Tuesday, November 15, 2005

The Idea of Mules, or a Critique of the Interstate Highway System

Wendell Berry writes about going from mules to tractors and what it means in a typically elegant essay in Orion Magazine.
Mechanical farming makes it easy to think mechanically about the land and its creatures. It makes it easy to think mechanically even about oneself, and the tirelessness of tractors brought a new depth of weariness into human experience, at a cost to health and family life that has not been fully accounted.
I don't always agree with Berry's sometimes cranky world view, but the man writes so clearly and well that it makes you realize just what an affront to the English language most modern writing is.

Maybe in time to come we will rip up the interstate highway system and, like in some post-apoctalyptic novel, turn them into long, thin community gardens. Poets will ride around on mules and recite epics based on old newspaper clippings from the age of oil.

There is a park bench with a plaque on it that reads, "For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free". It's a quote from Wendell Berry, and the plaque is dedicated to the memory of my brother, who died two years ago this Christmas. We're put here to be free, not slaves of technology, not "inputs" or factors in an economic equation. I may never be a farmer (or a poet), but I wouldn't want to live in a world where they don't exist. Nor mules either.

When the Other Shoe is Tied to an Anvil (That's Tied to Your Heart)

Can you ever be ready for the death of a parent? It seems unreal because she has as yet shown very few symptoms. We try to talk about what's going to happen, what needs to be done, in short bursts because that's as long as we can stand to think about it. We try to preserve a shadow of normality. I find myself thinking about what I'll do afterward, the logistics, whether I can have that painting of the sunflowers. Am I heartless? I haven't cried yet. I suppose I will.

I'm going to move this thread over to the Shark Tank, where I post more personal stuff. I'll try to keep this space devoted to matters more suited for outrage, bafflement and scorn.

I scarcely have the heart for politics right now, but I can't help but pay attention. I read somewhere tonight that Bush wants his mommy. Well, so do I--but I ain't the leader of the so-called free world. Get a grip, son.

(I'm linking to a post about the original article, because I'll be damned if I'm going to subscribe to the Washington Times.)

Monday, November 14, 2005

End Time

My mother has been diagnosed with inoperable pancreatic cancer, so that time I spoke of hoping to be ready for is here, ready or not.

More later.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Mortality Bites

I have been away from here, and will be for some time, as I help my mother through a patch of sudden bad health. It's been a challenge to put myself in the role of caregiver, to try to deal with my frustrations about having to put my own feelings (and plans) aside while not stifling them to the point where I become a total bitch. I wasn't prepared for how unsettling it can be to see someone who's spent so much of my life being the one in control, suddenly dependent on me. It's a role reversal I knew I would probably have to deal with at some point, and I hope I have the grace to accomplish it.

My mother will probably be well again this time, but one of these days she won't get well again and while it may seem morbid to reflect on it, I have gotten the slightest taste of what that might be like and I suppose that's a good thing. But I know I'm not ready. I'm not ready to be an orphan. I'm not ready to be next.

There's so much going on but it's all being put on the left back burner for now. I suppose I'll have to do a massive brain dump at some point. Stay well, my friends...I'll post when I can.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Transcendental Blues: Beaches, Bullets & the Return to So-Called Normal

Well, not really. But read on.

I am back in Florida. Nothing transcendent about here; just condos and concrete. And WalMart.

But no...there is always the beach:














Yes Virginia, there are actual beaches left in Florida. After the last slow-moving hurricane that tore at the coast for what seemed like weeks, a sliver of sand remains. In many places it slopes downward at such an extreme angle that just walking along the water without tipping over is a real trick.

And then there's this: driving along the Gulf coast of the Florida panhandle, we saw piles and piles of what used to be houses still waiting to be carted off after last year's storms. Maybe 20 yds. of ground left between where they used to stand and the water's edge. Maybe less. And right next to said pile of house was a brand-new house, going up in the same place. I mean we saw this over and over again.

Unfrickinbelievable. But I digress....
A national gun-control group is riling Gov. Jeb Bush and Florida's mighty tourism industry by warning visitors that arguing with locals here could get them shot.
Welcome home.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Mississippi Catfish Transcendental Event

I have not been deported, kidnapped by aliens or swept out to sea by some hurricane tide. I have been on a road trip with my mother--yes dear readers, pity me but not too much. We have driven down the highways and backroads of the southeastern US, minus hurricanes (so far). We have seen towns that seem to consist entirely of Baptist churches; visited historical sites (of which there are many); enjoyed some wild yard art (literally--a yard that was reverting to wildness through a sea of painted shoes); hiked along the edge of a cypress swamp; eaten a passel of catfish. Internet connectivity has been little and far between. But with all the aforementioned wonders, who can complain?

Back soon.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Reaping the Flood

The world will never be the same, writes Bill McKibben. It already isn't. Welcome to Year One.

Slipping Through the Fingers of the Invisible Hand

Michael Parenti says it better in "How the Free Market Killed New Orleans":
Forewarned that a momentous (force 5) hurricane was going to hit that city and surrounding areas, what did officials do? They played the free market.

They announced that everyone should evacuate. Everyone was expected to devise their own way out of the disaster area by private means, just like people do when disaster hits free-market Third World countries.

Hell, even in freshman economics it was obvious that Smith's "invisible hand" of the market was a political construct and a suspect one at that.

Or how about this one: 'a rising tide lifts all boats'? I'll let you write your own caption for that one.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Draining the Tub

Right-wing strategist Grover Norquist once famously said, "My goal is to cut government in half in twenty-five years, to get it down to the size where we can drown it in the bathtub."

That was always an ugly metaphor, but never so much as now, when for the last week we have seen the victims of Mr. Norquist's crusade against government spending drowning in the "bathtub" that used to be the city of New Orleans. How very prescient of him. How proud he must be.

For years now we have been whittling away at the ability of government to do what it is designed to do at the most basic level: take care of us. Not in the metaphysical sense, not in the psychological sense, not even in the economic sense (though you could certainly make the argument), but in the most basic sense of keeping its citizens alive. If we have a right to expect anything of government, certainly we can expect that.

But the government has failed. The president has failed, the agencies of the federal government have failed, the Congress of the United States has failed. Miserably, thoroughly, fatally.

Some, like Mr. Norquist, might argue that this just goes to show that you can't expect anything from government, that we might as well, if you'll pardon the expression, drown it in the bathtub and be done with it.

But that would be the wrong conclusion.

Right-wing politicians tell us that we should put our faith in the private sector to deliver goods and services that governments are unable to provide. But that isn't the way markets work. Markets respond to money; it's what they're designed to do. The market wasn't there for the people of New Orleans. The market didn't provide the transportation to get people out of harm's way who couldn't afford to pay. The market didn't show up in force to drop food and water and ferry survivors to safety who couldn't afford to pay. Corporations like WalMart did provide relief supplies afterwards and of course I applaud them for that but you know, it isn't their job. It is the job of government. It's what we need government for.

The wealthy and the middle-class were able to take advantage of the means that the private sector offered to get out of town. They got on planes and left; they drove away and waited out the storm. They didn't need the government to keep them alive. The people who were left did, and they drowned in the bathtub--not in the metaphysical sense, but in the actual, physical, terminal sense. They are the embodiment of the metaphor that Grover Norquist so cleverly coined.

We don't need governments because they take care of the well-off. We don't need them because they are so much better at getting you a job, or a car, or determining the price of milk. We need them because without them the worst-off among us haven't got a chance.

