A slice of culture

When I went to Blockbuster the other day, every copy of King Kong, The Chronicles of Narnia and Brokeback Mountain were all checked out. It was the "opening day" for Narnia and Brokeback. I'm not sure what it says when a small town in South Carolina has a high demand for such vastly different films. Our culture is diverse, there's no doubt about that.

Comments

[Louis]

Encouraging.

[seeker]

Hey, like it or not, you can't get away from conservative christians or gays, or conservative christian gays ;). Guess we'll have to live with each others.

[Louis]

This is also interesting:

http://www.365gay.com/Newscon06/04/040606walUpdt.htm

[Aaron]

Yeah, I tire more and more of the AFA, who seem to think that boycotts and threatenings of boycotts are the best way to spread Christ in the culture.

[Louis]

Funny, I thought spreading Christ meant suppressing gay rights.

[Aaron]

Of course, Louis everything within Christianity revolves around gay people. We meet every Sunday just so we can discuss how we are going to supress gay people this week. You really need to move past the conspiracy theories.

[Sam]

Then move Christianity away from gay hatred Aaron. It isn't loving to call gays disordered and in need of psychiatric attention, to declare that their relationships aren't worth as much as your relationships, to blame society's shortcomings on gays (amongst others). When Christians stop, I know that I'll stop.

[Cineaste]

I thought this fit into the "Slice of Culture" topic the best...

R.I.P Anna Nicole Smith 1967-2007

You were a big beautiful dumb blond and I'm sad you are gone. People say you were a nice person but you never met a camera you didn't like. No matter how superficial your life seemed, you had deep personal issues. It's always saddest when someone dies of a broken heart while having everything to live for. Vickie Lynn Hogan may not have had the stature of Norma Jean but there are similarities.

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
When the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
Your legend ever did

Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
Was that Marilyn was found in the nude

Goodbye Norma Jean
From the young man in the 22nd row
Who sees you as something as more than sexual
More than just our Marilyn Monroe