Archive for the Violence Category

Christian Bale is a Dick

Posted in Horror, Violence on February 3, 2009 by lindendale

I certainly have enjoyed Bale in a number of his films, but I think he is over-rated.  That’s not the issue here though.  You may remember that his freaking Mom dropped a dime on him last year for being verbally abusive.  Yeah, I think that probably happened.  This is Bale on the set of the new Terminator movie having a ‘roid rage about the director of photography distracting him.  What a class-A asshole.


Happy Boxing Day!

Posted in Christmas is Ruined, Violence on December 25, 2008 by darbydale

With St. Nicholas and Krampus on their merry way, we must turn our attention to Boxing Day.  As always, I’ll spend it playing with toys and watching English football.  

I’ll leave it to our resident religious scholars to speak about St. Stephen’s Day.  I read about it and can’t say I entirely understand it.  Being the first to do something is always cool though, unless that something is being stoned to death:

Door Buster Savings ! ! ! (Christmas is Ruined, Part 1)

Posted in Christmas is Ruined, Culture, Horror, Violence on December 5, 2008 by lindendale

I don’t know why it always comes back to zombies.  It doesn’t.  Okay, this time it does.

Long Island Man Killed During Shopping Frenzy.

By 4:55, with no police officers in sight, the crowd of more than 2,000 had become a rabble, and could be held back no longer. Fists banged and shoulders pressed on the sliding-glass double doors, which bowed in with the weight of the assault. Six to 10 workers inside tried to push back, but it was hopeless.

Suddenly, witnesses and the police said, the doors shattered, and the shrieking mob surged through in a blind rush for holiday bargains. One worker, Jdimytai Damour, 34, was thrown back onto the black linoleum tiles and trampled in the stampede that streamed over and around him. Others who had stood alongside Mr. Damour trying to hold the doors were also hurled back and run over, witnesses said.

This poor fucker was trampled to death by a crowd of shoppers.  Merry Fucking Christmas.  Why the hurry?  Stop and eat his brain too.

Here’s some news footage of the incident:

Lesson: shop online.

Cold War Nostalgia

Posted in Horror, Politics, Science, Violence with tags on April 10, 2008 by lindendale

I know what you’re thinking: Damn, those nookler esplosions sure are purdy (the French made that one). But here’s the story: as reported in Wired, even a limited, regional nuclear conflict could lead to a nuclear winter scenario in which massive amounts of dust and debris are thrown high into the atmosphere leading to a marked drop in global temperature and precipitation and huge holes in the ozone layer. Yeah, it would be pretty bad. We are talking about deaths in the billions. Here’s one of the articles. This one has some nice charts showing the temperature plunges.

If you hear things are getting hot between India and Pakistan, get yourself to the grocery store, load up on ammo, and prepare for Mass Extinction #6 to kick in in earnest.

Gee, maybe we should really try to work on this whole nuclear nonproliferation thing.


Posted in Violence on March 11, 2008 by darbydale

I don’t think I’d enjoy hitting another human being in the face.  I mean, I’ve done it before and didn’t enjoy it.

Let me briefly recap my 4 fight career (record 1-2-1):

vs C.J. :  I was probably around 8 and prone to running my mouth at older kids.  This particular group of older kids enlisted another 8-year old to kick my ass.  I had a reach and weight advantage over him and repeatedly landed right hands to his face.  Unfortunately (or fortunately), when I realized I hurt him I just quit and went home crying (and announced to my Mom that I wanted to move).  Decision:  Draw

vs K.X.:  9 year old me wouldn’t shut the fuck up and got my ass kicked by a kid with expertise in some sort of Judo.  Thankfully, this mostly involved him throwing me around until it was clear that I wasn’t going to fight back  Decision:  Loss

vs E.M.:  Told an older kid to “shut up” because I was reading at our bus stop and was tired of hearing his inane chatter.  He had some form of martial arts training and kicked the shit out of me.  The was much scarier that the Judo ass-kicking because he seemed much more intent on hurting me.  I scrambled home and didn’t go to school that day.  Decision:  Loss

vs. C.B.:  12 years old.  I can’t fully explain the background of this one in any reasonable period of time, so I’ll just give a concise version.  He was a friend who seemed to delight in insulting or demeaning those around him.  Anyway, I decided at some point I’d had enough and after a particularly insulting comment, I just jumped on him.

C.B. alternated between fighting back and laughing maniacally.  He’d laugh a little bit and then I’d hit him hard enough that he’d fight back for a while.  Finally, I just pinned him down in one of those homoerotic UFC positions where the pinned guy is basically fucked.  Then I just couldn’t hit him any more.  It was clear to me that my anger with him had nothing to do with wanting to cause him physical pain.  So, I let him up, he called me a couple names and took off.  Decision:  Win (I guess).