Never Enough Car Safety Department

According to the World Health Organization, up to four times as many people die in traffic-related incidents than they do from warfare. The majority of the deaths are in third-world countries. Still, is it any wonder I hate cars?

The statistics also show that suicide kills more people than murder does, especially in Europe and East Asia. This also is not surprising, although I would like to see if that trend continues in the US, and in particular on a city-by-city basis.

Never Enough Virtues Department

Episode 24 of Get Your War On is up--and it's virtually fantastic.

Never Enough Heartfelt Apologies Department

I wish to apologize to anyone who read last week's entry with the link to the Robert Frost poem "Home Burial", and were so devastated by its sadness that they weren't able to read the follow-up article. I woke up on Saturday to Thea reading the poem for the fourth time in a row, sobbing over it. That wasn't the intention, and I'm sorry if that was the result in you, my faithful reader.

Never Enough Painful Mindfucks Department

First, read this classic poem by Robert Frost:

6. Home Burial. Frost, Robert. 1915. North of Boston

Then, read this interview with George Lakoff regarding the rhetoric of the right wing and how it has been designed to frame debates to a very particular point of view, and how the right is rather like a strict father, while the left is like a nuturing mother.

Then re-read the Frost.

You may now shiver in creepiness.

Never Enough Of 'Em Hit Right Between The Eyes Department

I don't often quote from salon.com, and I've been too busy digesting the news to post anything about it--an unfortunate side-effect of post-war climates to me, and maybe a source of depression far as I know....

...But Joan Walsh outdid herself when she wrote a deadly but beautiful op piece on how things would be much better if William Bennett kept gambling and gave up moralizing instead. It got me going. Yes, it did. In fact, it's inspired me to create another log entry! Here it comes...!!!

Never Enough Religious Innovations Department

I need to convince someone to purchase for me an inflatable church. Yes, you read that correctly--and it is for real. But I'd insist on custom religious iconography. Of course.

Never Enough Bittersweet Victories Department

Remember how I've been trying to get the Blog*Spot banner to show some sort of queer-targeted banner? Well, now we have one. For a store that sells breast forms.

Not quite what I had in mind, alas. But closer! C'mon, how about an ad for On Our Backs?

Never Enough Desperate Druggies Department

Rich kids in India are now paying up to US$7 to get stung by scorpions, because the venom produces a floaty feeling once the initial pain fades. Yeah, and poor kids in this country whack hornet nests for the same reason--but don't tell their parents. So Mom chalks it up to youthful indiscretion, and youngsters get a cheap buzz--pun intended. But the really hardcore people go for rattlesnakes. The rest of you are just lightweights. Feh. Go get bitten--you'll like it.

Never Enough Causes For Celebration Department

A restaurant in Paris has celebrated its one-millionth dish of roast caneton--which is a duckling that is "carefully strangled and ritually cooked in its own blood." Man, you gotta LOVE dedication to dishes like that.

Never Enough Badly Needed Updates Department

First, Cynthia pointed out that I didn't have our wedding pictures linked here. That's fixed.

Second, I had overlooked the trans-comic T-Gina--that's fixed.

Third, nobody buys me CDs even though I have a link for 'em. I figure that's in part due to the fact that they're all new CDs, and in part due to the general pseudo-satanic themes of blackmetal.com. So now I have a link for Django's instead. Now fix me up!!!