How does this woman get paid to write again?

camille.jpg

Above: 1990s pop-intellectual Camille Paglia,
still doing that thing she does


Holy crap:

Hillary, her shrill voice much improved and lowered through brutal overstrain, has certainly gained confidence and performance skill on the campaign trail, but I still don’t trust her. The arrogant, self-absorbed Clintons have shown their unscrupulous hand to all who have eyes to see. Yes, Hillary may know the labyrinthine flow chart of the Washington bureaucracy, but her peripheral experiences as a gallivanting first lady scarcely qualify her to be commander in chief. On the contrary, her constant resort to schmaltzy videos and cheap entertainment riffs (“The Sopranos,” “Saturday Night Live”) has been depressingly unpresidential. Is this how she would govern?

Actually, yes. Mrs. Clinton does indeed to spend her first 100 days in office appearing on late-night comedy shows and filming campaign ads.

Continuing:

All that canned “softening” of Hillary’s image would have been unnecessary had she had greater personal resources to begin with. Her cutesy campaign has set a bad precedent for future women candidates, who should stand on their own as proponents of public policy.

First Hillary was a man-hating closeted lesbian who hurt women by making them look like power-hungry ball-smashers. Now she’s an unserious feminine softy who makes all chicks look wimpier than the goddamn Snuggles bear. Next week she’ll try to morph the two personae into a man-hating lesbian Snuggles bear incarnation of some kind; perhaps she could film commercials teaching us how to use fabric softener to keep our leather dominatrix gear extra, extra soft. Who knows! Whatever happens, Camille will hate her.

This, though, is money:

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky will always hover around Hillary like ghostly baggage.

Is it possible for Salon to somehow refund me the three seconds I spent watching their Site Pass ad?


Gavin adds: You know, imagine it’s 1991, the year Sexual Personae: Art and Decadence from Nefertiti to Emily Dickinson came out in paperback. Subtract seventeen years, and it’s 1974. It’s 1991 right now, and we’ve been listening to this woman say the same things, over and over, since 1974.

No, think about it: We’re listening to, like, Jesus Jones doing ‘Right Here Right Now,’ and Paglia has been talking since Yes’s Relayer album came out. Would anybody have put up with that then? Wouldn’t somebody long since have remarked, “Hey, okay, that Relayer — stop playing that old stuff already, man; that stuff is so old“? Because honestly, it’s really gotten quite a bit past fresh at this point, hasn’t it?

Plus, if you want to get really scared, reflect on the fact that the manuscript for that book was completed ten years earlier. We’re talking The Beach Boys Christmas Album, relatively speaking.

 

Comments: 193

 
 
 

Susie Bright’s essay on Paglia is choice.

 
 

How does this woman get paid to write again?
In unmarked, small-denomination, non-sequential banknotes.

 
 

Um, Nubile?

Do I mis understand that word?

Lemme go look it up…

mikey

 
 

Oh shoot, sorry, it’s missing the last page. Basically it tells the story of Bright’s meeting Paglia, why Bright initially really liked her, and how Bright gradually became totally disillusioned with Paglia’s dishonesty and meanness.

 
Trilateral Chairman
 

Mikey: Just got back from the dictionary myself. Nope, it means exactly what I thought it meant, and Paglia is a nut.

 
 

a man-hating lesbian Snuggles bear incarnation of some kind
Oh noes, it is the return of Mr Bath Bear and mariogeorgenitrini111!

 
 

I want to be upset by Paglia, really, I do, but I also don’t want to give her what she’s after, which is to mean something to someone, somewhere.
She doesn’t speak for anyone, have any influence or relevance, or add any value to anything. Her whole thing at this point is just trying to be noticed, so she tries to provoke the people she feels ignored by.
She’s basically Rush Limbaugh with a vagina.

 
 

Paglia reminds me of Jonah Goldberg, carelessly slinging words around to see the effect. Maybe I haven’t read enough of her work, but what I read was pretentious and divorced from reality.

 
 

Camille: World, would like to sit down and have a coffee with me?
World: Are you going to talk?
Camille: Yes, I plan on regaling you with a synthesis of Dionysus, underground lesbian fiction in 19th century France, Japanese Harajuku culture and the Baader-Meinhof gang.
World: Fuck off, Camille.

 
 

I want to know why Fred Hiatt gets paid for anything.

 
 

Playboy interview with Camille:

http://privat.ub.uib.no/BUBSY/playboy.htm

Great read. She’s delusional.

 
 

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky

In the same sense, perhaps, as “compassionate conservative” or “innocent and peace-loving America”…

 
 

It’s all a bit misunderstanding, everyone thinks they’re hiring John Hiatt for a singalong, and Fred turns up instead talking about WMDs.

But everyone’s too polite, so they all say nothing. They just sit there, staring at the carpet.

 
 

I want to know why Fred Hiatt gets paid for anything.

It’s all just a big, awkward misunderstanding. They thought they were hiring John Hiatt, then Fred turns up and starts talking about WMDs.

 
 

The Queen of the Faux Fifty-Cent Words strikes again.

Dear. Sweet. Jesus.

 
 

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky

If only this were really true of twenty-something careerist women.

 
 

maybe she means nubian.

 
 

Molly Ivis said it best “An egocentric raving twit.”

 
 

During the deathly dark February cold and snow when we really start getting eager for the arrival of Spring, we read a bit of Camille and thus remember to stock up on bug repellent.

 
 

the fact is, Ann Althouse aspires to be Camille Paglia.

 
 

She’s basically Rush Limbaugh with a vagina.

True, except the h8trz are laughing *at* her, not *with* her. And there are those rumors about that modifying clause, which I and most of the lesbians I know would dearly love to believe because, well, don’t lesbians have enough problems in America without being blamed for Camille Piglia?

Furthermore, I have the horrible suspicion that ‘nubile, exploited ML’ is supposed to be a sly academic jape upon “stately, plump Buck Mulligan”, because that is the sort of thesis-happy hew-more with which Pseuds like Paglia think themselves very cleverific.

 
 

“what’s a nubian?”

