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To follow up on my previous post, here is my mostly complete (for now) Goodreads profile, for anyone who might possibly give a crap about it.
Feb. 17th, 2011
Fascinating, and more than a little disturbing.
I'm no big fan of Anonymous, generally speaking, but if these are the guys that they're going up against this time, I can't help but wish them luck, at least based on the above.
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This, and all of the associated links from it, is a very fascinating story.
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After everything that has come up relating to Anonymous in the months following the above, I would just like to reiterate that I am no big fan of Anonymous. It even kind of puts the above in a different light, in that I am no longer as impressed by it or as much on the side of Anonymous as I was then. Sure, the HB Gary guys are still supreme cockholes, and I guess it's good that news about their shit got leaked and all, but I no longer see Anonymous as the... grey hats that I pictured them as before. Now, it's just Darth Vader vs Darth Maul, except way less cool than what that image invokes.
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I'm no big fan of Anonymous, generally speaking, but if these are the guys that they're going up against this time, I can't help but wish them luck, at least based on the above.
(EDIT)
This, and all of the associated links from it, is a very fascinating story.
(/EDIT)
(EDIT 2)
After everything that has come up relating to Anonymous in the months following the above, I would just like to reiterate that I am no big fan of Anonymous. It even kind of puts the above in a different light, in that I am no longer as impressed by it or as much on the side of Anonymous as I was then. Sure, the HB Gary guys are still supreme cockholes, and I guess it's good that news about their shit got leaked and all, but I no longer see Anonymous as the... grey hats that I pictured them as before. Now, it's just Darth Vader vs Darth Maul, except way less cool than what that image invokes.
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(I will blatantly steal from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rabbitucker and post the following: "Be warned about something before continuing: This blog entry is loaded with links, and many of those links go to TVTropes.com. Be careful about following them, as they might result in losing hours of internet time before you are even aware that you've wandered off course.")
I was at Panera today, and after the cashier took my order, she says "Have you ever seen Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas?" I was like, "...uh, no, I haven't seen it." She says "It's based on a book by Hunter S. Thompson. I'm sure you've at least heard of it." I nod "Yeah, I'm aware of it." She says "It's just that your glasses remind me of Johnny Depp from that movie, and that's really cool!" I'm like "Uh, okay... thanks?" She says "Well, here's your receipt. Have a nice day!" And I mumble "...yeah, you too." and walk away.
Really... how does one respond to something out of the blue like that in a way that doesn't consist of caught-off-guard bumbling and WTFness? I mean, I really hope I didn't project a "What are you smoking? o_O" kind of vibe, because she did sound quite complimentary about it and perhaps even a bit flirty and stuff, and it was somewhat flattering I guess. (I mean, what guy doesn't want to be compared to Johnny Depp?) But... well... it's just that I'm really, seriously, horrendously, nigh-irredeemably bad with that sort of thing. And, indeed, it did catch me completely off guard (not that I would have had more than a few seconds to do or say anything anyway, before the people in line behind me would have started brawling). I'm not even going to begin to pretend like I'm some kind of suave Casanova/Chick Magnet/Charmer or anything here. (I'm not even a Leisure Suit Larry. If anything, I'm one [of many] example[s] that Nerds Are Virgins is Truth In Television, because I freely admit that I'm in the "never so much as wandered within a mile of the ballpark" category. To over-extend the metaphor here, let's just say that I'm not very athletic and don't much care for the effort involved in playing sports.)
Anyway, upon returning to the office and looking up images of Johnny Depp from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas... I just don't see the resemblance. >_>; My old glasses from years ago when I was a kid were that big, maybe... but my current ones are fairly small in comparison. It just makes the whole thing that much weirder.
And I know I don't look anything like Johnny Depp...
rabbitucker and post the following: "Be warned about something before continuing: This blog entry is loaded with links, and many of those links go to TVTropes.com. Be careful about following them, as they might result in losing hours of internet time before you are even aware that you've wandered off course.")I was at Panera today, and after the cashier took my order, she says "Have you ever seen Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas?" I was like, "...uh, no, I haven't seen it." She says "It's based on a book by Hunter S. Thompson. I'm sure you've at least heard of it." I nod "Yeah, I'm aware of it." She says "It's just that your glasses remind me of Johnny Depp from that movie, and that's really cool!" I'm like "Uh, okay... thanks?" She says "Well, here's your receipt. Have a nice day!" And I mumble "...yeah, you too." and walk away.
Really... how does one respond to something out of the blue like that in a way that doesn't consist of caught-off-guard bumbling and WTFness? I mean, I really hope I didn't project a "What are you smoking? o_O" kind of vibe, because she did sound quite complimentary about it and perhaps even a bit flirty and stuff, and it was somewhat flattering I guess. (I mean, what guy doesn't want to be compared to Johnny Depp?) But... well... it's just that I'm really, seriously, horrendously, nigh-irredeemably bad with that sort of thing. And, indeed, it did catch me completely off guard (not that I would have had more than a few seconds to do or say anything anyway, before the people in line behind me would have started brawling). I'm not even going to begin to pretend like I'm some kind of suave Casanova/Chick Magnet/Charmer or anything here. (I'm not even a Leisure Suit Larry. If anything, I'm one [of many] example[s] that Nerds Are Virgins is Truth In Television, because I freely admit that I'm in the "never so much as wandered within a mile of the ballpark" category. To over-extend the metaphor here, let's just say that I'm not very athletic and don't much care for the effort involved in playing sports.)
Anyway, upon returning to the office and looking up images of Johnny Depp from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas... I just don't see the resemblance. >_>; My old glasses from years ago when I was a kid were that big, maybe... but my current ones are fairly small in comparison. It just makes the whole thing that much weirder.
And I know I don't look anything like Johnny Depp...
"FLASHBACK: Palin Proclaimed Oct. 2007 'Breastfeeding Awareness Month'"
But of course, now that it's Michelle Obama who is the one encouraging support for breastfeeding, Sarah Palin and her ilk have to get all snarky and adversarial about it. I guess it doesn't matter if Palin herself may actually support it or not, since it's much more important that she stay on the same page along with the rest of her Faux Noise cronies. I guess they wouldn't like her so much if she went all maverick over something like this, would they?
Stay classy, you guys. *eyeroll*
But of course, now that it's Michelle Obama who is the one encouraging support for breastfeeding, Sarah Palin and her ilk have to get all snarky and adversarial about it. I guess it doesn't matter if Palin herself may actually support it or not, since it's much more important that she stay on the same page along with the rest of her Faux Noise cronies. I guess they wouldn't like her so much if she went all maverick over something like this, would they?
Stay classy, you guys. *eyeroll*