nonstop
literally every waking second since monday ive been doing homework. in between ive been working and sleeping.
so far i have only 12 pages left on my script and then im done with all my writing classes for the semester! yay! then i only have to focus on my shitty spanish class to get out of the way.
i checked my materials for my summer classes the other night and i have read 17 FUCKING BOOKS over the summer. 17! dont get me wrong. i love reading and the classes seem interesting. but jesus fuck.
i revised my cannibal story the other night. i took out the religous overtones in it and basically just made it comment on society. i also made it sillier. everything gets sillier when u add dr.phil to the mix. cannibals and dr.phil lead to a great story.
exactly ONE WEEK TO COACHELLA. i cant believe its here allready. where has the time gone?
im also signing up for 401k at publix. so hopefully itll bring in more money of publix stock. my goal is to buy as much publix stock as humanly possible.
anyways.
heres my latest magazine article:
Violence is Pretty Cool.
But Sex is Gross!
A police officer holds a gun at you and tells you to, "Freeze!" You're stuck in a real sticky situation now, if you get arrested your life is literally over. The police officer advances toward you. You quickly look through your vast array of weapons. Finally, you see a rocket launcher. Aim at the officer. And fire. The officer flies backwards in a massive explosion, leaving only a smoldering corpse behind. Congratulations, mission accomplished. Sure, you may have just viciously murdered a police officer with a rocket launcher, but think of it this way; at least you didn't see any boobies.
Above all don't worry boys and girls because this is all just a video game.
In October 2004, the highly anticipated video game, "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas", was released to the general public. In this game, you play as the protagonist hero, Carl Johnson, who is a thug in his mid-twenties. Overall the purpose of the game was pretty heart warming; all Carl wanted to do was to try and reunite his broken family. However, in this family-friendly dilemma process the hero would need: baseball bats, swords, knives, chain saws, shot guns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, flame throwers, tears gas, Molotov cocktails, brass knuckles, and an army tank. All these things were crucial for Carl to bring his family together.
However, if you would get bored with the game you could roam freely throughout this interactive imaginary world. If you really get bored, you could call forth an army tank and run over citizens, just for the heck of it. But watch out, if you kill too many helpless non-threatening citizens, the police will come after you! But don't worry; you can kill those pesky cops just as easy as you could kill a pedestrian. Be careful though, if you murder too many police officers, the F.B.I. may charge at you with armored cars and helicopters. Again, don't worry you can kill them too. It also sold millions of units in the first few months of the initial release.
However, nearly a year after the video game's release a secret hidden level was discovered in the game's database. In this level, aptly named "Hot Coffee", the hero could have sex with fully nude, pixilated women. America was in an outrage. No longer could people traffic drugs and shoot people in the face for purely entertainment purposes. Now, they would have to be succumbed to this pornographic smut.
When news of this barbaric pixilated sex scene hit Congress, thankfully, Hillary Clinton took control of the situation. She allocated enough of the tax payers' money to investigate "the source" of this madness. It was clear this game was no longer the drug smuggling, cop killing game of our grandfather's time.
Eventually, the games were pulled from shelves across the nation. A few months the game publisher released an "edited" version of the game. The updated version of the game received an "Adults Only" rating as opposed to the original "Mature" rating. The "Adults Only" rating stated: "Titles rated AO (Adults Only) have content that should only be played by persons 18 years and older". This was opposed to the previous rating of "Mature Audiences" rating which also stated: "Titles rated M (Mature) have content that may be suitable for persons of age 17 and older." All of the original still violence remained, but thankfully, the sex scene was removed.
If a video game isn't quite your fix, day time television contains plenty of "action-violence" and even gore. This is prime time for television viewers around the nation. If a viewer were to turn on TBS in mid-afternoon, they would be guaranteed to find a terrible '80's movie containing tons excessive gore and violence. But it's okay; I mean who hasn't seen that before?
However, television does not always contain the violence we all know and love. Sometimes television shows: breasts. Yes, breasts, those lumps of skin underneath a woman's shirt. Breasts.
