Media may refer to:
Anderson Hays Cooper (born June 3, 1967) is an American journalist, author, and television personality. He is the primary anchor of the CNN news show Anderson Cooper 360°. The program is normally broadcast live from a New York City studio; however, Cooper often broadcasts live on location for breaking news stories. As of September 2011, he also serves as host of his own eponymous syndicated daytime talk show, Anderson.
Anderson Hays Cooper was born on June 3, 1967, the younger son of the writer Wyatt Emory Cooper and the artist, designer, writer, and heiress Gloria Vanderbilt, and is a great-great-great-grandson of Cornelius Vanderbilt of the prominent Vanderbilt shipping and railroad fortune. Cooper's media experience began early. As a baby, he was photographed by Diane Arbus for Harper's Bazaar. He is also a descendant, through his mother, of Brevet Major General Hugh Judson Kilpatrick who was with Union General William T. Sherman in his March through Georgia.
At the age of 3 Cooper was a guest on The Tonight Show on September 17, 1970, appearing with his mother. At the age of 9, he appeared on To Tell the Truth as an impostor. From age 10 to 13 Cooper modeled with Ford Models for Ralph Lauren, Calvin Klein and Macy's.
Floyd Mayweather, Sr. (born October 19, 1950) is an American boxing trainer and a welterweight contender during the 1970s and 1980s. Floyd Sr. is known for his defensive ability and overall knowledge of boxing strategy. He is the father and former trainer of five-division boxing champion Floyd Mayweather, Jr.. He is credited for teaching his son the defensive skills that made him a winner.
Floyd Mayweather is the senior member of the Mayweather clan. Younger brother Roger was WBC super featherweight and super lightweight champion and was known for his offensive skills. The youngest brother, Jeff, held the IBO super featherweight title. Floyd Mayweather Sr. is known for his outspokenness. He frequently recites poetry about his opponent and still does today for his fighter's opponent. Some refer to him as the "poet laureate of boxing." He is a flamboyant dresser who wears colorful suits, ties and shoes to news conferences.
Mayweather Sr.'s boxing record was 28–6–1 (18 KOs), and he won the U.S. Championship Tournament in 1977 against Miguel Barreto. He once stepped into the ring with Hall of Fame Boxer Sugar Ray Leonard. Mayweather Sr. suffers from the lung disease sarcoidosis. Floyd Mayweather Sr. taught Mayweather Jr. to punch when he was still a toddler in The Place, Michigan. When Mayweather Jr. was a year old, his maternal uncle shot Floyd Sr. in the leg. Prior to his breakup with his son Floyd Mayweather Jr., he served as his manager.
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Fire Water is a groundbreaking indictment of Australia's mandatory water fluoridation policy, featuring health and scientific professionals, State Members of Parliament, former MP's, activists, sufferers and concerned citizens. The film exposes the truth about the industrial-grade fluoridation chemicals used to fluoridate Australian public water supplies, backed by exclusive FOI documents. Fire Water also considers both the current and inevitable impacts of these toxins on the population, explores the ethical issues of mass medication without informed consent, critiques the flawed science of fluoride promotion, and documents gathering momentum of community fightback against the practice.
Keywords: disgrace, fluoridation, health, neurotoxin, politics
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Decide the truth for yourself in this thrilling true story of the biggest scandal in Las Vegas. Ted Binion (Matthew Modine, TV's "Weeds") is Vegas royalty, the prince of the world famous Horseshoe Casino - rich, rowdy and randy. When he falls for Sandy Murphy (Mena Suvari, Beauty Shop) at a local strip club, he becomes trapped in a web of drugs, deception and ultimately his death. His apparent ...
Keywords: abusive-husband, acting-to-deceive-police, ambulance, ankle-monitor, based-on-true-story, best-friend, brother-sister-relationship, burning-money, buying-drinks, caesar's-palace-las-vegas
Someone is about to make a killing.
Plot
The day before Globodyne's stock tanks, a la Enron, and its pension fund evaporates, the corporation's CEO and CFO set up middle manager Dick Harper to be the public face of the disaster. Jobless, and with no savings, pension, or home equity, Dick and his wife Jane sink slowly into poverty. He looks for work (as do all former Globodyne executives); he even tries day labor with the relatives of their Mexican nanny. A foreclosure notice sends Dick and Jane over the edge into a life of blue-collar crime. Then, as things finally look up, the report of an looming indictment pushes Dick and Jane toward a denouement with the real criminals, the white-collar guys.
Keywords: animal-abuse, bank-robbery, bankruptcy, based-on-novel, bearer-bonds, black-comedy, car-crash, ceo, character-name-in-title, comeuppance
See Dick Run
This Christmas, one family is living the American Dream a little differently
Giving Big Businesses a Run For Their Money!
