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On Word Processing Mark Twain

What’s next, putting a leaf on Michaelangelo’s David?  Oh, wait, The Simpsons already did that.

First off, I think it’s ridiculous that someone’s actually letting this person remove the words “nigger” and “injun” from a classic work that is meant to challenge the racism facing turn of the (last) century America.

Secondly, given the attempt at less offensive sensibility, is referring to African Americans as “slave” really that much better?

The bigger question, though, is: how does someone get it in their head that it’s okay to copy and paste over classic literature?

Is our turn of the (current) century mentality so immediate and entitled that we think it’s fully within our rights to change the intent of what is widely regarded as a seminal work of art?

Heaven forbid this gentleman ends up an editor at National Geographic magazine armed with a copy of Photoshop.

True, there’s a long history of academics editing and interpreting classical works, but that was to find fidelity of intent, not to mask it.

At the end of the day I suppose it’s not so bad.  It’s not like they’re “fixing” every edition of the book ongoing. 

It’s just sad that a supposed scholar would try to change a work of its time instead of using it to teach facets of a history not meant to be repeated.

I like Russel Brand’s take on it best: “@rustyrockets I’m editing the words “Huckleberry Finn” out of all my NWA albums.”


On Main & Hastings

The search is on.  The Pacific Palisades is going kaput and we need to secure a place with our wedding date available.  We’ve already booked vendors and whatnot, so changing the date isn’t really much of an option for us.

Hayley is in overdrive (and stressing out a bit), but she just scored huge on the “unique venue” front.  She found this place: District 319, an old theatre that’s been renovated and modernized.  Normally used for screenings and events of that ilk, it’s definitely cool and after a few pictures we easily envision our wedding there.  There’s a screen, a stage and moveable theatre chairs.  Plus the screening room / threatre opens up into a lounge and bar area where we can have standing tables, drinks and even bring in our own food (as visions of a giant roast pig off a spit dance in my father’s head). 

“Brilliant!” we cried.   “We’re saved!” we cheered.  Crisis.  Averted.  Psh — take that, Cruel Fate; your curveball just got smoked into the upper deck. 

With barely contained optimism, we requested more information and a price quote.  In the meantime, what could be better, we thought, than a little drive by to check it out?  Plonk on down to Main St. in the car, look for 319, smile at each other and head home.  That’s what was supposed to happen. 

As you can tell from the title of this post, Cruel Fate caught my fly ball and threw it right back at my junk. 

Main and Hastings.  It’s on Main and Hsatings!  Who builds a great venue with so much potential on Main and Hastings?  We can’t use that place.  “Hi, mom!  Yeah, just park around the corner by the Number 5 Orange, pass the small pile of needles on the left, head toward the overwhelming scent of urine, and it’ll be on the right.”  Yyyeahno.  Can’t do it.

At a loss, we drove around some more, scanning the downtown lights and windows as we passed, praying that some wedding planning deity would shine a heavenly stream of light on the one perfect venue we had simply overlooked.

Didn’t happen.

We drove by District 319 again, staring at it in disappointment, anger, disbelief and a bit of hope.  Then we saw blue and red lights flashing as we passed.  Can’t do it.

On Weddings & Condominiums

I’m new to this.  Since it’s my first post, I suppose I’m insulting your deductive reasoning.  I’ve been procrastinating about starting this blog for months, but I finally found something worth getting starting on: my wedding.

Now I understand it may seem a bit strange to hear wedding news from a guy’s perspective, but 1) I’m sure there will be plenty of Canucks content going up over time, and 2) our venue is being turned into condominiums after the Olympics and we have just over 8 months to find a new place to get hitched before everyone gets engaged over Christmas.  But let me back the train up a bit.

I’m getting married at the end of next summer to Hayley, the love of my life, and I couldn’t be more excited (yay me!).  We got started on the venue search back in June and knew we didn’t want to do the same old hotel or banquet hall wedding.  We wanted somewhere a little bit funky and unique.  Now I don’t know how many of you have tried to find somewhere “different” for a wedding, but going off the beaten path lands you in expensive-town.  Unique venues are like nice clothes: they look really good, and you want them, but you’re always surprised they cost so much.  

After dealing with conservative parents (mine), an aneimc budget (ours) and well-gnashed teeth (hers), we finally settled on the Pacific Palisades hotel down on Robson & Jervis.  After looking at all the options it was our best choice. The ceremony could be outside, Zin Restaurant would cater, we’d be right downtown for great photos, plus it was still a hotel (meaning we could get a comped room or amenities and my parents would sense value) — sold.  Hayley has been planning out colour schemes, decorative ideas and other neat ideas for months now.

Fast forward to two days ago. 

We’ve been put on notice.  As of April 30, 2010, The Pacific Palisades will become another set of downtown condominiums.  Gabriella, our contact at Pacific Palisades, is very nice and has been as helpful as she can be considering the cirumstances.  Yes, our wedding has seen a setback, but this woman just found out she lost her job and has to spend the next few weeks dealing with people likely much angrier than me (because I’m not really an angry kinda guy).  I hope she’ll be okay.

Like any man dealing with a bride, I was pretty freaking nervous about breaking the news to Hayley, but I did and, sure enough, the gnashing of teeth has returned, bringing its friends, sore neck and headaches.  The quest we gladly abandoned is once again afoot.  Thank God Hayley’s really good at researching this stuff, because, like most men, I’m more of the “pick something and get it done” variety.  She’s already hot on the heels of a few venues and we’ve even staked one out.  It’s a doozy.  I’ll share more on that soon.