No Site For Weaklings

We’ve started the religious experience topic in RS, and today we looked at proof. Here is an extract of my notes:

  • If someone experiences an entity, then the entity exists. (I have conversations with characters, then the characters exist…)

It took me a few minutes to figure out why Thank You God was playing in my head.

Speaking of characters I want to talk to, one thing lead to another yesterday. No regrets (I had just finished an essay on William Blake, okay, and football was the only thing on TV. Plus there needs to be somewhere in my imagination where di Angelo doesn’t need a hug).

Question: should I have tagged this post not safe for work? Because thinking about it, I should probably tag every Tim Minchin video or even some MCR posts NSFW, for the language and whatnot. But then, is my language crossing the line? What is or isn’t “safe for work”? Surely that depends on your job?!

I mean, I don’t much like censorship, which is one of the reasons I run this thing by myself, and it’s not like I’m one of the people Google’s blocking… I don’t want to get younger readers into trouble for having adult words or links to questionable fan art – but that’s not my fight. I just write this and it’s up to you, reading this, whether or not you read it. If you don’t want to then click exit. If you don’t want your child to read it then click exit for them but please remember that if they like this sort of site (as in, not space bar games or celebrity forums) then they’re probably going to find another way to read.

I don’t label atheism-related posts “GOD-HATING NEARBY, PIOUS PEOPLE BEWARE”, so should I label a link to a drawing of two dudes kissing “homophobes your eyes might fall out”, or “in the movies this would be a 15”? I mean, Perks wasn’t a 15 and Steve Chbosky got in about 85% of the book’s content.

Is it just enough that I say “headphones are a good idea for this song” or to clearly label links? Maybe I should do a little thing on the sidebar: “oh hey I’m a teenager and if you’ve met one of those you’ll know that they talk like sailors and launch very different types of ships”?

(You shouldn’t be reading Indifferent Ignorance at work anyway, although if you can please notify me of your occupation.)

It’s, Like, a Musical, About, Like, God. Or Something.

This has been a week of mythology.

School has been hard lately and I’ve had to be careful about my arm so when Waterstones outdid themselves and delivered House of Hades a day before its official release, I spent most of the afternoon reading (it counts as independent study for Latin, yes?).

Uncle Rick, you are a genius. A trolling, cliffhanger-creating genius. Between Annabeth, Piper, Hazel, Reyna and Hermione Granger, I don’t know how young girls even consider looking up to bikini-clad airheads. I even warmed to Jason. I love Bob too – and Nico… was Nico always Nico or…?

Argh.

Last night (well ‘tonight’ in terms of writing this because I’m bored on the train) I saw Jesus Christ Superstar at the O2. Before I start chatting let me get one thing clear:

I like Jesus. I am also, until further notice, an atheist (or agnostic if I’ve not watched the news). I also like politics and a good theatrical rock show.

Jesus Christ Superstar is a secular-theatrical-colourful-rock ‘n’ roll-interpretation of the Passion of the Christ and I love it. C’mon, man, there’s sparkles and dancing girls and everyone’s favourite atheist comic musician and did I mention it’s just as relevant now as it was in 1973 as it was in 90AD when John wrote his gospel?

Yep, I’m calling a trip to London Religious Studies work. Anyway. The centrum of the matter is that you don’t have to like ITV to be grateful that they found a dude who can sing like this. You don’t have to believe in the proposed divinity of a story to learn from it and if you wear your second-highest heels to London then your feet will hate you the next day.

Hallelujah!

Yesterday’s version of Gethsemane was better than that, by the way. As in, my ears hurt it was so good. Ah. I’m off to write about the downsides of globalisation. Do you think I could get this in there somewhere?

ROME LIES 'JCS' Mug

Holiday Post 2013 #2: Indifferent Ignorance Awards 2012

I never published the Awards at the end of 2012 because there was so much going on, but having taken eight months to get my shit done, I think it’s time to celebrate 2012.

Comedian of the Year: Tim Minchin

I was seriously worried that I was going to fail my Maths GCSE because I discovered Tim during study leave. I didn’t – and his atheism, beat poetry and contribution to Jesus Christ Superstar has helped me with my RS ever since. Amen.

 

Album of the Year: The One, The Only… by Chantal Claret

I had this on my iPod permanently during the summer; it’s so happy and catchy and funny and it’s really, really, weird to hear Jimmy on a record that doesn’t involve rapping.

 

Best PR Stunt: Mindless Self Indulgence’s Kickstarter and Conventional Weapons‘ Release

Oh my God, that Kickstarter video. I paid $30 for the deluxe CD, and it was worth every penny. If you’re going to see them at the Koko in November, drop me a line so we can wave at each other in the line.

Conventional Weapons was strange for me because I was a bit out of touch with MCR when it was announced, and over the months of its release I was out of touch with everything else too. I love it, though, and I love this band.

Best Book to Film Adaptation: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I was ready to hate the film, and didn’t. A few days after I saw it at the cinema with my friends, I looked up the trailer and was horrified. I texted Hollie “Found a US trailer for ‘Perks’. It was terrible.” She replied, “Fantastic, no one will watch it.”

 

I re-watched the film in April, and it clicked. (The book clicked on the second read too; I think Charlie has to grow on you for you to truly get him.) Ezra was perfect as Patrick and it’s nice that some other people thought so too.

Employee of the Year: Todd at Starbucks

Todd served my friends and I when we went to drink coffee and be nice to one another just before Christmas. We goaded him about the taxes thing, and instead of spitting in our drinks, he handed me an open letter that Starbucks had published explaining their lack of illegal non-tax-paying activity. I’ve deep-filed it with my Politics work, so have butchers here.

