Friday Quote Blogging

The answer to last week's Friday Quoteblogging, "All I have is some loose jello, okay?" was Muppets From Space.

Since there does not appear to be much interest in trying to guess the quotes, I am going to change the format by selecting quotes I consider awesome, and just giving away the movie they're from right up front, plus maybe some plot synopsis.

This week's quote:

"If there's one piece of truth in your insect soul, I want it!"
- They Came To Cordura

This movie stars Gary Cooper as an officer who chickens out in the middle of a battle against Pancho Villa's forces, and is given the duty of getting a bunch of medal-winning heroes safely to Cordura so they won't get killed before they receive their medals, which the Army considers embarrassing. He is also responsible for writing up their medal citations.

Despite or because of being a coward, Cooper's character is obsessed with the concept of courage, and uses his interviews of the heroes to try to understand how they did what they did. The irony of the movie is that the "heroes" turn out to all be pretty much scum of the earth, and Cooper ends up being the only noble and heroic person in the entire movie.

This movie was very close to the end of Gary Cooper's career - he died two years after it was made. Also look for an appearance by a forty-something Rita Hayworth (a little rough around the edges, but still looking good) and a pre-Bewitched Dick York. Also Van Heflin and Tab Hunter, for those of you who like that sort of thing...

And here's another picture of Eek:

Why Don't I Get The Good Spam?

Well, Hello/BloggerBot is totally hosed, so I can't post any photos at the moment. Will have to investigate Imageshack or Photobucket or something like that. But it's not a total loss. While poking through the Hello user forums to see if there's any info (ha), I found the following spam posting:

bottle of beer living with turkey write a love letter to alchemist of necromancer.When you see for demon, it means that microscope around ball bearing trembles.Bob, the friend of Bob and hides with for fundraiser.

It's like the synopsis of a lost Twin Peaks episode or something...

Easter Church Blogging

A few days after this shot was taken, the church hit an iceberg and everybody drowned.


Spooky Church!

Saturday Late Night Storeblogging

I probably won't be saying much this week - I have company. I'll probably just do the occasional photoblogging.

For tonight's theme, I give you the beauty of commerce...


My Ionic Air Purifierey-Sense is tingling!


Candy-Rama! Woohoo!

Friday Quote Blogging

Well, Medusa won last week's quoteblogging, but did not supply a replacement quote, so it falls on me once more. This week's Friday Quoteblogging Official Quote™ is...

"All I have is some loose jello, okay?"

Once again, if you guess the quote, you get to pick the quote for next week, although this is not mandatory.

Also, a question: Given the choice (which is the point of the question), would you prefer...

A) Pretty good quotes from well-known, easily guessable movies, or

B) Super mega awesome quotes from movies you may not be familiar with?


Here kitty.


The Divine Ms. Eek, once again.

Friday B&W Photoblogging

Coupla more B&W photos I rather like. I promise, I do have some o' that newfangled color stuff, but just between you and me, I think it's a fad.


Almost dry fountain. The non-dryness is probably snowmelt, but I could be wrong...


Much as I liked the wood color, I just had to go B&W for that old-timey feel.

"LIFE"? WTF???

What is up with these Schiavo protesters and their red "LIFE" stickers taped over their mouths? What the hell is that supposed to even mean? And how creepy is it that they all seem to have them now? It just makes the Schiavo kerfuffle look even more like the coordinated, manufactured event that it is. I see the courts keep saying no, the wingnuts keep pushing, and scream "Judicial Activism!" at every turn. And now they're using it to argue that the judiciary obviously isn't far-right enough.

Of course, their dream solution is to take the courts out of the equation altogether. Maybe they can get 3 or 4 senators in a room together and bang out a constitutional amendment decreeing that the feeding tubes of people named Terri Schiavo cannot be removed. That'd fix those judges' little red wagon! Ha!

Can we please put democracy's feeding tube back in now?

