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Internet Affair

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Thank God that this is only an internet affair.
She thought while typing furiously about kisses.
virtual kisses for a virtual man,
While her real man was in bed,
Asleep,
Unaware,
Sincere,
And loving.
Thank God he doesn’t know I know the Wi-Fi password.
She thought as she was imagining all the ways
She should have been kissed,
Or held,
Or loved,
Or whatever.

Thank God she doesn’t know I know.
He thought while reading the words she typed about kisses.
Those virtual kisses for a virtual man,
While he was real
And he was in her bed.
He read all that stuff about sleeping,
And loving,
And caring,
While thinking no one cares,
And no one loves,
And no one sleeps with somebody now.
So why is he sad?
Why is he hurt?
It’s only an internet affair
And she knows the Wi-Fi password.

The Years of the Villains

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Nowadays people seem to forget about the good guy and the underdog, it is the Era of the Villain. A great antihero is more than a mastermind-muscle combo, and sure it is more than a tragic story for the news. Today’s villains come in all shapes and sizes, with snares to spare and drama to fill the void of scarred childhoods. Today’s villains come to fill the void of unnecessary goodness in our heroes and to provide humanity to our fictional worlds that have become a little too perfect.

Everything started with Heath Ledger‘s Joker, one of the most charismatic villains in the past few years. Everyone was charmed by his tragic role, filled with a great villaney effect that set the bar uber high for the next villains of the cinematography.

I must admit I haven’t seen the movie, but I was touched by the following this character has. It is said that Ledger immersed into this role without a safety net, and that this is observable. As far as I know it, he was a great actor that usually focused on his role and I also know about his trouble with medication before his death. However, it is not the dedication that makes his role unique, nor is his death. He also died before The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, and no one seems to view that movie as high as they regard The Dark Night. Ledger was born to play this role, to gather all his darkness and concentrate it on The Joker. He used all his dementia, all his depth and all his fright to deliver a sinister performance of one of the most hated villains in the Batman Universe.

Heath Ledger brings nuances, danger and evil to a city that’s already trying to cope with the darkness inside it. In retrospective, you can say that The Joker is one of the most developed villains of the modern era, and we have to give proper thanks to Mr. Ledger, who made it all possible.

The second villain that comes to mind is another one from the Batman Universe. Tom Hardy plays a very physical character, Bane, a person that uses strength in order to make the others succumb to his will. Bane is not, however, your typical bully-jock combination. He suffered a great deal and he did good things at one point, but now his aggressive side has taken over and all that he wants is to unleash his inner animal.

With Bane everything is about spilled blood, and the reality of that shocks everyone almost like it did when the mastermind was behind all the destruction. Bane was the underdog of the villains, a mercenary out of a pit, left for dead when you no longer had use for him, and this makes his character so much sadder than it should be.

But by far, Loki is the one that seems to fire up the spirits. I don’t remember seeing people of all kinds raving over one single thing: Tom Hiddleston‘s Loki. His portrayal of the Norse god of deceit left people with a new toy in town, and boy, do they love their toy!

He doesn’t bring the desperation that The Joker possessed, nor the trauma within Bane. Instead, he comes from the highest family in Asgard, with a great burden: knowing that he is not the real son of his father, the one being deceived and lied to all along.

Loki is unstable, though focused. He is smugh, though uncertain. He is brave, though without purpose. And above everything else, he enjoys every single moment of his life. Hiddleston has that godly magnetism that draws men and women alike with his raw power. He plays people on his fingers and he manages to be the only one you root for from the first minute of the movie until the last one. His Loki is what we wish we could do, if only we had that kind of power and that kind of courage.

I hope this era of villains doesn’t end here. We need perspective, because our perfect heroes are not so perfect and they don’t exist in full in our world, but each of us could draw some lessons from the Bane in our souls or the Loki in our heads. We need our bad to be good also, in order to give that good side in us something to fight about. We need our villains to make our fights worthwile. We need our villains to make them fight for us and we need to appreciate them more than we do now.

Verbal Violence – Men Vs. Women

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Men tend to hit women, either with words chosen to hurt, either with blows that make you say „I fell”, „I tripped”, „I hit a door”, because balancing strength and humanity is a difficult task, apparently.

Whenever they have nothing else to say about your faults, they always start with non sense like „slut”, „cow”, „bitch”, „stupid”, and so on, because whenever they’re out of reasons they hate you, it’s easier to offend you.

I’m not always a feminist, but I can’t help but be disturbed by this behavior. I, as a woman, was called names either because I made my male counterpart feel weak or small or stupid, or because I have ignored male attention at some point.

