Category Archives: …The Hell Is This?
“Give it up for DJ Seahorse!” – Bill Nye
Bill Nye the self-described Science Guy teamed up with Rachel Bloom to make a pro-LGBT music video about sexuality being a spectrum, titled “My Sex Junk.”
If you have to ask if it’s NSFW or not, then welcome to planet Earth, stranger.
To borrow some Science Terms from giants such as Newton, Einstein, and Winkler, this thing has not only accelerated to momentary escape velocity on a perpendicular axis in relation to the Carcharhinus amblyrhynchos, it’s looped around an 8-dimensional quantum Mobius Strip and inverted itself into a null version composed purely of hilaritons.
…it’s so bad its hilarious. I honestly cannot tell if this is for real or a joke.
Despite all of that, the most balls-out king hell maximoweird is seeing Bill Nye at a DJ booth getting jiggy with it. It’s like seeing a green-haired Lawrence Welk in a mosh pit.
And I thought April Fool’s Day was early (and insane) last year…
So I was scrolling through Ace of Spades HQ and discovered the following –
Only feminist sources should be trusted for researching businesses. Because business sources are lying patriarchy.
boys transgender “girls” unable to get dates with straight boys.
What makes it such a strong contender for the title is that it’s such a multi-layer cake of crazy:
1. British parents, schools, the medical profession are encouraging boys in their delusions rather than providing therapy.
2. The confused/mentally ill boys seem to be shocked at their lack of success with normal boys.
3. The BBC is actually making a series about all of this
4. …and portraying this festival of perversity as just another specie of teen angst. You know, like pimples, school pressures, or finding a prom date.
BONUS: You should use gender-neutral pronouns when talking to your pets. Because they could be transgender. I guess trans-species-ism hasn’t gotten glitzy enough for progressives to champion yet. Give it a week and they’ll be telling you that your cat identifies as a kangaroo.
Farting is a rape weapon –
…unless a woman farts. Then it’s a tool against oppression.
Not yet sure how teenage transgender Brits farting is to be correctly viewed.
A little too ironic? Yeah, I really do think…Nancy Pelosi states “American People Have Right to Know What’s in Healthcare Bill Before It Passes”
And taking the crazy cake, as it were…
Scientists are getting ethical permission from health watchdogs to resurrect dead people by using a combination of regeneration therapies. Starting this year, the groundbreaking Project Reanima will primarily use stem cells to stimulate the regrowth of neurons in clinically dead patients. Bioquark Inc., an American biotech company, is one of medical companies given the green light to conduct the trials on 20 brain dead patients from traumatic injuries.
Leading the team is Dr Himanshu Bansal, Indian specialist who works with Biotech companies Revita Life Sciences and Bioquark Inc,. The team will use a combination of therapies, which include injecting the brain with stem cells and a cocktail of peptides, as well as deploying lasers and nerve stimulation techniques.
Multi-layer cake of crazy, indeed.
I can’t tell if these are real or gags. Probably real, sadly.
Soundtrack for this post suggested by Nancy Pelosi, whom is was apparently written about –
I had no idea how shatteringly empty my life was without knowing Japan has its own Monkees tribute band…
They even have a Fifth Monkee sitting in with the band…
Is it awesome? Yes
You know that it’s best
With a little bit East
And a little bit West
So it started with this post by Heartiste, in which we see a proggie lose its mind…
That just begs for a song (in the style of “My Humps” by the Black Eyed Peas)…
What you gonna do with all that Trump?
All that Trump they couldn’t stump?
He drives these libtards crazy
He does it on the daily
He makes them really trigg’ry
‘Specially that Puff Triggly
My Trumps, my Trumps
He grabs their lady lumps
You can cry but you can’t touch him
Can’t touch him, he’s-a start some MAGA
Some MAGA, you don’t want no MAGA?
They say he’s evil, bigly
They go and do a Triggly
All the manjaws and the low-Ts
Trigg’ring every zhir and xe
My Trumps, my Trumps
He grabs them by their rumps
My Trumps, my Trumps
He grabs their lady lumps
Catchy, innit? Someone should record it.
Trump’s presidency is gonna be highly entertaining.
Dave Barry reviews the past year.
SPOILER: It’s for 2016.
In the future, Americans — assuming there are any left — will look back at 2016 and remark: “What the HELL?”
They will have a point. Over the past few decades, we here at the Year in Review have reviewed some pretty disturbing years….But we’ve never seen one as weird as 2016. This was the Al Yankovic of years.
Read it all here.
In Current Year, Russia criticizes you for being Godless.
I grew up in the 80s, when things were quite the opposite. A short and not-really-exaggerated summary –
Swiped this, title and all, from John C. Wright, who notes –
It is not clear to me whether this charming weirdness is meant to mock Trump or applaud him, or just a neutral bit of fun that means nothing. For myself, I like Trump better, seeing this.
Some truly monster-ous mashups for your Halloween.
One of the first mashups to go big was Steely Dan’s “Do It Again” crossed with Michael Jackson’s “Billie Jean” circa 1983 –
By the 90s, mashups were becoming quite the thing, and during the 2000s (especially with everyone having a computer and YouTube coming online), mashups exploded. Most are crap, but some are really good, such as this Daft Punk/Adele mix –
DJs and home remixers began digging up old classics to mix with more modern songs –
A Korn song was massively improved by combining it with a Cure song –
There was a real video for that song, but it’s gone now. Had a neat Escher ending, not to mention Robert Smith getting slowly eaten by the Spider Man (no, not that Spider-Man).
Disco is a prime fountain of pure unrefined mashup material. Especially when mixed with the most incongruous types of music –
Speaking of incongruities, this takes the cake right out of the rain –
It works so well!
Dance music goes well with more classically-influenced works –
Who knew Enya could spit rhymes like that?
If you feel like your childhood has been violated, your teen years touched inappropriately, your college years…. well, something involving microaggressions and a rape hoax, I’m sure… then this song is dedicated to you.
So it occurred to me that words are machinery.
Language is the machine that propels ideas forward, and words are the moving parts. A carefully chosen word provides momentum for an idea to travel, while a poorly chosen word slows or impedes the transmission of the idea, and an incorrect word can alter the idea during transit.
So when some dipshit “progressive” changes the meaning of a word to suit their feelz, the machinery can’t properly perform its function anymore and begins breaking down.
Anyone heard of this idea previously? I’m sure I’m not the first to think of it.
Anyway, just a random thought. Have some music. It has words. About words.