Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Hum

Has anyone heard of this very weird global health phenomenon called "The Hum"? Very weird. Apparently, hundreds of people around the world --typically around certain geographical loci (in Canada, cases are clustered in Vancouver, for example)-- are being driven crazy by a very low frequency humming noise that no one else can hear.

You can listen to a simulation of the sound here.

And this fellow claims to have recorded The Hum here.

Pretty weird, huh? Several explanations have been proposed, running that gamut from medical to environmental to psychological.

Hmm, maybe it's a precursor to spontaneous human combustion? Who knows? Well, the BBC reports that there is now some evidence that the culprit might be oversensitive hearing.

In Other News...

Today's Daily Perv Link (TM) is brought to us by Russians in Florida. How can that combination spell anything other than WIN?

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Real Life Superheroes

I'm sometimes asked to explain my semi-retirement from the world of fiction writing. The long answer has something to do with not believing that we should flood the world with books unless we actually have something of value to add... so many authors write because it's their job, not because they have something to say. The short answer, though, is probably more pithy and digestible: truth is a billion times more interesting than fiction can ever be.

Case in point: the recent emergence of real-life "superheroes" on American city streets. Let's be clear here. By "superhero" we mean dudes with issues who wear costumes and prowl the streets looking to exact vigilante justice. Cincinnati's "ShadowHare" is the most famous:

You can see them all at, well, the World Superhero Registry.

Predictably, with the emergence of real life superheroes has come the emergence of real life super villains. That's right. We have witnessed the birth of ROACH: Ruthless Organization Against Citizen/Chubby Heroes.

ROACH is so diabolical that they have posted an ad in Craigslist offering a staggering bounty of $10 for anyone who can provide the secret identity of ShadowHare.

I think there's one thing we can all agree about this story: it will not end well.

In Other News...

Adam S. sends us this neat commercial showing what Bruce Lee would have looked like playing ping pong with his nunchaku:

Meanwhile, Cousin Ajay sends us today's classic Daily Perv Link (TM):

Lastly, my review of the new Star Trek movie is available at Skiffy.ca.

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Monday, March 23, 2009

Definitely Not Battlestar Ga-craptica

Scene from the Battlestar Galactica finale "Daybreak", featuring my two favourite characters, Caprica Six and Gaius Baltar

Happy birthday to William Shatner, who turned 78 on Sunday. Wow. 78. Further wow: I know William Shatner's birthday.

Apropos of nothing: Melissa G. sends us Hamlet's Facebook page! And as usual, Dawn L. sends us someone's top 5 weirdest fetishes. Does this count as a Daily Perv Link (TM)? Heck, why not. The piggy-back rides sound particularly odd to me.

As I currently await the most recent episode of Heroes to finish downloading, I'm reflecting on the series finale of the "re-imagined"Battlestar Galactica, a show considered by many to be the best American TV show ever witnessed on free television. I had previously listed what I consider to be the best sci-fi finales in TV history. I'm not quite sure Galactica lives up to that list, but it is an extraordinarily well produced and evocative ending. Unlike many who've written about it, I'm not the least disappointed.

Expect a full review of the finale on Skiffy.ca sometime very soon. I will say, though, that I'm unsure of how I feel about Bob Dylan's "All Along The Watchtower" playing such a prominent and unironic role in the finale. Music has long been BG's "other" character, pushing mood and content further than I think any previous TV score has managed.

The secret Cylon "summoning" music was one of this season's open secrets. Composer Bear McCreary has been candid about borrowing heavily from the Dylan song to elicit the summoning tune. Without giving away too much of a spoiler, it was a bit of an anachronism to have the Hendrix version erupt later in the show, even having Starbuck utter the line, "There must be some kind of way out of here" before engaging the Galactica's FTL drive.

The brilliance of the finale, as I hope to make clear in a future article, is in its reliance on character, rather than plot, to tie the elements together. No plot could have satisfied the legions of rabid fanboys eager for resolutions to all the show's lingering mysteries. The right approach, then, was to relegate exposition to deus ex machina, and to focus both on the rightness of character reaction and on some underlying theme or messaging.

