Aesthetics

First ever "Things I frigging hate"

I cannot tell you how much Gene Simmon's hair vexes me. It just looks all sorts of wrong. I mean, what is it supposed to be doing? It's kind of helmetish, like it just sits there. It's too frizzy but it ain't quite.

Dude should just get those nappies relaxed or something. It looks like a bird's nest. Or am I supposed to read that situation happening in the front of his skull as plugs gone rogue? Somebody needs to help me here because my eyes are a-bleeding.

And don't even get me started with how awkward is just his whole face and skin. I mean, he's never "read" to me as being "white". His looks confuse me. I expect him to break out on a hard rock rendition of "Am black and proud". 

There's got to be some mandingo love hiding in the background of this guy's family tree and I don't care how white you say his hassidim family is. The hair will set the truth free my friend and that is as nappy a hair as the one covering my negritude.


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Fighting for our right to inquiry, creativity and dissent


I don't care how much of star journalist is Scott Hansell (whom I've met before when he has covered Net Art events here in New York City). Scott ought to know better than to publish something like this :

The A.P.’s effort to impose some guidelines on the free-wheeling blogosphere, where extensive quoting and even copying of entire news articles is common, may offer a prominent definition of the important but vague doctrine of “fair use,” which holds that copyright owners cannot ban others from using small bits of their works under some circumstances. For example, a book reviewer is allowed to quote passages from the work without permission from the publisher.

I think this is part of the reason why he never seemed to get Net Art : He really doesn't understand that quoting, re-mixing and mashups are intrinsic to the vernacular of the digital age. That quoting is an essential part of showing "the real deal", of presenting things unadulterated and unfiltered so that when a blogger or an net.artist creates their own interpretation of that source, it allows for the readers, commenter and art audience to parse the quote from the interpretation and, in their own way, to render their judgement and interpretation.

Having a piece of the original is absolutely imperative in the age of reproduction. In the blogosphere for some, quoting is the version of a courtroom's witness box. Nobody was better at that than Steve Gilliard. Steve would present, if possible, the entire article before proceeding to fisk the writer's thesis and shred their logic to pieces. Yet the quote and link back to the source without alteration allowed for Steve's readers to have access the source's words right there and at that moment, giving them the opportunity to render as fair a judgement as possible.

The other way of quoting is more akin to cooking.


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Silvio Rodriguez and the Latin American revolutions in poetic language

It's "Hispanic Heritage Month", a 31-day long pseudocelebration which, along with Black History month, makes a mockery of anything on US soil that is not Anglophilic.

I loathe the term 'hispanic' so much that I am willing to bring to you 31 reasons why Latin American culture is not mired in 'Hispanic' colonialist nostalgia; and what better way to start that than with a little taste of Nueva Trova.

One of the most outrageous pieces of misinformation spread about Fidel Castro is that he somehow has ruled in a complete political vaccum. Americans love to infantilize anybody they deem lesser (ie: a minority) to their cause and since 1959 they've spent a remarkable amount of ink describing Cubans as a country of cowering, uneducated twits who have been easily manipulated by "The Bearded Demon".

Cuban society and culture is much more complex than that and nobody embodies this distinction so well as Silvio Rodriguez.


Silvio is considered one of the pioneers of the Movimiento de Nueva Trova, the Cuban equivalent of the Nueva Canción movement that was sweeping Latin America back in the 1970s and 80s.


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John Edwards likes his hair to be pretty



John Edwards lost in a haze of hair spray? This is so wrong on so many levels.

I have not seen this amount of hair spray used on anybody anywhere west of Long Island. I love his dedication and commitment to his bangs ... Laughing out loud

Hat tip to TechPresident.

Enjoy.


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