Repo! The Genetic Opera

Many of you know about the movie Repo! The Genetic Opera.

For those of you who don’t know about it, it’s a Rock opera that was originally a stage-play, and then was captured for film.

The movie includes many famous actors/actresses, including Alexa Vega (Shilo), Anthony Head (Repo Man, Nathan), Sarah Brightman (Blind Mag), Terrance Zdunich (Graverobber), Paul Sorvino (Rotti), Paris Hilton (Amber Sweet), Bill Moseley (Luigi), and Nivek Ogre (Pavi).

Repo! Theatrical Trailer

It’s a fantastic movie, and if you haven’t seen it yet, you should go watch it.

And now for the reason I am bringing up this movie;

I was doing some research on the actors in the movie that I had never seen before and Nivek Ogre, who plays one of my favorite characters, Pavi, is in a band that started in the eighties called “Skinny Puppy.” Their music is fantastic, especially if you enjoy the music from the movie, or if you like progressive-style techno. For an example of their music, watch the video for their song “Pro-Test”

Nivek is also in a band called “OhGr.” Also good music. Very similar to Skinny Puppy. For an example of OhGr’s music, see the video for “Cracker”:

Great movie, great bands. Just all around greatness.

Seriously, M.B.

“Ask a Gentern who they prefer, ten-out-of-nine will say ‘The Pavi!’” – Pavi Largo, Repo! The Genetic Opera.

I'm going to ask a question...

That has been asked millions, perhaps trillions of times before.
I already know the answer to this question, but I also have another question that is a little harder to answer.

Question one:

Where does the wonderment, the excitement, and the strange but amazing way of thinking you had as a child disappear to?

Why does it have to go?

That's easy. It's because people are forced to think logically by the already mentioned Educational System. As well as their parents, who got it from the Educational System.

But...

is there a way to re-establish that kind of thinking?
A way to remove all sense of what is "logical," and move completely back to wonderment?

I can't think of one.
Can you?

If you can, please, e-mail me.

Ari-chan1@hotmail.com

Seriously, M.B.

How fucked up is your family's past?

I must say, mine is pretty much fucked over. My father, step-grandmother, and step-grandfather have all been in the newspaper (on the front page). My grandmother and grandfather are both insane. Half of my cousins were abused and neglected, the other half sexually assaulted. My mother has MS, and basically went blind for a week before we found out. I may possibly have suppressed memories of sexual abuse, and that's possibly why I'm so fucked in the head.

My inspiration for this post: In 1986, my father (un-named but there) was in the Fremont Argus newspaper and the San Jose Mercury News for being involved in a murder. No, he did not commit it himself, but get this: His girlfriend did. His squeeze at the time stabbed a foreign exchange student named Junko Owaki to death and stole $2,000 dollars from her.

Here's a portion of the article:

NOT ENEMIES, BUT FRIENDS SUSPECTED IN GIRL'S DEATH

Those who knew her best say that Japanese exchange student Junko "Jane" Owaki didn't have an enemy in the world.

But according to Fremont police, the 18-year-old Irvington High School senior, an aspiring artist and rock 'n' roll fan, did have some poorly chosen friends. It was Owaki's friends, they say, who slashed and stabbed her more than 50 times to steal $2,000 she had withdrawn from the bank to pay for automobile repairs.

The article later goes on to state that Gina (the squeeze) and her star football player boyfriend (My dad) dumped the body after Gina and her druggie friends killed Junko. Gina is still in jail to this day.

Seriously, M.B.

The Educational System...

Have any of you ever looked into the educational system? Like... really looked into the history of where it started?

If you haven't, you will now.

I learned something interesting today while I was talking to my good friend and teacher, Dominic.
He was explaining to me how the original idea of the educational system was created by Henry Ford,

to create the perfect worker.

Now, I want you to think back to High School. Did you ever feel like they were just trying to turn you into a mindless drone, out for nothing more than to get enough money to survive?

Of course you did. (And if you didn't... you are, or probably will end up being a mindless drone out for nothing more than getting enough money to survive.)

