Saturday, March 19, 2011

Want to feel Intelligent? Bully Rebecca Black.


By now I think everybody must've heard Rebecca Black's Friday. 99.98% of reviews were terrible, merciless, shameful and indicative of how much we, as a society need to exert our supremacy over seemingly less intelligent entities.
The remaining 0.02% were good reviews, all found in Blacks' official website, by different people who all suspiciously had the same display picture, and names like Drew Peacock. However fact remains that in a week she's raked in abt 15 million views i think. Anyway majority of the flak is being faced by the lyrics of the song; which is the bit I think is a little unfair.

Of course with lyrics like -
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today
Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after...wards
I don’t want this weekend to end

- i'd be crazy to deny the sheer stupidity of the writers, but if you look at a lot of artists who're multiple award winners and billboard toppers then you'd have to face the truth that bad lyrics have been a part of our day for years before Rebecca Black. Take a look..


Stop, talk, talk, talking that blah, blah, blah
Think you'll be getting this? Nah, nah, nah
Not in the back of my car, ah, ah
If you keep talking that blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

-Ke$ha, Her debut single, "Tik Tok", released in late 2009, reached number one in eleven countries; Currently doing a tour called Get Sleazy tour..


Womanizer, Woman, Womanizer
You're a Womanizer, oh Womanizer oh
You're a Womanizer, baby
You you you are, You you you are
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer (Womanizer)

-Britney Spears, Disney product, Started off being a poster-child for pre-marital modesty..ended up being married thrice, the shortest one lasting a day?



January, February, March, April, May
June, July....
August, September, October,
November, December

- Boney M (erm.. yea thats the whole song)

So when we've forgiven these stars, even liked their songs, why are we stooping so low as to publicly bullying a 13year old child like Rebecca? I say we, because I've made fun of her myself. But i read some comments that supposedly educated and fashionably disdainful people have written and i was disgusted. There were comments like "I hope you cut yourself and I hope you get an eating disorder so you'll look pretty. ..."
Clearly, this is a sign of extreme insecurity?

Ark Music Factory (the record label that signs these kids) is a conscience-less, money-hungry, manipulative, bunch of masochists who don't care either about the number of youngsters they are leading on, nor about the negative light they are projecting themselves in.. as long as there's good money.

If you need to understand where I'm coming from, watch another video by a 12 year old Jenna Rose called 'My Jeans'. Clearly this sweet kid needs some urgent counseling.

Kids, wait till you're 17 to look sexy and get slaughtered by the media. You won't regret it.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Graduation Day Apathy

March the 26th is our convocation day. The day we get presented our Masters degrees. As tedious as my couple of years in SRMC was, I decided to go, if not for love for the University, at least out of the sentiment that it would probably be the last time the dysfunctional set of MSc Bioinformatics pursuers would be in one place willingly.

[from usnews.com]


I wouldn't even have to take a day off from work I figured. I could just walk in after work on Saturday at about 3, snatch my degrees, say the customary Hi's and Byes to fellow classmates and lecturers and walk off.. maybe after lunch at KFC with the few ones I have some affection for.
But turns out that's not the way Graduation ceremonies work. There's a rehearsal. A bleddy rehearsal.
On the day before. Not just that, we had to report at some unearthly hour to get the robes (I'm taking a wild guess they'll be yellow) and just to keep up with the trend of getting on my nerves, the college has a dress code. And not the kind they enforce every day ie. salwar kameez. They want us to wear Saris.
That was the last straw.
I'll get my degree from the courier man thank you very much.

What a negative attitude to have, many of you will wonder. But somehow I've never been psyched about Graduation Day like my peers. My first graduation, for my bachelors degree in VIT I never went for. Received that by post as well. And looks like it'll be the same this time. While the others cherish this day forever, the caps, the robes, the customary photo with proud mummy/daddy has never been done.

I guess I just haven't felt like I've accomplished something close to me, in my life so far. I've never graduated from something worthwhile enough to me. Hopefully that will happen at some point.

Someday, I too will switch the Graduation Tassel.

Amen!

Coin toss and Drawing lots..


I was going through ICC rules regarding Quarter-final qualification at work. And I this cracked me up.

[From Cricinfo.com]
'In the event of teams finishing on equal points in its Group, the right to play in the quarter-finals will be decided in the following order of priority:

* The team with the most wins in the Group matches will be placed in the higher position.

* If there are teams with equal points and equal wins in the Group matches then in such case the team with the higher net run rate in the Group matches will be placed in the higher position (refer below for the calculation of net run rate).

* If following the net run rate calculation above there are teams which are still equal, then the team with the higher number of wickets taken per balls bowled in the Group matches in which results were achieved will be placed in the higher position.

* If still equal, the team which was the winner of the head to head match played between them will be placed in the higher position.

* In the highly unlikely event that teams cannot be separated by the above this will be done by drawing lots.
'

I guess it makes sense, but it's so out of the blue. All those dignified sounding tie-breaking techniques and if nothing works... Eenie meenie miney Mo!
Its bizarre how much random selection plays a role in our lives without us realizing it..