A tongue-in-cheek list of the 50 most loathsome people in America, including the evidence against them and the punishment society should give them for their crimes? Sign me up. Any list that groups Michele Bachmann, M. Night Shyamalan, and Barack Obama together at the bottom of the list deserves at least a shot.
Thanks to Wonkette for passign along this link this morning. I needed to share it with our faithful reader(s?), even though I’m sure that the Venn diagram of our readers and Wonkette readers looks like a dinner plate. [The BEAST via Wonkette]
Last year, ESPN looked foolish as hell when they rearranged their whole Monday Night Football schedule around Brett Favre’s number retirement in Green Bay. They had plans to send the whole network out to Wisconsin. They were going to make this the biggest and best MNF season debut ever on the back of a tearful ceremony starring their favorite working class, blue collar quarterback.
Only problem? He no-showed. Because he is a player and players play football until they can no longer move.
When douchers sue Hooters, nobody wins. Three guys, looking for a paycheck, got the clever idea to file a class action against Hooters, because the restaurant chain – get this – refused to hire them as waiters. The plaintiffs want emotional damages resulting from the sexual discrimination.
Now, I’m no fan of Hooters’ employment practices, and the place is nothing if not trashy. But, to take a page from Seth and Amy… really, guys? Really? You want to be servers at a place called “Hooters”? Really? You think you should be objectified and ogled by dudes drinking beer? Really? You really want to flirt with male patrons? How about that. Really?
I mean, if these guys do want to flirt with dudes ogling them, more power to ‘em – maybe hooters can change it up for a new demo and earn some points for progressive policies, but somehow, I think these scumbags plaintiffs are in it for an easy buck. [Via Jezebel]
Update: While I was writing this post, in comes word from Hooters that this is hardly a novel idea, and they’ve beaten similar raps before. They won’t hire men to be objectified, dammit, and the law can’t make them!
I was in class when I saw this and couldn’t post it up as quickly as I’d have liked, but my Colts are officially in a coaching transition as Tony Dungy has stepped down to focus on – what else? – faith and family. Thanks for the ring, Coach. Now go rescue some troubled youths from those dirty streets of Naptown.
Via WaPo: Well, kids, the rumor was true, and the Boss will be playing somewhere in the immediate vicinity of the Lincoln Memorial on Sunday, along with a crazy lineup of pinko-commie-Islamofascist-fake-America-lib’ral-leftist artists. Start time is T.B.D.2 p.m., and it’ll show on HBO from 7 to 9 that night. The performers list includes the likes of:
Beyonce, Mary J. Blige, Bono, Garth Brooks, Sheryl Crow, Renee Fleming, Josh Groban, Herbie Hancock, Heather Headley, John Legend, Jennifer Nettles, John Mellencamp, Usher, Shakira, Bruce Springsteen, James Taylor, will.i.am and Stevie Wonder. …
Jamie Foxx, Martin Luther King III, Queen Latifah and Denzel Washington will be among those reading historical passages. The Rev. V. Gene Robinson will give the invocation.
I know where I’m spending my Sunday afternoon. I’ll hopefully have some pictures up this time next week, when – oh yeah – I’ll be getting dressed for a little shindig at the Air & Space Museum. Gonna be an awesome weekend.
From AL and via Jezebel: Are you a lady who’s recently lost her virginity? Do you expect to be? Then boy have we got the read for you! Direct from 1965, Found Objects brings you The Recently Deflowered Girl, a very nice little (parody) etiquitte guide to the confused, but glowing, young woman.
Via Yglesias: Define irony? Making this videoabout New Media Douchebags and putting it on YouTube, mayhaps? Kind of great it comes out the day I’m sitting around trying this blogging thing out again…
Via DCist: HBO is taping airing (presumably live) the Opening Celebration for the 56th Presidential Inaugural on Sunday January 18. Rumor is that Springsteen will be headlining, but given that HBO is onboard, even if the Boss skips out, you can bet somebody good will be there. And did I mention that the concert will be on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial? How do you spell badass?
