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There's A Pony Born Every Minute

January 6, 2017 by Ken White 32 Comments

Juda Parker
9:23 AM (22 hours ago)

to me
Hi There,

I've been trying to get in touch with somebody in regards to learning about your site's advertising strategy – specifically how you're set up monetizing your site.

My name is Juda and I work for Sovrn Holdings, which is a premium ad exchange that is the 3rd largest in the US, 4th in the world.

I'd love to talk about how you're currently optimizing your ad space and what Sovrn can provide to scale it. Who is the correct person to contact regarding this opportunity?

Best,

Juda Parker

Ken At Popehat
9:28 AM (22 hours ago)

to Juda
Dear Mr. Parker,

Thank you for your inquiry. We have been officing here attempting to brainstorm a monetizing strategy without achieving optimization. We could be optimizing better. We also are interested in adding scales or whatever.

Would we, in working with Sovrn, be able to ask for strategy paradigm initiatives that would direct particular types of advertising to monetize our scaling? We have some specific ideas and needs.

Very truly yours,

Ken

Hey Ken,

Thanks for reaching back out!

Absolutely, our Marketing department has set up multiple resources for publishers like yourself to access and ask strategy initiatives from our experts in the industry on our Sovrn hub: https://www.sovrn.com/hub/

My role as a publisher advocate is to make sure that I closely work with my clients to ensure that we maximizing account optimization and exploring potential growth opportunities.

I would love to schedule a quick call with you to get a better understanding of your current setup and demonstrate how the use of a PA can help you towards your revenue goals.

Would you be available to talk sometime tomorrow?

Please let me know your availability and I look forward to speaking with you soon.

Best,

Juda Parker

Ken At Popehat
7:49 AM (0 minutes ago)

to Juda
Dear Juda,

Thank you for your response!

My role as a blogger advocate is preparing the public for peril.

When I say peril, Juda, I am not talking about entertainment. Modern America confuses peril and amusement. Hence we have popular television programs portraying zombies as suspiciously attractive and employable and entire series of movies suggesting that spider fetishists are "normal" and even heroic as opposed to vulgar and prone to wearing inappropriately tight clothing that distractingly emphasizes their genital region.

I speak of ponies, Juda. Ponies.

Let me pause a moment to allow you to regain your composure. I'm not a monster, Juda.

Yes, we need to monetize. Yes, we need to raise our strategy's initiative to at least +2 so we are not caught flat-footed and left standing around in the surprise round like a drugged stoat. (Yes, stoats stand. Watch a YouTube video, for Christ's sake.) Yes, we need to optimize our account growth potential revenues.

We need to do these things against the ponies, Juda. Not for them. Against them. Against them, to the last of us, to our final breath, though it may cost us everything we hold dear and impact our credit ratings.

Juda, I need you to frame a strategy for us to make money telling people, in an engaging, eye-catching, non-threatening way, that if they do not listen to us right now then ponies will be dancing in their children's precious bodily fluids and viscera in a trice, like those awful people in the fountain at the start of the show where Matthew Perry gradually gained two hundred pounds and went mad.

Ponies spell our doom. Ponies never misspell it. Ponies are the cute, non-threateningly-ethnic, but somehow vaguely unsettling cherubic spelling-bee-winners who never falter, Juda, and the word they are spelling is apocalypse. We need to tell the people. All of them, even Belgians. We need to tell them, Juda, and we need to make money telling them so we can tell more of them, possibly with pop-up advertisements and auto-play videos that are very difficult to close because it is human nature to turn your eyes away from a weeping weal upon our collective soul if you possibly can without clicking madly for ten minutes and shouting obscene gerunds. I'm not talking about the band now because I would watch weeping weals upon them all day, obviously. In fact maybe that can be part of our advertising. "Ponies will kill your grandchildren. And it will be horrible, not like watching Collective Soul be trampled to death, like this. In fact quite the opposite. Do not conflate the two." That's a little wordy but I'm not in advertising, Juda, you are, and I rely upon your skills for the precise nomenclature.

