I haven’t seen the film yet. I’m very much looking forward to the film and I have to admit, the fact a bunch of Men’s Rights jackasses are upset about the film makes me want to buy two tickets just to piss them off a little bit more.
The basic issue seems to be the idea the film has a woman who is, apparently, pretty badass. This, apparently, takes away from the badassness of Max because a dude cannot be badass if there is a badass woman around.
I can see how this would ruin a movie for someone who has no interest in anything more than watching dudes blow stuff up.
Should that be their primary interest, I think they would be happier with the Expendables franchise. Or the Die Hard franchise. Or any number of other films that are all about dudes blowing shit up.
What I really want to do is buy an extra ticket and send it to one of these guys. Then I can tell them their boycott of the film failed because I bought a ticket for them.
The US is engaging in some military exercises in the state of Texas (and several other southern states). I presume the military does this sort of thing all the time. Sometimes they do it in Texas.
I also presume if they did this sort of maneuver under President Bush (either one), nobody in Texas gave a shit. Maybe a few whackadoodle liberals but nobody else.
This whole thing probably started with some whackadoodle conservatives (like Chuck Norris). But it rapidly moved up the chain to Ted Cruz and Texas Governor Greg Abbott. Abbott has ordered Texas State Guard troops to “monitor” the exercises. I assume this is because Obama has exhibited a pattern of trying to take over conservative states by force during his first six years in office.
The political saber rattling to appease the stupid, paranoid wing of the Republican party is just dumb.
Tragically, though, the biggest issue is this: Obama isn’t actually trying to take over Texas! Those folks in Austin can’t hold out forever!
Constellations are weird.
I can understand people looking in the sky and seeing pictures. I see pictures in the clouds all the time.
From our perspective, stars are just dots in the sky. It makes a lot of sense that people would just play connect the dots. Especially given our pre-disposition to finding patterns in everything.
What has always seemed strange to me, though, is the pictures that human beings have found in the stars. Not all of them. The big dipper makes sense.
I see a handle. I see a cup. It looks like a dipper. It also looks a little bit like the Tin Man’s oil can but I’m willing to call it a dipper.
It is also part of Ursa Major. Which is supposed to look like a bear.
Ignore the picture of the bear juxtaposed over that group of stars and ask yourself: if you looked at that particular grouping of stars, would you immediately come to the conclusion it is a bear?
The Superior hiking trail is getting a permanent detour because some hikers seem to think that signs saying “no camping” and “private property” mean “camp here any time you want!”
The signs also mean “verbally abuse people doing stuff you don’t approve of” and “throw trash everywhere.”
While I’ve never hiked the superior trail and I probably never will, I’m still annoyed that a bunch of jackass hikers made things so difficult for the landowner that he decided to kick the trail off of his property. I could wish the guy would have been willing to deal with the issues but since the land belongs to him, he gets to decide when he’s had enough.
As of today, those dipshits who couldn’t manage to follow the rules when they were on someone else’s land will be equally adept at ignoring the rules when they are on public land. But at least one guy won’t have to deal with it.
When I started with Vilification Tennis, I was a vilifier. I was OK, I guess. I didn’t suck. But when I took over as the host of Vilification Tennis, I transformed the show. I didn’t transform it by making myself the star of the show. I transformed it because I figured out how to make the show look better to the audience.
I just have a basic understanding of how to run a show from the stage. There is a reason that I’m the front guy for The Dregs. Nobody has to tell me how to do it. I just know.
Every now and again, though, something happens that freaks me out a little. I get rattled.
We all get rattled sometimes. It can be a challenge as an MC because you need to be focused on the show and on the moment. If you are spending a bunch of the show worried about a choice you made, you aren’t in the moment.
Say you aren’t going to serve pizza to gay people?
Say you ARE going to serve pizza to gay people?
Be a woman with an opinion that you choose to say out loud?
Death threat! Rape Threat! Public exposure of your address, phone number, and place of business! But you shouldn’t take it so personally!
It has become clear a death threat is the internet equivalent of a mic drop.
Think you have a cogent argument? I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!
BOOM! Your argument is invalid!
Apparently, the owner of the lot where the billboard was posted told the advertising company that they needed to remove the ad or remove the billboard. I would seem Jesus was threatened by the following sign:
Holy fuck! They were telling people who didn’t believe in god that they might not be the only ones! How offensive!
Let’s turn this around for a moment. Had a billboard read “Believe in god? You’re not alone,” would anyone have complained that the message was offensive? Had an atheist owned the land where that billboard was posted, would they have demanded it be removed?
Of course not. But if you don’t believe in god and you tell people about it, that’s offensive. You are attacking their faith!
Except you aren’t. You aren’t saying “aren’t people who believe in god stupid???”
Because you don’t think that. Unless we are talking about the dude who bitched about this sign. I think he’s kind of stupid.