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Saturday, October 1, 2011

Simon Said!







"RIP News Consumer -  Dumbed down to death!"


I love that one....but...but...


Why should it apply to only 'News Consumers', and not 'Consumers-in-general?"

Let's consider one media that can be both an educational God-Send, and a boil on the butt of mankind:  Television.  Reality Television, in particular, and many "How-To" shows will follow a close second place.


After an American Idol (now X-Factor) show, for example, I hear people on the streets quoting Simon Cowell's critiques, word-for-word.  I will ask them, "OK, now that we know what 'Simon Said', without using HIS words, what is YOUR opinion?  Did you like the singer / song BEFORE you heard his critique, and did you change your mind after you heard him speak?  I'm guessing you did just that! "  You cannot possibly imagine the blank looks I get.  I can look into that blank space (their minds) for miles... and miles... and miles.  Ya know?


Have you ever watched "Sell This House"-type show on HGTV?  Any remodeling show, or a show where an individual is either buying or selling a house is a good example of my next point.


Mr. Simon Cowell (and many others!) have "America by the balls", and he is loving it.  He is just grabbing a handful, and steering this country which ever way his little heart desires, and like leading a bull by the ring in his nose, the American pubic (and many other countries, as far as that is concerned) will follow along without questioning.  The hosts of these shows can say ANYTHING, and millions of lazy individuals will just 'take their word for it', rather than take the time and energy to insert their own values, morals and individual tastes.    The absolutely scary part is that the public will not only listen to these individuals, and they will believe them, but they will readily substitutes the host's values for their own.  Puppet, anyone?


In the mornings while he is getting ready for work, Mark watches many of these remodeling, repair and  'house for sale' shows.  If I have to walk into the living room to speak to him about normal daily events, I inevitably hear some part of one of these shows.  Incidentally, it is at that point that I threaten to throw a hammer through the television if he doesn't watch something a little more educational, but this is just me over here .... digressing!


While we're on the subject, another related bug that crawls up my ass is when I hear someone on one of these shows say, "I don't want to buy that house, because the bathroom is the wrong color!"  I am screaming into the other room (because I can't stand to be in the same room as a television that is blaring that crap!), "GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND GRAB A PAINT BRUSH!"


The second chapter of that book is how inflamed my 'roids get when I hear the words "creepy", "odd", "weird".  Those words, folks, pertain to your individual levels, and they mean absolutely nothing to me.  Those words are individual filters that you, yourselves, have installed in your brains, and have no bearing whatsoever in my world, except to piss me the Hell off.  It is your point of view - not mine.


Consider, for example, this next photo:






I was walking through the St. Louis Zoo this past fall when a child - probably aged 7 - 9 ran up to an enclosure that housed the Okapi's.


For more information on the Okapi's:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Okapi


I overheard the child yelling back to his mother, "I don't like IT.  IT's CREEPY!"


There are so many things wrong with that statement that I don't which issue I should address first!


Let's start with "IT".  In this language (English), a pencil or a book is an "It". An animal usually has a sex, making him or her a HIM or a HER - not an "IT".  The word "IT" used in that context offends me to no end. I won't even address how lovely I feel inside when I hear someone referring to their child as a "IT", and I hear that all too often!  In any other language (Spanish, etc), even pencils and books are male or female.


"Creepy".   Baby, who told you that a 100% completely natural, beautiful creation is "Creepy'?  These lovely creatures have been here sometimes millions of years before the first human-looking being walked on the face of the planet!"   I wanted to grab him and say, "Look, you are young enough to change your way of thinking RIGHT NOW - before you become a carbon copy of your lazy, dumbed-down parents.  You need to understand that NO natural creation is 'creepy', but that parent that taught you that value might be so!"


The moral of this story:
Don't be lazy.... Don't allow yourselves to be 'Dumbed Down'.  Expend a 'little' energy, and SMART UP!


I'm gong to the Memorial service this afternoon for Mr. Bob Cassilly.  Bob thought outside every box possible. He was strong willed enough to fight every (political, conservative, lazy, bureaucratic) demon that dared to step between Bob and his dreams.  


Bob's spirit was a little too invincible, but I will be willing to place any amount you ask on a wager that if he was asked, "If you had a choice, which would you choose:  To die while being lazy, and being brain-washed while sitting in an arm chair watching a television show that was created to make you even lazier, or to die while actively pursuing your dreams, and creating something beautiful?"  If you, dear reader, select the lazier route, I will be force to reenact the freezer scene in "Rocky Horror Picture Show", where Frank-n-furter comes out of the freezer, cleaning his hands off (after hacking Meatloaf to death!), looking a bit perplexed as to why the other people in the room are starring at him with horrified looks on their faces, and he says, "What?  It was a mercy killing - really!"


- Michael

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Booker T & The MGs - "Meditation"

For whatever reason, Facebook / YouTube are misbehaving at the moment.

