Friday, December 31, 2004
Most offensive headline/quote of the week
From the Charlotte Observer on former football star Reggie White:
The quote:
Funny story. According to my sources, that quote was shortened, because Scott went on to say the following: "Reggie was like, what, 43? So in heaven's draft, you could say he came out early."
Ok. That last part was a joke.
"Reggie a 'lottery pick' in heaven's draft"
The quote:
Said Todd Scott, a Minnesota Vikings defensive back: "He was a lottery pick when it comes to being drafted into heaven."
Funny story. According to my sources, that quote was shortened, because Scott went on to say the following: "Reggie was like, what, 43? So in heaven's draft, you could say he came out early."
Ok. That last part was a joke.
Novak hearts Fifth Amendment
A nice summary article about Robert D. Novak, super-spy exposer, noted heckler vigilante; and one of those strong, silent types of men. Somehow believes he has not divulged the identity of the leaker, and yet is not the target of a criminal probe. And for a man who loves yelling about things he knows little about, he has remained surprisingly quiet on the matter. A minor point left out of the story that has been noted by others: While Novak now says he did not receive a planned leak, that directly contradicts what he told Newsday in 2003.
Spin, spin, spin.
Novak, in an interview, said his sources had come to him with the information. "I didn't dig it out, it was given to me," he said. "They thought it was significant, they gave me the name and I used it."
Spin, spin, spin.
Look, ma! no Torture!
And to think it only took a couple photos of naked Iraqis, a half-a-year of criticism, and the nomination of the memo author to Attorney General to prompt a change in our 'quaint' policy when it comes to torture. Now that's responsive government for you.
Also note pre-New Year's Eve, Friday double-barrel info dump.
Also note pre-New Year's Eve, Friday double-barrel info dump.
Thursday, December 30, 2004
Partying with the corpses
If you're caught in Thailand following a Tsunami and you're on holiday, well, what are you gonna do? On Headline News, German tourist Juergen something or other, says, party on:
"We're on vacation. What are you going to do?"
Cut to the doughy Kraut kicking the ball on a beach with his son. Priceless.
"We're on vacation. What are you going to do?"
Cut to the doughy Kraut kicking the ball on a beach with his son. Priceless.
Weirdos
So sometimes I find myself listening to the local froth-filled right-wing radio station here (WABC, 770-AM on your dial), just for kicks, and today the "Best of Laura Ingraham" was on.
After making whimsical fun of the way some black people talk: ('Ax' instead of "Ask" -- hilarious and original!), Laura takes a caller who says that every time he sees her on one of them "talking head" shows, he gets his two sons and sits them down in front of the TV and tells them that this, boy howdy, this is the kind of woman they should marry. Because? She's got "Good conservative values, is good-lookin' and is a dog fancier."
Those poor boys.
After making whimsical fun of the way some black people talk: ('Ax' instead of "Ask" -- hilarious and original!), Laura takes a caller who says that every time he sees her on one of them "talking head" shows, he gets his two sons and sits them down in front of the TV and tells them that this, boy howdy, this is the kind of woman they should marry. Because? She's got "Good conservative values, is good-lookin' and is a dog fancier."
Those poor boys.
Fight song change non-trend
So anyone who knows me also knows that I was a big band geek, and was probably the only person who knew all the words to my college's pathetic fight song. ("Our hearts are with you as we meet the foe"?)
So here comes this article today, clearly an outgrowth of earlier work the author had done on the subject, that somewhat falls flat on its promise of a trend that "some colleges are tweaking their fight songs." The only wholesale change to a fight song the author could find was at UC Berkeley, which completely re-wrote their song. The rest of the examples are ones where "man" or "men" is changed to "one" or something else. Not exactly earth-shattering. Also, when you use the term "anachronism" three times in one article, it's too much.
Then, the last third of the article is a review of some of the sillier lyrics. Take a look at this:
Texas A&M, original party school.
So here comes this article today, clearly an outgrowth of earlier work the author had done on the subject, that somewhat falls flat on its promise of a trend that "some colleges are tweaking their fight songs." The only wholesale change to a fight song the author could find was at UC Berkeley, which completely re-wrote their song. The rest of the examples are ones where "man" or "men" is changed to "one" or something else. Not exactly earth-shattering. Also, when you use the term "anachronism" three times in one article, it's too much.
Then, the last third of the article is a review of some of the sillier lyrics. Take a look at this:
Aggies, oh Aggies
We'll win this game or know the reason why
And when we win this game
We'll buy a keg of booze
And we'll drink to the Aggies
'Til we wobble in our shoes
Texas A&M, original party school.
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
What Egeland really said
Don't like to get your spin from the idiots? I transcribed the pertinent part of the UN press conference Monday -- the one with undersecretary Jan Egeland that got so many chuckleheads' panties in a bunch. See how offended you are after reading this.
Of course, this doesn't stop others from scoring hilariouis points on the lie that Egeland said that all Americans are stingy.
The Washington Times also adds this kicker:
They do not provide a quote for this claim. I listened to the entire 48-minute press conference. He does not ever mention that the United States gives .14 percent of its gross domestic product. Perhaps Mr. Sammon or someone else spoke to Mr. Egeland afterward? I'd be interested to know.
Q: When you were talking about donor countries that in a growing economy were giving less, were you prepared to name them?Now, you could argue that it was impolitic of the UN official to lecture the West, including the US, about its foreign assistance budget at a time of crisis. But you can't argue that it is a completely different point from criticizing the US for its aid for the disaster, which is exactly what the Washington Times headline wants you to believe ("U.N. official slams U.S. as 'stingy' over aid"), and that the body of the article "suggests"-- their weasel word -- just this fact. But read what Egeland is saying. He is using this as a forum for criticizing the entire West's overall foreign aid budgets. And he's right. Note that he's also saying that the non-politicians "want to give more."
A: Now, well, I’d rather say that it is remarkable that we have no country up to the one percent line of foreign assistance in general. And we have I think three Scandinavians that have exceeded -- and Holland -- the 0.7 line of gross national income for assistance. We were more generous when we were less rich, many of the rich countries. And it is beyond me why are we so stingy, really. And even in Christmastime should remind many western countries at least how rich we have become. And, actually, the foreign assistance of many countries now is 0.1 or 0.2 percent of the gross national income. I think that is stingy, really, I don’t think that is very generous.
And I have an additional point. Politicians do not understand their own populations. Because all the populations in the United States, in the European Union, in Norway, which is number one in the world, we want to give more, as voters, as taxpayers. People say we should give what we give now or more. Politicians and parliamentarians believe that they are really burdening the taxpayers too much, and the taxpayers want to give less. It’s not true. They want to give more.
Of course, this doesn't stop others from scoring hilariouis points on the lie that Egeland said that all Americans are stingy.
