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Also obligatory:
Great Canadian comedy. I’m having cake, BTW.
Call them the anti-Kardashians. These are the people whose selfies we actually WANT to see, precisely because they’re not vapid and self-absorbed, seeking all the eyeballs all the time. They’re too busy doing great things for their countries. Like this guy here:

Yup, that cool dude is none other than Pepe Mujica, the president of Uruguay, playing a cameo role in a selfie by Ramón Farías, a Chilean parliamentary deputy, at the inauguration of Michelle Bachelet. Wrote Farías on his tweeter: “How are we with this little photo. With President Mujica. My idol.”
Here he is with Evo, “the president who didn’t want to be absent”:

Jeebus. Even those crappy little cellphone cameras can’t make Evo look bad. Nothing can.
And here’s another president who always looks amazing:

Rafael Correa…demonstrating how he came to be known here as El Ecuadorable.
And here’s Dilma:

Meanwhile, in Venezuela, another head of state was also getting in on the trend:

Yup, that’s Madurito, getting into it with Sean Penn…and the prime minister of Haiti, Laurent Lamothe. Glad to see him having fun, it’s been a rough month for him.
(Thanks to Anthony for alerting me to the Farías selfies. PS: Give Ramón Farías a follow on the tweeter, he follows back!)

Ladies! Have you ever wondered how to go down on your man without sinning? Never fear, there is a way! The Archbishop of Granada is your new sex guru:
Francisco Javier Martínez, the archbishop of Granada, Spain, gives advice to Catholic women on how to avoid sinning when performing oral sex on their partners.
“Women may perform fellatio on their husbands whenever they ask. But when they do so, they must think of Jesus in order not to turn perverted. Remember that you are not a pervert,” he says.
The prelate has already generated controversy with his book, “Marry and Submit”, published last December in Europe.
Ladies, don’t stop reading!
Translation mine.
“Close your eyes and think of Jesus”? Kinky! I wonder which hot Jesus from the movies I should think of. Oh, decisions, decisions…
I also wonder if the archbishop gives men similar advice regarding the Virgin Mary. Hey, it IS a natural form of birth control!
João Gilberto sings “Desafinado”. The title means “Off Key”, and it’s actually supposed to sound like that. But meticulous artist that he is, João is in fact perfectly on, even when he sounds a little off. He seems off-beat, too, but listen carefully — he meant to do that. “This is bossa nova, this is totally natural.” Indeed.

Crappy weekend, everyone…and crappy International Women’s Day, too. Which I don’t feel very much like celebrating today, because what’s to celebrate but reversals and bass-ackwardness all around? And with that said, here are this week’s backward asses, in no particular order:
1. Rob Fucking Ford. He went to Hollywood, thinking some of that tinsel dust would rub off on him. Or maybe he was hoping to peddle (or buy?) some high-grade cocaine there? Either way, all he ended up doing was making an even bigger ass of himself, on TV…and while dressed like a mafia pimp. PS: Aw, duzzums haz a mad? Too bad, so sad. You went to Hollywood. Didn’t you know you’d be appearing on a comedy show? Pull yourself together, Tweedledum.
2. Doug Fucking Ford. After Tweedledum got done making an ass of himself, Tweedledee was out running interference for him. As usual. When do you suppose he’ll finally get tired of all the lying, ass-covering and excuse-making?
3. Joe Fucking Warmington. Meanwhile, back in TO, Robbo’s ass-kisser in chief was busy holding down the fort, and writing rave reviews all sight unseen. When he actually saw it, his crapaganda had to be pulled…but not before the city got yet another reminder of why the SunMedia chain is a dumb redneck operation when all’s said.

4. Christopher Fucking Pagano, AGAIN. Because it wouldn’t be a wanklist without an actual wanker, and what better to wank with than a piece of Swiss cheese?
5 and 6. Charlene Fucking Ellet and Cameron Fucking Beck. This crime story has it all: Wal-Mart, shoplifting, infidelity, brother-sister incest, crystal meth, Texas. The only thing needed to truly take this one over the top is Jerry Springer.
7. Pat Fucking Robertson. If #5 and #6 are feeling at all lonely and beleaguered in their shitty existence, they should at least take some comfort knowing they have a friend in Jeebus…or at least Patwa, who is cool with incest as long as it’s not gay, and doesn’t make any “Mongoloid” kidlets.
8. Dana Fucking Snay. Stupid Facebook brags are stupid. But not as stupid as the stupidheads that make them.

