The SoapBox: “Abortion and Oscars”

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Straight to business.
Abortion

The above photographed politician is suffering from a terminal disease of which most Kenyans are unaware.
He has BMS. Big Mouth Syndrome. It also surprisingly sounds like PMS, to which it is closely related. You see, his big mouth and erratic emotions have gotten him snookered before, and will undoubtedly be his ultimate undoing. Part of the idea behind politics is being able to balance action and words and much as you may hate him, the old man on the throne right now is doing a better job of that than the old man behind the mic.
For a politician, talking about abortion is like taking a dump. Yes, it must be done. Regularly. But for goodness sake don’t do it in public. Aside from offending a bunch of people, you open yourself up to a myriad of attacks from religious groups, regular citizens and of course, your opponents. You would think that this man wasn’t planning to run for election in a few years. Granted, as of right now, his opposition is looking slightly iffy, but still. People will vote and their voices will be heard. And the quieter you are on contentious matters, the more people will rally behind you. Take a leaf from Obama’s tree. That man might as well be massaging America’s back when he’s giving a speech. Even when they don’t agree with him the rebuttal is seldom strong.
Remember what game your playing, Mr. Odinga. It is all purely political. Don’t let your moral judgement and taste get in the way.
Speaking of blind politics.
Oscars

There are a million reasons why I did not watch the Oscars, but I’ll give you the top 3.
1. Anvil. Anvil was snubbed by the Academy when it was hands down and by far one of the best movies out, and easily the top documentary. If you haven’t seen it, please do. It’s quite amazing.
2. The Hurt Locker: I knew from the jump it was going to win a lot of unnecessary awards and I could not for the life of me gather the courage to watch something so mediocre get lauded. Here’s the secret to winning awards, make a war movie and let someone die in it.
3. District 9: I was going to shoot myself if they didn’t win. I really was.
So I thought I was safe, having anticipated the worst and avoided the awards altogether. Then I wake up and…Mo’nique won an Oscar?!
Nah, don’t get me wrong. She acted her ass off(no pun), and had a big part to play in the movie’s success(ok,maybe pun), but an Oscar? Meanwhile, they just ignore Gabourey Sidibe’s performance and give her award to Sandra Bullock. Sandra Bullock?!? Come on now.
Don’t get me started on Best Actor category. That Morgan Freeman as Mandela even earned a nomination while Brad Pitt in Inglorious Basterds got ignored is beyond me, frankly. And then Jeff Bridges wins over George’s performance in Up in The Air….Seriously.
The whole winner’s list is a joke to me, honestly. With the exception of maybe 4 awards.
I’ve decided that the Academy, like our government, is made up of a bunch of retarded hamsters channeling their inner BMS’ing politician. They want to do well, they say they’ll do great things, and then they say and do stupid sh** for the rest of their day running around the hamster wheel.
And we sit there watching like we should be surprised, wondering why we’re frustrated.
Sigh.