Creative Research Project

25 04 2011

I chose to do my project on how overwhelming social media is.

Ironically, a lot of social media related things happened during the course of this project. In class, someone brought up the topic of the Grey’s Anatomy episode where Doctor Bailey Tweets during surgeries. That way, people can ask her questions and people can give their input and opinions on the surgery that’s going on.

Another thing that I saw is that hospitals are beginning to use iPads. They can use them now to show a patient his or her X-rays, check to see if drugs they have prescribed you have any interactions with other drugs you might be taking and check your medical history.

I, for one, think that technology, if used correctly, could do wonders for our society. Whereas before we were only limited to knowing things that we might have read before or heard from someone, now we have everything we need to know at the tips of our fingers.

However, if not done right, social media could get out of hand in certain situations.

Picture this: You’re at the hospital. A loved one is having a major surgery. All of a sudden, your phone vibrates. You look down and see a text that reads, “We lost him.”

Initially, you would think that would be a horrible way to find out something like that. However, the more you think about it, the more realistic something like that seems. Just think of how interpersonal things are now with the use of Facebook, Twitter and text messaging.

I drew a comic to express the above scenario better:

Caption: “Doc: We R losing him…” “Nurse: I will inform the family…”Caption: sigh

Caption: “Nurse: @family: We lost him…”Caption: “Family: Nurse @family We lost him…”


Pardon me, Your Majesty, you’ll have to leg it out of a window.

14 04 2011

Isn’t it a bit arrogant to think that we are totally alone in the universe? Isn’t it also a bit arrogant to believe that the only other living creatures among us are little green men?

Consider for a moment the episode of Doctor Who entitled “The Stolen Earth”. Now, pretty much every episode contains some sort of creature that has been living on Earth and the human race has had no knowledge of them. However, this episode contains one single line that really stuck with me. In the episode, 27 planets have gone missing (including Earth). The Doctor and Donna Noble go to the Shadow Proclamation (basically, the Galactic police) to try and figure out what has happened to all the planets. At one point, the Doctor asks Donna if anything strange has been going on on Earth that would be a sort of sign that something was amiss. She says something along the lines of, “Well, the bees are disappearing.” At first glance, it’s a daft statement, and even the Doctor seems to just shove it off. But then, he remembers. Some, not all, of the bees on Earth are from the planet Melissa Majoria. When they noticed the disturbance in the Tandocca Scale caused by the Dalek invasion, they fled back to Melissa Majoria causing the Earth bee population to decrease.

It really makes you wonder if there are things on Earth that we’ve had our entire lives that are actually so totally alien in every sense. What if some of the bees are actually from a distant planet. It is something to think about.

GCHQ (Government Communication Headquarters) Intercepted Dialogue.

14 04 2011

I’m reading this book called This Mitchell and Webb Book. They’re a comedy duo and they do a few different shows together. They’re really funny, and this just one of the many funny things in this book:

(It’s four different conversations that’ve been “intercepted” by the government. Funny stuff.)

1) “I hate to say it but I think Brenda uses her condition as a weapon, you know.” “I do, yes, of course she does. She was at mass last Sunday and it was like we were all supposed to be praying for her.” “Yeah, with all the death, disease and destruction in the world, the main thing we’ve got to focus on is her in-growing toe-nail!” “We shouldn’t be airing grievances like this though. Change the subject – how’s your new kitchen coming on?” “Not great. Steve was putting the first cupboard up when he drilled through a water pipe. Now I’m looking for the name of a good plumber!” “I’ve got the number of someone good. He’s new to the area and I invited him along to Church but he said he was Muslim.” “That just means he thinks you’re a nutter.”

2) “It’s a lovely plot on the edge of the cemetery, with a view down the hill to the sea.” “But why did he have to kill himself!?” “Gordon was a very unhappy man in so many ways, Mary. His favourite colour was brown, for God’s sake.” “I can’t stop being struck by what a waste it is, that’s all.” “His wasn’t a good life. Injecting methadone to try and kick the heroin…” “I thought he was coming through that – he was really getting into his music.” ” I hadn’t the heart to tell him I thought it was shit. I think that guy Geoff was just using him really.” “Well he borrowed money off him. Made him pay for a specially adapted left-handed guitar.” “When did you hear that?” “It came out on holiday, when we were all sitting round the pool.” “Cue a whingeing diatribe of self-justification from Geoff, I shouldn’t wonder.”

