Rough Type: The remains of the book The sense of self-containment is what makes a good book so satisfying to its readers, and the requirement of self-containment is what spurs the writer to the highest levels of literary achievement. The book must feel complete between its edges.
Shrews With the degradation of marriage came the devaluing of the husband. This is turn sent a very clear message that we, mighty roaring women, no longer needed men. Men responded by no longer treating us as ladies. After all we weren't behaving like ones. Now no one respects the other, trust has been shattered, and fewer and fewer people are getting married.Continued...
FROM 22 Words
Here's something I just learned at Sarah Et Cetera that's going to make one small corner of my life easier from here on out. Passing it on...Continued...
A bit more of this and some schools wouldn't be such shams and sinkholes.
“You boys are pissing me off! Hey! Hey! … Both of y’all, listen. Quit sellin’ out of my house, Anthony. [Turning to the other student he says] Shut up and sit down, before I make change out of you and you! If you don’t take that mess over there right now — right now! It‘s not like you’re going to push through me to get to him. You ain’t! So take it over there if you can’t squash it like gentlemen and get out of his face — and get out of mine, get over there. Take it, Anthony.
“Now, if you can’t squash it, do that off campus. Y‘all don’t do that in here. Whoever made you believe you could, we could squash this right now. … Anybody else? Trust me, we could take it to the grass. Trust me. It’s been that type of Tuesday. You’re too young, your life is too short for y‘all to be sellin’ out with that kind of nonsense. This ain’t no Crips, Bloods kind of nonsense. … You can’t talk it out, then get out. “
This just in from "The Age of Miracles and Wonders."Continued...
26 songs, over 49 years. Featuring Jane Lui. Michael T. on bass and Jonathan Batiste on piano. Directed by Joe Sabia.
Reading through George Orwell's essay of 1941, The Lion and the Unicorn, I came across the passage quoted below. Updating it was a simple matter of "Search and Replace" commands for a few words, deleting 8 and adding 12. Other than that, it reads like it was written yesterday on any one of 15, 365,763 conservative blogs.Continued...
In just three minutes you, yes you, can improve your day.
"The dogmas of the quiet past, are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise -- with the occasion. As our case is new, so we must think anew, and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country."
Now that's a President who's hip to what is happening today. And on the cutting edge of fashion too.
“This is a flat-bed scan of an original ca.1920s KEYSTONE VIEW COMPANY curved-mount, silver-print stereoview that was printed from a copy negative made directly from a 60-some year old rare albumen print in the Library of Congress. Photographed by LEWIS EMORY WALKER around February 1865, it was originaly published by ANTHONY. It’s the last known stereoview of him before he was assassinated." -- Love Truth & Beauty
Millennia to build the record. One day to destroy it: "Believe it or not—and I know most people do not—violence has been in decline over long stretches of time, and we may be living in the most peaceful time in our species' existence." A History Of Violence by Steven Pinker
"Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery." Greece Runs Out Of Ink, Can't Print Tax Forms | ZeroHedge
Windmills, Coal, and Peat: Things got out of hand when entire villages disappeared.... Low-tech Magazine: Medieval smokestacks: fossil fuels in pre-industrial times
Nice work if you can get it: Gibor Basri has 17 people working for him in his immediate office, including a “chief of staff,” two “project/policy analysts,” and a “director of special projects.” Berkeley’s vice chancellor for equity and diversity [is paid a ] $194,000 annual salary. Half Baked by Heather Mac Donald - City Journal
In the 1960s, Jerry Gretzinger began drawing a fantastical, growing map of unbelievable scope. It began with just a doodle, but now it takes up almost 2,000 8" x 10" frames. Drawing from a randomized deck of playing cards and a complex system of rules.... The Mysterious Life of Jerry's Map
Green Jobs? Not Happening. Brown Jobs? Now Your Talking. Gassing Up: Why America's Future Job Growth Lies In Traditional Energy Industries
L'Shana Tova! and.... next year in Jerusalem!
Cornell West, easily the most oportunistic and least intelligent member of the Crack Pipe Progressives leads his colonized clones in a bit of anti-capitalist blathering down on Wall Street. Check around the 2:00 mark for the confirmation of the thesis, "Regardless of diet these zombies have no brains."
