<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686</id><updated>2012-01-29T22:11:00.672-06:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>DIARY OF A MADMAN</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing can escape the ghostly image of self, the might of the conscience, and the curse of comprehension.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-6431920416355095724</id><published>2010-01-11T16:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:13:41.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>STAY TUNED...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I recently re-discovered that I had a blog as well as numerous un-finished posts.  They may see the light of day sometime in the near future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/S0ugqicv1MI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7ZeKPWwDfMk/s1600-h/poltergeist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/S0ugqicv1MI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7ZeKPWwDfMk/s200/poltergeist.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425606828760224962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-6431920416355095724?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/6431920416355095724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=6431920416355095724&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/6431920416355095724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/6431920416355095724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2010/01/stay-tuned.html' title='STAY TUNED...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/S0ugqicv1MI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7ZeKPWwDfMk/s72-c/poltergeist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-8386220312901075882</id><published>2008-11-02T22:10:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:14:25.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>PROPOSITION (H)8.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well folks, as it stands right now, my faith in humanity as a whole is slowly and surely going down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shitter&lt;/span&gt;.  Why you may ask?  Well for me, I don't see why people have such an instinctive need to hate and suppress.  A desire to deny basic human rights to people of another colour, another class, or in this particular case, another 'preference'. Of course, I'm referring to 'Proposition 8'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/SQ6Fz_7m_iI/AAAAAAAAALo/MJ5PlY_9yD4/s1600-h/Yeson8YardSign_NoFrame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/SQ6Fz_7m_iI/AAAAAAAAALo/MJ5PlY_9yD4/s200/Yeson8YardSign_NoFrame.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264292142823964194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, Proposition 8 is a proposal to amend the California constitution.  An amendment aimed at eliminating the rights of same sex couples to marry.    The argument, that public institutions (as it stand right now) are confusing the youth of today.  That kids are being taught that it's okay to be gay, that same sex marriages are the same as traditional marriages (between a man and a women).  Furthermore, it forces Californians to "not just be tolerant of gay lifestyles, but face mandatory compliance regardless of their personal beliefs."  In other words, the argument is that same sex marriages are not natural, that they go against traditional values and teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can just start ranting (like in previous &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-religion-is-love-well-then-love-is.html"&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt;) about how this is an example of why I'm not religious and blah blah blah but I'm not going to do this.  Rather, I'm just going to say some words on what I think about Proposition 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't see the problem of allowing same sex couples to be together in marriage.  After all, if two people love each other unconditionally and unselfishly, why shouldn't they be allowed to be together in matrimony?  Why should it matter if they are the same sex?  Seriously, how does it affect you personally if same sex marriages are legalized?  The reasons given by supporters of Proposition 8 are so riddled with hypocritical statements that it's hard to take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated above, Pro-Proposition 8 argues that it's dangerous to teach kids that gay marriages are okay and that gays are equal, that it's okay to be gay.  Well isn't it?  Why shouldn't it be okay to life the lifestyle you want?  Does it really hurt anyone if a gay couple wants to be married?  How is it any better if we start teaching our kids that it's not okay to be gay?  Think about the ramifications of that for just a second!  By saying yes to Proposition 8 your saying to YOUR kids that it's NOT okay for them to be what they want to be and that they're a travesty and an embarrassment to humankind if they do otherwise.  What's next?  Are you going to teach your kids that if they don't go to university, marry and start a family that they're a failure?  Will you disown them if they're gay?  What ever happened to love?  What ever happened to decency?  What ever happened to loving your child unconditionally?  Are you going to love your kid less if he/she is gay cause if you do, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; the real travesty here...not them.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a proposition for you.  Explain to me why you think same sex couples should not be allowed to marry without referring to the bible or resorting to discriminatory statements.  Has it been shown that same sex couples hurt the economy?  Has it been shown that same sex couples are worse parents?  Are same sex couples supporting terrorism?  Explain to me...EXPLAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another key argument for Proposition 8 is that it's not fair to force Californians to face mandatory compliance regardless of their personal beliefs.  All I'm going to say here is that how is Proposition 8 any different?  If you don't see how this statement is hypocritical, then you're an idiot...simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sky, one world, one existence for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj-0xMrsyxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oj-0xMrsyxE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-8386220312901075882?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-7134640462999238157?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/7134640462999238157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=7134640462999238157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7134640462999238157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7134640462999238157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/08/powerthirst.html' title='POWERTHIRST!'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-7700332782713013047</id><published>2008-07-24T22:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:58:45.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Emo To Be Made Illegal In Russia?</title><content type='html'>This made me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.themoscowtimes.com/article/1010/42/368995.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-7700332782713013047?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/7700332782713013047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=7700332782713013047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7700332782713013047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7700332782713013047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/07/being-emo-to-be-made-illegal-in-russia.html' title='Being Emo To Be Made Illegal In Russia?'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-2971413379551840699</id><published>2008-04-09T18:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:33:05.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Global Metal" - Documentary Trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiOqGIWlFx8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiOqGIWlFx8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-2971413379551840699?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/2971413379551840699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=2971413379551840699&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2971413379551840699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2971413379551840699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/04/global-metal-documentary-trailer.html' title='&quot;Global Metal&quot; - Documentary Trailer'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1961700986071862202</id><published>2008-03-28T11:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:09.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cryptic Writings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I started this blog, I made it a point to never post on anything that I was unsure of.  In other words, I wasn't about to post a post that a) wasn't grounded in anything b) I have no firm opinion/stance on and c) I can't back up logically and reasonably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, why stir up shit just for the hell of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of my blog is to voice my opinion on a particular issue and if need be, defend my stance...well, that and simply vent about ridiculous and otherwise, pointless shit (hey it's my blog, I can do whatever the fuck I want!).  You may recall my "&lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/04/soldiers-in-army-of-god.html"&gt;If Religion is Love, Well Then Love is Control&lt;/a&gt;" post and the &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-religion-is-love-well-then-love-is.html"&gt;response&lt;/a&gt; that it elicited from an anonymous blogger.  Or you may remember my post on "&lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge.html"&gt;The Bridge&lt;/a&gt;" and the &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/bridge-response-to-response.html"&gt;response&lt;/a&gt; (and &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-pkh-here-we-go-again.html"&gt;rebuttal&lt;/a&gt;)  that came out of that.  Obviously when you voice an opinion on 'sensitive' issues like religion and suicide, people will inevitably respond.  Some of the responses are good but unfortunately, most are not.  The responses that I'm referring to are the ones in which the 'reader' simply lashes out at the 'author' simply because the author has touched on a subject in which the reader is passionate about.  Here the readers 'passion' for a particular issue overcomes them, therefore making it impossible for them to articulate a response that is both logical and passionate.  The reader fails to read and understand the content of the actual post, they fail to 'read the lines' (let alone 'read between the lines') and usually end up asserting insulting claims of 'ignorance' onto the author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the hell am I talking about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R-m2VctcniI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-Snp39P2AHM/s1600-h/NotUnderstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R-m2VctcniI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-Snp39P2AHM/s200/NotUnderstand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181873325866786338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently I'm not the only one among my immediate blogging community that manages to piss people off.  Just recently my friend CP received an anonymous response on her wonderfully crafted &lt;a href="http://chickensinsaskatoon.blogspot.com/2008/03/stuff-that-contradicts-other-stuff.html"&gt;post on the irony of religion.&lt;/a&gt;  The &lt;a href="http://chickensinsaskatoon.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-religious-comments.html"&gt;response&lt;/a&gt; was short and simple: "The kingdom of heaven is at hand.  Repent and believe the gospel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh anonymous bloggers, beautifully ironic in oh so many ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you even posted a response (in this context) indicates that you have an opinion to voice and that you're willing to engage in a 'dialogue' of sort.  But when you post anonymously, you essentially cut off all means of efficient 'communication'.  Posting anonymously suggests that you don't want to reveal yourself because you're not confident enough in the content your words to allow an open discussion.   A good example would be the response I got for my post "The Bridge".  the individual who posted on the blog posted under the moniker 'pkh' and even though we didn't see eye to eye, at least we had an 'open discussion'.   Conversely, the individual who posted on my "If Religion is Love, Well Then  Love is Control" post, posted anonymously, claiming that I was trying to advocate my 'moral superiority'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you got the guts to respond to what I am saying, at least have enough 'balls' to reveal yourself!  I really don't have time for anonymous bullshit!  Confront the logic behind the argument, not the topic.  Attack the content, not the individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I do recognize that this is in fact, an off tangent, slightly pointless rant triggered by my own incapability to deal with ridiculous shit...but as I said before, 'hey it's my blog, I can do whatever the fuck I want!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh, by the way, if you're one of those people who do in fact post anonymous insulting and derogative responses (unless it's done in a playful and light hearted manner, indicating that I do in fact, know you) don't even fucking bother because I will just delete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  By no way, shape or form, am I trying to prove my 'intelligence' or anything like that.  