Solidus Chuck D
Ah, Chuck D. Where would we be without you? For anyone unfamiliar with Chuck D, shame on you, but here's what Wikipedia has to say about him:

"Chuck D is an American rapper, author, and producer. He helped create politically and socially conscious rap music in the mid-1980s as the leader of the rap group Public Enemy. ranked him #9 on their list of the Top 50 MCs of Our Time, while The Source ranked him #12 on their list of the Top 50 Hip-Hop Lyricists of All Time."

Everyone up to speed? Good. So Chuck D created the #IGotTen campaign, which asks each person to help sign up 10 other people for health insurance before the March 31 deadline. A noble effort to be sure, and we salute Chuck D for trying to make things happen, but this is the image that accompanies the campaign:

So, in reality, Chuck D is asking each person to help sign up 10 other people for heath insurance. Now if this has anything to do with insurance against Heath Bars -- y'know, insurance for your teeth against that brutal concrete caramel on the inside -- then sign me up. If not, Chuck D, use some of that Public Enemy money and hire yourself a proofreader.

By Steve Boudreault

Solidus Editorial Solutions OED
So let's be clear right up front -- at Solidus, we fear no words. Words are our bread and butter, and whether the words are considered outdated, trendy, offensive, whatever, we still have respect for all of them. Because really, the people who use certain words are the ones who give those words power -- or in some cases, life -- so what is there to fear from the words themselves?

When Mark Twain wrote The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, he used the word "nigger." It's considered an offensive word, yes, but it's also part of an important and well-loved piece of American literature. Many of them, in fact. Before the first Red Sox game following the Boston Marathon bombings, David Ortiz said, "This is our fucking city and nobody is going to dictate our freedom. Stay strong." Now "fucking" is generally considered offensive, but it was spoken from a place of pride and passion, and truly, no other word would have conveyed what it conveyed.

So all of this is leading up to four words that the Oxford English Dictionary added to its lexicon this month. As I said, we fear no words, but these four are derived from quite possibly the last truly taboo word out there -- the so-called "c-word" -- so if you're offended by that particular word, you might want to sign off now. Otherwise, read on.

The new words are cunted, cunting, cuntish, and cunty.

What's interesting is that for a root word that still hasn't really found its way into common use -- even among the cursing proud -- it's certainly spawned a lot of variations. Remember, these words need to be used with some degree of frequency to show up on the OED's radar, so someone's using them.

With no definitions or context -- other than them being identified as adjectives -- it's pretty easy to discern what cuntish and cunty mean. But don't cunted and cunting sound like verbs? It's possible that cunting is used the same way fucking is, e.g., "He's a cunting idiot." But cunted as an adjective? Weird.

So there we are. The same word list that ushers "beatboxer" and "science fantasy" into this venerable dictionary brings those four as well. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

By Steve Boudreault

Solidus Horror
This has been floating around the interwebs for a little bit, so if you've already seen it, apologies. But if you haven't, be prepared to sleep with the light on tonight.

Over on reddit, someone posited the question, "What is the best horror story you can come up with in two sentences?" Now on the surface, two sentences doesn't sound like a lot, but the folks who wrote these maximized their limited space and came up with some that are creepy as shit. Have a look and see if you don't agree.

1. I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I thought it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again.

2. The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open.

3. Growing up with cats and dogs, I got used to the sounds of scratching at my door while I slept. Now that I live alone, it is much more unsettling.

4. In all of the time that I've lived alone in this house, I swear to God I've closed more doors than I've opened.

5. A girl heard her mom yell her name from downstairs, so she got up and started to head down. As she got to the stairs, her mom pulled her into her room and said "I heard that, too."

6. She asked why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn't.

7. My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder 2 years ago.

8. I awoke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling with a voice comforting my firstborn child. As I adjusted to a new position, my arm brushed against my wife, sleeping next to me.

9. I always thought my cat had a staring problem -- she always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, when I realized that she was always looking just behind me.

10. There's nothing like the laughter of a baby. Unless it's 1 a.m. and you're home alone.

11. I was having a pleasant dream when what sounded like hammering woke me. After that, I could barely hear the muffled sound of dirt covering the coffin over my own screams.

12. "I can't sleep," she whispered, crawling into bed with me. I woke up cold, clutching the dress she was buried in.

13. I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, "Daddy, check for monsters under my bed." I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, "Daddy, there's somebody on my bed."

14. You get home, tired after a long day's work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there.

15. I can't move, breathe, speak or hear and it's so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.

16. She went upstairs to check on her sleeping toddler. The window was open and the bed was empty.

17. Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.

18. My daughter won't stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesn't help.

19. After working a hard day, I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didn't know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.

20. There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.