Slowly Going Bald

"Look, we're gonna spend half the night driving around the Hills looking for this one party, and you're gonna say it sucks, and we're all gonna leave and we're gonna go look for this other party. But all the parties and all the bars, they all suck. I spend half the night talking to some girl who's looking around the room to see if there's someone who's more important she should be talking to, and it's like I'm supposed to be all happy 'cause she's wearing a backpack."

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Thanks, NFL, For Thinking Of The Kids

I'd like to take just a brief moment to extend warmest wishes and deepest thanks to the NFL, who censored several lyrics from the Rolling Stones' halftime show at Sunday's Super Bowl XL.

We live in a dangerous time, and it's not going too far to trim a lyric here or there to ensure a family-safe viewing environment. I applaud the NFL's decision. Their bravery turned what would have been a grotesque display of elderly men into merely a lamentable one that was safe for family audiences.

Other family-oriented moments from the broadcast included Jessica Simpson pouting her lips and feeding pizza to a 12-year-old boy and numerous beer commercials extolling the camaraderie alcohol gives to people, especially the added benefit of including children in the drinking. [Check out the ads here.]

Thanks again, guys. I'm sure your actions are motivated by the interests of the nation's families, and are in no way influenced by giant, faceless corporations. Kudos.

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I think what's even more funny than the NFL censorship is the fact that CNN found itself incapable of printing the actual censored lyrics in a story that was apparently criticizing the NFL's actions. "A synonym for rooster"? Come on.

By Anonymous, at 9:19 PM, February 07, 2006

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...a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces....

O waste of loss, in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars on this most weary unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?

O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again.

--Look Homeward, Angel

Conservatives are not necessarily stupid, but most stupid people are conservatives.

--John Stuart Mill

We have all read in scientific books, and indeed, in all romances, the story of the man who has forgotten his name. This man walks about the streets and can see and appreciate everything; only he cannot remember who he is. Well, every man is that man in the story. Every man has forgotten who he is. One may understand the cosmos, but never the ego; the self is more distant than any star. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God; but thou shalt not know thyself. We are all under the same mental calamity; we have all forgotten our names. We have all forgotten what we really are. All that we call common sense and rationality and practicality and positivism only means that for certain dead levels of our life we forget that we have forgotten. All that we call spirit and art and ecstasy only means that for one awful instant we remember that we forget.

--G.K. Chesterton

We were, for the briefest of moments, something greater than the sum of our uncertain parts; we were youth itself, in all its painful glory and sharp joy.

--August Van Zorn

There is a time in the lives of most writers when they are vulnerable, when the vivid dreams and ambitions of childhood seem to pale in the harsh sunlight of what we call the real world. In short, there's a time when things can go either way.

--Stephen King

Film lovers are sick people.

--Francois Truffaut

Slowly Going Bald

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Thanks, NFL, For Thinking Of The Kids

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