Oh My God?! I Think ... I´m a Pseudo Indie...

Synaptic Impulse

Ricardo Cabral

Trailer Park Boys

IMDB\Torrent

We're not evil sinners or perfect knockoffs of God.
We let the world tell us whether we're saints or sex addicts...sane or insane...heroes or victims...whether we're good mothers or loving sons.
But we can decide for ourselves.

Religulous\Torrent

The irony of religion is that because of its power to divert man to destructive courses,the world actually could come to an end.
The plain fact is, religion must die for mankind to live.
The hour is getting very late to be able to indulge in having key decisions made by religious people,by irrationalists, by those who would steer the ship of state not by a compass,but by the equivalent of reading the entrails of a chicken.
Faith means making a virtue out of not thinking.
It's nothing to brag about.
And those who preach faith and enable and elevate it are our intellectual slaveholders,keeping mankind in a bondage to fantasy and nonsense that has spawned and justified so much lunacy and destruction.
Religion is dangerous because it allows human beings who don't have all the answers to think that they do.
Most people would think it's wonderful when someone says,"I'm willing, Lord.I'll do whatever You want me to do. "
Except that since there are no gods actually talking to us,that void is filled in by people with their own corruptions,- limitations and agendas.
And anyone who tells you they know,they just know what happens when you die,I promise you, you don't.
How can I be so sure?
Because I don't know,and you do not possess mental powers that I do not.
The only appropriate attitude for man to have about the big questions is not the arrogant certitude that is the hallmark of religion,but doubt. Doubt is humble,and that's what man needs to be,considering that human history is just a litany of getting shit dead wrong.
This is why rational people,anti-religionists,must end their timidity and come out of the closet and assert themselves.
And those who consider themselves only moderately religious really need to look in the mirror and realize that the solace and comfort that religion brings you actually comes at a terrible price.
If you belonged to a political party or a social club that was tied to as much bigotry, misogyny,homophobia, violence and sheer ignorance as religion is, you'd resign in protest.
To do otherwise is to be an enabler,a Mafia wife,with the true devils of extremism that draw their legitimacy from the billions of their fellow travelers.
If the world does come to an end here or wherever,or if it limps into the future,decimated by the effects of a religion-inspired nuclear terrorism,let's remember what the real problem was:
That we learned how to precipitate mass death before we got past the neurological disorder of wishing for it.
That's it. Grow up or die.

OK, so it's the 21st century.A 15-year-old using a toothbrush to masturbate about her best friend really shouldn't be that big a deal.

Sugar Rush\Torrent

"I got what the world would call a normal, boring job.
I wake up in the morning, get dressed,drive myself to work, put on a name tag,take my brain out of my skull,and place it in a drawer.
I spend the next nine hours smiling at people,pretending to be interested in their happiness,tolerating the company of my co-workers, staring at the clock.
At the end of the day, I take my name tag off, open the drawer, reach for my brain,plop it back inside, walk to the employee parking lot, drive myself home.
And it's really, really, really boring." in Weeds
 

ADAM ARCURAGI - The bottom of the river
by lablogotheque

"Tous les samedi, les deux niveaux d’un banal parking lugubre se transforment en marché aux puces de Chelsea.

Lorsqu’Adam Arcuragi et son groupe se sont pointés avec leurs instruments, les vendeurs, prudents, ont objecté que peut-être l’exquis "Bottom of the River" allait distraire les clients, et les détourner de leur intention première : dépenser leur argent dans des cartes postales vintage et autre horloge Tupac Shakur qui fonctionne très bien, ou peut-être que non. Mais Arcuragi et cie les a séduit, et une femme au sourire contagieux est même allée jusqu’à vider un bac plein d’ordures pour qu’il serve de grosse caisse au groupe."[F]

`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'