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September 26, 2008

morning howler

Via Joan Walsh at Salon, here’s a BoingBoing graphic that’s not to be missed. Seriously, I laughed so loud I startled my neighbors.

Here’s the relevant quote, from Sarah Palin’s interview with Katie Couric:

As Putin rears his head and comes into the airspace of the United States of America, where do they go? It's Alaska. It's just right over the border. It is from Alaska that we send those out to make sure that an eye is being kept on this very powerful nation, Russia, because they are right there, they are right next to our state.

Incidentally, has McCain lost his mind? Doing a grandstand play about postponing the debate and campaigning (though he continued to fundraise and his ads kept running) doesn’t make him look presidential, it makes him look like he’s desperate and flailing about for attention. John Stewart was hilarious last night. As usual.

September 22, 2008

begging your kind attention

I’m assuming everyone else got this same email.

It would be funny if it wasn’t a little too true.

September 19, 2008

two more must-reads :-)

Via Princess Sparklepony: although I am an avid reader of The New Yorker, their regular humor column, Shouts & Murmurs, is something I’m usually indifferent about (as opposed to their excellent cartoons). However, a recent edition is one of the funniest things I have read in weeks:

Explaining how she felt when John McCain offered her the Vice-Presidential spot, my Vice-Presidential candidate, Governor Sarah Palin, said something very profound: “I answered him ‘Yes’ because I have the confidence in that readiness and knowing that you can’t blink, you have to be wired in a way of being so committed to the mission, the mission that we’re on, reform of this country and victory in the war, you can’t blink. So I didn’t blink then even when asked to run as his running mate.”

Isn’t that so true? I know that many times, in my life, while living it, someone would come up and, because of I had good readiness, in terms of how I was wired, when they asked that—whatever they asked—I would just not blink, because, knowing that, if I did blink, or even wink, that is weakness, therefore you can’t, you just don’t. You could, but no—you aren’t.

That is just how I am.

Oh what the hell, I can’t resist quoting some more:

In summary: Because my candidate, unlike your winking/blinking Vice-Presidential candidate, who, though, yes, he did run as the running mate when the one asking him to run did ask him to run, which that I admire, one thing he did not do, with his bare hands or otherwise, is, did he ever kill a moose? No, but ours did. And I would. Please bring a moose to me, over by me, and down that moose will go, and, if I had a kid, I would take a picture of me showing my kid that dead moose, going, like, Uh, sweetie, no, he is not resting, he is dead, due to I shot him, and now I am going to eat him, and so are you, oh yes you are, which is responsible, as God put this moose here for us to shoot and eat and take a photo of, although I did not, at that time, know why God did, but in years to come, God’s will was revealed, which is: Hey, that is a cool photo for hunters about to vote to see, plus what an honor for that moose, to be on the Internet.

How does the moose feel about it? Who knows? Probably not great. But do you know what the difference is between a dead moose with lipstick on and a dead moose without lipstick?

Lipstick.

Think about it.

I have it on good authority that all of George Saunders’ (author of the above) work is well worth reading, and I intend to follow up on that.

Over the course of recent months, Salon’s globalization blog, How The World Works, has become indispensable reading in my personal universe. Andrew Leonard, the blog’s writer, has been especially on top of things during this financial crisis. He outdid himself yesterday:

To recap: Conservative Republicans are mad at Bush, a Republican presidential candidate is mad at Bush's choice for SEC chairman because he's insufficiently tough on Wall Street, but not mad enough to lambaste Bush himself. And the Republican SEC chairman is mad at his party's nominee for president.

Somewhere, a Democratic witch doctor who preached "Confusion to the enemy!" this morning is cackling, satisfied with a day's work well done.

But really, read the whole thing. And I highly recommend his blog for helping understand and celebrate this ever-more-connected world we live in.

September 12, 2008

bermuda triangle update

Just so you know (I’m sure you’ve been waiting with bated breath):

  • Left slipper: jammed under the bed with a bunch of shoes. Found it with the new flashlight I bought.
  • Smoofy: in the garage, apparently for two days. Mikey followed me out there as I was looking for packing materials, and as I told him how much I missed Smoofy, the missing one meowed from a hiding place in a hole in the sheetrock wall. After 15 minutes of calling and petting, he was back inside again, none the worse for wear.
  • Flashlight: stuffed in a crack in the living room sofa. What it was doing there, I have no idea.
  • Watch: still gone. I might have left it onstage at The Brick when we played there a couple weeks ago.

As for me, I’m mostly here, though my brain does disappear from time to time. Nothing new about that.

Some articles you just have to read (heh)

The McCain Palin Lies and the Neil Armstrong Principle by Paul Begala. Via Princess Sparkle Pony’s Photo Blog, the site that always makes me laugh.

If John McCain and Sarah Palin were to say the moon was made of green cheese, we can be certain that Barack Obama and Joe Biden would pounce on it, and point out it's actually made of rock. And you just know the headline in the paper the next day would read: "CANDIDATES CLASH ON LUNAR LANDSCAPE."

Why the Press Can’t Report the Campaign by Ezra Klein. There are some really important ideas in this post, brief as it is.

I think one aspect of the modern press that doesn't get enough attention -- either among folks in the media or folks critiquing it -- is the transition from the fundamental scarcity being information to information being in abundance and the fundamental scarcity being mediation….