Instead of drowning government, how about enabling it to do the very thing it must do? How about forgetting about tax cuts for millionaires and getting our federal agencies in order (and that means giving them the resources they need to do their job)? How about putting people in charge who actually know about and care what they're doing? How about building the levees and the bridges and the schools and the roads and all of the infrastructure that we assume will somehow be there in the absence of funding to maintain it?

I hope Mr. Norquist is somewhere safe and dry tonight. I don't blame him personally, or wish him harm. I hope he never has to go through what the people of the Gulf coast went through this week. Because if he does, heaven help him, because no one else will.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Say It Ain't So

Jeez, I was kidding...the Houston Chronicle reports that Halliburton has been given a contract to do post-Katrina cleanup work.

Fox News Jumps the Gator

Fox News has been quite the show this week. Now I appreciate their outrage at events in the Gulf as much as the next person, but it has at times approached a level of hysteria that just confirms my opinion that they aren't really journalists. I guess this is what happens when you don't have a real context for understanding...anything.

Geraldo Rivera had a real meltdown moment at the NO Convention Center the other night. I thought for a minute he was going to start yelling Let My People Go! (Maybe he always secretly wanted to be Charleton Heston.)

If Fox's "reporters" have actually gained some insight into the consequences of class warfare and the dismantling of the public sector, and if they actually impart (or are allowed to impart) some of that understanding to their listeners, they might get some props from me. Until then, they'll just be drama queens.

Remember

Josh Marshall has the goods on FEMA director Michael Brown:
So, just to recap, Brown had no experience whatsoever in emergency management. He was fired from his last job for incompetence. He was hired because he was the new director's college roommate. And after the director -- who himself got the job because he was a political fixer for the president -- left, he became top dog. And President Bush said yesterday that he thinks Brown is "doing a helluva job".
Sounds about right. The cronyism and corruption of this administration has always been a disgrace; will this deadly incompetence finally blow up in their faces? Only if we keep paying attention. The outrage this week has been evident in the media and in public opinion, but I fear in another week it will be back to missing white women and the menace of swearing on television.

Angry Black Bitch Calls the Mighty to Judgement

The United Church of Bitchitude and Latter Day Drunks are fundraising for victims of Katrina. Check out ABB's latest rant ("Homeland Security, My Black Ass") and helpful hints on surviving the next disaster.

If you've been saving up a few choice obscenities for the right occasion (I haven't), this may be it.

Friday, September 02, 2005

And Furthermore...

This disaster (meteorological, logistical, political) sure puts into perspective our government's hubris in thinking it can bring progress and enlightenment to the people of Iraq, when it can't even bring drinking water to our own citizens when they need it. No wonder Baghdad is such a mess. Next thing you know, they'll be giving Halliburton a no-bid, multi-billion-dollar contract to rebuild downtown New Orleans.

Your tax dollars at work....

Can It Be? The Sound of Scales Dropping

The press wakes up from its long slumber, breaking the reflexive habit of ass-kissing that has characterized its approach to those in power:
Later, Anderson Cooper was even harsher, challenging Sen. Mary Landrieu for thanking President Bush for his efforts to aid her state. "Senator, I'm sorry for interrupting," he said. "For the last four days I've been seeing dead bodies in the streets here in Mississippi ... You know, I gotta tell you, there are a lot of people here who are very upset, and very angry, and very frustrated. And when they hear politicians thanking one another, it kind of cuts them the wrong way right now. Because literally there was a body on the streets of this town yesterday being eaten by rats because this woman had been laying in the street for 48 hours and there's not enough facilities to take her up. Do you get the anger that is out here?"
I take no comfort in that, however. Because the truth is we all need to wake up--from our self-involvement, our neatly-constructed world view, the comfort of our moral stance that confirms how good we are. Because none of us is that good, and all the ideology in the world never kept a child alive anyway.
Before Katrina, we were warned of coffins floating out of cemeteries, but instead we got poor black people flushed out of slums, and to some people they're apparently just as scary. But they're not going back any time soon. They're our responsibility now. They always were; we just ignored it.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Left Behind


















Forget the fucking Rapture...these people have truly been abandoned. They're too poor, they're too black, they just don't matter. Condoleeza Rice was confronted in a Manhattan shoe store today while dropping a few thousand dollars on a pair of shoes by a woman who demanded to know how she could be out shopping while people were dying in Louisiana. The woman was forcibly removed.

If these people were susceptible to shame, they wouldn't be where they are today. Nice try though. New Yorkers rule.

Why I Read Blogs:

-->to be fair...when you have your head up your ass you really can't forsee much.

-->Chertoff just announced that "September is National Preparedness Month"!!!

-->and [name deleted] just announced that October is "National Close the Barn Door After the Horse Has Gone Month".

-comments on Daily Kos blog

Why Shit Happens:

"I don't think anybody anticipated the breach of the levees..."
--GW Bush

"I believe the title was, Bin Laden Determined to Attack Inside the United States..."
--Condoleeza Rice

Monday, August 15, 2005

Resistance is Futile

OK, so I just can't resist cute babies.

















Wouldn't you love to know what they're listening to?

Note to Self:

Because ya just gotta laugh (or wince, or groan) once in a while.

Barking Man Bites Mail Carrier

And am I the only one who thinks these food-eating contests are obscene? One minute it's starving children in Niger, the next it's some guy stuffing hot dogs down his face. Talk about cognitive dissonance.

Compassion, Iraq Down the Tubes:

Posted straight from Daily Kos:

Getting On With His Life

There's nothing more to say.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

Things Fall Apart

Chip Ward writes about global warming and the intricate links between climate and species that are starting to come apart. Today it's marmots and hummingbirds; sooner or later, it'll be the rest of us.

Migrant hummingbirds never made it to Moab this summer. It's not just about polar bears or melting tundra or Eskimos in bikinis. It's everything, everywhere.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Hellish Encounter

Abandon all hope ye who enter here.

There's a pretty devastating article in the current Rolling Stone about how laws are passed--or not--in Congress these days. Warning: it's not for the faint of heart.

(I did appreciate the description of Judiciary Committee chairman James Sensenbrenner as a "Fat Evil Prick", however.)

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Giant Sucking Sound

Professionals flee the New Iraq to avoid becoming a statistic:
Iraq is losing the educated elite of doctors, lawyers, academics and businessmen who are vital to securing a stable future. There is also fear that their departure will leave a vacuum to be filled by religious extremists.
Sounds to me like the new Iraq is becoming a lot like the new Iran. This is what our troops are getting killed for??

But we have our permanent military bases, so it's all worth it, right?

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Case in Point

An article in the current New Republic describes how attacking Iran could trigger a wider war and why it might do just that.

Dark Mirror

Today is the 60th anniversary of the dropping of the atomic bomb on Nagasaki, three days after Hiroshima. "Anniversary" seems such a strange word here, implying something worth celebrating. But then I don't what words could possibly be appropriate to describe such an obscene event. An article in last Friday's LA Times caught my eye belatedly today, "The Myths of Hiroshima":
The bomb was dropped, as J. Robert Oppenheimer, scientific director of the Manhattan Project, said in November 1945, on "an essentially defeated enemy." President Truman and his closest advisor, Secretary of State James Byrnes, quite plainly used it primarily to prevent the Soviets from sharing in the occupation of Japan. And they used it on Aug. 6 even though they had agreed among themselves as they returned home from the Potsdam Conference on Aug. 3 that the Japanese were looking for peace.
Oppenheimer warned of a "sleazy sense of omnipotence". What a perfect description of the men (and women) who are, even as we speak, leading us toward another war, this time in Iran, with "bunker-busting" nukes as part of their intended arsenal.

