Considering that Chris and I are currently “down with the sickness,” it seems a more appropriate time than ever to reach into the ever-expanding depths of the Shit Vids vault and present our loyal readers with yet another installment of the profoundly awful: Disturbed’s “Stupify.”
If you manage to sit through all four minutes and eleven seconds of this piece of shit, you’ll undoubtedly have a few questions. Allow me to clear up a couple things: yes, he mentions the projects and the barrio by name (and implores them to rock); and, yes, he’s wearing a straight jacket during the sitar-studded “breakdown” at 2:33 (which is, like, totally cultural and shit).
But on with the show. Before we get to the shit, however, I want to leave you with a powerful endorsement from YouTube user and freedom-defender AllAmericanGIJoe: “We blast that shit in Iraq all the time! It’s the best.”
This evening I stumbled across a pretty great video by Dr. Michael Wesch, Assistant Professor of Cultural Anthropology at Kansas State University. It’s a pretty fascinating four-minute look at the malleability of digital language and its cultural, linguistic, and legal implications:
If you’ve got the time, check out Digital Ethnography for more brainy web shit. If you’ve got even more time, you might enjoy an anthropological introduction to YouTube.
You know, all this talk of the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act and the looming threat of international economic instability sometimes tends to overwhelm our national consciousness, drawing our attention from the more important goings-on of our new administration — namely, the fact that President Obama is the narrator of the audiobook version of his autobiographical account on race relations, Dreams from My Father, and that, in an unprecedented display of presidential foresight, he has left the American people with a few auditory gems to play out of context for the benefit of our own sophomoric amusement.
Reader, amuse thyself.
We’re surprised the McCain campaign didn’t dig up some of these files in a desperate 11th hour attempt to smear the Obama ticket. A mangled audio clip of the then Illinois Senator contending “There are white folks, and then there are ignorant mothafuckas like you. . .” played over a grainy image of Jeremiah Wright — arms raised, goddamning America — would have done much to tease the embers of the not-so-thinly-veiled racism that seemed to follow the Straight-Talk Express as it waddled aimlessly, like a nursing home patient on the lamb, through untended roads of God’s own heartland.
Has anyone ever taken the time to notice how menacing the Sherwin Williams logo is?
“Ask how, ask now, ask why-the-shit are you covering the earth in blood?”
[Author’s disclosure: “Cover the Earth” was the name of a short-lived doom metal band I growled for in high school. Had we known Sherwin Williams was this badass, we may have given some thought to seeking them out as some sort of corporate sponsor.]
Welcome to yet another blog to clog your brainwaves and set yr. heart on fire. Or something.
This will be a whimsical land of pithy plagiarisms and quail-hunting quips. Actually, I don’t quail hunt. I will probably just talk about music and maybe occasionally pretend that I read books. I doubt I’ll ever post a video of Amy Winehouse smoking crack.
Welcome, and feel free to leave your shoes on. The carpet is old.