Is the Pink Panther (2006) the worst movie ever?

Is the Pink Panther (2006) the worst movie ever? I am a Steve Martin fan and enjoyed the Peter Sellers’ Pink Panther series. So I’m at a loss for words to describe just how incredbily bad the Steve Martin remake of the Pink Panter is. Maybe it’s so bad that it will gain cult status, like Rocky Horror Picture Show or Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. But I doubt it. It’s not even a good bad movie like, say, The Jerk, my favorite good bad film of all time.

Some thoughts after a weekend bender

Some thoughts after a weekend bender: (Actually, there is no truth to that “bender” part, but read on…) Forget why business people and those with a political or hobbyist passion, or those with an illness or interest in some niche topic like local history are blogging; what the folks at the Washington Post want to know is why do some people keep public diaries of their personal lives?

That’s a valid question, I guess, but then the reporter careens off into another direction and claims that an unnamed group of individuals called “some internet experts”:

“…fear that young bloggers don’t fully grasp the public nature of all the information they are disclosing. Things that seem cool and fun to write about when you’re 23 — a weekend bender, a bacchanalian ski trip — can digitally live forever and follow you into adulthood.”

While my experience as a blogger and a reader of blogs has little to do with keeping a public diary of personal activities (although this weekend, I did see maple syrup being made while hanging out with some “young internet users” and will post photos later), I do agree in principle with that group of “some internet experts.”

However, I don’t think it’s just a “blogging” thing that young people need to be grasping when it comes to the internet. They need to grasp that “emailing” or “IMing” or “making dumb decisions about who to hang out with” or a wide range of other online and offline activities — both digital and analog — can live forever and follow them into adulthood.

I wish it were as simple as telling young people not to blog about their indiscretions. I wish it were something that simple — so simple that mere Internet experts could solve it.

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