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Where do I find Bizarre magazine?
I'm talking about the british mag Bizarre, not the fashion mag. I use to buy that magazine at Tower Records all the time here in Dallas but they of course went out of business. I can't find the magazine anywhere, maybe I'm just not looking in the right places. Does anyone know what chain of stores sells this crazy magazine? I've been to Borders, Barnes & Noble, Hastings, and I can't remember where else. Please let me know. Thank you!!
p.s. yes i know i could subscribe but just wanted to know if it's sold in stores still.

Try Borders, or any big coffee bookstore, they should have it.

Which magazines in the UK let you submit reader reviews for bands?
I know that bizarre mag does, but there must be others.

My friend is a gig photographer and wants to start getting published in some larger magazines rather than just the local ones.

Any help would be much appreciated.

If your interested in his work look on his myspace.
www.myspace.com/landl_photography

Kerrang! used to. Not sure if they still do, though.

Calling all readers of Bizarre magazine (U.K. issue...only one, i think)?
What is written ON THE SPINE of issue 120? It is missing from my collection...example: on the spine of issue of Bizarre 119 there is a quote saying ''I felch wombats for Charlie Manson'' (makes sense if you read the mag...honestly!....cheers and have fun...and read Bizarre..it truly lives up to it's name....but the old issues are the best!!

and i have that copy missing too! I have everyone from 125 onwards but not 120. Good Luck. Try e mailing the mag. They are bizarre, but decent, folk!

Why is is ok for the government to put harsh laws on our freedoms and interests?
I was looking up some info on ferrdom of speech laws and i found this truetales.org/writings/breakingne…
this is hugely important to both people of alternative sexuality and those who believe in freedom of expression and human rights. There is currently a very real threat to the viewing of ‘extreme’ pornography in the UK. How many films or photographs do you possess in print or on your hard drive of people in bondage, being flogged or whipped, etc? If proposed government legislation goes through then you may be convicted, sent to prison for 3 years and put on the Sex Offenders Register – even if the images are acted and consensual.
Concerned? You should be! It is vital that we act NOW to stop this ridiculous legislation – it will be almost impossible once it is introduced to do anything about it and you may find that many of your favourite LiveJournal communities and adult websites are blocked. It may also mean the end of Bizarre mag

I can only really speak of the U.S. as the U.K. has a slightly different take on civil rights, but I'm sure that there is common ground.

In the U.S., there are the freedoms mentioned in the Constitution, specifically the first amendment, that include freedom of speech, religion, peaceful assembly, and the press. Pretty much the reasons for these freedoms are to allow for peaceful dissent of government policies and a guarantee that it would not be a crime to do so. It's not exactly freedom of expression or freedom to look at certain types of pictures.

However, part of the idea behind freedom is the ability to act as one wishes as long as it doesn't not infringe on the sensibilities of others. One might have the right to freedom of speech, but along with that should be th converse, which is the freedom to avoid it if we choose.

I think that the same can be said of morality. Some people have a sense of morality that tells them that pornography is a wrong that must be stamped out. The converse of this is simply the right to not be impressed onto with that mentality, assuming that it itself is not impressing back.

Obviously, we want to keep pictures of sexual activities away from where everybody would have little choice in seeing it. This would be a clear violation of the avoidance paradigm. But then the question becomes whether or not private viewing by willing persons (consenting adults) is a danger to society.

I do not believe so. Actually, I'll disagree that guy pornography should be prohibited because it "might" lead to criminal behavior, although it should be prohibited because guyren do not truly have the ability to consent. Given that extreme example, the normal stuff where the models/actors, producers, and viewers are all consenting adults is even less of an issue.

The onus of proof of society-threatening behaviour lies with those that contend that pornography is a moral wrong. I do not think that they can demonstrate a causal relationship. Thus, our freedoms should then include the right to view legitimately-produced material.

I suspect that is the government attempts to regulate this too far that there will be a significant backlash. Unlike the USA PATRIOT act, which places restrictions that I disagree with but still has claims of national benefit, there would be no valid reason for targeting what we choose to read and what we choose to view other than pandering for votes from what I perceive to be a minority in our country. I suspect that with the right argument, there would be enough citizens that would challenge such an assault on freedom of this type. At least I hope so and hope that most of us subscribe to the words of Voltaire, "I may disagree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it."

Hope that gives a proper answer to your question.

