Julian Assange plays strip scrabble with raincoaster. We ALL win!
Wouldn’t you like to see the secret stash of deliciousness from The Artist Formerly Known as HarryHarrison (at least to users of nerdlink filing-cabinet sites and OK Cupid; think of delicious as Tumblr but for nerds, not hipsters)?
Yes, of COURSE you would, you sick perv, you.
Behold, the collected bookmarks of Julian Assange:
Gogol Bordello (band) SAVE | SHARE [Oh, Julian, you hipster wannabe]
Voltaire and Emilie du Chatelet SAVE | SHARE [yeah, no wonder I love this man]
Access The Great Books SAVE | SHARE [do you think he'll put his OWN book here, or insist you buy via Amazon affiliate link?]
Julian Assange teacup shot. Is that a venti?
And so on. At least he lost interest and got busy with Wikileaks before adding the obligatory “I’m in my late 30′s and still want to pull hipster chicks” nod to Arcade Fire.
Still, Arcade Fire DID do this:
for which the fact they are an ageing hipster’s favorite band is forgiven, because this particular iteration of this particular song is the great protest anthem of our time. We’re not as raw as The Clash, but our riots aren’t just Quiet: they’re silent, but for the clicking of keys on an iMac. Vaguely apologetic but inexorable, conscious of the past and very much aware of this moment in history, twee, precious, metrosexual but somehow effective nonetheless; yup, this is us, right here, right now. But where was I?
Oh yes, perving on Julian Assange, checking out four year old bookmarks, and introducing our celebrity gossip links for today.
Links: You just can’t get enough, you insatiable pervs!
