Just … because

Okay, I’ll just quote Dave Segal over at LineOut:

But, you know, Scrotum Poles. Well, it got me to blog about them 30 years after their “heyday,” so respect to them.

See, the thing is that I know someday I’m going to make a joke involving the phrase “scrotum poles”, and this way it will be easier to find again in order to … you know … er—justify the joke?

I don’t know. Or maybe it would be easier to tell people to look them up on MySpace.

I know. I know.


Lori Drew: I will see you in Hell

A couple of weeks ago, Steve Pokin brought us the appalling story of a young girl’s suicide, a tragedy brought on by a MySpace conspiracy intended to hurt her feelings. The last known inbound transmission, the one that pushed her over the edge, read,

Everybody in O’Fallon knows how you are. You are a bad person and everybody hates you. Have a shitty rest of your life. The world would be a better place without you.

What a horrible thing for children to do to one another. They do not know the power of their words, cannot grasp the depth of what they wish upon one another.

Oh, wait. Wrong sermon.

This harassment campaign was coordinated by a 47 year-old woman, the mother of one of the dead girl’s friends. Her name is Lori Drew, she will not be charged with any crime, despite enlisting a neighborhood girl in the campaign and, in the wake of Megan Meier’s suicide, ordering the girl to remain silent. In response to the incident, a local law has made internet harassment a misdemeanor worth 90 days and a $500 fine.

Ms. Drew, pray the atheists are right.  Otherwise, I will so be seeing you in Hell.