Category Archives: kitties
Not that long ago, We Hunted the Mammoth reached a milestone of sorts. Someone here posted the 500,000th comment to this blog.
That’s a lot of comments. Even more amazing than the quantity of the comments is their quality — excepting, of course, those little turds dropped by passing trolls. I’m amazed and humbled by the awesome community that has grown up around this blog.
I couldn’t do this blog without the support of the commenters here, and the support of all of those who’ve stepped up to help this blog, with their time, their creativity, and, yes, with their donations.
Today marks the beginning of the First Quarter 2015 We Hunted the Mammoth Pledge Drive! Which is another way of saying “several days in which I beg you all for money.”
To repeat my simple pitch from my previous pledge drives: If you enjoy this blog, and can afford it, please click on the “donate” button below and send a few bucks my way. Or, if you’d prefer, a lot of bucks. You don’t need a PayPal account; credit cards are accepted, and there are other options as well. If you’re outside the US, PayPal will automatically convert your weird non-American money into American bucks.
Oh, and the PayPal page will say you’re donating to Man Boobz; don’t panic! That’s just the old name of the blog.
As always, your donations are all greatly appreciated, whatever size they are. They keep the cats in cat food, and enable me to keep this blog going, helping to compensate me for the considerable time and energy I put into it. And thanks to all of those who donate between pledge drives as well! Some of you are really going above and beyond, and it means a lot to me.
I also, it goes without saying, greatly appreciate all the non-monetary things you all do to support the blog, from contributing smart and funny comments, designing graphics, sending me tips on stuff to write about, sharing posts on Twitter and Facebook, moderating comments, and so on.
We Hunted the Mammoth has dramatically expanded its audience and influence over the past year, and I’m hoping this year can be even bigger. If current trends continue, this blog will rack up more than 10 million page views this year; I’d like to make that 15 million.
Right now I post (almost) every day, sometimes more than once in a day; I would like to post a consistent two posts a day, or more, this year.
I have plans for other initiatives this year, which I will spell out if and when I get closer to launching them.
I can’t do any of this without your help.
The cats, I’m sure, would thank you too, if they weren’t cats.
My 5 Favorite Overblown Pronouncements from the Return of Kings post “5 Things Wrong With Modern Music.”
I always enjoy it when weirdo ideological alarmists try to write about pop culture. There’s something that’s just so, well, adorable about someone spewing forth angry, pompus tirades, full of bluster and overwrought prose, on the alleged culture-destroying properties of, say, Miley Cyrus.
The recent Return of Kings post “5 Things Wrong With Modern Music” is a lovely example of this genre of criticism, even though one of its points, that modern pop music is too clinically perfect for its own good, and could use a few more rough edges, is actually pretty much on the mark. But even when what author G.W. Rees says is more or less correct, the way he says it is risible. Also, he’s wildly incorrect most of the time.
So without further ado, here are My 5 Favorite Overblown Pronouncements from the Return of Kings post “5 Things Wrong With Modern Music.”
Men’s Rights Activist: “I’m not into music by women, because I can’t identify with getting my period in a business meeting.”
So over on the Men’s Rights subreddit, a charming fellow with the charming name of FuckAllSJWs wants the world to know that
I’m not into music by women, because I can’t identify with getting my period in a business meeting, or sympathize with some waiflike chick strumming a guitar while singing weakly about her feelings.
Or one trying to use her tits to get airplay.
Thanks for your opinion! We are all better for having heard it.
Here’s Yoko Ono with a rebuttal:
Sorry no posts the last couple of days; offline stuff came up that I had to deal with. I should be able to resume my normal posting schedule today with a couple of new posts. In the meantime, here are some cats. (See more after the jump.)
Since my last couple of posts this Christmas eve were a little Christmas-ruiny, here are some cats who’ve come up with much more adorable ways to ruin Christmas. And here’s an open thread to discuss them and whatever else you want, regardless of whether you celebrate Christmas or not.
No trolls, no MRAs, no jerks. Email the mods if anyone gets drunk and sits in the eggnog.
Cat pics commence after the jump.
It’s Friday, and I sort of played hookey from the serious business of this blog. Sometimes, with this stuff, you’ve got to take a breather.
So, instead of the usual terrible quotes from terrible people here are some cats being cats.
Also, while I have you all here, a giant THANK YOU to everyone who has donated. And if you haven’t, the We Hunted the Mammoth Fourth Quarter Pledge Drive continues!
Donate using the button below; you don’t need a Paypal account, and Paypal can handle all sorts of non-US currency. Also, don’t worry that the PayPal page says Man Boobz. Thanks!
And now, without further ado, here are more kitties!
Since today is Thanksgiving — also known as Thursday, to those not in the US — I thought I would take a break from all the negativity and celebrate some of the true heroes of video gaming.
Make sure to scroll down all the way for a video of cats and dogs and lizards legitimately for real playing iPad games. Enjoy!
So on Halloween the dude in the pics above went out dressed as a … well, a Men’s Rights Activist, I guess, or maybe a GamerGater, or Redditor? Something along those lines. Whatever he was, he apparently won second prize in some sort of costume contest.
So yesterday I discovered a #GamerGate manifesto that started with these dramatic pronouncements:
We are Gamers.
We are alive.
And that was just the opener.