Zombie 80’s: Max Headroom

I’m sure there was a premise to this, and I’m sure 90% of the people that knew it did not care. I remember this dystopian hawker from my childhood, and even had a penchant for warbling “M-M-Max Headroom-room” at inappropriate intervals during my elementary school years. Behold the horror: The past is truly unknowable.  

Where the Hell I Have Been, or 70 is a Suffusion of Yello

(Dirk Gently reference.) Periods of time come when the thought of adding content to a blog puzzles the will. The evergreen political nonsense saps the spirit. Repeating the same arguments to the same applause sounds agonizingly dull. Besides, it’s springtime outside. The human animal was not meant to remain inside shut up with People Being Wrong… Read More Where the Hell I Have Been, or 70 is a Suffusion of Yello

My Interactions with @REALBROTHER0003 and the Banality of Twitter

A few days ago I tossed off a rather unremarkable post called “Self-Hating Honkies and the War on Easter“. Not much to it, really. In the post, I linked Stacy McCain, who gave me a shout-out on Twitter, as befits a gentleman and scholar. Well, if ‘Islamophobia’ is racist, why isn’t anti-Easter-Bunnyism racist, too? andrewjpatrick.com/2013/03/27/sel…… Read More My Interactions with @REALBROTHER0003 and the Banality of Twitter