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Matthew 3:7-10

But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming to where he was baptizing, he said to them: "You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the coming wrath?

Produce fruit in keeping with repentance.

And do not think you can say to yourselves, 'We have Abraham as our father.' I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham.

The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.


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There was only one civilian casualty during the three-day Battle of Gettysburg

14 December, 2006
Back With a Vengeance
Well, I feel like ranting, so rant I shall...

By now, this story is a thing of the past, so I'm gonna bring it back and begin with:

Racism.

What's up with racism? Not that I condone any of what was said by Mr. Richards, but did those guys really feel they had a case for defamation? They were in a comedy club! It's not so much a sunday school classroom. "Fuck"/"Nigger"/"Fag"/etc. are par for the course. And if you've never seen a comic berate a paying audience member... well, then you've probably never seen a comic. And aren't we all a little racist anyway? Don't we all assume a certain something or somethings about a person we see or meet for the first time based on his/her sex/race/clothes/hair/etc.? So when is it a problem? I guess when a hate crime is committed. And just what exactly constitutes a hate crime? Some young kid comes out of the closet and is beat down by a bunch of homophobes - hate crime? Sure. Some kid gets shot and killed because some other kid wanted his shoes/ipod/jacket/etc. - hate crime? No, that ones all about the love. Who come up with this crap? Hate crime.

I heard a radio ad the other day advertising college classes. I'm all for education, but this radio ad was promising "the life you've always wanted" but "never had" because you "didn't have a college degree" or "some kind of bullshit like that." Is that the key to life? Community college?

The other day I went out for drinks with a friend. He brought along some of his friends, one of whom was in a wheelchair. His name was Andrew. He got drunk at college and fell off a 3rd story balcony, landing on his head. He was paralyzed from the nipples down, and was told he would never walk again. He was in a wheelchair that night because it's easier and quicker to get around, but he walks with a walker and is gaining strength in his legs day by day. That's cool. There was another guy there who apparently didn't know Andrew or his story all that well. He kept asking questions about the incident and the ensuing physical therapy. He was completely engrossed in Andrews story. He asked to see Andrews scar from his surgery. Andrew wheeled his chair around and showed off the scar that ran from the back of his head down to below his shoulder blades. "Wow. Cool," said the other guy, rolling up his sleeve and showing off a tattoo that covered most of his upper arm. "I wiped out on a longboard a couple years back," he said. "Took all the skin off my arm here." He pointed to the tattoo. "I designed this to cover it." "Awesome," said Andrew, "I've been thinking about what kind of tat I could design around my scar." "Yeah," said the other guy, "Start with the scar and design around it. I know a guy who'd do a great job." "Cool," said Andrew. And it was.

I got my very own computer at work this week. They've been talking about getting me this computer for 6 months now. Now I have it. They kept saying they need to get me an email address so that they can communicate more effectively with me and vice versa, and so I can take some of the workload off of them. I have email now. They haven't sent me any messages.

What's up with facebook/myspace? How many friends can a person have? Not logistically, within the website, but realistically, practically... What is a friend, exactly? At some point do you hit critical mass and everything beyond is just some loose connection or fizzled reconnection? What does commitment look like today?

Christmas is almost here. Everyone reading this lives in America (or, has at one point and for the majority of their life). What the hell is Christmas in America anyway? I shop. You shop. We shop. I give. You give. We give. I receive. You receive. We receive. He gives. Oh, shit. I didn't get you anything. No, this is too much. You shouldn't have. Well, now I feel bad. Oh, you're the best. Thank you. Talk about putting Christ back in Christmas... how bout we just take the obligation out?

Fruit cake. Does anybody give fruit cake anymore?

So Brittney and Kevin split, and I don't know who Brit got to be her attorney but apparently he sucks. Kevin got custody of all the underwear. Lindsay Lohan checked herself into AA. AA! What is she, 18? She's not an alcoholic, she's just stupid. Doesn't AA have a screening process? Despite being a racist, Mel's new movie is topping out. The Nativity Story premiered at the Vatican. No shows were his holiness Benedict and the pregnant-out-of-wedlock actress portraying Mary. With headlines like these who needs tabloids?

