Mob Mentality

Check out this guy’s blog

He’s been writing about surviving in New Orleans during the Hurricane (which apparently wasn’t so bad) and the Aftermath (which is like the freakin’ apocalypse).

Of course, this is just one guy’s blog, but hot damn, people are going Crazy!

I haven’t heard much in the mainstream media about how bad it’s gotten (shooting at the firefighters?!?!?)

Is this actually that common during natural disasters? Mark: did this happen after Ivan?

Also, just wanted to say please help out if you’re able: American Red Cross

Chick Exposure Rate

Alternate title: what happens when A Beautiful Mind meets Everquest.

“Right now my focus is on one of my stats that I call CER – my Chick Exposure Rate. See, as my CER increases, my probability of performing a critical hit (getting a date) dramatically increases. It’s just a matter of simple statisti-” Davis then broke off, his eyes following an attractive University of Florida co-ed on rollerblades.

“Yow! Now that’s a perfect level ten,” Davis said appreciatively.

Davis explained that talking to the “level ten” girl was out of the question due to his lack of experience. “When you first start an RPG, you don’t immediately strap on your leather armor and charge headlong at a Lich King. You’ve got to work your way up to it. And so it is with women.”

Basically this guy has decided to approach life as an RPG, in order to battle his social anxiety. He’s had to logically break things down into a situation he understands, in order to function as a socially apt human being.

I don’t know whether to laugh, cry, or break out the 20D D20 (I just lost all my nerd cred).

Deep Thought

As I watched highlights of the Space Shuttle Discovery launch this morning, my first thought was a pretty typical “how cool is this.”

But my second thought was “You know, there’s gotta be more than a few people out there somewhere who think the shuttle is named ‘Discovery’ because it’s sponsored by the Discovery Channel.”

Media education has ruined me.

Oh Canada! I do!

It’s official. We Rock.

The house of commons voted 158-133 to support same-sex marriage, making Canada the 3rd country in the world to make the unions legal at a federal level.

And as much of a chump as I think Paul Martin can be, his quote on the issue sums up exactly how I feel about same-sex marriage, and really Canada in general.

The “vote is about the Charter of Rights,” said Martin. “We’re a nation of minorities and in a nation of minorities you don’t cherry-pick rights.”

And now that the gay marriage issue is taken care of, can we please work on that whole lack of TiVo thing?

Smells Like…. Ew.

The nature of my work schedule lately has me staying up a little later than usual. So I’ve been catching Letterman, and the beginning of Conan, for most of the week.

Last night, Dave brought out the Carnage.

Paul Anka was the musical guest. Which in and of itself isn’t horrible. Except he sang “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” It’s all a part of the publicity for his new album Rock Swings – which takes some of the most iconic rock songs of the 80′s and 90′s, and Anka-fies them.

Damn you Paul Anka, for bastardizing my youth! And double damn you for making it catchy as all hell! So if you see me lindy-hopping to “Eye of the Tiger,” you’ll know why.

And for this, he gets the Order of Canada.

Another 45

If you don’t currently peruse The Morning News at least once a week (especially the Non-Expert column), you’re definitely missing out.

Today they bring us 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover

Simon’s song, from 1975’s Still Crazy After All These Years, quotes some mysterious woman as saying there must be 50 ways to leave your lover, allowing lazy songwriter Simon to only offer five ways in the chorus: to “slip out the back, Jack; make a new plan, Stan; you don’t need to be coy, Roy; hop on the bus, Gus; just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.”

But what about escape routes for the world’s homosexual Daves? The world’s distraught Margos and emotionally damaged Bills? No worries, relationship-haters, this Non-Expert is happy to help fill the gap ol’ Rhymin’ Simon left 30 years ago…

Or you could just do what I do, and leave before they wake up in the morning….

That’s Hot

After days of hearing the hype, I just watched the Paris Hilton Carl’s Jr. commercial.

Meh.

For those not in the know, the commercial consists of Paris in a Bikini, washing a Bentley and chowing on a Carl’s Jr. burger of some sort.

She’s a pretty girl and all, but falls far short of that porn star look – which is what the commercial was based on. I guess she’s kindof necessary, since the tagline is “that’s hot” – but Carmen Electra, Jenna Jamieson, or Pam Anderson would’ve done a far superior job. Paris just ends up looking like a baby giraffe getting its legs.

