I Guess This Proves Texas Isn’t Really Southern

In the South, you wouldn’t tell the Boy Scouts to be more like a guy that lost his first governorship because of an angry child bride he was rumored to have sprung a puss-filled crotch wound on and lost his second governorship because he thought the South was stupid for trying to secede, because the North was going to “move with the steady momentum and perseverance of a mighty avalanche; and what I fear is, they will overwhelm the South.”

The child bride is enough to put me off Sam Houston, but for a fucked up drunken lout with a child bride, he’s kind of awesome. Still, my point is–what exactly should the Boy Scouts emulate about Sam Houston? Wanting to fuck a girl way too young for him? Leaving a puss-y crotch wound untreated? Being a drunk? Sassing the South? None of these things are the actions of honorable men. Though they might be the actions of a man you wish you were Facebook friends with, just for the train wreck. But we don’t need a country full of Boy Scouts like that.

Prometheus

We watched it last night. About halfway through, the boys took a break to go shoot things with a pellet gun, which I probably should just let stand as the review. The main thing that I didn’t like about it is that, in the other Alien(s) movies, there’s a prominent sense that the characters have been fucked by factors they weren’t quite aware of–that someone else’s greed or hubris has put them in this position. They are but small cogs, in the end, in a big machine they not only can’t control, but can’t comprehend, but must strive to do their best in spite of.

That story is in Prometheus but it’s a B plot–the captain of the ship and his crew, who end up saving Earth, presumably–not the focus.

And, I have to tell you, I find it less compelling than the others for changing that focus.

I also kind of hated that, even at the end, it didn’t seem to occur to anyone that David might feel about them how they feel about the Engineers.

But it was pretty.