Dick Harper: We're all just cavemen, Trying to protect our little patch of land. Well now I've got a club, and I'm gonna take what I need.
Dick Harper: Son of a bitch!::Jane Harper: That fucker!::Dick Harper: Hon, language.
Dick Harper: Are these non-fat muffins? ARE THESE NON-FAT MUFFINS?::Coffee Shop Guy: [stutters] I-I-I think so...::Dick Harper: Oh, Gee, Hon, you gotta get some of those!
Jane Harper: We might be in a little bit of a pickle, Dick.
Billy Harper: Don't take away my Telemundo!
[first lines]::Dick Harper: Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Globodyne is a consolidator of media properties. Consolidator. Consolidator. [traffic light turns] Oh, no!::Title card: Run, Dick, Run::Dick Harper: Globodyne's a consolidator of media properties and data retrieval with a focus in fiber-optic content provision. It's basically a synergy of Web-based and platform-based UNIX-driven delivery systems. OK, I made that last part up.
[first title cards]::Title card: A long, long time ago...::Title card: in the year 2000...::Title card: Meet Dick
Frank Bascom: Do you have any idea what I had to go through to get that form?::Dick Harper: No, let me guess, a fifth of SCOTCH?::[Frank exhales into Dick's face]
[last lines]::Garth: Hey, how do you like the new wheels?::Dick Harper: Nice.::Garth: Hooked up with a new company. Great benefits.::Dick Harper: Yeah?::Garth: Yeah. They trade energy. It's called Enron!::Dick Harper: Huh.
Dick Harper: I'm pretty sure she's gonna notice her car isn't towed.::Frank Bascom: Right, I'll stall her. [Frank backs his car straight into female banker's car]
10th grade class + 11-year-old teacher (You do the math.)
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Unsuccessfully framed for his wife's murder, Dr. David Krane attempts to find the real culprit by utilizing a new drug that allows him to experience the memories of other people first-hand. As he gets closer to the truth, the injections begin to take their toll on his life. Additionally, a history of alcoholism, a career crisis, and the involvement of police officers in the murder all conspire to prevent Dr. Crane from learning what really happened. The challenge, then, is for the doctor to overcome these obstacles before his time runs out.
Keywords: animal-experimentation, arson, arsonist, autopsy, break-in, bribe, burning-building, church, cigar-smoking, cigarette-smoking
He loved her. He lost her. He won't let her memory die... until it tells him who killed her.
[first lines]::Dr. David Krane: [arriving] Hey.::Curtis Avery: Hey. Look at this, how is it they always get here before we do?::Dr. David Krane: The police band radios.::Curtis Avery: No, that was a rhetorical question, David. That was one to which I didn't really expect an answer.::Dr. David Krane: You know me Curtis, I think most of them will look better in plastic-zipper suits. You got the smoke?::Curtis Avery: No, I think it's something like fingerprints, we can just guess... Yeah, I brought the smoke.
Lindy Krane: I wanna be a lawyer, just like mommy.::Dr. David Krane: I thought you wanted to be a doctor, like me.::Lindy Krane: No, lawyers make more money...
Dr. David Krane: I'm telling you that your formula works, and you're telling me about rats.::Dr. Martha Briggs: Okay... okay, I want you in my lab. I need uh, full blood work, an EKG, full respiratory - and a brain scan wouldn't be a bad idea. Make sure you have one.
"They are bitter little people
The are gonna scream a bit
The image of a little troublemaker
Animal lunatic
Maybe we can stick'em with it
Choke'em in solutions
Lick a bloody puddle off of faces
that were trouble for us
Let another motherfucker give another reason why"
Pretty tricky benetton,
Turning trouble into profit
"Dying people? Sick world?
Stick it in a magazine"
Hmmm... Out of compassion
or in the name of fashion?
If you really gave a shit
You wouldn't go to so much fucking trouble
Taking credit for it.
Giving is an act of caring
Not of telling people what to wear
Is this death?
We see our lives flashed before our eyes.
I've seen this life and it's a lie.
It's a trick it's a lie it's a fake
Media, Media, Media, Media
Blinds my eyes (X2)
Trying to Trying to
Trying to fuck my mind (X2)
Television blinds my eyes
It's not real, the mediaÕs
owned by the rich
Don't be confused by their
propaganda
Television blinds my eyes
Smash your TV (X4)
Life on TV's beautiful, this
portrait I despise
Make war look so
glamourous It's all a
bunch of lies
Censored by the military,
can't tell us all the truth
These controlled airwaves try to
Brainwash me and you
Bush sez it's OK that so
many people are dying.
