Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Snip, snip, snip

The New Puritanism, or, Some Troubling Tendencies in Video Game Criticism

Sarra says this article is meh. Then again, she's heard me complain about this subject any number of times.

However, it's something I have never put into writing. No one will notice, but I grow bored of sensitivity.

I want punk back, and if that means I have to align myself with Oscar Wilde, so be it. Better company than most.

The New Puritanism, or, Some Troubling Tendencies in Video Game Criticism

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Big Brother on a white horse is near

I used to work with Jello Biafra's cousin.

Decent guy.

Always wear the happy face.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Anger is an energy

I know, Johnny, it has eaten at my guts for years.

The written word is a lie.

Indeed, the truth is in tautology:

I could be wrong.
I could be right.

Forever and ever. Amen.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

I admire this seven-year-old girl in the same way that I admire Tinkerbell

And for the exact same reasons.

Yes, it is an assumption on my part that the song "Seven" is being sung by a seven-year-old, but everything she has to say is too true and too noble that I can't help but think that she is seven.

Tinkerbell is, by the way, the hero of Peter Pan. Peter Pan himself is a putz.