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    Having a Way With Words…


    2008 - 10.16

    The people at the Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network (GLSEN) have finally taken to the airwaves in an effort to curb one of my biggest pet peeves: human stupidity with language.

    Their newest campaign, Think Before You Speak, targets the overuse (especially among teenagers) of the phrase “that’s so gay” when commenting on stupid or funny things. Personally, I have heard it a lot and most of the time, it has irritated me to say the least. Can’t people be a little more original and less stupid?

    Here’s one of their ads, featuring Wanda Sykes:

    Could It Be… Satan??


    2008 - 09.19

    As if Iran didn’t have its share of problems already, the country if facing a greater threat than the Taliban: Satan worshipers.

    According to Iranian police, dozens of satanic cults have infiltrated the country and are running amok. Books about satanism are available in the country, and the press claims they are attempting to turn people against Islamic faith.

    Here’s what AsiaOne News had to say in their report:

    Such groups commonly “deviate from conventional religions, make false promises, sexually exploit” and “are tasked with (promoting) Islamophobia,” [deputy police chief Hossein] Zolfaghari said.

    “Satan-worshippers wear broken-cross and skeleton necklaces and rings, drink alcohol and dance in their ceremonies. They believe they should defy religions, especially Islam, do as they want and drag the world into anarchy.”

    Zolfaghari said some of these groups sought to “attract young people by playing satanic music during (private) sports activities,” had books in English and “gather in parks to talk about events across the country and Satan.”

    Sounds like the average American teenager to me. And most politicians. Well, perhaps minus the necklaces and music.

    230 people were arrested at an underground rock concert near Tehran after being accused of worshiping Satan and wearing clothing “contrary to Islamic law”.

    All this from the same country that hanged two teenagers for being gay years ago.

    Something smells funny here. And it’s not goat’s blood.

    One Confused Confucian…


    2008 - 08.06

    When you believe yourself to be possessed by a demon, the only viable option apparently is to commit murder.

    Kane Morgan, 18, literally stabbed his father in the back with a samurai sword in Wales. The sword went straight through 42-year-old Michael, who passed away only an hour after the incident. His son pled guilty to manslaughter last week in Cardiff.

    Kane apparently spent a lot of time on the internet researching demonology. His room also was elaborately decorated with sinister “Oriental themes”. Japanese culture is known to be heavily influenced by spirits, ghosts, and even demons.

    What, too old for Pokémon?

    The prosecutor stated that Kane was suffering from “deep delusional views” and the paranoid schizophrenia made it seem that the young boy was “under the thrall of a shade or demon who would tell him what to do”.

    The judge ordered that he be detained at Caswell Clinic in Bridgend, South Wales.

    Ghost Busted…


    2008 - 08.06

    Though much of the hoopla from Blair Witch Project and the Dudleytown legends have died down, people still want to catch a glimpse of the infamous abandoned village.

    Last week, 18-year-old Brandon Pike of Uniontown was pulled over by police while driving in Cornwall, Connecticut in pursuit of the haunted place.

    Unfortunately, police don’t take too kindly to trespassers. Especially when they’re driving aimlessly at 11:37 PM without a license and possessing drug paraphernalia. The standard trespassing ticket alone amounts to $110, yet I doubt Bantam Superior Court would be so lenient.

    The well-known movie helped promote Dudleytown with its mention of the allegedly haunted forest in Maryland, leading to renewed interest in the tales. It was first settled in the 1700s and abandoned in the early 1900s. While most of the area is private property, an official hiking trail does trek through part of the old town.

    Whether hiking or ghost hunting, it does help if you’re not stoned…

    Red Barn Films supposedly is releasing a movie based on the tales called Dudleytown Curse – the 49th key, but this project too seems to have vanished into thin air…

    Plots for Potheads…


    2008 - 05.14

    Three teenagers in Texas were in desperate need of a marijuana fix. Since they didn’t happen to have a bong handy, they decided to improvise.

    Allegedly, the druggie trio sneaked into an abandoned cemetery in the woods near Humble over a two-day period, dug up the grave of an 11-year-old boy who passed away in 1921, removed the skull from the interred body, and carried the head home to smoke marijuana out of the cranium.

