April 2008 Archives
Amusing search request of the day
“wemom having sex with wemon to watch on my computer”
Bonus points: two log entries down was a search for this:
Haven’t played any Portal yet, but it’s sure as hell not for lack of trying. Call me old-fashioned, but when I go to a store and pay for a game in a box, I kind of expect to be able to put the disc in my drive, install some crap, maybe let it phone home with an activation key, and PLAY THE DAMN THING. Instead, I spent most of last night waiting for updates to the Steam client (which I’m not sure why I even need, this is a single-player game, but you can’t bypass the damn thing) to download. And now it wants to download updates for the game itself before it’ll even let me play. Yes, the system requirements list “Internet connection” (note the distinct lack of the word “broadband” there) which I stupidly assumed was just for that aforementioned “phone home with activation key” thing, not three hours of downloading mandatory updates for shit I don’t even need.
And for the Nth time, people: no, broadband is not an option at my apartment. DSL is almost cheap enough now that I might consider it but it’s still not available where I live, I just checked five minutes ago. Cable is too expensive. U-Verse might be available but you can’t get Internet access by itself, and I don’t want to pay $50+ a month for 500 channels of shit I won’t watch on TV. And no, I am not going to move just to get real Internet.
Huh, maybe this is part of the game? Because from what I hear, this is exactly the sort of thing GLaDOS would do to torture me.
IT’S ALIVE
Coming to you live from The Black Beast of Aaaargh 3.0, which is connected to the Intarwebs AND playing music with no ill effects right now.
*removes Pentium 4 Inside case badge, applies Core 2 Duo inside case badge*
Yeah, well, it’s not a massive improvement over Black Beast 2.0–3GhZ from 2.6, 2GB RAM from 1GB, 512MB Radeon 2600 Pro (you shut the hole in your face, I like ATI, always have, you will not change my mind) from 256MB Radeon …something or other
There’s some accessory sound driver that doesn’t seem to want to install, but at least there is noise coming out of the computer that’s supposed to be coming out of the computer.
MAN I FORGOT HOW BUTTHURT WINXP CAN GET ABOUT MAJOR HARDWARE CHANGES, JEEZ. I couldn’t even get the damn thing into Safe Mode without doing a repair install.
I also got Cloverfield on DVD. And a DVD drive for Stepmom as fare for her dragging me to Fry’s. (also lunch for Stepmom, but that is not here). And to properly break in the new hardware, I have something sitting here next to me that I haven’t played yet but am looking forward to.
Hint: there will be cake. ♥
AAAAAAAAAAA!!!
HOLY MOTHER OF CRAP GUESS WHAT JUST LANDED IN MY BANK ACCOUNT
GO ON, GUESS
IF YOU GUESSED “$600 FROM THE GUBMINT” GO GET A COOKIE
GO AHEAD, IT’S ON ME
*does the “rebuilding my computer real soon now” dance*
In honor of this fine day
Today is International Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Day.
And I come bearing a gift of 100 Candles backstory! Tip Me Over and Pour Me Out, in which the tale of a certain …incident involving a walking teapot is finally told.
In my mind’s ear, I hear record label execs…
…wailing “MOOOOOOOOM! TRENT’S DOING IT AGAAAAAAIN! MAKE HIM STOOOOP!”
Okay, well, I doubt anyone is that butthurt about it, but it’s an amusing mental image.
So yeah, he’s giving out free shit again! I haven’t listened to it yet other than the few bars I heard out of my cousin’s Macbook when she ran to download it after I alerted her to it…after which her entire brood scrambled to find free computers to download it from, and here I am waving my flash drive around going “you guys, YOU GUYS, I have it right here, hold still and I will put it on your computers for y–oh never mind”
I can’t believe this even needs to be explained to some people.
If you have not been living under a rock for the past couple weeks or so, you know that a large number of children were recently removed from the compound of a polygamist cult outside Eldorado. These kids were removed from the compound by CPS due to allegations that girls were being conditioned to believe their only purpose in life was to make babies and that they would go to Hell if they didn’t, were then “spiritually married” to men (some in their 50s) as soon as their babymaking parts started working (protip: mine came online at 10) and expected to make babies for them henceforth.
If even half of those allegations are true, then CPS did the right thing. Can we all agree on that? Can we all agree that if there’s even a chance that this many kids were being emotionally and sexually abused in this way, they needed to be removed from the environment where it was happening?
No, judging by some of the comments on this article, apparently we can’t. Also judging by an e-mail I got from someone in my family who is normally very wise about a great many things and thus should jolly damn well know better, and who further had the stones to refer to middle-aged men and their harems of brainwashed women and underage girls as “unconventional families,” which I’ll get to in a minute.
Since apparently there are still people in this day and age who don’t understand what was wrong with the picture at that ranch outside of Eldorado, let me break it down for you.
- Forcing someone to have sex with you without their consent is rape. There is never a situation where it isn’t. Never. No, not even when your religion says it isn’t. Your religion is wrong. Rape is never, ever, ever, ever, EVER okay. Ever.
- Conditioning women and girls from birth to believe that “no” is not an option and their choices are “let the man have sex with you” or “burn in Hell” is mental and emotional abuse. That’s not okay either. Ever.
- Conditioning boys from birth to believe that the above is okay because God said so is, besides being abusive in and of itself, additionally not okay because it perpetuates the cycle of the above.
- Forcing a woman whom you or yours have conditioned thus to have sex with you is rape. It is not okay.
- This goes times infinity for forcing a CHILD conditioned thus to have sex with you.
- In fact, having sex with a minor under the age of 16 who is not your legal (not “spiritual”) wife PERIOD is, according to Texas law, rape.
