The pathological pursuit of profit and power.

We got ourselves a catchy tagline.

I just finished watching the Corporation, and the related extras on the first DVD, cept for the commentaries, because if I wanted to watch the same movie again twice over, I would have. Or not, as in this case.

It's so slick. For a relatively low profile documentary made by college students, with an $8000 marketing budget (which by the way was very very smartly spent, their marketing team really know how to market) it's surprisingly slick. I really enjoyed it, and the related extras weren't that annoying either. Apart from the frustration of misunderstanding externalities, it was actually kinda thought-provoking.

The economics stuff is something that still confuses and annoys me. They'll mention something economics related, and i'll agree with them and then realise this isn't an mainstream economic idea. The idea makes perfect economic sense; why it hasn't been adopted is odd. I've gleaned that a) economics is being taught badly; if there are so many economic concepts which these people have to raise in order to be relevant, then there's a serious problem. and b) economics is still being misunderstand as a profession; it's primary occupation is to improve the quality of life for people. If that isn't happening, something's wrong.

I like the idea of trying to improve the world, but it's difficult. Very difficult. Almost difficult to the point of impossibility. There's so many issues which concurrently have to be tackled; establishing standards of life, population pressures, environmental concerns, sustainability, the list goes on. Even I can't figure it all out.

Maybe Chuck Norris can. Maybe.

Maths today was unproductive. Seriously unproductive. You know how you have those days where you just get in the zone, and you get heaps done, and by the time you look up at the clock, several hours have passed without your conscious notice? Today felt exactly like that, except nothing productive got done. Basically I wasted a lot of time, efficiently.

In other words: We had a montage alright, but you didn't get anything in the end.

Mountains're nice. Night.

Tiradalicious.

Because you're worth it.

I think enough people have heard this, but if anyone (I mean, ANYONE. You're on notice, Dalai Lama) calls me selfish for not having children or not wanting to have children, I will physically hurt you until you recant. I am deadly serious.

Seriously.

Man, having kids must suck. You're damned if you do and you're damned if you don't.

You can't take the decision lightly; if you do, you are callous to the extreme, and shouldn't be allowed to breed. And yet, how much ever care you take, it's pointless. That caring will most likely end up manifesting as projection: insert countless, countless numbers of parents who treat their children like trophies. Are people that scared about their mortality?

The thing that really irks me about the parent situation is how they take responsibility for their children's actions. 'Hey my kid turned out well, I must be a good parent.' Or vice versa. (I'm not even going to talk about the definitions of well. Cause you know, a deeply unsatisfied investment banker with a six figure salary and an unhappy marriage, that's well.)

Bullshit. How your child turns out is more about luck than anything else. Hopefully your kids falls/discovers/imagines the right crowd and comes out a better person. The best you can do is influence. And this business of instilling values when they're younger is again, bullshit. You can try. That's it. If your kids didn't satisfy your expectations, too bad. If they did, you got lucky. That's it.

It's very chaos theory, but in the modern world, that's what you're going to get. I should become a marriage counselor. You would atleast have a few less kids in the world, and more physically scarred parents. Emotional scarring, been done. Physical scarring is so much cooler.

Besides, chicks dig scars.

The. soundtrack. to. Chrono. Trigger. is.

Mindblowing.

There are tracks here which I want you to play at my funeral. I will notarise this in writing if anyone wants. They're that sad.

I haven't heard such complex arrangements in a while. Counterpoints? Harmonies? Single piano notes at exactly the right poignant moments? Xylophone solos!?

The crazy synths nearly gave me a heart attack. They're in stereo!

I will stop raving. Night.

There is no theory of evolution.

There is only a list of animals Chuck Norris allows to live.

Hot hot heat. Make it stop.

I'm spending way too much time on computer. I'm catching up on all these things that I liked, and reading a lot, but I don't wanna. It's frustrating, something I never admit to. Frustration just seems like a copout for boredom, which is just...lame. I'm not going anywhere with this.

Listening to Woman King a lot. I woke up from a strange and rather fucked up dream to the chorus In My Lady's House in my head, and unable to tell what it was. So I went through, hunted it down and listened to it a few times. I like it. Quite a bit. I Like Woman King a lot, something about subversive Christian symbols with feminism is catchy. Peaceful, serene atleast.

