I was watching the movie Rumble Fish and thought about the characters in that era as depicted. What would their egos say to us in the era of the blockbuster movies with that super glossy Bat man from Michael Keaton or that Super Man with Margot Kidder. In the Rumble Fish days, that Super Man was a black and white movie character or he was just the fiction of cartoon ink creation. But, what if you or I could see him flying in live color and how would that impact me and my defensive sense of me right before I read Romans 7? Who can save me from that wretch that I am? Super Man is not the Prince in Sleep Beauty or Cinderella. Super Man is not the Prince. There is no reasonable human male reaction except that this is a movie with an actor; much like any other movie. But what happens when the actor, who was offered the Robo-Cop movie once and also Terminator, started riding a horse for recreation? Maybe he might have had the chance to maybe meet the Queen but he is just an actor that may have shaken the wrong hands and met the wrong Rumble Fish people in the middling of the general population in the wrong part of English-dom who might have wanted to ask who is he if in the middling population, the king is me or one of me; you see what we are dealing with; awoh? The middling man on his way up the ladder wants to know if you are just a customer in the pub where he works or the new manager since you war nice Chelsea boots and are making suggestions to the owners so he says, "...who is he if I am me and I need to know that my place is secure in this pub since it has to be me if there is something coming; a space for more ascension or an award. It can't be you; and maybe in the newspaper or in the emotional head space and realm of media, there is a seat reserved for me since it has to be me and it can't be you; you understand! Then good. I saw this bloke acting big and talking about his new BMW, with a northy middling accent or Scottish and he says he is picking up the BMW while sitting in the pub and so for his next drink, I put a little sand in his pint of Lager or his Latte so he would have to go to the loo and do a number 2 with his nap sack left on the ground outside of the stall in his rush and he would not have time to think. I was right behind him and took the bag. Now, he is down and humble. His wallet and everything was ready for me in the bag. We also had his apartment keys. The building was in a secluded part of Inverness and so we sent a friend up who was staying at the Clink Hostel who lost his; most of his ID 3 years ago at a Kensington Sex Club where they just take your wallet and tell you to leave; no dancers tonight. Then again, did he lose his ID at the Director's party in London in December 2002 where they threw new young bankers in the air and then take their wallets as they fall out of their suit coats? Warren, an experienced banker on his third tour with Bank of America, was scheduled to be there but his uncle stole his job offer. The dancers had one common trait; they told their mothers and fathers that there is nothing that they can do that is any good. If he was born in England, then we would let him go. If his ancestors were English and left to build a Batman style mansion in Syracuse New York or in Ithaca, then that is okay too but then maybe I want to think he and his people owe me something as the more original English that could have afforded to leave with dignity, build, establish themselves and then come back. If its Pan Am with a global symbol, it has to be me too since it can't be you; an American; so the Herodian man from Algeria and Jamaica say. Are you the South African, pretending to be Bahamian as you hide your South African bush people resistance of anything formal or anything gentry that you cannot set down as English only or European only?" We could have people speaking English but emotionally, they are not English. So, what's up? What's new in the media why we would have to think or write about this? We need 24 hour electricity, 24 hour robotic automation and 24 hour income support benefits to see the expansion of the English economy and its new Creole culture as well its more original, well thought out and loving, nurturing cultural esthetic. There is a new movie and a good set of them coming but we notice ironically that in the averageness and the specialness of the actors with their acting skills, the super hero or the new incarnation is touted to be maintained by an English actor. So, long as he is born in England that is okay or else we have to make him feel down if he does not know and keep his place in society after the movie is produced. Either he is born in England or he will have to sell books for a charity on tv once in a while.

 I was watching the movie Rumble Fish and thought about the characters in that era as depicted.   What would their egos say to us in the era of the blockbuster movies with that super glossy Bat man from Michael Keaton or that Super Man with Margot Kidder.  In the Rumble Fish days, that Super Man was a black and white movie character or he was just the fiction of cartoon ink creation.  But, what if you or I could see him flying in live color and how would that impact me and my defensive sense of me right before I read Romans 7?  Who can save me from that wretch that I am?  Super Man is not the Prince in Sleep Beauty or Cinderella.  Super Man is not the Prince. There is no reasonable human male reaction except that this is a movie with an actor; much like any other movie.    But what happens when the actor, who was offered the Robo-Cop movie once and also Terminator, started riding a horse for recreation?  

Maybe he might have had the chance to maybe meet the Queen but he is just an actor that may have shaken the wrong hands and met the wrong Rumble Fish people in the middling of the general population in the wrong part of English-dom who might have wanted to ask who is he if in the middling population, the king is me or one of me; you see what we are dealing with; awoh?  The middling man on his way up the ladder wants to know if you are just a customer in the pub where he works or the new manager since you war nice Chelsea boots and are making suggestions to the owners so he says,  "...who is he if I am me and I need to know that my place is secure in this pub since it has to be me if there is something coming; a space for more ascension or an award.    It can't be you; and maybe in the newspaper or in the emotional head space and realm of media, there is a seat reserved for me since it has to be me and it can't be you; you understand!  Then good.  I saw this bloke acting big and talking about his new BMW, with a northy middling accent or Scottish and  he says he is picking up  the BMW while sitting in the pub and so for his next drink, I put a little sand in his pint of Lager or his Latte so he would have to go to the loo and do a number 2 with his nap sack left on the ground outside of the stall in his rush and he would not have time to think.  I was right behind him and took the bag. Now, he is down and humble. His wallet and everything was ready for me in the bag. We also had his apartment keys. The building was in a secluded part of Inverness and so we sent a friend up who was staying at the Clink Hostel who lost his;  most of his  ID 3 years ago at a Kensington Sex Club where they just take your wallet and tell you to leave; no dancers tonight. Then again, did he lose his ID at the Director's party in London in December 2002 where they threw new young bankers in the air and then take their wallets as they fall out of their suit coats?  Warren, an experienced banker on his third tour with Bank of America,  was scheduled to be there but his uncle stole his job offer. The dancers had one common trait; they told their mothers and fathers that there is nothing that they can  do that is any good.   If he was born in England, then we would let him go. If his ancestors were English and left to build a Batman style mansion in Syracuse New York or in Ithaca, then that is okay too but then maybe I want to think he and his people owe me something as the more original English that could have afforded to leave with dignity, build, establish themselves and then come back.  If its Pan Am with a global symbol, it has to be me too since it can't be you; an American; so the Herodian man from Algeria  and Jamaica say.  Are you the South African, pretending to be Bahamian as  you hide your South African bush people resistance of anything formal or anything gentry that you cannot set down as English only or European only?"   We could have people speaking English but emotionally, they are not English. 

So, what's up?  What's new in the media why we would have to think or write about this? We need 24 hour electricity, 24 hour robotic automation and 24 hour income support benefits to see the expansion of the English economy and its new Creole culture as well its more original, well thought out and loving, nurturing  cultural esthetic.  

There is a new movie and a good set of them coming but we notice ironically that in the averageness and the specialness of the actors with their acting skills, the super hero or the new incarnation is touted to be maintained by an  English actor. So, long as he is born in England that is okay or else we have to make him feel down if he does not know and keep his place in society after the movie is produced.  Either he is born in England or he will have to sell books for a charity on tv once in a while.