Tuesday, October 14

Very Cool Discovery - an indie lovers fitness dream!

I'm quite proud that I discovered something so cool. Obviously I'm sure that others have found it first, but if you learn about this through me, it's good enough to pass on.

There is a podcast I recently started listening to called "The Cadence Revolution". And since I happen to be a gym-rat... in more ways than one, I have become addicted to this podcast. It's an hour plus of fast, upbeat music that is original, unique, and talks about REAL SHIT kids... you can't get much better than that.

Here are some other reasons why it's amazing:

1) IT'S FREE
2) It's created by independent artists from all over the world--NYC, India, you name it.
3) The music is created with the intention of the listener working out to it--so it's fast paced, but it can also be used as a pre-made party soundtrack
4) The lyrics are fantastic--the artists talk about very real things, here is an excerpt from the first song off of show #85: (<-- to take a listen, click there)

"damn you hollywood you got me good,
you made me think that i understood,
people and places that don't exist,
do not tremble in my way cause i'm shaking my fist at you,
none of these memories are mine, you put them in my mind..."

CHORUS: "we need to work it out, out from what we've seen,
seeing that the story's not the story of the screen,
this technicolor mess, well it's not what you came for!

It's delicious! and i love it! Here's the info:

Website: www.TheCadenceRevolution.com
Podcast URL: http://feeds.feedburner.com/CadenceRevolution

You should give it a listen. It's a very cool discovery!

E

Monday, October 13

America vs. CANADA ... thanksgiving style

As an american, an angry one at that, i'm not biased. in fact, any reason i can find to help america lose in all arguments, the better.

But with all honesty, CANADIAN thanksgiving has nothing on american thanksgiving. it's sad, but it's true and i must admit, i'm having a bit of trouble coming to terms with the process of getting rid of my notion of home.

At this very moment, i'm home alone... and i like it. i'm home alone because i thought of any excuse possible to get myself out of a prolonged stay at my partner's boss' thanksgiving dinner. and though i do believe it was quite kind and gracious of them to invite us in the first place, i couldn't help but hate it.

Of course the food was great, the company was fantastic, and there was a usual abundance of good alcohol (which is usually involved where all CANADIANS are involved), it still wasn't the same... so here's where it differs:

In the states, on thanksgiving, the entire country seemed to shut down--all of the little capitalists stopped in their tracks to pause and recognize that in the end, no matter what, family comes first. even the most dysfunctional of us managed to celebrate our families. no matter where you were: your college boyfriend's home, a friend's home, your in-law's stuffy guest room--you could always count on a football game to make you feel you were at home. The similar foods, the similar traditions kept you connected. and after you finished eating, thanks to the graciousness of another, you were never expected to do anything yet you did anyway because you knew everyone else would pitch in, making the job quite insignificant in the end.

Thanksgiving is the most treasured american holiday because deep down inside americans really do think family is most important, even though we've never collectively acted that way.

It's not that CANADIANS have got it wrong, because for all i know they could simply prioritize family more so on the regular, therefore making the idea thanksgiving more commonplace. Irregardless, it still doesn't have the same effect for me.

It could be because i'm cynical these days (and angry at times)--which shouldn't surprise anyone when in comes to my thoughts pertaining the great super-power nation down south.

Yet something tells me it could also be because i'm lacking in the family department these days. thanksgiving simply isn't the same without your mom and siblings!

(photograph taken by me, my parents backyard)

E.B.'s Pub... shit only a drunk person would say...


i honestly love this blog. i feel like i can tell you whatever is on my mind; like i have someone to vent to... it's fantastic! i know you'll tell me what you think of me, tell me if i am ridiculous, tell me if i make great sense...and i like that. i like knowing that some of you i'll regard as my sister... and some of you, i'll regard as an evil step-parent who sucks...

blogging is good.

(photograph taken of me, drinking while camping)

the end of what? maybe the end of capitalism...


