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By Akira The Don on Wednesday, February 8th, 2012

Chrome’s “Oops, Google Chrome could not find” Error has been the abne of my existence for ages now. And praise Xenu, this seems to have worked for me. The process had also sped up my whole internet experience. Amazing! I will update if that changes, natch.

— By Akira The Don on Wednesday, February 8th, 2012

By Akira The Don on Tuesday, November 1st, 2011

MINE YES HATH SEEN THE GLORY!

It’s a flipping ZOIDBERG SKI MASK! SLASH BALACLAVA! OMFG!@

By deviantART user knerdy knits.

I am going to get this, then I am going to RON SIX BANKS.

Amen.

Spotted at Netormama.

— By Akira The Don on Tuesday, November 1st, 2011

By Akira The Don on Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011

From The Telegraph:

Charlie Sheen is my hero. Not because he goes on five-day benders, takes binbags of drugs and cavorts with ladies of the night. That would be recklessly self-indulgent behaviour in anyone over the age of 21, never mind in a 45-year-old actor with a primetime TV job and a wife and children at home. No, he’s my hero because he refuses to allow his behaviour to be psychologised. He refuses to genuflect before the Oprahite altar of psychobabble and blame his antics on his “inner demons”. Instead he’s fighting like a terrier against experts’ attempts to brand him as “disordered” and in the process has made himself into a one-man army of resistance to the tyranny of therapy that has the twenty-first-century in its grip.

Easily the most shocking thing about the Charlie Sheen affair is not his recent debauched behaviour – Stop the press: Hollywood actor behaves hedonistically! – but rather the unstoppable march of a zombie-eyed army of therapists who want to diagnose Sheen from a distance as “mentally ill”. Every cod-psychologist in search of a headline, and increased business, is offering to write a prescription for Sheen. Under the headline “Addict or Bipolar? Examining the ‘Passion’ of Charlie Sheen”, Time magazine admits “it isn’t possible to diagnose patients at a distance”. And yet it proceeds to do precisely that, employing two experts to discuss whether Sheen is suffering from narcissistic personality disorder, bipolar mania, depression, anxiety or addiction.

In a TV interview, ABC’s Andrea Canning asked Sheen if he was bipolar. When he said “no”, and hinted that some people claim to be bipolar simply to excuse their erratic behaviour, she looked at him as if he was – in that other favoured phrase of the therapeutic industry – in denial. Even the brain-invaders at Psychology Today magazine have got involved, claiming that “the life and times of Charlie Sheen are a serious issue for us all”. Why? Because apparently he is in the grip of a “Mood Disorder” (I think we used to call this “being moody”) and his failure to deal with it contains a lesson for everyone: “When you’re in the depths of a Mood Disorder, you swirl in an ocean of mental, physical and spiritual chaos, [and] it’s only when you reach the safety of the shore that you realise just how dangerously ill you were.” How do we reach the “safety of the shore”? Through the therapeutic intervention and guidance of psycho-experts, of course! On the back of their pseudo-diagnoses of Mr Sheen’s alleged various mental illnesses, psychologists are cynically seeking to boost their own professions.

To the fury of these overlords of therapy, Sheen is swatting aside all suggestions that he is disordered. He has denounced Alcoholics Anonymous for encouraging debilitating dependence on a Higher Power; he has slated those who blame their behaviour on demons from their past (“Like, ‘Oh my God, it’s all my mom’s fault!’ Shut up”, he recently said); and he has even challenged the very language the therapy police use. Asked on ABC if he was still “using” – that annoying Oprahite word for “taking drugs” – he said: “Using a blender? Using a vacuum cleaner? ‘Use’ is such an AA expression!” In his refusal to speak their lingo, to play their game, to do what all celebs in his situation must do these days – arrange to be interviewed by Hello! so that they can be photographed weeping while confessing to having suffered a mental breakdown – Sheen is rebelling against the super-conformist modern narrative of weak individuals who need to be saved by psycho-priests. They won’t forgive him for this.

Read the whole thing here.

— By Akira The Don on Wednesday, March 2nd, 2011

By Akira The Don on Friday, February 25th, 2011

As a tragic, nostalgia drenched scene setter, this is an amazing video (product placements acide), but these dudes need to be careful when they’re messing with this ultra-turbo-charged magical shit.

RIP Proof. RIP Easy.

— By Akira The Don on Friday, February 25th, 2011

Monday, January 3rd, 2011

This is my doodle sheet from Christmas Day. CAN YOU SPOT THE INSPIRATIONS?!

— Monday, January 3rd, 2011

By Akira The Don on Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

YES! The Brown Bear is BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

Long time Don-watchers will know Don Loves Him Some Bear (No Pedo).  Bearman is one of my favourite UK emcees ever. His LP was a slept on UK classic, a well rounded, well crafted, expertly spat piece of awesome (especially the song about his mum, best UK mum song EVAH).  Well, Jah and Superman be prased, Mr 6  Foot Six And A Hundred Stone is BACK BACK BACK, and he’s still got it, and I am excited to hear what he does next.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAR!

— By Akira The Don on Tuesday, December 21st, 2010