30 June, 2007

29 June, 2007

I am not sure if Paris Hilton would make a very good Christian.

(This post used to have a picture of Big Bird.
Big Bird resembles Paris. Yellowish, long neck, pointy beak.
Plus the old Big Bird used to have google eyes that moved independently of each other.)
Paris Hilton
"I went to Catholic school as a child.
And I've always had a sense of spirituality,
but even more so now, after being in jail."

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Sure, she spent a month and a half not getting drilled in the ass, but that was court-ordered. Christianity is an inclusive religion, but that is more about the poor people and ethnics. Being a good Christian is hard and cokey heiresses aren't up to the task. Leave that to hungry, swarthy people.

I blame Ernesto P. Gideon.
My theory is she just doesn't have a lot of books. Because she lives in a hotel (doesn't she?) she had access to the Bible. If she picked up "Dragonriders of Pern" she would be focused, not on God, but on Thread.

Bible Hard
It is delectably inscrutable in parts. Her pea brain can't handle it.
I am not her biggest fan, but I don't want her to have a stroke.

A Lot of Fish in the Sea
There has got to be a more suitable religion:
Scientology: The anti-drug sci-fi moonies would love her so much they might look the other way about her occasional Mai-Tai.
Universal Unitarianism: Unitarians do not believe in the divinity of Christ, per se, but they are not nit-picky about it. And Universal Unitarians don't stickle big about anything! She could write her own ticket like she's used to.
Shinto: Shint-whaa-at!? Yeah, I said it. Shinto. She better worship her ancestors. If it weren't for them she'd be clerking at the CVS and trying to cover up a black eye with mascara. Now that lady would make a good Christian.
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27 June, 2007

Desecrators of the Pringles entry beware!

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I figured out something about Wikipedia vandals.
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I mapped the IP addresses of the people who messed with the Pringles entry. 64.107.75.2 is a sophomore at Seneca High in Seneca, IL. Seneca, IL being most famous as the poor man's Ottawa, IL. His list of "contributions" is all vandalism, much of it either prejudiced or citing the names of classmates he has crushes on. I think his first name is "Bo Matt." What a hick! The other IPs are 81.158.176.22 from Fauldhouse, GB and 62.136.13.249, in the middle of British nowhere, with the closest city being Appletreewick. Appletreewick! Hicks!

So Wikipedia vandals are hillbillies. An online British hillbilly is still just a hillbilly. Huh, Jes?

From now on I, Loland Kapuchinski, will take responsibility for the Pringles entry on Wikipedia.
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26 June, 2007

Novelty? You betcha!

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Put the Novelty Tops back in Novelty Tops
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...with these Novelty Tops!


Loland's Olde Shopppe

If me and my friends were in a gay frat instead of a regular frat...

These are the kind of things I think I would have heard more often:


Pussyfucker? Who you callin' pussyfucker, titty toucher?

Remember that time you barfed spaghetti all over that dude's cock?

C'mon man! We can't ALL shower at the same time!

Who took a jizz on my copy of Disco Brown Boys?!

I will fuck you so hard your butthole will look like a bomb went off in there.

Oh, yeah? Well I'm going to go Wu-Shu on your dick. You will be hopping around on top of the trees later.

And when we were really, really drunk:

You know, I think I'd fuck Elle Macpherson.

21 June, 2007

50 things I could have said to the bouncer but didn't

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I didn't get let into Kelly's Irish Times in DC last Sunday.

I have 2 American driver's licenses. One is not 100% legible, so I also carry an expired one. A fat kid said my 2 IDs needed to be legitible and he asked if I had a passport. The credit cards and blood donor card didn't help. I just stood there like I had phossy jaw until my parched mouth creaked 'Whatever, Mack.' I have been ruminating about a better line ever since.

Legitible? Maybe you should come up with a new descriptor first. Legimate, for instance.

Do you see this gray shit on my head? There wasn't a baby-powder storm. I wasn't just in a grade-school play, and Halloween is a whole different time of year.

They let me onto the plane to Reagan International, but not into an empty Irish bar. You run a tight ship, fat kid.

The terrorists won?

I hope this impresses these two old ladies you're not even talking to.

You're a gigantic ass. And not the good kind of gigantic ass.

Nice facial hair, you simian dolt. Are you running for the 1894 congress?

