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Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Pachy Blogging, Day II, Summation Not bad. Schwarzenneggar/Bush was a different point/counterpoint approach to the evening, which differed from yesterday's McCain/Giuliani blend. Arnold's got the immigrant cred, and his speech made me want to do more for my country and for what's becoming my party. I almost was ready to volunteer for phone duty at the local Bush Cheney HQ. Let me sleep on it, though. I did a couple weeks of phone duty as a telemarketing fundraiser (also when I was 22, concurrent to but not lasting as long as my grocery store job), so I have had my fill of people hanging up on me rudely. Looking forward to tomorrow. Join me here for PachyBlogging3. Same time, same snark, different booze. Tonight's was Fat Bastard Shiraz, by the way. RNC blogging demands something more than beer, even Guinness. Speaking of Whores Don't forget to visit JC T-Shirts for the best in casual wear, including the world famous Visualize World Hegemony t-shirt: ![]() (Hi, Instapundit readers! Thanks for stopping by! Forget hitting my archives, hit my t-shirt shop instead.) Rumor "Did you hear that Washingtonienne is going to be in Playboy?" my beautiful wife asked. "So I heard," I said. ![]() Pachy Blogging, Day II, XIV Laura Bush complements Schwarzenneggar's speech well. She's defining the country, and the leadership of the last four years, as she defines her husband. A soft-spoken performance to reinforce the rousing we received earlier. Also, she's not a bad looking woman. Pachy Blogging, Day II, XIII Heather says if I mention the twins, she mentions George P. Fair enough. I prefer Barbara. They didn't do too well, but they're just 22. What was I doing at 22? Stocking the dairy section at a grocery store. However, I was doing open mikes, so I would have had better timing behind the mike. So, honey, how about George "Perfect Teeth" Bush? Pachy Blogging, Day II, XII Undoubtedly, some critics would say that the cameras are finding each and every minority delegate in the arena, to which I have to point out that it's still more integrated than a New York Rangers game. Pachy Blogging, Day II, Part XI Schwarzenneggar has the cred. He's an immigrant, he's self-made, and he's a Republican. Anything he says, I can agree with. I do not, however, want to amend the Constitution for him. Pachy Blogging, Day II, X Michael Steele could be the first black president. Where can I send my donation for 2012/2016? Pachy Blogging, Day II, IX Rod Paige gave a fair speech with, um, vanilla platitudes, and then we cut to a video set in St. Louis. Although I'm not a fan of federal education spending or St. Louis City schools, the video piqued my attention. Some of those condemned buildings looked neat, and I'll bet they are inexpensive. I bet William Lacy Clay, Jr., would like suburban investors coming into his secure district. I was going to call myself a "whitebread" investor, but I am above using racial epithets, even on myself. Pachy Blogging, Day II, VIII Wow, Hasselbeck fumbled a couple times, huh? She looked a little dazed in the pocket and couldn't read the field. She certainly didn't elevate the play of her receivers. Man, I can't wait for football season. I'm sorry. Like most of Madison Square Garden, my attention wandered there for a moment. Who Won The Olympics? Who got the most medals at the Olympics? Why, the European Union, of course:
And he warned our athletes will have to fly the EU flag as well as the Union Jack at Beijing in 2008. That would mean 800m and 1500m champion Kelly Holmes and boxing sensation Amir Khan would be battling for Brussels as much as Britain. Mr Prodi turned the Athens games into a political football, boasting that our bag of 30 medals helped the EU trounce America and China. The West defeated the East, the Islamic Crescent, and Africa!It's true. Check out these medal totals, which I gleaned from the official Olympic site:
What, Mr Prodi, you think it's unsophisticated to extrapolate that far? Then shut your soon-to-be even-more-irrelevant yap and allow your Worthless Pact satellite countries to enjoy a bit of harmless nationalism on the fields of sport and recognize the Olympics for what they are: games. Of course, as such, I suppose it's only natural that a EUcrat would see the Olympics as nothing but a continuation of EU diplomacy by other means. (Link seen originally on blogoSFERICS.) Pachy Blogging, Day II, VII Bill Frist brags about the new Medicare drug benefit, throwing red meat to his tribe, the Socialist Seniors of America, and then says the Republicans are a party for smaller government. I keep expecting a cut to a concerned Geordi La Forge in engineering, brainstorming to how he can refactor the Rhetoricon Crystals to prevent the impending space-time rip caused by the paradox. Pachy Blogging, Day II, VI VodkaPundit can only liquor himself up enough to live blog a single speech? Pah. I am the hardest drinking man in blogbusiness! Pachy Blogging, Day II, V The blogger pin-up Erika Herald talks about faith-based initiatives. I am all in favor of them. Instead of government-funded programs, not as government-funded programs. They're effective because they have extensive contact with the people they serve, and because people serve to salve their souls, not to maintain six figure salaries and to keep themselves in conference-in-exotic-locale tans. Detective McDonald is warming to his speech and is doing well, too. Pachy Blogging, Day II, III George P. Bush, one of the little brown ones, does well enough. Diversity in the GOP? Hell, there's diversity in the Bush family, for crying out loud. When he cuts to Spanish at the end, it reminds me of watching Star Trek: The Motion Picture dubbed in Spanish during a high school Spanish class. A stream of Spanish dialog until someone refers to a character by name, when the original actor's voice breaks in with the very American pronunciation, "Spock." Pachy Blogging, Day II, II Cut away to the Bush twins, facing each other, leaning closer.... Oh, yes. Now, if their grandmother would get out from between them. She's ruining the effect. Pachy Blogging, Day II, I Elizabeth Dole goes into the wilderness and returns with some meat for her tribe. How family values is Liddy? Her husband was senator from Kansas, and now she's senator from North Carolina. Ladies and gentlemen, the Doles slept in separate beds in separate states. Either that, or Liddy is a carpetbagger. But she's our carpetbagger, so that makes it all right? Memo to the DNC Next time you send me a complimentary, personalized photo of the Johnsey twins, please remember to include the supplemental dartboard. Thanks. So-Called Watch An attorney has sued over use of so-called as an adjective modifying his profession and his practice thereof:
So-Called Watch Where did these guys learn how to write?