I am most certainly not adverse to optimized monetization of strategic revenue initiatives, Juda, so if you can work this so we both fund our Pony Warning System and make some spending money, that would be most welcome. I have been investigating whether to buy one of those Amazon talking discs that you can yell at but am presently impecunious.

I remain, very faithfully yours,

Ken
www.popehat.com

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Marketing, Ponies, Spammers

Plus There's The Issue of Cultural Genocide of Ponies

February 24, 2016 by Ken White

Hello,

My name is Jason Parks, and I write for Adoption By Gentle Care, an adoption agency in Columbus, Ohio. I reached out to Popehat recently, but I haven't heard back, so I wanted to follow up with you.

I’m writing because I wanted to talk to you about contributing to your site. I’m sure you’re aware that your readers really like it when you talk about adoption. I’m pretty sure your readers will appreciate what I have to say, and my audience will flock to your site as well.

If that doesn’t work for you, no worries. I’m also working on other articles related to adoption and the adoption process.

Do any/all of those sound appealing to you? Let me know what you think works best, and then we can hammer out the other details. I look forward to hearing from you.

Thanks,

Jason Parks
MajestyDiamonds.com [emphasis added]

Dear Jason,

Thank you very much for your inquiry. We at Popehat are, indeed, interested in adoption issues, and recently our interests have become more, shall we say, focused.

Would we be able to request an article on a specific facet of adoption — a horse of a different color than the standard article, shall we say? Our needs are specific.

Very truly yours,

Ken
www.popehat.com

Ken,

That would be fine with us. What type of article would you be looking for?

Jason
AdoptionByGentleCare.com [emphasis added]

Dear Jason,

I am thrilled to hear it!

We at Popehat would like to see an article with muscular advocacy for a federal law banning adoption of ponies.

Americans think they have legitimate reasons to adopt ponies, Jason. Allow me to enumerate them: home defense; elimination of skunks, badgers, raccoon, gerbils, and other small pests; establishing swift dominance of local holiday parades; deterring neighborhood children from sneaking into the back yard and fondling Greek statuary suggestively; companionship for disfavored relatives; and tax purposes.

This is foolishness. Ponies sow turmoil and confusion, Jason. They are sent forth to take peace from the earth so that we should kill one another, and failing that, so that the ponies will kill us, possibly but not necessarily using our own high-end kitchen appliances. Americans who invite ponies into their homes will see their children's blood rain upon their Berber den carpets and cast-aside issues of New Yorker, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs when she is shaken by a mighty wind or a strong fat kid.

I am normally a libertarian, Jason, and believe in market solutions to national problems. But here the market has failed. I'm not just talking about the local market on the corner near the gas station that refuses to carry Diet Rite and has frankly totalitarian viewpoints regarding pants. I'm talking about the national market, the great unconscious 99-Cent-Store of the American soul, Jason. That market has not defied ponies. That market has put ponies on special, and has displayed them prominently on the checkout rack next to the gum of our besieged humanity and our weighty consciences in the form of magazine stories about Brad Pitt killing a Girl Scout with his bare hands.

Ponies make us forget, Jason. They make us forget our children. They make us forget our responsibilities. They make us forget our national honor. They make us forget whether our scam is using a diamond store or an adoption agency as a front. They make us forget ourselves.

Will you help us remember, Jason? Will you pen the savage, inexorable cry for the heart of America? Will you stand against the Pony Menace before they take away everything we have?

I remain very truly yours,

Ken

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Marketing, Ponies, Spammers

The Road To Popehat: Questionable Life Choices Edition

December 10, 2015 by Ken White

It's time for the Road to Popehat: the feature in which we check out the traffic logs, see what searches brought you here, and contemplate whether a Trump presidency would really make such a big a tonal difference.

