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Sunday, April 30, 2006

I can't accept that.

"Silent Hill" director Christophe Gans reportedly had some unkind things to say about our man Roger Ebert in a recent issue of a magazine called Electronic Gaming Monthly. Ebert quotes and answers them in this week's installment of his Answer Man column.

He begins:

In the article, Gans praises video games as a form of art and says "The Legend of Zelda" was "a beautiful, poetic moment for me."


See above. No, I can't accept that. I'll accept that there can be beautiful, poetic moments in comic books, movies, music, puppet shows and music videos, but video games? No. No, I don't think so.

Neil Young: Champion of free speech?

It's your call.

Yay...(updated w/additions)

Stephen Colbert performed before Bush at the White House Correspondents Dinner last night. According to early reports, the President was not amused. That's just fine, the President thinks the golfer's joke about only hitting two balls when you step on a rake is funny, not to mention death row prisoners and sending other people's children to die because of a falsehood.

The President thinks that's really frickin' hilarious. We're not talking about a JFK here when it comes to an appreciation of quality humor.

Oh, wondering at what the President was not amused? At this:



[Colbert] attacked those in the press who claim that the shake-up at the White House was merely re-arranging the deck chairs on the Titanic. “This administration is soaring, not sinking,” he said. “If anything, they are re-arranging the deck chairs on the Hindenburg.”





Also lampooning the press, Colbert complained that he was “surrounded by the liberal media who are destroying this country, except for Fox News. Fox believes in presenting both sides of the story — the president’s side and the vice president’s side." He also reflected on the alleged good old days, when the media was still swallowing the WMD story.

Addressing the reporters, he said, "Let's review the rules. Here's how it works. The president makes decisions, he’s the decider. The press secretary announces those decisions, and you people of the press type those decisions down. Make, announce, type. Put them through a spell check and go home. Get to know your family again. Make love to your wife. Write that novel you got kicking around in your head. You know, the one about the intrepid Washington reporter with the courage to stand up to the administration. You know--fiction."

Go, Stephen, go.



Colbert closed his routine with a video fantasy where he gets to be White House Press Secretary, complete with a special “Gannon” button on his podium. By the end, he had to run from Helen Thomas and her questions about why the U.S. really invaded Iraq and killed all those people.




Several veterans of past dinners, who requested anonymity, said the presentation was more directed at attacking the president than in the past. Several said previous hosts, like Jay Leno, equally slammed both the White House and the press corps.

Colbert in 2008!

ETA: What's interesting is that the people who are criticizing Colbert's performance this morning-The Moderate Voice has a sampling-seem to be doing it from the POV of people who don't watch Stephen's show, and don't know what he does. By most accounts that I have read so far, he had the balls to turn the Correspondent's Dinner into an episode of The Colbert Report-which presumably is what they hired him to do.

I have to wonder, though, whether long, stern conversations haven't been held with whoever books that dinner in the hours since ("What, Dennis Miller wasn't avalible?").

ETA, again: Mark Evanier wonders-
I'd also be curious to know what Colbert's goal was...and it may not have just been to entertain the folks out front in the formal wear. If it was, he probably went about it the wrong way. When you hammer the president that much right in front of him, you make an awful lot of people uncomfy...and not just the ones who side with the guy. I thought some of Colbert's lines were brilliant but if I'd been in the room, I might have spent more time looking at the reactions of others (Bush, especially) to some of them than laughing. On the other hand, Colbert's main objective may have been to cultivate a certain image as a performer...or simply to express his views. He could well have succeeded in one or both of those.

To reiterate: What interests me more than the question of Colbert's goal is what was the expectation of whoever offered him the job? I can hardly believe this is true, but...do you suppose someone saw a few episodes of his show and...didn't realize he was being ironic?

ETA, one more time: A blog called enrevanche has more.


A few choice Colbert lines:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe it's yogurt. But I refuse to believe it's not butter. Most of all I believe in this president. Now, I know there's some polls out there saying this man has a 32% approval rating. But guys like us, we don't pay attention to the polls. We know that polls are just a collection of statistics that reflect what people are thinking in "reality." And reality has a well-known liberal bias."




"John McCain is here. John McCain. What a maverick. Somebody find out what fork he used on his salad, because I guarantee you wasn't a salad fork. He could have used a spoon. There's no predicting him. So wonderful to see you coming back into the Republican fold. Senator, I have a summer house in South Carolina; look me up when you go to speak at Bob Jones University. So glad you've seen the light... Mayor Nagin is here from New Orleans, the chocolate city. Yeah, give it up. Mayor Nagin, I would like to welcome you to Washington, D.C., the chocolate city with a marshmallow center. And a graham cracker crust of corruption."

Oh, my god...

Saturday, April 29, 2006

If there was any chance of my watching The View, it's just gone to hell

Further: In the writings of Douglas Adams, there is made mention of The Worst Poet In The Universe.

The name of this character was changed to Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings after complaints by Paul Neil Milne Johnson, an ex-schoolfriend of Douglas Adams. [Who said of him:] "He used to write appaling stuff about dead swans in stagnant pools."


...as quoted in Don't Panic by Neil Gaiman.

We now have a challenger for her/his title. Rosie O'Donnell, who will shortly be joining The View, has penned an ode to her good fortune. A warning: It's probably best not to have eaten for a couple of hours before you follow that link, or to be planning to eat for a couple of hours after.

Come to think of it, this could be a smashing dietary aid.

Especially in gorgeous Technicolor

Psst...hey buddy, wanna see an animated cartoon? Thanks to the boys at Cartoon Brew, I discovered this blog that posts actual, entire cartoons (or sometimes just clips) from the 1940's.

I recommend the Fox & Grapes cartoon posted yesterday, directed by Frank Tashlin. Tashlin's career in animation also included a couple of my favorite wartime Porky and/or Daffy cartoons, like Plane Daffy ("Well, whadaya know-the little light-it stays on!"). He then became a live-action director of some of Bob Hope, Jerry Lewis, and Martin & Lewis' most acclaimed films (Artists and Models). He's also someone I wish there were a major biography of-in books by Peter Bogdanovich and Shawn Levy's bio of Lewis he comes off as an interesting and sympathetic character, but he's yet to have a bio to call his own.

But if you watch this one, remember one thing: Don't worry...he can't jump that high!

Draftee Daffy was also posted recently. It's not as good as Plane Daffy (IMO) but it's pretty durn good. Directed by Bob Clampett, who went on to create Beany & Cecil.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Or, "Cut To Ben Banging His Head Against The Computer Desk, Pt. III."

Okay, let's review what we know. I have these couple of characters, Keitha and Annabel, a lesbian couple. First they were in a play, then they were in a screenplay, now they're in a novel in progress.

I've put my heart and soul into them in a way that feels different to anything else I've ever written and often I think the results have been pretty cool. Actually, most of the time I think my characters are pretty cool, it's just much less frequent that I think the way I'm writing about them actually is. My characters are much cooler than I am.

But periodically I get these twinges of inferiority complex and insecurity (writers are nuts, in case you hadn't heard). Especially when movies come out that seem to be treading in the same area.

Like, say, a movie that I just heard about that's currently playing the gay & lesbian film festival circuit. Now granted, apart from being a lesbian love story, it doesn't appear to have much to do with my characters and their story.

Oh, except that the name is Loving Annabelle.

I just want to die...

Friday, April 28, 2006

Darn it, I was really kinda hoping Stick It might be good

First of all, because it really makes me feel good to see a film promoted as "from the writer of..." for obvious reasons. Second, Bring It On, written by Jessica Bendinger who also directed this new movie, was so much better than it probably needed to be.

Lesser movies would've just brought in the teenage cheerleaders, and called it a day. But it turned out to be a really funny comedy with just the right attitude about itself. It might be one of the only teen comedies of the last 15 years worthy of comparison to The Top High School Nostalgia Movies.

But, if the talismanic Tomatometer is anything to go by, Stick It is a "Wait-for-the-dvd-if-there-are-any-interesting-bonus-features, otherwise-cable"

Ah well.

Hold the phone, Murray, I'm in love again

The Chicago Reader has a profile of Kos blogger "Georgia10", who I've noticed seems to be one of the KBs to which I most often link, but about whom I knew little else. She has a real eye and a good memory for information.

Oh, and she looks like this:

THE WOMAN who might be Chicago's most-read political writer doesn't have an office. On most days Georgia Logothetis, 23, is either at home in the same Rogers Park three-flat where she lives with her parents or at DePaul University's downtown campus. About four or five times a day, taking a break from constitutional law homework or prepping for a mootcourt trial, she'll type a righteously indignant rant clobbering the Republican Party on Iraq, warrantless spying, and the Jack Abramoff lobbying scandal. Then she'll post it, under the screen name Georgia10, on the front page of liberal blog Daily Kos (dailykos.com), which gets between 400,000 and 800,000 unique visitors daily. The Tribune's daily circulation, just for some context, is about 586,000; its Web site gets a little over three million unique visitors per month, which averages out to around 100,000 a day. (The Tribune won't release stats on how many visitors its blogs or news columnists get.)


