Sunday, September 28, 2008

Because we need more horny Jewish males pulling the strings!


Please read my platform and if you support my goals send us money to help with the campaign!
My motto is: Be afraid, be very afraid. We're afraid of the upcoming civilization economic/ecological collapse! We're afraid of each other; we're afraid of our sexuality; we're afraid of being afraid! I urgently advocate people to bring up their clown chakra. Let's take ourselves less seriously?

Ask Leon!

Friday, September 26, 2008

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Buy my shitpile!


The biggest robbery in the history of this country is taking place as you read this. Though no guns are being used, 300 million hostages are being taken. Make no mistake about it: After stealing a half trillion dollars to line the pockets of their war-profiteering backers for the past five years, after lining the pockets of their fellow oilmen to the tune of over a hundred billion dollars in just the last two years, Bush and his cronies -- who must soon vacate the White House -- are looting the U.S. Treasury of every dollar they can grab. They are swiping as much of the silverware as they can on their way out the door.

Michael Moore

Monday, September 22, 2008

The belly of the mayor

Repent sinner!


Joe Eszterhas, who wrote “Basic Instinct” and “Showgirls,” is a new man, born again of the Holy Spirit. He gives his testimony at Newsweek’s On Faith religion site:

"Why did God save the life of a man who had trashed, lampooned, and marginalized Him most of his life? Why did He take the time and the trouble to save me? It certainly wasn’t because I had written Basic Instinct and Showgirls, right? Was it because my wife and I had four little boys we were trying to raise? Possibly. Or was it God’s divinely impish sense of humor? Well . . . and then all of the things God said would happen . . . did. My life has turned inside-out. I have stopped my excesses and replaced them with prayer and long walks. I am carrying the cross as often as they’ll let me at Holy Angels Church in Bainbridge Township, Ohio."

Ask Leon!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

California got it

Was Tchaikovsky poisoned?


Tchaikovsky was one of the first postmodern composers. His infamous "1812 Overture" pasted sound collages, cannon explosions...

Tchaikovsky died in St. Petersburg on November 6, 1893, nine days after the premiere of his Sixth Symphony, the Pathétique. His death has traditionally been attributed to cholera, contracted through drinking contaminated water several days earlier. However, some have theorized that his death was a suicide because he was outed. Homosexuality was no longer a stigma in Tsarist Russia, but was accepted at the highest levels of public life. At worst, Tchaikovsky might have gone into exile, like Oscar Wilde. The question remains by musicologists and researchers...

Friday, September 12, 2008

New Gates & Seinfeld ad


These ads have been referred to as "icebreakers." Gates has been wisely cast as Seinfeld's straight man. In this installment, it drags on for too long, and still fails to get to the point. There remains no mention of product, and scant reference to Microsoft at all. Additionally, the juxtaposition of the two rich men against the "real world" continues to make them look like haplessly ignorant aristocrats.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Hockey moms vs. Soccer moms


Sarah Palin proudly described herself as a "hockey mom" in her speech to the Republican National Convention Wednesday night. How do hockey moms compare with soccer moms? They probably have to pay a good deal more to get their kids on the ice; They may also have to wake up earlier, too; because ice time is limited, many teams are forced to have practice hours before school starts. Hockey partisans on the Internet also claim that hockey moms are a bit more intense than their soccer counterparts, both in terms of the commitments they make to the sport and the intensity with which they cheer their kids. Partially as a result, USA Hockey has spearheaded a "Relax, It's Just a Game" campaign to try to get parents to calm down.