I guess the burger’s hot, but Paris, in that commercial, is not.

How Indeed?

Shiz poses an interesting conundrum today. She had no idea that it was election day. She knew the election was coming up at some point… just not that it was today.

Some of us do not have/watch tv, and don’t like/read the trashy local newspapers. You cannot rely on media alone to inform us of things.

I was trying to think about how one would ever realize that an election was coming, without watching the local news or reading the local papers. I myself am a self-admitted media whore, so I typically devour that stuff (whether I believe it or not is an entirely different story).

So I tried thinking about any other ways the election has been promoted…

Candidate signs? I suppose those are a hint, but “I didn’t even know an election was CALLED – even though I saw signs everywhere, thinking it was advance campaigning – until someone mentioned it in passing.” I guess they don’t exactly have the date on them…

Internet News? No… that’s just an electronic reprint of the newspapers.

The bajillion flyers that were dropped in mailboxes? I guess a lot of people just throw those out like so much junk mail without actually looking at what’s on them.

Telephone Pollsters? Not everyone gets called. I only got one phone call through the entire campain – usually I end up getting 6 or 7 at least.

Word of Mouth? I guess that all depends on whose mouths you’re listening to.

I’m officially stumped.

Are there any other ways to publicize an election? Should there be? I know a ton of my co-workers had no idea (until I informed them) that they were voting on BC-STV – so obviously the word is just NOT GETTING OUT.

At what point does the issue change from inadequate promotion/publicity/awareness to one of a person’s choice to be ingnorant? (Note: Shiz appears to be far from ignorant – I wish that were the case for so many others I know.)

Happy Voting Day

Today’s provincial election day in Beautiful BC, so to any Canadian citizens who’ve lived here for the last 6 months: PLEASE GO VOTE. You have until 8:00PM PDT tonight.

Find your local riding and voting place, as well as registration information at elections.bc.ca

You’ll also have the opportunity to vote for change in our current electoral system. You can either vote Yes or No for the Single Transferrable Vote – info available at the Citizens’ Assembly on Electoral Reform website. There’s also a nifty bit of flash (about 3 minutes long) explaining how STV would work.

Remember, the privilege of democracy comes with certain responsibilities. One of those is participation in elections. So show up, vote for the candidate and system that you feel are right, or spoil your ballots entirely. Just please go and be counted. Your future thanks you.

Day of Mourning

Quick reminder that today is the Provincial Day of Mourning for workers who have been killed on the job.

Also a note that safety at work isn’t just a concern for those in manual labour or trade jobs. There’s plenty of danger right here on the mean streets of the big city. We are trying to do more with less, and it’s tempting to get lazy about safety while doing it. Workplace violence is increasing at frightening levels.

For the Logger who drove his truck off the road.
For the Waitress who ended up with lung cancer due to 2nd hand smoke.
For the Office Clerk gunned down by a co-worker going postal.
For the Restaurant Manager stabbed trying to protect one of his staff from a man wielding a knife.
For the School Crossing guard run over trying to keep children safe.
For the Police Officers & Firefighters who put their lives on the line every day.

For you, the ones you love, and the ones that love you back.

Stay safe.

Minority Report

I’m the first to admit that I don’t pay as much attention to politics as I could.

But all of this hooplah around the Federal budget and the potential vote of non-confidence seems to have people riled up for what I think is no good reason. I think we’ve been used to having majority governments for far too long.

When there’s a majority government, we show up, we vote, and we get to sit back for about four years because the ruling party is then going to do whatever they want without much regard for anyone or anything else. It’s lazy politics, it promotes corruption and alternate agendas, and I’ve really had about enough of it.

With a minority government, the ruling party needs to win the support of other parties or MPs, or risk being ousted. Nobody wants an election every six months, so compromise is in everyone’s best interest. When there’s a minority government, constituents need to talk to their MPs to let them know what they do and don’t support. MPs need to ensure that their party has a firm stance on what is negotiable and what isn’t. Parliament as a whole needs to come together to pass bills & budgets that have been through real debate – not the yelling across the house that has no consequence because the majority party will push everything through on their agenda anyway.

In my opinion, that’s how government is supposed to work.

On May 17th, I’ll be showing up to vote YES for STV on the provincial ballot, and hoping for a minority provincial government. I think the parties could use a little tempering from eachother, and if it’s true that STV usually results in minority governments, I really can’t see that as a bad thing going forward.