The myths of Hiroshima keep us from acknowledging the enormity of the crime that was committed on August 6 & 9, 1945. They keep us believing that destruction on such a massive, random, heartless scale can be justified, even efficacious. They keep us believing that we are by definition the good guys, and that the rest of the world would realize that if they just woke up. In fact none of that is true.

Acknowledging our own capacity for evil might rid us of some of that "sleazy sense of omnipotence". It might even engender some humility. Unfortunately, at the highest levels of this government, humility is non-existent. And the mask of innocence that we hold up to the world isn't fooling anyone anymore, only ourselves.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

  • 49 - the number of vacations that Bush has taken since he was inaugurated in 2001

  • 5 - the number of weeks that Bush will spend on vacation, starting yesterday Tuesday; it is the longest presidential vacation in at least 36 years

  • 319 - August 3, 2005 was the 319th day Bush has spent on vacation since his 2001 inauguration

  • 20% - the fraction of Bush's presidency that he has spent on vacation*
*Reposted from here.

I know that with modern communications technology one can as easily make a call to, say, the president of Uzbekistan from a ranch in Texas as anywhere--and one can certainly ignore the news of the day as easily from there as anywhere else--but doesn't Bush keep reminding us that he is a "wartime president"? He is either completely blind to the impression that he (correctly) gives of someone who has only a superficial interest in the consequences of his actions--for others--or he doesn't give a damn.

That is, he doesn't give a damn that he doesn't give a damn, and that we all know it.

Conclusion: When the going gets tough, the tough go on vacation.

The troops he has placed in harm's way for the sake of his bullshit crusade don't get a vacation so neither does he, sez I. He wants to clear brush? Let him do it in Baghdad.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

Faith-Based Wedgie

George Bush thinks that so-called "intelligent design" should be taught in schools. What a surprise.

Sez he:
“I think that part of education is to expose people to different schools of thought,” Bush said. “You’re asking me whether or not people ought to be exposed to different ideas, the answer is yes.”

I mean, give me a break. George Bush wouldn't recognize a "different idea" if it crept up his shorts.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

CAFTA/ SHAFTA (and other exercises in futility)

Well hell, I've moved (again!), that's why I haven't posted. You'd think one of these days I'd figure out that moving always takes longer than I think it does.

So now here I am (temporarily) in Florida, the Sunshine Hurricane State. The state flag: a blue tarp.

And not one, but two politicians named Bush.

In the meantime, there is all manner of things Rove. There is John Roberts, who looks like some kind of Stepford husband/judge and who may have scary views on individual rights. There is the usual cynical exercise that passes for policy-making, like the passage of the Central America "Free Trade" Agreement in the House tonight. Personally, I think every Democrat who voted for CAFTA should be targeted for defeat in the next election. And that includes my own representative, Jim Matheson, who has managed to hang onto his endangered seat in this (that is, Utah), the reddest of red states, by toeing the conservative line.

What the hell does Utah stand to gain from trade with Honduras? I mean, we send them Mormons and they send us...what?? It's an ideological ass-covering in the case of Matheson, who dares not offend the rural redneck majority in his district, I guess.

Got lots of news to catch up on. Later....

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Making The World a Safer Place (sort of)

I think this can only be placed under the category of WTF??

Iraq Signs Military Pact With Iran
Responding to the suggestion that the thaw in ties with Iran would anger Washington, [Iraqi Defense Minister] Dulaimi said: "Nobody can dictate to Iraq its relations with other countries."
I suppose I should be heartened that some independence, if not democracy, is taking hold in Iraq.

(But I'm not.)

R.I.P.

Governor Jeb Bush today ended the farcical investigation into the circumstances of Michael Schiavo's 911 call after the Florida state attorney found no cause to suspect that criminal activity was involved in Terri Schiavo's collapse.

About time. Rest in peace, wackjobs. Not that you will be deterred by anything so straighforward as a complete lack of evidence.

Only Sorrow

There are lots of things that can be said or speculated about--about the conduct of the "war on terror", about what the response of the British and American public will be, etc. We'll know more in the days to come. I don't have the heart for politics or the assigning of blame today...only sorrow.

We're All Londoners Today

The law of unintended consequences?

The Left Coaster has some interesting commentary on how the outing of a double agent by the Bush administration may have caused the collapse of a British investigation into a network of Al-Qaeda cells last fall.

What Goes Around...

Are you kidding me?

Says Judith Miller:
"A promise of confidentiality once made must be respected, or the journalist will lose all credibility and the public will, in the end, suffer."
Excuse me?? Credibility? I think you lost that, Judy, when you allowed yourself to be used as a government shill to hype non-existent WMD. Now the public is suffering on account of the con job you facilitated. So excuse my total lack of empathy.

It's not that I think the principle of confidentiality isn't important or that it should only apply to journalists whose work I respect. And I can't claim to understand the fine points of all the speculation about what Miller knows and who she told, or what someone might have told her. But as someone pointed out earlier today, it's one thing to protect a source who comes forward to reveal a crime. It's another when coming forward is the crime.

And Judith Miller's martyr act doesn't change the fact that she's a hack. She and Robert Novak are two of a kind: except that she has pretensions to journalistic integrity, and he doesn't even have that.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

It Just Makes You So Proud

Bush Falls Off Bike in Scotland

What I want to know is, was he eating a pretzel at the time?

I mean, I know I shouldn't laugh--being somewhat of a klutz myself--but jeez, the guy is a menace to humankind and he can't ride a bike down the sidewalk without running into someone?

Ah, the banana-lity of evil.

(insert sound effect here)
like I said...

My Brain is Compromised!

...baked and bludgeoned by summer heat into an inert mass, incapable of formulating even basic sentences about Supreme Court nominees, the price of gas, or the Atlantic hurricane season. It's been too long, I know. Forgive me. Better yet, put some cracked ice in a large plastic bag and apply it to my head. Please.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

No Really....

John Nichols writes in The Nation about a resurgence of progressive politics at the local level. For those of us sometimes inclined to despair when we observe the national scene, it's good to be reminded that 1). people who are not wingnuts are still getting elected, and 2). there is reason to believe--well, hope--that there is a stirring at the grassroots that will ultimately challenge the corporate/fundamentalist deathgrip.

And not a moment too soon. In reading Jared Diamond's Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed, I am reminded that many so-called "failed" societies actually lasted quite a bit longer than we have managed to do so far. Will this nation still exist in its present form 100 years from now? Or will we become the Easter Islanders of our time? Stay tuned....

Or more to the point: Stay hopeful. Stay active. Stay mad.

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Things Heat Up

From the NY Times--is there finally going to be some attention paid to this administration's head-up-their-ass approach to global warming?
A White House official who once led the oil industry's fight against limits on greenhouse gases has repeatedly edited government climate reports in ways that play down links between such emissions and global warming, according to internal documents.
What a surprise.

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Risky Business

The Washington Post reports that porn star (and former California gubernatorial candidate) Mary Carey and her boss, porn producer Mark Kulkis, will be among those attending a fundraising dinner for George Bush in June. According to Kulkis:
"...you won't find a group of people more pro-business than pornographers."

