October 28, 2008 at 5:57 pm (Uncategorized)

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH:
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October 28, 2008 at 1:45 am (Uncategorized)

Finished – and somehow managed to make it two pages longer than I expected. (Had a burst of verbosity towards the end – let’s just hope it doesn’t backfire on me.)

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October 27, 2008 at 10:44 pm (Uncategorized)

Sorry I haven’t posted pictures from the Fair yet. I’ve been working on a paper. It’s due tomorrow, so I’ve got to finish it up tonight, and hopefully soon I’ll be able to do a proper post. Although maybe not tomorrow night – I think we’re going to IP3, and I need to do some laundry, and I’m still fucking sick. (This is getting so old.) Maybe Wednesday night would be better. Anyway, pictures, too.

And now to finish that paper.

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October 21, 2008 at 6:54 pm (Uncategorized)

Reposting this brilliant paragraph (from a True Blood recap) by Jacob at Television without Pity, because he is so RIGHT. FUCKING. ON. about why we can’t “reclaim” the Dixie flag, and why it’s so very hateful.

Flinching more visibly: the appalled and staring — and very much alone in this room, by the way, considering where they are and why — Tara, watching the men hang up the Dixie flag. Word. I already said my piece about the “Glorious Dead” and the whole Civil War thing, but just to be clear: it’s not okay. The little meeting is not okay. This little club? Not okay. Dixie flags? Not okay. Regardless of what you think or say it means to you or your family, put that shit away. We don’t want to see it, and we don’t want to make the assumptions about you — that you are ignorant, ill-bred, hateful and aggressive trash — that you’re forcing us to make. The fact that you’re wearing it proves those assumptions are correct, and you’re looking for the fight. There are places where irony doesn’t go, and symbols of hate are among them. You can’t wear a swastika ironically without it proving you’re an aggressive dick, and the same applies here, and you know it, and please spare me the complaints about that, too: wearing Dixie shit and reacting with that disingenuous shock when you’re called out for being a racist tool is like hanging a rainbow flag outside your house and complaining that people keep treating you like a fag. Stop acting like a fag and they won’t, you Nazi.

I especially like this line because it basically puts it in a nutshell, like the Cliff’s Note version of that paragraph, or its thesis statement: “There are places where irony doesn’t go, and symbols of hate are among them.”

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October 21, 2008 at 3:30 pm (Uncategorized)

Whoever signed off on this shit needs to die a slow, painful, agonizing death: Slutty Ghostbuster costume.

1. A REAL Ghostbusters fan would never perpetrate such egregious bullshit as this.

2. What the fuck is up with those “suspenders” that connect to the belt? Unnecessary and disgusting.

I hate people. For doing shit like this.

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October 20, 2008 at 1:48 pm (Uncategorized)

Blargh. I feel sick. I feel like a monster. Boo.

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October 19, 2008 at 2:35 pm (Uncategorized)

I believe we’re going to the STATE FAIR today! I’ll have pictures later, but I’m just popping by to repost a Myrna Loy mini-doc video thing that Remy posted on Myspace. I love Myrna Loy. Yesterday was awesome because I got to use the fireplace (I loooove fireplaces) and, while Greg had band practice and a birthday party in Raleigh (or possibly Cary), me and the cats enjoyed the fire and watched Another Thin Man. (I also was responsible and got some work done for my upcoming paper on superfluous men: Chatsky and Onegin.) Anyway, here’s that video, narrated (or maybe put together? she mentions doing research) by Julianne Moore:

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October 18, 2008 at 8:40 pm (Uncategorized)

VOTED!

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October 17, 2008 at 6:24 pm (Uncategorized)

PS:

also from that article: “Americans voting for “change” should know they may get far more than they ever imagined.”

I fucking well hope so. That would be AWESOME!

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October 17, 2008 at 5:56 pm (Uncategorized)

Please go read this absolutely fucking ridiculous Wall Street Journal article (hat tip to Jodi and John): A Liberal Supermajority.

Someone please tell me this is all in jest, because I almost can’t believe it. Almost. It’s fucking awful. I really hope I’m just having a dumbass day and am waaaay missing the sarcasm, but I don’t think I am. It’s just chockfull of shit that will make your brain hurt, but here’s one of my “favorites”:

- Free speech and voting rights. A liberal supermajority would move quickly to impose procedural advantages that could cement Democratic rule for years to come. One early effort would be national, election-day voter registration. This is a long-time goal of Acorn and others on the “community organizer” left and would make it far easier to stack the voter rolls. The District of Columbia would also get votes in Congress — Democratic, naturally.

Stack the voter rolls?! What in the hell. How is it possible to think like this? It seems pretty clear to me that national election-day voter registration would mean MORE PEOPLE COULD REGISTER AND VOTE. Not just more Democrats. I mean, Republicans would benefit from this, too. So, really, if more people could register and vote, then what we should see is a more accurate reflection of the country – and if more people in the country agree with the Democratic position, then more people voting Democratic isn’t “stacking,” it’s just reflecting reality. What the fuck. Like this is somehow cheating or something. Also – hello? Do you complain about motivating more Republicans to get off their asses and register and vote? If that’s not trying to “stack” the vote, then how come it is when Dems do it?

And further, I thought this country was all about “of the people, by the people, for the people” – so wouldn’t getting MORE PEOPLE TO VOTE, PERIOD, be right in line with that? Ideally, everyone who could vote, would vote, and there’d be no election-fixing/corruption/hanging chad/whatever, and the government we got would actually reflect what we want. But short of that, I think we should definitely be trying to get as many people to vote as we can, because the more people vote, the closer we are to getting the results we’d get if everyone voted. I have some problems thinking of myself as a patriot, or calling myself a patriot – it’s not that I hate America, per se, but I’m really unhappy with some of the shit we’ve been perpetrating for the last eight years (and some other shit before that, but especially the last eight years have been pissing me off), and I don’t want to say “I’m a patriot” and risk having someone think I’m cosigning Bush-and-Co’s bullshit, because I’m so not. (Even if I agree with “dissent is patriotic,” because it is, I’m hesitant to claim the word “patriotic” for myself, because it seems to me like the majority of people who make the loudest use of it are gun-toting, anti-choice, homophobic, racist, bible-thumping assholes, and they are not my people and I want everyone to know that.)

Anyway, all of that rambling is to lead up to this: How the fuck do you consider yourself a patriotic “country-first” American, when you’re seriously having problems with everyone getting to vote? How do you fly in the face of “of the people, by the people, for the people,” and not experience cognitive dissonance over it?

Ugh, my brain feels like exploding. But I’m voting tomorrow, so there’s that to buck me up. And also this:
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Also? I was looking at, um, I think it’s called the Knuckle Tattoo Project (I’m too lazy to go check, or find a url, so you’ll have to google it if you want more), and I don’t think I’d ever get a knuckle tattoo because I can’t think of something I’d want on my knuckles for the entire rest of my life – HOWEVER: “Myrna Loy” is eight letters, and she’s rad. (But while I love her, I don’t love her that much. I don’t think I love anything that much. Or maybe I just don’t want a knuckle tat for myself. Well, other than the heart on my ring finger, but that doesn’t really count, in my opinion. I guess I should say “knuckles tat,” since I mean the ones where word/words go across your knuckles.)

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