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This is a page dedicated to my ranting on subjects I deem worthy of notice. Remember, this page is not meant to offend, but mearly to educate. I do not aim to hurt. If you do not care to read the following page, please leave. I will not tolorate being flamed since you have been warned. If you read and still decide to flame me, that is your freedom and choice alone. I also have the freedom to choose my own actions and I will choose to delete your flame. So, it wouldn't be worth your time. Now, on to the ranting! ^^

P.S.- Latest Topic's are featured below previous ones.

Subject #1 - Damn Jebus. (08/07/2002)

My number one concern at the moment is this website known as www.jebus-is-lord.com. This, as you must have figured out by now, is a prank site. The owner who runs the site has no followers and is souly responsible for that work of filth and shame.
As you know, I am supporter of freedom of speech and allowing a person to live the way the choose, but I must protest against this person-- no, person isn't the way to describe him or her. The thing that runs 'Jebus-Is-Lord' is no person, for a person has feelings, pride, honor, and shame. But this 'Jebus' has none of those. Emotions are far to difficult for 'Jebus' to understand, far to complex for him/her. He/she obviously can't feel, for they would know that that site and their opinions are not what God had intended nor wants.
I understand that many people feel homosexuality, different races, and certian ways of life are wrong. I am from the Southern United States after all and we have had our fair share of racial disputes, but 'Jebus' takes racism and hate to a different level. To 'Jebus', everything is wrong. Everything ranging from Abacus to Zwie-back is blasphemous and is sinful. To this thing, eating an apple will send you to hell.
Now, we all know that eating an apple will not send you to hell. Nor will being gay or having children before you are married. ((I'm not saying that I agree with having sex before marriage, but as long as you know what you are getting into and love the child, hell if I care.)) But according to 'Jebus' it will.
I guess I never really noticed 'Jebus's' site until I stumbled upon it while looking for J-rock information. Do you know what I found? Low and behold, 'Jebus' HATES orientals. Not just any orientals, J-rocker's to be precise. 'Jebus' smites them and dispises every person who is a fan of j-rock.
But do you know what really pisses me off? 'Jebus' doesn't call is J-rock. No, no, my friend. He/she calls it 'J-pop'. Now, we all know the difference between J-rock and J-pop, and yet 'Jebus' hates it but doesn't know what the hell it is. I'm an evil person by nature. I don't mean to be so rude and blurt things out, but atleast when I dislike something as much as 'Jebus' dislikes J-rock, I know what the hell I'm talking about. For example: I hate clowns. I know that I hate clowns because...
1) I saw the movie 'IT' when I was young, scared the hell out of me.
2) They are far too happy. How can anyone look like that and be happy? They must be mental.
3) You can't see the face behind the canvas. J-rocker's wear a lot of make-up, but you can tell who is behind the mask. They are human, you can see it in their emotions and the way the act toward their fans. Clowns have ten-tons of makeup on and are constantly happy because they have no other choice.
4) Clowns are more often linked to crime and murder then they are to happiness and joy. I'm not particularly fond of happiness and joy, but I do kinda prefer it over crime and murder. ((I mean, don't we all?))\
5) Dreams. Bad dreams, horror nightmares added to my fear of clowns. We all have our nightmares so I'm sure you get my drift.
6) They make those little balloon animals and hats, but more often then not, the balloons pop while they are bending them. Can you imagine the pure horror in a child that is standing right beside one of those popping balloons?!? It's terrifing! That gives a kid a great reason for fearing and hating clowns right from the get-go.
Do you understand what I'm saying? I know why I hate clowns, 'Jebus' doesn't know why he/she hate's J-rockers. He/she hate's them just because they are different. Very different. They wear a dresses, platform shoes, makeup, fancy hair, and just happen to have a dick and no breasts.
That is another thing that gets me. We all know that 'Jebus' is just a funny way of meaning 'Jesus', the Messiah, Son of God, the person who will take us to Heaven, ect. And I know for damn sure that the person refering to themselves as 'Jebus' is not our Lord Jesus Chirst. I am not religous, far from it, but I am still a Christian. A Southern Christian, no doubt, and I take my religion seriously, even though I do not attend church, read the Bible regularly, or hang with a youth group. I may not be the most educated person on the Bible, but I know that a human is not supposed to refer to themselves as Jesus Christ, especially a person such as 'Jebus'. I do not believe Jesus, himself, is so blind and narrow-minded.
I don't know why or how 'Jebus' has managed to stay on the web. And I don't understand why anyone, no matter how callous they may be, would ever build such a site and allow the public to view it.

