Mothership Reconnection and the Hostility Between Strangers

Today was one long ass day, not because of the weather, not because of class/work, but because of small, trivial dilemmas that crossed my path on my road to Infinite Wisdom.

First things first, i woke up too damn early because i had a certain uneasy feeling through the whole nite which prevented me from sleeping. Anyways had to walk to the trainstation which is about 1/2 an hour away from mine and since i dont actually live in Sydney, but an outer suburb, missing a train to skoo means that my whole plans for the day have gone to hell. Anyways on the way to the trainstation i was half asleep and i saw this girl literally about half my size (me being 6ft sumtn) walking past me. Anyway i wouldnt really point this factor out or anything in a blog (in fact the banality of this subject is killing me typing it) but this lady was on speed or sumtin. She was walking soooooooo fast! And me being half asleep saw this situation as a competition of my man/long-leg hood. I started out taking small quick steps, then a progressed on the long jump like strides, and so forth till i ended up sprinting and yet this stranger was STILL in front of me. I felt so ashamed and disgraced until i fell asleep on the train to the city

The day went on, hour by hour, and the topic of the day was students favorite blogs.. I found out you can tell alot about a person by the blogs they like and pardon the sexism, but being in a class full of female teenagers/young adults made everything relate to eitha fashion or celebrity gossip.. DANG after I finshed my presentation on boingboing.net i realized a few of my lady friends were whispering about sometin.. it seemed edgy and stimulating so naturally i wanted in. Anna said she would fill me in, and at break she told me that our teacher might be brothers with one of the guys from The CHURCH!! (to read more consult www.emorley.blogspot.com and yes Russell im only putting this in to get extra marks.... JOKES) Anyway during our break we were excited to get back to class to ask our teacher if this rumour was true when we crossed paths with the wierdest guy on earth, in an ELEVATOR! DUH DUH DEHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

So we are waiting for an elevator and basically only heading to the level above us (yes we are lazy). An elevator comes but it is going down to them bottom floor (which is one level below) and there is nobody in it. I decide that we should get on this elevator as we wont be wasting anytime and everybody follows me (sheeps). Anyways we are in this elevator goin to bottom level and as a joke i decide to press all the level buttons as it wont shorten our trip anyways (simple and childish prank and yes you can use this trick to impress your friends). We arrive at the same level we started on and these 2 Asains got on as well as this mid 20to 30ish dude. This complete stranger had a shaved head and stubble beard with psychotic blue eyes who was wearing a suit. By his stance and the eerie way he was acting (i.e. not blinking and looking really edgy) he definatly looked like he was tapped of sum crazy drug. When he went to press the button he realised all the buttons were pressed in but went to press lvl 3 anyway (which meant that we didnt elongate his trip at all). When we got out of the elevator, he said in this pshyco aggressive voice DOPEY CUNTS and we walked away.
THE question of the situation is WHAT the FUDGE gave him the right to say that. I mean its not like we made his elevator trip longer and if so, wot the FUDGE is the point of trying to ruin someone elses day over such a simple and stupid matter of an elevator trip that was liek 10 seconds longer...

ANWAYS, later on that day i was hanging around with my friends in my suburbs mall jsu playing pool and shit when i got a call from my significant other. I actually didnt get a call but my freind did as i still didnt have a phone but ye he passed iton to me. She spoke, I froze... and what she said shocked me.. RETURN OF THE OLD DUTCH LADIES.

Apparently what had happend is one of the dutch ladies had waited to give my phone to one of her daughters and what her daughter had seen was a fone full of mist calls and a message saying that we knew that the dutch lady stole the phone and had reported it to the cops. She apparently then rung my significant other and was hyperventilating making up a Bull SHIT excuse saying that she was gona hand it back but didnt want any1 to steal it (figures!), and trying to sneak her way out of a criminal charge. My significant other asked me what we should do and at that moment i realised, that i had the power over this situation and could either use the Left Hand of Hate or Right Hand of Love.

Judging by the situation i decided to use the right hand of love and told the woman to give the phone back so I could get reconnected tothe mothership and I did this because i Believed that she had learnt her damn lesson.

Thank god its Friday i thought to myself and looking at the day in retrospect i started thinking to myself, why is there so much hate, loathing, and hostility between strangers and people you dont know. Whether it be wen i was tryna beat a short lady to the trainstation, or sum f*wit in an elevator, or some low life old dutch grandma, why is society so competitive and vengeful against people we dont even know. Its always an us and them situation and never together mentality (ie. war on terrorism and I believe that Progressions cant be made if we are separate forever... and that is the TRIPLE TRUTH, Ruth!!!!!!

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Phoneless & Crowds more stiffer than Emporer Qin's Terracotta Army

Good morning Raheemer's and how are you all doin.

