I'm Out (Abysses)

Fred was right. You fight monsters long enough, you become a monster. Or in this case, you search down nerd pics long enough...

Then a nerd you become. And I don't want to be a 21st century nerd. So I'm off this topic, dropping this

Dome arigato, ninjakutu roboto.

Class of 14 rules!

Spacebat we salute you

Back when the US had a manned space program, a bat hitched a ride on one of the last flights. Hidden agenda? Secret mission? Suicidal devotion? Who's to say why bats do things - they are a mystery. But the Internet, of course, came up with some tributes to this brave bat.

Where were you the day that bold bat rocketed up into the sky?

He/She's with Laika, and all the other animals  - like space chimps - we shot into space and now orbit the Earth, forever.

Excelsior, our animal ambassadors!

Don't shed too many tears though, for these courageous animals knew what they were signing up for, and gladly accepted the risks. I mean, who doesn't want to go to space?

Happy Tree Paints

Yes, in this alternate Universe - one of many - Happy Tree paints Bob Ross, soothingly.

Stuffed

Last moments, recapped by some nosy Nat Geo dude with a big lens. Thanks for helping, dude!

 Hi! I'm a dead, stuffed fox. Now. I like to sit in chairs.

Even chairs on a bus.

Shoulders can be like chairs, right?

Always Worse

Another McNaughton, the Wingnuttiest painter there's ever been. Maybe - he's pretty Freepy. Check out the all star quarantine island of liberal hood: Katie Couric, David Letterman, Satan. Also, note the wind turbines on the left causing the tornado on the upper right. Wind power is of the devil, cuz: Liberals. The source of everything bad, you see, according to a Wingnut. A Teabagger. A Republican.

I read a summarized collection of current FreeRepublic posts - I'd rather not wade in directly. For you see, it is a pit of hate and stupidity, fear and rampant paranoia. They were of course cheering the Zimmerman verdict. Why? To piss off Liberals. That explains just about everything about them, by the way - they just want to piss off Liberals. They're crazed, as if possessed by some vile demon given to wanton hatred and disgust. And they've always been with us:

They used to be called "Birchers", after their membership or affinity for The John Birch Society - a collection of far right whackos. But they used to be fringe, on the margins, made fun of, not taken seriously by anyone serious. Now, however, they are the Republican Party, and they are literally at war with America.

They believe they are in a war, and are acting as such. Everything you see on Fox News is a propaganda element in their war. Believe it, for though it seems hyperbolic and unrealistic, these things are really happening. The Republicans have the chance to send the world financial system into depression in a few months, by not raising the borrowing limit of the USA. This has been done automatically hundreds of times in past administrations, it's routine. But not anymore, for once again the Republicans of the House (and they only - a small percentage of the US Government holding the rest hostage - it's breathtaking in the audacity) will play with the fate of the very modern world, over what? Better healthcare insurance for poor people? This is it, by the way. But hey, that's what evil does: Evil.

Big Sports News

Yeah sure you betchya! The big dog sled thing is happening this weekend!

FREEDOM! Who can tell ya how big a soda ya can drink?! No one, for gosh sakes!

Nucular

Back when nuclear power was cool (30's - 70's), mankind dreamed up all sorts of nuclear powered spacecraft to get us to the stars. An example above - the nuclear reactor is in the central core, sending out thrust via the two lower engines.

But then Three Mile Island, and Chernobyl, and Love Canal, and the rise of a shortsighted environmental movement that would block solar panels in the desert because they threaten a seasonal moss, and we come to today, with the widespread vilification of all nuclear energy. Thus:

SCARY ATOMS!!! This is a redshirt original Photoshop, by the way. One of only a handful. You can tell by the high quality. I should learn Photoshop.

Nuclear power can be incredibly safe - far more than a coal plant, for example. And for propulsion in space? Can't be beat! Look at the Voyagers, who are on the verge of leaving the solar system on the backs of tiny nuclear power plants.

But we can't have a reasonable discussion about nuclear power at all, thanks to forces both on the Right and the Left. At least in America, this truly is a "Both sides do it" issue.

Don't fear the atom, man!

Choose the next Pope!

So the Pope's resigning, which is kind of weird. Hasn't happened in 600 years. And on the night of the resignation, LIGHTNING! Message from above, y'all. So it's time to choose a new Pope as per ancient tradition: Photoshop. From the good folks at Something Awful, here's some possible candidates.

Space Pope. He's got my vote, if I had one.

Owl Bear Jesus. He controls the Ironic Hipster voting bloc, but few others. Unlikely.

The first AI candidates - times are changing! Number 5 has made a lot of friends with his engaging style, while The Terminator is not a natural politician, to say the least. He does have some influence with the Inquisition wing of the Church.

A dark horse contender from South America, Weedlord Bonerhitler. He might serve as a compromise candidate other groups rally round to support.

Watch out for that white smoke, brahs! Gonna be exciting!

Triangles

Look! I did a Photoshop! It's terrible! But you get my drift - that's Paula Broadwell seated, and look at that face! Pure love/lust/look at them stars! Patraeus is looking at his wife's ass apparently, or spots thereabout. She's looking at my sidebar and wondering why it's so blank. The bow tie dude in the back's all "wha?"

Love/lust is a hell of a thing, right? Who can deny it when the feelings and circumstances arise? And lo, mighty careers are felled. Didya know Fox News Generalissimo Roger Ailes tried to get Patraeus to run for President in 2012? True story - fair and balanced.

Which makes the Wingnut's fever over Obama even the more amusing, since he's apparently the perfect Husband/Father. Suck it, Wingtards.

