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Brainwashed by Asian Cartoon

Had the CRaZIEST dream EVER!!

It felt so vivid and real, I swore it was really happening. 

It started with Marc and I at a hotel, pretty sure it was the Hilton.  Anyways, I was a SUPER SAIYAN.  I didn’t look like one (cuz I’m sure there isn’t female saiyans… anywho) but I KNEW I had super cool powers and I can float around and all that crazy stuff.  So we’re outside the hotel with everyone else who’s staying at the hotel because the hotel was being held hostage by…  Frieza.  Yes, the evil while and purple thing with a tail.  He was trying to kidnapp my son and another lady’s daughter. 


Wasn’t sure why, but I told Christopher to hang tight at the pool area with the crowd and I went inside to save the day or something.  So I was inside a room, looking down the glass window and checking up on Christopher, and I saw the bastard Frieza snagging my kid.  So it so happened that Christopher was the most super Saiyan ever, so that he just had to have him.  But it turned out the other lady’s daughter was even better, so he flies him up to my window.  (which is like the 20th floor or something) and starts dangling Christopher in the air trying to treatening me trade the lady’s daughter for Christopher.  The look in the poor little bugy’s face as he screams was enough for me to shove the other girl to him.  However, I didn’t want to trade another’s child’s life for mine but I couldn’t live without Christopher and I couldn’t imagine life without him.  So I had to come up with some sort of plan.


All of a sudden, I was outside the hotel again, and no one could get into the hotel, but I knew Christopher and evil Frieza was at the top floor so I had to get in some how.  So I devised a brilliant plan to use my sexuality to entice a fat Frieza sidekick to take me to his room inside the hotel so I can save Christopher….  Some pretty sexual things happened in the elevator up to his floor.  But when the elevator door opened, I saw Christopher standing there… So I Flew to him, grabbed him and broke through the window.  I can fly remember? I’m a Saiyan!


And I woke up to Christopher snuggling up to me and asking me to turn on the TV.

What I got out of the dream? I can’ve live without Christopher, the feeling of lost and love over him throughout my dream was so incredibly intense. 

What was Marc doing the entire time? Not sure, he f-ed off somewhere…. pfft.


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Rape my childhood why don’t you?

I grew up in a very different culture than the one most of you are familiar with in the Western World. Hong Kong was just as, if not more technologically advanced than North America. Our economy prospered and was labelled the shopping heaven of Asia. (ok, now Tokyo took over the title) Children didn’t have Sesame Street and Barney to sing along to. Instead, we had gruesome adult-rated Sailormoon, Dragon Ball and yes, Transformers. All school aged kids know how to sing both the Japanese and Cantonese version of the Dragon Ball theme song.

When we moved to Canada, we took these fond memories of our favorite cartoons with us that are sacred to us, and we held it dear. Then Japanese animation’s popularity were an international hit. Horridly dubbed Sailormoon and Dragon Ball aied on YTV and Cartoon Network. Imitation action figures and toys were available at toy stores everywhere.

I, amongst many Asian kids were saddened by this phenomenon. These cartoons were special to us; something that defined our identities. It wasn’t that we didn’t want to share it with the world, but by making horrible action figures, dubbing the cartoon with completely wrong conversations, makes it into a horrible joke.
Maybe I am taking this too personally. We grew up with great respect to these animation. America took over it, bought it, whatever, and took the sanctity of it away. Raped it basically. And broke it down from something with sophistication to mainstream idiocracy.

I am sure any Comic book Intellect can relate when the X-men movie came out. The movie just doesn’t quite stick to the same story of the comic.

I am sure any true punk can relate when Simple Plan declared themselves as punk music. The raw emotion and meaning of Punk is stripped and simplified for the mainstream audience.

This is my review of Transformers. This, along with the new G.I. Joe movie, the DVD Dragon Ball movie and all the Marvel Movies. They’re all fantastic movies, extremely entertaining and vivid… but at the end, I can’t help but shake my head and sigh…. I feel like my childhood was raped.


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