This seems like a part of the silent social contract: A person can express a preference for a political ticket on that person's personal automobile with a reasonable expectation that no one is going to try to run said automobile off the road.
Unfortunately, some people seem to have rejected that notion.
In Nashville yesterday, a man picked up his 10-year-old daughter in his car that sports the natty Obama-Biden sticker from the federal election in 2008. Another motorist notices the sticker and proceeds to follow, honk at and give the finger to the man. This continues until the other motorist decides to run his SUV into the back of the man's vehicle and then, instead of driving away or getting out and exchanging insurance information, the motorist guns his engine and pushes the combined mass of motor vehicle nearly onto the sidewalk.
The aggressive motorist faces a charge of felony reckless endangerment.
More telling yet is the story of harassment and intimidation collectively told in the comments to that news post by people who sport Obiden stickers. Honking, finger-waving, and aggressive driving is something I have never experienced myself, with my Kerry-Edwards and Defeat Bush! stickers.
Chilling.
Via Shakesville, with much thanks.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sometimes, I Really Despair
How to Draw Fantasy Females: Create Sexy Cyberpunks, Seductive Supergirls, and Raunchy All-Action Heroines
Comics aren't all about the T&A!
They aren't!
You have to believe me!
*sobs*
Comics aren't all about the T&A!
They aren't!
You have to believe me!
*sobs*
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
And Then There Was The Time
...Bob Fosse had a Villain Song in a film adaptation of St-Exupery's Le Petit Prince.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Jonathan Coulton + Doctor Who = WIN
And let's hear it for Master/Doctor slash-fic.
Warning! Video contains footage of all the Masters, even the one that never existed.
Additional Warning! All those links go to TV Tropes. Get comfy before you click 'em.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Green-Eyed Jealousy
Our cat Spook sometimes does that same peering-over-the-ledge act with us. She hops in the tub while one of us is brushing our teeth and gives us this wide-eyed, ear-down I'mma-getcha look. Her stealth is generally spoiled because from a standing angle she's not at all hidden by the wall of the tub.
Via Cute Overload.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
And Then There Was The Time
Ma and Pa Kent got turned into teenagers and Clark had to sit on them to keep them from doing crazy, irresponsible things like moving to Metropolis.
Superboy 126 was apparently published in 1966. Martha and Jonathan drink some kind of fluid plot-device that turns them physically into adolescents (signified by their use of pre-Depression slang), and apparently also regresses them mentally, because it's heavily implied by the cover that Superboy, an adolescent himself (and absolutely no fun at parties), has to take responsibility and prevent them from doing totally crazy things like deciding they no longer want to live in Smallville. Who would want to move to Metropolis, anyway? It's only the City of the Future. Better to stick around and do vague, nondefined things on your farm.
Much thanks to the Internet, and specifically (postmodern barney).
Superboy 126 was apparently published in 1966. Martha and Jonathan drink some kind of fluid plot-device that turns them physically into adolescents (signified by their use of pre-Depression slang), and apparently also regresses them mentally, because it's heavily implied by the cover that Superboy, an adolescent himself (and absolutely no fun at parties), has to take responsibility and prevent them from doing totally crazy things like deciding they no longer want to live in Smallville. Who would want to move to Metropolis, anyway? It's only the City of the Future. Better to stick around and do vague, nondefined things on your farm.
Much thanks to the Internet, and specifically (postmodern barney).
Monday, March 15, 2010
Shorter John Edwards' Lover
Rielle Hunter, Home-Wrecking Relationship Guru
Tracy Clark-Flory, Salon.com
The implications of Rielle Hunter's interview with GQ is enough to make me Hulk out and start smashing up real estate. Don't you dare try to victim-blame the cheated-upon, cancer-dying Elizabeth Edwards. A love affair with Rielle Hunter was not her decision.
Bonus rage: Describing Edwards' lover as a "home-wrecker," which has the effect of absolving Edwards himself of any and all guilt and/or responsibility. It's not his fault, don't you see, she seduced him! Plus it's slut-shaming and woman-blaming. Way to go, Salon. ::slow clap::
Tracy Clark-Flory, Salon.com
Elizabeth Edwards is a ball-busting bitch and she did everything wrong in her marriage but I did everything right so listen to me when I dispense relationship advice.
The implications of Rielle Hunter's interview with GQ is enough to make me Hulk out and start smashing up real estate. Don't you dare try to victim-blame the cheated-upon, cancer-dying Elizabeth Edwards. A love affair with Rielle Hunter was not her decision.
Bonus rage: Describing Edwards' lover as a "home-wrecker," which has the effect of absolving Edwards himself of any and all guilt and/or responsibility. It's not his fault, don't you see, she seduced him! Plus it's slut-shaming and woman-blaming. Way to go, Salon. ::slow clap::
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Why, Internet, Why?
I have discovered a blog that's new to me, Post-Modern Barney.
Mr. Barney is, among other things, both a comic-book and a Doctor Who nerd.
He is also merciless with the weirder aspects of heterosexuality.
And I love him for it (in a manly, heterosexual way of course).
So it is with little shame that I steal this gem from him:
Mr. Barney is, among other things, both a comic-book and a Doctor Who nerd.
He is also merciless with the weirder aspects of heterosexuality.
And I love him for it (in a manly, heterosexual way of course).
So it is with little shame that I steal this gem from him:
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