A long day

This was a long day. I woke up, had to wait for people to get out of the bathroom, get ready for class, and go and look at modern art for about an hour and a half. I feel bad that I'm not one of those people that loves post-world war II art. I just don't quite get it. I can't quite get over the impulse of "it's a line on a canvas" regardless of what Greenberg says.

I'm currently looking for a summer internship but of course none are up yet. I just know I might miss it again and then have to beg, borrow, steal (not really) to get one that I wind up hating instantly (re: last summer). I need to get on a film set, or a television set, either one will work. I need that hands on experience or I really fear what my future might hold. Or am I overreacting? Most likely I am, but still.

Went to film class, came back home. Somehow this day felt insanely long. There's something going around school so of course I got it. It's also freezing out, I was supposed to go print some things out but all I wanted to do was get into my warm apartment.

Darkness Falls is on -- so pro-environment, love it. Season one, there's really nothing like it. TNT always surprises me because they cut out ads and put them in elsewhere.

I was going to watch the State of the Union address but I'm not quite that big a glutton for punishment - plus, had nothing to drink. It's not really possible to be entirely sober after watching Dubya speak. Especially when it's about war and terrorism and everyone and their mother is cheering him for no reason at all.

I have to admit, I don't trust this administration and every day the newspaper is full of more bad news or half-truths. I will forever stand by my statement that he is not my president. Or as a button I have says "Come back Bill, all is forgiven."

In other news, Smallville was fun, it's too bad it's opposite 24. They need to spread shows out.

Very Disturbing

I heard the worst thing on the news earlier this morning before class. It was terrible on so many levels that I didn't even want to believe it was true. Apparently, these "kids" (20 and 15) killed their mom somehow and then dumped the body the way they saw on the Sopranos.

The media, of course, jumped on that like it was a gift from above. CBS asked HBO for comment, like it was somehow their fault. I saw that episode of the Sopranos, but I strongly doubt the killers got their idea for killing their mom (almost beyond comprehension) from seeing Tony and Christopher dispose of a body. The level of violence is almost unthinkable. I can't even imagine a motive for this...I don't want to imagine a motive. But, I think blaming a tv show, even in a small part, in this kind of crime is beyond reason. To blame a TV show for the way the body was disposed is insane. I'm sure there have been many other cultural documents that have shown the exact same thing.

Unless HBO physically told these "kids" to kill. Unless there was a message during the Sopranos where Tony turned to the camera and went "Kill your mom, eat some lasagna" there is no reason to bring TV shows into the equation at all. It's a cheap way to try and replace the blame. This isn't a situation where there is any correlation. No one ever knows what is going to set off anyone. The sickest mind could see motives for murder in an episode of Friends. A really sick mind could get ideas from Antiques Road Show -- that 18th century vase would make a great weapon.

For too long, the media has been made to be held accountable for things that are completely beyond its control. I hope that today is the last time the Sopranos connection is mentioned and I hope that HBO does not dignify CBS or NBC or any of these media outlets with a response.

Quickly...

Kurt Vonnegut's views on Iraq: Kurt Vonnegut vs. the !&#*!@

I saw him speak a few years ago. He really gets to the heart of issues.