The news doesn't tell us
that the president is lying.
He says it protects our way
of life when it only protects
his. It doesnÕt help anyway
And that's the way it is.
Media, Media, Media, Media
distorts the new (X2)
Promoting, Promoting,
Promoting, Promoting
corporate views (X2)
Television blinds my eyes
ItÕs not real the mediaÕs
owned by the rich
DonÕt be confused by their
propaganda
Television blinds my eyes.
Smash your TV (X4)
Images of Wall Street and all
that money you can make.
Dressing up in business suits
ItÕs all so god damn fake
Working for beaurocracy
pushing pencils everyday
Sitting in a cubicle. BIG
Business go away
The rest of the world slaves
away so the pigs can go sit
on their ass
The war machine keeps
marching on. They are so
fucking crass
Since we all want freedom
We must make this system fall
People believe things on TV
Media kills us all
Right Now
So much war, so much
destruction
Lives are wasted for production
so much anger, so much
hate
If things don't change, the
human race will end
Will the 90's be another
decade of apathy?
Are we going to sit by and
watch things get worse?
The rich will stop at nothing
to control the world and keep
their power
They all live like royalty at
the expense of you and me
Right now (Chorus)
In this new world order
Right Now
No one is free
Right now
Corporations own this world
Right now
We are victims of their greed
Buying off the government
Destroying the environment
Making sure there's not
enough so they can keep their
prices up
There's food rotting in
warehouses while people
starve to death
Big business won't give it to
these people to save there live
because they won't make a
profit AHHHHH!
Right now (Chorus)
Are you prepared? Do you
have what it takes? to
overlook your selfishness and
create a better place?
First we must destroy the
system!
Right now (Chorus)
If things don't change the
How can I see through illusion
I believe your words manipulation
Can't trust those who benefit
Don't trust neighbors or anyone
Media a power scheme
Program us to receive
Shadows of life
Twisted into print
All those who suffer entertainment
Change faces and facts to fiction
Constant data submit
Can't trust neighbors divide and conquer
Media a power scheme
Program us to receive
Shadows of life
Twisted into print
Suffocate truth
Release lies
A wolf among sheep
Pull the wool over our eyes
Media
Media
Media
Media
MEDIA
MEDIA
MEDIA
Intro:
Motherfucker. You motherfuckers!
Verse 1:
Keith Murray flips the undergroup cut dope funk flow chromotose
So listen close
I'm like the undertaker turning rappers into ghosts
Host and roast MC's like I'm suppose
I can send L.O.D. to bust caps perhaps
Bring E and Red and we can kick some raps
This track is so sickenin' and bouncin'
Make you nod your head so much you need counciling
I flow to a rough kind of mode
Competition run for cover cause I'm droppin' loads
No brainer crossing over in the Range Rover
Insainer pack heat like a super nova
Keith Murray gets it on and poppin'
Shut it down like administrative lockin'
Marble face poetry poverty hard
Perform like the?
We went from allies to enemies
Stingin' like centipedes
Sit around and watch death come in threes
I burn like lye
Gruesome like Faces Of Death parts 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5
Hook:
Everyday I got a new style hatchin'
This is more than rappin' this is media hyjackin'
"As long as I'm alive I'm a keep the vibe
24-7 365"- Redman (x2)
Verse 2:
I'm a leader without affair
Soldier without a past
Come around here frontin' and we gonna splash your ass
And you feelin' me you drillin' me with maximum intensity
Intentionally that's how it's suppose to be
Spectacular monster rap or slasher
At the nightfall I'm after ya like Blackula
I rap with a Blackenstein frame of mind
Aircraft fly when I use to push my braids to the side
Slide from Keith Jekyle to Murray Hyde
My battle cry make niggas wanna just lay down and die
It's imparitive that you feel the heritage I provide
Comin' courtesy but with no Jive
? freaka, conversatin' through frequent modulations out digital speakers
I make you give it all you got don't stop for a breather
Turn a rap aethesist into a Def Squad believer
Yo Keith Murray can't be touched
Plus girls jump in my flow like double dutch
What
Hook
Verse 3:
You went from a full course meal to a half chicken wing
Girl you gotta grow up if you wanna do your thing
You can't make me or break me but hate me greatly
Call me on my birthday to try to aggrivate me
Cause when I rock I got all the girls with me
Got niggas bouncin' off the wall like spider monkey
Bury the hatchet in the back of anybody tryin' to match it
It's the vulture new fulture gonna scratch it while you catch it
There's a hole in the bucket there lies a
Nigga dead and stinkin'
For sittin' around with his ass stinkin'
Flamboyant undunted most wanted
Those that don't understand it better get up on it God damn it
The life of the party order hits like John Gotti
But shhh that's on the low don't tell nobody
The scientist of the George ave do work in the lab
Test my experiments out on the ave
They got you thinkin' but they lyin' anyways
So when they gossipin' about us they got nothin' to say
Don't play
Hook
Outro:
Yeah yeah yeah once agian the incredible
Mr. Murray comin' at you incredible Def Squad unforgeytable.
