“Actually, that’s not the only showbiz tale. There’s the ice bucket challenge, 2014’s Gangnam Style, which is sort of uplifting, in that it involves famous people doing something stupid for charity. […] Everyone’s done it. Simon Cowell, Kate Moss, Liam Gallagher, Dennis Nilsen. Former president and Teddy-Ruxpin-faced planet-vandal George W Bush joined in the fun, proving that even dot-eyed locust warmongers appreciate a bit of slapstick. Bush had an ice bucket emptied over his head by wife Laura. He’s cheerfully commanded people to use buckets of water before, of course, but back then he called it “waterboarding”. Over three million people have watched his stunt on YouTube, although two million of those stumbled across it accidentally after typing “dripping wet bush” into the search engine.”—Charlie Brooker. 2014’s Gangnam Style…
“There has always been a silent agreement between Grant Morrison comics and Grant Morrison readers that one thing will not be considered in evaluating these grand struggles for the evolution of the superhero concept: that we won’t just elect to go do something else. That we won’t decide that the best way to deal with the problems of superheroes is to stop reading superhero comics. And this I’ve come to see as a narrative fault, because Morrison keeps going on and on and on about evolution, and yet the superhero decades have proven circular in their advancements, so that Nu 52 DC reads quite a bit like Wildstorm circa 1995, and as a result I find myself standing outside, wondering “hey, if nothing really changes, this guy can just position himself, profitably, as a shaman in perpetuity, right?””—
Joe said it all better but: That was a striking book, just in how unhip it felt compared to everything else I got that week. It had some interesting ideas in the execution (I like the bit about books being windows into the places the characters will visit, I guess). There were things to like about it, some. It just felt like … not of this year. When Joe talks about looking at it with nostalgia, I think he really nails at least my experience of it— “this might’ve really meant something to me once" was the most it inspired in me (plus a brief "oh no is this going to be about the internet?" fear that Jeff Lester talks about elsewhere)(I don’t know if “no, it’s just going to be about comics again" was too much relief). Just in the stuff it was concerned about… like, those battles already all got lost. Bad guys win. Or good guys win if you’re really into Lady Thor or whatever. I don’t know. I don’t care anymore. I guess that was the weird thing about it— just this visit to a planet of concerns I don’t have anymore…
(Or just this massive body of work he’s been building about superheros being held hostage and corrupted by Decrepit Forces feels very strange right now, when… I’m the first person to be cynical and say “all these indie success stories are a fad and a bubble! nothing good will last! humbug! Humbug to everything!" But that felt strange right now where the rest of comics are suffused with a very different kind of optimism. It felt like a book wanting to joust obstacles on a dirt path located adjacent to a … well not a highway, but a different dirt path whose obstacles are probably just being hushed up and also a dirt path with too many science fiction comics on it, what’s with all the science fiction, buy a different set of dice, you nerds, etc. I don’t know. I’m babbling about dirt on the internet again, aren’t I? The behavioral therapy isn’t working…)
Probably this all just says more about me and where I’m at, than anything. It was just weird how much that seemed like a thing of the early 00’s. And also just kind of striking given how much you see Morrison’s fingerprints in many of your hip books of the moment. I read that book after reading not less than three Image books with Morrison’s DNA splattered all over them…
“Popeye— he’s fucking great in it. That’s the weirdest movie of all time— why is Robert Altman directing a movie about Popeye? Who did I meet that said— they had stories about meeting Robin. He was like, we went to Malta to shoot that— Malta, an island in the middle of the Mediterranean. And he’s like, there’s no coke there— and that’s at a point in my life where I was fueled by cocaine, I had to have cocaine. And so, they couldn’t get cocaine there. So all of the sudden a bunch of Parisian models, like really sexy female Parisian models started showing up to the island of Malta. And all of the sudden, Robin Williams had coke. And it turns out that Popeye was made by vag-ed Parisian model coke. He had a bunch of sexy Parisian mules carrying the stuff. It’s a good movie.
I don’t want to live in a world where Robin Williams wasn’t getting Parisian pussy coke.”—Jeff Davis, on Harmontown.
“The police department in Glendale, another St Louis suburb, said Friday it had suspended one of its officers who expressed contempt for the Ferguson protesters on his Facebook account. Matthew Pappert was the latest police officer from the St Louis area in three days to be suspended for questionable conduct amid the Ferguson protests.
“I’m sick of these protesters. You are a burden on society and a blight on the community,” wrote Pappert in one of at least five posts that went up since Sunday. “These protesters should have been put down like a rabid dog the first night,” he added. In a reference to the Boston Marathon bombing, he also wrote: “Where is a Muslim with a backpack when you need them.”
Press photographers recognized Pappert as one of hundreds of St Louis area police officers called into Ferguson as crowd-control reinforcements. One photographer clearly recalled him threatening journalists with a night stick, saying: “He was ready to swing at us.””—Telegraph. So, Plan B is, what, we just just get each and every cop in St. Louis suspended one at a time, thanks to the internet…? That’s the only way anything is getting handling? Capital idea!