What do these two men have in common? One's a good student. One isn't. One's gay. One's straight. One's... etc and so forth.
You won't believe it.
And then you will.
[Starts to get uncanny at around 1:30]
Where I come from
What I'm made of
Where I wanna be
You can take me out of there
But you can't take it out of me
Northern girl, wild and free
I've got four strong winds to carry me
I've been East to West and all around the world
But I'll always be a Northern girl
I'm a Northern girl
True North, strong and free
I'm a Northern girl
Some seven months after the start of Libya's revolution and one month after the taking of Tripoli, anti-Qaddafi fighters continue to face resistance in two remaining Qaddafi strongholds, the towns of Sirte and Bani Walid. Just today, ant-Qaddafi forces reportedly seized control of the port in the eastern part of Sirte as another group of fighters pressed in from the west. Over the course of this evolving conflict, reporters have repeatedly changed the terminology they use to describe these fighters -- from "protesters" (in February) to "anti-government fighters" to "rebels" to "revolutionaries." Now that the leadership they support controls most of Libya's state affairs, they are being called "National Transitional Council (NTC) fighters", and even "government fighters." Meanwhile, progress has been made toward rebuilding and reopening businesses in Tripoli, as residents look forward to the next phase in Libyan history with a wary eye toward Qaddafi's still-dangerous supporters.
Why? Because with a Flickr page, a Facebook page, a rambling tumblr of pretty near 10,000 items called Ka-Ching, this page, and the sidebar over there, I obviously needed someplace to post even more items that catch my eye.
Result? Love Truth & Beauty is my new page for collecting items and images that fall (loosely) under those three categories.
Fortunately, the Republicans in their decades long thirst for death, seem to have taken John McCain off the menu. Unfortunately, they seem to be running a clown car full of his clones.
"And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice
Oh, Mama, is this really the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again."
"SAFE!" by Clifford K. Berryman -in 1924
This cartoon at the time referred to the Progressive Party's execrable 1924 Presidential candidate from Wisconsin, Robert M. La Follette, Sr.
Cellist Yo-Yo Ma and violinist Itzhak Perlman faked their performance at President Obama’s inauguration, pretending to play in a quartet, while the audience — and the world — was treated to a recording instead. Mr. Ma soaped his bow so it would slide soundlessly across the strings. “It would have been a disaster if we had done it any other way,” said Mr. Perlman, explaining the virtue of the virtual performance. “This occasion’s got to be perfect. You can’t have any slip-ups.”
Nobel Morgan Freeman then
Feeble Morgan Freeman now
"What scaled and feathered fetish shakes awake our loamy sleep
in these sealed vaults where dust and sand enrobe our golden masks
that hover over dreaming faces drowned in tinted musk?
Here where the spider curls and chitters in the crystal locket.
Here as time's mouth leeches blood and brain and bids
the leather skin to tighten in on the empty, staring socket,
and bind the breath that fading far once laughed within the dusk?"
Here is your thin tin trowel,
And here your sable brush,
For prying loose these mitered stones,
And sweeping off the dust
That sifts between these shaded souls
Like paling ebony snow,
As you squat above the site
Where you worshiped once below.
Come thrust your torch
Through these shattered walls,
And map the stains on stone,
And explicate these distant deaths
From strewn patterns of bone.
The distance that such deaths define
Is measured by that ageless path
That winds up from the sea's last limb
Meandering to the blood's demands,
And, rolling over shells' sharp rims,
Finally finds its well-trod way
To midnight's flaming brands
Where vacant, lusting faces grin
Within masks of whitened clay.
This path slopes through the stunted woods
Where the mantis ruts and broods,
Then spirals down to the sacred caves
Where men in twitching files repeat
The witless chants of wind and waves.
"Thick curds of rancid smoke performed our genuflections.
Our flayed limbs writhed, then steamed in screams of light.
Our lidless eyes became one daring crow's confections.
Our shriveled nerves shrank back from the chittering coal's delight.
Our marrow melted fast as flames licked up our blackened bones.
Our gaping mouths spewed rancid smoke as if they would relate
the secret magic flint and steel on tethered flesh create."
Here is your iron pick,
And here your crested spoon.
