Yeah, it just feels like a Plymptoon kinda Friday. Here’s a few music videos and commercials for you.
“Heard ‘Em Say” - Kanye West
“Windows 95″ - Microsoft
“Bonnaroo” - Some Hippies
“Don’t Download This Song” - Weird Al
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32wmepTVM3I (sidenote: disabling embedding of your youtube video seems like completely missing the point of how internet video works, what’s up with that?)
By any stretch of reasonable imagination, how does this guy resemble the man who could lead the free world beginning Jan. 20?
He doesn’t. Yet when people stand face-to-face with Nozomu Sato, the Japanese comedian known as Mr. Nocchi, they speak to him as if he really is the man racing for the White House. They tell Sato, “I’m going to vote for you!”
They call him Mr. President.
Sato doesn’t understand 99 percent of what they say. What little English he speaks he pieced together from CNN. But then he opens his mouth
Hanging out with nerds has made me suspicious of “Hey, look at this thing from Japan!”, but I stumbled onto this Chicago Tribune article about Japan’s premier Barack Obama impersonator and I found the whole thing pretty relentlessly charming.
Sato asks those in line who they think he is. One lady guesses Jet Li.
“My name Barack Obama. I have a dream! You have a dream! United States of America! I hope president!”
One gentleman remarks: “If he was tall, they’d look alike.”
Another: “He’s got the same type of ears, same haircut. But he’s got no black in him.”
The Tribune’s got some video of him. It’s broad Japanese comedy, but he’s done a pretty good job of nailing some of the mannerisms.
Right before you become a teacher, you are told by all manner of folks that it will be 1) the hardest thing you’ve ever done, and 2) the best thing you’ve ever done. That seems like a recipe for recruiting wannabe martyrs. In any case, high stakes can blind you to the best moments. One day, I was stressing over what I imagined was my one-man quest to keep Darius in school and out of jail, and missed that a heated dispute between two fifth graders was escalating. Finally, I asked them what was wrong.
“Mr. Ramsey,” one of the boys pleaded, “will you please tell him that if you go into space for a year and come back to Earth that all your family will be dead because time moves slower in space?”
-From a really well written essay on teaching in New Orleans and Lil Wayne (via your monkey called)
I am baffled that, to my knowledge, no one has made a neo-noir film and scored it entirely with Morphine songs. It almost seems too obvious to have not happened, yet as far as I can tell the movie with the most Morphine songs on the soundtrack is “Spanking the Monkey”.
It occurred to me today after I watched a video podcast from the President-Elect that was beamed to my computer without wires that we live in an utterly astonishing future.
(via kung fu grippe)