Bizarre dream....any help?
I am currently on 2 medications for high blood pressure and heart problems. 1 medication for anxiety/convulsions. (brought on by a previous set of medication for high blood pressure) Here's the problem. I've been having the most messed up dreams/nightmares. They all start normally. I run into people I've know all my life. Currently and people from 20+ years ago. During one dream, I ran into a woman I worked with 15 years ago, it was all "Hi how are you, boy you look great", we'd stand there for a bit then all of a sudden she reached into her purse and pulled out this huge .44 mag and said "Look, it's easy, do it like this" Then she smiles and blows her head off.
Needless to say, I snapped right awake. Then I had another one, I was sitting at a table having dinner with a bunch of people I knew, now and from 20 years ago. We are all just sitting around talking, then I looked at a guy I knew and all of a sudden he said "If that didn't work, try it like this",,then he pulled out the same .44, put it under his chin and blew his head off. I'm getting just a bit freaked out. I'm not suicidal, never even thought of it. Is this the medication I'm on doing this or what??? I shouldn't have to say this but I will, please keep the smart *** comments for open mike night ok?? I'm looking for some insight, not stupid remarks.

your dreams are side effects due to the medication you're taking. Ask your doctor for a different prescription if you feel they are becoming too bothersome. I take Zonegran, which is used for anxiety and convulsions and it works great for my light case of epilepsy. I hope this helped you. :)

How bizarre is this guy really guys and girl check this out?
There is this guy that works with my man and he is married to a younger wemon 27 yrs of age he is 39 but you'd swear he is her age, well he has admitted to my man he is a pervert, loves going to the mall to perve at females when they bend over etc..

ok we know some guys do that but then he admits to your gonna die!
Naming his guys after porn stars, he opened a mag at work and said to my man "you see her" and my man is like Yer he goes " I named my daughter after her" i was like ewww you disgusting pig? what does this mean really ?

then he opens another centrefold and goes" see her" and man mans like Yer "thats what my wife looks like naked" my husband was like "dude seriously thats your wife i dont wanna know" what are your thoughts?????? very interested to know

ewww.....
Ok, the checking out girls at the mall thing is kinda normal...

But when you got to the naming the guy after a porn star....what a SICKO!

And WHO would want someone to know what their wife looks like naked.

What a nasty perve

How bizarre is this guy really guys and girls check this out?
There is this guy that works with my man and he is married to a younger woman 27 yrs of age he is 39 but you'd swear he is her age, well he has admitted to my man he is a pervert, loves going to the mall to perv at females when they bend over etc..

ok we know some guys do that but then he admits to your gonna die!
Naming his guys after porn stars, he opened a mag at work and said to my man "you see her" and my man is like Yer he goes " I named my daughter after her" i was like ewww you disgusting pig? what does this mean really ?

then he opens another centerfold and goes" see her" and man mans like Yer "that's what my wife looks like naked" my husband was like "dude seriously that's your wife i dont wanna know" what are your thoughts?????? very interested to know

wtf

Bf bday present?
ive got a few ideas of what to get him already, but one of the things was a subscription to the magazine bizarre. he loves the mag and gets it every month...but do u think thatd be a lame bday present for a bf???

Aftershave

Giorgio Armani

He will think of YOU every morning

and every time he's going out

When you meet him, he will be wearing it for you

(The mag he probably enjoys buying for himself)

I want to try my question again...?
about vibrating belts... the ones that help you loose weight? Did you buy one? How did it work for you? Did you loose centimeters or inches off your targeted area?

I'm asking again, cuz no one answered it when I first asked. Here's why I'm asking:

I'm not thinking about buying one. (I'm healthy at 110 pounds, thank you.) But I saw a magazine article (From JJ, japanese fashion mag) reviewing different bizarre ways to loose weight from piercing ears to eating tomatoes at night to sitting in a chair that vibrates. Each girl did this for 2 weeks and didn't change any of their other habits.
The girl who used the vibrating chair only lost 1 pound but lost 3 cm off her hips. Another girl used both a self massaging technique followed by a personal rolling massager called the "Slim Cera". She lost 3.5 lbs and 4.5 cm off her waist.

What do you say for your vibrating belt if you've bought one?

i was thinking to buy it but i rather to go a true hands massage which is effectively in every part of the body...if i can not afford then i massage myself with a special cream depending of my desire body type.

