Bow Before Your Boob-Stealing Overlords


[Ed: I think the above represents the Real Kevin D Williamson. Can"t find a picture of the dude with hair]

First article that you could say “Sorry, Hermione, you have a dick now” about and not be talking about fan-fiction

Kevin D. Williamson, National Review of the Transphobic Menace:
A New York State of Dysphoria

Oh goody, goody, goody. We have not covered brilliant biologist (author of the fabulous treatise on how manly sperm creates more boys) and winner of the Totally Believable Straight Person Disguise Award ten years running, Kevin D. Williamson in far too long here.

In fact, this is one of the posts that had me spinning my wheels a little bit, because there has been an outpouring of posts that were either deliberately calculated to push me past the breaking point of snark (mostly arguing that rape is totally fictional and all bitches lie about it, that torture was the A+ greatest thing and now the terrorists will win because we know about it, that black people totes deserve to be shot because they are intemperate in complaining about it, or just crowing on and on about how the latest election means that Obama is totes going to be Impeached any day now for insert made-up crime here) or prime meaty pieces of transphobic bullshittery responding to the slightly greater than average visibility of trans* voices of late.

And not wanting to make the blog an all-trans* or all incoherent rant blog, I instead chose total radio silence and getting sucked into my day job…

Perhaps I should rethink my concerns in the future.

But hey, for those of you who are worried about this turning into yet another episode of Ornery Aunt Cerberus eviscerating the transphobes, I must note that this is destined to be somewhat special.

After all, this is no ordinary trans*-fearing asshole turning to tired “biological” arguments based on a misinterpretation of an inadequate Health class ages past, this is Kevin D. Williamson, a man whose understanding of basic biology is second to none… because people with literally no understanding of biology can probably be trusted to be more accurate and pertaining to reality.

This is a man who literally believes you can make more boys by being ultra-manly and that the argument of Todd “Legitimate Rape” Akin was the work of of a shmot guy, donchaknow.

I’d compare his intellect to mold, but I fear I would be selling the protist and fungi kingdoms short.

So yeah, when he pumps himself up for the “well, you see the reality of biology is…” pose so beloved by ignorant transphobes it holds an extra degree of… well, I should really let you see for yourself.

Shorter (or the last port before Jungle):

  • In a world where we still fail to understand the definition of insurance, these little changes mean we’ll be thrust into an oppressive New York Times led dystopia where innocent God-fearing folks will be thrown in jail, innocent words will be brutalized in the street, and I may one day have to acknowledge the humanity of another person. WOE THE HUMANITY!!!!

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FromHereToVeritude, Dudes

I have no idea where this is gonna end up, but I can tell you where it began. I wanted to see if I could find any right wing reaction to the very classy behavior displayed by NewYork’sFinest™, during the funeral of their fallen comrade Rafael Ramos. I don’t know, but seems to me if you turn your back on a speaker invited by the family during the funeral of their son, you are doing it and many other things wrong


Police officers turn their backs as New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio speaks at the funeral of New York city police officer Rafael Ramos in the Glendale section of Queens, Dec. 27, 2014, in New York.(Photo: John Minchillo, AP)

Turning your back on the mayor for reasons that seem to pass the same difficulty in understanding as a belief that De Blasio was somehow complicit in the murder, or that he somehow tarred the cops in question by shutting down a plaything of theirs (stop and frisk) as well as impugning the sterling reputation of the “force” by having “the talk” with his biracial (African American) son. As I put it yesterday “Fucking bunch of pathetic winy assed wankers. A pack of princess’ who found too many peas under their mattress’ and Rudolph’s Red Nose piss in their cheerios.

Trust theses guys for anything but pocket pool prowess, when not gang tackling minorities…No.”

That is about all the respect that hijacking a funeral to settle a family grievance deserves…

Anywhoo my search has been somewhat in vain re wingnut reaction but I do have the following tabs opened. Front page of NRO and the Corner, and a couple of tabs from the American Thinker open. We will just have to see how long the oxygen supply holds up. In fact I am beginning to think that I should have donned a Navy Mark V diving helmut for this mission, at least running out of air would not be an issue.

