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As usual, I'm muddling through my class without the requisite book because I refuse to pay $87 for a paperback compendium of religious philosophy. It's ridiculous that textbooks command higher prices by virtue of being deemed "educational material". If that's so, shouldn't they be cheaper in a bid to facilitate access to a larger readership? Silly me. Allowing people access to such books might rouse a few of them from their complacent, sloe-eyed stupor, and that's dangerous. Why, get people thinking, and they might start questioning the machinations and methods of the established elite and agitating for change. Plus, affordability would impinge on the inalienable right to a gargantuan profit margin for the university.
So, I'll be treating my bookstore as a Barnes and Noble until they get wise. If only philosophers weren't so damn loquacious and enamored of semantic hairsplitting.
I'm halfway through NYPD Blue S4, and if nothing else, it's a treasure trove of police procedure. I now know that officers wear their dress blues when receiving a promotion, and the ceremony includes a framed certificate and takes place at One Police Plaza. Hee! Now I have another excuse to dress Flack in his blues, only to get him nekkid later >;)
I wasn't thrilled with the protracted Bobby/Diane wangstfest. It was well done on all counts, but neither of them behaved well. Bobby sulked when Diane didn't immediately say yes to his proposal(though to be fair, I'd sulk, too, if I shelled out three grand for a ring and got a lukewarm "maybe"). His withdrawal after the disappointment was understandable on a human level, but it was incredibly manipulative in its all-or-nothing manifestion. It was an emotional siege and often smacked of blackmail. "You can have me only on the conditions that I set." How nauseatingly coercive.
Not that Diane's emotional weaponry was any better. "If you question my reasoning, you are being insensitive to my status as a recovering alcoholic." Convenient, that. Whenever she's faced with a truth she'd rather not hear, her response is to jab her fingers into her ears and scream, "LALALA! Can't hear youuuu! And if you don't stop saying the things I most certainly can't hear, I might drink." How's that for emotional blackmail? As Bobby points out, "Oh, there it is. Go any further, and I'm a big jerk."
Well, yes, I think that was the whole idea, Bobby. Manipulation. And you're both grand fucking masters.
And don't even get me started on the appalling vigilante ethics of Bobby and Sippowicz setting up Jimmy Leary to be murdered because he might've(but didn't) rape Diane after he slipped her a mickey. Leary was a douchebag; of that there was no question, but his continued liberty had as much to do with Diane's refusal to realize that she was out of her depth as it did with the political game the department was playing. Had Diane informed Lt. Fancy and her contact at the OCCB that Leary had drugged her, they would've pulled the plug, but she wanted to play Big Damn Hero. So did Bobby, and thus Bobby has the facilitation of murder on his hands, and Sippowicz is his co-conspirator. Everyone was dirty in this nasty little game, and when the dead hood is the cleanest corner of the square, there is a severe case of moral distortion.
Lastly, Martinez and Colon? A world of cute. Metavoy and his diet? Need to go away. The bumbling awkwardness got old fast.
So, I'll be treating my bookstore as a Barnes and Noble until they get wise. If only philosophers weren't so damn loquacious and enamored of semantic hairsplitting.
I'm halfway through NYPD Blue S4, and if nothing else, it's a treasure trove of police procedure. I now know that officers wear their dress blues when receiving a promotion, and the ceremony includes a framed certificate and takes place at One Police Plaza. Hee! Now I have another excuse to dress Flack in his blues, only to get him nekkid later >;)
I wasn't thrilled with the protracted Bobby/Diane wangstfest. It was well done on all counts, but neither of them behaved well. Bobby sulked when Diane didn't immediately say yes to his proposal(though to be fair, I'd sulk, too, if I shelled out three grand for a ring and got a lukewarm "maybe"). His withdrawal after the disappointment was understandable on a human level, but it was incredibly manipulative in its all-or-nothing manifestion. It was an emotional siege and often smacked of blackmail. "You can have me only on the conditions that I set." How nauseatingly coercive.
Not that Diane's emotional weaponry was any better. "If you question my reasoning, you are being insensitive to my status as a recovering alcoholic." Convenient, that. Whenever she's faced with a truth she'd rather not hear, her response is to jab her fingers into her ears and scream, "LALALA! Can't hear youuuu! And if you don't stop saying the things I most certainly can't hear, I might drink." How's that for emotional blackmail? As Bobby points out, "Oh, there it is. Go any further, and I'm a big jerk."
Well, yes, I think that was the whole idea, Bobby. Manipulation. And you're both grand fucking masters.
And don't even get me started on the appalling vigilante ethics of Bobby and Sippowicz setting up Jimmy Leary to be murdered because he might've(but didn't) rape Diane after he slipped her a mickey. Leary was a douchebag; of that there was no question, but his continued liberty had as much to do with Diane's refusal to realize that she was out of her depth as it did with the political game the department was playing. Had Diane informed Lt. Fancy and her contact at the OCCB that Leary had drugged her, they would've pulled the plug, but she wanted to play Big Damn Hero. So did Bobby, and thus Bobby has the facilitation of murder on his hands, and Sippowicz is his co-conspirator. Everyone was dirty in this nasty little game, and when the dead hood is the cleanest corner of the square, there is a severe case of moral distortion.
Lastly, Martinez and Colon? A world of cute. Metavoy and his diet? Need to go away. The bumbling awkwardness got old fast.