Althouse Doesn't Care for Rubes in Paradise Either Ann Althouse doesn't care for the Rubes in Paradise theme I touched on I mentioned last night--except she's talking about the extra condescending, non-Republican sponsored asides provided by media commentators. Monday, August 30, 2004
Pachyblogging X McCain rocks. My wife is done with her Dance Dance Revolution on the den television for the night. I am watching Giuliani on cable. T1 passes in a pinch, but it's not cable television yet. Good night. Pachyderm Blogging VIII Boo to you, Michael Moore. I would like to point out that I personally supported McCain before Bush in 2000. I think he's crazy enough to carried the war to the terrorists in 2001 and beyond. Also, McCain as president, there would have been no McCain-Feingold. There, I said it. Pachyderm Blogging VII John McCain, who cannot comb his own hair from hanging and torture in POW camps in North Vietnam, says this is the challenge of our generation. His, and ours. It's the continuing challenge of all American generations. Pachyderm Blogging VI Lindsey Graham? I never would have guessed from his vocals on "Big Love" that he had a southern accent. United America? I daresay not. We are the United States of America, you politico. We shall not dissolve the electoral college, nor will we let the majority of Americans rule this country. I thought they said you were from North Carolina. Sounds like a Washingtonian sentiment to me. Pachyderm Blogging V Spare me the Rubes in Paradise interviews with people from the rest of the country who're in NYC for the first time. I've never been to NYC, and I'm no worse for wear. No less sophisticated, no less educated, and Hillary Clinton is not one of my senators. Pachyderm Blogging III This is opening night of the festival? Kerik, police officers, fire department union members in Milwaukee, Zainab Al-Suwaij, and then the crescendo of McCain and Giuliani? Who said the GOP had no star power? If this is foreplay, I am a dead man! I Got Your Live Blogging Right Here Sitting in the den with a laptop as you curse your wireless connection? Pah! You're a piker. Me, I'm sitting in my office. I've deployed the T1 for its ultimate purpose: streaming media. I've got the eMac fired up and running the CSPAN live feed while I sit here and blog on my primary Windows machine. Face it. You are a poor geek. Bow to me! Pachyblogging II I like Coverage on CSPAN Texas hard rock bands Devious Karl Rove plans And twins. Leaders who are Dicks Hot conservative chicks Moving Reagan pics And those twins. (I think I shall have to learn to appreciate the comfort of the sofa this evening with my less-than-latent fixation.) Pachyblogging That giant blue elephant on the video screen behind the podium would be a whole lot better in 3D, ainna? Whoa! Look out for that trunk! Pay The Surcharge, Chicken The corporate world proves B.F Skinner right once again. Our local Pizza Hut charges seventy-five cents for deliveries now, a cost it just appends to the top of your coupon and the tax. It doesn't break out the cost nor publicize it anywhere, but you're probably paying it. Thanks to the phone companies, wireless companies, and all other companies who have accustomed consumers to surcharges, bogus taxes, and costs of businesses so that the advertised price represents purely the profit, and everything else is extra. Mail Call
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Cheer Up, You're Still Going to Die A man, diagnosed with HIV in 1996, discovers it was an error. Relieved? Happy? Thrilled with his reprieve? What are you thinking?
"He told me, 'We made a very big mistake. We did not do our job,' " said Malone, who is gay and has lost friends to AIDS. "I said, 'You mean to tell me that all you have to say is you are sorry? Sorry that I lived for all this time believing I was going to die?' "
Karen Pridmore, a spokeswoman for VA's Northern California Health Care System, which has eight clinics and a medical center and serves more than 65, 000 patients, said Malone had arrived at the clinic in 1996 with lab results from an outside testing firm in Southern California. Those results showed he was HIV positive. The VA did its own confirmatory HIV test on Malone and found he was negative. Of course not. Undoubtedly, they would have the rest of the government do it better, by....Well....Erm.... Saturday, August 28, 2004
Et Tu, American Greetings? A family member bought this card for the punchline, but didn't realize that she wasn't part of the niche market this card serves. The cover: ![]() Click for full size Weapons of Mass Destruction. Money. The inside: ![]() Click for full size Two things you won't find inside this birthday card. Okay, I can see some humor in that, well, more an attempt at humor, but something. And then there's the back: ![]() Click for full size A caricature of George W. Bush, saying "Trust me, they're there." So what's your point, "American" Greetings? I suppose they're trying to cater to a hip urban crowd who's swallowed the load that Iraq didn't have weapons of mass destruction because those that have been found were just about destruction, not about destroying Catholic worship cermonies. I've never paid much attention to greeting card manufacturers, but I know that the maker's name is listed right above the price, and I'll buy my 149 cards from Hallmark now, thanks. Friday, August 27, 2004