Subject #2 - Arrogance (08/24/2002)

Asura brought up a very good topic for me to write about this evening. I was sitting at the computer, stumped about what to write about, because I felt it was time for another column, and Asura had just finished arguing with Mama. While she and Mama were arguing, I was ignoring them and acting as I normally do when I don't care and blandly said smart ass comments when asked questions.
Well, after they had finished, she walked into the computer room, kind of void of emotion, but she had that angry/vengeful, yet slightly depressed look in her expression. Oh, she looks at me with evil eyes all the time, so I thought nothing of it. The she asked me if I had written any articals lately and I said I've been trying to think of a good topic. She said, "Why not write about arrogance?" And I said, "What do you mean?" She answered, "Since you are so very arrogant, and you know so much about it, why not write about that?" I replied, "Oh, so like an artical on arrogance from an arrogant persons point of view." She looked at me snidely and said, "Yes."
So, here I am, at a new crossroads of sorts, and about to venture forth into a part of myself that everyone despises, except me.
To begin, arrogance is not intentional. Arrogant people do not necessarily mean to hurt those around them, we really can't help it. We just don't care. And you all must understand, that more often then not, we cannot help ourselves. We do not understand our emotions enough to block out our condescending nature.
That's the main focus right there, we do not understand our emotions. We don't know the difference between what it's like to feel happy or what it's like to feel sad. It's all the same, there is no seperation for the two feelings. This may not be the case with all egotistical people, but it is the case with me and so it is the only way I know how to explain.
It's not that we don't love our family and friends, because we do, it's just that we are awful at expressing our emotions and since we don't know how, we usually act callous and stuck-up. Even though we love these people, one thing is true, we don't care. We don't care about what people feel, even our family and friends. We don't want to hear about others problems, we don't want anyone standing in our way, and we don't want to be understood. Hell, we don't even care about being tolorated. Why? Because we see everyone as weak and pathetic. I know I am contridictiong the entire artical with that paragraph, but it is very true. And I can't even begin to explain to you why we don't care, it's just the only emotion inside of us that makes any sense.
It's the ony way we know how to express ourselves and not sound weak. Weakness is something we just cannot comprehend, as hard as we try. And we do not like weak people. What do I mean by weak people? Oh, you know, the general populas. Everyone who falls in love, gets married, has kids, cries at funerals, laughs at a joke, is nice to people, basically everyone, except ourselves.
See? I'm being arrogant.
And, the thing we usually value most in ourselves, is our quick wit and sharp tongue. We can spit out an insult or come-back so fast that we paper cut our competition. And I must say, most of us are very good at slicing with our words. The only problem is, we frequently do it without thinking. I'll use myself as an example. I get in fights with my Daddy a lot and when fighting him, I say things without thinking, as most do. But I end up pissing him off beyond all comprehension. He sends me to my room or just leaves, you know typical behavoir. I listen to Mama and Daddy argue about how Asura and I don't appriciate anything and all we care about is that, and I quote, "Queer Japanese shit". Afterwards, my Mama comes and talks to me and says, "Why did you say that?! You just pissed him off worse." By this time Asura has already yelled the Hell out of me and I told her the same thing I was about to tell Mama. I look up at her, my expression calm as always and say, "What did I say?" or "I didn't mean to." But my voice is as if nothing had happened. Of course seeing the way I am handling the situation, Mama says, "Do you even care that Daddy and I might be getting a divorce over this shit?" Well, me being me after all, I answer, "No, because I know you won't." And I return to looking at my book or drawing or magazine. Mama looks at me, eyes as big as hockey pucks. "Why do you say that?" I reply, "Because we've been through this ten-million times and you and Daddy have never gotten a divorce. I don't expect it this time." Eventually Mama just shakes her head angrily and storms out.
((I probably make my parents sound awful. They are not, by any means, terrible and unloving parents. They are wonderful and the best perents anyone could ever hope for and I know they love Asura and I very much. We just happen to argue with them a lot because we are so different and so much alike.))
But, do you see what I mean? We dig our own graves and don't even care.
Why are people arrogant? God, there are so many different explainations. Because they want to be, because they have to be, because that's what they were taught to be.
My parents, grandparents, friends, teachers, ect. have always told me I was years ahead of my peers in intellegance and far too talented for my own good. I was told this more then anything else and it kind of began to stick. It's not that I wasn't arrogant before, but I wasn't such a bitch, I guess. I really can't remember anytime in my life where I wasn't mean to people. But my test scores have always been very high, I can do things extremely well at my age that people 30 years older then me have been trying to do all their lives. I believe I have every right to be arrogant, but hey, that's just me.
Anyway, egotistical people are usually just confused, jaded, and lonely souls. Not lonely as in they want a companion, but lonely as in they don't know what they want out of life. Many just fly by the seat of their pants.

