Taiwan’s New Media Animation videos are popular because they look like a cross between actual news and the “Tiny Fuppets”. They’ve also got a weird ability to cut to the truth by showing the situation they’re covering as ridiculous bullsh**, something most news organizations won’t do, even during things like “Weiner-gate”.

Their newest effort, about a lawsuit filed against a gay softball association for not allowing bisexual people into their league for not being “gay enough,” is a great example. You’d think a gay softball league would be big on inclusion and creating a gay-friendly softball league for well-meaning, like-minded people, rather than an actual “gay softball league.” Also, I thought women’s softball was already the gay softball league. Kidding, kidding.

But enjoy the video, because it says more about the situation than I ever could, especially during the part with the bisexual detector.

[H/T Off the Bench]

Apparently everyone is up in arms (and by everyone I mean one guy) over this David Whitley post on FanHouse. Whitley mentions an outing organized by a St. Louis-based non-profit group (to which he didn’t link…thanks, dick) that has asked to be featured on the “Kiss Cam,” and if you don’t know what the Kiss Cam is, just crawl back into your little hole in the sand. Winter’s coming!

But I wanted to make two points on this, or at least pretend to so that I have an excuse to post that awesome photoshop. First, kids are stupid. Sheltering them from what I would call “real life events” (profanity, sex, their parents getting gunned down behind a movie theatre) makes them more stupid. People like calling this a “normal childhood” or an “age of innocence.” Poppycock, I say. I would parade every gay sex act in front of your child if I could economically do so. Any “innocence” he has will be destroyed by the time he Googles “lemon party” anyway. [Editor's note: DO NOT GOOGLE 'LEMON PARTY' EVER.]

I remember going to baseball games as a kid–and even as a young adult, wanting to get on that stupid video board than anything. And then I realized that the world didn’t revolve around me, and that little dream of mine died a sad little death. I think that was three weeks ago. Maybe four weeks ago.

Secondly, the Kiss Cam needs to be destroyed, much like Doc Brown’s Delorian in Back To The Future III. I don’t want to see it at all. Gay. Straight. Bi. Sell. Banish the whole damn thing. “Hey, you’re on TV! Pretend you and your wife aren’t having a huge fight about when to have kids!” F*ck you, Kiss Cam. I will molest my life partner at a time of my own choosing, thank you very much. Just remember to show those clapping hands when something important happens in the game, because I’m too stupid to figure that out for myself.

And I hate to sound passive here, but gay people being deprived of the chance to wave to themselves and each other on the JumboTron isn’t discrimination. Just because people don’t pull out the good china for activist groups doesn’t mean that they are hated. And…let’s be honest, if it’s a group hellbent on TV face time, it’s an activist group. The gays have a raw deal in this country right now, but they can make out on the concourse like the rest of us. And I’ll stare at them with the same disdain that I would any other hetero couple. It doesn’t get any more equal than that.

We've hadone excruciating video today, a painful video with a song. Now it's time for a simply abhorrent audio track for any ladies out there still trying to get the best value for their sexual servitude. Well, Kickette digs up a parody song titled "Become a WAG," which advices the young, comely and loose of morals to embark on the high life of being a British soccer player's floozy. 

Basically do what all the girls on The Hills do, except in a way that will make famous guys attracted to you. The best way to do that? Be born with DNA that determines you will be hot later in life. So, there you go. Get on it.

I will say there needs to be a countervailing force to draw some of those, like Noemie Lenoir, away from WAGdome and onto, heh, my…WANGdom (comedy!).

Why do British soccer players' girlfriends get a term like that? What about for blogger's girls? They could be called DAGs. As in "Dag, yo, that girl is inflated!"