Sam Smith Premiers on SNL

If Sam Smith is marketed correctly in the United States, then we've got a brand new star on our hands.

If Sam Smith is marketed correctly in the United States, then we've got a brand new star on our hands.

I’ve been a loyal “Saturday Night Live” viewer since the days of Adam Sandler. And though the iconic sketch comedy show is going through a “rebuilding year”, the quality of hosts and musical guests continues to show up. But perhaps no musical guest has impressed me and the viewing public in a long time the way Sam Smith did this past weekend.

“SNL” has a way of introducing little-known acts to the mainstream public, soon launching them to mega success. Such names at least for me are The Kings Of Leon, James Blunt, and Dane Cook. While others whither away performing on LIVE national TV (agh Ashlee Simpson), some shine and are set on a course for stardom. Ladies and Gentlemen, Sam Smith is the next big thing.

Funny thing is, about a minute into Smith’s first amazing performance of the show, “Stay With Me," I realized I’ve seen this guy before. You see theMantality’s very own Adam Jack covered the EDM group Disclosure back in the beginning of 2013.

One of his points of emphasis was the group’s duet with another young Brit, you guessed it, Sam Smith. I myself am not the biggest fan of EDM and the like. Now don’t get me wrong, I appreciate it as a genre, but it’s just not my go-to, no offense Adam! But when I originally heard “Latch,” what stood out was the guy with the ridiculous vocals. Through the two-step and electronica, Sam Smith’s velvety smoothness was more than apparent. More songs like this might make me a believer in EDM after all. 

Fast forward to a few weeks ago as I drove home late one night. With the radio on, the DJ begins to speak of a new track he is about to play. It’s a pop station that plays a little bit of everything, but it’s late at night so these guys tend to push some of the boundaries. He says the next song is from DJ Naughty Boy.

Great, I think to myself. Another Aviici. Another case of a nameless singer lending his/her talent that is somehow deemed less important than the person who crafted the beat. I soon was concerned with the “LA LA LA.” And then the first verse came in. There was that voice again, I thought. I knew I had heard it before, but there was no mention of the singer. The radio DJ only spoke about how Naughty Boy was delivering pizzas this time last year, and now his jam was being played on the air. Props indeed. But what about the vocalist!

Then on Saturday Night Live as Louis C.K. introduces Sam Smith, I waited, not knowing what to expect, although the cross earrings did remind me of another performer from across the pond, George Michael. Is he a Sir?

Anyway, then the 21-year-old Brit began to sing, or more appropriately sanggggg; because that’s what he did! Smith opened with a stirring rendition of “Stay With Me,” the first single off the LP, ‘In The Lonely Hour.' Buttery smooth was Sam, as the chilled musical vibe and string-tastic arrangement left plenty of room for his vocal acrobatics.

Smith’s runs and trills were spot on; he showed no signs of going off-pitch or even the slightest hint of vocal strain. His delivery was flawless; he truly made it look simple. The choir behind Sam was a nice touch that only enhanced the performance.

As I geared up for the second performance of the night, I was now Googling (is that a word?) this fella. Bam! The first article I read via VH1.com finally put all into perspective. It spoke of Smith’s collaboration with Disclosure and his most recent work with Naughty Boy. See, I knew I wasn’t going crazy! I know good music when I hear it. With the Googling now complete, “Lay Me Down” began.

From the first note I was hooked. Talk about the combination of breathiness and strength, all wrapped up into one angelic voice. On stage with just a simple piano and cello backing, Smith’s vocals reigned supreme. Damn, if I didn’t feel like I was listening to the young Marvin Gaye. High praise? Too soon? Maybe.

But who cares! With this kind of talent, you’d be bit braggadocios. Sam Smith is a vocal chameleon. In his tone I heard old school R&B, top of the charts pop, filthy blues, a slight EDM flare even a bit of show tune-esqness rang out. Talk about diversity! 

If Sam Smith is marketed correctly in the States, then we’ve got a genuine new star on our hands that will transcend musical boundaries across all continents.

Paul Walker: The Death of Someone I Knew

Watching Paul Walker on the silver screen embedded a connection that was deeper than that of just a fan.

