Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Cindy Sheehan quits

Cindy Sheehan, the woman who galvanized the antiwar movement by camping outside of President Bush's ranch in Crawford, Texas to demand an answer as to why her son died in Iraq, has quit. As she explains:
"Casey died for a country which cares more about who will be the next American Idol than how many people will be killed in the next few months while Democrats and Republicans play politics with human lives," she wrote. It is so painful to me to know that I bought into this system for so many years and Casey paid the price for that allegiance. I failed my boy and that hurts the most."
I saw Cindy Sheehan speak at a rally in DC almost two years ago. The impression she made on me was very deep. I, never one to trust American corporate news, had been very skeptical initially of this woman that the media was labeling as the face of the antiwar movement. But when I saw her and heard her speak, I was moved on a very personal level. This woman had lost her son because our government had lied. They lied to her, they lied to her son Casey, they lied to all of us. She decided to take her anger and her loss and turn into a cry for peace and justice. She didn't want to be elected to office, she didn't want money, she wanted this war to end. She wanted the liars responsible for starting it to be brought to justice.




Monday, May 21, 2007

So it looks like I won't be involved in the "Decameron, Revisited" as previously posted. I will instead be working in a Capital Fringe Fest show titled, "Telemonster". The showdates are July 25th, 27th, and 28th at the DC Art Center Theatre.

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My bike is in the shop till Wednesday. Lame, I know. The front breaks were squeaking horribly, and the fork kept bouncing whenever too much pressure was applied to the lever. No amount of adjusting or cleaning seemed to do anything, which probably means either the brake shoes are old and overused or the wheel is untrued. The shop I took it to was a definite last choice, "Spokes, Etc." in Vienna. Their mechanics are assholes, always talking to you like you know nothing about bikes and as if they have no time for you.

So while I do miss my steed, I turned my loss into an opportunity and walked to the metro this morning. It was a great day for it too, though no one else seemed to think so, evidenced by the lack of anyone else walking. I thought for a minute about all the people who drive to the metro even though it's so close to their houses, just because they can't stand a 30-minute walk, or are afraid of getting sweaty. But then I wondered if it was more than that. Maybe it's the status of driving everywhere that keeps people from trying alternatives. I mean, people in the Mclean/Falls Church area tend to be pretty wealthy, and they tend to have no shame in showing it off. An automobile is the perfect opportunity to do that. In a sane society, such vanity and waste would be chastised and those people shamed into walking, or biking, or (GASP!) taking the bus. But in the bizarro logic of the rich and mighty, being able to drive any kind of car for even a short distance is a way of showing off one's prosperity. And as anyone who's ever lived in NOVA, who isn't a total dooshbag (they do exist!) can tell you, the opportunity to put your wealth on display plays a big role in how people socialize around here.

Truly a shame. Because let me tell ya, if I had the money to spend on a "luxury" SUV, I'd buy one of these sweet babies right here.

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This was a disturbing bit of news off the British press today. I don't know what the hell the Army was thinking in concocting such a plan. Luring an adversary out of hiding under the guise of a truce in order to kill them is horribly dishonest. In fact, if I remember correctly, it was the same dirty ruse used in the film Braveheart by the pro-English barons to lure William Wallace out of hiding. Did Bush, or some lackey general, see that movie and think, "Hey! What a great idea!"? Were they aware that the spirit of the film implied that such actions are immoral?

Reading about a trick this dirty forces us to look at the occupation of Iraq in perspective. So often we've seen terrible images, or read horrific stories, of atrocities committed by one faction or other of an insurgency that seems to direct its rage in many directions once. The corporate media presents the United States as being stuck in the middle of a sectarian war, like some referee in a boxing match. But when you read about things like this, or this, you begin to see that the intense hatred felt by Iraqis for the occupation indeed has a context.



Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Ron Paul, all alone.

I didn't realize the Republican candidates had a debate last night. I mean, had I known I still wouldn't have watched it, since like the Democratic debates it's really just about giving airtime to the media's favorite candidates, i.e. John McCain, Rudy Giuliani. Rep. Ron Paul (TX), however, took the opportunity to rebuke the other candidates in their "I'm a bigger fascist than you are" game, and made a statement rejecting America's interventionist foreign policy.

Of course, when I saw the roundup on CNN this morning, they spun it as Ron Paul making a statement attacking patriotism, with Rudy Giuliani rightfully putting him in his place by yelling, "....I would ask the congressman to withdraw that comment and tell us that he didn’t really mean that."