 
John Witherspoon
 

no, mikey! Nubile means young and attractive. Monica is now neither.

 
 

I wonder if she’s up for a threesome with Ann Coulter?

 
 

I never thought of Lewinsky as exploited. I guess it makes sense. The wingnuts did exploit that one for all it was worth.

 
 

Speaking of old old things you didn’t want to hear any more:

Bring on the Nubiles.

 
 

Paglia is clearly just mad that Hillary refuses to reply her to cutesy love notes anymore.

 
 

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky

It’s like “stately, plump Buck Mulligan” but in backwards universe.

According to Camille Paglia’s list of The World’s Top 10 Disco Classics,” the world’s number one disco classic is “Flashdance…What a Feeling.” That’s right, of all the dance songs that have been made since the label disco became generally applied to them, she goes with the slow, glowing dream. And on her list, she truncates the title. You’d think she’d get the name right if it’s her choice for the world’s number one disco song.

 
 

And I see that Anne Laurie has already made it to tower at Sandycove.

 
 

For your consideration:

Ages at which Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky began their affair: 48 and 22.

Ages at which John McCain and Cindy McCain first “met” (i.e., committed adultery): 43 and 26.

I’m just thinking it might be a good idea to start speading this meme.

 
Beavis and/or Butthead
 

Heh, you said “titi”

 
 

“what’s a nubian?”

Google is your friend

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nubians
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lesbos_Island

 
 

[Corrected egregious mathematical errors in the Gavin-adds…]

 
 

According to Camille Paglia’s list of The World’s Top 10 Disco Classics,” the world’s number one disco classic is “Flashdance…What a Feeling.”

She’s wrong about that of course.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=um2Lxambevc
But, after reading the article, I fail to see what else she got wrong.
Sure she uses big words, sorta like cutting and pasting from thesaurus.reference.com, but she is writing from Philadelphia. You gotta give her credit for that. Anyone who would willingly go to Philadelphia deserves some props.

 
 

Randall – Google is your friend, actually:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0118842/quotes

 
 

gbear said,

March 13, 2008 at 4:37

Speaking of old old things you didn’t want to hear any more:

Bring on the Nubiles.

I would have posted it if you hadn’t already.

Rox!

 
 

I was totally into Camille Paglia’s writing…when I was fourteen.

 
 

“She’s basically Rush Limbaugh with a vagina.”

Or, the left’s answer–not that anyone asked–to Ann Coulter.

 
 

Dammit. You liberal fascists censored my nym link.
Next you’ll be calling me Austrailian.

 
 

“Is this how she would govern?”

One more thing: I find this is to be in especially bad faith. Who “governs”? The President proposes and executes. Even Bush, for all his operatic ineptitude, did that. Congress “governs” when it makes laws.

The phrasing of this is uber-pretentious and, therefore, baloney.

 
 

Randall – Google is your friend, actually:

eeew, Chasing Amy, Kevin Smith’s worst movie. starring Not-Matt-Damon.

Are you from Hollywood?

 
 

New details emerged Wednesday about the call girl at the center of the prostitution scandal engulfing New York’s governor, with a newspaper report identifying her as a 22-year-old aspiring musician from Manhattan.

I know a few 22-year-old aspiring Occupational Therapy assistants who are just as “qualified” as the girl we’ll call “Kristen.”

They don’t make 5K an hour, but I swear to yahweh, they should, and she shouldn’t.

What 22-year-old aspiring anything is worth this? Elliot Spitzer’s entire career, including perhaps the Presidency, is worth fucking a 22-year-old aspiring musician? No offense to the party involved, but couldn’t the same be picked up almost anywhere in Manhattan for a few good jokes and a wad of Franklins?

Must suck for her. That music career is absolutely not happening.

 
 

The phrasing of this is uber-pretentious and, therefore, baloney.

heh. That’s some serious wannabe pkb.

 
 

You kidding? She’s all but a lock for the next Playboy and the Howard Stern and the like publicity tour, if she’s truly as lacking in self-respect thanks to an unfortunate upbringing where she was quickly reduced in her own mind to a piece of meat asthe article suggests.
Plus, she doesn’t come off as especially bright.

 
 

mmmmm, Gates of Delirium.
Thanks, Brad.

 
 

mikey said,
March 13, 2008 at 3:43

Um, Nubile?

Do I mis understand that word?

Lemme go look it up…

So what did you find? Mean what you thought? The smoking hot nekkid girl hugging Conan’s foot in a Frazetta painting? Or what it really means?

John Witherspoon said,
March 13, 2008 at 4:34

no, mikey! Nubile means young and attractive. Monica is now neither.

Wow, guess you won’t be voting for a female presnident, eh?

 
 

The fact is, the fact is.

 
 

Now don’t go all asshole on me now.

I’ve spent a lot of time with hookers. And strippers. And the nexus.

It is NOT something that they do when they’re bored.

It is that tragic combination of a life crisis and a fuckhead willing to exploit it.

It’s hard, scary work, no different in its way from house cleaning or kid sitting.

Exposed, unprotected, exploited, buffeted by different forces, it’s crap. You willing to try it? You willing, for that matter, to understand how she ended up there, what she had to do to swallow her pride, and what a few hundred bucks in a single NIGHT might do for her situation?

People I care about have had to make their living that way. People I care about have had to put aside EVERY FUCKING THING they thought they might ever be and make their living as a hooker. Ask yourself about that.

If it came down to it. Survival, hard, scabbed over and ugly.

What would you do? Could you do it?

Could you leave it all behind.

Go ahead, judge the girls that didn’t feel they had a choice. Does it make you feel better? Becuase many of you are just a few bad breaks away from having to make some very hard decisions.

Hope you all sleep well tonight…

mikey

 
 

a different brad said,
March 13, 2008 at 5:36

You kidding? She’s all but a lock for the next Playboy and the Howard Stern and the like publicity tour, if she’s truly as lacking in self-respect thanks to an unfortunate upbringing where she was quickly reduced in her own mind to a piece of meat asthe article suggests.
Plus, she doesn’t come off as especially bright.