I think this picture is indicative of what many of us may be feeling as of late. I have always been a firm believer in human intuition and its ability to warn of us peril in its own ominous and subtle way. I believe that most people do not depend or use this ability to their advantage as much as they should. Instead we suppress our own natural instinct and listen to what marketing firms have become so brilliant at: programming us. We're basically caught up in a manufactured state of 'iFear', 'iCool', 'iRight', 'iWrong'--you get my drift. Unfortunately, our lack of interest in reality has brought us to a point in history where the world is in absolute and utter crisis--economically, socially, and environmentally. Yet most people are still blind to what is happening; unable to become sober with the severity of the current situation.

I feel as though I have been talking about this underlying feeling of impending doom for a long time and just recently others are beginning to admit to feeling similarly. It feels as though something is about to end and it's an unsettling type of terrifying.

"This thing" which is seemingly coming to an end is ambiguous and vague and matters not. What matters is this unshakable feeling that I am about to fall fast and hard. As if I am standing on the very edge of a cliff; teetering and stammering in a desperate attempt to keep my balance even though I know I am about to plunge. It's that very last second before you fall and everything is in slow motion.

If the end is really near, I just wonder what "the end" is. And for the sake of all human beings, I truly hope it is the end of corruption, or inequality, or hatred, or poverty. Though I hate to sound like a finalist in a beauty pageant, I hope there is warm, crystal blue tropical water to break our fall...Fuck, I'll even take the Atlantic waters off the coast of Jersey. Anything but what is seemingly the inevitable.

(photograph taken by me, Toronto Island '08)

Sunday, October 12

is there a chance that the media might start telling the truth for once.......

A friend of mine, a New Yorker, sent me the following article. It's a piece from Rolling Stone Magazine where the author, Tim Dickinson, exposes John McCain in a way no major media outlet has done before. I have seen and heard such commentary on left-wing blogs and podcast but never from a main stream publication such as RSM.

I find it quite interesting. And it makes me wonder how much is really on the line when it comes to this election.
Think about it.

In the past decade, the media has had information that it has failed to release--for example, the truth about 9/11, Osama Bin Laden, Colin Powell, and Ken Lay--to name a few. It makes me wonder: is this election important enough to make people start paying attention? Are people beginning to demand the truth; fact check their politicians; ask pointed, intelligent questions; demand more from the media? .... a little spark of hope is arising inside of me

Give this article a read. It's a bit long, but it's insightful and it makes you wonder what the hell is going on. How are these guys able to trick us and lie the way they do? Why do we let them and how can we get the truth?


Make-Believe Maverick

A closer look at the life and career of John McCain reveals a disturbing record of recklessness and dishonesty

TIM DICKINSON

Posted Oct 16, 2008 7:00 PM

At Fort McNair, an army base located along the Potomac River in the nation's capital, a chance reunion takes place one day between two former POWs. It's the spring of 1974, and Navy commander John Sidney McCain III has returned home from the experience in Hanoi that, according to legend, transformed him from a callow and reckless youth into a serious man of patriotism and purpose. Walking along the grounds at Fort McNair, McCain runs into John Dramesi, an Air Force lieutenant colonel who was also imprisoned and tortured in Vietnam.

McCain is studying at the National War College, a prestigious graduate program he had to pull strings with the Secretary of the Navy to get into. Dramesi is enrolled, on his own merit, at the Industrial College of the Armed Forces in the building next door.

There's a distance between the two men that belies their shared experience in North Vietnam — call it an honor gap. Like many American POWs, McCain broke down under torture and offered a "confession" to his North Vietnamese captors. Dramesi, in contrast, attempted two daring escapes. For the second he was brutalized for a month with daily torture sessions that nearly killed him. His partner in the escape, Lt. Col. Ed Atterberry, didn't survive the mistreatment. But Dramesi never said a disloyal word, and for his heroism was awarded two Air Force Crosses, one of the service's highest distinctions. McCain would later hail him as "one of the toughest guys I've ever met."

