I’m really starting to resent members of the current Republican administration saying they speak for me. It’s a completely audacious claim. I didn’t vote for them. I don’t agree with them. They don’t speak for me. They should check the settings on their mindreading equipment because they certainly aren’t getting the correct readings from me.
It boggles my mind how they continually brush off any criticism and never acknowledge there is a dissenting opinion to their worldview. Actually, there are several differing opinions, but whenever I check the news or Twitter I see someone rambling that they are “the voice of the people,” or that “there will be a revolution,” or “violence” or some other such nonsense.
If you win an election by negative three million votes and have a disapproval rate of 60 percent you can’t claim to be the voice of the people.
I love the theory that only “coastal elites” dissent from the administration’s positions. I live far from any ocean and almost make enough money to be considered middle class. It takes me about two hours to get to the Lake Erie coast in the ’98 Toyota Avalon I purchase for $1,200 with nearly 190,000 miles on it. What about that says “coastal elite”?
I was livid when I read an Op-Ed from Congressman Bill Johnson in my local paper saying that everyone is benefiting from the TCJA and anything opposing it was “fake news.”
I responded to him on Twitter, “The TCJA barely made a difference in my paycheck and according to a recent article* has done nothing to increase wages or the standard of living for most Americans.
Are you going to ignore my story? Is my life ‘fake news’?”
He still hasn’t replied to my question.
What I find most confusing are the fans who can’t wrap their heads around why anyone wouldn’t be madly in love with President Trump. Were they asleep for the past 8 years? Did they forget the Obama years already? Did they think because he wasn’t a foreign-born Muslim that everyone would love him?**
To be honest, my dissent has nothing to do with any actions taken (or refrained from) by the chief executive. It’s mainly that I’m a member of the opposing party. I’ve heard people say this makes me a brainwashed mindless sheep and that there is no difference between the two major parties, but there are many easy-to-notice differences between Democrats and Republicans and my political beliefs and values align more closely with those of the former. For good or ill.
I never really understood why people had to believe Obama was Muslim or Kenyan to justify their hatred of him. Nowadays everyone is perfectly comfortable hating Democrats.
I’m not trying to say that my beliefs are better than anyone else’s, just that they’re different from some peoples.
And I’m not sure how I should go about ending this. I didn’t really have anything to say, I just wanted you to know that when you look at what’s going on in my country, my state, my city; it doesn’t reflect what I think or believe. It doesn’t reflect what a lot of other people believe. Hell, it doesn’t even reflect what the majority of people believe.
Even if some will swear the opposite.
*My local paper’s website is horrible so I wasn’t able to find the article I was referring. I’m sure it’s easy to find those that support my claim. And, to me, what’s worse is that I’m living it and this asshole doesn’t care.
**Will someone please invent a sarcasm punctuation symbol already?
I like to think it’s because I’m such a great writer that people are coming to read my thoughts on music and politics. Of course, what’s really happening is that people type stupid shit into Google and end up here.
After reading Lebrain’s posts about what search terms lead to his site I thought it would be fun to share what leads people to The Audible Stew.
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I sure hope Joe Strummer sees this and gives me a shout out! That would do wonders for my blog stats!
Wait… what? Oh…
I really need to do a better job of keeping up with celebrity news.
(25 November 1997, Nothing/Interscope)
I’m not a huge collector of CDs and DVDs. As such, I don’t have a huge number of shelves and other areas to store them. This posed a bit of a problem when my last girlfriend was moving in and trying to find space for her movie collection on my tiny storage rack. A friend from work had given it to me several years ago when I moved and it’s served me well ever since. It has enough space that the bottom is nothing but Daniel Tiger and Peppa Pig DVDs for my daughter. But when Darcy moved in it wasn’t nearly enough for both of our collections.
The obvious solution was to remove a few of my ‘questionable for children’ movies and put them in the less-visible entertainment stand cupboard. I suggested moving the GG Allin documentary Hated, GWAR’s Ultimate Video Gwarchive and Nine Inch Nails’ Closure to that area. My daughter hasn’t taken any interest in this sort of thing yet, but it’s good to be proactive.
