“The Domino’s commercial started me down the right track towards understanding my aversion to all things ranch. I didn’t accept ranch as the answer right away. I subjected it to rigorous analysis. Some Harvard level shit you might have heard of called “social science.” It’s like science, only you do it however you want.”—Another Word for Evil
“Amid a four-act show at Cardiff’s packed Millennium Stadium, a video interlude carried images of destruction, global warming, Nazi dictator Adolf Hitler, Zimbabwe’s authoritarian President Robert Mugabe — and U.S. Senator John McCain. Another sequence, shown later, pictured slain Beatle John Lennon, followed by climate activist Al Gore, Mahatma Gandhi and finally McCain’s Democratic rival Barack Obama.”—
Everyone is talking about Michelle, but I think the most important part of the DNC was Donald Miller’s prayer. Miller is not a pastor; he’s a popular writer who represents a new generation of Evangelicals who grew up with the materialism and politicization of Christianity in the hands of corrupt fundamentalist leaders, soulless megachurches and the shallow Christian culture factory. They have developed a revulsion for everything that 2-issue (gays and babies) Christianity means in America today, and they are not voting Republican anymore.
The religious right is more powerful than ever, but it is crumbling. Quickly.
“It’s frustrating to have read Fukuyama’s work and to find it almost universally misrepresented. The end of history did not mean the end of conflict. It meant the end of an over-arching ideology to rival market capitalism. Fukuyama was wrong to miss Islamism. But he isn’t wrong to see Islamism as such a melange of nihilism, ressentiment, and violence that it has no chance at succeeding, even though it can do a huge amount of damage as it fails.”—Sullivan
Video games are one of his favorite escapes, and if he wants to play them, no one is going to stop him. This is especially true of girlfriends or potential girlfriends. “If I want to play video games, I’m playing video games,” he says.
in the way two women have chosen to portray me (much more Melissa’s account of our sixth breakup than Chaya’s story, as I loved Melissa and we hurt each other deeply) I’ll let them speak for themselves. For my part, I won’t be dealing with this in public. We’ve seen what that can lead to: book deals.
“There’s nothing specific about rock n’ roll that leads to drugs. If accountants worked for only two hours every few days at the same pay, one could guarantee a drastic jump in their drug and alcohol abuse. Most of us have 9-to-5 jobs and can’t afford to do drugs because of our responsibilities. How many readers have the time to smoke crystal meth this weekend and stay awake for 36 hours? Close to none (except for college students). It is not an accident that college students, with plenty of time on their hands, have a reputation for heavy drinking and drug use. Students don’t mysteriously mature from age 22 to 23 and stop drinking. They get jobs, which increases their time cost of drugs and alcohol and leads to lower usage.”—What Motley Crue Can Teach Us About Drug Legalization
"Sting. Sting would be another person who’s a hero. The music he’s created over the years, I don’t really listen to it, but the fact that he’s making it, I respect that. I care desperately about what I do. Do I know what product I’m selling? No. Do I know what I’m doing today? No. But I’m here, and I’m gonna give it my best shot."
“Proprietary software subjugates the user. It’s an injustice. And the idea that it’s good to get people using computers regardless of everything else is shallow and misguided. It’s better not to use computers than to use proprietary software.”—
What of the “Martian” problem? If we should ever discover and make contact with beings from other planets, could they be said to have the rights of human beings? It would depend on their nature. If our hypothetical “Martians” were like human beings — conscious, rational, able to communicate with us and participate in the division of labor — then presumably they too would possess the rights now confined to “earthbound” humans.
But suppose, on the other hand, that the Martians also had the characteristics, the nature, of the legendary vampire, and could only exist by feeding on human blood. In that case, regardless of their intelligence, the Martians would be our deadly enemy and we could not consider that they were entitled to the rights of humanity. Deadly enemy, again, not because they were wicked aggressors, but because of the needs and requirements of their nature, which would clash ineluctably with ours.
The Thing - Serrano says, “Independent.” Man, whatever. He’s a Jewish New Yorker who has never written for Commentary. You have to assume he’s a Democrat until proven otherwise. (Not a socialist. He was able to get the security clearances test pilots would need in the 50s/60s.
Silver Surfer - Serrano, somewhat shiftily, says his “cosmic power would appeal most to Neo-Con Republicans.” Which is a massive cheat, since he’s supposed to be telling us what the Surfer’s own politics are. Dude: the Surfer’s a hippie. He dropped out of the war (finding planets for Galactus to eat) and tried to bring peace and love. Of course, recently he’s gone back to finding planets for Galactus to eat, so, Yuppie I guess.
“The future-slang has got to stop, people. I mean, it was fine when it was just “grife” and “sprock” in the pages of Legion of Super-Heroes, and even when Joss Whedon himself was replacing actual curses with Swearproximations™ on Firefly wasn’t terrible, as it allowed characters to express intense emotion without going through the hassle of network censorship. But between Jim Shooter’s attempt to make anything with four letters that is not actually a word into a 30th-century obscenity and Fray’s annoying hab of abbreving her words three times in every sent with a cadence that would be embarrassingly hokey in Back to the Future Part 2, my urge to punch the future in its cybernetic face is getting stronger than ever.”—
“It’s pretty funny that you can talk shit. You are probably a mother fucking cross dresser with a peg leg. Knowing the circumstances…you probably are having a bad hair day so you have to bash Tila’s beauty cuz you one ugly ass bitch who is used to being gang banged by a shit load of faggots. Stop being such a crab and get offa peoples nuts alright.”—TILA TEQUILA MySpace Blog
Why does Chuck Klosterman always feel the need to lead his readers down a path and then pull the carpet out from under them? Today’s example:
All of these people have opinions, and most of them are equally valid. Or Not.
From five-minute search through the Esquire archives:
Isn’t everything wholly overt? Actually, no.
But the answer gets at the very nature of knowledge. Sort of.
We can do it without even trying. Except that we can’t.
I’ve seen them all, kind of.
It feels like our society is having a debate over what is true and what is false. But this is not the case.
The Lester Bangs of Video Games Sorry, that was misleading. There is no Lester Bangs of video games.
The Hand Inside the Dolphin Is the Hand That Rules the World. But that metaphor’s useless.
We understand that you are trying to open our eyes by describing the surface of a thing, then suddenly cracking it open to reveal the “real” thing in a “gotcha” moment, but excessive use of this narrative device makes you look like an enormous cameltoe.
“Beginning in the early 1940s, a large anti-pinball movement gained steam across the country, resulting in its banning in a number of locations. Much of the opposition to pinball stemmed from the belief that it was a game of chance, and thus a form of gambling. The introduction of the flipper in the late 1940s was important not just as a key component of what people today think of as pinball, but also because it brought a new level of control and skill.”—History’s Top 8 Pinball Games - Popular Mechanics
“Ruby Tuesday’s viral gimmick raised the restaurant’s profile, temporarily rescuing it from apathetic obscurity and providing its cobwebbed site with its first few hits. However, it’s unclear whether this renewed recognition of the company’s existence will lead to consumers trusting an admittedly, if repentantly, bland eatery with “upscale” menu fare, even if Ruby Tuesday sweetens the deal with “soft, abundant napkins” and “new server uniforms.”—Something Awful