Here's a fan-made compilation of scenes from the series, accompanied by McCreary's version of "All Along The Watchtower".

In Other News...

And further apropos of nothing, here are a few random photos from the past couple of weeks.

Giving my talk at the WHO simulation in Montreal.

At a "bhangra and Caribbean" party in Toronto this past weekend.

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Thursday, March 19, 2009


Image courtesy of Dawn L. Does it count as a Daily Perv Link(TM)? Sure, why not.

From E.K. Hornbeck comes this story of John McCain's idiot daughter complaining about her love life. Cry me a river, baby. Sample of her idiocy: "I am not only turned off by people who voted for Barack Obama, but I am also turned off by people that voted for my dad." Really? So you're essentially turned off by pretty much anyone who voted... unless he spoiled his ballot or voted for a loser third party candidate.


Meanwhile, Nadya "Octomom" Suleman's story is so ridiculous that I found myself talking about her to my class of first year undergrads today. Here's an interesting take on our own hypocrisy when dealing with her.

Speaking of Octomom, I think I found my Hallowe'en costume for next year:

And here's the "Octomom" Denny's special: "14 eggs, no sausage, and the guy next to you has to pay for it."

Meanwhile, know of an interesting immigrant in Canada? Why not nominate him/her for the Top 25 Canadian Immigrant Awards?

Meanwhile, Brad Parker sends us this great collection of art work done by prisoners in New Delhi. Here are two of my favourites:

By the way, everyone and his/her dog has been sending me this article about inter-racial dating. I'm not sure why. I have no comments.

I have no more meanwhiles for you today.

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Dr Manhattan is NASTY

A Facebook friend, aware of my twin loves for both Watchmen and all things pervy, sent me this:

Not sure if it counts as a Daily Perv Link (TM), but why not?

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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

bin Blogging

Hey it's Osama bin Laden's birthday today! I did a quick Google image search for "Osama" and found the following:

(Also called "bin Shopping")

Lastly, today's Daily Perv Link (TM) is courtesy of Andoo. It's footage of a turtle doing it with a shoe. You know you want to see it. Go ahead. It's okay.

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Thursday, January 22, 2009

Space Nuts. Yes, Space Nuts.

It's no secret that I consider Alan Moore's Watchmen to be the finest "graphic novel" (i.e., comic book) ever written. I've mentioned it here, here, here and here. Most of you are probably aware that the long-awaited film version of the book has already been filmed and, as the smarmy types say, is "in the can". What you may not know is that a bloody battle has been ensuing between Warner Brothers and Fox Studios over who exactly owns the film, putting its release date in jeopardy. Well, the powers came to an agreement recently, and Watchmen is slated to adorn cinema screens sometime in March.

If you don't know the story, it's ostensibly a mystery about someone killing off the world's superheroes. But it's more of an exploration of what it means to be a hero --super or otherwise-- and, most interestingly, what it means to be a costume-clad human vigilante when a real, honest-to-Zod superhuman finally arises.

The following is a "leaked" clip meant to serve as viral marketing meme for the film. It shows a 1970-esque news clip celebrating the 10 year anniversary of the "birth" of Dr. Manhattan, Watchmen's erstwhile sole superhuman. It's done quite well:

The most memorable part of the Watchmen novel, for me, has to do with a line spoken in the above video. The newsman says, "The superman exists, and he's American." In the book, it's revealed that this was edited. Before being censored by his uppers, what he'd meant to say was, "God exists, and he's American." This is the essence of Watchmen, that a truly superhuman being is essentially a god. And if a god walks among us, what then can define the extraordinary for we mortals?

If you haven't already seen it, here's the excellent trailer for the upcoming Watchmen movie:

While we're on a science fiction theme, ever heard of the skiffy porno classic Space Nuts? Well here's the best scene, leading up to sex with the blue alien babe:

Ahh, what acting! Oscar worthy, to be sure.

And just because I love you all, I leave you with today's Daily Perv Link (TM): a special toy for Fido.

