Ode to Search Terms

*Heads up: this post isn’t appropriate for everyone, it’s got dirty words in it. You’ve been warned.

**Moreover, trigger warning.

Many bloggers get their readers through links from other blogs; some even advertise their blogs. And a whole lot get readers from search engines who are looking for something and stumble onto blogs quite by accident. Below are some things people have apparently searched for (or should I say googled, since that’s my biggest referring search engine), and found me…haha. The irony. [Note: I've kept the original search terms exactly the same-- spelling and all.]

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Fresh Bites

Olympic archery is cool!

Kawanaka received a bronze model for her part on the women’s team in archery.

The commentators…not so much. One of them (a Brit whose name I haven’t been able to lay my hands on) kept referring to Kaori Kawanaka of Japan as “the Japanese girl”, while her Russian competitor was simply “the Russian”; yet all of the male archers were referred to by their, er, names (such as Marco Galiazzo, Michele Frangilli and Mauro Nespoli of the Italian team, whom he called by their last names).

I thought commentators received training about that sort of thing? Not that it’s needed; most people probably don’t notice it as it’s so taken for granted.

From ESPN, a great article on the hypercompetitiveness of kids’ sports. Since ESPN is kinda an authority on these things, I appreciate their position: kids should be having a least as much fun as they are focused on winning.

Also, people really really do not know what rape is. Really. Men who rape, women who rape, the people who are raped, and a large number of bystanders– people are very confused about how to define rape. (That’s why I’m glad I have such a simple, straightforward definition, though admittedly rape is much more than a physical phenomenon.)

Pussy Rioters get jailed in Russia for blaspheming god Putin and being feminist (which really are the same thing, in fact).

A fun post on English language idioms.

Michiganians compete in the London 2012 Games!

An interesting blogger with a knack for limericks.

The Guardian has this cool chart which shows LGBT equality/lack thereof in the States.

And queers are going Alice Paul on MI politics in metro-Detroit.

(I know nobody cares except CELTA trainees and applied linguistics nerds, but this phonemic chart “keyboard” is so neat! And it’s saving my life, since MS Word is stupid and doesn’t have all the necessary symbols for writing in phonemic script, unless you know all the magic key combinations.)

Fresh Bites

Gang rape remains a popular [male] pastime in Cambodia, and people say stupid shit like, “We shouldn’t blame the perpetrators because they’re Cambodia’s hope for a developed future.” Nevermind that their victims should also be considered Cambodia’s hope for a better future.
Even as Cambodia’s rainy season started much, much earlier than usual, droughts are laying the Midwest low back home. Sure climate change is normal, but even if you don’t agree we’re accelerating it, isn’t it safe to say we are completely unprepared for it?

The Navy opts for neutral urination. Won’t dude sailors miss the time they spend glancing awkwardly at their mates’ penises when nature calls?
And this makes me feel real good that my first-ever credit card that I’ve actually used is from Capital One… >_<

Oops, I forgot = lamest excuse ever

Everyone knows “I forgot” is the worst, most unimaginative excuse in the book. But evidently that’s precisely the excuse given by Drug Enforcement Administration authorities who left a UC San Diego college student locked up in a bathroom-sized cell for almost five days without sustenance. Poor kid didn’t even have water. Had to drink his own urine. Terrible.

Daniel Wong and his buddies were celebrating 4/20 at the house of a friend when the feds showed up and busted them, took them into custody, and confiscated lots and lots of drugs (shrooms, ecstasy, pot, and a white powdery hallucinogenic substance) and several weapons (a Russian rifle, handguns, a plethora of ammunition). Well, that’s the first brow-raiser, there; perhaps those guns were legal and registered, but I always find people who insist on owning lots of weapons bizarre– people who insist on using drugs and owning lots of weapons are even more so.

Taken to a nearby detention facility, the 7 suspects were supposed to be “processed”; Wong was actually told he’d be able to leave, but instead they put him in a cell, alone, and apparently forgot him there.

Out of desperation, Wong drank his own pee and tried to carve “sorry mom” into his arm with shards from his glasses. (Since he survived kidney failure, I hope he makes a dark comedy out of this situation. Just kidding, that’s horrible.)

After three days, Wong claims he was hallucinating. At some point he found a white powdery substance (which later turned out to be meth) in his cell and consumed it.

Wait, what?

“You talk about whether they might have done it intentionally, No way because somebody’s career is done over this,” said a former federal prosecutor, one John Kirby.

Well, it’s strange you should say that, Mr. Kirby, because that’s exactly what I was thinking. And I’ve seen enough X-Files to know that the Powers that Be think nothing of tossing a few lemmings under the bus for the sake of The Grand Scheme.

But seriously, isn’t that a little strange? It’s possible Wong had the meth with him all along, even though he had been “processed” by the feds (we see how well their processing, uh, process works out). On the other hand…what if this was in fact some kind of sinister John Dies at the End-meets-1984-esque experiment of some kind? (Spooky that the poor kid’s name is even D. Wong.)

Eh, I admit, that’s all a little far-fetched…Isn’t it much more plausible that our government simply doesn’t have their shit together? Yes, I suppose it is…

But I like to have my X-Files fantasies, anyway.

p.s. Now we also know how often those detention cells get cleaned. Not to mention the waste of electricity (an apparently empty room and no one shuts the lights off? tsk tsk).

Who saw that coming?

I have to say, I was completely taken by surprise while listening to the BBC that Invisible Children’s Jason Russell (their forefront filmmaker) was “taken to hospital”, which must be the nice British way of saying that he was hauled to the crazy house. Evidently Russell suffered some kind of nervous breakdown which led to police taking him in “for treatment” after he was seen in public simulating(?) masturbation.

What could this mean? Why would this manifest as a sexual expression? Thoughts on this?