Contemplating a run for California lieutenant governor next year, the voluptuous actress says she hopes to network with GOP officials here. "I'm especially looking forward to meeting Karl Rove," she cooed in a statement. "Smart men like him are so sexy."
Define "network", please.

Wait a minute, Karl Rove is sexy?? Are we sure this isn't Jeff Gannon in drag?

First there was "military, male, discreet" Gannon/Guckert, and now this. Who knew Republicans were so kinky?

Uh, Why?

...is John Kerry now authorizing the release of his military records? They show, among other things, commendations from some of the same veterans whose criticisms of him did so much damage in the Swift Boat Vets' negative ad campaign. Said Kerry:
"...I felt strongly that we shouldn't kowtow to them and their attempts to drag their lies out."
There are lots of reasons why John Kerry was a lousy candidate. Running away from his VVAW experience and its applicability to the Iraq debacle was only one of many. Taking the goddamn high road in response to the Swift Boat campaign (and everything else) was another.

So John, why take the trouble now to remind us of why you lost? It's not as if anyone is going to take you seriously as a candidate in 2008.

Thursday, June 02, 2005

Elephants in the Room

And yes, I would love to write about something other than Iraq and the religious right. Something witty and inconsequential. Unfortunately that would require something like the opposite of blinders, to see everything except what's right in front of me.

Let George Bush start to pull the troops out, or do anything else right in Iraq. Let the fundy ayatollahs and their stooges stop trying to take over. Let me complain about ordinary things again.

Please...make my day.

Things get Worse...

...by the day, as Dahr Jamail writes in his Iraq Dispatches. With civil war looming and the onset of another brutal summer with temps as high as 125 degrees and next-to-no electricity, Iraqis ask yet again:
“Two years of occupation…for God sake where is the rebuilding, where the hell are these billions donated to Iraq? Even not 1% improvement in services and electricity! They say again and again the terrorists are to blame and I would accept this, but why they do not protect these facilities? Do the American camps have cuts of electricity? No, no, and nobody will allow this to happen...but poor Iraqis, nobody would be sorry for them if they burn with the hell of summer, small kids and old men they get dehydrated because no electricity, no cold water, etc."
The billions are going to build massive permanent military bases in Iraq (14 at last count) and to fortify the so-called "Green Zone" so that American officials and their contractor buddies and their private armies can have the illusion of normal; going into the pockets of corrupt officials; going to pay for mercenaries to do what the US military is stretched too thin to do. Reconstruction for Iraqis?? You must be kidding. That would require some outside-the-box thinking, some shift in priorities that is obviously beyond the capability of our present civilian leadership, entrenched as they are in their fool's vision of empire.

Oh, and the Army has declined to release their recruitment numbers for last month until they figure out how to put a spin on their failing efforts. Not enough troops; no stomach for a draft that would be a political disaster. This ought to get interesting real fast.

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

We Remember...

...those who have served their country in its wars today. Wars for honor, for property, for liberty, wars to end all wars.

They wanted what most of us want: respect, self-respect, a family, a home. Some of them got to have that. Some lost it all. It's only right that we should honor them--not just today, not just by slapping a plastic ribbon on the back of an automobile, but by paying attention to how we spend the lives they sacrifice in our names.

No more blood for oil. No more blood for global corporate empire. Let it finally end.

No more holidays for the dead. No war, to end all wars.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Mega-mania?

An article in Harper's magazine offers a disturbing look at what it calls "America's Most Powerful Megachurch". It suggests a true alternative universe in which demons roam, looking for bodies to inhabit:
The demons are cold, they need bodies, they long to come inside. People let them in in two different ways. One is to be sinned against..... The other is to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. You could walk by sin—a murder, a homosexual act—and a demon will leap onto your bones. Cities, therefore, are especially dangerous.
So apparently are ethnic restuarants, women who work outside the home and anybody who doesn't look like you, think like you, and own a fake-white-picket-fence suburban cookie-cutter house like you. It's conformity as the ultimate expression of religious conviction.

These people don't need a logical argument in favor of universal health care; they need therapy. Is religious fundamentalism nothing more than a mega-construct for denial and the avoidance of reality on a mass scale? Is it, in effect, a form of mental illness?

There is an interesting, though passing, mention of this question in Jon Krakauer's Under the Banner of Heaven. What is the difference between faith (that is "faith", as in "faith-based") and madness? I suspect there is one, but reading articles like this one (above) makes me wonder if some true believers haven't crossed over the line.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Thanks J

You've persuaded me to pick up the pen...cudgel...uh, keyboard once again.

And Furthermore...

Things are getting hot for the world's remaining superpower as well. Tom Englehardt writes at Tomdispatch.com about "Moving Out of the Superpower Orbit" in which, having shown the limits of our global reach in Iraq, and having no attention, money or military left to exert any influence over events elsewhere, we are now seeing our global neighbors go their own way in ways that may have been inevitable, but wouldn't have been possible, even five years ago--that is, before the present Bush administration.

Maybe I should be grateful to the squinty-eyed bastard. He's been an agent of change all right, but not in the way he imagined. The rest of the world will no doubt be better off. As for ourselves, I have mixed feelings. I would have preferred a more gentle decline, not this steep dive down a rat hole that we seem to be doing. The unscrupulous, even brutal projection of American power has always offended me, but I am not naive enough not to know that I have benefitted from it in some ways. American clout has sucked money out of the pockets of poorer nations for half a century, and given me the middle-class lifestyle I now fear to lose.

Maybe impending memory loss will keep me from remembering too clearly how it used to be. That and a well-tended garden (oh wait...I live in a desert!) may be my only hope.

Missing brain cells and overabundant zuchini. What a sorry-ass end to empire.

I'm In Hot Flash Hell!!

I mean, I am officially in hot flash hell! It's 100 degrees outside, and either the swamp cooler doesn't work right or I'm having hot flashes. Probably both. All I know is, if I could fit myself into the refrigerator, I would--where I would probably immediately cause the entire freezer compartment to melt, and do god-knows-what to the cottage cheese.

Ah hormones! Ah fermentation! (Speaking of which, is that a beer I see in here??)

Thursday, April 28, 2005

Weird/Wonderful Science

First there are the exploding toads.

I mean, I could talk about George Bush's press conference (but why?) or the finger-in-the-chili story, or speculate about the future of the National Hockey Leage, but what really, really intrigues me is that frogs in Germany are spontaneously exploding because crows are eating their livers. Meanwhile, a fossil find here in Utah reveals a link in the evolutionary chain between modern-day birds and their dinosaur ancestors.

Pretty cool, huh? Almost enough to make you forget the de-evolution of intelligent life that seems to be occuring at the highest levels of our government. And at Wendy's and at the National Hockey League-- but let's leave that for another day, shall we?

Monday, March 28, 2005

My Honest-to-God (!) Last Post About Religion (for now)

Frank Rich of NYT writes about "The God Racket", featuring Yul Brynner, Tom DeLay and a cast of thousands, coming to a formerly-secular space near you:
In that famous Election Day exit poll, "moral values" voters amounted to only 22 percent. Similarly, an ABC News survey last weekend found that only 27 percent of Americans thought it was "appropriate" for Congress to "get involved" in the Schiavo case and only 16 percent said it would want to be kept alive in her condition. But a majority of American colonists didn't believe in witches during the Salem trials either - any more than the Taliban reflected the views of a majority of Afghans. At a certain point - and we seem to be at that point - fear takes over, allowing a mob to bully the majority over the short term. (Of course, if you believe the end is near, there is no long term.)
For the record, I do NOT believe the end is near, so I assume that at some point the short term will end when Americans get fed up with being bullied and fed up with the spinelessness of a media that panders to bullies. In fact, I think we ought to start using the b-word every chance we get. It conjures up an image that every kid who ever got his-or-her ass whupped (figuratively and otherwise) can relate to. Talk about your unifying cultural experience--there you have it.

