Paranoid Android


The above picture is actual North Korean propaganda art, hot off the presses (link courtesy of Reuters). Maybe Michael Jackson had a point in that documentary when he said the world needs love right now. This is not 'art' at all - this is madness. The world gets bigger and it wants to regulate it's population - is something going to give? Why can't all these warmongers play video games online to sort their aggressions? Blowing up cities and killing people isn't a good thing the last time I checked.

The picture below goes out to my friend who lived in Vancouver and has now moved back to Ontario. Remember those jerseys below circa the 80's? I had their (Vancouver Canucks) black away jersey when I was a kid. I wanted the yellow one so bad. Believe it or not, one day I saw the black one here in Ontario and I made my dad get it for me at Woolco. I was a happy kid for weeks. I wore it and played road hockey for days without end with my Jofa stick that was left-handed, even though I shot with my right. That shirt cut down my hockey budget. I had to 'stick' with what I got and make the best out of it. A fucking moral for every story isn't there. Great times.


Anyway, a big deal right now seems to be the retro jerseys and uniforms. The kids like these things. The teen phenom and future NBA player LeBron James was suspended from a couple of highschool games for getting some expensive throwback jerseys for free. I mean, the two throwbacks he got were worth $800 or so! And before this, Nelly stepped up with a bandaid on his face and rapped a hit song!? about 'Air Force Ones' and all the Jenny from the blocks are still wanting some. People want an identity and want to be part of something. The corporations rake in the big bucks off this.

But who am I to talk? I wore the Nike's, the Chuck's, the Polo shirt, the N.W.A shirt, the cargo pants, and all that shit and more. Was I trying to fit in? Maybe. Trying to see if identified with those crowds? Perhaps. Trying to be an individual in this crazy world? Sure. So what's the moral of this story? After paying absurd amounts for name brand things as a high-schooler, I finally discovered it wasn't worth it. I minimalized name brand shopping and factored comfort into my purchases first. With my semi-ban on clothing with name brands, I had nowhere to turn but to become a nudist. Not a good move I thought, so I passed on that option and settled for a compromise. I wear 'namebrand' clothes still. I don't go out of my way to get unmarked clothing. All that aside, I had to figure out how to express myself as I found out that clothes wouldn't make this man. And what do I do these days to identify and express myself??? You're looking at it. This damn website. And I'm naked right now. Have a nice day. Thanks for visiting.