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Family Album: IV

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Goten Day (5/10)

Characters: Goten

Prompt: Twins

“What’s going on?” Goten approached his parents who were very cozy with each other. He jumped between them wanting to share in the affection. Goten settled on Goku’s lap, giggling as his father squeezed him.

 “I’m finishing the family album.” Chichi turned the album to a blank page. “Your Dad and brother have been helping me. Once we finish, we’ll leave for dinner.”

 Goku took the remaining pictures out of the box and spread them out. Most of the pictures left were taken after his second revival. There were a few he didn’t recognize since they were taken after his death.

 Goten studied the pictures. Though the ones taken after his father came back to life were his favorite, there were some he like during his first seven years. “I remember this one.” Goten reached for a picture. “Mom, Gohan and I went to a museum where there were pictures of you.”

 “Me?” Goku knew of only one place that held pictures of him but he looked at the picture to be sure. Chichi, Gohan and Goten stood before a large portrait of Goku fighting Jackie Chun. “You three went to the Tournament Museum on Papaya Island?”

 “When Goten was five,” Gohan returned to the room, “I mentioned going to the museum as a kid.” Gohan ruffled his brother’s head. “After that, Goten wouldn’t stop begging to go.”

 “Mom didn’t want to,” Goten added. “Something about Mr. Satan.”

 Goku and Gohan knew her reasons but for Goten to understand, Chichi only said, “Mr. Satan has made his money taking credit for something he didn’t do. I didn’t want to see it on full display. Also, some of the memories I made there were difficult to handle at the time.”

 “I convinced Mom we can go during the off season for tourists to Papaya Island,” Gohan added.

 “I see,” Goku understood Chichi’s reluctance to go back to Papaya Island. Besides him being dead a second time, the last time they went it was a week before his death during his fight with Raditz. “Did you enjoy it, Goten? The Shrine of Fighters was my favorite thing to see.”

 Goten nodded excited. “I like that, too! Especially the shrine dedicated to you, Dad.”

Papaya Island was not like Mount Paouz. Goten’s home in the mountains was quiet, the air smelled fresher, the water tasted cleaner and there weren’t a lot of people. Goten’s nearest neighbor was over five miles. Here, people were everywhere. Goten hadn’t seen this many people except in West City visiting Trunks. It was a little scary to the five-year-old from the country.

 Goten squeezed his mother’s hand. “It’s so crowded, Momma.”

 “Don’t worry, Goten,” Chichi assured him with a warm smile. “It’s safe and we’re almost at the museum.”

 Their hotel was only a mile away so the three walked. When they reached the tournament arena, Goten nerves eased since there weren’t many people in line. Gohan was right. There were less people visiting now in the offseason. It wasn’t a long wait for the three to purchase their tickets and venture to the tournament grounds.

 “It’s very different than when we were here, Gohan.” Chichi was annoyed as she read the pamphlet. “When we went, we were allowed to go everywhere. We could visit the competition halls, the mess hall and even the main arena. Now all that is closed off.”

 Goten didn’t like to hear that. He saw the pictures taken when his mother, father and brother visited years ago. He wanted to tour those areas, too. “Can we still see the Shrine of Fighters, Momma?” Goten asked. “I wanna see Daddy’s shrine.”

 Gohan read over his tour pamphlet. “Looks like it’s the only thing we can do.”

 Goten held his mother’s hand as they walked to the Shrine of Fighters. When they entered, there were lines to different areas of the shrine. Goten noticed his mother said nothing to the line of people entering the portion of the shrine dedicated to tournaments before his Dad competed but when she saw there was a shrine dedicated to Mr. Satan, the line was long and there wasn’t a line leading to the Shrine of Goku, his mother was infuriated. “Disgusting! How pitiful.”

 Goten wondered why his mother became angry whenever Mr. Satan’s name was mentioned. When he asked his brother about it, Gohan would smile and say, “Mom doesn’t like it when people take credit for other people’s hard work and sacrifices.” Gohan never explained what their mother meant.

 Goten shrugged. Maybe one day he’ll understand.

 Goten awed at the portraits on display in the Shrine of Goku. Goten’s seen pictures of his father but those were in photo albums and frames on the wall. These portraits were life size and taken when Goku competed at the tournament.

 “Wow, Momma!” Goten released his mother’s hand as he rushed to a portrait of Goku vs Giran. “Daddy was small like me when he fought that big dinosaur.”

 “Yes,” Chichi’s eyes were only on her late husband. “He fought a lot of people bigger than him.”

 Staring at the pictures of his father against Giran, Nam and Jackie Chun, Goten thought about himself. If his father was strong at a young age and so small, then perhaps he could be really strong, too. As he contemplated this, a group of seven entered the shrine. Goten would’ve ignored them except he noticed the tall man of the group staring at Goten. Goten looked at himself wondering if he had food stains on his clothes but found nothing. While the group with him looked at the photos, the man kept his eyes on Goten. It was uncomfortable to the child to be stared at especially by a stranger.

 Goten felt a tug of his hand and his mother saying, “Come on, Goten.”

 Goten followed his mother and brother to the area where photos of the 22nd tournament were on display. Goten loved seeing the pictures of his father. Even though the photos on display were screenshots of fights, Goten was happy to see glimpses of his father’s fighting prowess in action after hearing so many stories about him from his mother and brother.

 Everyone in his family could fight except him. Some mornings Goten would see his brother sparring alone in the yard. For Gohan, he did it to keep in shape and not to get stronger. Goten asked his brother if he will teach him how to fight but each time he asked, his brother would get a weird look on his face. He looked very sad when he turned him down.

 “You don’t need to learn how to fight, Goten,” Gohan would tell him. “It may look fun seeing me spar outside but it’s not as fun as you think. Fighting has consequences.”

 Since his brother turned him down, Goten considered asking his mother. She was strong and was a former fighter, too, but Goten overheard stories how his parents argued over Gohan fighting. He thought if he asked his mother will say no.

 “I wish I saw Dad and Krillin fight,” Gohan remarked with a laugh. He stood in front of the photos showing highlights of their fight. “They both studied under Master Roshi and that time was probably the closest Krillin will have gotten to beating Dad.”

 “No,” Chichi disagreed. “Your Dad played with Krillin throughout that fight. He could’ve ended it sooner but he wanted to see how much stronger Krillin got. Your Dad only got serious when he was in the final match.”

 While staring at pictures of Goku fighting Krillin, Goten felt he was being watched again. He turned his head. It was the same man from earlier. Why was he looking at him? It was unnerving. Goten’s eyes widen in fear when he saw the man talk to the group with him. Suddenly, they all were looking at him.

 Goten moved closer to his mother when he saw the group coming to them. “Momma.” Goten grabbed the skirts of his mother’s dress and hid behind her. His mother looked at him confused before turning to the approaching group. Goten was scared but he was also mad at himself. If he knew how to fight, he could get in front of his mother. If these people approaching were bad, he could protect her and not hide behind her skirt.

 “Hello.” Chichi kept a hand on Goten while talking to the group. Gohan stepped closer to Chichi.  

 A man pointed at Goten. “I’m sorry if we scared him but I noticed that little boy behind you looks like Son Goku.” He pointed to the photo of Goku on the wall. “Is he a relative?”

