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Lets Do Kim Kardashian: Hollywood

5 Dec

Have you heard of Kim Kardashian? No? Good. Here is a game that is inspired by her very important… work?… No, being. A game inspired by her being. Excellent.

“Is it bad?”, you may ask. And prove yet another time that there are such things as stupid questions. Enjoy.

Movies

Blog 2.0 – Kim Kardashian: Hollywood is a game of pure poison for the mind.

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A nightmare on Elm Street – Remake (2010) movie review.

6 Oct


Soo…
I saw it, the A nightmare on Elm Street – remake (2010) and I instantly started hating it, but at the end credits I had seen some moments that was far better than the original. Here are some differences for good and bad.

What was better than the original:

1) Story explains why the kids suddenly falls into sleep:
A very annoying thing about the original series was that the kids fell into sleep for all kinds of reasons. They could have fallen asleep at a Acid vs Metal concert when on speed. It have always felt forced, like “now someone has to die, make them fall asleep NOW!”. The last part of the film had a much more logical or at least explained constant falling asleep through story telling.

2) Krueger looks better in this movie
In A nightmare on Elm Street part 3 we had stopped seeing Fred Krueger as a menace and threat and more as a creative killer of annoying teens. He became cartoon, but in the original Elm Street he was suppose to be scary. But he did´t look like a burn victim, he looked like someone made of plastic (like a melted, rubbery Chucky.) In this movie, Krueger looks like he got burned. In short he looks more scary and menacing. I also like the explanation of why he killed children in life, but now only kills teens (as that seemed to be a plot hole in the original, although understandebal.)

3) Everything looks better
Well post-production can pretty much fix anything except acting talent and give something a soul. Some of the transitions between dreamscapes, bloody deaths and surprises where visually realistic, believable and pretty. Everything production value was far better in this film than in the original.

What was worse:

1) The characters are 1. dimensional:
I don´t remember if the Wes Craven´s version had any more depth to the characters, but I am pretty sure that the story went a little slower before massacre starts. The characters in this movie are so boring and uninteresting that even with all the crazy effects I just don´t get involved. Hollywood have forgotten that with scary, as in funny, the pauses increases and emphasizes the feelings.

2) With all the effects, why not make the dream events more dreamy?
The dreams weren´t very surreal. There where some events, but they still felt way to real (fillmed in studio to represent) to be dreamy.

3) Not much new to tell
Yes the effects where good, Krueger looked better and was more evil than in all the original, but something was not there. It felt like “A nightmare on Elm Street” for the new generation (who are soulless retarded with no opinion, taste or mind) but in the last 26 yeas nothing new could be added to a movie with lots of fans. I mean, come on, there had to be some fans who interrupted more to this movie than this. Some creative person who saw something else to focus on. But no, this movie, although not a completely identical plot as the original, feels futile and like a gold encrusted fruit.

In conclusion: This movie is like all other remakes, darker visually, darker plot wise (more or less explicitly states that Krueger was a pedophile), better effects but… It´s soulless. Not made by a fan or a visionary, but a person and company who want´s to earn more money on a franchise (“dah!“). Hollywood deserve to die. They are old and unimportant. Krueger kill Hollywood though the American dream for me.

Blog 2.0 - The scary part is that we are told ``Not to fall asleep´´ but our eyes gets heavier and heavier though each minute of film

Trance-dance-techno-whatever (part 0.5)

2 Oct

Bzzz….bzzz…bzzz… whatever.
I hate angry music as I am not angry. I am annoyed, irritated and alienated but I am not angry. Angy involves throwing, punching or destroying. I do neither.

Another reason why I can´t stand angry music is that it´s often vulgar, over the top and incomprehensible and unreflected nonsense.

But worst of all… The sound! Angry music involves screaming, a wall of noise punching me in the face and groin and lot´s of profanity for the easy “I am angry”-sound. Yes, I also swear when I am angry, but if I where to sing about my anger I would sit down and think about why I am feeling the way I do and express it more intelligently. But I guess that´s just me.

