I hope to highlight great and interesting writing when I can. After all, this weblog is called words mean things. As a start, how about The Abolition of Work. Long and involved, but worth it.

A simple but upsetting truth: Burger King is the only fast food joint that can’t even manage to make its fare appetizing in its own commercials. The sight of the flat, processed paddle they call the chicken sandwich, sprinkled with green sawdust shavings and topped with questionable mayo-like product, is enough to send anyone running screaming to the nearest Tofu Hut. Or at least to McDonald’s.

“I was just letting that illegal alien from Guatemala stay in my house for two years out of compassion. I did give her a little spending money here and there, but it certainly wasn’t because she cleaned my pool for me (and a fine job she did, too, even with the nasty gunk in the filter). Yes, she also vaccuumed, mopped, cleaned, and did laundry and ironing. But an employee? No! She was a friend.”

Just surfing around on other people’s weblogs today, and I found that even the leader of the free world is into this trend. (Thanks to my new favorite weblog, my left nut)

Bonus anti-consumer link of the day, also thanks to MLN: blindwino “Market Target”

Blogger seems to have unblocked itself, at least for now. This is, as the Queen of Domesticity herself would say, a very good thing. It’s so easy to take things for granted until they are taken from us. Yes, maybe a stretch, maybe hyperbole, but still a good thing to reflect on in the new year.

Bring on Blogger Pro!

My office is filled with this stuff. It seems to hold a strange fascination for technical types. Why, I don’t know.

Irrational flesh-ling: this made me laugh out loud. Hard. Part of words mean things is that it’s difficult sometimes to predict what will strike you funny. Enjoy that feeling.

It’s amazing what internet searches will turn up sometimes. Just amazing. And this is not me. But I may just send an e-mail and see what happens. Freaky.

So Wonder Woman pilots an invisible plane. In the Saturday morning cartoons, you can see the faint white outlines of the plane, and there’s Wonder Woman, sitting with commendable posture at the controls. So my question is this – what’s the point? How does this help her? Why doesn’t she just have a regular plane?

My friend Lisa, who thinks deeply about such things, believes that Wonder Woman is actually invisible as well as she sits inside the plane, and we were just shown Wonder Woman in the cartoon so we would know it was her up there. I hope this is true. But I doubt it.

Stumbled upon an amazing piece of writing from an apparently defunct webmag, Razor, which says many things eloquently and well about the state of our consumerist culture. Just what you need to take your mind off that Visa bill. Enjoy.

Bonus link: Adbusters