Watching Paul Walker on the silver screen embedded a connection that was deeper than that of just a fan.

My hand has been forced. I am here to sound off on the blatant disregard for human life and death that too many people have shown, and sadly will probably continue to. I’m talking in regards to the recent horrific passing of Hollywood actor, Paul Walker. I first read the news, like many, through social media. When the news sprouted up, it was because a friend had shared a link from TMZ. 

I was immediately caught off guard, so I hit the comments button below Mr. Walkers picture, which brought me to a slew of gossip. The second post from someone I am not acquainted with, stated that this was indeed a hoax, and that Paul Walker himself had confirmed he was not in a fiery crash as TMZ had first reported. I was immediately relieved, as I thought back to a few months ago when word of Adam Sandler dying in a skiing accident turned out to be a tasteless internet tale.

But with my curiosity still peaked, I continued to scroll through the news feed. One after another, friends were posting their condolences and RIP to Paul Walker. Say what you will about TMZ, but when it comes to breaking Tinseltown news, they are nine times out of ten spot on. Still scrolling, with that original knot in my stomach back in full force, I feared the worst.

It wasn’t until later that evening when I returned home and saw the tragic video footage on the local news of the red Porsche Carrera up in flames, that it truly hit me, I lost someone I knew. 

No I wasn’t acquainted with Paul Walker personally, or knew very much at all about his off-screen persona. But that doesn’t matter.

You see, maybe it’s the fact I understand the mind set that goes into portraying a character for film. Ask any actor, especially one who is a student of “The Method”, and they will tell you, even though you take on the persona, traits, strengths and weaknesses of someone with a different name, the individual giving the performance must manifest all they have created for this being, let it flow through his/her veins, and then make this character come to life.

In layman’s terms, the act you are watching, no matter how unique, amazing or dreadful, still at the core, is part of the actor’s soul. An actor must strip themselves of all emotions and allow the audience to see exactly what makes them tick. It’s a highly intimate, sometimes emotional wrecking experience that most people will never understand.

Acting is not simple. Words on a page are just that till someone with an ability for storytelling gives them life. And that’s why even a man who portrayed an FBI agent turned fugitive street racer turned international criminal six different times could appeal to the masses. Because his real world charm, good looks, and passion for creating a character we all would have loved to become for even a day, let us in on the world where Paul Walker was all of those things.

This brings me back to my original point. Hours after the confirmation of Walkers death, social media lit up like a Christmas tree yet again. But the posts I read this time were insensitive, cruel, and downright dumb. People spouted off nonsense like “an hour ago no one cared about Paul Walker, now it’s Walker-book.” Another consensus said something to the effect “RIP to the other man killed in the accident that no one cares about because he wasn’t famous.”

Comments so tasteless, this is the ugly side of social media. Two men died, and yes we knew one’s name more than the other. It does not mean his death is any greater, but what it did do was affect more people. So by littering the Internet with these pitiful posts, all it proves is that some individuals just don’t get it.

They don’t truly understand the repercussions of life and death, and how losing someone like a Paul Walker who did so much good through his charity for first responders (Reach Out WorldWide) will forever leave an impact on his family, friends, fans, and those whom benefit from ROHH.

I first met Paul Walker in 1998, in a film called “Pleasantville.” A year later we crossed paths in the coming of age tale “Varsity Blues” and again in 2000s “The Skulls.” Soon after Brian O’Connor was brought to life for not one or two movies, but six installments. Hell, I even met up with Paul in the movie “Timeline” (in was highly underrated in my opinion.)

Call me delusional, that’s what social media would lead you to believe, but through 42 acting credits, Paul Walker left behind a legacy. No, we never went to a bar and grabbed some cold ones. But almost once a year for the past 14 years or so, whenever I felt like seeing my old friend, I’d head to the theater to watch him work…and live.

Veterans Day to Me

This celebratory Veterans Day and the exploits of my grandfather the war hero, gave me the closure I'd been searching for since his passing.

Veterans Day has always held a special place in my heart. It’s the reason why I decided that November 11th, 2012 would be the official launch of thePush. Now two years later, having produced consistent content that I am proud to say represents the Mantality Media brand to the fullest, I wish to continue this trend by letting you know why this day, in the year 2013 will forever be a nostalgic one for me.

