As you may have guessed from the silence around these parts – the emu-themed blog action has wound down to an end. I want to thank everyone who has followed the journey of this video-centric blog since its inception in January of 2009. The podcast won’t be affected by this change – it will still sling your usual doses of radio improvisational discussion-ness every now and again.
For those interested in video-related postings – you can follow me on Twitter, or check out my video favorites on Frequency.
Saving that, I give you Meppers the last video – as I toss this blog off the proverbial cliff. Enjoy, be well, and keep mepping.
Amidst the Professional Left’s sackcloth and ashes routine about a debt deal result which they helped engineer–by kneecapping President Obama at every turn and depressing turnout in the midterm elections, giving us Speaker Boehner and the petulant childrenunrepentant racists/mighty party of Tea–was this extraordinary sight:
By which, I mean, remember yourself. By which, I mean, remember that your sense of individuality is merely an illusion. You are a manifestation of everything, that is. Or, as a famous fictional Martian once said, “Thou Art God.”
Rupert Murdoch, by all accounts, the singularly most evil global media tycoon ever to scuttle along the Earth’s surface (apologies to William Randolph Hearst) is finally getting his comeuppance.. Meanwhile, all of the little pygmy media tribes now feel safe in coming out of the woodwork to tell other stories of Murdoch abuse and deceit…
Apparently, Tardigrades can not only withstand super-extreme temperatures, but can also thrive in the vacuum of space. Doesn’t the prospect of space-enduring critters provide a totally plausible alternative to evolution? I, for one, would like to welcome our new Moss Piglet Overlords and pray that they can defeat our Immortal Jellyfish tormentors.