Shakespeare Festival
May 7th

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"Oh the pain, oh the misery, oh the horror..."

"It's a stick up...don't anybody move!" is a common quote found in most high jacking movies in your local movie stores right now! What does this mean to young viewers, well when you're an easily influenced adolescent this could cause you to do harm, possibly punch your younger siblings, or slam your friends into a locker at school or even shoot up a convenience store for a meager little chocolate bar. Music can contribute to peoples interpretation to life and society, possibly influencing them to cause violence. When bands spill lyrics such as "smack it like a b*tch, and take it like a wh*re," you could take this as a motivational indication of what is right.
When a person with bestowed with role models and elders, to teach them the ways of life, one could interpret their discipline acts of "right and wrong," as an indication that smacking someone upside the head is the ideal way of teaching them there life lessons. In today's society you could even accept the fact that video games that allow people to lead fantasy lives, giving them such freedoms as "Grand Theft Auto," where one could go in, kill a man, steal his car, and drive erratically over to the strip mall and enjoy a beer with your friends. Needless to say, most of the owners of the make believe reality are young adolescent boys without girlfriends. So to pay for these alternate realities, and allow these corporations to make billions of dollars, we're now giving ourselves a new set of rules, putting the idea's that allow us to cause school shootings and robberies. And only because we say it on our t.v. screen, or were taught it by our guardians. Good job world. You've done well for yourself.

*Bang* I"ve Killed You.

Take a mentally handicapped man, and a dedicated best friend, and hope you have a brilliantly diversed story. Then give that retarded man a puppy, and allow him to kill it, along with multiple mice, and possibly a woman, and there you have it, no longer do you have that heart warming story of friendship, but a brutal killer, and he's too dumb to know it.
Take Lennie Small, a man of rare intelligence, or none at all, and give him a traveling partner, George Milton, a vile yet pathetic care taker, put them in the dusty depression and set them off to work, where they are faced with obstacles of people from short man syndrome and hidden loneliness of a desperate housewife. This movie allowed John Malkovich to show off his rapist stares and down syndrome speech, in hopes to capture your attention as a murderous, slow man. He was accompanied by Gary Sinise, talented in the way of a grunt and shrug with the persona of being a jerk. These actors did the novella by John Steinbeck no justice for character depth when they simply skimmed the surface of understanding of the novel. Directer, Horton Foote, allowed Steinbeck to make a fool out of character Lennie Small, by allowing him to be dumb like log. When rating this movie, I'd give it 1 hand of vaceline out of a possible 10 shot dead dogs, for that is about as much sence this story made to me.

The day it all changed...

When I woke up, my head was spinning. I felt like either it was the best sleep in my entire life, or I was having a horrible headache. But it became apparent something was different about this morning. I threw my feet off off the bed, reached for my slippers then slowly shuffled my feet towards the bathroom.
As I glanced into the mirror it became clear, I could not see anything, there was no reflection of...me. It was incredibly shocking, I examined the mirror, inside and out, hopefully it was some sick joke that my brothers had played. After the adrenaline had slowly subsided, I had to accept the inevitable.
I was invisible.

Pretty Butterfly

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