As promised yesterday…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 27th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

…here are more alternate endings to “The Passion Of The Christ”! If you’ve got a LiveJournal account, you can vote on your favorite here.

Also of note, since some of you who do have LJ accounts may be seeing this twice via the syndicated “cockfeed” account: there isn’t usually this much overlap. Normally, the big stuff stays on the main site and things that are LJ-centric and social in nature end up on the LiveJournal, but this is just too much comedy gold not to share with everyone. Tell your friends. Tell your family! Tell your pastor! tell your pets! :D


Jesus’ muse Kira is permitted to return to Earth just in time for the opening night of his and Gene Kelly’s new roller disco.

Jesus stumbles off the cross in the morning, comes across an unconscious Chloe Sevigny, and has sex with her, unaware that she has teh AIDS.

After unveiling his painting of a glowing, angelic Noriko standing in the center of a garish, grotesque pile of her classmates’ bodies, Jesus is crucified, but not before telling off his daughter on his cell phone and eating the last cookie.

Jesus finally cops to being Matty Alou’s brother.

As Jesus hangs from the cross and the credits begin to roll, the Spongmonkeys appear and begin to sing…”WE LOVE THE CHRIST! HE’S DYING FOR OUR SINS! AND HE HAS A PEPPER BAR!”

Any of you ever see “The Crying Game”? Yeah, that.

Jesus bursts into the closing ceremonies of the Catskills resort he was fired from, and demands the last dance of the season with Baby!

Just as the crucifixion is about to happen, a naked girl gets hit by a car and blows the whole thing to Hell.

Jesus sacrifices his life to destroy the MCP cone and free all the programs.

Depending on which theatre you go to, either Yvette kills Jesus in the study with a candlestick (under orders from Miss Scarlet), Mrs. Peacock kills Jesus in the Study with the Revolver, or Mr. Green kills Jesus in the Hall with the Revolver.

We finally get to see what happens when Jesus and Liam O’Brien face The Dude and Walter in the semis.

Jesus is seen wearing a straitjacket, babbling to himself in his padded cell at Arkham Asylum…”I’m the only one left who remembers the infinite Earths. You see, I know the truth…”

Jesus, his family, and the crew of The Barnacle win the big sailboat race against the evil landlord, pulling ahead at the very end when Jesus uses his pants as a sail.

After it was stolen from him by Judas, acting on the behalf of the government, Jesus hacks the guidance system on the laser he developed so that it misses its intended target and cooks a giant Jiffy Pop in Judas’ house instead.

Much as I have by doing a sequel to this…Jesus Jumps The Shark.

Alternate endings to “The Passion Of The Christ”, Part I

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 26th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

With all the controversy and hype surrounding Mel Gibson’s blockbuster, we at My Big, Black Cock felt that a major point was being missed: we know how the story ends already! Who *doesn’t* know that Jesus dies and is resurrected at the end? Like, duh! This is a bigger ripoff than “Titanic”!

With that in mind, we’ve come up with some alternate endings that may have jazzed “The Passion Of The Christ” up a bit. This is part one of a two part series, with the second part coming later in the week.

If you’re a LiveJournal user, you can vote on your favorite ending here.

Without further ado, the alternate endings!

With his last ounce of energy, Jesus hands God a Coke. God resurrects Jesus, prompting Jesus to smile and say “Thanks, Mean Joe!”

Godzilla’s foot squashes Jesus.

“CBS Apologizes For Showing Of Nipple During Crucifixion”

After someone watching the crucifixion says “Only a miracle can save us now…”, Geoffrey Hines rides up to Jesus in a familiar horse-drawn chariot.

Jesus and Geena Davis drive their car into the Grand Canyon to evade capture.

Jesus apparently wins the NWA World Title, but the decision is later reversed because cameras showed that Ric Flair’s foot was on the ropes.

“I am a big, bright, shining star.”

Jesus and mystery author Anne Perry are sent to juvenile correction facilities for the murder of Perry’s mother, and ordered never to see one another again upon their release.

DVDA. ‘Nuff said!

Dr. Herbert West re-animates Jesus.

After calming down his date from a nightmare, Jesus says “C’mon, I’ll take you home.” He then looks back at the camera with monster eyes and smiles, as evil laughter echoes in the background.

Inspired by the resurrection of Christ, a humanoid rabbit begins passing out candy and eggs to kids. To this day, scholars are baffled.

Jesus blows the Death Star to smithereens.

Unable to convince the people of Amsterdam that he and Cheech Marin are not Burt Reynolds and Dolly Parton, the two perform a concert anyway, with the Queen of The Netherlands in attendance.

