Saturday, March 28, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 244
Followers of the QAnon conspiracy theory, a labyrinthine belief system that posits that President Trump is waging a secret war against a global criminal organization, have spent much of the COVID-19 outbreak struggling to fit the disease into their narratives. At first, they theorized the virus was a bioweapon created by former Microsoft CEO Bill Gates. Then, following remarks last month from radio host Rush Limbaugh, a sizable contingent suggested that the virus was actually a deep state hoax meant to damage Trump politically.
In recent days, their baseless speculations have settled on Fauci. QAnon-supporting radio host Bill Mitchell has been the biggest promoter of the latest theory. For weeks, Mitchell has been spinning a conspiracy theory that Fauci is a “Democrat plant" and nicknamed him “Dr. #FearPorn.” Mitchell’s first tweets about Fauci date back to March 3, when Fauci first suggested the closure of schools and businesses.
“Sorry President Trump, but replace this crackpot,” Mitchell tweeted. Several minutes later, Mitchell tweeted about Fauci again, “Have you ever seen the market drop 1000 points AFTER a 50 basis point Fed cut? That's #FearPorn. Thanks Dr. Anthony Fauci.”
Right-Wing Influencers Are Convinced Dr. Anthony Fauci Is Working With Hillary Clinton To Undermine Donald Trump
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 243
Sovereign citizens believe in an elaborate set of legal theories that holds that American citizens can unilaterally use certain code phrases to proclaim that the United States government has no jurisdiction over them — and thus get out of hot water with the justice system. While these ideas have no actual force in law, a series of Facebook groups and YouTube personalities have promoted sovereign citizen theories to parents desperate to regain custody of their children, drawing them into the fringe movement. The FBI considers sovereign citizens a potential source of domestic terrorism. A 2018 Southern Poverty Law Center report found that sovereign citizens had killed six law enforcement officials since 2005.
QAnon Mom Charged With Kidnapping Her Kids
Friday, March 27, 2020
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Monday, March 23, 2020
Saturday, March 21, 2020
We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 369
The doc’s title plays on a nickname Western media outlets bestowed on Nabwana: “the African Tarantino,” presumably for the blood-splattered outrageousness of his cinematic vision. Not that Tarantino nor Spielberg nor the other Hollywood directors Nabwana has been compared to ever had a script eaten by termites or lost a film during a power outage-induced computer crash. None have ever been confined to a $200 budget yet turned in the mind-melting mayhem of the Captain Alex trailer alone. And certainly none ever turned their DIY movie studio, a collection of small brick buildings with tin roofs, into a thriving community center that not only produces movies, but steadfastly trains the next generation of Ugandan moviemakers (and martial artists) as well—all through sheer indefatigability.
How Africa’s Quentin Tarantino Is Putting Hollywood to Shame
Thursday, March 19, 2020
Tuesday, March 17, 2020
Negation Aspiration vol. 210
Watch the way Cena maintains his hard stare even as you can clearly hear Wyatt’s inhales and exhales. Observe the absolute seriousness of the camerawork, the way the segment ends with a hyper high-energy series of cuts to a laughing clown(?)
Professional Wrestling Without an Audience Is Avant-garde Theater
Monday, March 16, 2020
Sunday, March 15, 2020
Negation Aspiration vol. 209: RIP Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
Crude / uncompromising / deliberately malicious / pioneering genre / proposing body evolution / beyond male and female / radical outfit career / sexually explicit / abrasive branding / prostitution-scandalized / wreckers denounced / multiple versions of detailed sadism / antagonistic violence / tamed punks / serial killers cutting themselves / borrowed machine upped the dread / prolific occult fetishism / raiding alleged satanist / domina-nurse / muse in self-imposed exile / surgically altered bodies resembled closely as possible / nearly lost arm escaping fire / awarded damages / bankroll experiments / collage / sculpture / cosmetic surgery / fringe embraced / questioned legacy / dominance revealed / ran with a knife / concrete block thrown from balcony / two-and-a-half year leukemia battle / daughters confirm death / dropped he/r body early this morning / grieving in privacy /
Throbbing Gristle's Genesis P-Orridge dies aged 70
Genesis P-Orridge: troubling catalyst who loathed rock yet changed it for ever
Friday, March 13, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 238
Taken together, this is a massive failure in leadership that stems from a massive defect in character. Trump is such a habitual liar that he is incapable of being honest, even when being honest would serve his interests. He is so impulsive, shortsighted, and undisciplined that he is unable to plan or even think beyond the moment. He is such a divisive and polarizing figure that he long ago lost the ability to unite the nation under any circumstances and for any cause. And he is so narcissistic and unreflective that he is completely incapable of learning from his mistakes. The president’s disordered personality makes him as ill-equipped to deal with a crisis as any president has ever been. With few exceptions, what Trump has said is not just useless; it is downright injurious.