LOGOTHETIS DOESN'T tell people about her life as a blogger because she tends to think of it as a dorky hobby--being a Daily Kos celebrity, to her mind, is like being the best origami artist in the midwest or an internationally renowned collector of 50s lunch boxes. "I don't shout it from the rooftops," she says. "To tell you the truth, not a lot of people are interested in politics. If they don't check the site or aren't interested in politics, I don't go out of my way to say, 'Look, I'm a frontpager on Daily Kos.'"


Be still my heart.

From XYZ to Women III

...which is actually the lyric to an OMD song that has little to do with anything here, but I couldn't think of a headline for this alphabetically inclined Meme, which I scooped up at Shakes' place...

Accent: So far as I'm concerned, I don't have one, but I amuse myself by imagining people who don't live on the West Coast might say I have a Californian one (which means like Pauly Shore). I also sometimes hear myself slipping into an English accent, but that's just the result of too many Monty Python records.

Booze: Rarely, but when I do I'm the cheapest drunk in the world. I'm so lightweight I enjoy Coronas and wine coolers.

Chore I Hate: If you'd ever seen my apartment, you wouldn't need to ask that question.

Dog or Cat: Cat. I enjoy playing with other people's dogs, though, if they're happy.

Essential Electronics: Computer; DVD player, TV, CD/casette player.

Favorite Cologne: Don’t wear any.

Gold or Silver: Gold. By Spandau Ballet.

Hometown: I lived up and down the Silicon Valley the first 25 years of my life, but I consider Palo Alto my hometown.

Insomnia: Yes, but I take pills.

Job Title: Writer, unless by job you mean something that somebody actually pays me to do.

Kids: None, but I'm babysitting my "common-law stepnephew" (long story) this weekend, which I'm a little but nervous about, actually.

Living Arrangements: Upstairs apartment with two cats.

Most Admirable Traits: Wit. Enthusiasm.

Number of Sexual Partners: 11.

Overnight Hospital Stays: None since I was born. Oh, unless you count the week I spent in the mental ward (also, a long story).

Phobias: Spiders. I saw Tarantula at a bad age.

Quote: "A mind is like a parachute...if you don't pack it right, it'll fail to work properly, and you'll plummet to your violent, bloody death."

Religion: None organized. I would descibe myself as an agnostic who leans towards beliving, but has such disdain for almost all of those who call themselves religious that I would sooner be dropped into a pit of spiders than align myself with them.

Siblings: None, except for two big sisters I created for my stage play/screenplays/novel in progress...

Time I Wake Up: Usually before 10.

Unusual Talent or Skill: =)

Vegetable I Love: Actually, I enjoy the celery. It's all Peter Davison's fault. And carrots, for which we can blame Bugs Bunny.

Worst Habit: Near-toxic cynicism.

X-Rays: Of my teeth, too often.

Yummy Foods I Make: I don't "make" foods, I'm a cliched bachelor in that respect. I do, however, pour a mean bowl of cereal (I could live on Special K).

Zodiac Sign: Virgo, but it means nothing...I refer you to the number "11" above.

Suspect's Face Blurred

...but what about the horse, who still has to face his friends?

Detectives in St. Gabriel, Louisiana arrested a male juvenile Thursday morning, and charged him with crime against nature in connection with alleged acts of bestiality with a horse.


Detectives say they received a tip from someone who saw a WAFB 9NEWS report in which still frames from a surveillance tape were broadcast Wednesday night. The tipster said they believed they recognized the young man shown on the tape, detectives said.


St. Gabriel Police Chief Kevin Ambeau says in all his 20 years in law enforcement, he’s never come across a case like the one. "We gotta catch this guy, he needs help," Ambeau said Wednesday, when he first released the tape to the media.


"Always [going] to the same animal," Ambeau observed. "On the tape, he was [going] to the same animal performing sexual acts."


Well, at least he's faithful...he's not out there playing the ponies, so to speak.

They had to say "go down," didn't they?

So...what with:


  • Cheney continually embarassing the White House
  • Protesters keeping Bush from making appointments
  • Jenna and Barbara whining like babies
  • Bush's performance approval rating down to 32%
  • A majority of the military wanting Rumsfeld replaced
  • And censure or even impeachment seeming like a real possibility

...seems like it's been a pretty good week for the Doves, doesn't it?

But, I know what you're saying. You're saying, if only there was an actual, honest to god Republican sex-for-favors scandal.

Well, guess what.

There's an actual honest to god Republican sex-for-favors scandal.

But, I know what you're saying, again: If only The Watergate Hotel were involved.

Well, guess what.

The Watergate Hotel is involved.

About five months ago, the San Diego Union-Tribune reported that lobbyist Brent Wilkes (co-conspirator #1 in the Duke Cunningham scanal) knew how to "grease the wheels" of Congress with cash, gifts, favors, and yes, "hospitality suites":


Wilkes befriended other legislators, too. He ran a hospitality suite, with several bedrooms, in Washington - first in the Watergate Hotel and then in the Westin Grand near Capitol Hill.



Ken Silverstein at Harper's blog dropped a bombshell last night about just how far-reaching the scandal may be, revealing that the FBI is investigating former lawmakers, including "one person who now holds a powerful intelligence post." TPM Muckraker points out that CIA Director Porter Goss fits that description perfectly. Silverstein also disclosed that there are pictures.



And let us not forget that, at this point, it is a Republican sex scandal. Porter Goss, if you'll recall, was a highly partisan Republican lawmaker for fifteen years before he was tapped as CIA Director. And Justin Rood over at TPM Muckraker thinks that the prostitution ring could lasted about fifteen years.

Is the CIA Director involved in a D.C. prostitution ring? (It's so surreal just to type that question out). In refusing to investigate the CIA leak case, Goss famously proclaimed "Somebody sends me a blue dress and some DNA, I'll have an investigation."



...one thing is certain, as evidence comes to light, this scandal is going to be blown wide open, and there's no telling who or how many Republicans will go down.

Is it my birthday?

Source: Daily Kos.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Bless me father for I have sinned

...It's been over eight months since my last confession, when I said:
I don't give a ratfucking piss about the Rolling Stones. And I'm going to go that one further: Nobody gives a ratfucking piss about the Rolling Stones. Except boomers desperate to cling to the illusion that the bands they liked when they were in college, and therefore themselves, are still relevant.


That was written when there was this bullshit tempest in a teapot about the "jab" the Stones were taking at the Bush administration on their new album...and the blogs were all atwitter and CNN was all abuzz.

I said:


It's a publicity stunt, you idiots. It's another Rolling Stones album that you won't be able to name one song off of by the time their next album comes out.


Just checking in: I imagine one or two of you may have bought that album. From memory, can you name me one song off it? Ah-hah.

Now we come to Neil Young. Look, I got no quarrel with Neil Young. By and large it's not my type of music-although I have enjoyed some of his songs more when covered by other artists, like Saint Etienne's "Only Love Can Break Your Heart". I like some of the CSNY material, including the underrated "American Dream" single. And I admire the attitude behind Trans (more than I admire the actual music).

So this isn't about him being anything other than a gifted songwriter and for all I know a swell guy. But recent history is repeating. He's got a new album coming out that expresses a bit of picque at Washington, and once again, the world press is beside itself.

They're quite dizzy with anticipation, because they believe Neil Young is The Great Truth-Teller Who Will Set Everything Right With His Urgent, Burning Guitar Lines And Scathing Lyrics.

I believe there will be a burble of interest among people who already believe themselves to be fierce, commited critics of the Bush administration and think the best way to express that is with the drug of their choice and a little rock n' roll.

Real life will resume the next day, and this lyric will still suck. Perhaps you remember a few weeks ago, when I said,
I don't like 98% or so of all political songs, on a purely asthetic basis. For me, they sacrifice emotion for stridency.
in reference to Pink's "Dear Mr. President," which I was citing as an exception that tests the rule. But Young's "Let's Impeach the President" reads like a National Lampoon parody of the kinds of songs I was talking about.

But even if it didn't, to pretend that this is a meaningful event on any sociopolitcal or artistic level is just the wishful thinking of a lot of boomers who had their chance to make the world a better place, and decided to vote for Reagan, and blindly support the "war on terror," instead.

Now, they look back on a time when gosh darn it, they were half a million strong.

