… would be a great name for a shoegazer band with ironically emo music.
As usual, the Left is a bit short-sighted in pushing their latest cause, this time allowing transgender people to use the bathroom they identify with. The current laws requiring a person to use the bathroom that matches their biological sex are described as “fueled by pure fear and intolerance of, and ignorance about, what it means to be transgender.” They also claim a “survey of 93 transgender adults in DC found that 68% had been verbally attacked in a public restroom, while 9% had been physically assaulted.”
Let’s take all this at face value. Assume for the sake of argument that most opponents of transgender bathroom access are dimwitted, hateful, violent bigots who will attack transgender people. So whenever a perv gets caught in a ladies room dressed like a woman doing who-knows-what and claims to be transgender as a defense, all the dimwitted violent bigots are going to take it out on transgenders.
Another argument I’ve heard in favor of TG potties is “transgenders have been using their preferred bathrooms for years anyway without being caught.” So why call attention to it, unless one is seeking attention and validation rather that just wanting to pee peacefully? Why risk TGs getting beat up because pervs use transgenderism as a cover?
This brings to mind an idea I had a couple of years ago. To paraphrase myself… if transgender men are listed as women when they die, that would help achieve statistical Age Of Death Parity among men and women. But maybe this is exactly what progressives want. If women (or “women”) can be numerically shown to be dying younger and more often, progressives can agitate for more government favors.
Perhaps Bathroom Equality is just a smokescreen of sorts to keep from flushing out the true motive here. Or maybe I’m just too paranoid.
They Might Be Giants goes to the movies… [kinda NSFW, a little]
I’ve never actually seen the movie, outside of a short bit here or there. I’m thinking that needs correction.
You’ve got to admit it
At this point in time that it’s clear
The future looks bright
On that train all graphite and glitter
Undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
Well by seventy-six we’ll be A.O.K.
Donald Fagen, “I.G.Y. (What A Beautiful World)”*
2015 has been a crazy year, in the most literal sense of the word. Grab your spandex jacket and go have a great night.
* International Geophysical Year, July 1 1957 – December 31 1958
As the year nears its end, let’s look back on the past of the future. Tomorrow was different back then.
Edmond Hamilton was a science fiction writer and primary driver behind Captain Future, a juvenile-oriented space opera series. Known as the “Man of Tomorrow” and “Wizard of Science,” The Captain sailed through many adventures…
Hey, wait, what’s he doing fighting that other Man Of Tomorrow? And did he get a promotion?
Colonel Future appeared in Superman #378 in 1982, and threw down with Supes. But who is this mystery man?
Upon recovering from his ordeal, Hamilton did what any scientist would do in his situation…. don a retro-futuristic costume and embark on a career of crime.
A man gifted and cursed with the power to see the future…. but only when in mortal danger. This was a pretty wild idea in comics at the time, and kinda blew my 12-year old mind.
Superman flies off to find Colonel Future stealing more scientific equipment, and once again fails to stop him. Our Hero begins to wonder if the Colonel really is a man from the future, as he seems to know exactly how to best Superman at every turn.
Following another defeat, Supes flies off to deal with the threatening asteroid…
The good Colonel learned his lesson… or so it seemed.
Colonel Hamilton returned in 1984…
…after having a vision that convinced him Superman was soon going to die.
Unlike the first story, which was pretty clever and engaging, this one turned out to be rather lame. The guy at the end of the page is dressed as Superman to collect for a charity drive. Several others are doing the same, and some criminals get the idea of infiltrating by wearing Superman costumes and stealing the money. Through a complicated event chain, Hamilton ends up in a costume and gets shot at and techinically dies until resuscitated by Superman, fulfilling his vision.
The story did give us this neat sequence, though –
There’s also a brief scene of Hamilton congratulating a Dr. Isaacs on a proposal for a navigation system for the space shuttle. Perhaps a shout-out to another science fiction writer turned supervillain?