Is this short story good?
I just asked this question but the story didn't paste all the way... lets see if does this time.
Is this good? And if you're going to say "No" please explain why so I know.
It didn't get accepted into the lit mag last year... why do you think?
thanks! :)

Dear Mr. McKay,

They say being in Iraq gets you thinking kind of crazy. But me, no. Me, I just wouldn’t look at those starving faces and hollowed eyes. The sorrowful stares from the mothers of brittle guyren, clutching their fragile bodies in their arms as they step over the piling bodies. So careful not to lend so much as a glance at the dead victims killed by their own country’s people. I’ve had paled teens stumble to me, screaming words of profanity. I didn’t know how to tell them that I was there to help them. The next day they’re just another victim of insurgents.
I didn’t see deep into this crisis, however. My selfish mind screamed for better food, a more comfortable mattress to sleep on and thicker windows to keep the dry land’s sand and bizarre insects out. I know it seems preposterous, but I did not see past my own problems. I didn’t realize how so very small they were compared to the suffering people we saw every day right in front of our eyes. I guess my own eyes just passed right over them. There were so many people around me but I felt… so lonely. This caused my selflessness to flee. Here I was, a soldier, serving his country, and I was grotesquely self-centered.
Then one day, on the 20th of November in 2007, I thought of Rebecca. And for reasons unbeknownst to me, I could not seem to get her out of my head that day. I just kept thinking of her smile, her eyes, the way she laughed at everything I said, even if it wasn’t the least bit funny.
That day we were out in a ghost town, me and four other guys when something caught my eye. A flash of light hair. A glimpse of bare feet disappearing behind a shack. I abandoned the others, my mind losing control of my body. My gun clicked in my hands as I ran, my lungs shoving against my ribcage. I was chasing after an impossible fantasy, I knew, but my feet kept pounding against the hard ground, my boots leaving distinct patterns along the road that ran behind me. I sprinted around the tiny, crumbling cottage and paused to take a breath. It was silent just then, the usual sound of urgent shouts and wailing guyren lost in the tumbleweeds of the abandoned area.
It was then I looked up. And I saw her. Her dark blond hair fell just below her shoulders, her warm brown eyes looking deep into mine with disappointment. Her lips were cracked, the front of her purple sweater stained black with blood. As she extended her hand out, I noticed the rips in her jeans, her bare feet. Her fingers grasped the empty air just feet from my face, her lips moving. No sound came from her mouth, but I clearly read her words.
The awed silence was broken by the shouts of my troop. Suddenly the four of them were by my side, sand rising in clouds after their stormy entrance. Just like that, I looked up and she was gone. No footprints, no trace of her ever standing just six feet away. There was another silence, a loud silence this time accompanied by the confused faces of my men, the narrowed eyes towards one another. At this moment I heard the laugh. The sound erupted through my brain, racking my skull. I was ready to check into the loony bin until I saw the reactions of the four men standing beside me. Their faces were curious, their eyebrows raised high onto their foreheads. They looked like four identical toy soldiers, hands wrapped around their guns so tightly their knuckles were white. My eyes caught a glimmer of light at my feet and I bent down. What I grasped up from the dirt was a phenomena my mind could barely handle. The gold chain slipped between my fingers, the small golden heart resting so serenely in the palm of my hand.
“Did you see a civilian?” Sgt. Carlson had questioned me, his voice breaking the silence and penetrating deep into my mesmerized thoughts.
“Yes.” I had answered, my thumb gliding over the letters graven into the locket’s surface. The men nodded, as if to confirm their commencement. Sgt. Carlson’s radio buzzed. As a muffled voice broke through the static, Sgt. Carlson nodded in understanding though none of us could ever quite decode the voice.
“Go ahead,” he had spoken into the radio, “We may have a civilian out here.” When he said this his eyes darted to mine, a blank expression written on his face. I figured it was a “you better be right” stare and straightened up so as to look confident in my sighting. Sgt. Carlson turned to us, his eyes passing strictly over our four faces.
“Okay, men, we’re going to find this civilian. The men will come back for us if we do find them. But if we don’t discover anything, men, we’re going to walk back to base. It’s only a quarter of a mile down from here. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”

I think that what you've written is definitely dramatic, descriptive, and emotional -- original, as well. Not knowing how the literary magazine which rejected it last year judges or selects contributions, it is difficult to know for certain their reasoning. If they receive a huge number of submissions, doubtlessly they'd have to be extremely critical in making their choices. Have you read the stories which were actually selected? You might compare them with yours for some clarification regarding the selection process. I have one observation which I can offer that might shed some light upon the conundrum: It may be that the judges believed that your story was too unrealistic; you were writing as a soldier deployed to Iraq, and they may have found your descriptions of the situation there too far removed from the actuality. There are grammatical inconsistencies and variations in tenses which occur in your writing, but since the story is actually a letter written by a soldier, he might well have made those, not being a professional writer. I am simply guessing, of course, but I do tend to think that the competition was just too steep; there were most likely so many qualified entries that some had to be eliminated despite being very good. Anyway, you can be proud of your story and your imagination!