Rudy, you are an immature asshole, and no intelligent person gives a shit anymore that you were New York's mayor during 9/11. You're like the Matt Damon puppet in Team America: World Police, but instead of saying your name like a dimwit you just yell "I WAS THE MAYOR OF NEW YORK ON 9/11!!"

I'm glad Ron Paul had the guts to say what he did in front of that audience.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Jerry Falwell died today. So it goes. I'm not surprising anyone when I say I couldn't stand that homophobic, dispensationalist, fundamentalist sack of shit. I wonder what other clean-cut hypocrite the Christian Right will get to replace him....

In happier news, I've been cast in a play that's actually being put on right here in Mclean. It's a professional gig, in that I get paid crap, but paid nonetheless. It is called "The Decameron, Revisited" and was written locally by play write Rachael Bail. I don't know much more about it than you at this point, other than it's a reinterpretation of, well, the Decameron. As always, when I know more, I will post showtimes online.

Monday, May 14, 2007

Youtube and IMDB

Yay, acting!

So not only is the film I did for the 48 hour film project on Youtube (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFgMDJVANrs), but I am now listed on the Internet Movie Database(http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2639877) for a short role I did in a local film a few weeks ago.

My career... ADVANCES!!!

Thursday, May 10, 2007

48 hour film project

Butts were kicked last night and fools got served at the DC 48 hour film project. "Imaginary Joe" premiered with several other awesome short flicks, and I honestly can't say which movie will advance to the next round. I can only honestly say which ones won't. But I will refrain from saying anything, since it would be rude.

What I can say is that Anand and I received many compliments for our film, and I had the honor of becoming a minor celebrity after the showcase was over. Which is cool, in that I had obviously just gained a lot of exposure. It was weird though, in that compliments are scary to me, especially in large numbers all at once. I never really know how to appropriately respond to a random stranger who says, "YOU WERE SO GREAT!" I usually smile and thank them, but always get the impression my response was inadequate. I then thank them for coming, trying to deflect attention away from me and all the questions I might be asked about how challenging it must have been to play an anxiety-ridden, chain-smoking, alcoholic. "Very challenging," I want to say, "So challenging I need to go to a bar right now and order pint after pint of delicious, life giving beer so I can forget an entire room of people is suddenly looking at me"

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Can anyone tell me the name of the song that was played in the incredibly dramatic finale of the movie "Glory"? It's the same music from the movie "Excalibur", used in the scene when Arthur and his knights charge out of Camelot to confront their enemies.

Anyone?

Monday, May 7, 2007

A student film I starred in, "Farewell, Providence", is now in my possession in the form of a DVD. I am considering having a bit of an informal NOVA screening for anyone who'd like to see it. I will let you all know if i decide to do that. For those who wouldn't be able to make it here for such a screening, I can also burn the DVD and mail it to you if you're interested.

Another short film I worked on, for the 48-hour film project, titled "Imaginary Joe" will be premiering on Wednesday at the AFI in Silver Spring. I will be going if anyone cares to join me. Tickets can be purchased here: http://www.afi.com/silver/new/nowplaying/events.aspx. Again, for those too far away to join me this film will, as I understand it, be available on Youtube in the coming weeks.

Friday, May 4, 2007

Commuting

Yesterday, I did not ride my bike to work. It wasn't the first time this happened since I started bike commuting with the advent of spring, but it was the first time I drove to work without having any particular need to do so. By that I mean, I didn't have an audition in Maryland right after work, or some other professional engagement which I wouldn't otherwise be able to reach by bike or metro. It wasn't raining, or snowing, or windy outside either. It was a perfectly sunny spring day in Virginia (there is no place on earth, in my opinion, with as beautiful a spring). I ended up driving because I ran late in the morning and in my rush to jump on my bike I forgot to pack my office clothes into my bikebag. By the time I discovered this, I was already a few miles from my house. I had to bike back home to get my clothes, after which I realized I would be late if I tried to cycle to work again. So... I drove.

And man, did it make a difference. I've heard that regular exercise improves your mood as much as your health, but I swear that after not riding too and from work that day I was the grouchiest son of a bitch I had been in weeks. When I got home I couldn't get the scowl off my face. I was so grizzled my whole head started to hurt. Just sitting at that stupid desk for eight hours without that workout before and after really changed how I felt about the day.

So... I guess the moral of all this is... RIDE YOUR GODDAMN BIKE!! IT WILL MAKE YOU FEEL GODDAMN BETTER AND YOU'LL BE A LOT LESS ORNERY AND MAD AT PEOPLE!!!

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

I am restarting my old blogger account. Good for me. I am rather tired of having multiple blogs, so I really just want to synthesize it all into one space.