(okay, I really did not like the way the line breaks in the posting by e-mail - too many line breaks in odd places)

Groundwork

Another thing that the Democrats must keep in mind is the very high probability that Republican policies will lead to a financial or terrorist-inflicted disaster. An electoral scandal and constitutional crisis is also a possibility: I believe there are limits to just how large a margin election "gaming" and fraud can cover up without leaving behind a gun too smoky for the media to ignore. What happens if that threshold is exceeded, at least to the point where the election outcome is severely in doubt? What mechanisms do we have for resolving such a situation?

In theory, Democrats should be able to capitalize on any of these negative outcomes, as they can all be laid clearly at the doorstep of the Republicans. In reality, they would be pilloried by the Republicans and the media for opportunistically "politicizing" a national tragedy.

Therefore, what I'm advocating is that the Democrats get out in front and periodically raise a big stink (and for the love of God, don't capitulate!) about the various ways that the 100% Republican-controlled government has made us vulnerable:

• Failure to aggressively secure ports, Russian nukes, or chemical or nuclear plants
• Stoking the rage of radical Islam.
• Profligate deficit spending and reckless, unfair tax cuts, making us a debtor nation with potential archrival China our major creditor and reducing the dollar's viability as the world's de facto currency.
• Destroying goodwill abroad, drastically reducing the chances of any further help in the event of a terrorist or financial emergency.
• Failure to guarantee free, fair, and verifiable elections, compromising the legitimacy of our government.

This may admittedly be a little much, and some of it may be too abstract and need to be boiled down, but my point is that the Democrats need to be vocal about these issues in advance, so that everyone knows where they stand before the unthinkable occurs. It's very easy to denounce terrorist attacks or stock market crashes after they happen, and both sides of the aisle will be doing exactly that. But the Democrats will be on the record as having warned of disaster, while the Republicans will be on record as steamrolling and shouting them down. This will give the Democrats standing and credibility to point the finger of blame after the fact.

My first thought was that they should be civil about it, but the more I think about it, the more I think righteous anger is appropriate, and will be harder for the Republicans to counter or dismiss. If you repeatedly warn someone that their actions will hurt America, and they accuse you of being an obstructionist or traitor, then I think you have a right, nay, an obligation to be furious when you are proven right.

Am I rooting for catastrophe? Of course not. I think it is highly probable, if not inevitable, but I desperately hope to be proven wrong.
What I am rooting for is that the Democrats will not let the Republicans get away with saying, "Well, these things happen, no-one could have seen it coming, we must all pull together now and do whatever we say," as they did after 9/11. They must be held accountable for their willful refusal to protect America from harm.

I fear that the Democrats have neither the sense nor the spine to do this, or that if they do, that the media will not pay any attention. Their only hope may be to somehow find a balance between language sensationalistic enough that the media can't stay away, but not so sensationalistic that the Democrats can be dismissed as marginal tinfoil-hat loonies. It's a lot easier when the media is with you than against you, unfortunately.

UPDATE: Actually, I think this is how I would like the Democrats to respond to accusations of politicization (but without the swearing): "This is not about politics. This is about the Republicans lying and fucking up over and over again. They have proven beyond all rational doubt that they cannot be trusted with the reins of government, and we ask that when it comes time for the American people to make their voices heard once again, that they remember which party tried to protect their interests, and which party betrayed them."

Is The Lining Silver Or Black?

I've been reading and pondering the Terri Schiavo case some more, looking for ironies and opportunities, which are often one and the same. Of course, there is the obvious one, which is that the Republicans are overreaching in their mad quest to placate their rabid religious/pro-life base, and that the American public in general is rather horrified by the whole ghoulish affair. While that is gratifying, I think it is overly optimistic to think that anyone will still remember this glorified sideshow in 2006, much less 2008, or that a whole lot of election hay can be made with it.

What is more intriguing to me is the continuation of the pattern of expanding federal and majority power at the expense of the states and the minority. The former is especially ironic, as the Republicans have traditionally been the (very selective) champions of "state's rights", using it as an excuse to give states the go-ahead to turn a blind eye to or actively encourage racism and pollution.

