I watched a Youtube video that shows some racist British lady spouting nonsense about immigrants going back to “Nigwagwoh” and to stop “commandeering” Britain, because Britain is “fuck all” now that there are “brown people” on her tram. It’s NSFW, if you’re at work. This lady obviously failed her vocabulary classes unless she took them … Read moreRacism Means NO CURRY
Ah, yes. Within the MyIGN community, there have been two recent “fake” people. One was quickly forgiven, her reasons were easy to understand and she’s still a part of the community. She explained herself and that was pretty much the end of the situation. With the more recent one, it was a guy who had … Read moreFake Personas on Teh Internetz!
A lot of guys are sick of women (and men) bitching about inequality. They think it’s overdone, people should just get over it, etc. They think that talking about it won’t make it go away. When one of Leigh Alexander’s many posts went up on Kotaku, many of the comments said things like “stop labeling … Read moreInequality Bitching and Bullying
It was weird. So, first, I had a dream where I was in a parking garage, standing next to an SUV like my mom’s. It was full of CATS! My cat was also in there, and I was having trouble because I needed to fold one of the seats down and the cats kept jumping … Read moreLast Night’s Dream
Jeff responded “I did take out the garbage!!!! I swear!!!” and it was a surprisingly accurate response to what just happened. You see, John, from my Slap blog, did break up with his girlfriend Jane. They broke up yesterday, and he was so excited to go clubbing this weekend and maybe even go back to … Read moreNuclear Waste – An Open Letter
Several people have asked me what sort of spiritual or religious beliefs I have, and it’s always been difficult for me to explain them. They don’t quite fit any specific belief system except for my own, and make sense more than anything else I’ve read or heard. There are no rules, firstly. I believe in … Read moreMy Spiritual Beliefs
Yesterday, I sold my netbook. The guy that I sold it to — we’ll call him J — agreed to meet me at the Starbucks up the street from my house. He had essentially described himself as a Steelers fan, and it was easy to spot him when he arrived. He sat down and told … Read moreThe Only Person to Recognize my Tattoos