That image is not of Ebola or HIV/AIDS or even Africanized honey bees. No, it’s a much more devastating plague of low wages prices that has spread insatiably from Arkansas through the rest of the country: Wal-Mart. Check the animation for some real epidemiology. [via Gizmodo]
Step 1: stupid misogynist asshat blogger anonymously writs nasty things about a model. Step 2: said model takes offense. Step 3: model sues Google in order to find identity of stupid misogynist asshat blogger. I don’t know exactly where the profit comes in. [The Big Money]
Of course, as soon as I say something about ESPN’s effective monopoly on teevee sports, in comes the cable monopolist, wanting a piece of that action. [Sports by Brooks via Deadspin]
And finally, another to add onto the pile of stupid tattoos that will be regretted later. [Deadspin]
Long-time producer Jen Andrews, Japan's Number One Mixer Sean De Tore, and host Luke Burbank, the crew behind TBTL
I’m a big fan of Luke Burbank, Jen Andrews, Sean De Tore, and everybody who goes into making Too Beautiful to Live happen. (That means you, GRZA, Nickturn, and Robin Turner!) I’ve been listening since AL introduced me to the show in April, and I’ve even been on the show by the magic of telephone technology a couple times (including for a really ill-advised entry into a mustache competition).
Anyway, tonight is the one-year anniversary of TBTL’s very first episode, and it’s sure to be a great episode. Tune in online tonight at 10 p.m. EST, or just hit 97.3 on the FM dial if you find yourself in Seattle (I mean, that’ll happen sometimes). At the very least, click over to iTunes and subscribe to the podcast – they’re just coming back after a week of Best Of… episodes, so you can jump right in with the cream of the proverbial crop and be up with the new stuff! It’s the best of both worlds! You’ll thank me later.
At any rate – congrats Luke, Jen, and Seanny – here’s to another great year of pushups, the Busey, Hot Cheetos, and literally running marathons.
Like many who spend significant time in the tubes and in front of the tube, I have a love-hate relationship with the WWL. They are essentially a monopoly provider of sports television, and honestly their production values are some of the best, if you’re into bells and whistles. But they love them some gimmicks. Just to name a few, there’s “Who’s Now?”, “Best Sports City”, Chris Berman, and now tonight’s switcheroo, where the network’s top NBA announcing crew will go to Durham for tonight’s Stephen Curry Davidson-Duke matchup, leaving the NCAA commentators to the NBA game in Denver.
Big reveal and more after the jump. God, it’s been a long time since I said that…
Image courtesy of http://www.elfwood.com/art/a/l/altorres/rip_van.jpg.html
*Yawn*
*Stretch*
I must have dozed off there for a second. What’d I miss?
An election? Okay, sure. Worldwide economic collapse? I mean, that happens sometimes. Tampa Bay won the pennant? What the shit!?!?
Wait… I was out of commission for how long? Fucking six months?? Shit. When you said the Devil Rays made the Fall Classic, I thought it had been the better part of a decade.
Apologies, dear readers (both of you) for the absence. What started out as a minor over-reliance on The Internet is Your Playground and Lost in the Tubes became critical after a simultaneous work crunch for both Juice and me. When laziness and inertia set in, there was really nothing doctors could do; Culturegeist was down. Finally, a London-induced internet coma for myself and a bout with acute loneliness for Juice (Sorry, buddy!) just cemented the status quo sans blog.
Anyway, we’re going to be regaining our sea legs over the next little while – assuming we ever had them in the first place – and as Juice said, hopefully we’ll have some exciting new stuff in the pipe. If nothing else, class doesn’t start till Monday, so I have a few days to reaquaint myself with finding the weird, wild stuff we all know and love. And now I’m even assisted by The Magic that Is Google Reader and more blogs than I ever knew I could read.
No, really, don’t call it a comeback. Yet… but we’re working on it.
The AMT and I are storming back in the new year. Culturegeist is storming back in the new year. Just like Soul For Real. Once again, we will freestyle when called upon. We will trollop when called upon. We will bring you the creamy goodness that you’ve come to expect from this high-quality internet publication. (Note: Jokes about library head and complicated Lebowski references will still be included. So no worries there.)
We have some plans for new features, and maybe even some additional contributors so we can keep a steady stream of quality content flowing through the tubes.
So check back soon. There will be some new content soon and we should be all the way back within the next couple of weeks.
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