3) “Ooh, there’s nothing like a nice cup of tea.” “Warm the pot, that’s the secret.” “And Yorkshire tea from my stash.” “Of course. Aaah, that’s nice. Let’s see these photos then.” “Okay. That’s us at Disney World – standing between Mickey and Pluto. And here’s one we took when we were in Hollywood. Tim’s convinced that’s Nium Leeson.” “I think you mean Liam Neeson, who’s in Schindler’s List.” “And that’s the hire car – it’s a Volvo which surprised me!” “Tt! That’s not a sort of car I was given to understand was common in America.” “This is the lady in customs who Tim said was full of sanctimonious cant but she misheard.” “Er…awkward.” “But they agreed to bury the hatchet in the end.” “And that’s Canterbury Cathedral which Tim reckons there’s a secret stash of plutonium underneath. No idea where he got that idea from.”

4) “So you’ve got the guns?” “Yeah, and the ammo!” “We owe Big Girl Steve big time!” “Buy him a bunch of roses!” “Now there’s no need to be homophobic just cos you’re a mercenary doing a tour of duty for Al-Qaeda.” “To be fair, I was being ironic.” “Now the United Nations has been targeted before – so they’ll be on their guard.” “We should be expecting that by now. Preparation, that’s the ticket.” “Anyone who says otherwise – they’re fraudsters, if you ask me.”

“Y’Mean, like Jason Vorhees?”

14 04 2011

I am such a sucker for horror movies. Especially those extremely gore-y movies which seem to cast only the most B-rated of all the actors and actresses. Recently, a friend of mine suggested I watch a movie called “Hatchet II”. Naturally, my reaction was, “But, I haven’t seen ‘Hatchet 1’.” Upon seeing “Hatchet II”, I realized that seeing them in order would not matter whatsoever.

The plot for this movie is wonderfully generic. You can really just turn your brain off and enjoy the antics that ensue for this one. Basically, the plot is this: Marybeth (the actress from the “Halloween” movies) is seeking vengeance on Victor Crowley (the actor who played Jason Vorhees) because he killed her family. She get’s a group together including Reverend Zombie (the actor who played The Candyman in “Candyman”), a very big and angry man named Trent (the actor who played Leatherface in the “Texas Chainsaw Massacre”) and Marybeth’s unlce, Bob (the actor who played Michael Myers in “Halloween”).

Genius casting, right? I thought so, too. Now, this movie isn’t quite for the faint of heart. The movie isn’t long. Victor Crowley takes no time at all when it comes to killing people. And, it isn’t one of those movies that is just psychologically horrifying and you never see any of the killing. You see it. And you see it ALL. After the first person was killed, I was hooked. I can tell you about it, too because it isn’t giving anything away (not that there is anything to give away…):

There is a big “mountain man” looking guy sitting in a cabin alone and he startsĀ  hearing these noises. I’m pretty sure he knows that it’s Victor Crowley hunting him down. Out of nowhere, you see this horribly deformed guy reach through the mans stomach and yank out his intestines. Here’s where it gets funny. The man thinks he can run away even though Crowley has a hold of his intestines. So, the guy tries running but is abruptly stopped. Crowley begins to pull the guy back close to him (using his intestines, of course). Crowley has the guy sitting in front of him and begins wrapping the guys own intestines around his neck. He starts strangling him with his own intestines. Amazing, right? It get’s better. It pans away and all you can see is the shadow of what’s going on WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN THE GUYS HEAD EXPLODES.

My eyes got wide and my mouth hung open when this happened. I know it sounds awful, but sometimes, the gorier, the better.

I don’t always like turning my brain off when I’m watching a movie, but sometimes you just want to see a guys head explode as a result of being choked with his own intestines.

Patience is a Virtue?

12 04 2011

You turn your laptop on. It boots up, and you can finally see your desktop. You skim for the internet icon. Quickly, you double click. The “loading” circle starts, but just as soon as it started, it stops. Nothing happens. So, you double click again. Nothing happens. You do it a third time. All at once, you have three web pages open.

