not altogether depressing

A Face in the Crowd

Heather Havrilesky has a quasi-jokey column that precisely illustrates the reasons for my long-held view that Oprah is the opiate of the (white middle class female) people. Yesterday, when word got...

Hugs, Twisty: Blaming now a recognized science

I Blame the Patriarchy has won an award! Dear Blog Owner, Our website Science.org is a informational databases and online news publication for anything and everything related to science and...

Spinster aunt laughed out of town

See this mondo fungal blob? Well, hold onto your hats, because it is the self-same mondo fungal blob a photo of which I posted a few days ago. Back then, it struck me as one of a genus of mushroom...

Danger and slapstick on Savage Death Island!

In keeping with the recent commentary-on-a-comment motif into the self-referential depths of which this blog has recently plunged (if a blog may be said to have plunged into a motif, which...

Immolation

Who doesn’t love the Greeks? First, they invent peach melba. Then Maria Callas. Then they donate a husband and provider for tragic grieving widow Jackie Kennedy. Pretty good, right? But wait,...

A deep subject

As promised: the well pump repair documentary, cinematographed with my iPhone. Five minutes of pure torture. Share This

Hugs, Twisty: Blamer goes out and does what needs to be done

Hugs Twisty! Whaa? Well, Twisty may be orbiting some distant star in a talking robot ship that makes her margaritas and tacos, but her fan mail continues to pour in here in Cottonmouth County. The...

Fictional character returns to home planet

Twisty caught the red-eye back to Obstreperon last night. Her work here, she said, was done. Before she left she implanted a Blame-U-Lator in my lobe (the device will enable her to inject feminist...

Spinster aunt emits guffaw at Sarah Haskins vid

Troubled by that TV commercial where the laundry detergent teddy bear mascot tries to drown a woman in a giant hot tub filled with pink laundry, but instead of calling the cops or trying to kill the...

Molly Ivins, Memory Lane, Maypearl; what more could you want?

Behold the antidote to my two consecutive posts ripping on asshole women: Molly Ivins, vintage 1991, ripping on Camille Paglia. As bloggers who are too lazy to write an actual analysis always say, go...