Dec 6, 2018

Today's Tweet



What he said.

Dec 5, 2018

Overheard Today

...at Poppy's funeral:

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who wonder if Trump's dog will curl up and lie down next to his casket, and those who say, "No - Pence will still be in prison".

And The Magic Begins

Last nite was Bummernacht, the last day of Frank Zappa's earthly tour.



And today begins the annual celebration of Zappadan, a time of mystery and magic and the vague sense of dread that all the wrong people are watching and listening to be sure all the right people stay in their assigned places. 

And it culminates with the rebirth of the sun - and freedom - on December 21st.


Dec 4, 2018

Today's Tweet



All of a sudden, an awful lot of people seem a bit obsessed with 45* dying. Hmmm

A Random Thought

There's been a whole long string of PolToons like this one - a happy reunion for Poppy and Babs in the afterlife and blah blah blah.


I think I get it, but I have to let Cynical Asshole Mike come out and play for just a minute:

  1. Doesn't the background in this cartoon look a bit like flames?
  2. "Welcome home"? Like "Glad you're dead, George - wanna dance"?



It's Not About The Dying

It's about surviving and remembering what happened - and why it happened.

It's about making sure we always link the outcome to the causes of the outcome. 

WaPo:

The counterprotesters who had gathered in this city’s downtown were cheering, chanting and hugging one another. The white supremacist rally had been stopped before it was supposed to begin. “These are the happy people,” Marissa Blair Martin remembered thinking, as she, her fiance and her friend Heather Heyer walked to join the marching crowd.

Blair Martin live-streamed the scene on her Facebook page. She said she wanted people to see the celebration, and she wanted friends who were concerned for her safety to know there was nothing to worry about.

Then, she heard the sound of tires screeching, and the joy turned to “moments of terror,” Blair Martin testified.

As the murder trial of James A. Fields Jr. entered its second week here Monday, Blair Martin was among the witnesses who continued to describe the chaos of Aug. 12, 2017, when Heyer — whom Blair Martin described as compassionate, “always outspoken but not argumentative” — was killed.

Fields, a self-professed neo-Nazi who had driven from his apartment in Ohio to the “Unite the Right” rally, roared his car into the counterprotesters, killing Heyer and wounding 35 others, some seriously.

The death capped off a violent day of hate that captured worldwide attention and forever tied this quiet college town to the emergence of white supremacists emboldened by the presidency of Donald Trump.

The Daddy State always rouses the rabble. By now, we have to know 45* will always follow the pattern of Stochastic Terrorism.

He'll always stoke the paranoia. He'll always speak vaguely (and not so vaguely) in terms of violence, intending to impel violent action while maintaining a plausible deniability.

It's what an asshole like 45* does. And so, weirdly enough - though it's not weird at all - he can talk the talk of personal responsibility and self-reliance, having provided himself plenty of Smarm Space to blame a simpleton like Fields for doing something along the lines of  what 45* had in mind the whole time. 

For normal people, what Fields did was almost precisely what we all know 45* expected some "lone wolf" to do.

None of this is new - I've said all this before - lots of people have said it all before. And I don't care if it sounds too familiar or it's boring for you or whatever. 

45* sent his fucking goons to my home town, and they killed Heather Heyer. 

This will not be forgotten and it will not be forgiven - go ahead and talk to Jesus for that one if you feel the need, but you're not gettin' it from me.

We make this about the living only if we survive it and remember the dead.

Dec 3, 2018

Charlie Tells The Truth

Charlie Pierce is a national treasure.


"Battlefield courage and political courage can be quite different things"

His piece on Poppy Bush at Esquire:

However, as Bush rose in the Republican Party, its power base swung south and west. It slowly embraced empowered radical religious fundamentalism. And, most significantly, in the wake of the Civil Rights Movement, it made a conscious decision to energize itself through the splintered, but still powerful, remnants of American apartheid. 

Bush never appeared comfortable with these developments, but he never could quite bring himself to denounce them, and he had very little compunction about using them when he needed to do so. Because of this, and because of the starchy aloofness of his basic mien, he struggled mightily against the impression that he was inauthentic. He did not often win that battle.

My lord, the man enlisted to fight in World War II when he was still underage and he came back a genuine hero. (Say what you will about those old WASP families, but there are a lot of their names on the wall in Memorial Hall and in the Memorial Church at Harvard.) Why did he feel that, to be president, he had to butch it up against Dan Rather, or tell an audience after his debate against Geraldine Ferraro that he’d “kicked a little ass last night.” Why did he feel he had to flip flop on reproductive choice as baroquely as he did? He felt he had to act in this ridiculous fashion, and he wasn’t strong enough to fight against his own ambition. Battlefield courage and political courage can be quite different things.

- and -

He could have been one of the most powerful voices against the slide of Republicanism into movement conservatism, religious fanaticism, and irrationality in general. Maybe nobody could have stopped it. (Even his son, George W. Bush, made a kabuki stab at it. Remember “compassionate conservatism”? But, because he was a Bush, W handed this phantom philosophy over to Karl Rove, who had been too much of a ruthless ratfcker for the elder Bush. We ended up as a nation that tortures.) But he could have tried. His stature would have counted against it.

But he could never muster enough political gumption to overcome his own ambition.

Today's Tweet



Wonder how much he thinks they can get for beans and wheat that's mostly slime by now.


And how much suffering are the rubes willing to endure just so they can avoid having to admit they're getting played?

It's A Wonderment

"I'm not a scientist but..." 

That one needs to be added to the big shit can right along with

  • "I don't mean to be a jerk about it, but..."
  • "I'm all about the women's rights thing, but..."
  • "I'm not a racist, but..."

There's nothing that comes after that kind of opening that anybody should listen to for any reason other than some weird masochistic desire for a little aural pain.

Trevor Noah:


And I ask again: Why do we have to rely on late nite comedy shows for honest media criticism?

Dec 2, 2018

Today's Quote

I hope to arrive at my death late, in love, and a little drunk.
-- Atticus

hat tip = Ed Freeman, Darden School of Business