My entire life I’ve been a history buff. Heck, the first profession I ever wanted to pursue was that of an archaeologist. Maybe it had something to do with the fictitious exploits of Indiana Jones. Or perhaps it was based on my sheer intrigue of days gone by.

Either way, I still yearn to know more about those who came before us, the one's that left a distinct mark upon time allowing all of mankind to continue reaping their rewards for today. I remember sitting in history class as early as Catholic elementary school when the teacher first introduced the subject of World War II; and how even then in the early 1990s, it was difficult to grasp the concept that genocide had only taken place roughly 50 years before. 

As I moved on to high school and my knowledge and fascination of WWII became more prevalent, I came to fully appreciate the men and women who gave so much, so that we, the future citizens of the world, could live without the threat of oppression, dictatorship or mass extermination.

You see, my feelings of gratefulness and blissful admiration were spearheaded by my grandfather, Michael Calendrillo I. I always knew that “Poppy” (as I lovingly referred to him), was a WWII veteran who enlisted in the Army at the tender age of 17, and soon found himself smack dab in the middle of the European front at the height of the conflict, 1943.

What I'd come to find out as I matured to an age of understanding was that my grandfather was a highly decorated serviceman who specialized in demolitions as part of the 89th Infantry. As my grandfather explains so eloquently in the heart-wrenching documentary “Nightmares End,” (see below) is how he and the rest of his platoon were the first unit in all of WWII to come across a Nazi concentration camp on April 4th, 1945. The camp will forever be known as Ohrdruf, named after the town of the same designation.

Despite this, my grandfather absolutely loved the Armed Services. He was a spit-shine, law and order type of guy who would give all he had to the cause. After fulfilling his military obligation, he even re-enlisted for three more years to see Europe post-war. 

Throughout the rest of his life, though, the family patriarch would struggle with horrific nightmares of what he witnessed on that misty morning in war-torn Germany. Despite this, the man for whom my father was named after, and subsequently I, was chock full of vigor, love, compassion, and an amazing personality right up until July 2013, when he passed away at the age of 87.

A key piece of advice for all generations to come is spoken from the mouth of Michael Calendrillo at 7:35 of the documentary. 

“People shouldn’t forget--gotta make sure these things never happen again. You gotta stop things before they even get started.”

Losing a loved one is never easy on a family, especially when that person has shaped the men in said family into who they are today. But the passing of my grandfather made me come to even a greater realization of just how fortunate I am.

Because if just one single occurrence had played out differently for Michael Calendrillo I in WWII, my grandfather on my mother’s side (Joseph Raymond Pizzi) during the Korean Conflict, or my mentor and father, Michael Calendrillo II during the Vietnam War, I wouldn’t be here today.

So if you have ever had someone put their life on the line for this country and were blessed with the opportunity of them coming home to tell their tale, you are truly fortunate. For those that have lost someone to the horrors of war, you forever have my sympathies; I wish you nothing but peace. 

Michael Calendrillo:

“I’m sorry for breaking down like that.”

Documentarian:

“I think it’s important you told your story.”

Michael Calendrillo:

“Maybe--maybe I needed that. If anybody don’t believe that this thing happened, then I wish they were there for a few seconds--just to see.

(Deep breath)

Yeah, I feel better now.”

Thank you, Poppy. You stood up for what you believed in and I'm honored to share your name. We need more men like you. I needed this--I too feel better now.

'The 20/20 Experience' - 2 of 2 Reviewed

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This deluxe second helping of the 20/20 Experience gives us the opportunity to celebrate what makes Justin Timberlake such a remarkable performer.

The first time I slid disc #1 (deluxe edition purchased, of course) into my car stereo, pumped as always for a new JT soundtrack, I was not so thrilled by tracks one and two (“Gimme What I Don’t Know” and “True Blood”), so that obviously didn’t help. The songs to follow were easy on the ears, and brought me back to a simpler time of Timberlake, let’s call it, Before “Sexy Back” (B.S.E.).

