Category Archives: LiveJournal Imports

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[basics]
name: Jairus W.K.R.P?
do you like it? How could you not like being Jairus W.K.R.P?
nicknames: Jai, Fucko, Bitch.
screen names: Twiin, Jyro
age: 23
birthday: May 22, 1979
sign: Twiin
location: Ottawa
school: No.
natural hair color: Black
current hair color: Blue
eye color: Green and Amber
height: 5’8
weight: 120
birthplace: Ottawa
shoe size: 9

[ family ]
parents: Jacqueline the Biker and Flint the Turkish Mafia Don (you think I’m joking, don’t you?)
siblings: Oliver in BC, Silk (AKA Eternia the Rap star) in Toronto, Jessica in Toronto, Joshua in Toronto, Joshua mk2 in Ottawa, Charlie in Ottawa.
live with: Leslie, Suzanne.

[ this or that ]
me/you: them
coke/pepsi: Coke!
day/night: Dusk
aol/aim: AIM
cd/cassette: cd
dvd/vhs: dvd
jeans/khakis: Cotton! It works!
car/truck: Motorcycle
tall/short: Short
nsync/bsb: Milli Vanilli
britney/christina: Samantha Fox
gap/old navy: Randy River
lipstick/lipgloss: Lipstick
silver/gold: titanium
alcohol/weed: ew
crunchy/smooth: smoooooth

[ love and relationships ]
do you have a bf/gf?: Only one of them.
do you have a crush?: See above
why do you like this person?: Soft… Pretty… Smell good… oh BIG BRAIN TOO BRAINS ARE GOOD LOVE YOU LESLIE
if you’re single, why are you single?: I’m single?
how long was your longest relationship?: 2 1/2 years.

[ the past ]
what is the one thing you would change about your past?: I would airdrop bags of money into yesterday.
what is the biggest mistake you’ve made in your life?: The Punk House.
last thing you said: Sitar Player!
who is the last person you saw?: Jewbear
who is the last person you kissed?: LESLIEBEAR
who is the last person you hugged?: LESLIEBEAR
who is the last person you fought with?: Some fuckhead on XVI
who is the last person you were on the phone with?: Gowan
what is the last song you heard? Something by Forma Tadre

[ the present ]
what are you wearing?: Black socks, black pants, black shirt, black shoes, black hoodie.
what are you doing?: Working. No, really. :)
who are you talking to?: Violetnun!
what song are you listening to?: The sound of a thousand monkeys on a thousand keyboards.
where are you?: Work!
who are you with?: Workers!
are you online?: Am I posting this?
how are you feeling?: I’d rather be fishing.
are you in a chatroom?: I work in a chatroom.
do you smell good?: Do Turks smell good?
is smell important to you?: Only when I notice it.

[ favourites ]
incense: Nag Champa.
wine: Inskillin Ice.
cheese: 12-year-old cheddar. Or Black Diamond processed slices.
coffee: Jamaican High Mountain, from the Baronhall Estate.
season: Summer.
vegetable: AIEEE
fruit: EEEEE
meat: All of it.
bread: Anything white. Yo.
cookie: PIRATE COOKIES! ARR!
drink: Jolt.

[ future ]
what day is it tomorrow?: Two days after yesterday
what are you going to do after this?: Glare at the LAN Manager
who are you going to talk to?: Whoever talks to me first
where are you going to go?: Continue ‘working’
how old will you be when you graduate?: Graduate from what, exactly?
what is one of your dreams?: Nightclub, Cafe, leet design job…
where will you be in 25 years? Bald

[ have you ever ]
drank?: Is this for real?
smoked?: Only 15 times a day.
stolen?: These questions suck. How about these ones instead: ran from cops while stealing? done obscure drugs with only consonants and numbers for a name? caused over ten thousand dollars in property damage? in one night?
done anything illegal?: assaulted an officer of the law? arson? conspiracy? treason?
wanted to die?: Why am I answering this again?
hit someone?: sigh

[ other ]
do you write in cursive or print?: Print
are you a lefty or a righty?: Depends what you mean, I suppose.
what is your sexual preference?: People, mostly.

