Archive for November, 2005



This Fucker Has Got To Go

Dr. Jason in his office
Great Scott, remember this roiling psychopath? He should be on trial for war crimes, but he’s still at it, hacking off pieces of women who think men will love them more if their cunts look like rubber roses. Only now he’s framing his mutilation service in terms of "sexual equality." And […]

The Nose Glasses of Truth

The author, looking at the world through nose-colored glasses, gets her femininity shaved
From Deanna Zandt at Alternet comes the radical notion that we all just knock it off already with the cozy "women bloggers" cognomen. Because we’re all just fucking bloggers.
Linking to a post regrettably titled "Broads on Blogs" at SadieMag (featuring interviews with, well, […]

Tuesday Bert Blogging

Ducat Instant Karma, a.k.a. Bertie, exhibits his birditude
What with all this talk of dogs, it has dawned on me that I haven’t posted a picture of young Bert since before he lost his hideous baby teeth. Feast your eyes on the resplendent and faultess pup, now aged five and a half months.
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Reader Dog Appreciation

For reasons of profound deappetitalization, dinner has been conspicuously absent from both the Twisty craw and the Twisty blog lately, but there’s no reason this execrable situation need extend to canines. Please enjoy this excellent Colored Bull Terrier, sent in by reader Cilla from the UK.
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Australian Senator Lacks Clue Re: RU486

I am no expert on Australian politics, so correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like asshole Australian senator and fan of compulsory pregnancy Ron Boswell is feigning a deep and touching concern for the health of rural women when he warns that use of RU486 could result in their DEATH! That’s because rural […]

Nonsensical Chicks’ll Text Yer Ear Off

Don’t tell me you weren’t crying out in your sleep for news of today’s retarded study. Conducted, surprise, by a dude. You’ll never guess what it says. OK, I’ll tell you. It reaffirms misogynist stereotypes!
Check it: When women text-message (a term I only reluctantly use as a verb) they blather on and on and on, […]

Bald Is Beautiful

Thanks to the lovely and talented Mona Peters of 6th Street for this stunning coiffure. It was agreed by all that I have a perfectly-shaped cranium.
My head is really cold! Thanks, Nicky for sending the hats! And thanks, Yankee Transplant, for sending the seriously kick-ass organic ginger snaps. And thanks, Hogan, for the box-o-books! And […]

I Took Cho To Bed

As you know, I take to my bed for a week in the fall whether I’ve come down with cancer or not, and this year has been no exception. Last weekend, because I am fond of her, I took gay icon/cult figure Margaret Cho to bed with me.
She’s got a new book-video combo out. To […]

I’m Not Dead Yet

Great Scott! I take one little unexcused absence and what the heck? An unchecked Mandos proliferation, Colette, some delusional chappie taking it on the chin for hottt nurses over 35, and now complaints that "butch" is a dirty word? I mean, what the heck?
Objectification, my young anti-nausea pills, is what happens when a person’s […]

Old Bats Feel Too Ugly To Get It On

As I am still down for the count and unable to bring you my usual calibre of patriarchy-denigrating fun, perhaps you will avail yourselves of this link from Darky Macintyre, who has found another all-important news item on a study done on women’s sexual desire. Apparently women of menopausal age who experience diminished hotsy-totsiness do […]




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