 “This is his son, Son Goten.” Chichi touched Gohan’s arm. “His oldest son, Son Gohan. I’m his widow, Son Chichi. Who are you?”

 “Oh,” the man was crestfallen at the news Son Goku had passed. The man knelt to Goten and smiled kindly at him. “I’m Koji. I saw your Daddy at each of these tournaments. He was the best fighter I’ve ever seen.”

 Goten stepped away from his mother’s skirt. “Really?”

 Koji nodded. “Yes. The fight with him and Jackie Chun was the most amazing fight I’ve seen. When he turned into a giant ape, I was blown away! It was awesome! I didn’t know martial artists could trained themselves to transform into animals! I would’ve changed into a lion or dinosaur but the giant ape was cool, too.”

 “Giant ape?” Goten frowned. What was this man talking about? “Are you sure you’re talking about my Daddy?”

 “Mr. Koji is mistaken, Goten. I think he’s confused with a martial arts fight he saw in a movie.” Chichi pointed to Goten and shook her head at Koji.

 “Oh!” Koji caught on. “Right. I’m so sorry! It was a movie I saw. Your Daddy couldn’t transform into a giant ape. That’s for TV shows and movies.” Koji was glad Goten grinned at him, thinking he made an error. “After that tournament, I came to the next two because I knew your Daddy will compete. I have to say the last one your Daddy competed in is my favorite.” Koji stood with his group. A woman and five kids. “I met my wife at the 23rd tournament.”

 “Oooo! Momma and Daddy met again at that tournament, too!” Goten shared with Koji. “After Daddy won, he ran off to marry Momma!”

 “Your mother is an amazing fighter.” Koji laughed. “She had your Daddy running around the ring. She was fearless. I thought she could’ve beat him.”

 Goten gasped. He looked up at his mother eyes wide and mouth open. He knew his mother was strong but he had no idea she was that strong. Gohan always told him Daddy was the greatest fighter in the universe. If his mother almost beat him in a fight, how strong was she? Why didn’t Gohan tell him?

 Koji laughed at Goten’s astonishment at his mother. “You are your Daddy’s twin. It’s amazing how much you look like him. I know you’re young but are you taking martial arts classes?” Goten shook his head. He didn’t hide his disappointment. “Oh, well I’m sure there’s a good reason. Would be nice if we can get some real martial artists competing again instead of that fool Mr. Satan. I don’t care what he says. I don’t believe he killed Cell. If it was anyone, it was…..” Koji caught himself in midsentence. He understood why Son Goku was dead. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea.” Goten noticed Koji looked at his mother. “Why haven’t you said anything? The world should be praising a real hero. Not a charlatan.”

 Goten looked from his mother to Mr. Koji. What was he talking about?

 “It’s the price I pay for privacy and peace, Mr. Koji.”

 Goten frowned. What did that mean? Goten looked at his brother. Did he know? Gohan had that weird sad face again. He probably did know and when he looked like that, he didn’t tell Goten anything. Goten resigned himself to not knowing right now. Maybe someday he’ll understand.

 Mr. Koji did. “It’s not much but let me show my gratitude. Let my family treat yours to dinner.”

 Dinner? Goten like that offer but seeing his mother’s face, Goten knew she will turn him down. “That’s kind of you but my sons eat like their father. It will be a very high bill.”

 Koji grinned. “Oh, I know all about that. My father owns Delicious Saikan. Your husband cleaned us out every time he visited! If we can’t treat the family of the man who saved us all, we don’t deserve to be in business. Please,” Koji insisted, “have dinner with us.”

 Goten was very happy his mother accepted Koji’s invitation. It turned into a fun night with Koji sharing more stories of his experiences at the tournaments Goku competed in. In turn, Chichi shared a few stories about Goku.

 That evening, Chichi, Gohan and Goten returned to their hotel. While Gohan took a shower, Chichi helped Goten undressed. He was next to clean up. “Did you have fun today, Goten?”

 “Yeah.” This was a really good day. “I love seeing Daddy’s shrine and talking to Mr. Koji and his family.”

 “They are good people.”

 “Momma, can you teach me how to fight?” In the past Goten was reluctant to ask his mother but hearing how much he looked like his Daddy from Mr. Koji and his polite nudge he should learn martial arts, Goten decided to take a chance and ask his mother.  “I really wanna learn.”

 “Why do you want to fight, Goten?”

 Goten expected his mother to say no but this question was encouraging. “Well, I wanna be strong like Daddy. I wanna be able to protect you.”

 “Protect me?”

 “I was scared when Mr. Koji and his family came over. I hid behind you instead of standing in front of you. Daddy wouldn’t have done that. Please, Momma.” Goten begged. “Will you teach me?”

 The longer his mother delayed answering the stronger the feeling became his mother will say no. Goten’s hopes sank. He wondered if he will ever learn how to fight.

 “If you don’t mind having a stern teacher,” Chichi smiled at him, “I’ll be happy to teach you, Goten.”

 “Yeah!” Goten pumped his fist in the air and threw his arms around his mother in a fierce hug. “Thank you, Momma!”

 “What are you doing with the camera, Goten?” Gohan stood in front of his mirror tying his tie. From his view in the mirror, he noticed Goten sitting on the bed playing with the family camera.

 “I wanna take another family picture,” Goten explained. “You have a lot of pictures with Mom and Dad. I don’t. I wanna catch up.”

 “Boys!” Chichi called. “Are you ready? It’s time to go!”

 Gohan held the door open for his little brother. “Well, we can catch up before we go.” Goten and Gohan left their room and found their parents waiting for them in the kitchen.

 Goku sat at the kitchen table munching on apples from the fruit bowl. Chichi stood in the doorway shaking her head at her husband. “Goku, we’re getting ready to leave. You’re acting like you’re starving.”

 “I am,” Goku whined. “That snack we had earlier wasn’t filling.”

 “Wow, Mom.” Gohan stepped in the kitchen. His mother looked stunning in a white, halter dress. “Where did you get that dress?” It was a pretty dress but the way it showed off his mother’s arms and back, it was not an outfit Gohan was used to his mother wearing.

 “Something in the closet. I had it for years and…..” Chichi looked slyly at Goku who grinned while munching on another apple. “I tried it on earlier, saw that it still fits and thought if I clean it, it will be perfect for tonight.”

 Goten stepped to his mother and held the camera to her. “Can we take a picture before we go? We can add it to the album.”

 “Sure.” Chichi handed Goku the camera. He liked playing with it. It was the same mobile camera gifted to them from Gyu-Mao after Goku returned to life. Goku and Chichi had fun with this camera when their sons spent a few days with their grandpa. Now that she thought about it, Chichi thought she and Goku should do it again.

 “All right. It’s set.”

 The camera hovered in the air with the timer winding down as the Son family got in position. Chichi stood between Goku and Gohan while Goten stood in front of her. The family of four smiled as the camera captured another photo Chichi will add to the family album.

