Myspace Photos: Which is worse?

November 13, 2006 | 0 Responses

This might surprise you, but I have a Myspace. I have two actually. One for this site and one for my solo project. Not long ago I had heard of some censorship issues concerning Myspace.

Another thing about Myspace is that they don’t want pornographic or offensive content. Occasionally some nude photos slip through for a short time, but the profile is usually deleted promptly. Now it seems Myspace has implemented some sort of image detection software that appears to be able to sense inappropriate content. I experienced it first hand with interesting results.

I found this delightfull little icon at this site and it really made me laugh. I used it as my profile icon for a few weeks and it bugged some people, but I think most people got the gist of it. A couple weeks later I received an email forward (please don’t send me these) that had a picture in it I found even funnier.

When I had uploaded the first icon, I hadn’t given much thought to its’ being subject to any content restrictions.

I tried uploading this picture about ten times before noticing the little red error message at the top of the page. It was something to the effect of “Please do not upload any inappropriate content”. A stir of emotions brawled inside me.

To my understanding, Myspace had looked at the photo and decided it didn’t want people to be able to see a young boy feeding a girl a banana. However, it had no problem with a photo promoting the idea that faggots belong at the back of the bus.

Although the second photo was somewhat sexually suggestive in nature. It was a completely innocent innuendo. No more explicit or inappropriate than the “twitterpated” (clearly the Disney word for HORNY) scenes in Bambi.

I would love to see somebody put this image scanning feature to the test with a range of mildly offensive to downright sickening photos. If anybody is game for this I would love to help document the experiment.

Well you’ve seen the photos. Tell me what you think is worse.
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Update: Dismembered in November

November 7, 2006 | 0 Responses

Welcome Form One to the line-up of the November 18th show. I got a little miscommunicated and didn’t realize they would be at the show, even though they were one of the first bands I talked to about it (im a dufas). I feel like a shit. Form One are one of my favorite North Bay bands too.
I added a photos section and put some photos of the last encounter with B.A. Johnston in it so check them out and get excited. Having seen now 90% of the acts on the bill.. I gotta’ say.. this show will blow your head off.
P.S. - Don’t forget to pick up a ticket at Pierini’s and save yourself some cashola.

How Saddam Hussein almost killed me too!

November 6, 2006 | 0 Responses

The best way to tell this story is to start from the beginning. Its Sunday afternoon. I’ve had too much coffee. I’m getting hungry. The news is on. I have a moustache. Now that I’ve set the scene for you, I can switch to past tense. So I went upstairs to get some cereal. So I’m still really big on cereal. Sue me for my Peter Pan complex. Anyways. The only box with a full bowls’ worth of cereal was the Lucky Charms (thats my story and I’m sticking to it). So I poured my self a bowl and went back downstairs. “Saddam Huissen was found guilty on all charges.” No suprise there. I happily continue munching stale marshmellowy cereal. “He was sentenced to hanging by the neck untill dead.” “You’re kidding!” I thought. They still do that? The reporter starts to highlight some of the things Saddam did that lead up to the reason he was sentenced today and I started to feel kind of depressed. Now the one great thing about Canadian news broadcasts is the comic relief when they cut back to the reporter wrapping up the story. Especially when you’re looking at a shot of mutilated corpses then snap over to an exceedingly cheerful and goofy looking guy in a brown trenchcoat. So I giggled a little at that. Not laughing really hard yet. But then they started airing reactions to the verdict and this whole group of people complaining that it was an unfair trail started to talk…. I started to laugh really hard for about a minute. You know those laughs where the hucking part doesn’t seem to end and it just gets weaker and weaker as you run out of breathe? Yeah that laugh. But you know how you have to suck in really hard after? Well I mentioned earlier my having a moustache… and I never really had one before. And I guess its really long and thick… and I guess there was a marshmellow stuck in there and… well.. So there I was choking… from one eye I could see Saddam bitching out the judge in their native language and with the other I could see that little fucking leprechaun. With his weird gay little smile and his whole chasing the rainbow motif. And all I’m thinking is.. I’m gonna’ die in front of a bowl of lucky charms. Why couldn’t I have had shreddies or mini-wheats or something. Then it hit me that most animated cereal mascots were pretty affeminate. “Count Chocula.” I thought. “That woulda’ been a cool way to go.” To be continued… ARE YOU IN SUSPENSE OR WHAT? Well you shouldn’t be… you can clearly see that I lived to write this post.

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