I wanna know where da gold at!
I am bummed about my ridiculous schedule this semester. Three times a week, I have class until 9:15 at night, including Fridays. I am no longer able to attend frisbee practice Tuesdays and Thursdays. To add insult to injury, my Friday night class is a required course on the United Nations Security Council. I am still waiting for someone to give me a valid reason why I should be spending an entire semester studying an illegitimate, irrelevant, and useless institution that I don't care about.
Furthermore, my lame schedule is making it very difficult for me to keep up with the physical training I'm supposed to be doing for the national team. Being sick for the second time this month also didn't help. And I'm now developping a reputation amongst the frisbee community as the girl who sleeps through her alarm and can't make it to tournaments on time. This weekend was calm in terms of partying, and yet I still managed to show up at the fields ridiculously late both days. Although after the Sunday night party at Paganello, my teammates no longer believe me when I tell them I didn't go out the night before.
Last night a friend of mine got borderline beaten up by the RATP metro security. I can't say that I'm surprised, because those guys are notorious douchebags. But the situation was completely ridiculous and infuriating: he had just stepped off the metro and was walking through the hallways. He came upon a ticket check...about 10 RATP security guys lined up across the hall. He stopped for a second to search through his pockets to find his ticket and two guards immediately pounced on him and began to harass him, thinking that he hadn't paid and was trying to turn around in order to avoid getting caught. He pulled out a few tickets, none of which were the right one, so they immediately assumed that he was lying. They didn't give him a chance to explain himself, much less to search through his stuff to find the right ticket. Once he did find it, one guy pocketed it without checking its validity. Instead they pinned him up against the wall, took out his wallet from the back pocket, saw that he had money on him to pay the fine, and forced him to pay the 40 euros. At first he refused and told they to call the cops so that he could explain himself. He was told that the cops would take an hour and a half to get there. In the end he just gave up trying to reason with the assholes and paid the fine.
What makes this story so infuriating is that it is completely impossible to reason with the RATP security, no matter how calm and polite you remain while they are riffling through your pockets and getting in your face. This is definitely not the first time I've heard such a story, and it is unbelievable that these wannabe cops (with absolutely NO authority to search you) get away with this shit!
I recently discovered last.fm, this website where you type in an artist and it creates a playlist of similar music. This isn't very exciting in and of itself...but this site is awesome because of the detailed and highly informative blurbs that go along with each song/artist. Example: I typed in Yung Joc and the following information came up when a Gorilla Zoe song was played:
"Also, Gorilla Zoe appears to have a feud with rapper The Game, dissing him on the track "1 Sluggg". Gorilla Zoe claims that he made the track because he felt offended by comments that The Game had made on his single "One Blood" about Atlanta's hip-hop scene. Game has never responded to Gorilla Zoe or said his name, but has addressed his reasons for the comment, stating that it was not a diss to Atlanta or the South. Some claim also that Gorilla Zoe dissed The Game because of his friendship with JT Tha Bigga Figga, a rapper/producer from the Bay Area who claims he discovered The Game and is not currently in a beef with."
WHO KNEW?!
Finally, thank you Sasha and Chad for bringing to my attention the existence of this YouTube video:
Furthermore, my lame schedule is making it very difficult for me to keep up with the physical training I'm supposed to be doing for the national team. Being sick for the second time this month also didn't help. And I'm now developping a reputation amongst the frisbee community as the girl who sleeps through her alarm and can't make it to tournaments on time. This weekend was calm in terms of partying, and yet I still managed to show up at the fields ridiculously late both days. Although after the Sunday night party at Paganello, my teammates no longer believe me when I tell them I didn't go out the night before.
Last night a friend of mine got borderline beaten up by the RATP metro security. I can't say that I'm surprised, because those guys are notorious douchebags. But the situation was completely ridiculous and infuriating: he had just stepped off the metro and was walking through the hallways. He came upon a ticket check...about 10 RATP security guys lined up across the hall. He stopped for a second to search through his pockets to find his ticket and two guards immediately pounced on him and began to harass him, thinking that he hadn't paid and was trying to turn around in order to avoid getting caught. He pulled out a few tickets, none of which were the right one, so they immediately assumed that he was lying. They didn't give him a chance to explain himself, much less to search through his stuff to find the right ticket. Once he did find it, one guy pocketed it without checking its validity. Instead they pinned him up against the wall, took out his wallet from the back pocket, saw that he had money on him to pay the fine, and forced him to pay the 40 euros. At first he refused and told they to call the cops so that he could explain himself. He was told that the cops would take an hour and a half to get there. In the end he just gave up trying to reason with the assholes and paid the fine.
What makes this story so infuriating is that it is completely impossible to reason with the RATP security, no matter how calm and polite you remain while they are riffling through your pockets and getting in your face. This is definitely not the first time I've heard such a story, and it is unbelievable that these wannabe cops (with absolutely NO authority to search you) get away with this shit!
I recently discovered last.fm, this website where you type in an artist and it creates a playlist of similar music. This isn't very exciting in and of itself...but this site is awesome because of the detailed and highly informative blurbs that go along with each song/artist. Example: I typed in Yung Joc and the following information came up when a Gorilla Zoe song was played:
"Also, Gorilla Zoe appears to have a feud with rapper The Game, dissing him on the track "1 Sluggg". Gorilla Zoe claims that he made the track because he felt offended by comments that The Game had made on his single "One Blood" about Atlanta's hip-hop scene. Game has never responded to Gorilla Zoe or said his name, but has addressed his reasons for the comment, stating that it was not a diss to Atlanta or the South. Some claim also that Gorilla Zoe dissed The Game because of his friendship with JT Tha Bigga Figga, a rapper/producer from the Bay Area who claims he discovered The Game and is not currently in a beef with."
WHO KNEW?!
Finally, thank you Sasha and Chad for bringing to my attention the existence of this YouTube video:
posted by Anne at 2:45 PM
1 Comments:
this RATP incident reminds me of a certain metro evacuation of January 2008.
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