On the grounds between the two brick colleges, the chitchat between the scion of four-star admirals and the son of a prizefighter turns to their academic travels; both colleges sponsor a trip abroad for young officers to network with military and political leaders in a distant corner of the globe.

"I'm going to the Middle East," Dramesi says. "Turkey, Kuwait, Lebanon, Iran."

"Why are you going to the Middle East?" McCain asks, dismissively.

"It's a place we're probably going to have some problems," Dramesi says.

"Why? Where are you going to, John?"

"Oh, I'm going to Rio."

"What the hell are you going to Rio for?"

McCain, a married father of three, shrugs.

"I got a better chance of getting laid."

Dramesi, who went on to serve as chief war planner for U.S. Air Forces in Europe and commander of a wing of the Strategic Air Command, was not surprised. "McCain says his life changed while he was in Vietnam, and he is now a different man," Dramesi says today. "But he's still the undisciplined, spoiled brat that he was when he went in."

McCAIN FIRST

This is the story of the real John McCain, the one who has been hiding in plain sight. It is the story of a man who has consistently put his own advancement above all else, a man willing to say and do anything to achieve his ultimate ambition: to become commander in chief, ascending to the one position that would finally enable him to outrank his four-star father and grandfather.

In its broad strokes, McCain's life story is oddly similar to that of the current occupant of the White House. John Sidney McCain III and George Walker Bush both represent the third generation of American dynasties. Both were born into positions of privilege against which they rebelled into mediocrity. Both developed an uncanny social intelligence that allowed them to skate by with a minimum of mental exertion. Both struggled with booze and loutish behavior. At each step, with the aid of their fathers' powerful friends, both failed upward. And both shed their skins as Episcopalian members of the Washington elite to build political careers as self-styled, ranch-inhabiting Westerners who pray to Jesus in their wives' evangelical churches.

In one vital respect, however, the comparison is deeply unfair to the current president: George W. Bush was a much better pilot.

This, of course, is not the story McCain tells about himself. Few politicians have so actively, or successfully, crafted their own myth of greatness. In McCain's version of his life, he is a prodigal son who, steeled by his brutal internment in Vietnam, learned to put "country first." Remade by the Keating Five scandal that nearly wrecked his career, the story goes, McCain re-emerged as a "reformer" and a "maverick," righteously eschewing anything that "might even tangentially be construed as a less than proper use of my office."

It's a myth McCain has cultivated throughout his decades in Washington. But during the course of this year's campaign, the mask has slipped. "Let's face it," says Larry Wilkerson, a retired Army colonel who served as chief of staff to Secretary of State Colin Powell. "John McCain made his reputation on the fact that he doesn't bend his principles for politics. That's just not true."

We have now watched McCain run twice for president. The first time he positioned himself as a principled centrist and decried the politics of Karl Rove and the influence of the religious right, imploring voters to judge candidates "by the example we set, by the way we conduct our campaigns, by the way we personally practice politics." After he lost in 2000, he jagged hard to the left — breaking with the president over taxes, drilling, judicial appointments, even flirting with joining the Democratic Party.

In his current campaign, however, McCain has become the kind of politician he ran against in 2000. He has embraced those he once denounced as "agents of intolerance," promised more drilling and deeper tax cuts, even compromised his vaunted opposition to torture. Intent on winning the presidency at all costs, he has reassembled the very team that so viciously smeared him and his family eight years ago, selecting as his running mate a born-again moose hunter whose only qualification for office is her ability to electrify Rove's base. And he has engaged in a "practice of politics" so deceptive that even Rove himself has denounced it, saying that the outright lies in McCain's campaign ads go "too far" and fail the "truth test."

