Posts Tagged ‘reruns’

spamguy Classix #6: 'I'd Buy That for a Dollar'

Monday, December 31st, 2007

The Blog City incarnation of this blog will supposedly implode as the New Year takes over, so this will be the last rerun I post. A shame. I feel a new empathy for writers who opt for creating clip shows over developing new content.

This one’s from November 24, 2005.


I saw RoboCop this weekend. A fine movie. Yet for being a totally serious, dark film, it has a running gag that seems totally out of place and inexplicable. Over and over, people keep saying the line ‘I’d buy that for a dollar!’ It means nothing — perhaps a statement of agreement or acknowledgement — and people in real life don’t say that, so every instance of the line feels like an infusion of artificial culture. The whole movie, with high-tech props and megacorporations set inside a Detroit that is basically unchanged from our reality, is like a patchwork of real reality and movie reality, with only the chosen bits covered over. It’s not wrong; in fact, I find it rather creative. But to return to the ‘dollar’ tagline, it’s about as explicit a change of culture as you get in that movie.The concept reminds me of Atlas Shrugged (why do I keep coming back to that godawful book?), in which everyone says ‘Who is John Galt?’ as a rhetorical question with the culturally assigned meaning of ‘Some things don’t have answers.’ Unfortunately, people in reality have started using that line…Ayn Rand has won.

‘I’d buy that for a dollar’ is a lot neater than the John Galt nonsense, so what I propose is that we let Paul Verhoeven win too. Stick it in your regular conversations, even if it adds nothing. Let it mean whatever you think it means. Even better: if someone catches the RoboCop reference, give them a dollar.

spamguy Classix #5: Neo-Maxi-Zoom-Dweebie

Monday, December 17th, 2007

This one’s from December 9th, 2006.


Here I am talking about John Hughes again. Somewhere between obscurity and popularity lies an awkward class of catch phrase, one in which people who we’d expect not to use it do, and those who should, don’t. Example: somewhere deep in the dialogue of The Breakfast Club lies this conversation:

BENDER: Dork…
BRIAN: Yeah?
BENDER: You are a parent’s wet dream, okay?
BRIAN: Well that’s a problem!
BENDER: Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making you wear these kinda clothes. But face it, you’re a Neo-Maxi-Zoom-Dweebie!

Somehow the phrase Neo-Maxi-Zoom-Dweebie, expanding upon boring ol’ dweeb with strange bedfellow prefices, caught hold on the public. Or at least, on a couple people. It has an Urban Dictionary definition. It’s been used in WWF threats (!). 728 other pages exist using the term, excluding the previous two, and soon to be this blog post. ((2007 note: Now 1,790 pages, with the original Blog-City post ranking #4.)) That’s about it. But it’s enough to convince me that if pro wrestlers quote a John Hughes film, we have a catch phrase on our hands.

Now WTF is a clamhead?

spamguy Classix #4: 'Slow Children Playing'

Sunday, December 16th, 2007

This post was originally written June 12, 2003. I pull it back up because Jennifer had the gall to attribute these same observations to a professional comedian…tsk, tsk.

There’s a ton of these in my neighbourhood:


Slow Children Playing

Of all regulatory signs in existence, I happen to have the most qualms with this one. Let’s discuss.

  • Bizarre clothing. Why is this kid wearing a cap and knee socks? Most kids I know avoid wearing clothing meant for ski season all year. Considering they live in Texas, too, I think they’re mostly in the right. The sign maker responsible for making the United States fearful of striking down kids wormholed from Victorian fashion must be dealt with harshly. It’s understandable that repeated viewings of Oliver! could cause some distortion of reality. Still, one would think anyone with smarts at the DPS (which, by the looks of things, was no one) would have brought up some concerns to the administrators.

‘Excuse me, Dr. X, I’m afraid Mr. Y has gone loopy. He’s putting people with outrageous fashion sense on all our signs.’
‘Dear god! He must be stopped!’
‘But his signs are already out to the nation! By next month, “No Parking” signs will feature plaid!’ (insert panicked screaming)

Indeed, with such strange clothes, the child on the sign only drives us further to crush those stupid kids in the middle of the street. Consider this: did you enjoy reading Victorian novels at gunpoint at school? Probably not. Seeing a Dickensian vignette in front of your Honda is thus only going to make you drive faster. So kid: take off those knickerbockers and cap, and I’ll take you to Structure, my treat.

  • Slow / children? Slow children? The ambiguity of the sign’s wording unnerves me. The lack of punctuation on the sign presents three potential meanings a driver must arrive at:
  1. Slow children playing. Hit ‘em while they’re still in the street! They can’t run far!
  2. ‘Slow children’ playing. Stupid kids tend to congregate in this neighbourhood; dunno why.
  3. Slow: children playing. The intended meaning of the sign (I hope); the government can never assume we’ll think what they want us to think, though.

