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I was reading through back-entries in the archives of Slacktivist's dissection of the Left Behind series, and found this list of permutations on the Number of the Beast to be amusing:

0.666 Number of the Millibeast
0.00150150... Reciprocal of the Beast
25.8069758... Square Root of the Beast
443556 Square of the Beast
1010011010 Binary Number of the Beast
1232 Octal of the Beast
29A Hexidecimal of the Beast

$666/hr Billing Rate of the Beast's Lawyer
$665.95 Retail Price of the Beast
$699.25 Price of the Beast plus 5% State Sales Tax
$769.95 Price of the Beast with accessories and replacement soul
$656.66 Wal-Mart Price of the Beast
$646.66 Next week's Wal-Mart Price of the Beast
$55.50 Monthly Payments for Beast, in 12 easy installments...

668 Neighbor of the Beast
666 F - Oven temperature for roast Beast
666 grams - The molar mass of the Beast.
6.66x10^23 - Avagadro's Number of the Beast
1.0106x10^1593 - Factorial of the Beast
2.82347 - log of the Beast
-0.0176416 sine of the Beast
999 the dyslexic Beast
$666/month Rent-a-Beast (for your own private affordable apocalypse!)
666 KiloBeasts should be enough for anybody

Next up, from the "Only in the Philippines" department, we have the members of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center dancing the Hare Hare Yukai dance from the anime series The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya.

Check out the related links for other songs they've performed.

I'll let it pass, and hold my tongue
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By now, everyone's probably heard about how in December, the White House "refused to accept the Environmental Protection Agency's conclusion that greenhouse gases are pollutants that must be controlled, telling agency officials that an e-mail message containing the document would not be opened". BushCo: Sterling examples of proper adult human conduct, aren't they? "LA LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU LA LA LA LA LA LA." I love it! It's practically a philosophy of Rovian genius, right up there with the 50%+1 approach to winning elections! [/sarcasm]

Therefore, I shall instead report on another shocking-but-not-really story that has come out about Mistah Shrub:
President Bush met with Filipino President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo today at the White House. Arroyo was in Washington while her country tries to recover from a typhoon that devastated coastal areas and flipped a ferry carrying over 800 passengers last week. Before discussing aide for the Philippines, Bush couldn't resist beginning the sober meeting with a quip about a Filipino member of his kitchen staff.
PRESIDENT BUSH: Madam President, it is a pleasure to welcome you back to the Oval Office. We have just had a very constructive dialogue. First, I want to tell you how proud I am to be the President of a nation that -- in which there's a lot of Philippine-Americans. They love America and they love their heritage. And I reminded the President that I am reminded of the great talent of the -- of our Philippine-Americans when I eat dinner at the White House. (Laughter.)


PRESIDENT BUSH: And the chef is a great person and a really good cook, by the way, Madam President.


Yes, because clearly the greatest accomplishments of the Filipinos and the Filipino-Americans (which is the correct term, daghan kaayong salamat) can all be summed up in their cooking! Wow, way to totally not derail the stereotype of the Filipino maid, Mr. President! I would be applauding the extent of your ignorance and condescension if I weren't too busy facepalming repeatedly with both hands.

...okay, to be fair, we do have some awesome dishes, like chicken adobo and pancit and siopao and puto and a dessert called "food of the gods" which I unfortunately don't know the official name of and...okay, I'll stop now.

But seriously, what the shit is this? President Arroyo goes to the White House to request US aid and the first (only?) thing Bush can compliment her people and the descendants of her people on is what good servants they make for the 'Mericans? As Angry Asian Man said, it's like Bush thinks this is a country club. "Yeah, compliments to your Phillippine cook! Excellent adobe, by the way. What's that, you say? It's called adobo, not adobe? Well, it's close enough."

quo modo (shadow to light)
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By way of Angry Asian Man, Joss Whedon is returning to network television with an original drama called Dollhouse:

The show is another sci-fi-themed series about an elite team of secret agents who have "the ability to be imprinted with custom personalities and abilities for special assignments. When they return, their newly acquired memories are wiped." The show follows Dushku's character Echo as she "takes on a variety of assignments”, some romantic, some adventurous, some uplifting, some illegal, "and gains awareness of her role and confinement."

Sounds badass enough already, but here's the kicker:

20's, Asian or any ethnicity - certainly not Caucasian. Strikingly beautiful. A Doll like Echo, she has every personality in the world but her own. Is not as self-aware as Echo, but is instinctively drawn to her as a friend. Series Regular.