This time: go home and sit down and think about your life.

does slander count when you're drunk OK sir I see I'm going to have to ask for a larger fee deposit on this one.

is defamation good or bad? Welllllll, it's good for business.

a judge called me an arsehole can i sue him Definitely. For slander. And possibly RICO. I'll wait here and watch.

the new wife said she wished i would just die, is that a threat I'm just spitballing here but have you tried not calling her the new wife?

what does it mean when your boss tells you that he could still investigate your wrong doing, does he usually end up looking into it? Okay. First I need you to calm down. Let's not speculate. Let's prepare for different possible outcomes and be ready to discuss developments. The important part is that you calm down and be patient.

if your boss says "he could still look into it" is he just making a threat or is he actually going to possibly look into it? Goddammit.

is it worth it to complain about a cop There are faster ways to get threatened and beaten, but hey, yeah, sure.

because every interaction that a man has with a woman these days can be construed as harassment should men wear body cameras Coming up on the Mark Levin show, right after this break!

do white people have a right to be offended when generalisations are made about them? Yes, white people have the same right — conferred by God and recognized in the Constitution — to be as unproductively sensitive as anyone else.

step 1: respond to the following: many men believe that their “wolf whistles” and “cat calls” are forms of innocent flirting. the textbook, however, suggests that when taken all together, they help to create of a hostile environment for women. using material from the text and techniques of sociological analysis, discuss the pros and cons of this perspective. be sure to respond to at least two of your peers. Okay, so you're not merely trying to get the internet to do your homework for you, you can't even be bothered to reframe the question into a rational search term? On a question like this? Are you planning a career of lying in a vat and selling your organs?

why are lawyers so glamorous I will answer you as soon as I finish sitting on a rock-hard bench next to a trembling meth addict for three hours waiting for a former DA who knew someone who knew the governor wander onto the bench and call my half-minute-long hearing.

popehat mediocre thugs Glamorous mediocre thugs, please.

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Road To Popehat

Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these monkeys

October 19, 2015 by Ken White

The latest in the conversations with kids series:

Elaina [8 years old]: Jesus! Give me a monkey!

Me: . . . . what?

Elaina: Oh. Jesus. Please give me a monkey.

Me: What are you talking about?

Elaina [with poorly concealed impatience]: I'm ASKING JESUS for a MONKEY, Daddy.

Me: Jesus is not a monkey-god. Why are you asking Jesus for a monkey?

Elaina [pointing]: That sign says to.

Me: Mercy. That sign says ask Jesus for mercy.

Elaina: What's mercy?

Me: Being merciful is like being kind and forgiving.

Elaina: It would be kind to give me a monkey.

Me: But it wouldn't be merciful to the monkey.

Elaina: YOU'RE A MONKEY

Me: See, this is exactly what I'm talking about.

Elaina [loudly and very atonally singing]: JEEEEEESUSSS, GIVE ME A MONNNNNNNKEY

Me: STOP YELLING AT JESUS

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Conversations With Kids, kids

In Re: Writ of Pony

September 4, 2015 by Ken White

Hello,

My name is Meggie. I am a writer and I have contributed to various blogs. I wanted to talk to you about contributing an article on your blog.

I’ve been working on a couple different articles that I think your audience would find enlightening. I’m curious to know which one you think might be a better fit:
Neighbor Lawsuits For Nuisance And The Fear Of Future Injury
California Real Estate Law: The Perpetual Lease

Whichever one you pick, I can have completed and ready to go in a timely fashion. Feel free to shoot me an email about either of these (or another topic altogether) and we can get the ball rolling.

Thanks for your time,

Sincerely,
Meggie Haneckow
Gtalk : meggie.haneckow

Hello,

This is a friendly follow up message in regards to my last email.

I have some good article's those will be best for your blog.

Let me know if i can send you for review.

Thanks
Meggie

My dear Ms. Haneckow,

I apologize for not responding to your previous email. I was fully engaged fortifying the southern portion of my property against certain threats raised by an eight-year-old neighbor's "birthday party."

Your inquiry intrigues me, and comes at an ideal time. Land use — and the limitations thereon imposed by civilized and prudent Americans — is a topic of increasing interest to our readers. The one about nuisance lawsuits particularly appeals — though the issues that concern me are, I fear, not adequately captured by such a gentle term.

Would it be possible to discuss a slight modification of focus — a sharpening, if you will — of the proposed article?

Very truly yours,

Ken White
www.popehat.com

Hi Ken

Thanks for the email.

