This weekend, the Dropkick Murphys (whom, full disclosure, I once ate late night tacos with at a Mighty Taco in Buffalo, NY) continued a long and storied tradition of musicians pulling the rug out from underneath a politician attempting to use their songs for campaign purposes.
On Saturday, Wisconsin Gov. Scott Walker used their song “I’m Shipping Up To Boston” as his theme music during the Iowa Freedom Summit. The band, who strongly supports both workers rights and unions, responded by tweeting this at Walker to voice their displeasure:
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“When you laugh, it changes shape!” doesn’t sound like the worst phrase in the world, until you realize that this kind old grandpa is saying it while staring into the depths of a porn star’s anus. Enter the world of having your butthole cast in bronze, because that is a thing you can do now, probably because of the sharing economy — I don’t know, nothing matters, this woman’s ass cavity was just immortalized in metal. Keep reading »
Here’s the first scene from the second half of “Outlander,” for all of you who can’t get enough of hot Scots in kilts and steamy sexy-time scenes set by flickering fires in fields of loamy heather. While this tidbit does not offer much in the way of actual thrusting bods and heaving bosoms, it does show Jamie, skipping stones and being introspective. The season starts April 4, so let this brooding Scot wet your whistle until then. [EW]
“Here’s my life,” writes Ann Bauer on Salon. “My husband and I get up each morning at 7 o’clock and he showers while I make coffee. By the time he’s dressed I’m already sitting at my desk writing. He kisses me goodbye then leaves for the job where he makes good money, draws excellent benefits and gets many perks, such as travel, catered lunches and full reimbursement for the gym where I attend yoga midday. His career has allowed me to work only sporadically, as a consultant, in a field I enjoy.” Bauer admits that this admission might be considered “crass,” but she’s calling for more honesty like this in her piece, entitled “‘Sponsored’ By My Husband: Why It’s A Problem That Writers Never Talk About Where Their Money Comes From.” Keep reading »