Where I'm going with this is that the Democrats should explore the possibility that this power grab, coupled with the 2000 election decision, may have weakened states' rights constitutional standing, giving the federal government the right to step in when the state is not adequately protecting an individual's rights. Granted, that's not really what's going on in Florida, but they're pretending it is. As with 2000, they also claim that this is not a precedent, but I'm skeptical that anything can simply be declared not a precedent.

In any case, the next time the Democrats see a legitimate instance of individual rights being trampled while the state government looks the other way, they can point to 2000 and Terri Schiavo as justification for the feds stepping in. I would also like to see them bring this case up every single time someone's life support is about to be turned off against their spouse/parent/son/daughter's will, as with Bush's Futile Care Act from back in his Texas governor days.

And I would like to see the Democrats cataloguing and filing away all of the Republicans' tricks for consolidating majority power, especially the "nuclear option" if it comes to that, and using them mercilessly if they regain power in 2006 or 2008 or... ever (we're going to turn into Russia if we don't get serious election reform, but that's another story altogether).
It might not do much good with W. still wielding veto power (at least in theory; no-one's ever seen him actually use it), but if we can get a Democrat in the White House, he or she is going to need FDR-like power to start reversing all the damage the Republicans have done at home and abroad.

The only sticking point would be how to make this temporary: What I would love to see is 2-4 years of rubbing the Republicans' noses in their own parliamentary shit, and throwing their own self-serving words back in their faces every time they squeal about it, followed by a magnanimous bipartisan bill that enshrines into law all of the power-sharing, minority-protecting courtesies the Republicans blew up, like the 15-minute voting window, redistricting only after the census, and possibly the filibuster.
Preferably with some strong and eloquent verbiage about why the bill was necessary, to be trotted out when future congressmen attempt to remove or circumvent it, as they undoubtedly will. I really do like the jiu-jitsu idea of using the Republicans' own blind self-interest against them, both by taking advantage of the power they grabbed, and then using it to make them beg for a return to the comity they destroyed.

What can I say, I'm an idealistic dreamer. In the real world, if the Democrats ever do retake control, the only suspense will be whether they use their new power to exact revenge, or just hand the club back to the Republicans and beg for more beatings because it makes them feel loved.

And, of course, if the Dems don't start winning elections, then the Republican race towards single-party dictatorship will accelerate, as they continue to chip away at the integrity of the Constitution and the electoral process, unchecked by emasculated Democrats and a judiciary increasingly infiltrated by hard-right ideologues.

Black & White Not Much To Say Photoblogging

I don't have a whole lot to add to the whole Terri Schiavsco, other than to say that this talk of "saving her life" is just idiotic. Terri Schiavo has been dead for 15 years - THERE'S NOTHING TO SAVE.

So here are a couple of photos instead.


I got nothin'. I just like shadows and reflections.


Oh, I'm being followed by a chain shadow, chain shadow chain shadow...

Sharkasm

Well, the shadowy and mysterious Codename V. has persuaded me to watch Spring Break: Shark Attack, against my better judgment. I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I'm rooting for the sharks. The shark chomping the windsurfer was especially cool.

Hearts And Minds

Aristotle: Colossal Dumbass or Bullshit Artist Supreme?

I was reading a review of The Dress Lodger, which the shadowy and mysterious Codename V. recently recommended to me. The heart seems to be a recurring motif, which reminded me of a question I wonder about from time to time:

If the ancient Greeks believed that the heart was the seat of consciousness, and the brain was merely a cooling system for the blood, does that mean that they perceived their thoughts and inner voice (and, um, Personal Narrative) as coming from their chest? I cannot imagine my inner voice coming from anywhere other than my head, but is that just cultural conditioning? Would it possible to raise a child in such a way that they perceive their inner voice as originating from their toes or their pancreas or their naughty bits? (That last one may be redundant for some guys...)

Actually, thanks to The Miracle Of Wiki, I have learned that maybe it was just Aristotle:

Ancient Greeks held differing views on the function of the brain. Hippocrates believed the brain to be the seat of intelligence, but Aristotle held that the brain was a cooling mechanism for the blood, while the heart was the seat of intelligence. Aristotle reasoned that humans are more rational than the beasts because they have a proportionally larger brain to cool their hot-bloodedness (Bear, 2001).

