Seth MacFarlane is sexist because he sucks, not the other way around

"I'm great."

“Poop.”

I don’t know if you heard about this, but Seth MacFarlane upset some people at the Oscars. From the opening musical number—titled “We Saw Your Boobs,” in which he pointed out actresses in the audience who had appeared topless in films—to a gag about a nine year-old someday being too old to date George Clooney, to a series of gay panic jokes, an inordinate percentage of his comedy seemed to be about women or men who do not want to have sex with them. He also incisively observed that Jews run Hollywood. [Caution: link comes with irritating sound.] That last quote-unquote joke encapsulates why I dislike MacFarlane’s work, and also why calling him offensive misses what’s wrong with him.

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Republicans offer to let Obama perform sequestration cuts

I'm just going to lie here, and you do whatever you want.

I’m just going to lie here, and you do whatever you want.

With sequestration just a few days away, congressional Republicans have drafted a plan to let the President apply $85 billion in cuts to defense and social spending. You might remember sequestration as the “I’ll clean the garage tomorrow” note of the legislative branch, now stuck to the refrigerator as a concrete reminder that Congress cannot achieve its own goals, meet its own deadlines or successfully negotiate with itself. Hence this offer to cede its authority. After twice failing and, now, staring down another collapse of will, our elected representatives admit they have a problem and appeal to a higher power.

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My neighbor, [redacted], is inconsiderate

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0Y39QnwRvY

There is no Combat! blog today, because I have several deadlines and slept about an hour last night. I went to bed around 10:30, which is the same time my downstairs neighbor, [redacted], turned on his stereo. He left it on until dawn, presumably to create a baseline of noise so that his punctuated shouting would not startle his friends. [Redacted] wakes me up a lot. I had the best studio apartment in Missoula until he moved in; now I have a dorm room with good light. Anyway, I will be working at the coffee shop while he sleeps listens to the above song on repeat via my own fairly powerful stereo. If you are reading this because you Googled “[redacted]”—or if you are, yourself, [redacted]—know that he is inconsiderate. I’ll be back tomorrow with less focused indignation.

 

Friday links! And so it begins edition

And so it begins

Perhaps ironically, the beginning of something only exists in retrospect. We remember some series of events as a thing that happened and identify their leading edge, but that edge is by definition nothing when we first experience it. You can only see the beginning when you know the rest, and you don’t know the rest at the beginning. The exception to this rule is events we were expecting. We knew those would happen all along, and their beginnings are eerily recognizable, as if we were reading the third act of a novel instead of the first draft of history. Today is Friday. We all knew it was coming. The week is over, but one thing is paradoxically certain: it begins. Won’t you say you knew it all along with me?

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Enjoy the natural world instead of me

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLw-9dpHtcU

Oh, man. I have watched this video of a spider maybe a dozen times now, and I still laugh at the end. Hypothesis: spiders are creepy because we think of them as smart. If we think of them as dumb but thrilled by their own cleverness, they immediately become likable again. This and other unsubstantiated theories will have to wait for tomorrow, because I have had to choose this morning between money and Combat! blog. Guess which one I went for.