9. George Fucking Will. Fighting for equal rights may not be neighborly. But then again, what exactly is the long-standing conservative animus against equal rights? Chopped liver?
10. Joe Fucking Scarborough. And how much are the Koch Bros paying you to put in a good word for them, Joe? I always did find it funny that someone like you, with such a massive skeleton in his closet, could still manage to evade a life sentence in the Florida state pen.
11. Steve Fucking Stockman. Meanwhile, in other news of highly questionable wingnuts, there’s him. Uh, Steve? Police mugshots are a matter of public records. You can’t order the arrest of anyone publishing them. Police don’t bust themselves, dumbass!
12. Ted Fucking Nugent. A cop? Really? Funny, I didn’t know they took pants-shitting draft dodgers who have committed statutory rape.

13. Bill Fucking Gothard. And speaking of statutory rape, would it greatly surprise you to know that a far-right Christian with ties to the Quiverfulls and Sarah Palin…is really not all that different from Warren Fucking Jeffs when you get right down to it? Thought not.
14. Mike Fucking Maggio. So, if “sluts are just whores in training”, as “geauxjudge” avers, what are overly judgy judges who like to talk stupid shit about “golden vajay jays” and “rodeo sex”, and insist that women should just put up with shitty husbands, because bitches be crazy? Probably the larval form of right-wing politicians. And garden-variety assholes? Why, they’re just geauxjudges in training!
15. Sam Fucking Sotiropoulos. What the fuck is “homosexism”? I don’t know, and I don’t think he does, either. But for some strange reason, he’s awfully frightened about naked gay guys at the Pride Parade. Well, Sam, there’s a very simple solution to your problem: Either come out of mothballs yourself, as I suspect you’re dying to do, or else just stay away and don’t look! PS: And stay off Twitter, too, if your skin’s so thin.
16. Peter Fucking MacKay. Why?
That’s why. Happy Women’s Day! PS: Sign, sign, SIGN.
17. Keenan Fucking Finkelstein. Another Florida ground-stander stands his ground…and shoots a sheriff’s deputy. Pull up a chair and make lots of popcorn, folks…this is gonna get mighty interesting.
18. Michael Fucking Medved. So, isn’t it nice to know that all those states that have tried to write same-sex marriage rights out of their constitutions…are just a “liberal lie”? I’m sure that would come as quite some surprise to the right-wing lawmakers who’ve been pushing for discriminatory amendments for the last few years!
19. Steven Fucking Jones. Preacher, con man, douchebag, one-man freak scene…yup, he’s a veritable Renaissance Man of dumbth.
20. Steve Fucking Santagati. Who the hell is this nobody, and why should any woman want his utterly uninformed opinion on anything? And more to the point, what is with all those ooky come-ons to Susan Sarandon?

21. Thurston Fucking Moore. So, calling a self-confessed serial cheater by his right name…is “gender fascism”? Suddenly, I’m not sorry I was never a fan of Sonic Youth. Of Kim Gordon, yes, she’s a classy lady — but not him. NEVER him. Because, “gender fascist” that I am, I’ve always had kind of a nose for douchebags…and yup, that right there’s the smell of rotting rubber, all right.
22. Jay Fucking Morse. Who polices the police? When a sex-crimes prosecutor is himself guilty as charged, is there any fucking hope left that military women will ever get justice?
23. David Fucking Cameron. Please quit trying to fake your way to gravitas; you look like a nincompoop when you pose for dramatic photos. You may be a pluperfect Tory toff, but “fake it till you make it” is not an option, and you, sirrah, are not to be taken seriously.
24. Patrick Fucking Rock. How strangely ironic that the man behind #23’s porn filters…has himself been found in possession of kiddie porn. I guess he figured he had the perfect front, eh?

