By The Headbanging Hostess & Vegetarian Metalhead Let’s face it, intelligent people don’t just breed all willy nilly. We’re responsible with our genetic material. We should be commended, rewarded. Heck, we should get a tax break for not overburdening the system with our offspring. But we don’t. In our society babies have become the ultimate… Continue reading Round Table Discussion: Self-Proclaimed Baby-Free Experts
By Jessica May and Vanessa David Hi folks, Jessie here. ‘Tis the season of joy and wonder, carols and tinsel, Frosty and the Grinch… And the season where big-box retailers keep their serfs, er, employees working overtime to sell us cheap electronics and Chinese-sweatshop-sewn underpants. From a historical viewpoint, this may be one of… Continue reading Alternative Control’s #UnoccupytheMall Holiday Shopping Guide
The people I most identify with are METALHEADS. I feel a brotherly love and connection to them, as biased as it may be. Nothing compares to being at a show and releasing emotion by headbanging, finger wagging and playing intricate air guitar solos. In what other context is it okay for a sweaty, fat… Continue reading I Am Metal, Therefore I Am.
I’m going to start this article with a random list of albums: Dave Matthews Band – Crash Korn – Life Is Peachy ABBA – Arrival Journey – Escape Nick Drake – Pink Moon The Orb – Adventures Beyond The Ultraworld Coldplay – A Rush of Blood to the Head Tears for Fears – Songs From… Continue reading Music: A Guiltless Pleasure
“Remember, remember the fifth of November, Gunpowder, treason and plot; I see no reason why Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot.” Guy Fawkes, also known as Guido Fawkes (not to be confused with a Jersey Shore cast member) came into my awareness after watching V for Vendetta. At first I thought the masked man with… Continue reading The Courage to be “That Guy”
By Nutmeg Savo, with a little help from the Headbanging Hostess Originally posted April 1, 2010 This is the time of year I hate. My human mom runs around after me asking me to shit jelly beans and lay Cadbury Crème Eggs, as if I had the ability. I mean, she really should know better.… Continue reading Life as a (Non-Easter) Bunny
This April, I read Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer. While the book didn’t convince me to stop eating meat altogether, the descriptions of factory farms were nauseating enough that I decided that I wouldn’t give my money to this disgusting but tasty industry. Fast-forward to October. I’ve been moderately successful in my mission,… Continue reading The Bad Vegetarian Gradually Loses Resolve