Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
That isn’t my headline; it’s TechCrunch‘s.
And it really got to one of the posters at Feministing. Because it’s, you know, *yawn* sexist.
Not safe for work. Because it’s got bare breasts. Of gorgeous women. Hundreds of ’em.
Okay…now if you aren’t firing that sucker up already, you’re just not paying attention.
Feminists. Pffft. You realize how utterly muddled and disoriented they would be if they were confined to battling…oh, let us say…two dozen different forms of what they call “sexism,” and committed to disassociating themselves from any issue that couldn’t be tied into such a list? Theirs is the single most confused political agenda in modern times. It’s got something to do with young girls screwing indiscriminately, although it shouldn’t; it’s got something to do with homosexuals getting married and adopting children, although it shouldn’t; it’s got something to do with protesting wars, grabbing guns away from law-abiding citizens, Christian-bashing, cutting down carbon emissions — although it shouldn’t have anything to do with any of those.
And it has a lot to do with keeping Sarah Palin away from any job with responsibility in it. And gosh, you know, if they were honest with themselves, let alone anybody else, and their movement meant anything it was supposed to mean, they’d love ‘er all to pieces, or at least get out of her way. But that’s not the way it works, of course. There’s something special about Sarah. Which means there’s something special about God only knows how many other women, who have the proper reproductive aparatus in their bodies, but don’t seat their gorgeous tight little bottoms on the correct spot on the political spectrum.
Kind of a “nobody can tell the womyn folk what to wear and do except us” thing.
Anyway — my favorite thing about the commercial? It’s for washing machines. But it manages to spend three minutes not showing one of ’em. And lots of other stuff does get shown. Just watch.
Merry Christmas.
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- vanderleun | 12/26/2008 @ 01:36I didn’t care for it. Why? Too damned much silicone, and I HATE silicone. There are two plausible reasons for silicone tits, only one of which has any merit whatsoever: (1) post mastectomy reconstructive surgery and (2) decoration for transgendered persons (which is patently ridiculous, by definition). Other than that? FEH. I cannot express my contempt strongly enough.
- Buck | 12/26/2008 @ 16:20Makeup, Earrings, tattoos, silicone. Once you’ve allowed body mutilation for style, where does it stop?
- Robert Mitchell Jr. | 12/26/2008 @ 20:36It stops at earrings for me, Robert. I don’t like tats, either.
Thus spake The Ol’ Fart. 😉
- Buck | 12/27/2008 @ 17:24Me, I like women. I learned to like tattoos when I saw the latter on the former…up close…
I suppose the same is true of silicon. But since I don’t pay “list price” for anything, I’m about as likely to see a silicon breast up close, as I am to own a Bugatti Veyron someday. Maybe less so.
- mkfreeberg | 12/27/2008 @ 17:29