[The press] fill this new role through the methods storytellers have always used to tell stories: the repetition of certain key themes and characters, which creates continuity between one day's events and the next and helps the audience understand which parts to pay attention to….

I think it's important that one of the central arguments the McCain campaign is making for Palin is a lie. I think that should be reported a lot, at least as often as the McCain campaign repeats it, and then if the McCain campaign doesn't stop repeating it, their lying should be emphasized a lot, because that's also important. On the level of first order principles, I know the press agrees with me, because they did this with John Kerry. The crucial problem in this discussion comes here: The press isn't allow to admit that they construct these narratives at all, and so can't transparently justify why they choose to use one and not another….

Pissed About Palin by Cintra Wilson (Salon.com requires you to watch a brief commercial before accessing their content). I loved this piece. But then, I am all but speechless that the GOP would pair such a frightening and inexperienced ideologue with a 73-year-old candidate. If words were swords, there’d be a lot of blood on the floor:

I confess, it was pretty riveting when John McCain trotted out Sarah Palin for the first time. Like many people, I thought, "Damn, a hyperconservative, fuckable, Type A, antiabortion, Christian Stepford wife in a 'sexy librarian' costume -- as a vice president? That's a brilliant stroke of horrifyingly cynical pandering to the Christian right. Karl Rove must be behind it."

Palin may have been a boost of political Viagra for the limp, bloodless GOP…. But ideologically, she is their hardcore pornographic centerfold spread, revealing the ugliest underside of Republican ambitions -- their insanely zealous and cynical drive to win power by any means necessary, even at the cost of actual leadership.

We’re all pretty sick of hearing about Sarah Palin at this point, and I apologize for adding even a little bit to the pile. But this is maddening: to make such an obvious move of political expediency to shore up the right wing of the party, and then to lie, lie, lie about what she’s done. I mean, you can argue that being a small town mayor or governor of the 47th most populous state is better preparation than being in the US Senate; it’s laughable, but you can argue it.

But to loudly maintain that she killed the Bridge to Nowhere and that she opposes government pork is a lie. It is demonstrably untrue. And the fact that they are willing to maintain that lie, to insist over and over that white is black, that day is night, confident that they can make the American people think it’s so as long as they keep shouting that it is, is really all the proof any of us should ever need that a McCain-Palin administration would be a continuation of what we’ve been through for the last eight years.

Maverick, my lily white ass.

September 07, 2008

bermuda triangle

I don’t know what the deal is—things have been disappearing right and left around here. I haven’t been able to find my watch or flashlight for a week now. Then Smoofy disappeared. I think what happened is he got locked out in the garage overnight. He was feral and severely traumatized as a kitten, and I’m afraid that being locked out freaked him out again (it happened once before, in cold weather). I haven’t seen him for two days, though this house is full of kitty-sized hiding places and if someone doesn’t want to be found, he won’t be. Finally, this morning, my left slipper disappeared. I know I was wearing both of them right before I went to bed, but it’s nowhere to be found. It would be easier to search if I could find my flashlight….

Anyway, I just mention this so if anything hap

September 06, 2008

not your usual biker bar

Another gig just popped up: Rockhill (or the Rockhills, whichever) will play for the Tour of Missouri professional cycling race on Monday, September 8. It’s outside, rain or shine, on the Plaza, near O’Dowd’s Irish Pub and California Pizza, if my sources are correct. We play three sets, corresponding to when different groups of cyclists arrive or leave: one around noon, one around 3 pm, and a final one around 5 pm. Should be fun!

I know the Rockhill page says Chuck Boyd is the drummer for the band, but he is moving to Newfoundland to be with his wife and daughter. I am playing gigs with them whenever I am available. Just so you know.

September 03, 2008

hp at cmf

This Saturday I’m playing with Hidden Pictures at the Crossroads Music Fest, which looks to be a pretty fun event. There are six venues, all in the thriving Crossroads art district in downtown KC. Not only is it always fun to play with Hidden Pictures, I’ll get to see some people I haven’t seen in a while, like Kasey Rausch & Friends and The Gaslights, and some bands I’ve been wanting to check out, like The Expassionates, The Afterparty (we’re playing with them at the Record Bar October 25, but I haven’t heard them yet), and the ACB’s. Event info is here, while a page of links to individual band websites is here.

Oh, we play from 5:00 to 6:15 (that’s what is listed, but we only know 10 songs as a band—maybe Richard and Michelle will play as a duo if we need a longer set). At the Czar Bar, 1531 Grand. You don’t even have to stay out late to see us!

quote of the day

“C’mon, let’s magnetize this motherfucker!”

It’s actually from last Sunday. I was engineering a session for Howard Iceberg with him, Tony and Rich from Pendergast (congrats on your recent Pitch award!), and Brendan (late of Rex Hobart and the Misery Boys). Rich turned out to be the guy who cracked the whip when everyone else spent too long joking and talking between takes.

I just like the sound of it, plus it works equally well for tape and hard drive recording. Incidentally, it was a fun session. We’d worked with all those guys individually before, but never as a group.

Update: Andrea of the Password-Protected Website [:-)] informs me that the line was actually from a Steve Earle album. So Rich was quoting, not making it up. We were talking about Steve Earle earlier, so it makes sense.

September 01, 2008

my future granddaughter is beautiful, yours is a social problem

Now that her unmarried 17-year-old daughter is pregnant, do you think Sara Palin will rethink her position that abstinence-only sex education is the only acceptable kind?

Yeah, I didn’t think so, either.