The Washington Times also adds this kicker:
Mr. Egeland complained that the United States gives only 0.14 percent of its gross domestic product to foreign development aid, compared with 0.92 percent given by his native Norway. In this category, Norway ranks first and the United States ranks last on a list of 22 industrialized nations compiled by the Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development.
They do not provide a quote for this claim. I listened to the entire 48-minute press conference. He does not ever mention that the United States gives .14 percent of its gross domestic product. Perhaps Mr. Sammon or someone else spoke to Mr. Egeland afterward? I'd be interested to know.
Bill Sammon is a disgrace
The Washington Times 'reporter' as Gadflyer so deliciously dissects, essentially created, out of whole cloth, the "UN hates on US aid" meme. It has been repeated, ad nauseum in the blogosphere and other media outlets. Sammon appeared on O'Reilly, the silliness was hashed out on CSPAN and NPR, and the whole thing has mushroomed into a gigantic non-story. All this despite the fact that, minor point, the UN official never specifically mentioned the US as "stingy" in aid to development.
But that doesn't stop our enterprising scribe.
In fact, he does a follow-up to his own fake reporting with this hilarious non-rowback:
And just who were they taken out of context by?
But that doesn't stop our enterprising scribe.
In fact, he does a follow-up to his own fake reporting with this hilarious non-rowback:
The White House was forgiving of Mr. Egeland's comments. Spokesman Trent Duffy
accepted at face value Mr. Egeland's explanation that his remarks had been misinterpreted. "I think some of those were taken out of context," Mr. Duffy said.
And just who were they taken out of context by?
There are no swing voters in Indonesia
Josh Marshall and Juan Cole have interesting posts on the distinctly American reaction of George W. Bush to the Tsunamiquake.
In a word? Zzzzz.
Choice excerpt from the Washington Post article:
There's just one thing to add to this. Fear of Clintonitis didn't stop W. from physically visiting Florida FOUR TIMES following hurricanes this fall, did it? There was empathy a-g0-go down there, from what I can tell.
In a word? Zzzzz.
Choice excerpt from the Washington Post article:
Earlier yesterday, White House spokesman Trent Duffy said the president was confident he could monitor events effectively without returning to Washington or making public statements in Crawford, where he spent part of the day clearing brush and bicycling. Explaining the about-face, a White House official said: "The president wanted to be fully briefed on our efforts. He didn't want to make a symbolic statement about 'We feel your pain.' "
Many Bush aides believe Clinton was too quick to head for the cameras to hold forth on tragedies with his trademark empathy.
There's just one thing to add to this. Fear of Clintonitis didn't stop W. from physically visiting Florida FOUR TIMES following hurricanes this fall, did it? There was empathy a-g0-go down there, from what I can tell.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
The football experts are dumbasses
Both Mark Maske and Gregg Easterbrook think it's a great idea to have Koy Detmer handing off to Reno Mahe and throwing to some guy that just walked off the street. What else can we conclude from these remarks?
Great idea! Hey if McNabb gets hurt giving his all in an utterly meaningless game, that's just the breaks!
No it's not. It's idiocy.
Maske: But plenty of coaches around the league say that the best approach in such a situation is to play all the players who are able to play, keep the team's mindset the same as it has been all season and just hope that no one gets hurt.
Easterbrook: Teams that have locked up their best possible finish, as Philadelphia had before Week 16, always face a dilemma in how to handle the end of the regular season. TMQ says play to win.
Great idea! Hey if McNabb gets hurt giving his all in an utterly meaningless game, that's just the breaks!
No it's not. It's idiocy.
NPR-MSNBC
And when did NPR start following the broadcast model of MSNBC? For the first 1/2 hour of All Things Considered, it was all Tsunamiquake, all-the-time. On the scene reporters, aid agencies, blah de blah. Trying to "imagine" the quake and devestation. Then, for the top second hour, they repeated their exact report from the first hour. Strange.
Meant as no disrespect to the dead, of course.
Meant as no disrespect to the dead, of course.
Conditioned to slack
Hey, it's that time of year. And, boy, it really is hard to work around this time, isn't it? I was discussing such things with the Blogowife yesterday. Think about it. Since the time you are a little, little child till oh, about 22 (or 18, depending), this week is devoted to couch-sitting, mall-cruising, beer-consuming and general sloth. Then, all of a sudden, you're supposed to work? Do things? Bah. I still haven't gotten used to it.
So, of course, I'm working on two massive articles, one of which is technically due Thursday (but which I convinced the editor to extend to next Tuesday) and another which was probably due next week but I'll have no chance to get done, considering the scope of the subject.
So forgive the lack of interesting posts. I'll try to extract myself from the funk shortly.
So, of course, I'm working on two massive articles, one of which is technically due Thursday (but which I convinced the editor to extend to next Tuesday) and another which was probably due next week but I'll have no chance to get done, considering the scope of the subject.
So forgive the lack of interesting posts. I'll try to extract myself from the funk shortly.
Saturday, December 25, 2004
Clinton is getting our troops killed, Part II
Before arguing that troop numbers don't really matter (after all, 530,000 troops didn't secure Vietnam, did they?), Victor Davis Hanson makes sure to cover all bases and posits that even if we don't have enough troops, it's somebody else's fault anyway. Sure to warm the hearts for Rumsfeld enthusiasts everywhere is this:
We must stop this Clinton now, before he strikes again. There's no telling what this madman could do.
Apparently, Mr. Davis's powers go beyond blaming our current mess on a President who left office nearly four years ago and have been extended to reading the thoughts of the dead.
In truth, the real troop problem transcends Iraq. Our shortages are caused by a military that was slashed after the Cold War and still hasn't properly recouped to meet the global demands of the war against Islamic fascism — resulting in rotation nightmares, National Guard emergencies, and stop-order controversies.
We must stop this Clinton now, before he strikes again. There's no telling what this madman could do.
Apparently, Mr. Davis's powers go beyond blaming our current mess on a President who left office nearly four years ago and have been extended to reading the thoughts of the dead.
A thousand brave Americans gave their lives in combat to ensure that the most wicked nation in the Middle East might soon be the best, and the odds are that those remarkable dead, not the columnists in New York, will be proven right — no thanks to post-facto harping from thousands of American academics and insiders in chorus with that continent of appeasement Europe.Note to Hanson and NRO editors: "Bremer," not "Bremmer."
Friday, December 24, 2004
Krauthammer is an idiot
He 'discovered' Bogart before he was cool?
He 'discovered' 'Sideways' before it was popular?
He 'discovered' plutonium before everyone got hip to it?
OK, that last one was made up. Still, a pretty sorry excuse for a column today.
He 'discovered' 'Sideways' before it was popular?
He 'discovered' plutonium before everyone got hip to it?
OK, that last one was made up. Still, a pretty sorry excuse for a column today.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Fast Check
Hate to be a scold, but if you're going to interview a blogger for publication in a big weekly newsmagazine, shouldn't you at least get right the date the blog first started publishing?
Hint: add 12 months to that date, and you're on to something.