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Sunday, January 18, 2009

No Time! No Time!

My droogies, I sooooo want to blog, I really do! I just have no time right now. Bear with me, though, I'll be back in a day or two. In the mean time, here are some goodies worthy of a Daily Perv Link (TM) or two...


Sunday, December 14, 2008

If Bettie Page Had Lived...

...Today, she'd be doing duets with... Oh never mind. RIP, Bettie. You made my world just a little bit better.

In other news...

From DL's Facebook page, here's a list of some of the weirdest animals on Earth. The goblin shark is particularly, um, problematic.

Here's a report on how George Bush, in his final days in office, is working extra hard to make sure we're all fucked. These seem relevant:

Lastly, today's Daily Perv Link is all about chickens. And you know what they call a male chicken, right?

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Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Filler Fest

The way I blog is that I typically have 3 or 4 topics chosen days in advance, with links and arguments also saved. The problem with this method is that it assumes I'll be in the correct mood to chart out a cogent argument when the time comes to attack a particular pre-assigned topic.

Well, today I'm not. So instead you get another "filler" link fest!

1. From Manoj comes this great video of an animal confrontation on the African savannah. If you watch it, make sure you watch the WHOLE thing:


2. From Linda GF comes this mildly amusing (hilarious to academics) video of an unusual conference presentation:


(The associated PDF is here.)

3. Ed Wong sends us info about the Bloggies, the annual blogging awards. Know of anyone you'd like to nominate?

4. Cousin Ajay sends us this very important site celebrating ...um... male mammaries:


5. EK Hornbeck sends us this discussion that explores the needs of public health versus the civil libertarian mindset:


6. EK also sends us Jackie Mason's take on exercice:


7. Here's a note to Rogers customer service and marketing: I'm already a customer, but a good way to lose me as a customer is to phone me every week to try and sell me new products. So stop it already!

8. Today's Daily Perv Links (TM) are here and here. This is where I remind everyone that I am not advocating these acts, merely keeping track of them for largely epidemiological purposes. Please consult the disclaimer.

9. Lastly, here's an animated GIF I stole off of someone's MySpace page. It looks sooo familiar. Can someone tell me what it's from?

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Monday, May 21, 2007

What...? Deer Now?

Greetings, my droogies. I write to you from the Sea Breeze Hotel in Georgetown, Guyana, where I have arrived once again (and perhaps for the final time) to "do good".

Two days of fever before even arriving here, and now two days of, um, gastric distress sufficiently foul to make one feel that one has spent the time as a large man's prison bitch are enough to suck the joy out of what is otherwise yet another adventure for our enterprising young Epidemiologist.

I celebrated a break in the, um, gastric distress by allowing myself some much misses carbs: fried chicken and French fries. Mmmmm. I immediately regretted the choice. But such is life.

But let's not wallow on matters parasitic. Instead, I offer my congratulations to Mr Adam Duncan who wowed us all with both his sitar and guitar playing Friday night at the inaugural concert of the Canadian Society for Indian Classical Music, a show for which I was the proud (and feverish) emcee.

Let us begin with today's Daily Perv Link (TM). It seems it is no longer sufficient to get nasty with our furry friends; now it is also necessary for them to be dead. Last time it was a dead dog. This time, a dead deer. This story is particularly newsworthy because the perp bears a suspicious resemblance to my cousin Ajay. Luckily, Ajay was in Australia at the time of the crime.

EK Hornbeck sends us this NY Times extended feature on Al Gore. I tells ya: he will announce his candidacy this Fall. If he fails to be the next US President, I will refund all of your membership fees to this website. But by the looks of things, Gore seems to have bigger plans than the mere Presidency.

D-Mack sends us this list of stupid grammar mistakes. He also let's us know about perhaps the stupidest lesson plan in history. And we wonder why American schools suck (though Canadian schools aren't much better).

Well that's all I got today. Internet access here is sketchy at best, so I make no promises that I can continue to blog daily for the next 10 days... but I will try!

