Apparently I’m not capable of sleeping, so I’ll scream into the blogging abyss. This will ensure that, you too, suffer.
A few things; a scattered bunch of thought shards:
*Why is Christopher Hitchens kicking it with Sean Penn? A strange pairing, to be sure — particularly because Hitchens doesn’t suffer such dreary stupidfaces gladly — and this picture captures the strangeness quotient quite nicely (that’s Hitch sitting right behind Penn):
*A Russian political analyst sees the United States eventually fragmenting into the territories seen below:
*Here’s another cheery projection for America.
*Johnny Depp film sucker-punches the Columbus, Wisconsin, economy. I’ll repeat: haven’t any of you learned yet? Depp is horrible; don’t let him in to your state to make films. Pal Mike D thinks I’m off my rocker with this scathing assessment of Depp — he puts Depp on equal footing as such acting greats as Marlon Brando. But Mike D and others — please hear me out: If a thespian is going to pursue “challenging” and “quirky” acting roles, he should have somefaint neuroses available to tap into. Some complexity within his character that transcends vanity, which is all I experience when watching Depp — his vanity, his fucking cheekbones and that vainglorious sneer that screams “Look at me! I’m acting! I’m MAGNIFICENT!” Sorry. I can’t get beyond the vanity, Depp. You reached the height of your acting powers on 21 JUMP STREET. Have you ever had one legitimately bad day in your entire life? (And the day you couldn’t remove your Winona Ryder tattoo doesn’t count, bunky.) Begone, gnat. By the way, the always entertaining Greg Gutfeld has a few nice thoughts on Depp here.
*Prince is still completely nuts, and it’s frickin’ hilarious.
*Ukrainian politicians throw punches in parliament! Awesome!
*A glass half-empty take on an Obama presidency from a very shrewd Obama supporter…
