Talent?

Talent? What talent? Did you really say “talent”?

Excuse me for sounding a little skeptical, but talent in pop music is an extremely elusive commodity.
That movement is essentially driven by youthful protagonists, and not much should be expected from individuals barely emerging from adolescence.
They are eager to make a splash, and today all they need is a relatively good figure and the willingness to appear onstage in their underwear. That’s about it.
And in today’s crass environment it seems that every kid on earth is willing to do that.

Unlike the performers of yore, today’s pop stars don’t need any particular talent.
A total lack of self-respect mixed with a high degree of exhibitionism will suffice.

Every newcomer wants to outperform the previous sensation and the quickest way to attain that goal is stripping.
After the latest exhibition of that insufferable Cyrus twerp (who by the way is as sexy as a cleaning mop) anything can be expected.

I predict that bare-breasted performers (style Femen) are not far away.
And there won’t be any pretense of “wardrobe malfunctions”.
In a blaze of computerized lighting, artificial smoke and deafening noise, young women will eagerly gyrate and shake their boobs to make headlines.
Grabbing their crotches and sticking out their tongues is also a sure way to shock the audience into submission.

I am not a prude and the sight of a naked boob has never sent me running for cover, but there is a time and a place for everything and a public stage in not the right venue for such moves.

marlene_dietrich_the_blue_angelFirst there was Marlene Dietrich (the Blue Angel), then Madonna, Lady Gaga, and then the most childish and annoying of them all, that insufferable Cyrus halfwit, the evil Siamese twin of that equally detestable Bieber moron.

“Après moi le déluge”, but are our children and grandchildren condemned to worship (shudder) those pathetic new Golden Calves?

Like in an old Peter Sellers movie, I suggest sending Cyrus (with a one-way ticket) to the moon.

La Foudre

Rosh Hashanah

I suddenly became aware that Rosh Hashanah is upon us.
Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish 5773 New Year. Whoa!
According to Wikipedia, Rosh Hashanah started September 4, at sunset and will end September 6 at nightfall.

I am not very familiar with this kind of observance mainly because I am what you might call a  “fallen Jew”.
Just like a “fallen woman” I have lost my innocence “and have fallen from the grace of God.”
Like Eve, I was expelled from Eden for having the audacity to take a bite of the Forbidden Fruit. I reached for Knowledge and I lost my innocence.

Many people (mainly the hatted and bearded ones) conspire to keep you in the dark side of the moon, permanently turned away from the light of Knowledge.
The less you know they say, the better off you are.
If you press them with questions, they will feed you some obscure mumbo-jumbo and forbid you to cross-examine their assertions.

I could never accept this and that is why I am a constant thorn in the flank of the religious establishment.
I want to know why and how.
And I don’t want to hear of any “miracles”.

The minute somebody starts giving me improbable explanations, I lose patience.
The French say « Ce qui se conçoit bien, s’énonce clairement. »
What is well understood can be clearly stated.
In other words, a few well-chosen words should suffice to explain anything clearly.

God, according to monotheistic faiths, knows everyone of us. He knows who is good and who is bad, and he will punish the evildoers.
Pardon me for saying, but this is a mighty task.
The IRS (and its many desk jockeys) is struggling to keep accurate records of a few million people, so you can imagine how difficult it would be to keep track of about 6 billion people.

And all these wretched souls are constantly pestering him with demands.
They all want special favors.
Their mantra is “give me, give me”.
If I were God, I would be tired of this… and I think that he is.
That is probably why he answers so few prayers.

Me, knowing how busy he is, I don’t bother asking him for anything and I don’t trouble myself following any of his edicts.
It is an amicable arrangement and so far it has worked well.

Rosh Hashanah marks, I am told, the anniversary of the creation of Adam and Eve, or in lay terms the beginning of the world.
On Rosh Hashanah, God opens “the books of judgment” and examines the file of each individual person.
Again, a mighty task.

“Judgment” is then “pending” and prayers and repentance are required.
In my case, I would take too long to atone for all my sins, and I am not that patient.

It is probably because I am not patient (or gullible enough), that I don’t believe and abide by any of these biblical fairy tales.

In any case, it is not too late for you sinners to repent. You have until Friday night.
Make the best use of it.

Me, I’ll be playing pétanque.

Alain 

Damned if you do…

Being a big cheese is not what it used to be.
Many people exert themselves to become commanders-in-chief, but once in place, they find out that the job is not the cushy bed of roses they thought it would be.
In modern democracies, a head of state is seldom free to pursue what he wishes to do.
You might wear a big hat and carry a big stick, but you still need that pesky approval of Congress or Parliament to swing that stick.

poison_signDavid Cameron was willing to give his support to the US to punish Syria for its use of chemical weapons, but the British parliament had other ideas. They said no. The UK is not America’s poodle anymore.
And not much is being said in the US about their lack of resolve.
Now, (ah the irony) it is the Frog Eaters (those filthy cowards) who are willing to help Uncle Sam.
But you don’t hear much about this in the US press.
Many Americans are still in a “Freedom Fries” mood and they prefer fish n’ chips to filet mignon.

Barack Obama is now in the unenviable position of being damned if he does, and equally damned if he doesn’t.
After Iraq and Afghanistan the president would be inclined to avoid involvement in another conflict, but he is almost forced to make the unpalatable decision to go to war for fear of being accused to be a “paper tiger”.
And the US, being the champion of the free world cannot afford to make empty threats.

But getting involved in a conflict could have unforeseen consequences.

Nobody thought that the 1914 assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria in Sarajevo would have such a bloody outcome.
In four years of fighting there was about 16 millions casualties in WWI, with France alone losing 1, 357,800 men.
By comparison, as of August 2013, there have been 3274 coalition deaths in Afghanistan, with 2161 casualties on the American side.

An American intervention in Syria, while morally desirable, could trigger a chain reaction and set the entire Middle East (the world?) ablaze.

Most European nations having felt the devastating effects of two world wars are not keen to get involved in another quagmire involving volatile Muslim nations.
But if nobody objects and punishes the criminals who used chemical weapons, what will be next? Indiscriminate (accepted) use of chemical weapons?

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.

Alain