Slouching Towards Oblivion

Thursday, March 03, 2016

The Threat Of The Threatened

Plenty of folks "on the left" have been harping on this one for quite a while. 

I guess we could call it Authoritarian Fever or some such. Nobody really knows why it happens; it's not like the crazies aren't always with us.  

It's like having these nasty little microbes living inside of us, and for whatever reason, once in a while they go nuts and we come down with a bad cold, or strep, or even a staph infection or meningitis. The good news is that we usually get better, even if we do nothing but bundle up on the couch with some chicken soup and pound the occasional herbal tea with honey lemon and Jack for a few days. The bad news is that sometimes it kills us even when we make it to the ER.

BTW: "Herb T, with Honey Lemon and Jack" is a good name for a band tho - dontcha think?

Anyway, here's a piece from Vox, taking a long look at the phenomenon:
Perhaps strangest of all, it wasn't just Trump but his supporters who seemed to have come out of nowhere, suddenly expressing, in large numbers, ideas far more extreme than anything that has risen to such popularity in recent memory. In South Carolina, a CBS News exit poll found that 75 percent of Republican voters supported banning Muslims from the United States. A PPP poll found that a third of Trump voters support banning gays and lesbians from the country. Twenty percent said Lincoln shouldn't have freed the slaves.
A free press is supposed to act as a national immune system, so this might be touch-n-go for a while.

At this point, talking to each other and getting people out to vote is pretty much the only chicken soup we've got left.

Stay together. Work tgether. Get shit done.

(hat tip = Twitter buddy Athyvaya)

Today's Pix


Truth rising from her well to shame mankind











Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Today's Tweet

Today's (creepy) GIF


Does this finally mean that Godwin's Law is just part of a buncha old intertoobz-ey shit that needs to be trashed already?

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Sam B Brings It


Let's review:
  1. Eggs ain't chickens
  2. Tadpoles ain't frogs
  3. Ain't nuthin' goin' on in my daughter's uterus that's any of your goddamned business
So fuck off, motherfucker. And then fuck off some more. And keep fucking off until you get all the way back here - and then fuck off again.


And let's try to remember that abortion restrictions have almost no effect on any woman living at or above the basic Middle Class level.  The women in Jagoff Dan Flynn's life will hop on a plane to Montreal or Vancouver (to visit an old friend - or to attend an important Jesus-ey thing), and be back all spiffed up, and in plenty of time to make Sunday services where I'm sure they'll be praying for re-election and for a god-sent firebomb to mysteriously destroy whatever's left of those evil Planned Parenthood clinics.  

This shit has nothing to do with health - women's or otherwise - it has everything to do with power.

Tuesday, March 01, 2016

Logic Error


Thinking it's pretty amazing that we can know this with such certainty and precision.  Yay nerds - not kidding - Fucking Yay Nerds.  

It gets real easy to imagine how eager the (eg) Mayan rubes would be to confer power on the guys who could predict a solar eclipse 8 or 9 hundred years ago and who would then claim it to be their ability to discern what was on the minds of their gods.

Then I think about people today still making claims they can channel a god thru all kinds of magical mystical bullshit, and who then presume to tell us what their god wants the law to be.

I get that the Magic, the Woo, the whatever; it's about power and politics.  It always comes down to that transactional thing where I disconnect part of my living thinking brain in trade for the warm fuzzy feeling of safety within the shelter of the herd, or the arms of a protector, or whatever I get in return for my willingness to self-infantalize - and I'm right back to thinking religion really is a mental illness.

Today's Tweet

Tunes For A Tuesday

Lake Street Dive via NPR Tiny Desk Concerts

Rachel Price - Lead vocal
Mike (McDuck) Olson - Guitar
Mike Calabrese - Drums
Bridget Kearney - Standing bass


"I Don't Care About You"
"How Good It Feels"
"Godawful Things"





Obama Bond

Why do they hate him?  

Cuz they know they wanna be - and they know they'll never be - this fucking cool.