“I’m Feeling Lucky”

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 26th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

“THAT’S what I’m talkin’ about!”

Thanks to all who helped me once again recapture the #1 search result for “black cock” on Google!

In the interest of promoting tolerance and sensitivity…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 25th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

I give you the subjectline of a post from alt.binaries.cd.image.playstation:

“You guys post up alot of gay fucking games…..gay fucking game likers”

The things people get pissed off about, and the ways they express their anger…*sigh*

Sometimes, you just gotta go with the classics…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 25th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

“Fags pwey on chiwdwen, uh-hah-hah-hah.”

I’ve said it many times, and I stand by it. Few things on this Earth are funnier than godhatesfags.com run through the Elmer Fudd dialect on the Dialectizer.

Talk about someone missing the fucking point…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 25th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

(From ZDNet UK, via Slashdot)

“”For it [the Internet] to continue to grow as a mainstream medium for businesses, education and entertainment, it must design out the minority factors that inhabit cyberspace for their own perverse gratification,” Hynds added.”

Even in the mainstream sense of things, the Internet’s existence is a monument to perverse gratification. It was designed as such. Ignorant idiots like this have no business whatsoever even attempting to dictate public policy. 10 bucks says this guy is one of those diaper fetishists.

If you’re pissed at our President…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 25th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

go register to vote against him.

Even if you’re not, go register to vote. No one’s saying I’ll vote how you would, but it’s your right and it’s in your best interest to use it, because I’ll sure as hell be encouraging others to vote against him, and I think I’m going to have a lot of company.

There’s no such thing as a wasted vote. It’s not much hassle to register, and if people actually bothered to participate in the voting process, we might not have certain people talking about adding discriminatory language to the Constitution. Regardless of where you stand on said discriminatory language, the history books clearly tell us that this was a country founded by people looking to escape religious persecution, not not people looking to perpetuate it. Adding language to the Constitution that’s based on the Judeo-Christian ethic would clash directly with the First Amendment, and corrupt the very foundation of this country in a worse way way than conservatives claim gay marriage would.

One more time, for folks who’ve missed it:

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.”

See that bold part? How much clearer does anyone need to make it?

The politicians are totally going to try to get this one done before Election Day, but that gives us all plenty of time to put the fear of…heh, I won’t say “God” here, how about…hmm…I’ve got it…losing all that lobbying money into them. :D

You can also contact your elected officials before this proposed Amendment goes to vote, and make sure they know that it stinks if you feel that it does. If you like it, hey, you’re free to contact them and tell them so, too. Even though I’d consider you an unpatriotic bigot for feeling that way, unpatriotic bigots still share the same rights as any other American. Some might say that you have even more rights than us.

So, go on, people. Do your part as Americans and make me proud.

Current Musical Aspirations

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 22nd, 2004 by Scott Crawford

I want to scream and bang on shit.

The Alarm Put One Over On Whitey.

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 20th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

Aging Rockers Pose As Teenagers To Hit Charts

On one hand, this rules in ways that probably don’t even need to be explained. On the other hand, it’s sad that a solid band like The Alarm had to do this in the first fucking place, and yet another sign that the music business as we know it needs to go the fuck away and come back when it’s reinvented itself as something less idiotic.

Finally, a meme we can all be proud of…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 18th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

Roll your own Jerkcity strip without MS Chat.

Covering this a few hours early this year…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 13th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

Hallmark can be reached by email at info@hallmark.com, or by phone at 1-800-HALLMARK. Let them know how you feel about their holiday. =)

Web Site Of The Day

Posted in My Big, Black Cock., Reviews: Scott Crawford on February 13th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

http://www.illegal-art.org/

For reasons I shouldn’t even have to describe to you, if you read this site. Even if you’re not a regular reader of mine, stop by the site and live a little. =)

(Submitted by qDot)

Token Internet Community Rant 2004

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 13th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

There have been some rumblings recently about a backlash against social networking sites like Friendster, Tribe.net, Orkut and the like. To a lesser extent, the same rumblings have existed about weblogs for a while now, particularly those on LiveJournal, which shares some characteristics with the above sites. The problems that people have with these sites are simple, and they break down into a few categories. As I describe the issues that people seem to be having, I’ll offer my suggestions on how to deal with them as painlessly as possible, and make your experiences with social networking and weblogging what they should be…fun.

