Alyson Hannigan, my beloved Lily of How I Met Your Mother, filed a restraining order against a megacreep named John Hobbs. Hobbs, a 43 year-old resident of New Hampshire and recent mental hospital patient, has been threatning Ms. Hannigan online with charming messages of how he’d like to rape and kill her. The order would also protect her husband and children.
It’s interesting that the law is starting to take online threats as serious threats. Though there still needs to be a court date set for the judge to grant the order or not, I’m glad that it’s gotten to the point where police are stepping in. There’s freedom of speech and here’s hate speech and there’s threats, and I think there’s usually a pretty clear difference. Sometimes it gets out of hand when someone on Twitter writes something like, “Ugh OMG I hate Obama I hope he dies lol whatever YOLO” and gets a call from the FBI, but if doing that means that we can also protect people from actual assholes and murderers, it may be worth it.
What’s also sad about this is that he was in a treatment facility for something and obviously should still be there. He should definitely not have access to the Internet where he can post upsetting shit on the Alyson Hannigan Fan Page.
February 13, 2013 at 5:30 pm by Catherine St. Ives
In three of the best (YMMV) sitcoms on television—Happy Endings, How I Met Your Mother, and Up All Night—the character ensemble is supposed to be very “young” and “hip” and “with-it” when it comes to pop culture.
But sometimes lazy scriptwriting takes over, and the mere mention of a celebrity’s name is supposed to inspire raucous laughter.
Which celebrities are punchlines? Gwyneth Paltrow. Edward James Olmos. Ian Ziering. Basically, anyone you feel kind of weird about liking.
Oh, no, it isn’t all bad. In a way, the little namedrops do double-duty: they make the episodes feel very topical, but they also establish the characters as being credibly “real,” slightly snarky people.
The namedrops are great simile-shorthand, too: “They’re like Vaughn and Favreau in there”? I actually know exactly what that means.
And by the way? If the Stop Online Piracy Act passes, I will never be able to post a great video—like the one of Sean Bean dying repeatedly—ever again. I can’t live like that. Call your congressperson.
December 16, 2011 at 4:30 am by Jenn
For everyone who wished that the late 80s/early 90s never left us…here is a clip from last night’s “How I Met Your Mother.” It makes you long for the days of slap bracelets and biker shorts.