cant wait until this movie comes out on DVD next month
I’ve just finished reading The Geography of Bliss by Eric Weiner.
I really enjoyed this book. I recommend it. Definitely.
It’s not sappy or washed down. It’s insightful and honest.
it’s on my list
Dan: You guys hate coming to school right?
Class: Yes.
Dan: Holla back if you heard me! You hate it, but you come anyway.such a good movie.
I tried to teach dialectics like Ryan Gosling does in his class. It didn’t work. Ryan’s father is a huge proponent of using it in the classroom. I should take next summer to try and learn more about it.
Right around this episode (“?”) is when my excitement about this show turned into an addiction.
I believe the epsidoe that did it for me was “Lockdown” in that same season. It’s the one in which the black light map appears on one of the blast doors. It’s also the episode when they find out that Ben is not “Henry Gale” and is really an Other.
That bastard ripped-open the three green garbage bags, for the whole damn street to see my private business!
I could only stand up. And look down at the destruction! There, on the sidewalk. Dumbfounded. Men and women passing, for work. A few young whores already out. …Walking their prostitute walk; and having the nerve, with a scornful look on their face, to step-over my private possessions, capsized on the sidewalk, as if they’re stepping-over garbage!…
And there. Is this bastard. A man. Bending over my garbage. Pulling things out of my three green garbage bags I brought from the Dollarama store! That bastard!
…He has his two hands inside my garbage. Like a man pulling dirty clothes out of a laundry bag. At that point I shout at the bastard! ‘Hey, you!’…at the top of my voice…
He looked round. And he sees me. And he continued to put his hands inside my garbage.
‘Hey, you! Take your blasted hands out o’ my garbage, man!’
And then, I looked good…’cause it really was kind o’ dark, still.
My God! He was a black man! A black man! The man pulling garbage out o’ my three green garbage bags, is one o’ we!
My God -in-heaven! The garbage-thief is a black man! It make my heart bleed…
‘You come to that?’ I shout at him. ‘You don’t know you are a black man? You come to this? You lost our dignities? And your decency?’
…I felt he was assaulting me…raping me in broad daylight…with his right hand, in a black glove, against my face.
Digging into my possessions. And that cigarette in the right side of his mouth, dangling, and the smoke going in his eyes, looking like…like Edward G. Robinson in a crime movie…
‘What the hell are you doing?’ I screeled at him, the second time. And do you know what that bastard said to me? On that sad morning, when I was looking out for his dignity as a black man?
‘It is garbage.’ He said to me, ‘It is garbage, isn’t it?
My garbage is garbage! Heh-heh-heh, heiii! All I could do was laugh. ‘It is garbage.’
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