Thursday, September 10, 2009
Where is our industry heading to?
I watched the trailer of an upcoming movie this afternoon, and man! I don't know what to say. I mean, the whole trailer had about 50 per cent of it being sex scenes, not ordinary sex scenes, steamy ones. Hmm, I wonder if original story lines are finished, or whether our movie stars think acting in such manner makes them better actors. Money? Yes. Fame? Yes. But reputation also counts. Does this prove my earlier post about people using sex as unique selling points? It has not been premiered yet, so I'll wait to see whether it really has a story line, or it's just sex, sex ,sex. Does acting nude scenes make you a better actor? Hmmm. if you want to see it for yourself, visit www.ghanainmovie.com and watch the HEART OF MEN movie trailer. Then you can comment, am I just making noise? Or I have a point?
Here and There...
Sex Sells?
I may be going on and on about indecent sex of late, I don't know why myself, but it's possible it could be the voice in the wilderness shouting.
It's amazing how many organizations now use sex to sell their products, or add sexually attractive elements to their advertisement packages.
Have you observed that almost everything now has a so called sex appeal? Check the adverts. from clothing to cars. Even perfumes! i don't know why. Is it because as they say sex sells? Or something else. I'm listening to you guys.
I may be going on and on about indecent sex of late, I don't know why myself, but it's possible it could be the voice in the wilderness shouting.
It's amazing how many organizations now use sex to sell their products, or add sexually attractive elements to their advertisement packages.
Have you observed that almost everything now has a so called sex appeal? Check the adverts. from clothing to cars. Even perfumes! i don't know why. Is it because as they say sex sells? Or something else. I'm listening to you guys.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Here and There...
Sawasawasawale, Sawasawasawale, pam pam pam!
My mom, will kill me for even attempting to hum this song, she hates it, passionately.
It's recently that I've even found the song interesting, I don't like the lyrics though. I love the rhythm. Anyway, I didn't start this post to write about a song people love to hate. No, it's to speak about the rising number of hot-spots, in Accra. Don't know what a hot-spot is? Keep reading.
Some time ago, the ever popular soldier bar, known to be a notorious red light district was broken down, to the happiness of some people, and the displeasure of others. I was quite happy, thinking it meant the beginning of the end of such indescribable activities on our streets, at least, it will be reduced by a huge margin, or so I thought.
BUT NO!
They have relocated, they are now everywhere! Around the park by OBRA spot, in front of Vienna city, and all around that place. And their new location, LAPAZ. yes, Lapaz. I don't know if you are shocked, but I am. I had already heard they had taken their activities there, but I didn't believe it could get there. So I decided to check it out myself.(you know my kokonsa self).
It was around 9pm when I got there, and I stood by a pub around that place, just looking around to see what I could find. It was serious, the place is slowly turning into a red light district. After standing for sometime, I could tell which one of them was and which one of them was not. Hope you get the picture?
I walked to a spot where I could get a vehicle home, and an aged woman asked me to stop, politely. Unsuspectingly, I did stop. She came close and said "y3nko line 3?" (tr: let's go for a line). I smiled mildly and politely refused. continuing my search for a vehicle, I spotted quite a number of them loitering around, some old enough to be my aunt, no kidding. I kept wondering what drives them to do something like this.
My dad taught me never to judge, the bible teaches so too. Because you never know the motive, which GOD judges. So let me throw this to my readers, let's explore the reasons why people sell their bodies for sex. Is it greed, poverty, agbala, sakawa, I don't know. What do you think?
Tswa, Omanye aba!
My mom, will kill me for even attempting to hum this song, she hates it, passionately.
It's recently that I've even found the song interesting, I don't like the lyrics though. I love the rhythm. Anyway, I didn't start this post to write about a song people love to hate. No, it's to speak about the rising number of hot-spots, in Accra. Don't know what a hot-spot is? Keep reading.
Some time ago, the ever popular soldier bar, known to be a notorious red light district was broken down, to the happiness of some people, and the displeasure of others. I was quite happy, thinking it meant the beginning of the end of such indescribable activities on our streets, at least, it will be reduced by a huge margin, or so I thought.
BUT NO!
They have relocated, they are now everywhere! Around the park by OBRA spot, in front of Vienna city, and all around that place. And their new location, LAPAZ. yes, Lapaz. I don't know if you are shocked, but I am. I had already heard they had taken their activities there, but I didn't believe it could get there. So I decided to check it out myself.(you know my kokonsa self).
