Everybody Needs A Dream 2: Electric Boogaloo

All music has a message. Even if it's just silly stuff, it has a message in it. And the message that music carries is one the absolute most important aspects of it. Because of the theatricisms and accessibility of music, it has an intense and widespread power to reach people and shape their minds, their feelings, their lives and society as a whole. I believe music, as well as art as a whole, to be a world-changing force, and that we must understand this if we want to make the world a better place.

I knew music made strong emotional connections with people, and that good music helped people enjoy their lives more, but it was, oddly enough, the last band you'd think of that made me realize music's true potential for massive cultural and personal influence: DragonForce. I'm going to come right out and say the phrase that will certianly be quoted in infamous catchphrasism but I will always stand by it: DragonForce changed my life. I used to be a lot like most of SA, a jaded, cynical pessimist with a completely contemptful attitude toward the future and believing in nothing. That this thing called "hope" was just a big fat lie spoon-fed to me by my parents, by my teachers, by all the sheep-herding media conglomerates. Indeed, it was my rage, my utter hatred for the world and complete disillusionment with life that drew me deep into the extremities of the metal underground. Later on I got into Manowar, whom I fell in love with like most here did, out of sheer irony. Soon to follow was discovering power metal, a genre a become fond with as it echoed my love for Japanese RPGs, and then DragonForce, who quickly became my favorite band. As I spent the next two years listening to them constantly, I began to notice something. This music was changing my attitude towards life. No longer was I flailing armageddon disciple. When listening to DragonForce, I actually started to believe in myself again. I saw myself not spending the rest of my life drinking and fucking the pain of life away, but reaching out to people, spreading love and joy and fighting for everyhting good in the world. I realized this music was more than just a form of entertainment. This was a new voice of the youth.

For so long we've lived under the shadow of the grunge era. We've raised a nihilistic generation that doesn't give a shit and sees the world with callous eyes, rejecting faith, hope and love. To us, all these things are part of the commercial, imperialist machine that we reject. DragonForce, and power metal, have come to change all that. They know how we feel, the rage, the hatred, the pain and disillusionment. And they speak to us a message of light in darkness, of overcoming the struggles of the world with hopes for a brighter future. Metal is the language with which this message will reach out to the ones who have lost faith. The rage of hatred and domination becomes the fire of heroism. No longer are faith and dreams of love manufactured lies. In metal, everything beautiful is pure for those of us who know freedom to embrace once again. All these things we need more than ever in our current cultural and political climate, and that is why I believe power metal will be the new grunge, and that DragonForce will be the next Nirvana.

Also the Beatles were an infinitely better singles band than album band.

I'll never forget when I was playing Half Life 2 for the first time and Alyx is getting all mushy on me in the elevator for coming to save both her and her dad. The character actions seemed so real I actually felt the same way I would in real life, that is to say: "Oh my God, a girl, being nice.... LOOK AWAY!" It took me a second to realize I didn't need to move my mouse to look away since it was a game. This is what I'd like to see further developed in my games.

INTERNET MALE wrote:I'll never forget when I was playing Half Life 2 for the first time and Alyx is getting all mushy on me in the elevator for coming to save both her and her dad. The character actions seemed so real I actually felt the same way I would in real life, that is to say: "Oh my God, a girl, being nice.... LOOK AWAY!" It took me a second to realize I didn't need to move my mouse to look away since it was a game. This is what I'd like to see further developed in my games.

Hahaha

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ook at this photo, is this Barack Obama's birth certificate? Visitor 23:44, 22 August 2008 (EDT)

It's interesting that they finally give the, so-called authentic, birth certificate number in this supposedly unfaked photo. It is 151 1961 - 010641. The reason I bring this up, and I think the REAL reason this was masked, is because numerological analysis shows something very disturbing. If you add up the three sets of digits thus:

151 + 1961 + 010641 = 12753

and then add the individual digits of the result thus:

1 + 2 + 7 + 5 + 3 = 18

the final result, 18, is the product of three sixes (3 x 6 = 18). Three sixes, or 666, sort of speaks for itself. I just thought this was interesting. --AdmiralNelson 11:22, 23 August 2008 (EDT)

We met on Craigslist so I am hoping that this post finds you. I know that it could quite possibly be the most humiliating first date that you have ever been on, but I am willing to look past that.

