Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Don't Say I Didn't Warn You

OK, am I the only one who's clocked this? Is anyone else aware that earth has been invaded and we're all about to die with our stomachs burst open?

Forced to watch the utterly staggeringly shriekingly militantly pointless film remake of Pride & Prejudice on a transatlantic flight last night. Perhaps thus the conditions were uniquely propitious for the sudden realization that we have been infiltrated by that...thing, with its Jabberwock neck and its thin insectile lips and its terrifying predator's smile. Humanity is doomed.

Sunday, February 05, 2006

We've Come, Mmm, Actually Not Such A Terribly Long Way, Baby

Betty Friedan is dead, and we owe her, big time. We owe her thanks, and memory, and respect.

What we do not owe her is the obituary the Beeb news site gave her last night. Want to see the last paragraph? The last paragraph of Betty Friedan's obituary?
In 1947, she married Carl Friedan, with whom she had three children. The marriage ended in divorce after 22 years.
There you go. Betty Friedan's life in précis, courtesy of the BBC.

In case maybe you thought we didn't have to fight anymore.

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