die antwoord and the politics of "no means yes" →
great, great article.
on short filmz
On Wednesday evening, I went to a screening of the 2010 World Wide Shorts competition winners at the NFB. Of the 6 films shown, I thoroughly enjoyed three of them, was neutral about two, and couldn’t help but roll my eyes at one. To start with the eye-roller, “Fishes (Les Poissons)” is a film by Montreal photographer/hipster (I could stop there, and it’d say it all) Jean Malek. Some sort of...
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so i’ve been bugging my friend at work to watch skins FOREVER, and here’s what happened: aaron: so i watched my first episode of skins last night! me: what did you think? aaron: i don’t know, i’m just really confused me: how are you confused, what happened? aaron: well some guy named chris just died, and a guy with glasses is running around new york looking for some girl? me: WHAT EVEN.
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it makes me unspeakably angry and full of sorrow that the pieces of shit who did this might never be charged. if the donkey has “any injuries caused by the flight”? how about the fact that this poor creature WHICH WE AS HUMANS ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR (because god forbid they have the space and seclusion to live freely and without our intervention) was parasailing for half an hour?...
flip-flops should be banned from offices. your feet are ugly, i don’t care how many pedis you get with your BFFs, they are ugly and i don’t want to see your stupid feet. and i sure as hell do not want to hear the smacking noise of your sweaty gross feet as your walk around in them. this isn’t your cottage, assholes. get some proper fucking shoes.
LOVE getting emails from my father where he fills me in on all the hot hometown goss, like how he saw my estranged mother’s good friend and told her all the details of my life, and how he now lives next door to the parents of one of the bitchiest girls from my high school. JUST KIDDING, I DON’T LOVE ANY OF THIS.