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Bitchrant: Star Trek - SPOILERS »
Faith | 1 Comment | Reviews
I should’ve posted this earlier, but I didn’t because I’ve been swamped but I lurve Star Trek. I saw the film the Monday after opening weekend and I really loved the thing, my issues almost all surround Abrams, what with me hating him and all. (Someone should hold him down and feed him Cloverfield and Lost. I mean it.)
The gist of my love for the film is that Nimoy was Spock (effortlessly, I might add), the cast was great and I’m not officially a fan of Zach Quinto and Chris Pine. Cho and Pegg stole the show!
But this wouldn’t be a Shibuya post without some good, old fashioned bitching and ranting, now would it? I’ve got a huge beef with this film. What’s that, you ask? Why, it’s the fans, of course. I hate the fans.
No, I don’t hate Trek fans as a general rule, heck I’m one of them. I hate the fans of the rebooted 2009 Star Trek film. Because they’re a bunch of freaking retards.
The things they complain about are insane. First of all, wtf is with all the hate for John Cho? Dude, this is John Cho, how can you hate John Cho? Granted, Sulu was (and the character remains, as far as I’m aware) Japanese and John is Korean. So what? So racism? Really? I call reverse racism.
I’ve kind of got a beef with people making a racist issue out of this. I think it’s kind of racist in itself, even if it’s not meant to be, because this is a case of things having to be too fucking PC or nothing. I think Cho was right for the part, and Sulu was originally Japanese because George Dakai was Japanese not the other way around (according to Dakai that is). He told John Cho that Sulu was meant to represent all of Asia on board the Enterprise because the Sulu Sea (which Sulu is named for) touches many Asian countries. To call foul on that is bullshit and everyone who’s not so scared they’ll be called a racist that they’d poopoo anything knows it.
Numero two, Uhura. Apparently, according to some jagoff’s Uhura is a huge whore because of her budding relationship with Spock, on top of which is the FACT that she’s angry and arrogant because she displays strength instead of being resigned to a glorified switchboard operator.
The whole idea that Uhura is some kind of whore entirely based on that film and or that relationship is insane to me. I’ve heard so much bad press and a lot of chick fight-style catty remarks about her, and I wonder if it’s got more to do with Saldana than it does Uhura. Either way, whatever it is these people are seeing in the character that supposedly makes her a slut, I’m not seeing it. And yet no one’s saying anything of the vein to me about the half naked Orion chick Kirk was banging at Starfleet Academy. I vote Kirk is a whore, thanks so very much.
Since we’re talking about Sulu and Uhura anyway, how about this. Why is no one bitching that Saldana is Puerto Rican, Dominican, Indian, Irish and Lebanese with some Jamaican thrown in there but Nyota Uhura is from the United States of Africa and is either Bantu or Swahili. Why is that not being bitched about? Why? Because she’s obviously black, that’s why, and I guess it’s racist to think a Korean can play a Japanese man but not to think that all black people look alike. You people should be fucking ashamed of yourselves. I love Star Trek!
The Parent Trap. No, The Real One. »
Faith | 2 Comments | Ranting
You know, the one where you’re trapped for eternity and it just so happens that your mother is there? Yeah, that one. For the love of Odin, that woman needs to get the hell out of my life, I’m a grown ass lady! Why the hell won’t she just leave me alone? And don’t give me all that she’s my mother and she loves me BS, not every mother loves their children and mine’s living proof of that.
She calls me out of the blue today to tell me that she’s already promised her friend that I’ll take care of her mentally/physically handicapped sister. Okay, that’s fine, I can handle that. For how long? Thursday, she tells me. What does that mean? Thursday is not a proper response to the question, “For how long?” - is it? Then she says UNTIL Thursday. Well, wtf does that mean?
Finally (after almost a half an hour of arguing) she comes to the chase. She promised her friend that I’d go down there today and stay until Friday morning. Plus the take-care-ee in question can’t be left alone for even a few minutes and I have no transportation, so that means I’d be in that house by myself for a week without my own groceries. And no, I am not the kind of person who goes to someone’s house and thinks it’s fine to eat out of their fridge.
Well, obviously, I went off the deep end because my mother does this all the time. See, she doesn’t ever think twice about promising someone else’s help without asking them because she likes being a big shot (she once tried to snap her fingers at her boss to get him to bring her a cup of Joe, and no that’s not a joke), and most of her promises end up keeping me busy for days or weeks, and cost me money in the process. It’s not that she doesn’t think I’m busy, which I am, it’s that she doesn’t give a flying crap if I am or not. She just doesn’t care.
Everyone’s time is her time, everyone’s business is her business, everyone’s money is her money. If you have a talent, knack or know a craft? Don’t let her know, you’ll end up doing it for free for the rest of your life. I kind of wish that my hatred of her was enough to make me go back on every promise I’d ever made. I realize that family is all important to my people, but this is ridiculous.
I’m so glad I’m not Wiccan, because I wish so much ill on that bitch. It’s not that I don’t care if something bad happens to her, because wanting it to happen is technically caring. So I do care. She better not come by here tonight or by Odin I’ll share, too.
Faith is a Hater. For realz, yo. »
Faith | 5 Comments | Pew, Ranting, Shibuya
I’m tired, and my back hurts, and I hate chickens (even the delicious ones). And, no, I will not break that down any further than saying that living in farm country is really starting to peeve me. Well, not starting… Don’t confuse me! Do I edit your copy?
I’ve been away from general blogging for almost a month, I say general meaning this blog which be-ith my main source of ranting on the interwebs. I don’t even know what’s up with me, I know I said I wouldn’t let myself fall into the habit of messing with my blog to keep the web Nazis off my back but every time I look at this horrible theme, I think in the back of my mind that this is exactly what I’ve done. I can’t make this look the way I want it to, because it’s very make up goes against everything I believe. I almost want to make it as invalid as possible now, as unreadable, dark and weird as possible just to piss them off. But see, that would be me working for their ends again and, to be honest, I really don’t have the time.
What gets me is that I don’t know that I care all that much. In either direction. There was a point in time when I could almost give a crap but these last few years have beaten that out of me entirely. The only thing I care about now, blog-wise, is being a general hater. Which, to be honest, is all I am in real life.
I don’t even go to other blogs anymore, and I haven’t since I quit that whining, bitching, arrogant, ego-driven baby-fest of a forum who shall remain nameless. And I think, now that I’m away from those brats (who sit online for hours looking for websites that don’t do things the way they do so they can blast them and giggle like cheerleaders laughing at the fat kid), I’m kind of worried that I’ll end up on one of those “I’m elite because I follow rules which I made up specifically so that I could be all elite!” blogs that I love so much and then, knowing me, I’ll say something and it’ll start something. And that, to be honest, will take take time out of my day. Ugh. Way to ruin the web, you hypocritic bastages.