The point it: The people who make trance-dance-techno-whatever genera also can have issues. Sometimes their electronic beats wants to express anger toward something. So today I will post some videos from the more angry pumping sounds.

Let´s start with Apex Twin- Come to daddy.

Oh, it´s angry alright. But I can also hear what he screams. I like to know why they scream, and not just that they scream. Yes, one can always read the lyrics, but if I can´t understand them. I tend to believe they have nothing to be made understood. I remember watching this video when I was young. It scared the hell out of me. But enough childhood trauma.

Now a list (no matter how short) of angry techno sounds would be incomplete without Prodigy – Smack My Bitch Up. This is the ultimate break-up song for any boy wonder. Yeah, smack my bitch up, chain my bitch up, smack my bitch up! The video is of course censured, because the internet is a place for freedom of expression:)

Now I could post many a Prodigy tune here to illustrate the anger of this versatile genera, but that would be to easy. Instead… ALARMA!!! by 666

Now the metal fans who enjoy dark satanic music believe that their Devil chords would be Satan´s music. But they are idiots. Satan would not waste his time on angry metal music. Those who listen to that often already is jaded (it´s a buyers marked nowadays:). There is no reason to steal souls already stolen. No! Satan comes through pop music and in this little song. Something that can appeal to the masses. I would rather play Brittney Spears backwards to check for hidden messages than any slipknot song.

Blog 2.0 - EL RITMO FATAL!

Hot n Cold

28 Sep

I change my mind
Like a girl changes clothes
Yeah me, PMS
Like a bitch
You would know

And I over think
Always speak
Critically

You should know
That I´m no good for you

[CHORUS]
Cause I´m hot then I´m cold.
I´m yes then I´m no.
I´m in then I´m out.
I´m up then I´m down.
I´m wrong when it’s right.
It’s black and it’s white.
We fight, we break up.
We kiss, we make up.
(I) I don’t really want to stay, no
(but I) But I don’t really want to go-o

Cause I´m hot then I´m cold.
I´m yes then I´m no.
I´m in then I´m out.
I´m up then I´m down.

We used to be
Just like twins
So in sync
The same energy
Now’s a dead battery
Used to laugh bout nothing
Now I´m plain boring

You should know that
I´m not gonna change

[CHORUS]

Someone call the doctor
Got a case of a love bi-polar
Stuck on a roller coaster
Can’t get off this ride

I change my mind
Like a girl changes clothes

[CHORUS 2:]
Cause I´m hot then I´m cold.
I´m yes then I´m no.
I´m in then I´m out.
I´m up then I´m down.
I´m wrong when it’s right.
It’s black and it’s white.
We fight, we break up.
We kiss, we make up.
(I) I don’t really want to stay, no
(but I) But I don’t really want to go-o

Blog 2.0 -has always said ``It takes a genius to find the brilliance in a stupid pop song´´ but is apt to change it´s mind.

PS: This was AMC´s blog entry #100. It sort of explains everything don´t you think? Sort of like the last episode of Twin Peaks. “Oh, yeah. That was the meaning behind the backwards talking dwarf… sorry midget… sorry… little person. I understand completely everything now.” And the post series movie “fire walk with me“. Talk about feeding us with a spoon. Yeah we get it! “I AM the muffin.”, sure. “It was a dream! We live inside a dream!“, no doubt! “Bob, I want all my Garmonbozia.WE GET IT!

My views on the Smoking bans (A very outdated post)

1 Aug

Warning: Crazy nonsense. May destroy your mind!

I am soon going to Hollywood to put the fear of God in those godless heathens!

And success will be imminent as, you know, God helps his faithful followers (just ask Job). The point is that after my success everyone will want a piece of me.