I never considered myself a genius or anything like that, I'm just a guy who thinks too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE:  The anonymous bloggers that I'm referring to should not be mistaken for the Internet group "Anonymous", who have recently waged a war on Scientology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1961700986071862202?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1961700986071862202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1961700986071862202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1961700986071862202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1961700986071862202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/03/cryptic-writings.html' title='Cryptic Writings'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R-m2VctcniI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-Snp39P2AHM/s72-c/NotUnderstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-7384710937707939212</id><published>2008-02-22T20:04:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:46:02.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Nothing Wrong With A Little Melody...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When it comes to heavy metal, a lot of people fall into this false preconception that somehow if the vocal lines are melodic, it's not metal. Hell, I've even come across some people that would say something like "what the fuck is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crap" or "this isn't metal" while I'm listening to a melodic metal band (vocally speaking of course)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A melodic vocal line DOES NOT make a song/band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! It's the DELIVERY that's makes the song/band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! If you ask me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is pop rock with a punk/indie/hardcore delivery and if you're into that kind of stuff, hey, knock yourself out...but I'm not particularly a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to take into account how each of the instruments (including vocals) interact and compliment one another and how they deliver a particular sound BEFORE attempting to ascribe what band belongs to what genre. If you try to try to place a particular band into a particular genre based on a sole attribute alone, you're going to run into problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the point of this otherwise, pointless rant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lately I've been getting into a different kind of metal, a mixture of Swedish metal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;riffings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i.e. In Flames, Dark Tranquility, etc) an atmospheric Gothic feel (i.e. Cradle of Filth) and on top of that, a very melodic vocal melody. Some would call this "Progressive Metal"...but I'll leave that up to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my point (if there is even a point) is that it's important to be open to music. Let the music speak for itself and don't automatically dislike a band or not give them a chance because of this, that or the other. It's okay to be passionate about a particular music genre, but it's not a crime to be open as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yes, this is metal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/icJiUUBp1Po&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/icJiUUBp1Po&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voices In A Dream&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echoes of Eternity&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten Goddess (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/njPWBTIv9qw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/njPWBTIv9qw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sirenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Destinies and a Downfall (2007) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e-WXm8cbK4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e-WXm8cbK4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Touch of Blessing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Evergrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inner Circle (2004)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-7384710937707939212?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/7384710937707939212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=7384710937707939212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7384710937707939212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/7384710937707939212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/02/theres-nothing-wrong-with-little-melody.html' title='There&apos;s Nothing Wrong With A Little Melody...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1819183320244606856</id><published>2008-02-01T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:10.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't We Be Friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know what I love, shit that doesn't make any sense...and do you know what makes absolutely no sense to me...racism. Ahh racism, the burning desire that one has to ascribe hatred, poverty and sickness to any race but their own. Only something as fucking stupid and lame as racism has the ability to tarnish the credibility of something that I love... heavy metal music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R6YyZNX7kHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pz6Xjv5lG_Q/s1600-h/4122823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162869431495004274" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R6YyZNX7kHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pz6Xjv5lG_Q/s200/4122823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Tampere, Finland an anti-racism non-governmental organization known as the 'Rasmus Network against Racism and Xenophobia' is urging foreigners to avoid the city's downtown area on February 1st (yes I know that it's passed February 1st but I really don't give a fuck). The cause of this warning, a heavy metal concert held at a Tampere heavy metal rock club featuring four neo-Nazi bands: DER STÜRMER (Greece), ABSURD (Germany), GOATMOON (Finland) and SATANIC WARMASTER (Finland). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The tour was organized by the Pagan Front Record Label, which proclaims itself as "the Hammer of National Socialist Black Metal". As a matter of fact, the promotional poster for the show reads at the bottom "FUCK OFF ALL YOU ANTIFA BASTARDS! YOU WILL NEVER WIN THIS WAR!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny...I wasn't aware that there was a war of this sort going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and the bands...nothing short of credible!  For example, DER STÜRMER website praises the Nazis while former members from ABSURD are in prison for murder and neo-Nazi activities...and the sad thing is that according to the club's promoter, the concert was sold out well in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's kinda fucked up and sad that so many people would fall into this false preconception that all that is wrong with the world is simply due to the existence and presence of a "foreign" race. I don't know, maybe it's just easier to blame others for why your life is so fucked up and why you can't get a job and blah blah blah.  Perhaps it's easier to be told what to believe as oppose to believing what you want to believe.  Such is the way of ignorance I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a suggestion, if you're all so passionate about the teachings of Hitler and so keen on following his philosophical teachings, well maybe you should...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R6Y7A9X7kII/AAAAAAAAAIo/cUbm97HK2xY/s1600-h/follow_your_leader.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162878910487826562" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R6Y7A9X7kII/AAAAAAAAAIo/cUbm97HK2xY/s200/follow_your_leader.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the original story &lt;a href="http://www.yle.fi/news/left/id81495.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1819183320244606856?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1819183320244606856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1819183320244606856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1819183320244606856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1819183320244606856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-cant-we-be-friends.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We Be Friends?'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/R6YyZNX7kHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/pz6Xjv5lG_Q/s72-c/4122823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3065615987600203300</id><published>2007-11-23T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:57:11.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimaira, Kataklysm, Terror and Divine Heresy at Ryley's Night Club (November 22, 2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;Well its been a while since I saw a good metal show.  Yes yes I'm aware I just saw Ozzy with Rob Zombie on October 24 but when I say a good metal show, I mean the kind of metal that makes you want to break shit!  The kind of metal that WON'T ever be played on the radio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;Well last night I saw a killer metal show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;Since my friend Cara will eventually post a review of the show in yet another installment of the "&lt;a href="http://chickensinsaskatoon.blogspot.com/2007/11/chickens-concert-series-8-metal.html"&gt;Chicken Concert Series&lt;/a&gt;", there is no need for me to post a review of the show because 1) being repetitive sucks and 2) I'm lazy.   So I'll just leave you with some random thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;1) Ex-Fear Factory guitarist Dino Cazares's new band Divine Heresy kicked major ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;2) Hardcore dancing is still hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;3) The ratio of girls to guys at metal shows needs to be raised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;4) Being groped by random hot metal girls is still flattering!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;5) The unspoken rule of 'at least 1 black item of clothing at any metal show ' is still alive and well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;6) Free shots kick ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;7) If you wear 'bling' at a metal show, you'll look like an idiot and will be mocked for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;8) Double kicks and guitar solo's still kick ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;9) Metal break downs are a sure way to get the head's a banging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;10) Chanting 'I hate everyone' with a room full of people is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;To give you some idea as to what last night was like, here's a video of Chimaira performing the song "Pure Hatred" off the album "The Impossibility of Reason" (2003).  And just to let you know, this is where I got the idea for my infamous e-mail/blog address!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;Ahh metal...this machine rages on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Bold" title="Bold" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 3);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFMjvIpM0nU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFMjvIpM0nU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chimaira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Hatred (Live at Download)&lt;br /&gt;The Impossibility of Reason (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3065615987600203300?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3065615987600203300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3065615987600203300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3065615987600203300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3065615987600203300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/11/chimaira-kataklysm-terror-and-divine.html' title='Chimaira, Kataklysm, Terror and Divine Heresy at Ryley&apos;s Night Club (November 22, 2007)'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3730933707872772413</id><published>2007-10-17T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:25:11.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Encounter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Holy crap I ran into a bear today!  I could have easily died but I managed to fight it off...and it just so happen that Jason was across from where I was working, with a video camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dopLg4SqzpA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dopLg4SqzpA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3730933707872772413?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3730933707872772413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3730933707872772413&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3730933707872772413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3730933707872772413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/10/bear-encounter.html' title='Bear Encounter!'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-8804143423464838567</id><published>2007-09-29T22:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:22:23.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh PKH, Here We Go Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pkh&lt;/span&gt;  said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a native of San Francisco and live less than five minutes from the Golden Gate Bridge. Please go back and read my comments a little closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The span is a little over a mile long and kills one person on average every week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come to San Francisco - you will see that the rails are too low and access is too great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the most effective methods of deterring suicide is by eliminating means. Which is why raising the rails will end the deaths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No other place in the United States has the access to death the Golden Gate Bridge affords.