Not sure who you are responding to bd, but since your comment is under mine and this backward blog hasn’t yet updated to proper comment threading software, I will answer.
You kidding? Paglia in Playboy? And the Howard Stern? Piece of meat asthe article suggests?
Plus, you dont come off as especially bright.

 
 

I’m sure you’ll be answering all night, Randall Byrd.

But why?

 
 

“Her cutesy campaign”?? Doesn’t this bitch have a Thesaurus?

If I were her, I would have said “Her perfidious perfunctory pish-posh campaign”. English 101.

 
 

You kidding? She’s all but a lock for the next Playboy and the Howard Stern and the like publicity tour, if she’s truly as lacking in self-respect thanks to an unfortunate upbringing where she was quickly reduced in her own mind to a piece of meat asthe article suggests.
Plus, she doesn’t come off as especially bright.

If that’s a 7 diamond Emperor’s Club special, I not only question the Governor’s judgment, but the entire media empire upon which careers are built.

A 7 diamond Emperors Club call girl should sit in the first row during SOTUS arguments, preferably in Clarence Thomas’s lap. She oughta be a finalist on the next Iron Chef, simultaneously blowing Alton Brown and sauteeing a penguin. She should be servicing the entire trapeze troop in Cirque d’Soleil LIVE at the Hartford Civic Center.

Think of the best sex you’ve ever had, and imagine this 22-year-old aspiring musician making it ten times better.

I think I need more vodka.

 
 

mikey said,
March 13, 2008 at 5:48

Now don’t go all asshole on me now.

Dude, don’t go all bugfuck crazy on me now.
Your war is over. Trust me on that, its been over for 40 years.
That whole “Me so horney” thing was just a movie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRR8Y0axNvU
Cowboy didn’t actually die.

 
 

Oh yeah?

What kind of pie do you like, Randall?

Give us the details…

mikey

 
 

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
March 13, 2008 at 5:51

I’m sure you’ll be answering all night, Randall Byrd.

But why?

Alcoholism, probably. What’s your excuse?

 
 

mikey said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:00

Oh yeah?

What kind of pie do you like, Randall?

Give us the details…

Warming up for another dramatic exit, mikey?
Don’t let the door hit you…

 
 

Mikey- I didn’t mean to call her a piece of meat. I was trying, I guess unsuccessfully, to say sort of what you much more effectively said, not that she reduced herself but that she drew an unfortunate hand and found herself in a context where the people around her reduced her and effed with her.
If she tries to make a career out of this, I stand by calling her not so bright. If she tries to live it down and live her life, I stand happily corrected.

 
 

“Her perfidious perfunctory pish-posh campaign”.
Pish, posh, said Hieronymus Bosch.

 
 

It can be a hard life, DiffB. You get that, I know.

Not so bright is a condition a lot of us have to struggle with. Just looking for a safe place, a decent meal, a roof. And maybe a family, something a little bit more.

The right decision is frequently sacrificed to a pragmatic necessity. And if some exploitative prick happens to be there at the right time, then it’s all easy money and another hard hit to your self esteem.

It’s life on the fringes, without a net, and lots of us had to figure it out. It doesn’t mean a whole lot…

mikey

 
 

I’ve spent a lot of time with hookers. And strippers. And the nexus.

It is NOT something that they do when they’re bored.

It is that tragic combination of a life crisis and a fuckhead willing to exploit it.

It’s hard, scary work, no different in its way from house cleaning or kid sitting.

I too have always considered maids and babysitters whores. Seriously, bitches, get a real job in web-page design or something.

 
 

Probably a class thing, mikey, but while I am sympathetic to high price call girls, I tend to save most of my empathy for streetwalkers. I imagine it’s almost entirely a class thing, in fact, since while I am also sympathetic to professional women exploited by their bosses my heart goes out to minimum-wagers cleaning toilets. I’m not particularly proud of this, but it’s something I’ve never been able to shake.

 
 

Byrd. You’re a coward, an idiot and a prick.

In that order.

You realize that most people on this board are disgusted by you, right?

If that makes you happy, you just keep spewing your venom. Because you’re just pathetic. And if you think it’s just me that thinks so?

You’re even more pathetic…

mikey

 
 

I love the Relayer album. Their best work.

 
 

I know enough to not pretend I really know. And I know that that’s not a substitute for knowing. And you know that I know that Gary knows that…

 
 

Camille Paglia looks like Frankie Avalon on a bad day.

 
 

a different brad said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:03

Mikey- I didn’t mean to call her a piece of meat. I was trying, I guess unsuccessfully, to say sort of what you much more effectively said, not that she reduced herself but that she drew an unfortunate hand and found herself in a context where the people around her reduced her and effed with her.

Yes, the poor dear had no choice, she was manipulated by evil people, because, obviously, women are incapable of making their own life choices. Bad men run everything.

 
 

Because honestly, it’s really gotten quite a bit past fresh at this point, hasn’t it?

Well, that solves that mystery.

I had been wondering why Paglia’s writing reminds me of an ad for Summer’s Eve.

 
 

If it came down to it. Survival, hard, scabbed over and ugly.

What would you do? Could you do it?

Could you leave it all behind.

Go ahead, judge the girls that didn’t feel they had a choice. Does it make you feel better? Becuase many of you are just a few bad breaks away from having to make some very hard decisions.

Well, I’ve been there. Not making 5k a pop, but homeless, gay, and ex-fundamentalist. More people than you would guess have, and more people would given the same circumstances. There are lots of things that you will do if you think you don’t have anywhere else to go. I’ll bet even the highest paid hookers don’t think of it as a career or an identity. So there you go, maybe it’s different and maybe it’s not.

I still say that they biggest schmucks are the bank that called the IRS and the federal agents who devoted the resources to tracking a freaking prostitution case. This girl might think that a big Playboy spread is the best thing to ever happen to her and she might wish everyone would leave her alone. In all the rush to protect her from the big mean adulterous governor though, it doesn’t seem that anyone asked her if she wanted her name kept out of the papers.

