Damn Evil Editors

You know every day I get onto this thing fully intending on producing one of the political diatribes so common in last year’s blog. But then I lose the desire and end up talking about TV shows. So why fight it?

Judging from the comments from my last post, a lot of people watched the finale of The Amazing Race 6. People I met on the bus wanted to talk about it. People at work want to talk about it. My chiropractor brought it up while snapping my neck. Concensus: the winners, Freddy and Kendra, are a couple of embarassing racist schmucks, and Jon and Kris should have won. Not surprisingly, Kendra is now claiming that her comments about Africa –that it is “wretched and disgusting… [Africans] just keep breeding and breeding in this poverty. I just can’t take it.”– were taken “out of context” by those evil editors at CBS.

Exactly what context would make those statements not ignorant?

What the Race needs is non-American competitors. Let Canadians and Australians show ignorant they are for a change. Until the start of the show’s 7th installment, my plan is to cancel my cable (I said plan not intent) and only download my favourite shows, especially MGM’s Stargate-SG1 and Stargate: Atlantis. Sure it’s probably illegal, but how’s MGM gonna find out? That is, um, unless they read this blog.

Separated At Birth, part 1

(For part 2, click here)

I’m seeing twins everywhere. Ever notice how much Cynthia Nixon (Miranda from Sex And The City) looks like Cone McCaslin from Sum-41?

Sex in the City alumna, Cynthia Nixon

Sum 41 member, Cone McCaslin

And what about denogginized journalist Daniel Pearl and idiot comedian Tim Allen? Eerie.

Murdered journalist, Daniel Pearl

Comedian, Tim Allen

So The Amazing Race 6 ended this evening. Sadly my favourite team of Jon and Kris did not win, due to a lazy moment at the airline ticketing counter, and the annoying, ignorant near-racist team of Freddy and Kendra took home the million dollars. I take small consolation in knowing that that idiot Hayden finally had the hissy meltdown that had been building for weeks and was unable to finish the penultimate leg of the race. Why her fool boyfriend proposed to her I’ll never know. What does all this mean, you ask? Simple: I have no life.

Economy Shmeconomy

This website is a ranking of the world’s economies by GDP. It’s a useful resource for keeping the world in perspective. The next time you hear a news report about the “faltering” US economy, for example, remember that the American economy (ranked top in the world at over $10 trillion) is bigger than the next four combined (Japan, Germany, UK and France). What’s really interesting is that both Luxembourg and Norway have larger per capita GDPs than the USA!

Also interesting is that poor little Tuvalu, with a GDP worth a mere $14 million, is actually poorer than the Vatican!

Canada, meanwhile, has the world’s 8th largest economy, but in terms of per capita GDP is barely richer than either Qatar or the Vatican.

What does all this mean? Who the fuck knows.

Iraqi Elections and the Asses of Dogs

“Let’s not forget that for all the president’s soaring

rhetoric about spreading freedom and democracy, free

elections were the administration’s fallback position.

More Plan D than guiding principle. We were initially

going to install Ahmed Chalabi as our man in Baghdad,

remember? Then that shifted to the abruptly

foreshortened reign of ‘Bremer of Arabia.’ The White

House only consented to holding open elections after

Grand Ayatollah Sistani sent his followers into the

streets to demand them — and even then Bush refused

to allow the elections until after our presidential

campaign was done, just in case more suicide bombers

than voters turned up at Iraqi polling places.”

Arianna Huffington

Iraqi elections. Big freakin’ deal. Sure, it’s great that Saddam is gone and it’s great that Iraqis finally have a say (or at least so it seems) in who governs them. But at what price? If one more flipflopping talking head mutters, “maybe Bush was right,” I’m going to slap someone hard. Let me break it down for you: if tomorrow US rangers start handing out bricks of gold and all the goats start shitting hummus and pissing vodka, none of it would be worth what this war has cost: 100,000 corpses. Nothing short of the dead rising from their graves can possibly make Bush “right.” (Ironically, as a believer in the rapture, that’s exactly what he expects to happen.)

This past week I was lucky to attend the 2nd regional meeting of the Canada-USA Clinical Epidemiology Network in Montebello, Quebec. I somehow managed to squeeze in regular gym workouts, swims, hikes, cross-country skiing, broomball and –best of all– dogsledding! This is a photo of the the pooches’ asses, taken on my trusty Treo 600:

Here’s some interesting news. I was recently contacted by Thomson-Gale Publishing regarding one of my very old wrestling columns. It seems they want to republish the article in a textbook on “alternative views.” The question that I, ever the mercenary, must ask myself: what do I charge them?

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