Happy Easter Y'all

Easter Bunny Pummeled By Boy at Mall

Friday, March 25, 2005

And While We're Regressing...

Now here's something cool: scientists think they may have found soft tissue inside the fossilized thighbone of a 70-million year old Tyrannosaurus Rex. Ka-ching! Now there's a roadside attraction I would pay a bunch to see.

The Other Shoe, Dropping

Randall Terry (founder of Operation Rescue and self-proclaimed champion of Terry Schiavo) and his followers are now asking whether Florida governor Jeb Bush will invade the hospital and physically seize Ms. Schiavo in order to prolong her life--or whether he will "wash his hands" of her, a la Pontius Pilate. C'mon, it's Good Friday you godless goons! Get it??

Bush, for his part, acknowledges that there are limits to his power. Good for him. Not that he really has a choice. But now that the Christian zealots are stirred up there will be "hell to pay", in the words of Terry, if things don't go their way.

There's been so much made of this poor woman's fate and she's been so shamelessly used that I'm reluctant to even bring this up. But if the Republicans are going to get caught in a noose of their own making, after rousing the religious right to re-elect George Bush, and after grotesquely latching on to this case for their perceived partisan advantage--well I'd say that's pretty providential, wouldn't you?

Trouble is, I don't have faith that the electorate has the attention span of a flea. Will this cause a falling out on the right? There's already been a certain amount of eating-one's-own. Ow, was that a finger??

May Terry Schiavo and her family have some peace when this is all over. And may Tom Delay, Bill Frist and all their ilk get what they deserve as well.

Ed. News reports tonight indicate that there have been solicitations for the murder of Terry Schiavo's husband and the Florida judge who has ruled against her parents. Both men are under police protection.

Ed. Here's an interesting exercise: try google-ing Judge Greer and see what you get. This man is being reviled and threatened; he was asked by his pastor to leave his church. So much for the rule of law. So much for a "culture of life". Apparently only the brain-dead (and the unborn) need apply.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Feedback Loop

Our government has agreed to give $3.2 in military aid to the government of Guatemala, which was one of the more egregious violators of human rights in the hemisphere in the 1980s. This may have something to do with the fact that Guatemala has just signed on to the so-called Central American Free Trade Agreement, in spite of violent protests in that country during which at least one person was killed.

I would have thought our military contractors had enough demand for their products, what with their hardware getting used up/blown up in Iraq every day. Can't ever have too many helicopters though, can you? And what in the world does a country like Guatemala need a military to fight against? Peasants? Disaffected sweatshop workers? Excuse me, internal subversion.

Exactly.

And so the noose gets pulled a little tighter. Read "Confessions of an Economic Hit Man" by John Perkins. His writing style is a bit odd, and he spends way too much time telling us how very guilty he felt doing what he was doing--but he does pull a lot of threads together in a very readable way, and hearing it in the context of a memoir (/confession) gives an immediacy to the story that you wouldn't get from a more impersonal analysis.

And Now For Something Completely Differerent, or Why I Am a Vegetarian (sort of)

Woman Bites Into Finger at Fast Food Restaurant

Also, when I google-ed this story I found:

Chili Finger Food Recipes

Sorry, couldn't help myself :)

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Old Religion, Same Old Story

An article in the Chicago Tribune talks about how Iraqi women fear losing their rights in a new, non-secular Iraq. Never having had to cover up my body in a shapeless bag in order to walk down the street in peace, I can only try to imagine what it must be like to contemplate the new "democracy" these women are facing. Are they better off? Are we?

Our home-grown fundamentalists probably don't think this is such a big deal. Compared to getting your head cut off, it's not. And no one ever said that democracy would automatically advance the human condition, did they? It merely gives you a tool to do so.

At least I hope so. Ask me again in four years.

New Religion, Same Old Story

Leaders of five major Protestant denominations held a press conference to denounce the proposed Bush budget as immoral, which it almost certainly is, but what interests me is this whole new emphasis on the language of religion to frame political discourse. If we could have a real, honest-to-God(!) debate on what the moral foundation of this country should be, or what it is--if it's even possible to have that kind of discussion--it might bring about a political shift of profound consequence. But I'm really not convinced that there's some sort of broad religious groundswell happening here. People aren't turning to religion per se, they're turning to fundamentalism, and I'm not sure that a newfound emphasis on the Beatitudes and whether or not a rich man can pass through the eye of a needle is going to change that. This is a global phenomenon. People are fearful, they're resentful; they're looking for answers, they're looking for scapegoats; they're looking for the illusion of stability and safety in a world that doesn't have much of either. The only real solution to their real problems is a political solution that says that working people have the right to: a self-respecting job at a decent wage; decent health care, clean air and water, sound education and a say in the affairs of their community and their nation.

Maybe talking about social justice in the language of religion can create an environment where such "liberal" values can once again be considered credible enough to fight for in the political arena. But that's where the battle will be fought and make no mistake, the forces of the corporate/security state will not be swayed by morality. We need some righteous anger and a big-ass stick to chase these money-changers from the temple. Jesus may have been a liberal, but he knew how to kick butt when he had to.

Monday, March 07, 2005

Skin Games

Weapons researchers in the US are developing a "ray gun" which can inflict intense pain from as much as 2km. away, says a report in the New Scientist. The weapons, called "Pulsed Energy Projectiles", fire a laser pulse that triggers impulses in the human nervous system that can cause "pain and temporary paralysis". A contract between the Office of Naval Research and the University of Florida at Gainesville asks researchers to look for "optimal pulse parameters to evoke peak nociceptor activation".

Holy gobbledy-gook, batman! Perfect--a weapon that leaves no marks while torturing its victims. And from a safe distance no less. While I don't advocate the use of real, honest-to-God violence against anyone, if some cop is going to beat the shit out of me for, oh, say holding up an anti-George Bush sign or protesting against Wal-Mart, I'd a lot rather the marks showed, thanks. Pardon my mess, but the state doesn't own my skin--yet.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Wild About Harry

Senate minority leader Harry Reid is certainly rising in my estimation. Just today he apparently called Fed chairman Alan Greenspan "one of the biggest political hacks we have here in Washington". Right on! This is the man who praises tax cuts as the cure for budget surpluses, tax cuts as the cure for budget deficits, and who just today came out in favor of replacing the income tax with a national sales tax. Huh? And oh yeah, every time he sneezes (or makes some mysterious, ponderous pronouncement about who-knows-what) the markets go into a tailspin. Man, does that annoy me.

Paul Krugman also offers his take on Greenspan's support of Social Security privatization.

I'd say it's time to put this guy out to pasture, but I have no faith that anyone appointed by this administration would be any better. But at least he's finally getting called out for being the partisan weasel that he is.