Subject #3 - "The Queen of the Damned": The Movie (09/05/2002)

............... I really don't know what to say about this movie. I guess the only two words that could discribe it are: It sucked.
Forgive me, those who haven't read the book and truely enjoyed that terrible motion picture. I am only half way through the Anne Rice book myself. But I still know a great deal about the storyline and it's characters, even though I haven't completed it. And one thing in particular bothered me about the movie-- besides the lack of a narrative-based plot, pitiful acting, hard to follow storyline, and awful interpritation of Armand (shall we not go there?)-- and I know I wasn't the only one to notice this major glitch. It really was major because...
WHERE THE HELL WAS LOUIS?!
You know, Louis don't you? The third vampire created by Lestat, narrator in 'Interview with the Vampire', portrayed by Brad Pitt in the movie 'Interview with the Vampire', and Lestat's perfect mate? I sat in my seat and waited patiently the entire movie for Louis. Everytime a new scene would pop-up, I would look at the T.V. and say to Asura, "Where is Louis?!" She would sigh and say, "I don't know." (She didn't want to watch the movie, since she is not an Anne Rice fan, but was in the room with me because she was loading a very slow video and wanted to waste time.) When the ending scene finally came-- (the one where Jesse and Lestat walk off hand in hand *gag*)-- guess what? NO LOUIS!
I was more then pissed off, I was furious! I came so close to crushing the movie under my foot and dancing on the broken pieces of plastic! *sighs angrily* I love Louis, he is my favorite vampire in 'The Vampire Chronicles' and he wasn't in 'The Queen of the Damned' movie! "But he was in the book!" I sneered. "Why wasn't he in the movie?!" I argued with the tape, unbeknownest to me that it would not talk back. "Not even a sliver of Louis! Not a mention of his beautiful name! Not one of his elbow's or knee's to be seen! It's like he didn't exist!" When for damn sure he did! Who was featured on in the last page of the book talking to Lestat? Louis! So was he in the movie?!? Nope, not at all.
And where was Gabrielle? And Daniel? I'm not saying that I liked the birth-mother of Lestat (she is better then Jesse though), but she was pretty cool. And what happened to this 'boy' that Armand loved so? They weren't in the movie either. So, just to clear things up, let's name the vampies they did mention... Lestat, of course, and Armand, Marius, Pandora, Khayman, Mael, and Maharet. But no Gabrielle, Louis or Daniel. (That's all the vamps I know were in the movie and were in the book too, but that is still a huge cut of characters.)
Oh! And what the hell does it mean when Lestat says, "Marius was my maker." The fuck?!?!? Any idiot who read 'The Vampire Lestat' knows that Lestat was created by Magnus! Magnus, damnit! They read the wrong 'M' name! (Lord knows, there are quite a few of them.) Marius created Armand! Not Lestat. *groans* Why did they waste money in making that movie?
Alright, next problem, in the movie they show five members of The Vampire Lestat band, instead of the book-noted four. I actually like this change, but it is still a problem. As we know, The Vampire Lestat's members were Alex, Larry, Tough Cookie and Lestat. Alex played drums, Larry played keyboards, Tough Cookie played guitar and Lestat sang. I noticed, and complained, about the band not having a bass player. To me, bassist's are crucial to the sound of music and they did add a nameless bassist in the movie. Atleast I think it was a bassist, I was to busy drooling over Lestat's (Stuart Townsand) tummy. ^^;;; So I guess that is a plus for the movie. (The bassist, not Lestat's taut tummy. -_-;;;)
Now then, what about The Twins? I have no clue who they are yet since I haven't gotten to that part of the book, but they weren't in the film at all. Before I watched it, I was sooooo worried because I didn't want to spoil the whole 'Twins' story... Weeeeeeeell, I don't have to worry about that, now do I?
On to further fuck ups, such as... Akasha's appearance. Her powers first appeared at the concert/car ride where she lit all the evil young vampires on fire when they attacked Lestat. Not at the Dracula's Daughter, that she burnt to the ground of-so-evilly in the movie. Atleast I think she appeared there first... *opens book to make sure*... I'm correct. If the Dracula's Daughter did burn to the ground as the movie depicted, I haven't read it yet in the book. She did arrive at the concert, but it was a little off. I just don't know how to explain this entire screw up for you guys.
They cut so much out of the movie and left a huge, open hole in the plot that essentially should have been filled. I wonder how Anne Rice felt about the entire thing. I mean, 'The Queen of the Damned' is the best book out of the entire 'Vampire Chronicles'. It was also the biggest of all the books in the 'Vampire Chronicles'. I mean, it's so thick it needed a 4-hour movie to cover half of it. But seeing as the director and screen-writer thought it only needed 1 hour and 41 minutes to cover everything important, we will never know how great the true motion picture could have been.

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