SUNDAY MORNING...
("Watch out, the world’s behind you...")

WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A MEDIA STAR
Check out...
http://www3.ns.sympatico.ca/lyle_24/myhero.swf
And for the whole story...
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/02/26/nyregion/26video.html?incamp=article_popular_1

WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A GODDESS
While avoiding work and even delaying rational thought, I happened across one of those Quizilla quizes and found out what kind of goddess I’d make. Can’t say I’m disappointed with the results.

The Goddess of Stars and Hate. You are an
independent leader. Always reflecting and
pondering, you carry an air of mystery and you
are exceptionally vengeful. You are a dazzling
beauty.


Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!)
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DARK QUEEN OF THE SITH
("What costume will the poor girl wear...")
And talking of exceptionally vengeful goddesses, there’s an apt rant by some girl over on the Comments Board with which I totally agree. The Washington Post story on La Rice’s threads sucked bigtime for the worst reasons, and is a perfect example how mega-most of the mainstream media fawn and flounder in the Karl Rove Universe, and even when stumbling across a nugget of insight are too chickenshit to follow the logic to it’s damning conclusion or explore the bizarre possibilities. Find a pearl of wisdom? The mainstream response is immediately to seek an ignorant swine before whom to cast it, because fully to examine the pearl from all angles may cause doubts about one’s sanity in corporate communications. (Let’s not forget that the mainstream media were more than willing to buy Bush’s aicraft carrier, "Mission Accomplished" padded-crotch, flight-suit debacle until the howl of derision swept up from the dissenting bowels of the culture.) Which is why I’ve kept quiet up until now about how, a couple of weeks ago, I swear Rice appeared at some media op after her confirmation hearings wearing a pin that, from a distance, looked just like the old Elvis Presley/Capt. Marvel Jr. TCB lightning flash. And then there’s the lingering concern about how the vid-bites of GIs Iraq look so much like Imperial Stormtroopers in Star Wars.
At which point I fully expect someone to interupt, "You’re fucking crazy, Doc."
"You’re fucking crazy, Doc."
Yeah, maybe, but I start worrying when the fascists add the visual power-trappings to the policies of unfettered war-mongering greed. When they break out the boots and the lightning bolts, it means it’s going to another level, as when Travis Bickell shaves in his Mohawk. Ever since I was a small boy I have kept a very close eye on the Emperor’s clothing.

For more on pop-culture imagery in the creation of tyranny and mass psychosis, I totally recommend Menno Meyjes’ 2002 movie, Max – with John Cusack and Noah Taylor
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0290210/

The secret word is Panoply

CRYPTIQUE – Turn off the fucking cell phone, Kenny