Choose Your Conspiracy

Crispian Jago turns his pixel pushing pen to the issue of conspiracism. As usual, Jago’s art is bleedin’ huge. You can click twice on the image to get a larger version, or you can go see the original at The Reason Stick.

Giant Floating Jesus

Wouldn’t you know it, I just bought a house and now it’s going to be eaten be a giant floating phantasmal Jesus head.

Oh yeah, I hear you snickering. “Whatsamatter, Vorjack, homeowners insurance not covering ‘snacks of God’?” Well, you’re going to be in for a rude shock soon. Those of us who play games like Katamari Damacy, or Tasty Planet know what’s going to happen. Jesus starts off with houses, but gets bigger and bigger, until …

That’s what I talking about. Even Galactus had to start somewhere.

Virginia Governor Candidate Supports Anti-Oral Sex Law

Via Mother Jones:

Last month, three judges on the US Court of Appeals for the 4th Circuit deemed a Virginia anti-sodomy law unconstitutional. The provision, part of the state’s “Crimes Against Nature” law, has been moot since the 2003 US Supreme Court decision overruled state laws barring consensual gay sex, but Virginia has kept the prohibition on the books.

Now Virginia attorney general and Republican gubernatorial candidate Ken Cuccinelli is asking the full 4th Circuit to reconsider the case. Cuccinelli wants the court to revive the prohibition on consensual anal and oral sex, for both gay and straight people. (The case at hand involves consensual, heterosexual oral sex.)

This deserves a joke from the late, great Molly Ivins:

The seventy-third session (1993) of the Texas Legislature is pretty much typified by the following Warren Chisum story, Representative Chisum being the Bible-thumping dwarf from Pampa who has added such “je ne sais quoi” to the proceedings this year.

The Texas Senate had a rare moment of courage early in the session when it voted to remove homosexual sodomy from the revised version of the penal code. All were astonished.

Their vision made its way over to the House, where Chisum promptly rose and introduced an amendment to reinstate the damn thing. The Housies were afraid everyone would think they were queer if they didn’t vote for Chisum’s amendment, so they did.

Then some scholar explained to Chisum that unless he reinstated the ban on heterosexual sodomy as well, the law would be declared unconstitutional. So Chisum promptly got up and did just that.

Whereupon we had one of the more bizarre debates in the history of the Lege, with assorted avant garde members rising at the back mike to say, approximately, “Uh, Warren, uh, suppose I am in bed with my lawfully wedded spouse and I, like, kind of misaim and wind up in the wrong hole. You don’t want to send me to prison for that, do you?”

Chisum would stoutly reply, “Yes, I do. It’s against nature and The Bible.”

So the Housies were afraid everyone would think they were perverts if they didn’t vote for it, and they did. Chisum then shook hands with his ally, Talmadge Heflin of Houston, in celebration of this double triumph, and the Speaker had to send the Sergeant-at-arms over to reprimand them both.

Because under Chisum’s own amendments, it’s illegal for a prick to touch an asshole in this state. [From Nothin' But Good Times Ahead]

Don’t nobody go kissing Candidate Cuccinelli.

Don’t Nobody Worry ’bout Jesus

The local Jehovah’s Witnesses will occasionally leave leaflets in my mailbox, usually accompanied by a hand-written letter inviting me to some service. Recently there was an Easter leaflet showing Jesus as the usual white guy with short hair and beard. I thought it looked like anybody but the historical Jesus.

It looks like someone else got the same leaflet and recognized the artist’s model:

Who is this man?
Kenny Loggins.

How does his death help us?
No more bad songs.

Why is it important we remember him?
Highway to the Danger Zone was ok.

Via just about everybody, but I’ll tap Christian Nightmares

Ray Comfort is Still an Idiot

Honestly, how does somebody that stupid remember how to breathe?