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This week’s popped shelter is Reddit. Now listen: I’ve heard of Reddit – so, at least I’m not completely outta the loop - but I thought it was basically a dude-oriented humor website. Pop! goes my shelter: it isn’t. image

My first time going to the site informed me of Maya Angelou’s death, and such news is neither funny nor male-oriented. That being said, Reddit’s demographic is more male than female - based both on my non-scientific scan of the topics listed, that the people I hear talking about & re-posting Reddit have all been male, AND that Google says the median users are males ages 25-34. Nice work Reddit, you’ve grabbed that spicy demographic of young adult males!

"Reddit" the word is a portmanteau of "read/edit" and "read it" because "Reddit" as a website contains user-submitted content (clever "redditors!") that serves a young male community their daily dose of interesting news, entertainment, and an opportunity for social-networking. If you wanted to “get hip” to what the kids were talking about these days, you could scan Reddit and have a familiarity of the topics that will be covered at a party. For this reason, Reddit is helpful for a pop-cultural dunce, such as myself.

To me, Reddit is like male-version of Pinterest… then again – I don’t really know about Pinterest either. Flash forward to next week, when I discover that Pinterest isn’t a female-oriented craft-wedding daydream website. That’s all for now. (P.S. wk 8)

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Most people have heard of Koko, the gorilla who could speak about 1000 words in Sign Language, and understand about 2000 in English. What most people don’t know, however, is that Koko was an avid Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood fan. When Fred Rogers took a trip out to meet Koko for his show, not only did she immediately wrap her arms around him and embrace him, she did what she’d always seen him do onscreen: she proceeded to take his shoes off. Love is love :)

what i’m not crying you are. 

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Glengarry Glen Ross – surprise! - did not pop my shelter this week. After watching the 1992 movie again, I realized that it was familiar. Dangit!! I’d seen it already, but forgotten.

It’s one of those movies that I’d heard so much about before seeing it, that my expectations exceeded the delivery of the film. I’m not saying that it doesn’t have great actors, some great scenes, great lines, or isn’t based on an amazing play; I’m saying: it doesn’t relate to me. 

I don’t know exactly why it doesn’t hit with me, perhaps because I’ve never been in such a competitive day-job? I’m simply not wired like any of the characters – so there was never a sticking point of connection for me. That’s why the movie slipped from my memory.

What brought it back was Al Pacino’s character, Ricky Roma. His bravado, assurance, and confidence gave a nice shape to the film, and delivered the on of my favorite lines, “What are you going to do about it, asshole?” It was that line that jolted me into remembering that I’d seen the film and liked that line the first time around. In fact, this film has so many great lines – it almost lives better in the re-telling of lines at a party or in regular life banter.image

Was I entertained? Yes. Were the characters well played? I think so. Will I watch it again? Probably not.

So, what are you going to do about it? Watch it. Or don’t. Whatever you choose, have some brass balls about it. image

(P.S. wk 7)

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oh my god

the squirrel

is trying to bury

the nut

in the dog’s fur

and the dog is just like

um

excuse me

sorry

but i’m not designed for that

sorry

I just

the gifs where the squirrel is trying to floof the fur over the nut

to hide it

noooOOOoo XD

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microwave pancakes?

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East-Coast and West-Coast rap rivalry? Well, pop my shelter! All I knew was that the deaths of Tupac Shakur image

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were somehow related – whether through finger-pointing or actual facts. In the West corner (and very generally speaking): Death Row Records, with producer Suge Knight and artist Tupac Shakur. In the East corner: Bad Boy Records with producer Puff Daddy (Sean Combs), and artist Notorious B.I.G. The rivalry is bigger, older, and has more off-shoots than just these players, but this can be a diving-in point for your own research.

In November of 1994, 2Pac was robbed and shot while he was in the lobby of Quad Recording Studios, in Manhattan. He then publicly accused Biggie and Combs of facilitating that attack. Combs and Biggie denied involvement, but later released the b-side track “Who shot Ya?” which 2Pac and others interpreted as a form of taunting. This began a series of diss tracks from 2Pac, as a response.

Between ’95-’96 2Pac appeared on numerous tracks with antagonistic and/or threatening lyrics pointed at Biggie, Combs, their label, or anyone affiliated with them. During this time, the media got involved and escalated the rivalry so that the fans of each coastal scene began to take sides.

In September of ’96 2Pac was killed, as a result of a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas, Nevada. A local newspaper reporter claimed it was both gang-related and also implied that Biggie and other East Coast figures were involved. Six short months later, Biggie was killed in a drive-by in Los Angeles, CA, and some think that Knight was involved. To this day, both cases remain unsolved. So, there it is, in a gun-shell, ya’ll. (P.S. wk 6)

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"I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I’m beautiful. I say if I’m strong. You will not determine my story — I will. I will speak and share and fuck and love and I will never apologize to the frightened millions who resent that they had it in them to do it. I stand here and I am amazing, for you. Not because of you. I am not who I sleep with. I am not my weight. I am not my mother. I am myself. And I am all of you, and I thank you."

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My shelter wasn’t just popped this week, it exploded. I finally watched Spike Lee’s film, Do the Right Thing. image

This film is so ingrained today’s popular culture that I’ve seen spoofs of scenes that I didn’t know were spoofs, until now. (A little nod to my week 2 Popped Shelter: a couple of the Marsalis Brothers were mentioned in the movie. Already, I can see how all of my P.S. education is going to intersect in beautiful ways over the course of this series.)

Do the Right Thing did exactly what a good film should: it made me think. I kept wondering what the “right thing” was, in this film. Did it happen? My discomfort with this movie was how true to life it was. There wasn’t a happy or tidy Hollywood ending, it was just the end: sad and true to the characters. To me, that’s life: unsettling and uncomfortable, sometimes stirring more questions than answers. What made this film so great was it’s ability to capture that daily existence, in all of it’s bitterness and sweetness.

The film unfolded like it was a play, with almost the same running time. Actually, the characters and format were so much like a theatrical production that I imagine it could adapt to the stage quite easily – and I’d love to watch it there. The roles were so iconic, with such specific character Types, that “the right thing” was completely bound within each character’s distinct existence. In fact, this film reminds me of the Shakespearean line, “all the world’s a stage, and the men and women merely players.” A thought that’s simultaneously frustrating, and inspiring. Thank you, Spike Lee, for doing the right thing in making this film. image

(P.S. wk 5)

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fancypancakes:

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whoever wrote this line needs to receive a medal

I will reblog this until my fingers bleed

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