Don’t get me wrong, but these situations make it seem like men sometimes want us submissive and obedient, and they act like little children unused to opinions different from their own.

Yes, women are mean to each other, and their words might sting a little bit more, if told with the right tone and choice of lettering. But men tend to go and offend that very part of you that makes you doubt yourself, just because they know it’s easier. It’s easy to overthrow a woman by saying she’s fat, because she’ll start fasting. It’s easier to make her take a one way trip to guilt town by saying she’s a slut, cause she’ll go home and start counting every little kiss she gave during her short lifetime. It’s easier to make her doubt her own intelligence by saying she’s stupid, cause she’ll think why the fuck is she so stupid to stay with a scumbag like you.

Do All Guys Cheat?

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I don’t know. But I bet they’re thinking about it.

I’m not sure of how many girls cheat, I’m not sure if I would cheat like, ever (Valley girl-like tone)! But I know one thing for sure.

Everybody is thinking about it.

I thought about it, even if I was single or not. It’s a question of morale, but it’s a hard test to pass in real life.

You have to think about it, if you wanna lie, or come clean, or just plain forget about it. But you also have to think about the other option – do you want to know? Do you need to know? What would you do if you have a cheater next to you?

I sometimes wonder how would it be if I were to cheat on someone. Based on my past experiences, it would be someone who’d I think of as a good partner, a steady rock or something. I’d also like for the one I’m cheating with to be a girl. It feels more safe, a little less prejudiced and a little more loving.

But I also wonder how would it be if someone were to cheat on me (note: I only know of this one guy who sort of cheated on me, but not quite). I am the forgiving type, not a big fan of revenge, so I guess he’d be clean in no time.

Do all people cheat? Who knows? People aren’t true to themselves, do you really think they’re gonna tell you their darkest secret?

The Killers – Shot At The Night

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The most killer Killers song this year.

I listen to it, and I want to be covered in night, in the beautiful dark air of freedom… I want a special summer that lasts for a second, I want lights that shine bright above me, I want to be a shadow that dances til the morning…

This song makes me remember simpler times, when I was younger, and free, and with cares that belonged to only me. It makes me feel like a steady rock of glowing energy, if that’s even possible.

It makes me remember summer and islands and purple suns. It makes me remember mirrors that don’t lie and people that don’t hurt.

I think someday I had a shot at the night, but then I grew up and it all went black.

Zile strambe

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De parca zilele s-ar scurge la fel, dar nu s-ar mai scurge… As vrea si n-as vrea sa fac ceva, si daca as face, ce folos as avea? Ca parca viata asta e altfel cand ceva iti iese la afacere, si parca e un pic mai frumos afara daca iesi pe plus din orice.

Dar zilele astea, la fel ca oricare altele, sunt niste zile strambe si fara succes, fara sa ma gandesc atat de des precum ar trebui si precum as putea, dar n-as putea, bai nene, sa-nteleg cumva despre ce e vorba in toata fraza asta lunga cat o zi de post. Si mai stii zilele alea lungi de post? Sunt arse, sunt fum, sunt tarana uscata si rosie, asa ca nu stiu cum sa te mai imbrobodesc, pe cruce sa te slujesc si, daca as vrea (dar nu vreau), as tine ochii deschisi sa te privesc pana cand soarele apune, pana cand pe lume nu mai sunt lucruri bune carora sa le spun pe nume.

E stramb si e innorat, asa ca cerul se aduna si se-adapa usor deasupra mea, fara sa gaseasca o cale mai curata, mai alba, mai uscata, mai normala, care sa poata rasfira pe ea insemnari insemnate de buzate curate. Nu avem si nici nu vrem sa avem tara si ostasi si linguri si seminte de orez, doar samanta de scandal salasluieste in potopul asta de trupuri vinovate si murdare si vinete si insangerate. Ca niste hiene, doar scandalul si semintele lui pervertite saruta trupuri jegoase, mucegaite, macinate si roase de boli inchipuite.

Dar zilele astea strambe nu sunt la fel, nici ieri si nici maine, cu atat mai putin azi. Zilele mele strambe se-aduna ca apa de izvor scuipata din sanii pamantului in cantecul vantului. Si azi am venit cu lopatica sa imi desfac marginile mormantului.

I suck at life

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I suck at life. I am mean and obnoxious and I suck at life. I trip, I drop things, I ruin stuff. How can I go on like this?
I need a life bumper, cause I hate life, I hate running into people and I’m not good at breathing either.
If I were to list out all the things I’m not good at, I’d never run out of things to say. But I’m not here to brag – I’m here to complain.

I hate my two left hands.