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Thursday, May 17, 2007

Doggy Style

Today's Daily Perv Link (TM) is a follow-up of an earlier entry. As was reported in this space some time ago, Ronald E. Kuch was caught having penetrative sex with a dead dog. It seems he has been charged with sodomy and indecent exposure, and may be sentenced to up to 22 years in prison for his crimes.

So many questions abound, not the least of which being, "What the hell was he thinking?" But if40 years of life on Earth has taught me anything, is that one should never bother trying to understand the precise mindset of those on the fringes; some thoughts will always be inaccessible to us.

So, instead let us ask the logical question few in the mainstream will have the courage to publicly voice: what exactly did he do that warrants jail time? Indecent exposure? Sure, I'll give you that. In my personal opinion, exposure of the human body should never be criminalized, but I recognize that my view is marginal at best, so I'll let that one go.

But sodomy? Methinks the laws of many jurisdictions consider sodomy to be any sexual penetrative act committed by a man on anything other than a human vagina. By that definition, masturbation or the use of sex dolls and other such personal apparatus would also be illegal. Seems a stretch to me.

As readers of this blog know, I am quite horrified by the increasing reports of the sexual abuse of animals. Cruelty against a living animal usually nets a perp a few months or a hefty fine and community service --never 22 years! In my opinion, those who physically harm living animals in anything other than an agricultural capacity deserve to experience the full heft of our penal system.

But a dead animal? The law recognizes the dishonouring of a human corpse to be a crime, but says nothing of non-human corpses.

Put aside the obvious ooginess of the act, but explain to me how coitus with a dead animal is any more wrong than playing football with a plucked chicken (what, you haven't tried that?) or treating a side of beef as a punching bag (you saw Rocky, right?) I'm legally allowed to do any disgusting thing I want to a hunk of steak I buy from the grocery store, even --let's be blunt-- get jiggy wi' it.

So, in our society which treats animal flesh as a commodity like any other, how is the placing of one's penis in dead animal flesh a crime? Well, maybe this deer has an answer.


Friday, May 11, 2007

The Goat Is Dead

India has been benefiting from the American outsourcing of call centres, tax accountants, architects, and even surgeons and radiologists. The newest trend? The outsourcing to India of local American news reporting. This century will be a brown century, my droogies. Just watch.

Remember the earlier Daily Perv Link about a man in Sudan forced to marry a goat that he was caught shtupping?

Well here's an update: the goat has sadly died, but not after leaving her husband a baby kid. Yes, my droogies, the end times are truly upon us.


Thursday, April 26, 2007

Classic Daily Perv Link... And Other Stuff

I weep for our society, I really do. We get dumber and dumber. In the wake of the Virginia Tech shootings has come the all too predictable overreaction of officials all over the USA and, pretty soon, Canada. The latest bit of news comes from Cary, Illinois, where an 18 year old high school student has been arrested for submitting a writing assignment in a creative writing class in which he made reference to a potential shooting in his own school.

Was it in poor taste? Maybe. Was it foolish? Perhaps. Was it criminal? Hell no! Schools --and society-- need to match their rhetoric to reality. A "free writing" assignment isn't really free at all, then, is it? And a society that makes police arrests based upon words does not really embrace basic human rights, does it?

Of course, all of this is inextricably linked to the growing litigiousness of American society. If the fellow had eventually gone on to kill people, then the school would be liable for not having taken earlier steps. Schools and other supposed havens of free thought need to be indemnified against such actions where policing clearly conflicts with fundamental civic rights, prime among them the freedom to think.

For you predictable people who will respond with the predictable trope of, "Well, what did you expect? Since when have we lived in a truly free society?" really don't get the point, do you? We will never live in a truly free society until we start demanding that societal institutions live up to the rhetoric of our oft-stated civic values and to the specifics of both the US and Canadian constitutions. And where the letter of the law allows this bull crap, I say the letter of the law needs to be modified. There is no greater threat to the advancement of the civilized human mind and spirit than reactionary restrictions on so-called "improper" thought. (And, lest ye misunderstand, there is a seriously important distinction between thought and action. Society is well within its rights to acknowledge and police improper action.)