 
 

mikey said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:13

Byrd. You’re a coward, an idiot and a prick.

Dude, you’re the one calling maids whores.

In that order.

You realize that most people on this board are disgusted by you, right?

I’m disgusted with most of the commenters here. So what? Go ahead pile on in your idiot groupthink way.


If that makes you happy, you just keep spewing your venom. Because you’re just pathetic. And if you think it’s just me that thinks so?


After the things I’ve seen, nothing can ever make me happy.


You’re even more pathetic…

Speaking of pathetic, how dou you feel about these college angst bands with numbers in the names?

 
 

After the things I’ve seen, nothing can ever make me happy.

Heh. Makes me smile.

 
 

I’ve been a maid and a whore, actually. I can speak to this. There’s not as much difference as you might think. Both are incredibly exploited, and the less legal the circumstances of their employment, the more exploited they are. Frankly, I consider both honest work people–by which I mostly but not entirely mean women–wouldn’t do if they had much of a choice.

 
 

The fact is, if the answer is either Ann Coulter or Camille Paglia, you’re asking the wrong question.

 
 

Mikey, you’re speaking truth. This Randall asshole is on a sugar high that’s got him bouncing off the ceiling and he’s about a dozen time zones ahead of us. When we’ve all gone to bed he’ll be gloating about what a hero he is for shutting us all down. He’s wasting a perfectly good afternoon right now. He’s too sick to argue with so scroll past his tantrums. We aren’t his primal therapy facilitators. Mikey, keep being cool. We’re fans. Past bedtime for me here so good luck & g’nite.

 
 

Frankly, I consider both honest work people–by which I mostly but not entirely mean women–wouldn’t do if they had much of a choice.

I agree. I was going to say more, but i don’t really have much more to say. I’m going to follow gbear’s lead and call it a night.

 
 

D. Sidhe said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:35

I’ve been a maid and a whore, actually. I can speak to this. There’s not as much difference as you might think. Both are incredibly exploited, and the less legal the circumstances of their employment, the more exploited they are. Frankly, I consider both honest work people–by which I mostly but not entirely mean women–wouldn’t do if they had much of a choice.

Sigh. When will women finally rise up and take what is rightfully theirs? Seriously, they get it coming and going, male bloggers goof on Hillary and then they goof on Paglia. Then they goof on some whore. A girl just can’t win.

 
 

Righteous Bubba said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:32

After the things I’ve seen, nothing can ever make me happy.

Heh. Makes me smile.

I knew it would, you are very predictable.
But seriously, If you’d seen the bloodshed and the carnage i have seen… well, it best not to discuss.

 
 

gbear said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:36

Mikey, you’re speaking truth. This Randall asshole is on a sugar high that’s got him bouncing off the ceiling and he’s about a dozen time zones ahead of us. When we’ve all gone to bed he’ll be gloating about what a hero he is for shutting us all down. He’s wasting a perfectly good afternoon right now. He’s too sick to argue with so scroll past his tantrums. We aren’t his primal therapy facilitators. Mikey, keep being cool. We’re fans. Past bedtime for me here so good luck & g’nite.

pedestrian said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:43

Frankly, I consider both honest work people–by which I mostly but not entirely mean women–wouldn’t do if they had much of a choice.

I agree. I was going to say more, but i don’t really have much more to say. I’m going to follow gbear’s lead and call it a night.

Quitters.

 
 

Poor Randall. Poor, poor, poor Randall. Working at McDonalds, oppressed by the fat housewives, with no idea of how to deal with his unhappiness and his acne and his virginity except to spout pseudo-clever banter at his intellectual betters and declare victory every time someone responds (or might be responding) to his dishonest babble.

We’re all here to help, Annie.

I mean Randall.

 
Lakeesha Shaidle
 

What a strange photograph of Harlan Ellison. Has he been sick?

 
 

By the way. Yes. Paglia is a twit.

(I AM being nice.)

(And there’s your opening, “Randall.” Talk about how all the Sadlynaughts hate women because we are critical of Paglia. We’re here for ya, buddy!)

 
 

What a strange photograph of Harlan Ellison.

That’s a dangerous vision right there.

 
 

I haven’t read much Harlan Ellison, but I met him once. I was at a comic book shop to get Neil Gaiman’s autograph and I was waiting in line and I started talking to Ellison – he was “the other guy” that was there to meet the fans and was largely being ignored – and he was crazy about Gaiman’s work, and I mentioned to Ellison that I had read the issue of Hulk that he did but I hadn’t read any of his other work, and we talked about that issue of Hulk and we had a very pleasant talk and the whole time I was talking to him, I wanted to ask, “Are you really Harlan Ellison? I always heard you were a DICK!?!?!?”

 
 

Hoosier X said,
March 13, 2008 at 6:51

Poor Randall. Poor, poor, poor Randall. Working at McDonalds, oppressed by the fat housewives, with no idea of how to deal with his unhappiness and his acne and his virginity except to spout pseudo-clever banter at his intellectual betters and declare victory every time someone responds (or might be responding) to his dishonest babble.

We’re all here to help, Annie.

I mean Randall.

Poor predictable sockpuppet, shoving the moist chum into her chubby underemployed cheeks.
You probably already have one of these, but you might want to get another, Samantha.

 
 

I know working at McDonalds can be very frustrating, Annie. I mean Randall. I know you don’t really mean it when you lose control and start babbling like that.

I’m here for you, honey.

Let it all out.

 
 

SamFromUtah said,
March 13, 2008 at 7:05

You can never get a straight answer from a wingnut.

Claver shit there, chuckles.

 
 

Uh-oh, I’ve been namestolt!

 
 

Hoosier X said,
March 13, 2008 at 7:08

I know working at McDonalds can be very frustrating, Annie. I mean Randall. I know you don’t really mean it when you lose control and start babbling like that.

I’m here for you, honey.

Let it all out.

I tire of insulting you and your insults are lame. So how do you feel about these college angst bands with numbers in their names? Sexist pap? or just pap?

 
 

I haven’t read much Harlan Ellison, but I met him once.

