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Teaching about opera=Satan worship

Ya gotta love rednecks, as they’re truly all over the place. In Colorado, a teacher who was teaching elementary schoolers about opera has come under fire for showing classes a video discussing “Faust”. God forbid. The video even included puppets, but the local community was outraged with one parent going so far to say that perhaps even high schoolers shouldn’t be taught about the opera due to its “Satanic” links. The teacher has apparently also been branded as a Satan worshipper for her actions. When the fuck are certain people in this nation going to get over this devil bullshit? It’s an opera! Fuck Satan. I personally find it offensive that so many choose to remain so backwoods and ignorant. Jesus saves indeed.

What I really need to do is find myself a brand new monkey

After enraging his UK Celebrity Big Brother housemates–not to mention PETA sympathizers everywhere–by claiming his coat was made from the fur of endangered gorillas, former Dead or Alive frontman Pete Burns has been proven wrong.

The coat is not made of endangered gorilla fur. The coat is made of colobus monkey fur…which has been illegal to import to Britain since 1975, so Pete’s coat was confiscated for analysis to determine its age (and Pete’s further legal ramifications, if any).

Well, turns out Pete won’t be moving from the Big Brother house to the Big House just yet: the Crown Prosecutors Service indicated that “judging by its poor condition…the pelts had likely been imported sometime in the 1930s or 1940s.”

Is anyone else grossed out by the idea of wearing 75-year-old dead monkey skins on their back?

I mean, I know vintage is the new black, and all, but, dude, seriously: Buy yourself a new coat. That’s just nasty.

Like video? Love this

i dunno how long the site’s been around, but I was just introduced to it last night, so forgive me once again if I’m slightly behind the curve. But for all those of you who like interesting video clips – including an array of rare music videos – check out You Tube. At first glance it just looks like a dumping ground for kids to put up their lame homemade vids, but use the search engine and magic can happen before your eyes. I found a shitload of vintage Captain Beefheart clips, and some killer Frank Zappa vids, including one from the ’80s when he was on “Crossfire” and duked it out with some old do-gooders who would have liked nothing more than to have Prince’s “Darlin’ Nikki” banished forever. I miss Frank. The man wwas always ahead of his time, and that appearance just furthered the notion more. Anyway, You Tube allows users to upload videos as well (making sure to mention that they not upload any “copyrighted material,” but alas this is what the site thrives on. You just have to cover your ass anymore. Another fine way to kill evn more hours online.

Yo-ho-ho and a satellite scandal

Shame those nice folks at Sirius went and spent a whole half-billion dollars to bring on that Fartman guy. While the satellite radio network’s initial subscription gains were highly encouraging, suggesting their astronomical expense might just pay out, some enterprising young whippersnappers may have thrown a wrench in the works.

Since the presumable goal of overspending on Howard Stern was to draw and keep paying subscribers for the long haul, that business model would be vulnerable if Stern’s program were instead made available to the masses for free, no satellite subscription required.

And that, dear friends, is exactly what has been happening. Since the very day of his satellite debut, pirated copies of Stern’s show have been made available via online file-sharing sites “just hours after he signs off,” according to the LA Times.

Enraged Sirius execs vow to “vigorously protect [their] intellectual property rights,” but so far have been unsuccessful in permanently squashing the online pirates. And, if past file-sharing furors are any indication, Stern’s new employers have a Sirius problem on their hands. These file-sharing pirates aren’t going to change their ways just because you ask them to.

Because, hey: Farts want to be free.

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