So what should have been done with this young man writing troubling things in his "free writing" assignment? Well, schools have counselors, don't they? Why must this necessarily be a police matter? The teacher in this case is a reactionary git who does not understand his job or responsibilities.

Twenty-five years ago, I submitted the following haiku to my grade 10 English teacher, Mrs. Ida Plaskett, when she gave us a "free writing" poetry assignment:

Dear Mrs. Plaskett,
O give me a good mark, please.
Now, or I'll kill you.

Foolish? Maybe. Provocative? Definitely. Assholish? You know it. Criminal? Not then. In fact, Mrs. Plaskett had a good laugh, gave me a good mark, and I ended up being awarded the school's Gold and Silver medals for English, and eventually the Ida Plaskett Award for English upon her retirement. Instead of lauding me with honours and encouraging me towards a professional writing career, Mrs. Plaskett could have easily called the cops and killed my writing bug right there and then.

Instead, we now have a teenager arrested for writing an essay. What do you think the US founding fathers would think of a citizen being arrested for writing an essay? Keep saying that to yourself: arrested for writing an essay. Shades of revolution, I should think.

Classic Daily Perv Link

The following is an excerpt from Plain Tales From the Raj, an excellent non-fiction account of the life of Brits stationed in India before Independence:
"Spike Millgan records the case of a young soldier 'desperately in need of sex who ravished the sacred cow at the temple. The Hindus took great offence at this and he was prosecuted --and the officer who was representing the Crown opened the case by saying, "On the day of the alleged offence my client was grazing contentedly in the field."' The case was apparently dismissed when it was pointed out that 'the cow had been cited in a previous case.'"


Friday, June 23, 2006

The Bench Recognizes The One-Eyed Gentleman In The Turtleneck

In my neverending quest to convince the world of my heterosexuality, I strive to collect digital proof of my association with attractive women. So, to the left, here I am at that Indian Canadian Chamber of Commerce BBQ I blogged about a few days ago, pestering the heck out of one of its other attendees.

Speaking of shmoozing events, I was fortunate two nights ago to attend the gala celebrations of National Aboriginal Day in Ottawa. Given recent anti-Aboriginal comments by supporters of the Conservative federal government and the government's dismantling of the Kelowna Accords, I was curious to see if there would be any official representation from the government present. Well, the bureaucracy was well represented, as were other nations --indeed, the honourary Chair of the event was the very humourous High Commissioner from New Zealand-- but no official member of the Conservative regime was identified, though maybe I was just too drunk to notice one. But if my survey of the room was accurate, this does not bode well for Aboriginal affairs in this country. Mind you, I hear that the Prime Minister did do some ceremonial stuff elsewhere.

Now remember, this site no longer carries what used to be called "the daily perv link". Why? Because by linking to news items of disturbing acts, some people misinterpret my intentions. (Of course, my intentions are well displayed on the official Deonandan.com disclaimer.) So, whatever you do, don't click here. (And if you do, remember: that's not why they call it "puppy love.")

Now here's an interesting news item. The US Appeals Court has rejected use of the "penile plethysmograph" test, which is a test involving the use of a device which measures a penis's responses to certain visual stimuli presented to its owner. Why would someone do this? Well, if I show you a photo of a pre-pubescent boy and your willy wobbles, it's supposed to suggest that you have paedophilic tendencies.

I for one --not surprisingly-- applaud the US courts for their decision. This device is right out A Clockwork Orange or Orwell. It purports to measure the mind of an individual, and then to institute legal consequences for what it supposedly finds in that mind. Nothing can be more anathema to the concept of a free society.

And let's not even discuss whether the machine actually works. As any owner of a penis knows, the bloody thing can be unpredictable at times; sometimes, like the French, going on strike for no discernible reason; and sometimes, like a housecat, arbitrarily deciding that now is the time to get up and move around. I'd hate to have my penis as my primary character witness in any criminal court case.

