It's now Saturday. Yesterday was Friday, as per the usual course of things. On Friday, I was expecting to stay at home and do some recording, after work that is. But my plans were changed at the last minute for the better, so I ended up going out with Amelia. We were going to go to this place called the Cellar, which is a jazz club here in Vancouver. Unbeknownst to us there is more than one "Cellar" in this city. There's a place downtown called the Cellar, which turned out to be a dance club. (after some investigation) The place we wanted to go was all the way out by Broadway and Dunbar. And since we were taking the bus, it would have taken us about an hour to get there. Deciding it was not worth the trip this time, and that seeing as the club hadn't called me back to confirm reservations, we went out for Chinese food to this little place on West 4th Ave. The owner/server dude was really quite friendly and I got to listen to him and Amelia chat in Manderin. It was very cool. Then, walking up a block or two to 5th Avenue Cinema, we had the pleasure of experiencing Michael Moore's film called, Fahrenheit 9/11. I would recommend that every person see this film. It was amazing. Definitely worth the $12. And I'll buy the DVD when it comes out. He did such a wonderful job of explaining what really happened during the invasion of Iraq, specifically pointing out the corrupt nature of the Bush administration. It was funny, informative, sad, and overall a bit frustrating that this was not a work of fiction, but the truth. And when I say frustrating, I don't mean in a bad way necessarily, but in a way that you'll want to do something about it. In a way that opens your mind to what's really going on in this world, and the forces and motivations that drive it. Let me tell you, I'm not overly impressed (with the world, that is). There are so many good things about it, but we have oh so very far to go. Anybody up for starting a commune with me? We could buy a bit of land somewhere in the Prairies, and sustain ourselves, and have a gay old time. Just like the Flintstones. Except they weren't really a commune. Although Barney was over at Fred's a lot. We could be like the Hutterites. Except we wouldn't have to wear those black uniforms. We'd make colorful uniforms to wear. Out of velvet. And suede. I think it could be a good time.
posted by matty at 11:03 a.m.
In regards to the movie, please do your due diligence, if you believe this movie to be factual, your naive to the reasons it was produced.
http://www.davekopel.com/Terror/Fiftysix-Deceits-in-Fahrenheit-911.htm
http://slate.msn.com/id/2102723
3:22 p.m.
If you're going to start a debate, at least introduce yourself. Also, if you're going to make arguments against my opinion and expect me to respect them, wouldn't it be prudent to establish yourself as an intelligent opponent? Spelling errors do not help your situation. If you're trying to say "you are", it's "you're", not "your".
8:57 p.m.
Oops, can't handle spelling errors either. However, it was just my observation that if you were going to recommend the movie to everyone, it's only prudent that you truly know the facts. Michael Moore's movie is about as close to the truth as Clinton's "I didn't have sexual relations statement". Character is everything, neither of which have one ounce.
Just a Shepherd trying to herd his sheep.
2:01 a.m.
Well we may just have to disagree on this topic. I happen to believe that a lot of the movie was true. In fact, I was listening to the radio today and they were airing speeches from the Take Back America conference in Washington, DC. Apparently there are a lot of other people who disagree with the way the Bush Administration operates. You still haven't introduced yourself. It's only polite. Since we're on the subject, were you for the war in Iraq or against it? And do you actually think George Bush has character? He's not fit to be president; he should be back on his ranch in Texas, where apparently he prefers to be anyway. And who are you comparing to Jesus, yourself, Bush? Please explain; this troubles me.
4:32 a.m.
well said brendor
11:26 p.m.
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