I thought we had chemistry sitting at McMenamins sharing that basket of Cajun Tots while drinking the Terminator Stout. I really felt like there was a connection there. I found you to be intelligent and witty and looked forward to further conversation with you.

At some point in life, everyone has gambled on a fart and lost. It just happened to be on a first date in the passenger seat of my car. Please don’t feel bad. The package I sent you with Pepto the next day and the note that said “First dates are always a crap shoot. Call me” was meant to be funny, not offensive.

I have gambled on a fart and lost on multiple occasions. The first time I did it was very memorable. It happened when I was five and sitting on my uncle's lap. I am lactose intolerant, but love cheese. I probably win 95% of the time, but I don't think anyone wins 100% of the time. That's why they call it "gambling". I'm the last person to judge you for crapping your pants. In fact, I am impressed by your boldness. The timing on the other hand, could have been a tad bit better...like when you're not sitting on a heated leather seat...

What I am trying to say is that if you want to go out again, I would be more than happy to take you someplace where we can get a meal that is high in fiber and less taxing on the digestive tract.

I await your call,
Tad

P.S. - If you shat yourself on purpose to end the evening early…Touché…

Ken Veysey is with Woman, they are making love

Oh yes Ken Veysey you are so good! Uh Uh!!
Hold me like you hold the ball after you have made annother death defying save for Plymouth Argile.

Bruce Groblar enters wiv James "Dungey Bungey" Dungey.

"Oho! Wot 'av we 'ere then"

"I am making love with Ken "Kennard" Veysey and I fully believe that he would hav played for England if only were every not fools.

"So what are we to do????," Camera pans in on James Dungeys face, he grins slowly and he is gone. Maybe he too will find woman, maybe Gribbly Groblar will too.

It is all unknown. It is not for us to know. So let us leave into this dark night. Grobelaar is no longer at Plymouth Argyle

INTERNET MALE wrote:Ken Veysey is with Woman, they are making love

Oh yes Ken Veysey you are so good! Uh Uh!!
Hold me like you hold the ball after you have made annother death defying save for Plymouth Argile.

Bruce Groblar enters wiv James "Dungey Bungey" Dungey.

"Oho! Wot 'av we 'ere then"

"I am making love with Ken "Kennard" Veysey and I fully believe that he would hav played for England if only were every not fools.

"So what are we to do????," Camera pans in on James Dungeys face, he grins slowly and he is gone. Maybe he too will find woman, maybe Gribbly Groblar will too.

It is all unknown. It is not for us to know. So let us leave into this dark night. Grobelaar is no longer at Plymouth Argyle

Brucie porn.

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Liberalism has destroyed England(VOICE OF THE REVOLUTION)

We live in a society were anything goes. Due to PC we have no morals. We are ruled by the anti-Vietnam media were telling the truth became secondary to appeasing public opinion. We're being governed by the hippy, love generation, were hating ones nation became 'hip'. We are ruled by the media who considered public opinion more important than facts of the world. Lets face it the 60 and 70 may have been a great time to live in but it doesn't make those times 'correct'. We all know that public opinion and the popular press forced America out of Vietnam and while the liberal media celebrated 100s of 1000s died in Cambodia and Vietnam as a result, This is the time when the media realised that they could manipulate the public to make the world as they like.

We have a liberal media that through soaps and films encourage teenage girls to act as drunken *****, then we act surprised when it happens in real life. We have a media that promotes Gay rights and single parenthood as the norm. We live in a country that stands by and watches while 3rd world immigrants rape and murder our people. Where outside the UK would this be accepted?