After the Fall (Lunch Break)

Click for huge - Mt. Rainier in the sunset, a shadow stretching across the heavens. I can relate!

Satan, man.

Not a shop. African weirdness, rather.

Also not a shop, but rather a well timed cloud. Dig it.

Droppin' Pbombs

Photobomb. Invented by Michael Cera? The animal version was made popular, I think, with this beauty:

A wonderful accidental photo. And that's the thing - since the history of photography, there's no doubt been many incidents of funny pop ups and photo crashers. But before the internet, who would you share them with, other than immediate family/friends? And since there was no way to copy that hilarious photo of Great Grandad Lancel on his Olde Tymey bike with a young urchin poking his grimy head into the bottom of the scene, the laughs stayed close to home.

But now! We live as connected in a large web of nets, each attached to the other and messages transmitting web wide in milliseconds. All our thoughts and feelings there to be shared. Also too, our accidental animal photobomb photos.

Kazakhstani Astro Squirrel certifying GO for launch.

Also, I'm not sure what the hell that horse was thinking. Or if that cow is not in fact a photoshop. The Web Net is a tricky thing.

Obama Hydras

There's nothing Photoshop can't do. Wondrous! How did people laugh before it? Sure, the Hitler mustache drawn on a portrait is funny, but it gets old pretty fast. Poor historical people - their lives must have been so un-LULZ.

A meme within a meme within a meme. Such are memes now free on the internet, for a meme is articulated then someone else adds to it, then someone else, and so on, till finally a new meme breaks out and spreads in turn. The Dialectic. It's a bedrock principle of humanity (of reality in fact) and the internet has given it power beyond compare to the past.  We feed each other and in so doing continually create something new.

Pencil carving art. Awesome.

Now's not the time for fear

What a delightful photoshop! And such a delectable pun! Bane.

Bain Capital is where Mitt made the majority of his bones, leveraging troubled companies to squeeze every sweet dollar out of them before shutting them down or re-organizing them as something much worse than before. Vampire capitalism, preying on the old and weak.

Bane: "A person or thing that ruins or spoils.". Bain has become one of Mitt's banes, and to think it was supposed to be one of his notable achievements! But he has quite a few banes these days, indeed, his entire resume is a bane he pretends to shed whenever possible, but how can one rid one's self of the very things one touts as reason to be the most powerful man in the world? Mitt can't talk up Bain, can't talk up his Governorship of MA, can't talk up his high standing in the Mormon Church, and no longer can talk up his "saving" of the Winter Olympics (cuz it was saved with sweet, sweet free taxpayer money). It's incredible, really. Flabbergasting that this man is running for President! I thank FSM for such a gift.

And finally, Bane: Villain in the latest Batman movie. An intriguing villain. I liked the movie, but wasn't crazy about it. It also seems to have exited pop consciousness remarkably fast, which is never good these days. I really dug the jacket above, and wait to see if an internet prediction comes true: That style jacket will be "a thing" this winter. I doubt it, but we shall see if pop consciousness has forgotten Bane, or not.

A political pop consciousness thing: Dogs against Romney. If you hadn't heard, one day way back when Mitt regaled a reporter in Boston with a homespun, down to salt of the earth tale of the family vacation in the old roadster, driving to Canada. He kept his dog, Seamus, in a cage tied to the roof for the trip, even after he got sick and shit everywhere - never fear! Mitt hosed it all away and resumed the trip, Seamus still roof-bound. Egads, right? Funniest thing is Mitt told this tale as if it were a heartwarming anecdote, a sure fire way to connect to "The Common Man". Oh, Mitt!  Read all about it here.

Oh Mitt, you cad! Have you heard about all the funny pranks young Mitt used to pull? Pretending to be a State Trooper? Shaving a hippy? Protesting FOR the Vietnam War, then heading to France on a Mormon mission (the phrase you're looking for is "Greg Marmalard)? As you can see, Mitt's got character in spades! Character plus experience equals the best President Amercia can buy!

LOL. What's been even more hilarious is how awful Mitt's campaign has been. Chock a'block with stupid mistakes - like misspelling "America" in the campaign app. I mean, c'mon! It's Palinesque! And there's been dozens of mistakes like this, and worse.

It's a 'shop, actually, but that doesn't matter anymore. "The Stench" has become the caricature, because Mitt Romney IS a living caricature.

Momjeans = common touch! LOL.

Man of the people indeed.

I almost feel sorry for Mitt, because in a sane world he'd be a decent candidate - he's certainly got the hair for it. But this is not a sane world, not the Repuglican side of it anyways, and thus Mitt is forced to be insane (if he's not truly - who knows with a robot?), and by being insane, and no good at it, he's guaranteed to lose. Catch 22, Willard! You're caught in a trap and there's no way out.

Thank FSM again! While I think Barack Obama has done a FANTASTIC job in his first term, I grant that Fox Nation has done an equally good job in laying the FUDD so thick that many think he's done poorly. And so if there were a solid Repuglican candidate this year, they would have had a good chance of unseating President Obama. Alas and bless Shesah, Mitt is the candidate instead, and he's terrible, and yet still the best of that rotted bunch. Which tells you all you need to know about the state of the Repuglican Party today: Rotten.

Idol Oven

Is it an idol to a terrible god? Is it an oven? It's both! Testament to the power of Sarah and a branding hook (the glasses). Done in mocking fashion, naturally. Read here.

It sure does cook up the heathens nice and tasty, with just the right amount of brimstone. Mmm-mmm! Sacrilicious! 

And of course as a photoshop - the true artistic medium of our time. Not mine! Can you guess the reference?

A hint: Hissssssss