“I Read the News Today, Oh Boy”

Nat Hentoff, Ramparts, November 1967

You see, we haven’t really started yet, the Beatles. The future stretches out beyond our imagination. There is musical infinity as well. We’ve only just discovered what we can do as musicians. What threshold we can cross. It doesn't matter so much anymore if we’re No. 1 or on the chart. It's all right if the people dislike us. Just don't deny us. — George Harrison

As the rush to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band confirmed, the Beatles are now Art. Jack Kroll, Newsweek’s analyst of Now Culture, proclaimed “A Day in the Life” to be “the Beatles’ ‘Waste Land.’” In the New Statesman, composer-critic-musicologist Wilfred Metiers devoted an entire column to an exegesis of the themes of loneliness that make the album “art of an increasingly subtle kind.”

The Beatles, moreover, are Functional Art. Said the Times Educational Supplement (of London): “Lennon and McCartney’s lyrics represent an important barometer to our society—sentiments which are shared by pupils in every classroom in Britain ... If the record’s understanding were to be reflected in Britain’s teachers, our schools might be more sympathetic institutions than some are now.” In echo, a school superintendent this past July told a conference of music educators in Stockbridge, Massachusetts, how to start their journey across that alarmingly widening generational gap: “If you want to know what youths are thinking and feeling, you cannot find anyone who speaks for them or to them more clearly than the Beatles.” Said Beatles even speak for and to the dead. At the funeral in August of murdered British playwright Joe Orton, the Beatles’ recording of “A Day in the Life” started the decidedly secular service.

And yet three years ago, Paul McCartney insisted, “We have no message and aren’t trying to deliver one.” What is the message now? On one level, it’s not quite clear, even within the company of the four gurus. Tim Leary announces: “The Beatles have taken my place. That latest album—a complete celebration of LSD.” And Paul McCartney, who has indeed taken LSD, says: “After I took it, it opened my eyes. We only use one tenth of our brain. Just think what all we could accomplish if we could only tap that hidden part! It would mean a whole new world. If the politicians would take LSD, there wouldn’t be any more war, or poverty.”

But George Harrison, once a trip-taker, tells the Los Angeles Free Press: “Acid is not the answer, definitely not the answer. It’s enabled people to see a little bit more, but when you really get hip you don’t need it.” And John Lennon, who has also journeyed somewhere into himself through acid, laughs when told that hippies, actual and acolyte, take the initials of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” as a hortatory message. “No,” he says, “my son, Julian, brought a painting home from school and said it was a picture of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.” So what is the message? Look up in the sky—and live.

On another level, however, the message is clear and Beatles-consensual enough. Writing of the Sgt. Pepper implosion, Paul Williams, editor of Crawdaddy, the higher critic of the new sounds and feelings, asserts: “If there’s a message, it’s ‘Dig Yourself.’ ” With a little help from your friends. It’s getting better all the time, and it doesn’t really matter if you’re wrong or right.

But that’s not all. There is also death. The Beatles are, up to a point, hip to death, more so than any other popular music group has ever been. Eleanor Rigby is dead long before the obsequies. And death grins in “A Day in the Life” of the man who blew his mind out in a car. In the same song, the deaths of miners in Lancaster become “four thousand holes ... and though the holes were rather small they had to count them all.”

The man in the car is bloody well dead, the crowd of people who stood and stared has turned away, the miners are in holes, but “though the news was rather sad / Well I just had to laugh. I saw the photograph.” Thus the auto-anesthesia of us all, who will not see pain, who will not believe in death, and who are disappointed when the news is not of pain and death. But could the song also show the Beatles’ own auto-anesthesia? Having seen pain and having thought of death, do they turn to save themselves—and their friends—through magic?

Magic? Wilfred Mellers finds one common bond in the music of Boulez, Cage, Bob Dylan and the Beatles—“an attempt to return to magic, possibly as a substitute for belief.” In an interview with Miles in the International Times, Paul McCartney says: “With any kind of thing, my aim seems to be to distort it, distort it from what we know it as, even with music and visual things and to change it from what it is to see what it could be. To see the potential in it all. To take a note and wreck it and see in that note what else there is in it, that a simple act like distorting it has caused. To take a film and to superimpose on top of it so you can’t quite tell what it is anymore, it’s all trying to create magic, it’s all trying to make things happen so that you don’t know why they’ve happened.” 

And George Harrison, anxious for serenity, talks about being only 24 “in this incarnation,” and goes on: “We’re Beatles, and it’s a little scene and we’re playing and we’re pretending to be Beatles, like Harold Wilson’s pretending to be Prime Minister . . . They’re all playing. The Queen is the Queen. The idea that you could wake up and it happens that you’re Queen, it’s amazing but you could all be Queens if you imagine it. . . they’ll have a war quickly if it gets too good, they’ll just pick on the nearest person to save us from our doom. That’s it, soon as you freak out and have a good time, it’s dangerous, but they don’t think of the danger of going into some other country in a tank with a machine-gun and shooting someone. That’s all legal and aboveboard, but you can’t freak out—that’s stupid.”

Magic is dangerous to the world, but the world is more dangerous to the Beatles—and to their friends. And so, there is the leap into the magic of the loving community. We all live in our yellow submarine and our friends are all on board. With our love—we could save the world—if they only knew. [But since they don’t know] “Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream. It is not dying, it is not dying.” In this, the Beatles and the hippies are together in a search for peace.

And so the Beatles no longer speak to the very young who do not yet know how dangerous the world is, how efficiently numbing, how full of little boxes for them. The very young have turned to the plastic Monkees; but the older teens and many in their twenties and beyond are listening. On the other hand, the Revolver disc was dismissed by a class in a large industrially-centered English school with the words: “Aw no, sir, we don’t like that: it’s all Chinky.”

Beatles records are not on the jukeboxes in the black ghettos nor, I expect, are they the food of magic for those in the lower tracks of any of our schools. Those young abandoned magic with Santa Claus. The Beatles are increasingly for the comfortable and afraid—afraid to be lonely, afraid to be Eleanor Rigby. It is true, as Frank Kofsky writes in the National Guardian, “There are millions of devout followers of Dylan, the Stones, the Beatles, and all the rest, who are in opposition to the society that spawned them and are, in the words of a Jefferson Airplane song, ‘trying to revolutionize tomorrow.’ In hippie communities like San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury, they strive to realize the new socialist man (my label, not theirs) who will be capable of fulfilling to the limit the creative potential of the human race, especially in the arts.”

But, even with a little help from their friends, will these revolutionizers of tomorrow-through love, through consciousness-expansion, through digging themselves on their yellow submarine-change what’s happening out there? Even if you could spike LBJ’s root beer with LSD, what then?

However, as for expanding creative potential among those in the beloved community, the Beatles are indeed among the liberators. They started nibbling at Carl Perkins, Chuck Berry and Bo Diddley. (In that incarnation, George Harrison also picked up on Chet Atkins and Duane Eddy.) They were less black-inflected than the Animals and the Rolling Stones; but along with them and other young British rockers brushed by the blues, the Beatles turned millions of American adolescents onto what had been here all the hurting time. But the young here never did want it raw so they absorbed it through the British filter. Oh yes, some later found Muddy Waters and Howlin’ Wolf and now they’re into their own kind of greyboating with Paul Butterfield and Mike Bloomfield and Big Brother and the Holding Company, but that’s a trip, as it has to be, with a return ticket. I mean, Shankar is beloved, but if he put an evening raga on you at high noon, would you know?