Book Review: You Don't Know Jack: The Book (1998) I'd hate to reflect on what subtle secrets slip out about my character when the reader of this humble web log discovers that the last two books I have read stem from video games. However, if the reader overlooks the obvious mental deficiencies of such a reviewer....wait, you're already here. Okay, this book represents a quiz book, ten "games" of ten questions each. It's based on the video game series which featured, as far as I understand it, a host named Jack who was a cynical, smart-mouthed character, much like the ironic characters iconified in the television show Seinfeld. This particular book was laid out like someone eviscerated a copy of Wired magazine, with hip fonts, bright colors, and 128 snarky pages to cover 100 questions. But if you can pick it up for less than a buck at a yard sale, go for it. It'll help you sharpen up for those unexpected trivia nights where you're confronted with Hugh Hewitt, James Lileks, and Michael Nedved on a team without Michael Savage to handicap them. Book Review: The Dig by Alan Dean Foster (1996) Alan Dean Foster has done the novelizations for many movies, including the Alien series and Outland. So what's the next challenge for an author like that? How about a video game novelization? The Dig comes from the video game of the same name which ran right nicely on Windows 3.11 or Windows 95 boxes. Still, the storyline follows an archetype I like: a strange interstellar artifact shows humans that a greater intelligence exists. 2001, Ringworld, Rendezvous with Rama used the same conceit (although I think the Commodore 64 game Rendezvous with Rama came after the book). When a strange asteroid falls into a slowly decaying orbit, NASA and the EU send up a shuttle mission to nuke the asteroid into a stable orbit. Once the astronauts successfully stabilize the asteroid, the commander, a scientist, and a journalist visit the surface for a moment of study and sample gathering. They discover what appear to be manufactured components on the surface and when they explore further, the asteroid activates and transports the trio to a far off planet, where they're confronted with a number of puzzles, locations to explore, and objects to manipulate. It's not that bad, actually; certainly, since I know it's built from a game, I know to look at it in that context, and I spent a lot of time (well, a couple of brain cycles) thinking about its impact, but the novel's an interesting, enjoyable read, and I didn't spend almost a decade reading almost 2000 pages to find out that the ultimate point is that it's all an idle experiment of God's (curse you, ACC!) In a related note, the synergy worked. After buying this book at a reduced price second-hand, I've won an auction for this game on eBay (for $2.00) for this game. Now, I'll retrofit one of my older PCs with the appropriate operating system and I'll enjoy the adventure of Boston Low (voiced by T2's Robert Patrick). Unfortunately, the media blitz worked almost ten years too late, in a post-shuttle, post 1990s world where the social structures and international cooperation illusions are ancient alien artifacts of their own. Mischaracterization According to Jeff Gordon's Tipsheet, Michael Vick said this in Maxim magazine (the interview's not available online):
The Anti-Lileks Speaks As a rule, I don't read Bill McClellan of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch because I find him droll, uninformed, and pointless. But I couldn't resist today's offering because it deals with my industry: Computer field leaves veterans out in the cold:
"Older workers are finding themselves shut out of the I.T. market," she told me.
First, you couldn't settle in with a company. You had to be constantly rehired, and each time you had to be rehired, you were competing with younger people, competitors who were not only willing to work for less but whose knowledge was more current. For instance, the fellow I visited this week told me the computer language of his day was COBOL. Apparently, that is as out of date as Sanskrit. Oh sure, he has gone to night school and tried to learn the hot new languages like Java and JavaScript, but companies want people with work experience in the new skills - exceptions made for recent grads - and how can you get experience if you can't get hired?
I mentioned outsourcing to the fellow I visited, and he said it isn't just outsourcing. American companies bring Indian workers to this country, he said. This was clearly a difficult subject for him. He's an educated man, and he did not want to appear xenophobic. I don't blame the Indians for taking advantage of opportunity, he said. But still, it's difficult to know that our jobs are going to foreigners, and we can't find work, he said. All the big companies are doing it, he said.
If you're a good worker, smart and skilled, you should have a network of people who'll keep you up on job opportunities and shouldn't have trouble finding work. Unfortunately, whenever I read these people, I see a parade of Dilbertian Wallies, looking for jobs where they can punch the clock and collect exhorbitant paychecks for forty years and then retire with a pension, or at least a healthy 401K, and that's just not going to happen any more. You've got to fend for yourself, and keep yourself fresh. Hop jobs, don't incur too much debt, and don't plan on your income remaining the same or growing perpetually. Start your own company if you have to. COBOL Commandoes. You'd certainly have that niche market covered. Or you could become a newspaper columnist for the Post-Dispatch. Apparently, there you can stagnate and keep getting paid for it. Thursday, August 26, 2004
Tell Us About What You've Done with What You Have I cannot fathom why John Kerry chose this Vince Lombardi in Green Bay:
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
So-Called Watch Adam Entous of Reuters shows Matthew Hoye or Phil Hirshkorn the true power of this fully-operational battle idiom:
The move comes one day after it was disclosed that a top lawyer for Bush's re-election campaign has been providing legal advice to the group behind the ads, the so-called Swift Boat Veterans for Truth. A piece of dirty trick writing art! Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Hijinks Not Yet a Felony, But Raise Revenue for City So today's "Child drives off in car" story is brought to you from East St. Louis, Illinois:
But he didn't go far. Four blocks later -- with his mother in pursuit in her car -- the boy crashed the car into a fence. He was not injured but police gave the boy tickets for driving without a license and without insurance. But wait! The ESL tins are more creative than you would think!