Ana Marie Cox started writing as the Wonkette in January '03, delivering a gossipy, satirical blog on D.C. politics. Now she's working on her first novel. She dished with Richard Wolffe.
Hint: add 12 months to that date, and you're on to something.
Partly free, with a slight chance of despotism
Heard this on WNYC, and am still shaking my head that a well-meaning and apparently serious organization came up with such a goofy-sounding rating system.
Was Sarah Vowell consulted?
Russia's status fell from Partly Free to Not Free because of the flawed nature of the country's parliamentary elections in December 2003 and presidential elections in 2004, the further consolidation of state control of the media, and the imposition of official curbs on opposition political parties and groups. Russia's retreat from freedom marks a low point not registered since 1989, when the country was part of the Soviet Union.
Was Sarah Vowell consulted?
Most hilarious non-disclosure of identity ever
Here's how the New York Times chose to describe "Lynne Cheney," for an Op-Ed piece she wrote today:
Goodness. Aren't they, like, forgetting one very important piece of her resume?
Lynne Cheney, a fellow at the American Enterprise Institute, is the author of "When Washington Crossed the Delaware: A Wintertime Story for Young Patriots."
Goodness. Aren't they, like, forgetting one very important piece of her resume?
Monday, December 20, 2004
The football Gods are jerks
Everything you wanted to know about ankles
Pretty funny stuff from the Philly Daily News -- a Q & A with doctors speculating on the nature of Terrell Owens's ankle injury. Why am I having flashbacks to the Reagan prostate-o-rama?
David Sedaris did it better
President Bush, expert negotiator
God forbid we discuss an overhaul of Social Security:
Bush: "I'm not going to negotiate with myself. And I will negotiate at the appropriate time, with the law-writers."
On personal account question from Jim Angle: "I will try to explain without negotiating with myself."
What the hell does that mean? I don't have to explain myself?
Bush: "I'm not going to negotiate with myself. And I will negotiate at the appropriate time, with the law-writers."
On personal account question from Jim Angle: "I will try to explain without negotiating with myself."
What the hell does that mean? I don't have to explain myself?
Me and Vlad
In the press conference today, did anyone else take note of our President's first-name chumminess with our Stalin-in-training? And is it just a matter of time before we start hearing about his "good friend Muammar"?
Kurtz wrong on Guinier-NYT
Sometimes I don't understand Howard Kurtz. In a perfectly fine story (second item) lacertating news organizations for noting that Clinton appointee Lani Guinier had a "nanny problem" -- when no such problem existed, it was her legal writing that got her in hot water -- he does not do one thing: Find out how it started. Volokh did some work on this. Wouldn't that be easy enough to do? Run a Lexis-Nexis search with "nanny" and "Guinier" find the organization, call them up and ask them why they ran it? Hm.
So we at Blogoland did. The first mention we can find is an Associated Press story filed Dec. 10 -- the night of the Kerik disclosure -- by Terence Hunt.
And one last thing. Kurtz appears to be wrong in fingering the The New York Times as one of the Guinier nanny-floggers. A search of Lexis and the on-line archives all the way back to 1993 (when the appointment was deep-sixed) reveals no link to "nanny" and "Guinier." In fact, the most recent mention of Guinier I can find in the paper was on November 7. [Full disclosure: I'm a freelancer whose work frequently appears in the NYT]
So we at Blogoland did. The first mention we can find is an Associated Press story filed Dec. 10 -- the night of the Kerik disclosure -- by Terence Hunt.
Lani Guinier, a Clinton classmate at Yale University Law School, was the president's choice to head the Justice Department's civil rights division until it was learned that she had not paid taxes for a domestic worker.
And one last thing. Kurtz appears to be wrong in fingering the The New York Times as one of the Guinier nanny-floggers. A search of Lexis and the on-line archives all the way back to 1993 (when the appointment was deep-sixed) reveals no link to "nanny" and "Guinier." In fact, the most recent mention of Guinier I can find in the paper was on November 7. [Full disclosure: I'm a freelancer whose work frequently appears in the NYT]
Safire does it again
The incomparable and soon-to-retiring columnist has penned a beaut of a piece. Too kooky to summarize or even excerpt. It must be read in its entirety. Think tinfoil hat.
Sunday, December 19, 2004
A quasi-sympathetic portrayal of pedophiles
And we at Blogoland thought 'Happiness' was going to be the the only film ever with a Diddler Hero. Well, we were wrong.
We know some who will be ecstatic.
On Nov. 23, the 3:30 p.m. marketing meeting of Newmarket Films was devoted to the selling strategy for a movie called ''The Woodsman.'' The film, which opens in New York on Dec. 24, stars Kevin Bacon as a pedophile who has just been released from jail. While all kinds of mental illness and acts of extreme violence can be intriguing to audiences, the story of a deeply flawed but sympathetic man who is attracted to very young girls does not lend itself to the sort of film, however worthy, that any studio would be likely to finance or distribute, especially at Christmas.
We know some who will be ecstatic.
Fed up with NYC
Have you ever reached that point when you've just had it with a city? I'm reaching that with Gotham, even though I live just outside it. Yesterday I slogged through an hour and a half of traffic to go approximately 10 miles, parked for about an hour, did some printing and then left the city. The total? $71. That's $6 for going through the Holland Tunnel and $65 for an expired meter that, at 10 minutes per quarter is easily the worst bang for your buck you can find. Why don't they just come clean and charge by the second?
Public Service portion of the blog: Did you know that if you park at a broken meter, you're allowed to park there for free, but for only one hour? (or you'll get ticketed)
Public Service portion of the blog: Did you know that if you park at a broken meter, you're allowed to park there for free, but for only one hour? (or you'll get ticketed)
At a broken meter parking is allowed only up to one hour (60 minutes). Where a meter is missing, parking is still allowed for the maximum time on the posted sign. (An hour for a 1-hour meter, 2 hours for a 2-hour meter, etc.). If all the meters are broken the driver shall follow the rules pertaining to broken or missing regular street meters as stated here.
See? It's not a total raping.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
Wayne Newton: Iraq truth not getting out
Danke Schoen, just back from a grueling fact-finding mission in Mesopotamia, tells Tony Snow on Fox News that the "sensationalistic" media are just not telling the heart-warming story of school rebuildings, hospital paintings and satellite dish installation that's going on in the 51st state. He's also hawking some Pentagon-inspired propaganda website called "America Supports You" which is not quite as catchy as the Donald's much more inspiring "Support the War, Not the Troops."
On a side note, a fashion tip for Wayne: Shoe black is not the best hair-dye product.
On a side note, a fashion tip for Wayne: Shoe black is not the best hair-dye product.
Armor lack Clinton's fault!
Finally, someone with the guts to come out and say it. God bless you, Sen. Inhofe, Super-Patriot.
"Eight years of Bill Clinton decimated the military to almost half of what it was in 1990."
