These people are meshugenah!

Zara Apologises For Selling Striped “Star Of David” Children’s T-Shirt

The clothing retailer apologises for a design that looks like the uniform Jews were forced to wear during the Holocaust.

  BuzzFeed; Aug. 27, 2014

“Zara said the garment, advertised online as a striped ‘sheriff’ T-shirt, was inspired by ‘the sheriff’s stars from the Classic Western films.’

“‘We honestly apologize,’ Zara said on Twitter in response to numerous outraged tweets…”

Earlier today, negative comments began to build on social media regarding this T-shirt design.

 
I understand that everyone makes mistakes.  I’ve made perhaps one or two comments, decisions, or jokes that may have offended or pissed off people.
But there was also this:

Just a play on words – or racially offensive? Zara comes under fire for selling ‘white is the new black’ T-shirt

By Margot Peppers for MailOnline;14 August 2014

Not so clever lay on words: Zara has come under fire for this T-shirt, which some have interpreted as 'racist'

 

And this:

Zara bosses forced to withdraw ‘Swastika’ handbags from shelves

Mail Online;   18 September 2007

“A bag embroidered with Nazi-style swastikas was withdrawn by fashion store Zara today after a rush of complaints..”

The Zara handbag - Photo: Kent News

 Photo: Kent News

Friedrich Nietzsche, who died in 1900, is credited by some with being a prophet of the 20th century.  Many of his ideas are (somewhat unfairly) regarded as anti-Semitic.  Regardless of intent, he was surely an inspiration for Hitler’s ideas.  In his Thus Spoke Zarathustra, for example, he talks about the concept of slave morality that was essential to his thought.  Elsewhere, he identifies Judaic thought as a major culprit in its detrimental development.

In the face of all this unwelcome publicity, a Zara spokesman had this to say in an interview with Arianna Huffington:

“We erred big time, and to ensure that there are no prejudiced employees or misconstrued actions, our final solution will be a mandatory sensitivity training course for all employees.  Yeah, they’ll have to put with all that faggy bullshit that’s bound to go on, but that shows how serious we take this.  Why are you looking at me funny?  Because I said ‘faggy’?  Oh, Jesus Christ.  Like fags pay any attention to fashion news.”

Old Friends

I’ve written on this blog before about my buddy Mike, my older buddy who got booted from the Marines for selling pot on base. Here’s part of our conversation from this morning:

“You’re never gonna’ make that one, son.”

I am not good at real basketball, but I love trying to make shots of litter into the trashcan. The trickier and more difficult the attempt, the better. I have come up with some good ones.

“Oh yeah? I’ll take it up a notch.”

I made a behind-the-back attempt from a ridiculous distance. The empty plastic jar of instant coffee was off by five feet.

“Nice try,” commented another down-and-outer who fritters away his mornings in the federal plaza. He laughed when I said that my specialty was empty vodka bottles.

“Good,” Mike joked as I returned to our bench, “now that you’re out of coffee maybe you’ll chill the fuck out!”

Like all my friends, Mike hates to see me wasted. But I also bug him out when I’ve got too much coffee in me.

“Actually, the term of my generation, or Generation Y or some shit, is ‘Chillax’.”

“‘Chillax?’ As in, ‘Take a break from chopping wood’?”

“Nice try, but it’s a combination of ‘Chill out’ and ‘Relax.’ Because, you know, they save two syllables with that neologism.”

“And then you go and waste ’em right back with whatever that last word was.”

“Yeah, but these stupid kids only use words that can be texted.”

“No fucking shit. They do that shit more than they actually talk. I was at my ex’s last month, and she’s on the front porch, texting my son who’s in his old room. I’m like, ‘Why don’t you actually walk to his room’?!”

“Are they fat? Or scrawny fucks like you?”

“They’re in shape, you know. It’s just a stupid thing.”

“Speaking of stupid things, I had lunch with that lady yesterday. She’s straight-laced herself, but her daughter is 21 and already an alcoholic. I don’t know if she really is or if it’s just the normal drinking of someone that age.”

“Could be either.”

“That’s basically what I said. But–you’ll love this–she said that she was doing fine until she went to that Otakon shit.”

Otakon is one of three or four conventions that entail that Baltimore has several Halloweens each year. People dress up like anime characters and you’ll see people dressed up like the characters throughout downtown. Everyone else laughs at them.

“Fuck, if my kid was into that shit, I’d become an alcoholic myself.”

He instantly laughed when he realized what he’d said, since we’re both drunks.

“I know you say you’re from a redneck area of Bawmore, but I’m from the edge of Pennsyltucky. And my dad was from pure redneck stock. But when I went through my freaky, skate fag stage, he had no problem with that. When I wore shit like a pink sock and a yellow sock to school, my refined mom worried that I was gay.”

“One of my boys went through a Grunge thing, with like black nail polish and a little light make-up. I was cool with that.”

“I could see you taking him aside and saying, ‘Son, I don’t care if you’re gay or what, but stay the fuck away from that goddamn Otakon shit. And if you look for more than two seconds at a My Little Pony horse [a Bronycon reference], I’ll fucking kill you’.”

“‘Here’s a bottle of Jack. Take that costume off and drink it. Want me to get you some coke’?”

“‘How about some whores, son?’ You’d get a call at four in the morning: ‘Mr. Lykens, we’ve got your son down here at Central Booking.’ ‘What’d he do?’ ‘Sir, he attacked an officer so we had to kick his ass.’ ‘Did he have a costume on? Did he really assault them or did he use a toy sword?’ ‘He just kept yelling, “Fuck you all”!'”

“That’s my boy!”

Nyet!

