"I think they are all homosexual communists in Satan's army...I espect as well they all live together and bathe together every morning and have the anal sex with one another, with the fisting and the guinea pigs." - Manuel Estimulo
"I can never quite tell if the defeatists are conservative satirists poking fun at the left or simply retards. Or both. Retarded satire, perhaps?" - Kyle
"You're an effete fucktard" - Jeff Goldstein of Protein Wisdom
"This is the most pathetic blog ever..." - Ames Tiedeman
"You two [the Rev and el Comandante] make an erudite pair. I guess it beats thinking." - Matt Cunningham (aka Jubal) of OC Blog
"Can someone please explain to me what the point is behind that roving gang of douchebags? I’m being serious here. It’s not funny, and doesn’t really make anything that qualifies as logical argument. Paint huffers? Drunken high school chess geeks?" - rickinstl
I think Christian Bale is an incredible actor. I can't really place him as an actor although Bogart comes to mind, or perhaps a younger, less European sort of Liam Neeson. I guess my thought is more like Graham Greene...Bale is on the edge of some heart of darkness, and goes back and forth between hope, existential angst and dogged resolution. He doesn't expect to prevail except in his roles where he's a psychotic of some sort. In this case, I think he's perfect. Deep breath, shrug the shoulders and do it because you're here, now, and this is what you are supposed to do. Failure is definitely an option, but with failure comes annihilation. John Connor is not going to stand stoically by disaster. Rather, he's going to feel, shrug and continue to do what he thinks he's supposed to do.
I skipped the last rendition of Terminator. Sorry Arnie, but you're now officially close to The Rolling Stones. Governor Schwarzenegger is not all that far from Sir Mick Jagger in terms of ludicrousness -- you have become your own Tribute Band. Arnie probably should head to supporting roles after he gets tossed out the Governator role. Still...bringing him back will make this a really look like a reunion tour.
I'm not going to skip this one. I rarely go to films in theaters, but I might make an exception for this one....
The news that Crabbe or was it Goyle had been busted for a grow operation was amusing...in an odd way, a twisted indication that the kids are going to normal after this is all over. This, of course, being Harry Potter. I'm actually not looking forward to the end of the series; in a way, I wish it could have lasted. That said, the trailer for Half-Blood Prince is exciting and has potential. The films are becoming darker and darker, which makes sense given the whole Dark Lord triumphant thing that is going on...and, quite frankly, better and more adult.
Well, that's silly. But, I'm in the mood for silly. I just finished screwing around with the Tax Gang Part II, and I see one of the disadvantages of keeping accounting firms out of the software business. Their own shit can really suck. In this case, my preparer of choice electronically, HR Block, has the world's worst website --why have a FAQs link that doesn't work? why have what should be links based on characters that aren't? how does losing someone in the queue inspire confidence? Anyway, I called their helpline -- mistake!! Can't do what they tell me to do. However, I finally talked to an actual tax preparer who is trying to get this unfucked so she can do my taxes.
Yves here, If this isn't Newspeak, I don't know what is. Since when is
someone who puts 3% of total funds and gets 20% of the equity a
"partner"? And notice the hint of skepticism from the Times
regarding the Administration's supposition that the bidding will result
in fair prices. Huh? First, the banks, as in normal auctions, will
presumably set a reserve price equal to the value of the assets on
their books. If the price does not meet the reserve (and the level of
the reserve is not disclosed to the bidders), there is no sale; in this
case, the bank would keep the toxic instruments. Having the
banks realize a price at least equal to the value they hold it at on
their books is a boundary condition. If the banks sell the assets as a
lower level, it will result in a loss, which is a direct hit to equity.
The whole point of this exercise is to get rid of the bad paper without
further impairing the banks. So presumably, the point of a
competitive process (assuming enough parties show up to produce that
result at any particular auction) is to elicit a high enough price that it might reach the bank's reserve, which would be the value on the bank's books now. And
notice the utter dishonesty: a competitive bidding process will protect
taxpayers. Huh? A competitive bidding process will elicit a higher
price which is BAD for taxpayers! Dear God, the Administration
really thinks the public is full of idiots. But there are so many
components to the program, and a lot of moving parts in each, they no
doubt expect everyone's eyes to glaze over.
Now, after 8 years of Bush and almost 30 years of "Morning in America," everybody should be convinced that the public is full of idiots. Selfish, moronical idiots. If Rush Limbaugh and Barrack Obama were to compete in fucking death match referred by Vince McMahon and Barry Bonds, people would get it. Think about and ask questions about it to people who know something about it...nahh. That's hard.
And then, from Steven Van Zandt, we get the Cocktail Slippers from Oslo who are a helluva lot better than a lot of other folks... why did Lordi win Eurovision and not these gals...be the last lover standing come St Valentines day! Little Steven calls them a role model for the new generation because they "actually have talent and understand that rock and roll is a craft"... I think they sound like a cross between a 60's girl group, the Bangles, possibly with a little Wanda Jackson thrown in...Wicked Cool Records is a pretty neat label. This reminds me of the stuff that really did come out of garages in the 60s and 70s, and the various little clubs around the world. The Chesterfield Kings remind me of something out of Manchester, or maybe Muncie Indiana...reasonably smart working class kids who knew that even if they could swing the money for junior college, they were probably headed to Vietnam or construction...
Imagine this one, in a wonder woman wonder bustier with peacock feathers billowing around her from her pimply white trash ass, singing a medley of patriotic songs in that incredible instrument she calls a kazoo...err, voice. Can you ever get her out of your mind?
NEW YORK (AP) -- An Italian businessman who once dated actress
Anne Hathaway was arrested Tuesday on charges he posed as a
representative of the Vatican to fleece wealthy investors in a real
estate company that sought to buy and redevelop Roman Catholic Church
property.
The whole dating a woman probably should have warned them...
Came upon this on the TREX site, which frankly scares me...what the hell is this all about?
Someone came up with the concept, if you can call it that. Someone filmed it. Someone thought that the music had enough artistic merit to write lyrics...which are close enough to the OK besides the Jenna Bush whacked out on speed wedding sex video, that has got to be the strangest thing lately. (Soon on sale at both Bush Presidential Libraries and given free in exchange for donations to the Batshit McCrazy's campaign) Other bands have done the same thing only with more panache, style and what's the word I'm looking for? Ah, yeah, talent. -- Scandal comes to mind, although that was a New York band not a Brit Boy Band. No, for conceptual Brit wierdness carried off with class, dignity and a bit of musical integrity the classic bands the Squeeze with Jools Holland or Madness reign.
Of course, there's always this..."People try to put me down/Because you never buy a round...because you're very unpleasant" Britcoms in the 80s and 90s were so much funnier
In fact, I am spending a lot of time lately thinking about not my place in the cosmos so much as whether or not there is a cosmos per se. Perhaps we're all just a cosmic bad dream. Or, perhaps Callaghan and AXE and my brother and sister defeatists are just out of touch and out of time. This is a world that celebrates the farmers, and the warriors are increasingly irrelevant, even in war.
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