Scrolling down the page at the corner I came across another wingnut caricaturist, who not unlike Max Boot was born in Russia,(What is it with these modern day Randians) his name is Roman Genn and he is deep, as you can see in his headshot.
The piece that caught my attention was this excrescence:


Just look at that for a minute. Really, look. What the fuck is that? Really, What. The. Fuck. Is. That.

Upon reflection it occurs to me that it might be a self portrait. At this point it is the only thing that makes sense. The rest of his work is, well, about similarly charming.

As should surprise no one he is a master of the Zeitgeist of Trope™. Warren as an American Indian (she “claimed” some Cherokee ancestry, so fair is fair-amirite?) is funny ’cause reasons. Using the headress of upper plains Indian tribes to make sure your audience of bug-fucked morons gets the picture. Perfect. So yeah fuckhead caught my eye but we must move forward.

At the stinker I cant help but find out about this amazing rash of Negroid Mob violence (says it right there in the title.)

Now an old InternetFriend came up with one of my favorite ideas regarding our responsibilities vis-a-vis the War On Christmas when she asked in the comment section one day nearly a decade ago “…if everyone had finished setting up their War On Christmas machine gun nests” (still kills me) Anyhow we were but a rag tag group that wanted to help in anyway we could. It seems that the war would have been over much sooner if we had known that the Blacks were gonna storm the barricades. I for one would have been there to provide covering fire.

Colin Flaherty just jumps right out to the gate with what is obviously his favorite, well not obvious, really, at all, Hobby Horse; Black Mob Violence. (Our crack team of forensic experts were finally after months of intensive testing, able to determine that the mixture of sweat, sawdust, blood and semen had once been the remains of a “hobby horse”.)

Holidays are a special time for practitioners and deniers of black mob violence. The Fourth of July, Memorial Day, Labor Day and of course New Year’s are among the most popular.

One prays that something that defines what a practitioner or denier of the Dark Arts of Black Mob violence will follow, but suspect that it is assumed I should know, and I am not sure how much of this rabbit hole I wish to plumb. Plus, the sense making, seems utterly lacking in the opening.

But not Christmas. Not usually. Not until this year: Black mob violence and resentment erupted across the country during the 72 hours before, during and after Christmas. And not the “carry signs and send out a press release” kind of political violence.

Is it just me, or does none of what pretends to be a “sentence” in the previous, possess any coherence or make a lick of sense. I mean I have surfaced now so that I can remove the face mask and replace that with my wingnut decoder glasses and still get nothing but questions. Does he mean that for three days before, three days during, and three days after Christmas that there was a spike in something related to the MobOfMudderers™ and their resentful ways, and if so, we still have about fifteen hours left before this reign of terror is over.

If I am charitable, and as there are not three days of Christmas, I must be, he meant the day and a half preceding and day and a half after. I’ll keep mucking the stall in search of the Unicorn of Understanding™. This …”carry signs and send out a press release” seems in want of something resembling citation or definition as well. Lurching forward toward oblivion we go:

This year’s Yuletide racial violence was more spontaneous. More deadly. More old school. Not connected to the recent political protests over Mike Brown, Eric Garner and fill in your favorite atrocity that racist police inflicted on black people For No Reason What So Ever.

I should not be one to talk about editors, ’cause we don’t have any, but for the love of god is there not an editor at the American Thinker? Can I set up a Janus Node with parameters that will file jibberish for me so i can get a lounge chaise on the deck of the WingNutGravyBoat? Examples surely follow:

Let’s start in a small town near Houston called Texas City, where hundreds of black people decided to celebrate Christmas Night at a party promoting “Hood Night.’

Near midnight, one of the patrons found himself in the parking lot, shooting a handgun. When police arrived, he was shooting toward the crowd and ignored orders to drop the weapon.

That is when Hood Night got real: The man with the gun turned towards police and they shot him dead. At least that is what the nightclub owner told local news stations after he reviewed the footage from his security cameras.

This stuff actually seems to read like, well, something that makes sense, though I am not sure how it supports his point as in this case the story ends with dead Black dude.