Everyone has got their character

I'm stealing this from Shakespeare's Sister, where the question of the Day is:

Who are your most beloved characters from works of film fiction (not based on written works)?


Here's who comes to mind-as ever, this is not an ordered list:

Jane and Aaron, Broadcast News.
Newt, Aliens. And Ripley, but only as she appears in the first two films.
Nick (the William Hurt character), The Big Chill.
Parry, The Fisher King.
Louis (the Michael J. Fox character), The American President
Nick Stark, It's My Party
The Iron Giant, The Iron Giant
Lou, New Waterford Girl
Krush, Finding Nemo
Syd, Ice Age

Mystery talentless hack theatre 3000

As a rule, I don't write too many posts about Ann Coulter. It's like fencing with a cream puff. But today, I found a couple of posts...that are just too much fun not to pass on to y'all.

First, here's a lengthy but laugh-filled post by Al Franken, describing An Evening With Ann Coulter.

Then, via Pharyngula, here's a description of the contents of Coulter's latest book.

Enjoy.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

It's really really scary in the deep dark woods

How Skary is YOUR journal?

That's as good an explaination as any for one of my favorite TV shows

You Are Boston

Both modern and old school, you never forget your roots.
Well educated and a little snobby, you demand the best.
And quite frankly, you think you are the best.

Famous people from the Boston area: Conan O'Brien, Ben Affleck, New Kids on the Block


But...Arrrrgh! New Kids on the Block?

Suckers.

Your Quirk Factor: 57%

You're a pretty quirky person, but you're just normal enough to hide it.
Congratulations - you've fooled other people into thinking you're just like them!

To victory go the Swift

We've heard recently from one or two Christian folk who feel their beliefs have made them the target of disrespect. I have to admit, I have been skeptical in the past. But now, via Shakespeare's Sister, comes this real and really distressing information.

Three-quarters of students surveyed across America said that over the past year they heard derogatory remarks such as "Jesus freak" or "Bible basher" frequently or often at school, and nearly nine out of ten reported hearing "that's so Christian" or "you're so Christian" - meaning stupid or worthless - frequently or often.

...The study also showed that bullying has had a negative impact on learning. Christian students were five times more likely to report having skipped school in the last month because of safety concerns than the general population of students...In addition, the average GPA for Christian students who were frequently physically harassed was half a grade lower than that of Christian students experiencing less harassment.

Shakes then adds her own comment:
This, of course, is total bullshit. It’s an article about gay students that I changed to make this point to conservative homobigot Christians who constantly whine about being persecuted: Shut the fuck up, you moany cunts!

Emphasis hers, but I sympathize.
But [homobigot Christians] are dinosaurs, and one day they will be extinct—and we will collect their bones and put them in a museum and tell our grandchildren about the freaks who once thought that the LGBT community didn’t deserve to be our equals. Our grandchildren will laugh and shake their heads...

All the best cults are sex-based

As you may know, Plan B is a form of contraception. It is not an abortive. Nevertheless, the FDA is desperate to block its over-the-counter sale, to "protect" young women from this additional route to avoiding unwanted pregnancy. Which has the additional effect of reducing the number of abortions, but don't tell them that. Logic and consistency only makes the heads hurt of those whose brains have been addled by the holy spirit.

What's their excuse this time? Well, as I seem to be saying far too often lately, I am absolutely not making this up. Via Daily Kos:
According to Newsday, the Center for Reproductive Rights will grill FDA brass about the "wacky" worries of deputy operations commissioner Dr. Janet Woodcock:

Simon Heller, one of the attorneys, plans to quiz Woodcock on a March 23, 2004, staff memo suggesting she was concerned Plan B might lead to teenage promiscuity.

The FDA is only supposed to consider the safety and efficacy of drugs.

In the memo released by the FDA, Dr. Curtis Rosebraugh, an agency medical officer, wrote: "As an example, she [Woodcock] stated that we could not anticipate, or prevent extreme promiscuous behaviors such as the medication taking on an 'urban legend' status that would lead adolescents to form sex-based cults centered around the use of Plan B."

And that's a woman speaking.

Now and then we wonder who the real men are

I do some talking-much of it tongue-in-cheek, but some of it serious-around here about, for lack of better words, "girlishness" and "boyishness." It's something that's important to me on many levels and in many ways.

In my entertainment, I like smart, headstrong female characters (see: Hermione in the Potter movies). I also like these qualities in my friends and lovers. I hope those of you who've been reading this blog for a while would agree that my liking for those qualities is reflected in many of the posts in it.

Of course, they're also what I like to write, and have always liked to write, in my female characters. Something that I really like about writing Keitha, Annabel and Colley is that to different degrees, all of them are about the masculine in the feminine, and vice-versa.

As I discussed recently, one of my favorite television shows is Gilmore Girls, and Amy Sherman-Palladino one of my favorite television writers (going back to Roseanne). Lisa is my favorite Simpson. Like everybody else in America, I'm in love with Chloe on 24.

Yet as we've seen, I also bristle at the notion, seemingly held by some, that having a vagina automatically makes one better than having a penis. Related to this is what I perceive as an implication that no woman has ever hurt a man, men have only hurt women.

I'm here to tell ya: It ain't necessarily so. In my life, no men have ever hurt me the way some women have.

Also, I dislike what I see as a victimization of feminism. Where on the one hand women claim to want to fight their own battles and take on men on their own terms. Yet too many of 'em can't wait to run to daddy when the going gets tough.

Please note I am not speaking of "all" or even "most," simply, "too many."

I am a straight, single man, with all (or at least much) that that implies. For instance, I can't see that a woman posing for Playboy, for example, is an inherently oppresive (or do I mean oppresed?) act. I'm not saying I think it's a freeing act either, as some might argue. I think a nude woman is a nude woman, and any political context is in the eye of the beholder.

I think Holly Hunter is one of the best actresses around, and one of the smartest in her choice of roles. I also think she's a babe, and have enjoyed her nude scenes on that basis. Must these be opposing views?

Anyway, to make a long story short (too late): What all this is in aid of is that Echidine has a good entry in her blog on masculinity and femininity, and how we define them. I think you should go read it.

Now I'll leave you with this song by Joe Jackson...

That sound you may have heard between eight and nine PM (Pacific time) last night...

...was the sound of a few million "Gimore Girls" fans sitting in judgement. You see, not only was last night's the first episode to air since we learned that series creator Amy Sherman-Palladino is leaving the series along with her husband, it was written by the person who's replacing her as showrunner, David Rosenthal.

Now: Far be it from me to say that a man can't write something girly as "Gilmore Girls," which is the girliest thing I've ever liked (and I've liked some girly things). Though an investigation revealed some...curious...things about Rosenthal.

Like that he once quit a job and divorced his wife so he could write a play about his obsessive desire to have sex with Heidi Klum. But hey, we've all been there, right?

Admitting upfront that knowing what I know about the future of the series undoubtedly colored my perceptions of this episode, I have to say: For the first time in memory, last night I saw characters on "The Gilmore Girls" doing things that made me say "No. No, that character would never do that."

This does not bode well.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

I know I can't be the only one thinking...

Wait-Charlie Sheen has a children's clothing line?
Charlie Sheen is convinced his estranged wife timed her latest legal attack on his character in a bitter attempt to sabotage his new children's clothing line, Sheen Kidz.

The actor has gone public with his angry feelings about Denise Richards' latest bid for a restraining order, which she won on Friday (21APR06) - and he's certain the former Bond girl had an agenda in mind.

He fumes, "It happened on a Friday and the kids clothing thing is launching on Saturday. Coincidence? We think not.

"I'm launching Sheen Kidz and my kids aren't here."


Via OhNoTheyDidn't.

What fool thought that was a good idea? I mean, not even getting in the middle of the couples legal machinations, Sheen's image was not that good to begin with. I hate to say it because I think the world of his father as an actor (and, insofar as I can tell, as a man), but...

You think Charlie Sheen, you think illegal drugs, ilicit sex that reportedly included paying hookers to dress up like cheerleaders, and porn star ex-girlfriends (including Ginger Lynn, who the sorry freak let get away).

Yes, that just screams out "should have clothes for sale at Toys R Us", doesn't it?

I stand corrected

This is the gayest thing I've ever seen.

Soul hip it hurts

Glenn Greenwald has a post in Unclaimed Territory that I highly recommend reading, and following the links he provides to The BradBlog & firedoglake. He takes as his starting point an informal interview that Brad conducted with Russ Feingold recently.

After a lengthy excerpt, Greenwald notes:
...I have been waiting for some time to hear Feingold explain: (a) whether he did provide any advance warning to other Senators before announcing his Censure Resolution and (b) if not, as seemed to be the case, what the reasons were for not doing so. This is the first time I have seen anyone ask him this. That the truly probing questions are being asked by bloggers rather than by national journalists is becoming increasingly commonplace.


