I am not a big proponent of Valentine’s Day. I am not a big fan of holidays in general for that matter. It just seems that we, as a culture, take great ideas and over think them to the point that we destroy all the fun in them. Look at Sundays for instance – a day of rest. We have found a way to make it the most stressful day of the week in one way or another. For those of the believing persuasion, it is a day of heightened expectation and rushing, for those that are of the unbelieving persuasion, it is a day of lowered expectation and grousing that everything is closed.
Don’t even get me started on Christmas or Super Bowl Sunday.
But out of all of them, Valentine’s Day is probably the worst because fully half of the population loves it, and the other half hates it, and everyone dreads it.
Anyway, enough ranting, let’s see some videos in no particular order.
A year or so ago I started doing this as an exercise to play around on the edges of politics and current events and to see how long I could keep it up. The rules for myself were relatively simple: Only stills from Star Trek: TOS were to be used.
I spent way too much time doom scrolling Google Images for brain fodder and eventually ran out of steam. I probably could have been able to maintain momentum on it longer if I had started rewatching the series and did the screengrabs myself. But, regardless, politics is exhausting…
Anyway, welcome to the Federation Elections of 2270.
The 80s invented the Music Video. Sure there were music videos earlier than that, in different forms, but the 80s collated them and made them a thing. And then the videos not only killed the Radio Stars. They murdered them. Publicly. And left their bodies in the public square on display.
They were ill advised murders, because the majority of music videos of the time were unequivocally terrrible. But that didn’t keep those videos from digging down into our youthful brains and implanting themselves like those earwig monsters from Star Trek: Wrath of Khan.
And they are still there. Here are my top 5 favorite terrible music videos from the 80s. In no particular order.
How do I know that I am mostly culturally white? Simple. I love Rich Little. That is also how to tell that I am getting old.
This is the whole show from 1978. It is by no means good, but it is also perfect and wonderful.
It stars, of course, Rich Little as W. C. Fields, Paul Lynde, Johnny Carson, Laurel and Hardy, Richard Nixon, Humphrey Bogart, Groucho Marx, James Stewart, Peter Falk, Jean Stapleton, Truman Capote, Peter Sellers, James Mason, George Burns, John Wayne, and Jack Benny.
Merry Christmas to all and to all, well, you know…
It has been a very long year, and it is almost Christmas. Let’s take a moment and give thanks for a wonderful piece of public domain literature that doesn’t know how to stop giving.
Charles Dickens had no idea what he was creating at a farthing per word. Nor that he would feed undeserving families for what is approaching two centuries. So without further ado, here are my favorite adaptations of his classic, A Christmas Carol.
Every once in a while I try to tackle the big wide social world all on my own and create a meme. I have failed to have any kind of impact whatsoever. Every single time. Here is my latest attempt – a short series of tweets tied into the True Detective Yellow King back story.