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July 20, 2004
I had big plans for those pasties. . .
. . . but me and Jen didn't win the raffle on Saturday night, which included goodies from Early to Bed, but no DYKEdolls (but there is an, ah, interestingly attired Barbie behind the counter if you visit the store, which readers in or passing through the Chicago area are encouraged to do). That last link from Heidi Macdonald's The Beat, specifically the entry LESBIAN BARBIE!:
With her leather jacket, muscle T-shirt, tattoo and downtown attitude, 12-inch-high Bobbie is poised to take the doll world by storm.
Which quote is actually from the (linked in her entry) NY Post article. . . and this is why I haven't been updating lately. It's just all too complicated.
But don't expect to see these Sapphic playthings at your toy store anytime soon. The DYKEdoll figures, which will sell for $49.95 apiece, are aimed at adults. Only buyers over 21 can get the $65 package, which includes "accessories": tiny leather harnesses and miniature vibrators.
Or something.
Also, what Rivka said:
Well, I've been busy, for one thing, but I've also been feeling somewhat depressed. When I'm in that state of mind, it's hard to muster the energy to go trolling through the worst sludge of the news looking for things to be outraged about, and harder still to believe that I have anything to say that's worth listening to.
Only without the busy part.
Perhaps worthy of note: in what's jokingly called real life, I worked with Larry Colson (if this name means nothing, don't sweat it, I'm sure this'll blow over by the next news cycle, if it hasn't already), so the conniption fits some people are going into are, well, not the sort of reading I'm going to either link or quote. And since any situation where I'm the one asking people to calm the fuck down is totally beyond any hope of salvaging, perhaps this isn't worthy of note after all.
Oh yeah, and calm the fuck down.
Or, if you're in need of something to stir the old outrage, Patrick Nielsen Hayden provides:
Since, after all, it was science fiction fandom that brought America the five-day week, an end to lynching, checks against corporate power, cleaner air and water and, oh yeah, the space program. You may have thought politics and government had something to do with all of those those, but actually, it’s we science fiction fans (who never sling mud, give boring speeches, or prevaricate) who really know what’s what.
In other news, Birth of a Nation, by Aaron McGruder, Reginald Hudlin and Kyle Baker, will be available for purchase, right off the presses, at the NBM booth at Comic-Con International: San Diego. This is not to be confused with Rebirth of a Nation by DJ Spooky (aka That Subliminal Kid):
In the original Birth of a Nation, the accompanying music for racially loaded imagery was suitably epic pieces like "The Battle Hymn of the Republic," and Wagner's "Die Walkure." In the 2004 incarnation, the soundtrack is a seamless mesh of hip-hop, jungle, dub, space rock, ambient sounds and violin performed live by Daniel Bernard Roumain. This time around, the film is not premiering in national theaters, but rather at a star-studded debut at New York's Lincoln Center as a live audio-video event, with the film projecting on three stages.
But the important thing is, I'm sure Eli from Go Fish will be very happy with the pasties.
And yes, I know I'm going to hell for that last comment. Among so many other things.
Was going to be some business in there about how I just handed money to the scantily-dressed woman at the show, then said, in a very disappointed tone, "Oh. Raffle tickets. I knew that" when she gave me some, but I couldn't make it work. Sorry.
Posted by Aaron at July 20, 2004 05:37 PM
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