It seemed like a good idea and we were able to make enough room on the shelves for both of our collections. Nevermind that she replaced Closure with Scarface. I think that’s a step in the right direction.
I’ve always loved the music video format and Nine Inch Nails were definitely at the top of the game. They were edgy, artsy, creative and controversial all rolled into one. The best part of this double VHS package is the tape that features all of their videos up to that point (with the exception of “Burn” from the Natural Born Killers soundtrack and “Gave Up” from the unreleased Broken movie).
Some of these videos I was familiar with from MTV and other stations: “Closer,” “The Perfect Drug,” “Head Like A Hole.” I even saw “Pinion” late one night. But a lot of these weren’t made to be aired on American TV. I was blown away by the strap-on clad, joint smoking guys in “Sin” and just a little disturbed by the torture machine in “Happiness in Slavery.” Throw in the musical snippets and electrocuting an elephant footage between the videos and you have the best music video collection ever released.
The other tape wasn’t nearly as good as I remembered. Which was strange considering this was one of the biggest musical influences on me during my teen years. Sure, there’s plenty of cool stuff on there: Backstage antics and destruction, celebrity/tourmate cameos featuring Lou Reed, Marilyn Manson, Jim Rose and David Bowie and live performances. Maybe in the DVD age, 60 minutes isn’t long enough for something like this and I would just like to have some more.
There are some great performances, “Terrible Lie,” “The Only Time,” and the “Hurt” duet with David Bowie are all great, but “Down in It” and “Something I Can Never Have” fall short. Plus, I’m unsure why “Wish” should appear on this tape when it appears on the other as both a live video and the official video. I guess I just would have liked to have seen more.
The best part is that we now live in the age of Youtube and all I have to do to see footage from early NIN shows, Lollapalooza or interviews is to open a tab on my browser and click down the rabbit hole. That’s never the same as having a nice physical copy of a video album. And this is one I’ll always cherish.
(I was going to post the NSFW “Happiness in Slavery,” but that’s not available on Youtube.)
I’ve often heard the refrain “you can’t do anything without offending someone.” At first, I just shrugged it off as people being assholes and saying offensive things. I’ve never had much of a problem with it. But lately, I’ve noticed a few cases of political correctness run amok. I like to think of myself as a progressive and generally go with the flow, but there are a few terms I think it’s a shame we have whitewashed.
I mean, we used to be able to call people Nazis, Klansmen and racists. Now we have to call them “alt-right” or “White Nationalists.” It just doesn’t have the same gravitas to it. I mean, maybe we should get rid of Nazi as no one is actively plotting genocide (that we know of), but if you’re wearing a white robe with a pointy hat you’re a Klansman.
And the word ‘racist’ seems to have taken on the same air for whites as the N-word has for blacks. I’ve never seen white people get so offended at being called anything. We have our own racial epithets like ‘honkey,’ ‘birdshit’ and ‘peckerwood,’ but none of them ever elicited the same outrage as ‘spick,’ ‘chink’ or ‘nigger.’
Now people get pissed off about it. Someone will tell you that they never go to a certain Hardees because they have black cooks or that they’re voting for Trump because black on black violence makes it harder for them to do their job getting signatures on petitions, but when you call them racist they’re ready to fight you.
It’s so confusing.
We used to be able to call ignorant bigots like Archie Bunker buffoons, now we have to call them “Officer,” or “Your Honor” or “Mr. President.” It’s such a shame.
It’s weird that all these Trumpkins have such thin skin. Trump made his political name insulting President Obama. He has insulted all of his Republican rivals on the campaign trail, Senator John McCain, Pope Francis, NATO, The Department of Justice, the NFL, Justin Trudeau and one disabled reporter. You’d think a guy that dishes out the insults like that would be able to take them a little better. Oranges are known for their thick skin.
