Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I Get Spam

Fuckups and formatting in the original:

Fearing the people, the assembly reinstated the andradas for a period of eight months, after which they were again ejected.

Hello, i am Naomi Johnsson
Try it for good luck

Do you remember.
Well, you old sinner, she went on, turning to the count who was kissing her hand, youre feeling dull in moscow, i daresay.

Did I mention this came from an email address at the domain anal_plastics? Because it did. Summons terrifying images.

"Mummy, I don't think my Play Doh factory is right."

"Shut up. Mummy's drinkin' gin."

Also, I'm now going to use 'feeling dull in Moscow' as a catch-all term for, frankly, everything.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009


It's long been known that Nicolas 'Loudquietloud' Cage was going to play Superman in the long-mooted Tim Burton Superman Lives movie, but no-one thought they'd got this far into pre-production.


Fuck. It looks like his costume was made entirely from Percocet and spray paint. There's more horror here, but don't. Really don't. If you've never heard Kevin Smith tak about his miserable experiences as the main writer on this movie, address that right now.

Monday, September 07, 2009


Having seen this on the ever-splendid BoingBoing, I drunkenly decided that the world needs more Victorian reworkings of albums. This chap has already suggested "Very Well, Difference Engine", getting us off to a strong, firm and proud start. Further suggestions appreciated. The usual prize for the best.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Not Even Good for Dehydration.

Take off the quotation marks around evidence based and you have yourself a convert for life.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Good Work, Gents.

It's rare, but some days you just have to appreciate The Sun. Puerile in a way few would dare - a bold claim for a British newspaper.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Duh-duh-duh-death panels.

American politics resembles British politics about as much as their take on wrestling does. In both cases, it's a case of distance from the classical Greek system, which is rather neat if you need a pithy introduction to an otherwise content-light blog post.

The current Bete noir of the howling vortex of wrongheadedness that currently constitutes the American Right is a move towards socialised healthcare. Living in Britain, as most of the people reading this most likely do, we take a system by which people are treated as best they can with a grain of salt. It's a monolithic enterprise, employing an integer percentage of the population. It's failings are many, manifest, sometimes amusing, frequently frightening. It is however, all considered, really rather good, and certainly better than many people could pay for themselves. Private healthcare can be rather nifty, but I'm sure few people who live under a socialised system would imagine medical insurance companies to be friendly, trustworthy institutions.

Which leads me to this. If you don't fancy clicking through, it's a business-orientated breakdown of how healthcare in this country works. Not too exciting, particularly as it's written in a bizarrely hostile tone from someone from a nation with lower life expectancy than ours. Still, the pertinent sentence is this:

"People such as scientist Stephen Hawking wouldn't have a chance in the U.K., where the National Health Service would say the life of this brilliant man, because of his physical handicaps, is essentially worthless."


Amazingly, these people actually stand a chance of derailing the process to set up a government alternative to private insurance. This is an example of a literate one. A slightly less literate one is described here:

Yeah. Death Panels. This is why I can't follow British politics any more. I'm gorged on the artificial flavourings over the pond.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

So, Transformers 2.

Transformers 2 is a lot like being stuck in a washing machine on a repeat cycle, along with stones of various sizes, several racists, a few misogynists and a scatalogically obsessed 12-year-old boy.

Renowned auteur Michael Bay focuses primarily on the madonna/whore dichotomy that has so long been a part of western culture. He does this with shots of Megan Fox that would embarrass her gynecologist. He will sometimes cut to her pouting lip, seemingly operated by a length of wire from just off camera. Sometimes something will be blowing up when this happens. Sometimes not. You never know with Bay, and therein lies his genius. I don't know what point he's making, but several of the explosions were very large.

He has space for subtext though - there is a running commentary on the military industrial complex, specifically focusing on how frickin' awesome it is, how great it is to blow stuff up, and how empowering it is to point huge shiny penises that spray bullets wherever you goddamn please. Sometimes representatives of military industrial complexes that are not specifically the US turn up. You'll be able to spot these because they are on fire. Occasionally a robot farts. Sometimes one falls over in a comical manner.

