And you’ve had front row seats–and a free ride–the whole way.
But nothing is free forever, folks. Not even career-suicide. So you need to pitch in and help us see through our mission of making this world a little less comfortable for everyone, especially the satisfied-ites.
We’ve been on this career-suicide mission since our humble eXile beginnings in Russia, and we don’t know how to stop: Career-suiciding our way through the wonderful and frightening world of war-spotting with the “War Nerd” Gary Brecher; Running career-suicide missions against the Koch brothers and their libertarian organ-grinder monkeys long before anyone else even knew their names; testing out new innovative forms of Market-Based Invective® on human guinea pigs ranging from Dick Cheney lapdogs and neo-Confederate cross-chuckers to Daily Show Democrats and loathsome Hollywood liberals. (more…)
What is it with fashionistas and “white power” bullshit? First, there’s Gavin McInnes, whom the New York Times called a “white supremacist” back in 2003, at the peak of Gavin’s fame. Seems Gavin started an exciting new fashionista trend, because John Galliano, another fashionista who shares with Gavin McInnes a fondness for silly mustaches, just unveiled his “White Power Fashionista” line for the summer of 2011, emphasizing a hatred for Jews, and a love for the Guru of all white-power-fashionistas-with-silly-mustaches, good ol’ Adolph Hitler.
Here’s a video of Galliano outdoing Gavin at his own white-power fashionista game:
When the Kremlin shut The eXile down in 2008, it didn’t care if The eXile was satirical or not—satire is not a legal defense in Putin’s Russia. Here in the USA, satire does matter, which is why so many social media trolls upset by our America journalism have tried to claim that The eXile was not satirical, and therefore, our outrageous satirical writings should be judged and denounced as “non-fiction” “autobiographical” “memoirs” and the like.
They’re lying of course. But in case you’re not sure whom to believe, here’s a short list we compiled of those who described The eXile as it was intended:
“The eXile routinely criticized both the Kremlin and the West, using strong and irreverent language, according to local and international press reports. The paper was known for its political satire, which often tackled serious issues such as corruption, crime and poverty.”
Earlier this month, The eXiled’s John Dolan published an explosive account about his year in Iraq teaching at the American University in Sulaimani, the capital of the Kurdish-controlled region in the north of the country. The university, known by its acronym AUIS, turned out to be little more than a corrupt neocon feeding trough for Republican Party faithful, a multi-million-dollar sinkhole headed up by a notorious Reagan-era neocon named John Agresto. Earlier this summer, Agresto read a 5-year-old exile article written by Dr. Dolan that was critical of the Iraq war and the neocons who cheered it on—and Agresto summarily fired Dr. Dolan for it.
The firing and Dr. Dolan’s expose created a bit of a shitstorm in Sulaimani—we are reposting an interview that Dr. Dolan gave to a local blog run by students at the AUIS program: (more…)
Reader John M. sent us one of The eXile’s fabled “lost basement tapes”: our 1998 post-crisis Christmas charity song, “Send Them Crack” by “Bandit-Aid”: a giant fuck-you from all of us in Russia to the IMF, World Bank and all the corrupt “aid” donors who fucked Russia up so completely in the 1990s. Thanks John, we were pretty sure this song disappeared into the void, along with our memories of that era. For the uninitiated, you can now listen to an eXile classic number for the whole family. We put together a celebrity-studded Russian/expat crew to sing a charity song (roster and lyrics below) that’s a kind of love letter, circa 1998, from Russians/expats to America that says, “We’re really sorry that the USA’s capital city is so fucked up–here, here’s some crack, it’s on us, don’t mention it.” And to rub it in, we had the Russians sing “Send Them Crack” in intentionally mangled English–because that was our way of returning the thanks for all the stolen aid money in the 1990s. Below, we’re reprinting the lyrics along with the original press release that includes the cast of singers.
And now, behold the eXile’s 1998 Christmas Song! What a difference a decade makes, folks: O the irony!…
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The political establishment’s racist, authoritarian reaction to the 1992 LA riots—blaming broken black families, massing cops and troops, and Ron Paul’s advice to his family on how to kill black “animals” and get away with it…
Strange doings in Ivory Coast. Well, no, actually; what’s going on in Ivory Coast is perfectly standard West African procedure. The strange goings-on are in the way the UN has been handling things and the press has been reporting them.
One of the more interesting questions out of Libya is the tangled problem of who’s who, and who’s on who’s side. I’m starting to get some idea of who’s against Qaddafi—basically the young men, the East, and the tribes loyal to the king he booted out to take power.
Thaddeus Stevens: Weird-looking, huh? That’s because he was a real American. Extinct now. Looks like they’re starting to find the mass graves in Ivory Coast right on schedule, but I’m going to leave the hard war news for the five…
Grant: Never Got Over Junior High Friday nights I read Civil War books. I noticed a European said in the comments last week how sick he is of the US Civil War. Well, my hemispherically-challenged bud, you’re not going…