Salve Magistra: Emerson is wincing

So at the advice of a couple of friends, I have decided to begin a blog. I so very much wanted to avoid this nether-region of cyberspace, that in my opinion only gives individuals (like myself) the false hope that I too can "speak in my own voice", to paraphrase Ralph Waldo Emerson.

I suppose I am slowly coming to the realization that Bill Maher is correct, and I too suffer from this phobia that afflicts America: fear of not being heard. This phobia has created a slew of ills, not which the least has been exhibitionism. Thus noone was surprised when Ms. Hilton decided to help her families business out (and yes, Hilton Hotels gained tremendously. Once a hotel for "old people", with one trick -pun intended- Hilton Hotels was able to give itself a younger attitude, and clientele) by baring it all.

No doubt, Blogspot.com has filled this void within the heart of our troubled nation (and making a pretty penny off it I bet). When it all comes down to it, I must admit that acceptance of not being able to be heard, has drifted me to this sight. I dont doubt my actions are that different than a drinker finally succumbing to the acceptance that he/she is an alcoholic and allows this acceptance to become an identity.

I first began with the "gateway drug" known as Friendster. I than slowly diversified (bought the Jamaican quality stuff) with MySpace, and now I am about ready to pop veins with Kurt Cobain apparently. Who knows, when the party will end!

But anyways, I digress. I wanted to start off this blog with something important and creative to say. Alas, most of my "worthy" (and what is worthy to me is probably crap to the rest of the World) projects lay gathering dust; stillborn because I do not have the inner-strength, and/or guts to get over my perfectionism (Ah, Perfectionism, a quality so very valuable when given to those who work hard, but when bestowed upon the lazy and those who lack the stamina of their passion, can be quite restrictive).

Still, I would not like to disappoint. If I get decent feedback, I think I will start to post my various poems, short-stories I have accumulated through the years, as well as general opinions on contemporary issues (or non-issues as the want may be).

I would like to start with the famous song "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt. True, this is not the most important topic, but its on my mind, so here we are. I finally saw the video the other day (and NO, I did not see it on "Empty V" aka Mtv, but on Fuse....I miss Much Music so bad. Sometimes I feel like moving to Canada just so I can watch that station), and was not impressed.

I had heard the video was "good" or "great" or somewhere in between those benchmarks. I think its "ok". If I was the director I would have taken a different angle:

I would have had a shot of a man, gloomily walking through the streets of New York City, going down to the subway and entering a train.

I would have him focus his eyes across the train-cart. The camera follows on this girl, a rather cute girl, but (without sounding mean) "nothing special". The song continues and it mainly focuses on the girl noticing him noticing her, not to mention his actions.

To make a long story short, as the song nears the end he finally gets up and approaches towards her. You see her breath hold slightly in anticipation, only to have the wind knocked out of her as she realizes he has been eyeing this girl sitting next to her.

As the song ends "I will never be with you", the guy is with the other girl, and the pretty-cute but "nothing special" girl is still all alone.

Anyways, that is my first blog. Very uneventful I bet for most of you (who that maybe one or two individuals who ventured here for the sake of pity I bet). I promise to be far more creative and/or controversial (hey, when you can't impress with talent, than you might as well start a commotion!) next time I post. :)