The nation is recognizing this, treating him as a bystander “as school superintendents, sports commissioners, college presidents, governors and business owners across the country take it upon themselves to shut down much of American life without clear guidance from the president,” in the words of Peter Baker and Maggie Haberman of The New York Times.
Donald Trump is shrinking before our eyes.
The Trump Presidency Is Over
Thursday, March 12, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 237
More people will get sick because of his presidency than if somebody else were in charge. More people will suffer the financial hardship of sickness because of his presidency than if somebody else were in charge. The medical crisis will arrive faster and last longer than if somebody else were in charge. So, too, the economic crisis. More people will lose their jobs than if somebody else were in charge. More businesses will be pushed into bankruptcy than if somebody else were in charge. More savers will lose more savings than if somebody else were in charge. The damage to America’s global leadership will be greater than if somebody else were in charge.
There is always something malign in Trump’s incompetence. He has no care or concern for others; he cannot absorb the trouble and suffering of others as real. He monotones his way through words of love and compassion, but those words plainly have no content or meaning for him. The only thing that is real is his squalid vanity. This virus threatens to pierce that vanity, so he denied it as long as he could. What he refuses to acknowledge cannot be real, can it?
And even now that he has acknowledged the crisis, he still cannot act, because he does not know what to do. His only goal now is to shove blame onto others. Americans have to face the fact that in the grip of this pandemic, the Oval Office is for all practical purposes as empty as the glazed eyes of the man who spoke from that office tonight.
The Worst Outcome
Tuesday, March 10, 2020
Aww Sí Volumen Ciento Cincuenta
The unprecedented strike came amid a growing number of femicides, or hate killings of women. Two high-profile cases last month — a woman who was disemboweled by her partner with a kitchen knife and a seven-year-old girl who was kidnapped and killed — outraged Mexican women, prompting an extraordinary day of reckoning for the country of 120 million people.
Femicides rose nearly 10% between 2018 and 2019, according to government data. Growing anger among women hit a peak last month, after photographs of Ingrid Escamilla’s mutilated body were splashed on tabloid covers. Escamilla, 25, had been skinned by the man she lived with. Days later, the body of Fátima Aldrighett, 7, was discovered inside a plastic bag. She had been abducted outside her school, sexually assaulted and killed.
A Day Without Women: Mexican Women Disappear — And The President Shrugs
Women in Mexico, angry over growing gender violence, are taking unprecedented measures — like a national strike — but things may well get worse before they get better.
Negation Aspiration vol. 207
'Rape of 2 Coreys': Website hosting Corey Feldman's Hollywood pedophile ring expose goes down before bombshell
MEA WorldWide attempted to access the film, however, we also received the 'access forbidden' error on the page
Corey Feldman accuses Charlie Sheen of sexually abusing Corey Haim in (My) Truth documentary
Monday, March 9, 2020
Sunday, March 8, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 235
The youth vote goes missing in 2020 Democratic primaries
sorry kiddies, the results of the election aren't determined by head counts at weed rallies or the reaction rate of your OK BOOMER memes. you might actually have to GO. OUT. SIDE. and WAIT. IN. LINE. to get something done.look i get it; the choices fucking suck, people are shit, life is an irritant, and it's a drag being told what to do and how to do it. but this is all we got for the time being. it's frustratingly imperfect and will more than likely become so leaden from pedantic compromises that it will be the policy outcome equivalent of a ruined orgasm, but this fuck-a-duck has to cunting go.
Friday, March 6, 2020
Awwwww Yeah vol. 149 / U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 234
progressive voters have been slow to rally behind Gabbard, in part because of her ties to anti-Muslim Hindu nationalists, controversial past stances on LGBTQ+ rights, and support from conservative figures like Steve Bannon and Ron Paul. Gabbard is currently polling at roughly 1%, but the support she does command seems indefatigable even in the face of near-certain defeat.
*pic is not actually Tulsi Gabbard, but it is in fact Dana Vespoli.
Tulsi Gabbard Is the Only Woman Left in the 2020 Presidential Race
*pic is not actually Tulsi Gabbard, but it is in fact Dana Vespoli.
Thursday, March 5, 2020
We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 366(6: SATANATRIX DEMONPOOPS)
you’ll want to get acquainted with Danzig. But you don’t need to be acquainted with his music, really - it doesn't really factor into the movie. Instead, focus on Danzig the weird celebrity: the Danzig who maintains steadfast self-seriousness even as he descends into what for anyone else would be self-parody; the Danzig who believes anything he does is revolutionary and system-bucking simply because he’s doing it; the Danzig who is probably enraged that the horror/punk/metal scene has been mainstreamed enormously since he arrived on it. You have to realise Danzig considers Verotika to be ingenious and radical, because the actual movie is pretty tame - which only makes it funnier. Though its problems are present in other films, only an outpouring of Danzig's id could have made the highly specific film that is Verotika.