Within a week, with the CD still on constant rotation, I was hooked. I loved the familiarity of the soon-to-be hits, unlike the good folks at thechroicleherald.ca, who lambasted the album by stating: "2 of 2 doesn’t challenge enough, and we want and expect more from one of music’s best all-around entertainers, especially when the original 20/20 Experience still has so much more to offer."

So there it is Justin. You did such an amazing job on 20/20 - 1 of 1 that you’ve wasted all of Canada’s…I mean record buyers time and money! At least I don’t feel the same! Unfortunately, the critics continued to take their shots, this time over at hotnewhiphop.com, who offered a backhanded compliment by claiming '2 of 2' consists of “lyrical downfalls and mediocre moments saved by solid production and flawless vocals on a sexy, edgy sequel to the clean-cut 20/20 Experience.” 

But my favorite negative piece I read was from the consciousofsound.net who captioned the album, as “this isn’t truffle season.” That’s funny. Even witty. But wrong! And let me tell you why.

By now Justin Timberlake has earned the right to pretty much create whatever type of music he so desires. He’s an artist and it’s his gosh-dang right to do so! Just because an album shares a similar title to another wildly successful, yet seven years in the making piece ('1 of 1') doesn’t make it the same friggin piece of music!

What would be the point of that anyway? Instead, '2 of 2' should be looked as an experiment of sorts. What I feel JT and his team did, was take a little bit of everything they've written and recorded over the past 10 years, mashed it up, and even sprinkled in a little old school nostalgic *NSYNC for good measure to create what he, the artist, wanted to release.

Sure the byproduct has hints of what we’ve heard (don’t forget loved) from his past work, but more importantly, it gives us the opportunity to celebrate and appreciate what makes this entertainer so remarkable; his ability to stretch his musical talents so wide, that we as fans are sure to accept it as a new style of “Timberlake,” when it’s really the same guy we’ve watched since the late 90’s, this time, only more aware of himself as a performer.

Track by Track:

Gimme What I Don’t Know (I Want)

The opening tune definitely was a grower. This is the first track that Timbaland puts his stank (a good thing) all over. A wild jungle backdrop set to overlaying harmonies and a hard bass line makes for a fun beginning to an eclectic mix.

True Blood

This is the only song I’ve yet to warm up to. At 9:31, it’s quite the investment in time. And with the continuous arrangement changes, werewolf howls, and Halloween feel, I’ve yet to be hooked. Maybe it’s JT’s homage to MJ’s “Thriller”. At least that would make some sort of sense.

Cabaret

Man, this song is smooth! True cinematic production once again from Timbo ushers in a fiery verse from the new face of the NBA’s Toronto Raptors, Drizzy-Drake. Someone tell Drake to feature Timberlake on a hook or two for his next album. That latest effort of his, 'Nothing Was The Same' had me thinking I had accidentally picked up a Keith Sweat CD at Target by accident.

TKO

Hottest track on the album for sure! It’s as good a second release as “Mirrors” ever was. The beat, the verses, the lyrics, they're all heavy hitters. If you can’t get down to this anthem, then just stop. As for the video, I’m not really sure what the hell I’m watching, well, besides from Riley Keough!

Hello! Scary how much she looks like her mother and subsequent grandfather. Google it if you don’t know whom those two people are I speak of. As for the video, there is very little interaction between JT and Riley, who is only dressed in a white men’s business shirt.

Besides from intense glares, reminiscent of the movie “Drive”, what we witness is Justin having his way with Riley; her in turn, whacking him upside the head with a frying pan, tying his legs to the back of a truck, driving towards a cliff, she jumps out leaving Justin to look back as he and the truck descend down the cliff to his inevitable death.

What did this storyline have to do with the song lyrics?! I thought the song was a simple case of female betrayal. Yet the video sets the case for forced intercourse and murder. Or am I over thinking it?

Take Back The Night

Every time I hear the intro, I immediately think back to a warm summer night riding through NYC in a drop top convertible. If you have no idea about the feeling I describe, I implore you to reenact this scenario one time in your life while jamming out to “Take Back The Night.” Shoot for June before the humidity is around 99%. The video did a fantastic job of putting all this on display. After all, songs should take us on a journey.

