A dangerous statement.

Censorship is a distracting issue with which we should not even have to worry. Near the community in which I grew up in Norther Illinois, seventeen-year-olds cannot legally buy the Rage Against the Machine record. I wonder how much of it has to do with the people in power not wanting the virginal ears of seventeen-year-olds to hear the word (expletive) and how much they do not want them to hear, “Landlords and power whores on my people they took turns,” which is far more dangerous of a statement.

–Tom Morello (Rage Against the Machine guitarist and Harvard graduate)
From Rock Stars on God by Doug Van Pelt

“Which is far more dangerous of a statement.”

It really makes me wonder, how often do Christians get so caught up in specific words that they miss the whole point? And why are many of them more offended by the Da Vinci Dode or a synonym for poop than they are by the fact that thousands of nonbelievers in Africa are currently dying of hunger and AIDS?

Lets look at a different type of scenario. Take one of my all-time favorite Creed songs, What’s this life for. Here’s the basic jist of it:

Hurray for a child
That makes it through
If there’s any way
Because the answer lies in you
They’re laid to rest
Before they know just what to do
Their souls are lost
Because they could never find
What’s this life for
I see your soul, it’s kind of gray
I see your heart, you look away
You see my wrist, I know your pain
I know your purpose on your plane
Don’t say a last prayer
Because you could never find
What’s this life for
But they ain’t here anymore
Don’t have to settle no goddamn score
Cause we all live
Under the reign of one king

There have been whole debates on this song, some even going as far as to question Stapp’s faith (google it). But that’s just messed up. I mean, were they even listening?

This song was written after a friend of both Scott Stapp and Mark Tremonti committed suicide. It’s been said (though I haven’t been able to verify it) that the last thing he said before killing himself was, “Now who’s gonna settle the goddamn score?”

This song responds to that by saying, “Don’t have to settle no goddamn score, ’cause we all live under the reign of one king.” It morns the loss of “souls” that acted before realizing exactly “what’s this life for.” For me, the whole point of this song is that the damn score was settled on the cross 2000 years ago.

Honestly, that’s more profound than most of the Christian music I hear on the radio. With or without the “swearing,” it’s also much more dangerous–but that’s a good thing.

A summer todo list

Summer’s sneaking up on me, and with it comes fences to paint, windows to clean, lawns to mow, and a bunch of other crap. So before I’m completely smothered by this beautiful phenomenon caused by the rotation of the earth (or so they tell me), I’ve decided to make a list of things that must get done this summer.

  • Get a life.
  • Get a job (preferably one where you make truckloads of $$$ selling crap to a bunch of losers).
  • Have two kick-ass blogs.
  • Start manofpink.com.
  • Learn to moonwalk.

Oh yeah, this summer shall be awesome.

On eating more than you should.

There comes many a time where there’s just way too much good food to eat. However, being a responsible consumer, we must of course eat it all. A challenge lies in this, a contest between you and the food.

Who will win? What will it take?

I find that following these few basic guidelines greatly increases one’s chances of winning this ever-so-great a battle.

  • Eat slowly. I’m talking extremely slowly. Like, one bite at a time.
  • Take breaks. Often. This goes along the lines of eating slowly. Take a bite, then take a break for a few minutes. This gives you time to pluck up the courage to take that next bite.
  • Vary your food intake. While not always possible, this is a wonderful little tip for things like potlucks. People tend to over-indulge on the sweets, then feel too sick to continue. See tip 2 then try a new type of food. Something like fruit, or maybe just get some water. After a while, you’ll be ready to rumble once again.
  • Do something physical. Be careful with this one, you don’t want to do something like jumping up and down–extreme discomfort is sure to follow. But definitely walk around, swing your arms around, etc.
  • And lastly, be prepared to not do much for the rest of the day. Because after you eat all that, there’s no way you’re going to be able to move.

Oh, the irony.

Blogging is, in itself, a paradox. New blogs usually arise out of fun, the want to publish thoughts in a (sometimes) orderly manner. But as the blog grows and an audience made, pressure grows. Somewhere along the line, it ceases to become about you. No, let me take that back. It becomes more about you, but less about what you first wanted. It’s not about you sharing your thoughts with the world, no…It’s building that readership. Checking the stats. Spamming.

Scratch that last one.

In a sense, you get what you want and have an audience to share your thoughts with.

But are they the thoughts you wanted to share?

As Randy K. Milholland (don’t ask me who he is, I really don’t know–he’s just got sweet quotes) once said:

It hurts to find out that what you wanted doesn’t match what you dreamed it would be.

And that, my not-so-dear readers, is what big time blogging is all about.

Welcome to hell.

Yeah, I decided to start a new blog.


I try to keep elliotswan.com fairly focused on web, design, and development issues–so I had nowhere to post my American Idol predictions. Or anything else for that matter.

So here I am, with a fresh WordPress installation and a new blog, Accidental Procrastination. If I ever feel like it, I’ll probably build a sweet theme for this thing.

But for now…It’s new, it’s messy, and it’s pretty freakin’ fun.