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suicide is an impetuous act - a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Stopping a person will in 92% of the cases documented lead to that person to never try to commit suicide again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yes I am working very hard to end death on the Golden Gate Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And yes I am part of an organization that is doing something the link is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.bridgerail.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And clearly you were just throwing thoughts ... next time read and then compose something that has substance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are part of the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Next time, you should take your own advice into consideration because you obviously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t read my comments close enough.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seemed to me (in this post) that you were basically trying to take jabs at me (i.e. you are part of the problem). Basically, you resorted to throwing out the same facts as before, facts that I never disagreed with - presented in such a manner which implies that I’m oblivious or something along that line.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can assure you I'm not&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes I know you are a ‘native of San Francisco’.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes I know the bridge is over a mile long &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes I know the rails are too low and that they should be significantly higher&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes I know that people jump off the Golden Gate Bridge because it is easily accessible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem with your original post was that you did not indicate whether you ARE part of an organization or not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t sure what your point was?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Were you just some random blogger who just happen to come across my post and decided to rip me a new one because of my philosophical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ponderings&lt;/span&gt; of suicide or were you just putting in your two cents with no personal attacks in mind?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is why I posted my response to your response because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t sure what you point was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Go back and read your &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge.html"&gt;original response&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/bridge-response-to-response.html"&gt;my response&lt;/a&gt; with that in mind!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Also, my &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge.html"&gt;original post&lt;/a&gt; was triggered and influenced by the Golden Gate Bridge, but it was NOT ABOUT the Golden Gate Bridge per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; (something that I also indicated in my response).  It was about my personal reflection on suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m happy that you’re part of an organization (&lt;a href="http://www.bridgerail.org/"&gt;www.bridgerail.org&lt;/a&gt;) that is trying to do something about the Golden Gate Bridge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a commendable cause and I wish you the best of luck and if there’s a petition that needs signing or something along the sort pass it this way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that I know that you are tied to such an organization, your statements ‘raise the rails end the deaths’ makes a little more sense.  You should have stated that in your original post as oppose to leaving an anonymous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I still do not agree that raising the rails will end the deaths per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You make it sound like raising the rails will end the suicide crisis for the Bay area completely (i.e. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Stopping a person will in 92% of the cases documented lead to that person to never try to commit suicide again&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It won’t. It may cut the total percentage down a little (which is again a noble cause) but it will not eliminate the problem, it will not eliminate the desperation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will eliminate a mean but there are other means out there.  That is a fact that you have to recognize.  Once again, I have to stress that this is not me saying that nothing should be done about the Golden Gate Bridge.  Obviously something has to be done, that's why I posted the original post...to spread awareness because prior to seeing 'The Bridge', I was unaware of what was going on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh, and in case you were wondering – yes I AM familiar with suicide!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know how it feels to be beaten down. I know how it feels to feel like you’re worthless, I know how it feels to realize that you’re nothing you wanted to be, I know how it feels to be hopeless and lost and the desperation attached to it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s how I know that suicide is not just an impetuous act, but a contemplated one as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And eliminating a mean will not eliminate the problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And no, I am not part of the problem...I WAS the problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Does that have enough substance for you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-8804143423464838567?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/8804143423464838567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=8804143423464838567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8804143423464838567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8804143423464838567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahh-pkh-here-we-go-again.html' title='Ahh PKH, Here We Go Again...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-2962775505029740610</id><published>2007-09-21T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:05:29.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bridge:  A Response to a Response...</title><content type='html'>___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pkh&lt;/span&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Richard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seiden&lt;/span&gt;, a professor emeritus at the University of California at Berkeley’s School of Public Health and the leading researcher on suicide at the bridge, has written that studies reveal “a commonly held attitude that romanticizes suicide from the Golden Gate Bridge in such terms as aesthetically pleasing and beautiful, while regarding a Bay Bridge suicide as tacky.”"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too bad that Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Seiden&lt;/span&gt; spent so much time in the class room and so little time in the practical realities of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People jump from the Golden Gate not because of romance - but because of desperation. They choose the Golden Gate Bridge not because it is less tacky but because it has easy access and pedestrian walkways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other Bridge in the Bay Area has pedestrian walkways. No access no deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Directorate of the Golden Gate has managed to keep the public in the dark for over 70 years ! Only now because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; can the story get out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GG&lt;/span&gt; Bridge is bankrupt - the real reason that nothing is being done to end the deaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People open your eyes - and do just a little research before you opine as to the deaths at the Golden Gate Bridge which by the way have now climbed to one a week - yes one a week and over 2,000 to date that we know of...the research and studies are unanimous - if a person is prevented from suicide 98% yes 98% never try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the Doctor and the rest of those that spend their time talking about death on the Bridge would do less talking and more action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they are talking and philosophizing one person leaps off the Bridge every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a native of San Francisco and I am horrified at the inability of citizens to understand that this one mile stretch of road is killing one person and devastating their families forever while people like the good doctor write about romance others advance their sophomoric take on death at the Golden Gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and look - this is a real tragedy and if you are not part of the solution you are part of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine the uproar if someone were to throw a poodle off the Golden Gate once a week ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raise the rails end the deaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Although I am aware that this particular response was posted awhile ago (July 28) while my actual &lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; was posted back in May, I decided to post a response to this response because 1) there's not a hell of a lot to do up here in Hinton Alberta (besides archaeology) and 2) the more I read it, the more irritated I become because I can't tell whether this post is just a general comment on suicide and the Golden Gate Bridge or a personal attack on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PTK&lt;/span&gt;, are you accusing me of romanticizing suicides off the Golden Gate Bridge? Now I'm aware that I do have a slightly 'stylized' form of writing, some would even go as far as calling it slightly poetic, but I never said anything about suicide being 'beautiful' nor did I even come close to implying that the Golden Gate Bridge makes suicide's somehow beautiful. I am not advancing my 'sophomoric take on death at the Golden Gate'. Hell, I'm not even advancing my 'sophomoric take on death'! The post resulted from me simply turning on the television one night and flipping to the documentary channel (which happen to be playing 'The Bridge'). This led me to ponder suicide, that's what the post represented...MY PERSONAL TAKE on life, depression and suicide. That's it and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicide is a terrible act, there's no question about it, there's no denying it. It doesn't matter where it occurs or how it occurs, suicide destroys people and families and forces us to question the meaning of existence. Why are we here? What went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you really sit there and deny what I'm saying from any truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; found your comment "Open your eyes and look-this is a real tragedy and if you are not part of the solution you are part of the problem" quite amusing. Throwing out a couple of numbers here and there doesn't make you part of the solution, it just makes you informed that's all. You throw out numbers and statistics as if they really mattered. 1 person or 10 people, does it make it any more or less of a tragedy that SOMEONE SOMEWHERE DECIDED TO TAKE THEIR OWN LIFE? The only difference here is that instead of 1 story, you have 10...10 stories that just happen to end at the same locale. Would it make it less of a tragedy if these 10 stories ended at different locales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am fully aware that all I have been doing is typing and pondering about this, that and whatnot...but when it comes down to it, I don't see you doing much more than essentially voicing your dissatisfaction as to how nothing is being done about the situation at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm up in Canada, far far away from the Bay area. What's your excuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you part of an organization that is actively trying to make a difference? If so provide me with a web link! Do you have a petition that needs signing? If so pass it along this way because I'll be more than happy to sign it! If you don't have either, well then you are in no position to accuse me of being part of the problem...because you, my friend, are not part of the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, you close with the comment 'raise the rails end the deaths'. Sorry but it's not that easy. You cannot divert someone from committing suicide if they truly feel that it is their only way out. People aren't lemmings (as in the video game), people aren't just going to walk the other way because there's a wall in front of them...they will find a way. The Golden Gate Bridge is simply easily accessible, that's why you have all these different stories ending at the bridge. Raising the rails WILL NOT end the deaths, it will simply divert the acts to somewhere else. Suicide is a mental disease, you just can't flip on a light switch to make the darkness go away! You have to get to the root of the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, your statement 'raise the rails end the deaths'...that is a sophomoric statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought that I should throw that out there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-2962775505029740610?