You were there, ergo you agree with everything that was said

Worse, you were the same color as the guy ranting at other people of a different color, so you obviously think the same things as he does. AKA The bad faith trash-talking shit that passes for Op-Ed on the New York Times.

Apparently, according to William Kristol, going some place often enough means that you agree with, support, endorce and perhaps even wish to enforce the dogma being spouted at you. I went to church for twenty years of my life. Clearly, I believe all the horseshit I heard there. (And I went to liberal church, and I still called bullshit.)

But it's not even that. It's not just the tar-me-with-the-same-brush-as-the-guy-who-I-know's-worst-ever-thoughts-on-any-subject-you-please hit job. It's bullshit like OMG Obama is ambitious! He's calculating! He dares to claim young people support him!

Listen you diseased taint: no one who dares run for the presidency of the most arrogant fucking nation on the planet lacks ambition. They're going to wield the largest metaphorical phallic object in the world, they're gonna have to want it pretty goddamned bad. I don't fault anyone for being ambitious. Nothing wrong with ambition so long as it leads you to strive and succeed fairly. (A guiding analogy: be a Severus Snape, not a Tom Riddle.) I don't see Barack Obama carrying a cross on his shoulder, saying "Woe is me, I have to try to be president!" It's not conceit to think you might be good enough for the presidency, nor duplicity, nor hubris. (Unless, like our current president, you routinely say that you're not only good enough, that GOD HIMSELF has ordained you and smiles on all that you do. THAT is ego right there.)

And this is just fucking disgusting:
Now I’m actually a believer in the next generation, which one might call the 9/11 generation.

You know what, you odorous pig? I DON'T WANT MY GENERATION OR ANY OTHER TO BE REFERENCED BY THE GREATEST TERRORIST ACT EVER PERPETRATED ON AMERICAN SOIL. Why should we be defined by that? The thinking that led to 9/11 dominating everything we say, hear, or do was forced on younger generations by the old. The ones who beat the drums for wars we haven't been able to finish (or, as is the case in Afghanistan, just sorta given up on) were the kids who missed out on any war prior. The kids aren't constantly monkeying with the rainbow alert system (works for wars AND gays!); they're posting to MySpace (or LJ!). They are the MySpace generation if anything.

In short: Go back to sucking the conservate nutsack, Willaim Kristol. You must be getting some crazy good contact highs from it.

Further update on the life, times and trials of Frank West

Day 2, 3:30 pm: I got gassed by some cultists and they took my clothes. I'm going to miss those wresting boots. And I'd only just found the pink floral halter dress in my size. Siiiiigh

In other words, Dead Rising is still dead fun. Damned silly, but that is to be expected from a game whereby defending myself from fellow survivors is more of a trial than being caught in a mass of zombies. Case in point, a bunch of masked freaks in yellow rain gear (from hats to wellingtons) seem to be following this crazy priest (and shooting snuff pictures on the side). They take objection to my wanting to live un-eaten by zombies or being stabbed by cultists. THEY TOOK MY DRESS.

I do have a rather fetching kids' outfit on now, though, but still no shoes. I'm going to go find a sports store and chuck bowling balls at zombies until I feel better. Maybe they'll have sneakers, who knows?

Making plans...

It's gonna be my b-day, so I gots to plan (eeew, planning).

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Feminist/art question of the day

Is it just me, or is there something androgenous, nay, even feminine about the shape of Iron Man's chassy? (WINKWINKNUDGENUDGEBOOTY)

Hear me out on this. While I realize that short of giving the suit a codpiece, you'd have a hard time "sexing" it anyway, there seems something very anti-hypermasculinity about the suit. It's the legs that do it for me most, as they are model-shapely. The extra girth of the breast plate draws attention to the lean, hourglass shape of the torso through the hips. While the shoulders are broad, the thighs are not. The low-slung hip piece reminds me of nothing so much as those low-rise jeans that were so popular a little while ago (and the low-riding bikini underwear that went with).

Am I taking crazy pills or does anyone else see this? Maybe I've been confused by Samus turning out to be a girl. (I don't know how that would have happened as I never played the game where that was an OMGSPOILER).