Flippin' the script and all that other good shit
What you watch, what you read
What you percieve is to be truth
It is all so subjective
So what you believe is up to you
But what are we to believe in
Between the lies and the truth? Youth
Media has vested interest
So what you believe is up to you.
But how are we to make sense of these turbulent times
When all they do is censor our minds
Only telling what they want us to know
Only half of the story told
So what is wrong? What is right?
No truth can there be seen
Well it's all there in your new religion
Just turn on your TV screen
Watch the sex and drugs and all that violence
Look what they are feeding you
Propaganda yes indeed its,
its all there to confuse
But how are we to make sense of these turbulent times
When all they do is brainwash our minds
Only telling what they want us to know
Only half of the story told
And if the truth can't be found
I'll find my own underground
And if the truth is never to be seen
I'll find my own in between
What you watch, what you read
What you percieve is to be truth
It is all so subjective
So what you believe is up to you
But what are we to believe in
Between the lies and the truth? Youth
Media has vested interest
So what you believe is up to you.
You know its up to you
Don't believe the lies, read between the lines,
Here we go again: the same old lies again
The empty words again, the pigs can fly again
From Wall Street to your heart
Neon Hollywood lights the dark,
Hear the bleating of the sheep
At the jokes of a media creep
And there's nothing I can say
See a world of tanks, ruled by a world of banks
Turn up you TV set, forget the chains of debt
See it all go down the drain
Switch channels, do you think it'll change?
Lapping prole food in the sun
Hail the masses—ugly and dumb
I don't watch the news, I don't read the papers. It's all the same. It's not the truth.
Shit on every station.
Freedom of the press means freedom to deceive
With all their twisted information used to control and manipulate the population
They tell us communism is running rampant and threatening our society
They install that fear to support their increasing military
Because they're in competition for control of the third world so they
Can exploit it's people for lots of money
Open your eyes: Look and see
And when your television is your only form of information
And when you believe all it's a saying about the actions of this nation
You'll find no truth, just empty words
Nothing at all is what you've learned
And while your being misinformed
Lack of facts, misinformation
Half truths and a good old lie
Turn on your TV, turn on your radio
Now you know that pigs can fly
Media ... [4x]
It's no secret - that you can get more
Honesty and sincerity
Out of a plastic blow up doll
Than out of your hypocrisy
Media ... [4x]
Lack of facts, misinformation
Half truths and a good old lie
Turn on your TV, turn on your radio
Now you know that pigs can fly
Media ... [repeat]
MEDIA
Can we make the billboards any bigger?
We will keep on buying
Make sure we push the sex
We keep on selling
Underage children
Having children
While we keep on blaming the media
Feeding the
Media
For excuses that we make
Media feeding the media
For excuses that we make
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Throw your pacifiers away
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
Man will keep on building
While we keep regressing
There is no one caring
But the TV set
Poor little Johnny
Lost his mommy
To Al Bundy
While we keep on blaming the media
Feeding the media
For excuses that me make
Media feeding the media
For excuses that we make
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Television's your religion
Throw your pacifiers away
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It's all around
Media feeding the media
Media feeding the media
Media feeding the media
Media feeding the media
Media feeding the media
Media feeding the media
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
Say it
It is all around us
It is all around us
It is all around us
campus is getting bigger they are working on it all the time
Acting on the tv
i can see their faces
red alert, the siren's loud, the drafted are all coming back
this job takes dedication
when things start with no beginning
it doesn't mean that they aren't true
as the current through the atlas
nips the wrist with a fork through it
half the battles fueled with hate
"many loathsome fights were sacred!"
shout the crew who hold their swatches
they paint on the set and cry
ice is plastic enough to try to sculpt wiht it
the color curdles and waves drip down
and i'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them
the dormitories are awful quiet
acting on the tv
and he's not pretending
i'm convinced that there's not something else beneath
the pixeled screen
an army edit
the set was finished last
ice is plastic enough
to try to sculpt with it
color curdles and waves drip down
i'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them
the dormitories are awful quiet
and these swollen eyes
and static lens
they blink when there's nothing but tv
we beg for it
to calm us down
and believe that it's real what they're doing
these swollen eyes
and static lenses
they blink on and off and off and on