[ physical appearance ]
what do you most like about your body?: I have all the bits that I’m supposed to.
and least?: They all look kinda funny.
do you think you’re good looking?: For a Turk.
do other people often tell you that you’re good-looking?: One person does, bless her feminist heart.

[ fashion ]
do you wear a watch?: No. Adam broke mine, and I’ve been too shattered to replace it.
how many coats and jackets do you own?: Three or four trenchcoats, maybe one that isn’t?
favorite pants/skirt color?: #000000
most expensive item of clothing?: 200$ boots.
most treasured?: Leather trenchcoat #1.
what kind of shoes do you wear?: Combat boots, most of the time.

[ politics ]
do you believe in the death penalty?: BOO
right/left: Left
do you believe in a woman’s right to choose?: Yes. I also believe in a man’s right to choose.
do you believe in the sanctity of conception?: In that chemical-reaction kind of way, yep.
do you believe in penal justice?: Punishment =/= Justice.
do you think you know what it means to be a feminist?: Nope.
do you believe in corporal punishment?: I believe in a good beating.

[ stuff ]
someone you’d like to get back in touch with from your past: David Lea.
old product from your youth you wish they’d bring back: Gatorgum!
old product from your youth you hope never comes back: Vegetables.
most important thing you want changed by this time next year: A credit card would be nice…
do you plan on living in your city for the rest of your life?: Nope.
if no, then where to next?: Netherlands/Belgium/Shinjuku/Toronto
if yes, the main reason why you stay?: I know when cabbies are trying to rip me off.
are you happy?: Quite.
if not, the top 3 reasons why you’re not: where did my pants go?

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George Romero has been working to get money for his next Zombie film, ‘Dead Reckoning’ (AKA Twilight of the Dead) forever. Literally, forever. Anchor Bay were supposed to be working on getting the money for it together, but Romero has been pretty vocal about their lack of effort. It seems, however, that an 11th-hour deal might have come through, allowing Romero to make a full-on NC-17 gorefest with an 8-figure budget.

But Jairus, you say, this stinks of bullshit! Who would put up so much money for a zombie movie?

To the skeptics: DeadReckoningMovie.com.

This is gonna be good.

(In other news, Roger Avary is doing a commentary track for the next Day of the Dead DVD release, and William Gibson got a weblog!)

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An excerpt from an article regarding the relevance of the deaths of Dee Dee Ramone and and Ratt guitarist Robbin Crosby, who died within 24 hours of each other.

“The reason Crosby’s June 6 death was mostly ignored is that his band seemed corporate and fake and pedestrian; the reason Ramone’s June 5 death will be remembered is that his band was seen as representative of a counterculture that lacked a voice. But the contradiction is that countercultures get endless media attention: the only American perspectives thought to have any meaningful impact are those that come from the fringes. The voice of the counterculture is, in fact, inexplicably deafening. Meanwhile, mainstream culture (i.e., the millions and millions of people who bought Ratt albums merely because that music happened to be the soundtrack for their lives) is usually portrayed as an army of mindless automatons who provide that counterculture with something to rail against. The things that matter to normal people are not supposed to matter to smart people.”

2002 in review (it rhymes!)

Got involved as a consultant in the Canadian Copyright Reform process.

Got fucked by roommates, lost my house (with a few thousand dollars in lease-breaking fees to go along with it), my job, and my (then) girlfriend in the span of a week.

Decided to move to Kitchener/Waterloo. Decided not to.

Moved to Ottawa. Met, fell for, and moved in with Leslie.

Turned 23. Best birthday in memory.

Found an angry duck in a public fountain. Named him Honkey.

Got a job. Signed a lease for a new place. Moved in with Leslie and the coolest roommate I’ve ever had.

Got back into DJing and Promotion, putting serious effort and hours into ‘the scene’, such as it is.

Had Krispy Kreme. Twice.

Got a tattoo at the first event Leslie and I both worked on. Bought and built a bigass 5-part 2-wall bookcase.

Hit Daniel Myer with a snowball.

Figured out where I want to be. Made the decision to do whatever it takes to get there.

79

Sometimes I really, truly, almost give up on this rock.

