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Stupid Weather Wizard
Still pretty warm here. In fact, it was so warm today that one of those giant bugs that we get in the summer made it into the apartment.
Luckily, my cat fought it off. Today, bugs. Tomorrow . . . the world!
Introversion
I found this little list about superheroes with introverted alter egos. I can’t really say I agree with Bruce Wayne so much but whatever.
Being an introvert myself, I spent my alone time (I’m a shut-in!) clicking on the links. Here’s a little blog about introverts. And if you’re an extrovert then you’re probably not reading this post anyway—are ya at a party with people or something? Socializing?!?! Gag.
A Serial Killer Christmas
So, being the sick couple of people that we are, Hubby and I went to see Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street during this joyful Christmas season. I’m not a fan of musicals so I was prepared to spend two hours rolling my eyes.
But no, my rat-nosed friends! The songs weren’t lame at all—he not only sang a touching love song to his straight razor but he sang about people being full of shit! This is a guy I can link arms with and, together, we can harmonize a tune about how everyone deserves to die, particularly people who need a shave.
Oh, and there’s some cannibalism involved as well. I can’t really get behind that . . . I mean, if you really dislike a person are you going to eat him? I don’t even like to mess around with raw chicken when I cook dinner.
But there’s more serial killing involved here, people! My husband knows me so well that he gifted me with the DVD collection of the first season of Dexter. I must say—this is a great idea! A serial killer who’s a forensic scientist? I do declare! How do they come up with these kinds of ideas? “Bless his heart,” I declared as I sipped my mint julep and fanned myself. My suitors continued to talk about the concept while I worried my pretty little head about how my corset was pinching my side fat.
Wait. Sorry. I got my stories confused. Please note: Scarlett O’Hara is not a serial killer. Also please note that this is yet another post in which I, apparently, have lost total control of what goes on in my head.
Awwwww . . . Aren’t I Nice?
I’m going to wish you a Merry Christmas . . . with this!
May he haunt your dreams and eat your toes.
What’s That Smell?
I think it’s . . . stupidity!
I’m done linking to this guy because all it does is make him send me badly spelled comments along the lines of “aw, look at the poor little girl” (not to mention that his nonsense has bored me. Where’s the laughter that it once brought out? Gone. Gone I say! I can’t even get a chuckle out of the bad spelling anymore.) so I’ll just send you to When Fangirls Attack. His link is the last one for December 19th.
Let me tell you why he doesn’t get it. He has no problem with Superman or Batman saving people. If they save a woman, it doesn’t mean the woman is stupid or incompetent (let’s leave Lois Lane out of this, OK?). Why? Because it’s freaking Superman or Batman! They’re superheroes—it’s what they do! They have powers or abilities that normal people don’t have. That doesn’t mean that the person they’re saving is a dumbass. It doesn’t mean that the person is incompetent.
But if Wonder Woman does it? It means that Gail Simone hates men and she’s making men look stupid just so Wonder Woman can save them! WW is a superhero, just like Superman and Batman. She saves people. What the hell? Are we supposed to read a WW comic in which she does nothing?
And this is why it’s useless to even engage someone like this blogger. Not only is he working with stereotypes but he has a very rigid outlook on gender roles. You can say to him, “I read a superhero comic because I want to see the superhero save people.” But for him—and thankfully, this seems to be an extreme position—it’s only OK for a superhero to save someone if he’s male. Women aren’t supposed to do that. So, if a female superhero saves a man, it must mean that the writer is saying men are incompetent! Because that’s a woman’s role—to be saved! It’s too much for his “manhood” to see the roles switched from what he thinks they should be.
Look at that! Wonder Woman is making a man look stupid! The horror! Oh, the horror!
I’m Going to Whine!
Look, I hate the Joker. I’ve had nightmares about his crazy ass. His look in this movie has been creeping me out for months.
Now? Not so much. Maybe it’s seeing him in motion. Or hearing Ledger’s bad Nicholson impersonation. Either way, I think he’s coming off in this trailer as pretty . . . lame.
Does he even smile in this trailer? Now, stay with me here—I’m about to wander a little. The Joker is a dark character. Read The Killing Joke or Death in the Family if you don’t believe me. But what makes the Joker creepy is the fact that he does all that creepy shit while smiling and while laughing. Throwing in a crazy laugh once in awhile isn’t going to cut it. His look in the movie has caused him to lose a bit of his creep factor—I don’t think the face-paint is enough. Too dark? Too serious? Too lacking in face-paint over a mustache that the actor refused to shave? I don’t know.
Oh, It’s OK Then
How sneaky of you, Mr. Limbaugh—you try to make it look like you care about public perception and sexism. But really, you’re just planting the misogynistic seed, right? Ass.
Hate List
I’m as shocked as you are to see Fred Thompson knocked out of the number-one-Republican-candidate-who-I-hate-and-is-running-for-president spot. But today, it’s Mike Huckabee!
Now that he looks like a true contender for the nomination, some of his . . . views on . . . stuff are being leaked.
Just the other day, I told Hubby that Huckabee seemed like a nice guy. Maybe it was his puppy dog eyes. Anyway . . . he fooled me! You got me, Mike Huckabee! You got me good!
I’m Shocked! Shocked, I Tell You!
I stumbled across this old article and thought that it might ring a bell for some of you.
Use Leftist lingo to gain rebellious credibility in a supposedly politically correct culture. Insist you care about women’s equality and strength, but you resent the “victim mindset” espoused by 90’s feminists. Become vocally indignant at their refusal to tolerate your “dissenting feminist voice.” Use your role as “rebel feminist” to denounce every feminist concern other than women’s economic advancement.
Sound familiar? 
. . . using Leftist lingo does not make the package any less conservative.
Here’s an even better article about men’s rights organizations and their methods of intimidation, which some of us have seen first hand.
Plus, many of these women tout themselves as being “true” feminists. Too many people believe it’s a given that all women would support women’s rights, or at the very least that all women would support ideals that would benefit other women. That’s not necessarily the case. Anti- feminist women spout the very same myths, misinformation, and denigration as anti-feminist men.
Bonus: the faux feminist implies that you just aren’t as intellectually curious as she is because you aren’t willing to engage guys who start off a debate with name calling.
