Tuesday, January 17, 2012

I Hate Nerds

No, not these nerds


These nerds

The definition of the word nerd has a wide range, especially if you ask a nerd about it. Typically they will state something along the lines of:
An individual persecuted for his superior skills or intellect, most often by people who fear and envy him.

Alas, reality has taught me otherwise.

Nerds are socially inadequate people, very insecure and weak, who cling to their supposed intellect and knowledge to compensate. Also known as schoolyard prey.

They're fairly smart in general, so they know this to be true.

I've met many nerds in my life, from school, college, work to the internet, and while I can share some points of view, and general interest in knowledge; the fact they're so socially inept always ends up pissing me off. As skilled as they might be in some areas, there's something plain wrong with their personalities: the fact they try too hard to be liked.

A typical nerd, hardly ever stands up for himself, rather whines and recurs to pity. More likely recoils and becomes part of whatever fandom to find more people like him, takes pride in his little group of like-minded people, and their ground-breaking superior taste, away from the terrible masses of bullies and jocks. But their most intense wish is becoming part of "the cool kids", getting laid with the pretty bimbos, and all that stupid crap. This produces a lot of anxiety and cognitive dissonance on them, ironically making them an unpleasant company.

Notice at this point, I'm referring to males, female nerds are a tad different.

Even when they usually grow up and change their appearance, try to be more outgoing and get the cool guy facade; the odds are, deep inside they're the same insecure, ball-less, obnoxious try-hards, asking for a good smack.

They tend to become manipulative and deceiving to reach out for others, and leech on the ones they perceive better than them. They'll fake they know about some subject, just to keep your attention. Or pretend they're someone's friend, to be acquainted with others. Feign certain trait, to be accepted. They'll deceive themselves as, ultimately, the winners. While leaving you with the bad taste, of interacting with a shallow personality that read a ton of books, and can quote Star Wars (or any other crap no one gives a fuck about) from memory.

The internet provides a great platform for them. All the social networks, where people can show the good side of their lives, and pretend they're better than they are. Not having to show face or voice tone to communicate with others. Thousands of forums where they can "pwn" people, with their great knowledge to impress others...

There was a certain fad some years ago glorifying nerds. And even today it has become a badge of honor, for some. The next is a short list of pseudo-arguments I've heard:

"You might be working in the future, for the nerd you bullied in school!"
Most nerds I know have average jobs.

"Bill Gates is a nerd!"
So? Being somewhat smart doesn't make you a genius, doesn't guarantee financial success either.

"Girls love nerds"
Yeah, no. We (non-nerd females) like smart men, not spine-less losers. The type of women seeking for wimps, are either nerds or control freak cunts...

So yeah... keep on dreaming, buddy. Keep on dreaming.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Hero-less

"All my heroes are dead"

Those are the words of Bill Hicks in his last show, 1993, right before getting banned from life by cancer. I'm, nonetheless, not fan of Hicks. I appreciate his dark sense of humor, and especially his straightforward angry energy on stage, but I'm not his fan.

In fact when I think about it, my heroes aren't dead, my heroes just never existed. I can admire and recognize specific traits from others, their dedication, their attitude, their work. I read many authors, historical characters bios, but I can't see myself as a follower, I don't keep an interest in individuals for too long. I extract the considerably good knowledge and ideas and then move on. And when I recollect all my "influences", the scheme is so big, full of many fragments, it's hard to identify as whole known position, but just my as personal position.

This is why I'm very ambiguous about my political and my religious views. I can use labels to make it easier for people to understand, albeit it's hardly accurate.

I will never understand the mind of the followers completely. I will never understand how one can force oneself into a pre-defined parameter, disregarding personal experience and growth. I won't ever understand how one can aspire to be like someone else, but not to aspire to be better individuals for themselves.

Or how they can even "feel" for their heroes, to the point hysteria; the Beatles groupies fainting, the North Koreans crying over Kim Jong-Il's death, the audiences yelling at political rallies, the devotes chanting in trance at churches. I understand the power of the mob-mentality, as a temporal psychological phenomena, "getting carried away in the moment", but not as a permanent state of mind.

Between the many pros and cons of individualism, this is perhaps one of the best parts. After disconnection from the mobs and the labels, you have no one to look up at other than yourself.
You become hero-less. The only one who matters. The leader.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Breaking Bad

"I am not in danger. I AM the danger! A guy opens his door and gets shot and you think that of me? No. I am the one who knocks!" - Says Walter White, ex high school teacher, family man, who months ago (in the storyline) found out he had inoperable lung cancer, when he hadn't even smoked in his life.