Point Number One: Make Sure That You’re “Ready For Your Closeup”

These sites put people in the position of being “public” people who can be accessed by anyone at any time, and plenty of folks aren’t ready for that, even if they want to be “famous” or had prior experience with it like high-profile “friend-of-a-friend” site detractors Warren Ellis and Cory Doctorow. These sites (like LiveJournal before them) are essentially a clearinghouse for personas, and they have lonely, bored people looking through them 24 hours a day. If your persona is interesting, attractive, or popular enough to attract those peoples’ attention, you’ve already given them some level of consent to become involved in your life (even if it’s from a distance) by registering for the site. People in general, even ones like Ellis who enjoy a considerable fanbase from their offline activities, are going through some growing pains in regards to this, as even the lowest-profile users of Friendster-esque sites and weblogs attract attention from people seeking to make a connection with them. I’ve been watching this phenomenon on LJ for years now, and people really do have a hard time with it. It doesn’t help the adjustment process much when you have folks out there who feast on misfortune and social ineptitude for the content of their own sites (I’ll abstain from providing those links…they’re easy enough to find if you want to waste your time on it.), but such is the nature of the beast.

Speaking as someone who already lived through the nervous breakdown associated with a degree of sudden, possibly unwanted fame, it can be quite a shock, and you deal with it in strange ways. It took me a long time to make any sort of peace with being “the guy from Propaganda” (for those just tuning in, I was a model and writer for the magazine from 1990-1995, between the ages of 16-21…), so I relate to some of the frustrations I hear about from webloggers and people who get harassed on Friendster and such often. The thing about both my decision to take the job I did when I was 16 and their decision to establish and develop a web presence is that they are just that…decisions. Just as dressing in a heavily pretentious manner for beer money was for me, the Internet’s still largely an opt-in thing, and being a personality on the Internet is completely opt-in. Before you choose to begin something like a public online (or offline) life, you should carefully examine the possible effects of your actions, and whether or not you think you’ll be able to cope. Talk to some people who’ve been there already, and see if their experience sounds like one you’d like to have. If you haven’t already jumped headfirst into doing a weblog or being on any number of social networks, give some forethought and do some research on what your life might become if you do.

Point Number Two: Understand The Intended Purpose Of The Sites

To continue on the “lack of forethought” point a bit, but in a different direction…a lot of people get involved with these sites “to see what the fuss is about”, or “because their friends are doing it”. *Insert analogy about jumping off the Brooklyn Bridge here* Neither of these reasons is really a valid one, when you consider that “opting in” is something that will greatly impact your Internet experience and your “real life” offline.

If you’re doing a weblog, you are in effect saying that you want the world at large to know what’s going on inside your head on whatever subject you choose to write about, be it what Buffy The Vampire Slayer character you’re similar, what your thoughts on current politics are, or who you were sleeping with behind your significant other’s back last weekend. While it’s true that some sites like LiveJournal offer “friends-only” and “private” security levels, it’s a naive, foolish notion to think that no one will ever slip up and discuss what you write in protected entries, or look at your monitor when you’ve mistakenly left your account logged in. There are no secrets on the ‘net, folks; once something’s online, eventually, people you didn’t want reading it or wouldn’t have even thought of as potential readers will read it. The Internet is the world’s largest paper trail. Be prepared for this before you post a single word online.

On a similar note, if you’re signing up for a service whose intended purpose is to help people make new friends and contact old ones, don’t be surprised, frustrated, or annoyed when people contact you looking to be your friend. You signed up for the site knowing this, remember? It could be a good thing (I’ve re-established contact with people I’d been missing for years, and met plenty of cool new people), or it could suck (ex-lovers, people you hated at school/work, or complete strangers who are a little weird even by your liberal standards). Ideally, you actually did want to make new friends and find old ones when you clicked that “create account” button. The Internet (and the world in general) can certainly use every single friendly person it can find right now.

My best advice on dealing with unwanted attempts at contact is to be polite but firm. The vast majority of the people involved won’t harass you over it (and it’s very easy to contact a web site’s abuse department if they do). Set clear boundaries for yourself (and possibly in your public profile; if you don’t want total strangers contacting you, say so in your profile. Some people do actually respect your wishes.) and stick to them, but do try and be polite in the process unless the person’s given you ample reason not to be, and even then, don’t get yourself worked up over it. These are supposed to be recreational activities, after all.

If the volume of contact attempts is the problem, you have options there as well. On most if not all of these sites, you can turn off email notification of new incoming messages in your account preferences (some even give you numerous options for which types of message notification you’d like to receive). Once you’ve done this, you can deal with the messages at your convenience when you log into the site(s). It can be a pain on a site like Friendster where the site crawls due to overworked servers, but if this is too much of a problem for you, you’re free to not patronize Friendster!

