Brilliant in Two Places
Yes, it's true. Over at Tangled Up in Blue, I did compare Missy Elliot to Gertrude Stein.
Also, over lunch, the Professor looked at me and said, "Of course you'll end up with some conservative jackass. Probably a Confederate Civil War re-enactor. You'd never be happy if you have someone who constantly agrees with you."
To which I say, "That'll be Mr. War of Northern Aggression to you, missy."*
*Note, I didn't actually have that witty comeback at lunch, because, as much as I like to pretend like I'm all smooth, I never come up with this shit until like five hours later. That's why I have to put it here.
posted by Aunt B at 9/08/2005 05:32:00 PM
13 Comments:
The Professor is a wise woman. Heed what she says.
I broke up with a guy after thre years (the one before the one who became my husband) because he was too damned nice, and I could walk all over him. Where is the challenge in that, I ask you?
I could also now say something to the effect that, to quote the Stones:
You don't always get what you waaaaaaaant
but if ya try sometimes
ya just might find
Ya get what ya neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed.
Ooops, I just did say that.
Whatever.
Was this conversation spawned by your recent revelation about masturbating to the thought a certain conservative jackass?
I was just reading your post over at TUIB. I don't see much Stein in Missy, but then again, I've never heard Stein say, "Don't Fuck Wit Me." Perhaps Stein got her groove on in a similar matter? Hmmmmm...
Either way, I'm not much of a fan of Missy's. I prefer the more mysogynistic Eminem. "Stan" was brilliant, the "Eminem Show" was genius, and if "Mosh" had been released a littler earler than it was, it might have changed the outcome of the Presidential election.
I'm all for sex, drugs and rock and roll, (in moderation) but then again, I'm a 40 something Super Freak; the kind you don't take home to mutha.
if "Mosh" had been released a littler earler than it was, it might have changed the outcome of the Presidential election.
Sharon, please.
All right, let's just clear some shit up before Sarcastro takes out a restraining order against me.
One, I don't even know the dude. I met him once. He seemed perfectly fine--nice and charming. He wasn't eating babies or setting feminists on fire. Maybe he did that later, I don't know.
I did not then nor have I since then masturbated to the thought of him and any teasing references to such activity are just that--jokes.
As much as I like to foster a spirit of cantankerous jocularity around here, it only works if everyone operates in the same spirit of frith--which is kind of a sense of inherent good-will towards the community.
Now, I'm guessing Sarcastro probably doesn't give a shit who calls him an asshole where, but for the sake of keeping the frith between everyone here, if anybody wants to call anyone besides me (or public figures, obviously) an asshole, please don't do it here.
Sarcastro's got a website. It's linked on the right. He's even got what appears to be a legitimate email address on the site. So, either take your issues with him up with him or leave it alone.
Not for his sake. I honestly don't give a shit about his sake, but for the sake of the good-will of the community here.
I'm not mad or anything. I just realized that, since the last time I explained that I run this place according to contemporary reinterpretations of pre-Christian germanic methods of getting along, new folks have come along and old folks might have convinced themselves that I was kidding.
I'm not.
So basically you don't fantasize about Sarcastro and if anyone wants call him an asshole they have to do it in email, right?
Thunderdome sucks.
For the record, that was also kidding.
I like Thunderdome.
Yes, in short, 1. I'm not some scary weirdo so let's stop talking about me as if I am, and 2. take your problems with Sarcastro to Sarcastro. I'm not his complaint department.
B, have a drink or two and relax. Better yet, have a good orgasm or two as well. Fantasize about whoever you like.
:)<--- indicates a spirit of cantankerous jocularity
something must be in the air.
I just compared William Blake (well one poem) with K-Otix's remix of Kanye Wests 'Gold Diggers" (title: "George Bush doesn't like black people" downloadable here: http://www.k-otix.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=55&Itemid=2)
at my group blog http://www.riddimmethod.net
Hey, that's Mr. Libertarian Jackass, to you pal.
And for the record, I would never eat a baby without Betty Crocker's Placenta Helper. Available at Wild Oats and other fine stores. Also, I prefer my feminists slow-cooked, rather than set ablaze. They tend to get stringy when cooked too fast. They also taste great battered! Bobby Flay did a whole show on that with the chick from Law & Order: Sex Fiend Unit.
Handy to know. I'll be much more cautious about participating in the "flour, egg, bread crumb" wrestling match at the next blogger meetup.
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