True talent can make way for opportunities (videos of Anna Akana)

Wandering around the internet, as I commonly do since becoming a hermit (ha), and decided to check out a channel I subscribe to but hadn’t looked at in a minute. This being Anna Akana’s channel. The lady is truly talented, as an actress, a filmmaker, and a vlogger.

“T Minus Two”:


“Why women are ‘crazy’ “:

“How to be badass (by association)”:

“on burning bras”:

“Emergency Call”:

“Why Girls Are Gold Diggers”:

“I’ve Been”:

“Yes, I am Sexy.”:

“be uncomfortable”:


“How to put on your face”:

“Running out of ideas”:


“Short Films: Let’s Talk Money”:


“I have a problem.”:

On that last one I’ve gotta say I could have easily said the same thing when about her age (in terms of feeling like the world was my oyster if I just put in the effort and hone my skills). Then shit changed. Fault and blame — runs and circles around. I know. Just sayin’. Shit can change in ways we never could’ve expected; for whatever reasons we drop the reins. Courage, motivation and vision. (My problem is a lack a vision beyond day-to-day life anymore. And apparently this isn’t too uncommon. Wasn’t always this way, but it’s crept up on me over over time. Actively resisting becoming jaded in my 20s… seems I proved unsuccessful. And that’s my obstacle to deal with. Be that as it may.

“How to Level Up”:

Anna is trying to make a name for herself, and I give her props. She’s undeniably talented. And she tries to keep it real at the base level. I respect that. Came across her channel a while back and appreciated it ever since, coming back around from time to time to check it out. Recommended youtuber.

These sort of people make me wish I was talented too.  ha  But life shakes how it does. Gotta each work with what we can.

My latest addiction

It’s actually kind of a weird one, not expected. I’m currently working through season 2 of the show Desperate Housewives, having been introduced to it recently by my companion (humorously enough). He came across it a few years back while laid off from work, found it amusing and so kept watching it, then mentioned it to me after we’d completed Breaking Bad (still have part of the last season to watch there once it’s available on Netflix) and Malcolm in the Middle.

And to think I used to tease my best girlfriend about her and her husband’s interest in the show Friends, though that’s like comparing apples to oranges. Desperate Housewives is way more interesting and entertaining, gotta give it that. It’s actually quite funny in places, and the story’s flow really keeps me absorbed. So far I’m considering it a quality tv drama.

Now, understand that I don’t subscribe to cable and do not watch much television normally, so I don’t keep up on what all folks are watching at any given time. To give people an idea: the first and only Survivor series I watched was back in 2001, finally watched the Twin Peaks series on VHS years after it came out, went through a Bravo channel phase in 2006-2007 (which led to me canceling my cable subscription for the last time — I don’t even like or know anything about fashion, so why was Project Runway appealing? I still can’t answer that), only watched one or two episodes of The Sopranos, seen the show House maybe twice, I spend more time on PBS than any other channel and one of my all-time favorite shows remains In the Heat of the Night — need I say more? heh

Screw pop culture anyway. Got saturated with enough of it in the ’90s. Learn more about it than I ever want to while just standing around waiting in check-out lines. Annoying.

But anyway, we drug Desperate Housewives up under the rock and I’m actually finding it very captivating. Normally we save shows to watch during dinners together, but since he’s already watched pretty far in it’s fine for me to catch up on my own time. Started the new year off sick so I had plenty of time to lay around watching this and Married With Children too (all seasons of the latter are freely available for viewing on Youtube, btw).

It’s winter, so might as well take it easy indoors. It started snowing this afternoon and got so icy so fast that it took my companion over 3.5 HOURS to make it to his house after he got off work, trying to drive straight home, and that’s for a distance that normally takes only 20 minutes! Was pandemonium out there during the evening rush hour. No point going anywhere until tomorrow.

So now back to my show…


Though that’s not entirely true. Worked some earlier. Busier day tomorrow. Glad to not need to be anywhere tonight.

One of the best movies ever made: “The Big Lebowski”

Had enough seriousness for one day, so time to roll out some clips from one of my favorite movies of all time, “The Big Lebowski”:

I adore John Goodman (most especially) and Jeff Bridges. Steve Buscemi’s entertaining too.

