http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nice_guy_syndrome
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk:Nice_guy_syndrome
The talk page isn’t quite what it could be. I was hoping for a real dust-up between self-diagnosed “nice guys” and the women who hate them, but it’s pretty tame.
At least the first few words are correct: “folk psychology” about covers it.
hay guys lets make r own sciense @ home by puling it out of our ases lol
I was at Café Ruba tonight looking at the freaks. They have VH1 Classic on a big screen TV in there, and said network was playing old metal videos. I don’t think I’d ever seen Dio’s “The Last In Line” video and it was spectacularly bad.
I think the “worst video”, “worst hair in a hair metal band”, and “stupidest song” awards have to go to Boyz Are Gonna Rock by the Vinnie Vincent Invasion. Also Worst Makeup. Also Lamest Attempt To Be Badass.
someone else decided to make their problem into Six Apart’s problem:
http://q.queso.com/archives/001917
I propose that anyone who wants to start a “Computer Security Company” be forced to have one pinky hacked off. The first time they lie, cheat, or steal for “Security” reasons they lose the other one. We’ll progress from there.
The Two Subcultures Rule still holds. The ‘Vark passed on a community of Evangelical Christian Insane Clown Posse Fans and their associated Universal Life Church Congregation at MSN Groups.
Exceptionally strong minds may be able to confront the poetry.
I am a man of mystery, a man of secrets. I was born on the misty shores of North haverbrock. I learned the art of off shore fishing. I learned it well. Like the cat, I am a man of voloptutious delights. I enjoy a good book under a fire light or dancing in the full moon in my magical thong letting the powers of nature work their magic through me for I am merely a conduit. Is my story true? No, but it creates an interesting image. I do enjoy a good read though. Fantasy is, as you might imagine from my fanciful name, my balliwick. I like music of all kinds but in particular I do enjoy the mystical heavy metal musings of Dio and the magical offerings of Blind Guardian and their power metal ilk. Other than that there is not much more to say.
My favorite insane cult from the 1980s is the CHURCH UNIVERSAL AND TRIUMPHANT, led by Elizabeth Clare Prophet. Her books were in the weirdo section and I was always fascinated. There was something about St. Germain, and new Christian prophecies, and aliens, and everything.
Like everyone else they had a compound. Theirs was by Yellowstone and they stockpiled weapons waiting for the inevitable pseudo-Christian apocalyptic disaster.
Ms. Prophet had a unique preaching style, and fortunately a recording of one service at least survives. This is from my 20th birthday! Many of you will have heard one of these tracks (“invocation for Judgement”) because it’s an attack on rock music that lists a long series of popular bands in 1984 that must be destroyed, and are comically mispronounced (Cindy Looper, etc.).
Decree 12.10 is only for completists, as it’s basically 27:57 of deranged cattle auctioneer/martian hoedown/speaking in tongues. The others are great though. If you just get one, get #4, the Great Divine Rector’s Call. Please download rather than streaming, and mirror if you want to share.
So, you remember the guy who wiped out at 162 mph on PCH in Malibu in an ultra-rare Ferrari? Right. And he turned out to be a Swedish criminal and failed video game entrepreneur? Right. And now it turns out that the guy he was racing, another Swedish criminal, had a house full of illegal guns and was arrested for using a fake cop ID to avoid background checks? Right. And that the fake cop ID was from the San Gabriel Valley Transit Authority, who represent themselves as a Homeland Security police organization because they give rides to old people? Right.
Hey, guess what! These guys have ties to our own Orange County Sheriff! The guy who tried to cover up the gang rape of a 15 year old girl because his buddy’s son did it! The guy who additionally covered up the kid’s crimes during his trial! And, of course, the guy who hands out deputy badges and guns to all the boys in the back room so they can crank off shots at miscellaneous citizens at the golf course or over a parking space! Turns out one of those guns from one of those guys ended up in Big Steve Eriksson’s house, along with the other guns that, as a foreign national and a felon, he’s not allowed to have. Gosh. Mike Carona, what sleaze have you NOT been involved in this year?
Deputy’s Gun Is Latest Twist in Ferrari Crash
The weapon of an O.C. reserve officer is found in a raid at the home of the car’s alleged driver.
By Richard Winton and Christine Hanley
Times Staff Writers
April 26, 2006
Detectives are trying to figure out why a handgun belonging to a reserve deputy for the Orange County Sheriff’s Department was found at the Bel-Air mansion of the former European video game executive accused of crashing a rare Ferrari Enzo in Malibu in February.
Los Angeles County sheriff’s deputies confiscated the gun during a raid at the home of Bo Stefan Eriksson, who faces grand theft, embezzlement and DUI charges related to the accident.
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