There were girls as young as thirteen, maybe younger, in “spiritual marriages” with guys as old as 50, maybe older, brainwashed into thinking there was nothing wrong with this, that this is how God wants it, and that their sole purpose in life is to have and raise children.
Which brings me to… that bit about “unconventional families.”
I’m afraid I take the comparison a little personally. Because as a bisexual woman with a whole lot of friends who are gay, bi, poly, trans, and varying combinations thereof, I am more than a little insulted to see someone who should fuckin’ well know better compare a dirty old man with his harem of brainwashed women and underage girls to non-”one man one woman” relationships between consenting adults, relationships of the sort I might theoretically find myself in someday (not any time soon as long as Intarweb Boyfriend continues to not be a douche, but never mind that).
I’m sorry to break tone, but I really have to let out one brief WHAT THE FUCKING FIGGITY FUCK here. No. Don’t even compare this situation to a gay couple or a lesbian couple or a polyamorous relationship that’s consensual all around. It is not even the same thing. It is not even fucking close. Hint: note the use of the word “consensual” above. Also the use of the word “adults.”
…excuse me.
So CPS came, and CPS saw, and CPS removed. What do the adults do about it? They throw down the “RELIGIOUS PERSECUTION” card, that’s what they do.
Um… no.
I am all for freedom of religion. I am all for freedom of speech.
But freedom of speech has some necessary limits. You can’t yell “FIRE!” in a crowded theater. You can’t yell “BOMB!” on an airplane (even pre-9/11, rest assured, if you had reaped no other consequences for it I would have personally beaten the living shit out of you right there in the aisle and then crammed your stupid ass into an overhead compartment for the rest of the flight).
Same goes for freedom of religion. There is, and there should be, a limit. The point at which your beliefs become a clear and present danger to the mental, physical, and emotional health and safety of another human being is that limit. And again, if even half of the allegations about this place are true, then that limit has been passed.
Sorry, but using some “well, if you turn it sideways and squint” interpretation of scripture to justify treating anyone with a uterus like property and screwing all the underage girls you want is out of bounds.
And you know as well as I do that if this sect didn’t pretend to be some fourth cousin thrice removed of Christianity or the real Church of Latter-Day Saints, if those “funny dresses” the women in this sect wore were black with matching headscarves, if their religious services were held in Arabic, at least three-quarters of the people baying for CPS’s collective head on a pike would be calling them heroes. And a good solid majority of them would be baying for the FBI to firebomb the compound.
Sorry, what were you saying about “religious persecution?”
I hope someday these kids learn that there is life outside the gate of their compound, and it’s not the “neck-deep in lava” kind. I hope the girls learn that they are not just put on this earth to serve their husbands and produce babies. I hope the boys learn that the way their fathers treated women and girls is not acceptable under any circumstances. I hope those mothers grow enough vertebrae to learn to say “no, you CANNOT screw my daughter, she’s only fourteen” and otherwise learn to do their jobs as mothers and protect their kids, and get their children back. Failing that, I hope the foster care system is kind to the kids and gives them to parents who WILL do their jobs as parents. I hope the men never have another unsupervised millisecond of contact with another child, and I hope those who had underage “spiritual wives” are legally treated like the child molesters they are. I’m not holding my breath on any of it.
And this is the last you’re going to see from me on this subject. If, after all this, you still seem to think these people have done nothing wrong, we are just going to have to agree to disagree and never speak of it again.
the future: do not want
I watched Idiocracy with my mom and stepdad a while back, and even though I laughed I vowed never to watch it again. Because the more I thought about it, the more it scared the shit out of me. Because I could look around me and see the shit going on in the parts of the world I could see, and I could nod and go “yep, that’s gonna happen.” And then I would want to hole up in my apartment with a lot of books with big words and no pictures and listen to Beethoven and watch documentaries and weep softly for the fate of the country.
Fast-forward to the past couple of days. I missed the whole Nine Inch Nails Year Zero ARG when it was running, and thanks to the magic of del.icio.us I stumbled across a couple of the associated websites. And then from there I found the associated Wiki, and from there the whole story. Cue a couple solid days of me going “D:!!!” at the picture of the future painted by this game, looking around and seeing shit going on in real life that’s putting us right on a collision course with that kind of future, realizing the future these websites were sent from is only fifteen years away, and going “D:!!!” some more.
If I had to pick one of these futures and death was not an option? SURE, I’LL WATCH “OW MY BALLS” EVERY NIGHT AND END EVERY SENTENCE WITH “BROUGHT TO YOU BY CARL’S JR.” FOR SOME EXTRA POCKET MONEY, SIGN ME UP FOR THAT, AT LEAST I WON’T GET PARTYV& OR EBOLA’D FOR NOT GOING TO CHURCH OR FOR LISTENING TO THE WRONG MUSIC OR WHATEVER. HOLY SHIT DO NOT WANT. D: D: D:
Of course logically I know that the chances of things getting that bad before people stand up and go “EXCUSE ME WTF R U DOING?” are pretty slim, but. Gah. Congratulations, Mr. Reznor, I can’t speak for anyone else but you have freaked my shit right out. Thanks. Love ya. ♥
So if anyone needs me, I’ll be over here resisting the urge to stand in front of the White House with a big sign reading “mah rights, let me show you them, u no can has” and diving headfirst into I Can Has Cheezburger and The Lost Ring. McDonald’s sponsorship of the latter notwithstanding, at least there’s some hope in that one.
If you look up “butthurt” in the dictionary…
I would pay good money to see Stanley Kubrick rise from his grave and kick Uwe’s ass. But since Uwe has no brain to consume, I can see how it really wouldn’t be worth Zombie Kubrick’s time and trouble.