I think it's cute that here they let a mental retard bounce for them but I need a drink, so stand aside Mongo.

The civil war is over. Time to shave, Colonel.

Why is your belly and head so big when your wrists are so small and your arms are so short? Oh, I forgot, West Virginia and the Appalachians lie just to the west.

I bet you could kick my ass... in Pokemon Battle Revolution. Not much else. But Pokemon Battle Revolution? All you.

I'm older than your mother, not that I would have fucked that toxic skank anyways. To be fair, I guess I would have let her blow me, but only if none of my friends ever found out.

Is the bar filled to capacity by your fat ass, fatty? Huh, fatty fat fat? You're fat!

I know that this ID is a little faded. But I have all this other ID material. No, I don't have a passport. I came from Wisconsin. Wisconsin is in the United States. I swear. That's why that street over there is named Wisconsin.

All I want to go jihad on is a couple whiskies.

I could be your father. Knowing yo moms, I guess anyone could.

Is this because you have a tiny dick? No seriously. No I'm not trying to start a fight with you. I just want to know, for closure, if this is because you have a tiny dick.

Are all bouncers in DC this responsible? Are they all fat kids?

I see, you are an undercover homeland security officer. Thank you for protecting us. By the way, that is a clever disguise, going as a fat kid.

Young man, I can tell by your rosy cheeks and ginger hair that you are an Irish lad. You have probably been molested by priests, beat down mentally by a fat harridan mother, beat up physically by a tiny drunken father, and it has been difficult to reconcile your homosexual feelings toward your frat buddies but you sure hug a lot. You need to learn to be okay with that right now. Please don't take it out on me.

Are you sure I can't come into the bar? [slowly waving Snicker bar]
( I would have needed a Snicker bar for that one anyway.)

Is this for National Security? Is this because I don't look 21? Is this because this is the first and last time you will ever have any power?

I'll show you my passport if you show me your membership card to Little Fat Fucks of America. See, I don't need a passport, because I have 2 American driver's licenses and 2 American credit cards. Everyone knows I'm an American just like everyone knows you're a little fat fuck.

You know how to impress women? I didn't think so, and now you're down to refusing customers with four forms of ID.

I know that I'm going gray. Any fool can see that. But I just heard the stupidest thing and it's gotten a little grayer. Maybe I can get in the bar now?

I'm going to take that as a compliment to my youthful looks. And I hope you take this a compliment: You are a buttondick.

Are you the actual bouncer here or is the daycare here on recess? Those play sideburns look creepy. If I was your mom I wouldn't let you wear them.

You got 'legitimate' and 'legible' confused together. I think that's called "Dycklessxia."

Are you Irish? You know we all call you "White Niggers" even though you're not half as cool.

Legitible? I see, you were trying to say both 'legitimate' and 'legible' at the same time. I do that all the time! Like "Why don't you let me into the pubar, you dumpid fuckwang faggosexual queermo?"

What? The blood donor card always works! I am one of America's heroes! This works at hot clubs, with real bouncers. It's why I got the blood donor card!

I don't have a passport. I don't have a birth certificate. I only have these four pieces of ID which I guess are less-than legitible. I already pointed out the blood-donor card, you merciless walking french fry. Wait, I have the number for my high school. We can call for a transcript. Yay!

God, I admire you.

Passport? What country do you think this is?

Look. I'm sure back on the potato patch you were head potato. But here you are just a potato-faced potato man. You should get over this sad power trip, which frankly is very potato of you.

Your mom is a custodian that watches Nickelodeon.


If that is not 50 then you should not have believed me in the first place.

20 June, 2007

What's Up with Pringles?

Pringles: Days of Future Past
Pringles used to have a clean, tight, stylized logo that would have done Saul Bass proud.

He looks like an olde Austrian Pringelfuhrer.
I picture him pulling a pringelkart and applying fresh Pizzalicious dust to the pringel before it is served.

The bushy Pringelfuhrer moustache is to prevent him from inhaling too much jalapeno dust and contracting Pneumonoultramicroscopicjalapenocheetleconiosis, also known as the "Fever for the Flavor"



And this foppish dandy?
He looks like his toupeed head is about to pop.

