Where's my Baymax when I need him?
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Whatever it is, I hope you are feeling better soon.
I ate my full lunch today and I'm still starving.
smonster, I had a pretty physical reaction to the first anniversary of Rob's death. It's absolutely possible.
Or you might have developed allergies. Never had an issue up until five or six years ago. Now Allegra is my springtime boyfriend.
Satire only really works from the bottom up. Satire is making fun of the rich/powerful; making fun of the poor/weak is just mean.
Although satire is often quite mean, and often skewers those below as well as those above the writer's social class.
I suspect Twitter Man was arguing for the right to pick on others, but I can't be sure.
Yeah, I'm not trying to defend his position so much as noting that calling something satire doesn't make cruelty forgivable, since that's sort of implied by the definition.
I should frame the tweet though, cause he admitted he read the quote wrong. That never happens. If I were closer to my extended family, I suspect the article about the woman misdiagnosed with CP would be flooding my inbox today...it really is an amazing story cause some shots(?) of L-Dopa really did change her life, but then they have to Go There-- the woman describes herself as a "happy-go-lucky girl, trapped in my own body"(Even quoting that makes me feel that I should be struck by lightning, actually.) Anyway, familial estrangement does have good points.(Why must I read these things, why? I just get stuck with serious thoughts all day. When it's disability, you don't even have to wait for the comments to get to the stupid bits...the "reporter" takes you right there, personally.
Well, if you're going to write mean satire, it better be better than, like Seth McFarlane at the Oscars.
I've got an interview on Skype in ten minutes. I've prepped a lot -- I know a lot about the school and everything -- and I put on a nice shirt and makeup and made sure the part of the room that will show in the Skype screen is clean. (I've tried a couple of different arrangements, and the best I can do is an angle that will show a wall, part of a door, and part of my TV screen in the background. I'd rather not have the TV there, but all the other options are worse.) (And makeup is because I realized during my last Skype interview that the combination of webcam and weird lighting made me look yellow.)
That went OK, I think. We'll see, I guess.