Panoptic Playground

One of Those Moments

You ever have one of those moments
Where
You meet a girl
You might be a bit drunk
Talk a bit

And end up sleeping with her.

In the morning
The name has slipped your mind
But the feeling of her personality
Is still there
That agreeable personality

So when she is away
Distracted.

You search for that name
On a document or bill
Or Christmas card
That might be hers

But ya ain’t sure
You can’t be sure
To call her that name
Would risk too much

What if it isn’t
Her?

So you wisely hold onto
That name
Hoping you’ll get some confirmation

Finally
You do
And you were wrong
That name wasn’t hers

Isn’t it
A relief
To know?

Well,
I’ve never had one of those moments.

XXX

I just watched the first ten minutes of that film (movie), and it reminded me of all that was bad about the late 90’s/early 00’s: awful tattoos, bleached spiked hair, extreme sports and Sobe energy drinks. It is sad that some of these have failed to go away and are dying slow deaths due to the sad folk that insist on clinging dearly to them. I’m looking at you tribal tattoo and extreme sport enthusiasts.

Zizek on Ideology in Liberal Democracies

I Live.

Sometimes I think I have been blessed with vision that has the same effect as one of those pairs of glasses that see through propagandistic bullshit featured in John Carpenter’sThey Live. In that film the main character discovers a pair of glasses that, when put on, allow him to see the true meaning of slogans and advertising. Money reads as: ‘This is your God’, while billboards encourage to obey.

While riding my bike yesterday I past by a Boston Market. They had an advertising sign up that was partially blocked by a large SUV. I couldn’t make out exactly what it said, and although I knew that this couldn’t be the case, I could only read it as: ‘Eating Disorders’. As I rode past the SUV and was given a clear view of the sign I saw that it actually read: ‘Easter Orders’. Nonetheless, I shall take my initial reading as the implicit and more honest message of that advertisement.

Thought Bubble

That awkward moment when you open your laptop in a public space and see that you forgot to close your tabs of aggressive hardcore pornography…

Thought Bubble

I need to carry a whistle with me so that I may interrupt the obnoxious when they speak.