Right on. Now how can we pin Social Security privatization on Hillary?
"Eight years of Bill Clinton decimated the military to almost half of what it was in 1990."
Right on. Now how can we pin Social Security privatization on Hillary?
Eco non-terrorism
Fascinating story in Maryland about eco-terrorists setting ablaze dozens of homes on a development encroaching on the wilder- Wait. What? What was that? That story's crap? The guy who set it was a disgruntled employee? Oh well, it was fun while it lasted, wasn't it guys? At least everyone knows a lot more about magnolia bogs now.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Urban grit at only $3,000 a month!
Via Matthew Yglesias, a musing on his neighborhood led him to comment on the Ellington Apartments [skip the annoying intro], a modest U Street loft which apparently offers that urban flavor you've been looking for, with 2BR starting at only $3,050 per month! And that's not even the best part of it. Look at what the good people at the Ellington have to say about their like totally gritty neighborhood.
Someone went to the J. Peterman-by-way-of-Seinfeld School of writing copy.
There’s a weight in the rhythm of the living on U. Pulsing beats through open doors of city streets. Jazz. Hip Hop. R&B. Blues. Uniting in Community. Sharing an affinity for evenings spent savoring food, music, life. Nights alive in the lure of U.
When the sun rises, city sidewalks revive once more. Cafes filling. Cups of coffee brimming.
Someone went to the J. Peterman-by-way-of-Seinfeld School of writing copy.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Building $tadiums
From a news perspective, the baseball struggle story coming out of our nation's capital has been fascinating.
Deals, betrayals, gentrification politics, mayoral aspirations, the whole damn thing has been a grand drama, but I'm very interested in the way the Washington Post has been playing this -- mainly that D.C. was really stupid not to agree to wholly fund the building of a stadium all by itself, and, of course, that the demon in scotching the deal was a councilwoman named Linda Cropp. Here's the inemitable, hyperventilating Thomas Boswell:
Well, who says? These columnists keep talking about how MLB must feel really bad because, geez, a "deal," capital "D" had been in place, and now don't they look stupid? Sure, but the city isn't run by a despot (at least not yet) and the laws say that the council has a say-so, too. And perhaps it isn't such a great idea for the District to foot the entire bill, raise taxes, play funny with numbers and give free money to millionares while the schools are disintegrating and drugs and shootings and crime are just as bad as ever, despite this so-called "renaissance." Maybe she has a conscience, no?
Deals, betrayals, gentrification politics, mayoral aspirations, the whole damn thing has been a grand drama, but I'm very interested in the way the Washington Post has been playing this -- mainly that D.C. was really stupid not to agree to wholly fund the building of a stadium all by itself, and, of course, that the demon in scotching the deal was a councilwoman named Linda Cropp. Here's the inemitable, hyperventilating Thomas Boswell:
The Nationals are gone. That didn't take long, did it? Save those hats with the tilted 'W' on the front. They'll be collectors' items before the week is over. Only a miracle could save Washington's deal with baseball now. Cropp killed it. Whether she did it out of civic conscience, as she claims, or pique, or political aspiration or simply -- and this is a possibility -- a general ignorance of the waters in which she was swimming, is a question for the future.
Well, who says? These columnists keep talking about how MLB must feel really bad because, geez, a "deal," capital "D" had been in place, and now don't they look stupid? Sure, but the city isn't run by a despot (at least not yet) and the laws say that the council has a say-so, too. And perhaps it isn't such a great idea for the District to foot the entire bill, raise taxes, play funny with numbers and give free money to millionares while the schools are disintegrating and drugs and shootings and crime are just as bad as ever, despite this so-called "renaissance." Maybe she has a conscience, no?
Rush, we apologize
Earlier, we at Blogoland spoke of the HawkGawker story as one that would cause the Limbaughs of the world to giggle themselves blue over. Well, how very, very wrong we were. Rush, bane of the spotted owl, lover of clear-cutting and believer that trees pollute our environment, is outraged over the eviction!
To wit:
Mr. Limbaugh, your Friends of the Earth membership packet is already in the mail.
To wit:
“It’s sort of a sad story."
"These hawks weren’t bothering anybody, and these people in the building loved them. "
"There’s another reason they were liked is because they killed pigeons."
"I feel sorry for these birds. The birds weren’t doing anything to anybody."
“You gotta credit these hawks. People think birds live in trees. Like the spotted owl needed virgin old growth, or pristine -- whatever it was -- trees. But here you had a couple hawks living basically on concrete. Adaptive birds. And they’ve just been shafted. No more nest.”
Mr. Limbaugh, your Friends of the Earth membership packet is already in the mail.
Our slide toward banana republicanism
The Washington Post has a fantastic story on voting irregularities, fraud and abuse in Ohio. OK, we know, not another one of these. But before you yawn over another vote-problem story, check this out. The article concludes that thousands of votes may have been lost or even switched from Kerry to Bush, that this mostly happened in Democratic-leaning districts, and there is the hint that this was a coordinated effort. Here are some choice lines from the story:
And look at this provisional ballot horror story:
The upshot? Tens of thousands of votes were lost, but not enough to tip the election. Make you feel better? Such skulduggery was not relegated to Ohio. Here in New Jersey, they tried out these new electronic machines, and at my local polling place in Jersey City, lines snaked out the door into the street all day. Though all polling places were supposed to close at 8 p.m., mine stayed open until 10 to accomodate all those who had been waiting before 8.
On top of this, the county noticed a large amount of "undercounts" -- about 5,000 -- essentially people who had signed the book, gotten a number, and somehow never got their vote recorded. Here's what the county clerk said on a local radio program in November. He's talking first about the old pull-lever machines.
In other words, large amounts of people probably walked in, cast their vote, but did not hit the final "Cast Vote" button, walked out, and never had their vote recorded. And no one could do a thing about it. To top this off, the county misplaced 14 cartridges that contained the recordings of the votes (they were later found in the machines).
In northeastern Ohio, in the fading industrial city of Youngstown, Jeanne White, a veteran voter and manager at the Buckeye Review, an African American newspaper, stepped into the booth, pushed the button for Kerry -- and watched her vote jump to the Bush column. "I saw what happened; I started screaming: 'They're cheating again and they're starting early!' "
It was not her imagination. Twenty-five machines in Youngstown experienced what election officials called "calibration problems." "It happens every election," said
Thomas McCabe, deputy director of elections for Mahoning County, which includes
Youngstown. "It's something we have to live with, and we can fix it."
And look at this provisional ballot horror story:
As expected, there were more provisional ballots, and officials disqualified about 23 percent. In Hamilton County, which encompasses Cincinnati and its Ohio suburbs, 1,110 provisional ballots got tossed out because people voted in the wrong precinct. In about 40 percent of those cases, voters found the right polling place -- which contained multiple precincts -- but workers directed them to the wrong table.