Anyway, the Beatles went on—into and through Buddy Holly, the Nashville communion, Bob Dylan, the Who, the Beach Boys. They were getting to where, as Paul McCartney put it, they could be influenced by themselves. And in their wake they left behind the fake imperatives of the 32-bar tune, “consonant” changes, steady tempos. Harmonies shifted vertiginously, their early modalities grew strange branches, voicings continually surprised themselves, and uncommonly ecumenical textures appeared —the sitar in “Norwegian Wood,” guitar tracks running backwards on “I’m Only Sleeping,” sitar and electronic sounds in “Love You Too,” more electronics in “Tomorrow Never Knows.” Writing of the latter, Mellers discovered “a new sonorous experience in amalgamating avant-garde jazz (Mingus-like jungle noises, Cage-like electronics, folk penta-tonicism, Indian sitars).” And in the Mellotron overlay in “Penny Lane,” he wondered if Lennon and McCartney had been digging Charles Ives.

Sgt. Pepper has further disintegrated paper categories and boundaries to get to where the Beatles could hear where they belong at the moment. Their first album had been recorded in one day. This one, with four to six sessions a week, evolved through more than three months, and is the most heterogeneous, heady mix of possibilities in pop music history. Combs and paper over a string octet and harp on “Lovely Rita”; multiple tracks of percussion and strings into which sitar, tamboura and swor-mandel are imbedded, swirling between 4/4 and 5/4 on “Within You Without You.” Three tambouras, a dilruba, a tabla, an Indian table-harp, a sitar (Harrison), three cellos, and eight violins on “She’s Leaving Home”; Lennon on Hammond organ, recorded at different speeds and then overlaid with electronic echoes, while four harmonicas disport in Being for the “Benefit of Mr. Kite.” And on and on to the 41-piece orchestra in “A Day in the Life” with, as Jack Kroll exults, “a growling, bone-grinding crescendo that drones up like a giant crippled turbine struggling to spin new power into a foundered civilization.”

Where now? The next move, says Paul McCartney, “seems to be things like electronics because it’s a complete new field and there’s a lot of good new sounds to be listened to in it. But if the music itself is just going to jump about five miles ahead, then everyone’s going to be left standing with this gap of five miles that they’ve got to all cross before they can even see what scene these people are on ... That’s what I’d like to do. I’d like to look into that gap a bit.” 

As George Harrison says, “You see, we haven’t really started yet, the Beatles. The future stretches out beyond our imagination.” The Beatles are absolutely fre-e-e. “The competition among the best—Bob Dylan, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, among them—is no longer for money,” observes pop chronicler Al Aronowitz in the Saturday Evening Post. “They already have enough of that. The competition is in music . . . The best artists in the business—the aristocracy—are moving into positions of power. They’re making fewer and fewer compromises with commercialism. There’s hardly anything interesting happening outside this exclusive circle.”

Meanwhile Rap Brown tries to find the revolution and the strategists of the New Politics scour the new class for their constituency. But to the Beatles, are they for real? Why be up-tight about anything? “At the back of my brain somewhere,” Paul McCartney says, “there is something telling me now that ... it tells me in a cliche too, it tells me that everything is beautiful.” And so it may be. Who can put down magic that works for the magician?

Must everything be related constantly to the non-psychedelic world? I keep thinking about the Beatles as “an important barometer to our society,” and I remember Donald Michael predicting in The Next Generation that the control centers “will be able to tolerate groups living at different paces and styles, if they show no deliberate intent to alter significantly the drive or direction of the prevailing social processes . . . Isolated and insulated from major and majority preoccupations of the society, and thereby offering no threat to the status quo, these enclaves will provide opportunities for more whimsical, personally paced styles of life.”

But what the hell, like the rest of us with stereo, the Beatles get by with a little help from their friends and they do live up to their promise: “A splendid time is guaranteed for all.” The music’s getting better all the time as the indignant desert birds hover about the shape with a lion body and the head of a man.

New York, New York

What destination offers the greatest variety of culture and night life, breath-taking views, and culinary delights? Why, New York city, of course. Visiting my own country, the U.S, isn’t the exotic destination that I ordinarily seek when leaving Chile. Yet, New York, this Elysium beyond the clouds, holds the most unique stratum of humanity that I know of. Walking down streets where I feel like an ant, surrounded by the most professional culture of money and the arts, knowing that this is where most of the decisions are made that matter, all of it combines to make me feel insignificant and a privileged visitor.

Victoria, Chile is one of the smallest towns that I know. New York, the largest. I would like to say that I´m at home in either place, but it´s a case of opposites. In New York there are too many choices -where to go, what to do, how to get there. In Victoria, there are too few -all of the restaurants and stores resemble one another in their offerings.

Arriving at JFK airport I was struck at how little attention I attracted from customs, police, and airport security. Customs barely looked at me. Nobody checked what I was carrying. Compare this with Lima, Peru, with its drug sniffing dogs, TSA x-raying my shoes and my crutch, patting me down in an all too familiar way. This time it was as if I was traveling with an express pass.  Joaquin, my son, and Abena, his wife, greeted me at the airport gate and we detoured to the nearest food stop and I had a chance to devour a doughnut. Doughnuts are one of my recurring dreams in Chile because they have none. There are some pasty counterfeits, but the doughnut shops that I remember would take offense at them. I should have bought a dozen.

Brain dead, as I always am, after the marathon which is a trip from Victoria to anywhere out of the country, I was happy just to have Joaquin, my son, and Abena, his wife, help me with my suitcases and show me to my sister's apartment where I would mostly be staying. Traveling from the 40 degree weather of Victoria to the 90 degree weather of New York required a shower and a change of clothes. Soon I was able to clean up enough to accompany my sister, Stephanie, to a performance of interpretative dance by the Mark Morris company and enjoy a modest bowl of chile beans at a diner. Yes, prices have gone up. That bowl of chile cost the same as a full dinner anywhere in Victoria.

Accompanying us to the performance was Christopher Ryan, the author of the divamensch.com blog, who blogs about the arts in New York city. Christopher sees all of the best performances in the city and knows all of the back stories. He and Stephanie shared all of their latest arts gossip. The interpretive dance numbers portrayed everything from a jellyfish capturing its prey to fishing, racing, tennis, and golf. With music of Eric Satie as a backdrop, Morris evoked an imaginative pantomime of different activities using only the dancers' bodies to express abstract impressions. Charles Ives, the composer whose music graced the other pieces was amazing. All of the music was played live and this added a lot to the performance. Some of them left me scratching my head, wondering what I had just seen. After the performance, walking past Rockefeller Center, I mused once again that I had landed in Elysium, a land envisioned by the Greeks as their version of heaven.

On another night, we attended a Yiddish language version of "Fiddler on the Roof" with English and Yiddish subtitles projected on the sides of the stage. Hearing this favorite musical in Yiddish gave me a feeling of authenticity about each of the challenges faced by the small community of a shtetl or village. On another day we visited a small theater in Manhattan to see "The Sword of Trust," a movie with Marc Maron, also enjoyable. Stephanie enjoys small out of the way gems when seeking out experiences in Manhattan, thinking as I do, that the blockbusters will find their way to us, rather than us finding our way to them.

