Rrrepresentin’ ins Ghetto.

So, what started as a single video of Hitler rapping (below) has now formed into a showcase of all the musical representations of the worst man that has ever lived (other than Rudy Giuliani). It is interesting to see what people do to someone that was so feared. Here are a few of my favorites.

1.(Biggy Smalls)“Oh my god, I’m dropping shit like a pigeon!” is hilarious.

2. (Mel Brooks) Jewish Person + Adolf Hilter= Aaawkward

3. This isn’t a song, but I think this is also hilarious. (Footage taken from the film Downfall I reccomend it to anyone. A wonderful film that looks into Hitler’s world toward the end of WW2)

aaand then there’s this:

Magyarország

Now I hate the terrists just as much as the next guy. But I have never felt the need to grab a couple of my best friends and hang out speaking rap about how much war is a bummer. Hungarian rapper “Speak” ( a terribly appropriate name for his style of melodic intrusion) apparently does not get a kick out of war, and wants to share it with you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, SPEAK:

Change the Headline

If I see the word “CHANGE” on one more goddamn political placard, sign, tshirt, bumper sticker, wig, tie, pinkie, toe, nose etc, I am going to change my mind about the death penalty. Of course there is change! It is an election!

It should say ” Hey, I actually give a rat’s ass about you”.

That is all.

Sigh.

Scott Ritter, a former UNSCOM weapons inspector, was the single individual who, before the war, stuck his neck out stated that Iraq did NOT possess WMD. He was all over national TV with this message but was dismissed as heretic. I hope that someone in the White House figures out that he may need to listen to the experts!

Friday Food Scion #1

Well mom, this one’s for you.

Tonight, for the first ever Friday Food Scion:

FALAFEL PITA BUDDIES!
(Falafel, Pitas, Feta Cheese, Homemade Yogurt Sauce, Cucumbers, and Tomatoes)

Bill O’Reilly would be proud. Our own little slices of “homegrown terrorism” were absolutely delicious and filling. I even have some for work tomorrow! We used the Casbah Falafel Mix this time, but I might make them from total scratch next time.

Iran to the library

So here’s the deal. Iran is not as bad as everyone says it is. Do I know this because I have traveled extensively throughout the country? No. Is it because I have a fluent knowledge of the language and culture of Iran? Nein.
Then how could I know that?

Simple.

Because the United States is acting like a jerk. This is the same mentality as someone constantly teasing you until finally you snap. Thankfully neither country has yet, but know our man in the White House, I am sure he will try to pop a shot soon.

Currently, I am working on my senior project. It highlights the relationship the United States has with Iran and why every single citizen of either country needs to pay attention and “get off their high horse and get their heads out of their respective asses”. I’ll post more later, at this point it is all a mountain of research.

The whole idea came from my Senior Thesis titled Persian Immersion: Why American Design Students Should Study Iranian Graphic Design. It brought to light a major fact that most Americans, particularly students, just take whatever is handed to them and pay little attention to the world around them. I had to put a stop to it. I will try and post a PDF or something of my thesis, but I doubt anyone is going to want to read it. If you do, let me know.

All My Homies in the House Say “Yeea-uhh!”

There comes a time in ever college student’s life when there is the overwhelming need to put on a pair of cross-eye-inducing, pupil magnifying, kaleidoscope enhanced “Space Specs”. I bought these little puppies for a White Elephant Christmas Gift Exchange Super Extravaganza. They were instantly popular, and a mandate was put forth that everyone in attendance was to try them on and have a few photos taken for posterity. Vanessa and I brought some pretty rocking gifts. I, the specs, she, a homemade artist’s magnet from Blue Bottle Art Gallery.
up here on wonderful condo-ridden Capitol Hill, Seattle.

I am a big fan of what they do.

New Hampshire:

You’re dead to me.
New Hampshire? I have no New Hampshire.

Live Free or Die my Ass.

Dear Iowa,

In their infinite wisdom (stupidity?), Iowa caucus-goers have put Mike Huckabee as their top man.

Why Iowa? Why?

However, I cannot stay mad at you. 10% of you voted for Ron Paul. Thank you! Thank you!
that beats the 4% that Ghouliani got! HA HA!

I am still mad at you Iowa.
Wyoming, nobody cares about you. I know you were the first state in the union to grant women the right to vote, but you better not fuck this up.

NEW HAMPSHIRE: This is all on you. I know you will do me proud.

Resolutions

You don’t care, I know. It’s like explaining a dream to someone. Bear with me. I need to make a list for myself and this was handy.

1. Learn some of these languages:
SEMI-CHECK! Italian (Italian course at Ai for 3 months)
Arabic
Farsi/Persian
Polish
Dutch
Romanian/Moldovan
Russian

CHECK! 2. GRADUATE WITH MY BFA! (EDIT: MISSION ACCOMPLISHED: 13 JUNE 2008)

3. Visit some foreign country (not counting Canada or Mexico)

CHECK! 4. Read a book that has nothing to do with Military History The English Translation of the Meaning of Al-Qur’an. EDIT: I have read at least 6 books in the last month that have nothing to do with Military History. Timequake, The Phantom Tollbooth, Lolita, The Jungle, Candide, and am working on completing Valley of the Dolls, so: On a roll!

I know I have more, but I can’t think of them… those are going to fall to the wayside, I can feel it. I’ll add them if I remember them.