Not silver, true, but still
The emblem of your art,
Which is, to wit,
To lay these bodies bare;
Explain their ritual agonies,
Deduce their sorry fate,
Describe their diet, sex,
The colors of their hair,
And tell how long
Their ashen lair
Has lain beneath
Our present pleasant State.
Here's a far too rare moment in life in Seattle. Clear almost pellucid in the early morning light. The great god Mt. Rainier loom over all and the clouds part. In rare moments like this it does seem like the Emerald City, but then the rain returns and...
Photographer Thatcher Kelly:
This photo was taken out the window of an Alaska Airlines flight into Seatac airport. I was noticing how beautiful of a morning it was, decided to ignore the "turn all electronics off for landing" announcement, and pull out my camera. As the plane flew over Green Lake I was impressed with the view. I waited for the plane to start turning again so that the wing and jet exhaust wouldn't obstruct the view. I smashed my face against the seat in front of me to get both the Space Needle and Mt. Rainier in the shot without also getting the wing, and snapped away. I have to thank the ever-patient passenger in front of me who probably thought a restless 3 year old was behind her. -- Thatcher Kelley Early Morning Seattle
"It ain't cute."Continued...
"No matter where we walk, the enemy will plant bombs.Continued...
"The peace is not winnable, the war is, and only war can bring about some kind of manageable peace. "The American and European foreign policy establishments can't let go of Israel, but they can't stop torturing it either. It's a powerful piece in a game that they don't dare commit to, and in the game of half-measures that they play, it's a piece that does more harm than good. And the Israeli government is playing that same game of half-measures, which also do more harm than good. Everyone wants to keep their options open, to take the high road and kiss the olive branch-- but that road leads down to the abyss. -- Daniel Greenfield
Watch. You'll see.
"Like SHE in her lonely alien gaud waiting her Egyptian lover..." -- Gregory Corso
"I don't know much about diplomatic protocols, but I would guess that waving during the group photo is something to avoid."
UPDATE: This just in from MOTUS:
After a couple of decades of being the nation's go-to-url for mirth, you've simply lost it. It's not working. It's lame. You are not delivering "teh funny." You are becoming merely a stand-in for a garden bulb we use to cook lots of stuff. I look upon your works at The Onion - America's Finest News Source and I see this collection of headlines wrought by your paid staff of jokesters and quipsters. These are the "fruits" of joke meetings and story conferences and all sort of "work, work, work." Your "staff" of paid comedy writers have the entire world of news to draw from and yet these are the headlines I see:
Where Lake Washington meets the ship canal at Union Bay, that's where Seattle has tucked in its slight, but somewhat interesting, Museum of Science and Industry. I'd been putting off going there since I seldom hear of anything interesting that the museum is exhibiting. It's a bit like the city thought it needed such a museum in order to qualify as a first-rate city. There's a lot of that kind of stuff in this town. It usually disappoints. However, having little to do other than avoid the rain last week -- and being in the general area -- I pulled into the road to the parking lot.
I had to stop and wait while a bus from a local old-folks home slowly unloaded its compliment of day-tripping seniors. You've seen these groups. They're the people that we usually store out of sight in one of God's proliferating waiting rooms. You know those places too. Somewhere ahead there's one of them with your name printed on a temporary tag and slipped into a bracket next to the door.Continued...
"In which various dozens of members of various groups non-zero in number unite in various corners of New York's Zuccotti Park (owned by Brookfield Office Properties [NYSE: BPO]) to oppose the dominance of various corporations and... like... stuff." -- | finem respice
Comment of the Month (So Far): Responding to Zombie's statement @ Day of FAIL[noted in sidebar],
"If you think you can "win the argument" against protesters like these, then I recommend you watch these videos for a reality check. No one is allowed to win anything against them, because the rules already define you as the loser,"AD commenter Scott M offers these thoughts:
"But, in Mayberry if you are nice enough and speak calmly enough and use facts you can change everyone's mind. In fact, the only reason people don't already agree with you is because you have explained carefully enough the benefits of thinking like you.
"Conservatives are largely cowards on defense while Liberals are on offense. Liberals haven't so much taken over culture, but Conservatives have retreated and given the field to the Liberals. Conservatives preemptively warn a mildly unpleasant idea may be forthcoming and they are forever including their enemy's argument for equal time while arguing.