Then another excerpt:

Whether supported or passed or not, Feingold said, it's important for the history books. When people look back to see what happened here, and wonder if anybody stood up for our Constitution in the face of unprecedented disregard for it, via the illegal practice of spying without a warrant on American citizens on U.S. soil, it'll be right there that at least he and about five others in the Senate had the courage to stand up and say, "No, this is wrong."

Greenwald then points to Jane Hamsher identifying a truth:

Jane Hamsher wrote yesterday about an American Prospect article by John Halpin and Ruy Teixeira on closing the "identity gap" for Democrats, and as Jane argued, the central problem for the Democrats is not that independent and swing voters think that Democrats stand for nothing, but that core Democrats like Jane think that, too.

And I think that, too.

Republicans get overwhelming support from our military

Except, of course, when they don't.

According to a poll at ArmyTimes.com, a majority of respondents believe that Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld should resign


Via The Raw Story.

Dave's not here, man

Tommy Chong was a featured guest and speaker at NORML's convention in San Francisco this past week, which attracted more than 500 attendees. Among his remarks:

"I know Dick Cheney's Secret Service guys smoke pot," Chong said. "The reason I know that is I sold them bongs."


He also compared Bush to a speed user or "tweaker." (Maybe he meant Adderall for ADD?)


Ask yourself: Do you really disbelieve that Cheney's SS guys or Bush are drugged up?

Oh, my god

I apologize in advance, but this post is about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. A subject I've avoided for the most part, apart from the odd irresistable joke or swipe at him for being a pissy little queen.

My favorite thing about the blessed Cruise/Holmes union remains the fact that-as far as I can tell-virtually no one is buying it. For some reason, we all bought Mimi Rogers. We bought Nicole Kidman. Some of you even bought Penelope Cruz. But Katie Holmes? An entire country basically went "Eh-no."

But now at least, now Tom has put the lie to any notion that he might be less a human being than a simulation automaton programmed to star in/promote movies, and repeat.

Via Paul at Shakeseare's Sister's...


Less than a week after the birth of daughter Suri, Cruise has forsaken diaper duty and turned up in Rome for the Italian premiere of Mission: Impossible III Monday night.



"My mission impossible was to be here today," he said at a press conference. "I didn't want to come. My daughter was just born and I didn't want to leave her and her mother...I thought about not coming to Rome, but Kate said go and have fun."

Bush supporters show their manhood

...by threatening a 15-year-old child.
Ava Lowery is a fifteen-year-old who lives in Alabama. She calls herself a peace activist, and for the past year, she’s been producing her own short animations on her website, peacetakescourage.com. All in all, she’s made about seventy of them, she says, and most of them oppose Bush and his Iraq War.


“WWJD” (“What Would Jesus Do”) is a powerful animation that features a soundtrack of a child singing “Jesus loves me, this I know” while one picture after another of a wounded, bloody, or screaming Iraqi child fills the screen.


She says she’s received a lot of positive feedback in short messages back to her site. And she understands that the fact that “people are on the web, and they just let loose.” But she was unprepared for the viciousness of the negative feedback—especially the ugly sexual slurs similar to those that Cindy Sheehan has faced. (If you can’t stand foul language, stop reading now.)

“It’s people like you who need to fucking die and get raped while your corpse rots in the sun,” said one e-mail Lowery shared with me. “Fuck you, I would jack off on your parents if I could. If you don’t like the team, get out of the park. That means take ur small dick and get the fuck off of my homeland you faggot chocolate gulper.”


Ladies and gentlemen: The party of John McCain.

That 30% barrier is in sight

In the telephone poll of 1,012 adult Americans carried out Friday through Sunday by Opinion Research Corporation for CNN, 32 percent of respondents said they approve of Bush's performance, 60 percent said they disapprove and 8 percent said they do not know.


I know this is just projection, but take a look at the picture that accompanies that story...and tell me he's not starting to look like President Logan from 24.

Curiouser and curiouser, said Alice...

Ok, you know that CIA agent who was fired, that we've all been assuming it was because she leaked about the secret prisons (because that's what we were told by the administration)? Well, funny story.

Turns out...

It really is true. They lie about absolutely everything.

ETA: Crooks and Liars has some speculation about why agent McCarthy was sacked. My own theory is that Porter Goss wanted to replace her with "Ralph," the Wonder Llama, but that's probably just a lack of sleep speaking.

Monday, April 24, 2006

Bauer blogging

It's observed on one of the last-season DVD commentaries that things happen in almost any given act of any episode of 24 that would only be the last act of whole episodes of lesser series. If not the finale of entire seasons.

Tonight's was an excellent example, and one of the best episodes of the year.

There's part of me that wants to believe Henderson wasn't just mindfucking Audrey and that her father might still be alive. But if he's dead, that won't bother me nearly as much as if Aaron is.

(Note to Corey-you won't know this having just come in last season, but Aaron's one of those characters who's been around a long time on the periphery of this series, gaining more lines and screentime each year, till this season he emerged as a major supporting player.)

And speaking of characters who've been around a long time: Was I the only one, when Jack raged at Henderson that he'd been responsible for the deaths of David Palmer and Audrey's father, two real patriots, who yelled:

"And Michelle and Tony!"

-at the screen? Besides being pretty good patriots themselves, they were also among Jack's oldest friends. What I said about Henderson two weeks ago still goes: A bullet in the middle of that landing field he calls a forehead is too good for him.

I want him to go slowly. With Jack on hand to make sure he suffers.

And now for something completely different

I'm trying a new template...like it?

I'll never live this down

Your Heart Is Pink

In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.
Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.

Your flirting style: Coy

Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park

Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant

What you bring to relationships: Romance

The only good red is a...actually, this is pretty dead-on

You Are Red Orange

You are a very genuine person, although it takes a while for you to show the true you.
A bit introverted, you desire respect and affection from those close to you.
You are quite empathetic, and you have a true concern for the well being of others.
Many people have warm, heartfelt memories of you - even if you don't remember them well.

Y'hear that, Jenna and Barbara?

Prince Harry: Send me to war or I quit
Prince Harry has threatened to quit the Army if commanders refuse to send him to the front line.
He told senior officers before recently passing out of Sandhurst as a Second Lieutenant: "If I am not allowed to join my unit in a war zone, I will hand in my uniform."



On a completely unrelated matter, Jenna and Barbara Bush had a disturbing experience at their spinning class recently. Their teacher made critical remarks about their daddy, which made Jenna cry "oh pooh."

And just like a woman, she went running to a man (her boyfriend, one Henry Hager) to make everything all better. So he called the club to complain (instead of asking the teacher to step outside-y'know, like a real man woulda).

Poor dears. You'd almost think no one had instilled in them the notion that this "freedom" that other people are supposedly dying and killing for also includes the freedom to disapprove of their father himself.

That's the gayest thing I've ever seen

And I've seen The Lord of the Rings, the Golden Globes, and Pet Shop Boys live in concert. Nevertheless....

Oh, really

Josh caught an interesting paragraph in a Post story today about the firing of CIA officer Mary McCarthy...

The White House also has recently barraged the agency with questions about the political affiliations of some of its senior intelligence officers, according to intelligence officials.

Sunday, April 23, 2006

Sing it, Mac

Blender's 50 Worst Things To Happen To Music. Seems pretty dead-on to me. Especially:

Number 07: Finding God.
Number 50: Sgt Pepper.

Now I know what you're thinking, but hear them out, read their reasons and see if you don't agree:

Concept albums, progressive rock, Brian Wilson's nervous breakdown, baby boomers yammering away about the Summer of Love, musicians taking themselves more seriously than cancer surgeons -- all the Beatles' fault.

Now think about it, is "When I'm 64" really worth all that tsuris?

Number 31: Jazz Fusion.
Number 06: Madonna's British Accent.
Number 44: Rock Poets:
Memo to aspiring rock stars: Lyrics do not constitute poetry. Neither do pedestrian observations your lifecoach thinks are profound. And despite what Jim Morrison seemed to believe, disturbed Freudian ramblings you howl while waving your dick around onstage are also, alas, not poetry. Please "cc" Jewel, Billy Corgan and Jeff Tweedy on this memo.


And perhaps best of all, number 41: Melisma. Oh yes, lord. This elevation of technical mastery over any genuine emotional life in the song is why I will never watch American Idol and why I will never forgive Mariah Carey...no matter how nice her T&A is (are?).

And some people tell me my beloved synth pop is soulless. Speaking of which, as a loyal Pet Shop Boys fan, I have to register official objections to the listing of Ecstacy and syn drums...but I understand what they're talking about.