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/2962775505029740610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=2962775505029740610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2962775505029740610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2962775505029740610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/bridge-response-to-response.html' title='The Bridge:  A Response to a Response...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1371910797946503551</id><published>2007-09-17T21:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:44:09.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Hate Virtuoso's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;...because they make me feel like shit!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a musician, I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; had moments where I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been modest about my musical skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, those moments are often fleeted because I have this annoying tendency to stumble across (more often then not) musicians that put me (and a lot of other people) to shame (cough...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dragonforce&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Showboating at its best...this is what these guys aim to do!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s like they’re saying ‘Hey motherfucker look at what I can do!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This shit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t really useful for anything but goddammit does it ever make me look cool!!!!’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well you know what you take away when you pull this shit off...hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;SON OF A BITCH!!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I HATE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATub40Npxik"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ATub40Npxik" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZpD0btOZx8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZpD0btOZx8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1371910797946503551?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1371910797946503551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1371910797946503551&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1371910797946503551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1371910797946503551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-i-hate-virtuosos.html' title='Why I Hate Virtuoso&apos;s...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1300562805585349027</id><published>2007-09-03T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:20.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Kids....You Got SERVED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rtib-f1BlPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8AFQGd1jNrc/s1600-h/machine-head2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rtib-f1BlPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8AFQGd1jNrc/s200/machine-head2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105001675622552818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Message was posted on the official Machine Head &lt;a href="http://www.machinehead1.com/"&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt; on August 28 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="newsbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machine Head's "Best Album" win at last Thursday's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kerrang&lt;/span&gt;! Awards over pop-rock powerhouses My Chemical Romance and Fall Out Boy has apparently cut deep with fans of both bands, prompting a flood of angry whining and sad-faced emoticons on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kerrang&lt;/span&gt;! message boards. Machine Head's upset victory over the multi-platinum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;softcore&lt;/span&gt; acts sent their inherently sensitive fans into an emotional frenzy, building into a tizzy of unparalleled proportions. Wrought with dismay, polished fingernails the world over lashed out at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="newsbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; the band and metal as a whole with diatribes the likes of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MCR&lt;/span&gt; really should have won!!! I'm mad now!!!!”, "what a load of shit, who the fuck listens to them?" and "Stupid Machine Head!!", at times stooping so low as to say the competition was fixed, and often gravely endangering the integrity of their carefully &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sideswept&lt;/span&gt; hair with posts like "I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL, I H8 METAL".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="newsbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, Machine Head fans responded en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;masse&lt;/span&gt; to the tirades, lashing back in defense of the band and the undisputed quality of the album, citing critical praise, technicality, songwriting and fan response to 2007's "The Blackening", as well as the band's influence on and history within their genre, with the occasional "Machine Head piss all over anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MCR&lt;/span&gt; have ever done" thrown in for good measure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="newsbody"&gt;To much less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;-based commotion, the band also took home the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Har&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="newsbody"&gt;d Rock Hero" award, netting them two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kerrang&lt;/span&gt;! awards for the first time since "Burn My Eyes" where they received "Best International Band" and "Best Video" for the song "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Davidian&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would like to give Machine Head a big 'hell yeah' for their elegantly crafted post.  Not only does it portray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; kids as a bunch of whiny little crybabies but it also pokes fun at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; sub culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I find it both sad and hilarious that something as trivial as a fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kerrang&lt;/span&gt;! award would be enough to send someone into a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hissy&lt;/span&gt; fit.   If you're not pleased with the results...hey that's fine.  If you're not a fan of the band or the music...whatever, but don't rationalize your dissatisfaction through elementary-playground logic.  There is no need to pout like a five-year old child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RticLP1BlQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TlK4cqeZOFY/s1600-h/southbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RticLP1BlQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/TlK4cqeZOFY/s200/southbw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105001894665884930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on you whiny little fucks...go find something better to do with your time...go watch a sunset or something...or at the very least find something legitimate to bitch about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="newsbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1300562805585349027?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1300562805585349027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1300562805585349027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1300562805585349027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1300562805585349027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/09/emo-kidsyou-got-served.html' title='Emo Kids....You Got SERVED!!!!'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rtib-f1BlPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8AFQGd1jNrc/s72-c/machine-head2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-8340948742206710726</id><published>2007-07-13T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:21.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Why Do You Dig?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RpgX0MRK5oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FVMYxfXraSY/s1600-h/archaeology+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086841964528854658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RpgX0MRK5oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FVMYxfXraSY/s200/archaeology+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhh archaeology, the word itself elicits for one images of adventure and notions of glory; a pseudo adventurer who spends his/her days traveling the world in a constant and ongoing search for priceless treasures and what not. However, many people fail to recognize that archaeology does not specifically concern itself with the biggest and most spectacular finds out there. All in all, people fail to recognize what archaeology actually is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an archaeologist, I find myself being asked the same questions over and over again. Unfortunately, the majority of these questions are...well...for the lack of a better term...retarded. Seriously, for those of you in archaeology, how many times have you resisted punching someone in the face after being asked about dinosaurs?!?!. GODDAMMIT! However, in contrast to these mind numbing questions, I have also been asked some pretty good and intelligible questions concerning the theoretical and/or practical aspects of archaeology. One question in particular has led me to consider my own love for archaeology... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘So why do you dig?’ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence of archaeology has been, and always will be rooted in its desire to study the past through the static material remains recovered from its present context. Whether its theoretical constructs are governed by antiquarian allures, functional explanations or structural interpretations, the field of archaeology as a whole aims to articulate a fragmented dynamic past through the careful analysis of cultural material. Nowhere...anywhere (not even in the fucking liner notes) does archaeology say anything about explicitly seeking out and finding the oldest and most spectacular finds out there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s called treasure hunting people...not archaeology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RpgXOsRK5nI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ENc8UhEXGBs/s1600-h/IMG_2974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086841320283760242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RpgXOsRK5nI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ENc8UhEXGBs/s200/IMG_2974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archaeology (to me) is history but at a more specific and exclusive level. Sure totalizing histories are great and all, but do they really tell us what the past was like? What the people were like? The totalizing histories that we are all so familiar with do nothing more but give us the generalities of the period in question, the milieu of daily life if you will. We have to understand and recognize that these totalizing histories are comprised of many ‘minor’ histories; the mundane and forgotten stories of the everyday. It has long been recognized that material culture and social constructs are linked together in an exclusive and mutual way. The presence of mutuality between the material and the social itself was never a question. The question here is concerned with the extent and manner in which the material and the social are linked together. So how do we uncover these hidden links that exist between the material and the social? That’s right folks...archaeology! And what do we get from uncovering these links? If you answered ‘a better understanding and representation of what life was like in the past’ you are correct! But if you answered something completely different...go outside and stand in the middle of the road until someone hits you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I dig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well because I appreciate the little things that make up the articulated whole. I admire the fact that even our most subtle actions potentially holds the capability to personify who we are and what we are about...what our story is and where we are potentially heading. So in a nutshell, that is why I dig... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my fellow archaeologists, I ask you, why do you dig?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-8340948742206710726?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/8340948742206710726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=8340948742206710726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8340948742206710726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8340948742206710726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-why-do-you-dig.html' title='So Why Do You Dig?'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RpgX0MRK5oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FVMYxfXraSY/s72-c/archaeology+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1025567020322554066</id><published>2007-05-29T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:21.