scarlet p
tuesday, september 4, 2001
well, i guess i won't go see jeepers creepers now. turns out that victor salva, convicted child molester, directed it.
yeah. that fact alone makes me not go see a movie. i feel confused just by finding out that he directed a movie i really liked, powder, as well.
"like you going or not matters, it's already #1 at the box office!"
of course, that's the same argument i get every now and then for being a vegetarian (i'm re-committing to this decision, btw, after having been slack the past year or so by eating some meat 4-5 times). "d'oh, it's not like it matters if you buy and eat it or not, the meat will just be sold to someone else anyways."
shrug. i don't claim to make much sense. i do think it's important to pick what feels right according to your own self. i don't abstain from meat (in whatever manner i'm able to at the time) because i think i'm saving animals. i don't boycott seeing a movie directed by a convicted pedophile because i think losing my $7 will have an impact on his life. i do it because i feel uncomfortable with the idea of contributing in any way to a situation with which i disagree.
i don't have my beliefs mapped, filed and color coded. i don't have solid thoughts that can stand any counter-thought. i'm highly conflicted on everything from abortion (despite being pro-choice) to death penalty (against it) and all other major issues in life. bring something up to discussion and watch me wiggle and weigh back and forth not knowing which foot to stand firmly on the ground with. i'm wishy-washy. i allow myself to stick to gut-decisions but also reserve the right to abruptly back down.
what can i say? i'm wishy-washy. and that i do stand by. until someone brings up some valid arguments against it. heh. is it a wonder my favourite walt whitman quote (and seriously probably the only literary quote i know by heart, which is astonishing considering my siv-like memory) is: "do I contradict myself?/very well then I contradict myself,/I am large, I contain multitudes."
so. no jeepers creepers for me. and no O either, but the only reason for that is that my friend gene told me it wasn't so good. i do make regular movie decisions as well. heh.
okay, whatever. just mentioning. it's been a long day. a day filled with carrots (my new obsession - raw, unpeeled carrots. i've eaten about 5-6 today alone) and cookies (went on a sudden cookie-run with a friend in between classes). need rest. weird keroten/sugar rush maybe?
lastly, and very unrelatedly, watching vh-1's behind the music on Queen, i only have one question: how the HELLLLLL were freddie mercury able to become a glam rock star in the first place with THAT humongous speech-impeeding rabbit over-bite? it's truly fascinating, and weren't that noticable when he performed from what i can tell, but in interviews? whoa. :)! impressing. ooo. i've got an urge to find and watch flash gordon now. frrk! �� 11:039 p.m.