The writing is really fun or really really awful. He certainly writes like a dick, but we all have our moments.

 
 

“I still say that they biggest schmucks are the bank that called the IRS and the federal agents who devoted the resources to tracking a freaking prostitution case.”

pedestrian, I used to live in Seattle, and it is safe to say that SPD is the most worthless police department in the world, think the Keystone Cops meets FEMA type of thing.

Well, we were kinda resigned to all of this, to the point where when my car got broken into for the 17th time in a row, we would not even call anymore…

Then one day a story comes out that SPD had been running a sting operation in a famous strip club for 25 straight days, where 17 undercover officers were getting lapdances and monitoring if any inappropriate touching or propositions take place… end result I think was that a couple of girls got busted and justice was well served!

what killed me, though, was that at the end a few of the younger officers wanted to have their pictures taken with their favourite strippers… kinda cute…

 
 

SamFromUtah said,
March 13, 2008 at 7:13

Uh-oh, I’ve been namestolt!

Yeah, ain’t it awesome? Now Gavin will come by and delete all my posts and call me australian. Typical lliberal facism.

 
 

Barack Obama’s pastor: “Hillary ain’t never been called a nigger

But his campaign isn’t being focused on race, suurrrrrreee.

According to Obama’s pastor
a) Jesus was black
b) Rich white people run everything (which is their code for “Jews”)
c) Barack Obama is like Jesus

Obama’s black supremacist/anti-white pastor is going to sink his campaign.

 
 

But his campaign isn’t being focused on race, suurrrrrreee.

Barack Obama’s pastor does not work for his campaign.

 
 

Gary Ruppert said,
March 13, 2008 at 7:25

Barack Obama’s pastor: “Hillary ain’t never been called a nigger”

But his campaign isn’t being focused on race, suurrrrrreee.

According to Obama’s pastor
a) Jesus was black
b) Rich white people run everything (which is their code for “Jews”)
c) Barack Obama is like Jesus


Gary you dumbfuck racist dumbass, Jesus was black, rich white people do run everything and Barak IS Jesus.

 
 

Peppered Rotted Walrus with Whisked Machines

Ingredients:
2 bunches walrus, grudgingly grated
3 gallons beautiful machine
1 gorgeous carrot
7 bags fish tentacle
1 pound garlic
7 pinches garlic

Pick over the ingredients sobbingly and discard excess plaster of paris. Place the walrus into a small bowl. Use a food processor to mash the carrot with the machine. Stuff the resulting goo into the walrus. Scramble the fish tentacle, garlic, and the garlic hugely. Smush everything together dumbly. Abandon for 29 hours. Serves.

 
 

Okay, might have gone overboard on that last bit…

 
 

Barack Obama’s pastor has recieved hundreds of thousands of dollars from Barack Obama.

If Obama didn’t agree with these racist rants, he should ask for his money back.

 
 

Barack Obama’s pastor does not work for his campaign.

If there’s one thing Obama’s race – or at least the conservative reaction to it – has taught us is that Obama is responsible for every single think all black people everywhere do, and unless he denounces each and every one – from Farrakhan’s creaky record to the absolute shit that was Prince’s work post, let’s say, The Symbol Album – he’s a worse racist than Strom Thurmond and Jesse Helms and Trent Lott combined. Plus, he’s fooled black people. I don’t know what he’s fooled ’em about, but apparently – and this is according to white conservatives, who have a thumb on the African-American community, buddy – he’s fooled ’em something fierce.

I don’t know how he finds the hours in the day, myself.

 
 

If Obama didn’t agree with these racist rants, he should ask for his money back.

And then you’d vote for him, right?

 
 

But seriously, Barak is 1 pound garlic.

 
 

Camille Paglia has surfaced here a couple of times. I read the Playboy interview and…. meh… she’s a narcissist much like Megan, only smart. I haven’t read much of Camille, bit and pieces here and there. There is no substance to her. She is just one vast ego, fascinating yes, but nothing more to it than that.

That seems to be who we are ruled by. The narcissists, the sociopaths and the whores. I don’t know, maybe viewed from a distance, say from Mars, that is how things should be. I wish I knew the answer to that question.

The dangerous thing about Camille is that she gets some things right here and there. It is all in service to her ego, orbiting around planet Paglia of course, but it is what differentiates her from Megan. Megan rarely gets anything right.

And Mikey – you nailed it. Exactly the right tone, but you always do. I wish I could right was well as you… naw… not really. I’m more visual. I’m not the wordsmith y’all are here.

Randall BTW, just loves him some pie. I have it on good authority.

 
 

b) Rich white people run everything (which is their code for “Jews”)

This is awesome. What’s the coded “their” really mean?

 
 

Gary Ruppert said,
March 13, 2008 at 7:31

If Obama didn’t agree with these racist rants, he should ask for his money back.

Your momma should ask for her money back from the obstetrician, you miserable dumbass gob of shit. Go soak your head in walrus meatloaf.

 
 

And then you’d vote for him, right?

Of course not.

A vote for Obama is a vote for Osama. Let’s face it, the terrorists want us to cave in and elect a weak President who will give up the War on Terror.

As well, Obama is a racist candidate who has benefited his entire adult life from affirmative action

 
 

It’s Barack’s fault that my book didn’t get published.

 
 

noen said,

Randall BTW, just loves him some pie. I have it on good authority.

Whatever floats your boat, honey. I know its all about groupthink here.

 
 

Of course not.

Then, shut your hole, you pea-brained twit. You are weak.

 
 

Really? I thought “rich white people” was code for Ken Lay, George Bush, and Dick Cheney. Almost positive none of them are Jewish.

Is someone collecting Bubba’s recipes? ‘Cause I would so pay for a book of those.

 
 

Is someone collecting Bubba’s recipes? ‘Cause I would so pay for a book of those.

That’s a great idea!

I wish he’d put up more recipes for pie, though.

 
 

Relayer has Yes’ best song: Soon

To liken that album to a deranged crone like Camille HAG-lia is an insult to prog…

AND YOU SHALL ATONE!

