We heard about these mysterious underground bunkers and rotting hilltop listening stations in Berlin. They were built to intercept radio communications but are now little more than abandoned totems to the days of espionage. They litter the horizon, hidden in plain sight. We put our boots on and went exploring.
When I was in Boston a few days ago there were guys handing out fliers at the bus station that said “BAD COCAINE ALERT!” warning people to seek medical attention if their coke/crack was making them sick. By now you have probably heard that almost 1/3rd of the cocaine circulating the US, Canada and maybe the world is contaminated with a (potentially) poisonous veterinary deworming agent called levamisole. It has already killed several people and made many more people sick. Levamisole causes a condition called agranulocytosis which means that it kills white blood cells which are a necessary part of your body’s immune system and prevent small things like a sore in the mouth from escalating into deadly infection. In addition to temporarily AIDS-ifying your immune system, levamisole may also make cocaine more cardiotoxic and increase risk of seizures, meaning that it has three potential way of killing you. Read more »
The Creation Museum is a huge, fancy structure in Kentucky dedicated to teaching the world about “creation science”. Creation science, in a nutshell, is taking what is written in the book of Genesis literally. Even though what is written in the book of Genesis goes against anthropology, archeology, biology, zoology, geology, astronomy, cosmology, paleontology and common sense-ology. Which, essentially, makes it a $27 million kid sticking its fingers in its ears and saying, “Nyah-nyah-nyah, I can’t hear you!” Read more »
Jerry Seinfeld once said something about how childhood is a constant quest for candy. I spent a lot of my time looking for candy, but I was hunting for comics even more. Comics equalled happiness–even bad ones were great. Obsessive wanting has led me to writing comic book reviews. Only now I no longer hunt for the comics. The comics come to me. Read more »
Andy Capper, circa 2004
How much do British people love smashing things into each other’s face? Well, there are 4,000 more deliberate glassings a year in the UK than America has got gunshots, both intentional AND accidental. Read more »
Canada is a land of goofy dopes. Ontario’s got hosers, the prairies’ve got north-of-Fargo hosers and cowhosers, the west coast has its breathy hippie hosers, and Quebec’s just a heavy metal mess. But all the things that make Canada’s hosers hosers–dressing like a 70s extra, drinking whatever beer your province sells cheapest, listening to music you have to drink shitty beer to listen to, and talking like a habitual gas huffer–all are at their most extreme on the east coast. And Newfoundland is the east coast of the east coast. Newfoundlanders, or “Newfies” are heavy-drinking, cod-fishing, funny-talking island folk that didn’t join Canada until 1949. They are almost as easy a target as the French.
On Thursday the 18th of February we’re holding a charity screening of Swansea Love Story, the film we made last year which is coming out on VBS on February 12th. We are holding it at Rich Mix and it starts at 6.30. We are raising money for The Swansea Drugs Project, the drug charity in Swansea who helped us out a lot with the film. Seats are limited, so we want you to come early so you aren’t sad and cold by 7.00. Click through for the trailer. Read more »
Don’t know if you’ve heard, but Maria Fernanda Valencia, Colombia’s former Vice-minister of tourism, has agreed to pose nude for Soho magazine, basically the Colombian version of Maxim, if she is elected for the house of representatives. How’s that for working your agenda? As much as I like to advocate the expansion of Colombian nudity to encompass more than teenage girls and drunk guys a couple things bother me about this whole mess. Read more »
The other day I caught a bunch of hard looks at the gym. I got insecure. I assumed everyone was mad at me because I am fat and no one likes fat people. So I turned the treadmill up to a faster slow walk than I was doing. Still they looked at me in disgust. Finally someone clued me into what the problem was. A guy walked by and said, “Nice t-shirt, asshole!” I looked down to see what t-shirt I was wearing. It read, “FUCK HAITI!” Oh. I suddenly understood. I tried to explain that it was an old t-shirt, from before the earthquake, and it was laundry day and it was my only clean shirt. The guy fist-pumped me and walked away. Read more »
I don’t have a penis, but if I did, I would want it to be big. Size definitely does matter, and all men know it. This is why jelqing has always existed and will always exist. It has come to mean all manner of enlargement techniques; most commonly, manually tugging on the penis in a semi-state, which frankly just sounds a bit like half-hearted masturbation without the pay-off. Read more »
There’s a party on Friday night. You should come. It’s been set up by Saam. You know Saam, he’s the guy who makes music videos for Klaxons, These New Puritans and Cheryl Cole (her song with the douche from Black Eyed Peas is awful, but Saam’s video was great), and he just did some weird installation for The xx. Anyway, for his next trick, he’s proving that VJing doesn’t have to be the exclamation mark on the end of the phrase “Australian redneck ecstasy fuckwits!” In fact, it can be really cool. Click beneath to see how. Read more »
The tree-lined avenue that leads to the South African Atlantis is called the Malmesbury Road. In 1931, it was built using poor white labour – a work-for-soup deal, designed to counter the worst privations of the Great Depression. That same year, Harvard Business School came over to do a study on this innovative scheme. They took their findings back to America, and one year later, FDR had repackaged the Harvard study as The New Deal. It’s a very influential strip of tarmac. Read more »
When the guy from Pearl Jam found out that Vice was releasing the new Pierced Arrows album (because we told him) he insisted on writing a blurb for the press materials (because we asked him). Yesterday morning that blurb arrived in the form of a handwritten note from Eddie Vedder. Read more »
How tranquil and saintly is Jimmy Train Set? I want to be him when I grow up. Actually, can I be him now?
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