Protein Wisdom challenged by Breitbart.TV (about 70 min. in)
Blogger writes really long article for NYT Magazine. If you have the ambition, please read it and tell me if there’s anything good in it. I read 2 1/2 pages and still didn’t give a shit. UPDATE: Jiminkc says: “Attention whore comes to loathe the attention, whines about it a lot.”
I’m kinda shooting from the hip here, but I’m thinking Protein Wisdom’s a pretty good blog when Goldstein’s posting. What do you think?
– No.
you’re asking me?
“…a 10% rise in alcohol tax could cut deaths by as much as a quarter…”
Taxation. Is there anything it can’t do?
Regards,
Ric
yeah, Rick, just like alcohol it can ruin the man’s life, but it is not that much fun ….
That “I blame Jeff” thing left me, frankly, speechless.
I think I’ll get back to reading ANSI standards for storage area networks. Much, much, less disturbing.
Since the piece is a First Person Fest, let’s make a game out of it and count how many time the word “I” appears. I count 37 in the first page alone.
…The NYT Mag piece, that is.
Thanks, lordsomber.
I think the blonde ended up with a mushroom bruise.
I had never encountered “Emily”‘s blog.
Now I know why.
Regards,
Ric
But how does not encountering Emily’s blog make you feel, Ric?
Who’s this Goldstein guy?
Summary of the NYT Mag piece: Attention whore comes to loathe the attention, whines about it a lot.
Oh and yeah I missed Jeff posting even though that one from yesterday I just really didn’t get that one. The one about the British lesbians. I think just I’m kind of over the whole UK thing though might be the problem. Oh look at those wacky British committing cultural suicide. Oh that’s terrible but for real in our own country right here in the USA, speaking of cultural suicide, M. Night Shyamalan is threatening to release another of his tricksy stoopid condescending schlocky piece of shit movies and what I want to know is what are we as a people going to do about this? We all thought hey we’ll just not go see his stupid oh no Ron Howard’s daughter fell in the swimming pool movie and then this pretentious shithead will go away. IT DIDN’T WORK. He’s still here.
Thanks, Jim.
Yeah, I read it all.
I have a friend who lives in Brooklyn; I’m going to see if he can’t track her down and smack her for me.
I read the first page. I think I deserve a medal.
It’s the end of the world as we know it
And I feel fine…
Regards,
Ric
“M. Night Shyamalan is threatening to release another of his tricksy stoopid condescending schlocky piece of shit movies and what I want to know is what are we as a people going to do about this?”
Hey, some of it was filmed where I work.
Which is kinda cool.
We can just ignore Shyamalan to the point that he becomes an Ed Wood. Then go back to whatever we were doing. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the reverent in the right – right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It’s the end of the world as we know it…
(And that happens every day…)
Oh. Sorry Anon. It’s just I saw the trailer and it had this one part where it cut to a newscast and the graphic next to the news-hoochie guy said something like Scientists Confirm Airborne Toxin Is A Natural Compound and I thought ohnoes he’s doing it again. Cause that’s stupid and it’s just disheartening that this man probably thinks of himself as quite the clever one cause people like Peggy Noonan probably validate him a lot at parties but really what he does is sort of bloated third-rate Outer Limits episodes that cost a kajillion dollars and embarrass everyone involved.
I liked 6th Sense.
Oh. That was when it started. I was sitting with my friend T and the movie opened and she was in the cellar and she shivered but it looked contrived so like twenty minutes later it still bugged me and then I was like oh. He’s dead. It’s a very very very long movie if you know that when you watch it I think. I kept glaring at T like figure it out so we can leave but I was stuck.
And then he does that patronizing flashback thing so you can see his clews. God I hate him.
haps – what would you rather breathe in? The exhaust from a modern vehicle or the the powdered airborne dust of horse manure?
Just think of what a horse-drawn NYC must have smelt like in 1900. That little guy you saw in early cartoons pushing a wheeled garbage can wasn’t picking up paper-litter, you know. The rich didn’t just head to Long Island in the summer because it was oh! so fashionable! It smelled better.
Mackinac Island is a resort area without motor vehicles. There are a lot of bikes and a lot of horses. Trust me, you do not want to stumble and fall in the streets. Lying in the gutter there means much, much more than it does in the normal post-1950 suburban meaning of the word.
I thought 6th Sense was a freakin’ masterpiece, feets disappointment notwithstanding. It’s good on the second viewing where you can see how he used all of the conventions of cinematography to suggest that everyone else could see Bruce Willis but then wait, no they didn’t.
The rest of his stuff? Meh.
ok maybe I’m just grumpy today
RE: blogger article in NYT Magazine
Actually, the comments are much more entertaining than the article. Anyone who could make it more than three pages into the article has my respect and sympathy.
I’m with hf on this one; it’s kind of boring when you figure out he’s dead early on in the movie. I think I noticed it at dinner, where it sort of looks like they’re talking, except she sort of appears to be talking past him rather than to him. Sort of fell into place right there for me.
Fighting penis: Kinda cool. Flying penis: Teh Awesome.
Dicentra, I went into that movie, 6th Sense, and from the moment he got shot I’m thinking, “he better NOT be dead – cheezit, he’s dead. He better not be” But once you think of it, its pretty obvious he is dead and where the movie is going, and at the end you see the poor folk all around in the audience gasp at the end, and you feel some scorn. 8 bucks for a bucket of scorn.
Sarah I totally didn’t get it until the end. I am a total plot rube. I am always surprised. I gasp in surprise at the ridiculously formulaic plots of the Saturday afternoon flicks on Sci-Fi Channel.
Yes. Sarah said it way more better than me. Bucket of scorn. Exactly.