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Right Wing, Left Wing Parasites.

On my voter registration card is an acronym, it says ‘NPA.’   No Party Affiliation.  There’s a reason I don’t support any political party, and that’s because it makes the most sense to me not to put my faith in the hands of complete idiots.  Seriously, spend half a day watching house and senate meetings on CSPAN and you’ll see what I’m talking about.   These are supposedly the best of the party, the winners, the people in charge of making laws to improve our collective lives.   So why is it that the speaker from Tennessee or Alabama or one of those bible belt states is wasting the House’s time requesting that everyone stand up and sing ‘God Bless America’ and those that are opposed should be put on record as ‘hating America?’   Because he’s an idiot that’s why, and so is every single person that voted for him.   Then some democrat from up north, I think New York gets up and starts singing it before whoever is in charge of this ship of fools stops this lame political stunt in it’s tracks.

These are the people responsible for passing bills and reforms folks, a room full of feeble old people who spend most of their time obfuscating every issue and delaying any progress to make some half-assed protests or to try and score some political points for their re-election campaign.   That’s all it is really, these are career politicians.   They have awesome health care (at taxpayer expense), their pockets are lined with so many backers and lobbyists, that to think that people in circumstances like that actually give a damn what happens to anyone else is almost laughable.   That’s just rhetoric though.

It’s just humorous to me to see what these people do exactly.   For example, just now I was watching this guy from Texas, one, John Carter, go on a speech in the House.   This man, who looks like my grandfather, went on about the forefathers, and how they founded a ‘republic’ for blah blah blah morals blah blah blah.  This went on for about three minutes.  First, I don’t think the House needs a damn history lesson that serves as little more than an attempt to assert your party is right by simple virtue of the fact the forefathers founded a republic so republic-ans must be the chosen ones.   Right, okay, whatever.   Second, I’m not sure what this has to do with the purpose of the hearing, which apparently was to talk about the federal bailout money and where it went.   I know why he said it, to fluff his point.  To give whatever argument he’s about to present the presumption of correctness rather than actually making a point that’s significant enough to stick.

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Hey, why do webcomics suck so much?

It’s a fair question, isn’t it?  While it’s true that many of these “authors” are not being paid for their work, and even the ones who are become uncannily lazy in the alluring bask of fame, that’s just no excuse to publish shitty content to your audience simply because you know they have no better expectations than what you have to offer.  During an enlightening conversation with Mr. Repose, I decided I could do much worse than to expose some of the reasons that the vast majority of webcomics will probably always be lamesauce.

Sadly, the first word that comes to my mind when I think of webcomics is not “funny”, but rather “failure”.  In a virtual world where most people have no personality decipherable from some other blockhead sitting two seats down on one of the other library computers, some of these boring, unfulfilled sheep use the vast array of 5 or 6 genuinely “unique” characters on countless webcomics to make themselves feel that they can identify with someone… even if they’re not real.  Then when someone they met online asks them what they’re like in real life, they can have a lie at the ready:

Billyskater93: I’m like Brandon, the super cool guitarist in METALCOMIC.  Here’s a link to his bio.
SallyJuniperxoxo: That’s so awesome!  Do you play guitar? ^_^;
Billyskater93: I’m learning.  Also I’m thinner than Brandon. LOL!!

One idiot lying to another idiot.  The fact is that Brandon’s clone looks nothing like the character would look as a real person, and is in fact 260 lbs. and his knowledge of guitars is that he’s seen them on MTV.  Oh and Sally is probably a guy.

It’s not a problem when you compare yourself to a fictional character, lots of people do that, but when you give someone an unrealistic outlook about you and start to believe that you’re successful and awesome simply by the virtue of optimism, this can only lead to disappointment.

Another strong selling point to readers and simultaneously, the most obnoxious thing about webcomics, is the attitude.  Never before have cocky expressions and raised eyebrows received so much undue popularity outside of an animated film produced by Dreamworks.  In some comics, that’s the whole fucking punchline!  An “edgy” look of disgust, hate, and/or confusion.  You know, if these guys just didn’t bother trying to come up with filler, we could all enjoy webcomics for what they really are:

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The Attack of Cockasaurus Rex aka Bruno.

So I went to see Bruno in theaters.   While I loved Da Ali G show and Borat, I wasn’t as thrilled over his latest project.   You see with the Ali G show or Borat, he pretended to be just an idiot, and as a result, people either got mad at him or showed their own ignorance.   One of the funniest truisms that Mr. Cohen discovered on his last projects is that the dumber you act, the more people tell you what they are really thinking.   This is something I have noticed in my day-to-day life as well, and often when you get people to talk to you as though you were beneath them, almost child-like, the better you can gauge just how fucked in the head they really are.   I mean, as Borat on the show he managed to convince a country western bar’s occupants to join him in a traditional Kazakhstani song ‘throw the jew down the well.’   Which, they not only sang along to, but danced and clapped to as well.   Easily one of the funniest god damn things I have seen in a long time, and not because he was trying to be purposefully offensive, he was playing a character.   It’s how people react to his characters that make it sometimes depressingly funny, or at the very least, incredibly awkward.   I mean, I sometimes had to look away during his interviews because of how uncomfortable he made people.

So allow me to explain, specifically, what was wrong with this movie.   I can sum it up in one sentence.

Too much wang.

You heard me.   Cock.   Dick.  Penis.   It was the most wang-filled movie I’ve seen since Summer Bukkake Blast 8:  It’s Raining Mangurt.   Good lord there was a lot of wang in this fucking movie.   Even more than The Watchmen with it’s constant threats of seeing yet another glowing blue Dr. Manhattan member (or members).   Now I’m not one to be grotesquely horrified whenever I see a penis in a movie, or in general.   Lord knows if that were the case I’d have already set my computer on fire after seeing some of the underlying horrors lurking within these internets.  The thing was that I was expecting something entirely different from what I got.   At the beginning of the film Bruno is openly mocking the fashion world, interviewing models who claim how ‘hard’ their job is because they have to ‘walk’ and ‘there’s a lot of pressure to turn.’   Or when he shows up in a suit made entirely of Velcro and it starts getting tangled in peoples clothes and the set props, falls out on the runway, and proceeds to walk the runway as though he was supposed to be there.   That type of shit really makes me laugh, it’s so sarcastic and condescending towards the people whom he’s targeting and they just don’t get it.   He acts like an idiot and they just think he’s for real and in turn show off their own ignorance.   Too funny.   Those moments are rare though in this film, and all the truly subversive humor is over with within the first fifteen minutes.

I hoped it would get better, but alas, Bruno was missing out on the wit end and I was forced to deal with seeing Cohen’s cock… or someones cock, spin like a helicopter before turning to point at the screen and mouth ‘BRUNO’ with the pee hole.   Apparently he managed to get people to show up for a focus group for his new show, then proceeded to terrorize them with footage of his ‘show’ that involves him dancing badly, and extremely gayly, followed by an ‘interveiw’ with Harrison Ford that was just Cohen asking Ford if he could ask him some questions and Ford yelling ‘fuck off’ to him as he got into his limo and sped away.   Kudos on being terse Harrison.  

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