Is This Blog On? version 2.0

This Netflix rental sat atop of my television for almost two months before I finally watched it. But, I’m glad I finally did watch it. Tsotsi is a very compelling movie, that is not so much about race, or Africa, but redemption.

Also, utterly fascinating about the movie, is the dialogue. Apparently in the theater release, they used voice-overs. What a mistake. I had to go searching for exactly WHAT language they were speaking (the “F” word is very clearly understandable, as are some complete phrases)l, and I found this:

Tsotsi is mostly spoken in a South African street patois. It’s fascinating to listen to, as you can recognise a lot of English words, there’s a bit of French in there too, and, presumably, Dutch. It’s not an especially pretty language on the ear, but deal with it.

So, get the movie, and don’t let sit there for a few months. Or, am I the only who does that?

That magic number, is the number of cavities my son has. They lie between each of his 8 molars. If you will remember, he had his front FOUR teeth crowned earlier this year.

Now, the dentist has given me a florid treatment-rinse to be used every night. Why didn’t she give it to me when she saw that he had a “problem” with this stuff?

ARRGGG. 8 cavities. My husband is going to plotz.

I hate to have this buried from a few days back (or yesterday), in regards to “mistakes” that have been made in Iraq :

No. A new direction can also mean that people making decisions haven’t got either the requisite patience or the requisite understanding to grasp the situation and something has to be done to keep the busybodies and the uninformed from revolting.

I’m happy to entertain any actual examples of “mistake” however, but I have an idea this is one of those questions that just never gets answered.

Let me start the ball rolling, RTO. Our first mistake was that in an effort to win the hearts and minds of Iraq, we pussyfooted around, trying to minimize civilian casualties. Soldiers were asked to fight with one hand tied behind their backs.

We weren’t ruthless enough. We obviously didn’t kill enough of them.