I love Zeta Gundam. But you said you want FIRST Gundam suggestions. That being the case, I suggest the mighty Zock, bastion of funny bird things everywhere. And his name rhymes with sock.

Hey all, the super duper amazing Ian here again, ready to rock your world, or at least make you scream "Dear God, the agony!" Either or. Anyway, yes that is like the only news story which is on here, apart from some stupid IRA Sein Fein (or however the hell you spell it) story thing. Bleargh. But anyway, yes a 'dangerous amateur'... yeah right! It is probably some retarded ex-army soldier man who was fired from the army for actually having an IQ above 95. I hate the military. I think we should all march to our local military boot camp, and BURN all the weapons in the place! Peace and Love!
On a much nicer topic, I went to see my friend playing in the Cathouse (local 'alternative' music club place) last night. You guys were great! The other ones who were playing at the place were shit. Well, the first band playing were not too bad, just not my thing, though the band after Pencil Head (above mentioned friends band playing thing) were really pretty shit. But hey, for £4 I can't complain... much.
Also my HGUC Titans Gundam MkII and 1/100 Turn-A Gundam should be here within the next few days hopefully. Two of my favourite designs they be. Also in that order some various old 1980 models, though all of the ships or vehicles. If anyone knows of any good First Gundam series models they think I should get, e-mail me at ranger_rapier@hotmail.com and win... nothing! But you get kudos! Wonderful, wonderful kudos!
Anyway, enough of me! Have fun all you loyal Masterforce readers!

Peace and Love!

- Ian

CNN, you guys are fucking MORONS.

What do you mean this sniper could be a dangerous amateur, raised on violent video games? You fucking clueless morons. Do you really think some loser who picked up a rifle at a K-Mart would be able to remain at large for so long and pull off so many sniper shots? Bullshit. And this has nothing to do with video games, you fucking idiots.

Secret message to the girl sitting at the computer next to me in this cafe: Shut up. You can't sing.

Further on the CNN coverage. Isn't this really cool? "Across the street from the gas station, police pick up what appears to be a piece of paper." Yes. Fucking brilliant. It APPEARS to be a piece of paper. What the fuck else could it be, a fucking alligator corpse? Jesus. And then, "We don't know yet what that apparent piece of paper was..." Fuck. Of course you don't. You are completely clueless. You are just filming cops from as close to the crime scene as you can get. Jesus. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING. Furthermore, that piece of paper is, no doubt, your average piece of litter. We don't need 24 hours of live coverage of cops picking up litter. You guys are pathetic.

On CNN right now they are talking about the sniper wasting people around DC. One of the reporters just referred to the sniper attack as a, "deadly killing". I hate to point this out to you, CNN guy, but aren't ALL killings by their very nature deadly?

I was talking to one of my (many) film teachers after class today, along with some other people. Someone was talking about how director's commentary annoyed them, and I mentioned Roger Corman's insult thinly veiled as commentary on the Pit and the Pendulum. I mentioned how Corman admitted to all his cheesy tricks (such as filming Vincent Price going down the same staircase ten times to make it look like a huge staircase) and she was amazed he talked about all of this. So was I. I wasn't nearly as amazed, though, when Corman was talking about how Edgar Allen Poe's writing was a precursor to Sigmund Freud's work. What? My teacher claims other people feel this way as well, but I can't fathom it. Poe was a chronically depressed alcoholic who pined for countless women who were quite happy to stomp all over his poor heart with the giant spiked heels of cruelty, making him a perpetually miserable mess. Oh yeah, and some of the women he was in love with happened to die at a young age. Lovely, eh? He married his cousin and died facedown in a gutter. Literally. His stories usually involve people with long-rulled diseases and a morbid fascination for the dead and the process of dying. His poems are sad, his stories are black... even his comedies smack of filth, death, and all that is vile. He also was an avid gardener and wrote articles on the subject. He wrote tall tales and mysteries. He was a poet first and foremost, and his skill in playing with words and diction is truly unmatched. I do not see any of this reflected in any way, shape, or form in the work of our pal Siggy "Stardust" Freud. Freud was all about Oedipus and guys trying to fuck their mothers and kill their fathers. Now, the only thing Freudian you could possibly read into Poe is that he wrote poems that could be construed as suggesting that he was in love with his mother-in-law. This is a far cry from trying to fuck your mother and murder your father. HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW. NOT HIS MOTHER. Jesus Christ, you guys. Way to fucking project onto someone who's too dead to defend himself. I'm going to look further into this, but my preliminary findings are that anyone who thinks Poe's work was Freudian is a crackhead.

Oh, for those of you that would advance the notion that with Freud, everything was sexual, and would attempt to apply that to Poe... guys... grow up. Poe was a doomed romantic, not a hormone-driven loser. You do not spend decades crying into your beer over a particular women if you just want to fuck them. If he just wanted sex with a veritable zoo of women I'm sure he could have managed that with his lively words and popularity as a writer. Hell, 'The Raven' was printed more than 18 times during the course of his life. If it was all about sex, he wouldn't have felt these pains deeply, and wouldn't have written poems with women's names coded into them, acrostic style.

Note: Popularity does not equate to riches in Poe's case. He would slave over a poem for months and get paid pennies for it. Motherfucking magazine bastards.

You could make the argument that he was fucked up because his mother died early, I suppose. See the poem 'To My Mother', written mere months before his death. The 'mother' Poe writes about here, is clearly not his own, but the mother-in-law he loved. With apologies to the late Edgar Allen Poe, I present a quote from the poem to illustrate me point. The line, "The angels, whispering to one another/Can find, among their burning terms of love/None so devotional as that of 'Mother'." That sounds like it makes a good case for Freud, but that's just incorrect. In a later line in the same poem we get, "Therefore by that sweet name I love have called you--/You who are more than mother unto me." This also sounds like a good case for Freud and his complex. But this, too, is wrong. Why? Well, this line pretty much spells it out: "My mother--my own mother, who died early/Was but the mother of myself; but you/Are mother to the one I loved so dearly/And thus are dearer than the mother I knew." Right. His mommy died young and he has great admiration (or whatever) for his mother-in-law BECAUSE she gave birth to his wife. I'm not sure you can read into this that he was in love with his mother-in-law. It seems to me more like he thinks she's great because she birthed the woman he's in love with. It is not unreasonable, furthermore, to believe that many of the traits that made his wife so dear to him were inherited from her mother. Could it be that after his wife died of tuberculosis, her mother was the one that comforted him? Maybe in his grief he turned to her and saw his beloved reflected in her. While I would never do anything like that, I can at least understand it. It is also very different from Freud's Oedipus rantings.

In conclusion, Corman, shut your mouth and get back to making b-movies, and the rest of you people who want to stick Poe into the Freudian model, go soak your heads.

I don't know if you caught this in the latest TAKAHASHI update, but those wacky kids at TAKALINE have written the most beautiful line in the history of the English language. In case you are having trouble discovering it, I'll reproduce it right here:

"You have made my time wasteful."

This, folks, is sincerely profound.

Well... bah. I couldn't let MFO go out like that. Therefore, me and Broom joined forces to provide you with a MFO one-two punch consisting entirely of shit. Enjoy!

Due to unpopular demand, Masterforce.org is not being updated today. No one sent in any articles, so there are none for you to read.

I figured it would be fairly pathetic to just post my one pitiful article by itself.