You know we are in the 21st Century when the anarchists win via photobombing.
Category Archives: anarchy
The Pirate Party, me Hearties!
Party on, dudes!
Also: I just thought we needed something other than a video for once on this page. Also also, I’m freaking pissed at YouTube. A video I posted to Gawker.tv yesterday and was working fine today at 11am was “Embedding disabled” by 4pm today. Motherfuckers. In the words of the immortal Jack Burton, sonofabitch must pay. At which point I am tempted to insert a video, but will resist.
Octopus Video, I Love You!
It’s no surprise to any of our regular readers that we’re big fans of all things tentacly here on the ol’ raincoaster blog, whether they be octopoid, squidderiffic, or straight-out Cthulhoid. And why? we are constantly asked.
Because we like to be on the winning side.
The great Cthulhian Revolution has begun. He has risen. Here, direct from sunken R’lyeh in the non-Euclidian Triangle, comes startling footage of the uprising. Fighting back against the loathesome bipeds who have for too long terrorized the planet, a nameless rebel seizes first the communication channel and then the weaponry.
Iä! Iä! Cthulhu arises!
Julian Assange Coloring Book Guest Post by Swifter
Ante? UPPED!
When I asked Swifter if I could repurpose this from the crosstalk thread he replied:
Sure, as long as you tell people that I say it’s where he belongs. You may add whatever other commentary you wish from your own viewpoint, of course.
To which I replied, quite naturally, that my own thoughts on this image were far too kinky to post on a nice, family-friendly blog like mine. And now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s difficult to type with no hands free…
The Julian Assange Coloring Book: yes, this exists
Yes, the world contains wonders. The latest marvel is this perfect gem of a book, the Julian Assange Coloring Book. Just a smidge too late for Christmas, dagnabbit! That’s the bad news: the good news is that this exists and it’s free! Download away! Or you can colour them right on the site with their charmingly primitive digital tools. If you want, you can even email your finished artwork back to the website as JPG attachments and they’ll post them in the gallery. How exciting for you, when Julian himself (oh, are we dreaming? Is it too much to imagine him at the end of a work day, exhausted, pale, just surfing the interwebs for a little entertainment on a long, lonely night in a ten-bedroom mansion in the snow-covered English countryside?
Where was I?
Right, closing the parenthetical, so here you go) when Julian Himself, I say, stumbles across your humble effort. His tired eyes open wide in surprise. He starts in his chair. A Spode cup with the dregs of cocoa in it crashes to the floor. Is this a threat? Is this a joke? Is this a ploy of some kind? but then he relaxes as he realizes that, no, there’s nothing hostile here. A smile plays across his lips, at first tenative, then coy, then satisfied, happy, in on the gentle jest. Ah, that’s better, isn’t it Julian?




