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It was 375 years ago today when that idiot, Galileo, was forced to admit that the Bible cannot be wrong and that the Earth can’t move around the sun. Silly, Galileo. Why did he even bother to challenge the inerrant word of God?
Psalm 93:1, Psalm 96:10, and I Chronicles 16:30 - “the world is firmly established, it cannot be moved.”
Psalm 104:5 - “[the Lord] set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.”
Ecclesiastes 1:5 - “the sun rises and the sun sets, and hurries back to where it rises.”
Why do scientists insist on undermining our faith with things like a heliocentric theory of planetary rotation and evolution. We must TEACH THE CONTROVERSY because the Bible cannot be wrong. If we can’t force our beliefs into schools because of absurb things like facts, we must make sure that BOTH SIDES ARE REPRESENTED.
Thankfully, I am not alone. Ben Stein agrees with me. And, so does TEACHTHECONTROVERSY.com. They have put together a wonderful array of apparel that you can wear proudly. Here are a few examples:
How low will Jack Thompson stoop? According to the Wired Blog Network, pretty damn low. Jack addressed a letter to the mother of the Chairman of Take-Two Interactive Software, Strauss Zelnick. Take-Two is the company behind the Grand Theft Auto IV game. You can read the letter in it’s entirety at the Wired link above, but here are a few choice quotes from Jack’s letter:
Dear Mrs. Zelnick:
Your son, as you may know (or maybe you don’t know), is Chairman of Take-Two Interactive Software, Inc., whose most popular video games are the Grand Theft Auto murder simulator games banned in some countries but sold to children here.
Right out of the gate, “murder simulator” and “sold to children”. Jack loves his emotionally charged buzzwords. As if murders didn’t occur before the era of video games. Come on, Jack. You can’t be this dense - this is all about publicity for you.
Your son last week was reported to have said the following about Grand Theft Auto IV, due to be released Tuesday, April 29:
“We’ve already received numerous [GTA IV] reviews, and to a one, they are perfect scores. My mom couldn’t write better reviews…”
Taking your son’s thought, I would encourage you either to play this game or have an adroit video gamer play it for you. Some of the latter gamers are on death row, so try to find one out in the civilian population who hasn’t killed someone yet.
Laughable.
Mrs. Zelnick, did you train up your son, Strauss, to make millions of dollars by pushing Mature-rated video games to children? Any kid can go right to little Strauss’ corporate web site and buy GTA IV with no age verification. Strauss is even marketing the new Grand Theft Auto IV on World Wrestling Entertainment tv shows seen by millions of kids. If you trained up Strauss to do this, then shame on you.
It seems like Jack’s mother trained him up to be media whore. Shame on her. She raised her boy to open his hole up for anyone with a recording device.
Your son, this very moment, is doing everything he possibly can to sell as many copies of GTA IV to teen boys in the United States, a country in which your son claims you raised him to be “a Boy Scout.” More like the Hitler Youth, I would say.
For someone who claims to despise everything about GTA, Jack sure knows how to throw verbal Molotov cocktails. It’s as if he’s been “trained” to do so.
I’ve got an idea for a game I think Jack will like. It’s about the ruler of a gang and how this ruler maintains order over his territory. You will be one of his many underlings. In the game, the ruler:
Orders his followers to commit genocide not just once, but many, many times.
Sends wild beasts to kill his enemies children.
Threatens to force people to eat the flesh of their own sons and daughters and fathers and friends.
Condones and orders human sacrifice.
Creates a plague that kills thousands of people - men, women, and children.
Has 32,000 virgins taken as spoils of war. Thirty-two are set aside as a tribute for him.
Orders horses to be hamstrung.
Commands his underlings to “utterly destroy” and shown “no mercy” to those he defeats.
Has an underling sacrifice his daughter, his only child, according to a vow he has made.
Kills seventy men for looking at his possessions and at him.
Has an underling rip open all the women who are pregnant.
My game is called GTA (God, the Asshole), because all of the things I just listed (and many more equally horrible things) happen in the Bible at God’s request.
And the game gets worse because the Ruler can also torture the dead beyond the grave. Millions upon millions will be sent to a place where they will burn alive for eternity. What do you think, Jack? Is this acceptable? It’s your rule book we’re gong by. You should be thrilled.
Jack, think long and hard about what you want this world to be like. Douche.
Few people are busier busy-bodies than Jack. He’s been on his own personal crusade for several years to get rid of violent video games. Jack seems to think that violent video games make kids violent, though the research says “no”.