25. Cara Fucking Claffy. Because mothers just hit themselves in the head with vibrators all the time.
26. Warren Fucking Farrell. Hey! Remember when he got the whiny sexist asswipes — sorry, human rights activists — of A Voice For Men to help him pick between three salacious covers for the new e-book edition of his nonsensical tome on how men are oppressed by their desire to fuck themselves into oblivion? Well, you’ll be delighted to know he went with Dat Ass. Not the ass he’d originally proposed, but a more “tasteful” tush, suitable for the cover of a book of erotica. Which, I’m sure, his maunderings are to him and his ilk. Everybody else, though, is grossed out.
27. Lily Fucking Allen. Just in time for Women’s Day, she too has decided to reveal herself as some daffy kind of Men’s Rightser. She doesn’t understand why feminism still exists, but she thinks WOMEN are “the enemy”? Quick recap: Feminism isn’t about hating men, it’s about ending sexism. And if you wonder why feminism still exists, and why just thinking you’re equal isn’t enough to make it so, better take a long hard look at your own internalized misogyny over there in the mirror. Because girl, that is NOT a good look. And that, not men, is what is being opposed here.
28. Vic Fucking Toews. Spying pervert gets appointed to Court of Queen’s Bench. I can’t even. There just isn’t enough face for all this palm.

29. Bernard Fucking Marsonek. Because doesn’t everyone have sex with pitbulls in the backyard? Jeez, people. Such prudes!
30. Michael Fucking McClendon. Because doesn’t everyone at West Point secretly make locker-room videos of female cadets? Gawd. It’s like a scene out of Porky’s!
31. Craig Fucking Cobb. So, finally, he’s fucking off out of Leith, ND? That’s the good news. The bad is that he’s still trying to Nazify the town. Let’s hope the locals find a way of taking it back…ALL back.
32. Borys Fucking Filatov. Nice new “leaders” Ukraine has. This Nazi-sympathizing oligarch as much as said to promise Crimea one thing, then do the opposite later. Oh yeah, and I’m sure the Crimeans are delighted to know that he considers them “scum” fit only for “hanging later”. Yeah, now we see why they prefer the Russians…eh?

33. Alex Fucking Levant. Meanwhile in Canada, we have gun nuts posing for macho photos, overtly threatening women in CUPE…on International Women’s Day, no less. And right after a woman at the university where he works was injured in a shooting. Charming little shit, ain’t he?
34. Darren Fucking Sharper. Pro tip: “Non-consensual sex” isn’t sex. It’s rape. And no, not saying rape doesn’t make it not-rape. Got that?
35. Michele Fucking Bachmann. Shit, who needs sisterly solidarity when you can have nasty partisan bitchery featuring the epic electoral fail that is Sarah Fucking Palin? As if having a woman on the ticket means your party is good for women. Mish, have you looked at the Repug platform lately?
36. Mitchell Fucking Wright. And in other absurdity involving women, nothing says “You’ve come a long way, baby!” like the phrase stripper meth ring. Oh yeah, and this guy worked for the DEA…past tense, please note.

37. Bobby Fucking Jindal. Way to put your foot in it, Piyush. And fuck that First Amendment, too, while you’re at it.
38. Francis Fucking Gurry. Collecting DNA evidence to catch a whistleblower? Wow. That’s some world-class fanaticism and paranoia you got there, dude.
39. Sarah Fucking Palin. And what would a weekly wankapedia be without her? Because this week, she wants to see Russia nuked. From her house in Wasilla, no doubt. While eating green eggs and ham, even.
40. Ann Fucking Coulter. And finally, the Coultergeist gets the nod, for her same-old-same-old racism, hyperbole, and genocidal fascism. Nice to see that age hasn’t mellowed her a bit, and that wisdom has come no closer to touching her than it ever did. I don’t have to tell her never to change, because she never will…and luckily, she can’t get much worse, unless she gnaws through the bottom of that rotten ol’ whisky barrel.

