Vu mes premiers Segway ce soir, sur St-Laurent. Les deux pauvres gars, un peu perdus on dirait, se faisaient bien écoeurer par les passant un peu éméchés… J’imagine que c’est une gracieuseté du Grand-Prix.

Entendu un show à l’Alizée où le chanteur incitait la foule à downloader sa musique tant qu’on pouvait, pour aider la relève à se faire connaître, et celle des artistes « avec des contrats de disque » aussi, pour les écoeurer. Pas trop suivi la deuxième partie de sa logique: et s’il se fait connaître et a un contrat de disque après? Mais le show était bon.

In the end, the Resistance was known for one thing – they simply would not participate. Not in the 24-hour economy, the 60-hour work week, the flag-waving parades, the media manias, the permanent fear, the cheers for the troops. And then there was their mark, of course. It crept into daily life, until it became a constant reminder that these really were bleak times. Until one day you no longer knew who was in control – the empire that was everywhere – or this invisible revolution.

Unbrand America flash manifesto

Apparently an Adbuster subsidiary. Large agenda too… I think I’ll wait for a cause that’s a bit more tightly focused, although I do appreciate the « let’s change the underlying mentality » approach to problem solving. I’m more a pro something than an anti everything person though.

[via Mefi and Algorythm]

I’m reading a new comic strip. Wapsi Square. As Memepool puts it:

Amanda is a motherly professional photographer who is convinced the intelligence of the world is dropping but still remains optimistic. Monica is the diminutive yet busty museum curator [she once released the Aztec god of alcohol] that has yet to realize how cute she is . Jaquline, Shelly, and Owen are the members of the punk band Fermented Banana and good friends of Monica and Amanda. » Don’t forget Darin the bartender and Dietzel the strangely intelligent dog. This is Wapsi Square.