What’s the perfect age to teach our children about illegal drug trafficking, gun play, pseudo foul language, and dysfunctional communication skills? Well, if you were to ask me 10 minutes ago, I would have said that the age of… never works for me, but that was before I saw Scarface the School Play on Youtube. By the looks of it, seven seems to be the ideal age to introduce your kids to socially unacceptable and criminal behavior.
Now, I suspect the video is a fake. I can’t believe that a school actually sanctioned the production of this play. The Youtube member who uploaded the video calls herself cindymomof6. She joined on March 26, 2010. She’s “favorited” a few Christian music videos. Her favorite movie is a The Passion of the Christ. Her favorite book is Sarah Palin “Going Rogue.”
It’s just all too perfectly flawed to be real. I smell a big fat phony, so I’m not as disturbed by the video as I am by the comments. People are buying it and they love it. If the people who leave comments on Youtube are an accurate representation of our society, we should all be afraid, very afraid.
I post the video here only so you can see what I’m talking about. I’m relatively certain it’s a fake so save your outrage. If you want to really be outraged, click on the video and read the comments.
Time to make a fool out of myself! This a little game I like to play. What if Christopher Walken published my book? It makes no sense, and my Walken impression sucks, but what are you going to do? It’s strangely therapeutic. Spend any amount of time talking like Christopher Walken, and suddenly you feel like you can do anything. Plus, he actually came up with a great marketing idea. “Ring Tones!”
I’m winding down my corporate persona, and I have a lot of loose ends to tie up before I turn in my badge and kiss my quarterly restricted stock options good-bye. I promised the folks in charge I wouldn’t leave them hanging, and I aim to deliver on that promise. That means my activity around here may be a bit spotty and decidedly panicked in tone.
For those cubicled comrades that I’m leaving behind, I give you this “Good-Bye” song.
Stubing Ridley – Named after the dynamic Captain Stubing from TV’s “The Love Boat.”
Stubbing Findlay Ridley
BTW – I have some free time to name your child if you’re having trouble.
(And no, my wife and I are not having a baby. I’m just slightly bored, and for some reason, thinking about Captain Stubing.)
A big bravo goes out to Dorling Kindersley Publishing (DK), for this clever and insightful video on the future of publishing. This just blew me away.
Wait, I missed the debate on the pubic option!
I have watched the debate over health care with interest since the first Clinton Administration. I’ve seen and heard proponents, opponents, ne’er-do-wells, stand-up comics, average Joes, educated folks, etc. argue and plea for and against health care for so long, it’s all melded into one jumbled mess in my brain. There has been an explosion of information ignited by both sides of the argument for decades, and I have come to one definitive conclusion. I have been meticulously and earnestly lied to repeatedly by all sides. This stopped being about doing the right thing a long time ago, and is now just about being right. The Democrats were looking for a victory, and the Republicans were bent on robbing them of that victory. The actual bill they fought over didn’t matter.
I am not excited or angry by the passage of the health care bill because I have no idea what the actual pros and cons of the bill are. Both sides claim the other is wrong. I’m not talking about morally wrong (although there is some of that going on). Each side has argued the facts that their opponents are using to support their argument are wrong. How can that be? Experts are cited and then other experts are cited to counter the other side’s experts. It’s a dizzying array of pointless growling and chatter. The debate itself ceased to be a debate a long time ago. It’s now just a bunch of people shouting at each other. Honest political debate is as rare as getting a slinky to go back up the stairs.
What’s a confused boy like me to do? I have decided the only appropriate course of action for me to take is to be disgusted by my government and the political process in this country. I don’t buy into the discourse that one political party is more at fault than the other. I think they both suck equally. And I don’t think it’s a matter of throwing the bums out. We’ll just elect more bums. You know why? Because being a bum is a major qualification for running for political office. They’re always asking for money, and they always end up spending it to feed their bad habits, which, as far as I can tell, is running for political office.
So, in conclusion, yippee we have health care… and boo we have health care.
Your 2010 NCAA Tournament Champions?
Nearly everyone I know who has filled out a bracket for this year’s NCAA tournament is either completely out of the running or barely hanging on by a thread. Remarkably, Alex Herman, a 17-year-old Chicago resident, has picked every game of the tournament correctly so far. And, we’re not talking about a tournament that has gone according to the script. There have been some major upsets. How has he done it? He has autism and has a wizard like grasp of statistics. Even though his remaining picks would leave me high and dry (I have Syracuse winning the whole thing, and he has Purdue), I can’t help but pull for him. It would be a magical story if he could continue on this streak. How can you pull against magic?
BTW – His Final Four? Tennessee, Kansas State, Kentucky, Purdue
His finals match up? Kansas State vs. Purdue
His National Champion? Purdue
You can see a video of Alex here.