Strangers in the street will yell; “Hey, AndyAce83. We loved what you did in that thing!“, “AndyAce83, I want to have your baby!” and “Love you so much I will kill myself.” I will naturally wear sunglasses and look angry so they will know that I am better than them. Ahh, happy times awaits.

What was I writing about again? Oh, yeah. Smoking bans in pubs and bars. I will get to that, I just need to daydream some more.

So everybody would want a piece of me and I would give it to many young and pretty ladies. Hard and sloppy, the AndyAce83 way! I will become one of those that I hated. The once I wanted to destroy by throwing the bible in their face. My plan was to run into Bill Maher office and say: “Take that Lucifer” with a kick-throw in his stomach and using bible paper for ninja stars cutting off his big nose. Also I would run into Asia Carrera and scream: “Whore of Babylon, your time is up! JUDO PUNCH! HOOYAAAA!“.

When I get to Hollywood, she will probably be legal. Hmm, tender, tight and crazy! Nothing wrong with that:)

Instead I would screamTHERE IS NO GOD” in a back room at a bar with red eyes and blood from my nose as I just killed another stripper-whore for the thrill in a delirium of drugs. Her stretch marks telling me I have made someone an orphan (as there are no fathers in Hollywood).

I am closing in on the point of smoking in bars now. Relax, man! Chill out. I know you are used to the internet giving you the fix at once, but in AMC we take a journey.

So I would be a failure in my success, and my life would become an exciting downwards spiral of infamy. Keywords being; violence, sex, drugs and MURDER!. Of course a book had to be written of my life. It would probably be called “AndyAce83- destructively exciting genius“, or “AndyAce83 – I can’t believe I fucked them all!

In that biography, to really emphasise the tragedy of my life, they would start in my innocent childhood. Then moving forward to my teenage life, early adulthood etc. Trying to find out where my downfall from grace to nihilistic annihilation (another great title for my book) began.

''from grace to nihilistic annihilation''- Yeah, I like that tittle the most. Do I hear of a Pulitzer Prize?

The answer would not be simple as there are lots of fascinating details to be revealed and lot’s of possible psychological motives for self-destruction. But one thing they would have to explore is one of my most important character traits; my intense burning for a subject for a while and then sudden disinterest.

Throughout my years, lots of what I would call “important” issues have been rebelled and argument for ad nauseam. In my early teens it was idealistic beliefs in the right of teens (believe it or not), in my late teens it was a rebel against the powers that be, in my early twenties it was smoking bans and now it’s the growing number of “freethinkers” who is using that phrase like a badge of honour (when I would make the claim that it is quite the opposite).

So with intense passion, heat, even anger I have fought for or against these different matters. I was like a broken record in the dessert sun that suddenly burned up to cinder.The fight has been fought and lost, but for your pleasure, and my future biographers easy reference, I will beat the dead horse one more time. Although now I couldn’t care less.

No smoking Bitch! (I am finally getting to the point)

I am by principal against smoking bans in bars and nightclubs as it’s a enormous loss in our civil liberties. If one makes the argument of health, I would make the claim that we are all going to die anyway. If one makes the argument of longer life, I would say we have no guarantees anyway. If one makes the argument of concern for people with lung-disease and allergies, I would make the claim that 1) sickly people shouldn’t be in bars anyway and 2) if we take consideration for them what about disco-lights for people with epilepsy or loud music giving us all hearing defects. If one makes the argument of smell, I would say that if you come back from a night on the town smelling of roses you have not been partying anyway. Debauchery smells of infected bodily fluids and cigarette smoke conceals much of it (another free tip from AMC;)

But this is not the main problem of smoking bans in bars and nightclubs. It goes far deeper than that, almost all the way to the illuminati and the white house. The problem is how it was forced upon us by the power that be (a theme in all my rebellions!). How we didn’t get any alternatives (and alternatives to the alternatives… see, another theme!) but instead got to be forced to be forced outside (yes, I am a smoker.) in the cold like the homosexuals once was. The sheeple saying “this is great because [baaa!!!]” not seeing the trouble this causes for everything else.