Thought Experiment: Imagine your computer came with a button that when you pushed it, whoever you were reading on the internet at that very moment, a giant bucket of shit would fall on their head, and inside of each piece of shit would be a little bit of anthrax. Now, hypothetically what criteria would you use to— wait, quit slapping your keyboard— this is a hypothetical, it’s not a real button, just a thought experime— are you punching your keyboard?? Why are you punching your keyboard? THE BUTTON’S NOT REAL. IT’S JUST IMAGINARY. You’ve broken your keyboard. Look at you! Look at what we’ve all become!
"Currently, I am a Storyteller with GoFundMe.com, the world’s most popular crowdfunding site. What is a Storyteller, you may ask? It’s part marketing, part media correspondent, part editor, part creative writer, and part… well, storyteller! It’s my job to tell our company’s story in the best way possible, whether it be through our product, or in the media. When I was a kid, I wanted to be J.K. Rowling, so I consider this the next best thing."
— Kelsea, GoFundMe’s Storyteller (and Professional Harpist)
“The content of the [pro-Darren Wilson] campaign itself is not in violation of GoFundMe’s terms of service. Much like Facebook and Twitter, GoFundMe is an open technology platform that allows for the exchange of ideas and opinions within the bounds of our terms of service.”
— Kelsea, in a statement issued to the Guardian UK about GoFundMe’s decision to use its “open technology platform” so that open racists can exchange the “idea” of raising money to reward a police officer for murdering a child.
“Great story! You’re like the JK Rowling of White Supremacists.”
I don’t think I’ve ever asked anyone to sign a petition before, but I’m imploring you to sign this one. Journalist Steve Sotloff is an American Citizen and reporter with Time Magazine, and a friend of my family. He went missing in August of 2013, and is now being held by #ISIS. He was show in the execution video of #JamesFoley.
There has been a lot of talk about the bravery of journalists in #Ferguson, and they deserve to be commended for getting out from behind their desks and blogs. But there is a huge difference between tear gas and rubber bullets and being beheaded.
I’ve already lost one journalist I knew - Tim Hetherington (who directed the documentary Restrepo along with Sebastian Junger). He helped Paul Azaceta and I with research for GRAVEYARD OF EMPIRES before being killed in Libya. I don’t want to lose another.
Clicking on the link below will allow you to sign a petition asking The White House to do everything in its power to free Steve. It would mean a lot to me and my family, not to mention his, if you would sign the petition and share this Facebook post.
“Black Mirror, Channel 4’s Emmy-winning ‘Twilight Zone for the modern age’, returns in the form of a feature-length film for Christmas. Three interwoven stories of Yuletide techno-paranoia collide in the most chilling and mind-bending Black Mirror yet. Creator Charlie Brooker said: “I always enjoy a good ghost story at Christmas, and I’m a sucker for the Amicus’ compendium horror movies of the 70s. Our aim is to create the Black Mirror equivalent of that.””—!!!!!!!!
Anyone think this thing is ending well (for folks besides lawyers)? I don’t know. I tend to be a pessimist though. But man, I’d sure rather be the Lou Gehrig people at this point…? I didn’t think I’d have reason to type that sentence out in June, but. Lou Gehrig’s Disease just sure looks like it’s having a bitchin’ summer, thanks to all those people who missed the Harlem Shake so much…
“A St. Ann police lieutenant has been suspended after pointing a semi-automatic assault rifle at a protester in Ferguson late Tuesday night, police said. St. Ann Police Chief Aaron Jimenez identified the officer as Lt. Ray Albers, who has been with the department since 1994. Albers was relieved of duty and suspended indefinitely, Schellman said.
Jimenez said Albers drew his gun after seeing what may have been a BB gun in the crowd. The officer asked a member of the media to move, he said. “The media person refused to cooperate, and in an attempt to keep the public safe, my officer used profanity with the public and told the media person that he was going to kill him if he didn’t move,” Jimenez said in an email.
Albers had three past disciplinary incidents, Jimenez said, one in 1995, one in 1996 and another last year, when he “got into it with a citizen and instead of just letting the conversation go, he chose to say some inappropriate things.” The Post-Dispatch wrote about Albers in 2010, when Albers pulled a man from a burning vehicle that crashed while fleeing from police.”—
Who are they fooling with this “BB Gun” shit? There’s video! There are two videos! We can see the video using functional eyesight! He’s not responding to anything— he’s just wandering around aimlessly pointing his gun at people. None of his actions and nothing in any video are even remotely consistent with this fairy tale! To be fair, though, the BB Gun smoked half a joint earlier that day, so … that’s the scariest kind of BB Gun there is.
Fucking BB Gun! These fucking people. The end of the article’s interesting though, the burning vehicle bit— just how nobody’s ever only one thing, you know? It’s not a lot but it’s something at least…