WA Today: “Marketers cash in on Obama girls”
But what will the first mum make of the next wave of lookalikes: child models who are being recruited throughout America because they look like Sasha and Malia?
The otter of the week comes from Idahobill2008 on flickr, who has a whole series of great shots of otters and other wildlife.
Please feel free to use this thread to natter about anything your heart desires.
Oh my, is this a dud fauxpology.
The Daily Telegraph has audio from 2GB, which took a phone call purporting to be from one of a group of three young people photographed on Australia Day. They had a scrawled Australian map on their bellies with the inscription “FUCK OFF WE’RE FULL”.
When Tigtog and Lauredhel asked me to introduce Yoko Ono as a Friday Hoyden, I was thrilled. I’m an avid reader of Hoyden About Town, and if anyone deserves hoyden status, I’ve always thought that it should certainly be Yoko.
I was asked to write the introduction because of my recent five-part blog series that analyzed Yoko Ono as cultural phenomenon from a feminist perspective.
Anyone remember “What Cheeses Me Off” on Hey, Hey, It’s Saturday?
Hrm. Nevermind. (This homophobic crapola was about the usual level of it. Largely linked here for the spunky 80s fashion choices of Daryl Somers.)
Anyhow. What cheeses me off today is this advertising for the Essure tubal occlusion system, an alternative to laparoscopic tubal ligation for female sterilisation.
And today’s doucheplonker of FAIL award goes to… this Sydney Morning Herald reporter, who managed to write this entire article without once mentioning the word “rape” or “assault”. Instead, she repeatedly labelled these violent gang rapes “sex”.
Holy baby-flavoured doughnuts on a stick, I am so over the mass media.
Everywhere I’ve looked for the past week, there has been some special snowflake shaking his head slowly, tut-tutting, and blathering on about how they’re the only person on the planet to whom it has occurred that Obama isn’t actually the Messiah, Lord and Saviour of us all, come on a glitter-drenched unicorn to spew rainbows from his navel