Apparently, some people in Minnesota found a loophole in the smoking ban. The ban disallows smoking in bars, unless it is part of a theatrical production, like a prop for actors. So, bar owners started to make playbills and encourage patrons to dress in costume and "act" in their play. One even put up a black curtain with a sign that reads "Stage Entrance" and under props, a stack of ashtrays. Mostly these "actor's" costumes consist of everyday clothing and act like they always do, with the exception of a few creative characters who add accents.
I thought this was completely insane. But in a good way. Granted, I am really against smoking because I have a very sensitive airway that has me producing unlady-like sounds when I smell strong and nasty things. However, I have to give them applause for their ingenious way of getting what they want. Some people look at themselves as activist who are kind of "sticking it to the man" when they do this, showing just how they feel about the ban.
Of course, the officials (whomever is supposed to monitor that the law is followed) are already cracking down on these fake productions. After all, regardless their actions, it doesn't change that second-hand smoke is harmful. I mean, that crap still sticks to you even when you go home and kiss your babies goodnight or drive them around in your vehicle the next day. But hey, it was fun while it lasted.
02 March 2008
ban on silence
Welcome to the planet
Welcome to existence
Everyone's here
Everyone's here
Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now
What happens next?
What happens next?
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened before
Welcome to the fallout
Welcome to resistance
The tension is here
The tension is here
Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened
Maybe redemption has stories to tell
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here
- Switchfoot
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You'd never think that a musically inclined person from a very musically inclined family would ever stop listening or doing musical things. But it's true. For a long time, even before I moved back, I've just stopped listening to music unless it was there. Kind of like a passive music listener. I don't really notice it's absence and sometimes care not for its presence.
You'd think that maybe it's because I don't like music. Funnily enough, I do. Music touches me. It touches me so much to a point that it always affects how I feel so much. So I don't listen to much music because I haven't really wanted to feel.
Why?
Well, there's been a lot of negative and unhappy feelings welling inside me that I was afraid of coming out. Kind of like the whole sh** hitting the fan effect, except with an intangible object like emotions.
Anyway, since I've realized this about myself, as part of the healing process, I am making sure that I listen to more music and allow myself to feel whatever I'm supposed to feel. I'm also allowing myself to feel emotion when I watch movies. Just basically a ban on indifference rather than simply on silence.
Wish me luck. Perhaps if I am successful at this, I can find some semblance of normal in my sanity. :)
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