At any rate.....

Clip of the day:

"Meditation" by Booker T & The MGs.
This song accurately represents my mood today, "Melancholy, but I like balls with my melancholy!"
I like the sauce at 2:04, and the full-throttle at 2:27, accompanied by the brass.
Even though I still have a beef with him, he's still in front of the pack.
(His show at this year's Blues Fest in St. Louis left a bad taste in my mouth!)


This is one of the songs that I truly want played at my memorial service. I'll post another tomorrow.



I will dedicate this one to you, Bob (Cassilly). Here's to you! Thanks for bucking the system, challenging adversary, and for making dreams and visions a reality.

- Michael





Becoming a bit unbalanced...City Museum.... Steel Magnolias (Here - take HER!)

Sometime during the past weekend (Friday, Sept 23 - Sun, Sept 25, 2011), Bob Cassilly, the founder and creative force behind St. Louis' City Museum was found dead in the cabin of a bulldozer that had rolled down a hillside.  This accident occurred at "Cementland", a vision and creation that Bob had been working on for the past 10 yrs.

Bob's CementLand:

More photos:

http://blogs.riverfronttimes.com/dailyrft/2011/09/cementland_bob_cassilly_photos.php

Bob has many sculptures around the USA:


Sea Lion Fountains • St. Louis Zoo, 1999
Mysterious Monarch and Lopatapillar • Faust Park, 1998
Hippopotamus Park • Central Park, New York City, 1997
Turtle Park • Forest Park, 1996
Hippo Playground • Riverside Park, New York City, 1993
Six Lighted Entry Markers • St. Louis Galleria, 1991
Marlin Perkins Bust • St. Louis Zoo, 1987

and many others.



The following link will direct you to one of my blogs about the work of art that most St. Louisians hold dear, the "City Museum".  Bob always hated the word "Museum", because of the very non-accurate image of a sterile institution that might be going through your head.:
http://mrtoadslivingoutloud.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-my-favorite-adventures-city.html

I am having a difficult time with this loss.  Bob was my mentor.  He had the strength, power and a driving vision to create things that many nonbelievers thought impossible, or they were just too damned lazy to think about it **at all**.  I am from the proverbial "same school" that Bob attended!  Many of the articles about Bob that have been written in the past few days say Bob never lost the curiosity of a child.  I am told that on a continuing basis throughout my life, and I have always considered it as a compliment.  To lose the mental flexibility of a child is to suffer from adult constrictions.  That isn't living life, folks. That is "self-inflicted mental prison".  Bob was the bright star that I hitched my wagon to.  He helped to pave the way for people who think "way outside the box".  It isn't easy to live an "outside the box" life, when I am surrounded by people who LOVE the constrictions that they have assigned to themselves.  HOWEVER.... If it wasn't for  people like THAT (constricted... controlling.... lazy.... leveling...), I would have one less thing to be thankful for!  I am thankful that I have been SPARED such a life. I didn't say "Delivered".  Mind you, it is better to be "delivered", than to be living such a life.  However, the greatest gift of all is to be SPARED that life.  If you will look at the rest of my family, as an example that is all-too-close to me, you will see how I have been spared rather than delivered.

Nevertheless, I am more than a bit bitter about losing Bob.  He was a rare gem, indeed.

Why, oh, why, are the GOOD, talented, creative forces being quickly pecked off the planet, one-by-one, and we are left with maggots eating at our lives?

Refer to 00:50 - 1:20 in this video.  This is what I am saying to God. I am grabbing one of the still-living, less desirable characters on this planet (and there are a ***LOT*** of them in our daily lives!), and I am saying, "Here, God - take HER!  Leave Bob here with us, and take a whack at HER! Don't pass up this opportunity of a lifetime!"

From the first second to the last, I feel the way the ladies do in this video, especially
 M'Lynn and Clariee's parts:


I believe the wheels of justice have been tilted a bit in the favor of lazy characters who do absolutely nothing to uplift and beautify the world.  In fact, much in the same fashion as "If I am doing something that makes me a lesser person, and I stand next to a shining beacon, it makes me look bad", those individuals hate the efforts of those who do, and will do anything to diminish or level our  efforts.

This is why I often choose to be alone.  Being alone feels better than being around maggots who try to level and diminish, if you know what I mean.

I can list names with blitzkrieg speed - please don't force me to do so.  I am just wondering why I can't grab some of those individuals by the collar and say, "Here, God!  Hit HER!  Hit Her!  Do mankind a favor!  Take her out!" - and please - leave the talented, bright, energetic beacons SHINING.


For more stories about Bob Cassilly, do a simple Google search on "Bob Cassilly", "City Museum St. Louis", "Cementland", or click here:

http://www.bing.com/search?q=bob+cassilly+cementland&go=&qs=AS&sk=AS1&pq=bob+cassilly+&sp=2&sc=4-13&form=QBLH

- Michael