Last week, I shared a recipe for Herbal Tofu with Apples and Pears, a yummy dish for dogs and people. This week, I decided to try out a slightly different version, sans tofu and with loads of caffeine-laden tea. The result? “Candied” Chai Pears. (”Candied” in scare quotes because they’re candy-esque, not really “candied.”)
You see, the American Life League is actually doing us, pro-choicers, the world’s biggest favor. They’re pointing out once and for all — much better than we have ever succeeded in doing — that they don’t give a shit about babies, but really, really do love to hate women.
Those of us pay attention know this already. But unfortunately, most people don’t pay attention. And the forced-birth proponents do a damn good job of tricking people into believing that this is all about the babies and not even remotely about controlling women’s sexuality and ensuring that we go back to the good old days where if you fucked a woman — including and perhaps especially if you raped her — she became your property. Generally, they try to hide this sort of thing, because it makes them look both incredibly stupid and incredibly bigoted. If they want to abandon that and protest outside of birth control clinics for the express purpose of saying that contraception is murder, I say that we roll out the red carpet.
Since Memorial Day is this weekend, for this week’s lineup, I’m posting a few classic anti-war songs: I-Feel-Like-I’m-Fixin’-to-Die Rag by Country Joe McDonald; War by Edwin Starr; and Anarchy in the UK by the Sex Pistols (Is this the m.p.l.a / Or is this the u.d.a / Or is this the i.r.a / I thought it was the u.k or just / Another country).
While you’re out there soaking up the sun and Boca Burgers, remember:
On Memorial Day we’ll hear about men who gave their lives for their country, but many lives were not given, they were taken, and taken stupidly and carelessly. And there has been great public piety about those men and their “sacrifice” on the part of politicians who blithely sacrificed them.
I have two not-so-random songs for your listening pleasure tonight: Morrissey’s Meat is Murder and Me and a Gun by Tori Amos. The first video has some fairly graphic images of animal abuse, and the comments thread for the second is riddled with misogynist trolls. So watch and/or browse with caution.
And since these are both somewhat depressing choices, some loldogz after the jump. Smile, it be Friday, yo!
Not that such a sign would have prevented NOPD from murdering Jax, but I do recommend that all animal guardians post something similar on their premises. The ASPCA offers free “in case of emergency, rescue my pet” stickers, and they’re readily available elsewhere for a small fee. (It’s probably a good idea to post one at every entrance to your home.) And if you leave your animals outdoors in a fenced area, a “beware of dog” or “do not open gate” sign is a good idea, too. We got ours from signswithanattitude.com, and have one posted on each set of gate doors.
Not that these babies will fuck anyone up…more likely they’ll make a mad dash for freedom and chase a bird right down the street. The hawks are circling for Rennie, methinks.
That’s him, getting his podcast on. The first two episodes went by the name of The Libertarian Douchebag, but he and his co-host changed it to The Libertarian Dime when it proved difficult to book guests on a show called The Libertarian Douchebag. Personally, I think The Libertarian Dime is a bit cheesy - makes me think of shadowy ’50s figures smoking cigars and flitting around in fedoras. Whatevs.
He’s been at it a month and already he and Jonathan managed to book an actual guest - Glenn Nielsen, the State Chair of the Libertarian Party of Missouri. I don’t know if that speaks to the success of Shane’s podcast, or the desperation of the Libertarian Party of Missouri. I’m betting the latter. But hey, I give him props either way.
So, go have a listen. From what Shane reports, Glenn wasn’t as big an L as we’d thought he’d be. No Ron Paul botting to be found in the interview.
If you find yourself cringing at anything my husband says, just remember that I’m still working on him. I got him to embrace animal rights inside of two years, and he’s been vegan as long as I have. He’ll be a liberal douchebag someday.
Bah, I get so sick of hearing about the misogyny and sexism in rap music. Not that rap and hip-hop are misogyny-free zones - far from it - but when honkies criticize rap lyrics and imagery, they usually do so at the expense of misogyny in rock, alternative, pop, R&B, country, bluegrass, you name it. The problem is, I don’t think most honkies - especially most honky dudes - even listen to the lyrics in their favorite music. Or, if they do, the misogyny is so “coded” (read: plausible deniability) that the menz are oblivious to it.
But this grumpy feminist can’t listen to 30 minutes of terrestrial radio without sniffing some sexist MRA/Nice Guy ™ bullshit in the music. (Ten if you factor in the douchebag DJ filler. Two if you have the unfortunate luck of listening during the weekday morning show.)
So, a new series (I’m all about new series lately! I guess we’ll see how long this one lasts. “Friday Veggie Vlogging”, anyone?) examining misogyny in music. Or, hells, anywhere I happen to find it. Everywheres, is what I’m saying.
Listen up, menz and dudez. If my husband’s any indication, y’all are useless in detecting casual sexism and misogyny in pop culture staples. Or anywhere, really. So consider this a gift from me to you.
Today’s song is Death cab for Cutie’s latest, I Will Possess Your Heart. Even the title reeks of creepy Nice Guy ™ snivelings.
How I wish you could see the potential,
the potential of you and me.