And there you have it. Until next time, it’s ‘No Parking,’ not ‘No: Parking!,’ comrades. ((Added note from the me of 2007: well, maybe it is ‘No: Parking!’. Restaurants along Austin’s Congress Avenue seem to use the same sign for deterring bums from using their toilets. Trouble is, this sign is written ‘NO! BATHROOMS!’.))

spamguy Classix #3: 'Mahler's 2nd Symphony & Percussionists'

Wednesday, November 28th, 2007

Our next rerun is the 1936 Olympics of spamguy-brand blogging. Er, without the Hitler. This was the third post I ever made, dated February 12, 2003:

Took time off from my hectic homework schedule and went to see a performance of Mahler’s 2nd Symphony today. Simply oustanding; rarely can I say music has emotionally moved me. I was wary of listening to Mahler; I had only heard the 1st, a mediocre work of symphonic chaos disguised behind a double brass section, beforehand. I got quite a shock.
There are five movements to the 2nd, one of which (the fourth movement) is short enough to be called a prelude to the fifth. The first few were OK, but not outstanding. The fifth, though, was unique. Mahler himself called for a small brass section to play backstage, giving the feeling of an oncoming cavalry or such. The brass-happy orchestra gave way to the ominous drums of an oncoming march. As the music grew louder (at fffff, I believe), the first climax occured. A gigantic (for UT students) chorus stepped out and filled every available space, including the storage areas next to the organ. Even a little organist scooted herself into view from behind a hidden area. This action, IMO, all came a little too early, for they sat there for 10 minutes looking stupid. Had they organised (or should I say, ised? Ugh) quickly in preparation for singing in the next minute, I would have been moved to tears. But I wasn’t.

Still, all I can say is…wow. CD recordings don’t do it justice. Go and see it sometime on stage.

Now for a little rant to balance out the evening. I don’t deny the importance of the percussion section in any band or large orchestral work. Mahler calls for tam-tams and triangles and double timpani and gongs and general whacking of things. Despite all this evidence, I say now and will say forever: those who perform in percussion sections are freeloaders who like to hit things. There is no skill in hitting a triangle, nor a gong. One might make the counterargument that it takes a fine precision of mallet choice and such. Bull. Half the time the composer tells you what kind of mallet to use; the other half can take you ten minutes to learn. If they’re going to get the same credit for the hard work the string and brass and woodwind sections are exerting, they should help cater the post-concert receptions or something to compromise for their lack of function.

But I will make an exception with timpani. The timpani has actual pitch, and requires decent precision with the foot petal and skin to sound good. Plus it looks neato. That and the possibility of the xylophone are the only percussions I have respect for. Unless you care to call the piano a percussion instrument?

spamguy Classix #2: 'He/She/It Is Flaccid'

Saturday, November 24th, 2007

This beaut is from September 15th, 2004:

It has been discovered that only a select few words can be called ‘conversation enders.’ Regardless of usage, these words’ placement guarantees that the responder will stop talking to you, even if mid-sentence. It is, in a sense, a social EOF.

Only two words have been identified so far. They are ‘flaccid’ and ‘herpes’ (when used in the non-medical sense). The following are sample applications:

‘He/She/It is flaccid.’
‘Do you smell herpes?’
‘Charles’ herpes is flaccid again.’
‘My dog is named Woofy herpes.’ Note how herpes does not actually fit into the sentence structurally. Again, it doesn’t matter. The important thing is that it is there.

We will continue this search without pause until this group is complete.

spamguy Classix #1: 'How to Write English Papers Without Really Trying'

Friday, November 23rd, 2007

Creative minds are on strike this month with writers and Broadway hands hitting the picket lines. The world goes into rerun mode, so hey, let’s follow the fold! The old spamguy blog at Blog-City implodes in about a month, so I’ll fish out the best postings from the archives. Using WordPress’ ‘Import’ feature would be nice, but either Blog-City doesn’t know XML from a wart on its hand, or WordPress can’t parse it any better than a toddler.

This post, ‘How to Write English Papers Without Really Trying,’ was written March 20, 2004:

For all you high school juniors and seniors, AP English tests are coming up in a month or two! Even after entire English classes training you for one class, I never felt like I was writing satisfactorily. In Ms Adams’ junior English class, I never got an essay score above 90 (89 was my max). And thus the flaw of all English courses was exposed: if you can’t write, you can’t write. Improvement is a futile and fruitless process.