In other news, India Currents Magazine has published my article on "The False War Between Civilizations", which began here as a blog post.


Monday, April 10, 2006

Ruddy Bigots and Giant Bunnies

Ahhh, nothing gets the blood racing on a Monday morning better than a testosterone-infused exchange with a ruddy bigot. (See comments to this post.)

Growing up as a dark-skinned immigrant in Toronto in the 1970s was not a fun experience. We were a poor family, confused, stressed and scared much of the time. So many things were new to us, and back then Canada didn't have its present infrastructure and experience in speeding along immigrants' assimilation process. It's still a rough time today for most immigrants, especially those arriving from truly foreign cultures and those without the economic advantages of others. But back in the 70s, it was particularly bad, especially for those of us with no ties to extant community groups. (We didn't, for example, know of any existing Guyanese or West Indian communities we could find solace among.) Indeed, for much of my childhood, not a day went by without at least one racist event perpetrated against me on the street: a verbal slur, a threat of violence or indeed actual violence.

Most frustrating were the constant faulty assumptions people made about you, based upon fragments of information, hearsay or isolated experiences: Indians smell, Indians are good at math, etc. My favourite was that, since Gandhi was a pacifist, then Indians wouldn't fight back if you hit them. My extremely tough older brothers disproved that myth quite effectively.

That's why it's so irritating to see modern troglodytes do the same with today's immigrants, particularly Muslim ones, who are the brunt of so much irrational hatred. It's the one stimulus that is guaranteed to trigger my testosterone response, the racist disrespect of any immigrant in my presence. So be warned.

Oh yeah, the daily perv link. Yes, it's more animal abuse. In a truly just world, punishment would meted upon the perpetrator by the animal kingdom's new champion, this guy:


Thursday, March 09, 2006

A Fractured What?!

(Note: Before reading this post, please consult the very serious Deonandan.com disclaimer.)

OK, scroll down to where they talk about me, but don't laugh.

The return of an old favourite: our daily perv link!

Here is an article on the various injuries one can acquire while doin' the nasty. For a long time, I've had a mortal fear of getting a "fractured penis". Oh, this is real, my droogies. Just look at this... or don't.

As has long been anecdotally suspected, the statistics now show that, at least in Australia, women are punished more leniently for paedophilic crimes than are men. Hmmm.

Thanks to Rondi for this video of female Arab psychologist Wafa Sultan givin' it to 'em on Al-Jazeera television. What's amazing to me about this clip isn't so much the content of Sultan's words or the responses of her detractors, but rather the fact that on a cable news show a guest was allowed to speak for many minutes on end without an annoying big-haired host interjecting with some inane comment. Makes me want to subscribe to Al-Jazeera!

As I've already reported here, courtesy of Darth Vadum's on-the-spot journalism, proto-nazi Ann Coulter has taken to publicly using the offensive term "raghead" in her various appearances around the US. As one commenter on the right-wing Western Standard Blog put it:
"Ah, dear Ann Coulter. She reminds me of an aging porn star who, as her beauty fades, must resort to increasingly depraved sexual acts in order to turn a buck. Ann is at the stage where she's doing beastiality [sic]."
What is amazing about all this isn't that Coulter is predictably a publicity whore and clearly a racist in the old-fashioned knuckle-dragging "me hate you because you look strange" mold, but rather that the blogosphere has erupted with comments coming to her defence! Most common are the type typified by another commenter on the Western Standard Blog:
"During WW2 we called the enemy Krauts and Japs and Nips etc etc...Big deal"
That's right. It is now okay to openly defend the usage of racial slurs. If we do otherwise, the terrorists will have won. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, since it's also de rigeur to openly advocate for the legality and morality of torture. How did we get here? My God, how did we get here?