Visiting the "Tenement Museum" in the oldest part of New York with Stephanie was my chance to imagine the inhabitants of old New York. I have been to the museum a few times before to see the actual apartments where early immigrants lived and to hear their stories from guides who had researched the names and histories of the original occupants. Visualizing Jacob Riis´s photographs from "How the Other Half Lives" (1889) and documentation of the "Five Points" neighborhoods from the those times calls up my imagination of how it might have been. I urge you to visit this museum if you ever have the chance.

Another item on my checklist was to find a Mexican restaurant and we visited three of them. One of them was a fancy boutique restaurant where everything was on the menu, but nothing seemed authentic. Growing up in Stockton, California where there are dozens of Mexican restaurants, has set the bar rather high for me, but (like my love of doughnuts) my memories persist. A second restaurant had spectacular burritos, but only burritos. On our third try, we found an authentic place and I realized the unique flavor of the sauces and spices that make up Mexican food. Our culinary demands come with other difficult conditions. Stephanie has high expectations for any dish, while David and I are vegetarians. I was willing to abandon the vegetarian preference on this occasion if it mattered. Finding cheese enchiladas or chile rellenos to my liking is a tall order. My dad, John Jutt (deceased) was the same way with his Chile Verde. In Victoria I can recreate burritos, cheese enchiladas, nachos and Mexican salsa with chips to my liking, helped by an excellent Chilean artisanal lager, but now I have come to a new conclusion. Don´t leave the American southwest if you love American-style Mexican food.

David, my brother, was also a generous host. On one night we enjoyed a Korean restaurant and on another a gourmet vegetarian restaurant. Spicy Korean noodles check all of my boxes, but not knowing much about Korean cuisine is a disadvantage for me. Korean barbecue is all the rave, but I will probably never try it. The gourmet vegetarian restaurant was an eye opener. They had recreated many fancy French dishes using only vegetarian ingredients. Faux steak, faux chicken, and even faux foie gras, had us all stumped as to how they evoked these flavors. It was a memorable meal showing how far this cuisine had evolved. David has not yet tried an "impossible burger," which I have heard so much about, but promised to try one. I think that always trying to mimic the flavor of meat is somewhat of a fool´s errand. Once you have tried an Argentine steak house you will know what I mean. Or maybe if you have tried soy bacon. Good luck.

David, his wife, Susan, and his son, Alexander,  are members of the Scarsdale community, north of NY city. David teaches choir and music at a nearby high school named "New Rochelle." If you're looking for the perfect place to retire in the New York area, Scarsdale is a safe bet. The location is so middle class, staid, and quiet that it is typecast as the model community and the butt of a few jokes. Being accepted into the "condominium cooperative" that is the organization of these tall apartment buildings is the hallmark of stability.

Another artist in the family living in New York (if my wife´s extended family may be included) is Nelson Andres Rivas, a.k.a. Cekis, who brought his former wife, Karen, and his daughter, Maya, to lunch at Stephanie´s building. Karen found some Chilean-style empanadas from a bakery and Stephanie made a salad and we all had libations. My favorite was the Negroni (equal parts gin, sweet vermouth and Campari), Stephanie´s was the Aperol Spritz and everyone else enjoyed Pisco Sours in honor of Chile. From the rooftop where we dined a magnificent skyline could be viewed. The Dakota hotel, where John Lennon died, is visible from one side. Some construction cranes atop the buildings were visible. Some buildings we could not identify, such as crystalline, insectoid structures. Cocoons waiting to be born.

The centerpiece of my "only in New York" visit would probably have been the "Diner en Blanc," a dinner where hundreds of exclusive ticket holders converge upon a secret location where they enjoy musical performances and they, themselves, are also a spectacle. Stephanie, my niece Francesca and her husband, Brian were the members of our little band. I had to find all white attire, not something I ordinarily enjoy in Victoria, Chile. Some party goers bring their preparation to perfection with all white tuxedos and ladies wearing all white formal gowns. Also, the tables are magnificent presentations, with branches, candles, lights, flowers, and chuppahs or canopies marking them. Everything was perfection. On stage a crooner, perhaps a Frank Sinatra double, sang "New York, New York" as everyone stood and danced. Just as he finished the song, with everyone singing along, a thunderous typhoon struck with raindrops coming down in buckets and thirty mile per hour winds. Everyone was drenched in an instant. Our preparations for the event were rather meager in comparison with the exaggerated chuppahs, silver dining ware with warming trays and other gourmet dinners surrounding us, but it was all for the better. Blinded by the rain and frozen by the winds, we were able to tear down and hustle out of there fairly quickly. It resembled a scene of "The Titanic" with everyone scrambling to leave. I, with my one crutch, found special reserves of energy to assist with the evacuation. The metaphor was clear. Elysium is a fragile construct, easily replaced by Hades, given a catastrophe. New Yorkers know this better than anyone.

One last additional enjoyable part of my visit was staying with my Joaquin, who has the best (or worst) location for an apartment in New York, a bohemian enclave located on Saint Mark´s Place in the East Village. Sort of a birdcage, Joaquin´s apartment has a shelf-like layout on the fifth floor of an ancient building with space for a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and studio for his artwork. Just he and his wife, Abena, a singer, live in the heart of it all, in an area some refer to as America’s hippest street. Not too hip if you´re trying to get some sleep, but iconic nonetheless. Our first night out, programmed for a live concert in Brooklyn, I had to figure out how to navigate the subway on my own using an alternate route, this portion of the subway having shut down due to technical problems. Google maps and improvisation got me there, but not in time to see the concert. It ended just as I got there, but the whole spectacle had a weird psychedelic feel, seeing all of these concertgoers and having just ingested one of New York´s special cocktails, a "Nutcracker." This fruit flavored bombshell is sold out of portable ice chests by entrepreneurial hipsters for $15 a bottle, guaranteed to get your head straight. I loved all of the after concert banter with Jamaicans, Namibians, and Nigerians hanging out at the park, telling their stories. The concert must have been something else. Too bad that I missed it. Joaquin has found a niche as an artist and illustrator for the African American renaissance in New York and has introduced me to a number of their vanguard, such as Wangechi Mutu, a highly regarded Kenyan artist living in New York. Such an interesting life. Livin' the dream. My second night with Joaquin we went to a concert at the Nu Blue. At this venue, all of the performances were live and spontaneous. All of the freestyling rap and incredible jazz that I heard was inspired in the moment with people coming up on the stage and adding to the mix. I even made it down to the floor and busted a few moves myself. Intoxicated dancing I find to be the truest expression of my inner self. Just kidding.

Every time I look out of the main window in Stephanie´s apartment, with its incredible skyline of Manhattan, I can hear George Gershwin´s "Rhapsody in Blue." I began my vacation there and finished it there, like bookends. So many different pieces of the collage that come together in that city. How so much of my family started in Stockton, California and ended up there, I can hardly fathom. Such a glorious place to visit and how wonderful to see so much of my family there. We still belong to California in a way and now my roots are in Chile, but New York is a place where we have also found a connection, a place where dreams have no limits.

