just because freedom rings doesn't mean we're free
when you find that something isn't right for you and it's too late, is it your fault, or is it one of those extenuating circumstances that you just have to learn from? do you continue on with your life? do you proclaim it to the world? and should you feel so affected as to cut off all ties?i feel as if i'm a hippie but was born forty years too late. a big, giant, hypocritical hippie.
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how long do you think the senate battle will be for this guy? he already looks like a douchebag. a young, john-edwards-lookalikish, conservative republican asshole.hopefully he won't push back equality issues like gay rights, women's rights, gender equality, censorship and free speech, and oh yeah, there's the matter of church and state that really ought to be separate in a country that was founded on religious freedom. i mean, those people who settled plymouth rock did so because they wanted to practice their own religion. so why not afford the same chance for everyone who's coming into this country? isn't that the fairest thing to do?
a lot of people, especially our star c student that became our president, tend to forget that. and by the way, the phrase 'nation under God' didn't appear on the pledge of allegiance until 1954, sixty-two years after the pledge was created. (it was to differentiate us from the soviet union, which our country also thought was without morals and needed regime change. only difference was, the soviets imploded, but iraq exploded.) so really, what's the big deal of pulling the ten commandments out of our legal system?
william rehnquist is probably holding off from retiring until he knows we're going to have a democratic president, but that won't happen because everything's wrong with kansas, and middle america doesn't know diddly-squat about what the republican party stands for besides no abortion and gay marriage, which really doesn't concern them directly. because, you know, those gays and dead babies are going to attack any minute now. for real.
somewhere out there, sandra day o'connor is kind of smiling. but more dying inside.
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i saw this movie. it was good.i especially liked johnny depp. a lot of people said he was being too michael jackson-y, but come on. he didn't molest the kids on screen, he didn't make tiles light up as he was walking down the street, he didn't pose with a tiger for an album cover, didn't get his hair caught on fire, didn't film a music video with his sister, and didn't get beat up by his dad.
all in all, i was this close to crying because of laughter and because of freddie highmore, the kid who played charlie. something about him when you watch him. makes you wanna cry.
the set design is amazing in this movie, and i get a little giddy when i examine this stuff close-up. the colors are vibrant, eye-catching. it's nothing short of the colors grabbing you by the neck and forcing you to see them in all their technicolor glory.
and let's not get started with the oompa-loompas. they were awesome.
as a comparison to the old movie, i don't think the comparison stands: gene wilder played willy his way, and johnny depp took it as his own character. at least the charlie in this movie didn't try to sing -- that was painful listening to the old version's grandpa joe and charlie singing "i've got a golden ticket" in a really bad, bad key and flubbing up all over the place.
missi pyle is so good at being mrs. beauregarde.
i gve it three and a half stars out of four. go bears. bring chocolate.
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don't you love purge day? when i throw everything away and clean my apartment, i feel really good inside. and i feel really clean outside. it's a win-win situation.
anyone wanna give me a job?
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