Saturday, April 28, 2007
You may have noticed the lack of ads on this blog. Or not.
I'm a good capitalist - I don't begrudge folks making money (or giving me any...wink wink), but as the pieces I display here are created at my sole editorial discretion, and can be problematic for some viewers why would I wish to inhibit their commerce from those who might take offense...?
Better to keep my creations self-financed.
One such picture is not to be found here...However there are many places where one may view it.
I put forth a humorless display, and was repaid in kind.
It was not released as I would have perhaps chosen, thus consigning it to a most unfortunate circumstance indeed...if even any other fate could have been considered.
Yet the consequences are my own, as the creator.
I do have a philosophical problem with getting paid to squeeze a joke out of the same concept, however.
As I have self-referenced before, ebogjonson is the author of a most informative chart by which one can determine suitability for such an enterprise.
A path of thorns strewn with philosophical landmines galore for the foolhardy and blinkered, indeed.
And I believe that dabbling in blackface renderings for a cheap laugh to an elect cabal for money will find the progress for their bigoted efforts on such a chart more than a trifle truncated.
I will not criticize the artist, paid as he is from willing sources for his work, except to offer en passant that more attention seems to be lavished on attempts at witty repartee to the detriment of the pictorial content, for what that may be worth.
I always find that regrettable, when espied in a visual medium.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Singer Sheryl Crow, on a cross-country global warming awareness trip, got into it with Karl Rove last night at the White House Correspondents Dinner.
“Jawing like a baseball manager and an umpire arguing a call, Crow and Rove were disagreeing over global warming, with Crow’s pal, Laurie David, offering support.”
In his attempt to dismiss us, Mr. Rove turned to head toward his table, but as soon as he did so, Sheryl reached out to touch his arm. Karl swung around and spat, “Don’t touch me.” ...
Unphased, Sheryl abruptly responded, “You can’t speak to us like that, you work for us.”
Karl then quipped, “I don’t work for you, I work for the American people.”
To which Sheryl promptly reminded him, “We are the American people.”
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
"We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to his own way;
and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all."
-- Isaiah 53:6.