In Appreciation of "The Badass" pt. 1

I've always idolized "badasses." To me, though, a badass is any outsider who has a problem with authority and stands as a symbol for rebellion. Not douchebags like Vin Deisel. Sorry XXX, but being able to do shit like blow up a helicopter with a 9 MM or chug 10 Jagerbombs in the span of a commercial break looks cool on screen and all, but leave the task of encapsulating the true essence of cool to guys like Jimmy Dean, Miles Davis, and Peter Lawford.

So yea, in that vein, Marlon Brando, Joey Ramone, and Che Guevara share something: they're all pretty badass. So yea, if your not dead, then you're probably not a badass. I just think that it's high time their breed is acknowledged and appreciated before their extinct. When in doubt, these true men of men could always be depended upon as blueprints for how to rock the fucking shit; unfortunately, though, their going the way of the Wolly Mammoth and Zima, rapidly disappearing off the face of Mother Earth herself, and instead being replaced by cheap knock-offs like Shia LeBouef and the guy from "Step Up." Fucking boo.

So before its too too late, here's to you, Dean Martin, Richard Hell, and Jack Johnson (the boxer, not the shitty singer). Without guys like you, noone would know how to be cool. Ya dig?!