The missing piece of this puzzle, says a former McCain confidant who has fallen out with the senator over his neoconservatism, is a third, never realized, campaign that McCain intended to run against Bush in 2004. "McCain wanted a rematch, based on ethics, campaign finance and Enron — the corrupt relationship between Bush's team and the corporate sector," says the former friend, a prominent conservative thinker with whom McCain shared his plans over the course of several dinners in 2001. "But when 9/11 happened, McCain saw his chance to challenge Bush again was robbed. He saw 9/11 gave Bush and his failed presidency a second life. He saw Bush and Cheney's ability to draw stark contrasts between black and white, villains and good guys. And that's why McCain changed." (The McCain campaign did not respond to numerous requests for comment from Rolling Stone.)

Indeed, many leading Republicans who once admired McCain see his recent contortions to appease the GOP base as the undoing of a maverick. "John McCain's ambition overrode his basic character," says Rita Hauser, who served on the President's Foreign Intelligence Advisory Board from 2001 to 2004. But the truth of the matter is that ambition is John McCain's basic character. Seen in the sweep of his seven-decade personal history, his pandering to the right is consistent with the only constant in his life: doing what's best for himself. To put the matter squarely: John McCain is his own special interest.

"John has made a pact with the devil," says Lincoln Chafee, the former GOP senator, who has been appalled at his one-time colleague's readiness to sacrifice principle for power. Chafee and McCain were the only Republicans to vote against the Bush tax cuts. They locked arms in opposition to drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge. And they worked together in the "Gang of 14," which blocked some of Bush's worst judges from the federal bench.

"On all three — sadly, sadly, sadly — McCain has flip-flopped," Chafee says. And forget all the "Country First" sloganeering, he adds. "McCain is putting himself first. He's putting himself first in blinking neon lights."

to read the rest of this article... click here

Thursday, October 2

the revolution will not be televised...


I just got finished watching the US Vice Presidential Debate and I'm disappointed. I'm angry that Joe Biden didn't make Palin look like the idiot she truly is--there were so many opportunities where he could have simply buried her. How many times can a person honestly repeat themselves? She is an embarrassment. How many times can she use the state of Alaska as an example? There are 50 other states with much larger populations and vastly different needs and problems--how is the state of Alaska the answer to every question pertaining to a nation of 50 other states? When did "hockey moms" become the priority voting group in the United States? When the did hockey become the most popular sport in the United States? Every buzz word that she used; every attempt at Neurolinguistic programming made me nauseous with the reality that there are people out there who would actually believe her. People who would actually think she was making good points. It made me cringe with anger as she stood up there regurgitating the ideology of white, male, neo-con, capitalists who have been in charge for centuries, making desperate attempts to de-educate, oppress, and discriminate against humans they consider of lesser value.

Is she a "maverick"? I laugh: No...she's a disaster.

I'm looking forward to Saturday Night in hopes that Tina Fey (a true modern feminist) will, once again, show the stupidity and naivety of a women who is doing nothing short of shattering the work of our mothers and grandmothers who fought for the many rights we take advantage of today--rights that Palin herself took advantage of as she stood smugly and ignorantly, smiling and WINKING on that podium tonight. It will be interesting to see what happens to her when she's through selling her soul.

If you're reading this, if you're a woman or a girl, if you're a man or a boy who believes in equality and human rights--make sure that you get out there and make your voice heard. It's more than just getting out and voting. Start paying attention.... really START PAYING ATTENTION.

This is not the time to be focused on your iLife, while listening to your iPod and watching The Hills--our future is on the line here. We--the little people, the poor, the "middle class"--WE outnumber the ones in power, yet we continue to take their abuse.


Start paying attention and be ready because the revolution will not be televised.

Wednesday, October 1

political satire at it's best...



Living as a Canadian, I really appreciate this video. Considering we have a Federal Election in a couple of days, it's extremely appropriate wouldn't you say? Though I happen to like Layton and his idealistic views, it's very entertaining to watch the way he's portrayed in this video. I'm pulling for the Liberals, because sometimes you have to vote strategically in a situation with this many parties. I don't think I can continue to live here if there is a conservative majority... I mean, honestly, when are we going to stop electing terrible humans to be in charge?