    Police were questioning Kevin Wade Jones Jr., 17, on a charge of vehicular burglary when he recounted the tale. The police thought it was merely an attempt to throw them off course.

    When they went to the home of Matthew Gonzalez, 17, and asked him about the story, he spit his food out at the dining table.

    Police have charged them all with abuse of a corpse. Gonzalez was also charged with misdemeanor theft for the vehicle break-in while Jones and the unnamed third juvenile each face charges of credit card abuse.

    And the skull? It’s still missing. Authorities are still attempting to locate it in an effort to place it back in the grave.

    The cemetery is believed to have been the final resting place for black war veterans and their families.

    The (After)Life of the Party…


    2008 - 04.27

    Another long weekend draws to a close.

    Yesterday was the party at Chris’ house. As we relaxed with some Heineken, the guests slowly arrived. Pizza, cookies, and snack food were devoured. Games were played. Laughter and good humor were openly shared. And there was cake too!

    Apparently, a few people felt that my isolated mood was brought on by my quiet birthday. Though I did enjoy the company of Evelyn and Bill tremendously, I would have liked seeing everyone else. Still, I knew that nothing ever works out to plan. Though the frozen ice cream cake definitely did life my spirits… I won’t lie! Even after 10 days of being 29, I didn’t mind the remembrance. A few issues and thoughts were hammered out and cleared up, making the mood far brighter than it has been in a while. Seeing many faces of the paranormal group definitely helps boost the camaraderie.

    After a late night and a miscalculation in temperature which brought me inside around 4:00 AM (note to self: sleeping on a screened porch isn’t wise this early in Ohio), we awoke very early for a comatose breakfast. We all went home to prepare for the other party. I showered, baked oatmeal cookies, and brewed some iced tea before joining Evelyn, her husband, and her son to a friend’s house for her son’s birthday.

    I’ll admit, he is full of energy! And he also seems to know how to push buttons very well, but I thought he was a nice boy. Perhaps a little eager for attention, but deep down a good seed. We dined on more pizza and snacks before heading out for some mock battles with padded “swords” (I only watched… especially seeing how forceful her son was!). We made it back for more ice cream cake (chocolate this time) and chatted for a while before we had to leave. Some people had prior plans and many of us were exhausted from the whirlwind of a weekend. I must remember to tell Ben there’s no need to be so formal. After 5 years or so, I think we’re past handshakes. I’ll get a hug some time!

    I’m in a chipper mood, though feeling a tad bit old from the fifteenth birthday party. Now more than ever, I’m noticing a bit more of the generation gap. Though I don’t feel “old”, I know I’m not young anymore! Just realizing that many celebrities I recall are lost on teenagers now makes my age show a little more. Then again, I was familiar with comedians, actors and singers from many generations before my own, so I feel ten times older then the average 29-year-old!

    Tonight is an early night for me. I’ll get a few things finished and get to sleep well before midnight. Another sign of old age: not being able to stay up late.

    Yes, it won’t be long now before I’m sitting on that rocking chair on a porch, yelling at the neighborhood ankle-biters for playing on the grass.

    Senility, here I come!

    Jeepers Creepers, Where’d You Get Those Peepers?


    2008 - 03.25

    Over the past decade or more, stories of particularly strange encounters with not-quite-human people have been whispered around the globe.

    The storytellers are very diverse: a bank executive in Sydney, Australia elevator; a couple at a rest area in Michigan; a Portland, Oregon apartment manager; an anonymous Starbucks customer in an undisclosed location; and most-surprisingly a newspaper reporter in Abilene, Texas.

    To the casual observer, the individuals they met or saw wouldn’t seem very unusual. Though upon closer inspection, they all had one very odd thing in common: their eyes. They were pure blackness, lacking a pupil or iris.

    Websites often refer to these people as BEKs (short for “black eyed kids“). Generally, they are children, between 10 and 18, and are entreating entrance. Be it a ride in a car or coming inside a home or apartment to borrow the phone, they generally grow impatient if denied. Witnesses have noticed a strange, uncomfortable feeling around them… even compulsion, as if under hypnosis.

