Category Archive: The Entertainment Industrial Complex

Sep 12 2009

Midnight horror movie baffles spinster aunt

That’s right, it’s the recent David Carradine in drag, cradling the future enfant terrible and leaving little to the imagination, junk-wise, in the film’s most tender scene.

For two days and two nights it has been raining — raining! — in Rattlesnake, TX. The Spinster HQ yella Lab puppy, Francine, is young enough that she has never seen rain before, on accounta the relentless drought which has been droughting since before she was born early this summer. Rain, however, has quickly ascended …

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Sep 11 2009

Hugs, Twisty: The color of womanhood, plus I suck all the fun out of a Bette Davis classic

Staffers at Spinster HQ (namely, me and my secretary Phil) are always delighted when an incoming email is brief. We’re even more delighted when it does not contain some variation on the “your head is up your ass” theme. We’re even more delighted still when its author more or less desperately confides that s/he is …

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Sep 02 2009

Tyra wants you

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Airbrushed TV hottie seeks mother with “feminist viewpoint.” Photo from tyrabanks.com Howdy blamers. You know how I am constantly getting emails from people who have no idea what I Blame the Patriarchy is but tell me it’s “great” and hope to use it for their own patriarchy-affirming ends, usually by selling stuff? Here’s an appeal …

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Aug 25 2009

Atomic penetrators, and more!

Drunk chick interviews snake assassin as he changes his socks

It’s Tuesday, and that means it’s time for another installment of Unrelated Spinster Pronouncements. 1. Poor pit vipers. My last post on the Western diamondback rattler revealed that, herpetologically speaking, many of us have something of a gaping void where our common sense and interspecies empathy ought to be. Although I am no snakespert, it …

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Aug 10 2009

Spinster aunt posts what amounts to a Dear Diary entry, regrettably

A blamer has sent in a link to the Daily Mail. I hate it when blamers send in links to the Daily Mail. Links to the Daily Mail contain a neurotoxin. The next thing I know I’m reading paragraph after asinine paragraph, each with less philosophic value than the last, until I am saved by …

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Jun 29 2009

All old movies suck

An “old movie” thread has been requested. Ask and ye shall receive. Longtime blamers are well aware that, while recuperating from gory ankle reconstruction surgery a couple years ago — remember? Bert dug a hole, and I fell in it? — I became strangely fascinated by the Turner Classic Movie channel. The Turner Classic Movie …

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Jun 23 2009

A deep subject

As promised: the well pump repair documentary, cinematographed with my iPhone. Five minutes of pure torture.

May 22 2009

Spinster aunt emits guffaw at Sarah Haskins vid

Troubled by that TV commercial where the laundry detergent teddy bear mascot tries to drown a woman in a giant hot tub filled with pink laundry, but instead of calling the cops or trying to kill the teddy bear, the woman is grateful, and the teddy bear puts up a Do Not Disturb sign so …

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May 06 2009

Spinster aunt perceives flaw in PBS documentary

The mournfulness of the mourning dove is exceptionally heartwarming. Spinster HQ is lousy with’em at the moment. They go “The end is near, near, near.” Last night’s Frontline documentary on human sex trafficking — “Sex Slaves,” originally broadcast in 2005 — clawed at every cranny of the obstreperal lobe. Definitely not heartwarming. I’ll skip the …

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May 05 2009

Spinster aunt recommends intellectual busywork as countermeasure against occupying forces

Heatwarming milkweed bugs stick their butts together on a clump of antelope horn. Everyone is always asking me how to smash patriarchy. “It’s all well and good,” they say, “this vague, spinster auntly consciousness-raising crap in the Age of Funfeminism and Liberal Dudes, but where’s the practical solution?” Well, I sure as hell don’t know. …

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