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Preview night at Comic-Con 2017 already meeting expectations

Wednesday night was a huge night for Comic-Con 2017 fans as preview night revealed everything they'd been dreaming and hoping for. No matter where you looked, there were rows upon rows of art, swag and just freaking cool stuff! It's funny to see one fan turn their nose up to one thing, labeling it 'trash' while another fan embraces it full-heartedly. As Movie TV Tech Geeks is covering it this, year, we'll have plenty to say, including that first look at the new Batmobile from the "Justice League" movie. Here are my first impressions of the preview night, and when you see those of us buzzing around in our Movie TV Tech Geeks t-shirts, stop and say hello...you might get some sweet MTTG swag too! The San Diego Convention Center was packed with people as soon as it opened its doors for Comic-Con. Fans with four-day passes to the annual pop-culture convention were treated to a preview of the showroom floor Wednesday night: 460,000 square feet of TV, film and video game displays, along with toys, art and comic books for sale. Panels, presentations, screenings and celebrity appearances begin Thursday and continue through Sunday. Forty-nine-year-old Tony Saxon bee-lined it for the Hasbro booth, where he loaded up on two massive bags of collectible toys. "I spent $700, and that's just the beginning," said Saxon, who has been coming to Comic-Con since 1993. "I'm going to be broke by Sunday." Besides being packed with thousands of fans, Comic-Con's showroom floor was alight with flashing screens and giant character displays touting the latest shows, movies, games, and toys. The Mattel booth boasted a life-size replica of the new Batmobile from "Justice League," which looks like a tank crossed with a sports car. Sanrio's booth showed Hello Kitty reimagined as Sonic the Hedgehog. "The Walking Dead" booth was crawling with zombies. And players were so engrossed in their games at the Yu-Gi-Oh! booth, it was like they couldn't tell Comic-Con was happening all around them. "I just got here and it's crowded," said Miles Messenger, 35, as he waited in line to buy an exclusive toy at the Nickelodeon booth. "But I keep coming back because I really enjoy the atmosphere and the community, and being with people who share the same interests." What started as a comic-book convention with 300 participants in 1970 has grown into a corporate-heavy media showcase that draws more than 130,000 attendees. Netflix, Warner Bros., Fox, HBO and Marvel Studios are among the companies hosting large-scale presentations with top-name talent. But while Hollywood has raised Comic-Con's profile, comic book enthusiasts say it keeps edging out the book buyers and sellers at the heart of the event. "I think the biggest story about Comic-Con this year is that Chuck Rozanski and Mile High Comics isn't attending... He is THE guy in terms of retail comics, and he cannot afford to do the setup that he would usually do because he just doesn't get the sales that he used to get at Comic-Con," said Harry Knowles, founder of the fan site Ain't It Cool News and a Comic-Con regular since 1971. "The sadness that's going on is the people that really made Comic-Con worth going to from the very beginning are being squeezed out by the entire corporate structure of Hollywood, of the industry that is creating so much awesome stuff for us to obsess about." Among the fan obsessions on view this year: "Stranger Things 2" and "Marvel's The Defenders" from Netflix, which also promises a surprise screening Thursday night; HBO's "Game of Thrones" and "Westworld"; "Justice League" and "Blade Runner 2049" from Warner Bros., along with an anticipated appearance by Steven Spielberg showcasing his adaptation of "Ready Player One." Jamie Newbold, who's been attending Comic-Con since 1972 and selling comic books there for more than 20 years, said that as big entertainment companies have seized on the convention's fan base, the cost of exhibit space on the showroom floor has become prohibitive for small vendors. The owner of Southern California Comics in San Diego still plans to bring about 15,000 books to the convention, but he used to take triple that. "I have a lot of friends who do what I do, and when they look around and see the booths on either side of them are corporate booths, they're big businesses, and we're just little guys from LA or Colorado or New Orleans," Newbold said. "It would be nice for us to see some form of compensation to keep us there since we're the seeds that sprouted this massive tree." His wish? That Comic-Con would make its 50th anniversary a celebration of rare and vintage comic books. Jud Meyers, co-founder of Blastoff Comics in Los Angeles, remembers when comic book sellers dominated the convention center showroom. Now big studio and video game exhibits are front and center, with booksellers are in the back. "I don't think we can blame Hollywood," he said. "Dedicated comic book stores are at a low we've never seen... The comic book world is not just about comic books." That may be most clear at Comic-Con, where fans of sci-fi, superheroes, and other genre fare can connect with their favorite characters through movies, TV, toys or cosplay, as well as comics. Knowles, also a producer of the 2011 documentary "Comic-Con Episode IV: A Fan's Hope," said Comic-Con isn't a battle between Hollywood and comic books. "It's not about who's out to win Comic-Con," he said. "The people who are going to win Comic-Con are the ones who paid for tickets to arrive at Comic-Con. They're going to have the greatest time ever."

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Apple 27in iMac with retina 5K display

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Apple 27in iMac with retina 5K display

The iMac with 5K Retina show is Apple’s try to do what it did with smartphones and drugs and redefine what a laptop screen must be. In that case, it has hit a home run.

From the out of doors, the new iMac seems like the vintage one. A slender aluminium body with a slab of glass on the front, a curved foot-style stand and an Apple brand. It’s a familiar sight from US Tv suggests and art departments throughout u . S .

iMac

It’s a sophisticated design that makes the beautiful of a display, and a computer blended, taking over the as little area as feasible. However, it’s the 27in display that’s the step forward for computing device computer systems.

A new show well known

The new iMac has a 5K display screen, exactly double the decision of the non-5K 27in iMac, with 5120 x 2880 pixels. That is seven instances the range of pixels on display compared to a 1080p full HD tv show. However those are just numbers, what it means is that the screen is terrific crisp; as sharp as a current telephone display screen.

The iMac routinely detects the kind of content on display screen and displays it at the perfect resolution. Pictures and video are performed at native resolution. For textual content, however, 4 pixels are shown for everybody one described via the website. The textual content remains the identical size on display But is pin sharp. This is the same machine Apple has been using on its iPhones, iPads and retina MacBook Professionals for years.

Arguably the 5K screen is designed for editing 4K video and eight-megapixel pics at full size while nonetheless having equipment, timelines and scrubbers on display at the same time. For the entirety else, it’s approximately how crystal clear the screen looks and what that does to the computing enjoy.

Telephone elegance In case you examine a smartphone which includes an iPhone 6 or a Samsung Galaxy S5 to a conventional PC display or PC screen, there’s a clear distinction in the readability and sharpness of photographs, text and icons.

The 5K display makes the whole thing appear as sharp as we’re used to on our smartphones and tablets. That might not sound like a great star, However, 5 minutes in the front of 1 and it’s clean that no other display screen will appearance the same once more – it’s miles like night and day.

Reading text, writing files, browsing websites and even balancing a spreadsheet are all greater using just how crisp the whole thing looks. Eye fatigue is decreased, and on-display Reading becomes a great deal more exciting.

It’s like a ratchet, but. As with telephone, pill or even HDTV screens – when you go excessive decision and crispness like this it’s very hard to go lower back.

