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post Where did the term ‘pulling your leg’ come from?

October 30th, 2009

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 10:45 am

Actually, in the days of guillotines, beheading and hangings, pulling ones leg usually was relegated to the immediate family members of a hanged person in order to complete the process of breaking the unfortunates neck that the initial fall did not accomplish.

Gruesome…  How about some even more gruesome stuff…

Imagine you were walking down the street.  There, on the corner is a nude woman.  Would you take a moment and pause to look?  What if on that same street corner, you saw Jay Leno doing stand-up comedy.  Would you stop to listen in… if even for a moment.

Are you the kind of person who would “stop and smell the roses?”

Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, approx. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

After 3 minutes, a middle-aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace, stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. Several other children repeated this action. Every parent, without exception, forced his or her children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:
The musician played continuously.  Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money, but continued to walk at their normal pace.  The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

Findings:
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

Joshua Bell playing incognito in the Metro Station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and people’s priorities. The questions raised: “In a common place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?”

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:  If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…. How many other things are we missing?

Full Story here

The story above is true…   In many ways I wish it wasn’t.  But it belies that state of the human condition as a lifestyle…  and in that, we should be ashamed.

In our travels, we have seen many people who rush from one place to another never stopping to take in the sights and sounds around them.  I pray that I never become one of those people.

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It’s why I ride a motorcycle with the people in my club.

Until next time…

Uncle Mark

post What was the name of Andy Warhol’s first film?

October 21st, 2009

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 11:27 am

It was called “Sleep“. It was a six hour movie of a man sleeping. Most of his movies were just like “Sleep” in that they were pointless, plot-less, boring and long.

Has the Reality T.V. thing become a panacea for stupid people?

OK… too big of a question without some preamble to share with all of you why I asked it in the first place.

Let’s see… How many Reality T.V. shows are we talking about here?

The Biggest Loser
The Bachelor
Gladiator
Jon & Kate Plus 8
Dancing with the Stars
Wife Swap
Losing It With Jillian
Big Brother
Tough Love
The Real Housewives
The Amazing Race
American Idol
Top Model
Survivor: Samoa

crapola…

These are some of the ones I can think of…   the rest of the list goes on and on…

It used to be that T.V. was larger than life. It was something you watched and the people on the T.V. were someone you tried to aspire to. Today, any crackpot with an idea, like sending up a balloon, crying like a baby about it and parading your barfy kid in front of the morning news would be in line for a reality T.V. show. Don’t tell me that there isn’t some producer salivating like a hungry dog about putting this train wreck on T.V. knowing full well that some 35 percent of the viewing population will tune in just to see what kind of idiotic exploits the Henne’s are up to.

Don’t believe me? We are still waiting and watching for the new reality T.V. show of “Jon and Kate: WWF”. Let’s those idiot people duke it out live in front of a National T.V. audience.

Maybe that was Bernie Madoff’s idea. He wasn’t really stealing anyones money. He was just prepping for his reality T.V. stint; “The I Take U Money Reality Show”.

You don’t think that Chesley Sullenberger’s parking of an A320 in the Hudson was a cry for having an “I survived an animal disaster with 137 of my now closest friends” subplot do you? Naaahhh….

I do however, absolutely believe that these recent terrorist arrests are the precursor for ABC/CBS offering up a “Get that Osama Bastard Race” where normal people riding bicycles and toting bazooka’s find someone that the U.S. couldn’t find in a Spiral Cut Ham store.

Come to think of it, the idea of a Kanye West/Taylor Swift tussle at the VMA awards might set up a “Upstage someone else by being an complete idiot” reality extravaganza. Hell, you really don’t have to go very far to find anyone that could be a part of that one. Just review some of the recent Darwin Awards.

Here’s a good one; “Road Rage Reality T.V.”. Each week we try and find the biggest road rager and travel with him/her to and from work. You get extra points for firing a weapon out the window of the moving car.

“The Real Housewives”? Puhleeze… How about “The Real Sunday Husbands” show. That is a rating bonanza right there.

One last one; “Survivor: Recession/Unemployment/Over Taxed Show”?

So now I have to ask a question. Has the Reality T.V. thing become a panacea for stupid people?

