This is probably the most epic food fight you’ll ever see. It’s made of Rooster Teeth‘s RWBY set to Babymetal‘s “Uki Uki Midnight.” I love this video for multiple reasons. First, it’s satisfying how the beats and flow of the song match the action on the screen. Second, the sheer ridiculousness of this fight goes great with the sheer intensity and playfulness of Babymetal. And perhaps most of all, it’s a Japanese band performing an American-inspired musical genre set to an American show mimicking a Japanese-inspired television genre.
Sometimes even a first draft is worth sharing. The challenge now is to figure out how to make it look like Blake Belladonna is singing the lyrics sung by Alexis Krauss.
Today, I witnessed something historic and beautiful. Millions of people around the world came together in solidarity to speak out against a clear and present danger to free people everywhere. This isn’t about politics; it’s about basic human decency.
People may ask themselves what good it does to walk around in the streets holding signs, but don’t ignore the fact that it’s all anyone is talking about today. And that’s the point. We are engaging the rest of society in an uncomfortable but necessary conversation so they can’t ignore it like they usually do.
I do not want to see several more years of division. But I cannot stand by and watch our nation undo the progress it’s made these past several years. And I’ll do what little I can to ensure a better future for everyone, not just people like myself. Every time someone calls me a delicate little snowflake I want them to remember what the hell an avalanche is made of.
I posted this to YouTube exactly one decade ago today. It has amassed almost a quarter million views during that time, so it is really hard for me to delete it even though it has nothing to do with my channel.
Every time I think about Thanksgiving, I think about this scene. Every. Single. Time.
I’d like to thank everyone who has quietly allowed me to verbally work through the insanity of the past 24 hours. I needed the catharsis far more than you needed to chide me for doing so. I’m not sure if it was intentional or due to Facebook’s peril-sensitive algorithms, but I appreciate it nonetheless.
I’m just as sick of these election posts as the next person (probably more so). But I feel like I’ve gotten through to a few people, and a few people have certainly gotten through to me. I’ve also made an ass of myself a few times, but I’m okay with not being perfect. I’m simply cursed/blessed with the inability to remain silent in the face of injustice even if it’s detrimental to myself, which I squarely blame on the Patrick in Eric P. Metze.
So, please forgive me for speaking my mind, and please feel free to speak yours. Though I have a significantly lower threshold for bullshit now, I’ve always striven (albeit imperfectly) to make my online foci into safe spaces that foster discussion. If they are your own thoughts and feelings, then we all need to hear them.
Okay, I’m done now. I doubt anyone one will read this wall of text, but I had to get it out of me. There is no greater agony, after all.
Copyright © 1999-2017 Eric Patrick Metze.