Swearing off bad language: Russia bans cussing in films, books, music

By Laura Smith-Spark, CNN; May 7, 2014
 
Taping of MTV’s Real World:  Moscow had to be scrapped within five minutes based on this conversation between Kaitlyn and Codi:
“Can you believe they sent us to fucking Russia?  I hate that asshole Gorbachev with the funny thing on his head.”
“OMG, I literally died when I heard about this bullshit.”
“We need to get some more fucking vodka because I can’t deal with this shit.”
“I mean, like, I did see the Rocky movie where he kills the Russian boxer, so I kind of know a little about this place.  Oh, and I read parts of War and Punishment in Honors World Lit.  It was, like, so out there.”
 
When Sarah Palin learned of the aborted project, she said she could see it coming from her house.

George W. Bush said, “These kids just has to, they got to tough it out like I did during the Vietnam War, the Vietnam Conflict, where I didn’t, didn’t use any family connecting to keep me out of harm’s way. Heh-heh.”

Obamas want daughters to get taste of life on minimum wage

By Roberta Rampton; Reuters;

WASHINGTON, June 20 (Reuters) – “President Barack Obama and wife Michelle both worked minimum-wage jobs before they got law degrees: a character-building experience they said they also want their teenage daughters to share…”

They will be like virtually every other American youngster, knowing that they have to go home at the end of the night.  They will be treated like any other McWorker on the job, just trying to keep the family afloat.  What boss would give them preferential treatment? 

One Participant Who Let the Word “Fabulous” Escape His Lips Was Immediately Stoned to Death

March for Marriage: Proclaiming God’s law and the Bible, thousands march in Washington to reclaim traditional marriage

By Ivey DeJesus | pennlive.com; 6.19.2014

“Proponents of traditional marriage on Thursday took their message to Washington to urge lawmakers and judges to defend what they said is a God-ordained institution…”

Thank God my fellow straights are finally sticking up for our rights!  I, for one, am sick of having to have sex with gay men in the name of political correctness.  I’ve even been forced to marry a few!

Text Sects

Cross latest attempt at stealth cellphone towers

Iowa cross latest attempt at stealth cellphone towers as industry tries to disguise growth

By Barbara Rodriguez, Associated Press 6.13.2014

 
 

In this June 10, 2014 photo a cellphone tower inside the bell tower, rear right, is seen over the Resurrection Lutheran Church in Ankeny, Iowa. As wireless companies fill gaps in their networks, many have sought to camouflage the ungainly outdoor equipment that carries the nation’s daily diet of calls, text messages and data. (AP Photo/Charlie Neibergall)

DES MOINES, Iowa (AP) — “One might be hidden in a cross on a church lawn. Others are disguised as a cactus in the desert, a silo in farm country or a palm tree reaching into a sunny sky.

“Whatever the deception, the goal is the same: concealing the tall, slender cellphone towers that most Americans need but few want to see erected in their neighborhoods…”
 
I think the cross is the most apt camouflaging technique, since so many people obsess over their cell phones to a near-idolatrous degree.
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PDAs to Enable PDAs

The ghostwriters of online dating: A Q&A with the man who created Personal Dating Assistant

By Caitlin Dewey   April 30, 2014;  The Washington Post

“Online dating is the new normal that — somehow! — no one seems able to figure out. There are entire books dedicated to it. Blogs. Classes, even. Now, in what may mark either the high or low point for the Internet as a communications medium, a company called Personal Dating Assistants is offering not only to tell you how to online date, but to do it for you — for a price, of course…”
 
What does this more closely evoke:  the romance of Cyrano de Bergerac; the zany smitten behavior of the stalkers in There’s Something About Mary; or an e-pimp?
 
I’d imagine it’s embarrassing for couples to tell others that they met through a dating website.  But it couldn’t be as awkward as the following admission.  “Oh, and here’s the best part:  I had to pay someone to help me!  I have absolutely no social skills!  My EQ is so low, I can’t tell if you’re laughing or crying right now.  A seizure, perhaps?”

American Religion

Sudden death in North Carolina race likely clears way for Clay Aiken

By Michael A. Memoli; Los Angeles Times; May 12, 2014

“The Democratic candidate who was narrowly trailing Clay Aiken in a North Carolina congressional primary election died Monday, a day before election officials were to determine whether a runoff election was required…” 

I’ve thought all along that Clay was in over his head, mistakenly conflating his celebrity with politics and civic service.  American Idols are chosen based on the fickle whims of TV viewers (who bother to vote), based more on contestants’ superficial qualities like appearance and charm than actual merits.  En route, they are at the mercy of people like this:

Those who are successful will never really be in charge of their careers,but will forever be beholden to businessmen who manage their lives.  Since their success will be determined by future sales, the vacuous showmanship and popularity contest will never end.  Nothing could be further from the reality of elected office.  And the mysterious death of a political rival at a time that benefits him?  That may happen in Hollywood, but never in politics.

Whose Krazy Now?

Is Social Media Dependence A Mental Health Issue?

Huffposted: 05/07/2014; Emma Stein
“…Today, social media is praised as a sought-after career skill by plenty of employers, but what if it’s harming the younger generations who can’t even fathom a life without profile pictures and follower counts?”
and
Should DSM-V Designate “Internet Addiction” a Mental Disorder?
Psychiatry MMC (Edgmont). Feb 2009; 6(2): 31–37. Ronald Pies, MDcorresponding author
“There is considerable controversy with respect to so-called internet addiction and whether it ought to be reified as a diagnosis in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition…”
 
I intend to soon post a 20,000 word manifesto on this blog relating to this topic.  I will email it to everyone whose address I know, put it on my Facebook site, reduce it to Tweet-able size, and will express it in dance form (different versions for YouTube and Vine).   Mastering one pose that says it all for Instagram will be tricky, though.
 
I hope you Like it.  Because I love each and every one of you.  Especially the voices in my head.