December 5th, 2003

bear by san

The FCC rules that the F-word is okay--

--as long as it's not actually talking about sex.

America is so weird. So, in other words, you can now say "fuck," in broadcast media. Unless you are actually talking about fucking, inwhich case you have to use a euphemism.

This vaguely reminds me of the woman who, when I cautioned her about taking her thirteen year old son to see Rob Roy because of the sex and violence, said "I don't mind the violence, but I don't want him exposed to sex."


Why do I think our priorities are backwards, here?

I'm sure I could blame this on the Puritans if I tried hard enough.


In other news, 146-day rejection from Black Gate on Wednesday--another very nice one. I'm becoming accustomed to the words "almost," and "not quite."

We have our Return of the King tickets. I am such a geek: we're doing the midnight thing, and I took the next day off from work.

And Republican-controlled Nevada is joining other states in switching to the new electronic voting machines. The hackable ones.

Oh, this is going to be a bruised and bloody, unholy mess, this next election. Is it too late to ask for UN observers?
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