Stormtroopers of Death Alive and Well in California

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Fair and Balanced

We had to watch this video in my Media Writing class and write a broadcast script for it. One of the stipulations was that it had to be fair and balanced. You can't incoroporate your opinion into it and that's just hard. How can you watch a video like this and not be disgusted?

What Happened?

According to the follow-up article, the Iranian student claims that he was working in a UCLA computer lab when he was unfaily singled out to show identification. When he was leaving he was blocked by a security officer. He says when the officer grabbed his arm, his bipolar condition caused him to go limp. The officers then repeatedly tasered him in an effort to make him stand up.

Gosh, nothing like being electrocuted to make me want to stand up. I guess the police officers left their billy clubs at home.


Ooops, was that not fair and balanced. Mean old me attacking those poor peace officers just trying to do their jobs.

Why Brady Marshall?

Inspiration from my fiance

I already knew why I want to marry her. She has a smile that lights up the room. She's smarter than a hundred brain surgeons. Yet she never ceases to amaze me.

I told her I had to create a blog and didn't know where to start. So she sent me this.

• I was excited.
• I was inspired.
• I knew everybody could relate to 'zines.

I forgot I was an old fart..

I told the young punk-rock kid at work I was going to base my blog on the 'zines I used to work on. His eyes glazed over.

"What's a 'zine?"

What's a 'zine? Don't you go to shows? Aren't people there trying to get other people to buy their collected rants in a neat, booklet form?

Rest in Piece DIY Publishing

I realized that with technological advances paper 'zines had become obsolete. Blogs are the new 'zine. Anyone with a thought can easily spread it to the masses electronically. I went down to the basement and rooted through my boxes, memories packed and piled on the pool table. I found a few copies of the old Phoenix Zine but none of the old Brady Marshall Zine. It didn't matter. No one needed to know how to scam copies from Kinkos anymore. I wistfully packed them away and went back upstairs.