Friday, February 24, 2006


Pre-Script: Here's the official press release of the contest winners. Apparently, it was also in the local newspaper as well, I feel so special right now.

Just a quick mumble about exciting things that I felt like sharing.

I won the honorable mention in the Cal Poly Creative Writing Contest and my story will be published along with the other winning entries in the school's literary magazine this Spring. Tonight I'm struggling with the writing of a "biographical note" that will precede the story. There just isn't much to write about, yet. One of the wonderful things about the win is the positive validation I've been receiving from members of the faculty, including my father who has proudly displayed the results outside his office door. I will also get to read an excerpt of the story at this year's Open House celebration. Needless to say, I'm excited.

Also, 2 new shirts are on sale at the Baubles of Bethel that feature strong insinuations of previous posts. Also for sale is a mug that I, at least, will surely buy. I'm very excited about it.

Those that read this know I'm not a big fan of posting stuff about my private life (despite the 2 lengthy posts about it, but that was before I learned it was a bad thing for me to do), but people hassled me to reveal this exciting little slice of the life of Bethel.

Keep a good thought,


Saturday, February 04, 2006

Consider the Source

There's a free weekly newspaper that litters downtown bus stop benches and the floors of fast-food restaurant bathrooms, and it's called New Times. They're garnering a lot flack lately because of bad editing decisions over the last few weeks. As the weeks passed the quality of the affronts only became more obvious.

This week the cover story on the apparent Meth problem in my podunk county guided the reader inside to view the ingredient list and recipe on how to make the drug. I'm sure many experimental and disgruntled teenagers were ecstatic.

Last week, the publication's cover story focused upon the death of a local police officer; he was a troubled man who killed himself when he found he was going to be arrested for sexual misconduct and abuse. I'm not going to judge the man, the adverb "allegedly" preceded nearly every allegation in the story, but it's clear that while he may not have been a saint, his death left behind a wife and their children. With that in mind, the title on the cover was "COP OUT" and the header above the story itself ended with " he skipped out of town--permanently."

But I'm talking about the incident that started the whole problem, at least the one that started bringing in a copious amount of letters to the editor.

It was the week that Brokeback Mountain arrived in theaters (I was going to put "came out" but that would only lead to misinterpretation) and the review in this paper was accompanied by a small picture taken from the movie that was crowned with the caption: "Homo On the Range."

The choices the paper's editor has made recently are receiving incredible scrutiny from the readers. But what can we expect? It's a free local arts & entertainment newspaper, how much can we trust its investigative reporting and how much can they expect the reader to trust? Unfortunately, the editors and staff writers of this periodical take themselves too seriously, I think, and even they forget that they are writing for an audience larger than the population of their offices. On both ends the entire problem stems from a lack of consideration of motives, meaning, and sources. Brokeback Mountain is another perfect example of this lacking reflection.

Kevin Smith puts a lot of homosexual humor into his films and outside organizations have reacted negatively to it. However, in his fantastic (and hilarious) Q&A DVD (entitled "An Evening With Kevin Smith") Smith says he fills his movies with that humor out of respect for his homosexual brother. Watch the DVD for specific details.

Like Smith's films, a lot of people are taking Brokeback Mountain out of context. Some people are seeing the film as an issue movie, one propogated by the evil homosexual shadow organizations around the world.

But this is Ang Lee--the man that could pass as a young Dalai Lama if swathed in an orange robe and bespectacled. If one were to divide directors into three categories, the artistically-motivated (including Francis Ford Coppola, Tim Burton, and Martin Scorsese), the politically-motivated (Michael Moore, Steven Spielberg [in inspiration and not in aim], Oliver Stone, Spike Lee), and the entertainment-motivated (Sam Raimi, Peter Jackson, and Clint Eastwood), Lee would be a part of the first, artistically-motivated group. Looking at Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Sense & Sensibility, and even Hulk one can see that it's not the content of the film that he's necessarily pushing but it's the work as a film that interests him. He tried to do the same thing with Hulk as he did with Crouching Tiger..., to make a relatable, beautiful movie--and, arguably, Hulk could have been so if they'd cut 2 of the 3 endings they tacked on. And, in sequence, Lee's doing the same thing again with a little-known short story.

People are always referring to the film as "the gay cowboy movie," which, I guess, is what it is. But that people shrink in fear from it, as if everyone who worked on the film was gay (they weren't) and it had some incredible power to turn the viewer gay (it can't) and that being gay meant living a life not unlike the undead, void of all thought and meaning (it doesn't). As soon as it became associated with homosexuality and not the story of impossible love (re: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon) people created expectations that aren't founded (re: Hulk). It's just a movie. Most people, and I'm not joking, half-way expect the damned thing to be a musical fairy-land where two guys frolic beneath Montana's big sky holding hands, adorned in bright colors and call each other "bitch" all the time as they blow kisses to each other.

From what I understand this is not the case. I have yet to see the movie but I look forward to doing so. What this whole "controversy" reveals is that while some (most, hopefully) thought that American society was growing more tolerant of fellow people, many still can't believe that people with one different quality of living can have the same tragedy, comedy, history, love, sadness, and intelligence of "normal" life. But life is defined by the differences that present themselves as we stroll along. We all think of ourselves as "normal" and we judge everything on the base values established by our very selves. Difference is normal, or else we may not even realize we are alive.