Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Pope & Pearl Harbor

Pope Benedict XVI: He looks creepy to me. His eyes seems to glee about something else. The way he acknowledged the audience is corny. Never mind the fact that he was enrolled in Nazi Youth Movement, he is extreme homophobe. This is Cardinal John Ratzinger, he ran the powerful Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith which was responsible for the Spanish Inquisitions.

The new Pope is simply not the God's Right Man. He is a prick who hated gays, advocated out-of-control births (evidence, look at Latin America!) -- basically, this man is not willing to work towards the good solution of all issues. He could be the one that many Xians screamed as "The False Prophet".

It is no secret that many people will be impacted by this fool's decisions, even with many Nuns saying that they loathed him because he does not care enough about people who are in poverty.

The sex-abuse scandals were largely ignored by Cardinal John Ratzinger and will continue to do so. Did you know that he was subponaed to appear in the Court in Texas related to sex abuse? Now being the Pope, he does not have to show up at all. He never will have to address the sex abuse scandals that continues to shake the foundations of the Church.

Plus, the shortage of priests indicated that the Church is crawling to its tomb, which is good thing, I think. Perhaps, that was the way The Fates wanted it to be -- have the worst Pope to seal the death of the Catholic Church.

It is eerie to watch him walking around the Vatican, in the same house that was enriched by pillaging and raping millions of families' estates in the past. And it is eerie to see fools cheering and dancing for this fool.

Oh, well.

It will be a long time before the Catholic Church will atone its sins against the humanity. I thought Pope John Paul II was decent, but this one is bad. Very bad.

It appeared that Pope Benedict XVI was separated at birth from his twin brother, check for the evidence, thanks to Towleroad.

PBS' American Experience: The Massie Affair I stumbled upon a documentary on PBS last night about The Massie Affair which took place in Hawai'i. It talked about how the whites stole Hawai'i from its Hawai'ian natives. Hawai'i was never ceded to the United States legally, it was stolen. IN fact, Queen Lilo'uokalani was forced to surrender her throne at gunpoint by the Provisional Government who were consisted of haoles. Haoles means white folks in Hawai'i. In fact, the Hawai'ians invited and tolerated the Haoles and they still don't feel it is enough so they had to steal it for their own.

It is interesting to note that there was racial harmony in Hawai'i amongst the natives, Chinese, Japanese and Haoles ... until the government of Hawai'i ceded Pearl Harbor to the United States Navy in order to get duty-free sugar trade. Suddenly, the influx of Navy hooligans arrived in Honolulu. Most hooligans are white trash from The South who advocated the segregation -- they were appalled and disgusted at the sight of different colors mixing and socializing with each other.

They nearly caused the racial conflicts at every level of communities in Honolulu, the Navy brass in Pearl Harbor consisted of white trash hooligans which they refused to do businesses with the Natives or other ethnic groups, only Haoles which reinforced the bitter resentment of the Natives on Haoles. Then Thalia Massie came in the picture, such drama to be ensued to a point where the US Navy brass decided to take things into matter and nearly caused the Racial War in Honolulu.

It is interesting to note that Thalia's mother, Grace Fortescue, is the granddaughter of Alexander Graham Bell, the notorious inventor of telephone who wanted to eradicate Deaf people's American Sign Language. Grace, not surprising for a person who is into status quo, killed a Hawai'ian with no remorse. Basically, what happened in Hawai'i by the white trash southerners is travesty.

Perhaps, that is why The Fates approved the destruction of Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941.

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Good Riddance, Pearl Harbor!


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Can't Sleep -- So I Am Sharing Some Thoughts

Ann Coulter Is Dumb Bitch: Today, on the subway train en route to my home after the "fiasco" in East/West Village which will be clarified sooner or later, I was reading the NY POST -- Ann Coulter complained that this picture does not depicit her good enough to a point where her mother said she barely recognized who the lady is.

Of course, is Ann supposed to be Mann Coulter that hir mother knew in the first place?

Matthew McCounaughey Is Smart Dude: In NY POST, he was quoted, "New York has this stigma. People in Texas or California are like, 'No one is that nice in New York.' I'm like "Bullshit, man!" The difference is, people in New York are going somewhere."

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It is 8:26 AM

Got in at 8:10 AM. Long story. What a fucking bizarre night. Dunno if I should share -- some are too ... unbelievable to prove. Just that ... I'm kinda speechless by what has transpired in the last 10 hours. Nothing bad, but God -- sigh. Bedtime for few hours before going to Columbia University.

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Monday, April 18, 2005

San Francisco Earthquake of 1906

Yes, you got it right. 99 years ago, the earthquake struck the town of San Francisco and from there, San Francisco did not fold. It simply altered the way it deals with designs, transportation system and so on.

There is an article about the reunion of survivors from the San Francisco Earthquake of 1906, enjoy the article!

What truly impressed me is this gentleman, Herbert Hamrol, who is 102 years old -- he was 3 when it happened -- he vividly remembered the happenstance but not enough to understand the whole she-bang drama. But why impressed me? He is currently working at a grocery store as shelf-stocker in San Francisco.

Impressive for 102 years old guy!

Since I'm on the subject of San Francisco Earthquake of 1906, I'd like to remind people about Douglas Tilden. He was the sculptor who went to California School for the Deaf and his work on "The Mechanics Monument" which can be found in Downtown San Francisco in the intersection of Market, Bush and Battery Streets.

That monument and "Admission Day Monument" were the only monuments that stood unaffected by the Earthquake of 1906 while everything was destroyed. Coincidence? You decide.

