Archive for November, 2006



Words: Now Officially Meaningless

Modern communication? It’s a goner, dude. Spammers have broken email, ClearChannel has killed radio, and now politicians and their pundit buttboys have hammered the final nail in discourse’s coffin by destroying words themselves. Their method is simple. They take a word or phrase that everybody feels good about, or that has meant one thing for […]

First Amendment 2.0: The Enjizzened Version

Let us now return to the tiresome world of the lap dance.* I know, I know. I’m sorry, but it has to be done, because last Election Day in the enlightened city of Seattle, a referendum** prohibiting, among other things, bodily contact between johns and strippers was seen swirling down the Crapper of Women’s Dignity, […]

Flora and Fauna of the Texas Hill Country, Bovine Edition

Later on I’ll have a few remarks on the remarkable resilience of the myth of sexual repression, viz. the mean, scrunch-pantied city hall “nannies” who proposed — unsuccessfully, it turned out — to deprive Seattle’s furtive dicks of their right to lap dances, but first, a Texas longhorn heifer.

This is her mom.
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I have unfortunately come into possession of a wacky new camera lens. It will have to be ripped from my cold, dead hands. Of course there is a slideshow.
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Holy Shit!

The Odd Lady has been kidnaped by Landover Baptist! And for a pretty unfunny joke at that.
[Thanks for the headsup, Margit]
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On Losing Edges and Winning Senate Seats

Her job as urban watchdog now redundant, Zippy roams the Texas Hill Country with a spring in her step and a howl in her heart.
I once possessed the hypersuperpowers of a cross between a Navy Seal and a Thompson’s gazelle, the guile and sagacity of a denizen of a war zone, the graceful-if-slightly-jokey self-preservational finesse […]

A lite traipse through a petard-field

As is my custom on posts about birth control, I present one of the young relatives upon whom I dote as evidence that I do not hate babies.
On the subject of the “male pill” — contraception that blocks the development of spermatozoa with no reported side effects — a significant percentage of the commentariat at […]

Wacky Lawns of South Austin

Lawn Humps converging upon Hether and S. Lamar, Austin TX, November 2006.
It’s always fun when nutjob fundie godbags get caught with a snootful of dope and their dick up some guy’s ass, but nothing beats the pure pop pleasure of the Wacky Lawns of South Austin.
Depicted here is my all-time favorite in the self-expression-through-turf category: […]

Feminism and the feed-bag

Burgerhounds at the diner. Fran’s Hamburgers, South Congress
Ariel M Stallings, writing at Alternet, is today’s winner in the Twisty Weep-O-Matic email machine. Stallings asks the age-old question “Is dieting anti-feminist?”. Such questions cause a tear of blue funk to spring to the eye, for of course dieting isn’t anti-feminist, patriarchy is. To which distinction I’ll […]

Bug de la semaine

Walnut sphinx caterpillar, October 30, 2006, Austin TX. Photo by Twisty
This deafening clamor for photographs of walnut sphinx larvae must cease! There, I throw you a bone, you frothing lepidopterophiliac mob! Behold A. juglandis en route to pupaville. I found this charismatic diplomat from the hawk moth clan on the front step of the Sphingidae […]




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