I spend my days reacting to decisions made by stupid people
Out in the sunshine, get in their way.
Although my mind is overactive it’s on the brink
I sit on a rock and I think
I’d rather be a nut than a case for a basket
The kids are dangerous cause they don’t know the rules yet
I’d rather be alive than a corpse in a casket
The kids are dangerous cause they don’t have the tools yet
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dangerous
I spend my days blocking out the intentions of stupid people
Taking up space, get in your face
I’m shaking hands with hidden agendas making believe with pretenders
Putting me in their place
I’d rather be an idiot than cry all the time
Addressing the problem is not a solution
And in the end I’ll be a corpse in a casket
The kids are dangerous cause they don’t know they’re dead yet
The kids are
The kids
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dangerous
The kids are
The kids are dangerous
The kids are gerous
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dangerous
The kids are dddddaaannnggggerous
A blog post titled “FACEBOOK: I WANT MY FRIENDS BACK” calls Facebook’s ‘promoted posts’ strategy “the single most misguided thing a major corporation has ever deliberately done, bar none, in the entire history of American capitalism and the world“. Published yesterday, the post has now gone viral, probably due to so many users, bloggers and small companies being fed up with needing to pay for their content to appear on their fans’ pages:
“Facebook has taken a pee in their own pool from quite a lofty height, turning vast armies of ‘influentials’ against the company, people who are now making plans—born of necessity—to bolt from that pool and to stop putting any effort there. Furthermore, Facebook’s greedy grab will have the knock-on effect of causing many blogs to simply throw in the towel, diminishing Facebook’s own business ecosystem and Facebook’s value to its own users to the point where only Axe Deodorant, Taco Bell and Nike will be showing up in your Facebook newsfeed, which after all, is pretty much the sole point of Facebook in the first place!”.
Author Richard Metzger concludes: “They’ve deliberately broken their own product’s biggest selling point” and asks “Whose idea was that?”
Contrary to what you may have read in The Guardian, not “everyone in Israel is talking about the British-American BBC comedy Episodes”. In fact, most Israelis have never heard of it and it certainly did not go ‘viral’. Nonetheless, what did go kinda-sorta viral is my little post about it, published three weeks ago on my blog, in which I apparently coined the phrase ‘pickled at great expense‘.
You see, blogging about minutia you can never be sure if you come off as clever or just petty. That’s why when someone ‘gets it’, when someone understands that some of these posts use insignificant events to talk about bigger things, that a post about a television show is actually about the increasing amount of responsibility we outsource to new technologies – that’s when I feel rewarded. Also, The Google.
Big bonus: Episodes’ lead actor Stephen Mangantweeting about it:
Here’s the relevant part from that episode. Have a little taste of this fly-under-the-radar comedy:
A British-American comedy starring Matt LeBlanc? Didn’t sound like much when I first began to watch it, but Showtime’s Episodes packs an unexpected punch. Its recent episode (s02e03) was funny yet moving, and also featured a brilliant reference to Friends. Towards the end, as the characters gathered in a cemetery, one headstone caught my eye:
At first the Hebrew words did not make any sense, until I realized the letters were in reverse order: left to right, instead of right to left. Then I realized that even when read in the right direction, the words, while in Hebrew, sounded like a machine-translated version of English phrases; Someone might say ‘he will be dearly missed’ but its literal translation to Hebrew comes out as ‘he was pickled at great expense‘. It only took a minute or so to reverse engineer this kerfuffle:
Yep! Someone at set design couldn’t find a Jew to save his life and decided to wing it. Which begs the question: Aren’t we running this joint?