Psychic (or crazy or both. You decide. Send an SMS to 45-CRAZY to cast your vote)

Now I have made the suggestion before (many chapters in my biography will probably explore this) that I am psychic. In this case I gave the prophesy that “THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING!”. It was probably not noticed by my friends as it came between other prophesies of doom (i.e “Feminism will be the end of us all!”, “DEATH AWAITS!”, “Meat is dead animals” and “My tooth hurts. I may have cavities.”), but time has proven me right.

Before the discussions was “Where should people be allowed to take a cigarette brake?” but now it’s “Where else could we ban people from having a cigarette brake?“. Sheeple have screamed the disgust with people who do not take to the healthy lifestyle of just alcohol, whoring and weed smoking. And now… I just don’t care. There will always be sheeple, and they will always be the real majority.

But it’s not that bad, cuz I will become a great Hollywood success story that will have sex with many sexy ladies before I die. So what do I care?

Blog 2.0 - DARES TO DREAM THE DREAM (while smoking a cigarettes. TAKE THAT SOCIETY! *cough, cough*)

The Trouble with «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome.

13 Jul

(With no offence to the mentally handicapped/challenged/whatever of course).

Sooo….

As I have written before; I hate writing about current affairs as it feels like gossiping. I also hate to gossip about unimportant, soon to be forgotten people as I feel I keep alive someone who should be dead. Many people strive for attention from bloggers and other people with nothing better to do and this goes for «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome.

LOL! It's funny because... I dunno.

Normally I would not acknowledge this brain-dead narcissist populist anarchist as he is just a pain in the ass that feeds on people being sour, grumpy and rigid.

When we say “Idiot“, he thinks “They don’t understand my statement about blahblahblah.

Now I don’t know why he does it, nor do I care. I don’t even care that he does it as it seems harmless enough. He just takes a “Kanye” by interrupting for attention. Like a child or a drunk at a wedding.

The Trouble with «Jimmy Jump» the Retarded Gnome is not what he does but what the consequences for it is. Every time we have a terrorist attack, a drunk on the plane or a “funny” stunt person there is an decrease in our liberties.

Here’s another example of this:
The Super bowl wardrobe “mishap”.

Oh, no! A teat! What will the male gay community say!

I did not see this stunt as 1) I don’t care about sports and 2) I do not care about American football half-time shows either. But I sure got to hear about this half-time show. Oh, the humanity!

Soo…

Did this stunt provoke me?
No of course not“, you probably think.
AndyAce83 has seen a breast or two before. He may even a touched one as the worldly man that he is. He wouldn’t be offended by watching a natural beautiful thing.”

But the answer is:
HELL YEAH! I was provoked!

Not because I got to see a breast, but because it was RETARDED! Why should I be forced to fill Janet Jacksons exhibitionist needs? Couldn’t she just pole-dance at a Cat-R-Ho strip-joint?

But I digress, because my embarrassment over that nonsense is my own, and should not be anyone else’s problems. There where probably lot’s of people who found it funny (even I when I just heard about it. But don’t tell anyone!) and may even have have thought it a provocative statement about female sexuality (Not me!) or something like that. We can all find meanings in thrash cans.

(Insightful rant continues below the picture)

Lol.''Take that Society! I am dancing on ESC!''

But that is not the point either! The point is the consequence. And do you know the consequence of that “hilarious” flashing? INCREASED CENSORSHIP and thus DECREASED LIBERTIES!

And that’s just one side of it. Jimmy Jump’s fun run to nowhere will probably increase security on all great events with more security guards, perhaps armed and with broader licenses etc.

But that’s a good thing, right?“, you may think. “Jimmy Jump is just testing how secure we are. That’s where he be a genius, isn’t it?

NOOO!

Listen… Security is important for people with angst and most of us have it. But we shouldn’t let it run our lives. Obama once came to Oslo to get an award for winning the election. Now President Obama is an important person, and important people get enemies.