Off to Chicago, the day after Christmas: The Navy Pier hosted a holiday gathering called Winter WonderFest. During the party, 100 to 200 black people fought, raged, rampaged, destroyed property and fired guns.

In almost every episode in this report, people said guns were fired, but police said they were not. Unless someone got shot.

I’ll leave that without comment so we can move on to Andrew McCarthy who seems to know who is responsible for the Murders of the cops in Brooklyn. Imma gonna take a flying leap and guess that the guy who actually shot the cops is not exactly the culpable party in this case. I really had yet to open that one, and what meets the eye first thing is a picture of Al Sharpton. Lets see where this goes.

A week ago, New York City police officers Wenjian Liu and Rafael Ramos were murdered in an act of premeditated assassination by a man who was patently inspired by — indeed, was a documented participant in — a radical movement that has brazenly called for cops to be murdered.

I swear to dog that as long as they are yakking about Nig[CLANG]gers, Wingers like McCarthy are free to make shit up out of whole cloth whilst looking over spectacles, smoking a pipe and stroking their finely coiffed Viennese beards. Especially regarding as of yet unnamed dead Nig[CLANG]gers. Entire unnamed movements brazenly…Keep fucking that chicken, Andrew…Lets see what tendentious codswallop follows.

To be sure, not every radical in the movement is down for the cop killing, no more than every Islamist thinks jihadist terror is the best route to imposing sharia. But cop killing is undeniably an aim of a not insignificant part of the movement’s hard core, and a good many more members applaud it even if they would not carry it out themselves. Cop killing is thus a foreseeable, if not inexorable, consequence of tolerating the movement as a well-intentioned display of our commitment to free speech.

Really Francis?!?!? “…undeniably…” “…not insignificant…” “”foreseeable, if not inexorable,…” I gotta ask, are you an expert in the art of Roast Weasel and sauces derived from Weasel reductions?

This morning during my personal symphony in the key of B-Minor I left a great weight in the toilet. I think It will be know hereafter as the “Unnamed Movement” or “Movement without a Name” or “Movement that should not be Named” for it was prodigious.

Thoughtful commentators, including several at National Review, have been quick to assert that responsibility for the murders lies solely with the triggerman. As a narrow proposition, and in a strictly legal sense, that is true.

And in any other universe this would be where the column started and ended, but when you are a Plutocratic Fluffer, a reverse Hookah, if you will, or verily a penii milking machine, what follows must certainly include a “however”.

I cannot agree with it, however, if it is a statement, more broadly, that no culpability should be laid at the feet of the movement and those involved in it:

Round up the usual suspects of wingnut nightmares and you will get the picture.

Last but not least we get to some work I did myself this morning, starting with a screen grab and ending with a transcript. The focus of this one is an old flame, one Victor Davis HardoniForHapliticus Pornstashitus Hanson talking war in an old History channel Documentary on Ancient Greece:


Victor Davis HardoniForHapliticus Pornstashitus Hanson

Here he talks about what warfare was like during these times with sword plunges and spear thrusts…

“You’re dodging spears from men in front, and behind. You probably couldn’t
see or hear, all you would feel would be pressure. You wouldn’t see the sword
plunge that took one of your testicles off. You would not see the spear thrust
that took your head off. You would have no idea what was going on, just the momentum that carried you ahead. All you would be aware of is that you had to push forward and keep stabbing and keep on your feet, and you would hope that everybody else would do that.”

The ability of headless mono-testicled warriors to continue the pressure was at one time the most tightly guarded military secret in the world. No wonder those crafty bastards conquered the known world. They must have been a terrifying site to behold, the din of helmets lolling about, clanking against shoulder pads and other helmets. Anyhow the head pictured above was in the midst of mouthing those words.

Victor Davis HardoniForHapliticus Pornstashitus Hanson on Grecian Democracy:

“Every Athenian knew that he had voted to fight and that this reflected the
majority vote of the citizens and that was not true of the Persian. Whatever you want to say about Democracy, it fields the most patriotic, enthusiastic and often large armies.