It’s like a book elegantly bound,
but in a language you can’t read just yet.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
Firstly, a heart isn’t an object to be possessed, like a flat screen tv or an old mattress. Secondly, the woman isn’t illiterate, emotionally or otherwise; she doesn’t doesn’t want to date your sorry ass, and no amount of whining will convince her otherwise. Stop trying to convince her - and yourself - that she’d get totally wet for you if you just had one night to show her what she’s missing. Chances are there’s a good mofo reason reason why she won’t go out with you. Probably because…
There are days when outside your window,
I see my reflection as I slowly pass.
And I long for this mirrored perspective
when we’ll be lovers, lovers at last.
…you spend your days peering through her window like a peeping Tom. You do realize that stalking and harassment are crimes, not romantic gestures of your love, right?
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
You reject my advances and desperate pleas.
I won’t let you let me down so easily.
So easily…
From stalking to thinly veiled threats. Lovely.
Judging from the chorus (”You gotta spend some time love. / You gotta spend some time with me.”), a good kidnapping is in order. Maybe some uber-romantic forced sex rape, just for good measure. I’m sure one taste of our Nice Guy’s ™ man meat is all it will take to change his would-be lover’s mind. (Feminists: just lonely sluts in need of a deep dicking! Lolz.)
And there by the powers of Stockholm syndrome will woman fall madly in love with our Nice Guy ™ turned stalker!
But only ’cause he had to - there was no other way, because bitchez like her don’t give Nice Guys ™ like him the time of day under normal circumstances. See, he was plumb outta options.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you’ll find love.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
Shorter Death Cab:
‘Scuse me while I go yack. If this is what passes for a love song nowadays, methinks it’s time to give celibacy a whirl.
In his 1992 Senate bid, McCain was joined on the campaign trail by his wife, Cindy, as well as campaign aide Doug Cole and consultant Wes Gullett. At one point, Cindy playfully twirled McCain’s hair and said, “You’re getting a little thin up there.” McCain’s face reddened, and he responded, “At least I don’t plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt.” McCain’s excuse was that it had been a long day.
Yeah, this quote has already made its way through the tubes, but I think it’s especially poignant in light of this story from CNN:
McCain courts women voters
Sen. John McCain, in an effort to woo women voters, spent Thursday with the hosts of ABC’s “The View” — a show targeted at women, a key voting bloc.
Sen. John McCain at a campaign stop in Chula Vista, California, on March 24.
The interview, taped Thursday, airs Friday.
McCain got a warm welcome but offered a businesslike greeting: handshakes for the hosts.
“Barack Obama gave us a hug,” co-host Joy Behar told him.
Then he was coaxed into some hugs, a telling lesson for the Republican candidate to embrace a giant challenge: the gender gap.
I wonder how long it took for dubya, Jr. to make a crack about Barbara Wawa’s wrinkled old snatch?
By the by, do click through to view the lolz at full res; you can also view the original ppl spread here.
[Previous stops on the Straight Talk Express: one and two.]
Given that McCain will be the (shell of a) man to beat in ‘08 - and given the gratuitous teabagging the msm is treating him to - methinks it’s time for some McCain bashing. So, a new series: Hitching a ride on the Straight Talk Express. John McCain, in his own words (and some lolz, of course). The whole point is to show misguided independents that McCain is not, in point of fact, some kind of maverick. Unless “maverick” is now slang for “panderer”.
I caught a bit of the Senate Armed Services Iraq hearings on CNN this morning. McCain’s “grilling” of Petraeus damn near had me gagging on my raspberry toast. Seriously, McCain was two reacharounds away from asking the man if he could plz plz plz taste his sweet salty balls? Even Shane of “o manz r they gonna politicize this”* fame did a double take. ‘Twas that shameless.
MCCAIN: There are numerous threats to security in Iraq and the future of Iraq. Do you still view Al Qaeda in Iraq as a major threat?
PETRAEUS: It is still a major threat, though it is certainly not as major a threat as it was, say, 15 months ago.
MCCAIN: Certainly not an obscure sect of the Shiites overall…
PETRAEUS: No.
MCCAIN: … or Sunnis or anybody else.
Al Qaeda continues to try to assert themselves in Mosul, is that correct?
PETRAEUS: It is, Senator. As you saw on the chart, the area of operation of Al Qaeda has been greatly reduced in terms of controlling areas that it controlled as little as a year and half ago.
But, clearly, Mosul and Nineveh province are areas that Al Qaeda is very much trying to hold onto. All roads lead through the traditional capital of the north.
Last month, the Arizona senator got a whisper in his ear from Sen. Joe Lieberman, after he said that Iran was providing aid to Al Qaeda in Iraq, a Sunni group. Iran, however, is actually a Shiite nation. On Fox News Sunday, McCain also got wrong the details of an Iraqi ceasefire.
“His friend, Joe Lieberman, who was also on the trip, had to famously whisper in his ear to correct him,” the LA Times writes today. “This allowed McCain’s two Democratic rivals for the presidency, Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton to criticize McCain for his mistake, which came in the area that’s supposed to be in his wheelhouse: national security and foreign policy.”
At today’s Senate Armed Services Committee hearing, McCain seems to have gotten it wrong again, when interviewing Iraq commander Gen. David Petraeus.