So, have you watched it? In a way, this video might as well be porn; the same skanky decor; the same plot that's only an excuse for a licensed, consequence-free orgy--except, given the Christianist context, it's all about catharsis through rage and destruction, not release through fucking.

For those who can't play it:

An Office Space-guy is surfing the net, sees a "X-X-X Girls Girls Girls X-X-X" pop-up on his computer, reels back in horror, grabs--Will Doctor Freud please pick up the white courtesy phone?--a golf-club, and demolishes his computer; ripping the innards out of the computer is lovingly, not to say graphically, illustrated; the flailing and smashing and tearing goes on for several minutes. At the climax, the guy's boss appears, hands him a cup of coffee, and asks "Porn?" And the guy says "Porn."

Which would be, I suppose, the money shot. Funny how the male authority figure who comes in at the end hands the guy some hot liquid isn't it? Doctor Freud? But perhaps I associate too freely.

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And high time, too.

The Republican Partei of Texas asks:

Why would anyone want to make a picture of our president from pornographic material?"

Why, indeed. One question:

This isn't safe for work, not one bit.

On Monday, Mrs. Greenspan was full of shit as per usual when she said that most Americans wanted Scooter Libby pardoned. Actually 18% wanted him pardoned according to a CNN poll released that same day, but I guess that is just being a stickler for details.