And in HansonLand™ the last bit is the tiny thread that justifies the existence of Democracy. When it cries for blood it does so with a patriotic lather that makes a chairborne classicist toes curl, eyes roll back while he fills a silk stocking with milky promise.


Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animal

Prager sends us all a Holiday missive from his happy vacation home.

Dennis Prager, National Gift to Humanity:
There is a ‘Worst Sin’: Evil in God’s name

Happy belated Solstice everybody. As we approach the remainder of this holiday season, many of us have an increase in stressors and frustrating moments. Whether it be placating racist Uncle Steve so that your dear old mother can have an altogether happy Xmas memory, suffering through stampeding crowds of crazed last-minute shoppers as a retail employee, enjoying very occasional placations of your actual faith maybe, perhaps… well, they put a menorah on the Christmas tree, so, that’ll just have to do, you sinner, or enjoying a Very Disowned Xmas meal dinner, the Holiday season is not always the festive occasion the relentless advertisements strewn about the web (and in that boring analogue world) make it out to be.

Now, some of us may be lucky in that we’ve got somewhere to go and have actually pleasant interactions with people we love or at least a sweet week or two of vacation time to burn.

But for the rest, I bring you an extra gift to get you through this blizzard of forced merriment and cheer.

Shorter (or the last port before Jungle):

  • Ugh, you know what the worst is? Asshole religious types who will gleefully dump all their hate and violent actions on some higher power to avoid responsibility. I mean, let’s look at the Christian Bible, it doesn’t say, be good and loving, unless you can really delude yourself that God really hates those bastards over there…. um… wait… what words are coming out of my mouth right now? Uh, not me, I’m talking about filthy muzzies and atheists who don’t even follow the Christian Bible! Yeah, that’s the ticket. Ah, cognitive dissonance, you bail me out once again.

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What happens when OctoPlexipii™* Have a Baby

This one is about Psychological Projection. Media Matters has named bow-tied, bespectacled hack for the ages, George Will, their misinformer of the year.


That’s the putz, right there, just look at it. He has had quite the year, what with the Global Warming Denialism, His multiplicity of Bootstraps-R-AllYouNeedNiggers commentary, and one of the Biggest Howlers of the year regarding rape accusations. This is a line that struck me in ways that had not occurred to me before. It is almost like he was unwittingly attempting to give a whole new level of meaning to “It’s always Projection”:

“[W]hen they make victimhood a coveted status that confers privileges, victims proliferate.”

In that one line, separated from any reference to rape, is a distillation of every stinking oleaginous center of the thinly tough-guy-veneered wingnut screech owl and howler monkey alike.

Half (or more) of the entire wingnut foundation lies on their special status as victims; of the gubmint, of Black people, of that menacing shadow in the alleyway. Have there ever been a more pathetic bunch of wingers terrified of anything that does not agree, accede, comport, or look like themselves in the history of ever? (Probably, but given the nature of modern technology we just see so much more of it.)

These are the white people who are convinced that they are discriminated by black people. These are the ones that scream foul about infringement of their first amendment rights when someone happens to challenged any factless, innumerate, or historically inaccurate bullshit that seeps from their maws.

These are Republicans, wishing they could take credit for a crown of thorns unworn, who revel in suggesting that they have been lynched when oddly enough rope burns (or ligature marks) seem oddly absent from their necks and seem to remain ambulatory in the aftermath.

*The only result of that unholy union that I can imagine is a projectiplex that might actually allow light to escape an event horizon.


Sadly, Truelarious!

[UPDATE on comment related program activities]
It seems that our new spam filter was designed to kill discourse and as I don’t want to parse a ream of php fucking code to edit the line that would unblock the cocks, er comments I have turned it off. Sorry about the inconvenience and more so about the lost witty banter that might have transpired otherwise. Special thanks to PupMax and OBS for alerting me to the issue.


I Know I have run across Matt Bors before and will definitely be keeping closer tabs, This one got a laugh out of me this morning and is to my mind a definitive example of the axiom that “Brevity is the soul of Wit”.


Many more where that came from.