We are ruled by a middle/upper class, self-loathing liberal elite who have destroyed our society, who have confused our youth, made them ashamed to be white English. We have embraced the most evil cult in the history of mankind, our own politicians and media cover up the activities of this backward cult incase there is a backlash, because Allah forbid that may happen while we're still a majority in our own country.

We live in a society were young girls dream of the easy life of winning X-factor or being a footballers **** warmer. We live in a society were young lads think they're tough by attacking old age pensioners, the same pensioners who fought for our freedom against the Nazis. We live in a society were people vote for a govt because they will not have to work for a living, I don't know about you but I'm ashamed to be British..

Thing is Tony Blair actually agreed with some of this......

Ironic still is that under New Labour than under the previous Tory governments you were more likely to be forced back to work.

Some bad grammar in that.

pinkhandbag IV wrote:Some bad grammar in that.

Sorry...I try my hardest

If you take your kids to see "The Watchmen," you're a moron.

If you see it yourself, you're also probably a moron and a vapid, indecent human being. The movie arrives in theaters at Midnight, Thursday Night. It's rated "R"--which should kinda sorta be a hint--but it really deserves an "NC-17," at the very least. And plenty of clueless parents brought their young kids and kept them there for the entire almost three hour "experience" at the screening I attended.

Yes, I know, it's being heavily marketed as a superhero movie, with action figures for your kids. But that--and the heroic-looking movie trailer--are a big, fat lie. And that's where real parenting comes in . . . like actually investigating the movie before you take or send your kids to see this garbage.

In fact, as a movie critic who sees most new releases, I haven't seen a more violent, depraved movie in years (not to mention a longer, more boring movie with a more preposterous and silly plot). This movie makes the graphic bloodshed of the recently released "Friday the 13th" look like "Cinderella."

This really isn't a superhero movie at all. In fact, there was little "superheroing" until after the second hour of this nearly three-hour exercise on defining deviancy down. Some on the right are claiming this is a conservative movie because it's made by some of the same people as "300" (read my review). But this is no "300." (And that wasn't for kids either, but this is far much less so.) A few lines of dialogue by the character "Rorschach" deriding "liberals and intellectuals" doesn't excuse the nearly three hours of poison here. In fact, the movie kind of has a peacenik-themed ending and "message" regarding nuclear weapons. If this move is "conservative," who the heck needs liberal?

There were so many disgusting, violent, morbid, grisly scenes and acts of killing, I had to start writing them down, lest I forget. And that's in addition to the rape scene between superheroes (complete with violent beating of a female superhero) and an explicit sex scene between two other superheroes. Oh, and don't forget another superhero's swinging computer-generated penis frequently in your face on-screen.

In just the opening credits of this mindless celluloid claptrap, there's a lesbian take-off on the famous photo of a woman kissing a sailor in Manhattan who is returning victorious from World War II. The lesbian make-out scene, featuring a "superhero," is bad enough. But then, we see cops looking over their naked, bloodied, dead bodies on a bed, with the words "LESBIAN WHORES," written in blood on the wall.

Mommy, mommy, what's a lesbian? What's a whore? And remember, this is just the opening credits.

The "plot" of this movie--if you can call it a plot--is that there were costumed superheroes in the '40s and beyond. They grew old, but some of them didn't. Then a new crop of costumed superheroes with special powers cropped up, some of whom were related to the older ones and some who still remained from the older group. But they all retired. Now, a superhero known as "The Comedian"--who is also a rapist and shot a Vietnamese woman who was pregnant with his kid (all of which we see depicted on-screen)--is murdered, and some of the superheroes, "The Watchmen," get back together to find out who did it.