Come to think of it, he may still have spat in our drinks.

Mm, and his name may have been George.

Embarrassing Moment of the Year: Hollie and Jimmy Urine’s Microphone/Finger/Face Incident(s)

I’m not sure if they’ve been captured on video, but if you were at the MSI show at the HMV Forum last October, you’ll know Hollie as the girl who spoke into Jimmy’s microphone. ‘Nuff said.

The Indifferent Ignorance ‘Ignorant Fuck’ Award – The American Republican Party, Or UKIP

Okay, so they’re basically the same thing, but whatever. I really don’t like politicians, especially ones who think that abortion is bad because rape isn’t bad… or whatever the fuck they said.

Right, now that’s done for this year, I should probably start working out the 2013 awards, going by my track record…

TBF – To Be Finished (Maybe)

While I’m thinking about it, I’ve updated Monday’s post with a clearer, Spanish-subbed Fence video.

I had something really smart to say but I’ve forgotten what it is… Che Guevara had excellent hair. (That wasn’t it.)

I’m going out to see The Great Gatsby in a bit and I’m nervous because we’re doing the novel in school at the moment and I’m coming dangerously close to becoming emotionally attached to certain characters who may or may not be well-portrayed and/or die in the film.

At least it’s not in 3D – it might have tempted me to punch Carey Mulligan in her very nice face.

I can’t find a meme of acceptably-funny standards to put here. Maybe I’ll look for a GIF post-film.

Update:

Ahahahaha…

From FunnyJunk.com
From FunnyJunk.com
From NextMovie.com
From NextMovie.com
From CDN.uproxx.com
From CDN.uproxx.com

And, that, ladies and gents, both concludes this post and the entire story.

Che & Yoga Mats

I’m pretty sure I have lots of important and fancypants things to tell everyone, but I have hayfever and my eyes are almost as itchy as my nose is snotty, so we’re going to watch a video instead.

 

I’m pretty sure The Fence is a bad guy in a film? I support the ideal of sitting on it though, because people who don’t run the risk of suffering from fuckin’ idiotism.

I’d like this for my birthday please. My RS class is doing atheism at the moment, and my group played a bit of Storm. Quite a few people laughed, although we did only play about three minutes’ worth… and I resisted the urge to show everyone the suggested videos…

AS Standards III: People I’d Like to Quote in Religious Studies Essays… and Really Shouldn’t.

I’m not sure which of the following I’ve already talked about, but I had to take an extended arm-break from revision this evening so I’m doing it the YouTube way:

1) “Not only is it, erm, erm, how do you say… right.” Bye bye Augustinian theodicy!

“… As a punishment for having a sort of schizophrenic discourse with a god who was created by man to explain the existence of feet in the absence of the knowledge of the existence of Tony.” Bye, er, any of my previously held religious beliefs?

 

2) Can I just copy and paste this into every answer ever please? (my bet is he was all for the Tory/Lib Dem coalition.)

 

3) “You only need to pray in a particular spot to a particular version of a particular god.” ‘Amen to that’ is the only response I can think of right now…

“He’s largely undiverted by the starving masses, or the inequality between the various classes…” Hello, problem of evil and suffering. Ah, Mackie’s Inconsistent Triad, how are you this evening?

 

4) This may or may not be about religion but I mostly like how it sounds.

 

5) “Isn’t this enough?” Hey, Richard Dawkins.

“Wow, that’s a good point, let me think for a bit. Oh wait my mistake that’s absolute bullshit.” Hey, teleological argument (it’s okay, I’m doing the cosmological argument. It’s got Ways).

 

6) Because it’s time to bring back the shameless MCR references (having just read the post back I think Aquinas helped jog my memory).

 

7) This is actually just about school in general, and the only bit that’s relevant to school is 9:30-10:30, but the rest, incidentally, is also hilarious (and quite true).

 

I’ve mentioned MCR, Tim Minchin and Ezra Miller in one almost-constructive post. Hallelujah.

(Okay now that’s reminded me of this and now I’ve kind of also included something about being queer… my job is done, and anyone who got through this post in less than forty minutes, videos and all, gets to guest-blog.)

Political/Musical Reflections

I’ve been trying to work out how to wax poetic on Margaret Thatcher without doing a cheap impersonation of the rest of the British media, so instead I’d like to encourage you to buy this fortnight’s edition of Private Eye. It’s a magazine which is definitely not like the rest of the British media – it’s funny, for one thing, and reports news for another. It’s also edited by Have I Got News for You‘s Ian Hislop (whose wife Victoria, incidentally, writes excellent novels) so if you’ve ever watched that show and laughed, you should be reading Private Eye regularly.

Just noticed that ‘Tim Minchin’ is a category on here. Kind of curious as to what Mrs Thatcher would have thought of this, assuming she was never a Tim fan:

The Following Was Written Yesterday Before My Laptop Cut Out…

..I can’t remember how it was supposed to end.

Sometimes something is so big you don’t know what to write, so you don’t and then after a while you just want to write about something else. Especially when other people write their own pieces.

One day, maybe, and in the mean time there are letters to be sent.

I can’t watch the news on 1st April because it’s even less sensical than normal… have Ant and Dec really got to number one? Are people really this horrible? Did Jesus really rise from the dead?

Okay that’s enough for now, I had  to say it though. Back to the chocolate (creme eggs have egg white in them. Excuse me, but why?) and slightly disjointed episode of Jonathan Creek – not because of the plot but because I keep Googling famous people. It’s actually fun if you don’t mind where you end up.

Okay in honour of Easter, and Google, and the fact I’m using Tim’s face as part of my RS revision, here is the best thing I ever Googled in a free period. Shout when you see it.