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Dear Fashion World and associated flaky devotees – you amuse the fuck out of me. Someone ‘famous’ does something different and then whether it is a good thing or not, you ravenous lemmings go whole-hog-wild and make it a trend.
Case in point – Australian bedroom slippers:
“Generally worn for warmth and comfort, Australian ugg boots had never been considered fashionable in their country of origin. But the Deckers UGG brand emerged as a fashion trend in the US through Deckers’ actions to promote it as a high fashion brand. Deckers solicited endorsements from celebrities such as Kate Hudson, Sarah Jessica Parker, Cameron Diaz, Leonardo DiCaprio and Jennifer Lopez, and product placements in television series such as Sex and the City, and films such as Raising Helen. This marketing campaign “led to an exponential growth in the brand’s popularity and recognizability.” Oprah Winfrey received a free pair when her endorsement was sought by Deckers; she then bought 350 pairs for her entire production staff, and eventually featured UGG brand boots as one of her “Favorite Things” on her TV talk show in 2000. Other actresses who discovered UGG brand boots through surf shops began wearing them. The company reported US$689 million in UGG sales in 2008, almost a 50-fold increase from 1995; By 2012, worldwide sales of Deckers UGG boots were over US$630 million a year, with 95% of world market share. By way of contrast, ugg boots in Australia were worn predominantly as slippers and associated with “daggy fashion sense, bogan behaviour” and the “outer suburbs” when worn in public. According to Australian fashion stylist Justin Craig: “The only people who get away with wearing them are models, who give out the message: ‘I’m so beautiful, I can look good in any crap.‘“
Yeah and now these slippers are nearly ubiquitous – why? - because the people on TV said they were cool. *facepalm*
Now, you people doing the same thing with Birkenstocks. Someone who, arbitrarily appointed as famous, wears a pair of birkenstocks, and an article of footwear once considered “untouchable” is now hotter and more of a “must-have” than the preserved tears of baby-jebus. It is a load of foolish bandwagoneering that illustrates how ingrained the herd mentality is and how pliable the term ‘fashionable’ is.
“Why Arb,?” my gentle readers must be asking. “Where is this all this bitter animus coming from?” Well dear readers it comes from my adoption of Birkenstocks as footwear of choice based on the utilitarian needs these shoes satisfy for me. From my shiny patent leather dress shoes, to my winter/teaching clogs, to my summer sandals, Birkenstocks have meant I can work and play in comfort and not have to worry about unergonomic footwear slowing me down or ruining my posture. Birkenstocks are well made, high quality, highly – utilitarian products - that when associated with the frivolity of the fashion world, irks me to no end.
Oh, and I have not forgotten about Tom’s either with their insipid ‘feel-good’ marketing bullcookery.
Another one of those “must reads” of great western literature. I read it, and it was, as most “must reads” boring as all hell.
The world would be a much better place if the religious would instead of going to church and campaigning to reverse enlightenment ideals just played some Diablo 3. It would get all of their god bothering, change-the-world-for-the-worse urges out of their system. It is a win win situation for everyone, as the religious get to beat down god’s enemies and meanwhile, outside the game, reasonable people get to make reasonable decisions about how society should be run without the spectre of biblical tomfoolery consistently pissing on the Enlightenment ideals that our society is based on. It would be great!
As far as heroically fighting evil, on a biblical scale even, let’s look at the plot synopsis for Act 1 of the game:
“Hero is sent to discover that the mystery of the falling star is a Stranger who cannot remember who or what he is. He recalls a sword in his possession that broke into 3 pieces that fall to Sanctuary in the vicinity of the Cathedral in Tristram.
The Hero then pursues all three pieces of the sword to re-forge it only to have Deckard Cain realize the sword belongs to none other than Tyrael, the Archangel of Justice. Shortly thereafter, Cain is killed by the demoness Maghda, working under the Lesser Evil, Belial’s command. Maghda then proceeds to kidnap Tyrael and the Hero runs off to rescue him.
After working their way down Leoric’s manor and estate, the Hero confronts and defeats the Butcher and successfully rescues Tyrael from Maghda’s clutches, returning his sword, El’Durin which helps to restore Tyrael’s memory. During the scuffle, Leah learns of her mother’s whereabouts and finds out she may be residing in Caldeum. The Hero, Leah, and Tyrael all set out for Caldeum immediately.”
Wow! Even in the beginning we have angels and demons, mysterious swords broken into three parts (a solvable trinity conundrum for once), lost memories, all sorts of heroic activities needing to be undertaken to save the world from darkness. How awesome is that?
Better yet, your character learns new skills and becomes more proficient in combating the corrupted forces of evil following the epic story back to heaven itself where battle must be waged against the invading forces of hell. Fighting in heaven with jebus and himself and himself by yourside = blissful religious paroxysms of pleasure. Why ruin a Sunday by listening to some musty, dusty priest drone on about fishes and loaves when you can be driving your sword through hellspawn? You can get all the righteousness you could ever need all in one tight, non oppressing others with your bullshit, gaming experience.
The best thing is that when you’re done grinding monsters for God, you can turn off the game go outside and appreciate the majesty of the real world and safely leave the digital versions of heaven and hell online waiting for your pious smackdown next Sunday. Then, instead of being a deluded religiously addled bag of dicks for the week, you can focus on being a rational, empathetic, human being dedicated on building a better society for all.
While the Jehovah’s Witnesses may be most famed for refusing life-saving medical treatments like blood transfusions for their children, their doctrine also ruins lives in smaller ways. And they’re determined to get their message out. See below for a message to the Deaf community, setting a Biblical foundation for forbidding masturbation. (The soundtrack was added later by somebody else.)
The main thing I personally learned from this video is that the ASL signs for male and female masturbation are different, and whoever made up the sign for female masturbation didn’t know about the clitoris.
Below the fold, subtitles for what the guys are actually saying.
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Funny and scary all at the same time.
Tom Lehrer is a Renaissance Man of the twentieth century. He’s not only a composer, pianist, and singer, who lectures extensively on musical theatre; he’s also a published and teaching mathematician.
Mystro is a particular fan of Dr. Lehrer’s work and has performed it on several occasions, when our choir replaces rehearsal with Talent Nite.
Last week was our singing teacher’s student cabaret. Upon learning, maybe a month ago, that the Italian aria he had been working on wouldn’t do for a cabaret, Arb had to scramble for some different, lighter repertoire, and decided to follow Mystro’s example. Here’s the song Arb sang, as performed by Tom Lehrer himself:
(and yes, he brought down the house)
Funny how things George was talking about are still, well, problematic today.