Don’t tell me they haven’t gotten to the classic feminine rape fantasy yet in your gender studies classes? Tsk tsk.

Touche, good sport

First time I have heard anyone use such complicated language to describe something so simple. I’d be impressed if you weren’t so impressed with yourself (and your lingo).

Simple for your knee-jerk liberal, Sex-In-The-City feminism. Which is why I gratuitously elaborated. Nothing to do with any kind of love affair with my own dry language, just a way to avoid responding to your ill-mannered question in the like.

Btw, I don’t really care what people decide to do with themselves, but other people read this blog too, and I beg you not to use the word “rape” so liberally or with the implication that it may actually be something positive.

Tru Dat. My ass is very hot.

Desidawg, that was freakin’ hilarious! You just scorched his ass! You’re proving yourself to be a worthy successor to the much-beloved and sorely missed SpoorLam- keep it up.

rajito I read that article and saw the mention of the “vaguely racist remark.” (I wonder if it was macaca?) Did you watch his video?

And according to a profile in the May ’02 issue of the Yale Rumpus (pgs. 12-13, see Craazy Prefrosh ) that detail his shenanigans before he was even a student at Yale, we can add a failure to be down with the brown to his list of transgressions!

He was going by Garber back then:

This reporter was lucky enough to host Aleksey Garber during Bulldog Days, that Bacchanalian mixer of pre- and post- frosh where the best of Yale – you know, the Purple Crayon, Sigma Nu, psych lectures – is paraded before the chosen few. The first thing Garber said to me was some sort of vaguely racist remark about the tennis coach at Columbia, where he claimed to be enrolled as a freshman, and a member of the tennis team. An hour later, he was still talking about the same thing, and I was still really not interested in hearing about how Rajeev Emany was unfairly given a higher place on the squad. But never mind one man’s lack of interest. Never mind that Garber is not listed in the Columbia directory, in the freshman facebook, or in the tennis team roster. Never mind that Bid Goswami, the Columbia tennis coach Rumpus contacted under somewhat Garberian pretenses, remarked, “He lies like a dog. I’ve never heard of him.” Garber’s got a story to tell.

stands up and applauds

exactly. perfectly said. He’s a crass, tacky, embarrassment to fellow Sri Lankans.

A country that’s unknown to most Americans, it would be great to direct attention to the Sri Lankan government’s corruption, the LTTE’ terrorist activity, tsunami aid, the archeological marvels, the distinct language, the country’s natural beauty, the beaches the mountains… but no. We get porn shops and this douchebag. fuck.

Thanks for the eye-rolli…I mean explanation. Btw: ‘What the hell’ doesn’t equal irritated but amused in this case. (I was raised in Alberta, people use ‘what the hell’ all the time without causing diplomatic fracas.) First time I have heard anyone use such complicated language to describe something so simple. I’d be impressed if you weren’t so impressed with yourself (and your lingo).

Frankly, I’ve let myself be culturally raped by hot Oppressors a few times myself. Try it sometime. Doesn’t make the sex any less good.