I blame either the secret alliance of gay men and old ladies to sissify America (The Gloved Hand) or regular old corporate plotting--increase appeal to children, establish an early pattern of consumer Pringle-seeking. I am not against corporate plotting, per se, but this seems incompetent. The new Pringle man is not iconic. It is only white noise in a culture where the encephalic condition perceived as cuteness is becoming more and more pervasive. Are we turning Japanese? I really think so.


Pringles Select Gourmet Chips?
No way. Pringles, they come in a tube. It's what makes them Pringles. And they are flavored with dust and they can be blue or have words on them or taste like anything under the sun. But they do not come in a bag.



Pringles Online

The menu begins with a disconcerting look at how
many people do not have access to Pringles.
I feel bad for feeling bad that they only have the Soy Sauce and Consomme flavors in Japan and not here in America. Many of the people in these red areas are literally dying because they do not have access to Pringles or any other food.

The geniuses put yellow text on a yellow background, blocking out the colon (which is the opposite of what Fat-Free Pringles do).

Pringles have given me a lot of pleasure over the years. I guess it's my turn to give something back.



Einmal Gepoppt,
Nie Mehr Gestoppt

The German slogan for Pringles is "Einmal Gepoppt, Nie Mehr Gestoppt" I ran it through babelfish:
"Once, never more gepoppt stopped."
The Germans convey malaise even in their snack slogans.



Pringles is having a contest to spend a day with an American Idol finalist.

(Second prize is two days)

Fat-Free and Anal Leakage
This anal leakage was a great joke for stand-up comedians and talk show hosts. They are the type of people who enjoy saying "Anal Leakage" to people who enjoy hearing "Anal Leakage."
The reality of it is that Fat Free Pringles use a type of oil that will not be processed by your system. This may be a problem if you are a big fat pig who scarfs down a whole tube in one sitting. Or if you are so busy a person that you can not find the time to properly wipe your butt after going number two. I enjoy fat free potato chips, in moderation, and wish the backlash from anal leakage jokes hadn't killed their place in the market.


Kids Today!

Dang kids and their Wikipedia vandalizing. I feel like putting on black socks and sock suspenders, tucking my plaid shirt into my plaid shorts, and going out into the yard and shaking my fist. Did you vandalize Wikipedia when you were a kid? Never. Sure I vandalized the school. And the Open Pantry. But never an online wiki-based encyclopedia anyone can edit. It would never have occurred to me. Kids today!
And by 'Kids Today!' I mean kids today are fuckers. Sometimes some kid will get your Treo to work and the "Kids today!" then means they are great. This is different than that one.
These were listed as flavors in other countries:
Wikipedia entry on Pringles -- Edited by me, Loland Kapuchinski
I added "Funky Soy Sauce" to the Japan list. People have a right to know.
I removed tobacco from the list of South Korean flavors. It has overtones of prejudice, especially because the little buggers there do eat kimchi.
I am tempted to remove the whole section on Israel. I know they don't eat potato crisps there, only Christian babies. But they can play their little game. Yonis Magonis sounds fake though, and I doubt even a Jew would eat such a fake-sounding flavor potato crisp, so it's out.
I won't remove Gordon Muir, because I am not against a few little friends having a giggle. Mr. Muir is probably their principal.

600+ collection of tubes (?!):
http://pringlesfan.pr.funpic.de/collection2.htm

May the Schwartz be with you:
http://www.pringles.com/_starwars/fr_FR/index_fr.html

14 June, 2007

Loland Kapuchinski: Devil's Advocate

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Abducted teen DID NOT have it coming, WAS dressed like skank though.

This may be inappropriate, but the Kansas teen abducted from a Target parking lot and murdered last week was wearing short-shorts and a tank top. She did look pretty good in that Target surveillance video. Important to note: NO ONE looks rape/murder good, not even a drunk Famke Janssen in ripped up panties and calling you a fag.

I feel I can say that the guy who did this, Edwin Hall, should be castrated.

I hate to sound like Jerry Seinfeld, but...
What's the deal with castration? They don't even do this in Muslim countries. Isn't it pretty obvious that the double-dingus has a lil' somethin'-somethin' to do with violent crime? I can understand the post-WWII anti-eugenics spiel involved in the argument. Spiel is not the best word there, but this shegetz has me in a nut-choppin' mood, and I'm not looking for my thesaurus.

