I hate to say it, but that’s what it comes to in Ashcroft’s Amerikkka: if you express callous contempt for four lynched Americans strung up by a raving mob, there’s a chance you might lose advertisers looking to court a moderate audience.
— Lileks on KosI'm not a big one for sharing feelings on my blog, but Cynthia was a warm, wonderful human being, and I will miss her.
...and I can't resist sharing the first picture I ever saw of her...
I respect this maid cafe’s name. Quick review by Danny Choo (as the first destination on a whistle-stop tour of an otaku-centric corner of Denden Town).
The Times says:
"...highlights of his global tour include encounters with Nelson Mandela, an 800-year-old demigod and a dildo collector"
(via Zhinxy)
…unless you’re, y’know, actually homeless, instead of being a contributor to the new society:
The Occupy Wall Street volunteer kitchen staff launched a “counter” revolution yesterday --- because they’re angry about working 18-hour days to provide food for “professional homeless” people and ex-cons masquerading as protesters.
For three days beginning tomorrow, the cooks will serve only brown rice and other spartan grub instead of the usual menu of organic chicken and vegetables, spaghetti bolognese, and roasted beet and sheep’s-milk-cheese salad.
Still “no thanks”, except maybe for pictures of the actress playing Kasumi.

Siri has a bit of a problem with foreign names.
