Reposted for your guessing pleasure

I'm just reposting the whole list of Famous Lines from (Arguably) Famous (Inasmuch as Any Movie that Gets Released in Theaters has More Fame than, Say, Mr. and Mrs. Moshe Wandelmeier of West 87th Street, New York, New York) Movies. The ones with asteriskeseses have been correctly guessed by one of more parties in the original post from Saturday. That leaves only a few on which to make your mark! I'll post the correct answers (and first LJ user to correctly ID each movie) either later today or tomorrow morning.

* (+1!) 1. "We don't need to show you no stinkin' badges!"
*2. "I coulda been a contender."
*3. "Bad dates."
* (1/2) 4. "Flores! Flores para los muertos!" (two possible answers, extra credit for both)
*5. "Top o' the world, Ma! Top o'the world!"
*6. "Why, you speak treason!" "Fluently!"
*7. "Captain Howdy, that isn't very nice."
*8. "Memory... is what I have instead of a view."
*9. "Gee, I'm real sorry your mom blew up, Ricky."
10. "Why are you biting my nails?" "Because you're nervous."
*11. "Maggie, in the world of advertising there's no such thing as a lie. There is only the expedient exaggeration."
*12. "Kiss me. When I'm being fucked, I like to get kissed a lot."
*13. "I'm not a Brewster! I'm a son of a sea cook!"
*14. "Luther said I could learn some things from you. I already know how to drink."
*15. "Mmmmmm, Juicy Fruit."
*16. "Well, it's just... too late, Alva."
*17. "England has always been disinclined to accept human nature."
18. "You should only get cancer! I hope you get cancer!"
19. "Straight guys are jerks, gay guys are jerks, straight women are jerks... that only leaves lesbians, and they're up in their ivory towers laughing their asses off at the rest of us. I shoulda been a dyke!"
20. "Enfin, tu es un lyric."

I kill the wizard, even if Rowling doesn't.

By way of murdering Harry Potter, I herein also refuse STAUNCHLY to capitulate to all the semi-literate dickweeds of the English-speaking world who have attempted to retire the perfectly good word "stanch" in favor of the marginally related "staunch". This is a pet peeve of mine; more and more "staunch" is an acceptable variant for "stanch", but I won't have it. I won't.

Most recently I heard the doctor character on Lost, who really oughtta know better, ask for "a shirt, or anything to staunch the bleeding," at which line I involuntarily put my head through the wall. Doubtless Rowling is far less of a dunderhead than the average teleplaywright; doubtless her books will sell for millennia, or at least the 20 or so viable years this shit-scuttled earth has left in her; but fuck her anyway for positively monopolizing the cultural dialog.

Enfin, red victory to what's-his-name
Accretes! Dear Hagrid wonders what to do...
Quick! Staunch the flow of blood! (and steadfast too,
Austere and aubergine, that lately came,
Arterial or venous, just the same
From slash and scar and mouth and misplaced shoe—
The foot inside intact). And only you
And Wunderkind himself can share the blame.
Had you but stanched the bleeding, this poor lad
May well have lived to vanquish Valdemort,
Retire his quidditch number, and desport
With Ronald (as he always wished he had).
At last, at least, I need no more exhort
Ms. Rowling to cease reeling off this chad.

P.S.

And just don't get me started on flaunting the establishment.

Disjointed thoughts on the inevitability of our demise.

The mother needs a rest. Mother Earth needs a long rest with no people on her. —Spalding Gray, who later opted to do his part thereto

What with the way Hillary Clinton née Iron Rodham and Barracks Osama [sic] have been trying to out-Republican the Republicans lately with the frequent public flaunting of their rabid bellicosity—yea, even unto nuclear annihilation of "our enemies"—even as the public finds increasing fault with our national warmongering, I have to wonder (apart from wondering why nobody else seems to be wondering) what's going on in the federal gubmt game.

Ok, so that's being coy. It took me maybe 30 seconds of wondering to come to a conclusion, the only Occam's razor-satisfying conclusion I can find: These miserable motherfuckers don't even give a shit anymore who actually gets voted into the presidency. Or rather, they may give a champagne grape-sized turd about it, but they are coming to realize that it is far less important to appeal to U.S. voters than to the scumbag criminals in charge of the world's most powerful corporations—the war-making and war-sustaining corporations; the oil- and other energy-mongering corporations; and when we get around to the appropriate political rhetoric re health care, also the pharmaceutical, hospital-owning, and medical insurance corporations—who can and will pump sufficient money their way to ensure their bid for the presidency is viable. They are not Democrats any longer; nor are they Republicans. There is NO SUCH DISTINCTION. They are the tools and the benefactors of the corporations who use them to ensure continued and increased profitability, to the sheer, exclusionless exclusion of any other factor, like ethics or human rights or human lives or human quality of life.

In short, they're tired of the other party having all the fun. And since there's really no way they're going to reverse the trend of corporate ownership of our representative gubmt, even if they were inclined to so try in the first place, they might as well play the game just as well as the GOPs. Yes, of course we'll invade more countries that pose no immediate threat to us. Yes of course we'll consider tactical nuclear weapons (which, BTW, we can actually pronounce!). Of course of course of course.

Some of my dearest friends act like the Democrats will win and then things will be all better. I think that's the biggest load of horseshit I've ever heard. Nothing will make this better. We are the Roman empire (in particular, Mel Brooks's Senate hollering "FUCK THE POOR!"); we are Louis Quatorze. We may or may not have revolution in our lifetimes, but there's really no way one would succeed anyway. As mindless, slavishly devoted as countless Middle Easterners are to Allah, we are every bit as devoted to the defense of capital. We the corporations have 99.9 percent of the world's firepower. We the people (quaint little phrase, innit?) are wholly owned subsidiaries. We are sacks of chemicals of no value or consequence to the owners of this planet except for their chance to annex the little we own to their fortunes.

We are doomed.