A few random links for you, in a big rash of posts -- this is the first of three.
- Joining a fan club, with my friends... Jellyfish are an amazing band, and I love them. Everybody should listen to them.
- Amy points out that there's nothing un-American about the abuse at Abu Ghraib. In fact, the US does it all the time, in US prisons, to US prisoners, in the USA.
- John Stewart gave a commencement address at his alma mater. Very funny, and very clever. And somewhat insulting to the university, but so what?
- Smart Mobs looks interesting.
- Kerry leads Bush in the latest poll, even with Nader in the equation.
- Supergirl has come to Smallville! And she's got some fantastic powers. If there were a god, it would have been Sarah Michelle Gellar. (Or, possibly, Sarah Jessica Parker. A chain-smoking, neurotic thirtysomething Supergirl would have been hilarious.) This blonde chick is interestingly sinister, but not really cutting it as a long-term supergirl.
I'm liking the whole way Smallville is heading. It's getting all dark, and proper big-scale conflict instead of freak-of-the-week. Once Lex and Clark starts fighting it's gonna rock.
In the absence of blogging, I have been commenting on other people's blogs... first of two, this one a comment on Rainbow Villa:
I need to meet more gays. Even though I have a large group of friends, none of them seem to know any gays to introduce me to. I tried the LGBT group of the university, but that ended in disaster. There is nothing for me there. Online dating is only useful if you're looking for a dirty 50-yr-old guy to rag you. Really, the only viable option is going to gay clubs. I quite like gay clubs as a matter of fact.... I like the music and the fact that I can act like a gay and not feel forced to withhold myself, as I do in a straight place. But since I only have straight friends, the power of majority always dictates I go to straight bars and clubs. If I had some friends (gay or straight) to go to the clubs de homo, I'm sure I'd find some love on a saturday night that wasn't on the TV.
Clubs are by no means the only or best way to go to meet people. If you go to clubs, the people you will meet most often are the people who think clubs are the best place in the world: shallow, boring people, whose lives revolve around getting drunk and boasting about how many people they've shagged.
The best way to meet other gay people -- just as for straight people -- is via friends of friends. Hang out with people you like, in large numbers. Go to parties with new people. Go to daytime events, random events you'd never go to. Meet lots of the people you like best, and then, out of that group, find the gay ones. Not the other way around.
That said, how I've met most of my boyfriends so far has been online: I got to know them first, then met them later and discovered they were cute. But, since I'm still single, this is probably the wrong way to go about things. I should really follow my own advice :-)
Two British soldiers were wounded. Over twenty terrorists were killed.... If this carries on the terrorists will simply run out of people. We win.
Are you CRAZY? The numbers are against us.
There are 150,000 US and UK troops in Iraq. There are 25 million Iraqis. We'll make optimistic assumptions like they won't let women, old men or children participate (none of which are true of the Palestinians next door). We'll completely ignore the thousands more in Afghanistan, Saudia Arabia (where all the 9-11 bombers came from), Sudan (who sheltered OBL), Yemen (who hate our guts). So assuming there are only 10 million able-bodied Iraqi men, and that there no other countries who hates us, then if only 1 in 1000 of them wants to fight us, there are still 10,000 of them - how long does it take to kill 10,000 people, 20 at a time? If the number is 1 in 100 (and really, do we really think 99% of Iraqis love us?) then there are 100,000 of them. If only 2 out of every 100 able-bodied Iraqi men hate us, we are outnumbered. And the numbers are much less happy than that, as we all know.
Come up with any arguments you like that we're winning in Iraq, but dear god, don't try with numbers.
This is the last of the astounding barrage of posts today... I promise.
Since Rik is posting embarrassing pictures of himself at 15, I thought I'd reciprocate with an embarrassing picture -- nay, a collage of embarrassing pictures -- of myself at 16, which is the earliest I could find. Before you think I spend too much time on this, the collage was the only form in which this pictures survived, from an old website of mine :-)
Note that no matter what else goes on in my life, I always have really, really stupid hair. Oh, and the one with me in shades is an attempt to be Neo, which dates that particular photo nicely, as the movie had just come out that summer and it was Halloween.