"No matter how often Liberals prove themselves to be full of hate, hypocrisy, lies, or Marxism no Conservative will conclude Liberals are haters, hypocrites, liars, or Marxists. It's like every time you encounter a rabid wolverine first you must offer food, try to pet it, and then re-tell your story from the emergency room after your bowels have been slashed open. Next rabid wolverine, same outcome.
"It would be nice to live in Mayberry, we don't, and our enemies have been assured no matter what filthy names the call us, and what outrageous things they do to us, we will react in a Mayberry fashion.
"Even when we win elections our side immediately sets about including our opponents and playing nice.... and losing.
"Liberals want to rule the world and Conservatives want to be left alone. That is a recipe for easy defeat.
"What will your enemies do when they control more of the culture? They will demonize you and your children even more, and they will have fewer limits on their actions.
"Get in their face and punch back twice as hard. Stop serving lemonade to the Marxists."Continued...
What does it feel like to fly over planet Earth?
"A time-lapse taken from the front of the International Space Station as it orbits our planet at night. This movie begins over the Pacific Ocean and continues over North and South America before entering daylight near Antarctica. Visible cities, countries and landmarks include (in order) Vancouver Island, Victoria, Vancouver, Seattle, Portland, San Fransisco, Los Angeles. Phoenix. Multiple cities in Texas, New Mexico and Mexico. Mexico City, the Gulf of Mexico, the Yucatan Peninsula, Lightning in the Pacific Ocean, Guatemala, Panama, Columbia, Ecuador, Peru, Chile, and the Amazon. Also visible is the earths ionosphere (thin yellow line) and the stars of our galaxy. "Silent as things in space are, but you probably want to select full screen for the full effect.
The most important and fascinating article of the week. The American Scholar: Dubya and Me - Walt Harrington
As [Bush] talked, I even thought about an old Saturday Night Live skit in which an amiable, bumbling President Ronald Reagan, played by Phil Hartman, goes behind closed doors to suddenly become a masterful operator in total charge at the White House. The transformation in Bush was that stunning to me.
Who was wrong about Galileo? Rick Perry Versus the True Believers
Science does not advance by simple progression from ignorance to perfect knowledge, nor is it proven by consensus.... Fallows may think that he’s the one who really knows the first thing about Galileo, he may not know the second and the third thing....Continued...
The last time there was an Internet fad I favored it was that one a few years back where idiots lay down on the centerline of busy highways and improved the gene pool in short order. Since then there have been countless thousands of others. Recent efforts were things like planking, which was good fun until the "Born-To-Be-Culled" started planking themselves on high ledges and rolling the wrong way. The resultant "plotching" quickly took the joy out of that one, as well as its more extremely stupid participants.Continued...
It failed due to competition from a superior product. Meet the solar panel of the future. No more utility bills. Low maintenance. However, a tarpaper shack or equivalent hovel is required.Continued...
"He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman;
He do the song about the knife.
He do the walk, he do the walk of life, yeah he do the walk of life."
"I'm from the Government. I'm here to help myself to your brainz and blooood!"
"Monsters! Monsters of the Id:" It’s a peculiar technique of critique to use the disposable products of our popular culture to craft deeper observations on our present era. Efforts to reveal our culture at large by extrapolating them from current films are a popular exercise -- not to mention a drop-dead easy manner of making points without any larger areas of knowledge having to intervene. Why study history when you can just stream in a slick selection of pop-cult classics from Netflix and hose down your mind?
Recently touted as “the weirdest graph you'll see all week,” that fountain of cultural commentary, Cracked came up with 6 Mind-Blowing Ways Zombies and Vampires Explain America asserting,
Here's the weirdest graph you'll see all week. It's graphing the popularity of zombie movies versus vampire movies, split out by whether the president at the time was a Republican or a Democrat. There are exceptions, but in general when a Republican is in office, it's all about zombies. When it's a Democrat, it's all about vampires.
Alas it wasn’t the weirdest graph I’ve seen all week. Mostly because I’ve seen it before. Many times, such as in 2009 at The San Diego Union-Tribune’s ”With Obama election comes the return of the vampire.” I’ve seen it before 2009 as well but can’t be troubled to make a list. Everything in our age scrolls off our screens, is forgotten, and floats away on the waters of oblivion. That is why “all the news just repeats itself.”
