Though it has yet to be confirmed, there’s speculation that the body of slain WSJ journalist Daniel Pearl may have been found in Pakistan. The Nando Times reports: Police dug up a body in an open field in a poor neighborhood on the western edge of Karachi, the official said on condition of anonymity. The official said the body was not being removed from the site while the scene was
May 16, 2002
Cream of Hatred
Here’s a photo (via Scott Armel-Funkhouser) of the infamous “blood libel” poster, funded by public monies and exhibited by student groups at
The Empire Strikes a Chord
Screw Luke Skywalker and his cult-of-personality buddies! Misguided revolutionaries, the lot of ’em! Yoda? A faux-Zen puppet poseur. Obi-Wan? An aging hippie activist clinging to silly proto-Marxist ideals. The Empire, on the other hand — which “doesn’t want slaves or destruction or ‘evil.’ It wants order” — now that’s where it’s at, should you wish to run a galaxy properly. Or at least, so writes The Weekly Standard’s Jonathan Last…
Fortuyn-ate Sons
The National Review is on a Pim Fortuyn kick today. First, John O’Sullivan writes of the “combination of oversimplification and outright falsehood […] found in the media picture of an ‘extreme right’ resurgent throughout Europe.” It is in reality a multitude of anti-establishment attitudes. The Danish ‘extreme right’ party, for instance, wants to protect its nation’s welfare state from the demographic pressures of high immigration. Le Pen may be an
Grin and Beer It…?
Tres Producers’ Marty Thau tells the story of Heineken’s trademark treachery. ‘t seems Big Green’s rippin’ off the name of Mr. Thau’s indie record label, Red Star Records (founded in 1977). I recently gave up beer — my fatted manbreasts were drooping so badly I kept scorching my nipples whenever I ate soup — but if I hadn’t already, I’d swear off the Heineken after reading this. Crazy Ed Chileen’s
Grin and Beer It…?
Tres Producers’ Marty Thau tells the story of Heineken’s trademark treachery. ‘t seems Big Green’s rippin’ off the name of Mr. Thau’s indie record label, Red Star Records (founded in 1977). I recently gave up beer — my fatted manbreasts were drooping so badly I kept scorching my nipples whenever I ate soup — but if I hadn’t already, I’d swear off the Heineken after reading this. Crazy Ed Chileen’s
It just keeps growing—like, oh,I don’t know… Shatner’s ear hair, maybe?
Yes, I’m here. I’ve just been updating my stupid links all morning. Again. Lots of new stuff under “So Freshly Added They’re Still Warm Weblogs.” …Somebody should put a moratorium on this stuff. Really. Like, today.
It just keeps growing—like, oh,I don’t know… Shatner’s ear hair, maybe?
Yes, I’m here. I’ve just been updating my stupid links all morning. Again. Lots of new stuff under “So Freshly Added They’re Still Warm Weblogs.” …Somebody should put a moratorium on this stuff. Really. Like, today.
City by the Bay(ing), Update
Glenn Frazier has a roundup of the (sadly) scant major media coverage given the SFSU pro-Israel rally-cum-anti-Semitic hate fest.