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RlzqvlW5tfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AWF_3Z_XWlk/s1600-h/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070185383715255794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 231px; cursor: pointer; height: 133px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RlzqvlW5tfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AWF_3Z_XWlk/s200/bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Golden Gate Bridge has been recognized by many as one of the greatest intellectual achievements of the 20th Century. Materializing itself as a testament to man's ingenuity, the Bridge represents to many progression and stability, beauty and brilliance...an international icon to the American way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough it has also been recognized as one of the most popular suicide destinations in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery behind this truth has been caught by filmmaker Eric Steel in his 2006 documentary "The Bridge". Filmed in 2004, "The Bridge" chronicles the stories of individuals who have contemplated, attempted or chosen to end their life at the Golden Gate Bridge. The film is comprised mainly of raw video footage of suicidal individuals quietly pacing the Golden Gate Bridge with auditory comments/interviews of various individuals laid over. There is something deeply disturbing about watching these people during their last heart-wrenched filled moments while simultaneously listening to the voices of the people they chose to leave behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No two stories are ever alike.  They are characterized by variations and variables that make them distinct from one another.  An intricate series of twist and turns casually caused by a series of events and factors (whether they be internally or externally), eventually leading to an inevitable end.  The same can be said about suicide.  Each path towards a suicidal action is truly its own, defined and characterized by a series of twist and turns that eventually leaves the individual feeling alienated, isolated and desiccated.  It is an intense trial of hardships and tribulations; private in nature and mysterious in form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is not a diagnosable disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The film effectively catches the dynamism of suicide and the stories intertwined with each. Some individuals were saved through the compassionate nature of perfect strangers who just happen to be wondering by as these individuals jumped the bridges railing onto the exterior beams (some of the which were later interviewed by Steel and his crew). However, the other extreme was also caught on camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rlz7H1W5tiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_iwjxnoRrxM/s1600-h/mn_bridge29_ph3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070203392513127970" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 114px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rlz7H1W5tiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_iwjxnoRrxM/s200/mn_bridge29_ph3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For example, the picture to the right was caught by photographer Peter McCandless who just happen to be one of these 'perfect strangers'. McCandless manages to snap this photo before realizing what was going on, in which he immediately attempted to talk to this girl before resorting to grabbing her shirt and pulling her back over the railing. The interesting thing about this segment was that video footage of this scenario was also caught by Steel and his crew from the base of the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intriguing and yet, horrifying exploration of one of the most mysterious forms of violence ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The particular and mysterious nature of suicide has fuelled our imaginations for years.  Its absolute horror has elicited fear and confusion to those who have little or no personal familiarity to the underlying bleakness of the act.  There have been many attempts to assign meaning to the logistics of the act.  However, it is in the mind where our search should begin. It is here, in the mind, where one derives their own philosophy of life hence, their own philosophy of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A fact that Steel attempts to explore in the film.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the belief that life is not worth living is a false inclination based on a skewed observation of life.  Unfortunately, this is the overall view that dominates life for the suicidal.  They believe that no good can come out of life, that destiny is greater than ourselves as individuals. They believe that suicide is a one step program, designed to eliminate worries and guaranteed to ease the mind.  Simply pull the 'trigger' and the nightmare stops.  They fail to believe that suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.  That struggles and hardships are simply the catalyst to derive appreciation and meaning to an utterly pointless existence.  As Gibran elegantly put it “[y]our pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.  Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain”.  To deny pain is to deny the very essence of life.  It is pain that created us through birth, that guides us through life; that drives us through obstacles and supports us through love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pain that defines us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Life is what we make it, defined through how we live it, and refined through how we endure it.   As Miles Davis once said "Sometimes you have to play a long time, to play like yourself".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1025567020322554066?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1025567020322554066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1025567020322554066&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1025567020322554066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1025567020322554066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/bridge.html' title='The Bridge'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RlzqvlW5tfI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AWF_3Z_XWlk/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-4608290848245821818</id><published>2007-05-02T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:56:50.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If Religion is Love,  Well Then Love is Control:  A Response to a Response...</title><content type='html'>___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous Said...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="justify"&gt;Enough with the moral superiority! No Love isn't control - that's obsession. Love is peace, acceptance, understanding. it doesn't have to be mutual it's giving, not necessarily receiving. People find that in religion (or in themselves and their friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="justify"&gt;Some people don't like feeling rage, because frankly, it is unhealthy and unproductive - no, I don't mean unproductive - look what the anti-abortionists were able to do with it to use your example (and no, that's not love). Rage is what makes people unhappy, regretfull, fearfull, and perpetuates more negative feelings and actions. Can you really say you're not controlled by your rage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I don't have a problem with people wanting to have a sense of community and be a part of a "greater existence". Those people live longer, are happier, and contribute to society in a generally positive way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would like to thank you for responding to this post (whether I know you personally or not). Everyone is entitled to their opinions and beliefs and I acknowledge that. However, I think that you have missed the point of the post. To highlight this I am going to 'expose' the structure of my argument and contrast it with your posted response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The post had four goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) To illustrate WHY people choose to be religious (i.e. assurance)&lt;br /&gt;2) To demonstrate HOW the so-called soldiers of God justify their actions by appealing to religion.&lt;br /&gt;3) To EXPOSE the inherent hierarchical nature of religious institutions and...&lt;br /&gt;4) Use this information to substantiate MY DECISION to keep away from organized religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Alright...Lets Get This Straight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By no way, shape or form am I trying to advocate my 'moral superiority' as you so put it. My argument (if you can even call it an argument...I'd rather call it a personal philosophical reflection) is simple. I suggest that people are instinctively inclined to embrace religion for the simple purpose of assurance and support. You are not obliged by anyone or anything to embrace religion. You CHOOSE to embrace religion. Whatever justifications you may have, whatever rationals you may offer, what it eventually boils down to IS assurance. Religion offers you support. Religion offers you understanding. No one in their right mind will argue against that...nor am I deliberately trying to trivialize this situation. &lt;strong&gt;As a matter of fact, I explicitly stated in my post that I am NOT out "to collectively bash religious teachings or peoples."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright...now let us consider the hierarchical structure of religion. When it comes down to it, you can't argue that it doesn't exist, plain and simple. ANYTIME anything or anybody is placed/preferred over anything or anybody else, they are placed in accordance to an order. It may not be explicit, it may not be intentional, but nevertheless its an ordering of preference and privilege hence, a hierarchy. In this context, religious institutions trace their teachings back to the 'divine' source. The morals and values promoted by religious institutions are based (and taught) in accordance to the 'divine'. Here we have an appeal to a higher source in which the teachings of the divine takes precedence over anything and anybody. So what does that give us? That's right...a hierarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, the "Soldiers in the Army of God" take this to the extreme. By justifying their actions by appealing to the 'will of God', these people treat themselves as defenders of the faith, protecting those incapable of protecting themselves. And since God's word takes precedence over anything or anybody...their actions are 'justified'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Rebuttal to Your Post...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Enough with the moral superiority! No Love isn't control - that's obsession. Love is peace, acceptance, understanding. it doesn't have to be mutual it's giving, not necessarily receiving. People find that in religion (or in themselves and their friends)."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I chose to equate love with control IS because of the content of the documentary. I never said "love is control", I said that "IF religion is love, well THEN love is control". In the documentary, love is casually tossed out into every other sentence within the immediate context of religion. For example, in one scene , a picketer yells out to a couple "God loves you...even if you choose to murder that unborn child!" I agree with you that love is peace, acceptance and understanding...but isn't that what religion also teaches? If religion and love essentially stand for the same principles, does that not make them in a way synonymous with one another by virtue of their nature? My assertion of 'control' here is not rooted in notions of peace, acceptance and understanding. Rather, the problem lies in the medium in which these central notions of religion and love are conveyed and the implications of their extent. The structural nature of religion makes it susceptible to the religious 'fanatics' who attempt to justify their actions by tracing the reasoning of their conduct directly back to the divine. In other words, these people justify their actions by arguing that their conduct is implicitly controlled by the will of the divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Some people don't like feeling rage, because frankly, it is unhealthy and unproductive - no, I don't mean unproductive - look what the anti-abortionists were able to do with it to use your example (and no, that's not love). Rage is what makes people unhappy, regretfull, fearfull, and perpetuates more negative feelings and actions. Can you really say you're not controlled by your rage?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This paragraph made me chuckle...not because I think its silly (because I don't think it is) but because I never considered myself as someone prone to feelings of rage. With that said, I can see how someone can mistake me as a rage-filled person by virtue of my blog (i.e. the blog address, my 'angry' posts, etc). Although I do admit that I am prone to angry rants, by no means do I consider myself a rage-filled individual. There's a difference between rage and anger. Everyone is prone to anger...EVERYONE. You would be lying through your teeth if you tried arguing that you were NEVER angry with anything or anybody at any point in time! I have merely voiced my anger (or dissatisfaction) with certain things, I have never openly said anything about being rage-full or hate-full towards anything or anyone in particular. Yes I am aware that the address of this blog is www.ih8everybody.blogspot.com, but do you really think that I am serious about that? If, in fact, I was sincere about hating everybody, why the hell would I provide links to other blogs on this site? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I don't have a problem with people wanting to have a sense of community and be a part of a "greater existence". Those people live longer, are happier, and contribute to society in a generally positive way."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said anything about being against people wanting a sense of community and belonging. The need to belong is instinctual. From the moment we are born we feel and require the need of belonging...everybody knows that. What needs to be addressed here is NOT this instinctual need to belong, but rather the nature of the 'community' in which one belongs too. There are countless examples of 'communities' who despite their claim to a greater existence, contribute to 'society' in a negative way (i.e. KKK, Neo-Nazi youth movements, the Peoples Temple).