The upshot? Tens of thousands of votes were lost, but not enough to tip the election. Make you feel better? Such skulduggery was not relegated to Ohio. Here in New Jersey, they tried out these new electronic machines, and at my local polling place in Jersey City, lines snaked out the door into the street all day. Though all polling places were supposed to close at 8 p.m., mine stayed open until 10 to accomodate all those who had been waiting before 8.
On top of this, the county noticed a large amount of "undercounts" -- about 5,000 -- essentially people who had signed the book, gotten a number, and somehow never got their vote recorded. Here's what the county clerk said on a local radio program in November. He's talking first about the old pull-lever machines.
People knew when their vote was registered, because they would have to pull that lever, and when they pulled that lever, the curtain behind them opened. Now, the curtains are not connected to the cast vote button, so you can just walk in and out of the booth. All you do is when you hit the cast vote button a little bell is supposed to sound. And I said that’s what’s going to be the major problem.”
In other words, large amounts of people probably walked in, cast their vote, but did not hit the final "Cast Vote" button, walked out, and never had their vote recorded. And no one could do a thing about it. To top this off, the county misplaced 14 cartridges that contained the recordings of the votes (they were later found in the machines).
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Baking cookies
Sorry so few posts today. I really was baking cookies though. Little shortbread sand tarts. Mmm.
Ah well, A month-plus into marriage, and I have become what I feared most.
Ah well, A month-plus into marriage, and I have become what I feared most.
Unabashed Pale Male update
Still can't get enough of that lovable itinerant pigeon eviscerator? Well, the local PBS station is going to be showing that documentary you've heard so much about, tonight at 8 p.m. Set your Tivos.
UPDATE update: Not bad, but couldn't we have done with a little less of these types of comments?
"Pale male was such a good dad. When I was young, I didn’t get affection like that.” -- one of the legion of hawk-gawkers.
"We’re blood brothers now. He flew away with a little bit of Iowa blood on him. That’s a kick. That’s a kick." -- the photographer commenting after one of the hawks bites him
"It’s wonderful! It’s Biblical!” -- the local elderly bird-guy discussing the birds bringing up their family “the right way.”
"Who knew these animals could bring us together and lift our spirits to such unexpected heights?" -- the narrator, the incomparable Joanne Woodward
UPDATE update: Not bad, but couldn't we have done with a little less of these types of comments?
"Pale male was such a good dad. When I was young, I didn’t get affection like that.” -- one of the legion of hawk-gawkers.
"We’re blood brothers now. He flew away with a little bit of Iowa blood on him. That’s a kick. That’s a kick." -- the photographer commenting after one of the hawks bites him
"It’s wonderful! It’s Biblical!” -- the local elderly bird-guy discussing the birds bringing up their family “the right way.”
"Who knew these animals could bring us together and lift our spirits to such unexpected heights?" -- the narrator, the incomparable Joanne Woodward
Beck and Nirvana and time
In an otherwise entertaining article on Nirvana, TNR's David Yaffe makes this claim:
Actually, "Loser" was released as a single in January 2004, and hit the alternative stations and MTV big about two months before Cobain's death, not the fall after. Just a minor point, but worth noting. This is from the February 12 issue of Billboard.
So there you go.
As Cobain's self-destructive art eventually gave way to a self-destructive final act, there was mourning, melancholia, and, inevitably, a new era and a new record. The autumn after Cobain's death, Beck's "Loser" hit college campuses everywhere. In contrast to Nirvana's Sturm und Drang, the record had a kitschy, intentional artifice to it. "I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?" went the song's refrain. Everyone knew that Beck was only kidding, at least about the killing. He showed those bereaved Gen Xers in search of a new sensibility that it was possible to look into the abyss and laugh.
Actually, "Loser" was released as a single in January 2004, and hit the alternative stations and MTV big about two months before Cobain's death, not the fall after. Just a minor point, but worth noting. This is from the February 12 issue of Billboard.
Geffen's recent chart trifecta with its DGC acts is an unprecedented feat. The week of Jan. 29, Nirvana's "All Apologies," Beck's "Loser," and Counting Crows' "Mr. Jones" held Nos. 1, 2, and 3 on the Modern Rock Tracks chart, respectively; the following week, "Lower"(sic) hit No. 1, "Mr. Jones" climbed to No. 2, and "All Apologies" slipped to No. 3.
So there you go.
Monday, December 13, 2004
Hard news
So this reporter claims he was sent by his editor on this assignment to do a hard-hitting expose on go-go bars. You know, to check if these places are really keeping the high standards that you'd usually expect of such establishments. What a dreadful thing, but it sounds like the makings of a five- or six-part series. Best line is in the editor's note that starts the story:
Stuff was omitted! OK, that was the second-best line, here's the first.
And one more, for good measure.
When's the unrated DVD of this report coming out? I'm there! [via Romenesko]
We wrestled over what description to include and what to omit in an effort to balance taste and information.
Stuff was omitted! OK, that was the second-best line, here's the first.
The law prohibits entertainers from performing acts considered to be "lewd, immoral, or improper." The dance described above ended with the dancer biting me lightly through my jeans.
And it wasn't on the leg.
And one more, for good measure.
Naked, she dropped to her knees, with her buttocks propped toward me. Her hands still on the stage, she extended both legs over my shoulders and crossed her feet behind my head. Then, she bent her knees - rapidly and repeatedly - jerking my face toward her crotch.
When's the unrated DVD of this report coming out? I'm there! [via Romenesko]
The effects of coffee
Every once in a while, I try to break the stranglehold that caffeine has on my life. Often, the results are horrifying. Take yesterday. I awoke at 6:30 to read the paper, but by 9 started feeling sluggish, sleepy and blah. So I went back to bed. Later, the wife and I went out and did some shopping in the city, and I carried just the slightest of headaches, but that with each passing hour morphed into a pulsating, nausea-inducing brain attack. Had to skip out on dinner and a Yo La Tengo concert, stumbled into bed, and did not emerge until this morning. Sad, but true.
No caffeine yet today, but still blah. So we'll see.
The people of Starbucks are to blame, of course. Damn crack-coffee.
No caffeine yet today, but still blah. So we'll see.
The people of Starbucks are to blame, of course. Damn crack-coffee.
Monty Python and the Great White Way
Pretty entertaining article in The New Yorker on Spamalot, the musical adaptation of The Holy Grail. Apparently, the Knights who say "Ni!" still crack up Eric Idle and Mike Nichols, the director, but not others in the cast:
Not sure if I'm going to shell out the cash to see this, but I guess it could be interesting. Another tidbit: The producers considered using a midget to play the Black-Night-flesh-wound bit, but they realized that would be too expensive. No word on what the solution was, though. Dave "Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius" Eggers wrote the article
While the principals read their lines, they laughed at each other, and they laughed at the readings of the actors with secondary parts, and Idle and Nichols laughed at everyone, even though they’d heard most of the lines many, many times. When the knights were faced with the peril of the Knights Who Say Ni!, suddenly “Ni!”s were coming from all over the room, and it became evident that Idle himself was providing some of the stabbing, high-pitched “Ni!”s. As Nichols, seventy-four, sat next to him, red-faced from laughing, Idle, sixty-one, was almost out of his seat, yelling “Ni! Ni!Ni!”