A MurderDome™ Sized Dewlap Bag Stuffed with Ass

Was hanging out with some old friends at an old haunt when I was introduced to this gleaming shiny bleach-mouthed paragon of Wingnuttery, a member in good standing of the All your Uteri Are Belong To Us™, Division. For those of you that don’t make it regularly over to Mother Jones I present to you: Rick Brattin.


I cant think of any particular amendments to make to the image as it is almost a joke unto itself, invoking in my mind black lit velvet Elvii from the 70′s, those huge eyed paintings from the 60′s and ultimately a Rear window tintstrip of the Eagle crying with a flag background on a pickup truck festooned with yellow ribbon magnets and bedecked with a pair of TruckNutz (a pair of which I caught in the wild recently with a friend who had been previously unfamiliar with the concept, which got away before I could get a picture, but I digress.)

Anyhoo, this lovely young man has somehow managed to become a state Rep in the Show me State of Missouri and has a really good idea. Dig it, ladies, and Gents, he wants to mandate that women who are about to obtain abortions (apparently still legal and available in MO.*) obtain the permission of the sperm donor before the procedure can take place. Now in the case of “legitimate rape” she can forgo this necessity as though the burdon of proof, oddly enough seems weighted on her. Incest, also, too. Here he mansplains his version of the meaning of “legitimate rape”:

Brattin adds that he is not using the term “legitimate rape” in the same way as former Rep. Todd Akin (R-Mo.), who famously claimed that women couldn’t get pregnant from a “legitimate rape” because “the female body has ways to try to shut the whole thing down.”

“I’m just saying if there was a legitimate rape, you’re going to make a police report, just as if you were robbed,” Brattin says. “That’s just common sense.” Under his bill, he adds, “you have to take steps to show that you were raped…And I’d think you’d be able to prove that.”

*Apparently I was only half joking:

Missouri is home to only one abortion clinic, based in St. Louis. Each year, legislators target the clinic with dozens of new restrictions. In 2014, the GOP-controlled Legislature approved a bill requiring women seeking an abortion to wait 72 hours between the initial consultation and the procedure. It’s the longest abortion waiting period in the county.

One clinic located on the edge of the state, under constant assault. Check.
The logic that follows is well, just special

A group of Democratic lawmakers in Missouri found the onslaught of anti-abortion bills so ridiculous that in 2012 they introduced a bill to ban vasectomies except to save the life of a man. If conservative male lawmakers imagined jumping through hoops to obtain reproductive services, the thinking went, they would see the absurdity of their anti-abortion crusade.

Not Brattin. The father of five says that his recent vasectomy was the inspiration for this bill.

“When a man goes in for that procedure—at least in the state of Missouri—you have to have a consent form from your spouse in order to have that procedure done,” he says. “Here I was getting a normal procedure that has nothing to do with another human being’s life, and I needed to get a signed form…But on ending a life, you don’t. I think that’s pretty twisted.”

What I think is twisted is that you didn’t think that having your spouse sign off on the procedure was a ridiculous violation of privacy and think about doing something about that. I might add that spousal agreement in this case makes at least some kind of lizard brained sense, where as your sperm donator protection act seems not to require any spousal involvment at all.

But then we get to the punchline, which should surprise none of us:

A spokeswoman for Planned Parenthood of the St. Louis Region and Southwest Missouri, a group of clinics that perform vasectomies, says that there is no law in Missouri requiring a man to get another person’s permission for a vasectomy. Individual providers sometimes require a patient to have his partner’s consent. (Planned Parenthood of Missouri does not.) Brattin saved the document his wife signed and intends to share it with other lawmakers when it comes time to promote his bill.

Maybe he can see if he can get the Jar with Santorum’s abortimiscarriage child for show and tell as well.

From his Bio:

Rick was born in July 1980 and grew up in Greenwood, Missouri where he graduated from Lee’s Summit High School. After graduating, he worked in the construction industry until September 11, 2001. He then joined the United States Marine Corps where he served for six years as a Noncommissioned Officer. Since then, Rick has been owner and operator of a family construction company and tends a 40-acre farm in central Cass County north of Harrisonville.


If a Wingnut Prick Bleeds, Does it You?

Wishes he could be a man and not just a Simulacrum of one.


