NEW YORK — President Mushmouth made a fool of himself on the world’s stage yet again, this time by addressing the UN General Assembly as though he felt his opinions were relevant, or spoke either for a majority of Americans or, indeed, the rest of the world. He began by going after Myanmar, conveniently overlooking the fact that […]
Archive for September, 2007
The Seven-Year Mirror: Noblesse Oblige
With this we get our first true taste of Cock, and it’s not really good. He is definitely an antihero. Abusive, arrogant, possibly a rapist; yet here is a throwaway sentence that I think sums him up, what he is, what is probably the core theme of this novel: Bless my sins, for I was fathered. Here we also […]
Welcome Madness, Say Hello
A few weeks back I blogged on the HPLHS version of Call of Cthulhu. It was sweet, in the way that only the insanely-tainted wine of dead aeons can be; but I neglected to mention that when I ordered CofC on DVD, I also ordered the HPLHS rendering, on CD and done as a radio drama, of At the Mountains […]
Flat Earth? Oh Shit.
Pam, among others, noticed that The View’s latest co-host, Sherri Shepherd, doesn’t know whether Earth is round or not. In response, I point, with sadness, to something I wrote last year. The full text in repost follows the fold.
I Saw Something Awful on Tuesday.
Well, I half-saw it; so maybe it was only half-awful. As an English major I was painfully aware, sometimes, of how dreadful some stories could be. Directionless and pointless drivel which seemed of interest primarily for historical value, but certainly not for literary quality, was regularly heaved across my palate. I was subjected to the contrast of Nadine […]
The Seven-Year Mirror: The Noumenon of Me
Continuing an earlier experiment, here’s the current rev of chapter 3 from The Seven-Year Mirror. The speaker in these intercalary passages is Tirra Shujaa, a native Talec man who is trying to grasp how and why he seems so different from his brother Treva, who is his genetic identical twin. Tirra’s life crosses paths eventually with a few of […]
What Three Buttons and Pocket Lint Will Get You
Apparently someone rustled up enough cash to take out a hit on Kevin Federline. It’s amazing what the pennies that fall between the couch cushions can accomplish, isn’t it?
Imam Calmly Reflects on Merits of Open Discourse
Ha ha, made you look. No, of course not. The Swedish cartoonist at the centre of a row over drawings of the Prophet Muhammad says police have taken him to a secret location for his own safety. […] The purported head of al-Qaeda in Iraq has offered $100,000 (£49,310) to anyone killing Mr Vilks. Religion of Peace, huh? […]
Wisconsin Spring
I wrote this in 1999, a bit after Wisconsin Winter. It is a lovesong for a cat.
LOLfrog?
Well, why not? (Original uncapped image from my [confined] space)
Six Years?
Hard to imagine it’s been that long. Tuesday, 11 September 2001, America got a hell of a wake-up call. I’m not going to recap what’s happened since then. I just have an image that might be worth considering. As a PDF.
Our Father, who Blogs in Heaven…
Most of this is lifted directly from a comment I posted at Pam’s place regarding a “youth ministry” that recently offered a “free” Bible to anyone willing to send in five bucks to cover shipping costs. Guess what? They ran out of Bibles! Allegedly. Hmm. Wonder where all those Lincolns are going. Anyway, a commenter there mentioned the Youth Bibles […]
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