behold, the rare saturday morning blog post. note the variant plumage...
our dvd player is fucked up. no bother, we've got a playstation 2 that serves as a dvd player. the playstation, however, has a child lock (hint: if you hit (x) five times in a row, you've figured out my code) which gives a level rating to each film you might attempt to watch. it doesn't do this with video games, which i find a little odd, as modern video games are among the most disturbingly violent things i've ever seen (not that i'm complaining, just pointing out the fact). anyway, out of nine, last night we put in "domino," which warrants a six. it begins with "adult language" and a severed arm (we didn't get any farther than that, as siouxs! can't watch such graphic things around dinner time). "can't buy me love" (i think, my eighties movie knowledge is lacking) which was rated pg-13 was an 8. to the best of my recollection, there were no severed arms in "can't buy me love," not even so much as a finger. there couldn't have been too much foul language, because pg-13 movies are only allowed one "fuck" per flick. what evil, greater than maiming, shooting, and swearing gives this movie its high parental control level? drinking. drinking to the good people at sony, is worse than violence. drinking may not be for everyone, sure, but chopping off people's arms is not for anyone. booze is made to have a good time (though some people overuse the good time). big fucking guns are made to put large holes in people (though some people never put big fucking holes in people). which do you rate as more corrupting to our children?
fuck madd and the neo-prohibition movement, you killjoy bastards.
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