I started to go off on an angry rant about Aristotle just making shit up, but I think I will just limit myself to noting that there are probably a whole bunch of animals with gigantic hearts who are just plain dumb as stumps, and that it is really quite extraordinary to believe that a person or animal could be knocked out or killed instantly by a sharp blow to their blood-cooling system. Also, shouldn't such victims have conspicuously overheated blood?

But I digress.

Friday Quote Blogging

Okay, last week's quote blogging was pretty much a miserable abject failure. No more oldies, I guess. Since no-one guessed that last week's quote ("Will you both stop this female drooling? I have a violent headache.") was from The Man Who Came To Dinner, I guess the ball's still in my quote, er, court.

This week's quote:

"Character is what you are in the dark."

And for those of you who like cats... there'll be cats.


Eek-cellent...

Cool Bloggings

I have just been informed that Paris Hilton is no longer cool, which is something I have known or suspected for quite some time.

However, my highly placed confidential source also reports that Nicole Richie remains cool, so it looks like the world still has some catching up to do.

The Strom Thurmond Of Baseball?

If someone had asked you 15-20 years ago, which major league baseball player would still be playing at age 46-47, how many of you would have said "Julio Franco"? Be honest, now.

Big OopSS...

From the Washington Post, by way of Yahoo, by way of watertiger:

While the White House has helped convince more than two-thirds of those polled that Social Security is heading for a crisis or possible bankruptcy without change, 56 percent disapprove of his approach, a survey of 1,001 adults conducted March 10-13 shows. By comparison, 38 percent approved of his handling of the issue and 52 percent disapproved of it in mid-December.

Does everyone see the beauty of this? Bush and the Republicans have succeeded in making a sizable majority of Americans believe that Social Security is in a state of crisis, while at the same time failing miserably at convincing them that their plan will save it.

So, if SS is in mortal danger, and no-one trusts Bush to save it, that opens up a pretty huge opportunity for the Democrats. Yes, I've heard everyone saying, "Don't offer a plan! Don't bail the Republicans out!", but I don't really buy that. Offering a simple, sober, sensible plan like "Raise the FICA cap - problem solved" that bears zero resemblance to Bush's dramatic, roll-the-dice-in-the-stock-market plan is not bailing the Republicans out. And if the Democrats can frame themselves as the party that saved Social Security from BushCo, then so much the better.

Now, if we can just get America to wake up to the fact that the Republicans haven't actually made us safer from terrorism, then maybe we can get rid of their sorry criminal asses once and for all...

Personal Narrative About Personal Narrative

Today I thought I might ramble self-indulgently about the Personal Narrative, which I think of as, well, the story that people tell themselves and others about their lives to give it meaning and context. If there's an official, clinical definition that means something else, well, tough. This is the concept I want to talk about, and Personal Narrative captures it perfectly.

Personal Narrative is something I've thought about off and on for a long time - usually every time I would see someone who clearly thought they were a lot cooler than they actually were. Lately I find myself thinking about it more than usual, which I attribute to the dawning of three closely-related ages: The Age Of The Cellphone, The Age Of Reality TV, and The Age Of The Asshole.

The Age Of The Cellphone is pretty self-explanatory. We have reached a point where every idiot and many non-idiots have cellphones, and love to talk on them loudly and at length in public places. It's a combination of conversation and performance, as they attempt to impress not only the person on the other end of the call, but also everyone in the immediate vicinity. What makes this somewhat intriguing (although still mostly repellent) is the way it opens a window into that person's Personal Narrative, as the story that they tell of their life is invariably one in which they are the hero: They did something brilliant at work or have a sure-thing great new job opportunity or promotion in the works; some chick is totally into them; they told someone off/stood their ground/didn't let someone pull a fast one on them. I can't remember ever hearing anyone on a cellphone talking about what a major-league fuckup they are; at most, it's a humorously-embarrassing-yet-charming anecdote. They are always supremely cool and/or competent. Now, I don't know a lot of people, but I know enough of them to know that the supremely cool and competent ones are in a very small minority. And among cellphone users, it's even smaller. I also hold cellphones responsible for the wherever-I-am-is-my-living-room phenomenon, often observed in movie theaters.