Also own the soundtrack and love it, though it only includes about half the songs from the movie.

One song I particularly love but don’t believe I’d heard prior to picking up the soundtrack is Captain Beefheart’s “Her Eyes Are a Blue Million Miles”:

That song is touching and pulls at my heart strings for some unknown reason. Maybe because I tend to attract blue-eyed love interests and friends. Every time I listen to it a feeling washes over me of great appreciation for beauty and dedicated love, tinged with sadness.

Here’s an interesting one I know I’d never heard before:

That was “Ataypura” by Yma Sumac.

Even Mozart made a debut in the film (though not on the soundtrack unfortunately) with portions of his last work “Requiem in D Minor,” this part titled “Lacrimosa” (performed by The Slovak Philharmonic Orchestra and Choir):

Amazing what you learn by becoming a fan of the Dude.

Chris Hedges’ book “Empire of Illusions: The End of Literacy and the Triumph of Spectacle”

Having read a number of Chris Hedges’ books, including American Fascists: The Christian Right and the War on America, War is a Force That Gives Us Meaning, Losing Moses on the Freeway, I Don’t Believe in Atheists, his 2010 book titled Empire of Illusion: The End of Literacy and the Triumph of Spectacle is another I’d like to offer up to others, though I wouldn’t recommend beginning with reading this one, this book being more of a summary and broad treatment of a collection of problems facing society. Hedges hits several major points, from our tantalization with Jerry Springer-esque forms of entertainment to the personal and societal destructiveness of hardcore pornography; from the dangers of corporatism and the realities and consequences we face today, as a nation and a people, politically, socially, and economically, to the power of love. This man does a great job of telling it like it is!

I’ll include some excerpts below, beginning on pages 14-15:

In The Republic, Plato imagines human beings chained for the duration of their lives in an underground cave, knowing nothing but darkness. Their gaze is confined to the cave wall, upon which shadows of the world above are thrown. They believe these flickering shadows are reality. If, Plato writes, one of these prisoners is freed and brought into the sunlight, he will suffer great pain. Blinded by the glare, he is unable to see anything and longs for the familiar darkness. But eventually his eyes adjust to the light. The illusion of the tiny shadows is obliterated. He confronts the immensity, chaos, and confusion of reality. The world is no longer drawn in simple silhouettes. But he is despised when he returns to the cave. He is unable to see in the dark as he used to. Those who never left the cave ridicule him and swear never to go into the light lest they be blinded as well.

Plato feared the power of entertainment, the power of the sense to overthrow the mind, the power of emotion to obliterate reason. No admirer of popular democracy, Plato said that the enlightened or elite had a duty to educate those bewitched by the shadows on the cave wall, a position that led Socrates to quip: “As for the man who tried to free them and lead them upward, if they could somehow lay their hands on him and kill him, they would do so.”

We are chained to the flickering shadows of celebrity culture, the spectacle of the arena and the airwaves, the lies of advertising, the endless personal dramas, many of them completely fictional, that have become the staples of news, celebrity gossip, New Age mysticism, and pop psychology.

On porn and profits, page 58:

There are some 13,000 porn films made every year in the United States, most in the San Fernando Valley in California. According to the Internet Filter Review, worldwide porn revenues, including in-room movies at hotels, sex clubs, and the ever-expanding e-sex world, topped $97 billion in 2006. That is more than the revenues of Microsoft, Google, Amazon, eBay, Yahoo!, Apple, Netflix, and Earthlink combined. Annual sales in the United States are estimated at $10 billion or higher. There is no precise monitoring of the porn industry. And porn is very lucrative to some of the nation’s largest corporations. General Motors owns DIRECTV, which distributes more than 40 million streams of porn into American homes every month. AT&T Broadband and Comcast Cable are currently the biggest American companies accommodating porn users with the Hot Network, Adult Pay Per View, and similarly themed services. AT&T and GM rake in approximately 80 percent of all porn dollars spent by consumers.

[Bold emphasis mine.]