This Disney 'scandal' makes me want to listen to Devo...less. No wait, more. I like the fact that they're buyins rather than sellouts. How you profit from that i'm not sure, but /. will surely show me the way.

1. ???
2. Sleep
3. !!!
4. Profit!

They only figured out the second step recently.

Deerhoof was magnificent. Spectrum is like Space 3...but with lights. And electricity. And colours on the wall. And a bar! Yay. Very, very awesome place.

I've done 4 endings for Chrono Trigger. Go me. 9 left. But the endings are worth it. There's one where you end up being something of a Wizard King and challenge this guy, too complicated to explain, but you get to look like a pimp. Guy challenges whom he thinks to be Magus, you come out of shadows, place hands on hips and throw head back and laugh I presume maniacally, but it still looks like you're impersonating a chicken. Plus you have two women on your side holding weapons all seductively. Frank Miller got nothing.

Downloaded the soundtrack of Chrono Trigger and so so soooo good. Listening to a track called Courage and Pride, possibly one of my all favourite tracks of all time. We're talking Town worthy here.

Okay that's a little far.

God, I was meant to start playing either one of the FFs or Super Mario RPG, but decided to get a couple of endings, and have ended up looking up the music, the Chrono Symphonic, and reading the principles of time travel within Chrono Trigger.

I am such a fanboy.

Most inspirational song: Kaeru's Theme.

I have to work, but sleep is not important where Chrono Trigger is involved. I can just travel back in time to sleep there right? Yes, yes I can. Night.

Almondine.

Think about it.

That's my purse! *snap kick to the groin*

Past few days have been much too good. I am treated far too well.

The number one movie of 2005 from the At The Movies poll?

Serenity.

YATTA!

Did you know that SBS news played snippets of Leno, Letterman and Jon Stewart? As part of legitimate news?! It was about the quail shooting. How is that hunting? 70 tame birds? It's quail. They're TAME. Christ.

Feed me, or you will not like the consequences. Seriously, it's a you thing. Night.

Air (for earners)

More like corporate welfare, if you know what I mean.

n and e have switched places. We're going up to blackwatch plaid.

I keep meaning to update this thing (did you get that thing I sent you?) but everytime I do it, laziness/uncreativity sets in. It's a living.

I'm watching a lot of stuff right now. I finished Season 5 of Buff, even commentaries and extras. You know that feeling you get when you're getting to the end of a good book, that sort of dreading feeling, and that relieved/sad feeling when you finish it? I can safely say I actually kinda sorta felt those things watching this Season of Buff. I wanted more Buffy when I finished this; not more Season 6 wise, but more Season 5 wise.

Why doesn't Joss admit his indie heritage and start doing weird quirky movies off borrowed credit? He doesn't claim to be a radical sort of director, but he cares about filming direction. On TV. No one cares about that. No one. Not even Jesus. Is there a patron saint of tv direction? No, and you know why? Because no one cares.

You can't do a minimalist production for a tv show aimed toward younger ages and then say you're not all crazy and hopped up on goofballs. 'The Body' was a stunning piece of directional work though. Stunning piece of work in general. The Anya soliloquy? Monologue? is one of the best pieces of dialogue you will hear.

The Gift is good too. Possibly best Season finale? The gravestone is a very classy touch.

I'm tired, sleep and rest for the miracle of commerce that is going to occur tomorrow/today. Ten shiny dimes may not be enough. Night.

A word from the wise.

"I'm not fat, I just retain water."
"Yeah, so does the Hoover Dam."

Oh Hoover, what has thou wrought upon poor fat people and old televizzle programming.

Nearly finished Chrono Trigger! The thing, that is such a misnomer. You can't really claim to have 'finished' a game that has 13 different endings. Let's just say i've finished it in the 'traditional' way you're meant to finish. Or something.

Side-questing, you see.

Nearly finished another book. The Namesake, By Jhumpa Lahiri. Not bad. Odd, yet catchy writing style. A little esoteric, but passable. Gogol plays a big part in it. Nicely done. Am kinda more interested in other work, as it has won a Pulitzer, whatever that means.

Finished Harvey Birdman. *insert superlatives here.*

Started Season 2 of Arrested. Balls? You gotta be kidding me. Still, the sad walk is so cool.

Brokeback Mountain was alright. Goddamn stunning cinematography. Worth your money.

'Specially for the makeout scenes. Oh yeah.

What was with the funny?! Fucking crazy man. Night.