I’m serious about this issue, it’s bad. Very bad.
Here’s an article by Lifehacker getting into the depth of the stuff, only making it a lot more understandable.
Basically, everything I said in my post, said way better. Hurrah.
[via lifehacker. (obvs)]
Brofist for getting an Icelandic singer to sing for the movie’s soundtrack.
Too legit.
[via io9.]
(aka. America)
A few days ago, the FCC released that they were going to allow corporate sponsorship online. What that basically means, is that if you use more, buy more, play more, or anything more, you pay more. Not you or me directly, maybe, but the content providers and distributors—YouTube, Google, Yahoo—and that’s not even going into the smaller digital content websites who rely on having efficient access to their content in order for them to profit from it.
This means that Internet Service Providers now have the power to limit, censor or block any content that they feel isn’t what they want being sent down their lines, so they can allocate their bandwidth allowances the highest payers, so they (the content guys) can get their shit sent faster down the line to the front end; the consumer.
Huffington Post—I know, it’s not the best source, but I’m gonna go ahead and jump on this bandwagon, if only for the moment—stated the three reasons why this is pretty much bullshit, and you can get the link right here to read more up on it, cause my voice is reason is probably not the best to follow, but don’t let that stop you from hearing me out.
Huff Post is really adamant about the ‘we demand free, equal internet you capitalist bastards’ and I’m not really opposed to that kind of mindset. To me, breaking it down into its bare bones reveals one thing—the big guys are taking advantage of the little guys, and leaving them in the dust. Where have we seen that before?
Oh yeah. All the fucking time.
But it’s different here, at least I think so. I’m not Internet economics expert, or a guru on Net Neutrality, hell the term is confusing as it is, but I know for a fact that the Internet is one big fucking thing, and the adverse effects of this move, while not apparent now, will be apparent later.
Very, very apparent.
My guess is a lot of lag, a lot of unavailable websites, and hell, we’ll probably end up paying even more for a set amount of bandwidth space we’re allowed to have per month. These are just wild guesses, but I use the Internet a lot, so I’m gonna assume these are realistic scenarios, and ones that will piss me off.
Net Neutrality, as I understand it (not very well), is the concept of data that is sent through the net—text, video, image, anything—should be charged, like a tollbooth, the same rate. The whole debate is a debate on discrimination of data, in that those content providers and distributors that are the main creators and handlers of that data are now going to have big giant painful things stuck up them by the carriers, who handle how that data gets to you and I.
At first, when we get the ‘message’ it really appears that we shouldn’t care, but the carriers like a cab service they’re at the control room, sending out cabs. Some of those cabs are shitty fucking '86 Daewoos, and other ones, that the carrier can afford getting to you because someone else is paying them a shitton, is a Bugatti Veyron and arrives in style.
Fuck that, give everybody an Accord to get them. Shit.
Politically, this is not right wing, but it’s not left wing either, I mean, government control and all, but it’s the wrong type—this isn’t social aid funding or welfare development, this is corporate sector involvement, not to limit big business getting in the way, but freeing it up so they can fuck with our lives.
So, anybody fancy a cup of tea?
All in all, I blame Obama.
No, I’m joking, but it is kind of his fault. The dude hasn’t really done much except be black and talk about shit that he’s gonna do.
And then not do it.
Fuck you, man.
It’s his Christmas present to the digital world, and it’s a day late. Typical.
Nah, he’s a cool guy, but still, I have to put my hands up in the air sometimes, and say:
Like seriously man, the Internet’s gonna die.
It’s gonna die, man!
I don’t want it to die. =(
[via 4chan’s /v/ board originally, but the thread’s gone now, losers.]
Another cross-dimensional confrontation between iconic characters from two very memorable universes? Yes, please.
I have the original Street Fighter 2 from Wii Arcade, and I found out I sucked within thirty seconds of playing it. All I did was choose Dhalism and stretch my arms really far cause it looked hilarious. Now you can do it in here with Super Skrull—though you can obviously tell it was a cheap way to get the Fantastic Four in without putting them in.
I digress, there’s a lot of new faces. New, awesome, stylistic distinctive faces, and they’re all beating the shit out of each other in these episodic trailers. I like how the heroes and villains from each kind of universe (eg. Chris Redfield and Wesker; points for whoever guesses who these guys are from) still have their thematic goals implied in the trailer. NEAT-O, in my opinion.
Also, while I prefer DC over Marvel, these Marvel heroes and villains look incredibly badass, especially Deadpool vs. Dante; ohmygodjizzonscreen-worthy indeed.