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no problem with the principles of religious teachings. However, what I do have a problem with is HOW religious principles are taught and misappropriated by proponents of organized religion! That's the premise of my 'argument'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-4608290848245821818?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/4608290848245821818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=4608290848245821818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4608290848245821818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4608290848245821818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-religion-is-love-well-then-love-is.html' title='If Religion is Love,  Well Then Love is Control:  A Response to a Response...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3489926261462331401</id><published>2007-04-30T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:23.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If Religion is Love, Well Then Love is Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For one reason or another, humanity (as a whole) seems to be particularly susceptible to religious indoctrinations. Buddhism, Catholicism, Hinduism, Mormonism...it doesn't matter what the religious sect is, the fact of the matter is that people seem to latch onto religion for one fundamental reason...for some sort of assurance. Religion provides people with a sense of purpose and a purpose for desire. It forces us to question our values while asserting values onto our questions. In other words, religion simply provides people with an avenue to appropriate and negotiate their existence in accordance to their personal philosophies...and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who may think that I am denigrating religion or ripping religion out of its 'divine' context, I invite you to do the following...Just for a moment negate notions of divine intervention and creationist proclamations, sit back and ask yourself...why am I religious? Why do I choose to devote my life to a particular religious sect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it practice (i.e. the way that you were raised)? Is it routine (i.e. something that you just do)? Or is it reason (i.e. what is it exactly that you are looking for)?  Whatever your answer may be, it is based on a central notion of 'choice'.  You CHOOSE to be because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm holding a gun to your head now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be noted here that I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; trying to collectively bash religious teachings or peoples. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you're a devoted (insert religious sect here), great! More power to you!&lt;/span&gt; But all I am saying is that religion provides people with a mechanism to justify their actions and rationalize their existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which leads me to the purpose of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I managed to catch the beginning of a documentary called "Soldiers in the Army of God". Released in 2000, the documentary chronicles a group of anti-abortion extremists who since the early 1970's, have been responsible for more than 2,400 violent incidents against abortion clinics (and workers) across the US. Peaceful picketing and political activism are not suitable options here. Rather, these people actively proclaim a call for blood against those who are responsible for murdering 'unborn' children. Not only do these people openly and intentionally engage in violent encounters with abortion clinic workers, they urge others to do the same. 'How-to-manuals' with instructions for building bombs and booby traps are openly exchanged among these circles while pointers for murder are casually passed on to anyone willing to lend a ear. Convicted criminals and murderers equipped with divine agendas are glorified and celebrated through assorted banquets and awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes...this is all done in the name of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RiqKt-u9m4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z4GCFhDHxtE/s1600-h/f-soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056006054215523202" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 232px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RiqKt-u9m4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z4GCFhDHxtE/s200/f-soldiers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whatever your particular view regarding abortion may be, I think we can all agree that blood for blood is not a suitable justification for this sort of action.  It's okay to be religious and it's okay to be devoted, but when devotion  crosses the threshold into fanaticism...personal agendas become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;invested&lt;/span&gt; with divine connotations and justified through a plea to divine interjection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing in the name of...that is the name of the game here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't consider myself a 'religious' person. Sure I abide to good will philosophies and sure I believe that there has got to be something more to this world then what is directly in front of me, but when it comes down to organized religious institutions, I'd much rather keep my distance from it...and "Soldiers in the Army of God" serves to illustrate one of the reasons why I choose to do so. Religious institutions are highly structured and organized by nature of construction.  The very essence of religion is based on the dichotomy of subordination and superiority.  Whoever you are, whatever you do, the 'purity' of your conduct is automatically evaluated in accordance to some celestial  principle (which by nature, is completely out of your control).  Its actually quite simple when you think about it.   One of the reasons why this notion of control seems implicit in religion is because of the word 'love'.  'Love' is a term NOT used sparingly in religious practices:  'love your neighbour', 'I love God', 'God loves you' and so forth.  Since 'love' (in its true sense) implies mutuality, notions of control (which implies dominance) seem improbable and incomprehensible to most.  In other words, 'love' is treated here as being synonymous to dedication, devotion and determination...key characteristics of organized religion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If religion is love, well then love is control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but if I choose to believe in something I'm also going to choose to NOT be controlled by it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3489926261462331401?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3489926261462331401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3489926261462331401&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3489926261462331401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3489926261462331401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/04/soldiers-in-army-of-god.html' title='If Religion is Love, Well Then Love is Control'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RiqKt-u9m4I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z4GCFhDHxtE/s72-c/f-soldiers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-2509206069106194263</id><published>2007-04-26T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:33:20.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOuOn_RiPUI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOuOn_RiPUI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Perfect Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums&lt;br /&gt;eMOTIVe (2004)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-2509206069106194263?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/2509206069106194263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=2509206069106194263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2509206069106194263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/2509206069106194263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/04/counting-bodies-like-sheep-to-rhythm-of.html' title='Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3496370049044836196</id><published>2007-04-08T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:53:31.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Enjoyment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muchmusic&lt;/span&gt; has proven itself incapable of playing music videos (and performances) outside of the top 40 range, I have (in recent times) been diverting my attention to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; as a means of acquiring my 'fix'. And now that I know how to post videos via the blog (thanks to Cara), I figured 'hey, why the hell not?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in addition to my angry rants, this blog will now feature random videos of whatever! Some of them you might like, some of them you might hate...but it's my blog so deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back, enjoy, and check back often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PB-8bJL9mfw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Video #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrice&lt;br /&gt;Stare at the Sun&lt;br /&gt;The Artist and the Ambulance (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gtmMgYQ7Ngs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Video #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godsmack&lt;br /&gt;Drum Solo/Battle (Live)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3496370049044836196?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3496370049044836196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3496370049044836196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3496370049044836196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3496370049044836196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-your-enjoyment.html' title='For Your Enjoyment...'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-4898054369356615851</id><published>2007-04-02T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:23.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now the Animals Have A Voice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;If you thought the incomprehensible vocal glory of death metal acts like "Cannibal Corpse", "Morbid Angel" and "Death" are too brutal and intense for you brittle little eardrums...you haven't heard anything yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RhHnYKMG7iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ys4IdwRL0eI/s1600-h/Caninus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049071059497053730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RhHnYKMG7iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ys4IdwRL0eI/s200/Caninus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Caninus, the world's first heavy metal band fronted by two dogs. No that's not a type-o, two dogs....TWO...DOGS!!!! Imagine "Napalm Death" but with two dogs barking together in unison. The angst really shines through when it sounds like the vocalists are ripping you apart and feasting on the goo inside.  I'd like to see Lassie do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/caninus"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to Caninus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RhHegKMG7fI/AAAAAAAAADc/xQmpHfqpVrA/s1600-h/Hatebeak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049061301331357170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RhHegKMG7fI/AAAAAAAAADc/xQmpHfqpVrA/s200/Hatebeak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If the rough and tumble vocal duo of Caninus is a little much for you, then maybe you need something a little more....chirpy? Well then Hatebeak is right up your alley! Imagine Caninus, but with a parrot...A PARROT!!!! If I had to choose between this or the happy morning chipping's courtesy of those damn birds outside my house...I'd choose this hands down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendID=68459563"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to Hatebeak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the future of heavy metal right here ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-4898054369356615851?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/4898054369356615851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=4898054369356615851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4898054369356615851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4898054369356615851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-animals-have-voice.html' title='Now the Animals Have A Voice!'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RhHnYKMG7iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ys4IdwRL0eI/s72-c/Caninus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1651212063617496888</id><published>2007-03-29T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:00:49.