Human Race to Spit into Two Different Species

An evolutionary theorist from the London School of Economics has caused controversy by suggesting that the human race will reach its physical peak by the year 3000 and will then split into two different species, one perfect elite race and one regressed race of small ugly goblin like creatures.

I have to ask; Hasn't this already happened?

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Angry Korlovy

I was surfing YouTube this morning and did a search for “Tiffin, Ohio.” For those of you who aren’t aware, this is the town where I was born and where I spent my youth. My search for some nostalgia drilled out a couple of videos from yet another one of our world’s great minds and general purveyor of positive energy, Koralovy who goes by the YouTube name Distortedsoundz.

Here are the links to her pieces of video mastery:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iq9Ogk3RxJ8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUL23ApP7sY

Now just because I grew up in Tiffin doesn’t mean I go around disputing that I, like many young kids who grew up there, couldn’t wait for the first chance to get out and see the world. At the same time, I don’t quite understand the need to expend the energy publicly berating a whole town of people who have offered no affront to you aside from being different than what you are used to. Ultimately, that seems to be this little angry girl’s problem.

Case in point: I proceeded to her MySpace page to get further background information on what angered her so that she would waste her time making and posting videos of places that she felt uncomfortable and different. Apparently, small Midwestern towns are not all this girl hates. She also appears to have a general odium for natural redheads. She states on her blog when talking about the Midwest:

“It is crawling with natural redheads, and we all know how I feel about those things.(vomit)”

Wow. Talk about a poster child for the xenophobic. I just love to be referred to as a “thing.” How about Gypsies, Jews or Black people, I wonder if she has any tolerance for them?

Apparently angry Korlovy is originally from the Czeck Republic. Perhaps between the Hussite Wars, 30 Years War and even up to Czecho-Slovakia’s 1939 alliance with Hitler's coalition angry little Korlovy developed some deep cellular memory level abhorrence for anything different from her perfect blond Aryan appearance and so-called “aesthetic” sensibilities.

I’ve done my fair share of traveling and know many people who have traveled even more. One common thread amongst people who travel well is that they find a good time anywhere they go. For being a self-declared world traveler and despite her declarations of knowing where “real humans” live it seems to me that Korlovy might have more in common than she thinks with the little brat who insists on eating at the familiar Applebees in every town they visit.

In all fairness, I must add that the folks in Tiffin who have decided to respond to Angry Karalovy's bullshit do themselves no favors by misspelling words and using poor grammar. If you are going to respond than please get your dictionary or spell checker out and rep with some intelligence.

In the end I hope that somehow Korlovy is able to find a place she feels comfortable. I hope we all can seize this opportunity to hear her cries for help and that those of us more fortunate than her can put pressure on pimps and strip club owners that their employees too deserve company-sponsored mental health care just like any of us. I truly believe that with the proper medical and psychiatric attention, Angry Korlovy could find that delicate chemical balance that would allow her to shed her fears and subsequent xenophobic-based hatred of anything that sways from her idea of “normal”. G_d be with you Koralovy.

AEP Sucks

AEP sucks. I was contacted a couple months ago by an engineering technician from AEP. They wanted to "move" the telephone pole in front of my house about one hundred feet to the West so that they could wire a new house being built in the hollow across the road. The technician came at me with a big shit-eatin' friendly grin and made it sound like it would be a standard and completely facile operation. I specifically at least once inquired as to how they would get rid of the old pole. The technician assured me that they first put the new pole in, wire it, then pull the old pole. That was the plan according to the AEP tech and it sure seemed like a good deal. We get the pole moved up the yard a bit and our new neighbors get power. That is not how it inevitably went down.

Two months went by and we didn't hear another peep from the folks at AEP. Then, all of the sudden, without warning a big truck pulls into the yard just as Ingrid has returned home with groceries. They announce that today is the day for the new pole and that the power would be off for a while. Thanks for the warning. Now we can open the fridge to put the perishables away as it will let all the cool air out of the fridge. This was just the beginning.

Just as the Engineering Technician had said, they put in the new pole and pulled the wires over to it and attached them. Then, instead of removing the old pole, they cut the top off of it and told us that we would have to call the phone company to have the pole removed. Well "shit" I say.

After a couple of calls to the phone company, their representatives come out and tell us that their lines aren't even on that pole and we would need to call the cable company to come and move their wires. A call to the cable company reveals the most depressing news of all: It would be impossible for them to move their wires from the old pole because their wires would then be too low. This lovely detail, glossed over by the AEP engineers meant that we now had 2 POLES IN FRONT OF OUR HOUSE!!!!!

We are now calling both AEP customer service as well as the original smiling Engineering Technician on a daily basis with the following directive: Either get with the cable company and work out a way for them to get their wires off the old pole so it can be removed or put everything back the way it was before.
As would be expected, the friendly smiling Engineering technician is now nowhere to be found. I leave a message a day and have yet to hear from her. A friend quipped yesterday how awful it was to do business with AEP. I replied, "That's because AEP doesn't do business. They are a monopoly in in such move with complete impunity." Meanwhile, we will continue with the daily phone calls to AEP representatives. What I really want to avoid here is becoming the nut on CNN's iReport who decided to take his chainsaw to the wired telephone pole in front of his house. AEP sucks.

Like Riding a Moped

I am sitting in the keynote hall at the Virtual Worlds conference in San Jose California. My mind is wandering during the long string of introductions and warm-up acts for the actual keynote speaker, Christian Renaud from Cisco. You might think that my mind would be on something technology related or other subject related to what they are actually talking about on the stage. That is not the case.

At the moment my mind has drifted off to thoughts of Hanna Montana songs. This Saturday is Somnia's 7th birthday party. It will be an "American Idol" themed party complete with a live band in front of whom the kids can choose songs to sing. My band, The Brevity Thing, will be that backing band and we will be offering up a list of Hanna Montana songs that the kids can choose to sing.

Oddly enough, this performance has me, quite possibly, more nervous than any other performance that I have ever been involved in and I have been playing drums and performing since I was 8 years old.

As to the Hanna Montana tunes...It's kinda like riding a moped. It's actually kinda fun, but you certainly wouldn't want your friends to see you doing it.

The Clown Suit

I was using the following photos to do some testing with the Flickr API. I titled the album of which they were a part of: "idiot styles." I thought it might be interesting to post them here as a shining example of some of our country's most unemployable individuals. Notice many of them are shrouded in what I term "the clown suit."

"The clown suit" is, to summarize, is a completely over the top, stylistic representation of Hip Hop garb. It is, in most cases, also accompanied by an individual who takes themselves far to seriously. Don't think for a second however that "the clown suit" is an African American thing just because of its loose affiliation with hip-hop culture. It is not confined to black culture. In fact, most of the examples below of "the clown suit" are of individuals who are not African American. And before you think that I am specifically spotlighting urban un-hirability, notice the last photo which demonstrates some of the best the country has to offer. Enjoy