But “revolutionary” in the mold of “(adj.)
radically new or innovative; outside
or beyond established procedure, principles etc”
that was pursued by Che Guevara, Ho Chi Minh and Augusto César
Sandino? No. Celly's “revolutionizing bat signal” was as temporal
and fleeting as a viral video—an “insurrection” that “occupies”
a moment in time of Internet sharing and email. Meantime,
the kick-ass slogan, “The revolution will not be privatized!"
has been swallowed by info highway's caldera of volcanic “war
chants” (complete with obligatory drum circles) and then muted away
by one-click reflex, slipped and slid away as naturally as it came
out. The “bat” has long assumed a Che Che NY beret dancing to
Gangnam, the “revolution of 2011” of our discontent has been
upstaged by a funny cat video and North West tweets. I wouldn't be
surprised if, one of these days, Celly's “bat signal” beams all
over MGM Macau's humongous wall, screaming: “The revolution starts
with a Dragon Dance at the Pâtisserie. Please occupy a seat...”
Yup, we have redefined the word, “revolution.” It now addresses a
certain market demographics.
SOMETIMES
I am confused—what's in a name. I've always been puzzled and
fascinated with names. Long short super long maxi short names. Long
time ago, band names were pretty long like Creedence Clearwater
Revival, Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, The Flying Burrito
Brothers, Buffalo Springfield, Grand Funk Railroad etc etc. These
days? No. I just glanced at last week's Top 40 Albums and I saw short
names like J Cole,
Wale, Joe, and Skillet. More hip hop acts also prefer to economize on
names: Jay-Z, Jin, Eve, Big Boi, Hi-Tek, DMX, RZA, and all the Lil's:
Lil B, Lil Durk, Lil Flip, Lil Jon, Lil Keke, Lil Kim, Lil Phat, Lil
Twist, Lil Wayne, Lil Wyte, and my LA friend Lil Lol. Names of people
(in different countries) are also either long like those from
Iceland: Guðrún Eva Mínervudóttir, Eilífr Goðrúnarson, Dagur
Bergþóruson Eggertsson, and Jóhanna Sigurðardóttir. Meantime,
Thais got long names, too: Chakrabongse
Bhuvanath, Mongkol
Na Songkhla, Plaek Pibulsongkram, and my college buddy,
Nandanasukdhi Ratanapol.
Yes, across the border, the Laotian are so
thrifty with names: Vong,
Dao, and Lao. An ex-UN Sec Gen was U Thant. They had a marathon
runner named Tan Nan, and when I went to Laos, my guides were
brothers U Mu and U Tu. Fascinating... I also don't understand why
some parents name their kids really long names like my grade school
pal, Ari. His full name is Aristotle Aristophanes Uy. I remember
those pitiful afternoons when our teacher made him write his name
over and over on the blackboard till he got it right. We'd walk
together going home and I'd pacify my tearful friend with, “No
problem, buddy... From now on, I'll call you Ari.”
I
STILL couldn't grasp the rationale behind too much passion heaped on
franchise vs local, giant food manufacturers vs organic/whole foods
“indie” companies etc... Trader Joe's, for example, is very
popular among health-food advocates, especially in California where
it is headquartered. Among the store's most popular products
are: Organic
Hummus Dip, Charmingly Chewy Chocolate Chip Cookies, Milk Chocolate
Covered Potato Chips, and sparkling wines. Trader Joe's is owned by
the German family trust Markus-Stiftung, or essentially the
Albrecht family, same owners of Aldi—which specialises in staple
items, such as food, beverages, toilet paper, sanitary articles,
and other inexpensive household items—which are “not really
healthy.”
Those include Fusia
Sweet & Sour Honey Chicken, Warm Water Lobster Tails, Cattlemen's
Ranch Black Angus Patties, Parkview Premium Beef Franks,
Clancy's Honey Nutor Bold Party Mix, and Kraft Mayonnaise. I
go to Aldi and I also go to Trader Joe's (when I was living in LA).
It doesn't matter... It's all economics to me, plus my very gut-level
standard of choosing my foods or food ingredients. I don't buy the
bullshit that a packaged “organic” product is a lot better than
whatever is sold at Ingles or Walmart's shelves. Why? Both products
are mass-produced and flown to an average of 5 countries before these
meat or veggies etc land on our dinner table. My logic? Both products
are sold by the same company... It's not poison. It's just the same
product, different marketing hook. If I'd like to be really safe
about my food, I'd raise and grow them all... But obviously, I don't
own a farm or even a tiny piece of land. So to lessen my funk about,
damn—will Dwight
Howard be able to win a title for the Rockets—I just chill and
enjoy my chow. Or yes, I should worry more if the box that I shipped
to my kids—containing “cheap” Dollar Tree wares and secondhand
books—will arrive there on time, before I send another one for
Christmas...
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