With a brand new Grand Theft Auto game coming out today, I expect to hear more from Jack. He took on the last GTA game, this one will probably be no different. According to Wikipedia:
On March 14, 2007 Take-Two filed a lawsuit to prevent Thompson from preventing the sale of Grand Theft Auto IV and Manhunt 2 to minors, claiming that Thompson’s effort to block sales of its games through lawsuits violates the company’s First Amendment rights. Responding, Thompson said, “I have been praying, literally, that Take-Two and its lawyers would do something so stupid, so arrogant, so dumb, even dumber than what they have to date done, that such a misstep would enable me to destroy Take-Two.” On April 19, 2007, Thompson and Take-Two settled their suit, with Thompson agreeing not to restrict sales through any court worldwide of Take-Two’s games, threaten to sue the company, or accuse Take-Two of any wrongdoing based on the sale of any of its games. According to one analyst, the settlement is likely to mute his public pronouncements and lawsuits against the company.
That sounds like a real money-grubbing swine to me. The asshole sold-out his principals. But, all is not right in Mudville (aka: Jack’s brain):
…Jack Thompson has today persuaded the Miami-Dade Transit System to pull all advertisements for the Grand Theft Auto IV cop-killing simulation game from its bus stops.
In the wake of this success, Thompson is proceeding to get all GTA IV ads pulled from all US transit systems since such ads clearly violate promises made by the [ESRB], found right at its web site, not to place “Mature-rated” game ads in venues that will be seen by teens.
He also blamed the Virginia Tech shootings on video games. Jack has become such a polarizing force in the violent media debate that other organizations that are inclined to agree with him are distancing themselves from him.
Already, other activists against video game violence are starting to distance themselves from Jack Thompson. Earlier this month, the National Institute on Media and the Family wrote a letter to Jack, asking him to remove the link to their organization from his web site.
The latest GTA game, Grand Theft Auto IV, looks to be amazing and I will be buying it. Fuck you, Jack. If I shoot up a public place, then you can gloat. Otherwise, shut up.
I wonder how many Looney Tunes cartoons and “Our Gang” shorts Jack watched as a kid? He’s a real piece of work and a worthy member of the PR Parade of Douchebags.
According to Daniel Hernandez, who’s been covering the anti-emo riots on his blog Intersections, the violence began March 7, when an estimated 800 young people poured into the Mexican city of Queretaro’s main plaza “hunting” for emo kids to pummel. Then the following weekend similar violence occurred in Mexico City at the Glorieta de Insurgents, a central gathering space for emos. Hernandez also reports that several anti-emo riots have now also spread to various other Mexican cities.
I’m now reconsidering my stance on illegal immigration. We can’t let enough of these emo-hunting maniacs into our country. You can’t walk into any public place without running into some Robert Smith wannabe who needs to have their frown turned upside down at the hands of Manuel and his buddy, Mr. Lead Pipe.
“Here, Kyle, Julio brought his nail gun from the construction site to help you put on a happy face.”
What are these emo tards whining about anyway? I guess I’d cry too if I was compelled to write crappy poetry and listen to shit-ass music to keep friends. I can understand being emo if you’re a Holocaust survivor. But you know why you don’t see Elie Wiesel down at Club Dread doing interpretive dance to Morrissey? One, because he’s fucking old. Who wants to see an old, jewish man in a club made up like the drummer from My Chemical Romance (not worth a link - look ‘em up yourself) trying to relate to superficial teen angst. He’s going to look stupid and break a hip. Two, because his experience taught him to appreciate life, you whining pricks.
You sicken me, everyone of you*. Let’s open the gates and let the Mexican Emo Marauders in!
* unless you’re a cutter chick - you ladies are hot. Be sure to send daddy some pictures either at the gmail address (publicridicule [at symbol] gmail [dot] com) or pm them to me on the forum (user name: Belasco).**
Karl Pilkington is an idiot of epic proportions. Worse than how little he knows is how poorly he regurgitates the information he has learned. The information is invariably filtered through some intellectual sieve that lets the important details slip through while catching the completely irrelevant parts. Once Karl has all the irrelevant parts accumulated he reformulates the information in his own way. For this reason, he is the perfect subject to be featured here on Public Ridicule - and, as Ricky Gervais has pointed out, he has a head like a fucking orange. It’s a perfectly round orb just sitting on a stump of neck doing nothing.
Ricky Gervais (creator of the original version of “The Office” in Britain) did a series of podcasts with writing partner Stephen Merchant and Karl Pilkington. Karl had worked at the radio station where Ricky and Stephen did a show. It was on that radio show that the fascinating mind of Karl Pilkington came to light. The podcasts are genius and demonstrate how utterly inept Karl is at basic reasoning and critical thought. I highly recommend you get them. The laughs are tremendous.
Ricky has decided to torture Karl. Karl is upset that people think he’s a “character” and wants no part of any further podcasts. So, Ricky is going blog Karl’s every move to annoy him - and it’s working.
To give you a little taste of Karl’s unintentional comedy genius, here is an animation created by a fan of the Ricky Gervais podcasts. Karl did a regular feature on the podcast called “Monkey News” where he would tell Ricky and Stephen some completely misunderstood and surreal news about monkeys.
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