a99kitten's Musings

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I’m wondering where is the outrage for stuff like this when it is finally ferreted out? So “we” (the “99%” which I would never be part of no matter how much I had or didn’t have) are supposed to be so outraged because the evil rich people: banks, Wall Street, corporations, etc are so horrible and evil and bad and how they have ruined the world? But stuff like this is OK?

The level of corruption that is rampant in unions and government is WAY more egregious in my opinion. Disgustingly so.  There are tons of stories like these. TONS. Just read a little about the boondoggle that is the California Teachers Union. Good grief. But hey – no big deal. Right?

Where is the outrage for things like this? Where are marches on Washington? Or your local governments? Or your corrupt unions? Oh wait…those are the same people currently occupying or supporting (and dirtying) Wall Street and other cities with their tent towns.

You want to protest? Fine. Go ahead. That’s a right granted by this GREAT nation (you know, the one you want to ruin.) But where does it say you have the right to camp out on city streets that are maintained for with tax dollars? And keep the police occupied so crime can be committed elsewhere? No – you are not entitled to that. Go home. And then come back.  This isn’t Woodstock. And it’s not Motel 6.

The fact that MTV is going to capitalize on the Occupy Wall Street BS by making a “True Life” reality/news segment for it shows this “movement” for what it really is – a circus sideshow.  Awesomely, MTV is owned by Viacom. You know, a big media conglomerate. Undoubtedly run by more of those evil rich people from Corporate America.

And President Obama? What Presidential campaign received more Wall Street dollars than any other in history? He might as well have run with a Goldman Sachs stamp of approval on his forehead. So where is the outrage OWSers? Just can’t reconcile protesting against all that  “Change” you voted in? Change my arse.

But why protest that.

I just finished watching the (DVRed) MTV VMAs. Here is what I learned…

1. I like Justin Bieber. Is he Paul McCartney? No. But no one is. Can he actually sing unlike 99% of the shitbirds pumped out into pop music? Yes. His YouTube videos sound better than most of crap MTV “professionally” puts out (when they bother with music at all.) Might that change when he hits puberty and his voice changes? Sure. So you can’t really blame him (and Usher) for cashing in now. Plus he reminds me of my little brother. When my brother was actually little.

2. I like Taylor Swift. I’ve liked her since her first song was put out on the internet. I’ve seen her live and know she can sing live and sound good. Does she have the range of Carrie Underwood? No. Does she have the best voice in the whole wide world? No. So. She has a pretty voice for the songs she does. Did you hear Rihanna with Eminem? She sounded like the cat whose tail is slammed in the door. Actually almost all of the singers on the show sounded like that. Plus Taylor actually comes across sweet and nice. So weird in the music industry. And frankly, I think country artists are the only ones left with real voices. Well, them and gospel singers.

3. I still like Eminem. I know he is very likely a freakazoid. But I don’t want to marry him, so I don’t care. He does have good stage presence.

4. No one cares, or will pay good money to see, “The Social Network” except desperate Justin Timberlake fans. Mark Zuckerburg simply doesn’t have that many groupies.

5. The majority of “pop” music created today is just that – created. Without the help of the studio most of these guys sound like crap. Pretty sure the Monkees could at least hit their notes.

6. I was really, really hoping a light fixture would have fallen in the hot tub set they had the Jersey Shore cast in…

All of this was learned while fast forwarding thru the 2+ hour show. It took 23 minutes from start to finish. Booyah.

p.s. I wish I could have 15 of those minutes back.