Dial B for Blog, once again drawing closer to its final issue, celebrates Goofus and Gallant.

Fair enough, though Gallant's hand appears to be slightly radioactive.



It seems unreasonable to hold Goofus responsible for this.



Gallant is a quisling. Only Goofus has revolutionary consciousness.

See also one of the best McSweeney's pieces ever, "Goofus, Gallant, Rashomon."

Alex, high-school teacher of Goofus:
Goofus had a top-notch bullshit detector. Most teenagers think they have one, but his was the real thing, and I'm one of the few teachers who can relate to it. I introduced him to Kerouac, Bukowski, Burroughs. He acted enthusiastic about writing a paper in which they interacted. But it turned out to be seven pages of ... well, I was one of the characters in the scene, which was extremely graphic and not what we agreed on.

Cell-phone jammers: threat or menace? I understand why these things have to be illegal, but there have been plenty of times I would have loved to have one (and I've been known to be a cell-phone chatterer myself).

“If anything characterizes the 21st century, it’s our inability to restrain ourselves for the benefit of other people,” said James Katz, director of the Center for Mobile Communication Studies at Rutgers University. “The cellphone talker thinks his rights go above that of people around him, and the jammer thinks his are the more important rights.”

No, no! The jammer is an altruist; she jams for the community.

And of course, there's always the Larry David option:



Via Steve. MetaFilter has more discussion.