The Age Of Reality TV is something I was certain was unsustainable, but now looks like it will outlast most Chinese dynasties. I believe that its effect has been to reinforce the validity of the Personal Narrative. Before reality TV, if you were a nobody, deep down on some level, you knew you were a nobody. It was just the way the world was. But now, it looks like any nobody can attain 15 minutes of undeserved stardom on some cheesy reality show, so now instead of being just a nobody, everyone can think of themselves as the star of their own reality show, and behave as the stars of actual reality show have instructed them: Be rude, be loud, be selfish, be deceitful, be narcissistic and vain, that's the only way to get ahead and get noticed! Reality TV is steroids for the Personal Narrative, complete with the 'roid rage and general social maladjustment, as dysfunctional, antisocial behavior is made to seem normal and even admirable. Which leads us to...

Yes, I'm aware, The Age Of The Asshole is a harder claim to make, as assholes have always walked among us, ever since Oog gave Gronk the first fur wedgie. However, I don't think we have ever elected them quite so enthusiastically and prolifically into power before. Yes, we've had plenty of asshole presidents and congressmen and bureaucrats before, but the current crew is the first group to flaunt it rather than conceal it, and it doesn't hurt their popularity at all. If anything, it enhances it, which to me can only mean that there are more and bigger assholes around than ever before, and they like to vote for their own kind. I think assholism is closely related to the degree to which a person buys into their own Personal Narrative. Because if you're the hero of your own story, then anything you do is by definition heroic, and anyone who annoys you or gets in your way is a villain, and we all know what heroes do to villains. But no matter how violent or mean-spirited it is, hey, it's okay, because you're the hero and they're the villain.

I'm not sure if everyone has a Personal Narrative; I certainly don't think they have to be uniformly grandiose, although those are the ones that usually capture my attention. I think decoding and understanding someone's Personal Narrative can be very valuable in getting along with them, or deciding whether you even want to. Personally (heh), I try very hard to not have a Personal Narrative; I want to view myself and my place in the world as objectively and realistically as possible, but I still catch myself constructing my own personal mythology about certain things. In my defense, it's often not all that flattering, and I could probably fill a whole 'nother post on that topic alone (but won't). But I try not to use my Personal Narrative to aggrandize myself, I use it to try to understand the way I interact with myself and the world, and vice versa.

I believe one of the keys to contentment and balance is to understand who you are, and to just be who you are. If you want to be a different person, that's fine, but become that person, don't just tell yourself that you already are. The larger the gap between who you are and who you tell yourself you are, the more insecure you are, and the more foolish you look.

UPDATE: Oops, I kinda forgot one of the main points I wanted to make, about trolls and Republicans, especially the libertarian-leaning ones: That they have their own personal narrative about how they are or will be terribly rich and successful and have prosperous retirements, because they are such hardworkers and savvy businesspeople. With the obvious corollary that anyone who is not set for life must be lazy and foolish, and therefore deserving of whatever poverty or misfortune befalls them. This is a large part of why I despise "I got mine, fuck you" Republicans so very very much.

Best to just stay home, really...

One of today's NYT editorials is about a Mexican citizen who was arrested for murder in the US, assigned an incompetent (and suspended) do-nothing attorney, and sent to death row, all without ever being given recourse to any kind of consular aid. In fact, the Mexican government didn't even know about the case until the guy had been on death row for three years. Nor was he the only one:

In a case brought by Mexico, the court said Mr. Medellín and 50 other Mexicans on death row in the United States should get new hearings because they were not given access to consular officials, as required by the Vienna Convention on Consular Relations, to which Washington has been a signatory for decades.

Well, this is sounding vaguely familiar so far...

Initially, the Bush administration flirted with sanity by recognizing the reciprocal implications for Americans abroad and promising to abide by the court's ruling. But eventually, hotter heads prevailed, and someone finally remembered that this is, after all, the "Fuck You!" administration:

Last week, just days after accepting the court's judgment, the administration revealed its hand: it said it had withdrawn from the optional protocol. Apparently forgetting its concern about citizens arrested abroad, the State Department said it wanted to end the court's meddling in the American judicial system.

