When I read thepublicreaction to John Lydon’s controversial interview on The Project on Tuesday, I imagine it being dictated in the tone of those letters to the editor complaining about The Youth of Today.
“I say,” they bluster “this Johnny Rotten chap sounds absolutely ghastly! Why, oh why do they let oiks like him on the television? Something must be done!”
These latter-day curmudgeons seem to be shocked that a former punk rocker acted like, well, a bit of punk. Continue reading →
She’s bored and she’s the one in the photos. Source: A Drop in The Bucket
As sensible, rational adults, I’m sure we all agree that looking at somebody else’s holiday pictures is basically torture.
Unfortunately holiday slide nights, like taxes and jury duty, are an unavoidable part of the social contract that prevents us from becoming barbarians or, at the very least, people who talk during the movie.
We are duty bound to celebrate our friends’ return from the wilds of New Zealand by grimly viewing a pictorial presentation longer than Lord of the Rings. Continue reading →