Broaching the topic of the fall of the United States of America on page 142:

The country I live in today uses the same civic, patriotic, and historical language to describe itself, the same symbols and iconography, the same national myths, but only the shell remains. The America we celebrate is an illusion. America, the country of my birth, the country that formed and shaped me, the country of my father, my father’s father, and his father’s father, stretching back to the generations of my family that were here for the country’s founding, is so diminished as to be unrecognizable. I do not know if this America will return, even as I pray and work and strive for its return.

The words consent of the governed have become an empty phrase. Our textbooks on political science and economics are obsolete. Our nation has been hijacked by oligarchs, corporations, and a narrow, selfish, political, and economic elite, a small privileged group that governs, and often steals, on behalf of moneyed interests. This elite, in the name of patriotism and democracy, in the name of all the values that were once part of the American system and defined the Protestant work ethic, has systematically destroyed our manufacturing sector, looted the treasury, corrupted our democracy, and trashed the financial system. During this plundering we remained passive, mesmerized by the enticing shadows on the wall, assured our tickets to success, prosperity, and happiness were waiting around the corner.

Chris Hedges includes substantiating literature on the topics discussed, listed in the bibliography, with a few titles and authors specifically mentioned on page 146:

There were some who saw it coming. The political philosophers Sheldon S. Wolin, John Ralston Saul, and Andrew Bacevich, writers such as Noam Chomsky, Chalmers Johnson, David Korten, and Naomi Klein, and activists such as Bill McKibben, Wendell Berry, and Ralph Nader warned us about our march of folly. In the immediate years after the Second World War, a previous generation of social critics recognized the destructive potential of the rising corporate state. Books such as David Riesman’s The Lonely Crowd, C. Wright Mills’s The Power Elite, William H. White’s The Organization Man, Seymour Mellman’s The Permanent War Economy: A Guide to Pseudo-Events in America, and Reinhold Niebuhr’s The Irony of American History have proved to be prophetic. This generation of writers remembered what had been lost. They saw the intrinsic values that were being dismantled. The culture they sought to protect has largely been obliterated. During the descent, our media and universities, extensions of corporate and mass culture, proved intellectually and morally useless. They did not thwart the decay. We failed to heed the wisdom of these critics, embracing instead the idea that all change was a form of progress.

In his book Democracy Incorporated, Wolin, who taught political philosophy at Berkeley and at Princeton, uses the phrase inverted totalitarianism to describe our system of power. Inverted totalitarianism, unlike classical totalitarianism, does not revolve around a demagogue or charismatic leader. It finds expression in the anonymity of the corporate state. It purports to cherish democracy, patriotism, and the Constitution while manipulating internal levers to subvert and thwart democratic institutions. Political candidates are elected in popular votes by citizens, but candidates must raise staggering amounts of corporate funds to compete. They are beholden to armies of corporate lobbyists in Washington or state capitals who author the legislation and get the legislators to pass it. Corporate media control nearly everything we read, watch, or hear. It imposes a bland uniformity of opinion. It diverts us with trivia and celebrity gossip. In classical totalitarianism regimes, such as Nazi fascism or Soviet communism, economics was subordinate to politics. “Under inverted totalitarianism the reverse is true,” Wolin writes. “Economics dominates politics—and with that domination comes different forms of ruthlessness.”

[Italicized emphasis his. Bold emphasis mine.]

Excerpts don’t do this book justice. I agree so much with this author. The man makes a great deal of sense, especially when I read this book in conjunction with other books like Naomi Klein’s The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism, Chris Hedges’ American Fascists: The Christian Right and the War on America, Jared Diamond’s Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed, Richard L. Rubenstein’s The Cunning of History: Mass Death and the American Future, Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World, as well as Ron Paul’s End the Fed (not that I personally share Ron Paul’s exuberance for returning to a gold standard).

Here is a review of Empire of Illusion in The Cleveland Leader. I don’t share the reviewer’s disappointment with the ending, lamenting that “Hedges didn’t conclude his work with some small glimmers of hope.” Au contraire. Mr. Hedges ended on the most hopeful message one can offer: that we learn to love one another and make the necessary sacrifices to pull through. Love is no small matter. It may be all we really have…all that will ever set things right.

Below is an interview of Chris Hedges on GRITtv (July 2009):