Their number 43 seems to contradict itself. It's labeled: "Fake Non-Lesbians." Which would seem to be a wag of the finger at things like the "shocking" Madonna/Christina/Britney kiss. But their caption reads:

Don't get us wrong -- we love lesbians. Just so long as they're not playing music. From Melissa Etheridge to the Indigo Girls, real-live Sapphic rock stars are to blame for some truly awful trends: earnest coffeehouse confessionalism, the Lilith Fair, flannel.

Now t.A.T.u., on the other hand ...


So which is it? Personally, I can go either way.

...As it were.

I would have added to this list:

The big-hollow-dick swagger of Rock Stars. Then again, they do include both Van Hagar and Fred Durst on their list, so I guess they've got that covered.

The death of Kirsty MacColl. But I admit that's personal.

Indie movie soundtracks full of dreadful songs with "clever" titles riffing on pop-culture.

The Simpsons Sing The Blues.

Self-conciously political songs.

Morrissey's solo career(Viva Hate excepted, and maybe one or two other singles). That ought to get me knocked off Shakespeare's Sister's blogroll, but I stand by it.

And finally:

"Throw your hands in the air! And wave 'em like you just don't care!"

Okay, the Mary McCarthy thing

Greenwald's got it:
Deliberately obscured in the furor over the CIA's firing of Mary McCarthy is that she was fired for disclosing conduct on the part of our government which is plainly illegal, highly disturbing, and further reflective of the lowly and authoritarian levels to which the U.S. has descended under the Bush administration. What the story by Dana Priest revealed is that our government maintains secret prisons beyond the reach of the law, inspections by human rights organizations, and the knowledge of Congress or any other oversight body. Anyone who is kept in them is, by definition, disappeared and almost certainly tortured. How could it be anything but legitimate to reveal that our government is engaged in this behavior?


That is what the Bush administration is so angry about -- that leaks of this sort constitute the last remaining check on their power to act without constraints of any kind, including those imposed by law, and it is why they are waging war on it...

They better not use words like ideology

Semi-lengthy review of the Kos/Armstrong book 'Crashing the Gate' that articulates a coming schism in the "progressive blogsphere." It's worth reading the whole thing. Especially when the author, RJ Eskow, makes the point that the party dismisses so-called "special interest groups" at their peril.

But here are my responses to a couple of other key paragraphs. As Eskow defines the division:

One side would provide technical and consulting support to Democratic candidates that represent a wide ideological swath - and, not incidentally, would like to be the Party's new leadership. The other side, while having remained true to the Party by and large for many years, now stands ready to abandon it if need be - especially on the national level, should a right-leaning candidate (or one cynically assuming a right-wing pose) lead the ticket in 2008.


I find I am steadfastly in the latter camp. But I defend myself by asserting I've been forced to this position. By John Kerry, Al Gore, Joe Lieberman, and even Bill Clinton. No matter how much George W. Bush's performance has added to Clinton's stature, I don't forget what a political animal, not to say whore, he is.

I have seen what happens when Democrats try to appeal to the lowest common demoninator, and it ain't pretty. I'm not voting for a Democrat unless one shows up.

Another interpretation of Dean's candidacy can be taken as a direct refutation of the technocratic approach. Maybe Dean's campaign caught fire because of its ideology, and ultimately failed because of its dependence on the netroots. If that's the case, then forget all this new-tech stuff - be true to the 'Democratic wing of the Democratic Party' and you'll be in great shape. It's true that Dean raised a lot of money via the Internet, but maybe he started concentrating more on money (and technology) and less on message, to his own detriment.

For what it's worth, it's my feeling that we should be wary of any interpretation of Dean's losses that doesn't acknowlege the fact that he got well and royally fucked by the media. If you think you know what really happened on that night in Iowa, read this.

I wasn't as excited about his campaign as some of the "netroots" were. But he'll always have the distinction of being the only serious candidate to be right early about the Iraq war. And currently, he's just about the only biggie in the party that I can stand to see speak.

Which is probably why the rest of the party seems to distance themselves from him; they're still more interested it "having each other's backs" than in what "the base" wants. For example, see Ted Kennedy saying why sure, yup yup yup, he'd be glad to support John Kerry in 2008.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Stephen Sondheim is God


I've nothing to say.

You have many things.

Well, nothing that's not been said.

Said by you, though...



I want to make things that count,
Things that will be new...


Stop worrying if your vision
Is new
Let others make that decision
They usually do.


Anything you do,
Let it come from you.
Then it will be new.


from Sunday in the Park with George.

Signify Palo Alto, Motherfucker

Mercury News:

President Bush's visit to Stanford University's Hoover Institution was quickly moved to another location after more than 1,000 protesters converged around the Hoover tower.

The White House said the protesters blocked the only road into the central areaof the campus where Hoover is located, which forced a meeting with several Hoover fellows to be moved to the campus home of former Secretary of State George Shultz, a Hoover fellow who organized the gathering.

The motorcade instead traveled to the house, which is on the outer edge of campus.

The change in plans delayed the president's arrival by about 15 minutes.

That's my hometown, goddamnit. Thasright.

It's a hap-hap-happy day

As I sit here typing this, to my right there are two big brown shopping bags full of the following just-purchased books:

Bloom County Babylon
The People's Doonesbury
The PreHistory of The Far Side
The Billboard book of #1 Hits
The Devil's Candy
Murphy Brown: Anatomy of a Sitcom
The Moon's a Baloon by David Niven
King of the Night: The Life of Johnny Carson
Groucho, Harpo, Chico and Sometimes Zeppo
Doonesbury: The Original Yale Cartoons

Easy Riders, Raging Bulls
Much Ado About Me by Fred Allen
Until I Find You by John Irving
Prime Time Blues by Donald Bogle
My Father's Daughter by Tina Sinatra
Fletch Reflected by Gregory McDonald
Adventures in the Screen Trade
Down & Dirty Pictures
There Really Was a Hollywood by Janet Leigh
Show & Tell by John Lahr

...all for less than $20.

Library sales. Gotta love 'em.

Hey hey!

You Are Krusty the Clown

You were the class clown as a kid, and you still entertain people.

From faking your own death to getting a wacky boob job, you'll do anything for a laugh.

You will be remembered for: your face being everywhere, from cereal to home pregnancy tests

Your life philosophy: "I heartily endorse this event or product."

Friday, April 21, 2006

Oh, $&#&&%%!

Amy Sherman-Palladino, the creator, chief writer, and showrunner of "Gilmore Girls"is leaving the series at the end of this season. Along with her husband, creative partner (and lucky SOB because he's married to such a writer), Daniel Palladino.

Around the web, this is being compared to Aaron Sorkin's quitting "The West Wing." I won't go quite that far. If only because while it's true that the Palladinos have written the lions share of "Gilmore" scripts, they still haven't written as much as Sorkin did of "West Wing."

But that's splitting hairs, and this is really upsetting news for fans, especially since next year is thought to be the series final. I've been meaning to post something about how I think GG has, in relative quiet, been having one of the best runs in TV history.

Unlike perhaps 98% of all shows that last more than five years, they have yet to have a bad season. Even their fourth year, which is generally held to have been a misstep, seems to me to be deeply underrated, with some of my favorite lines and characters.

I was really looking forward to the Palladinos "bringing it on home" next year. Now I just have two or three more episodes to go and then for better (not likely) or worse (probably) Stars Hollow changes forever.

Sigh...

Cut to Ben banging his head against the computer desk again

Or, "more things I shouldn't do." I shouldn't attempt to read "The Most Popular Lesbian Romance Novel Of All Time." Why? Because on one page....on one flipping page...I find not one, but two fairly specific character traits that I've already assigned to "my girls."

You have to understand, ladies and gentlemen, I have this terrifying fear of being unoriginal. That this thing I've been working on for years is going to come out and be judged "nothing we haven't seen before."

Or perhaps worse-that it won't even get to that stage because editors will say something like "We already have thousands of books like that-and they're written by real women, real lesbians."

The more sensitive among you are beginning to figure out why the notion that a vagina instantly confers upon one deeper feeling, greater strength and talent was such a touchy subject for me last week.

I'm as shocked as you are

At Shakespeare's Sister's, Waveflux found an item that says there's now actual scientific data to support this notion:

When heterosexual men are confronted with images like this we tend to lose all of our critical faculties, and it makes it hard...for us to make decisions.

I know I was having a heck of a time deciding whether to run a picture of Holly Hunter, Nicole Kidman, or both.

But getting back to this incredibly important scientific study, take heart, gentlemen, it's not that we're just dumb guys, apparently, it's that we've got testosterone oozing out our fingertips.