"Mother came out, saw him driving down the street, jumped in her car and pursued him and had him pull over to the side. When he did, he hit the fence," Stewart said. Haynes called police after the crash and took responsibility for what happened. As a result, she was ticketed for contributing to the delinquency of a minor, Stewart said. I am too laid back to be in law enforcement or the legislature. In Defense of the Electoral College Key Monk defends the electoral college system with better reasoning and eloquence that I have. (Link seen on Outside the Beltway.) The Chosen Language Slashdot links to this piece: Top Reasons Why People Think Java Un-Cool - Debunked. Oddly enough, those ten reasons tend to include things like "Java is so easy to use" and "Java is mainstream" and "Java's not geeky enough." Mmm-hmmm. Funny how the reasons that Java has been considered uncool are also its marketing strengths. Speaking as a QA person and a developer who's worked in several Java shops, I'd posit its uncoolness on its non-robust interface APIs which lead to clunky, good-for-1984 user interfaces which, oddly enough, did not play nicely with the dominant operating system. If you're a Java geek, working from a Linux command line, any window (or frame or panel) looks usable, but a functionary sitting at a desktop trying to do his or her job as easily and as quickly as possible, without handy stack traces, would probably disagree. What's my point? Java's okay for middleware, but its interfaces have not been cool and as far as I have seen haven't yet gotten cool. The Obvious Joke CNN Headline: Report: Raptors euthanized in error Obvious punchline: Perhaps they mistook them for the Bucks. Monday, August 23, 2004
Another American Failure in the Gulf Foolish American imperialists cannot make the air conditioners stay on in Bahrain. It's a quagmire! Was That a Rhetorical Question? Also from the same Steinberg column discussed below:
Oh, I guess that's what he's trying to do by removing the context of each's service. Steinberg Lost In his latest column, Steinberg muses:
He presents himself that way, based on his father being a Kenyan immigrant. But his mother was a white woman from Kansas. Why couldn't he just as easily decide he is a white man? Why does the black half trump the white half? The answer has nothing to do with appearances, or affirmative action, or cultural pride, nothing to do with exotic Africa proving a more appealing back story than the bland wheat fields of Kansas. It doesn't have anything to do with Obama specifically -- anyone with a black parent and a white parent is thought of as black. Why is that? The answer is: because of our unconscious reflection of 19th century racist attitudes, where one drop of "corrupting'' blood -- be it black or Jewish or whatever -- is enough to put you into a certain racial camp. Obama's great-grandfather could be black, and that would be enough to make him black. It is indeed the logic of plantation owners, accepted unthinkingly by a society that would otherwise reject it. A form of reasoning, I might add, all-too-gladly taken up by some activists, eager to pump their numbers and prestige. Thus Obama -- and Halle Berry, and Tiger Woods and anyone else of mixed parentage -- doesn't get a say in how their heritage is viewed. The choice is already made for them. Mind you, I'm not blaming Obama. He didn't invent this. But I do think it is worth noting that we are using a very old scorecard when it comes to race, and as our society moves into the blended, multiethnic mix it is certain to become, we're eventually going to have to come up with something new, and finally set aside the whole idea of "blood," the biblical notion of viewing people through the prism of their parents and their parents' parents, and instead see them for who they actually are. Finally judging them not, as Dr. King said, by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character. Blackness is more meaningless than any hyphenation which ends in -American because the second at least indicates that the noun modified by the adjective had the good taste to join those of us born here. So, to recap: Is Barack Obama black? Look at him. Is he African-American? Second generation, so only by heritage. Is he a good man? Seems okay in character, but somewhat wrong on his philosophy. Lileks on Lake James Lileks follows in my footsteps and watches the movie This Gun for Hire. Veronica Lake was sompthin, ainna? Sunday, August 22, 2004
My Time is Coming All six of you daily readers knew it before I did, but this blog will take me to success. Why, just today I received this recognition in my Hotmail Junk E-Mail folder:
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US President George W. Bush has put huge pressure on his closest ally to pick up the Congressional Medal of Honour in person, the Sunday Mirror said, quoting a senior British government source.
So-Called Watch Reader Cagey sends in this example of so-called on CNN: Bush adviser quits after appearing in swift boat ad:
No, fellows, to properly use so-called to denigrate the noun it modifies, to diminish and sneer with journalistic "sophistication" by using this term, you should have written:
Overheard in the Den During the Olympics women's swimming events:
Husband: We know Inge. Beautiful Wife: How do you know Inge? Husband: Uhh.... Book Review: In the Clearing by Robert Frost (1962) I bought this book at a yard sale some years ago, and I've decided recently to add a volume of poetry to my mix of books on my nightstand (after my experience with the book of Leonard Cohen's selected poems). So I read this book. It's only 100 pages of primary material, and doesn't represent a collection of material showing a poet's evolution. Hence, I could enjoy it and the poems within it much more easily and much more viscerally than I could something with footnotes or 40 page introductions indicating why the poet was good. Oddly enough, Robert Frost published this book in 1962, which is within the span of years contained within the four volumes in the Leonard Cohen selection (1956-1968). Cohen's material seems much more contemporary and Frost's more archaic, but the lack of "sophistication" belies some powerful poetry. Frost rhymes almost exclusively, and any serious poet who attended college gets that beaten out of them pretty effectively (and unserious poets rarely bother). So a contemporary reader, even I, can find himself or herself pooh-poohing the rhymes as unsophisticated. Sometimes, they are; he rhymes US with Russ (for Russian) at one point. I gave that up early in college, and prefer to work a little harder to make rhymes work. But if you spend too much time carping about the rhymes and the simplicity of the language of the poems, you miss out on Frost's ability to nail a phrase or line that captures something of human experience that you'll want to quote and that his simplistic poems often have deeper meanings below the surface that you can fathom without a copy of the Oxford English Dictionary and certain material related to the Kabbalah. So read more Frost. I knew once that it was good (high school, before I became more "educated" in my poetry tastes) and now again. The Benefits of a Classical Education I love it when I get an allusion made by some author, whether it's Robert B. Parker or Varifrank, who quotes:
Just don't tell my mother-in-law, the former English teacher whom I impressed at our first meeting by reciting "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock", that I know this particular quote because, in the movie Groundhog Day, Andie MacDowell's character Rita recites it to Bill Murray's character Phil Conners and she attributes it. Knowning how I know what I know often spoils the illusion. (Link seen on Instapundit.) Free Slogan For Franzio's boxed wine: Why am I drinking boxed wine? Because I bought it as a joke for Atari Party 5 and the joke's on me--nobody else touched it. Saturday, August 21, 2004
Book Review: Nightmare in Manhattan by Thomas Walsh (1950) I can't believe I read the whole thing. I bought a copy of this book for $2.95 at Downtown Books, and I was in the mood for a good older (pulp, noir) book after watching Call It Murder, a movie I got as part of a Humphrey Bogart movie box set and which Humphrey Bogart gets first billing only because his last name begins with a B. So after watching a poor transfer of a decent play turned into a bad movie, I picked this book up. Nertz. I deserved it, I suppose. This book won the Edgar Award in 1951 for best first mystery novel. Apparently, the author was a widely-published short story writer, and the back cover explains that he's an expert craftsman who doesn't like a single waste word. Unfortunately, you can flip the book open to any page and find wasted words, impersonal expressions, extraneous adverbs, and everything else. If this book served as our only artifact, we might assume that 1949 preceded the important invention of dialog. Open this book and just look at the text, and you might think you're looking at a Russian novel or an academic piece of nonfiction. Long paragraphs fill out the pages, with nary a line of spoken dialog between--and when the characters speak, they speak in paragraphs. These two factors alone would deprive a book of pacing, but that's not all. Walsh apparently conducted his research into the Manhattan train depot, the primary setting of the novel, because he spends pages upon pages describing its environment and its back corridors. Whereas I like glimpses behind the scenes of different business/industrial scenes, Walsh pours these wordy descriptions into even climactic action scenes. The antagonist should run down a corridor. That's all I need to see. I don't need to know what rooms branch from the corridor, or how high the windows in the corridor are, or upon what rooms the other doors open. Just get the antagonist down the corridor. Walsh also uses a poor device to try to build suspense, wherein he cuts between the cardboard characters, some of whom are lucky enough to be distinguished by their archetypes but others are only different in name, just as an important event is going to happen. Short cuts might prove interesting and suspenseful if the reader could tell the characters apart or cared about the characters. However, when the clock sits at twelve minutes to noon and these cut scenes stretch into paragraphs and dialogless pages of characters reflecting that they're scared/anxious/nervous because the upcoming event is important amid meticulous recounting of the staircases and balconies of the train station, the reader just wants to fast forward those twelve minutes so that over the course of ten pages, something important will happen. Perhaps I'm a jaded modern reader who doesn't appreciate the important ground broken by this crime novel. But I do know that pulp fiction published at the same time had more at stake than this book. The plot: kidnappers, amusingly spelled kidnapers in this book (obviously, it preceded the common spelling of the crime), kidnape a child and hold him ransom for (pinky to mouth) fifty thousand dollars!. A tough transit cop and his superiors want to find the kidnapers before they kill the child. Russeted onto the story, we have an understated love interest in the secretary of the businessman whose son was kidnaped. Also, we have the train station, which is not personified and doesn't become a character in any sense like Ray Chandler would do to LA or Ed McBain would do to The City. The plot, really, is secondary to the mind numbing description and language. One cannot escape them, and indeed I didn't so much read this book as rubberneck the wreck it became. One last thought, and pardon me while I spoil the climax for you. The only mirth I derived from this book I found in the climactic thirty page final chase, wherein the tough cop mortally, or at least seriously, wounds the bad guy with a gunshot to the upper chest, and the villian leaps from a balcony and runs through a door into empty office spaces in the train depot, and falls down some stairs, runs down a corridor, falls down more steps, leaps out of the way of a train when he finds himself in a tunnel, and then almost makes it back to the child to kill him. The legions of law enforcement, meanwhile, cannot find where this fellow went. Because apparently, in 1950, they had not yet invented bleeding profusely. I don't think it was supposed to be funny, but during those thirty pages of climax, I had a lot of time to enjoy the absurdity. Friday, August 20, 2004
So-Called Watch Another alleged "professional" writer deploys the bane of my existence. Eleanor Clift, writing in Newsweek, uses "so-called" to disparage something:
(Link seen on Outside the Beltway, where James Joyner thoroughly fisks Clift's column.) Which of the Five Ws Is This? Here's the beginning of a story on CNN.com entitled Missing Arkansas girl found dead:
The family's pastor, the Rev. Stephen Chitman, said police searching among corn and soybean fields found the body of Patricia Ann Miles, who disappeared Sunday morning after riding her bike to a grocery store. Television footage showed family members wailing after officers told them about her death. Just what do they teach in journalism schools these days? Litigation Pool Walter Olson at Overlawyered speculates on upcoming litigation after Hurricane Charley. This sounds like the perfect opportunity for a pool!
