Really, Come On Now

Another aspect of the whole "Jesus is God" nonsense is buying that God decides to become a baby for a while. This makes him the Ultimate Adult Baby.

Oh Come On

What Makes Atrios Fun

He's a perceptive guy.

Good Work!

A pic from a Nigerian magazine for medical laboratory scientists. Looks like everything's going well.

Torboto

Man that's bleak.

Batfink

Opera?

Just back from seeing Tosca.

What a baffling and rarefied thing opera is. It takes a billion people and a billion dollars (yours, friend, whether you go or not) to put the stuff together and then there are empty seats.

I've never much liked the artificiality of the operatic voice (although the Cavaradossi was surprisingly warm and engaging) and growing up on cartoons made all sorts of orchestral effects take on the utility of a laugh-track, so whatever opera does to its devotees is lost on me.

Nevertheless, I am glad to have gone and glad that such complicated and weird enterprises are paying gigs for a lucky few. More power to you, snobs.

Google Translate Rules

Ode on the Target of Grecian Formula

O ashen shade! limp attitude! like reeds
Of years of wind and weather overblown,
Like barren spaces ringed by trodden weed;
Thou, flattened mat! dost tease us for our age
As doth small children: Dried Pastures ho!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt infest, in midst of other woe
Than ours, the next in line, to let them taste.
'Ugly is truth, truth ugly,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.'

Special Catholic Love

Catholic Church buries limbo after centuries

Fri Apr 20, 2007 12:14 PM EDT

By Philip Pullella

VATICAN CITY (Reuters) - The Roman Catholic Church has effectively buried the concept of limbo, the place where centuries of tradition and teaching held that babies who die without baptism went.

...

It says grace has priority over sin, and the exclusion of innocent babies from heaven does not seem to reflect Christ's special love for children...

There's a joke here somewhere.

A Limerick

There once was a man called Gonzales
Who showed everyone just what gall is
He burbled quite madly
Whilst perjuring badly
And saluting with "Bush Über Alles".

Anti-Feminist Bingo

Here, via Feministe.

Goddammit Stop Looking So Evil

Taste and its Automation

Perfect Althouse

One of those perfect blasts of nothing, entitled "I cannot fathom the mind of the turtle".

Three Pennies, Three Wishes

The four-year-old got three more shots at eternal happiness at a fountain near a petting zoo. Coins went towards:

1. I wish I was skating with Sakura.
2. I wish I was skating with Sakura.
3. I wish I was skating with Puffy Ami Yumi.

Also, a monkey's favourite instrument is an oo-cordion.

Fun With Joe Klein

Some soon-to-be-deleted comments I'm sure:

Posted by Righteous Bubba
April 13, 2007

"I'm glad you find me endlessly entertaining, but war isn't entertainment."

I say we pull out of Joe Klein as soon as possible.

Posted by NTodd
April 13, 2007

"I say we pull out of Joe Klein as soon as possible."

We must fight them in Joe's anus so they won't follow us here...

Tbogg Has Been Bad

I can't say I go for the "brown sugar" thing: seems like an obvious racist slur to me.

I have said worse things and laughed at worse things - worse meaning both more offensive and more worthy of delivering apologies for - and I can hope it's an error. We boys tend to defend every fucking thing we do instead of just backing off them once in a while.

Now: how is my disapproval here different from the "fat" and "cunt" verbiage?

Holy Shit: Diabetes Cured?

Via Boing Boing:

Geek Daughter Chronicles

This evening my daughter said something that her mom, deeply touched, interpreted as "I need a hug." What was actually said was "In Tagalog?" although, mercifully, she can't hyperlink spoken English yet. Perhaps when she's five.

Also:

Q. What's a ghost's favourite character on Dora the Explorer?
A. BOOny. (Meaning Benny.)

I am always impressed with a successful pun from a four-year old, however the better answer is BOOts.

Do Tell

Dinesh D'Souza:

Anti-Americanism comes in different varieties.

What variety might you be peddling today, good sir?

Girls Don't Do That

Out with mom and my four-year-old daughter at a restaurant. I'm doing what I do, which is fidget with table implements like I've just discovered them and I wind up making a little arch by jamming a knife-blade between a fork's tines and standing it up on their squarish ends. "It's sculpture!" I announce to my daughter, who in turn starts fiddling with whatever she can find.

"I'm making sculpture!" she says.

"Girls don't do that," says mom.

I owe a lot to my mom, apart from thousands of dollars, but despite the fact that she clawed her way to the top of the pyramid by ignoring a bunch of crap about what men said she couldn't do, she doesn't seem too interested in questioning the assumptions that made her success a struggle.

Our True Fear: Cabbies

When I Was a Boy I Wanted to Be...

Here's a phrase for you:

The world's expert on lust, violence and cannibalism among prairie dogs

Ten Plagues

It seems to me that plagues were not a very constructive way for an omnipotent God to deal with the whole hostage crisis, but then we wouldn't have these cute finger-puppets. Someone should come up with a set of modern plagues, a cruise-missile, say, or a dour man with a ledger labelled SANCTIONS.












UPDATE: I should have put a link up so people could find these. Here.

I'm hostile to religion, so no endorsement is implied, but shit, I bought them so I'm a big hypocrite that nobody should take seriously. Or something. I did not, however, pay $16.95. I got 'em wholesale.

Also, if you get on Peter Popoff's mailing list you'll get amusing trinkets. His Miracle Spring Water is now in larger packets!!!

Licking the Global Jihad

Here's a funny post from everyone's favourite goggle-eyed babbler.

Pam types-pastes-vomits 2500 words in asserting a jihadi link to the Pet Food Crisis because some flakes were from Mississauga and so's the company in question and MUSLIMS HATE DOGS AND CATS!

Turns out Muslims can like kitties if they want (and really, lots like dogs too), a revelation which inspires Pam to INVESTIGATE THE COMMENTER!CONSPIRATOR!

Said commenter quite gently shows up again and explains, mentioning that Mississauga is a long way from China in any case. Presumably the Mississauga jihadis were busy figuring out how to poison Sea Monkeys.

A very short thread, and one that you'd imagine would be embarrassing to someone who wasn't out of their fucking mind.

Thanks to Krankor who left the link at Sadly, No!, um, period.