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| The good people at RedLetter Media
Namely this guy
and this guy
released their hilarious in depth anal-sys of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, as told by this guy:
View it here: www.redlettermedia.com | comments: Leave a comment   |
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How he may have influenced me is a mooncast shadow compared to how he influenced the lives of those who manufacture Apple products: He drove them to suicide. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| FoxConn Employees Mourn Jobs' Death
Chengdu, People’s Republic of China. During their twelve hour workday, thousands of workers at FoxConn, a Chinese manufacturing corporation which builds most of Apple’s products, including the iPhone, iPod, and iPad, paused for a moment of silence to remember Apple CEO Steve Jobs.
“I have not seen my family in seven months,” remarked 26 year old Wen Liu, prior to returning to work, “but I hear that Mr. Jobs was a visionary and progressive business leader.”
Another employee, Ming Yi Huang, added “Things are so bad that seven of my coworkers committed suicide last year. Now all workers must sign agreements with FoxConn not to take our lives so they no longer must pay death benefits to our families if we do. But I hear that keeping costs down helped Mr. Jobs sell his products at low prices. They are cheaper than the competition, are they not?”
The two men were then beaten by a foreman for interrupting their work to speak with journalists. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I submitted this to the "we are the 99%" page, in which supporters of the "Occupy Wall Street" protest have submitted photos and stories of hardship.
While I take great issue with much of what government has done and is doing, think there is much that can be done and undone to reduce the cost of health care, and agree that corporations and special interests have too much influence in Congress, I disagree with the philosophy behind this particular protest movement (though I certainly endorse protest). Thus, I thought I'd submit my own photo and story.
I wonder if it will pass moderator approval... | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Just came back from seeing Drive.
I can't remember the last time I saw a film which still has me feeling its tone after driving home, kicking off my shoes, and pouring a glass of milk.
I like milk.
Anyhow, when a person curses like Joe Pesci in a Martin Scorsese film, those curses carry no weight. When a person who almost never swears does so, you feel it. This movie doesn't swear much. The pacing is very smooth, quiet, and deliberate, (much like the protagonist who is a bit of a sociopath) and it takes its time getting to the conflict. There are hints at where the story might be headed, and at times I wondered if the movie was going to decide on a direction. What the movie is actually doing is weaving you into the subdued and meticulous way The Driver sees his world. But like the film, inside The Driver's terse exterior lies terrifying intensity.
Personally I would have enjoyed more, or lengthier car chases. But there were tits, so that is nice. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I get very annoyed when people with whom I work do things like stop to pee, get a drink, or eat when there is a lot of work to do.
This is not rational, I realize, because I'm talking about physical work that goes on for many hours. So, I bite my tongue.
But dammit! When there's a big job to do, I hate stopping for anything until it is done. I usually don't get hungry if I'm working, and on those occasions I do, eating becomes this very annoying thing that I have to do while I continue working. If I have to pee, it means I -run- to the bathroom, blast it out, spray water on my hands for half a second and run back.
GRR! YOU CAN TAKE A BREAK WHEN YOU ARE HOME TONIGHT!!! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| This is clearly from the early to mid 1980's and is, if anything, more aplicable today than ever.
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