I am happy that you have suggest your own topic.

I will get an article written on Land use — and the limitations thereon imposed by civilized and prudent Americans.. and I will share it with you once I complete it.

Please allow me 2-3 days for the same. Hope you don;t mind. :)

Thanks

Dear Meggie:

Wait! Stop! We haven't yet discussed the specifics!

I spoke only in the general, Meggie, to see if you might be open to exploring specifics — to see if you dared trod softly where rank peril capers.

Meggie, can you write about how land use jurisprudence can be employed to stand against the Pony Menace?

To date our feeble, milky courts have failed me, Meggie. When I come to them asking that they issue writs prohibiting the presence of ponies in our community, they scoff and demand that I produce "evidence." When I produce it — in heaps, in great drifts of paper, in reams, Meggie — the judges step closer to their bailiffs and say that I have not produced evidence of the nuisance caused by the specific pony I am complaining about.

This suicidal punctiliousness will spell our doom, Meggie. Specific evidence? Ludicrous! If I proposed to place a loaded handgun into the hands of a sweet young child, would you hem and haw and say "well, that particular handgun has not been proven to be dangerous." NO! You would snatch the handgun away and hustle the child off to some safe linen closet or attic space. Read Marcus Aurelius, Meggie. "This thing, what is it in itself, in its own constitution? What is its substance and material? And what its causal nature? And what is it doing in the world?" Ponies are in this world to rend, Meggie. They are in themselves death, and with them comes the substance and material of misery, and suffering, and hoofprints on the carpet.

So: your guest post, should you wish to write it, must address how we can establish binding precedent that ponies are an inherent nuisance, a self-evident dangerous condition that should not be permitted in any locale zoned for residential or light commercial use. Let them have the bleak high places and the grim deserts and the remote fastnesses. I suppose that a measure of patriotism would permit our brave military forces to continue their attempts to weaponize ponies, but let such efforts continue in forsaken bases like Area 51 and Baltimore.

Moreover, I must insist that your article address how just and proper prohibition on ponies may be expanded to cover what I term pony program related activities. Would we tolerate a television program that taught our children that it is a "hoot" or a "gas" to turn on the stove and press their pink little hands firmly upon the burner? No we would not. Not even on basic cable. So — with the menace of ponies a given, an acknowledged prime mover of woe — how do we permit their continued glorification? There are shows that celebrate ponies and portray them as trustworthy, entertaining, and sympathetic, Meggie. No, I was shocked as well. And there are pony toys. Toys, Meggie. Now, I could see the utility of a pony toy that abruptly snaps tiny jagged teeth onto the fingers of unwary children. Toys should teach a lesson, like that Operation game and lawn darts. But the only lesson these toys teach is to warmly embrace the utter destruction of our culture. What kind of toy is that? Would we allow the manufacture of a whimsical silky-haired Mr. My-The-Fluids-In-Jugs-Under-The-Sink-Taste-Delicious? Would we employ a notorious rapist to soothe our children with sweets? No. Ridiculous. Land use law must change, Meggie. It must change to acknowledge not just the menace of ponies, but the menace of the Pony Fifth Columnists and all of their accoutrements.

So. This is grim, I know. It is not the happy, carefree piece on land use regulation that you hoped to pen. Are you equal to it, Meggie? Are you the one to write the Anti-Pony Land-Use Modification Court-Instructions Despite Various Restraining Orders manifesto?

God go with you.

Ken
www.popehat.com

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Marketing, Ponies, Spammers

Let's Put Her Over The Top

August 29, 2015 by David Byron

Waayyyy over the top!

Attention, lovers of quirk: Alaskan songwriter Marian Call's current kickstarter campaign has managed to fund her forthcoming album, but she's still shy of a stretch goal. Her instrument (apart from voice) is keyboard, and yet she does not own one. Imagine having to cross the wintery wilderness to find an 88 in a moment of inspiration. Hunters, and blizzards, and bears– oh my!

She gives freely (all her music is streamable for zilch) and she asks for patronage so that she can keep on givin'. If you like her stuff, or want to see whether you'll like her next stuff, consider underwriting her art and reaping some of those generous kickstarter kickbacks!

