Or: Addendum to my previous.
This site is a multiracial, feminist, size-positive, queer-friendly, politics/pop culture/current events blog where any and all visitors and not only free, but actively encouraged to participate in discussions.
It's also a Stalinist dictatorship where free speech ends at the door, run by a Negro whose patience with whitefolks bullshit has already been exhausted through fiscal 2005.
There is no contradiction between these statements.
If you can't handle all that pseudo-intellectual posturing, here's the short version: Don't fucking get on my bad side, asshole.
Why yes, I did go Xmas shopping last night, how did you guess?
Ikea wasn't the usual madhouse. That's all I can say for it.
Update: One more thing. If you're trying to get in touch to bitch about, say, having had your IP banned or messages deleted, please leave the default subject line in place when you hit that mailto: link over yonder. Otherwise, your email will probably be lost in the spam deluge which I'm at the point of deleting en masse without bothering to check if it's from an actual person.
Not that I really want to hear from you in the first place.
Suggested soundtrack: Jerra, "Who Your Friends Are," by way of the invaluable Internet Underground Music Archive.
See also: *jerra.com* for more song downloads and assorted weirdness.
Have you figured out how to Fed Ex coffee to me yet?
Um, whole bean? Not a problem. You want Fair Trade?
But a fresh, steaming cup of joe?
Dream on, sista, dream on.
That is so not the supportive, understanding that I'm trapped in family hell, answer that I was look for from you.
Oh, sorry.
"Damn, sucks to be you."
Better?