I’ll be painfully brief: I had a bad weekend. Mondays are bullshit. I feel like reading. Monday, links, let’s do this:
File this under completely unsurprising: The nutjob with the samurai sword who attacked the Scientology “church” was a member. Shocking, I know.
The past and the future of a city as viewed through the park made out it’s trash.
Find out why women go wild on the night before their wedding.
Now! That’s what I call Pedophile Pop Music!
The rain falls mostly on the plains of the solar-powered cemeteries in Spain.
The Strange family and their haunted sofa.
Now there’s a nap soundtrack generator. Brilliant. Thanks for pointing that out to me, Lollipop.
Yet another confirmation on the inevitable Arrested Development movie, this one from Ron Howard.
Neal Stephenson interview with the Onion AV Club.
The AV Club interviews Malcolm Gladwell as well.
From White People to Douchebags, 27 websites that eventually became books. Tremble in fear of the eventual political erotica/straw man argument about global warming/lit crit wankery that will be the eventual Counterforce book.
D. B. Cooper, just cause.
The Criterion 40% off sale ends today. Good luck on whatever is left. The article I just linked to, by Alex Carnevale, links to a very interesting post on Criterion’s blog about their restoration of Wong Kar-wai’s Chungking Express. Fascinating stuff.
Also from Carnevale, The funny, sexy guys that would save the economy.
Hey, look at that: 30 days until Christmas. I’m excited to see what my fellow Counterforcers want this year. (But I’ll give you advanced warning: Benjamin Light’s handing out bath towels and Lollipop Gomez is giving everyone condoms. Expired condoms. Just remember, it’s the thought that counts.)
The Vatican forgives John Lennon for the Jesus remark.
Cory Doctow on copyrights and copyfighting.
A guide to Obama’s national security transition team.
The Terminal 2: Armageddon.
Ideology vs. pragmatism: is one more important than the other?
For your consideration… It’s Oscar time, it’s nomination time.
Science fiction is the only literature that people care enough about to steal online.
Proof of a correlation between Myspace usage and illiteracy.
Talking shop with The Bangles.
Farting will get you arrested.
This just in: Stephanie, the middle sister from Full House, is not only newly single, but also fucking hot. I’m just sayin’.
Ambrose Bierce, just cause.
You’ve heard me mention him before, but now it appears that Richey from the Manics is officially “presumed dead.”
No glove, no love? Not always.
I should point out that I stole just about all of these pictures from various people online. Check out the Counterforce tumblr and you’ll find the original credits and what have you. Or don’t. Or:
This is me right now.