First things first, life without a phone is a situation that I believe everyone should try and experience before the day they die. Its sort of like getting your umbilical cord cut off so your disconnected from the mothership of technology, but only10 times harder, ON YOUR FRIENDS!

You know how you have those days how you plan to meet up with people but you don't know what time or where your gonna meet up and you say "Ill see what happens, and I'll call you?" Or the times when your friends are being bitchy little shits saying, "I don't want to come out but I'll see if plans change?"

PROBLEM SOLVED.
When your phoneless, your friends AND family have to abide by your rules and timetable as in they cant contact you, but you cant contact them so therefore you become the dominatrix of each and every situation. And what happens if your friends and family dont meet up with you at an allocated time and place? It works as a filtering method saying who your real friends are as well as gives you have the right to flip it at them and have a hissy fit saying that you cant cope with the pressure and how much you hate being phoneless. It is simply being diabolical and ingenious MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

And this comes to subject 2 of the matter, concert crowds of 2007

As you may or may not know (judging by you know me) I have been to a fair few concerts over the years of my existence. Some have been very good, others have been appalling, but what Radio Raheem is starting to notice is that the crowds have stopped coming to dance and enjoy themselves, but are more concerned with taking photos off their o-so beloved mobiles and camera's. For instance take the two most recent concerts I have been to, the Klaxons and Justin Timberlake.

At the Klaxons, during the support act people we literally just standing stiff. Wot The EF? And its not like the supporting act where bad either, i found them quiet nourishing . By the crowd being stiff and basically standing still in where the moshpit/dancefloor was supposed to be I had a bad impression that when the Klaxons came out, the crowd was gona follow suite. LUCKY that changed DRAMATICALLY!

Justin Timberlake however was a whole different story. Me, not being a JT fan only went for my significant other so i tried to at least bear and even enjoy his performance and boy was I surprised. He was actually a good performer when he stopped parading around his giant ego (i.e. putting his suit crotch on camera, giving the finger to the audience?? wtf). The main downfall of this gianormous concert tho was that the crowd was not dancing, but more concerned with buying burgers and eating popcorn while taking pictures on their phone to show to their friends at work and school. And to top it off when JT came back for an encore people decided to walk out and leave to avoid the traffic. NOW tell me is that what any normal decent human being would be concerned with at that time or place?



I believe that a performer can only be as good as the crowd gives is and by people standing stiff, guzzling beer, eating hotdogs, and taking photos off their camera; can a performer really give their best performance? and that IS the DOUBLE TRUTH, RUTH!!!

Geriatric Kleptomania and the Push of AGEISM as a lifestyle choice

Today was a day like no other, the birds were chirping, the sun was high, and everyone was getting along together creating a nirvana type atmosphere.

WRONG.
All except for the sun

Today was not any ordinary day, i didnt see or hear ANY birds, the sun was boiling, and i THOUGHT everyone was getting along together until one, cold, harsh move that would change my prespective on the world and it people, FOREVER.

The day was basically a normal day off uni for Radio Raheem, wake up late, have breakfast, clean up, work out, and head down the beach for a swim. In the area which I live in, the beach is basically 5-10 minutes away from where I live so as you'd expect, I travelled with great ease. After arriving at the beach with my significant other around 1pm, we decided to lie around n watch the clouds pass us by. By 2:30 our stomach started to grumble so we made a choice to head down to our local Mac Daddies (play on name to avoid copyright lawsuit) and meet a few of our friends there. WORST DECISION EVER

After lugging down a MkChicken meal with a large Koke we realized that two 50 yr old Dutch ladies right next to us were making a whole lot of noise that would make Peter Lorre (annoying guy of Maltese Falcon) turn around in his own grave yard. They continued with all this rabble and nonsense which totally diminished the 'healthy', happy work environment the Mac Daddies claims itself to have.

During our meal we randomly bumped into our friend who we hadnt seen in ages and she told us it was her 20th just yesterday. The two old ladies then felt the urge to join in our conversation and rant about how they just turned 21 which was obviously just a plea for attention or a really bad lie.

When we finished our meals a middle aged man with his two daughters, both in school uniforms, sat down at the tables next to us. We then proceeded to leave and as I got up to pack my backpack I didn't realize but I left my phone on the table. STUPIDEST MOVE EVER

I was out in the car park and just 3 minutes later i rushed bak into the 'restaurant' in order to find and pick up my phone , and to my surprise... IT WAS GONE! The middle aged man just told me he asked the two old ladies who owned the phone and they said, " Oh we know the owner, we are gona go hand it in to the counter". When he told me this I felt a sudden rush of calmness knowing that everything was gona be alright but when i arrived at the counter, ... NOTHING HAD BEEN HANDED IN. Apparently the check out chicks had seen the two old ladies leaving very promptly and had thought nothing of it. At that precise moment I had just realised, I HAD BEEN EFFD IN THE A-HOLE BY TWO OLD DUTCH WOMEN

I backtracked to the middle aged man n told him what had happend, a sudden expression of disgrace and liability fell upon his face when he hesitantly said, " I should of handed it in.." but i replied abruptly, "Its not your fault, dont worry about it."