Specifications display screen: 27in IPS 5K retina show (5120×2880) Processor: 3.5GHz quad-middle Intel core i5 (as much as four.0GHz quad-middle Intel center i7) Reminiscence: 8GB 1600MHz DDR3 (as much as 32GB) Photographs: AMD Radeon R9 M290X with 2GB of GDDR5 (as much as R9 M295X) Garage: 1TB fusion pressure (3TB fusion or as much as 1TB SSD to be had) Working machine: OS X 10.10 Yosemite Ports: 4x USB3, 2x Thunderbolt 2, Gigabit ethernet, SDXC card reader, headphone port Wireless: 802.11ac c084d04ddacadd4b971ae3d98fecfb2a, Bluetooth four.0 Digicam: FacetimeHD size: 51.6 x 65 x 20.3cm Weight: 9.54kg All-in-one The new iMac is the same as previous generations in use. Video editors will in all likelihood need to pay for a better-distinctive version to ensure top overall performance with 4K video editing. But even the base version can be fast sufficient to do nearly something. It runs silently until the Portraits processor is pushed by a recreation or while rendering video, at which point the enthusiasts are audible But not deafening.

Set up may be very easy. It comes with a Wireless keyboard and mouse or trackpad out of the container. Plugging one electricity cable in and setting batteries in the add-ons is all That is required. Inside five mins the laptop is ready to go with a straightforward user account Installation the usage of the state-of-the-art OS X Yosemite (Home windows 7, eight and eight.1 also can be run).

Each person who has used a Mac before may be familiar with the method; others will no longer have any trouble following the simple commands.

Not the whole thing is irritation free, although. There’s no DVD pressure – those that want to study CDs and DVDs could have to shop for an extra, external drive.

The glossy design additionally relegates the computer’s ports to the lower back. It continues matters tidy But makes hard to plug USB cables and SD cards into the PC without spinning it round. It might not be something you do greater than as soon as a day, However it quickly will become grating.

The iMac also doesn’t have any top adjustment, best tilting on the stand. The pinnacle of the 27in screen begins at 48.9cm from the table, that’s higher than most might have their video display units and manner users will regulate their chair height to make it ergonomic.

Gaming Macs have never been dazzling gaming machines, and the iMac is no specific. Most Desktops can’t manage 4K gaming, let alone 5K, as pushing that many pixels could be very worrying on Images processors.

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The game library for OS X is small compared to Windows. However, the ones that are to be had which include Bioshock Limitless the iMac will struggle to run at native 5K resolution. Reducing Bioshock Countless to 1080p resolution with excessive detail stage produced solid 60 frames according to the second video, however.

Switching to Windows using Boot Camp, video games run barely higher and can gain similar outcomes with resolutions up to 2560×1440.

Charge

The bottom model of the 27in iMac with Retina 5K show fees at £1,999, which is £550 more than the beginning 27in iMac without a 5K display and with poorer Specs. That price climbs to £three,519 for the top model without accessories.

A 27in iMac without a Retina 5K show But with comparable Specifications fees around £110 less than the base 5K iMac.

For the same Laptop, 27in 4K video display units from Dell and others are to be had to cost around £500. Video display units with a 5K decision price upwards of £1, retina three hundred. A computer similar in specification to the new iMac might cost around £800 to construct with a replica of Windows 8.1.

Verdict The 27in iMac wiRetinashow is the primary desktop pc that has triggered awe in on-lookers. every person who has set eyes at the display has been stunned by means of it, and it is very awesome.

The sheer clarity of the textual content and snap shots – you may positioned nostril to display screen and nonetheless not see the pixels – makes it a pleasure to apply every day and that’s now not some thing I ever notion I’d say about a laptop.

Specifications, processors, Memory and Storage all trade right away, however the 5K display screen is possibly to be the satisfactory display you’ll see for a while.

It isn’t best. The simplest component you can alternate on it is the Reminiscence and it’s very highly-priced for a fashionable laptop computer. However if you could come up with the money for £2,000 for this kind of Mac the retina iMac is the one to shop for.

simply don’t use one, don’t even examine one, until you can have the funds for it, as after you see it the sheer crispness will break the whole thing else.

Apple has released a new edition of its iMac computer pc at an occasion in California, with a 27in retina display marking its first huge update considering 2011. It’s going to pass on sale nowadays, starting at $2,499.

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the brand new iMac brings the high resolution retina show – first introduced on the iPhone and iPad, then the MacBook Seasoned in 2012 – to the computer. The “retina 5K” display will have a local decision of 5120×2880 pixels, leading to a 14.7 megapixel display.

That boosts the decision and pixel density, But in line with Apple’s method to mobile devices, it uses it to make textual content, icons and pics sharper and easier to examine, in preference to truly making the whole lot much smaller and adding greater screen real property.

the brand new iMac continues the slim all-aluminium design, added in 2011 along with Apple’s Thunderbolt port for fast external connections, even as the internals are upgraded with a three.5Ghz quad-core Intel i7 and an AMD Radeon R9 M290X Snap shots card.

The original iMac launched in 1998 as Apple’s modern design-led all-in-one computer, combining computer and screen into one device. It was also Apple’s chief designer Jony Ive’s first big creation for the company, based around an original tube TV monitor and polycarbonate body.

  Since 1998 the iMac has seen several revisions, moving to an articulated flat screen in 2002 and then to the basis for the current aluminium bodies in 2004. Apple continued to update the iMac internally, switching to Intel processors from IBM Power PCs in 2006.

The iMac has steadily replaced the Mac Pro as the machine used by most desktop Mac users, including publishers and artists, with only video producers clinging to the more expensive, but more powerful Mac Pro.

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2601. Do you think cell phones cause cancer? no

Are cell phone users more likely to get into car accidents? if they use them while driving Do cell phones really interfere with a plane’s navigation equipment? no idea tbh Are cell phones immune from computer viruses? no Can using a cell phone at a gas station spark a fire? not that i know of 2602. What makes a guy see a chick as less of a cute little girl and more of a woman? ask a man?

2603. What is it about football that makes people want to watch it? no idea. 2604. What is the best show on tv? Supernatural 2605. Are you more of a tape dispenser or a stereo speaker and why? ?

2606. What do you think is overrated? pop music

what is underrated? Metal

2607. Can spiders ump? ?

Did you interpret that as ‘jump’ or 'hump or 'bump’ or other? neither 2608. What’s the matter with adults today? pressure 2609. Have you ever worked 'off the books’? No. 2610. Have you ever worked 9-5? no

If not do you think you ever will? -

2611. Do men or woman make better bosses? doesn’t matter the gender. 2612. Do you believe that people should move up through a company or that the higher up positions should be filled by people hired from outside the company? doesn’t matter. 2613. Why is it that no one seems to care about their job? because companies treat people like crap. 2614. When I go into a store, why doesn’t anyone know anything about what they are selling? they haven’t been informed or worked there long enough. 2615. Have you ever seen those people that get that blank, lost expression when they go into a store and kinda shuffle along like zombies? i don’t pay attention to others.

Do you wonder how they got up, dressed themselves, and made it to the store in the first place? -

2616. When did you/will you graduate college? - 2617. When will Eminem stop whining about his bad childhood and move on?? he can express through his music what he wants. 2618. I am drug free. Are you drug free? Yes. 2619. I have piercings and am getting tattoos. Do you have either? yes 2620. Can you REALLY say that your way is the right way? probably lol

maybe there is a different way for everyone? maybe 2621. What do you think of the song 'Imagine’? - 2622. Can you think of any reason i might have written this, other than I am bored with too much time on my hands? nope. 2623. What is the purpose of art? expression.