I just don't get this. Are the Bushies deliberately trying to put Americans overseas (or across the border) at risk? Do they believe that other countries will give Americans a higher standard of treatment than we guarantee to their citizens, out of either goodwill or fear? Do they simply want to make Americans afraid to leave the country, or foreigners afraid to enter it? Or have they simply not thought it through beyond the shallow macho satisfaction of telling the rest of the world to get bent... again?

My bet is, this isn't really about fifty hapless Mexicans; this is preparation for when they start snatching and grabbing Saudi or Iraqi or Iranian or Egyptian citizens off the street here, and they want to make sure they can't call their embassy for help, because it might hinder The War On Terror™.

Coupled with the Administration's use of the Geneva Conventions as a urinal, and our electoral endorsement of a narcissistic, power-mad thug as our supreme maximum leader, the world is becoming a very unsafe place for Americans. On the other hand, if current domestic trends continue, only the very rich will be able to afford to travel overseas anyway. Let them worry about whether Turkish prisons are really as bad as everyone says.

More Catchup Photoblogging

Some photos from last Saturday's Photographical Perambulations.

Mmm... Photosquito.


Normally, I don't like yellow, but I liked the matching bollard and garage trim. Very Grunge Shui.


This means... something, I'm certain of it.

Friday Quote Blogging

Today's quote:

"Will you both stop this female drooling? I have a violent headache."

As usual, the first person to guess the movie this is from gets to replace it with one of their own next week. Who could resist a sweet deal like that?

UPDATE: I have just been informed that Blogger commenting still may not be working for some people. If you think you know the quote, by all means, shoot me an e-mail.


Also, here is a cat.


Birthday Dozer looking baffled and alarmed by the proceedings.

Epiphany

Today, I came to the stunning realization that I do not particularly care for cinnamon doughnuts.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts from that particular doughnut shoppe.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts from that particular doughnut shoppe on that particular day.
Or possibly just that specific glazed cinnamon doughnut from that particular doughnut shoppe...

Okay, so maybe it's not that stunning. And if anyone has any particularly excellent cinnamon doughnuts they would like to sway me with, then I might even be willing to revisit my feelings on this matter.

Smokescreen

Okay, so I was in the elevator at lunch today, and I overheard someone actually explaining that being a smoker is healthier, because it gets you outside in the fresh air rather than being all cooped up inside with all the germs and recycled air. (I work in a smokefree building.) Umm, call me crazy, but wouldn't the repeated inhaling of smoke and tar and nicotine tend to kind of, ah, diminish the salutory effects of the fresh air?

Look, I'm not advocating banning smoking or anything like that, but I really have to draw the line at claiming it's in any way health-enhancing. Sheesh.

Krugmania

Today's excellent-as-always Krugman column focuses on the godawful bankruptcy bill poised to pass in the Senate, and its conspicuous and unsurprising favoritism of the rich over, well, everyone else.

One increasingly popular loophole is the creation of an "asset protection trust," which is worth doing only for the wealthy. Senator Charles Schumer introduced an amendment that would have limited the exemption on such trusts, but apparently it's O.K. to game the system if you're rich: 54 Republicans and 2 Democrats voted against the Schumer amendment.

Other amendments were aimed at protecting families and individuals who have clearly been forced into bankruptcy by events, or who would face extreme hardship in repaying debts. Ted Kennedy introduced an exemption for cases of medical bankruptcy. Russ Feingold introduced an amendment protecting the homes of the elderly. Dick Durbin asked for protection for armed services members and veterans. All were rejected.

Krugman then goes on to frame this as part of the larger pattern of "ownership society" being used as code for "You're on your own, kiddo." This is, of course, appalling, but it is also an opportunity, if the Democrats have the sense and spine to seize it. Now that they have a stranglehold on power, the Republicans are going for the gusto because they can, without any thought to consequences. Basically, their mindset is "Let's repeal as much New Deal/environmental foolishness as we can before the grownups come back." What the Democrats must do is aggressively remind voters in 2006 and 2008 just how the Republicans voted, where their priorities were, and how their rhetoric was applied differentially to the rich and the everyone-else.

