Crime and Drama

I just watched Changeling. Wow! is all I can say. It was disturbing on so many different levels, most of all that we never got a good look at Angelina Jolie’s giant fake boobs. Its easy to forget since she has become a diva that she has done some fine acting in her career.   Its also easy to forget amidst The Good, the Bad and the Ugly and Dirty Harry and Every Which Way But Loose that Clint Eastwood is a remarkable director.   Million Dollar Baby is destined to be a classic alongside The Outlaw Josey Wales; I can’t wait to see Gran Torino.

Being a parent can make you crazy with worry.   As if protecting a kid from their own damn self and from accidents isn’t hard enough, its impossible to protect them from someone bigger and stronger and smarter out to do them harm.   G hasn’t learned yet about not talking to strangers, and it will be sad when kids and friendly parents at the park start getting the cold shoulder from her, but I don’t know the alternative.   I don’t talk to stangers either, I just can do it more diplomatically.   Close your eyes and you make yourself sick thinking of all the evil in the world that can harm a tiny little girl.   Its sweeter to close your eyes and hear her tiny little girl voice.   Last night I got into bed with her just to feel her next to me, then she started kicking me in the nards.         Awww…so sweet.

Cops lie, and abuse their power. Not all of em, but enough that they ruin it for the rest – like 2 of em is enough to ruin it for the rest. Any doubts…follow up on ex-Eagles running back Ryan Moats.   Thinking back on most interactions I’ve had with cops, even the nice ones who were doing their jobs professionally and courteously and only in response to shit I had done…they must be trained to put on a professional veneer that makes them kinda an asshole, and they are acting in an adversarial role where its their task to portray your guilt and control a situation with a heavy hand.   Sorta reasonable given the job, but sorta humiliating.   They latch onto the littlest things you say and draw all the negative focus to them…just read a police report about yourself, and you will think you’re a serial killer.   Its not hard to imagine the cop that makes you feel emasculated while he tickets your off-leash dog is capable of taking it a step further, even if it wouldn’t happen, its an easy thing to imagine given the feelings such situations elicit.

The sexism that used to exist towards women is horrifying.   I just can’t imagine that society.   Last weekend I did a ride with 4 girls and one other guy, and it was awesome.   Lynette led the way on the downhill, and the ladies were ripping the gnar and talking shit such that you could only tell them apart by their tank tops.   I would love to see economic studies of sexism’s affect on a society’s productivity.   Its hard to extract that from the correspondence with most such society’s being primitive, but what a treatise that would be.   So much effort goes into maintaining a class system, so much wasted potential, you just hope like drug legalization and capitalism that efficiency will eventually drive out bad ideas.