The Mungiki are a retro politico-religious sect in Kenya who have spent the better part of the past decade trying to return their country to its old tribal ways by hacking apart rival tribe members with machetes and publicly stripping women who dress too sexy or wear pants. The Raelians are those nerds who believe we have to clone a person before our alien creators come back to Earth and keep convincing gullible news agencies that they're actually making some progress. Considering the gulf dividing their typical recruits (poor Kikuyu tribesmen and lonely science students), you would think the two would never even have a chance to consider having any sort of beef with each other, and up until this past week you would have been right.
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We had to take down that last Windy City Heat post because it crashed our server. The only way we can tell you about the greatest film of all time and its DVD debut is to dole it out in small doses. To get things started we’d like to present TV Carnage’s homage to WCH’s star Scary Perry. The folks over there couldn’t help but notice the only other idiot who thinks fedoras make you look cool is Thing from Fantastic Four.
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While the people who claim they're "looking out for" the handicapped seem perfectly happy consigning them to lives of endless boredom so long as they can trot them out every so often to inspire an auditorium of high schoolers and no one is making any funnies, there are a few truly enlightened souls who realize that what most folks in wheelchairs want to be doing is exactly what they were doing right before ending up in a wheelchair(and which probably led to it) . Adam Fotheringham's folks are thankfully of the latter type, having allowed their son to wheel himself away from the TV and back to the skatepark where he has turned his handicap into a special ability of near-cyborg proportions.
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Oops, we've been so consumed with daily goings on we almost forgot to tell you about being barked at by our favorite post-industrial ladyman Tuesday night. PTV3, the most recent version of Genesis P-Orridge's Psychic TV just finished up a five-night residency at Galapagos in Brooklyn. While we'd long ago sworn off having anything to do with that goth-ridden, overpriced "art space" we decided to cash in our cred chips for a glimpse at PTV's new material and Genesis's new set of hooters.
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