How To Prepare For Glenn Danzig’s Trash Opus VEROTIKA
Tuesday, March 3, 2020
Monday, March 2, 2020
U.S.A.! U.S.A.! vol. 233
Disarm the Deep State is a fund established by Jim Watkins, the operator of the hate-filled message board 8chan that the mysterious leader of the QAnon conspiracy theory has made his home.
The fund’s website says it’s the first super PAC “dedicated to removing shadow government actors” and that its mission is to “mobilize a community of patriots in order to remove power from Deep State members.”
QAnon Now Has Its Very Own Super PAC
Sunday, March 1, 2020
We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 365
stand-out viewings for the month of February
(January)
RABID (2019, dir Jen and Sylvia Sokska
while its no doubt a return-to-form for the gorehound charmers, who have spent an unfortunate amount of their post-American Mary good will slumming it on WWE Films productions and stabs at reality television, i still can't help but acknowledge the failings of their unfortunately uninspiring Cronenberg fan-film, which derives its worship almost exclusively on the surface molecules of the auteur's universe, completely disregarding his talent for creating characters that feel adult and believable rather than the stock monster movie archetypes that populate the Soska's iteration of the material. great effects work, though.
DANIEL ISN'T REAL (2019, dir Adam Egypt Mortimer)
Drop Dead Fred went up Jacob's Ladder and when he came back down he had turned into your worst nightmare of a PUA.
THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT DIRECTOR'S CUT (2018, dir. Lars Von Trier )
the worn out trope of the serial killer as an encyclopedic arbiter of class and culture gets thoroughly decimated as only Von Trier knows how.
THE DEVIL (1981, dir Jen-Chieh Chang)
a maggoty gem from the Far East.
FROWNLAND (2007, dir Ronald Bronstein)
a deliberately frustrating collage of intermittent explosive disorder and unyielding panic attacks that will have you tasting copper half way through attempts at recalling its message.
BLACK CIRCLE BOYS (1997, dir Matthew Carnahan)
the mythologized demonization of Ricky Kasso gets a late 90s wet look makeover that unfortunately plays like a mediocre cable TV pilot remake of Jim Van Bebber's My Sweet Satan.
THE GIRL ON THE THIRD FLOOR (2019, dir. Travis Stevens)
the Money Pit as interpreted by Lucio Fulci.
WE (2018, dir. Rene Eller)
mean.
NIGHT OF FEAR (1973)
compact stalk-and-slash stripped to meat and bone.
COLOR OUT OF SPACE (2019, dir Richard Stanley)
a corrosive mutant of overwhelming cosmic phosphorus shock-loads the senses until its sight can no longer be described as beautiful or ugly... heavenly or hellish... only as a force that supplants everything.... interloping definition... re-contextualizing the smattering miasma of matter and its reverse into one concentrated blast of succulent unknowing. good to have you back, Richard.
(January)
while its no doubt a return-to-form for the gorehound charmers, who have spent an unfortunate amount of their post-American Mary good will slumming it on WWE Films productions and stabs at reality television, i still can't help but acknowledge the failings of their unfortunately uninspiring Cronenberg fan-film, which derives its worship almost exclusively on the surface molecules of the auteur's universe, completely disregarding his talent for creating characters that feel adult and believable rather than the stock monster movie archetypes that populate the Soska's iteration of the material. great effects work, though.
Drop Dead Fred went up Jacob's Ladder and when he came back down he had turned into your worst nightmare of a PUA.
the worn out trope of the serial killer as an encyclopedic arbiter of class and culture gets thoroughly decimated as only Von Trier knows how.
a maggoty gem from the Far East.
a deliberately frustrating collage of intermittent explosive disorder and unyielding panic attacks that will have you tasting copper half way through attempts at recalling its message.
the mythologized demonization of Ricky Kasso gets a late 90s wet look makeover that unfortunately plays like a mediocre cable TV pilot remake of Jim Van Bebber's My Sweet Satan.
the Money Pit as interpreted by Lucio Fulci.
mean.
compact stalk-and-slash stripped to meat and bone.
a corrosive mutant of overwhelming cosmic phosphorus shock-loads the senses until its sight can no longer be described as beautiful or ugly... heavenly or hellish... only as a force that supplants everything.... interloping definition... re-contextualizing the smattering miasma of matter and its reverse into one concentrated blast of succulent unknowing. good to have you back, Richard.
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