Red Politik

So excuse my ranting last week, about red product. I obviously am attracted to red, but I am angry.
I guess I am seeing red.
How is it now, that we've made it to 2006 (those of us who have made it) corporation marketing has done away with the ribbon and kept the red?
The red ads are shouting to me on buses- buy something red and fight aids, wear it, and fight aids. In the case of the gap, it's aids in africa and bono is all over this.
I'm sorry but this shit makes me sick.
I hate when celebrities cash in on global misfortune.
Yes the T-shirt was entirely made by HIV positive people in Africa, great- are they getting shares of profit that sparks me and countless others to buy that red leather jacket that goes with it, or is that just padding the corporation?
Let's not even talk about the PR that bono gets for setting up these sleep overs with corporate magnates.

I know I some of you must be like- what the hell crawled up her ass, but really folks do you really fall for the "benevolent corporation"???

And also apple- what the fuck- I liked you guys!?!
This kind of shit just makes me postal. Hi there you lazy American consumer who consumes way too much, buy this little token of "hope" we are benevolent, don't you feel better now?!?

I'm not holding back but let me stop and think this spin through--so ok Red=Red ='s blood and blood, oh blood / aids
Ah yes the red ribbon thingy that people wore in the 80's - I get it!
Eeek, we are really grabbing at straws here.
I think the question should be- do we want to buy something red and believe we are helping someone with aids? This is like buying the Sally Struthers shit - oh I'm feeding the children, yeah and families in Ohio.

Red's the New Gun Metal

Corporations have decided that we like red product. So fess up. The crazy heady days of coke in the 80's and any retro throw backs to these days are now officially over- gun metal is over and most certainly, so is black.

Oddly, I was visited by a painter this evening who came by to estimate the work to our apartment. At one point during his assessment of the walls and the very eclectic color scheme, he stood and pondered the infamous red wall in the living room.
Hi words were the following: you did it, you made it work, now move past it. Without this gay snooty queen, I don't think I would have fessed up, and moved on- I owned the red wall, paid for it and cashed in for a chance at something better.
So, despite my cravings for red nanos that are politically correct and gap product that continues to be a uniform for my generation, I find myself moving on because red has become fashionable again.
So I'm cozying up a glacial direction with maybe some yellow for warmth.
The painter also mentioned that Alexis and I could think of the colors of places we've been or want to go to...we both flashed and shouted in unison: "the glacier"- so RED is out this year, been there- done that.
Hey, the last time I had smoked almonds, I was on a glacier, just thought I'd mention that.

tv and little children...

all this from friends:

put two empty, identical beakers in front of a 4 year old. fill them to the same level. ask him, "which one has more liquid?" he will say they have the same amount.

in front of the 4 year old, empty one beaker into a long flat container. empty the other into a tall skinny container. ask him, "which one has more liquid?" he will say the tall one has more.

point to a dog, and ask the child, "what kind of animal is that?" he will say it's a dog.

put a cat mask on the dog and ask the child the same question. he will say it's a cat.

cable television subscription rates are highly correlated with autism, controlling for other factors. precipitation is another highly correlated factor: more tv is watched when it's rainy out.

http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1548682,00.html
http://www.slate.com/id/2151538

Ode to Creamsicle

Creamsicle was the last of my fish, she passed shortly after midnight late tonight. Creamsicle had fish lice that she picked up from friends I brought home from the fish store to keep her company. The road to hell is paved with good intentions I guess, I thought she was lonely.

Not that I needed proof, but when I saw my girlfriend picking fish lice off my fish, I knew she loved me.

I feel it is a new era here on 3rd St...out with the old and and in with something new. New job, new living situation, soon to be new TV, new is good and new keeps you young, or busy or dreamy about the new things you could get. I could have a lizard now, or maybe a turtle-what am I -nine???

So I raise my glass to a fish who always came when I called her, played nice with the other fish- even though it killed her, and hide in the corner. Creamsicle, I hope my next pet has half the personality your fishy brain did!

flush

GOOD NIGHT NY