Unlike our Hero below. Actually there may be a few “heroes”…

We’ll Start with a comment held up in moderation…Talk about an easy mango harvest…So DroolingToolHandsInPantsEightBallInCornerPocket Iron Guardsman starts thusly:

They are always talking about how over crowed our schools are, well Obama what do you think you just done to the school systems.

Starts as a love note to the President and one wonders (Hey Obammer, good to see you bud) how in the hell someone so eloquent as to completely cockblock what was gonna be some delicious snark I had planned for this bit in only the second sentence, knows that Obama spends a considerable amount of time reading this blog and thus this message would reach its target, is beyond me, but then Horatio there are things in heaven and earth…

How many will sit in class all day and can’t even speak a word of English.

Or write a proper sentence, spell, cohere,…Mr Guardsman does earn points for something resembling retention and demonstrates a mastery of Regurgitation.

Just where do you think jobs will come from for 5 million illegals, that’s millions more that will be on food stamps and every other give away that’s out there.

As Far as the Jobs are concerned, they already have them and truth be told most of them work harder in one day than your sorry ass toils in a week, and that is me being generous, my dear friend.

And as usual the American tax payers will have to foot the bill.

Dude as far as the generous givaways and food satrapamps that yer hardly-earned tax monies is for payin’ look no further than your white trash neighbors, or the ones two blocks down and possibly some of your fellow guardsmen and women who are hoovering up the vast majority of welfare in this country. And once again, the question must not only be asked, but begged. If these ingrates have it going so fucking good, why have you, Mr Guardsman Sir, failed to purchase a ticket for a ride on that lavish GravyTrain™? I understand that they have a main office on EasyStreet™ where they are practically giving tickets away.

This comment is a longish one so let see what else sticks in Iron Man’s craw.

We have had laws all along about immigration, that you ignored. That was the only problem with immigration, no one would follow the law and deport them as they crossed our borders like a bunch of cattle.

If a hanging curveball was an unhittable pitch, this sonofabitch would have a couple of bookshelves laden with Cy Young Awards. Did they use to “deport” cattle from Kansas City to the Chicago Stockyards?

I’ll leave the rest as an example of “‘Tis better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.”

Now you have caused our country to be over run by millions of illegals, a lot of them are rapist and murderers and every kind of #$%$ there is.They are still coming here daily, because you have failed to do your job and have blocked anyone that wants to do what should be done. This stupid move by our dictator of a president will destroy our once great nation.I did not vote for you and that is the reason, you do not know a damn thing about running a country, you have never listened to anything the American citizens wanted for our country. For some reason you think you know what is best for us and we are suppose to just go along with your idiot ideas. If this POS is not impeached he will bring this country down before his last and final term is up.Obama you are a disgrace to this country and to black people also.You have gave our country away to a bunch of illegals and want us to be happy about it. Well i want everyone thats illegal to be deported, they broke the law, and i want our borders closed down tight and guarded to keep anyone else from crossing our borders illegally ever again. If you want to come to America, do it the right way.

In order to be a fully functioning member of the Wingnut Tribe requires the balancing of so many Psychoses as to reduce a Cirque du Soliel Juggler to tears.

For some reason this morning that Brick and Mortar favorite of ours The Conservative Treehouse pooped into my head, so I think that a trip yonder way might find some Nut-ricious delights. Totally forgot that they were keeping it real, helping fill the void left behind by Andrew Breitbart. Again the Masthead


Yeah, Uhm, Er, Treehouse…Check. Breitbart, uhm…check. I could goof on that all fucking day long, I mean just examine the absurdity, let it wash over you and then climb the ladder into some certain to be boilerplate Winger Bilge with an oily sheen of Racis…Hell, every ism that does not kindly appoint its utterer.

To be as fair as a blood-spattered be-fanged lunatic left winger can be, the site is actually called The Last Refuge. But with a URL of one can’t help but point and laugh when faced with the banner. So on to the HaterAde™. While the the current post at the top is a bunch of God Botherin’ stuff and bible quotes (washes the stain of hatin’ right on down it does), the one that follows starts thusly and is sure to be a Rejoice-a-thon MRA style:

Via Daily Caller – When Ryan, a University of Virginia student — described in the widely-discredited Rolling Stone article on campus rape as “Randall” — told Jackie he was not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship with her in September 2012, he says “it did not go over very well.”