Feat. photos by Brian Adams, Valette Keller, Craig Richmond, and Grace Virginia Kari, and illustrations/photos by Patrick Race

Feat. photos by Brian Adams, Valette Keller, Craig Richmond, and Grace Virginia Kari, and illustrations/photos by Patrick Race

Filed Under: Culture, Fun, Music Tagged With: music

Mad Max: Actually, It's About Ethics In Truck Driving

May 28, 2015 by Clark

(note: nearly zero spoilers. perhaps actually zero.)

The three genres of the Mad Max trilogy

The interesting thing about the original Mad Max trilogy is that each movie belongs to an entirely separate genre. Mad Max is a 1970s biker film, Road Warrior is a western, and Thunderdome is NFL half-time show. In world-building, yes, they're all post-apocalyptic films (except for the first, which is perhaps during the very early stages of a grinding apocalypse), but genre conventions and associations matter a heck of a lot: they give us a structure to fit the pieces in to and a set of expectations about what comes next.

The original Road Warrior is, it's almost universally agreed, the best of the three, and I think the reason is not just the incredible visceral car chases and wrecks and stunts, but the western format. Echoing perhaps not only Star Wars and a bunch of Sergio Leone spaghetti, but the best western ever (Kurosawa's Seven Samurai) , the plot plays out like this: the drifter encounters a populace in need, insists that he's no hero, reluctantly is converted to serving the cause, and then – ronin-like – drifts away when the moment of need is over.

As a side note, the original Road Warrior also delivers on the important but unspoken requirement of a good western: good cinematography that displays a vast panoramic landscape. The shots where Max is looking down at the refinery camp and the desert looks so huge and empty under the infinite sky is breath taking. Later there's a second shot that always makes me catch my breath: the leaders of the refinery camp are deliberating under a single electric light against a wide purple sky. The juxtaposition of the small bright spark of technology (the first electric light we see in the entire movie, and, I think, the only one) against vast world gone dark is stunning.

Thunderdome sucked (although, after a re-watch recently, not as much as I'd once thought – it's actually the second best movie in the trilogy, and if only a few things were changed could be a lot better) for a lot of reasons, and one of them is that it departed from the Western genre for a Hollywood-ized, big-budget, campy halftime show.

Anyway, I take us down memory lane not merely for the sake of nostalgia, but as a jumping off point to explain Fury Road. Because until you understand what genre the movie is, you can't understand the movie.

A Western Super-Hero Movie

Fury Road has many of Road Warrior's strengths: it is at least half a western, and it is jam-packed with dangerous automotive mayhem.

Crucially, it did not make the same mistake as Thunderdome: taking its huge budget and using it for camp. Or, rather there are a few bits that could be campy in other contexts, but because they're so overwhelmed by gasoline, metal, and anger, they don't register as camp: one moment they're a distant dot on the horizon, and the next they're gone, behind, never to be seen again.

So, how well does Fury Road do as a Western? It does decently, but not great. The drifter arrives in town, he accidentally hooks up with the people in need, and he reluctantly agrees to help them. And then, at the end, like a tumbleweed, he drifts on. It checks all the Western boxes, but it does so perfunctorily, without passion …and, on one occasion, without a lot of sense.

Oh, and about the unspoken rule of good westerns? Yes, the amazing shots of the desert are there – boy are they there. But you knew that already, from the trailers.

If I had to put my finger on the one thing that disappointed me about Fury Road it was that it had a bit of superhero genre mixed in. In watching Road Warrior one feels concern for the protagonists and fear over their prospects. The villains are just real enough – one thinks that, yes, two years after the nukes fell and the gas ran out, the most brutal of the biker gangs and the renegade cops could have come to exactly this. In the first third of Road Warrior we see Humongous and his gang murder, rape, and loot outriders from the refinery camp, so we know exactly what they're capable of. Later, when our hero and his charges venture out into the wasteland and into conflict with the villains we know how it might very well end: the vehicles caught, destroyed, captives pulled out, brutally raped, and then crossbow-bolted when they're of no more use.

