Thoughts for a Thursday

You'd have to be living under a rock (at least in Europe) to have not heard about the disappearance of Madeline McCann this summer. Nobody really knows why, but this story has received mass media coverage and attention. Thousands of people go missing every year and chances are you'll hear about 5% of their stories. It's scary to think the media have so much control over us, or rather how we let it decide what we think of things.
Hooray for tangents!

For the whole summer, people hearts have gone out to the parents of this little girl with celebrities (beckham amongst others) appealing for help, businessmen offering million pound rewards for any information. Basically a huge outreach, cumulating in a website being set up where (so far) £2,000,000 has been donated by the public. For what, nobody really knows. This past week, it was revealed the parents (who protested their innocence from the beginning) are formal suspects in her disappearance. The two, being devout catholics, have been seen going to mass on a weekly basis and even flying to the vatican so the Pope himself could bless Madelines photo. If it turns
out the parents had something to do with it, I think people will have a hard time feeling sorry for them, regardless of the circumstances. It really is a mystery and I, like many others, can't really fathom what happened to the girl. I know the public and most people would like some sort of closure but I can't help but think the media (certain news channels spring to mind) don't want this to end.
One man, who I guess should be praised, is Ben Affleck. He has directed a film thats plotline bares a striking resemblance to this story. It's been decided that the films release in Britain will be shelved, for the foreseeable future anyway.

Enough of that!

When I turn on the radio I hear the intro to (a classic) Stand By Me. But wait, isn't this song like really old? What's it doing on daytime radio? No, no, it's the summer's most annoying song 'Beautiful Girls' by some Jamaican child. The guy, who can't be more than 12, okay 18, waxes lyrical on how these beautiful girls make him suicidal. What a great upbeat song for the summer! At one point he talks about doing time in 1999, wouldn't that make him a child then?!?!
Madness.

Films I would like to see:
Superbad because I like to laugh.
Atonement we all love a good brit war flick, though I cannot stand the lead female.
Disturbia because I have a (slightly inappropriate, given his age) crush on Shia!