CRYPTIQUE SPECIAL – I’M THINKING ABOUT IT
The significance has still not fully sunk in.
Suicide bombers have attacked a major international city and completely fucked up.
"Of course I know how to attach the fucking detonator!"
For a suicide bomber, survival has to be the ultimate in defeat and dishonor.
The idea of a feared terrorist legging it out of Kennington Oval tube station, and being chased down by irate passengers, is not only shameful but absurd in the extreme
I worry that the Ali G wigger in the Bob Marley jacket and Fidel Castro fatigue cap who was shown repeatedly on CNN may not live to see Sunday.
When the bomb fails to detonate, isn’t the only course of action is to fall to one’s knees and disembowel oneself with an ornamental Saracen dagger?
Samurai are made from sterner stuff than Wahhabi.
A terrible pun involving Wahhabi and wasabi presents itself but I resist.
Rep. Tom Tancredo wants to bomb Mecca.
Lend him a B52 and let him.
In the words of the great Ellen Ripley, "Nuke the entire site from orbit."
In the McLuhan speedup, not all cultures accelerate at the same rate.
The yuan is now am opaque currency.
Could you sit in a movie theatre full of grown men dressed as Dakota Fanning?
The secret word is Conjecture
Friday, July 22, 2005
Thursday, July 21, 2005
AND THEN, ON THE WAY TO BED, I FLIP ON CNN TO SEE IF THERE'S ANY WORD ABOUT THE BREAKING STORY OUT OF CHINA THAT THE DOLLAR IS BEING ALLOWED TO FLOAT AND WHAT THE HELL THAT MIGHT MEAN, ONLY TO DISCOVER THAT THERE HAS BEEN ANOTHER ATTACK ON THE LONDON TUBE. AS MY MIND BOGGLES, I LIGHT A CIGARETTE. THE ATTACK SEEMS NOT SO SERIOUS OR MAYBE BUNGLED, BUT FAMILIAR STREETS ARE AGAIN ON TV. AND EVEN MORE THAN BEFORE I FIND MYSELF DEALING WITH GULF BETWEEN PERSONAL DAILY NORMALITY AND THE UNREAL NOISE AND UNBELIEVABLE VOICES THAT ECHO ACROSS THE WORLD.
TUCK YOU, TUCKER
Tucker Carlson is an annoying neo-yuppie TV-boy and professional right-winger who believes that wearing a red polka-dot bow-tie is cool. He used to be irritating in CNN’s Crossfire, but now he’s irritating on his own show on MSNBC, The Situation. He is, however, even more irritating in a promo for The Situation in which he pretends to pretend that he’s some 1970's-style private eye on some imaginary Quinn Martin detective show like Cannon. And – as if this wasn’t incongruous enough for someone who is essentially a male Ann Coulter – during the course of the spot he slams a bad guy with a white boy ‘fro and Zapata mustache into the hood of a car. My problem is that this character looks a lot like me circa 1970. I mean he’s not quite a dead ringer, being kinda skanky, and without my artist’s smouldering passion, but the resemblance is enough to annoy. I’m not so narcissistic to believe that Carlson had ever heard of me – even though I have previously abused him both on net and newsprint – but the vision on my screen was enough to give me pause. (And The Situation is so damned lame that it’s always possible that I may have more total readers that Tuck has viewers.)
And while we’re on the subject of white boy afros, I also find that "dorkwad" commercial for movietickets.com quite offensive. So be warned, mocking we of the long and curly can be ill advised. We tend to mutate into Bob Dylan and write poisonously venomous and vitriolic songs about you that cut to the bone.
JAMES DOOHAN – RIP
I DIDN’T HEAR ABOUT IT, BUT I SURE WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HAVE SEEN IT
http://wired-vig.wired.com/news/culture/0,1284,68242,00.html
PLUG
Ellen, a good friend of Doc40, had her own crafts store on ebay. Check it out...
http://stores.ebay.com/MooCat-Arts_W0QQssPageNameZviQ3asibQ3astoreviewQQtZkm
The secret word is Coiffure
Tucker Carlson is an annoying neo-yuppie TV-boy and professional right-winger who believes that wearing a red polka-dot bow-tie is cool. He used to be irritating in CNN’s Crossfire, but now he’s irritating on his own show on MSNBC, The Situation. He is, however, even more irritating in a promo for The Situation in which he pretends to pretend that he’s some 1970's-style private eye on some imaginary Quinn Martin detective show like Cannon. And – as if this wasn’t incongruous enough for someone who is essentially a male Ann Coulter – during the course of the spot he slams a bad guy with a white boy ‘fro and Zapata mustache into the hood of a car. My problem is that this character looks a lot like me circa 1970. I mean he’s not quite a dead ringer, being kinda skanky, and without my artist’s smouldering passion, but the resemblance is enough to annoy. I’m not so narcissistic to believe that Carlson had ever heard of me – even though I have previously abused him both on net and newsprint – but the vision on my screen was enough to give me pause. (And The Situation is so damned lame that it’s always possible that I may have more total readers that Tuck has viewers.)