So Oslo needed security!

Security in knowing that someone is aiming his or her rifle at you. Just to be on the safe side. (Picture taken by Smidth)

There where snipers on the roofs, there where helicopters in the sky, armed policemen and probably lot’s more I didn’t noticed. It seemed like Oslo was under siege. And why? Because the US president was about to get an award for winning an election! I WAS SCARED! Every time I went in my pocket for my mobile phone I was afraid I would seem suspicious and get shot. THAT’S THE CONSEQUENCE OF TO MUCH SECURITY! WE GET MORE SCARED!

So in conclusion:
Jimmy Jump is not funny (unless you find rude spoiled children funny) but he is dangerous. Not dangerous like an angry Mullah with brainwashed followers or a charismatic leader telling us we need restrictions for safety, but dangerous like the braindead patient with an infectious decease that takes away all our resources we could have used on dangerous Mullahs and charismatic despots.

Blog 2.0 - Is not an attention junkie but thanks you for reading me:)

It’s on! (KNAUSGÅRD)

10 Jun

So as you may have noticed I am a grumpy young (relatively speaking) man who murmurs about lots and get’s easily irritated by much. This again leads to many enemies and hatred towards others. These enemies of mine are often personifications of a movement, ideology or cause. Their movement, ideology or cause. Of course the hatred is rather one sided since I hate them because of what they represent, while they don’t know who I am as I’m a nobody (BUT THEY WILL FEEL MY WRATH ONE DAY!)

The list of people I hate have become long through the years as many have been added but few have been removed. Often my annoyance have started with an institution that has then gotten a spokesperson. For instance I have hated atheism, but I have not hated a single atheist before Richard Dawkins (DAWKINS!) but I have also hated humanism, but there isn’t a face there to be hated.

There is a movement that I hate, that is close to post-modernism and other nonsense, which is called (de)structuralism. Now there have been many spokespeople for that movement, but many died of AIDS before I got born or got an opinion of my own, so my hatred where never personified before.

That was until now…

Now a bearded Norwegian has taken a stand! He drew the line and his name is Karl Ove Knausgård (KNAUSGÅRD!). Ugh! What a horrid person! I could write endless pages about how I hate him, why and when.

So since I am a nobody and few gives a shit about my opinion, I tend to share my rants with my friends. «I hate Richard Dawkins… that smug British fuck», «God, those stupid birkenstock wearing feminist. Why wont they just suck a dyke and die!» and the like can be constantly heard when I walk the cities with my friends.

Karl Ove Knausgård. Look at him. Ugh!

They hate my rants!

So one day… Today… My friends E (not the drug), Smidth, the writer of En kopp kaffe ved midnatt (see link at the sidebar—>), and I was walking along one of the many streets of Oslo. Oslo is the kind of place I could write countless pages about how much I hate, but that is not the point.

The point is I was ranting about Karl Ove Knausgård (KNAUSGÅRD!) and how much I hate his «deconstructing liberal nonsense. His brown «that just the way it is» books about the next depravity. Oh, and he’s ugly too».

Of course I made a better case in Oslo. The stench hole of Oslo gave me inspiration to put into words the depth less idiocy, moral hatred and anomic destruction of anything for the sake of nothing that Knausgård (KNAUSGÅRD!) and his deconstruction leads to.

So Smidth got tiered of my rant. I don’t know why as anyone with half a brain could understand Knausgård’s (KNAUSGÅRD!) agenda here since there isn’t one. He is just another emotionally retarded pervert with nothing to do but fart and make us all smell it.

Anyway… Smidth got annoyed and said «Have you read the book?».
She was referring to his début novel as I have ferociously ripped it apart with my prophesy of doom. The book, «Out of the World», is basically a book about a teachers fucking one of his 12-14 year old students, and I could not for my mind understand why it could be critically acclaimed by anyone other than a over sexual whore master.