Watching Transformers 2 is a lot like being Alex in A Clockwork Orange, but with Linkin Park instead of Beethoven. Same time 2011?

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Dilemma.

Right now, I cannot sleep.

I need something to keep me from running out and charging at the kids selling drugs behind my house. As I sit, wide awake in the middle of the night, I am struck with the notion of how utterly wonderful it would be to tear towards the little bastards at full clip screaming "AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaRrrrrrRRRGHFUCKYOUIAMBATMAN". But then, in my head there's less stabbing and stamping of my mangled form than that would probably precipitate in real life.

Suggestions for reasonably clean alternatives?

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Books, Revisited.

I picked up a copy of The Raw Shark Texts for £1 from a remainder bookstore, the frayed edges of a Borders 3 for 2 sticker and associated smingy glue still attached to the top right-hand corner. Something is badly wrong with publishing.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Possessed of an Abiding Usefulness.

Like burlesque? Want to survive the inevitable breakdown of society? Tactical Corsets.

That's right. Like the 'Why do they never just shoot them in the face?' fallacy of superhero comics, but much, much worse.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Libertarian Holiday Packages

Sadly, it fails to address Libertarian airlines. Not to worry, Ed of ginandtacos.com is here to cover that one.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

And To Our Bitter Religious Friends, Happy Zombie Jeebus Day!

And with inspiring messages exchanged, I'm off to rewatch Doctor Who and Lara Croft's Low Budget Adventures! Featuring the best aliens that are just a boiler suit and a mask yet!

Actually, no. Fuck that - it was dreadful.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

A Profoundly Perturbing Passover

Having picked up a copy of an old, obscure and possibly quite good Call Of Cthulhu videogame, I was thrilled to see that my Xbox recognised it as:

Which of course leads me to think:

With all necessary apologies.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Join The Rumpus.

As a child, I loved the book Where the Wild Things Are. I think, on reflection that it's one of the books my parents bought me on a day I'd been foul-tempered. We had a policy that I would get a book a week, to ensure that I turn into the verbose polymath I vaguely resemble on a good day, if you squint a bit. Frequently I would get to choose these books, but on certain weeks, dependent on bouts of ill-behaviour, I would end up with Naughty Nigel or Ffangs the Vampire and the Kiss of Truth. But that is by the by.

Where the Wild Things Are is a book that stands up to adult inspection, mainly on account of just how charming Maurice Sendak's illustrations are. I knew it was being adapted into a movie, but it seemed like a fools errand, even for someone as talented as Spike Jonze. There has also been a lot of talk of studio interference, massive reshoots, problems with the costumes and CGI integrating. Basically, everything that could derail a film has been claimed to have happened to this one, shy of Ragnarok. Still, the first trailer is here, and it looks astonishing. Visually, it's captured the look of the book to a tee. It also, if I'm reading things correctly, seems to have stretched out the story of Max and his temper in a believable and useful way. I am, not to put too fine a point on it, sold.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Crochet Man.

Just read it. Whatever doesn't kill you, etc.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Speaking As A Mother

We already knew that Jenny McCarthy's tiny mind thinks "vaccination bad", but now we also know that it's parsed "botox good". Whilst it's good that she's not anti-science per se, it seems distasteful that someone who has contributed to the increase in child mortality from easily preventable diseases would refer to a chemical designed to keep you looking like a young-ish trout for as long as possible as "a saviour". Her contributions to the cult of "Speaking as a Mother" cannot be understated.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Because Supervillains Need Bailing Too.

The marvellous Jon Hamm of the marvelous Mad Men makes a marvelous Lex Luthor, albeit in a shitty, shitty bald cap. Play on.

