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01 September 2009 @ 06:12 pm
In the movie, The Matrix, the hero was plugged into a machine that let him live out his own personal fantasy while it fed off his energy. The machine had many workers, smaller machines that worked for the same goal. Drugs kept the living asleep and programs that could influence minds and change hearts kept them numb and content, living a completely fabricated reality. No part of the machine was alive or human.


There were some who had been freed who wanted to return to the numb of fantasy, but most who had awakened to the reality of the machine sought freedom from it and freedom for the masses still stuck inside of it. Attacks by these former sleepers were bothersome but made hardly a dent in the operation of the machine. It wasn't until the hero, Neo, made the choice to wake up that the machine was in trouble.

The machine was not ready to deal with an individual.

The real world has a similar machine. Some people call it politics, some name it the adversary, but all of us feel it there.

It wants to feed off of you, keep you living in fantasy and numb with contentment. You stop thinking about being an 'individual.' It teaches you that there is power in numbers, that you are a Democrat or you are a Republican, you are liberal or conservative, you follow this leader or that one. The machine fears dealing with you one on one.

Influencing religion, the machine encourages you to stand behind a cross, a symbol, a preacher, one specific belief, and not beside it. Be content as one of the masses in the mass. It doesn't ask you what *you* should do, but what would Jesus do? What catch phrase would Jesus quote to himself for personal motivation or were his actions motivated by a constant need for growth? Was he 'content' to be just a carpenter from Nazareth without sin?

We see the presence of the machine in politics and big business where it is more fluid. We know that money, power and influence are the drug of choice among the elite in D.C. and Hollywood.

The machine knows this too, and has you pick a star to follow. Get behind this 'maverick' or get behind 'so and so's cause.' It wants you to be a follower, not a leader. There can't be too many leaders, it would convince you, only because leaders are individuals. The lullaby it sings to you is a list of don'ts: Don't question God. Don't question your religion. Don't question your party. Don't question your community organizer. Be content. Stay asleep.

It deals with individuals the only way it can. If you question its program, try to wake people up to its purpose, you are a racist, nazi, fascist, hatemonger, liberal, conservative, fag, homophobe, zealot... Putting you back into a group. The machine doesn't really care which group you are in, left or right, right or wrong, so long as it doesn't have to deal with you one on one.

It is not programmed to deal one on one. It knows the strength and power of one and does all it can to convince you that you are part of a collective. It even placates us with warm ideas to dispel the loneliness of individuality like: "we are the world," "one world government." It is so much easier to deal with you that way. It can keep you numb if you believe that you are one person in a world of billions. You have no real power in a government so vast, just stand behind your leader.

What it fears most is the power one person has on another. The machine doesn't want you to wake up your neighbor. It doesn't even want you to KNOW your neighbor.

Jaycee Lee Dugard was kidnapped by Phillip Garrido when she was eleven and kept in his back yard for a decade. When his crimes were finally discovered, his neighbors were 'outraged' that the 'system' didn't do more to keep an eye on him--even knowing they had a sex offender in the neighborhood. This is where the machine had led them. They had been asleep for a decade, while the kidnapper stole Jaycee's life.

"Am I my brother's keeper?" Cain asked God after he had murdered his brother. In this same way, neighbors have given up their responsibility to themselves, their neighbors, their community and their city, and given it over to 'the system.'

In The Matrix, Neo is given a choice: Take the red pill and be shown how the machine works or take the blue pill and stay content to feed it.

Take the red pill America. It's time to see the machine, wake up, become an individual and destroy its power.
 
 

A comparison showing Mannie Garcia’s photograph of Obama next to Shepard Fairey’s ‘Progress’ and ‘Hope’ posters. The portrait of Obama by Shepard Fairey is a stencil portrait. Fairey created a stencil over a scanned and enlarged version of the photograph that was slightly tilted according to various articles. Fairey and a gallery that represents him has stated that he did in fact use the Garcia photograph as the base image for his Obama posters according to news articles. The Assosicated Press claims to own the copyright to Garcia's photograph and  desire compensation from Shepard Fairey. Fairey's lawyer states that Fairey did nothing wrong and that is use of the image falls under fair use. Do you think his use of the image falls under fair use? Since the photograph itself is not widely known some lawyers have suggested that Fairey's use does not fall under fair use. In order for it to be fair use there must be a dialogue between the old work and the new work that is obvious to the viewer-- obvious to the majority of the public. Unfortunatey for Shepard the majority of people, including Garcia and the AP, did not make the connection between Garcia's photograph and Fairey's Obama posters. So did Fairey fail at fair use? If so, did he willfully infringe on the photograph? If it is infringement could former workers of the Obama campaign, such as Yosi Sergant and Evolutionary Media Group, be held responsible?