An hour later, after calling the phone a hundred billion times and speaking to the fuzz about the situation I came to a harsh realization that I probably will never get the phone back and that i had to cancel and demolish the sim card.

What has today taught me u ask? While trying to be nice and respect the elderly had always been one of my admirable traits in life, when this dilemma arised i came to a realization that old people you dont know are just like normal people you dont know.. only more wrinkly. I had always been a victim of the stereotype of nice old grandmother who is always chirpy and loves tea and to make people happy, but after today, that assumption and expectation has gone from my head, NEVER to return, so from this day foward, OCTOBER 30th, the eve of HALLOWEEN, will be INTERNATIONAL I HATE OLD PEOPLE DAY which participants will celebrate by bitching about old people.

How can you help? By spreading the good word and always remembering, OLD PEOPLE ARE OLD BECAUSE THEY HAVENT BEEN CAUGHT YET! and that is the TRUTH, RUTH!

One Hot Day, One lously Weather Reporter, and Mr Pregnant

Well, my avid supporters and readers, is then second day of daylight saving, and the first day of the week, MONDAY (i hate those calenders that imply that Sunday is the first day of the week, seriously.. i am not that religious but even in the bible it states that Sunday was the 7th and last day were 'god' rested).
Anyway seeing as I have to commute on a train to uni everyday on an hour and 15 minute train, I cant exactly go outside to check the weather to coordinate my clothing attire based on how low/high the sun is, how cloudly the sky is, and how dense the oxygen smells (im VERY sensitive). Because of this I am forced to watch early morning wake up shows, where the anchors fool around and wait for the weather to get reported.
What was the verdict you ask? 28*C with definite lightning and thunderstorm.
What does this mean for me? wear hot summer clothes but dont get urself wet or bring and umbrella or you could be struck by lighting!
Hours on end past and i kept looking into the sky, watching and waiting for one little drop of rain to fall, or one small insignificant person to get struck by lightning. It NEVER happend.
Definite let down. It was like a Kubrikian version of Star Wars Episode V where you find out Chewbecca is actually Darth Vader in disguise and is Luke Skywalkers father, Obi Wan Kenobi had an affair with Princess Leia and Han Solo is their gay love child.

To take my anger out on the weather when i returned home i turned to youtube to relief me from my pain.

and what do i find?

Definite positive

I HATE you news reporter and long live these glorious days of the randomness of the internet! and that is the TRUTH, RUTH!

The First Step

WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP...

UPPY WAKE UPPY WAKE UPPY WAKE!

This Is RADIO RAHEEM, your voice of choice and the choice of noise of the future generations and let me introduce myself by laying down a little wisdom.

Lao Tzu, a famous 4th Century BC Chinese philosopher once stated, "the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step"

I don't agree with statement for 2 reasons.

1) Journeys, whether they be physical, metal, or internetrical (take that OXFORD dictionary) take time to plan. I.E. Neil Armstrong didnt just walk into a space craft and fly to the moon, just like Captain Nemo didnt just jump in a boat and sink 20,000 leagues below sea level.

2) Miles dont mean anything to me. Every country I have been to, or ever want to go to use the metric system. Seriously, who in this day and age uses a self proclaimed 'imperial' system that makes as much sense as a 60's Dylan song (take that America, Liberia, & Myanmar)

BUT yeah, this is officially my third blog that I have started and hopefully ,through clever planning and management, will turn me into the next big thing, and even Bigger than Jesus!

So how should i start this off? I have been wondering about that for the last 2 hours. Dare I be very cliché and start from the top? ... I think I shall


First things first,

RADIO RAHEEM is dead.

He died due to the rising racial and class tensions in Spike Lee's breakthrough movie, "Do The Right Thing".

What does Radio Raheem have to do with a blog u ask? Well the awnser is simple...

I, anonymously enough, have taken the character and personality of Radio Raheem's and made it my online alter-ego... much like a geeky version of Clark Kent.

Who am I you ask?

Well to keep my identity top secret in order to protect my loved ones I can and will only give out little smidgens of my information.

1) Im in the teenage-young adult category
2) I live in the only continent country island thing usually found at the bottom of an Atlas
3) Ive got a so called 'all year round' Tan
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4) I am a Muslim.

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Well if that last point hasnt made u close this blog window then congratulations you can truly be called a Mother Teresa!

Well now for the real truth:

I live in Australia around the Sydney region, am still young (or at least young at heart) and am addicted to everythign under the sun.

Through this blog I plan to demonstrate the wisdom of Radio Raheem by talking about issues and then either giving them the left hand of HATE or the right hand of LOVE and that is the TRUTH, RUTH