Saturday, March 07, 2009


Need any more reason to think the Catholic Church is an increasingly irrelevant, monolithic and misogynistic organisation, here you go.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Bring Back The League Of Nations

On the topic of the UN, I have long held the opinion that I think is fairly prevalent in Britain, that being: "Good sorts, staggeringly incompetent, but they mean well, what what?", but this might change my mind.

Essentially outlawing free speech as regards to religion, apparently this resolution is to be observed in all member states. A slight problem is that it is, of course, it goes against the provisions in the U.S. constitution guaranteeing free speech. If the largest of the member states cannot legally follow this directive, then it is hopefully doomed to failure.

I find it difficult to even address the fundamental witlessness of this bill. It sounds like the sort of thing that might be put forward at a high school Model General Assembly. It should be no surprise to anyone that the main sponsor of this bill is Pakistan, a muslim state where 75% of the female prison population are there for being raped. I can imagine there is precious little more deserving of all the criticism that can be hurled at it.

Thursday, February 19, 2009


Incidentally, you should all read the biography page for my new nemeses. Apparently the psychic world is not too hot on grammar.

Bullshit Parade.

It is a proven scientific fact that thinking about something often causes it to happen. Some call this quantum physics. Others simply call it "faith." We ask that you open your mind to joining in with a unique psychic force that will change our lives through the power of thought.

Do you know what makes things happen? Doing things. I know, I too was amazed that there is often, frequently and sometimes observed link between cause and effect. It's spooky! When you do stuff, stuff will happen! Try making some toast - you will get delicious buttered toast! Try thinking about toast - you will almost certainly get hungry. It's science! It's full of scientifically-proven science! Oh, it's so scientific, you could rub yourself in it and people would mistake you for Alan Turing!

There is nothing like the faintest hint of a crisis to bring the charlatans hurtling out from under their stones. One effect I will guarantee from this gibberish - they will find some sort of vague market wobble, and attribute it to positive thinking. Then they will start asking for money.

Charlatans, quacks and crooks typically thrive in times of upheaval. We are suckers for miracle cures and quick fixes. These people aggravate me more than your common or garden buffoon, because their crookedness is so frequently dressed as piety. There is a cultishness to quackery, evinced recently with the MMR scare and similar nonsensical medical squeamishness. Now we have kids dying from easily preventable diseases, more and more people are getting illnesses that were almost extinct a decade ago, and there is still not one documented link between MMR and autism.

If you imagine positive thinking is going to save the world, try imagining what actual contribution might achieve. If you think that Jenny McCarthy knows more about medicine than your doctor, then I feel very sorry for your children. And if you thought that it would be cute to play on the terms 'herd immunity' and 'following the herd' then congratulations, because you have directly contributed to the deaths of several children, an increase in the rates of communicable disease in Europe and the US. And since the anti-MMR movement is so intrisically linked to new-age "medicine", I feel that I should point out that positive thinking will have all the effect that it always has - fuck all.

I sense a theme coming on.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Thursday, January 29, 2009


The result of Abstinence-only sex education? New words. Oh, and y'know, diseases and stuff.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Lookie here.

It would be remiss of me not to mention the incredible artwork being done by a guy called Olly Moss. Designing videogame box art to resemble Penguin-like classic book covers. They are delightful little bits of design, particularly if you're familiar with the games in question. There is a lot of information carried in simple lines.

The full set is here. Also, marvelous.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Fair Warning.

Apparently you can tamper with electronic roadsigns quite easily.

You know what to do.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Happy Hurtling Carrion Day!

This was meant to go up yesterday, but I went a-drinkin' instead.

Stood by the pond outside work on yet another miserable day, I was as surprised as anyone to see half a pigeon fall from the sky. The rear half, I believe, but I cannot be sure as it had been mauled by crows. In the spirit of this speedy lump of formerly sentient being, I am announcing that every January 22nd from here on out is Hurtling Carrion Day, the most sacred of holiday of People Who Are Me.

How do you plan on celebrating Hurtling Carrion Day in years to come?