Viet Fucking Nam

You know, we hit Viet Nam era home sales rates last month. That’s right, 1963 rates. The year we shot Kennedy and escalated the war. It was borrowing and spending all we could on another war of aggression that got us into this shite, so it’s apropos. Lenders, though, sure played their role, and still are. They still are dumb as toast. We keep watching them participating in the ongoing destruction of their own market – it’s like watching Rumsfeld and Cheney with their arms up Bush’s arse puppeting him through a war with no point and no end. Lenders won’t renegotiate lower rates with existing clients – they’d rather foreclose and take huge losses than lose ‘potential’ profits or feel like someone’s getting over on them. They jimmied paperwork, and are going to eat some of that, now. If there was ever an industry begging for hard core management, and getting bitch-slapped out of its pigheadedness, it’s the mortgage lending industry. They were told what to do to fix it, they were mandated to do it, and they keep just scamming and delaying. Fuck ‘em. If it weren’t for the debacle of the “bailout”, I’d say let them roast in the stew of their own stupidity. As it is, I think they should be taken over. Not that I think government is a good thing – but I recognize it’s there, and I’d rather see it go to war against the lending industry over houses in its own country than blow up houses in Afghanistan to make sure there aren’t any bad guys in them. We know where the bad guys are. They’re here. And the housing jungle is another “Viet Fucking Nam”.

The Hunted

The Hunted is an unforgivably deceptive film. It’s portrayal of events in Serbia is contrary to anything remotely like the facts. No evidence of mass killings on the scale suggested in the opening moments of the film has ever been produced. It is one of the many such examples of a military-industrial propaganda line bolstered by Hollywood. What would be really novel is a few films showing American soldiers slaughtering innocent children as they did in Viet Nam, Serbia, Afghanistan, and Iraq.

War Flicks

I can’t say enough bad things about Behind Enemy Lines and Black Hawk Down. Besides being propaganda flicks to justify our current foreign policy (euphemism alert), they’re chalked full of enough inaccuracies and hype about specific or thinly veiled representations of specific persons and nations that they’re even more offensive. If you can turn off the part of your brain that cares about such things (if you can, we’ve really nothing to say to each other anyway), and just watch them as action flicks or combat flicks (for those who like combat film for the sake of combat film), ok. As anything else, let alone truth about Serbia or Somalia, they’re crap. Talk to Ambassador Oakley about Somalia, for instance, and you still won’t get a story quite this squeaky clean. Or… maybe you might, come to think of it. I’ll bet they consulted him on the project. Yeesh. And following on the heels of Pearl Harbor, and several other such flicks, it’s been just too much of a barrage of jingoistic sentiment and smokescreen about the villages and hospitals we destroy from the air, the waters we poison, and the people we dispossess and turn into refugees. If we’re going to say something about Somalia or Serbia or Iraq or Afghanistan or (soon) North Korea, that will live on as the public’s cinematic memory about it, it should include the napalm, the FAE’s, and the BLU-82′s.