The more testosterone he has, the stronger the effect, according to work by Belgian researchers.

Hush little Cheney, don't say a word

Via The NY Post, Cheney taking a nap during a meeting with the Chinese President.

Ha ha, ha ha, ha

Former Democratic presidential candidate John Kerry said on Thursday he was seriously thinking about another White House bid in 2008 and will decide before the year is out.

"I will make that decision toward the end of the year, but I'm thinking about it hard," Kerry said in response to a question at the Latin Economic Forum at the United Nations.

"If you can get help me find 60,000 votes in Ohio ...," he joked, referring to the close race in that state on which his 2004 loss to President Bush hinged.


Via Pam's House Blend.

The lord helps those who help themselves, John.

This is just for those of you who love the piano as much as I do

And I mean the musical instrument, not the movie (of which I'm not a fan-Jane Campion's films would be better if all her characters were as mute as Holly Hunter in that one). But I digress. NPR's Fresh Air has a selection of appreciations of and interviews about Thelonious Monk.

It's the use of the words "semi-competent" that send a chill down my spine

Kos has a good post building on a piece in The Economist about the question most of us leftys are asking: Just how suicidal are the Democrats? The Economist sez:



The Republicans are so unpopular that any semi-competent opposition party should be sauntering to victory in the mid-term elections in November.


It's true; even Fox-flippin'-news yesterday had Bush's job approval rating at 33%. But as I say, it's those words "semi-competent" that scare me. Ted Kennedy was on Fresh Air and The Daily Show yesterday. I missed the radio appearance but I can tell you that judging from TDS, Sherman's right: It was very much a stay-on-the-talking-points kind of interview. But what were those talking points? The DNC-approved "we can do better" and "withdrawl from Iraq-but with honor!"

Seems to me I've heard the "with honor" thing before in histories of the Vietnam war. It seems to be what we say when, for some reason, we just can't say, you know what, this has been a complete and utter cock-up from the beginning, there is no getting out with honor, and so we just have to get out now.

But anyway, back to The Economist.


"For the Americans in the middle, who have no strong partisan allegiances, we have failed to articulate a real plan or vision," say Markos Moulitsas Zúniga and Jerome Armstrong, two of the most popular Democratic bloggers. "It's not that people know what we stand for and disagree; it's that they have no idea what we stand for," say James Carville and Paul Begala, two of the architects of Bill Clinton's winning presidential campaign in 1992. The junior senator from Illinois, Barack Obama, one of the Democrats' most admired politicians, has tried to make a joke of it. "You hear this constant refrain from our critics that Democrats don't stand for anything," he remarked the other day. "That's really unfair. We do stand for anything."

See, here's why I'm wary of Kos and have little or no interest in reading his book, though I do read the blog (obviously). On the one hand, he says the Democrats have to appeal to the middle. This is the thinking that brought us Kerry '04 and Gore 2000.

Then he says things like this-

The GOP WILL motivate its voters come November. They'll rail on abortion and gays and scary brown people crossing the southern border and how Democrats want to take their Bibles away. And their core supporters will turn out. And Democrats, unless they realize that they need to inspire, will find those huge gains will fail to materialize.

You cannot have leadership without offending someone. Someone once said you could measure Bobby Kennedy's greatness by the number of enemies he had. George Bush and Karl Rove know this, and they don't care who they offend as they seek to inspire and motivate their core supporters.

-with which it it would seem hard to disagree. Except that if memory serves, each and every time a pro-choice, pro-gay or other "special interest" group has stood up and demanded that the Democrats live up to their inspirational rhetoric...or they can't count on their vote... Kos is almost always among the first to say:

"Shut up, man, you're gonna queer the deal!"

I think women and gays and "scary brown people" are to the Democratic party what those not-at-all gullible folks who believe themselves to have a good dose of the Holy Spirit are to the Republicans: People you say the right words to in order to get their votes, regardless of whether you really mean them or not.

And then you turn around and do whatever shitty things will keep you in the lifestyle to which you have become accustomed. And I'm not sure, but I think Kos really, really wants to get accustomed to that lifestyle.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Ted Kennedy is a twit

I mean really, how do you louse up one of the greatest political quotes of all time, as he just did on The Daily Show? The line he tried to use was Will Rogers' "I am not a member of any organized political party...I'm a Democrat."

Only he forgot the word "organized," rendering the joke unfunny and meaningless.

I wonder if Ralph Nader will be any better on The Colbert Report.

Music to Play When I'm Dead

M' learned colleague James "the" Mann recently wrote to me to ask if I'd contribute to a project he's putting together; the idea, to assemble a collection of songs people want played at their funerals or like events.

I am happy to comply as I owe James a favor and as it happens I do have such a list, but I am now going to lessen the value of my contribution by repeating the answers here. Sorry, James. The order of the following has no signifgance...at least that I am aware of...

Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye/Bananarama

Many years ago I told a close friend I wanted this played when I was dead. I was kidding, but she said anyone who knew me would be crying, no doubt in remembrance of my puckish wit.

Frozen In Time/Thompson Twins

The American release of TT's "Side Kicks" (on casette) contained an extra side of remixes, including this mostly-wordless version of an album track. It's a song that, to me, may sum up better than any other my absolute and genuine love of synth.

Steppin' Out/Joe Jackson

The 1986 live version included on his "Live 1980/86" two-album set, wherein he slowed it down into a beautiful ballad that made the lyrics take on new meaning. "We were...steppin' out...into the night...into the light..."

Say Hello, Wave Goodbye (Almighty Radio Edit)/Soft Cell

This is reserved for one of my more toxically cynical moments, but sometimes I can't resist the drama of laying on a room full of dutiful mourners a song whose last words are "Take a look at my face for the last time...I never knew you, you never knew me, say hello, goodbye."

Bon Voyage/George Winston

Composed by Vince Guaraldi for a "Charlie Brown" special, this descending, minor key piece was originally meant to underscore a departure no more permanent than Snoopy being shipped to obedience school (it didn't take). But it's arguably my all-time favorite Guaraldi piece-Great Pumpkin Waltz is its only real rival. It was unrecorded by him, but included by Winston on his tribute solo piano album.

Even more words to live by

As quoted in If You Want To Write, by Brenda Ueland...

Van Gogh said:
"My only anxiety is what I can do...could I not be of use and good for something?...And in a picture I wish to say something that would console as music does."

Let's say I'm beneficent

Student, to Mel Brooks: I think your films are somehow more benevolent and affirmative than Woody Allen's.
Brooks: Let's say I'm beneficent. I produce beneficial things. A psychiatrist once told me he thought my psyche was basically very healthy, because it led to product.
As quoted in Show People, by Kenneth Tynan.

Nude women just can't get a fair shake in America

Texas college bars students from posing for Playboy

Someone call William Donohue, he'll want to speak out against this important affront to civil rights.

(Actually, my favorite thing about this item is these two final paragraphs)

The threatened punishment was met with a yawn by students on campus.

One woman, who professed no desire to pose for Playboy, said Baylor officials had "more important things to worry about" and wondered if male students would face similar punishment if they were seen reading an issue of Playboy featuring Baylor women.

BTW...

...prepare to see the words "Rove," "Karl" and "indictment" in a sentence, probably sometime in the next couple days.

And they fell for that? Wait a minute...

Philip Winikoff walked up to the door of the Lauderdale Lakes apartment carrying a black medical bag.

He told the woman inside he was a doctor from ''North Miami Hospital,'' going door- to-door offering free breast exams.

But authorities say the 76-year-old Winikoff was no doctor. And the medical bag wasn't his, but his wife's. She is a registered nurse.

On Wednesday, Broward sheriff's deputies arrested Winikoff on charges of sexual battery and simple assault. Winikoff allegedly fondled the breasts of two women and then sexually assaulted them.

It's a ''very bizarre crime,'' said BSO spokesman Hugh Graf. ``It may very well be a first.''


Ladies...I ask you...

Full story here.

You know, what's great about Michelle Malkin is that she has a vagina

Which automatically makes her better than someone who happens to have a penis, even when she does things like this (as described by Dave Neiwert):
There is a good reason that using the power of mass media to expose individual citizens' private lives to abuse and threats is considered unethical: It represents unchecked and abusive power. No one interested in holding the public trust should either want or seek it.

Yet this, of course, is exactly what Malkin did this week in publishing, on her blog, the home phone numbers of three students who led anti-military protests on the campus of UC-Santa Cruz.

Predictably, the students were deluged with hate mail and phone calls, including a number of death threats.

Malkin not only refused to take the numbers down -- in response, she reverted to her timeworn victimization schtick, posting some of the nasty e-mails she received in return and pretending there was nothing wrong or unethical in her behavior.