I only hope she doesn't end up as what Disgrasian calls a "Mutasian":

A recurring archetype in movies and television who does not have speaking lines. Also known as an Ornamental.

Well, okay, if she's a series regular, she's bound to have some lines, but I just wonder if her character will get shafted to the side in favor of Echo's.

I don't know how much I'll be following Dollhouse, since I never watch TV and I don't (yet) have a working TV in my room (all I have is a giveaway computer monitor I got from the old manager of the Gamestop I used to work at), but seeing Whedon's name pop up reminds me that I have to watch that DVD set of Firefly I got for Christmas.

all the things she said
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Guest contributor to Racialicious, Kate Harding, posts about racism fatigue and the issues that it brings up, with regards to responses to a racist cover for Vogue featuring LeBron Johnson and Giselle Bundchen.

I'm going to dump a long quote on y'all in a moment - I've tried to snip some parts, but insights are packed into nearly every sentence, so it was a bit hard to do. Nevertheless, here we go:

And it can be especially important to talk about the subtle things, because that’s where privilege reveals itself most clearly. Any white person who’s neither an idiot nor an asshole can see and deplore the racism in, say, this image. But we can’t all see it in the Vogue cover. So when we start talking about the Vogue cover as part of a long tradition of racist imagery that casts African-American men as aggressive apes, we get a much more useful conversation going. Instead of just a bunch of white liberals saying, “That’s horrible!” and a bunch of white supremacists saying, “No, it’s right on!” we get to see all the grey areas of privilege brought out in the open: those of us who try to be anti-racist and educate ourselves accordingly but still missed the racism there until it was pointed out to us; those of us who sorta see it once it’s pointed out but still think people are making a mountain out of a molehill; and most importantly, those of us who missed it in the first place and, on the basis of that, continue to insist it is not there.

We’ve been talking a lot around here recently about that last category of people, with regard to sexism. And as a woman and a feminist, I can tell you those people are FUCKING INFURIATING. The people who actually live as the subjects of discrimination and hatred are not oversensitive; we are sensitized to the more subtle manifestations of those things, because we’ve seen how they’re wielded against us, over and over and fucking over. So many people have trouble grokking the concept of “privilege” and will respond to having their own pointed out with laundry lists of the disadvantages they’ve experienced in their lives. But privilege, in this sense, is not just about obvious advantages. It is about the luxury of not seeing the subtle shit.

As a white person, I haven’t been sensitized to covert racism by a lifetime of experiences. Unlike a person of color who has no choice but to see and feel it every day, I actually do have to “go looking for it”; my privilege could otherwise allow me to go through life believing it doesn’t exist. Because I care about being anti-racist, I do go looking, do make an effort to educate myself about patterns of racism I wouldn’t automatically recognize–and to question myself when my kneejerk reaction is, “Oh, come on–I’m supposed to believe that’s racist?”

But because I’m white, I also have the option of not looking any time I don’t feel like it. That’s what privilege is. It’s the option to ignore nasty shit that doesn’t directly affect my own life, my career, my relationships, my bank account, my social standing, my housing situation, etc. And I won’t lie to you–I take that option plenty. [. . .] I spend most of my activism energy on feminist issues and fat issues, things that affect me directly.

And you know, I don’t even feel guilty about some of that. Each one of us can only do so much, and I’d wager most of us spend more energy on things that affect us directly than on things that don’t. Even among those things, we pick and choose. [. . .] In the big picture, that’s fine. No one has to save the world single-handedly.

But those of us who care about social justice have no excuse for not being aware of issues that don’t affect us directly, or for not taking people seriously when they tell us something that’s hidden behind the screen of our own privilege really is there. None of us has an excuse for wanting to maintain that privilege regardless of whom it hurts. And for my money, there is no better education in privilege for those who need one–and that includes all of us who have it, no matter how many times we’ve read “Unpacking the Invisible Knapsack”–than these heated conversations about the more subtle forms of racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, sizeism, ableism, what-have-you. Because that’s when it really comes out. That’s when people start making the “I don’t see it, so IT IS NOT THERE” arguments, and the “You people are just looking for things to get pissed about!” arguments. There’s a lot to be learned from those.

