This Rolling Stone article about Michele Bachmann is excellent. It shows just how crazy and frightening the woman truly is.

An excerpt:

And don’t look her in the eyes; don’t let her smile at you. Michele Bachmann, when she turns her head toward the cameras and brandishes her pearls and her ageless, unblemished neckline and her perfect suburban orthodontics in an attempt to reassure the unbeliever of her non-threateningness, is one of the scariest sights in the entire American cultural tableau. She’s trying to look like June Cleaver, but she actually looks like the T2 skeleton posing for a passport photo. You will want to laugh, but don’t, because the secret of Bachmann’s success is that every time you laugh at her, she gets stronger.

Photo is the jump by(?) Marcus Estes. Found at The Lumberjack Special.
Webcomic is Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal, by Zach Weiner.

Welcoming our Robot Overlords just became a bit easier, as Swiss scientists have demonstrated that robots can evolve to become altruistic. Of course, there is no guarantee that said altruism will extend to their meat-sack-slaves, but we can always hope.

Photo is of Orson Welles. Taken in 1964 by Nicolas Tikhomiroff on the set of Chimes at Midnight. Found at Bloomsbury Auctions.
Webcomic is Diesel Sweeties, by R. Stevens.

Ladies, are you tired of unwanted attention from the gentlemen out there? Science has an answer: Make them smell your tears.

(The Splinter by Eric Stafford.)

Alright, ladies. So the gentleman in question has smelled your tears and is no longer interested. He makes a peace offering: a vibrator. Don’t take it! It could be a vibrator bomb!

Attention: One-armed flame-retardant Texan drummers! Somebody is looking for you.