April 03, 2006

Things We do for Love

Example the first: sit through three hours of people singing in German in an uncomfortable seat with no leg room. You're welcome, Hublet. And now you may reciprocate by sitting through 95 minutes of Nathan Fillion killing slugs.

Random thought:

Dear Media -

I just thought I'd let you know...I'm fresh out of panic. Tapped right the heck out. I know this bums you out, because I'm not giving you the reaction you want to your latest overhyped, overblown freakout about the environment, or the government, or whatever, but I can't lie to you. If all the polar bears die from global warming and I get oceanfront property in Raleigh as a result, well, I'll just deal with it. Polar bears are mean anyway. Ditto if the sun burns out and we all freeze, or if Iran starts nuking the world, or whatever. I just cannot be bothered to panic. And if you don't start dialing down the OHMYGOD!!!!, I will be forced to dial my apathy-meter up to eleven.

How about this? If any of the aforementioned events actually occur, let me know. In the meantime, I need to paint my kitchen.

Love,
Big Arm Woman

Posted by Big Arm Woman at April 3, 2006 01:33 PM
Comments

What you said.

Posted by: Michael at April 3, 2006 02:35 PM

Okay, but if you don't tune in at eleven, you will not find out about the new study that reaveals dangers that might kill EVERYONE IN YOUR FAMILY.

Posted by: Media at April 3, 2006 04:30 PM

How true about the singing in German; I could just about tolerate leider until I heard Dietrich Fischer Dieskau sing "Little Boy Blue Come Blow Your Horn", in English, with every bell and whistle the style allows... und a feroschious Cherman aggzent! At which point my sombre mien failed me and I became lost to Culture, or at least to Kultur.

Posted by: PersonFromPorlock at April 3, 2006 04:34 PM

Apathy - can it happen here? The seven warning signs at 11.

But there is, frankly, some beautiful singing in German

http://rhhardin.home.mindspring.com/holidayoratorio.ram (from Bach's Holiday Oratorio)

It's necessary to read the German to catch the rhymes, which tie together the three unlikely musical genres at once, which is what makes it so cool.

Evangelist : Und sie gebar ihren ersten Sohn, und wickelte ihn in Windeln und legte ihn in eine Krippen, denn sie hatten sonst keinen Raum in der Herberge.

Chorus : Er ist auf Erden kommen arm,

Bass : Wer will die Liebe recht erhoehn,
Die unser Heiland vor uns hegt?

Chorus : Dass er unser sich erbarm,

Bass : Ja wer vermag es einzusehen,
Wie ihn der Menshcen Leid bewegt?

Chorus : Und in dem Himmel mache reich

Bass : Des Hoechsten Sohn koemmt in die Welt,
Weil ihm ihr Heil so wohl gefaellt,

Chorus : Und seinen lieben Englen gleich.

Bass : So will er selbst als Mensch geboren werden.

Chorus : Kyrieleis!

Posted by: Ron Hardin at April 3, 2006 06:31 PM

Local news is just as bad about this as national news. The local news station where I live, if there's not some new "OMG!!!!!! We're all going to DIE!!!!" story going around, they'll recycle one.

Seriously. They've played the same story on "the choking game" three or four times in the past six weeks. (I have no idea how big a problem that "game" actually is, but I get the feeling that it's a lesser problem than the media is making it out to be. I mean, don't get me wrong - it's a tragedy if your kid kills themself trying to get high, but...it's not like the whole generation is extinguishing itself through idiotic behavior...)

Posted by: ricki at April 4, 2006 09:24 AM

As someone once remarked to Schubert, "take me to your leider".

-Tom Lehrer

Posted by: Locomotive Breath at April 4, 2006 10:02 AM

I like the latest attempts to trump up hysteria -- Child seats are too small for many large children.

Posted by: . at April 4, 2006 06:01 PM