Monday, February 28, 2005

Non-ordinary Joe

Joe Bageant writes in Dissident Voice about what it's like to be Poor, White and Pissed. A long piece but well worth reading. Writing from the belly of the beast--that is, Virginia--Joe follows in the line of "what liberals don't understand about red-state America" but with humor, clarity and compassion. Personally, it was the line about spending your life "yanking guts out through a chicken's ass" that did it for me. Lordee I reckon!

Later Days Addendum

I refuse to believe that things cannot get better. Even if they can't, I refuse to look away. I won't be anesthetized, or marginalized, or made to shut up.

And if I have to go and rest my face against a canyon wall every once in a while in order to be able to stand it, then that's what I'll do.

These walls will be here after us. They're beautiful, but they don't care.

But I do.

Later Days

I have promised myself to post more often, but it's hard when the early-spring canyons are so inviting, and the news of the day--any day--is depressingly the same.

We all need a break from the world sometimes. But the world doesn't go away just because we're not watching. Shit happens.

People get blown up in Iraq. Politicians lie. Christian fundamentalists await the Rapture.

Sometimes it's hard to believe that we're not on the downside of the slippery slope to, if not extinction, then to a sorry squalid Hobbs-ian state of perpetual war and moral diminishment. Maybe the organochlorines building up in our bodies will finally make it imposssible for us to reproduce. Maybe that's the good news.

Wow! How's that for a bleak outlook? Do I need a hike or what??

Monday, February 21, 2005

The More Things Change (Part II of Many)

Back in Moab, I've been bouncing around between temporary living quarters until I can find a place to live. Ah, the itinerant life! The inside of my car actually feels the most like home--I've spent enough time in it lately--but I hope I won't have to resort to living there.

Meanwhile, little has changed here. I had no sooner arrived than I read in the paper about a county council meeting that broke out into unspecified "personal attacks" and had to be adjourned; the issue under discussion was revision of the county's OHV (off highway vehicle--of which there are plenty here) ordinance. ATV drivers want to use portions of the county's paved roads to get from one trail to another. Having seen more than a few of these machines driven by children at high rates of speed, the idea of sharing the road with them gives me hives. Of course there are those in the community who feel otherwise, and they're entitled to their opinions. Apparently not all of them feel the same way.

And then there are those who seem to think that whatever serves their interests necessarily serves the interests of the larger community. Therefore, anyone who disagrees is a moron, and a dangerous commie scum yuppie elitist moron at that.

Like I said, some things never change.

Though I must say that the explicitly nasty tone these arguments have taken is new, at least in my experience. But one has only to look at the national scene to see that nastiness has become the norm in public discourse.

Exhibit A:



Now what, you may ask, does AARP have to do with the military or with gay marriage? I'm still waiting for USANext, the astroturf group running these ads to smear AARP for its opposition to Social Security privatization, to tell me.

The only answer I can think of is that they really think we're all idiots.

We shall see....

Monday, February 14, 2005

Happy Valentine's Day


Sen. Barbara Boxer with 4500 roses sent to thank her for saying the things we wish all Democrats would.

Where the Heart Is

I drive across the long dry plain of southeastern New Mexico, with the snow-covered 11,000 ft. peak of Sierra Blanca sticking up like a vision of water from another world.

The Mescaleros are prospering with their casino and high-priced inn. There is a big new church overlooking the town. Catholic, of course--no Baptists here. Sierra Blanca is their sacred mountain. You can see why.

This landscape looks so rugged compared to the lush forests and wetlands of the southeast, but it's incredibly fragile. Each ecological niche may only contain a handful of species who have adapted to its harsh dimensions. There is nothing extra here.

I'm home, at least in the larger sense. There is a lava flow at the head of the Tulerosa Basin; there's a lot of volcanic activity in this area. Tomorrow I hope to get up to Ojo Caliente to soak in the mineral springs. I sure do like this life on the road. If only my credit cards would hold out, I could do this forever.

Bingo


(see below)

Greetings Earthlings!

Spent most of yesterday on the long climb up to the caprock of west Texas. Damn, I love the west! Yeehah.

Finally got into Roswell at ten o'clock. Spotted some mysterious lights a few miles outside town, which is promising. Now I'm off to search for UFO-alia.

Politics? What politics? Culture? I'm in Roswell, New Mexico for heaven's sake! More later...I'm off to look for evidence of alien life.

Saturday, February 12, 2005

Barbarians at the Gate

Blogging at you from the campus of LSU in Baton Rouge. Thank you, computer gods, for wireless technology.

I've been hiding out in a cabin on the beach in the Florida panhandle for the past few days, getting ready for the long but happy trek to Moab. Amazing to hear nothing but the sound of surf and wind for two days. No traffic, no sirens, no computers either. Thank you, goddess, for places like this. No thanks to the people responsible for the onslaught of condo development just outside the gates, though.

Developers go build in Hell.

Florida could have been a paradise if more of this land had been set aside years ago. As it is, I wonder how much of what is special about it will be left in five? ten? years' time. Unfortunately, I'll probably get to find out.

Catching up on the news, I'm delighted to see that Howard Dean has been elected chair of the DNC. May this be the beginning of a rebirth of progressive politics. And about time.

Coffee's getting cold--time to move on.

PS. The bat is up! ActBlue is taking donations to the DNC.

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Tuesday, February 08, 2005

The Shoe Fits

Juan Cole takes on National Review's Jonah Goldberg; there's already been a lot of commentary so I won't add to it, except to quote this:
Cranky rich people hire sharp-tongued and relatively uninformed young people all the time and put them on the mass media to badmouth the poor, spread bigotry, exalt mindless militarism, promote anti-intellectualism, and ensure generally that rightwing views come to predominate even among people who are harmed by such policies.
Yup.

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Apocalypse Now?

Oh good. Scientists say the west Antarctic ice sheet is melting, something they previously hadn't expected to happen for 100 years.
British scientists have discovered a new threat to the world which may be a result of global warming. Researchers from the Cambridge-based British Antarctic Survey (BAS) have discovered that a massive Antarctic ice sheet previously assumed to be stable may be starting to disintegrate, a conference on climate change heard yesterday. Its collapse would raise sea levels around the earth by more than
16 feet.

BAS staff are carrying out urgent measurements of the remote points in the West Antarctic Ice Sheet (WAIS) where they have found ice to be flowing into the sea at the enormous rate of 250 cubic kilometres a year, a discharge alone that is raising global sea levels by a fifth of a millimetre a year.

Professor Chris Rapley, the BAS director, told the conference at the UK Meteorological Office in Exeter, which was attended by scientists from all over the world, that their discovery had reactivated worries about the ice sheet's collapse.

Only four years ago, in the last report of the UN's Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC), worries that the ice sheet was disintegrating were firmly dismissed.

Professor Rapley said: "The last IPCC report characterised Antarctica as a slumbering giant in terms of climate change. I would say it is now an awakened giant. There is real concern."

He added: "The previous view was that WAIS would not collapse before the year 2100. We now have to revise that judgement. We cannot be so sanguine."

Collapse of the WAIS would be a disaster, putting enormous chunks of low-lying, desperately poor countries such as Bangladesh under water - not to mention much of southern England.

The conference has been called by Tony Blair as part of Britain's efforts to increase the pace of international action on climate change, in a year when the UK is heading the G8 group of industrialised nations and the European Union.

Mr Blair has asked it to explore the question of how much climate change the world can take before the consequences are catastrophic for human society and ecosystems.

Yesterday, it heard several alarming new warnings of possible climate-related catastrophic events, including the failure of the Gulf Stream, which keeps the British Isles warm, and the melting of the ice sheet covering Greenland.