I said «No», to her question about reading it and added «do I need to
«Yes», she claimed as she was tiered of hearing my foundationless arguments about moral deprivations and how she believed that the book must have some other aspect of it other than breaking moral code to make it great.
«So I have to smoke harsh too then to be against it?», I said patronizing.
«No», she said «but you have to know what your talking about».
«Okay», I said, «I will read his book»

And now it’s on!

And now IT’S ON!

I will read that God damn book! I will read it and have all my biases confirmed. I will find his book so fucking pointless and blandly vulgar that I will probably only bother reading half (to the first old guy and teen fuck fest) and then BURN the book.

Well, not burn it as I will have borrowed it from the library so I would have to pay for it. BUT IN MY MIND… I would burn it so hard!

But what if I like it? Perish the thought. What to one do when you hate someone and then suddenly realize they weren’t that bad?

Well, fortunately this will not be the case with Knausgård (KNAUSGÅRD!) as I know that he’s just another…

Blog 2.0 - It never ends!

An hypotheses about “shock”.

30 Apr

I don’t know about how it is internationally, but Norwegian journalist use the word “shocks” a lot about the latest stunt from the B too Z celebrities.

Lindsay Lohan shocks yet again with being drunk in church“,
Rachel Corigan shock by having tattooed her forehead“,
Megan Fox shocks by saying she masturbate while reading the God delusion
Lady Gaga blah blah blah
etc.
etc.
etc.

What I first noticed was that only female celebrities can “shock“. (Now this is not a feminist statement, although it probably could be used as one, but just an observation.)

Secondly I thought, can one really shock more than once?

Yes, you probably can. If you start out with small indiscretions and build yourself upwards toward the great degradations. But most B-Z celebrities have already done the great ones so why should we care?

The answer is simple. We have nothing better to do. It’s sad.

''Sweet. Ahh:)''

''Shocking! Oh, so shocking!''

''Shocking!''

''zzz...zzz...zzz''

And so the stories goes. Some shorter than others.

''Ahh, cute ginger kid.''

''zzz...zzz...zzz.... uh? oh, Lindsay is dating a new man, that's...zzz...zzz'''

''Shocking!''


Well, the examples are limitless, but I can’t pay more paparazzi (aka. parasite) photographers for evidence. Sorry.

Blog 2.0

Blog 2.0 - We all become whores for something.

Let’s talk about physical and mental intimacy («The future so bright that I have to wear shades!»)

