Being bad

 Yeah... I should have gotten the Character Assassination on Vimes up Friday night/early Saturday morning, but I'm suffering from a bad case of ennui. It will definitely be up by Monday, though. I can finish it, I just need to motivate myself to.

 Oh, a small announcement, on Wednesdays I'm going to do a new set of blogs called 'Character Trait of the Week'. If I can work out another set to do on Mondays I'll just have turned into Blue Peter, just angrier and without a huge break in the summer.

Anyway, toodles.

Haz

Humorous misrepresentation: Blair Waldorf

 Yesterday found me buying a copy of Glamour magazine due to the awesome freebie that came with it. Usually I wouldn't buy it, but a Benefit pencil for £2 is too good of a deal to pass up.

 But this isn't about make-up, it's about what I found as I looked through the magazine. Namely this:

 The humorous thing here is the fact this magazine article says that it's a healthy choice to copy the eating habits of Blair Waldorf from Gossip Girl.

Reed Richards

It is hard to put into words how much I despise Reed Richards, but it’s the point of this blog post so I’ll try my level best.

Where to start?

Well, apart from the fact I can’t even read the Wikipedia entry on the character without wishing he was real so I could punch him in his smug, elasticated face, I suppose it’s the complete lack of common sense. One of my major bugbears about him is the way in which he takes his best friend, girlfriend and girlfriend’s younger brother on an experimental star-ship into space just because the American government threatened to cut funding for the project. That’s the kind of total disregard for the safety of others you will hardly ever see in another character as it escalates within a single sentence. I mean, Batman may take teenage boys out onto the streets of Gotham to fight crime, but not because someone merely threatened to shoot his parents in front of him when he was eight. The man has standards.

What makes the entire situation even worse is that he knew damned well that the ship had not undertaken full safety testing and still took a sixteen year old boy out into space despite the (later completely vindicated) concerns Ben Grimm had about radiation.

Because God forbid Reed Richards doesn’t get his own way.