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Tag: ‘Pop Culture’



Captain Trips

Friday, May 1st, 2009

It’s official.  I’m over the swine flu thing.

I don’t mean that I contracted the illness and recovered.  I mean that I’m over the non-stop media frenzy over the disease in which not a single one of the media outlets is actually reporting what anyone with half a brain can tell: NO ONE KNOWS WHAT’S ACTUALLY GOING ON.

Cue, for example, the jumble of headlines I saw this morning on my way into the office.  The New York Times was reporting that the virus appears to be slowing down.  USA Today, however, screamed that the World Health Organization was moving the pandemic level up another number.  “It’s a 5!  It’s almost a 6!  That’s the highest number there is!  They might have to invent a 7 just for this disease!”

Several of the more sensible (cue finger quotes) outlets are beginning to run the story that the hysteria about swine flu might just be far worse than the disease itself.

I had a real wall-banger moment the other day when I saw that Israeli politician Yakov Litzman suggested that the name “swine flu” was inappropriate because of the swine=not kosher connection (a couple of the more politically correct news orgs ran headlines, “Is the name ‘swine flu’ offensive to Jews and Muslims?”), and suggested instead that the flu be named the “Mexican flu.”  Because it’s apparently better to offend Mexicans than Jews or Muslims.

(For the record, the Jews and Muslims that I work with were all rolling their eyes over that one.  “It’s not like you’re impure if you catch the disease just because it’s named for a pig!”)

Even better is this little ditty from Qatar Airways:

Qatar Airways requires that all operating crew wear masks on flights from the United States – namely daily services from New York, Washington DC and Houston.

The airline has taken additional mandatory measures for all 1,100 flight deck and 3,400 cabin crew to be vaccinated against influenza to limit the risk of contamination to passengers and staff. The flu vaccine is a protective measure and only protects against a certain strain of flu, not swine flu, which is at the centre of the current health concerns.

Passengers on Qatar Airways’ flights originating from the US to Doha are being issued with masks upon boarding and advised to wear them inflight. In addition, all Qatar Airways’ customer contact staff in the United States and at Doha International Airport are required to wear masks.

Seriously.  How about giving all of the passengers little bottles of Purell and towlettes to wipe themselves down with, given the number of surfaces on your standard airliner that test positive for fecal bacteria?

None of this is to belittle the illness itself–the cousin of a friend of mine was among the first fatalities in Mexico City, and the family has been quarantined by the Ministry of Health.  There are people out there dying from it.  If as much attention were being paid to the treatment of the disease as to, say, semantincs and hokey “preventative measures,” the pandemic could be nearly over.

It’s like the entire world is waiting for The Stand to happen in real life.  (Which leads me to another riff: Considering that he’s pretty much the epitome of pop culture, Stephen King is really bad at inventing pop culture in his own novels.  In The Stand, for example, the popular name given to the strand of the superflu that wipes out humanity is “Captain Trips” — oh, no!  The Captain and Tenille are killing everyone! — and one of the main characters has a top 40 hit called “Baby, Can You Dig Your Man?”  Yes, the book was originally written in the 70s, but I have a hard time imagining that any of this was culturally relevant even then.)

Another friend announced that she was retiring to her bedroom with a bottle of wine and planned to watch all 8 hours of the miniseries in order to dodge the flu.  I don’t know if it’ll work as a preventative, but it will answer the question, “Whatever happened to Corin Nemec?”

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I Can Has Ur Country?

Monday, June 18th, 2007

As a pop culture maven, I should probably be embarrassed to admit that I must have been in the bathroom or something when the whole “I can has Cheezburger?” thing suddenly hit the Internet. I do have a low tolerance for bad grammar, even when it’s in jest.

However, Will sent me a link to LOLHamas, which makes the stupidity going on in Gaza look even stupider (more stupid? Jezus, the effect this is having on my own grammar is appalling). And I’m all for that…

Random Round-up

Tuesday, February 6th, 2007

I did one of these recently, but there have just been so many fun headlines recently that I can’t resist.

Ted Haggard has been certified 100% heterosexual.

That’s right, boyses and girlses. The disgraced ex-leader of a mega-church-plex in Colorado who stepped down after admitting to doing the nasty with a male escort (after trying to say he just bought crystal meth off the guy – because in evangelical land, that’s more acceptable) has been cured of his homosinuality after just four months of therapy. Praise Almighty Bob*!

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He swears up and down that he was just acting out, and that it only happened that one time … in the bedroom, on the stairs, the porch swing, the bathtub …

If that’s what this guy needs to believe to sleep at night … what a jackass.

*Bob is the god of high fructose breakfast cereals and bad plot twists.

Nearly 1 million Easy Bake Ovens have been recalled due to fire hazard.

Future Homosexuals of America has set up a 1-800 support line for young boys who are having problems coping and have no future faghags to discuss their feelings with.

Going into space makes you a little bit crazy.