And finally, to our wonderful government, for getting the whole Crimea situation so completely fucked up that they’re refusing to do joint exercises with the Russian military, and are sending home nine Russian soldiers who had nothing to do with any of that. Way to go, you bag of dicks. Remind me again of why we got rid of the Berlin Wall, and why that whole Cold War thing was a bad idea? Oh yeah…you can’t because you’re still soaking in it. And just you wait till it comes back to bite you.
Good night, and get fucked!
The boys of VTV’s Zurda Konducta dissect a crapaganda campaign that seems to have gone viral (or tried to, in the case of Venezuela). See if you can spot the similarities:
Did you see it? Both “viral” videos feature a pretty young woman delivering a heart-wrenching (and obviously canned) speech about how corrupt and crooked and direly in need of foreign intervention her country is. Self-serving politicians! People starving to death! Evil cops beating the shit out of peaceful protesters! And all you need to do to stop this unmitigated horror is share this video and tweet inane hashtags at the world. Hey, it worked for Ukraine, let’s see if it works for Venezuela!
Except, of course, it didn’t work for Ukraine. The country is now divided up between a loose coalition of homegrown and foreign neo-fascists, and the Crimean parliament (did you know the region was autonomous?) has voted to flip Kiev the bird and rejoin Russia (did you know that Crimea was Russian before Nikita Khrushchev, a self-styled Ukrainian, decided to hand it over to Ukraine?) And Crimea, despite being under dispute, has seen no gunshots, no bloodshed…and indeed, nothing in the streets except people having tea and sandwiches with that oh, SO scary Russian army. While Kiev has been torched and trashed, Simferopol, Sevastopol and other Crimean towns are all quiet and calm, in stark contrast to the fascist horror that has eaten the western half of Ukraine.
And just think, that’s what some people also want for Venezuela. I’m not kidding. I’ve blogged before on how Álvaro Uribe, the former president of Colombia, is behind a large part of the destabilization campaign in Venezuela. It’s no coincidence that the western part of Venezuela, which borders on Colombia, is the real prize in this dispute. That’s where the big, rich Maracaibo oilfields lie. Uribe would like nothing better than to annex these for himself. And he’s got a handful of Venezuelan oligarchs with similar ambitions in his pocket, agitating for a separate “republic”. (Sound familiar?) For the price of a few hundred paramilitaries to co-ordinate guarimbas, stir shit in the streets, and wreak terror by snipe-shooting anyone who dares to oppose the destabilization campaign, Uribe’s right up in the game.
And, with a little help from Uncle Sam’s Mighty Wurlitzer, a Ukraine-style crapaganda campaign to enlist international support for the insupportable is just the ticket, eh?
But what am I saying? Pay no attention to that little man behind the curtain. People are starving! STARVING, I tell you!

See how hungry those poor widdle middle-class kiddies are? They’re being forced to eat imported Yankee junk food while setting out “miguelitos” (homemade spike belts) in the street to kill passing motorcyclists.
Gee, I think I’ll go retweet some dumb little #PrayForSOS hashtags now!

A national guardsman’s motorcycle, torched by opposition thugs after the rider was assassinated by one of their snipers. Aporrea has the story:
Agnes López Lión, a sergeant of the Bolivarian National Guard, and a young mototaxi driver, José Gregorio Amaris Cantillo, died today as a result of gunshots to the head as they were gathering up debris left by groups of opposition vandals in Los Cortijos, in eastern Caracas.
The GNB officer “died after arriving at the Metropolitan Clinic,” according to Globovisión reporter Daniel Colina, via Twitter.
The news, first reported by citizens via social networks, was later confirmed by National Assembly president Diosdado Cabello.
“A motorcyclist was killed by a sniper when he was cleaning up a barricade, and a national guardsman was just assassinated in Los Cortijos,” Cabello denounced.
With these two deaths, the death toll of the recent violence in the land as of February 12 has reached 20. Cabello says that 72 persons remain in custody for promoting guarimbas.
“The motorcyclist was gathering up debris and the national guardsman also. Both dead of a single shot from a sniper on a building(…)A group of motorcyclists stopped to collect garbage and they were shot at,” said Cabello, adding that the person who shot the national guardsman in Valencia has been identified.
“He is a murderer. He will get 30 years in jail…almost certainly they will capture him,” Cabello affirmed.
“They are assassins, terrorists…it is a coup d’état against our land.”
In Los Cortijos, a mob of oppositionists chanting slogans burned Sgt. López’s motorcycle, after he was shot.
Following the incident, a great many National Guard members were sent to Los Cortijos, and their presence unleashed a torrent of opposition messages on the social networks, accusing the government of violating human rights and private property.
As is already the custom in the last two weeks, communicational activists of the opposition on the social networks have accused “the collectives”, meaning government sympathizers, and the government itself, of having caused the violence.
The dangerous guarimbas, combined with “wires of death”, have caused several fatalities and maintain a situation of virtual sequestration, violating the right of free transit, to thousands of families in various middle-class areas governed by opposition mayors, who passively permit and support these actions.
Translation mine.
So, once more, we see just how “peaceful” and “nonviolent” those huggable Venezuelan oppos are. And how they are all just totally to be trusted with the running of their country…straight into the ground.