Will I Make Fun of This?
No! There’s nothing to mock here—because it’s too creepy to mock!
Go here to watch the whole thing. NSFW.
My New Geek Addiction
Doctor Who. Yeah, you’re not surprised, are you?
I like The Doctor.
But I adore Martha.
Thanks to LC for this great site about all things Martha.
Legal Battles Are Boring
Unless they involve superheroes!
I was going to say something lame like, “Can Superman win this fight?” but I won’t.
Fooled You!
Same place, different author? No, it’s still me, your hated hater. Even though I doubt it’s possible, if any of you got upset when you didn’t find me where I was before, then I just want to point and laugh at you.
I’ve Crossed Over
To the dark side, my friends. I mocked you and your enjoyment of cat macros. I sneered at your love of your pets. And I rolled my eyes at your sharing of disgustingly cute stories of your “family members.”
I have now joined you down this dark road. I’ve been here and my soul only burned for the first couple of minutes. I found this thread over at CBR and I freaking read it! What has happened to me?!?!
It’s her, that damn kitten. I’ve invited her into my home and not only does she try to kill me, she is making me . . . nice! This is unacceptable! I will have to up her Ninja Cat training and move up all the planning for Ninja Cat Destroys the World: The End Came With Whiskers and Purrs.
ETA: My cat is the one on the left.
Smallville
So. It premiered last night. *awkward silence* Did anyone else bother to watch it? OK, did any of you bother to stay awake through it all? Yeah, me neither. Well, I didn’t fall asleep so much as flip the channel to My Name is Earl.
OK fights. Martian Manhunter tells Clark about the sun being his power source. Chloe lives. Supergirl shows up. Lex is in jail. Blah, blah, blah.
The real story is that those bastards gave me hope for the first 45 minutes of that show! They had me actually thinking the the Pretty Pink Princess—now known as Serious Girl in Black—was gone!
But no! She shows up at the end wearing a wig she bought at Spencer’s in the mall and walking like she’s carrying a large dump in her pants! My hopes are destroyed! She’s still on that stupid show.
She is the worst character to ever appear on TV. And yes, I include murderers, rapists, and child molesters in that statement. Lana Lang is worse than a murderer. You heard it here first, people!
Uh Oh
I’m here to warn you about an attempt on my life. It’s my own fault. I brought this monster into my home. I have fed it. Cared for it. Even held it to my breast. But this beast has plans for me . . . plans for my demise!
Who do I call for help? The army? The national guard? This demon spawn demands that I hold her, hides in a box when she’s plotting against me, and she tried to steal my Double Gulp. She is truly a monster.
She can not be stopped. I have tried. She merely looks at me . . . and laughs at my fear.
Hmmmmmmm
So, I’ve gotten some interesting emails and some interesting comments about feminism. I’ve got a small group of people who hate me because of my views on feminism. What to do, what to do.
You ever heard that saying about messing with pigs? You can get down in the muck with them and fight with them but the only thing that’ll happen is that you get dirty and the pig ends up having fun? Yeah, that might just have to be my motto from now on.
The email was silly. He wants less “whining” and more pictures of naked female superheros. The comments on other blogs about my views on feminism are ill-informed and basically grasping at straws. But the group that hates me? Well, that’s been going on for awhile and to be honest, it has gotten old.
It’s hard to believe that I’m dealing with adults here, but supposedly, I am. Adults who cry whenever I state an opinion. Adults who resort to mocking my views. What do they cry? They cry that I’m attacking them and not respecting their opinions.
I state my opinions firmly and, I’ll admit, bluntly. And I won’t pat you on the back for having an opinion harmful to the feminist movement. I’ll debate you but not if I’m going to spend all of the debate having to give you definitions for words or explain the basic ideas of feminism to you. I also will not spend my time dealing with the stereotypes of feminism that you take as fact. This has nothing to do with fear or with “not being open to new ideas.” This has to do with debating someone with the mind of a child. It’s a waste of my time because you can’t get past “feminism is about victimhood” or “all feminists hate men” to learn about a subject that you know nothing about.
My advice to you: read. Study the history of misogyny. Don’t think that your life sums up what feminism is about. Ask hard questions, even if the answers make you uncomfortable with your job, your significant other, or your family. Because not all opinions are valid. Only the informed ones are.
Stop putting conditions on female equality.
Here Ya Go.
Read this. And laugh. Or cry.
“I’m just a little bit shocked myself that a college in good standing would back up students who insist that people who have been through college and have a master’s degree, a couple actually, have to teach that there were such things as talking snakes or lose their job,” Bitterman said.