It’s not the girl suing because she was given detention, or the ‘scandal’ that The Washington Times’ Sayed Anwar of Bethlehem is really Paul Martin of London, or the FDA’s decision to allow food makers to list ‘health claims’ on packaging before they’ve proven.

It’s not the fact that a new appointee to the US Women’s Health policy panel recommends “specific Scripture readings and prayers for such ailments as headaches and premenstrual syndrome”, or that a new appointee to the US Advisory Committee for Reproductive Health Drugs condones only the rhythm method because “medicine is permeated with attitudes toward sexuality and fertility that are incompatible with Christian values”.

It’s none of these things. It’s the fact that none of these things are shocking, or will be challenged with any success, because this is just one day’s worth of depressing news. Every day, I could make a post like this, and have just as many (if not more) fucked-up America stories.

With a tide like that, what the fuck is the point, right?

Living in Canada, things are much better here, but it has come to the point where I question how much longer I can ethically spend twenty to fourty thousand dollars a year in a country that is America’s largest trading partner. Some of my money makes it there out of every dollar I spent, and it is not an insignificant sum.

I fully support Canada’s movement towards drug decriminalization (and heroin safehouses), I support healthcare, our tight-as-a-nun’s-ass food and drug standards, and what looks to be an national desire to distance ourselves from the USA… With that said, we’re going to have a new Prime Minister soon, and most of the candidates with any chance of winning have been very pro-american, and it wouldn’t surprise me to see a Clinton-to-Bush style reversal of policy and procedure.

I love my country, and I will continue to work towards its betterment, but I’m thinking it might be time to plan, seriously plan for the future, and decide if a North American climate is where I want to spend the next 23 years.

I don’t think that it is.

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Have you ever had one of those moments where, for no reason at all, you suddenly (and vividly) remember what seems like every haunting, painful, and heartwrenching experience that you’ve lived through?

…

Yup.

Martin Atkins interview excerpt regarding Skinny Puppy, circa 1995

[Dwayne and cEvin] were unable, through jealousy, to allow Ogre to shine. So in Skinny Puppy, the dynamic was to suppress Ogre, and his opinion and just like the worst, worst, _worst_ dysfunctional family, there was also a support system, in which Ogre’s belief in himself and his opinion was constantly invalidated to the point where I think Skinny Puppy is dangerous for Ogre as a human being.

You have a very strong point of view.

You spend a day with those guys and you see it. When you see what I’ve seen…

What about Dwayne and Cevin’s relationship?

It’s sad. I think Dwayne is a very talented individual who, because Cevin taught him some things four years ago, and because Cevin believes Skinny Puppy is _his_ band, Dwayne will never be anything more than Cevin’s assistant.

It’s pretty twisted to see it in action. I feel very lucky to NOT be a part of a situation like that where …you know, the closest I can explain it to you – if you’ve seen Amadeus – the relationship between Mozart and Salieri.

Excerpt from a Nivek Ogre interview, circa 1996, regarding the death of Dwane Rudolph Goettel.

But you weren’t at the funeral, were you?

No.

But cEvin was, wasn’t he?

Yeah. cEvin was. I talked to Rave and had a plane ticket booked – I scammed a plane ticket, saying it was a family member – so I had a plane ticket, so then I talked to Rave and said, “Are you going?” and he goes, “Why?” And that kind of answered all of my inside questions.

I was prepared to let a lot of it lie, and I still am letting it lie, but I know in my heart and I know in my head, because of what information I was given by Dwayne’s sister, of certain letters that were about to be sent to certain people, right before he accidentally overdosed. The contents of those letters paints an entirely different picture than I was even aware of. And so be it. I can’t speak for cEvin, and I certainly don’t want to speak out against cEvin, because cEvin’s got a lot of stuff to deal with… but his friendship with Dwayne wasn’t what he makes it out to be and what he’s projected, from the very beginning of this whole fiasco, in a lot of ways.

Just the idea of a person who is dead and who can’t speak for themself, is one of the issues I’ve had to deal with with Dwayne’s sister, because they don’t really want Dwayne’s material coming out on Subconscious. They want all of Dwayne’s data back, and cEvin’s not willing to give it back to them.