“Show me a published writer, and I will show you a person who has kept on writing in spite of every obstacle. He has found time to write. He hasn’t let rejection stop him. Or poverty. Or writer’s block. Or people saying he shouldn’t write about that sort of thing. No matter what happens, he keeps turning out the stuff. Because he’s a writer. It’s what he does. So he does it.”—Richard Laymon, A Writer’s Tale (via briankeene)
The Only Thing Dumber Than the Question Was the Answer
I was channel surfing last night and stumbled across a right-wing cable news channel—Canadian, no less—with the host of some pundit show talking about the comparisons between Obama and Romney to comic book heroes and villains. Forget the fact that the host and his show apparently had no clue as to the difference between John Carpenter’s “The Thing” and The Thing from the “Fantastic Four” comics, it was the question the host levied at the unfortunately-coiffed guest.
For some reason, the host asked if audiences who viewed “The Dark Knight Rises” would be swayed to vote for Obama, because of the movies oh-so-blatant propagandizing of liberal values. As if the movie would somehow be so persuasive as to compel someone to vote for the US President. The question was asinine from the get-go, but the answer was even more so.
The guest said, in a rather long-winded way, said yes … it could.
I am not going to promote the show by naming it or its host or its guest. I will only say that TV is scraping the bottom of the barrel when THIS is the level of political discourse. Fucking hell.
“You know, I don’t agree with all the people who support me and my guess is they don’t all agree with everything I believe in, but I need to get 50.1% or more and I’m appreciative to have the help of a lot of good people." - Mitt Romney on Donald Trump’s "birther" rants”—
Translation: Crazy people are giving me money, but I’m so desperate to win this election, so I have no issues in looking the other way.
It’s nice to know the man will literally take campaign donations from every repugnant jackass with money to burn and an ax to grind. Meanwhile, the KKK are probably cracking open their piggy banks.
That’s pretty ballsy to say from the guy who stars in all those President’s Choice ads.
I’ve never gotten sick once from something purchased at a farmer’s market. I have, however, gotten what I can only describe as Olympic-caliber food poisoning twice in my life after eating President’s Choice products. That’s twice out of hundreds of times, but still … that’s two more times than those nefarious farmer’s markets.