Zizek

Sooooooo…

This is what I do for my Day Job.

Technicolor Yawning Skull

Party Time, y’all!

We all know how important music is to Goths and to parties, so let’s open our rusted cabinet of curiosities and haul out some truly horrifying tunage, shall we?

First up, Diamanda Galas performing the Litanies of Satan live. For those of you who are not familiar with the artist, I will just say I was at a concert of hers where at one point she synchronized the throbbing of her screams to the flashing of the strobe lights. Not exactly sing-along stuff.

Now, a little tune from Sopor Aeternus with images from the 1999 silent film “Begotten,” my favorite review of which said, “Begotten makes Eraserhead look like Ernest Saves Christmas.” And you can see why.

And lastly, we conclude with that insufficiently-discovered vocal treasure, Jan Terry, and her 1994 tune, “Get Down Goblin.”

Lyrics over the jump. And you may wish to, if you’ve listened to this.

Get Down Goblin by Jan Terry
[I have taken the liberty of editing it phonetically. You're welcome]

Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.

The other hawwoween
The children wiw be dwessed up.
Candy, pumpkins, witches awound
The moon shines so bwight.
The air will smeww wike (pudding weaves??) [buwning weaves?]
There’s zewo excitement tonight.

Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.

Who’s that knocking on my doow?
Quote the waven; nevew mowe.
Who’s that knocking on my doow?
Quote the waven; nevew mowe.

It’s Dwacula! Wet ‘em in!
Now the fun wiww begin.
It’s Wowfie! Wet ‘em in! (Howl)
Now the fun wiww begin.

(KILLER BASS SOLO!!!)

The Adam’s famiwy, the Munstews wiww be thewe.
To bwing some goodies wike eye of newt and haiw.
To teach twansiwvania twist and monstew mash.
The Phantom wiww be pwaying, he’ww be a smash.

Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.

Who’s that knocking on my doow?
Quote the waven; nevew mowe.
Who’s that knocking on my doow?
Quote the waven; nevew mowe.

It’s Dwacula! Wet ‘em in!
Now the fun wiww begin.
It’s Wowfie! Wet ‘em in! (Howl)
Now the fun wiww begin.
(key change!)
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down gobwin.
Get down.

I hate Appointments…and the reminder phonecalls, don’t get me started!

Oh god, that is the worst. Amirite?

Chicago Frankfurt Montreal protests

Things have been quiet around the ol’ raincoaster blog lately, mostly because I tried to update Ubuntu like a good little open sourcer and the feculent motherfucker has now stuck my computer in an endless reboot cycle, thanks SO much. Dear Hive Mind: watch your back.

This is because I downloaded Suelette Dreyfus‘s book Underground, isn’t it?

In any case, this is a good time to get back online, even with an outdated, borrowed computer that I can play X’s and O’s on just by writing in the dust of the lid. Because while I was doing nothing much at all but whining at the computer and seeking out home remedies for my (unending) toothache, people in Montreal, Chicago, and Frankfurt were real busy.

Black Bloc Cop

I think this guy got his uniforms mixed up. He should be a hit at NATO duty, when he wears the Guy Fawkes mask with the dress uniform. Black Bloc Boy is giving him total side-eye.

Cops in Chicago

Chicago el protesto

That caption? Not real Spanish, y’all.

We TOLD you to expect us!

This one is almost certainly British, because David Cameron simply doesn’t register outside of the UK. I can see one Anonymous flag, but can’t make out anything else except much nicer architecture than we have in Vangroover.

And, finally, Anonymous has re-posted its guide to secure browsing. The typos are glaring, but the advice is good, and you do not have to actually understand the instructions to follow the instructions. Like a lot of technical things, it makes more sense the more you use it. I mean, you don’t really know how your car engine works, do you? But you can drive, right?

=== The Ultimate Guide for Anonymous and Secure Internet Usage v1.0.1 ===

Table of Contents:

1.   Obtaining Tor Browser
2.   Using and Testing Tor Browser for the first time
3.   Securing Your Hard Drive
4.   Setting up TrueCrypt, Encrypted Hidden Volumes
5.   Testing TrueCrypt Volumes
6.   Securing your Hard Disk
7.   Temporarily Securing Your Disk, Shredding Free Space
8.   Installing VirtualBox
9.   Installing a Firewall
10.   Firewall Configuration
11.   Installing Ubuntu
12.   Ubuntu Initial Setup
13.   Installing Guest Additions
14.   Installing IRC (Optional)
15.   Installing Torchat (Optional)
16.   Creating TOR-Only Internet Environment
17.   General Daily Usage

Since I’m starting from scratch anyway (reminder to self, do not trust Ubuntu One, those are the assholes who fucked up self’s computer in the first place, back up to USB, then give to Cthulhu for safekeeping) and it’s a stat holiday tomorrow in Canuckistan (surprise, American bosses!) I might as well work my way through this list and report back. Although if it works, how will you ever know it’s me? EH? I ask yez.

If you’re not helping, you’re hurting

This post was inspired by a rather heated (40 or so comments) discussion on Facebook about whether misogyny within the ranks is holding back the Occupy movement. Make no mistake: it is. If you chart the flamewars on FB alone, the male individuals against female individuals flamewars are running about double the rate of the male on male flamewars, and this is AFTER the most sensitive women left the group altogether. This came as a huge, and saddening, surprise to me; I was raised in the era of Equality, when fighting for the rights of women was as accepted as fighting for the rights of black people or the handicapped. Apparently, when we were resting on our laurels and telling ourselves we’d come a long way, baby, things slipped backwards.

But silence is a form of collusion, as this image from AnonCircle points out, and it’s time to speak out.

One of the most telling signs of the backsliding: despite that thread being prominently featured in my friends’ news feeds and in various Occupy Vancouver Facebook groups and pages, I was the only woman who commented on it publicly. In a depressing version of “the lurkers are with me” I received many private messages of hearty support from women.

I, naturally, challenged them.

“If you think that, why do you not post it? Why are you telling ME that women deserve equal respect? I already know this.”

“Because I wanted you to know I support you.”

“Then support me. Take my left flank. POST.”

Result: one comment. One is an infinite times greater than zero, so I’m counting this as progress. Courage and support are not courage or support if they melt away like a vampire in daylight.