Murder

Back is ‘HOV’ in a big way. His line about Yoko Ono and the Beatles is insanely clever! I won't ruin it for you, but look out for its crass nature. Even the beat has a bit of two-step, Knight Rider-ish flava to accompany a fly melody and tight harmonies.

Drink You Away

Another great descriptive imagery drive tale of heartbreak, and how one man deals with his loneliness. Just picture JT sitting in a dark and smoky Memphis bar, perhaps a bit inebriated, head spinning, throwing back shots, one after another while spilling his guts to whomever will listen.

Wait a minute, that’s the idea for the video! Get his people on the phone. I’ll direct it! Throw in the Tennessee Kids playing outside the bar, maybe on a desolate dirt road and we’ve got fire, people!

You Got It On

It begins like a T-Pain track, which scared the crap out of me. But soon enough it rolls into a super chill vibe, reminiscent of my all time favorite vocalist, Craig David and his ultra cool vibe, where JT’s vocals and song writing ability take you on a stroll of peace and tranquility. Bravo.

Amnesia

I’m sorry, but damn I love this song!! It hits hard, but not over the top. It’s catchy almost to a fault and has a hook that will haunt you dreams, all while truly taking you back… back to the days of those 5 dudes who called themselves *NSYNC.

If JT didn’t write and record this song with his ex-bandmates in mind, then I’d be shocked. Just listen to those melodies in the hook and chorus. Tell me a little piece of you didn’t hope JC Chasez would come in for the second verse.

Only When I Walk Away

Blue, blues, blues and…well you get the point. I hear Lenny Kravitz all over this one. Maybe it’s the slight vocal distortion. Maybe it’s the overall badassness of the song. Either way, JT really flips the switch on his style with this banger.

Not A Bad Thing

Yet again, Timberlake completes a CD with a soulful, thought provoking melodic explosion of emotions. This song is catchy as hell. It’s simple, but that’s the beauty of it. Here JT proves just how diverse his repertoire really is. Sometimes going back to basics is all you really need. And make sure you wait for 5:31 into the song. It could have been an interlude, regardless it’s dope how one man could make 4 different lines sound so friggin’ intriguing.

As for the bonus track, I’m not going to get into them, because my biggest complaint of '2 of 2' is the fact that two songs were placed on a completely separate CD. When and why am I going to put in a separate disc for just two songs! Sure I’m nitpicking, but so did you before you read this article.

At the end of the day, I for one am glad Justin Timberlake continues to push his musical boundaries. He released a two-part mini-series when he didn’t have to, and quite honestly, no one expected it. So don’t be critical, just find something for you that stands out within the 74 minutes of '2 of 2'. Because the truth is, who knows the next time we’ll get new music from JT.

'Blackfish' and its Backlash

The hard-hitting documentary 'Blackfish' focuses on the captive orca Tillikum at SeaWorld Orlando.

Let me start out by saying, I know "Blackfish" is a documentary. And sometimes the trouble with documentaries is that they-tend to be a bit one-sided. This is why I usually take docs with a grain of salt. But after sitting back and experiencing the raw emotion and investigative reporting done by director Gabriela Cowperthwaite and fellow producer Manuel V. Oteyza, I have to say it will be almost impossible to ever look at this particular tourist attraction the same. 

By now you know that "Blackfish" follows the story of Tilikum, a six ton killer whale (or as I prefer to say, orca), who has been in various forms of captivity for the majority of his life and how this has played a role in the unfortunate deaths of three individuals. I like most, didn't really know a whole lot about these beautiful creatures going in.

Hell, as a kid, I thought the large white patches on each side of their heads were their eyes. (They aren't, right?) Soon after, the next tidbit of information about orcas came from the 1993 feature film "Free Willy." You know, the one with that famous Michael Jackson song. If you haven't seen the movie and you're in your mid 20's or early 30's, I feel for your childhood.

Regardless, this coupled with years of cheesy SeaWorld commercials, stuffed Shamu dolls, and one trip to the park at the age of 3, was the basis of my know-all about these intelligent, loyal and graceful creatures. 