I'm not even saying "Make it hurt"
I'm saying medically remove his whole Honoré de Balzac. Anesthesia and everything. This guy will serve only 20 years anyway and when he returns to society knardless, a tank top would have no effect on him. He would perhaps probably just mumble 'skank' under his breath like everyone else.

13 June, 2007

Who ruined Godfather III???

Godfather III is not as decent a watch as its predecessors. It is agreed upon in critical circles, but more importantly in cultural circles. Asians and South Americans who clamor for I & II on DVD have never heard of III. Plus me and everyone I know will only watch it in collusion with the first two. It is strictly marathon format watchable.
There is a popular belief, founded in repetition, that Sofia Coppola ruined III. This is a horrible, horrible lie. There is a corollary to this lie that Winonona Rider was supposed to play the role S. Coppola played, and the movie would have been better with Rider in the role. I have always dreamed of a day where this ridiculous theory would be purged from the public consciousness. Now that I have a 'blog I can begin to rebuild what the Philistines have rent asunder.

Lest we forget...
Lest we forget, Winonona Rider, though cute as a bug's ear, is a shrill and uneven actress. I must credit her with awakening my sexual identity as a teen, but that can be credited to dozens of actresses and several cartoon characters as well. (Baroness!) There are legitimate arguments among God-fearing men of all stripes as to her abilities as an actress. It is not my main point and I will will give the item up to those of strong opinion on the subject.

Sofia
The Coppolla fille portrayal of Corleone fille was perfect. I know she mumbled. I know she seemed awkward. So awkward that it made everyone uncomfortable. This is not bad acting, it is amazing acting. Have you ever met a 15-17 year old girl? All-the-sudden-tall? All-the-sudden-wearin'-a-big-bra? That is when they go from girls to women and they are weird at that time. Mumbleypegs. Goofs. Sofia Coppola nailed that goofy side. And stuck between young daddy and old daddy? She was so good! Did you see III?

So if SC was so good, why did III suck?
It's not that the central plot centered around business and banking transactions. To the average viewer, that is basically like a chase scene involving only numbers. The average viewer loves that banking.

Michael Corleone where are you?
Here is the scene in III: Michael Corleone is with the ex-wife who betrayed him by aborting his son and he is cooking and singing and dancing. And Michael Corleone is wearing a satin scarf. Just like, or at least very similar to the kind of scarf Al Pacino wears all the time. He has moussed hair and he wears scarves and he is very emotive. The character has gone through a lot of things during the time between then and when he killed his brother. Like becoming EXACTLY like Al Pacino.

Al Pacino sucked in Godfather III. Al Pacino ruined that film.
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12 June, 2007

Kisses and Fist-shaking for the HBO


"You see. No shock. No engulfment. No tearing asunder. What you feared would come like an explosion is like a whisper."
Robert Redford, as Death, describing himself, in the old Twilight Zone.

I know what happens when a nervous Italian-American enters the restaurant bathroom. He gets a gun from behind the toidy and comes out shooting. Just because it went dark doesn't mean it didn't happen. .


"There was nothing in the dark that wasn't there when the lights were on. Object lesson for the more frightened amongst us, in or out of the Twilight Zone."
Rod Serling, closing narration, ibid.

I personally think all four Sopranos were packing and got that assassin before he could do too much damage, though I'm glad this was not filmed.

If you need a big ending I suggest you watch the end of Ronin. Pretend DeNiro is Tony and Jean Reno is Furio, returned just in time to get the last killshot in. I mention Ronin because that was a great movie with a big stupid ending. They just felt they needed to slop in some extra explosions before the denoument.
The Sopranos ending was tight. No one saw it or the lack thereof coming. Sorry about your office pool, but it was better than anything you or even your boss could have written.
Sopranos Finale: + 20 cool points

David Milch, who literally blew my dick away with Deadwood, is apparently now making Magic California Angel Surfers. It is about a magic retarded angel who gives a surfer with a heart of gold superpowers. Why? It is all very, very mysterious.
Other Characters: Junkie (heart of gold), Vietnam Vet (heart of gold), Long-sufferin' wife (heart of gold), etc. Even the character names reveal a lot of "creative writing" -- Butchie, Cissy, Zippy, Vietnam Joe...
I think Deadwood was such a big hassle for Milch he just wanted to make something cheap in his back yard. Then he met windsurfer/poet Kem Nunn, who seemed like a cool guy, and he didn't have the heart to tell him that superpowers and angels are played out like flappy pornstar labia, and the CA surf setting has no dramatic resonance left to give.
This will be a huge embarrassment for Milch. The same people that love angels and mystical shit hate hearing the words "cunt" and "shitbox." This is why they edited all the full-frontal male nudity off "Touched by an Angel."
Magic California Angel Surfers premiere: zero cool points+

(The plus is for Luis Guzman, and someone should step up and give him his own series already.)

