Monday, December 01, 2008

Some Collages

Five Words They Won't Say On Television
(click on picture for full size)

Advertising Peace

Someone Please Inform The Media

The Awesome Power of the Overhead Projector


Anonymous said...

Greetings from Cambodia! Looks like someone got Photoshop! Nice job you retard.

Freewayblogger said...

Dude: I know you're in Cambodia, this is the ninth comment you've sent in saying so. Listen, I'm proud of you for leaving your apartment,okay? I mean that sincerely. But seriously, do you have any idea how pathetic it looks to travel around the world and spend your time trolling blogs?

I know it's been played out as a catchphrase, but you really, really do need to get a life.

Anonymous said...

I'm not in Thailand! Nice job with the Photoshop! And, talk about getting a life, you spend an inordinate amount of time making silly arts and crafts projects that you hang on freeways - to what end? You don't make a difference... I think you are the pot calling the kettle black....

Anonymous said...

Aaaawww, is whiny gonna cry 'cuz people won't give him attention?

Nobody cares what you think, whiny. Go back to your racist bullshit and leave America to those who care about it.

Freewayblogger said...

Hiya Damian, nice to have a democracy to look forward to again eh?

I should mention that our friend (who is actually in SE Asia now) isn't really a racist, or even very political. In over two years of trolling you'll notice he's never offered up any kind of platform or belief or much of anything beyond schoolyard-level provocation. Given that. I'm inclined to believe his impetus is purely psycho-sexual: a sort of logo-masochism where he gets off from negative attention, which, although annoying and pitiable, I find kind of fascinating. My theory is that when someone is rejected sexually throughout adolescence and early adulthood, they tend to fuse the two concepts over time, so that rejection and humiliation eventually become their primary source of sexual gratification. Bear in mind as well that he considers himself quite the devout Christian, so the coalescence of sexuality and humiliation shouldn't come as too much of a surprise.

I'm heartened to know that he does leave his apartment from time to time, and, unlike most of his ideological brethren, actually has a passport which he apparently knows how to use. (Sarah Palin, if you'll remember, never had one up until last year, and they were trying to make her vice-president, which sort of makes the mind reel a bit.)

Anyway, like most other manifestations of sexual behavior, I sincerely doubt the guy has much of a choice about the way he is, so I try to cut him some slack. I figure whatever rough trade he can eke out of these comment threads is that much less he'll have to search out from other venues. Better he does his trolling here than in the back alleys of Bangkok, if you know what I mean.

Anonymous said...

Scarlet, I'm just wondering if there's some way you did know he was there. Do you have some way of knowing? Certainly I can't find anything in the entirely-unhelpful Blogger interface that tells me about my visitors, nor within any of the four trillion feed services I have set up.

Freewayblogger said...