I should note that though I’m not super well versed in Canadian politics, Tom Mulcair seems like a fairly solid cat, so to my Canuck friends, today’s opening photo is for you.
So as I said, I’ve hit the road for a bit so I don’t know how much of a post we’ll have here today, let alone for Friday. We’ll see what there is to see.
Moving on to specific types of matters, I have a thing that’s been weighing quite heavily on my brain I’d very much like to bounce off of this here audience.
The short version is given the current American political climate, and the complete insanity that’s developing with visibility of hard right fascists, I’ve had slight pause with the name and branded products of this site, but specifically with the revised kit I debuted on Monday;
I’m too close to all of this, and I know the entirety of this site’s back story so I’m not in a position to see the big picture very clearly. In 2009 when deciding on a name for the site, I had a list of randomly selected words, song titles, art movements, and so on. Of those, I whittled, and weighed, until I wound up with what we have here, which for those who don’t know, was originally a song by Archers Of Loaf.
Though it’s not my favorite song by the band, (that would be just about everything off of ‘Icky Mettle’), I was quite fond of both the combination of words, the double meaning of it, as well as the cadence of the phrase, so that’s what stuck. As far as using German in an attempt at a form of anti-branding, that was simply in tribute to my German immigrant in-laws, my love for both the German Expressionism, and New Objectivity art movements, and my time spent traveling in the country itself.
But now with people suddenly ‘hailing’ Dumpster, and celebrating hate, I find that I might be in a bit of a bind. Of course, as my friend Kurtz recently pointed out, for anyone to take exception to the kit or the site name, it would take all of about a ten second rudimentary search of its content to see that I promote nothing but good times, and an all-inclusiveness with no exception.
But again, because I am smack dab in the middle of this, with little to no perspective of how others might feel or react, I’m reaching out to the readership to gauge (assuming there are any) other perspectives.
Certainly, if I’m being too sensitive, you can tell me that as well. I might be sensitive, but my skin is thick enough to take the declaration of that.
As always, and with all feedback, I thank you for your time and consideration on the matter.
I suppose while we’re on the topic of all-inclusiveness, I should bend back to an event that just took place a little while ago in Denver that was put on by the good people from Team Meow;
Thanksfully, Team Meow impresario Malcom got in touch with a a little video edit they did that’s packed full of the good feels;
I would like to extend a humble thanks to Malcolm and his cohorts for doing what they do to keep the fires of the underworld stoked.
In other news not necessarily relating to cutty cross events, but not exactly not relating to them either, Jon Badger Martin reached out with a link to a Kickstarter effort that folks ’round here might appreciate.
Though I tend to generally shy away from promoting crowd sourcing campaigns of any sort, the stealth cüzie is just too damned amazing;
Getting drunk everywhere has never been easier.
And I suppose while we’re on the topic of cüzies, I should note that I myself have some new ones coming down the pipe made by none other than Dank Bags Corndog himself;
These will be emblazoned with a patch of a graphic that Snakehawk and I have been working feverishly on for weeks;
Secondly, and relating to that, I will have other branded products which will feature the graphic in all of its glory;
And if you’re curious how this looks when embroidered in full size, then might I suggest you put on a hat so you have something to hold onto;
All I’m saying is that if your Gramgram passes on a holiday card with some cold hard cash in it, you might wanna stash it in your piggy bank for when I get my ducks in a row, and make this garment available for purchase.
Even with all of these business related shenanigans brewing, just yesterday I was still able to get out into the outdoors with Young Carl for a road ride;
Clearly, it was a horrible day spent with a horrible person.
Might I suggest we all engage in as much of that sort of horribleness as we possibly can.
And it’s with that that I now realize despite my best efforts not to, I wound up with a post after all.
I can’t say the same for Friday as I’m not sure where I’ll be, but fingers are crossed it will be somewhere without any sort of computification device. I would however like to say in light of tomorrow’s holiday, and to probably an indescribable degree, I’m thankful for what we have here.
For real, and from the bottom of my heart.