It doesn’t seem like all that long ago, but it’s been half a month since we had a good condemn. Although there’s been a bit of condemnation about the Lympics. So it must be time again to condemn. Here’s a twenty fourth open condemnation thread. What’s getting up your goat this month so far? Which evil political, cultural, social, musical, religious and other phenomena need condemnation? (Or loud denunciation?)
You can condemn anything you like except La Femme Nikita. Well, you can condemn Michael. But not Nikita, Edward Woodward or Coldplay tracks.
I condemn my fancy-pants irises for still being utter duds flower-wise after two whole years.
Je condemne tout!
Tout le monde, or all that exists?
I condemn your Frenchified ambiguity!
I condemn the kowtowing to the ChiComms!
And I denounce those multi-cultist pomo liberals who would condemn the Anglomorphs!
http://larvatusprodeo.net/2008/08/16/on-rage-raging-against-germaine/#comment-496983
What am I condemning?
Whaddaya got?
PS My brief time in Paris leads me to believe the correct answer to the frenichified ambiguity question is:
[*cue slight shoulder shrug, palms open, querulous yet indifferent look*]
“pffft”
Oui mon petit chat russe, mais dans le troisieme an les fleur sont magnifique.
I condemn Gerard Henderson for morphing from the Colonel Blimp of the Culture Wars to the Bruce Ruxton of the Culture Wars RSL.
I hope you’re right, Benedictus. It was certainly true about les citrons, qui sont magnifique this year and about time aussi.
I condemn Microsoft, for having spell-checking routines that still don’t recognise the word ‘blog’. I should mention that I’m writing this on a government computer, which isn’t running the most up-to-date version of anything, so I condemn Public Service IT, too.
Je condemne tout le monde qui ecrit en francais. (and where’s that bloody cedilla when you need it, hein?)
Further to the ‘lympics posting earlier, I condemn all those male athletes who make me terribly self-conscious as I slouch in my chair getting flabbier. Those gymnasts in particular! And it doesn’t help that those guys on So You Think You Can Dance are back with their shirts off, too…
How can a guy gently slip into a well padded existence with that in his face all the time???
I condemn the rendering of “twenty fourth” as XIV.
I condemn the blokes in the yellow stickered car who beeped and gave the thumbs up as I was standing on the traffic island after coming out of the gym. What was that all about?
I condemn football grounds that will sell you Rum, Bourbon and red wine but not a full strength beer.
I condemn the latest round of democracy-flogging, and the fact we don’t care more about the hypocracy of our political system!:
“Here’s a rare look into the shooting gallery. It comes in the form of an offer document to the corporate sector being circulated by Labor HQ in the interests of raising money for the party. And on any measure it’s Kevin Rudd who’s up for sale.
Under the auspices of the Federal Labor Business Forum here’s how that offer goes; it starts with a $15,000 package which entitles two company representatives to meet Labor’s “rising stars”, attend a three-day retreat to “liaise with the entire ministry, discuss specific issues with ministers in smaller settings, and hear an address from the Prime Minister”.”
(http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,24196163-7583,00.html)
I condemn everyone who hasn’t posted for being too relaxed and comfortable. This is one of the shortest condemnation threads evah!
I don’t mind people writing in French, but I condemn loudly those publishers who see fit to publish in English, but don’t bother providing the less fluent amongst us with a translation of every French sentence appearing in un livre. And that goes for any Latin or German or Italian bon mots too. We’re not all multibloodylingual. Harrumph!!
“XIV” covered very nicely by Herr Bismarck von Hamburg. I don’t condemn Roman numerals.
I condemn utterly the vacuous nomination of “fifth” as the spot to aspire to on the ‘Lympics medal tally, the warnings of dire consequences [i.e. slipping below 5th] were future funding inadequate; topped by the silly bet between Sports Ministers (British & Australian) about which nation would outdo the other.
I mean, bl**dy hell! If you’re gunna aspire to greatness, one does NOT do so by choosing to compare oneself with the Brits!! They are crap. They are especially crap at competitive sports. They can’t beat us in a straight 1:1 contest, so how in heavens name are they going to outdo us in an internetional event, up against the Kenyans, Uzbekhis, Germans and Canadians???? I mean, come on!! Set your sights a bit higher, Aussies. At least aspire to out-perform the Kiwis!!
It’s time we all set aside those old, smouldering national resentments, and forgot that superior attitude the Poms take to us colonial upstarts. Just ignore the Brits, they are hopeless.
What?
WHAT????? !!!!!!! ?????? !!!!!!
I condemn the designers, manufacturers, marketers, wholesalers and retailers of the Bratz line of products. Overheard at Kmart yesterday evening:
Exasperated mother: “No darl, we didn’t come here for toys, and you’ve got so many Bratz already”
Whiny 8-year-old girl: “But she’s new… and she’s so hot!”
8-year-old girl, doll looks like a cross between toddler and cheerleader.
*pukes into environmentally sensible green bag*
I condemn dry air which makes skin itchy and scratchy and my current lack of a body moisturiser.
I condemn Australia’s car industry for its sense of entitlement to government largesse. Oh, and Craig Emerson for conflating the Enlightenment and a right-wing view of the environment.
I condemn Mikhail Saakashvili, Dmitry Medvedev, and anyone else who thinks that the solution to their political problems involve guns.
I condemn breast cancer – http://www.theage.com.au/articles/2008/08/20/1218911787108.html
Don’t often indulge in celebrity commiseration. I’ll make an exception here.
I condemn posties who are too lazy to actually deliver packages and instead always claim that no one was home.
Christ on a bike yes. My skin’s so dusty I look like someone put me through the washing machine with a box of tissues, a white rabbit and 5 minutes of TV snow. I can sand entire planks of wood into toothpicks simply by walking past quickly. When I invite the Sahara over for dinner it always gives me a funny look and mutters something about being busy. And then I got o Centrelink and they have the heaters on. But that’s another condemn.
I condemn Mark for condemning the lack of condemning here.
I also condemn Viacom from yanking a lotta good you tube stuff for shortsighted legal reasons without seriously considering how it would keep some of its niche brand properties alive for the long term.
And I condemn Ed Neumeier for writing and directing Starship Troopers 3:Marauders in such a way that a potentially brillant Phildickian mind fucking concept was quite deflated at the end by the lack of courage to go the final yard.
However I certainly do not condemn Amanda Donohoe’s chilling yet charismatic portrayal in this flick of a futuristic female Heinrich Himmler with a real narrative/caharacter twist at the end.
Seriously chaps, check out Starship Troopers 3:Marauders. It went straight to DVD and it’s pretty damn clunky here and there in direction, acting and dialogue. But it has a smart plot and it’s both far more ruthlessly satirical than the first film about a society in permanent war mode and more accurate about Heinlein’s queasy original vision in some ways. And as I mentioned before, there’s some seriously mindfucking teleological ideas being played with within it. Plus some great new bugs.
Not your average D-movie.