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GSA (Graduate Students' Association)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first glance, you'd think that an organization such as the University of Saskatchewan GSA (Graduate Student's Association) would be comprised of individuals who are a) knowledgeable and b) reasonable. After all, with a mission statement that essentially stresses the importance of cohesion, solidarity and sensibility...you'd think that GSA Executives would be...well grounded individuals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the lesson here is to NEVER, EVER judge a book by it's cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER in my life have I EVER been associated with a group more dysfunctional and disorganized than the GSA. Although I admit that I've only attended two GSA meetings, I feel that the shit that I had to endure during those meetings have provided me with enough evidence to justify yet, another ruthless, merciless rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consider this...At the first meeting (which was scheduled to commence at 5:30pm), only two GSA Executives (the President and the Vice President) managed to show up on time...everyone else was a half an hour late! So, of course we had to wait around until those lazy pricks showed up. Keep in mind that during this half an hour wait, the President and Vice President aren't doing anything, they're just sitting there chatting away. When the other GSA Executives finally show up, the President and Vice President decide that now would be a good time to get the computer ready for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;powerpoint&lt;/span&gt; presentation...except they can't get the projector to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as they all crowded around the strange metal contraption, staring at it in utter amazement, I thought to myself "...you fuckers had a half an hour to figure this shit out...a half an hour you spent doing NOTHING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes pass...the GSA decides to abandon the power point presentation and proceed with the meeting. First on the agenda, a 'detailed' report regarding changes to the Health and Dental Plan...a presentation that took a half an hour to tell me that....there is no change to the Health and Dental Plan...NO CHANGE...NONE..NOTHING...and all it took was a half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the meeting earlier this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hot topic was the U-Pass, a year long bus pass that will (approximately) add an additional $200 to your tuition. It sounds like a good idea for students who do use the bus on a daily basis. But for those of us who either walk, drive, or barely use the bus, there is no need for such a pass. Hence, it would only be logical for students to have a opt-in or opt-out option in regards to the U-Pass. Sounds reasonable, sounds logical...right?  Well...the GSA President made it quite clear that the Graduate Student U-Pass will NOT have a opt-in/out option if the U-Pass is passed at its current state. However, the fucker couldn't give us an explanation of why there wouldn't be this option. Instead, he just shrugged his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NO! NOT ACCEPTABLE! If you're heading the negotiations regarding this damn pass, you better give me some good reasons as to why I can't opt-in/out, give me some information, give me something!  You'd think that the GSA would have enough brainpower to get the necessary information out to the councillors PRIOR to the meeting.  But they don't.  INSTEAD they expect us to make split decisions based on half-ass presentations that essentially don't tell you shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I wasn't the only councillor that recognized this dilemma since other councillors started raising questions regarding the issue.  Some of the questions were great.  However, most of the questions (if you can even call them questions) were so mind boggling, so dumb...that my brain came to a screeching halt...and in a moment of astonishment, the left hemisphere looked at the right hemisphere and said "...did it just get dark in here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One councillor tried to rationalize the U-Pass dilemma by talking about the socioeconomic status of individuals living in Europe and Asia.  Another councillor suggested that we should take solace in the mandatory U-Pass fee because not only do you help poorer students get to school, your money will also go to road maintenance and the community...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point it seems like people are more concerned with hearing their own voice then they are of the issue at hand.  Because when you think about it, it's simple...you pass the question, let it go to a referendum, and then you vote NO asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;...people insist to keep this whole ordeal going...for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the GSA President...At this point the President starts becoming defensive and touchy.  Dude...if you're the President, you have to remain calm, collective and cool because the MOMENT you get snappy...rationality is lost...and the so-called productive discursive powers of the GSA becomes no more productive than a drunken argument between two assholes in some random pub...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest with you all...I left the meeting before it was over...I couldn't take it anymore...I don't know what happened after that and frankly...I don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time...I think I'd rather watch a bowl of shit then put up with the GSA...I really would... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1651212063617496888?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1651212063617496888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1651212063617496888&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1651212063617496888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1651212063617496888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/gsa-graduate-students-association.html' title='GSA (Graduate Students&apos; Association)'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-4421265415534512138</id><published>2007-03-21T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:24.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk Rock 255</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgIVTzXopJI/AAAAAAAAACU/3geIXBMdbYA/s1600-h/hearts-that-hate-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgIVTzXopJI/AAAAAAAAACU/3geIXBMdbYA/s200/hearts-that-hate-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044617962559415442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A multimedia class exploring the process of signing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; bands.  Students must have successfully completed "&lt;a href="http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/punk-rock-101-reader-discretion-is.html"&gt;Punk Rock 101&lt;/a&gt;" to take this course for credit.  Your lecturer will be MC Lars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68Iy6fN4vzI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; when you are ready to proceed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-4421265415534512138?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/4421265415534512138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=4421265415534512138&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4421265415534512138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4421265415534512138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/punk-rock-255.html' title='Punk Rock 255'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgIVTzXopJI/AAAAAAAAACU/3geIXBMdbYA/s72-c/hearts-that-hate-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-4838133810972976404</id><published>2007-03-20T16:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:24.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Baby Girl...Named Metallica?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgBtrTXopII/AAAAAAAAACM/cH1dKOTxhlM/s1600-h/Metallica-LS01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044152173356164226" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgBtrTXopII/AAAAAAAAACM/cH1dKOTxhlM/s200/Metallica-LS01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright, everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; that I'm one of the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fans ever. Aside from owning all their records and being able to play all their songs on the guitar, I can name you all the songs in the order they appear on each CD. Even if they all farted into a microphone and released it as an album, I'd still go out and buy it! But even I have my limits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kungalv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Swedish&lt;/span&gt; couple thought that it would be a great idea to name their seven-month-old girl "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (check out the story &lt;a href="http://www.roadrunnerrecords.com/blabbermouth.net/news.aspx?mode=Article&amp;amp;newsitemID=69008"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). Seriously people, what the fuck are you thinking?!?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!?! Are you trying to scar the poor kid for life?! While your at it, why don't you name your second child "Slayer", or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Godsmack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slayer, can you help your mom with the dishes?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Godsmack&lt;/span&gt; dear&lt;/span&gt;, I think this dress will look fantastic on you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if the seven-month-old girl was a seven-month-old cat...the story would be different. I've even played with the idea of buying a cute little dog and naming it after the Judas Priest album "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jugulator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" (which is a killer record by the way)! But if you wanted to show your devotion to a particular band, there are better ways of doing it. For example, you could take the name of a particular band member, lets say James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hetfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and manipulate the name so its more suitable for a girl...Jamie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hetfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...problem solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naming a child after a band is a terrible idea, and if you're someone who thinks it's a great idea...then you're living proof that evolution fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-4838133810972976404?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/4838133810972976404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=4838133810972976404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4838133810972976404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/4838133810972976404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-official-metallica-is-girl.html' title='It&apos;s A Baby Girl...Named Metallica?!'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RgBtrTXopII/AAAAAAAAACM/cH1dKOTxhlM/s72-c/Metallica-LS01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-1603049735854117224</id><published>2007-03-19T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:25.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk Rock 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Does anyone remember when punk rock use to be...well...good?  When the music was defined by attitude and integrity, whether it was in the politically charged lyrics of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Propagandhi&lt;/span&gt; or the fun filled anthems of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NOFX&lt;/span&gt;?  Although a majority of these 'classic' punk bands have withstood the test of time and to this day still crank out records, the essence of punk music seems to have been shifted and largely redefined.  No longer is punk defined by its traditional staples of rebellion and anarchy, now it seems to be primarily associated with an abbreviate form of the word 'emotional', watered-down to a genre simply referred to  as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you're already sensing some resonating negativity in this post and if you are easily offended by vulgar verbal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bashings&lt;/span&gt;, your best bet is to stop reading now....cause this is going to get very...very...ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; is essentially boy bands with guitars, a diluted form of pop with hints of metal and punk  riffs coupled with 'bad-ass' screams just for good measure.  The genre is specifically aimed at a demographic age range comprised of young adolescent girls who, despite being under the loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;umbrella&lt;/span&gt; care of mommy and daddy long for something a little more 'dangerous' .  With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; you get the illusion of authenticity and sincerity below a front of rebellion.  But in reality, what you get is a bunch of trendy fucking yahoo's who are essentially trying to seduce young and impressionable girls by convincing their targets that underneath their rough exterior, all they want in life is to be held, loved and caressed by a significant other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take "Hawthorne Heights" (bottom left) for example.  In the chorus to the song "Saying Sorry", lead singer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt;-jackass passionately sings "Saying goodbye this time, the same old story;  Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry."  Still not convinced?  Okay, well consider the song "Discovering the Waterfront" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Silverstein&lt;/span&gt; (bottom right); "I will promise myself I won't care, distracting myself from your stare; And I've seen this mistake once before, with your games I will never fall for; I've hung up my guns, I won't kill again."  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;, if that's not poetic genius at its finest, I don't know what is (emphasis placed on sarcasm)!  By crooning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tionally&lt;/span&gt; charged lyrics over pseudo-aggressive music, these assholes hope to convince the masses that they're sensitive and sincere while maintaining that they're much more dangerous and manly than boy bands like "Backstreet Boys" and "N-Sync".