I have posted several articles about Shepard Fairey and fair use that might be of interest to some of you. My thoughts, http://www.myartspace.com/blog/2009/02/art-law-professionals-weigh-in-on.html

 
 
27 April 2007 @ 10:53 am


2004 Michigan Association of Broadcasters Hall of Fame inductee, Theodore, “Ted” Heusel has died at the age of 86. Credited with pioneering the radio talk show genre, Hesuel broadcast his talk show until just a few weeks ago. Ted is credited with starting the genre of talk radio.
In a 1987 article in the Ann Arbor Observer, Ted described the moment, saying, "I was running records one day and I decided, what the hell, let's start talking."
The native Ann Arborite had offers to take his talk show to larger communities, but loved Ann Arbor, and chose to stay here and raise a family.

For complete details on the life of Ted Heusel, visit:

http://www.talkradio1600.com

http://tedheusel.tripod.com

http://blog.mlive.com/annarbornews/2007/04/ann_arbor_radio_icon_ted_heuse.html

http://www.michmab.com/awards/awards_bio.html
 
 
30 December 2006 @ 11:23 am
What a way to end your year...  
Bummer of a day for Saddam...

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P.S. If I had to be a Hang-Man for a living, I wouldn't want to wear a mask. Why would I be ashamed of my job? People who make French fries for a living - they should be ashamed of their job.
 
 
24 December 2006 @ 12:29 pm
Boo, hoo...I don't know where that remark I made came from!
Why can't people just stand up and say that they are sorry for the bad thing that they did or said? Mel Gibson put down Jews when he was drunk and later said that this is not the kind of person that he is. Michael "Kramer" Richards calls audience members at a comedy club "niggers" and then says "that was not me, I don't know where it came from." Some college football player not that long ago flipped his middle finger at someone or the other team when he was coming off the field and later said "that is not the kind of person that I am." Miss Nevada disgraces her crown, behaves poorly and is photographed kissing a woman then says "that was not me, that is not the kind of person I am."

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Listen up, dummies - that was you! What we do is a reflection of our characters. Everything that we do or say reflects on some part of our personality. So, in 2007 let's just take credit for the stupid things that we may do or say and then try to improve ourselves instead of saying "whoa, how did that happen? that is just not the kind of person that I am!"

My art: www.ChrisFrancz.com
 
 
31 October 2006 @ 08:34 am
http://www.glennbeck.com/glennate/region08-entertainment.shtml

Vote Jeff Eastman (I did his website) - Entertainment party - And visit Glennbeck.com
 
 
 
17 October 2006 @ 11:24 pm


Copyright Times Publishing Co. Oct 17, 2006
Fans who discovered his barbed, personal Web log knew it was coming for weeks, as former Tampa Bay area radio personality Bob Lassiter documented his long, slow decline from kidney failure.

Last week Mr. Lassiter succumbed, slipping into a "sleeplike" condition Wednesday and dying at 9:15 a.m. Friday (Oct. 13, 2006). His sole survivor, wife Mary, said Mr. Lassiter had requested cremation and no memorial service or funeral. He was 61.

A native of Camden, N.J., Mr. Lassiter developed a reputation as a compelling, unpredictable radio presence on bay area radio, coming to WPLP-AM in 1985 and moving to WFLA-AM 970 a few years later. After a rocky time at WLS-AM in Chicago over the late '80s, he returned to the bay area, settling at WFLA in 1996. Known for pointedly challenging callers and his employers while chain smoking through broadcasts, Mr. Lassiter often found himself ousted from radio jobs despite ratings success, including by WFLA in 1999, when the station declined to renew his contract.

