Monday, July 30, 2007

Morality in the entertainment industry.

Call me old-fashioned, but I find that I simply cannot enjoy movies that treat the chastity of the female lead as something trivial. Case in point: She's the Man is a movie that roughly follows Shakespeare's 12th Knight in a teen-girly-pop-princess sort of way. Toward the end of the movie, when asked to prove her gender before a crowded soccer stadium full of people, the protagonist (female) simply flips up her top without the slightest hesitation or embarrassment (Camera angle too high to see anything). That single moment absolutely ruined that movie for me (not that I was terribly enthralled in the first place, but afterward I was angry). Second example: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (That's number three, if you're counting). Elisabeth Swann is required to completely disrobe in order to prove that she's unarmed. There are countless other examples, but these should suffice for the time being to illustrate my point that Hollywood seems determined to convince the world that it simply doesn't matter if a woman is raped, defiled, exposed, passed around, or who-knows-what-else as long as she doesn't die. Interestingly, there are certain taboos that seem to be far worse in Hollywood's reckoning than depriving a woman of her virtue. Racism for instance, is almost always a "capital offense" in a movie (I.E. racist characters are always villains and thus, more often than not, die)*. However, adultery/fornication and even outright promiscuousness seems to be considered admirable behavior for a protagonist even down to defiling multiple "partners" (I prefer to call them victims) take James Bond, for example. I was recently disgusted by a movie trailer that played before Transformers for a movie called Good Luck Chuck. The movie depicts a man who thinks he's cursed in that any woman with whom he is sexually active is bestowed with the "good luck" of getting married soon thereafter. He is thus set-upon by a slew of women who want to find their future spouse and get married. He goes on to "test" the "curse" by seducing a woman whom he deems unlikely to ever get married. This advertisement and the very idea of this film are absolutely distasteful on so many levels! The simple fact that no consideration at all is given to the morality of "sleeping around" is simply sickening. I believe that movies such as this are simply promotions of evil and a cancer upon our society and I would go so far as to say that I hope I never find in conversation that anyone of my acquaintance has seen it, as any respect I may have once held for that person will immediately drop. Do I sound angry? I am. I am nauseated by Hollywood's determination to undermine the solidarity of the family and its place in society. Why this horrific agenda exists in the first place, I could not pretend to understand, but I hope and pray that it stops.

*I am fully aware, by the way, that there must be exceptions to this "rule." However, I am not personally acquainted with any of them and I believe that the torrential current of Hollywood movies is pitted well against any exceptions that may exist.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007


Electricity, a fiery mistress. . .

Since my wife has brought me down into the depths of humility by being an infinitely better blogger than her husband (rowenasrantings.blogspot.com), I've decided that I'd better update this wee board with a posting about. . . you guessed it! My electric car (actually, you probably didn't guess it). You see, electric motors generally have an absolutely massive amount of low-end torque, which makes some sort of speed control more than nice, but absolutely mandatory for survival of the acceleration process.

To this end, I've previously "borrowed" an old, plastic cutting board from my mother to which I affixed bolts and an arm with a fulcrum, all attached to different wires. This contraption was used to add two 6 volt batteries at a time to a series which then gave my motor 12, 24, 36 and finally, 48 volts. Whalah! Speed control! Not too easy to use as it turned out, but it functioned. To make a long story short, I nearly blew myself up when I attempted an alternative system made of relays, so I'm now awaiting a shipment of 200 volt, 75 amp MOSFETS from digikey. Hopefully, I'll be able to make a proper pulse-width-modulated controller that can handle a 72 volt system without having to completely break the bank, alas.