Bullshit, I said. After much ruminating following my 3 on AP Lit (thank god it doesn’t count for any course at CWRU anyway), I made a startling discovery: all analyses are the same. Thinking outside the box is a forbidden quality in the competitive world of brown-nosing postmodern (and even pre-postmodern) nonsense. To succeed, you must gain the acceptance of your peers. To gain acceptance, you must write like them. The central question now became not ‘How do I write?’, but ‘How do I rephrase what’s already been said?’ From there, seeing the patterns across the English major universe was easy. I shall dispense my observations. Including them in every essay you write will guarantee you a Rhodes Scholar award soon.

1. Everyone symbolises Jesus Christ. All characters have some characteristics that resemble The Messiah. Like the rest of English criticism, it is just a matter of picking out those characteristics and turning a blind eye to those that don’t agree with your assertion. Take, for example, this thesis on Crime and Punishment:


Through alliteration, symbolism, and dichotomies of love and hate, Rodion Raskolnikov’s murder parallels Jesus Christ in his constant introspection and musing over the meaning of existence.

An important question often comes up after hearing this: ‘If everyone represents Jesus,’ you ask, ‘won’t [my book] have nothing but Jesuses (Jesii?) in it?’ A catch indeed, but it can easily be circumvented. One possibility is simply to choose one Jesus per book. For the danger lovers, bring more into the mix. After discussing Jesus #1, move on to Jesus #2, #3, etc. To be an effective comparison, The leap must be between foil or protagonist/antagonist characters.
Some books are not so clear cut. Never stretch the truth, as graders are taught to recognise that. It is instead best to reinterpret what is given to you. Try associating common words to make this work. That is what I did in the above example. Raskolnikov murdered, and Jesus was murdered. From that, mortal sin is the common ground between the two. Ta-da! In most cases this will not be necessary; the similarity will be obvious. Oskar in The Tin Drum is seen climbing on a plaster statue of the Baby Christ and playing with his ding-a-ling (this works great with Rule #2 below!).

Although Raskolnikov appears as a Jesus figure in Crime and Punishment, his murder victim plus his arresting officer Petrovich have striking Christ qualities as well.

2. Everyone does what they do for homosexual reasons. Freudianism never goes out of fashion, and English teachers masturbate over papers that use this school of thought. Always emphasise, though, that characters don’t know they’re gay! What’s more, never use the word ‘homosexual’ outright. That’s the engine that drives your work, and you mustn’t break it, nor must you reveal your secret. A sample on Ulysses:

Leopold Bloom wanders not only through Dublin but also his own soul searching for meaning in his sexual desires; only with his encounter with Stephen Daedelus does he feel truly happy. Despite Bloom’s pleasure in whores, sex with his wife, dreams featuring droves of his past female conquerings, and lewd hallucinations, the placement of the Daedelus/Bloom encounter at the end of the book suggest a last minute change in Bloom’s sexual orientation.

Of course this is utter nonsense; most literary criticism is. There is no acceptable evidence to support batting for the wrong team in this novel; don’t let the grader know that! Again, select what proves your point–which might involve some, ahem, ‘reinterpretation’ of some book segments–and dispose of the rest. Above, I even included all the countering points before making my assertion. Once my assertion proves valid, the arguments for hetero sex become moot. Of course, these counterpoints must be placed in a spot where they will be forgotten once your evidence is presented. A more dangerous but more rewarding path is to take both sides as being true, and use irony as a conjunction:

Bloom admires his own limp penis in the bathtub prior to the funeral. Ironically, this penis seems more drawn to the women of his infidelity in his nightmare than it does to Daedelus or even Bloom himself. His feelings for both genders remain confused throughout the novel, adding to the whirl of consciousness for which Joyce aims.

3. Everything alludes to something else. Screw anachronisms. According to you, Shakespeare was stealing from Stoppard, Stoppard from Chaucer, Chaucer from The Necronomicon, and The Necronomicon from Shakespeare. Applying this rule is easy. If two authors use the same grammatical structure for a sentence or two, pounce on it! If your book came before Author B, call the parallel ‘a similarity.’ If your book came after Author B, call it ‘an allusion’ or, more rashly, ‘a copy.’ The latter is reserved for exact writing similarities, such as the use of noun-verb sentences.
Logic can also be employed to transverse across literary history. Since I’ve proven all characters are Jesus Christ and gay, it is logical to conclude that all characters equal all other characters. In math, this is transitivity: A = C, B = C, therefore A = B.Time to wrap up. All you need is the perfect thesis sentence to make it all work in one orgy of intellectual thought. Let’s go for a hard one like, say, A Tale of Two Cities:


Dickens equates Charles Darnay to his foil Sydney Carton through their portrayal as Christ-like saviours, run-on Joycean sentences, and a Freudian love bond between them.