We're all too familiar with this routine. After all, it's what the entirety of her book Unhinged was predicated upon. Malkin, as I said then, is like the lunatic who walks around the public square and pokes people in the eye with a sharp stick, and then is shocked, shocked, that anyone would respond with anger and outrage.


This is not at all unlike something Ann Coulter did once, despite the fact that she too has a vagina...

Yeah, that's probably fair


Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!


HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY

I don't know the books, and I can't remember this character in the movies

Is this good or bad? I'm thinking it's bad.




As Neville, you may be shy and clumsy, but you are loyal, gentle and generous, admired for your easy going nature.

According to this quiz, I'm 15% more like this Neville fellow than I am like Hermione, who as we all know is my favorite character.

Wow!

So there's this fella named William Donohue. Mr. Donohue is the president of a group called the Catholic League for Religious and Civil Rights. He is deeply, deeply concerned about civil rights and he knows that gosh darn it, Catholic people just can't get a fair shake in this America.

Every day, they are beaten down by the brutal, savage thuggery of shows like South Park, that hurt their feelings by suggesting that the things they hold sacred and dear may not in fact be sacred and dear.

And Mr. Donohue sees, quite clearly, that people like Trey Parker and Matt Stone-or as he calls them "The Man"-are keeping his people down oppressed, and by golly, he's angry about that. Or as he put it:
85 percent of the population is Christian in this country. Sometimes, I feel like we have an inverse situation here, somewhat analogous to what we had in South Africa, where the majority of the people who were black were dumped on by these white racists. Here, we have a small segment of the population, I call them the "secular supremacists," and they have it out against the 85 percent of the population who's Christian...

Yes. Catholics in America...blacks in Apartheid South Africa. That's roughly the same, yeah. Somebody call Little Steven!

Once again, I am absolutely not making this up.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

When this movie was new and in the theaters I wrote about why I found myself with surprisingly little interest in seeing it, but emphasized that as I hadn't seen it, this was an uninformed opinion.

Well, I've seen it now, so this is an informed opinion. It's a stiff. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. If we don't nail it to a perch it'll be pushing up the daisies. I didn't like it. A few jumbled thoughts on why:

First of all, the special effects, particuarly on the talking animals, should be lesson one in a class called "Why CGI is not always the answer."

And because the film is PG, there are some ridiculous cuts and story choices sparing us the agony of seeing children becoming involved in violence...which is only what the story's about.

Worst of all, there is a hushed, quasi-religious tone to much of the dialogue and the way it's delivered that's unbearable. It's the same sense I get for much of the Star Wars movies once Lucas stopped trying to make popcorn movie homages to saturday afternoon matinees and became reborn as George Lucas: Mythmaker. It's not as bad as the dialogue in the latter Star Wars movies (nothing, at no time, has ever been as bad as the dialogue in the latter Star Wars movies), but it's hideously bloated with self-importance.

"Bloated" is a good term to describe the whole film, actually. I believe judicious editing could have trimmed it down to a neat 90 minutes or so instead of two hours and 15 minutes. But it was made while epic film lengths were still hot (I think King Kong may have killed that for a while) and so we get lengthy battle scenes in which I didn't care about any of the characters, and so had no emotional investment.

Terry Gilliam once said that only when he saw Steven Spielberg's Hook did he appreciate how good his own Adventures of Baron Munchausen really was. Films like this and the aforementioned Lucas films underscore for me what an achivement the Harry Potter movies and Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings trilogy are.

I suppose I can offer sympathy to the director Andrew Adamson on two or three points. He's not as ood a filmmaker as jackson, but I think Tolkien was also a better writer than Lewis, so he wasn't working witb as rich source material.

Lewis' children heroes are uniformly horrible people to the extent that I was grateful for a wolf attack breaking up their innocent games. They're not inspiring, they're blah. Unlike the main trio in the Potter movies of Harry, Hermoine, and Ron-I think the characters are the best part of those films.

It's been years since I re-read any of the Narnia books, but I did try to read another of Lewis' works not long ago and couldn't even get through the first few pages.

Also, Adamson was between a rock and a hard place, really. He rarely even attempts any shots with the artistry of Jackson, true...but when he does, a voice that sounds remarkably like that little kid on South Park can be heard saying "Lord of the Rings did it!"

Push out the love, bring in the jive

Okay, enough of those lists of our favorite things. Q Magazine lists the 50 worst albums ever.

Confession time: I actually kind of like one or two of the versions on their pick for #15. Various – Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Heart Club Band – OST. The movie's my best-ever pick for the school of bad movies I like to call what were they thinking? But the songs, well, it's hard to screw all of em up...

Then there's #28. The Rolling Stones – Dirty Work. Again, I actually kind of liked "Harlem Shuffle"-but then, as we've esatblished, I don't give a ratfucking piss about The Rolling Stones, so you can't go by me.

#29. Various – Christmas In The Stars: Star Wars Christmas Album. I haven't heard this, but it cannot possibly top the Christmas With The Super Heroes album on which Batman goes up against Rudolph, the red-nosed hitman.

#31. Stevie Wonder – Woman In Red. Oh come now! What about...no, they're right.

#42. Babylon Zoo – The Boy With The X-Ray Eyes. Dunno about that, but I still like "Spaceman."

As for albums I'd add, well, believe it or not...

Pet Shop Boys-Release. In which the boys distinctive songwriting skills desert them, it is to be hoped not forever.

Joe Jackson-Night & Day II. This misstep is the nadir of Jackson's recording career.

Okay, the Duke thing

I don't have too much to say about it-just that for my money, hands-down the best blogging about it is being done at TalkLeft: The Politics of Crime. Here is the most recent post, and here is a link to their archive.

The real reason the vile Rumsfeld won't be fired

I think Josh has got it.

...I think the real story here continues to be that things are so bad at the White House, the level of denial and secrets to be kept, the self-bamboozlement and bad-faith so profound, that they just can't manage to bring in any new blood.

With Rumsfeld, or any other cabinet secretary, there's a related problem -- the importance of which has, I think, not been fully appreciated or aired. If Rumsfeld goes, you need to nominate someone else and get them through a senate confirmation. That means an open airing of the disaster of this administration's national security policy. Every particular; all about Iraq. Think how much they don't want that ...

He's so photogenic

I mostly like Al Franken

I like his book Lies. I like his radio show-but more, I liked the televised version Sundance used to air. On the other hand, when Sundance aired what was supposed to be a victory celebration on election day '04 (and we all know how that turned out) it was one of the saddest things I've ever seen. On the other other hand, he annoys Bill O'Reilly, which is the most noble task ere given to man.

So I mostly like him. And I liked this thoughtful interview in which he discusses a forthcoming documentary about him (which I'll probably also like) and the possibility that he'll run for office in 2008.

Excerpts:
...[the Republicans] continue to make a lot of mistakes. There's still the profound lack of intellectual honesty and seriousness—in the way they approach the war, in the way they talk to Americans, in the way they approach the rest of the world. That hurts us every single day.


I get angry, too—especially when it has to do with the troops. These guys [in the White House] seem to be very blithely willing to risk other people's lives and then completely disrespect [the troops] on top of it.

First sign of a dumb rule

George Bush on how he responds to his critics:

Asked on Tuesday how he would respond to critics who equate his defence of Mr Rumsfeld with ignoring the military, Mr Bush said: "I'm the decider and I decide what is best. And what's best is for Don Rumsfeld to remain as the secretary of defence."



Via Echidine, who adds
Reminds me of those t-shirts which say "Because I'm the mummy, that's why." Or the daddy in this case, perhaps.


PS: So he's the decider, is he? Reminds me of two things: The high priests Annas and Caiphas plotting to crucify Jesus in a song called "Then We Are Decided" in Jesus Christ Superstar.

And here's another one for the Doctor Who fans: Who remembers Full Circle?

"Hey, pay attention back there! Kang is talking!"

The link that remolded the web: Marvel Superheroes Secret Wars reenactors.

"Look, at no point in the series does the Hulk ever fight Dr. Octopus! Might as well have him fight Fin Fang Foom!"

"Fin Fang Foom wasn't in Secret Wars."

"My point exactly!"

Little dreamer, you're the DJ of your soul

You Are a Red Flower

A red flower tends to represent power, seduction, and desire.
At times, you are loving like a red tulip.
And at other times, you're very enthusiastic, like a bouvardia.
And more than you wish, your passion is a bit overwhelming, like a red rose.

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Timely "Legal"

There's been a lot of talk of vaginas around this blog of late. First we discovered that the good Reverend Donald Wildmon's press people can't even bring themselves to type the word. Then Egalia taught us all that the mere possession of such an item instantly confers on one an inherent superiority to any and all possessors of a penis, whomever they may be.

