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From Urizen's Facebook page:
A bit late, but interview with Michael Moorcock in The New Statesman (that's some kinda commie rag, ain't it, Limey?) about The Whispering Swarm which was pretty interesting and given the clickbait (he only talks about J.R.R. for one paragraph) title:
IIRC, Sherlock thought Dupin was a rank amateur.
"Watch the animated visual from London based Afro-Psych rockers Vodun - 'Minos Army' (Animation: Federico González Camargo /
"The energetic track and video revolve around the the all-female army who fought the French imperialists in 19th Century West Africa."
Verizon strike appears to be on hold.
At the Pride showing, somewhere around the half hour mark, the Nigerian Princess apparently turned to Mr. Comrade and complained "There aren't any black people in this movie!" Somewhere around the hour mark, she had changed her mind and exclaimed "This movie is awesome!"
At one point, I saw Lowell Carpenter dude crying.
At the CAJE meeting, the Coloured Princess, who is a fashion designer, subjected our t-shirts to a withering critique and, later, I noticed that there were periods after "C," "A," and "J" but not "E". [Facepalm] Hey, they were made by Lone Working-Class Black Woman, you go tell her her t-shirts suck!
Supposed to have a CAJE meeting on Tuesday, a first Ain't I a Woman?: Black Women and Feminism reader's circle gathering on Thursday, La Principessa finally comes up here (summer's only half f%$%ing over!) on Friday and some kind of branch meeting on Saturday, all the while waiting to see if Verizon goes out. I'm guessing I'm not going to make it to everything.
[Mind is blown]
I didn't realize such a thing existed.
[Mind comes back to him]
Eight chapters in, I'm pretty sure I haven't read The Scarlet Letter before. Now that I think of it, I failed Junior English the first time. Hmmm. Anyway, yeah, I like it thus far.
Nobody can Hardy like Hardy. Nobody.
(Amuses self by imagining Hester and Tess teaming up to wreak revenge upon Arthur and Angel and other dickish men.)
Haven't had time to really sit back and websurf, lately, but I did today and found two interesting articles about the Russian Civil War from a post on Facebook by a fellow Paizonian! Huzzah! We're taking over!
No, no. Actually, here, he's not a politroll, have never even run into him on the boards, he mostly lurks up in one of the Adventure Path forums, apparently. He used to run around and comment on pictures of me holding various signs and saying things like "What happened to 'Vive le Galt?'"
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
I thought she was sober but, later, realized that the vitamin supplements I thought she was taking was a cannabis tincture she had cooked up.
Oh yeah, and on the way back, she told us about all her old D&D characters. I swear, sometimes I get the impression that the far left is just a bunch of nerds.
Anti-KKK rally in Faneiul Hall:
International Socialist Organization (Cliffites) = 1
Interestingly, the latter had an article denouncing the latest GE contract as a sellout. Comrade Omar worked on that contract, albeit for UE whereas the article writer is complaining about the IUE. Hmm.
Also, got my picture taken holding a "Finish the Civil War!" sign standing behind Red Steve Kirschbaum while he was giving a speech about Robert Gould Shaw and the Massachusetts 54th. Sent it to La Principessa, I'm sure she'll be jealous.
Then Mr. Comrade, the Nigerian Princess and I went and played D&D.
The Mad Hermit levelled! Woo hoo!
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
even the Sparts, whom, to answer your question, I haven't been a member of in over 15 years, but I still annoy my current comrades by posting their pamphlets and articles on my Facebook page.
For example (even though this isn't Facebook), in honor of today's Google picture:
Speaking of 15 years, Comrade Omar sent me a story that was shared with him by a former rep for the Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers, who don't exist anymore. They merged with the United Steel Workers who led the successful (? I actually forget now) oil strike this past year:
So this steelworkers rep who used to be a ocaw rep tells me Dow closed down a plant in 98. They left a 7 man decommissioning crew. They forgot about them. They kept getting pay and raises until just last year when they brought someone by to survey the property they were selling and Dow realized they were still there. Said for 15 years they came in at 8am walked around the building a couple times, ate and watched TV then went home.
U-nion! U-nion! U-nion!
Freehold DM wrote:
La Principessa is a communist activist of eight-years standing. Bigger, blacker, and if successful, beardier may all win you points in her favor, but she likes her men red.
