So I’m looking for gummy sharks to make gummy sharknado cocktails (as one is wont to do on a random Tuesday evening) and I just had to share this amazing world I discovered. It is literally, Gummy World. One of those sub-departments of Amazon, and it is a magical place. Gummy sharks, gummy dinosaurs, gummy cheesecake, gummy carrots, gummy crocodiles! And it goes on. Though oddly enough, no gummy bears. Weird. I’m not really that into gummy food products, but I still have this itch like I should buy all of these things just to own them. This must be how Angelina Jolie feels about children.
Carol Costelleo CNN anchor decided to speak out about the recent NFL controversy involving player Ray Rice (who knocked his wife unconscious), his coach John Harbaugh (who thinks “it’s not a big deal”), the NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell (who believes “justice” has been served by a two-game suspension), the Baltimore Ravens’ Twitter page (who claims that Janay Rice herself “deeply regrets the role she played the night of the incident”), and ESPN’s Stephen A. Smith (who chose to focus on the “elements of provocation”).
Costello admitted to have been a victim of domestic violence herself, and found the need to address how the male-dominated sports world is downplaying the importance of Rice’s acts with not only a soft punishment, but also placing the blame on the domestic violence survivor.
She leaves us with the reminder that “one in four women will experience domestic violence during her lifetime,” and that “one-third of female homicide victims are killed by their current or former partner.”
“We fled to the Philippines, which was under American occupation at the time. But it wasn’t long before the Japanese took over the islands. We were living in Manila, and when the Japanese occupied the city, they began to teach us to read and write Japanese. When the Americans came to retake the city, they invaded from the north, and the Japanese blew up the bridges and barricaded themselves in the southern part of the city where we lived. Shells were falling all around us, because the Japanese had stationed a gun encampment across from our house. One morning, we decided to make a run for the hospital, so that we could put ourselves under the protection of the Red Cross. Our neighbors were running in front of us, pushing their belongings on a pushcart, when they stepped on a land mine and the whole family was killed. We kept running, but when we got to the main street, there was a checkpoint and we weren’t allowed to cross. So we hid beneath a house, and soon we were discovered by Japanese soldiers. They lined us all up against the wall to be executed. We begged and begged and begged for our lives. They finally allowed my mother and the children to step aside, but they told my father to stay. My mother dropped to her knees and asked the Japanese commander to imagine it was his family. And he finally let all of us go.”
There are two posts about this man’s story. Definitely read both.
“We fled Germany on November 9th, 1938. It was called the Crystal Night, because there were demonstrations against Jews all over Germany, and many windows were being broken. We were living on the outskirts of Hanover. When my father came home from work that night, he told us that the synagogue was on fire, and that firemen were standing in a ring around it to prevent the flames from spreading to other buildings. He said: ‘We’re getting out of here.’”
That Stop Bullying PSA with the girls in the hall, really irritates the crap out of me. ‘Teach your kids how not to be a bystander.’ How about one aimed at the bullies’ parents? ‘Raise your kids not to be douchebag little skanks.’ That’s SORT of where we are diverging in basic human decency, is the raising of assholes. They are the problem. Not the kid getting bullied, not even really the kid who is watching it happen, who could very well be just as scared at getting her own ass kicked. All these PSAs do, is create yet another victim based crime, where the fault is everyone’s but the perpetrator.
I really wanted to post this weekend, but I’m either getting a cold, or there’s some new pollen popping out that’s kicking my ass. I feel like a truck ran over me, and I can’t stop going back to bed. I’ve gotten up 3 times today! And I still feel like crap. It’s turning into a completely wasted day and it’s really pissing me off.
I actually had to change the channel from Two Headed Shark Attack, not for the atrocious porn quality acting (you know I find that a plus) but for the ‘artistic tracking shot’ the director decided to use in a group discussion scene. He appeared to have put the camera on a the slowest merry go round in existence, for like a 5 minute scene. Just a sloooooow spin, round and round the group. I honest to God, got vertigo. I think I’m gonna be sick.