&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qhjXopHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYQM0SfF6f8/s1600-h/silverstein_wp2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qhjXopHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYQM0SfF6f8/s200/silverstein_wp2_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043867232340845682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qRzXopGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eS6-87CI-TQ/s1600-h/Hawthorne_Heights_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qRzXopGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eS6-87CI-TQ/s200/Hawthorne_Heights_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043866961757906018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qBjXopFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m05n1zzUAxk/s1600-h/Davey_Havok_is_so_HOT--large-msg-115532775193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qBjXopFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/m05n1zzUAxk/s200/Davey_Havok_is_so_HOT--large-msg-115532775193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043866682585031762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of this shitty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; heartbreak crap that has in recent years, dominated the airwaves.  Sure there are still lots of good punk bands around that have avoided this trend (i.e. Bad Religion, Rise Against, Thrice), but nowadays, it seems to be cool to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;.  Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;AFI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;frontman&lt;/span&gt; Davey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Havok&lt;/span&gt; (left) started 'rocking' that fucking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;-hairdo that I oh so hate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be blunt, there's a place and time for 'heart-filled' lyrics...they're called ballads, and by an unspoken rule inherent in rock and roll,  you're only allowed one ballad per album!!!!  If you devote an entire album to broken hearts and concrete floors, that doesn't make you deep...it makes you a fucking crybaby that needs to find better things to do than bitch about some girl that let you down!  Now I'm not trying to sound tough.  Everyone knows that relationships are tricky and when they don't work, it sucks (and if you don't recognized that simple fact, you deserve to be hit), but there is no need to devote a whole subculture to this false imagery of sincerity!!  It's time we take the music back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-1603049735854117224?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/1603049735854117224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=1603049735854117224&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1603049735854117224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/1603049735854117224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/punk-rock-101-reader-discretion-is.html' title='Punk Rock 101'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/Rf9qhjXopHI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYQM0SfF6f8/s72-c/silverstein_wp2_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3545270241037705361</id><published>2007-03-18T02:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:00:52.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven &amp; Hell/Megadeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From screaming "Die!, Die!, Die!" along side thousands of fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Metallica&lt;/span&gt; fans during the bridge of "Creeping Death" to having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pantera&lt;/span&gt; vocalist Phil Anselmo give me the thumbs up as I raised my broken arm in the hair to throw up the devil horns (after having the late great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dimebag&lt;/span&gt; Darrell throw beer on me). From feeling almost sick from the sonic assault of Lamb of God's wall of stacks to witnessing the most brutal and violent circle pit ever known to man during Strapping Young Lad's 2005's "Sounds of the Underground" set, it's safe to say that I've had my fair share of metal-fuelled memorable moments. However, I never dreamt in a million years that one day, I would be able to see Black Sabbath live in concert! That dream just recently came true and I gotta say, hands down, it was one of the greatest concerts I have ever been too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the name of "Heaven &amp;amp; Hell", Black Sabbath passed through Regina on March 16...and I was there. Providing support for Sabbath was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Megadeth&lt;/span&gt;, one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;undisputed&lt;/span&gt; kings of pure American thrash metal! Although their set was not even an hour, they still managed to put on a kick-ass show, performing classics like "Peace Sells...But Who's Buying", "Wake up Dead", "In My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Darkest&lt;/span&gt; Hour, "Hanger 18", "Holy Wars" and of course "Symphony of Destruction"! Oddly enough I found myself both mesmerized and angered by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Megadeth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;frontman&lt;/span&gt; Dave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mustaine&lt;/span&gt;. Fucker makes the guitar look so god damn easy! If you're a guitarist, you'd know that "Holy Wars" and "Hanger 18" are hard songs to play!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Megadeth&lt;/span&gt; finished their set, I managed to push my way up to the front of the stage, to the extreme right side. Why the right side? Well because that's where Tony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Iommi&lt;/span&gt; will stand, the man that invented heavy metal! It goes without saying that nowadays, there are guitarists out there that play faster, heavier and louder...but when it comes to writing dark riffs, he's the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights go out and the curtains drop. The stage is decorated in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;medieval&lt;/span&gt; type, cathedral-like setting. And out comes Sabbath...My buddy Ben put it best when he said "It was like the devil arrived in Regina and decided to put on a concert!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Ronnie James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Dio&lt;/span&gt; on vocals (who is MUCH uglier in person!), Sabbath limited their set exclusively to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dio&lt;/span&gt;-era Sabbath songs (hence, didn't perform classic Sabbath songs like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/span&gt;" or "Children of the Grave"). The set was filled with classic Sabbath doom and gloom riffs coupled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Dio's&lt;/span&gt; ear piercing screams! They even played two new songs, "The Devil Cried" and "Shadow of the Wind". "Shadow of the Wind" is my favorite out of the two. The main riff is slow, dark and groovy, but then again what do you expect from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Iommi&lt;/span&gt;?! Speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Iommi&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw him. When he first came onto the stage, he was dressed in all black with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;crucifix&lt;/span&gt; hanging around his neck and he had a huge smile on his face. He looked like a nice pleasant man. But when he struck that guitar, the essence of his presence changed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was evil, it was dark, it was disturbing...and I fucking loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3545270241037705361?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3545270241037705361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3545270241037705361&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3545270241037705361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3545270241037705361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/heaven-hell.html' title='Heaven &amp; Hell/Megadeth'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-8574076795487227086</id><published>2007-03-16T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:46:16.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"In The Desert" By Stephen Crane</title><content type='html'>In the desert&lt;br /&gt;I saw a creature, naked, bestial,&lt;br /&gt;Who, squatting upon the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Held his heart in his hands,&lt;br /&gt;And ate of it.&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Is it good, friend?"&lt;br /&gt;"It is bitter-bitter", he answered;&lt;br /&gt;"But I like it&lt;br /&gt;Because it is bitter,&lt;br /&gt;And because it is my heart."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-8574076795487227086?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/8574076795487227086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=8574076795487227086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8574076795487227086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8574076795487227086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-desert-by-stephen-crane.html' title='&quot;In The Desert&quot; By Stephen Crane'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-3686011580026283255</id><published>2007-03-15T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:42:26.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RfnzV_sIMrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MD2qHTlZdqI/s1600-h/notebook-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RfnzV_sIMrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MD2qHTlZdqI/s200/notebook-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042328817017303730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I'm not proud to admit this but yes, I finally succumb to female peer pressure and watched that train-wreck of a movie called "The Notebook".  No you didn't just imagine reading that, I just admitted to watching "The Notebook" (thanks to the combined efforts of Denise and Kim).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never seen the movie, here's a synopsis of it:  Boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl, girl falls in love with boy, parents interject and boy and girl are separated, boy and girl find their way back to eachother, sex scene, they get married, the end.  Now if you sprinkle that plot with a handful of cheese and a dash of Alzheimer, you get "The Notebook".  Ahh yes, nothing like a romance movie about Alzheimer to get the old heart a pumping...because when I think about romance, oh yeah, I think about Alzheimer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-3686011580026283255?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/3686011580026283255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=3686011580026283255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3686011580026283255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/3686011580026283255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/review-notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EdFo3W61sMc/RfnzV_sIMrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MD2qHTlZdqI/s72-c/notebook-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4866749184245868686.post-8252958472389609111</id><published>2007-03-15T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:22:03.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Is My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So you're probably thinking to yourself "Dude, what the hell is this?"  "Why are you wasting your time with this blog?"  Well, essentially I need a place to vent, a place where I can simply just complain about the many things in this world that irritate the hell out of me.   And, well to be brutally honest with you all, a lot of you annoy the hell out of me (just kidding...but seriously)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many people out there, I tried the whole Hi5 and myspace thing, until I realized that it was stupid and a complete waste of time.  I'm cool with myspace as long as it's used for what it's suppose to be used for (i.e. promoting artists and bands), but I've come to the conclusion that Hi5 is the dumbest thing ever.  Essentially you sign up, post a little blurb about yourself, and then you don't do a god damn thing except get e-mails about complete strangers checking out your profile.  You can check out other people's profiles, but then you just feel like a creep.  Really, if I want to look at strangers, I'd take a walk.  If I want to meet new people, I talk a little more.  At least with a blog I can be opinionative and feel productive (to and extent).  And if people don't want to hear it, all they have to do is ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where did I get the idea to start a blog?  Well I noticed that many of my fellow archaeologists  (aka. my fellow nerds) had blogs so I figured "hey, why the hell not?".  And if I decide that this is, in fact, a complete waste of time, I'll just stop and find myself some other means of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is this blog going to be one long giant angry rant about absolutely nothing? Possibly.  Occasionally there will be some posts of intellectual value and some reviews regarding this and that.  But mainly this blog will be just me commenting on miscellaneous things in the world, good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, "Revolution Is My Name" is the title of a Pantera song.  And if you don't know who Pantera is, I suggest you go to the library and do some research cause you're an idiot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4866749184245868686-8252958472389609111?l=ih8everybody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/feeds/8252958472389609111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4866749184245868686&amp;postID=8252958472389609111&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8252958472389609111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4866749184245868686/posts/default/8252958472389609111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ih8everybody.blogspot.com/2007/03/revolution-is-my-name.html' title='Revolution Is My Name'/><author><name>Chino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16103777326895357294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
