What My World's Like

Charlie Kaufman’s at it again!


From the man who brought us Being John Malcovich and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, here’s the trailer to Charlie Kaufman’s Synechdoche, New York. 

What My World Sounds Like: Janelle Monae


In December, I wrote about Janelle Monae.  Since then, she’s sold an impressive number of albums independently and signed with Bad Boy.  In a rather bogus move, she rereleased her Metropolis album, adding two songs that have nothing to do with the theme of this concept album.  Hmm…

At any rate, the original material is still genius and exciting.  Enjoy the video to “Many Moons.”

The genius of Tina Fey


Got an idea that can help millions?


Google’s hosting a competition for great ideas that can benefit the lives of millions. The more you help, the better your chances of winning. Find out more here. The deadline is October 20, 2008.

Shut out of my bail out.


“Good morning, sir. Welcome to Bank Till of America. How can I help you?”

“I need some money.”

“OK, for what purposes?”

“My family has gotten behind in our bills — no mismanagement, you understand, but just some hard times. You see, my wife just got laid off, two of our three children had unexpected illnesses that weren’t fully covered by our health insurance. Gas and food prices are escalating, and it’s getting harder for us to make our mortgage payments. We’re not extravagant, mind you, but we do need some help.”

“So are you asking for a loan, sir?”

“We need a bailout, ma’am.”

“I’m sorry, eh, as I look at your information, Mr. Cue — Jonathan Cue, is it? — but based on your resources, we’re not able to give you a loan.”

“Ma’am, I don’t want a loan, I want a bailout.”

“I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t understand.”

“A bailout. I want the same deal you gave to those people in the news, that Fannie Mae woman, that Freddie Mac fellow, the Bear Stearns dude and the Notorious AIG.”

“Sir, those are mortgage lending giants, banks and insurance companies, and the bailout given to them was essential to the American economy.”

“I understand. And the bailout I want you to give me is essential to my family’s economy.”

“Sir, but without the assistance we give to them, the ramifications would be disastrous for Wall Street and the Fortune 500 companies.”

“Ma’am, without the assistance I need you to give me, the ramifications would be disastrous to Main Street, Elm Street, Guadalupe Street as well as to the unfortunate millions I keep company with.”

“I’m sorry, sir, we can’t help you.”

“But you helped them.”

“That’s different.”


“Because you weren’t irresponsible with billions of dollars and they were irresponsible with billions of dollars; therefore, we must give them billions of dollars more.”


Laughter: Finding the good


There’s a connection between being able to find the good and being optimistic.  Optimists are usually in high spirits.  Laughter is one of the ingredients of that condition.  This made me laugh, so I thought I’d share.

The book she’s reading from is Thank you and You’re Welcome by Kanye West and j. SaKiya Sandifer.  SaKiya’s mission is to be a spark to those who want to create a positive change in their lives.  Being a friend of his, I can personally attest to the fact that he is definitely a spark and will make you think during every single interaction with him.  His first book is actually entitled Think Think Think and Think Again.  Both are worthwhile reads that are certain to be of inspiration to you on some level or another.

CHALLENGE: Find the good


Can you find it?

Via: The Think Movement

This is Your Nation on White Privilege


For those who still can’t grasp the concept of white privilege, or who are looking for some easy-to-understand examples of it, perhaps this list will help.

White privilege is when you can get pregnant at seventeen like Bristol Palin and everyone is quick to insist that your life and that of your family is a personal matter, and that no one has a right to judge you or your parents, because “every family has challenges,” even as black and Latino families with similar “challenges” are regularly typified as irresponsible, pathological and arbiters of social decay.

White privilege is when you can call yourself a “fuckin’ redneck,” like Bristol Palin’s boyfriend does, and talk about how if anyone messes with you, you’ll “kick their fuckin’ ass,” and talk about how you like to “shoot shit” for fun, and still be viewed as a responsible, all-American boy (and a great son-in-law to be) rather than a thug.

White privilege is when you can attend four different colleges in six years like Sarah Palin did (one of which you basically failed out of, then returned to after making up some coursework at a community college), and no one questions your intelligence or commitment to achievement, whereas a person of color who did this would be viewed as unfit for college, and probably someone who only got in in the first place because of affirmative action.

White privilege is when you can claim that being mayor of a town smaller than most medium-sized colleges, and then Governor of a state with about the same number of people as the lower fifth of the island of Manhattan, makes you ready to potentially be president, and people don’t all piss on themselves with laughter, while being a black U.S. Senator, two-term state Senator, and constitutional law scholar, means you’re “untested.”

White privilege is being able to say that you support the words “under God” in the pledge of allegiance because “if it was good enough for the founding fathers, it’s good enough for me,” and not be immediately disqualified from holding office–since, after all, the pledge was written in the late 1800s and the “under God” part wasn’t added until the 1950s–while believing that reading accused criminals and terrorists their rights (because, ya know, the Constitution, which you used to teach at a prestigious law school requires it), is a dangerous and silly idea only supported by mushy liberals.

White privilege is being able to be a gun enthusiast and not make people immediately scared of you.

Reputations are built on consistency


But what if you’re inconsistent?

What My World Sounds Like: “Love Lockdown”