Since my only New Year's resolutions were to:
a.) become a moralist
b.) meditate, in silence, for six weeks
c.) get the fuck out of the ATL, Atlanta too
d.) denounce social media as the delusional mirror into nothingness that it is
e.) never blog again
I'm of course right back at it. What drew me back to hell? Jim Wooten's become a music critic!!!! How's a gal supposed to resist?!
Showing posts with label BS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BS. Show all posts
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Want To Watch?
I thought Ann Coulter's classic "We should invade their countries, kill their leaders and convert them to Christianity" quote was one of the greatest "Wish I had a dick" moments of bullshit rhetoric to rise to the occasion. (The occasion being the post-9/11 political and cultural landscape. And yeah, about the only time in my life I prayed for some really big balls, and an F-16, were the days immediately after 9/11.) I kinda cherish those thirteen words, not because I'm a church-goer; rather, it's always good to give a nod to a gen-u-ine mistress of excellent bs when you come across one. Men do it all the time. Then again, they're better writers than women.
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