The Fountain. It rocked my world. It was beautiful. My mom asked me if I understood it. No. It was a movie about love and obsession. I understood that. But I definitely didn't understand the entire film. I experienced it. I enjoyed it. I questioned it. I contemplated it. But I don't think I understood it. Or maybe I understood it a couple different ways, but I didn't arrive at one thing which, to me, seemed to be the directors vision and statement. Is that understanding? What is this concept of finality as applied to comprehension of art? Does it really work?

Did Hugh Jackman have the most amazing death scene ever? Yes.

If sin is the temporary fix for a permanent problem, then someone who is "living in sin" is living an unfulfilled life (or, apparently, will be if they give it long enough). If this person, however, feels that he/she is being fulfilled by his/her life then what? Is he/she deceiving him/herself? If you are able to deceive yourself to that extent does it become truth?

When the end comes does it come with a bang; the sharp crack of the gun signaling the start of the bullets journey towards you? Or is it the hiss of the gas?
posted by Rockel @ 6:43 PM  
6 Comments:
  • At 15/12/06 9:08 AM, Blogger wanderingshadow said…

    The bullet actually goes faster than the sound...the bang is the bullet breaking Mach 1. The bullet reaches the target before the sound.

     
  • At 15/12/06 12:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    first of all you're definately a writer...... secondly the fountain i understood that it was about love and obsession i also understood that death is a part of life and you cant cure death. I'm sure there are so many ways you can see this film. Its a beautiful epic of storytelling. I dont think there is finality in the comprehension of art, every person takes from art what they will. A romantic will take away the love part from the fountain, while a cynic will be pessamistic abotu the whole search to cure death b/c you love someone b/c they dont believe that strongly in love.

     
  • At 16/12/06 7:51 AM, Blogger andiewade said…

    my vote for best christmas carol is o come, o come emmanuel... but you don't have it up there. i think that's some form of discrimination.

     
  • At 16/12/06 3:05 PM, Blogger Doyle said…

    Umm, I disagree...with the theory about the bullet. That sound, last I knew, was the explosion of gunpowder launching the bullet, not the bullet reaching Mach 1. After all, gunpowder exploding would be cause for a loud noise. Just ask dynamite.

    That was it, you wrote too much, I'll have to read it like 5 times to get it all. Word whore.

     
  • At 17/12/06 6:00 AM, Blogger Jeff said…

    Completely agree with you on Christmas.

     
  • At 17/12/06 5:56 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    thanks for the hug, man

     
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ON THE NICKEL
by Tom Waits

("I'd like to do a new song here. This is eh, it's about downtown Los Angeles on 5th Street. And eh all the winos affectionately refer to it as The Nickel. So this is kind of a hobo's lullaby.")

sticks and stones will break my bones,
but i always will be true, and when
your mama is dead and gone,
i'll sing this lullabye just for you,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never comb their hair,
well they're lined up all around the block,
on the nickel over there.

so you better bring a bucket,
there is a hole in the pail,
and if you don't get my letter,
then you'll know that i'm in jail,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never say their prayers,
well they're sleepin' like a baby,
on the nickel over there.

and if you chew tobacco, and wish upon a star,
well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit,
just like punchlines between the cars,
and i know a place where a royal flush,
can never beat a pair, and even thomas jefferson,
is on the nickel over there.

so ring around the rosie, you're sleepin' in the rain,
and you're always late for supper,
and man you let me down again,
i thought i heard a mockingbird, roosevelt knows where,
you can skip the light, with grady tuck,
on the nickel over there.

so what becomes of all the little boys,
who run away from home,
well the world just keeps gettin' bigger,
once you get out on your own,
so here's to all the little boys,
the sandman takes you where,
you'll be sleepin' with a pillowman,
on the nickel over there.

so let's climb up through that button hole,
and we'll fall right up the stairs,
and i'll show you where the short dogs grow,
on the nickel over there.

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