Tonight will be a brief debrief. A sort of debrief-to-go, if you will. This debrief will be ideal for reading on a subway ride of about three stops, or a bus ride of two. Read this as you’re walking down the stairs, or if you have wireless internet, read it in the bathroom. Alright. Let’s debrief.
Politics: I should probably break this politics section down into subsections because of the amount of stories that unfolded this week. I’m not going to though because this is a quick read. Here’s what happened in the political sphere: Libyan dictator Muammar Gaddafi was killed, President Obama announced that the Iraq war is over and that troops will be home by December 31, and presidential hopeful, Herman Cain, continued to divulge priceless tips that, even if he is not elected president, should really be considered. Recently, Cain explained that he thinks an electric fence should be built along the U.S.-Mexico border to stop illegal immigration. Certainly a brilliant idea, Cain later said, “That’s a joke. I’ve also said America needs to get a sense of humor.” Does standup comedian Herman Cain have a chance at becoming president? (Definitely not.) You decide.
Music: Not much happened in the music world this week, nothing worth recapping at least. One thing was that I gave a presentation on the similarities between Jazz, Hip Hop, and 19th Century German music. That happened. I would link you to the power point, but that seems a bit much. Another thing that happened, was the release of this commercial for Drake’s upcoming sophomore effort, Take Care.
Now, I like Drake. He seems like a cool guy. You wouldn’t get that opinion from this ad, however. “750 Million Views On YouTube” “Over 3 Million Twitter Followers”; I didn’t realize amount of Twitter followers was grounds to buy an album.
Personal Triumph: This is a follow-up to last week’s harrowing tale of my experiences in the post office and how my brown jeans – my favorite brown jeans – were lost in the mail. Well, like the Iraq war, this plight has come to an end; my jeans have been recovered. I’m wearing them right now, in fact.
The entire contents of my package – my brown jeans, a book, and a pair of socks – finally was recovered after several trips to the Post Office, in fact. In fact, you should never have anything sent to the Stuytown Post Office. Ever. Just a piece of advice. Now have a good week, Reader.- Elbows