Maybe the statement by Andy Warhol in 1968 that “In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes.” will come true. Only it will be more like “In the future, everyone will have their own reality T.V. show”.

God forbid…

Until next time…

post Which soft drink ad boasted, “Never had it, and never will”?

October 7th, 2009

Filed under: Uncle Mark sez... — UncleMark @ 10:10 am

The old 7-UP ads were referring to caffeine when they said it “never had it, never will.” I remember these ads from the 80’s, with a large, bald black man from the islands who would laugh jovially and talk about the “un-cola.”

In my normal day of finding neat things on the Internet, I came across this news story in a small Minnesota newspaper.  I’d like to share it with you…

It seems there were these two kids in the fourth grade out playing on the playground.  Innocent enough… but then, as kids often do, an argument broke out about some finer point of hopscotch or tether-ball… something…   As happens often, name calling ensued.  The final verbal assault was when one kid told the other kid, “Yeah, well you have erectile dysfunction…”.

This apparently got back to the parents of the little boy who was handed the insult.  As with all folks who have a small amount of sunshine throughout the year, they took exception and are now suing the parents of the boy who issued the statement and the school system for not protecting their child from the sexual epithet that was issued.

Not too long ago, there was a story in the local paper about the parents of a little 6 year old girl asking, ”Daddy, have you ever had an erection lasting four hours?”.

If one is going to start using the boob tube to take the temperature of today’s family life, we all need to start taking Cialis with a side trip to Viagra.  The number of days we should spend at the local Indian Casino’s should be in double digits and Furlough Friday employees get free $50 additional slot play on Friday’s.  We don’t buy enough pizza, hamburgers, fried chicken or [insert T.V. commercial food item here...].

Personally, I am getting sick and tired of the crap in commercials.  I am getting irritated with where these idjiot marketing dim wits place this stuff.  For example; a Sponge Bob Square Pants cartoon…  and right in the middle of it, a pair of soaking tubs on a beach or lake, two people holding hands and the announcer saying “Don’t take Cialis is you have a history of heart disease…”.  So I guess that all of the erectile dysfunctional folks watch Sponge Bob.  I guess advertisers think that you might as well since you can’t do anything else.

At some point, someone is going to speak up and make a big stink.  I have and will continue to do so. If I can find a lawyer that would love to take on the crap affecting families in commercials pro-bono, I am there.  Right this moment, it’s a write in campaign.  Once a week, it’s all I ask.  Write the local stations and complain about the nature of the crap you are subjected to on the commercials.  It doesn’t have to be about a medical product or pill.  Heck, I just wrote one complaining about the “no neck” jerk in the cardigan that whispers to pizza.  What an pile of smoking horse dung.

Oh, and that fiber enriched crap they are trying to push on these old ladies in the supermarket isle…  and cars, oh my gawd, we are not buying enough cars.  WHO THE HELL CAN AFFORD A CAR IN TODAYS MARKET.  AND THOSE WANNA BE ROCKERS TOUTING THE FREE CREDIT REPORT…   THEY SHOULD BE HAULED OFF AND FLOGGED.  DO CAVEMEN REALLY RIDE RICE ROCKETS AND GO BOWLING ON FRIDAY NIGHTS? TELL ME WHERE IT SAYS THAT A BANK CAN DESTROY A NICE ROCK AND ROLL TUNE WHILE YOU WATCH FLOATING WHALES AND CRASHING WAVES?  KNOCK THAT STUFF OFF PLEASE. AND IF THAT DIRT BAG SELLING HANDY CHOPPERS OR SHAMMY RAGS EVER GRACES MY T. V. AGAIN, I WILL GO BALLISTIC…

AAAAHHHHHHHHH!

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I’m much better now…   Asinine commercials don’t seem to bother me much anymore.  I pulled an Elvis and shot my T. V.  Things are so much nicer when you don’t have some jackass haranguing you about stuff you really don’t want to know about, care about or give a rat’s butt about.

I imagine that some families could do with a good old fashioned dose of “no T. V. night” and a decaffeinated soft drink.  Wouldn’t you agree?

Until next week…

ruldrurd
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