grammar nazi illusion.

The term “grammar nazi” is a fallacy. Never in recorded history has there been a period in which people who pride themselves on the fact that they know the difference between “you’re” and “your” rose to power as a political faction and committed genocide against millions of people who type in all caps and don’t use apostrophes. There's a distinct difference between those who simply can't stand it when people confuse "you're" and "your" or say "a-whole-nother," and people who commit mass murder over looks. Self-proclaimed grammar nazis: if you're going to be strict about grammar, that's fine. But get off the Internet message boards and apply your grammar skills to something that matters.

how to think for yourself.

WikiHow has some interesting articles, but this one piqued my curiosity. It's called "How to Think for Yourself." Since anyone has the power to edit wikiHow, I guess I'll never know who came up with this particular stroke of genius.
The article has a few good ideas, but that's not the point. Call me old-fashioned if you like, but I always thought that thinking for yourself involved, you know, thinking for yourself. This article has achieved an astonishing level of irony here. "How to Think for Yourself" might have the capacity to teach someone just that, but if you read it with the intent to learn, you've already bypassed the purpose of the article's existence. That's just lazy. In fact, if you can't figure out how to think for yourself on your own and you require the aid of (let's not forget this article's origin) THE INTERNET to do so, you'll likely find that the article has too many words in it. Go listen to "Womanizer" while you wait for someone to read the page to you on Youtube.

high school musical.

I've never seen any of the High School Musical movies, nor am I particularly interested, but with the Disney marketing monster set on overdrive for the third installment of this franchise, I've noticed something interesting through the merchandise and advertising: the six leads in these films seem to be paired up by skin color.
First, we've got the black guy paired up with the black girl. Next, we see the blond pasty white couple. Finally, we have the Hispanic girl gettin' cozy with the white boy who has brown hair and a tan.
Wow, thanks for that, Disney. With the exceedingly absurd popularity of this series, you really had a chance to include a message to the impressionable youth of America that you don't have to look EXACTLY like someone else in order to date them. But I guess it was easier for you this way. Now you have a veritable rainbow of skin tones. A nice, organized, borderline racist rainbow.