And while we’re on the subject of white boy afros, I also find that "dorkwad" commercial for movietickets.com quite offensive. So be warned, mocking we of the long and curly can be ill advised. We tend to mutate into Bob Dylan and write poisonously venomous and vitriolic songs about you that cut to the bone.
JAMES DOOHAN – RIP
I DIDN’T HEAR ABOUT IT, BUT I SURE WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HAVE SEEN IT
http://wired-vig.wired.com/news/culture/0,1284,68242,00.html
PLUG
Ellen, a good friend of Doc40, had her own crafts store on ebay. Check it out...
http://stores.ebay.com/MooCat-Arts_W0QQssPageNameZviQ3asibQ3astoreviewQQtZkm
The secret word is Coiffure
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
CALIENTE FUCKING LOCO
We might as well give up arguing about global warming. The way it feels tonight, we’re in the terminal stage. It’s 2.15AM and it’s 175F in the LA Basin, (I swear) and I hear the rest of the continent is in much the same condition. Too hot to think, too hot to breathe, and my laptop may soon become malleable. Too hot even to complain although, by tomorrow, I’ll probably be pissing and moaning. Too hot, in fact, to go into the hideous ramifications of how Bush’s nomination of John Roberts for the Supreme Court is the sanctioned dawning of an era of intensified ignorance and brutality unseen since Custer blundered across the Little Big Horn.
The secret word can only be Inferno
CRYPTIQUE – Whose right is it anyway?
We might as well give up arguing about global warming. The way it feels tonight, we’re in the terminal stage. It’s 2.15AM and it’s 175F in the LA Basin, (I swear) and I hear the rest of the continent is in much the same condition. Too hot to think, too hot to breathe, and my laptop may soon become malleable. Too hot even to complain although, by tomorrow, I’ll probably be pissing and moaning. Too hot, in fact, to go into the hideous ramifications of how Bush’s nomination of John Roberts for the Supreme Court is the sanctioned dawning of an era of intensified ignorance and brutality unseen since Custer blundered across the Little Big Horn.
The secret word can only be Inferno
CRYPTIQUE – Whose right is it anyway?
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
AS THE WORLD TURNS
And the day rushes by a dizzying speed (and I seem to be achieving nothing) I pluck this item from this morning’s NY Times as a reminder that the criminal War on Drugs still rages and people still rot away their lives because of minimum mandatory sentencing.
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/07/19/opinion/19tierney.html?th&emc=th
And talking of wars without end, Sunday was the 69th anniversary of the start of the Spanish Civil War.
Ted Heath RIP (if only because he was only Prime Minister mentioned in a Beatles song.)
The secret word is Later
And the day rushes by a dizzying speed (and I seem to be achieving nothing) I pluck this item from this morning’s NY Times as a reminder that the criminal War on Drugs still rages and people still rot away their lives because of minimum mandatory sentencing.
http://www.nytimes.com/2005/07/19/opinion/19tierney.html?th&emc=th
And talking of wars without end, Sunday was the 69th anniversary of the start of the Spanish Civil War.
Ted Heath RIP (if only because he was only Prime Minister mentioned in a Beatles song.)
The secret word is Later
Sunday, July 17, 2005
MAKING QUITE HORRIBLE SENSE
The link below was sent by kaymo and I would humbly recommend taking a look at it and becoming very, very paranoid. Although grandiose in the extreme, and even though one (and one’s mental health) does not want to spend a whole lot of time contemplating scenarios that end either in enslavement, nuclear annihilation, or both, some of the parts do have very sound and supported pedigrees in the world of conspiracy theorizing. Remember, though, that Whitley Strieber scripted Wolfen and The Hunger and has made a further name for himself -- and a few bucks -- after claiming he was abducted by aliens. (But then again, my own resume is a little odd, and I expect to be taken seriously.)
http://www.unknowncountry.com/journal/?id=188
The secret word is Junta
The link below was sent by kaymo and I would humbly recommend taking a look at it and becoming very, very paranoid. Although grandiose in the extreme, and even though one (and one’s mental health) does not want to spend a whole lot of time contemplating scenarios that end either in enslavement, nuclear annihilation, or both, some of the parts do have very sound and supported pedigrees in the world of conspiracy theorizing. Remember, though, that Whitley Strieber scripted Wolfen and The Hunger and has made a further name for himself -- and a few bucks -- after claiming he was abducted by aliens. (But then again, my own resume is a little odd, and I expect to be taken seriously.)
http://www.unknowncountry.com/journal/?id=188
The secret word is Junta