In this time of term papers I wanted to draw my patron deity, Bullshitticus, god of students and general last minute fudgery, sitting upon his Golden Futon, attended by the muses Caffeina and Thesaurae, whose powers of artificial energy and pretentious vocabulary can be invoked in case of the all-nighter.
I like to think he’s Dionysus’s second cousin or something.
Mandela himself was reticent to indulge in the myth-making that surrounded him:
"In real life we deal not with gods, but with ordinary humans like ourselves: men and women who are full of contradictions, who are stable and fickle, strong and weak, famous and infamous," he wrote in a letter to his wife, Winnie Madikizela-Mandela, from prison in 1979.
The Florida theater played the red-band trailer for Lars Von Trier’s Nymphomaniac instead of Disney’s ‘Frozen’ and the trailer finished playing before the projectionist could fix the problem. For those not aware the red-band trailer for Lars Von Trier’s ‘Nymphomaniac’ features a blow job and various other sex-acts. It’s about as raw as red-band trailers get.
Also, of course this happened in Florida.
I thought this was an Onion article when I first read the title