11 Dec

Chronic remorse, as all the moralist are agreed, is the most undesired sentiments. Let’s kill remorse, as it rains on our parades. The children are now writing in their blogs about their one-night-stands and adults tell children what to do when their one-night-stands take a turn for the worse. Everything is as it should be. Who are we to disagree?
Well there is a cool way to live and their is a boring way to live. No one wants to live the lather. So let’s define the cool one. By putting my finger in the ground I have come to the following conclusion; The cool life is living large (aka. decadent or promiscuous) and telling others about living large so they can be admired for their fun and exciting life styles. What the children don’t know, is that what they do are right and their in right to do so. Even if it’s just a coincidence, as many children believe they are rebelling, but what the children of the future are working towards is community, identity, stability.
We are closing in on the Age of Aquarius. In this future age things will go great and things will only be getting better. Everyone will belong to everyone else without fear of consequence. The best part is that there will be no ugly people with low self-esteem and we can all use our bodies to experiment with our sexuality. The children are our future and they are working hard for this new world as we speak.
To achieve this state of sex and drugs we have to kill two things. Our physical and mental intimacy. As we all know intimacy in any form is the same as bound and boundaries. Not a good thing. We have to work hard for our own liberation, and I will now tell you how to kill any signs of these elements.
First we have to kill God and any other idealism based in tradition and norms. That’s a check! God have been dead quite a while now, did anyone miss him? NO! Norms and traditions are sighing their last breath. It’s a wonderful thing to see old conservatism die. It’s like watching Hitler being tortured.
Secondly we have to kill the physical intimacy. That involves removing the illusion that humans are monogamist by nature. Because as we see in nature, we are not! Then remove any illusion of sexual moral that follows this view of monogamy. In other words, «we only judge those who judge».
If a person is gay, and proud of it, then why shouldn’t he? If he then can tell us that he has fucked 1000 males and some woman as well, we should all be condoning this great way of expressing oneself. If they are lesbian we should go on as we always have done; not care one way or the other.
The nuclear family, also an illusion as it bases itself on the same lies of humans being monogamous (see above) has already exploded. And soon it to will be dead, spread for the winds like the sperm of a whore master. Anyone who hasn’t fucked out of marriage is not a hero or a true human being, but a cowardly looser. Say it with me; people who do not randomly fuck people is a weird LOOSER! It’s doesn’t give nature enough variation.
So the new normal, but most importantly, natural family constellation involves my children, your children and our children. This gives humanity enough variation so that we can survive pandemics etc.
«But children is a drag?», you may say. And yes you are right. Children is our pride and joy, and we all want them, but only if they don’t destroy our sexual adventures and our carers. We have sex for joy and children is just an unnecessary consequence. That is why we should work on making the children not «yours, mine and ours», but the STATES.
In Norway we have made great progress on that part, where the children has the right to kindergarten and the normative changes that follow. If a child is not in kindergarten from the age of one until forever then something is wrong and the child will have social restrictions. As we all know, «introverted behaviour is anti-social behaviour» and «everybody should be happy nowadays». «Was and will make me ill, I take a chill-pill and only am». That’s the solution to all our problems.
So now that we have killed the physical intimacy, we should learn how to kill the mental intimacy. We have done alot of work on that part already. By breaking the bond between parents and children an unimportant strain has been broken. If children believe in family value then they soon will think that some things should be in the family. This contradicts one of our most important slogans; «Private is Political». If government do not know what happens inside a family then they can not control it and if they can not control it then we have anarchy. Which is great, as long as it’s controlled anarchy.
But there is also another mental intimacy that has to be broken; the friendship! Friendship as we all know is how we use other people to kill time, and allies when we need help. To believe that there is something more behind would be absurd, even vulgar. A former friend of mine defined friendship as «love without sex». How stupid is that. That’s just nasty, because as we all know «there is no love, where there is no sex».
«A friend to all is a friend to all», should be on all our minds. To build friendship in a small group creates a sub-culture and does not play a part in society. Society is everyone, not just 2-3 people, and therefore it’s important to be good and kind to everyone.
Luckily technology has developed a great way to do just that. Now we can be friends with everyone on the internet. I myself has over a thousand friends on facebook, on myspace even more. That should be the ideal for everyone! Many friends means many choices. Many choices gives life meaning.We are all friends and family after all. One big global community.
Then there is the blogs. Children can now befriend each other and write to each other without restriction. Which is great, because as we all know, «truth lies in the eyes of a child» and «sixty-two thousand four hundred repetitions make one truth». Who hasn’t been moved by children crying for the environment or schools being closed or their friends being deported out of the country. THEY KNOW, and we should listen.
Their blogs are about life. Raw life. They write about products we all need. I do love new clothes, because the more stitches, the less riches. And they write about sex. We all love sex and we can all read about it. Everyone’s opinion can be read by everyone else, and everyone’s opinion is important. At least when they take a stand against global warming, discrimination and restriction. It’s the dynamic democracy of the web and as we all know: «Progress is lovely».
We can and will not question progress! Look at the people who questioned smoking being band, look how long their faces are now. They learned to keep their mouth shout, because a leader needs to make unpopular decisions sometimes or else progress will stop. The children knows. We should not fare this new technology, but embrace it. Let our children run free and let them find out for them self how lovely everything is. We are all happy now. In the future you will have no choice but to be happy. Great!

The Secret is: be happy, always:)