This applies to whatever site you have problems with. I deleted my Myspace account because I found it nearly impossible to make any sort of meaningful connection with the type of people their userbase is comprised of (I’ll put it as diplomatically as my nature allows; they’re casual Internet users, and “casual” people in general…). Your mileage may certainly vary, though. No one’s putting a gun to your head saying “SIGN UP AND GET A MILLION PEOPLE IN YOUR PERSONAL NETWORK NOOOOOOOW!!!!!”

If your curiosity or need to contact people is too strong to just not use a particular site, you do also have the option of going in, contacting the people you need to, letting them know how to get in touch with you, and leaving the site. For now, these sites are free, and you don’t have to invest too much of yourself on profile creation and such if you don’t want to.

Point Number Three: The “There’s too damn many of them!” Factor

As companies smell money and market share, the social networking and weblogging landscape will become even more crowded than it has already. As new sites pop up, people get frustrated because they spent all sorts of time establishing themselves on the last site, which is now overcrowded, sporting ridiculous load times, and lacks that new web site smell that they have when you haven’t discovered everything on them yet. “Oh, great. Now I have to start over?” That’s totally up to you.

Having used the big four FOAF sites extensively (and LiveJournal even more extensively), my advice is to either get comfortable on whatever one(s) you like the interface on best (keep a backup choice in mind in case any of these somewhat volatile startups does go under), and be prepared in advance for migration.

If you’ve already been there and put the work into adding people, I suggest leaving your Friendster profile up. The site may not work well at the moment, but it’s a huge database of users that you’re already connected to. If you haven’t started on Friendster yet, don’t start now unless you hear significant news about improved site performance. Their servers are totally bogged down.

As for sites I use every day, Orkut (being the new kid) is currently the most lively; plenty of design issues with the site still, but none of these things have nailed the concept on the first try. Tribe.net is also solid (and the most reliable in terms of web site performance), but it needs some help with the userbase; they’re very California-centric. I don’t think the site’s been properly promoted outside of the San Francisco Bay Area, and it shows in the volume, location, and interests of the users. Myspace, I’ve already discussed, but you may like it better than I did. The rest, I’d take a “wait and see” attitude with. If you’re just getting into this now, Orkut and Tribe.net would be the two I’d go with.

On the subject of migrating from site to site, I actually keep a small text file with my user profile for these sites handy, so I can more or less drag-and-drop my personality into them as they’re created. It may seem dorky to put that much prep into something like this (and it is!), but I’m curious enough about the technology (and how it does connect people with each other) to continue kicking the tires on the new ones, and I like to be able to set up shop quickly and easily. You might not want to put the time into creating what’s essentially a social resume, but I think it’s worth the few minutes of cut-and-paste work.

Rebuilding your network on the sites is something you shouldn’t go nuts doing. Simply leave a message on either the bulletin board or your profile at your current “home” telling people how to get ahold of you, and if you really want to get a jump on adding folks that may be on the new site, search for them at your leisure. I’ve had a Friendster count in the mid-140′s for a while (not HUGE, but respectable, and comprised nearly entirely of people I’d had prior contact with before Friendster), but none of my other friend lists have approached that (the next highest is Tribe.net, currently at 47). Work at your own pace; you’ll find who you want to, and they’ll find you.

In the end, you do still have plenty of options on whether to use these sites and services, and further, how to use them. I’ve outlayed some tips on how to keep your use of them as stress-free as possible, most of which involve simply considering the effects of your actions before taking them. That’s important in all areas of life. It’s also really important to remember that things like weblogs and social networking exist for our entertainment and the entertainment of others. If you’re not having fun doing something, take some time away from it and see if you can find some other things to do that you will have fun with.

If you want to find me on LiveJournal, I’m “scottcrawford” (and I also syndicate the articles from my main site at “cockfeed”). I’m also on Friendster, Tribe.net, and Orkut under my email address, suck@mybigblackcock.com Feel free to drop me a line at that address if you need an Orkut invite (the site’s in invite-only beta at the moment), if you want to discuss what I’ve written here privately, or if you just want to make a friend.

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 11th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

BILLY.

MOTHER.

FUCKING.

OCEAN.

Please, for the love of God…

Posted in My Big, Black Cock. on February 9th, 2004 by Scott Crawford

…tell me that you guys didn’t pay much for your web site. I really like your pizza, but fuck, this site needs help.

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