I think we are about to see the wind up and delivery of some serious “Bitches be Crazy” heat coming toward the plate…Actually not. In order to find some actual yakking I had to hit a link that quoted more of the DC and then another Read More link leading to the DC article itself. Blooging be easy over there. Lets check under the next pile and see if a Unicorn stabs us in the eye.

Friday’s Portland “School Shooting” Was Gangbanger Violence – One Suspect Arrested…

Posted on December 14, 2014 by sundance

2014 Modern Media Disclaimer: The story you are about to read is true; all events happened as described in mainstream media; however, the races have been removed to protect the narrative….

Portland, Ore. — A suspect in a shooting that wounded three students outside an alternative high school was arrested early Saturday in what appears to be a gang-related attack, Portland police said.

There we go, everything written before the words Portland, Ore. are composed by his slickness and not at all racist misoginious Mr Butch, I mean Sundance. The rest is Cut and Paste of the article and while the comments are a hoot I can see why we don’t visit this space very often. I hope that coward Mr Dance has a fucking day job.



Don’t know how many of you have been enjoy-a-cringing the current season of Newsroom, Aaron Sorkins latest vehicle about Aaron Sorkin, but I promised to stop watching at least four times (halfway through the first episode I was like “not only is this bad, but where exactly is it going, and can we get a fucking continuity cop on site, stat”.) Now I was only made aware of the return of Newsroom by a post that Spocko had made at Digby’s place.

I enjoyed the first two seasons (first most) and was happy that it was on again. Now it is like watching a slow motion thing wherein somehow a clown-car (the VW bug with 20 clowns within) managed to take over the controls of a train (don’t ask me how, it just works as an image in my mind) that finds itself out of control and headed in the direction of a baby animal farm.

The most recent episode has been panned far and wide as an example of horrible television, primarily due to the way it deals with a storyline involving a rape victim, wherein Sorkin (sole writing credits) Sorksplains™ why the rape victim should not have set up a website naming her assailants. The analysis of that particular fail has been taken care of far better than I could. Jezebel, AV Club, The Guardian, Vox, The Atlantic, and many others did just that.

What seems to keep drawing me back into the show is a fascination at one, a complete lack of self awareness by the show creator, and two, just what the fuck are they trying to accomplish. The show is all over the place and I only found out yesterday (after vowing to watch only one more episode, that there was only one left.

It was clear that most of the cast was well aware of the fact before I was, because it seemed like someone migh have set up a phone bank and comfy chairs and trays of bon bons on set. The only way they are gonna be able to wrap up the series in one episode is going to require the unpacking of every treacle laden cliche that has ever entered anything resembling a story in hollywood at its worst, and someone with more powers of giving a shit about it than I should really come up with a drinking game and prepare to take the following two days off.

On to other shit, much cooler shit, in fact, this:


Of course the Usual Suspects were up in arms. Post comes to screeching halt because while trying to catch up with some of the Usual Suspects I was caught in this web cast by VDH:

Some of the public may think that the lessons of Michael Brown — and Trayvon Martin — are that it is unwise to commit a crime and then assault an officer, or confront a stranger in the rain and slug him in the head and get into a tussle, given that such targets may be armed and may respond with deadly force. But I think critics would privately respond that in Al Sharpton’s America both cases instead advise to take the beating and do not dare use a firearm for self-protection from assault on the chance the attacker is unarmed. In retrospect, Zimmerman might have preferred to have been “whoop-assed,” or Wilson preferred being slugged than to become lifelong targeted pariahs…

h/t Roy

One of the things I love about the Aliens shows on the History Channel aside from the guy with the hair, so crazy and earnest, that it makes you want to become a believer, is the reliance on “Some say’s” and “May’s” to support the most tenuous of argument, and here Victor comes galloping right out of the gate using the same formula.

I’m not sure exactly what you get when you mix slippery slopes with argumentum ad absurdum, and a healthy dollop of terrified white privilege, but i am thinking that it looks alot like that paragraph or pretty much everything Hanson has written.