It was around 9pm when I got there, and I stood by a pub around that place, just looking around to see what I could find. It was serious, the place is slowly turning into a red light district. After standing for sometime, I could tell which one of them was and which one of them was not. Hope you get the picture?
I walked to a spot where I could get a vehicle home, and an aged woman asked me to stop, politely. Unsuspectingly, I did stop. She came close and said "y3nko line 3?" (tr: let's go for a line). I smiled mildly and politely refused. continuing my search for a vehicle, I spotted quite a number of them loitering around, some old enough to be my aunt, no kidding. I kept wondering what drives them to do something like this.
My dad taught me never to judge, the bible teaches so too. Because you never know the motive, which GOD judges. So let me throw this to my readers, let's explore the reasons why people sell their bodies for sex. Is it greed, poverty, agbala, sakawa, I don't know. What do you think?
Tswa, Omanye aba!
Friday, September 4, 2009
Tales from Troskiville
I haven't blogged in a while, I know that. I'm soory. But i'm still around, and erm... never mind! Anyways, I'm still blogging, that's the most important part!
I'm trying to start a new story blogging series I call tales from troskiville. y'all know what a troski, or trotro is right? Well for those of you who don't know, a troski, or trotro is the name given to the public transport buses in Ghana. Simple!
I'd be doing some stories under Tales from Troskiville, but with different subtitles. There's a whole lot that goes on in a troski, and I think it will be fun to share them. Let's start with this one. some of you may havce heard it before...
STUPID
Kwesi was sitting a face to face seater troski on his way somewhere. There was this man cracking dirty jokes in the troski, and everyone was laughing, everyone except Kwesi. he wasn't laughing because he felt angered by the man's open display of filth, and the market women's open admiration of such filth, cos they were laughing. he kept going on going till he did the unthinkable, he turned to Kwesi after sharing one of the jokes and asked" or my brother, what do you think?"
Kwesi, lookd at him and just said "STUPID"
just once, and there was silence!
More troski tales coming up.
(and for those of you redaing this on facebook, read the original post and more on www.omanye-sane,blogspot.com)
I'm trying to start a new story blogging series I call tales from troskiville. y'all know what a troski, or trotro is right? Well for those of you who don't know, a troski, or trotro is the name given to the public transport buses in Ghana. Simple!
I'd be doing some stories under Tales from Troskiville, but with different subtitles. There's a whole lot that goes on in a troski, and I think it will be fun to share them. Let's start with this one. some of you may havce heard it before...
STUPID
Kwesi was sitting a face to face seater troski on his way somewhere. There was this man cracking dirty jokes in the troski, and everyone was laughing, everyone except Kwesi. he wasn't laughing because he felt angered by the man's open display of filth, and the market women's open admiration of such filth, cos they were laughing. he kept going on going till he did the unthinkable, he turned to Kwesi after sharing one of the jokes and asked" or my brother, what do you think?"
Kwesi, lookd at him and just said "STUPID"
just once, and there was silence!
More troski tales coming up.
(and for those of you redaing this on facebook, read the original post and more on www.omanye-sane,blogspot.com)
Friday, August 7, 2009
Piloloo!
Piloloo yaafo b3 mli!
Somebody's wife is missing
The husband's heart is aching
And he's everybody dissing!
He's screaming and he's barking
He's shouting and he's cussing
He's stopped us all from sleeping
With his crying and his clapping!
Piloloo yaafo b3 mli!
Somebody's wife is missing
She left the house jubilating
I knew she was deceiving
But hey this is amiss!
I can't understand this
The man is making all the noise
I never saw them kiss!
The truth has been made bare!
This is too much to bear
He went to a bar and slept in there
His wife is missing. Clear?
Piloloo yaafo b3 mli!
Somebody's wife is missing
Somebody's wife is missing
The husband's heart is aching
And he's everybody dissing!
He's screaming and he's barking
He's shouting and he's cussing
He's stopped us all from sleeping
With his crying and his clapping!
Piloloo yaafo b3 mli!
Somebody's wife is missing
She left the house jubilating
I knew she was deceiving
But hey this is amiss!
I can't understand this
The man is making all the noise
I never saw them kiss!
The truth has been made bare!
This is too much to bear
He went to a bar and slept in there
His wife is missing. Clear?
Piloloo yaafo b3 mli!
Somebody's wife is missing
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