My friend Dominic is very... deeply insighted to the world of education. He became a teacher to do nothing more than teach young adults to think for themselves, and to fight for the creative process. He made a fantastic point today, and I can't explain it without quoting his exact words;

"What is the one thing I can not take from you? Think about it. No answers? Well, let's see. I can take your clothes, I can take your hair, I can take your life. The one thing I can never take from you... is what you have learned. Your knowledge. Sure, I can change it... give you bits of information to manipulate and change your mind for what I feel is better. That's what I'm doing right now. That's what the educational system has been doing ever since you started kindergarten... only they've been telling you only partially what you should know. Only the things they think you need to know, so that you can be a mindless drone, just like everone else. Why do you think they created the I.E.P.(Independent Educational Plan)? Because the people who aren't 'normal'... the people like you and me... we pose a threat. We are disrupting the peace of the perfect little world they have created. As far as they're concerned, we should be locked up in the looney bin with all the other true geniuses out there." - Dominic

Dominic is the most fantastic teacher I ever had. He doesn't actually have a teaching liscense, and he works at the tiny little run-down school I went to as a 'Visual Arts' teacher. Little do they know, he's teaching everyone much more than Visual Arts. But he figures he has nothing to lose. They can't take away his teaching liscense or anything.

Seriously, M.B.

Does it matter?

Someone asked me a question today.

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

My answer to that is:
I don't like to post my gender, or really give any hints towards it. It leaves more room for me to hear your unbiased opinions on my posts. And now, this question has led me to my next post;

Does it matter?

Many people will say that gender does matter. That men are stronger than women, that women are smarter than men... that men think from their penis, and women think from their brains. My personal opinion on that is: No, it doesn't matter. Not in the fact of knowledge. Logic is something that all people have, it's just the choice of whether or not people decide to use it.

This is the point where some people will be agreeing with me, some people will be thinking 'Well, women choose to use it more.', and some people will be thinking 'Women don't need logic to work in the kitchen.'

And those reactions right there, my friends, is why my gender will forever be a secret on this blog.

Seriously, M.B.
Any more questions? E-mail me at: Ari-chan1@hotmail.com

House: "Differential diagnosis is wrong for her."
Cameron: "Him."
House: "Him, her. Does it matter? Anyone here think it's a testicular problem?"

Negatively portrayed words...

Suicide.
Manipulation.
Insanity.
Death.
Drugs.

Reality.

What is the first thing you think when you see these words?
Your absolute first reaction?

Mine is: "Wow, I'm making this post depressing."

Why is that?
I think it's all because of one singular thing;

Religion.

And not in the sense of the word meaning: To do something over and over until it becomes religion.

I mean it in the sense of God, Jesus, and the church.

I mean, look at the word 'Manipulation.'
My first reaction to that is to cringe, and get angry at the thought of someone fucking with my mind.
Then I think about it.
If that word hadn't been used to describe something horrible to me by my parents, by my shrink, by the church. I wouldn't be having that reaction.
If that word hadn't been so negatively charged, I wouldn't be thinking, "Shit, my brain."
No, I'd be thinking "Yes! I am gaining more knowledge that is therefore changing my outlook on things for the better."

Contemplate it for a second.
Think about it. Really think.
Then, let me know your opinions.

Seriously, M.B.

"How come God gets credit whenever something good happens? Where was he when her heart stopped?" - House

People like this...

People like this: http://walkinggodsway.blogspot.com/

They fascinate me.
As much as I can't stand to be around them, I look up to them in a way that really makes no sense. I myself can not wrap my mind around a higher being creating us all, and I give major props to those who can. The people who are desperately searching for an answer (All of us), often find it in God, no matter how much they doubted in the past. I have always believed that God was only a being created by a fiction writer to help people who have a hard time living with no answer have peace of mind. I've tried, I truly have tried, to believe. I sat down and read the bible, I went to church every Sunday, I prayed, and I tried as hard as my mental capacity would allow to believe there was something. Every time I've tried, I have failed. I always come back to the conclusion that the story doesn't make sense.

For me, living without an answer isn't hard... It's confusing.

From the day we are born, to the day we die we are all given the answers to some of the hardest questions. The only question that I have never had answered without a long, contemplating pause beforehand is 'Do you believe in God?' Many people will get defensive. Many will want to know why you ask that. One thing I have never gotten is a straight answer... unless it is a simple, 'No.'

Seriously, M.B.

Sister: "Sister Augustine believes in things that aren't real..."

House: "I thought that was a job requirement for you people?"