In January 2004, during Super Bowl XXXVIII teen heart throbs, Justin Timberlake and Janet Jackson did a very memorable half time performance. Justin Timberlake sand his number one single, "Rock Your Body", as Janet Jackson danced around him brainlessly. However, when Justin sang the lyrics, "gonna have you naked by the end of this song", he reached for Janet's right breast and exposed her nipple to the millions of unsuspecting viewers.
Shockwaves were sent across America. The nation was in chaos. Breasts were shown during prime time television.
Not even a week after the "Nipplegate Scandal" Terri Carlin filed a class action lawsuit claiming the show contained: "sexually explicit acts solely designed to garner publicity and, ultimately, to increase profits for themselves". The case was eventually dropped.
However, this incident started a chain effect around the nation. Howard Stern, a morning radio shock-jock, who would occasionally have live strippers orgasm on the air, was even censored. An episode of "Star Trek: Enterprise" entitled "Harbringer" was pulled by the UPN network because there was a scene which contained a male's buttocks. The nation was finally becoming a smut free environment.
These ideas bring to mind one of the main concepts of Ray Bradbury's classic novel "Fahrenheit 451": "Colored people don't like "Little Black Sambo". Burn it. White people don't feel good about "Uncle Tom's Cabin". Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer in the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn it. Take your fight outside. Better yet, take it to the incinerator. […] Let's not quibble over individuals. Forget them. Burn all, burn everything." This book was written over fifty years ago. However, Ray Bradbury's message on censorship and the media seems very prevalent in our nation's most recent agendas. The idea that anything the slightest bit offensive should be destroyed seems to be mentality we're heading towards.
Children, wives, husbands, priests, teachers all see some sort of violence everyday on television. Even the smallest forms of violence are widely accepted as the norm. Simply, because this is what people want. Action and violence is entertaining. Action and violence sells. Trey Parker, creator of "South Park", once said, "Horrific, deplorable violence is okay as long as people don't say any naughty words." Or in this case show any cleavage. I mean it's not like sex is a major part of life or anything. So, forget the boobs. Bring us more senseless violence and destruction!
so far i have only 12 pages left on my script and then im done with all my writing classes for the semester! yay! then i only have to focus on my shitty spanish class to get out of the way.
i checked my materials for my summer classes the other night and i have read 17 FUCKING BOOKS over the summer. 17! dont get me wrong. i love reading and the classes seem interesting. but jesus fuck.
i revised my cannibal story the other night. i took out the religous overtones in it and basically just made it comment on society. i also made it sillier. everything gets sillier when u add dr.phil to the mix. cannibals and dr.phil lead to a great story.
exactly ONE WEEK TO COACHELLA. i cant believe its here allready. where has the time gone?
im also signing up for 401k at publix. so hopefully itll bring in more money of publix stock. my goal is to buy as much publix stock as humanly possible.
anyways.
heres my latest magazine article:
Violence is Pretty Cool.
But Sex is Gross!
A police officer holds a gun at you and tells you to, "Freeze!" You're stuck in a real sticky situation now, if you get arrested your life is literally over. The police officer advances toward you. You quickly look through your vast array of weapons. Finally, you see a rocket launcher. Aim at the officer. And fire. The officer flies backwards in a massive explosion, leaving only a smoldering corpse behind. Congratulations, mission accomplished. Sure, you may have just viciously murdered a police officer with a rocket launcher, but think of it this way; at least you didn't see any boobies.
Above all don't worry boys and girls because this is all just a video game.
In October 2004, the highly anticipated video game, "Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas", was released to the general public. In this game, you play as the protagonist hero, Carl Johnson, who is a thug in his mid-twenties. Overall the purpose of the game was pretty heart warming; all Carl wanted to do was to try and reunite his broken family. However, in this family-friendly dilemma process the hero would need: baseball bats, swords, knives, chain saws, shot guns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, flame throwers, tears gas, Molotov cocktails, brass knuckles, and an army tank. All these things were crucial for Carl to bring his family together.
