Saturday, July 26, 2008

Don't Fuck With my Psycho Southern Grandma

Nobody had any right making this weeks feature film review. I had to sneak in to Art's House Theatre to see this horror. Thrown out time after time, I seem to recall the plot out of sequence, a cast of unlikely stars and the inside of a Campus Public Safety Ford LTD.

"Crash, bang, bam" my aching bones protested each blow, but Jessica Tandy renders a bewildering portrayal of a kind, Southern belle gone completely insane with the ravages of time and cast-iron plates.

"In the final scene in 'Driving Miss Daisy' ", Ms. Tandy begins, "I performed her first flight of dementia ranting about having to 'grade the childrens' papers' " and it seemed so fun to play a kind godly woman gone all stupid. To play a retard like this lunatic crone is an orgasm at my age!"

"And keep your ass out of Art's" a beefy UNV linebacker taunted as I dashed for the entrance.

James Earl Jones' opening scene in "Psycho Grandma" is as timelessly dignified as his rich Nigerian Baratone as he plays Mgmbe Opso, the insurgent coup leader hinding out in the Grandmother's tea room. In one scene, he uses a flamethrower to save a fine Hummel collection.

Mrs. Perkins was fairly influential in the lives of many older country music singers taking something of a maternal interest in them, especially Hank Williams, but also many of the younger generation of female singers; she had seen many of the inequities in the treatment of women in business in general, and women in the country music industry in particular, firsthand. She was also a close friend of Tammy Wynett and George Jones

Tuesday, July 15, 2008


Corporations boost profits at the expense of people's health and environment by using campaign contributions, aggressive lobbying, deceptive public relations and influence over global trade talks to write the rules that govern our economy and society to their advantage.

As corporations grow richer and more powerful than many countries, it becomes even more important to challenge the undue influence they use to weaken government policies that should protect people.

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The U.S. incarceration system is in desperate need of reform. The statistics speak for themselves:

  • Over 7 million Americans are under some form of governmental supervision (jail, prison, parole, or probation). 2.3 million are held in jails or prisons.1 7.5% of the entire American adult population either is or has been incarcerated at some point. 2

  • The United States has the highest incarceration rate in the world, at 726 individuals incarcerated per 100,000 people. The number of prisoners in the U.S. accounts for 25% of the entire global prisoner population. 3

  • The incarceration rate for white Americans is 470. For black Americans, it’s 2757.4 One in three black boys will eventually spend time in jail.5

  • One in five male inmates faces forced or pressured sexual contact. One in ten male inmates has been raped.6 In some facilities, one in four female inmates has been sexually assaulted. 7

  • The rate of recidivism in the United States is 67%—meaning that 67% of inmates released into the community will re-offend within a year. In urban centers, recidivism rates reach up to 78%.8 High recidivism rates lead to increased crime, violence, victimization, poverty, homelessness, family destabilization, and public health risks.9

  • 75% of state prisoners do not have a high school education.10

Monday, July 14, 2008


I'm Very Pleased to Announce the Print Version of This Powerful Blog


You may not know it, but the Ev takes great pleasure in looking his very best and being seen in only the tawniest Downtown Charleston digs. Whether I'm checking NYSE quotes on my iPhone or just grabbing a latte' and chatting some barista half my age, I smell like rich Corinthian leather.

And that's what Self-Agrandizing Cunt Bastard Magazine stands for.