$5.00 gets you a square. Pick the lawsuit and timeframe in which you think it will be filed. Thursday, August 19, 2004
Answers to Trivia Questions Here are the answers to some trivia questions soon to be asked:
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Welfare, Please I hate it when rich capitalist developers aren't too proud to beg for tax money:
Clayton developer Jim Koman has the property at 25th and State streets under contract, but wants financial assistance from East St. Louis and the state of Illinois before closing on the property, which is held in a trust with a Belleville bank. "If we don't get some kind of support, it will be difficult for us to make this transition," said Koman, the president of Koman Properties. And, he added: "We don't have an agreement with Schnucks." It's not even begging, it's extortion, and deals like this give capitalism its slightly darker tint. Unfortunately, city and state officials enable this stupidity when they spend the people's money to ensure that developers with their own millions in liquid cash don't have to risk anything to turn a profit. Monday, August 16, 2004
Headline of Tomorrow Germany appeals to United Nations:Make the Americans occupiers stay in our country.President Kerry: Our Allies Need Our Troops to Support Humanitarian MissionsOur Military Spending Props Up Important Progressive StatesGermany Blindsides France With Another InvasionSeeks to Cure Unemployment with Military Adventure, Hostile Domestic to Occupation by American ImperialistsMake your own. Here's the starter kit: Germans Wary of U.S. Troop Withdrawal .Candidates for Me, But None for Thee Steve Chapman comes out in favor of eliminating the electoral college. Because, I think he argues, it doesn't empower individual states. And:
Nor does it protect small states, which are granted proportionally more votes than large ones. Residents of Delaware and Idaho have no discernible common interests merely because they happen to live in small states. New York and Texas are both big states but, trust me, they don't feel a deep and special bond because of that. Americans vote on the basis of ideology, religion, race, economic concerns and the personal appeal of the candidates, not on some hazy "state" interest. Most small states, in fact, get zero attention. During the 2000 general election campaign, says Edwards, only six of the 17 smallest states were visited by either presidential candidate. Many bigger ones (like Illinois) also got shortchanged--and are getting similar treatment this year. Why? Because of the Electoral College. John Kerry will get millions of votes in Texas, but none of its electoral votes. No matter what Kerry does in California, he's almost guaranteed its electoral votes. Neither he nor President Bush has any incentive to waste much time in those places. They focus instead on the few states where the outcome is in doubt. Under a direct election, by contrast, candidates would go where the votes are--giving most Americans actual exposure to the campaign. But Steve Chapman lives in Chicago, which would be the lone visit between coasts for candidates, and I guess he wants his exposure to them. Who Put Miller Park in Athens? Empty Olympic stadiums set off alarm bells Games chiefs ready to give away tickets On the bright side, at least Athens didn't mortgage its future to build an empty stadium. Oh, wait.... Oh, Canada Police want you to pay for their wire taps:
(Link seen on /..) Saturday, August 14, 2004
Joke This woman, who's a real *UNT, told me this joke today:
He says, "One? There's hundreds of them!" Friday, August 13, 2004
And Brian Is Shamed Only 45.36489% geek on the Inner Geek Geek Test. However, now that I know what to study for it, I will do better next time. Oprah's Big Day In Court From CNN:
A spokeswoman for the talk-show host confirmed Friday that Winfrey would report Monday. Blogging Through a Hurricane from a Safe Distance Instapundit's keeping track of nutbars blogging in the path of a hurricane. Nutbars! Listen, boys and girls, I read Condominium, and I have effectively, pre-emptively evacuated myself to the middle of the country for the duration of every hurricane season and, just in case, all of the other seasons as well. Oh, sure, you more worldly types laugh, but I still remember the fear of a seven-year-old young man in 1979 who knew just enough geography and just little enough meteorology to fear Hurricane David. Don't worry, his supportive mother said, hurricanes only occur on the ocean. But I had enough imagination to suspect hurricanes could come up the Gulf of Mexico, up the Mississippi River like a steamer, and then across the state of Wisconsin to imperil me in Milwaukee. Sure, some of you laugh at the notion, and my therapist tells me that I, too, will someday find humor in it. But not yet. Marine Corps Bumper Stickers Strategy Page has a list of Marine Corps bumper stickers. Check them out. Yes, I mean you, Mom. News Producers on the Other Side of the Line So if you or I lip off to a TSA official at the airport, we're going to prison for a couple years for some handy felony or another. So these two men show up in full "I Am A Terrorist" regalia at a charter helicopter hangar in the St. Louis suburbs in Illinois:
The men, whom Thomas described to police as of "Middle Eastern descent," were carrying a duffel bag and a backpack and drove up in a rental car with Texas license plates. The signs pointed to terrorism - that's exactly the impression the two men, an NBC News producer and cameraman, were trying to create.
"I'm absolutely outraged that NBC News is out here trying to create news rather than report news," McDaniel said after meeting with members of the Transportation Security Administration. "This clearly scared the hell out of a lot of folks and wasted a lot of valuable resources, tying up emergency forces, and all of it was entirely unnecessary."