I don’t have to go looking for instances of sexism and sizeism to get pissed off about; I’m a fat woman, so they find me. But I do look for instances of other forms of bigotry, because in so many cases, if I don’t look, I won’t see them. And those of us with privilege need to look. So the problem with a Wesley Morris telling us certain instances of racism should be beneath our notice, or a Charlotte Allen telling us pretty much all of sexism should be, is that it gives those who really need to look a handy excuse not to. And it’s a hell of a lot easier to look for excuses not to care than to look at experiences outside our own.

But if you've got time on your hands, go read the whole article.
baptized with a perfect name
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63*F outside right now. Hellz yeah!


'21' Discriminatory Casting Unjustified

This is making me wish I hadn't gone to see the movie. I already knew that there was some controversy about this, but I was really attracted to the idea of math geekery being used in such a badass, glamorous manner. Taken on its own merits, I still think the movie earns the 'B' grade I gave it a while back, but in terms of battling the marginalization of positive, strong images of Asian-Americans or Asians in general in the mainstream media? F for faaaaiiill. I mean, I don't think you even saw any Asians on the MIT campus! And the two Asians on the team, as I mentioned in my review, were pretty much token characters, especially Liza Lapira as Kianna.

Okay. Um. Going to attempt to impose order on the chaos of my room, brb.

welcome to my breakdown - I hope I didn't scare you
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Yahoo!TV: Ramiele Malubay is axed from American Idol.

Well, it was nice while it lasted, but it looks like Malubay wasn't able to get her act together to wow the crowd. C'est la vie...

In more amusing news: Super Smash Brothers Brawl, in the style of the Hellsing manga. OH MY GODS, THAT KIRBY WILL HAUNT MY DREAMS FOREVER and that Pikachu is lolariously manly

Finished major work on "Between the Lines." I know this because even despite my usual aikido-style wrist-stretching exercises that I do nearly every day that have allowed me to bend my wrists and fingers in slightly oddtastic ways, I have still ended up with sore wrists. REST TIEMZ NAO. On the other hand, both [ profile] vyctori and [ profile] dantaron have given the song favorable reviews, so the sore wrists are totally worth it. And hey, I composed a song in less than two weeks. Not bad for someone with my lack of experience in songwriting.

Additionally, I fixed the middle transition part of "Triskaidekaphobia" so that it sounds marginally more interesting.

why am I walking barefoot upon this road with no one around
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Dude. Simon just said that she outsang everyone else in the competition in this episode. If she makes it all the way to the top, I will squee so hard that even the angels on Derris-Kharlan will lift their heads and be all like: "Bitch, what is up with that noise?"

Here's another vid which I think is from the episode prior to this one:

(Oh, Gods, please don't let her become another Jasmine Trias.)

I know it seems pretty superficial that the only reason I'm paying any attention at all to American Idol is because they've got a Filipino-American on there, but really, I just like to see someone who looks like me get the (positive!) spotlight every once in a while. You have no idea how crushed I was when I found out that Aladdin and Jasmine were technically Middle Eastern in descent, not Filipino. (In my defense, I was only a kid at the time, and I was excited to see some characters who had tan skin and black hair like I did!) In all seriousness, I'm probably not going to end up voting just out of sheer laziness, but I'll be following Ramiele along on YouTube for as long as she's in the competition.

skin the color of mocha
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One of the Top 24 finalists in season 7 of American Idol is 20-year-old Ramiele Malubay, a Filipina-American from Miramar, Florida. She sang Aretha Franklin's "Natural Woman" as her audition, and while she certainly has a big voice for such a small girl, I'm not sure that it's something that necessarily appeals to my musical tastes, or to the tastes of the American masses. She is, however, unbelievably cute liekwhoah. Nevertheless, I'm really happy to see some AA representin' going on, even with (or perhaps because of) the somewhat disastrous appearance of Jasmine Trias in an earlier season of American Idol. I have to agree with Simon when he says that her style is more suited to being a hotel singer, but she has talent and lots of room to grow and improve, and I'd like to see where she goes.

Pinay Pryde what what.

you make me feel like a natural woman
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omg chicken siopao. I'm not a true Pinay I haven't had this in years but omg sooooooo good and WANT MOAR PLZ. *there were only two left in the freezer and Mommykins stole the other one*


Dear Victoria's Secret:

I am very disappointed with your selection of bras for girls with strawberries. They pale in comparison to the choice of bras you have for girls with watermelons. Newsflash, bitches: 32AA girls want to wear cute bras too.

No love,
my boobs, my boobs, my boobs are OK


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