Essentially, what I would like to see are commercials where we see Bush or Republican Candidate A pontificating about personal responsibility, and then we hear about how Republican Candidate A voted to shield the rich from the full brunt of bankruptcy laws while making sure veterans and Grandma Millie get no loopholes at all. Or Bush/Republican Candidate B talking about the ownership society,followed by a reminder about how Republican Candidate B tried to undermine Social Security. Or any number of examples of government social programs being depicted as havens for freeloaders that must be purged of "waste, fraud, and abuse", contrasted with generous subsidies, tax breaks, and preferential treatment for the rich and corporate. And if the Democrats can drive home the statement that Republican values are corporate values, then so much the better.

Oh, and if someone wants to use the same strategy in a primary run against Tim Johnson and Ben Nelson, who voted with the Republicans to shoot down some of the Democratic amendments to the bankruptcy bill, well, I won't stop 'em. Fine, they're red state senators who have to vote like Republicans to stay alive. But if they vote like Republicans, what earthly use are they to the Democratic party? Democrats can make inroads in the red states if they go populist and paint the Republicans as the party of the corporate fatcats against the little guy. This will be even more effective if the Republicans' corporate-friendly policies continue to run the economy into the ditch. Especially since those policies are always rationalized as "economic stimulus", so if they fail on that level, then they are revealed as get-while-the-getting-is-good corporate giveaways.

O Caption, My Caption!

Got Milk?™

With apologies to watertiger...

The Light Unbearableness of Blogwhoring

Ever since julie took her bold stand against spamming at "Atrios's", I have been seething with outrage at the epidemic of blogwhoring, and have taken a firm stand against it here, and here. After taking some time to cool down and organize my fevered thoughts, I have arrived at the following highly cogent essay on the subject of blogwhoring:

Blogwhoring is bad and evil.
Do not blogwhore or Baby Jesus will cry and God will poop on your head.
The only thing worse than garden-variety blogwhoring is recursive blogwhoring, as defined here.

Actually, in all seriousness, julie failed to differentiate between blogwhoring and spamming, which are two entirely different things. Blog spammers, much like their e-mail counterparts, contribute nothing; their sole objective is to get you to click on them, usually with an incredibly clumsy and obvious enticement. Blogwhoring (and its variant, blogpimping) is considerably more elegant, and is usually undertaken by someone who participates regularly and contributes to the community.

Just as I wouldn't mind a friend e-mailing me about something cool they found, I don't mind one of my online friends occasionally and usually amusingly putting in a plug for their blog, or someone else's. It's the drive-by "Hey, check this out!" or "I agree with everything you say! Click here for more!" postings by someone who never interacts with anyone (are they a bot or just a complete ass?) that I find offensive. If you really want to promote your blog or website, then participate in the discussion and establish yourself as a distinctive personality with something to say. If you can't do that, then you might want to rethink whether you really need to have a blog at all.

It's Alive!!!!

Finally! I have DSL again! Woohoo!!!

I have been completely miserable on dial-up the last 3 weeks. Now I feel like I have all my limbs back.

Accidental Self-Portrait

Well, Sunday Stubble Blogging was an abject failure, but at least I got a halfway decent self-portrait out of it...

And yes, one of these days I will prove, once and for all, that I do in fact have eyes.

Catch-Up Photoblogging

No posts Saturday, because I was too busy taking and processing photos (about 140+) to actually post anything. Here are a couple of shots from Thursday, because I'm still trying to get caught up...


I had every intention of taking Thursday off from photography, until I saw this.


Ahh... snow and ivy. Two great tastes that go great together.

Friday Quote Blogging

"Have you ever looked at the heavens? Everything in the heavens is here, moving as the heavens move."

Courtesy of the mysterious and shadowy Codename V.