 
 

Is someone collecting Bubba’s recipes?

They’re all computer-generated. Download the program and I’ll send you the necessary files and you can make your own with a button-push.

Drinks module coming soon!

William F. Buckley Jr.’s Clumsy Tequila Smoothie

Ingredients:
1 teaspoon stallion sweat
4 ounces tequila, salted
4 pints awkward umeboshi vinegar, dependably sauteed
3 pinches placid civet hoof
5 pinches garlic
3 gallons sugar

 
 

RB – I downloaded the program, and would love to get the recipe files.

I like pie!

 
 

“abandon for 29 hours” is the best instruction ever.

 
 

Hanx!

 
 

“abandon for 29 hours” is the best instruction ever.

Hey, I actually chose “abandon” as an option. Time length is random.

 
 

Peppered Rotted Walrus
It would not at all surprise me to find that in an Icelandic cookbook. Garnish with seaweed and consume with alacrity.

 
 

You know, this seems like a way better method to accomplish a random conspiracy generator than most of those already out there. (I use a magnetic poetry-style set I designed myself, but it’s sort of limited and every year or so I need to print out a new sheet of updated nouns.)

 
 

Drinks moving slowly…

Isaac Asimov’s Dead Rice syrup Parfait

Ingredients:
3 ounces bunny milk
4 cups conspicuous rice syrup
1 rose wine
5 splashes extracurricular shrew leg
4 tablespoons basil
1 gallon vanilla

 
 

OT, except that we’re discussing public narcissists, Salon has an interview with Chris Hedges, author of both War Is A Force That Gives Us Meaning and the new I Don’t Believe in Atheists”:

For Hitchens, it’s about a performance, and that was true when he was on the left. He hasn’t changed. It’s all about him. It’s all about being a contrarian. He reminds me of Ann Coulter, he’s that kind of a figure. He’s witty, and he’s funny and insulting. You know I debated him, and in the middle of the debate he starts shouting, “Shame on you for defending suicide bombers!” Of course, unlike him, I’ve actually stood at the edge of a suicide bombing attack. That kind of stuff is just … it’s the epistemology of television. They make a lot of money off it, but it’s gross and disgusting and anti-intellectual and not at all about real discussion.

Do you think Hitchens really believes what he writes?

I think he’s completely amoral. I think he doesn’t have a moral core. I think he doesn’t believe anything. What’s good for Christopher Hitchens is about as moral as he gets.

(Plz exsqeez if I crufted teh thread, it looks okay in preview but I no can has HTML skillz. At least I’m only derailing the littlest pie magnet.)

 
 

You know, this seems like a way better method to accomplish a random conspiracy generator than most of those already out there.

Yeah. There’s a plot generator that I think is pretty fun:

Indexering Unpleasant Silences
Your protagonist is an unpleasant indexer named Claudine. Your antagonist is a tired furnace engineer named Quentin.
Claudine and meet in a drunken ice-cream shop. Quentin is tired of being tired and well. He knows that Claudine is neither tired nor well. Claudine is only after one thing: hurts. Quentin needs to get hurts. But how? And where? The cheap furnace engineer takes the silence from the exotic indexer. Claudine becomes more unpleasant. Anyone else would have understood laughter.

 
 

Feeling better yet, Randall?

It hurts to see you in such pain.

 
 

Seeing Gary in pain (which is every moment of his delusional, miserable life), that don’t hurt.

It’s kind of a restorative.

 
 

Okay, off to eat cookies with only trace amounts of lynx tentacle in them.

 
 

This blog has had a ‘Gary’ for quite some time. Who is its ‘Minge’?

 
 

I am very much relieved that Randall has calmed down and seems to be getting some much needed rest.

 
 

The Spritzer, under pressure
1 part leaving political life concentrate
1 part whore
1 part muppet

Schenectady

Pour into a tall ignominious fall, add tiny umbrella and discuss how used was his wife and how this helps all women especially Hillary Clinton and maids and babysitters.

His wife, in a dark suit and a brightly colored scarf, looked off to the side of the podium, occasionally glancing up to reveal deep circles beneath her eyes.
http://www.boston.com/news/nation/articles/2008/03/13/under_pressure_spitzer_resigns/

 
 

The doctor says that our Randall is much more coherent now. Why, here he is! Feeling better?

 
 

Thanks Anne Laurie. I’m paying attention to this thread:
http://crookedtimber.org/2008/03/11/respecting-religious-believers/

So I skimmed the thread.
There is a Philip K. Dick short story; the title escapes me at the moment. The central plot device was a weapon from another planet. This weapon was delivered to the victim’s homes, and worked by luring and ultimately trapping them in a task which was fulfilling in the short term, but ultimately endless… as I recall, it involved two teams of mannequins, one team besieging and one defending a kind of table-top sized castle, with the victim intervening on one side or the other, to the point of ignoring the outside world.
I don’t know why this comes to mind right now.
Perhaps I should spend the next 5 hours searching through Wikipedia and Google, trying to find the title of the story, and in the process arguing with one or two benighted people who are introducing errors into the Intertubes.

 
 

So, are Vitter and Craig going to resign?

Oh. Wait. They’re Republicans. The Republican Party has so much blood on its hands that a mere sex scandal is scarcely worth mentioning.

 
 

The resignation will be effective at noon Monday. Lieutenant Governor David A. Paterson, a state legislator for 22 years and the heir to a Harlem political dynasty, will be sworn in as New York’s 55th governor, making him the state’s first black chief executive and the first who is legally blind.

http://www.boston.com/news/nation/articles/2008/03/13/under_pressure_spitzer_resigns/
Oh. My. God.
A blind negro running New York!

Look, i don’t know about you guys, all worried about how whores and babysitters are treated and all, but this is big freekin news, A blind negro will be running New York! How will that impact Obama?

Great jeebus on a cross of salt, has the media been notified?

 
 

you liberals are all the same. yep, all the same.

 
 

JasonC said,
March 13, 2008 at 9:34

you liberals are all the same. yep, all the same.

You know, its people like you who give merkins a bad name.

