Campaignus Interruptus
So long, Rick…and thanks for all the wanks.
Pissing Jesus Off
Clip ‘n’ Save: Jesus vs. Jeezus
A handy-dandy primer to print out and distribute to all the confused fundies you might know. I suggest leaving a few hundred copies in the tracts rack at your nearest…
Music for a Sunday: Hut, hut, WHUT?
Q. What do you get when you cross a certain sanctimoniously obnoxious quarterback with Ziggy Stardust? A. THIS: Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Ziggy Star-Crossed. Otherwise known as…
When it doesn’t get better
Via The New Civil Rights Movement, I found out a sad thing today. The young man who made this “It Gets Better” video… …has taken his own life. Eric James…
Teh Ghey takes on Teh Heterostoopid
Guess who wins. Bonus: Conan O’Brien may be about to WHAT? Conan needs an envelope. And the crapaganda whores need a new scriptwriter. Or SEVERAL. And they need to all…
Beware that “haunted house”. And “Jesus Ween”, too.
Christ, what is it with the Religious Reich? Bad enough that they had to steal all our Old Religion holidays out from under us and try to turn them into…
Fun With Photoshop: Somehow, I always did suspect…
…that Rick Perry had a skeleton in his closet, dancing the Watusi in a pink tutu and high heels: Adam, on the other hand, looks like he’s had better.
An icky, creepy (yet strangely apt) similarity
Separated at birth? On the left, “Dr.” Marcus Bachmann, spouse of a certain US Republican presidential aspirant, and professional homophobe who always sets my gaydar bleeping. On the right, John…
What’s wrong with “crisis pregnancy” centres?
Well, for starters, there is NO SUCH THING as a “crisis” pregnancy. That word is utterly meaningless. And then there’s the fact that all this weasel-verbiage exists for a reason:…
What all starts with S?
Satan…socialism…and SOCCER! Yes, SOCCER! And oh, shit…so does my first name! And so does SHIT! Oh shit, I’m going to hell for liking socialism! And Uruguay! And Chavecito! Oh shit,…
Pee Tee Eff Ess Emm!
Yes, that IS a colander on his head. And yes, that is a real, official Austrian driver’s licence. Praise the Flying Spaghetti Monster! For lo, he hath touched a man…