Meanwhile, though, a handful of the dancers were not laughing. They had scripts on their laps and were reading along, but they did not laugh once in the forty minutes of Act II. While most of the room was breaking up, these dancers read along with confused, frozen smiles. They either weren’t listening, were too tired, or weren’t getting it.
Not sure if I'm going to shell out the cash to see this, but I guess it could be interesting. Another tidbit: The producers considered using a midget to play the Black-Night-flesh-wound bit, but they realized that would be too expensive. No word on what the solution was, though. Dave "Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius" Eggers wrote the article
And now another 80's band reunion?
Well, I'm a little behind on this, but apparently there was a reconciliation of sorts among the principals in Husker Du. No word on a full-fledged reunion, but this looks good for Du-fans.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
When snark comes true
So this is part of an email I sent on Thursday to a blogger that included a link to my earlier observations on that plucky Fifth Avenue bird of prey:
Ha ha. Well, sometimes the caricature is the reality, complete with a splashy page one photo and a twin byline story. And what of this nut graf?
The prodigal Hawk. An archetypal story for our time.
Three articles in two days? An editorial? Stay tuned for the day three story: an A1 piece on why a hawk just can't get by in today's go-go NYC.
Ha ha. Well, sometimes the caricature is the reality, complete with a splashy page one photo and a twin byline story. And what of this nut graf?
The story of Pale Male, how he came to live at one of Manhattan's most exclusive addresses and then was sent away, is one of wealth and fame meeting nature and instinct, of an obscure international treaty researched and clarified, and of anger among those who live in an elegant building where, Ms. Moore now says, relations have become frosty.
The prodigal Hawk. An archetypal story for our time.
Friday, December 10, 2004
Tavis Smiley is a disgrace
I know there's been a lot of gnashing of teeth ever since Mr. Smiley said he was leaving NPR, but as far as I'm concerned, good riddance. In addition to being a blowhard and a suck-up, he was just a terrible host of a news-talk program.
The clincher that made me never come back? On Oct. 14, 2004, he had J. Kenneth Blackwell, Ohio's (black) Secretary of State on the program -- for, as far as I can tell -- only the second time. And what did they talk about? The third presidential debate. Now, anyone who had followed the news up to that point knew that Mr. Blackwell was embroiled in a hell of a controversy. He had issued an edict that was widely seen as an attempt at voter-suppression by enforcing an archaic rule about registrations and the THICKNESS OF THE PAPER of those registrations. If the paper was too thin, the registrations would be thrown out.
So Mr. Smiley has this guy on the show for four minutes, and spent the first two sucking up to him about the debate. Then, we get into the meat, about two minutes in, and he allows Blackwell to filibuster for half that time, and when it's all done, we're left even more confused than when we started. And check out the questions Tavis asks. They're groaners, every one of them.
The clincher that made me never come back? On Oct. 14, 2004, he had J. Kenneth Blackwell, Ohio's (black) Secretary of State on the program -- for, as far as I can tell -- only the second time. And what did they talk about? The third presidential debate. Now, anyone who had followed the news up to that point knew that Mr. Blackwell was embroiled in a hell of a controversy. He had issued an edict that was widely seen as an attempt at voter-suppression by enforcing an archaic rule about registrations and the THICKNESS OF THE PAPER of those registrations. If the paper was too thin, the registrations would be thrown out.
So Mr. Smiley has this guy on the show for four minutes, and spent the first two sucking up to him about the debate. Then, we get into the meat, about two minutes in, and he allows Blackwell to filibuster for half that time, and when it's all done, we're left even more confused than when we started. And check out the questions Tavis asks. They're groaners, every one of them.
SMILEY: OK, I gotcha. I gotcha. Now let me ask you a couple of questions, 'cause--and I'm not raising anything you're not well aware of.
Sec. BLACKWELL: Right.
SMILEY: Voters'-rights advocates in your state are criticizing you pretty aggressively of late for two recent decisions that they say in the Buckeye State--this, a battleground state--will unfairly limit some people's ability to vote November 2nd in Ohio. You've asked county election officials, I'm told, to follow two legal provisions strictly; one requiring Ohio voter registration cards be printed on thick, 80-pound-stock paper; two, the other, ordered officials to strictly interpret the rules regarding provisional ballots. What's happening here in Ohio?
Sec. BLACKWELL: Well...
SMILEY: And why are you being criticized for these decisions?
Sec. BLACKWELL: Well, first, let's talk about the registrations. We, in fact, went in partnership with thousands of groups across our state. We have record voter registration in the state of Ohio. We, in fact, have right now, and counting, 700,000 new voter registrations. We worked in partnership with unions, churches, civil rights groups, you know, housing groups; you name it, we were working with them. Our Expect More in 2004 campaign was successful.What we had said and have said for over a decade is that we encourage people to do voter registration forms on heavyweight paper, because we had an experience over the last 10 years where we had most of those--not most of them, but many of the self-mailers ripped to shreds coming through the Postal Service. The Postal Service said, `Look, have folks do this on a heavier bond paper.' What we experienced in the last 90 days at the Postal--most of these things coming in through the mail, they were coming in over the top. We relaxed that standard and, in fact, we have record numbers.Now on provisional ballots, we have the same law in Ohio that they have in Washington, DC, in the District of Columbia. We have the same law in Ohio that they have in New York and Texas. There's no lawsuit. As a matter of fact, we have the same provision that 27 other states have...
SMILEY: Let...
Sec. BLACKWELL: ...in this country. It is a provision that was just upheld by the Missouri federal District Court...
SMILEY: Mr. Secretary...
Sec. BLACKWELL: ...on Tuesday.
SMILEY: ...I hate to cut you off, but I wanted to give you a chance to respond to that. I'm out of time now. We'll have to do it again. I'm sure we will between now and Election Day, November 2nd. We'll talk to you again. Thank you for your time now. I appreciate it.
Sec.BLACKWELL: Good to be with you.
SMILEY: My pleasure.Ohio Secretary of State J. Kenneth Blackwell.
There are still Latinos on the west side?
The NYT treats us to a magical story about an uppity performing arts school (the one immortalized in "Fame") that's staging West Side Story on the very same piece of real estate where the action was alleged to have taken place. Some real classics here, including this bit from Bernstein's daughter:
Still waiting to hear whether they got any of those black people in there, you know to add some true soul to the thing.
And then, of course, the PC police took over:
Next up for the kids? "Angels in America," but without all those cliched gay people with AIDS.