Donald Trump is hawking ketchup steaks --- Is he even rich?

This is an assumptive review--I have not tested the reviewed product nor will I.
This is not a condemnation of steaks or steak eating. This is a condemnation of poor steak purchasing and of the man, Donald Trump.


Sharper Image’s used to be a high-end outlet for expensive electronics devices and leather goods. This was the past. Now they are a popular in malls for their lines of disposable seasonal gadgets. Their signature air purifiers are ineffective, and they have often suggested that Razrtm scooters are acceptable for adults.

Ask them if you can try the video glasses at the store in the mall. I dare you.

Trump steakstm are nothing special.
These are not grass-fed steaks or Waygu beef or anything special.
We are a nation of corn-fed steak, and that ain’t bad either. I have corn-fed steak several times a week. I have it because it is cheap and I am poor. Corn is cheaper to grow cows on than grass. I cook it to medium, and I sometimes put ketchup or BBQ on it. This is not sacrilege, because this is a cheap, supermarket, corn-fed steak.
Medium because rare corn-fed beef is unflavored blood mush.
At least mine is not a frozen steak. They advertise the fact at the supermarket.
I guess cows are natural grass eaters. Most of what I know about cow insides comes from eating cow insides. A grass diet makes them steakier. Cowier. Meatier. Pastoral. It may have given the cowboys their passion for the range (pre-industrial economic factors notwithstanding).

Think of it this way. Let’s say you were going to eat a human being -- would you rather eat someone:
A. Who eats salad all day.
B. Who chugs Mountain Dew all day. (Mountain Dew is made out of corn syrup.)
One sounds like eating a Brazilian supermodel and one sounds like biting into a blogger.

You may have had grass fed beef 25 years ago, or had grass-fed beef that was finished on corn 15 years ago, but it‘s almost all corn now. And beef is cheaper than ever. This is good. Steak, like intercourse, is seldom bad. Even when unspectacular it is truly satisfying.

How long are Trump Steakstm aged? Can I get a confirmed amount of aging? Are they dry-aged or wet-aged? Why are you so evasive about your frozen steaks, Mr. Trump? You say the Trump Steakstm are Certified Angus? You mean the same as Burger King's? The BK!? Wow Donald Trump. Wow.

And they don’t specifically state that the cows were fed from 100% plant food source. If I was going to pay a ridiculous amount of money, I would want guarantees about what these cows were fed. 100% corn? Meat and bone-meal? Chicken litter?

Because they don’t tell us it is dry-aged, we can assume it is not. Because they don’t tell us the cows are not fed chicken poop, we can assume they were. And because they don’t specifically say they were nice to the cows, we can assume they called the cows names and played insensitive pranks. Maybe they put sunglasses on the cows. Sunglasses do not belong on animals!

Trump steakstm are phenomenally, ludicrously expensive.
I would applaud anyone who purchased $1000 in steak for a BBQ with friends and loved ones -- but if he only got 16 freezer steaks and 12 Burger King burgers, I would know he was a silly man, who had a deep desire to impress people, but spent his money like a gigantic ass. And not the good kind of gigantic ass.
Conversely: Let's say a friend spent a grand on Matsusaka (the Japanese beef, similarly priced but exceeding in quality -- female virgin cows who are given the beer and relaxing walk treatment) -- I would also think that he was trying to prove something by buying such expensive meat. And whatever it was, he would have proved it to me 100%. I want to try!

Trump the "Man"
Hair - light as a feather stiff as a board. It is no longer funny. If it had ever been anything other than sad, I never understood why. People make jokes when they are uncomfortable.
Trump was on the Mickey Mouse Club 15 years ago, and he was given a ‘gold’ mouse ears hat. He was badgered by the child, a Mouseketeer, into putting it on his head. But he kept a few fingers from each hand on the hat, so that it would not flatten his downy fluff. This is when I started to consider Trump a boob (even though I was a teenager watching Mickey Mouse).

