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The Most Confusing Viral Thing Ever

Have 150 million people or whatever it is really sat through ‘KONY 2012,’ past the silly onscreen text, the Facebook shout-out, and the gazing into eyes of towheaded kid as only hope for wretched of the earth, etc., etc.?

The thing is, there’ve for years been tons of available documentary-ish features on the Lord’s Resistance Army online: See this video by the UK Telegraph, or the BBC’s interview (!) with Kony himself. Am I just completely out of touch to think that the best thing about the Internet is being able to read/see/watch professionally prepared material from countries/times/outlooks beyond the physically proximate, rather than the global aesthetic triumph of the treacly, the amateurish, the fanboy (so much so that even well-funded NGOs have to adopt to style!)? Are people really thinking, consciously or not, “well, i’ve never cared about child soldiers in the past, despite the terabytes of stuff available instantly, but wait! this clip looks like something could have made with a FlipCam and shareware. Must be authentically interested in an authentic problem!”

As something of a connoisseur of moving-picture non-fiction, I share with you a simple test to decide whether something is worth wasting your time-wasting time on: Does the narration sound like it’d cut it on PBS or any of the docucable networks? If they can’t afford—or more likely, refuse to get—credible voice work, how likely is it that they’re meeting other conventions, like those of truth?       

This is probably very old news, but turns out Justin Bieber recently got a Jesus painting by Rubens called Ecce Homo tattooed on his calf. Here’s hoping Taylor Lautner gets inked with a picture of Zoroaster next. Celebrities are really smart, because they are allowed to do what they want!

This is probably very old news, but turns out Justin Bieber recently got a Jesus painting by Rubens called Ecce Homo tattooed on his calf. Here’s hoping Taylor Lautner gets inked with a picture of Zoroaster next. Celebrities are really smart, because they are allowed to do what they want!

So, as everyone assumed, Osama Bin Laden’s last years really were just a Season 1 episode of ‘Big Love’

Osama Bin Laden spent his final months in a household fraught with friction between his three wives — one of whom might have given him up to the CIA, according to a blockbuster new account.

Bin Laden shared a third-floor bedroom in the crowded Pakistani villa he died in with his fifth, youngest and most beloved wife, Amal.

Trouble came to Abbottabad in early 2011, when the terrorist’s ornery third wife, Khairiah, suddenly moved in.

Amal, who was 19 when she wed Bin Laden  in 1999, shared the third floor with her husband and had few conflicts with wife No. 4, Siham.

“Bin Laden didn’t sleep with any of his other wives after marrying Amal,” Qadir told the Guardian.

After she arrived, spouse No. 3 was restricted to the second floor.

She cast an immediate pall over the 27 Abbottabad residents, who included eight Bin Laden children and five of his grandkids.

“She is so aggressive that she borders on being intimidating,” one interrogator told Qadir about Khairiah.

Worse for the household’s harmony, there were suspicions among the clan that Khairiah’s return was part of a plot to betray her once-beloved husband.

Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/osama-bin-laden-family-members-convinced-eldest-wife-intended-betray-al-qaeda-leader-researcher-article-1.1035276#ixzz1oal6rWzZ
 

Fun with makeup! Julianne Moore was also supposed to play Hillary Clinton in The Special Relationship, another upper-middlebrow HBO project. 

Fun with makeup! Julianne Moore was also supposed to play Hillary Clinton in The Special Relationship, another upper-middlebrow HBO project. 

Also,

how are all the Romney men perfectly gray (or in the son’s case, incipiently so) just at the temples?

So many different feelings!


Prince Charles met Gillian Anderson, the star of The X-Files, at a service of thanksgiving at Westminster Abbey to mark the 200th anniversary of Charles Dickens’s birth.




“His Royal Highness was saying how he was actually interested in reading and practising reading himself – reading out loud from Dickens and other literature that is,” says the actress. “So he was thinking about working with somebody to improve and be more confident with his public speaking with regards to literature.”




Speaking at the WilliamVintage pre-Baftas dinner at the St Pancras Renaissance hotel, Anderson insists that the “somebody” will not be her. “I don’t think he was asking me,” she says modestly.

So many different feelings!

Prince Charles met Gillian Anderson, the star of The X-Files, at a service of thanksgiving at Westminster Abbey to mark the 200th anniversary of Charles Dickens’s birth.

“His Royal Highness was saying how he was actually interested in reading and practising reading himself – reading out loud from Dickens and other literature that is,” says the actress. “So he was thinking about working with somebody to improve and be more confident with his public speaking with regards to literature.”

Speaking at the WilliamVintage pre-Baftas dinner at the St Pancras Renaissance hotel, Anderson insists that the “somebody” will not be her. “I don’t think he was asking me,” she says modestly.

It’s a bit unfortunate…

that it takes a lapse into monumental “insensitivity” to encourage serious discussion about clearing the linguistic underbush of our hoariest cliches, but while we’re at it, could we please retire “pot calling the kettle black” too? I mean, at least i can sort of imagine having a nice suit of chain-mail ruined by some minor imperfection, and being innocently peeved about it, but if I’m noticing the color of other housewares, you can pretty much bet I am, indeed, being racist. [Yes, I’ve always been with Omarosa (2:24) on this one.]