The release of this film is poignant for me, as in July I attended, the theme park around my birthday for the first time in 27 years. Why hadn't I been back sooner? Good question. I've lived in Florida off and on for the better part of my life. And while I've been a loyal customer of the mouse, I've never found myself rushing to visit a park solely involving marine life.

Not because I don't find sea creatures amazing, I do. But deep down, I've always possessed this feeling of uneasiness watching trained wildlife do rehearsed stunts for treats, then when the show is complete, being locked up until the next round of visitors arrive. My feelings of trepidation aren't solely focused on aquatic parks alone.

I've held the same beliefs while visiting the San Diego ZooThe Bronx Zoo, and even Disney's Animal Kingdom. It just boggles my mind that these majestic, regal creatures are taken out of their natural environment, forced to live and play in a diorama of sorts, to never again experience life as a free being. I do think places like Disney's Animal Kingdom do a marvelous job of recreating the natural habitats such as the African wilderness. Have you been on the Kilimanjaro Safaris?

It's a 20-minute ride in the sweltering heat through an amazingly lush and authentic jungle like setting that allows its inhabitants to roam free (within certain designated areas). The carnivores however, have been segregated from the rest of the pack as for the simple fact that a lion attack on a gazelle would traumatize more than a few children on the back of that giant GMC truck.

My original belief was that the animals were left outside at night much like they would be in actual African-lands. On my last trip to the park, while taking the train to Rafiki's Planet Watch, my girlfriend and I noticed dozens and dozens of large metal cages and housing facilities backstage. After getting a little more info while on the train ride from a cast member, we came to find out that the animals are led to the cages at night with the promise of food. I was disheartened to say the least. 

Zoo's and aquatic centers is where I really see the big issue though. Yes, these places are wonderful for studying animals, fish, mammals, etc. And where else could children, both young and old get the opportunity to see polar bears, elephants, or manatee's up close and in a safe environment! Sure it's educational; about as educational as keeping a human being in a psych-ward after they've been cleared of any medical issues.

Harsh? I'm not so sure. I had always believed (maybe it was hoped) that most animals in zoo's and theme parks were there because they were rescued; albeit from injury, illness, climate change or rejection from it's herd. And that once said animals were capable to fend for themselves, would be released back into the wild to live out the rest of their days the way god intended.

But the truth is, for the majority of animals who are present, because of abnormality who are nursed back to full strength, are then deemed too unfit to return to their natural habitat because they no longer have the ability to fend for themselves. It's the age-old tale of the spoiled child. If you feed them, bathe them, clothe them and provide all that is ever needed without the teaching methods, why or how would they ever do for themselves?

Sure animals are a bit different. To an extent it becomes survival of the fittest. This is nature! We cannot stop its progression; all we can do it stunt it. And stunt it we are.

The folks at SeaWorld claim that the animals currently at the park were bred and born there (pay attention to the graph shown in the film, as to how many calves have been born via the semen extracted from Tilikum; the number nears 40).

Sure, because in 1983 a young calf by the name of Tiikum was taken from his mother and the rest of his community off the waters of Iceland. SeaWorld says they had nothing to do with that, and it was the people behind the now long defunct Sealand of the Pacific in Victoria, B.C.

OK, so did Tilikum swim to Orlando, FL after the closure of the park and ask for a job? I think not. He was purchased, for what I can only assume was at least a number well over 6 figures. This is even after "Tilly" as he is referred to in the film, is involved in the death of a young female trainer. Yes, he may not have been the main culprit, as two other female orcas were also in the tank at the time. But as the film depicts, night after night, Tilly and his counterparts were placed in a large metal box with a pool that was only 20x30 feet in diameter.

Now imagine yourself as a 6,000-pound colossal mammal in something about the size of an Olympic swimming pool, night after night, in complete darkness, with two other behemoths. Yeah, you'd start to lose it too.

A 2013 Sundance Film Festival selection, "Blackfish" is beginning to pick up steam in the world of public opinion. Actress Kim Basinger has recently joined PETA in the fight to stop SeaWorld from capturing (yes, capture… not rescue) Russian beluga whales to restock their parks. Pixar has recently decided to alter the ending to the upcoming 2015 release of "Finding Dory," the highly anticipated sequel to "Finding Nemo."