Just Another Bald Millionaire
Robin Leach told a story on talk shows about finding that all the Rolls-Royces in some professed billionaire’s garage were rentals. He wanted to be on the show to boost his business. Perception is reality.
But perceive that Donald Trump got all his money from his father, then lost it all. Does that sound savvy? He lost it all then lost billions more. An entrepreneur? At what, losing Daddy’s money?
We should also all remember that Donald Trump inherited and sold a lot of prime New York City real estate. This land has appreciated exponentially since the sale. What a harebrained decision for someone whose business is real estate.

While he was putting the name “Trump” in the public eye through gluttony and egotism, the business he created went bankrupt, owing to gluttony and egotism. He bankrupted himself and his business while accruing hundreds of millions of dollars in personal debt and multiple billions in business debt. Associating his name with wealth was not a conscious business decision, but a de facto result of his need for attention. It would have been a good idea, but Bacardi didn't choose their name specifically to rhyme with 'party.' Dumb luck.

But the big name is all he has had since his spectacular business failure. Has he bounced back financially? He certainly says so. Often. Too much? Yes perhaps probably.

We must consider why people choose to give advertorial seminars, why they hawk board games and frozen steaks and put their name on bottled water, liquor, and $10 ties, while doing ads for every conceivable product with money to pay a spokesperson. He would do your birthday party if you paid cash. Do billionaires do this? They don’t even do that for companies they own. Why does he appear on pro wrestling? I would appear on pro wrestling, but that is because I would love it. He doesn’t seem to get it.

I would break your fucking thumb.
I would break someone’s thumb before letting them put ketchup on a good steak. I care about things like this. I would hate a potential steak lover to be confounded into thinking this was the best there was in this bright, wonderful world. The Trump Steakstm they are now selling in The Sharper Imagetm are inferior steaks sold at a bewildering price, and are an insult to the steak eating populace.

What are you really pointing at Mr. Trump? Why are you grinning like that?

Science has always been shoot-from-the-hip

If it were even mildly hot instead of unseasonably cold cold cold, then Al Gore would have been swept up into the White House Reagan-style.

A hot hot summer kicks up an environmental frenzy.
A cold-snap nips it in the butt.*

Much like the movie 'Demolition Man,' the environmental movement is always promising these things will come too fast.

Paul Erlich said in the 70s the Earth would run out of natural resources, and in 'Demolition Man' it was proposed that by 2032 we would not use toilet tissue, instead relying on the 'three shells.' 2032 is still 25 years away, so it could happen. But in each subsequent edition of 'The Population Bomb,' Erlich kept on pushing back when the Malthusiana was going to hit, like Pentecostals do with the 'Rapture.'

And 'Bomb' still sold even after he'd been proven way off. It still sells to-day. Catastrophe is immune to criticism even when it doesn't happen. There's always tomorrow.




* In West Allis, we say 'nip in the butt.'

Ismail Ax is a band from Denton.

At least it will be.

This may be inappropriate, but If I went on a killing spree, I would kill a lot more people. Ain't no half-steppin.' My first problem with Harris/Klebold et al. it is that they really didn't kill any of the bullies they had issues with. (Possible reason: Bullies are fast.)

And if it was rich people I hated, I could find a place where they were more prevalent. Virginia Tech? Isn't that right next to West Virginia? These people are forestry and veterinary majors. Who would kill an agriculture student? Maybe for one of those cool blue corduroy jackets, but otherwise, they're like albatross. Cho just took potshots into whatever Moonshine 101 class was closest like some hopped-up Hatfield. Sloppy.

Cho's swansong into infamy, the marketing tape he sent to NBC, is hideous and beautiful -- deliciously inscrutable and full of forced attitude, his lips pursed into the kind of frowny grimace you could see on the face a 10 year-old who tells you to fuck off right before he cries.

More Zoolander than Oldboy.
His 'manifesto' is like the final bowel movement of unformed jibber-jabber sputtering out his dying anus of a head, and NBC is SO proud the lunatic chose THEM. So proud that they have doctored every photo with their logo. He looks like a page. Is he backstage at Conan?

It would be aggravating to think that the last thing going through his head, bullet notwithstanding, is how cool and tough he was. But I think he knew better. I think in his last moments he was tormented by how pathetic and weak and stupid he was.