It is kinda annoying that hearing people walk by unaware that this massive monuments were crafted by Deaf person! And for a long time, they claimed that we cannot function in the hearing world. Go figure.

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Sunday, April 17, 2005

The Snapshot

Here is the snapshot of three bloggers. Kevin and kaybee looks good, don't they? I look like a hunchback or something -- my eyes seemed to be melancholy like Mordru up on the top corner of my blog, eh? Damn. I need to practice to smile better. One gal, years ago, told me that when I smiled, I scared her. When she said that, it reminded me of The Addams Family's Wednesday who were imprisoned in a cabin, forcing to watch the Disney movies. Then she came out to face the counselors and campers, then she smiled. One camper asked the counselor, "Make her stop to smile, she's scaring me!"

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Three Bloggers


Cheers,

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Vee-TV

Gabe Leung mentioned that Ahmed works for SEE HEAR, a TV program. That was incorrect information. Ahmed corrected me that he is a presenter for VEE-TV (Y E S !! There is a television program called VEE!!)and Lydia works as a researcher for the VEE-TV production.

I checked the VEE-TV website -- I absolutely liked it!

You can see Ahmed's background in this profile. Great picture! Charming man, I can see why Melly goes flip over him.

You can see Lydia's profile as well -- too bad, the picture does not tell you that she is tall, about a foot taller than I am. Lydia is so riot. So funny.

After viewing the VEE-TV's website -- its style of format in production is similar to MTV's style. I like it.

I liked the AARRGH video clip, when Aysin made it clear that he does not have to be patient with this hearing person -- it reminded me of me! (Realplayer video only)

And this video clip was portrayed by Lydia as well. You can see how tall she is. And last Thursday night, Lydia signed a cool sign that caught my eye and I asked her what it is -- she explained that it is a new fad sign among the Deaf UK. It means, "C'mon!" I used it last night when Lydia cracked a joke and I said, "C'mon" in that sign. Lydia nearly choked on her drink. Oh, well -- at least, I tried!

I think I am going to try this with VEE-TV in London in matter of months.

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Oh! Party at DEEP

Well, so many things to say. So many persons to say "hi", so many to loiter. So many are heterosexuals. So expensive drinks!

You know, when I entered the club, I paid $4 for the damned coatcheck, the 5'10 caucasian with thick brown hair and goatee stared at me and smiled his shiny teeth. When he took my coat, he winked at me. I thought that was ... so cute.

I met Kevin McCaul. Here is the shocker, he is a foot tall than I am. God, I feel like this couple. Har har. Kevin is nice fella.

As much as I enjoyed the camaraderie, I'm not the fan of SO MANY PEOPLE -- mainly because it is difficult to maintain the conversation under the limited times with different persons. It became too distracting and stressful for me. Soon, I shall have some kind of one-on-one conversation with some faces that I met.

Regan and Kaybee looks da bomb! Same with Yingst, CMK and CK! The Deaf UKs arrived -- Melly got drunk so bad that she lagged on to tell me to inform Veronica that she loves her and wants me to mwah her as well.

I was turned off by three Deaf guys who walked up to Lydia, one of Deaf UK women who stood at 6'0 or so, and told her to kiss this guy. He did not ask, he TOLD her to. Thank God Lydia gave him the ugly look and said, "No thanks" in ASL while I say, "NO NO NO NO" in BSL.

Lydia and Ahmed talked about their production team in London -- I am mesmerized by that -- it may change my career in the making in a short future. Ahmed and Lydia urged me to come over in London -- Sarah, also of UK, signed clearly in BSL that she knew many gay bars/clubs and will lead me around ... with a wicked grin and wink. That is incredibly tempting.

Who knows, you may see Ridor leaving this continent for Europe, much to Berna and Rico's delight!

OH, yeah, Sarah, Tate's wife, looks glamarous as ever! That lady has something to tell me last night and I was pretty enamored by her stern comments about my blogsite, Tate looked good as ever. In fact, he's a hottie like before, probably marriage life suits him very well at this point! We all promised that we'd have a dinner together in a short time.

Oh, yeah, there were pictures taken -- in a short time, I'll get it from others and demonstrate it to the world how straight I can be -- not! But the odd thing is ... one hearing guy walked to me and one guy from Staten Island -- snapped a picture then walked away. We had NO idea who nor why he did that! At least, we look good to him, eh?

Oh, yeah, I was relieved to hear from some folks who said they read my blog and it brought them to smile often. That is the whole purpose of this blog, to make it entertaining for others to laugh, smile and roll their eyes at times. Or even a quick sign "FINISH" at your computer monitor is a great statement upon itself.

One odd statement by Ridloff, when I was ready to leave the club, he asked me whether if I enjoyed myself at the club -- I told him that I did. He said, "You lost some pounds, I noticed that -- try to do more, will you? I want to see you walking around when you are 90."

Well, I do not want to live that long. I rather to die by 75 if my body is starting to whine ... I mean, I do not want to live in a nursing home where someone has to wipe my bottoms and me drooling after 6th stroke. Or even with some disease like Alzheimers. If I am normal at 90, fine. Sure. But if I'm having problems by 75, forget it. I will whine like my Drandpa who kept on saying he wanted to die now, now, now for years until he was 92.
Basically, I had a good time at DEEP! Club last night. It was so nice that I finally left the club at 3 AM and went to G Lounge to refresh myself with gay men -- just to feel back to normal.

Oh, yeah, when I left the club, I picked up the coat from the same guy -- that guy did it again. He smiled and winked -- and not only that, when I grabbed my coat, he quickly touched my left hand and rubbed it so fast before letting me go. I was taken back by that.

Oh, gawd. Why the cute guy in wrong place?

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