But it was the revelations of Professor Rapley, head of one of the world's most respected scientific bodies, which were the most dramatic, as they reopened a concern many scientists assumed had been laid to rest.

Antarctica as a whole is a land covered by very thick ice, but the ice sheet covering the eastern half of the continent is very stable as it sits on rocks that are well above sea level.

Worries about the ice covering the western half first surfaced more than 25 years ago when it was realised that the base rocks are actually well below the level of the sea.

In some circumstances, it was feared, such as a melting of the edge of the ice sheet from rising temperatures, sea water could get under it and eventually lead to its collapse.

Yet the 2001 IPCC report, the principal consensus view of the international community of climate scientists, thought that very unlikely, and said such a collapse was improbable before the end of the current century, or even for 1,000 years.

What puts a very big question mark over this, Professor Rapley said, was the recent discovery of the extremely rapid discharge of ice into the Amundsen sea from the WAIS at three remote ice streams, Pine Island, Thwaites, and another unnamed site.

"There is a very dramatic discharge from this region which, five years ago when the IPCC report was written, we just didn't know about," he said. "What we have found completely opens up the whole debate." It had only been recently discovered, he said, because the area was so remote. But BAS scientists, with US help, had established a base in the area to investigate. Professor Rapley said there was some evidence that the discharge was a relatively recent phenomenon and it might be caused by rising ocean temperatures.

Margaret Beckett, the Environment Secretary, who opened the conference, added another ominous prediction when she said that major global warming impacts on the world in the next 20 to 30 years could not be avoided. Whatever we do, potentially disastrous world temperature rises will take place because they are already "built into the system," she said.

Her forecast that we are powerless to prevent major damage from climate change is accepted by scientists but it is rare for such a frank admission from a politician. It reflects the concern at a high level.

It was amplified by senior climate researchers, who said the amount of future warming to which the world is firmly committed, because of greenhouse gases that have already been put into the atmosphere, will be enough to threaten the survival of many ecosystems and wildlife species such as polar bears and penguins.

"I believe that most of the warming we are expecting over the next few decades is now virtually inevitable, and even in this time frame we may expect a significant impact," Mrs Beckett said.
Sometimes I'm glad I'm old.

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Shame on You

Paul Krugman makes yet another heroic attempt to explain why the Social Security so-called "crisis" is bunk.

Saw a piece on Headline News tonight about how, after 2042, Social Security may only be able to pay 70% of benefits. Then they show today's average benefit of $849 (?--from memory), take 70% and gasp! $594!

You mean in the year 2042 I will receive benefits of only $594??

Well, no. Although you wouldn't know if from listening to this report. Social Security benefits are set to increase periodically at least through 2042, to more than keep up with presumed inflation. So a 70% cut in benefits--which will only happen if we do absolutely nothing for the next 35 years--will still mean benefits greater than those we receive today.

Deceptive? You bet. Look for more of the same.

Hey--it worked for Iraq, didn't it?

Bush will be embarking on what Josh Marshall endearingly calls his "bamboozle-palooza" tour to sell this latest lie to the American people. Fool me once....

All Computers Go to HELL

This means you. I mean me. I mean my computer HAS gone to hell for about the last week and a half, thus no posting. I managed after many trials to perform the cyber-equivalent of the Heimlich manuever, forcing it to cough up my data. A little the worse for wear, but there it is. Thank you, computer gods. Now fuck off.

Monday, January 24, 2005

New Iraq: DOA

TomDispatch.com has this piece by Dahr Jamail. If there ever was a bleaker, more heartbreaking picture of the disintegration of Iraq, I haven't seen it.

Everything in Iraq is set against the backdrop of shattered infrastructure and a nearly complete lack of reconstruction. What the Americans turn out to be best at is, once again, promises - and propaganda. During the period when the Coalition Provisional Authority ruled Iraq from Baghdad's Green Zone, their handouts often read like this one released on May 21, 2004: "The Coalition Provisional Authority has recently given out hundreds of soccer balls to Iraqi children in Ramadi, Kerbala, and Hilla. Iraqi women from Hilla sewed the soccer balls, which are emblazoned with the phrase 'All of Us Participate in a NewIraq.'"

This would be merely pathetic except for the fact that we're turning the "New Iraq" into a hellhole. No clean water (therefore rampant disease) or electricity; no security; no dignity; no work. Would we tolerate such living conditions? Not to put too fine a point on it, would we expect any Western (read white) people to tolerate such living conditions? And yet we expect the Iraqis to be--what? Grateful? Cooperative? How is this not racism?

Saturday, January 22, 2005

Nothing to Add

From Riverbend blog:
How is our current situation going to secure America? How is a complete generation that is growing up in fear and chaos going to view Americans ten years from now? Does anyone ask that? After September 11, because of what a few fanatics did, Americans decided to become infected with a collective case of xenophobia. Yet after all Iraqis have been through under the occupation, we're expected to be tolerant and grateful. Why? Because we get more wheat in our diets?

Terror isn't just worrying about a plane hitting a skyscraper--terrorism is being caught in traffic and hearing the crack of an AK-47 a few meters away because the National Guard want to let an American humvee or Iraqi official through. Terror is watching your house being raided and knowing that the silliest thing might get you dragged away to Abu Ghraib where soldiers can torture, beat and kill. Terror is that first moment after a series of machine-gun shots, when you lift your head frantically to make sure your loved ones are still in one piece. Terror is trying to pick the shards of glass resulting from a nearby explosion out of the living-room couch and trying not to imagine what would have happened if a person had been sitting there.

The weapons never existed. It's like having a loved one sentenced to death for a crime they didn't commit- having your country burned and bombed beyond recognition, almost. Then, after two years of grieving for the lost people, and mourning the lost sovereignty, we're told we were innocent of harboring those weapons. We were never a threat to America...

Congratulations Bush- we are a threat now.

Squeaky Wheel Manifesto

Media Matters looks at who appears on cable news. It's time to expose the liberal media myth once and for all for the self-serving lie that it is. I don't know about you, but I'm awfully sick of our national discourse being hijacked by the right while they pose as victims. They want to whine and complain, fine. Let's give them something to complain about.

Please make note of the contact information in this article. Use it well.

Animal Story

So let's see--the administration would like to make permanent tax cuts the bulk of which go to the wealthy and which, along with the cost of occupying Iraq, have rung up deficits to the tune of $412 billion last year. Then, in order to try to pull the country back from the brink of financial ruin and to prove that they're really, really serious about cutting the deficit(!), they're going to propose cuts in Medicaid?

Let there not be a shred of bipartisan cover for this or any other attempt to shift our debt burden onto the backs of the poor and disabled. Let Democrats utter the words "moral values" as often as Mr. Bush spoke of "freedom" in his speech yesterday--a word that curdles in his mouth like toads falling from the lips of the evil sister in a Mother Goose fairy tale. In fairy tales, of course, the bad characters get eaten by wolves. Life should be so simple.