Everyone loved Trump for telling it like it is, but boy do they hate to see him called out.
But that’s a topic for another post.
I’m finally getting around to writing my SPOILER FREE review of Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom. It was a good flick. I was pleasantly surprised by the interesting and engaging the plot. The past four movies have all been “we’re stuck on an island with dinosaurs trying to eat us and we have to escape,” but this one finally has something different. I also liked that there were some different dinosaurs in this one. Not just super-genetically-mutated ones, but some based on actual dinosaurs that hadn’t made their film debuts.
Personally, I really enjoyed seeing the Ankylosaur. Oh shit, was that a spoiler? It’s the last one I promise.
The best part of the movie came toward the end when Tyrannosaurus Rex ate a guy and the little kid in front of me in the theater started giggling and said “Silly Dinosaur!” That was a priceless moment.
The second best part is that the actor who played Buffalo Bill in The Silence of the Lambs is in it. You’ll recognize him not only for his voice but also because his character is obsessed with killing and skinning dinosaurs to make a suit. “It puts the lotion on its scales or else I give a yank to its tail.”
I’m not going to tell you what happens to his poodle. No more spoilers!
Washington D.C. – President Trump returned from Helsinki on Tuesday, after spending several romantic days with his Russian counterpart Vladimir Putin. When asked about the shiner on his left eye he insisted he walked into an open door.
The truth was revealed later at a press conference.
“Putin is just under a lot of stress,” said the battered president. “He told me he’ll never do it again and I believe him. You don’t know the pressure he’s under. He has to run not just one country, but two. Do you really think I could do this without him?”
He then returned to the abused woman logic of insisting it was all his fault.
“Look, he started the meeting by saying I couldn’t ask him about Crimea and I did. It’s really all my fault for bringing up that subject as well as asking how we’re going to deal with this whole election meddling thing.”
While I’m sure to those reading this who are not in the US, UK or Ukraine this satirical article is very humorous, I can assure you to many of us in the US it is quite embarrassing.
(31 March 1998, 550, Epic)
A recent swimming trip with my daughter left me thinking about this album. I have the title all over my back! But it’s a good album to be thinking of. This is one that has survived numerous trips to the used record store to be sold. They never made an offer, but I liked it too much to send it to the Goodwill. So it’s remained in my collection.
It’s not the greatest album I own, but it’s far from the worst. It’s easy to lump Fuel in with all the other post-Grunge groups of the late nineties who only saw 15 minutes of fame, but Fuel has stuck with me through the years. Probably because my Mom loves them so much. But it could be that there’s some great songwriting here too.
“Shimmer” and “Sunburn” are both great tunes and obvious for singles. Both are the kind of semi-ballads that I can imagine listening to while dealing with a breakup.
What makes the album unique are the strange sounds that come in places like the into of “Bittersweet.” I have no idea what chord that is. The rest of the song is a great stereotypical hard rocker, but then it breaks to a really weird atmospheric guitar sound. There’s a great sense of balance there.
I’ve always loved “Jesus or a Gun.” It’ like American Psycho; there’s a message hidden in there. I have no idea what that message is, but I know it’s there.
Looking back on the singles it’s weird that these guys didn’t hit it big for another two years, but even the other tracks have some great stuff. I suppose a lot of it may come off as derivative though. A lot of other bands were doing stuff like this at the time. “It’s Come to This” makes me think of the Smashing Pumpkins for the experimental, atmospheric guitar tones. “Song For You” reminds me of Candlebox with the single-note intro. Not that Fuel was trying to ape these groups, it’s just a hazard of sharing a genre.
There are some other great hard rockers in there too. Opener “Untitled” is a great attention getter. “Ozone” is another that makes my ears perk up.
While some groups seemed to just jump aboard the grunge bandwagon as a way to fame, Sunburn scorches with authenticity. It’s not so much grungy as it is a solidly written album that just happened to be released when that was the sound you got.
You’d obviously be forgiven in 2018 for writing these guys off and not paying any attention, but you’d be missing out.