However, if you would get bored with the game you could roam freely throughout this interactive imaginary world. If you really get bored, you could call forth an army tank and run over citizens, just for the heck of it. But watch out, if you kill too many helpless non-threatening citizens, the police will come after you! But don't worry; you can kill those pesky cops just as easy as you could kill a pedestrian. Be careful though, if you murder too many police officers, the F.B.I. may charge at you with armored cars and helicopters. Again, don't worry you can kill them too. It also sold millions of units in the first few months of the initial release.
However, nearly a year after the video game's release a secret hidden level was discovered in the game's database. In this level, aptly named "Hot Coffee", the hero could have sex with fully nude, pixilated women. America was in an outrage. No longer could people traffic drugs and shoot people in the face for purely entertainment purposes. Now, they would have to be succumbed to this pornographic smut.
When news of this barbaric pixilated sex scene hit Congress, thankfully, Hillary Clinton took control of the situation. She allocated enough of the tax payers' money to investigate "the source" of this madness. It was clear this game was no longer the drug smuggling, cop killing game of our grandfather's time.
Eventually, the games were pulled from shelves across the nation. A few months the game publisher released an "edited" version of the game. The updated version of the game received an "Adults Only" rating as opposed to the original "Mature" rating. The "Adults Only" rating stated: "Titles rated AO (Adults Only) have content that should only be played by persons 18 years and older". This was opposed to the previous rating of "Mature Audiences" rating which also stated: "Titles rated M (Mature) have content that may be suitable for persons of age 17 and older." All of the original still violence remained, but thankfully, the sex scene was removed.
If a video game isn't quite your fix, day time television contains plenty of "action-violence" and even gore. This is prime time for television viewers around the nation. If a viewer were to turn on TBS in mid-afternoon, they would be guaranteed to find a terrible '80's movie containing tons excessive gore and violence. But it's okay; I mean who hasn't seen that before?
However, television does not always contain the violence we all know and love. Sometimes television shows: breasts. Yes, breasts, those lumps of skin underneath a woman's shirt. Breasts.
In January 2004, during Super Bowl XXXVIII teen heart throbs, Justin Timberlake and Janet Jackson did a very memorable half time performance. Justin Timberlake sand his number one single, "Rock Your Body", as Janet Jackson danced around him brainlessly. However, when Justin sang the lyrics, "gonna have you naked by the end of this song", he reached for Janet's right breast and exposed her nipple to the millions of unsuspecting viewers.
Shockwaves were sent across America. The nation was in chaos. Breasts were shown during prime time television.
Not even a week after the "Nipplegate Scandal" Terri Carlin filed a class action lawsuit claiming the show contained: "sexually explicit acts solely designed to garner publicity and, ultimately, to increase profits for themselves". The case was eventually dropped.
However, this incident started a chain effect around the nation. Howard Stern, a morning radio shock-jock, who would occasionally have live strippers orgasm on the air, was even censored. An episode of "Star Trek: Enterprise" entitled "Harbringer" was pulled by the UPN network because there was a scene which contained a male's buttocks. The nation was finally becoming a smut free environment.
These ideas bring to mind one of the main concepts of Ray Bradbury's classic novel "Fahrenheit 451": "Colored people don't like "Little Black Sambo". Burn it. White people don't feel good about "Uncle Tom's Cabin". Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer in the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn it. Take your fight outside. Better yet, take it to the incinerator. […] Let's not quibble over individuals. Forget them. Burn all, burn everything." This book was written over fifty years ago. However, Ray Bradbury's message on censorship and the media seems very prevalent in our nation's most recent agendas. The idea that anything the slightest bit offensive should be destroyed seems to be mentality we're heading towards.
Children, wives, husbands, priests, teachers all see some sort of violence everyday on television. Even the smallest forms of violence are widely accepted as the norm. Simply, because this is what people want. Action and violence is entertaining. Action and violence sells. Trey Parker, creator of "South Park", once said, "Horrific, deplorable violence is okay as long as people don't say any naughty words." Or in this case show any cleavage. I mean it's not like sex is a major part of life or anything. So, forget the boobs. Bring us more senseless violence and destruction!