 
 

Smut Clyde said,
March 13, 2008 at 9:26

Thanks Anne Laurie. I’m paying attention to this thread:
http://crookedtimber.org/2008/03/11/respecting-religious-believers/

So I skimmed the thread.

Yeah me too. Boring ass thread, eh?


There is a Philip K. Dick short story; the title escapes me at the moment.

There’s a PKDick story about everything, isn’t there? That guy was a genius.And you know, I’ve read that story, back when i was fighting in the war, and i can’t remember it either. PTSD you know, all i can her now is

 
Rugged in Montana
 

But seriously, If you’d seen the bloodshed and the carnage i have seen… well, it best not to discuss.

Mall Ninja??? Is that you, Mall Ninja??

 
 

Wakka wakka Randy,,,

 
 

Rugged in Montana said,
March 13, 2008 at 10:30

But seriously, If you’d seen the bloodshed and the carnage i have seen… well, it best not to discuss.

Mall Ninja??? Is that you, Mall Ninja??

I know you are funnin, and unlike some others i have a sense of humour about by time in the military, I was there on the penguin killing fields in the Falklands, dude, i saw the bloodshed in that Doom tournament in the neighbors basement. I’ve met a whore, so don’t fuck with me –
I was here for this-
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2489063867852674257
So don’t fuck with me, cuz I’ve been there, man.

 
 

owlbear1 said,
March 13, 2008 at 10:40

Wakka wakka Randy,,,

Oh look, another sockpuppet shows up with a witless comment.
Shouldn’t you be cleaning the stove or something, the housewife’s job is never don and all.

 
 

Oh Randy I’m sorry life has treated you so poorly that you have to beg for attention by calling people names.

Of course we all know how the internet has been a godsend for losers like you…

Wrapped safely in the warm glow of internet anonymity.

Wakka wakka,… Randy.

 
 

owlbear1 said,
March 13, 2008 at 11:22

Oh Randy I’m sorry life has treated you so poorly that you have to beg for attention by calling people names.

Of course we all know how the internet has been a godsend for losers like you…

Wrapped safely in the warm glow of internet anonymity.

Wakka wakka,… Randy.

heh. Look fatso, I’m gonna say this once and once only. Don’t feed trolls.
Continue and i will taunt you and talk about how stupid and fat and dumb you are. I’ll mention all the other stupid things you have said over the years. I will continually point out that you and gbear are sockpuppetting each other. Eventually I’ll dance about naked on your idiot internet grave.
Don’t fuck with me, I’ve been there, man.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CCOSWkrmb1E
I’ve been there!

 
 

Type all you want Randy. Squeal, Holler and insult to your hearts content can but mirrors will still be able to see through all of it.

And so can we Randy….

 
 

wakka wakka Randy.

 
 

Hey, owlbear1! Howya doing?

Always nice to run into another one of the sock puppets and engage in the groupthink.

What are we all agreeing on today?

(Aside from recognizing that Randall is a total douche. Which is, in truth, way too obvious to really be considered groupthink.)

 
 

There our ya go, Randall. Have some fun with that. Take out your agression on me and leave those oppressive fat housewives alone for a while.

You’ll feel a lot better after some witless ranting.

 
 

I totally agree with everything Hoosier X said.

 
 

Me too.

 
 

the housewife’s job is never don and all.

Tell that to Don’s wife…

 
 

Oh, darn! How did those two get out? I was saving them for a special occasion!

 
 

I’m bottom. Give it to me baby.

 
 

You bitch.

 
 

The whole “lets make fun of homos” thing isn’t working for you all.
Might want to give it a rest.

 
 


Tell that to Don’s wife…

Fuck off already.

 
 

Who knew that ranting on the streetcorner, shouting and waving arms, muttering and fighting with yourself, could be reproduced on the internet?

 
 

I see Randy has spent a productive evening. Or day for that matter.

 
 

dude we are homos

 
 

I meant to emphasize the word “are” but I just woke up and I don’t have much enthusiasm yet

 
 

Susan of Texas said,
March 13, 2008 at 13:49

Who knew that ranting on the streetcorner, shouting and waving arms, muttering and fighting with yourself, could be reproduced on the internet?

Sad innit? Don’t you wish we could all have derivative blogs to goof on NRO and Jonah?

 
 

S,N! writes about Angel? I had no idea. Oh, wait. It doesn’t.

Where’s your blog? Or can’t you say anything but insults?

I’ll catch you later. I have to get kids ready for school, and your mom will need to check her e-mail before work, probably.

 
 

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said,
March 13, 2008 at 13:52

I see Randy has spent a productive evening. Or day for that matter.

Yes, its a drunken afternoon/evening. I can see why you are jealous.

 
 

Randy, impersonating people now?

The mirrors are still there and you can’t escape…

 
 

I am curious tho

Are you a convict or a Liberty University student?

 
 

Susan of Texas said,
March 13, 2008 at 14:00

Or can’t you say anything but insults?

heh, nothing like a good pkb, eh?

I’ll catch you later.

Don’t let the door hit you…

 
 

I’m leaning toward a LU generally because convicts generally don’t have this much free time.

 
 

oi

 
 

But do they have this much access to computers?

I’m guessing house arrest for graffiti.

 
 

graffiti?

That would entail the risk of getting caught. Randy is not that brave.

Randy is obviously the type for whom the question, “What did you just say?”, is the start of long litany of groveling…

The Internet is much safer…

 
 

Has Camille broke any ground since “Sexual Personae”?
I thought all she does now is write snarky articles.
Have I missed something?

 
 

I, for one, am glad to see Randy posting. If he is here, it follows that he is not elsewhere possibly procreating. A boon for the entire planet–wouldn’t you agree?

 
 

Has Camille broke any ground since “Sexual Personae”?

She didn’t say anything in that book that Nietzsche or De Sade didn’t say better, and probably more entertainingly.

 
 

To get things back on track:

PAGLIA: Men do look at women as rapists.

And it’s the feminists who make men look bad, right. (You may accuse me of taking this out of context, but the context is even worse)

 
 

Even Jesus hates Clinton.