In a culture in which, for some reason, the youth continue to feast upon horror flicks of increasing depravity safe in the conviction of their own immortality, it’s no wonder it’s always Vampires vs. Zombies in America. In it’s way it’s a comfortable assumption since it assumes and extends the two-party system myth that obfuscates our real political dilemmas. But what happens when the standard cultural meme of Vampires vs. Zombies suffers a deviation? What happens when real deviancy takes control?
That’s when you get a new monster; a political hybrid that popular culture has not quite assimilated. That’s the real monster we have stalking the political stage of our present day; the Vampire Zombie (The Vambie) -- something that is trying to eat brains and suck blood at the same time.
We used to call this political aberration “Fascism,” but now it goes by a much more neutral term, “embedded bureaucracy.” It’s what happens when the appointed aliens such as, say, Van Jones, are taken out of play but leave their infected spawn behind. Once inserted into the body of the host with the ovipositor of the original alien, the spawn grow and fester and replicate. Once the Vambie (politely known as the Czar) is in place, the infection is irreversible by normal political means. This is true even if the original Vambie is destroyed. The sub-Vambies become the “Left Behinds” even after the rapture of the reversible presidential election takes place.Continued...
I'm thinking it'll play out something like this:
And they lived happily ever after.
Not a teaspoon of testosterone left. Not one.Continued...
Situation 1: People need to borrow money, so they put up gimlet-eye-appraised collateral against the sum they need and pay a non-adjustable rate of interest on the money. There is a balloon payment due at the end of the term to repatriate the collateral. If you default, the lender keeps the collateral and sell it to others more able to afford it....
Situation 2: People need to borrow money, so they put up capriciously appraised collateral, and/or submit to a byzantine, arbitrary, personal appraisal of their financial affairs made by a slew of shady and disreputable third parties. Both the lender and the borrower know that the third party appraisals are akin to a farce, but neither really cares about the long-term viability of their transactions....
What should the White House do? Panic! - James Carville "As I watch the Republican debates, I realize that we are on the brink of a crazy person running our nation..."
On the brink? On the BRINK? Has the sun been beating too hard on thy chrome dome, Jimbo?
We are far, FAR, past the brink when it comes to "a crazy running the country."
I’d suggest to Carville that he is in the position that Wiley Coyote often finds himself, i.e. running at full speed off the brink and far out onto thin air before realizing that there’s nothing under his paws.... and gravity is about to have its way with him. Yet again.
To paraphrase the only memorable phrase from your execrable career Carville, "It's the present president, stupid!"
If you are worried that the little red choo-choo of our American culture might, just might, have jumped the tracks, fret no more. It has.Continued...
See it, hear it, pass it on, share it with friends, family, and all your depressed Obama-voting pals! Be the first to create the definitive Progressive-powered blacklist. Revive HUAAC! -- the House on Un-American Anti-Obama Committee! Bring back those glorious days of the Red Scare!Continued...
At first it was just a passing jape by The Onion:Continued...
"If all of us women got together we could turn it into a fashion statement.... you CAN wear this and still be sexy! Just take one small step towards sharia law..."
Jewel says, "She's subtle as a velvet covered sledgehammer."
Now the wintertime is coming,
The windows are filled with frost.
I went to tell everybody,
But I could not get across.
-- Bob Dylan | It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry
Chico, CA: Early September, 2007
This September, as in most Septembers, the days have been hot and parched here in the upper reaches of California's Imperial Valley.Continued...
And the people did cry out, "Thou art not the one we have been waiting for. Indeed, thou sucketh."
Major Heather Penny
While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.*
Cruising in the bright August morning down Highway 5. California's great central valley, north of Sacramento, where the farm towns roll by, their blunt names like an old catechism of your life, "Willows," "Williams," "Orland," "Nord."
Rice fields shimmer in fives shades of green. Enough rice to feed the Orient with a bunch left over for the States. Old and new orchards in whirring diagonal rows. Roadside attractions promising 20 different varieties of olives. White egrets pacing in the irrigation canals. Yellow crop dusters banking and coming in low over the highway.Continued...