Didn't see that coming.
Well, it's a little early to categorize La Principessa as a "mate," but:
At a comrade's house the night before Thanksgiving. Heavy flirtation occurred over a weekend full of Black Friday protests in front of the Wal-Mart and Ferguson solidarity rallies. Two weeks later, me and Mr. Comrade made a video at a victory rally for striking UE machinists, I catcalled La Principessa and put it on her Facebook page.
She's been mine ever since.
Went out to lunch with La Principessa, La Principessa's Single Mother Comrade and La Principessa's Single Mother Comrade's 7-Year-Old ADHD-Diagnosed Son and the latter, for no apparent reason whatsoever, called La Principessa "Big Bra."
Out of the mouths of babes, etc.
He also referred to me as "Big Belly" (shut up, brat!) and, much more worrisome, "Daddy."
Objectification of women is a terrible, terrible thing, as is societal pressure put upon them to make them conform to some Cosmo-approved standard of beauty.
La Principessa was telling me that she's been putting on weight and that it's all been going to her breasts and buttocks. In fact, she had to stop wearing her 32 DD brassieres and buy 32 DDD brassieres.
I told her it was okay.
"Any privileged group will inevitably seek to put a brake on progress in order to retain its privileges, while the oppressed section of society is bound to fight all such attempts in order to stand up for its own rights."
--Ivan Yefremov, "The Heart of the Serpent" in More Soviet Science Fiction edited by Isaac Asimov
Monday Morning Jazz Brunch
Saw American Hustle the other day and realized I hadn't listened to this one in a long while:
The characters flirted to "Jeep's Blues," but in was "Diminuendo and Crescendo in Blue" that (almost? I forget the details now) started a riot.
Huzzah! Comrade Gersen mentioned that to me before, but I haven't found all the Brust books I've been picking up to see if I have them all in order.
As for the Coloured Princess, well, I am no expert in accents or nothin', but she sounded a lot posher than those dudes in Lethal Weapon 2. Maybe she studied in ol' Blighty? Regardless, it was, indeed, sexy.
Comrade Closet, that's a big long question that I may or may not come back to depending on my mood.
Up to the issues that were published in the mid-'90s when a young Doodlebug was first coming around. Articles on the war on drugs and mass incarceration fifteen years before The New Jim Crow came out. No wonder I liked that book so much.
Immensely enjoying going back and forth between Hardy and Brackett.
"The crooked lane leading from their own parish to Mellstock ran along the lowest levels in a portion of its length, and when the girls reached the most depressed spot they found that the result of the rain had been to flood the lane over-shoe to a distance of fifty yards. This would have been no serious hindrance on a week-day; they would have clicked through it in their high pattens and boots quite unconcerned; but on this day of vanity, this Sun's-day, when flesh went forth to coquet with flesh while hypocritically affecting business with spiritual things; on this occasion for wearing their white stockings and thin shoes, and their pink, white, and lilac gowns, on which every mud spot would be visible, the pool was an awkward impediment. They could hear the church-bell calling--as yet nearly a mile off."
"I shot Laura three times, carefully, between the shoulders."
Nigerian Princess as she and Mr. Comrade get ready to go see the Anglo-Ibo singer Nneka:
"I haven't met a white American male who dresses well yet."
Mr. Comrade as he puts on a dress shirt and a pair of shoes that don't have holes:
"What about me?"
"Oh, it doesn't matter, I love you, baby."
The details escape me at the moment, but, recently, a female acquaintance complained that she thought her partner was going to be a better lover because he had read Castaneda. Yeah, I told her, I don't think that's what Don Juan is about. Haven't read the Acid Test since high school. Should probably re-read it.
Anyway, I'm a little terrified of the red inscription across the messageboards home page and worried that, come next Tuesday, I will no longer be able to post on these boards due to computer illiteracy. In case that is true, I love all of you and will miss you dearly and I have started reading Tess.
Thank you, I will pass the word along, Lord Dice.
He complained that Butler was the only black female sci-fi/fantasy author he could find at the Nashua Barnes and Noble and that Kindred was the only book they had by her. I then cuffed him for thinking that he could find a wide variety of books at the Barnes and Noble.