This reminds me of one of Charley Reese's best observations: that during wartime, to dehumanize the enemy is to prolong the war; in order to negotiate for peace, it is necessary to see your opponent as desiring of peace, and for him to see you as trustworthy, not driven by primal hatred. It is not so far-fetched, then, to suggest that the neocons' thirst for war-without-end (in the finest Orwellian tradition) is a factor behind the increasingly common incidents of high-profile Conservatives resorting to racist and dehumanizing epithets for their nominal "enemy". It is thus not surprising to see shadow-born bigots now emboldened to take their stupidity and hatred into the light, like this fool.

We in Canada are buffered against much of this nonsense by our comparative lack of modern racial tension. But we are a bunch of hypocrites in many ways, not the least of which being our stance on the American actions in Iraq and Afghanistan. Want to see what I mean? Hold your nose and go here: www.canadianally.com

The site is real. It is registered to the military attache resident in the Canadian embassy in Washington, DC.

While the Canadian public has repeatedly stated its opposition to being a part of the US's so-called "Global War On Terror", and while our governments have supposedly acquiesced to this desire, we are nonetheless marketing to the USA that we are in-step with their war plans. As proudly mentioned on the site, Canadians are responsible for "5,000 tactical airlift, patrol and (ship-based) helicopter sorties" in the Persian Gulf region since 2001; I wonder what operations and theatre hose sorties were involved in, hmmm? Cough-Iraq-cough.

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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Tards, Sperm Donors and More Dog-Fucking

(Note: Please, I implore you to read the very serious Deonandan.com disclaimer before reading this post.)

In our on-going quest for daily dog-fucking stories, we occasionally come across some truly distasteful shit. What's more distasteful than dog-fucking, you ask? Well how about dog-fucking as a form of torture? There have been repeated reports of dogs being trained to rape humans. Typically, such dogs are used by the secret police of certain Latin American governments. But here is a really disturbing tale of South African freelance torturers doing the deed.

As I've contended on this site, there appears to be a dramatic worldwide increase in the prevalence of barnyard sex acts. Maybe it's just that they are being reported more regularly now. Or maybe it's just that the Internet now provides an easy means of collecting such stories. Or maybe it's a case of pervs (and concerned citizens like me) finally noticing and collating them. Who knows. But it now seems that the Swedish Animal Welfare Agency has also noted a seeming rise in cases of bestiality in that country. Please note that the site on which that article resides appears to have a specific morality-based political agenda, so read with caution.

(And for any new readers here: no I am not advocating dog-fucking. Quite the opposite, in fact. I discuss the topic here only to explore whether this is a case of increased reporting or of an actual increase in the behaviour.)

While we're on disturbing subjects, this one is strange for me to present, given that I have committed a portion of my career to the promotion of children's mental health. Here is a website called The Tard Blog, written by "a real life special education teacher" about her mentally ill students. Some of it is hilarious. Some of it is both hilarious and genuinely disturbing, like this entry. For those offended by my use of the word "tard", I do apologize; I am only quoting the site, and of course would never advocate the use of such a disparaging term to describe mentally challenged children. It has long been my thesis, however, that words only have the power that we imbue them with, so I am a proponent of outing supposedly nasty epithets and of making them harmless.

And today we end off with a story I've been predicting for years. A couple of times in my past, I've been approached by single women asking me to be the sperm donor for their intended pregnancies. Each time, I have declined for a number of reasons. One of the minor reasons was that, regardless of what papers he signs, it will never be clear what rights and responsibilities the donor/father will have with respect to his child. One of my lawyer ex-girlfriends found this attitude short-sighted because she felt that once a donor signs away his parental rights and responsibilities, they can never be revisited upon him; it's a closed story, in her opinion.

Now comes this story from Sweden, land of rampant bestiality. A man donated his sperm to a lesbian couple and now, 13 years later, is being sued for child support. I call bullshit.


Thursday, September 29, 2005

Frozen Badness

(Note: Before reading this post, please consult the very serious Deonandan.com disclaimer.)

First, the news:
  • In Manhattan there's now a law that allows cops to ticket a childless person who sits on a park bench near a playground. So retarded is this law that a 47 year old woman, waiting for a festival to start, was given a potential $1,000 fine. Jeebus, people. The overwhelming majority of childless people are not paedophiles. We have this ridiculous impression, created by the media, that every other strange man is waiting to steal our children. It is a curse upon civilization when basic liberties are curtailed to protect against extremely unlikely circumstances.