How about movies? expression and entertainment.

Music? ^ 2624. Do you think that anything has lost it’s value because it’s become too 'commercial’? What? nothing i can thing of. 2625. Have you ever been promoted? no fired? yes

2626. What do you call your private area? Does it have a nickname? vag 2627. What parts of your body are shaved? armpits mostly. 2628. What is a peachclam? ? 2629. What is the american dream? it’s different for everyone

Is it the same as your dream? - 2630. Do you need to be right all the time? naw 2631. There was a sculpture that was supposed to be displayed for a week in the Rockefeller Center in NYC of a falling woman - designed as a memorial to those who jumped or fell to their death from the World Trade Center. It was complained about as grotesque, inappropriate and describe as 'not art’ What do you think? i don’t have an opinion. Ive never heard of that. It was taken down early because it was seen as 'offensive’. What do you think about that? probably was. The artist, Fischl, said in a statement. “It was a sincere expression of deepest sympathy for the vulnerability of the human condition. Both specifically towards the victims of Sept. 11 and towards humanity in general.” cool. Are people just too sensitive? Or maybe people are NOT sensitive ENOUGH to the idea that others may have different views from them (or from the majority)? the second one. See these different, opposing or offensive views be allowed to be expressed freely and openly? yes Why or why not? because 2632. What letter’s sound do you like the best? - 2633. What is one movie character you identify with and why? a lot of characters 2634. Do you act the same when you are alone as you do when people are watching? naw 2635. Why is everyone so obsessed with superheros? dunno 2636. What cliches do you hear over-used the most? no idea. 2637. Do you handle inconveniences well? no. i get annoyed 2638. Are you a fan of Jackie Chan? No. 2639. Is a promise a big deal? Yes. 2640. What is your place in the universe? we don’t have one. 2641. Once some scientists dug up a woolly mammoth, frozen in ice. It was still completely whole, not rotted or fossilized. The scientists decided to have a dinner party. It was a very posh affair. they served roast woolly mammoth steaks, the rarest meat in all the world. So, if you were invited, would you have eaten it? no 2642. What are 3 things you DON’T want to know? i want to know everything. 2643. It seems to me that a lot of people don’t value their lives, or life in general very highly. Why do you suppose that is? because life sucks.

Are you like that? i don’t value my life 2644. Do you celebrate the harvest moon? No. 2645. Do you believe in out of body experiences? sure. 2646. Why does so much depend upon a red wheel barrel glazed with rain water beside the white chickens? ????????

2647. Why do so many people get jobs that they dislike? it’s hard to get a job these days. 2648. Do you think that in THIS world, being creative is a handicap? no Why or why not? because it’s a nice thing to be creative. 2649. Do you ever get chills or shivers during movies? What movies? yes; good ones. 2650. Do you believe in the collective unconscious(that people are like onions..the outer layers are individualistic and the deeper you go the more similar we all are)? sure

2651. Do you think that most people have the qualities you look for in friends/intimate relationships or do you feel alienated? alienated.

2652. Are you very critical: of others? yeah

have you ever tried? yeah 2657. Imagine you are 34 weeks pregnant. You are healthy and you didn’t have any major problems in your pregnancy. Would you consider flying from the UK to Germany, which takes one hour, without a bad feeling that something could go wrong or the baby decides to come out earlier? i wouldn’t fly 2658. How long do you think it would take you to jog a mile? for me it takes like 12-15 minutes. 2659. Word association: twilight: - garden: - warm: - stars: - crash: - mold: -   gold: - green: - lush: - 2660. Picture a triangle:

Quick! What color is it?

pink Picture a square. Quick! What color is it? orange Picture a circle. Quick! What color is it? blue Why do you think you saw these shapes as these colors? who knows. 2661. What things are endless? everything 2662. Are you ever subtle? i dunno 2663. “Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood…some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t conceive of your life without it? How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? How can you fully appreciate these moments, every moment, when it all seems limitless?” ~Paul Bowles except from The Sheltering Sky.

pretty 2664. Do you never have an ordinary day? i always do 2665. Do you embrace every single thing you’ve never known? maybe? 2666. Has anyone ever mistaken you for a satanist? well i am one so... 2667. Can stress sometimes be good? noo 2668. Write something random, just whatever flows out of your head without thinking. Forget punctuation just try to type as fast as you think:

no

2669. Are you a musical snob? kinda

How about a film snob? very 2670. When you were in school did you learn to think or repeat? think? 2671. Do you have everything you need to be happy? probably.

If not, what is missing? success 2672. Would you take a very casually dropped 'maybe I should just kill myself’ as a warning sign? depends 2673. What does the word 'ironic’ mean? Can you give an example of an ironic situation?

go buy a dictionary.

2674. What did you see today that was beautiful in an ordinary way? my kitty? 2675. Have you ever been on the edge of the night? no? 2676. Do you feel oppressed in some way? yeah 2677. Who do you think shot JFK? no idea. i very much believe in the conspiracy theory

Who do you think shot Martin Luther King? I don’t know the name. Why do you think they got shot? they were actually making efforts for change. 2679. Are you aware that although only about 14 percent of the American total population is black, that about 70 percent of the people in jail in America are black? yes Why do you think that is? justice system is fucked; being a POC sucks in this society. What conclusion can you draw based on this?

things need to be fixed

2678. Do you think that the culture you live in is completely open to all ideas and forms of expression? no 2680. What do you think of the character (muppet) on sesame street that has aids and should this kind of a theme be explored in children’s television? ? 2681. Are you dyslexic? No. 2682, Can you construct a bong out of: household objects? no an apple? no your cat? um no 2683. Starwars, star trek or star gate? none 2684. Windows or mac? MAC. 2685. Do you start conversations or wait for other people to start them? wait. 2686. How many phallic symbols can you think of? zero. 2687. Would you buy tickets to see the top ten American idols sing live? no 2688. A bird may love a fish…but where would they live? ? 2689. Are you a hologram or a misfit? misfit? 2690. How are you oriented sexually? I’m straight...?

Do you agree with the people who say that everyone is bi-sexual even if they don’t want to admit it? no 2691. If you are the only human on the planet of the apes do you have sex with an ape? no 2692. If you are making out with a sex someone and you reach down and find they have a fish tail instead of legs do you still fool around with them? what? 2693. Does superman wear kryptonite condoms? sure why not 2694. Do you know exactly where you are? yeah

Do you know the meaning of it all? Nope.

Do you know the distance to the sun? not at the top of my head.

Do you know the echo that is love? no? 2694. Do you believe you are: extraordinary? no

Blessed? no

Cursed? probably.

Won? no 2695. What are you doing this weekend? nothing special. 2696. Do you believe that black people should get money to make up for their previous enslavement? no..?

Do you believe that all oppressed people should get money to make up for their oppression? no? 2697. What’s a quagmire? dunno 2698. Is philosophy a science or can everyone have their own philosophy? make your own 2699. Are you a big fish in a small pond? naw 2700. Would you like to read an entire novel written in stream of consciousness form? what