At the end of the film, according to early drafts of the script, the aquatic animals were to have ended their journey at a marine park. Now it is said, that revised edition allow the fish and mammals to leave the park if they so desire. Jeez! If only this were real.

Of course SeaWorld is going to say that the film "Blackfish" is misleading, and inaccurate. And that the filmmakers are using slander to benefit their project. And that the ex-trainers that were interviewed are just bitter former employees. But when presented with some of these facts, it's hard to take the side of big business (via the Blackfish official website):

SeaWorld says: They haven't collected a killer whale from the wild in more than 35 years; more than 80% of the killer whales at SeaWorld were born there or in other zoological facilities.
Blackfish says: Many of those captive-born calves are Tilikum's offspring, the whale who has a proven track record of killing 3 people. That said, there is a whale called Morgan at a marine park in Spain which houses SeaWorld-owned whales. Morgan was caught in the wild and was placed in Loro Parque where she will be bred and perform alongside the other SeaWorld whales.
SeaWorld says: We don’t know what their lifespans might be—though we do know that SeaWorld currently has one killer whale in her late 40s and a number of others in their late 30s.   
Blackfish says: In the wild, average lifespan is 30 for males, 50 for females. Their estimated maximum life span is 60-70 years for males and 80-90 years for females. In captivity, most orcas die in their teens and 20s and only a handful have made it past 35. The annual mortality or death rate for orcas is 2.5 times higher in captivity than it is in the wild. These are not controversial data. In the film, we depict what seems to be a deliberate attempt by SeaWorld to misrepresent these well-documented data to their visitors.
SeaWorld says: Whales live in a social setting with a dominance hierarchy, both at SeaWorld and in the wild. They express dominance in a variety of ways, including using their teeth to “rake” other whales, in the open ocean as well as in parks.         
Blackfish says: The film asserts that in the wild, whales can also flee conflict. Whales at SeaWorld cannot escape from a negative social interaction and are therefore confronted with conflicts that have proven to be injurious and even fatal. Furthermore, in the wild, these hierarchies are among family groups and are maintained with minimal aggression. In the wild, no orca has ever been known to seriously injure or kill another orca, inside or outside of their social group, in any interaction.
SeaWorld says: They move killer whales only when doing so in the interest of their long-term health and welfare. The only time it separates unweaned killer whale calves from their mothers is when the mothers have rejected them.
Blackfish says: In the wild, females generally have their first calf around 13-16 years of age. Because SeaWorld has bred their females as early as 5-6 years of age, these females have not learned proper social behavior, they have not learned how to mother a calf, and may ultimately reject and injure their calves.
SeaWorld says: The behaviors it reinforces are always within the killer whale’s natural range of behaviors.
Blackfish says: Wild killer whales are never observed performing front flips or vertical jumps to touch objects, neither have they been observed to spin 360 degrees on land. A killer whale supporting a human who rides, "surfs", or leaps from the animal's rostrum does not fall within a wild killer whale’s repertoire either.
SeaWorld says: From the time Tilikum first arrived at SeaWorld, all trainers were warned—both as part of their training and in writing—which they were not allowed in the water with him.
Blackfish says: The film asserts that trainers were not told the details of what happened to Keltie Byrne when Tilikum arrived at SeaWorld and not told the details of what happened to Daniel Dukes at the time of his death.
SeaWorld says: Tilikum did not attack Dawn. All evidence indicates that Tilikum became interested in the novelty of Dawn’s ponytail in his environment and, as a result, he grabbed it and pulled her into the water.
Blackfish says: Although eye-witness accounts and a video of events just prior to the take-down seem to strongly contradict the notion that Dawn was pulled in by her ponytail, it is most important to note that according to SeaWorld’s own Management during courtroom testimony, Tilikum was desensed to ponytails and therefore did not find them a novelty. The brutal nature of the prolonged, aggressive attack and the facts in the autopsy strongly suggest that Tilikum’s behavior was anything but novel curiosity.

I for one feel it is quite insensitive and backhanded that SeaWorld continues to fight OSHA on the charge that they do not feel trainers in the water alongside these enormous fish creates an unsafe work environment. Why, because it makes for a more spectacular show? Because they needed to capitalize on the already 24 million guests a year that visit their parks?