As his health worsened, Mr. Lassiter documented his frustration, fear and physical problems with brutal honesty at the online diary bloglassiter.com. "Yesterday, I discovered that my good, personal friends at WFLA are hard at work preparing my obituary," he wrote in a posting dated Oct. 3. "I'm amused that the (jerks) who threw me out in the gutter, now want to 'honor' me with a fancy obit . . . Why must the word be so phony?"

The unpredictable nature of his illness led Mr. Lassiter to bid farewell to his blog's readers in May, only to have his health rebound. "It's almost a cruel joke . . . two or three weeks of really being sick, then I'll rebound," Mr. Lassiter told the St. Petersburg Times this month, explaining why he decided to stop writing the blog. "There's nothing left to say."

Those wishing to make a memorial contribution can send donations to the Robert Lassiter Fund, c/o Collingswood Recreation Dept., Attn: Holly Mannel, 678 Haddon Ave., Collingswood, N.J., 08108.


http://www.sptimes.com/2006/10/17/Artsandentertainment/Radio_s_Bob_Lassiter_.shtml
 
 
07 October 2006 @ 11:02 am
Lawdy! Lawdy! I am getting sick of this Foley nonsense. It's funny how the Democrats have made the Foley scandal the center of national news so as to divert people's attention from the fact that Democrats have absolutely nothing to say on any issue for the Mid-term elections except that they hate Republicans and they want everyone else to hate them as well. Top Five List: Mark Simone, Sean Hannity, John Gallagher, Rush Limbaugh, Bauer and Rose
 
 
06 October 2006 @ 09:41 pm
I personally agree with Nancy Pelosi. Denny Hastert should step down. But after he does, so should every other Baby Boomer and older generationer in the house and senate.

You have failed us. You have produced a generation of corrupted leaders from the secular: Teddy Kennedy, who has been in 'public service' longer than Hawaii has been a state and in trouble since he was a freshman - to the non secular: Pat Robertson, who regularly spews idiotic nonsense even his followers can't believe. The juvinile antics from left (Clinton and Monica Lewinsky) and right (FORMER Representative Foley) is just an indication that you just can't GROW UP.

In case you haven't noticed, the Age of Aquarius is OVER. Still, we'd like to thank you for the many wars you left us: the drug war, the culture war, the war on terror and the war in politics. That free love thing sure did help advance STD's and a massive amount of single parents, which in turn helps to propogate poverty, well done! Oh and that extra bonus of making us Gen X'ers pay for your social security when we KNOW we aren't going to EVER see that money returned at a meaningful interest rate - that makes us REALLY happy. With the taxes to pay for every little program you could think up in the last 40 years, it's a miracle any Gen X'er can stay out of the poor house.

We also LOVE paying for elephant dung and vaginas to be displayed at the MET, not to mention the top heavy bureaucracy that must have approved the exhibit. Oh yeah, thanks for the UN. The League of Nations failed miserably, but the next generation decided to try it all again... and let despots like Chavez have a forum on AMERICAN soil to spout their destructive nonsense. I'm sure that really helps with the international perception of our country, which We'd also like to thank you for. Thanks for continuing to support it too.

By the way, if you hadn't provided the national press with such a plethora of complete juvinile idiocy, maybe we could have a little respect in the world, but instead we've introduced the world to burger eating oral sex addicts, drunks, pedophiles and suspected murderers. You make the house look like 14th century fuedal nobility! We almost miss the straight out honest stab in the front - Et Tu Barney Frank?

So. I'll agree with Pelosi, Kennedy and that crazy bald guy married to that conservative chick. You are crappy leaders. It's time you stepped down. If we sent 25 year old college grads to the House, we'd expect some skirt chasing, beer guzling, steamy emails, thongs and cigars. We'd expect a little growing up on the job. We can even attribute the dead bodies to hazing or binging. Our mistake was thinking you were grown up when we sent you.

You've had this f'in job for 20 years and you SUCK at it. So step down.

You are screwing up OUR future. We've decided we will screw up our own future from now on. Here's the door.

For a little nostalgia on your way out, we'll play a famous song from your beloved youth: Na na na na Hey hey hey... Goodbye!