everything has a fansite: Jean Teasdale edition

Jean Teasdale, and aren't you glad you're not herA word of warning: this site does, just as you’d expect, feature corny background music that comes up and irritatingly synths around the whole time the page is up, but as I say, what can you expect from Jean Fucking Teasdale, perhaps the most perfect example of the average internet addict that the world has ever seen? What could be more typical? Only the fact that this “fansite” is, in fact, her own creation. Do check out the fan fiction; it’s unmissable!

The Pew Institute earlier this year released an exhaustive study of internet use and demographics and they found, much to their surprise, that the mean internet user, who was in fact quite average and not a little mean, even though she doesn’t want you to think so and uses any number of animated teddy and kitten gifs in her chain emails to further her warm and cuddly image, wasn’t the 15-year-old antisocial boy the advertisers were looking for at all, but was, in fact, a 45-year-old, highly socialized woman.

Jean Teasdale is their leader. animated kitten. Anybody got a gun?

Resistance is futile: You will be assimilated. Have a happy!

Percy Bysshe Shelley on blogging

This dude so totally nailed it. Was he blogging at Diary-X, too?

Ozymandias, the blogger

 

Ozymandias

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read,
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792-1822

we’re #2! we’re #2!

show us your ID card and no funny business!

Canada has always tried harder.

Here, with very little effort, we runner-up the world in the protection of individual privacy. Other, less fortunate and more Orwellian countries such as Latvia(#13), Slovenia(#26), Thailand(#30), the United States(#31) and the United Kingdom(#33), could learn from us: appoint a career alcoholic to be in charge of your privacy commission and his staff will ensure that privacy is protected and that he’s passed out long before he can answer government requests to loosen restrictions.

Stolen from Let’s Go Everywhere, which stole it from the Canadian Press.

LONDON — Germany and Canada are the best defenders of privacy, and Malaysia and China the worst, an international rights group said in a report released Wednesday (Oct 31).
Britain was rated as an endemic surveillance society, at No. 33, just above Russia and Singapore on a ranking of 37 countries’ privacy protections by London-based Privacy International.

The United States did only slightly better, at No. 30, ranked between Israel and Thailand, with few safeguards and widespread surveillance, the group said…

Best Protectors of Civilian Privacy
1. Germany
2. Canada
3. Belgium
3. Austria
5. Greece
6. Argentina
6. Hungary
8. France
8. Poland
8. Portugal
8. Cyprus
12. Finland
13. Italy
13. Luxembourg
13. Latvia
13. Estonia
13. Malta
18. Denmark
18. Czech Republic
18. Ireland
18. Lithuania
18. New Zealand
18. Slovakia
24. Australia
24. Spain
26. Slovenia
26. Netherlands
28. Israel
28. Sweden
30. United States
31. Thailand
31. Philippines
33. Britain
34. Singapore
34. Russia
36. Malaysia
36. China

Discounted!

everything has a fansite: Martin Scorsese’s Eybrows’ edition

Martin Scorcese's eyebrowsHaven’t I told you, many a time, that everything on Earth, no matter how sordid, obscure, or meaningless, has a fansite?

Oh yes I did, and here is the proof: a fansite devoted entirely to the poetical expression of the attraction/repulsion principle as it relates to Oscar-winning director Martin Scorsese’s eyebrows.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we at the ol’ raincoaster blog are proud to present Nosebleed Ridge. via Defamer.

The Getaway

I scream in my sleep
Martin Scorsese’s eyebrows are chasing me
across LA
I carry a tired cardboard suitcase stuffed
full of my old writings
novels and screenplays
and scraps of ideas
jotted onto bar napkins
crowding away the
phone numbers
of lovers gotten
and forgotten
notes for unwritten books
spill as I run
Martin Scorsese’s eyebrows are chasing me
across LA

Discuss.

still not dead

illinbut whoa, totally feeling like death would be preferable.

At least my doctor established that the weird skewbalding was due to a reaction to ibuprofen, so that’s it, no more exotic pharmaceuticals for me. I’ll stick with the Dong Quai and the aspirin, thank you very much. And the Ginger Tea. It’s true what James Barber said: it does get you high. So I guess you’re still sick, but you feel awful perky about it.