Regardless of how SeaWorld feels their business will be affected from this film, the record states that 3 people have lost their lives, and per "Blackfish," over 70+ trainers have suffered life-threatening injuries since the early 1980's.

Let's face it, there is no minor accident when an orca whale is involved. Even if they are indeed gentile and honorable creatures, we don't know what completely goes on inside their brains. The same can be said for all animals, as well as human beings. What makes one human want to kill another? We as a people, have a hard enough time controlling our own actions, let alone a wild animal/mammal taken out of it's natural habitat.

And you have to look at it subjectively. No matter how well you think you know something, you never really know it well enough. Now factor all this into a creature weighing thousands of pounds that lives its life a certain way because it is forced to, day after day, with no end in sight, and tell me you don't have a ticking time bomb on your hands. 

So, as I sat back with my friends to watch the new Shamu show, and saw the trainers, now out of the water, running around the tank to cue tricks, I thought to myself, this is a really unique experience. One that I honestly wish I wasn't able to partake in, had these poor mammals not been subjected to hours of training for performance.

And as I glanced around the crowded arena, I wondered if anyone else felt the way I did. Parents and their children, did they know what they were witnessing was actual cruelty in full effect? Perhaps after seeing the film Blackfish and reading this article they will be enlightened to the fact. 

So after 27 years away from the park, I can wholeheartedly say I will never be back. I've seen the spectacle, and it saddens me beyond belief to watch the unfortunate lives these Blackfish live. I have a whole new appreciation now that I know a little bit more about orcas. And this article is my first step in making a difference. Won't you do the same?

Today's Man

Today's man has the passion for pursuing his dreams while at the same time maintaining a healthy balance of obligations and personal fulfillment.

So who is today's man? What makes said man? These are excellent questions, both equally important. But before "we" as a demographic can move forward, professionally, creatively, romantically, "we" need to learn from our past, grasp what we stand for today, and plan on how to live for tomorrow. thePush was created to motivate, entertain, and prepare today's man in an ever-changing world.

What we're looking for is the one common denominator; a few key words that link men of our ilk, our generation, through our wants and desires as we move towards the future. Through the pages of this blog, we will speak with men who specialize in each subsequent topic category that we cover and get their views on what goes into creating our reader base.

We'll also get a woman's point of view to see if what we're doing is having a direct impact on the opposite sex.

As editor in chief of thePush, I feel this man is someone who has the passion and dedication to pursue his dreams while at the same time maintaining a healthy balance of personal relationships and obligations to the betterment of mankind.

Easier said than done, sure. But hopefully by reading the articles here, you are better informed about things that appeal to "us," and inspired, even a minuscule amount to go out and make a lasting difference.

Mantality, and its New Meaning

This is our reader. One that isn't afraid to change the public perception, while standing up for what is right in mind, body and soul.

If you do a Google search of the word Mantality, the first source that comes up is that of the Urban Dictionary. On the site is the following definition:

Mantality (n.): The mindset of a male who believes he owes others nothing. A self-centered feeling of entitlement often produced when a group of males congregate.

OK, that's someone's opinion and they're entitled to it. But we're not exactly talking Merriam-Webster's here. The initial thought to Mantality was a simple play on word. You take its origin; mentality; which was first used way back in 1691.

Merriam-Webster's defines mentality as mental power or capacity: intelligence; mode or way of thought: outlook.

Obviously, this is a good thing; something all human beings possess. Some a brighter and uplifting one than others, but so be it. With this now in mind, we decided to make this noun a singular entity and put our own twist to the definition; a positive and uplifting one at that. After all that is the goal of this magazine.

For your consideration, I'd now like to rewrite the definition of Mantality for good, once and for all.

Mantality (n): A man who has the mental capacity to motivate others while appreciating what he currently has in his life without succumbing to greed and/or lust. He believes in exposing and living a necessary truth without pretentiousness and absurdity. He is innovative enough to take calculated risks while dividing his time between what is important not only to his own beliefs but the greater good of all mankind.

This is our reader. One that isn't afraid to change the public perception. To stand up for what is right, because that's his destiny. Mantality.