Christian anti-abortion ‘social justice’ group hands out fetus dolls for Halloween (For the story and video, click image or here; Found at Jesus Needs New PR)
Back in the radio station I worked in, we used to get all these things that were like Argos catalogues for God-botherers. You could buy bumper stickers like "My other car is a HEAVENLY CHARIOT" and stuff like that. At the back of the catalogue were all these pro-life tchotchkes. You could buy these plastic foetus models to hand out at anti-abortion rallies. You could buy them in bulk. Like 30 for $50.
I always wanted to get a batch of the little ones, put them in the freezer, and use them instead of ice at parties. Except I'm not sure I trust the manufacturers to use the kind of high-quality plastic that wouldn't give me cancer or whatever.
One of the problems for the fashion-conscious protestor in 2011 is figuring out what message you want to send. A bandana sends one message. A V For Vendetta/Anonymous mask sends another message. What if you want to send both messages at once? A V mask wearing a bandana just looks stupid.
Fold this bandana in half to transform into the famous fawksy provocateur from the comic pages. It's perfect for protecting yourself from sudden dust storms and outbreaks of authoritarianism. Keep your neck warm during those cold sit-ins. Use it as an impromptu rucksack to cart your gear from Zuccotti Park when the cleaners come. Cut eye holes to wear as a full face mask for added anonymity. Flag Fawkes. This is the hanky code for revolution.
A while ago, I wrote about the poetry of Twitter spam, where a particular spam-bot was generating an odd series of tweets that, strung together, looked like bad teenage poetry.
That was two years ago. Technology has advanced. Neven Mrgan points to @horse_ebooks as an example of how Twitter spam-bots are now producing profoundly entertaining non-sequiturs that could be some of the most entertaining stuff found on the internet. In fact, some of these are so perfectly crafted I'm having trouble believing that it isn't actually a person pretending to be a spam-bot.
"1 2 You can use the power of your mind to find a shiny, cool car hidden in a paper bag. Your incredible mental powers"
"The difficulty of seeing with very large instruments"
"It s a FACT - Most Doctors, Nutrition Experts , Celebrity Chefs and Best Selling Authors are DEAD"
I'm wondering what linking to a known spam account will do for what little Google-juice I have - whether Google is going to push me further down its search listings. But honestly, I've enjoyed these tweets so much, I don't care. It's totally worth it.
An ex-PM of Google Reader explains why the recent redesign/refactor is such a bad decision.
I'm glad to see someone with a bit of authority complaining about this a reasonable way. For the most part, the only comments I've read about the changes have either been from people saying "Eww, who uses Google Reader like that?" or from crazy people calling for an "Occupy Google Reader" protest. I was starting to feel like I was the odd one out.
This weekend was the annual Horrorthon here in Dublin which seems to have lost some of its momentum in the past few yeard. A lot of its programme had me scratching my head and thinking "Is that really a horror film?" (e.g. Play Misty for Me or Akira). As a result, I've found myself weighing up the films I'd actually be interested in seeing and the films I couldn't be bothered with and decided that -- guest appearance by Michael Biehn not withstanding -- it just wasn't worth my time.
Edgar Wright's list might be a bit obvious in places, but I'd be first in line at that marathon.
This image is from a threadless t-shirt, retconning a story onto Pac-Man. I love it. It reminds me of the amazing covers for 8-bit games that bore almost no relation to the actual game1, but were just there to set the mood and provide the tiniest bit of context for the gameplay.
Since moving home and doing all my work on an easy chair, I've started to fetishize desks. This short video is all about the importance of a desk and what it says about the person who uses it. It's not helping at all.