  • Of course, another dog-fucking story. (For those of you new to this site, I do not include these bestial links because I advocate the behaviour; quite the opposite, really. Rather, they are exemplars of my thesis that such events are being increasingly reported in the mainstream media.)

  • Want to see Jon Stewart versus drunken blow-hard Christopher Hitchens, he of the poor research? Click here.

  • Want to read the transcript of Christopher Hitchens versus ron Reagan, he of the questionable sexuality? Click here.

  • A new study suggests that societies are much worse off when citizens purport to believe in a god. Read it here.
Here's an angle on both global warming and the increased tendency toward viral pandemics that I had not considered before: the fact that ancient diseases may be waiting for us beneath polar ice. As is well known, both bacteria and viruses, some thousands or hundreds of thousands or, I think in one case, millions of years old have been revived through the gentle thawing of antarctic ice under laboratory conditions. If successful revivification can be done in the wild with natural thawing, this is bad news indeed. Modern organisms have no natural immunity to diseases of yesteryear, so there's a fair chance some of these pathogens will prove lethal to either humans or to our animal and plant slave species. Perhaps some of these bugs will go airborne. And given the propensity for modern viral diseases to reach pandemic status very quickly --due in large part to growing population densities and to the ease of air travel, both of which eliminate populations' natural defence against epidemics, i.e. geographic isolation-- there is a real chance that one or more of these frozen baddies will wreak untol havoc upon the Earth.

Stay tuned, kiddies. The world just got even more interesting.


Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Doing It Doggy Style

In this corner, eloquent firebrand anti-Bush Scottish MP George Galloway, best known for having John Malkovich want to kill him. In that corner, pro-war ideological turncoat Christopher Hitchens, known for the enormous chip on shoulder. That's right, babies, it's the pansy intellectual cage match of the decade! Those of you in New York, please attend this event and report back to me. Please!

What's that? Indian militants are producing porn to pay for their insurgency? As you know, I am a great champion of pornography, mostly because I like the idea of people staying the heck out of other people's business and crotches. But the issue here is not about pornography, but rather explicit sexual abuse. If villagers were willingly taking part in this industry to support their favourite terrorists, then more power to them; it's a novel and creative way to fund their enterprise. But I gather that women are being forced into these activities and villages are being terrorized. This is organized crime at its core and moral degradation at its lowest, and I have nothing but contempt for the people behind this venture. I link to it here so that my readers can get a better understanding of my personal morals, but also so that we all can learn about terrors being forced upon peoples a world away.

Meanwhile, topless virgins vie to to be the wife of the 37-year old king of Swaziland. You know, I just turned 38. No topless virgins vied for my company! What gives?

Okay, how do I bring this up? It seems, for the past few months, that everyday I am greeted with a story of someone having sex with a dog. There, I said it. Today it was this one. People are writing to sex advice columnists on how best to get their dog in the mood. And let's not forget about that Seattle man who died after being the ingler for a horse; it seems he was visiting a barnyard animal brothel. There's even a heavily visited site that provides instructions for the would-be dog fucker! (The research I do for you people.)

What is going on here?!!

Is this a sudden new social trend? It seems to have found berth with both men and women from seemingly all walks of life. Has it always been around (hey, we all saw those videos in high school), and is only now growing in media prominence? Or, God forbid, were the fundamentalists right and our society's growing acceptance of all things sexual led to this point? I don't know what to say about this, since data is actually scarce. But a statistic is often bandied about regarding 10% of farmboys having had sex with an animal, so clearly this is not a new trend. But what's with the seemingly new obsession with dogs? They smell like shit and are not the least bit sexy.

Now, my opinion about sex is this: do whatever the hell you want so long as everyone involved is an adult and has given informed consent. An animal cannot give consent, and is therefore the victim of abuse. End of story.

It's sad that I even have to make that argument. Ewww. Or ewe.