At the same time, the Soviets are about to nuke America. It's 1985 and Nixon is President. We've won in Vietnam. Oh, and Henry Kissinger has a Russian accent. And Ronald Reagan is thinking of running for President in 1998. Wow, isn't that cool that they got it wrong on purpose? I'm so amazed at this "high-brow art" of deliberately getting dates and timelines wrong, you know, just to be "artistic," and get the drooling of the critics. That is sooooo genius. Like way totally cool.

Maybe if I make a movie about how Eisenhower was President in 1972, we "lost" World War II, and Bin Laden was gonna bomb the World Trade Center then, I'll be cool, too. . . so long as it's "dark" and I include a bunch of rape, torture, explicit sex scenes, and extremely graphic killings, and oh, write a "graphic novel" a/k/a comic book about it, first.

In the midst of this stupid story, we're treated to the following:

* Dogs fighting over, tearing apart, and eating a six-year-old girl--we're shown them chowing down on and tearing apart the remaining leg and leg bone, with the sock and shoe still on the bone as the dogs wrestle over it;

* A close up of man repeatedly getting an axe-blade driven through his skull while he's being butchered;

* At least two very graphic scenes of naked superhero "Dr. Manhattan" vaporizing people to just blood, limbs, and guts hanging from the ceiling or spread in the snow;

* Many scenes of Dr. Manhattan's computer generated penis swinging about;

* A kid biting a giant, bloody chunk of flesh out of another kid's face--he grows up to be "Rorschach," one of the superheroes' compatriots;

* A man's hands and arms being sawed off with an electric saw--we're shown the bloody stumps and the bloody sawed off limbs in close up shots;

* A man with vat of hot french fry oil deliberately thrown over his head--we literally see him fry, and he ultimately dies, we're told (no kidding);

* Many, many scenes of people's hands, arms, fingers being broken in half or crunched by the "superheroes";

* Cops being set on fire and burning to death by superhero compatriot "Rorschach;"

* Superhero "The Comedian" (a bad Robert Downey, Jr. look-alike) brutally beating and raping another superhero;

* Superhero "The Comedian" shooting and killing a Vietnamese woman because she's pregnant with his kid;

* Superhero "The Comedian" being thrown off a roof of a tall building--we see his body hit the ground and the blood flow out;

* Two superheroes have an explicit sex scene in a spaceship--she's on top, then he's on top, awesome--you can teach your young kids multiple sexual positions before they even reach puberty, by taking them to see this (there's a less explicit sex scene between the slutty superheroine and another superhero not long before that).

And these are just the highlights, plus superheroes hurling obscenities--great for the kiddies. There's so much more--along with horrible make-up, bad acting, and terrible computer generated images (including the penis). Not to mention, a bad, extremely slow, and boring script.

Yup, this is the garbage that Rupert Murdoch's Fox and Warner Brothers and Paramount are marketing toward your kids. All of these studios have a piece in this movie. And even thought the budget was just $100 to $125 million, because of a long legal battler between WB and Fox, the legal fees and pay-out make it such that they must recoup at least $200 or 300 million and make a profit. To do so, they are pimping the movie to all niches, especially your young kids.

But just because shameless whores and crack dealers of Hollywood deal this stuff out, doesn't mean you have to buy it and poison your kids' minds with it.

Remember the morons I told you about who took their kids to see the latest "Friday the 13th," last month? Well, they were back with their kids at a Monday Night screening of this horribly depraved, whacked out movie.

Remember the White single mother who told me her ten-year-old son could see it because "he knows it's not real and he knows the difference between right and wrong"? Well, she was back with her ten-year-old, and they waited in line for at least two hours with their free pass to get in to this screening, I'm told. I saw them walking out at the end.

Her son is going to grow up to be messed up. Don't do the same to your kid.

And do yourself a favor, too. Save the ten bucks and the three hours of your life you'll never get back. And the nightmares of some guy's bloody, sawed-off arms and hands still clinging to the doors of a jail cell.

I don't just worry that this is the new superhero movie being marketed to your kids today. I worry about the ones that will be even more depraved a decade from now.

G-d help this country (minus Hollywood).