Never before has a documentary elicited so much fucking commentary on a single word. It’s a fucking brilliant piece, with appearances by George Carlin, Drew Carey, Alanis Morissette, Kevin Smith, Ice-T, and archival footage of Lenny Bruce.
(image via IMDb)
AP via MSNBC: “Artist’s chocolate Jesus angers Catholics.” At least it’s not the Baby Jesus Butt Plug.
A few days ago, I caught wind of this guy, Matt Sanchez, who was at the same CPAC event where Ann Coulter said something stupid (again). The two had their picture taken together, and eventually it came to light that Sanchez was a porn star in a previous life.
Joe (of Joe. My. God.) decided to pose some questions to Mr. Sanchez, which in the course of responding he either evades or insults the reader. On top of that, there’s his quote-unquote article on Salon.com, where he paints himself a victim of liberal bloggers.
Whatever — Sanchez, you’re a git, but you’re making some great blog fodder!
Within the circle of blogs and journals I keep up with, a lot of people are lately getting themselves lathered up over two things: Bear411 and Snickergate.
Bear411
For my readers (all three of you) outside the bear contingent, Bear411 — 411 for short — is arguably the most widely used site for chat/hookups/whatever among husky, hirsute gay men and (a few of) those that admire them. For some time, rumours circulated about the owner’s tendency to censor or even delete messages and profiles, and about people being denied access outright because they’re not “bear enough.” Things finally came to a head last week and now there are organized efforts to show the man how much his service sucks.
I’m all for fighting for your right to party, but really, why wait? If you hate 411 that much, just dump it from your bookmarks and be done with it already. This isn’t a city street where you need a permit to march — it’s a frickin’ web site!
Snickergate
At the outset, I wasn’t outright offended by the unfortunate Snickers ad. Truth be told, I kinda rolled my eyes at it, and winced when it came to ripping out chest hair. (A natural reaction as the owner of a hairy chest.) Yes, it used an old, lame ass joke at the expense of gay guys everywhere to promote itself, but a lot of the reaction I’ve seen — to the ad and to others reacting to the ad — is really quite overreaching.
Say what you will, but that campaign was probably worth every penny to Snickers and its parent company, even if they quietly removed the ads from their site. There’s big bucks in controversy.
Doth we protest too much?
