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BMW’s Certified Pre-Owned car ads have been running for some time now, but I’ve yet to tire (rimshot) from this actress’s performance, as the wife who believes her husband has been bait-and-switched into buying a new ride.

The fact that, in 1974, Barack Obama was 13 and living in Hawai’i means nothing to the time-stuttering, narrative-bending comedian in this absurd, high-larious short.

Freddy Lockhart’s BARACKin74 series imagines an alternate universe in which Obama is a rising, ambitious, yet somewhat naive and full-of-himself freshman at Occidental College in Los Angeles.

Captured in the faux, promotional video-style of schools at that time, mixing archival footage with his own impersonation of the senator, I have a hard time putting my finger on why I love Lockhart’s cerebral act. Dave Chappelle doesn’t, though. So, listen to Rick James, if that’s what it takes to get you to watch this.

Jean Nouvel is one of the most imaginative architects in the world, and the innovativeness of his vision has been rewarded with the 2008 Pritzker, considered the “Nobel Prize” of architecture.

But, in fact, is he hiding his true identity: Dr. Evil, of Austin Powers fame? Think about it: Have you noticed that you’ve never seen them together in the same room, at the same time?

Thanks to mirage.studio.7 blog for pointing this out.

Margaret Seltzer: Liar, yes; fraud, affirmative…but sex symbol?

As you’ve perhaps noticed, our little MEDIA ASSASSIN YouTube, “Margaret B. Jones / Seltzer’s Lie-All Gangsta Video—Exposed!”, which debuted exactly ten days ago, with an accompanying breakdown of the imaginary memoirist’s tall tales, became something of a sensation, returning the blog’s highest page view numbers to date.

Thank you, everyone.

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Come on: What more do you really need to know?  : )  Just click on it.

Hey, Pennsylvanians: I would never dream of telling you how to vote.

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As you can see, it’s nearly time for lunch in the Old West…or, rather, time for a brutal slaughter!

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Tee-hee. This week, The Huffington Post quoted a New York Times‘s article on the new Wall Street Journal parody, My Wall Street Journal. Apparently, it so angered Rupert Murdoch that someone from the company went throughout Los Angeles, buying up the entire stock of local newsstands.

Last Thursday, Alexander Laurence was working at one such stand in Los Angeles, chatting with a customer, David Metz, when, both of them say, a man in a shirt with a Journal logo asked if anyone had seen a paper that looked sort of like The Journal.

“This guy comes by all the time to bring promotional stuff for The Wall Street Journal — bags, coin trays, stickers,” Mr. Laurence said.

Sure enough, they found what he was looking for. “He grabbed them all, said, ‘I need to buy all of these,’ ” Mr. Laurence said. “He had been going around to different stands, buying them.”

The man paid with a corporate American Express card. “At first he’s saying they have to make a correction or it’s not supposed to be out yet,” Mr. Metz said. “But then he said these are not published by The Wall Street Journal.”

Perhaps what most outraged Murdoch, and what the Huffington Post reproduced but the Times didn’t, was this, above: A full-page, topless spread of conservative “#1 FOX News Fox” Ann Coulter, done painstakingly in stipple, per Journal stylee.

On one hand, though satire, it could be argued that the image refines the use of women’s bodies as a territory over which men do battle, often symbolically, and that this post is part of that.

On the other hand, if accurate, the picture of a sow-like Coulter raises serious questions about the veracity of her Young Americans for Freedom forum quote, in the hed, further proving that conservatives not only mangle the truth, but exaggerate the greatness of Americans, particularly when speaking to naive, impressionable audiences.

“How can I bittorrent this sweet ride?”: Shawn Fanning ponders a VW

I was watching TV yesterday when, out of nowhere, a commercial popped on, featuring, of all people, Shawn Fanning, above, creator of the contraband late ’90s file-sharing service, Napster.

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Against nature: Children of the Unicorn’s idea of a hybrid

When it comes to hard rock with a so-bad-it’s-funny edge, Spinal Tap‘s David St. Hubbins, Nigel Tufnel, and Derek Smalls clearly broke the mold years ago. Couplets like these, from “Hell Hole”…

I rode the jetstream, I hit the top
I’m eating steak and lobster tails
The sauna’s drafty, the pool’s too hot
The kitchen stinks of boiling snails

…reach a stupid-is-as-stupid-takes-itself-too-seriously level that is rarely exceeded in pop music.

But Children of the Unicorn—Phil Costello, Dave Hill, Patrick Quade, Joel Frost, and Szuf Daddy—may be closing in.

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