Yesterday I went traipsing through the wayback machine to see what if anything of the old SadlyVerse I might be able to recover and I found some stuff:

And some old faves and at the top of the list will be this font of ButtSmugly:

From his latest, a bit about Landrieu’s chances today, this is dropped into an od graph about halfway through the piece.

An analogous situation arose last month over the Keystone XL pipeline, which billionaire global warmists oppose and the Obama administration has delayed. The House had approved multiple bills that would authorize construction, but despite bipartisan support, as Fox Butterfield might say, soon-to-be-former Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid refused to allow a vote.

On second thought I should have gone with this picture instead:


I think if we launch an exhaustive search, we will find that all of these “billionaire global warmists” are hiding behind polyps in Taranto’s colon. And who the fuck is Fox Butterfield anyway?


But Nobody Bleeds for the Hack Writer

And while this article is a bit older, the fact that it was written during Ferguson where people were being harassed and beaten by cops for daring to be upset that their children were being casually murdered with little to no repercussions is just the icing on the fucking cake for how myopic this shit is.

Bobo* Brooks, The Old Grey Corpse:
Why Partyism is Wrong

Hey everyone, listen up!

Bobo has a very important problem he wants to share, one deathly important to humanity at large and a huge swath of ill-done and oft-oppressed people. Yes, our brave narcissist is stretching himself for once, showing great empathy for what is truly a national tragedy. One whose pain is all but ignored by even the most fierce social justice paladin.

You may wonder what group has so tragically slipped through the cracks of even the most conscious parts of our society? Well…

It’s right wing think tank hacks.

Well, not right-wing think tank hacks who are happily employed, receiving huge buckets of money to comfort the comfortable and afflict the afflicted. No, no, what breaks Bobo’s heart is that there may be no place left for the next generation of talentless blowhards and sociopaths who trusted the wingnut welfare system to be there when they graduated college with zero information learned and nothing but an extensive trust fund and a VP chair in their daddy’s company to support them. And now, they are forced to get real jobs, one’s that may even look askance on a collegiate career of being a constant bigot and doing nothing but wingnut welfare “work”.

Truly, no other group has been so betrayed and disempowered!

Shorter (or the last port before Jungle):

  • Snff. It’s just not fair that companies and academic institutions aren’t overrating complete hacks anymore simply because they’ve spent their time waging war against actual work and academic endeavor! Sob. And like that’s literally the worst oppression like ever. People shouldn’t judge people by qualifications, because that’s discrimination. Oh no, that sounded too close to being something almost sane, so let me expand on that to note that people shouldn’t judge people by their politics in everyday life and interpersonal relationships, because it’s all a game anyways and doesn’t have any real impact on anyone’s life… well, not anyone that matters, anyways. Like that’s the worst bigotry that ever bigoted!

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Praise the Fallen

~Shall I stand as a total stranger? On this day in this stone chamber?~

Counting the dead… nay, counting the dead who have been murdered… no, counting the dead who have been murdered because of who they fundamentally were is sadly a yearly tradition for trans* people. It shouldn’t be. I mean, given how small of a community we are and how specific that situation is, it shouldn’t really be a thing, much less an annual thing. Much less an annual thing that involves a list of dozens and often hundreds of names, all snuffed out in hate crime after hate crime, striking home like the deaths of unarmed black men and boys by cops. The Transgender Day of Remembrance that we hold vigil for every year in the trans* community shouldn’t exist. In an ideal world, it wouldn’t. But instead, we live here, so we gather and refuse to let those so casually erased be forgotten.

You can see part of the list of names for this last year on the TDOR website and see the appalling truncation of so many men, women, and non-binary individuals lives (especially in Brazil. WTF Brazil. W. T. F.) for the dumbest and most senseless of reasons. And what makes this year strange is that the name I’m mourning most is not a name that’s even on that list. In fact, it’s probably the closest to an antithesis of the usual end for trans* individuals you can get (dying in old age, after a long disease, cared for in final days by a long-term romantic partner, and fondly eulogized).
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