In contrast to this level of realism, Fury Road turns the dial one more, to eleven, for that push over the cliff. It was an inspired choice, in a way: I'm glad I saw these insane war rigs, I'm glad I saw the gouts of flame, the grenades, the spiked cars, the white skinned lunatics leaping off of moving vehicles to their certain deaths, and more. I've never seen anything like it before, and it was glorious.

…but necessarily, if you're serving up an apple, you're not serving up an orange.

The scale, the craziness, the everything – all at once, in every direction – is shocking, and aweing, and wonderful. …but because it's so much, and so hyper-real, the movie slips away from being a Western and into being a superhero movie. These villains are not what real biker gangs and real cops could have evolved into in the wasteland: these are comic book crazies. In the real world, no one would actually build these vehicles. No one would actually do these things. No one would actually set up this tribe or this economy.

…and thus, because it's so much larger than life, it is not life. In Blade Runner, when Deckard misses his jump at the very end of the movie and is hanging twenty stories above hard pavement I gulp, because the idea of falling twenty stories is a real one. I can picture it. My heart hammers. My palms sweat.

In Fury Road, when Max is standing on top of a war rig hurtling through the desert I'm mostly curious as to what will explode next. There is not a moment of fear about the shear insanity of standing on top of a moving vehicle doing sixty over rough terrain. Think about that: if you're anything like me, just standing on top of the tanker would scare you to the point of needing new underwear. Yet in Fury Road none of it seems real. The violence was glorious and picturesque and insane…but not once was it scary. …because not once was it real.

Fury Road is a superhero movie.

Who is the superhero?

Fury Road is odd. Unlike the previous films in the franchise, there's not one hero, there are two. And, in fact, Charlize Theron's Imperator Furiosa is at the center of the plot, and at the center of the heart of the film. She drives the action, she drives the truck, she drives the plot. This is a bit odd, given that the movie is called "Mad Max: Fury Road" and not "Imperator Furiosa: Fury Road", but what are you going to do?

That said, Max gets a lot of the action, and even if it's not 51%, there's more than enough to go around.

MRA boycott because Fury Road is feminist propaganda

Someone, I think Roosh V, has announced that Fury Road is feminist propaganda and should be boycotted. There are three reasons that I can think to call a boycott.

First, to put economic pressure on someone. Given the size of the movie industry and the size of the MRA world, I can't imagine that anyone thinks that this might work.

Second, to keep out badthink (the SJW tactic of blockbots, etc.). Say what you will about the MRAs, but I don't think that this is their style.

Third, to create a conspicuous cost to being a member of community, thus serving as an initiation ritual of sorts, and binding the members of the community together.

It's gotta be number three, right?

< shrug >

Moving on:

So, is Fury Road a feminist movie?

I can see why the MRAs say so. It does seem to go out of its way to hit a few feminist tropes – I felt like I was reading bad lesbian science fiction from the 70s once or twice.

Clan of wizened "wise women"? check.

…who live a simpler, more peaceful life? check.

…and have peaceful flower-power hippie names ("Initiating Mother", "Vuvalini of the Many Mothers", "Clan Swaddle Dog", etc.)

…and carry a bag of seeds with them, a symbol of the nurturing protective womb? check.

Pro-forma enunciation that women are not property? check.

Kick-ass heroine, because girls can be just as tough as guys? check.

So, yes, there is a bit of feminism shoe-horned awkwardly into the movie. But it's more silly than objectionable. And, in fact, conservatives will find a lot to chuckle over: the maguffin on the entire chase is the group of young breedable women…and yet not once does anyone suggest that they do anything other than breed. No, a just society, it seems, will still have these women cranking out babies…just under (heh) the good guys, and not the Ugly Old Coot.

Yes, but is Fury Road a feminist movie?

No. Not unless "blowing immense quantities of shit up in a vast barren desert" is a new form of feminism I'm unfamiliar with (and if it is, I promise to give feminism another look-see – that'd be a promising development).

To the degree it's got any ideology, it's about ethics in truck driving: "people should not be slaves, nor should they live under corrupt all-powerful kleptocratic dictatorships".