 
 

Job well done. I have not really been able to take Paglia seriously since 1991 🙂

 
 

And I wasn’t religious in 1991!

 
 

Thank you, S,N! for this wonderful opportunity to bash Paglia. (notice I’m not thanking Salon for, you know, paying her to write tripe on a monthly basis…)

Current scuttlebutt — a frail reed in this mercurial race —

Is there such a thing as “obsolete scuttlebutt”? Has anyone ever referred to a “sturdy” or “stout” reed outside of a philharmonic woodwinds section?

…the vast rural and small-town heartland…

Camille Paglia, brought to you by the Department of Redundancy Department!
Rugged in Montana hails from the narrow rural heartland!
Gary is from the big-city heartland!

“Media misogyny has reached an all-time high,” screeched the National Organization for Women in a press release titled “Ignorance and Venom: The Media’s Deeply Ingrained Sexism.”

It’s moments like these that I realize self-awareness isn’t universal among human beings. Otherwise, published media columnists would never describe NOW as “screeching” when they decry media misogyny. What next? Saying that NOW is “weeping” over claims of unfairness? Maybe they’re “hysterical”? Or will Camille and others simply say that, periodicly, from time to time, NOW has to lash out in irrational anger?

(My gender philosophy is fully detailed in “No Law in the Arena” in “Vamps & Tramps.”)

It wouldn’t be a Paglia column without at least one plug of her own work. I’ve got a checklist, and “plugs own work” is right below “claim to be a femnist while bashing women”, and just above “take cheap shots at Hillary’s age/appearance”.

…their bony Pilates arms, their immobilized faces and simpering smirks, and their vapid, perky voices.

Umm… Pilates builds muscle tone. Immobilized faces can’t smirk or simper. (and ‘simpering smirks’ goes up there with ‘current scuttlebutt’ or ‘frail reed’) Vapid is the opposite of… heck with it! If the right-wingers can say it, so can I! Cammy, if you want to live & work in this country, learn frikin’ English!

 
 

176 comments and only two defenses of Relayer? It’s a great record. Patrick Moraz adds an entirely new sound to the band and Roger Dean’s cover is another departure. While Gates of Delirium is overwrought, Soon and Soundchaser are excellent. I saw them on the original Relayer tour and saw them perform Gates on September 7th 2001 at Jones Beach. Jon Anderson concluded the performance by saying “I don’t know what’s crazier, that we can still perform that song or that you still want to hear it”. Of course the week after that everything got crazier…

 
 

I am posting this posting to cancel out one of the posts in defense of Relayer. Opposing a positive posting about Relayer is perceptibly my point. I may post again later.

 
 

Ivins review is indeed totally awesome & apt.

 
 

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky will always hover around Hillary like ghostly baggage.

Personally neither Monica Lewinsky nor Hillary Clinton are my type, but I do know people who would jump at a chance to have threesome with Hillary Clinton and Monica Lewinsky.

 
Duros Hussein 62
 

Nubile, exploited Monica Lewinsky will always hover around Hillary like ghostly baggage.

Heh. Thought that said hoover.
True story.

 
 

Relayer is unsurpassed and Soon is not a song, it is the closing section of Gates of Delirium and only works as such. Set in the context of being the calm after 17 minutes of turmoil makes it a thousand times more poignant than it can possibly be on its own.

That this album isn’t consistently in the top ten of the best albums of all time says all about the hegemony of three-chord Rock. Don’t get me wrong, there are some three-chord masterpieces out there, but any music listener’s palette should extend to both the grandiose and the simple, not just one or the other.

 
Duros Hussein 62
 

Oh. My. God.
A blind negro running New York!

Well, maybe we’ll get some decent tunes anyway.

 
 

Is that the water buffalo variation of nubile? Just wondering. I let my subscription to Salon lapse. I wrote a letter explaining. One of the things is why they keep this sad sack on the payroll. Of course I think Joan Walsh(editor) sucks too. The stable of writers is a bit swaybacked, and the direction of the site is Politico meets Cosmopolitan.

 
 

I wish Paglia would go back to writing about how date rape is a beautiful, natural expression of explosive male sexuality, or something.

 
 

Hmmm, wasn’t it Ms. Paglia who railed against idea that young women were “exploited” when they had consensual sex with men? That women should get over the “victim” mentality and embrace their eroticism? Seems to me that’s what ML did… and methinks that if ML had had sex with anyone but a Clinton, Camille would be going “Booyahh! Have at it, grrrrlll!” But because Camille has become so twisted around herself with hate for the Clintons, suddenly poor Monica is “exploited”….

 
 

I don’t have the time or patience right now to read through this post or the comments, but when I saw who it was about all I could think was “Oh jeezus fucking christ.” I believe that’s all there is to say.

 
 

P.S. — Anytime anything is posted about this insufferable self-promoting gasbag, Molly Ivins’s classic rebuttal, as linked above, should always be an accompaniment.

I too continue to grieve for the loss of that particular national treasure, the Unsinkable Molly Ivins.

 
 

Immobilized faces can’t smirk or simper.

Perhaps not, but there are some things that can be both immobilized and active. Paglia’s intellect has been immobilized for many years, but still produces a steady stream of drivel.

…when I saw who it was about all I could think was “Oh jeezus fucking christ.” I believe that’s all there is to say.

That’s pretty much true.

 
 

Don’t read anything Camille writes on the blogs. It’s all crap. Her genius lies in her published works. Nobody here seems to know that last year she finished a book on poetry. There was an excellent essay on Sylvia Plath. Also, her work on Oscar Wilde and Emily Dickenson is superior to anything I’ve ever seen since the book came out in 1991. Finally read her book for BFI on Hitchcock’s the Birds.

Her Salon articles? garbage. But she more or less said anything written in blogs is crap.

Ken

 
 

I hate Camille Paglia, but …

Molly Ivins was a big fat dull pig. A dull brain and a PC man hater.

I don’t care if she didn’t like Paglia.

Any one who admires Molly is either a man hating girly girl or castrated metrosexual.

 
 

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