    But who are they? Several theories exist, from the mundane “people wearing black contact lenses” to the obscure, more paranormal “alien hybrids”, “demons”, and “vampires”. The fact that they cannot enter a vehicle or dwelling without the owner’s permission lends credence to the similarities with vampire legends. Whatever they are, the people who have reported the encounters have been terrified and shaken by their experiences.

    Are they real? Many people say that it’s simply an urban legend. Indeed, there is no evidence backing up these stories, which makes them difficult to prove. They were all chance encounters, usually without other people present. No photographs were taken. No traces were left behind.

    The most credible encounter was that of Brian Bethel, a newspaper reporter who encountered two strange children outside a movie theater in Texas. his 1998 tale has been the cause of much speculation… and even controversy. Some allege that the tale is fiction, while Bethel still stands by his story. And yes, he’s even on Blogger.

    The only real way to know for sure is to experience one first-hand. After all, seeing is believing…

    Grounded for Life…


    2008 - 03.20

    New York has more than its share of strange people. But not all of them are intentionally weird.

    A 12-year-old boy from Pulaski has been causing problems at Lura Sharp Elementary School. Whenever he would work at a computer, it would freeze and crash. An awards show was nearly canceled when the slide projector near him malfunctioned. Once he was moved away from the hard drive, things went smoothly.

    Is he a troublemaker with a eye for technology? not at all. Somehow, he effects electronic devices in his general vicinity. The trouble isn’t limited to school, either. At home, his Xbox 360 would freeze up every time he tried to play it.

    School officials gave Joseph Falciatano, a.k.a. “Magneto Boy”, a special wristband to wear, grounding him and any possible electrical field, and have had no further problems. An expert in static electricity was called in and has yet to discover the cause of these unusual problems.

    Woe is Emo…


    2008 - 03.16

    Like many people, I am guilty of feeling depressed occasionally. Sometimes, little things bother or upset me more than I should allow them. I spent a lot of my youth feeling “out of place” and not quite “fitting in” with the crowd. Not to any extreme, of course.

    Back then, we had a niche of people nicknamed “the Goths”. You know who I’m talking about: the kids who wore all black, eyeliner, and black nail polish… sometimes black hair with coloured streaks. They always spoke of gloom and doom… or death, suicide, and Edgar Allen Poe… and wrote their own morbid poetry by candlelight.

    They have been replaced in the past decade (I still can’t quite figure out exactly when) by the new wave of tragic teens: the emo kids. I know, I know… “emo isn’t a style or culture, it’s a type of music”, blah, blah, blah…

    Then why do they all look alike??

    The same long hair brushed to the side over the face (presumably to hide tears). The same tight shirts advertising bands and other things. The same tight womens jeans giving the illusion that they have no calf muscles. The same bag over the shoulder to carry poetry and such. The same lip, nose and/or eyebrow piercing.

    And the same messages: Nobody understands me. The world is a cruel, unfair place.

    And they’re generally in their early-to-mid teens… interesting time to be so wise as to the ways of the world.

    Almost everyone spends their teenage years confused, worrying, and feeling outside of society somehow. You can’t vote, drink, smoke, have sex, etc. legally. You’re trying to find your own identity.

    Honestly, it’s not worth getting upset over.

    Most people who were goths or emo kids outgrow it eventually and realize that there life hadn’t even begun at that age. There is no reason to hate the world until you at least become an actual, productive member of society at large. When you’re 15 and flipping burgers on the weekend to buy the latest video game or CD, you really don’t have the full grasp of the world and the struggles inside it quite yet. But teenagers always have a habit of believing they are wiser than the previous generation. More enlightened. More advanced. It’s not just the teenagers, either. Every society thinks they’re better, smarter, and more savvy than the one before them.

    Now I have nothing against all people “emo” or any other click they want to form themselves into. Whatever you call it, it’s unoriginal. It has been done before… and probably better. I don’t mind people with long hair, tattoos, piercings, etc. Do whatever you care to do with your own body. But do it because you want to do it, not to act like cattle following others around you and claiming to be “unique”. And don’t complain about the world until you’ve tried to actively change it for the better. The world is whatever you make of it. If you only see the gloom and doom, you’ll miss all the wonderful parts.

    Just don’t expect the older generation to give you sympathy. If you whine about your cruel life to a single mother with two jobs barely keeping clothes on her back, you’re bound to get something other than a pat on the back…