p>Note to T Rex et al, mashups is where it’s at now.
ebogjonson may well have the final word on the whole Firedoglake cunt affair:
If I knew more about music, I would say the above mash-up was be sung to the tune of Skrewdriver‘s “Prisoner of Peace.” References to the Firedoglake quotes being paraphrased above can be found here, here and here.
Also, for the big picture, Donna over at The Silence of Our Friends brings the round-up/metacommentary here.
Just for the stupids in the world, I want to say that I am in no way directly suggesting that any Firedoglake front-pager is a skinhead or Nazi. I’m just testing the limits of punk / photoshop communication on blogs. The point here isn’t that anyone expects perfection from their bloggers. It’s that if someone calls bullshit on you, try not to respond by offering up your ridiculous, delusional, fantasy alter-egos, this as if your schtick actually constituted some kind of aesthetic, political or programmatic rationale. No offense, but you guys ain’t punk rock for shit, not even do-gooder SHARP punks. I’m not saying I am or was, but I ran into a few back in my youth and I kind of have a feeling they would think you’re poseur idiots.
Well, not really a lot to add to that, is there?
Debbie Harry is 61. Joe Strummer and Joey Ramone are dead. Paul Weller does grandad rock. Punk is dead, and punk blogging even more so. Middle-aged bloggers mistaking their own 1980’s issues for edgy avant-gardeness of a type that went our of style 20 years ago is just like , well sad.
So let’s move on now, shall we?