Then to my surprise and delight, a subplot on "Boston Legal" tonight dealt with an idiotic lawyer ending a relationship with a beautiful, bright woman because she freely and frequently used the term.

This woman.

When I say idiot, I mean idiot.

Sing your life

Misty, via Shakespeare's Sister, asks:
What song (or up to three for a mini-soundtrack) currently describes your life?


Waiting For My Real Life To Begin (Colin Hay)

Time Will Tell (The Twins)

Field Work (Ryuichi Sakamoto/Thomas Dolby)

Oh. My. God.

This is going to be one of those posts that I feel compelled to start out by saying: I am absolutely not making this up. One or two of you may remember the Abstinence Clearinghouse, which, as it sounds, is a group that promotes saving sex for marriage.

I wrote about them late last year when they had the bright idea of merchandising cherry-flavored (I am not kidding) lollypops with "just say no to sex" messages on the stem.

But that was just kind of stupid, mostly, and also a little bit funny.

This is not funny.

The Abstinence Clearinghouse also sponsors something they call "the Father-Daughter Purity Ball."

Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy ride.

The "Father-Daughter Purity Ball" is a dance, you see, like a prom. Only at the end of this one, the girls recite a pledge to their "dates"....their fathers.

Digby says:

You have to see it to believe it. They are all dressed up like prom goers, the dads in tuxes and the daughters in evening gowns looking all grown up. They dance, they laugh, they giggle. And then father and daughter stand up, holding each others hands, staring into each others' eyes and the girls make these vows as if in a wedding ceremony.

The pledge goes a little something like this.

I pledge to remain sexually pure...until the day I give myself as a wedding gift to my husband. ... I know that God requires this of me.. that he loves me. and that he will reward me for my faithfulness.

Already, creepy enough, right? Wait, there's more. These are not 15 or 16 or 17 year old girls I'm talking about here, no no. This is what I'm talking about, in an actual picture from one of the balls.
As Digby also says, in a separate post:
I can understand why the little girls would want to do this. It's a chance to dress up and spend time with their father. If it were for another purpose, it might be sweet.


But instead, it's unspeakably corrupt.

This upsets me more than words can say.

Okay, Spade, I'll give you that one

As a rule, I like David Spade only slightly more than I like Rob Schneider. But there are occasional exceptions; I thought he gave a very likable vocal performance in The Emperor's New Groove, for example.

And this made me laugh...
"The National Enquirer has reported that Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes were married eight months ago by a chaplain in the Church of Scientology. The groom wore a casual linen suit while the bride wore an expression of slowly-awakening terror."
---David Spade on The Showbiz Show


-Via Daily Kos

Monday, April 17, 2006

Just when you thought The Colbert Report couldn't get any better

Not only do they reference one of the coolest videos of all time-The Cars "Magic"-but Rik-bloody-Ocasek appears and smacks down Todd Rundgren, currently touring as lead singer for the "New Cars."

Red Eye

This was my first extended look at Rachel McAdams in action. There are those-indeed, many-who think she's quite the hottie. I don't quite see it myself; no argument she's attractive, but for me personally there's something missing.

Or maybe it was just this role. I liked the film generally and McAdams certainly does a more than capable acting job in it, but her character makes too quick a change for the last act. As it happens, that last act is when I started liking her character (and the movie) a lot more, so I was okay with it while I was watching it. But sitting here, now, I wish her characterization could have been a little less plot-driven...and the plot a little more character-driven.

But, that's probably not a wholly fair thing to ask from a thriller, that's not what it's trying to be, anyway. As a thriller, Red Eye works well; the tension is neatly sustained with little or no gratuitious violence.

And I'm a sucker for "woman fighting back with smarts" stories anyway. One thing happened in the denouement that I wish they'd avoided; I won't reveal what, but it's not enough to capsize the movie. Hell, even a show as smartly written as Veronica Mars was its first season didn't avoid this particular trap.

If you see it, keep an eye on an actress named Jayma Mays, who plays Cynthia, a coworker of McAdams' character. The two have some nice "female bonding" moments throughout. I know nothing about her-this is apparently her major credit to date-but again, just to my personal taste, she is more of a sweetheart than the film's star.

(It says here she comes from Virginia, worked with Tim Busfield of The West Wing in the theatre, and "has appeared on the Los Angeles stage in several plays, including a production of “The Rocky Horror Picture Show,” in which she played the lead role of Janet." This explains everything.)

What's My Line?

The UK has done another one of those polls, this time to determine their favorite (single-line) song lyrics. U2 have come in at number one with this line from, drearily enough, "One:"
"One life, with each other, sisters, brothers"


Also in the top 20: The Smiths, Nirvana, Marvin Gaye, U2 again, Bowie, and The Police.

So, as you can well imagine, this started me thinking about a list of my own...which follows in no particular order:

My Favorite-Homeless Club Kids. "The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing."

Bobby Darin-Simple Song Of Freedom. "No doubt some folks enjoy doin' battle, like presidents, prime ministers and kings, so let's all build them shelves so they can fight among themselves."

Pop Will Eat Itself-Can U Dig it? "We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!"

Glass Tiger-Thin Red Line. "Red is for the heroes; green is for the brave; soldiers would you leave me with no souls to save?"

Howard Jones-New Song. "Don't crack up, bend your brain, see both sides, throw off your mental chains!"

Joe Jackson-It's Different For Girls. "You're all the same..."

Joe Jackson-Steppin' Out. "But nothing hides the color of the lights that shine..."

Tears For Fears-Shout. “If I could change your mind, I'd really love to break your heart”

Culture Club-Move Away. "I never wanted to be a hero; I never wanted to be a man"

Pet Shop Boys-It Couldn't Happen Here. "All dignity and injured innocence"

Human League-Love Action (I Believe In Love). "I believe in truth, though I lie a lot"

Kirsty MacColl-Don't Go Home. "Nowhere was mine, no one was home"

Kirsty MacColl-As Long As You Hold Me. "As long as you need me I will try not to die"

The Beatles-Strawberry Fields Forever. "It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out...it doesn’t matter much to me."

A sobering post before 11 o'clock in the morning

Billmon gives a possible explaination for the United States' reported plans to attack Iran. And it ain't too damn good.
What we are witnessing (through rips in the curtain of official secrecy) may be an example of what the Germans call the flucht nach vorne – the "flight forward." This refers to ta situation in which an individual or institution seeks a way out of a crisis by becoming ever more daring and aggressive (or, as the White House propaganda department might put it: "bold") A familar analogy is the gambler in Vegas, who tries to get out of a hole by doubling down on each successive bet.

Classic historical examples of the flucht nach vornes include Napoleon's attempt to break the long stalemate with Britain by invading Russia,the decision of the Deep South slaveholding states to secede from the Union after Lincoln's election, and Milosevic's bid to create a "greater Serbia" after Yugoslavia fell apart.

As these examples suggest, flights forward usually don't end well – just as relatively few gamblers emerge from a doubling-down spree with their shirts still on their backs.

Read more. And give thanks to If I Ran the Zoo for the link.

And now, "Poetry Corner"

Okay, the "Generals speaking out against the vile Rumsfeld" thing, about which you may have heard. I think columnist Madeleine Begun Kane sums it up best...
Some Gen'rals are filling our ears,
With Rummy critiques and Bronx cheers.
What a shame they're so late,
And didn't join the debate
Before Bush got another four years.

Sunday, April 16, 2006

Good news for people with vaginas

Got a comment from Egalia to an earlier post. She writes:

...the fact is people with penises continue to rule the church, the state, the corporation, ETC., and the world is a friggin mess. Both fairness and sanity suggest the world might be a better/warmer/saner place if people with vaginas get their turn.


This just in...

Cathy Guisewhite is automatically a better cartoonist than was Charles Schulz, because she has a vagina.

The L Word is automatically a better show than Huff or the first four years of West Wing because it's written by more people with vaginas than they are/were.

For that matter, Anna Faris is a better actor than Hank Azaria, because she has a vagina, and he does not.

Amy Ephron is a better novelist than Gregory McDonald-again, because of that whole vagina thing.

Mary J. Blige is a better singer/songwriter than Colin Hay. You know why? Vagina.

Paris flickin-Hilton is of more value, and stands a better chance of making this world a better/saner/warmer place than Muhammed Ali. She has a vagina too, after all (in case you hadn't heard).

Oh, and Margaret Cho is a more important comedian than Richard Pryor. Can you guess why?

In closing, I'm going to repeat something I said in replying to Egalia's comment:

What's between people's ears is more important than what's between their legs.

And thank you and goodnight.
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