BONUS ROUND: In 1978, four years before this Colonel Future appeared, there was another version in a retro-style Superman story set in the 1940s…
The Colonel was of course stopped, and four years later he appeared again, lamenting how his failure to kill Superman had hurt his standing among the supervillain community –
And that was it for this version of the Colonel. He was last seen in July 1982, a mere 5 months before the jetpack version first showed up and replaced him.
Indeed, the first Colonel didn’t even get a write-up in 1985’s Who’s Who series, listing nearly every DC Comics character that ever appeared, while the not-so-villainous villain version got a full page…
So just how did Edmond Hamilton come to be connected to Superman, anyhow? A couple of readers wrote in asking that it be explained for younger readers, and one even suggested a possible inspiration for the story of Colonel Future –
Strangely, the editor’s response didn’t mention that longtime Superman editor Mort Weisinger created Captain Future in the first place!
Extra Trivia Bonus: Captain Future’s real name was Curt Newton. The first appearance of each version of Colonel Future was drawn by legendary Superman artist Curt Swan, who drew some of Hamilton’s Superman stories. A second appearance of the first Colonel was drawn by Kurt Schaffenberger. All of which, I’m sure, probably amused the writers and editor of the stories.
Amazon Prime is promoting Back To The Future Day all over their site, with a huge banner video on top of the pages, and streaming all 3 movies for free. I decided to watch Back To The Future II, partly because I have only seen it a couple times (less than the third, and far less than the first), and because it’s the movie which centers around today’s date.
A few random thoughts…
Alternate 1985 Biff looks strikingly like Donald Trump.
I forgot how good some of the special effects were. Absolutely outstanding for the, uh, time.
Doc’s shades. Metal awesomeness.
I want to hang out at the 80s Cafe.
That’s gotta be my clickbaitiest title ever.
So Yahoo’s homepage asks the question, “Why is Taylor Swift buying a .porn Web suffix?”* Obviously clickbait, but one worth investigating. The full story is that a new domain suffix – .sucks – is on the near horizon. The suffix .porn is already out there. Swift, Microsoft, and Harvard have reportedly already bought into .porn. While Swift.porn sounds tailor-made as a service for speedy, uh, delivery, something about combining “micro,” “soft,” and “porn” just seems meta-contradictory somehow.
I’m waiting for someone to start a nightskyradio.sucks site. I’ll know I’ve hit the big time once I’ve attracted hatefollowers.
* The little thumbnail teaser read “Swift buys Web’s .porn”. You know you would have clicked it too.
Stolen without shame from John C. Wright –
Tomorrow at 9.26 and 53 seconds, it will be
Which is pi.
This will happen only once in the history of time.
The world ends. Prepare yourself.
(unless you are not on military time, in which case it happens twice, am and pm)
A bit more numerologizing at his site. No mention, however, regarding apple pi, American Pi, four of fish and finger pi, or private investigators. Disappointing, as one would expect a man of his intellect and wit to have a finger in every pi.
2014 was an epic kaleidoscope of surrealism, one that I thought would be difficult to equal, if not top.
It’s been said that whatever happens on New Year’s Day sets the tone for the entire year. In that case, 2015 is gearing up to make 2014 look positively mundane and boring.
Found this just today via Ace of Spades – A Sensual Painting of Such Erotic Power as to Spark a Sexual Epilepsy in the Boner Lobe of the Brain
Oddly enough for something so… I don’t have words for it, I don’t think the words exist… it’s actually work safe. That said, click at your own risk.
… and we will begin again. Happy 2015!
It feels like I’m living in the future.
Nothing changes this New Year’s Day, because I haven’t found a better song –
Now the comments will fill up with songs about New Year’s Day.
We saw the movie today. John C. Wright discusses it here, in depth and excellently, but DO NOT read it unless you have seen the movie. In Wright’s own words –
…And here I must draw a line and ask no one to step across it who has not seen the film. My main problem is that, for me, the movie worked on so many levels, as hard SF, as pure storytelling, as religious allegory, I don’t know what to say without spoiling it for the virgin viewer.
So there are spoilers in the following column, and these will diminish your enjoyment of this masterpiece going in, I assure you. Only readers who have already seen the film are allowed to read further.
Go see it. I cannot, can NOT, recommend it highly enough.