"I said, 'This is probably the most authentic production of 'West Side Story' ever, because you're actual New York City teenagers and here you are performing it on the very turf where the story is purported to have taken place,' " she said later. "They razed that very slum to build Lincoln Center. That's pretty cool. And there are so many Latinos there in the cast. It has some true grit to it."
Still waiting to hear whether they got any of those black people in there, you know to add some true soul to the thing.
And then, of course, the PC police took over:
But this is a thoroughly modern production. "The best part is we didn't follow the whole cliché that the Jets have to be white and the Sharks have to be black or Hispanic," said Brandon Gill, 17, who plays Riff, another Jet.
Next up for the kids? "Angels in America," but without all those cliched gay people with AIDS.
Support the War, Not the Troops!
It's been entertaining watching the wingers try to spin this armor-Rumsfeld flap. But Rush takes the cake here, when he says he wants to have "a little fun" on his show over whether troops are in danger of being killed for lack of armor. In this transcript excerpt, he's responding to "Mr. Snerdley":
Ice machines and television screens vs. troops in peril due to official incompetence. I see his point.
"You've seen this Rumsfeld story?" He said, "Oh, yeah." I said, "Well, I tell you, I want to do something. I want to have a little fun with this today." I said, "At some point I'm going to talk about this story and I'm going to bring you guys in here and say, 'Look, if it's a new policy now that employees have their bitch sessions in public, I'm going to bring you and Dawn and Brian in here and I want you to start complaining about the fact that the ice machine doesn't fill up every day, that you still have to sometimes wait for it, that your new 30-inch computer display monitor hasn't come in yet and you're still slaving away your 23-inch display," seventeen-inch display; sorry, Mr. Snerdley, and Dawn wanted to explain that the dishes in the dining room are not the right shade of white and gold that she ordered, and what are we going to do about it.
Ice machines and television screens vs. troops in peril due to official incompetence. I see his point.
But God told me to commit certain deeds!
Ah Jersey City, home of the unabashed rogue. Readers may recall that in November, the city held a special election for mayor filled with 11 kooks, nutballs and noodleheads (scroll down for article -- and in case you were wondering, the drunk exhibitionist won). The King of the Noodleheads, though, was a man who said that he didn't want to run, but was forced to because God had ordered him to. And when I interviewed Dwayne Baskerville in the hall outside his housing project apartment, he repeatedly asked me whether I was, in fact, 'Spider-Man.' Turns out now that the former crack addict, who somehow managed to convince 594 people to vote for him, has been indicted in a hopelessly complicated land fraud scheme.
No word on defense strategy, but I'm sure when Dwayne runs again for mayor in 2013, he'll have a solid hold on the Born Again, Again bloc.
No word on defense strategy, but I'm sure when Dwayne runs again for mayor in 2013, he'll have a solid hold on the Born Again, Again bloc.
Bill Moyers, Sun King
We here at Blogoland love hagiography just as much as we love the trained monkeys who do all the work here. But AP reporter Frazier Moore, oh dear Frazier, how now this piece on Bill Moyers? [via Romenesko]
- He's a "citizen-journalist?"
- On a "truth-telling mission?"
- And the coup de grace: "Moyers's interest has always been the American people."
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Your soul, the swamp and eternity
In October, I wrote a story about The New Jersey Nets and the train-wreck they were going to be this year. A very tough and gutsy prediction, but so far, so good. One of the things that I mentioned in the piece was this strange ad campaign that the New Jersey Sports and Exposition Authority had launched within the last year. The radio ads, run almost exclusively on AM, go like this:
"It's all about being here! It's what your soul understands. It's all about being here! The Meadowlands!"I have pondered this message for a long, long time. Is the NJSEA an ecstatic cult sending out subliminal messages? Do they have all the answers to life that I'm looking for? Do they have Bible study? Any help would be much appreciated.
Whiny troops need less armor!
Comedy Plagiarism, Daily Show-style
There's a fine line between homage and the bald rip-off, and everyone knows that stealing someone's comedy act is a time-honored tradition, but has anyone else noticed that The Daily Show has been lifting a great deal of its recent material from old Simpsons episodes?
Take last night's less-than-uproarious Samantha Bee piece on internet hunting for the cripppled. In the report she imagines other uses for the technology, like say at convenience stores. The sights focus on a customer with a magazine, and the Hindu-inflected voiceover announces: "This is not a lending library!"
Sound familiar? This is from "Krusty Gets Busted," a first season episode.
We're not asking for footnotes, just some acknowledgement.
Take last night's less-than-uproarious Samantha Bee piece on internet hunting for the cripppled. In the report she imagines other uses for the technology, like say at convenience stores. The sights focus on a customer with a magazine, and the Hindu-inflected voiceover announces: "This is not a lending library!"
Sound familiar? This is from "Krusty Gets Busted," a first season episode.
Apu [to Bart and Lisa]: "Hey! Hey! This is not a lending library! If you're not going to buy that thing put it down or I'll blow your heads off!"
We're not asking for footnotes, just some acknowledgement.
Prodding journalism students to, like, read journalism
I'm a Boston University graduate, which entitles me to a free (or $30,000) copy of Bostonia, my only link to Phil Spinks, the sole member of my class who regularly writes to the "Class Notes" section of the magazine.
But the Fall issue of the mag, which I only got around to reading just now, includes this thumb-sucker from Dan Kennedy, a Boston Phoenix media scribe and fellow alum (who knew?) Anyway, it bemoans the lack of interest in newspapers and boring old-media from those i-Pod wielding youngens. The best line is from an associate dean of the College of Communications, you know, the place where you learn how to report the news and stuff.
Plenty of students who follow the news? What's that? 50 percent? 20? What are these kids doing in a communications school if they're not following the news? Yikes.
But the Fall issue of the mag, which I only got around to reading just now, includes this thumb-sucker from Dan Kennedy, a Boston Phoenix media scribe and fellow alum (who knew?) Anyway, it bemoans the lack of interest in newspapers and boring old-media from those i-Pod wielding youngens. The best line is from an associate dean of the College of Communications, you know, the place where you learn how to report the news and stuff.
COM Associate Dean Tobe Berkovitz knows plenty of students who do follow the news — and he sees it as part of his job to prod those who don’t. More than anything, Berkovitz laments the dumbing-down of the news, believing newspapers and other media will have more success attracting and keeping customers if they give people what they need, and not just what they think they want. “I think you have to offer them hard news and stick with it during those years in the desert when your circulation and ratings are low. And hope that quality will win out,” he says. “Does anybody have the guts and the dollars to hang tough for a long time? I believe that in the long run, you have to put your faith in the American
people.”
Plenty of students who follow the news? What's that? 50 percent? 20? What are these kids doing in a communications school if they're not following the news? Yikes.
NYT hearts hawks
Why am I having flashbacks to that Simpsons episode in which Kent Brockman intones: "The Lincoln Squirrel has been assassinated! We'll stay with this story all night if we have to!"