That strikes me as pretty damned libertarian.

Should you see it?

Yes.

In the theater.

Now.

It's not the perfect movie. It's not even the perfect Mad Max movie. But it is a spectacle of the best kind, and there's no substitute for seeing it the way every western is meant to be seen: spread across a screen as huge as the desert itself.

Filed Under: Culture, Effluvia, Fun, Geekery, Movies

PONIES FOR THE PONY GOD

May 28, 2015 by Ken White

From: gemma@arialblack
Re: Fresh content for Popehat

Hi Ken

My name is Gemma and I work primarily as a freelance writer, I'm writing to you because I thought you might be interested in a contributed article for popehat.com?

Previous to starting my career as a freelancer I worked for many years in business and finance. When I became a mother, I decided to turn to writing to make a living and now pen articles on as many different topics as I can – from news and current affairs through to pieces on money matters.

I'd love to know if you'd be interested in a piece from me. This would come to you free of charge, and all I'd ask in return is that I'd be allowed to mention a partner as a resource within the text. If you're interested in this I'd love to hear back from you with ideas for topics I could write on. Otherwise I leave you with my best wishes

Kind regards
Gemma

Dear Gemma:

Thank you for your correspondence?

We at Popehat might well be interested in an article. Specifically we'd be interested in an article about certain security issues. If you think that your background qualifies you to write about security issues — about certain threats to our children, that you and I as parents must consider to do our jobs — I can elaborate.

Of course it's fine to mention your partner. We at Popehat unreservedly support marriage equality and are in favor of normalizing all relationships by mentioning them in writing.

Thanks,

Ken at Popehat

Hi Ken

I would certainly be interested in hearing your ideas and would be more than willing to put something together on what you suggest. Please do let me know what you had in mind

Kind regards
Gemma

Dear Gemma:

What I have in mind is nothing less than a comprehensive treatment of the greatest menace facing our race: ponies.

By race I mean the human race, of course. I'm not a racialist. Ponies are a threat to all ethnicities. Of course, some ethnicities are better able, because of circumstance, to repel the pony threat. Which ones is a matter of considerable debate. On the one hand white Americans enjoy superior wealth, agreeable climate, and the ability to be elected to our various legislatures without any apparent qualifications whatsoever. Arguably this makes us more equipped to deal with ponies through expensive security systems and various punitive zoning measures. Many whites would deny this truth; this phenomenon is known as Pony Privilege. But on the other hand, white Americans have become flabby, easily distracted, and generally unreliable with the sort of light antitank weapons that are most effective against closely-grouped clusters of ponies. I made my oldest child fire a LAW at a group of burros the other day — you know, for practice — and it knocked him right on his ass. What are they teaching our children in their physical education classes? The ponies aren't here to play dodgeball with us, Gemma.

I may have strayed somewhat from the point.

Yes. Back to your article. Listicles are very popular these days so to clickbait this motherfucker I'd like to see something along the lines of "The Ten Most Horrible Things That The Ponies Will Do To Your Children When That Day Comes. Number Seven Will Make You Soil Yourself And Curl Into A Stinking Ball." Then I'd like a series of ten cautionary tales, calculated to stir the complacent guts of America: Pilates classes disrupted. Facial hoofprints on children just before picture day. Great heaps of the dead making our electric vehicle charging stations almost inaccessible. HBO producers forced against their will to replace Peter Dinklage with a swaggering, abusive Shetland. Mere anarchy loosed upon the world. Blood-dimmed tides irretrievably staining my sustainable bamboo parquet meditation deck. And so on and so forth.

We need visuals that pop, Gemma, so if you and your partner could dress up as ponies, or people being hunted mercilessly by ponies past all hope and reason, that would be ideal.

I eagerly await your draft.

Very truly yours,

Ken at Popehat

Filed Under: Fun Tagged With: Marketing, Ponies, Spammers

Tumult At Oberlin In Wake Of Emotional Support Animal Companion Initiative

April 27, 2015 by Ken White

Oberlin, Ohio (AP): A new initiative calculated to promote healing and inclusiveness has instead led to controversy, legal threats, violence, and reported feelings of unsafeness on the campus of Oberlin College.

