Trans woman harassed by dumb idiots that work for the TSA.
Did the Holy Spirit move House Speaker John Boehner to change his party from “Asshole” to “Philanthropist”? Only time will tell.
Pope Francis heals all.
Tasha The Amazon must be an angel (or an alien) because her flow is heavenly.
New students at UNM inspire an overhaul of the local education system.
I encourage you to be a professional, take your job seriously (especially on a Friday!) and look at these otters.
Don't fuck with pickles, man.
Critical thinking is difficult for government officials, but I believe they can do it one day.
We may not be able to eat our way to equality, but maybe this Saturday, Sept. 19, we can eat delicious cookies until we purge internalized misogyny while learning about the huge inequality of the gender pay gap?
Rude Boy Cookies (115 Harvard SE) and FemCity Abq (the local chapter of Femfessionals), which assists women with every stage of career development, are hosting a Cookie Crusader fundraiser from 5pm to 8pm. This event draws attention to the 23% disparity in pay between men and women by donating 23% of all proceeds to FemCity Abq to sponsor new members.
Across the board, women annually make 23% less than their male coworkers. That disparity goes up to a 36% wage gap for black women, and soars even further to a 46% wage gap for hispanic women. FemCity members will be present to answer all questions about the group.
This event will fill your appetite to deconstruct the patriarchy through specialized cookies! (But actually, don't eat till you puke, please).
It's Wednesday, July 23
and a teenager says he looked into the mirror after beating two homeless men to death and "saw the devil,"
APD cornered a fugitive and shot at him for the second time in six months. This time, they killed him.
A boy exploring an abandoned house in Ohio discovered a mummified corpse hanging in the closet.
Archaeologists have found the remains of a huge, 7-foot-long dog buried near the site where a demonic hound was said to have murdered church-goers in the 16th century.
A mysterious, yawning crater has opened up in the Yarnal region of Siberia and nobody knows why. Please note that "Yarnal" translates to "End of the world."
And some women are rejecting feminism because they need help opening jars.
The seemingly-mythical Downtown grocery store may soon be one step closer to becoming a part of our reality.
Here's a guy who decided that drunk driving wasn't dangerous enough.
The New Mexico Mind Research Institute is scanning prisoners' brains to try and predict whether they will re-offend. We can only assume that this will result in a future super-villain's origin story.
Tea Party fave and all around crazy/evil person Michele Bachmann won't be seeking congressional re-election. So sorry to see her go.
Hard-working, industrious beaver industriously murders man.
A goat went crazy, goat style.
Sexism in the music industry is alive and well. But it’s almost 2013, you might say. We’re more than a half-century removed from the height of ’50s paternalism. Sadly, we’re not quite as distanced from the weaker-sex mentality as we’d like to think. Whether exploring industrial music, producing or music-related subcultures, misogyny still patiently waits to be acknowledged and abolished. We chatted with Burqueña noisemakers and aural curators about their experiences with sexism in our burg. Read all about it in Burqueñas Talk Musical Misogyny.
25 percent of marriages in the state are interracial.
New Mexico ditches No Child Left Behind.
Honduras prison fire kills inmates, many of whom hadn't been charged or convicted.
Congressional hearing on birth control includes no women.
Santorum says birth control is harmful.
One time, Romney put the family dog on the roof of his car during a road trip. Now, it's haunting his campaign.
Linsanity is no accident.
People who walk slowly may be prone to dementia.
Mamma Mia! actor to play Linda Lovelace, star of Deep Throat.
Is this bikini model fat?
Some people call this the best punk movie nobody's seen. With its release on Netflix InstaWatch, I'm sure that's becoming less true. The flick was made in the early '80s but wasn't released on DVD for 26 years.
When it first came out, The Fabulous Stains never saw its way to many theaters; early test screenings showed that people didn't quite know what to make of it.
The flick kind of doesn't know what to make of itself. The pacing is weird and the themes obscured. Maybe that's because it was directed by a music biz type but written by Nancy Dowd, (who, it's rumored, disliked the final version of the movie so much she put it out under the pseudonym Rob Morton).
The basic plot is this: Corinne Burns' (Diane Lane) mother has died. She takes her sister (Marin Kanter) and cousin (Laura Dern) and flees their sad, industrial hometown. They're The Stains. They've practiced three times. They can't play their instruments, but somehow, they're given a chance to join a tour with a washed up-metal/prog act and The Looters, a fake up-and-coming punk band.
The Looters' lineup is enough reason to catch the movie: Sex Pistols drummer Paul Cook and guitarist Steve Jones, Clash bassist Paul Simonon and Tubes frontman Fee Waybill. Also making a cameo: Black Randy.
So The Stains take the stage at a club for the first time, and the band's sound would be OK at the worst high school talent show ever. There's no drummer.
Third Degree Burns (Corinne's new stage name) slowly reveals her new self. From under a hat, a skunk pattern dyed into her hair. From behind a trenchcoat, no pants (now we know where Lady Gaga got the idea), and a see-through old-lady blouse with no bra.
The show goes badly. People hate her. Burns' bandmates leave the stage, shocked by her outfit and the audience response. But she just turns up the wry observation and presence, talking shit about a woman in the crowd who looks like she came to the show hoping one of the dude band assholes would notice her.
The performance generates buzz, and The Stains become the big deal on the tour, overtaking their male counterparts. Burns rises to stardom over a month due to a ton of media attention. All of her fans begin emulating the look and the mantra: "We're The Stains, and we don't put out!" Burns explains in an interview that this is about "not getting screwed."
The Looters' singer hates Burns. Predictably he falls in love with her, softens her toward him, and then screws her over. He takes the stage to open for The Stains, and the entire audience is women with skunk hair and red blouses. The Looters try to play, but the crowd is impatient and calls for The Stains throughout the set. He gets angry, and makes a speech about how Burns is just taking their money. The fickle audience turns on The Stains, and a male newscaster is the first in line to critique Burns harshly, saying he knew all along that she was a phony.
So, in some ways, the film is about how media build up young women, fascinated by their sexuality, and then tear them back down.
But it's also about a teen who manipulates the media and her circumstances to her advantage. Remember: In the beginning of the movie, nothing is working out for Burns. She can't get a job, and she's trying to figure out how to take care of her sister.
Plus, the flick is an interesting commentary on rock and roll. The Stains never learn how to play their instruments. They never get a drummer. They're only show, message and fashion.
Despite a lot of awkwardness (that I'm willing to attribute to the direction) there are moments of profundity that come from the script.
In one particularly memorable scene, Burns' aunt is being interviewed by a reporter. She hasn't heard from her daughter or nieces for a month. She says that she's truly sorry for berating them all the time, for not believing in them and for breaking down their confidence. That's how her mother trained her, she says.
Really great monologues and dialogue exchanges show a variety of pressures and people bearing down on the situation and tell the tale of how a desperate youth can capture the public eye.