As everyone in the New York metropolitan area knows by now, Pale Male, a red-tailed hawk immortalized in a 2002 movie of the same name, was evicted from a Fifth Avenue apartment perch. The Times ran not one, but two articles on the urgent matter, Boldface Names weighed in the only way it knows how (drunken inchoherence), and there was even a Rush-Limbaugh-special-wack-job editorial in today's paper, which included this nugget:
Where's a good tree to hug when you need it?
As everyone in the New York metropolitan area knows by now, Pale Male, a red-tailed hawk immortalized in a 2002 movie of the same name, was evicted from a Fifth Avenue apartment perch. The Times ran not one, but two articles on the urgent matter, Boldface Names weighed in the only way it knows how (drunken inchoherence), and there was even a Rush-Limbaugh-special-wack-job editorial in today's paper, which included this nugget:
It's always tempting to think that a city like New York has utterly effaced the natural ground on which it was built. Most of the creatures that lived on Manhattan Island several centuries ago would stand no chance of doing so now - not in these new canyons of steel and glass. But the presence of a nesting pair of red-tailed hawks, sequestered on the edge of an apartment building, feels like a memory from a past this city has long since forgotten.
The hawks have gone out of their way to learn to live with us. The least the wealthy residents of 927 Fifth Avenue could have done was learn to live with the hawks.
Where's a good tree to hug when you need it?
More torture, please
Andrew McCarthy, taking a well-deserved break from the set of St. Elmo's Fire: The Reckoning, burnishes his ghoul credentials even more with this piece in NRO on why we need to really, really think hard about how much we should torture prisoners.
Buck up, Andy. Maybe next time the ICRC will find some impaled heads on stakes.
Concededly, the techniques the organization is said to have found — humiliation, solitary confinement, "temperature extremes" (which evidently means turning the air conditioning up high to cause discomfort to nude, or inadequately clothed, detainees), loud noise, bright lights, and use of forced positions — are unpleasant. But they do not come close to the severity of discomfort necessary to constitute actual torture.And then there's this gem:
...the abuse of human life, even if the human life happens to belong to a terrorist, is considered serious business in the United States — too serious for grave terms like torture to be tossed about cavalierly by unaccountable propagandists at the ICRC.
Buck up, Andy. Maybe next time the ICRC will find some impaled heads on stakes.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Why does Spc. Wilson hate America?
Doesn't he know that pointing out what's wrong in Iraq gives succor to our enemies? What's he gonna do next? Start shooting marines? Traitor. Thank God for real Americans like our glorious leader and his piss-boy, Mr. Rumsfeld.
So Negative!
As a working member of the press, I often bristle when people accuse me of rampant negativity. And, let me add, that as a long-suffering Philadelphia sports fan, the managed expectations game is a necessity to survive. But this column has to be, without a doubt, one of the most wrong-headed things I've seen in a long time.
Steve, Steve. Take a Zoloft. And one other thing -- that Driver drivel is a bunch of junk. Ask him why exactly the Packers didn't play their game on Sunday. Could it possibly be that the Eagles, are, in fact good? Lordy.
"But should any of us really be excited by what transpired in the 47-17 win over Green Bay on Sunday? Does anyone really expect Ahman Green to rush for 39 yards if the teams meet again? Does anyone really think Brett Favre is going to do nothing while the Eagles ramrod his Packers again?"
"I know I don't think so," Packers wide receiver Donald Driver said. "Understand, we didn't play our game [Sunday]. Everything that could go wrong did go wrong. If you asked anyone in this locker room if things would be different if we were to play Philly again, the answer would be a unanimous yes, because things couldn't get any worse."
Driver forgot to add that things couldn't be any better for the Eagles right now. And that's exactly why the Eagles should be worried.
Steve, Steve. Take a Zoloft. And one other thing -- that Driver drivel is a bunch of junk. Ask him why exactly the Packers didn't play their game on Sunday. Could it possibly be that the Eagles, are, in fact good? Lordy.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Working
Crashing out on a long article today, so to my faithful two or three readers, I'm afraid my posting will be light to non-existent.
Monday, December 06, 2004
Bestriding the World like a Colossus is Boring
Any listener to sports talk will tell you that a losing team is much, much better radio than a winning one (and some winning teams, according to this article, apparently now enjoy the unfair advantage of exciting ray-gun technology). How boring does it get to talk about how great so-and-so is? "Hey, Mike, Dwayne Smith is just a fantastic receiver." Zzzz. So it's pretty clear now, just a month after the humiliating Democratic face-plant, and the emasculation of liberals nationwide, that there is a conundrum facing the Republican Party and far-right radio: What In The World Do We Talk About? Really? Rush Limbaugh, always on the cutting edge of societal evolution, shows us the way with food talk, latent homoeroticism and birding:
Thank you, Rush. Thank you.
"Every description of Red Bull's flavor I'm getting is different: like the south of a northbound skunk, like Sweet Tarts, like strawberry soda. None of them has anything in common -- and I haven't had a Sweet Tart in so long. Aren't there many flavors of sweet tarts? Heck if I know."
"Brian Williams is so good-looking, he's been cast as an empty suit Ken doll right out of the anchor cookie cutter factory, but I found him to be far more intelligent and have far more depth than I think a newscast will ever allow anybody to present."
"If a bird could grab a shotgun and fire back at us, it would, folks. Never forget that."
Thank you, Rush. Thank you.
Getting old and watching the Pixies
Maybe $35 (plus Ticketmaster rape-charges) is too much to pay for tickets to a reunion concert in a boarded up concert shed in the country's murder capital, maybe the sound was a little muddy, and maybe Frank Black and Kim Deal looked like they had just stepped out of their Volvo on the way to Pottery Barn, but damn, if the Pixies didn't rock the house.
They played everything (OK, not Dig for Fire or Allison, but that's OK). They played a tight set. They played both versions of Wave of Mutiliation, just for good measure. One other thing. Catching the band live reinforces something that gets lost on record and with the passage of time: This is one very, very strange group. The songs stop and start and stop and then veer into the abyss. Frank Black squeals and screams and Kim breathily moans, and it often sounds like two mental patients in the middle of a knife-fight. Frightening and exhilirating.
Missed the first opening act, but be forewarned about the Datsuns. They are stone-cold awful. Very awful. Cinderella trying to channel Grand Funk Railroad awful. Load up on beer.
They played everything (OK, not Dig for Fire or Allison, but that's OK). They played a tight set. They played both versions of Wave of Mutiliation, just for good measure. One other thing. Catching the band live reinforces something that gets lost on record and with the passage of time: This is one very, very strange group. The songs stop and start and stop and then veer into the abyss. Frank Black squeals and screams and Kim breathily moans, and it often sounds like two mental patients in the middle of a knife-fight. Frightening and exhilirating.
Missed the first opening act, but be forewarned about the Datsuns. They are stone-cold awful. Very awful. Cinderella trying to channel Grand Funk Railroad awful. Load up on beer.