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Breaking Bad centers on Mr. White and his involvement in the drug business, in order to make quick "easy" money for his family (pregnant wife and a handicapped teenager), before he's gone. Or so says the premise.

I'm not really into tv shows, and certainly when I heard the positive comments about it, my inner cynical bitch just thought "bah, more American media crap". I started watching the pilot on Netflix around a week ago, out of curiosity. And I got hooked. This is not exaggeration: the show is worse than meth, which is the fine product our protagonist elaborates to make a living.

The first impression I got from Mr. White, was around the lines of "hey, he reminds me of my favorite chemistry teacher, back in school!". After watching the 4th season finale, there's not much left of that goofy, geeky, somewhat awkward school teacher. The character has gone throughout one of them most impressive transformations, I've seen in films or tv series.

This is the hook. The story is well written, the production and art direction are superb, but the real deal lies in the main characters development. We're used to watch tough good guys, the cartoony anti-heroes fighting the good fight, quirky troubled good folks, even the tragic heroes forced by circumstances to make hard decisions (your every crimelife protagonist, after The Godfather).

Here the moral ambiguity, doesn't come from the situations presented to him per se, but rather from the character, who doesn't draw the line between good and evil, but between himself, his personal interests, and the rest of the world.


Walter White (Bryan Cranston) is a brilliant character, who undergoes a series of changes but he's not transformed out of the blue, he just finds and accepts, what was always part of him. Something many of us can identify ourselves with: the desire to take control over our lives, independently of the cultural norms and customs. As he states: "Never give up control. Live life on your own terms."

This is a step further, from the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde dilemma, where the struggle is to keep "the evil side" under control. He breaks free from the fear to not follow what's expected from him, when he realizes his life is about to end, and his good (submissive) behavior wasn't fairly rewarded. This is the dilemma of the modern man, the domesticated beast, law abiding citizen with a modest life style.

He's not a psychopath, he didn't have a traumatic life, he wasn't born in a family of criminals. He doesn't have excuses, not even cancer is enough of an apology. He's just your average guy, imposing his new rules, even if this involves his downfall and detriment for others. He deals with the consequences of his acts, positive and negative outcomes.

Mr. White finds a rather peculiar business partner, Jesse Pinkman (Aaron Paul), one of his former students. Typical problematic kid, with a wannabe gansta attitude (yo!), involved in the drugs business, few connections and a drugs addiction. He is, funny enough, naive and lighthearted, at least in the beginning. Jesse definitively steals the show, being a more easily likable, albeit emotionally weaker side of the partnership.



Some great side characters: Hank Schrader (DEA agent, Walter's brother in law), Saul Goodman (an hilarious 'criminal' lawyer). And it's worth mentioning the law enforcement guys aren't the true enemies (if anything Hank is in a complicated position). The antagonists come in the shape of eccentric kingpins and south american cartel associates. Ruthless methods and glimpses of a crime culture, in (a sometimes wonky) Spanish.

This is perhaps one of the few times, I don't find myself rooting for the antagonists, and that says a lot.

Yo! More pics... bitch!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Art Generator

Tired of thinking what your next artist's statement could be? Try The Market-O-Matic (1.0) [fine arts version] With just filling the blanks, get a full statement, that would have nothing to envy to contemporary artists!

Found at Stephen Hicks' site, I don't really know if as an artist, I should laugh or cry at how it sounds like real statements. How empty modern culture is, that a simple generator can replicate it. Then again, pseudo-intellectualism never was very complex.

I remember when I assisted to art school, before we could learn varied techniques, or experiment with materials, we had started developing the skill to bullshit the audience. It was simple: take a social or philosophical subject, expand on the idea from a liberal or controversial PoV, or just add some fancy words, not commonly used, and voila!

Anyway, this is what I got:
Work of Anti-Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction

The mind creates, the body reproduces. In the material space, art objects are reproductions of the creations of the mind -- a mind that uses the body as a machine to materialize ideas, patterns, and emotions. With the evolution of the electronic environment, the mind is reaching a point where it will be free from the body to share immersions into the parameters of the delphic space. Work of Anti-Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction contains 10 minimal shockwave engines (also refered to as "soundtoys") that enable the user to make transgenic audio/visual compositions.

measuring chains, constructing realities
putting into place forms
a matrix of illusion and disillusion
a strange attracting force
so that a seduced reality will be able to spontaneously feed on it



Ros Kovac's work investigates the nuances of pixels through the use of slow motion and close-ups which emphasize the Mechanical nature of digital media. Kovac explores abstract and atemporal scenery as motifs to describe the idea of infinite space. Using static loops, non-linear narratives, and slow-motion images as patterns, Kovac creates meditative environments which suggest the expansion of time...

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