Three Panel Dooce

Come on now. First Barack Obama's MySpace garbage and now this? Matt of Three Panel Soul (read: Comics) was recently fired from his contract position with the Navy for discussing guns in the workplace. Now, I discuss guns in the workplace all the time because of my "Save the Breasts" mantra, but in this case, he was talking about shooting paper targets with a .22. Sure, this is a totally idiotic discussion, but it probably only warrants a terror threat orange - which we all know is pretty much standard at this point. Unfortunately, Matt's workplace gun discussion was on the same day as the Virginia Tech shootings and people lost it. This reminds me of a story I read in 2002 about Heather B. Armstrong, the graphic designer who edited Dooce.com at night. Heather, who never named any coworkers or the company name, was fired because the organization's HR folks found her blog posts. Shit man, what is even the point in protecting a country where you can't be yourself?

*Note: There was a written explanation up on Three Panel Soul, but I assume it was taken down due to some sort of confidentiality agreement?

Weird: The Ups and Downs

Whoa whoa...OK, so I understand that everyone is upset about the Virginia Tech massacre and rightly so; nevertheless, is Cho Seung-Hui's video/photo package actually a "multimedia manifesto"?

Sure, the package used a variety of mediums making it "multimedia"; however, isn't a "manifesto" by definition a political statement of organized intentions and motives? Look kid...America doesn't do ambiguity. Just tell us exactly who made you mad and what they did.

Cho Seung-Hui isn't a criminal mastermind with a fancy manifesto and dark militia, nor is he a statement about the pressures of Asian culture---he's just a screwed up kid! (And let's not kid ourselves, there are lots of them out there) The terrifying bottom line is that it was probably harder to perfect the compression on the video clips than it was to get the guns.

* Let's concentrate on happy things like Bjork's new album and Mr. Posh Spice's Bended Baby Beckham. Damn that man is an empty-headed hunk.