on being gwyneth

kim novak doll

the thing is about being[acting] the cynic is that i get to be all smug and gleeful when i’m right.

i wonder when they’ll make aerogel dildos?

on firelily

i have installed a movabletype -> livejournal crossposting plugin, and hooked up both the main and the blather blogs.

whee.

so for no good reason i found myself watching a bit of a show that re-hashed all the old goo about how the bible is full of ufo sightings. oddly, one of the commentators was apparently a catholic priest. well well, i said to myself… we are just a wee bit confused, aren’t we?

but anyway…
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an open question

one of the reaons i spend less time arguing is that it’s just plain exhausting. teasing out the contradictions, inconsistencies and simple categorical failures in other people’s thought that are as plain as day to me is usually an excruciating process that serves nothing in the end. i can lead some poor shmuck by the hand for pages, tracing out the little dodges and weaves, and unless they are entirely agenda-bound or somehow dishonest – which is true often enough – all i demonstrate is that i was right in the first place. which i already knew, so it’s not like my ego gets a cookie.

the ones i have the hardest time with, unfortunately, are the supposedly educated. they’re often just smart enough – and just enough invested in their status – to mount rhetorical barriers or deploy minefields of factoids, all of which require precise circumnavigation to properly address without getting caught up in the misdirection.

so i let more and more shit slide these days.

not a particularly charitable or humble posture, i know. but it saves wear and tear.

one of the purposes of this secondary blog is to valve a bit on the sidelines. this is one of those entries.
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speaking of genesis p-orridge and flamboyant genderfucks, check out pete burns.

(you may remember him as the guy with the eyepatch who sang “you spin me round” with the 80s group dead or alive.)

cute, eh?