Oberlin administrators announced the Emotional Support Companion Animals Program for Everyone, affectionately known as "ESCAPE," last week to an eager student body. "This is a safe space," said Walter Green, the college's Executive Vice-President for Redress of Grievances. "And we choose to make it safer with the help of the nonhuman companions with whom we share Mother Earth."

"The nonhuman companions' choices will also be part of our community dialogue," he added.

With that, Oberlin launched an ambitious plan to supply each student and faculty member with an animal companion to support their emotional, spiritual, and socioeconomic needs, drawing from a large population PETA recently liberated from various forms of servitude across the midwest. Excited undergraduates lined up outside the Nifong Student Empowerment Cooperative, waiting their turn to choose and bond with a companion. "We needed this. We needed this to get through this year from hell," remarked Sophomore False Consciousness Studies major Lauren Haller, as her friends jazzhanded in an affirming manner.

Haller referred to a series of crises that have intruded upon the lifespaces of Oberlin students. In February a senior delayed three days before accepting public responsibility for using the term "girls." College administrators, citing federal privacy rules, declined to specify his punishment. In March, the campus roiled when a computer error resulted in several issues of GQ being stocked at the student convenience store, and the administration failed timely to respond to a Campus Justice Petition demanding changes to certain culturally normative elements of the engineering curriculum. More recently, a speech by extremist Christina Hoff Sommers caused widespread distress. Plans to pelt Ms. Sommers with rotten fruit was derailed when organizers learned that their organic produce supplier had once spoken in opposition to a $25 minimum wage, news that led to widespread tearful recriminations.

Unfortunately, ESCAPE has not provided the solace for which it was designed. Problems began the first day when Little Mister Derrida, a wolf hybrid companioned with popular Classism Professor Forrest Moore, savagely attacked senior Pietro Salvador's emotional support rabbit Che. "It's unreasonable, and in fact very offensive, to expect Little Mister Derrida to deny his nature in order to confirm to social expectations that make the majority comfortable," protested Professor Moore, who declines to classify his companion as either wolf or not-wolf. Salvador, who could not be reached for comment, reportedly informed his RA that he had not found the experience emotionally supportive.

There were other violent confrontations between companions of different backgrounds and life experiences throughout the week. Moreover, many students reported that their classmates had not offered the welcoming and accepting community that is the hallmark of Oberlin. Sophomore Henry Trask's attempt to bring his emotional support pig to a Comparative Religion class led to a largely unproductive and mostly screamed debate about the inherent tension between Trask's right to emotional support and his classmates' protected right against offense. Freshperson Darlene Oswalt filed a federal civil rights complaint when a professor asked her to take her raptor outside, saying that the college had attempted to "silence [the eagle's] own story." Moreover, students with sensory differences have reported hygiene anxieties. "The residence halls reek from feces and urine," said one student who asked to remain anonymous. "And this time not just that one graduate dorm."

Administrators rushed to address student concerns, but unsuccessfully. Room-to-room trigger warnings listing the types of companions therein proved impractical with an active and mobile student body and were condemned as "othering and stigmatizing" by some students. The school hired emergency crisis counselors, but discovered that the students' anxieties and conflicts merely relocated to the waiting areas of the counselors' offices. "I can't reach serenity without Dostoyevsky," said one student, referring to her emotional support chinchilla. "And Dostoyevsky can't be serene if there are, like, four coral snakes waiting there with those pretentious assholes from the theater department."

At press time, administrators were privately expressing grave concern. "I don't know what to do," said Green. "There's going to be a surge in calls for emotional support next week when those free speech fanatics from FIRE show up to talk. And this is Peak Triggering season in the economics and history departments. These students need to have someone unquestioning and uncritical reaffirm their feelings, and we thought animals fit that bill."

"They are being exposed to upsetting ideas every day," said Green. "What are we supposed to do, just tell them to deal?"

Filed Under: Culture, Fun Tagged With: Academia

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April 20, 2015 by Ken White

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