The mysterious and shadowy Codename V. will temporarily de-cloak to provide hints and answer questions.

As before, the first person to guess the movie correctly gets to replace it with one of their own.


And here are some cats, for those of you who are into that sort of thing.



Dozer on the left, Eek on the right.

Tinged With Rust, Not Unlike Myself...

Not entirely sure what this is, really. But I thought it looked pretty cool.


This is a sign that I saw. It tipped over.

Um. I got nothin'.

Lots, lots more at my digital photo gallery, though!

Prehistoric Republ-Incans?

I don't normally read Stanford Magazine, but there was an article in a recent issue about an anthropological dig in Peru, run by Professor John Rick. Since I kinda (ahem) dig anthropology, I gave it a read. His team excavated a site called Chavin, whose inhabitants were early ancestors of the Incas. The focal point of the site is a temple with a set of mysterious chambers with no apparent practical function, but apparently designed to overwhelm visitors with sights and sounds, often using reflective coal and chambers to amplify the rush of subterranean streams. Rick theorizes that this was used to awe citizens into deep respect for (and therefore obedience of) the priesthood. Money quotes:

The significance of this goes beyond worship. Rick says it suggests a new model of human organization.

IMAGINE A SOCIETY in which there was no governing force over a village or settlement—no hierarchical management, no division of labor, and no assumption of privilege or power. That was what existed among Andean people—and much of the rest of the world—before Chavín de Huántar was built, Rick says. “We just assume because of the way our world works that leadership and authority are built into society. [Most of] the archaeological record shows no haves or have-nots.

“Chavín is a monument to the idea that certain people have greater access to power than others,” he adds. “If you want to create the idea of authority you have to develop the belief that people who are similar in appearance and ability are actually different. This requires convincing. You’re altering the basic idea of human organization. You have to create a different world.”

So, in other words, the priests used mirrors and echo chambers to create their own reality, and convince the gullible populace that they had magical powers and secret knowledge which qualified them to rule. Just imagine what they could have done if they had had Fox News.

It also begs the question, Does power and authority necessarily rest on deception? Is the need for a controlling authority just a big con game played by the powerful and the power-hungry? Or is the need for hierarchical control indisputable in a large and complex society, with the con game thus limited merely to the claims of those who insist that they are more qualified to rule than anyone else?

Hair I am again.

Just indulging a peculiar whim...

Industrial Strength Photoblogging

Well, today was my first real intensive day with the Nikon D70 - sixty shots in about an hour, most of it outside. It's a miracle I still have all my fingers. My sensibility definitely seems to lean towards the grungy and industrial, although that may be more of a reflection of the materials at hand.



Mmm... Rust...



Girders are cool.

No-One Expects The Spammish Inquisition!

Our chief weapon is surprise. Surprise, and gibberish. Surprise, gibberish, and- I'll come in again.

Godawful and useless as spam normally is, it does have some halfway decent entertainment potential. For example, there is Spamusement, which harnesses the power of spam to generate... really badly-drawn but hilarious cartoons.

And then there is one of the internet's most purely dada-ist art forms, random word spam, in which words with absolutely no relation to each other are just thrown together for no apparent reason. I got one at work today which I found particularly entertaining, and figured, hey, why selfishly deny the rest of the world the simple joy that it brought me?

Subject: Wonderful night of love after 15 minutes! menelaus tyson

(Immediately I assume this is something about a very short courtship with an unstable ancient Greek boxer, but alas, it is not to be)

locution all virtual church pepsico and turbid position so nehru marmalade preserve

Well. That wasn't what I was expecting at all. It draws me in with the Greek boxer sex, and now all of a sudden it's sex with Hindu jelly. And in the Electronic Church Of Pepsi, no less. As soon as I figure out what the hell they're selling, I'm taking my business elsewhere.

Tuesday Office Still Life Photoblogging!

StrongSad in peril!



I'm not really as happy with the latest round of photos, but I'll keep at it. Hopefully I can get oot and aboot on the weekend and set my ISO below 800...

Additional office and stairwell photoblogging will be appearing shortly on my online photo gallery, but it'll take a while to upload.