Ever happen to you? Of course it has.

The other day I was on my computer. I don’t remember exactly what website I was trying to get to, but I do know that it was taking forever to load. So what did I do? I clicked refresh. A lot. Now, was the site actually loading slow or have I just become too impatient? I have fast internet. Every web page I go to loads almost immediately 99% of the time. But when that 1% occurs, we lose our minds.

I think sometimes we forget that the big thing used to be dial up internet connections. Is this a case of not realizing what we have while we still have it?

More Liberal than the Average Bear.

10 04 2011

I consider myself to be an extreme liberal when it comes to my beliefs and ideas. I’ve always prided myself on that because I believe it makes me a more open minded person. Sometimes I wonder if that’s such a good thing, though.

I’ve always been very, very close to my younger (ten year old) brother. I never had a very good relationship with my older brother growing up, so even when my younger brother, Albert, was in the womb I swore I’d try harder with him. We’re pretty much inseparable. He usually sleeps in my room and goes everywhere with me. It’s safe to say I have a huge influence on him. It’s also safe to say he knows more than any ten year old should know. Now, some would say that’s a problem, but I believe it to be a good thing. It seems like nowadays parents would rather shelter their kids than expose them to the harshness of the real world. Even at his young age he and I have talked about sex, religion, drugs, etc. I believe he needs to hear those things, and if he’s asking me about it, that means he’s wondering about it, and I’m not going to lie to the boy. Usually, if he asks another family member an awkward question, their reply is, “Bailey, you wanna take this one?” I wont sugar coat things for him.

Now, I say all that to tell this story:

Last night Albert and my older sister were sitting in my bedroom. I wasn’t home but they were waiting up for me. My sister was on my laptop (which is broken and makes a weird sound when it closes). She closed it, and it made that sound. Albert heard it and from across the room said, “You scared the shit out of me!” Immediately his eyes got wide and he covered his mouth. My sister told me he was horrified.

As I was laying in bed last night I was thinking about this. He didn’t mean any harm by what he said. It didn’t offend anyone. So why should he be chastised for saying it? I understand that if a kid was making fun of someone or using profanity to offend someone, then that could be a problem. Curse words are just that — Words. Ideally, they shouldn’t offend anyone at all. “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me,” right?

But, maybe I’m just more liberal than the average bear.

I Die, You Die.

6 04 2011

I was watching NBC Nightly News last night with my parents. The newscaster, Brian Williams, started talking about the things going on in Japan right now. Tonight’s topic: Nuclear radiation leaks. Yeah, straight into the Pacific. They said the levels were seven million times higher than normal. Just great. Then, he had some commentators talking about how they are trying to contain it, and that eventually it will just dissipate and levels will go back to normal. That’s all good in theory, except that it wont ever actually work. Nuclear waste is not a natural thing. It’s not just going to go away. That’s why we don’t know how to dispose of it — We just stick it in a barrel and hide it from sight. Out of sight, out of mind. Anyway, here’s where my problem starts: We can’t get rid of the waste. So, we just have to grin and bear it? Because they (and everyone else, not just Japan) messed around with things we know NOTHING about, mine, my ten year old brothers and all subsequent generations have to suffer with the possibilities of nuclear related cancers and sicknesses? Think about Chernobyl. People still aren’t allowed to live on that land. It’s totally barren — STILL. And people who lived there when Chernobyl melted down are still feeling the effects.

According to (World Health Organization) thyroid cancer is more prevalent in people who were children during the time that Chernobyl melted down. They said that it was most likely caused from radioactive iodine getting into the environment and livestock eating the grass coated in it. The people ate the cows and drank the milk, and caused the rise in thyroid cancer. The website says that if the people had stopped drinking the contaminated milk for just a few months after the disaster, that the drastic rise in thyroid cancer probably would have no happened. And that’s just from contaminated milk intake and being directly exposed to radiation.

This waste is now in our water. It will be in our rain. On our crops. In our food. And in our air. Trace amounts of it have already been found as far out as Wisconsin. And there is nothing we can do about it. And everyone seems to be okay with that. They hear that officials are trying to contain the leaks, and they accept that. They don’t think any further. They don’t consider the real damage that’s been done.