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Fun With Math

From the Progress Report, some telling numbers:

  • $40 million: Cost of Bush inaugural ball festivities, not counting security costs.
  • $20,000: Cost of yellow roses purchased for inaugural festivities by D.C.'s Ritz Carlton.
  • 200: Number of Humvees outfitted with top-of-the-line armor for troops in Iraq that could have been purchased with the amount of money blown on the inauguration.
  • $10,000: Price of an inaugural package at the Fairmont Hotel, which includes a Beluga caviar and Dom Perignon reception, a chauffeured Rolls Royce and two actors posing as "faux" Secret Service agents, complete with black sunglasses and cufflink walkie-talkies.
  • 22 million: Number of children in regions devastated by the tsunami who could have received vaccinations and preventive health care with the amount of money spent on the inauguration.
  • 1,160,000: Number of girls who could be sent to school for a year in Afghanistan with the amount of money lavished on the inauguration.
  • $15,000: The down payment to rent a fur coat paid by one gala attendee who didn't want the hassle of schlepping her own through the airport.
  • 2,500: Number of U.S. troops used to stand guard as President Bush takes his oath of office.
  • 26,000: Number of Kevlar vests for U.S. soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan that could be purchased for $40 million.


  • Pretty much says it all, dudn' it?

    On the Nature of God, or Wake Up and Smell the Sneakers

    This is not about politics. This is about a fish.

    Ergo:


    This beastie was found on a beach in SE Asia after the tsunami, along with other assorted denizens of the deep who, I'm sure, have never (literally) seen the light of day before. The displacement of water at deepest levels had brought them to the surface.

    Life, we're told, occurs in the most inhospitable places. (I can almost imagine creatures like these living beneath the surface of Mars or Titan.) It takes on strange and wonderful, even grotesque forms.

    What combination of random chance and ruthless elimination came up with this critter? It's almost easier to believe that there is a god, if god were a troubled teenager with a drawing pad and a sick sense of humor. (And almighty powers--also a few stubborn zits, a nose ring, a bit of stubble and a t-shirt [black] that says "god".) Take that, Jerry Falwell. Take that, James Dobson. (What twisted evolutionary process came up with them?) Fall on your knees before the smelly sneakers of the almighty, dude.

    For lo! the lord loves bottom-feeders, but there is no place in all creation for any such as you.

    Update: Apparently these creatures were actually found as part of a joint Australia-New Zealand deep-sea expedition in 2003.

    Saturday, January 15, 2005

    Babylon Addendum

    A reader points out in response to a previous post that we're leaving plenty behind in Iraq: depleted uranium, flattened cities, dead people, hate. Fair enough. And that legacy and its consequences will remain, maybe forever. It's all the things we say we didn't intend that will live on. Meanwhile, our grandiose plans--our sense that we could make a people over into the image of ourselves and that they would be happy about it--are collapsing under their own delusional weight. It's everything we said we did intend that will disappear as if it never existed.

    And that's as close to a definition of futility as I can think of.

    Hope that helps.

    Leaving Babylon

    In the desert of southern Utah, where I live most of the time, we are surrounded by the legacy of ancients; the ruins and rock art are part of the timelessness of a landscape that reveals itself in billion-year-old layers of stone. There is a fourth dimension of time that you can see and touch, and it makes the desert vivid and strong, more real than mere three-dimensional reality. Maybe my reverence for it comes naturally--I like old things, and I was taught to respect my elders--but it seems to demand it too, unforgiving beauty always ready to remind me of my place in the scheme of things.

    Which is why I was so saddened to read in The Guardian about how the ancient site of Babylon in Iraq has been damaged by the occupying forces (mostly American) who have used it as a military depot(!). They've dug trenches, built helicopter landing pads, crushed ancient stones with their vehicles.
    "The significance of Babylon is not lost on the coalition," [a military spokeman says]. "The site dates back to the time of Nebuchadnezzar's Babylon, but there are very few visible original remains to the untrained eye."
    Which is of course exactly why it should have been left alone in the first place. (Or do they mean that it doesn't matter because what's valuable there can't be seen? Or do they mean that there's little that remains after two years of destruction?)

    When I stand in the desert I am humbled. Our grandiose vision of ourselves as the "liberators" of Iraq, the creators of a brave new world of justice, consumerism and 24-hour cable news, will surely crumble, leaving not so much as a stone behind.

    Agenda Item

    News is the Social Security Administration is creating a "tactical plan" to market the idea that it faces "dire financial problems requiring immediate action".
    Social Security officials say the agency is carrying out its mission to educate the public, including more than 47 million beneficiaries, and to support President Bush's agenda.
    Their mission is to support Bush's agenda? Gee, thanks. Whatever happened to the days of faceless bureacrats who cared for nothing but doing their jobs either badly or well?

    Actually, agency employees are complaining that they're being used to fight an ideological battle, and with trust fund monies at that. The "planning" is being conducted by Andrew Biggs, associate commissioner of Social Security for retirement policy and former Cato Institute analyst.

    Monday, January 10, 2005

    Be Very Afraid

    As reported in Newsweek, the blogosphere and elsewhere, the Pentagon is considering sending US Special Forces to
    advise, support and possibly train Iraqi squads, most likely hand-picked Kurdish Peshmerga fighters and Shiite militiamen, to target Sunni insurgents and their sympathizers...
    Shades of the contras (no coincidence I'm sure, since John Negroponte, who coordinated the Reagan-era contra campaign from his post as ambassador to Honduras, is now running the show as ambassador to Iraq), Operation Phoenix and every other murderous, desperate attempt to salvage a losing war.

    Maj. Gen. Muhammad Abdallah al-Shahwani, director of Iraq's National Intelligence Service, says:
    "The Sunni population is paying no price for the support it is giving to the terrorists," [he said]. "From their point of view, it is cost-free. We have to change that equation."
    So we will have Kurdish and Shiite hit men--excuse me, "freedom fighters"--carrying out a campaign of collective punishment against the Sunni population in order to balance the terror equation. Can you say recipe for civil war? Can you say, death squads for democracy?

    Will we as a nation be able to retain any shred of good will, credibility or respect when this is all over--if it ever is? Or are we becoming the new Evil Empire? (This is not a rhetorical question.)

    Smarter Than Monkeys?

    Salon's Michelle Goldberg writes a rather pessimistic article about how the Dover PA school board decided to include the teaching of "creation science" in its schools. Only I guess they're calling it "intelligent design" now...whatever.

    Whatever they choose to call it, it ain't science. Science means that you have a theory based on a sound, experimentally tested hypothesis. How exactly do you test "creation science"? How do you prove or disprove it? By flipping a bible to see if it lands heads or tails?

    Faith-based science isn't science. But maybe they don't believe in that either.

    Sunday, January 09, 2005

    Getting a Grip, Part One

    Catching up with news and events after the holiday break has been difficult because it all seems so overwhelming: the looming shadow of the new Bush administration and the start of the congressional term; the nomination of the odious Alberto Gonzales as Democrats roll over yet again; the horror of the tsunami in South Asia; the mind-numbing violence in Iraq. And those are just the headlines. One hardly knows where to start.

    But since we have to start somewhere:

    Is it just my imagination, or has all this heartstring-plucking, button-pushing reporting on the tsunami disaster become more than a little grotesque? See the videos of screaming tourists fleeing the oncoming wave! (Guess which ones made it and which didn't.) See the devastated but cute orphans clutching their bottled water! I don't mean to diminish in any way the scope of this tragedy--but this is voyeurism, not news. It's not helping us to understand how and why this happened--the poverty that pushes people into areas that aren't safe to live in, the degrading of the coastal environment, the reckless development. It's disaster pornography, an artificial heightening of emotion that reassures us that we can still feel something--at least until we change the channel, or until the next celebrity murder trial.