Seriously. This one is just a little bit weird …

Governor Perry actually did something.

Seriously. I’m astonished that he knows anything other than what the state budget for his hair care products is.

Even more astonishing: he did something fairly progressive and wants to mandate that all middle-school age girls should be vaccinated against HPV. Of course, he did it the wrong way — he signed an Executive Order and has run up against loads of opposition from the Lege (that’s Texas-speak for “Legislature”) already – he signed the thing on Friday and there have already been loads of press conferences and complaints.

They’ll discuss it, send it through committee, and probably attach some anti-gay provision to it just for good measure before it goes up for a vote, but I’m just impressed that Governor Good Hair actually took a step toward … anything … on his own.

I so wish Molly Ivins were here to see this — if there’s an afterlife, I’m sure she’s already got her column set up and has some priceless things to say about all of this.

And that’s Tuesday.

Musical Interlude

Thursday, November 16th, 2006

I was goofing off this afternoon, work not being such an option because a morning visit to a local school wore me out (there’s nothing like keeping up with 4th graders to make one feel old). Then there was a staff lunch, and the Thanksgiving theme meant that turkey was a large part of the menu, with the usual food coma that follows.

So, I was goofing about on YouTube, and I found a music video for one of my very favorite songs – “Δεν μπορώ,” a song by the Greek musician Alkinoos Ioannides, whom I mentioned a few posts back. The title means “I can’t.”

It’s not the highest quality music video – after all, Greece is a relatively small country and the video was probably only shown a couple of times. Even though the song is ten years old, and Alkinoos didn’t write it himself, it’s still one of my favorite songs of his. Once I found a full translation of the lyrics (my Greek is only so good), I liked it even more.

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Δεν μπορώ
Να γλιστρούσες στο σκοτάδι,
να πετούσες σαν αερικό…
Θα πεθάνω αυτό το βράδυ,
θα πεθάνω αν δε σε δω.

Με γλυκό κρασί θα γίνω
αργοναύτης να ‘ρθω να σε βρω.
Να σε ανταμώσω λίγο
στης ψυχής μου το βυθό.

Δεν μπορώ,ο χειμώνας με πληγώνει,
άλλο πια δεν μπορώ…
Δεν μπορώ,την αυλή μου καίει το χιόνι,
άλλο πια δεν μπορώ…

Είσαι τ’άγγιγμα του ανέμου
που μου ξαφνιάζει το κορμί.
Δε σε χόρτασα ποτέ μου,
όλα ήταν μια στιγμή.

Να γλιστρούσες στο σκοτάδι,
να πετούσες σαν αερικό…
Θα πεθάνω αυτό το βράδυ,
θα πεθάνω αν δε σε δω.

Στίχοι: Νίκος Ζούδιαρης
Μουσική: Νίκος Ζούδιαρης

I Can’t
If only you could slip through the darkness
if only you could fly like a fairy…
I will die this night
I will die if I don’t see you.

With sweet wine I will become
a sailor of Argo to come and find you
To meet you for a while
in the depths of my soul.

I can’t stand it, winter is hurting me
I can’t stand it anymore
I can’t stand it, snow burns my back yiard
I can’t stand it anymore

You are the touch of wind
that surprises my body
I never had enough of you,
everything was a moment.

If only you could slip through the darkness
if only you could fly like a fairy…
I will die this night
I will die if I don’t see you.

Lyrics: Nikos Zoudiaris
Music: Nikos Zoudiaris

Thanks to the folks at Sitxoi.info for the lyrics and translation.

It’s a rather melancholy song, and before anyone asks, no I don’t know who the guy they keep cutting to at random intervals is…

Enjoy.

Sir Elton Has Spoken

Monday, November 13th, 2006

Whenever I’m feeling uninspired, the “weird news” section on MyYahoo! always gives me something to think about.

Today, I see that Sir Elton John has decided to issue a fatwa on organized religion. He has decided that it needs to be banned because it promotes homophobia and turns some people into “hateful lemmings.” Sir Elton has been remarkably silent about what sort of awful influence out there causes people to refer to others as “hateful lemmings.” Inquiring minds want to know.

As much as I do enjoy the rantings of Sir Elton, I must admit that there were a couple of things that happened on Sunday that made me wonder if he hasn’t got a point.

I was engaged in my usual Sunday morning chat with my folks (which I do on my cell phone because long distance calls are free), and I had wandered into the back yard while I was talking to pick up a few things that Mocha had decided to haul out there to chew on, and then I stayed out there for the duration of the conversation because Ray was watching television and he likes his TV loud.

When I came back in, Ray told me that we’d had the missionaries come by, and I missed it. They were missionaries from one of those faiths that has “Thou shalt spread the Word to the ignorant door to door at inconvenient hours of the morning so as to catch them before they leave for the day” as one of its central commandments. You know the ones I’m talking about.