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
That means I’m excited!
Will I get the game? Probably not. I’ll just watch this enough times that I start dreaming fight sequences. Awesome.
Happy Boxing Day.
Seeing a post from The Witness Report today got me thinking, combined with my recognizing the post from something else.
The way the definition is designed is open-ended for a reason, the French are clever like that. Literally, it translates to ‘staircase wit’, when you leave an argument or exchange and then find something really good to reply back with and look smart, but alas, you’ve left the conversation and you end up really pissed off that you didn’t get to say it during the conversation.
Or, it could mean you’re talking to someone and can’t find any words to express what you’re feeling, and then you leave, and realize everything you couldn’t when you were facing her, or him, and your heart starts aching because you know you’ll never be able to find those words when you’re looking at her or him, and it hurts, probably a lot.
Those damn Frenchies.
At any rate, The Witness Report intrigued me after I read that post from a few days ago, because I saw some article on the internet about those kinds of words—words that have no equivalent ones in the English language; those that are untranslatable.
Everything I said prior relating to the base knowledge of that French phrase I just got from five minutes of Googleing—by no means am I actually knowledgeable in any field related to anything regarding this. But I’m just saying.
It’s pretty cool.
This link provides more examples of untranslatable words from around the world, with languages like German, Portuguese, Eskimo, Scottish, and others. Surprisingly not ‘l’espirt de l’escalier’ but I guess it’s special like that.
At any rate, check out the link. Good way to spend ten minutes on your Christmas Day. I had dinner yesterday, on Christmas Eve. Are we supposed to have Christmas Dinner the night before? My family always does, but we’re not white so I don’t think we’ll be socially reprimanded for doing such if its incorrect. But I always wondered.
Someone enlighten me. I’m now completely on a different path with this post.
Back on track. Untranslatable words. They’re a book on it too, apparently by C.J Moore called 'In Other Words’ that talks all about this language barrier shenanigans. Bet it’s worth the read.
Merry Christmas, kids. Go say something you can’t say in English to your family.
Also, Witness, this is a shoutout to you, Merry Christmas to you!
Bringing it back. You’re welcome.
Thought of You from Ryan J Woodward on Vimeo.
Each time I watch it I interpret it a different way.
Fuck yeah, art.
Also, Merry Christmas.
Who woulda thunk it?
I punched myself for typing that.
I like Star Wars. Adidas likes Star Wars.
Stop everything.
But it’s 8am in the morning on a Monday where it’s finally snowy outside and school is over, so it makes everything okay and if you say otherwise, well then I’m not going to like you very much.
No, I haven’t given up on this blog, I’ve just been busy with life so this little project had to take a seat on the bench while I take care of things that actually mattered in my life—despite this little project being, in reality, pretty important to my development of some sort or another, probably more so creatively than mentally or physically. Saying that, I’m gonna put it out there to anyone who reads this that I probably won’t drop this neat little thing for a while. That’s the good news.
You’d think there’d be bad news after saying something like that, but you’re mistaken and I just pulled your chain and you enjoyed it because I said so, I don’t know why I’m so hostile right now I’m actually enjoying my day so far.
So I’m gonna change things up a bit, and set a different tone for this post because It’s not going anywhere positive right about now. Let’s start with some questions you might have about my absence.
Where was I?
School. Ryerson University—yeah, I know, but wait—in Radio and Television Arts, so it makes it okay. More on that later.
You couldn’t post in your free time?
I could have, I just didn’t. Deal.
Are you going to make up for the posts you lacked in the last months?
That’s a stupid question, shut up, no I’m not going to.
So that settles that, and I can move on.
I’m throwing the idea in my head right now, but I might start writing again with those little fan-fictiony serialized stories about zombies or Star Wars or whatever pops into my head that I feel I should write about. Those might make a comeback, or I might develop newer stories and post them on here, adding to the piling writing cue I have set up for me, which really isn’t a healthy thing to have, I think.
Despite that possibility, I have a month free to decide what I’m going to do, which is a perk of being in a ‘university’ program.
If you know me, I’m a man of my word.
If you actually know me, you know that’s a lie.
At any rate, if I say ‘stay tuned on the blog for more posts’ I hope that you actually will follow through with that, because that’s what life is all about. The follow-through.
Or something.
Well, here’s a list so I can stop making things up as I go along.
Are you excited? (Y/Y)
I don’t want to say I’m back, cause that’s cheesy.
But I’m back.
