A youtube post by Xeni, about Calipers Addamsapple, recommended by Andrew James? This deserves a wikipedia entry of its own!

Makes me sick just looking at it. Fucking n00b, I must be the only person he's beaten in the damn game.

All you mns-haters out there better add that code to your rivals list so you can show him who's boss on a real playing field.

-- Mr. Q

A: Not having a livejournal in the first place, thus being disqualified from Special Olympic participation.

Now, let's get down to business, shall we?

Somebody call CNN, an old tv show filmed in the 60s has cultural debris in the background that's also from the 60s! Can you believe it? Mark can't.

Meanwhile, Cory Doctorow fills in for Xenifer, recycling Ye Olde Ancient Goatse Meme. Always fascinating and in vogue, just like the word "blogosphere". Oh wait...

Still, he finds the time to post another ad disguised as a blog post for his "new" book, just in case you missed the three other times El Mierdaperro shilled himself in the past 7 days. Four times, seven days. I guess maybe he took the weekend off...

OK, people, chat amongst yourselves. And WILKOMMEN to our new German visitors.

Isn't it wonderful when some dude sets himself on fire? Xeni thinks it is.

Isn't it wonderful that scientists have figured out that apparently head trauma causes brain injury?

Isn't it wonderful when there are minor problems with electronic voting? I know every time I hear about problems with voting machines, I get a happy little knowing smile on my face from all the joy.

Isn't it wonderful when people dig around the internet for links that they can use to frame yet another mention of their "Zero G" flight from, what, 2000? Yep, pretty wonderful.

Isn't it wonderful when Xeni sends the world another coded message about her gender identity?

Isn't it wonderful that people look to Boingboing for advice, on anything?

Isn't it wonderful when Xeni copies and pastes a paragraph someone else wrote about someone else making a documentary about events that we wouldn't even *know* about had the individuals involved not already *made* a "documentary"?

Yes, people, these are all wonderful things. They are such by definition. After all, they were all posted in the last two days on "A Directory of Wonderful Things".

One thing that is actually wonderful, at least to me, is a biter that thinks he's a troll. Keep those comments comin', why?!

Is Violent Blew really writing corpse-fucking fantasies? Hrmm, what's the word for the psychological phenomenon of a damaged victim levelling self-criticism at others? Oh yeah; projection.

I learned that in college. College is where smart people go, unlike Violet, Cory, and Xeni, who found high school to be a little too "challenging".

So it seems "Andrea James", not content with editing the Wikipedia entries for her friends and business partners, found herself a real-life Comic Book Guy to battle a "small but vocal group of editors insisting on a criticism section for Xeni Jardin". "Motor" was more than happy to oblige, insisting that no consensus is valid unless "he's" signed on.

Oh, the irony of being called a "malcontent with a grudge" by a self-described Star Trek nerd... Surely only hilarity can ensue...

Will the three-revert rule be enacted? Will 'consensus' ever be reached? More importantly, will "Motor" actually figure out that the implied tail he's pursuing is, in fact, a ladyboy, and, ultimately, does that even matter to a desparate Babylon 5 fan? Stay tuned for scenes from the next episode...

Man in an elaborate woman costume, Jokestress has decided all that discussion prior to her reading this site was wrong, and has decided to go ahead and edit the Xeni Jardin page herself.

I looked at the xenisucks.com site and was pretty underwhelmed by the quality of the content. Further, the site really doesn't seem to be that notable. Alexa has it at 270,000th or something like that. The "criticism" is basically one tepid potshot for each BoingBoing post made by this article's subject. If you are going to rant on someone for their "lameness," your rants better not be lame in comparison.

Or what? You'll edit the Wikipedia page? OH NOES!!!1111 LOL DONGS.

Three words, "Jokestress": NEW YORK TIMES.

Kathryn Cramer is taking questions and dismissing any and all criticism as "trollery". Enjoy. Oh, and she thinks you're all sexists, too. Especially you female commentors.

Wincing into the Future: A "Mashup Podcast Blah Blah Blah"

One of the things I find most annoying about Jardin, and, for that matter, people like "Violet Blue", is their self-appointed placement on what they think is the cutting edge of culture. I'm sure there are people out there who would consider them such, but this is entirely the result of a very low standard as to what the "fringe" is. However, the reality is that Jardin and Blue occupy a very sterile, cripsy-clean, politically correct space in modern culture, attaching themselves to mild, banal iconography of "rebellion" and "edginess". Blue even goes so far as to associate herself with Survival Research Lab, frequently mentioning her volunteer labor with them, yet never so much as dips her tiny little toes in the deeper water that is the underlying themes of SRL. I'm sure Pauline is more than happy to accept whatever volunteer labor comes his way, and I don't fault him for this, but I sincerely doubt he has much respect for Blue's "writing". One need only compare the work of his peers and cultural contemporaries to that of both Jardin and Blue to see the lack of depth, and narrowness of subject matter they both fundamentally represent.

With this "podcast" (Fuck, how I hate that word), I've attempted to do two things;

1. Make a brutally unlistenable monstrosity
2. Juxtapose some cultural elements which, by proxy, Violet Blue tries to associate herself with, which her reactionary politics would find incredibly heinous, with what is her own pedestrian "content" (replete with stuttering, giggling like a school girl, and all of the glorious wonders which serve as the prime example of why podcasting is fucking stupid, like, say, her telling everyone it's her birthday, and talking about how she's done some really "naughty" things in her living room, but she feels safe, because she lives on the top floor) and Xeni's raspy "tech reporting" in all of its overdramatic splendour, in an effort to show the stark contrast between that which actually broke some cultural boundaries, some twenty years ago, and what these two clowns think is breaking some boundaries today.

In the first goal, I am ashamed to say, I believe I have failed, in that I listened to it on the walk I just took, and didn't fast forward. Had it been as atrocious as I had intended, this would not be the case. In the second goal, however, I believe it to be a reasonable success. The second goal, though, was the easy one; every day, these two morons crank out mindnumbingly boring tripe. One-upping them with content that, again, is upwards of 20 years old, was trivial. Select a few Boyd Rice tunes, some Jim Goad ranting, a COIL song about a sewage worker being sodomized by his coworkers in puddles of human excrement, all as a birthday ritual, add Xeni and Violet, presto, it's done.

They may think of themselves as being the avant garde; the cutting edge of post-modern culture. They are not. Instead, they are maggots, crawling out from the edges of a scab that just won't heal, some two decades later. They are, in effect, the Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie of what passes as "counterculture" and "geek chic". While the sane, rational world wonders why the fuck these two idiots are given air time, there is still an army of sycophantic poseurs who defend them virulantly, and insist that anyone who criticizes them is obviously just jealous.

Jealous of what, I ask? I pee standing up, and I make a good living. I can't imagine life could be much better than it is, particularly when I can take 15 minutes of free time each day and inflict critical wounds to the egos of those who so desparately want the attention their families denied them in their pained adolescence. I don't do this because I hate; I do this because it's fun. I do this, ultimately, because I can. And I'm not the only one who finds it fun. Strange, that...