Since we have a sign on the door that says “No Soliciting,” Ray elected not to answer, feeling as I do that if one isn’t entirely certain that the sign applies to them, it’s an indication that it almost certainly does. Also, the last time I opened the door for a couple of missionaries, one of them was an elderly woman who needed a walker and I felt kind of guilty about saying, “I’m sorry,” and slowly closing the door on them. I blame them for putting me in that situation.

I got off track for a moment there. Where was I? Oh, yes. So, whichever group it was slipped one of their educational fliers in the door jamb and went off in search of other people who might be home (since it’s Sunday morning, clearly only sinners would be at home and not at church, right? I just got that).

The flier was one of those usual kinds of religious treatises, printed on cheap paper (but in four-color — clearly this outfit has some money), describing the joys of getting to know Jesus Christ (as interpreted by our pastor, Jesus being unable to speak for himself), and the wonders that God will bring into your life. Oh, and homosexuals are evil.

Seriously, it was right there. A total non-sequitur. God is great, Jesus loves you, gays are evil. I guess it’s a good thing that Ray didn’t answer the door.

At some point later in the morning, while trying valiantly to save my iPod from what I’m afraid is becoming a more and more certain death, I logged on to Audible.com because I needed to retrieve some audiobooks that I bought in order to reload them (My carpool has been going through withdrawal because we haven’t heard an installment of Shantaram in some time). Right there on Audible’s front page was an ad for a book by someone I will describe as a pseudo-scholar, the latest in a series of books he’s written decrying the evils and misdeeds of “the world’s most intolerant religion.” (He’s referring to Islam. You’ll forgive me if, as a gay man living in Texas, that wasn’t immediately obvious to me.)

I’ve heard of this guy before — it’s hard to work in my field and not be aware of people like him — and he’s published all sorts of books that are designed to let everyone in the West know that Muslims are actively plotting to come into your home, dictate your personal lives to you, and probably re-decorate your houses with something outdated and made of burlap while they’re at it. It’s worth noting that he didn’t publish his first book on this particular topic until 2002, when there was a ready-made audience of people in the West who had already decided to hate the Islamic world and needed reasons to back it up.

Having worked in the Islamic world, I can’t say that Muslims are more or less tolerant or intolerant than anyone else (see: I’m gay and live in Texas — both here and abroad, it’s a constant choice as to whether or not to be open about it, and here and abroad if I don’t think there’s a cogent reason for people to know I keep my mouth shut). There are plenty of intolerant Muslims out there, don’t get me wrong. But there’s also some intolerant Christians, a few intolerant Jews, and a couple of intolerant Hindus out there. How could one possibly prove that one group is more intolerant than another?

In fact, anyone with the slightest knowledge of how quantifiable social science works knows that there’s no possible way to back up statements like “[insert name of faith we don't like here] is the most intolerant religion in the world.” As a general rule, “experts” on TV and in the media who use superlatives (“most,” “best,” “worst,” “bloodiest”) are making it up on the spot. You can’t prove a statement like:

  • Homosexuals are the most depraved, perverted …
  • Muslims are the most intolerant …
  • Christians have the highest moral standards of any religious community …

It doesn’t work that way. It’s a dead giveaway that says, “I have an agenda and am promoting it.” I know this because I am the world’s foremost expert on bullshit. (Prove me wrong.)

This all relates back to Sir Elton’s theory of organized religion as bad. I don’t know that I think that all organized religion is bad, but I certainly think that there are a lot of people out there who hate people who don’t subscribe to their vision of God-as-love.

It’s a little weird to me: I mean, if you were going to try to spread a vision of love, wouldn’t you want to be, I dunno, nice? Did the people who left that lovely flier in our door honestly think that we were going to run out and scream, “Oh, we don’t want to be gay anymore! Save us!” Does this guy think his book is going to be picked up in the Islamic world and suddenly all 1.2 billion Muslims will say to themselves, “Oh, I didn’t know that! Hey, where’s the nearest Christian evangelist? I want to be saved!!” Does al-Qaeda honestly believe that the world’s 2 billion Christians get closer to the verge of saying their shahadas and embracing Islam with each passing car bomb in Baghdad?

Of course not. They’re using organized religion as a way to decide that they’re better than everyone else, so that they can feel better about themselves. If we all practiced the same religion the same way, you can bet that someone would figure out a way to create a heirarchy (“Yes, God loves us all equally. He just loves me more equally than he does you”).

The simple fact is that religion is just a tool for quality of life. Unfortunately, as Sir Elton has pointed out, there are a number of people out there in the world right now who are using it as a tool to make themselves feel better about their own quality of life by proclaiming for all to hear that others have less quality of life because they live a certain lifestlye or practice a different religion. Methinks that some of these groups doth protest a little too much …

This has been your Monday morning sermon. Go and be fruitful amongst the things. And for the sake of God / Allah / Buddha / Brahman / Almighty Bob … be nice to each other for a change.

 

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