I
don't mean to be snarky in fact I prided myself at getting away from
the snarky blog syndrome. You know those pieces unencapsulated rage
that the writer puts down on paper or on the Internet about something
that really irritates them. I get the feeling sometimes that
snarkiness is what people like and blogs. I know when I first started
my blog years ago I was snarky I was pest about designated “handicap”
parking and not only the violators but the whole concept. I was also
snarky about accessible bathrooms and how able-bodied folks loved to
use the free accessible bathroom, always when I was a gigantic hurry.
I also attacked public dining tables that were never high enough for
a power chair or any chair to get under actually. And on and on and
on. But I sort of got over that but I sort of also realized that
people weren't that interested in my blogs anymore they like the
snarkiness of the blog. I also found out that it takes a lot of
energy to be snarky and to keep the snarkiness up day after day.
Maybe I just grew out of my snarkiness I don't know or elected not to
or the obvious snarkiness which exists in a very snarky world.
Yesterday
however the snarky giant woke from a long nap. I was feeling pretty
good yesterday morning as I woke to the sunshine and promise of a
beautiful spring day with decent temperatures. I bopped around the
apartment listening to NPR and generally enjoying the morning and was
kind of intrigued with a review of the movie Ugly Dolls.
The movie's main protagonist was a rapper which I found somewhat
interesting. I know it seems a little bit self-indulgent because I
went to the movies the day before but I'm figuring now… Just do it!
I'm not getting any younger that's for sure and I seem to have the
financial ability to do small things in the “now” so I just did
it. On Sundays the bus service is lousy. On Redwood Road the 15
minute headways go down to one hour headways so it's best to check. I
did check and I found the bus route time corresponded exactly what I
needed for the movie it would get me to the movies five minutes
before the movie was seated it was a sign. I checked around the
apartment and had Tail end of the box of Cheerios which I wanted up
and stuck my backpack along with some dried cherries and I thought
about a can of soda but I decided I could afford the soda at the
theaters.
Now
this is my Snark, rant. I've noticed the last couple movies I've
attended how the theater now is all into directing seed placement.
Piss me off! What happened to the good old days of free choice?you
know you pay for your ticket to get past the ticket guy you go in and
sit down where you want. Now it's go through a five-minute song and
dance with the ticket dunce as they make you choose the seat you
going to be. Now you've got old farts like me can barely make up
their mind what they want for breakfast let alone seating in a public
arena. Then you've got some high school kid trying to pay social
worker in assisting the senior to their ideal seating, or your
neighborhood cholo buying tickets for his home hee again gang Bros
in what used to take seconds now takes minutes it feels like ours as
you watch the time click by your ability to purchase your popcorn and
soda go down the tubes – – which is actually probably just as
well leaving me to deal with what contraband I stuffed into my
backpack. Seriously though. Now my healthcare person I believe is
right on what she's saying this is “big brother” gently moving
the minorities out of the white movie complex. I doubted her first
but the more I thought about it she may be right. Couple weeks ago I
thought maybe I'd buy my tickets I had the time then saw there was a
$2-$5 charge on that privilege. I said screw that I can wait in line
even if it drives you crazy. But is this the obvious
discrimination/nondiscrimination tactic by white middle-class America
to do a white only movie? Unbelievable.
If
you have kids I might recommend Ugly Dolls. Very cute the musical.
Does open to justify it on the concept of inclusion but that's a hard
push. The movie does preach against perfectionism and that being ugly
is okay… I'm confused…
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