"Nothing they did or carried was illegal," said NBC spokesman Allison Gollust. "In Illinois, the system worked and ... our reporting will include this part of the story, evidence that civilians like those in Illinois are making attempts to keep the skies safe." And in your own way terrifying people for your own gain. What does that make you again? Thursday, August 12, 2004
Book Review: Selected Poems 1956-1968 by Leonard Cohen (1972) This book collects four of Leonard Cohen's first volumes of poetry, including Let Us Compare Mythologies (1956), The Spice-Box of Earth (1961), Flowers for Hitler (1964), and Parasites of Heaven (1966). The book also includes some never-before seen poems, kind of like the bonus material you get on a greatest hits album. Except this collection is not greatest hits, it's all the filler material, too. I first heard Leonard Cohen, as I am sure many of my generation did, in the film Pump Up The Volume, where Cohen sings the theme song of the protagonist. Unfortunately, the credits and the soundtrack do not credit Cohen, so all this young man got was the Concrete Blonde rendition. But I persevered and discovered the I'm Your Man album. Good album. Leonard's got a rich voice, and the songs are literary and lyrical in the best sense of the word. So it helps to read the book with knowledge of Cohen's voice. The voice can carry much of what the words cannot. Cohen's poems tread the mystical, where they allude to Judaica that I don't understand. Then he's throwing all sorts of Catholic imagery into the poems, which I don't understand as well, but I'm more familiar with them; I went to a Jesuit university, you know. The best section is The Spice-Box of Earth, wherein Cohen explores relationships in greater detail than the others. I could relate more to the poems, as I was once a young man seeking to get laid by young women. I appreciate the sensual confusion in the coffeeshop pheromones and cigarette smoke. Heck, the section made me feel ten years younger. I remember longing and loss. But even the best poets have their off poems (apparently, Emily Dickinson had 1767 of them), and unfortunately readers have to wade through them. I took from this book no other poems I could recite from memory than when I began (I could recite "For Annie" which I remembered from an anthology I'd read before I heard I'm Your Man). But I liked the book okay. I feel smart, reading poetry in my spare time and all. So if you don't mind some free verse with a distinct coffeehouse flare, you won't mind this book. Post script: I would never knowingly participate in a poetry slam in which Leonard Cohen took part. He's got enough A material, and he's got the voice. 'Nuff said. Another Invasive Species Threatens Ecosystem From the New York Times: Red-Footed Falcon Debuts in Western Hemisphere:
Unless it eats snakehead fish, in which case we should bring a dozen over from its native habitat so it can eat all the tasty snakehead fish and mate with local falcons to spawn a new race of snakehead-eating super falcons. Man, I am glad I am a Republican, because being environmentally sensitive is confusing and tiring. One snakehead fish is bad, because making the local ecosystem more diverse with token representatives of outside species can ruin the delicate balance of a natural system which has survived for aeons, but a single red-headed stepchild falcon is a tourist attraction, good for the local economy. As the partially-educated like to quote, "Consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds." No Sympathy For The Devil Here's the teaser for Bill McClellan's latest column in the St. Louis Post-Distpatch: After 30 years, he's faced with life on the outside. So I started to read it. Here's the heart-rending:
His story was front-page stuff 30 years ago. He was 36 years old, and by all accounts, a simple man. He had a seventh-grade education. He had never been in trouble. Except this guy:
Couldn't you have written about another little man who needed defending from the iniquities of the real world, McClellan? List of Columnist Who Bill McClellan Is No I don't normally read Bill McClellan because I think he's obnoxious, and find his columns common, predictable, and rather simplistic. It's obvious he's trying to champion the common man, but I don't care to read about most of the people whom he champions. To make it clear, I have created this handy chart of columnists you can easily use in the sentence, "Bill McClellan is no...."
This is the only time I am going to mention it. If I let my animosity towards other commentators eat at me, I'll start writing like Neil Steinberg. Many Layers to A Story This story begins like a feel-good libertarian story of the year:
Mim Murray, 10 and Marisa Miller-Stockie, 12, of St. Louis, have been selling lemonade together for three summers in their neighborhood north of Forest Park. The two friends hope to save enough to buy laptop computers before starting seventh grade in a few weeks. Last summer, they made more than $100. But on Tuesday afternoon, a city Health Department inspector told the girls they lacked the proper business licenses and were selling unsafe ice cubes, the girls said. The girls were selling Country Time lemonade from a powder mix and store-bought ice cubes near the corner of Des Peres Avenue and Forest Park Parkway. Oh, here it is:
"I just didn't want them on my property," Carreathers said Wednesday. "I just didn't want them blocking my walkway." Mim and Marisa said their stand had been on the grass between the rear of Carreathers' property and the parkway. They said Carreathers had threatened to spray them with a garden hose if they didn't leave. "That's not the American way, dude," Mim said Wednesday. Sounds like Mim has learned the American way, dude, and it's not her great-grandfather's American Way. Bleh. I think I am drinking too coffee, which heats my libertarian blood rather quickly. Not On His Spectrum Rush Limbaugh's going off on Steve Chapman's column in the Chicago Tribune today, wherein Chapman goes off on Kerry's new hawkishness. Limbaugh offers this column as a sign of the left's solidarity fraying. Limbaugh calls Chapman a liberal. Perhaps his imagination cannot fathom an isolationalist libertarian. Poor form, Rush. Read a little more, and don't oversimplify it for your radio audience. We're not as dumb as you think we look. Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Man the Forward Moonbattery! With oil prices going up and temperatures unseasonably cool, isn't it obvious to anyone else that Enroniburton has secretly reversed global warming to pump up its profits this winter? Am I the only one connecting the dots dancing before my eyes? Come on, people, wake up! And Your Little Dog, Too So authorities investigate a burglary in Georgia and bust the homeowner and his son for having an AT-4 anti-tank missile and some other things that they apparently picked up hiking (illegally, of course) on the ranges at Fort Stewart. They've even been arrested on the base before. But the best part of the story is the charges levied against the pair:
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Title the New Hit "Whiteys Just Don't Understand" Will Smith explains to a Frankfurt (Germany) newspaper:
“No. Absolutely not. When you grow up black in America you have a completely different view of the world than white Americans. We blacks live with a constant feeling of unease. And whether you are wounded in an attack by a racist cop or in a terrorist attack, I’m sorry, it makes no difference.” I don't think I'll look to him for political insight, though. Or judgment, really, for joining the cavalcade of stars who make their politics known in Europe but wouldn't poke their American audiences in the eye directly. All Other Problems Apparently Solved Apparently, having solved all other problems, the Federal government can turn its focus to guaranteeing car loans to sub-prime consumers:
Make that a free ride. Sunday, August 08, 2004
Is Brian Media Diverse? Over at Signifying Nothing, Chris Lawrence Takes Michelle Malkin's Media Diversity Test (original Malkin post here.) He scores 60 out of a possible 100, which indicates he's slightly more...what, Midwestern, conservative, something...than the major media. Here's how I did:
Final score: 80/100 What does it mean? I'm different from Chris. Also, Michelle Malkin would probably think of me as a relative comsymp, much like I think of Alex Knapp of Heretical Ideas. I guess we're diverse, which is good, ainna? Atari Party 5: Fellowship of the Joystick Photos In case you didn't think I had actual friends in the real world, I have posted the photos from Atari Party 5: Fellowship of the Joystick. Of course, this could mean I married a woman with many friends, but I don't dwell on it. Too much. Friday, August 06, 2004
Book Review: Dreamcatcher by Stephen King (2001) I can count the number of Stephen King books I've read on both hands, and it makes it much easier that I'm not a Stephen King surviving protagonist, because they never finish with 10 digits. I've read The Stand, Eyes of the Dragon, the first three books of the Dark Tower, On Writing, The Dark Half, and this book. I really like his style and his attitude, and I liked this book too. The plot: four friends on a hunting trip encounter an alien invasion or biowarfare during a blizzard. Cripes, it would be a simple enough pitch for a movie, but undoubtedly the two hour feature couldn't begin to delve into this book. I'm going to speak about a few things in my few paragraphs, the first of which is his style. As I mentioned previously, a horror novel is simply a fantasy novel wherein the heroes don't know they're in a fantasy novel until it's too late. That gives King the opportunity to play with the timeline, using foreshadowing and flashback to great effect. The simple, throwaway foreshadowing in the beginning of the book really draws the reader in, but King knows when the hook has been set and lays off after the first third of the book. Swell. Also, King lavishes a lot of detail on most of the characters in the book that are more than names. It really bugs the reader when the good guys die, or when they lose fingers. Secondly, King's well read and slathers his books in allusions to popular and literate works. He alludes to Poe unself-consciously and mentions a boook by Robert Parker by name. Cool. Also, I found this book an interesting artifact. Although King, in his author's note, talks about writing this book in November 1999 through March 2000, Bush is the president (and it's apparent that he's not well thought of by many characters). The president has to give a speech about an incident in which aliens bearing infectious and dangerous, world-conquering philosophies spores. The book is published in 2001. That's a little....creepy. Of all contemporary mythmakers, if I had to guess whom students from the year 2200 would read from our era (assuming their studies of literature aren't limited to the Koran or Mao), I'd pick King. He's an engaging writer, he's smart, he's good at his craft, and he explores deeper human truths by transcending his genre. Post-Dispatch Math That's some mighty smart figurin':
Financial terms of the deal were not disclosed. The free agent forward, an 18-year veteran who starred for the Blues and spent the last three seasons with Detroit, has 741 goals -- second only to Coyotes managing partner Wayne Gretzky's 894 and Gordie Howe's 801. Sounds Like a Threat To Me Hostage situation in Tosa: Parents protest class sizes in Tosa:
Steinberg Off The Wall Neil Steinberg continues kicking Bob Greene:
Someone else is movin' in, And they're makin' time And it's gettin' underneath your skin, Whoa, whoa! Doesn't it hurt? Jealousy, baby! Doesn't it burn? Jealousy? Doesn't it consume your soul? Makin you lose control, Jealousy! Nothing to be said, Nothing to be done Someone else is in your place, And you won't forget it And it's hittin' you right where you live Whoa, whoa! Doesn't it hurt? Jealousy, baby! Doesn't it burn? Jealousy! Doesn't it grab hold of you? Breakin' your heart in two Jealousy! All at once, you're wild and runnin', Runnin' blind Revenge, revenge, revenge Is the one thing on your mind, Whoa, whoa! Doesn't it hurt? Jealousy, baby! Doesn't it burn? Jealousy ! Doesn't it consume your soul Makin' you lose control Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, Jealousy! Thursday, August 05, 2004
Quick Reference Horror Novel: A fantasy novel in which the protagonists do not realize until it's too late that they're in a fantasy novel. Bistandardathon Headline at Command Post: General Assembly President appeals for States to observe Olympic Truce.
Okay, Hijinks Now A Felony Two lawyers play around in their office building by shooting BBs at each other, someone in another office sees and calls the cops from beneath her desk, and now they're going to get it:
Dispatch from the Sports Wars Speaking of a ballot initiative to prevent sale of the naming rights to Candlestick Park, a San Francisco 49ers offers this level-headed and non-hyperbolic assessment:
But should one even hope for better from a spokesman for a team with gold-digging right in the name? Wednesday, August 04, 2004
The Wonder of Cats, Part XVII When I say I am, when I am say I, and even when I cry the out obvious, some organic creature will respond with a meow, even if it's only hoping for a Whiskas fish-flavored chunk. No more worrying about the furniture's silent treatment. (Jeez, I gotta cut down on the Jeff Goldstein.) Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel Wants Packer Bloggers The Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel is looking for bloggers to cover the Green Bay Packers this year. Those bloggers selected get a free subscription the the Packers Insider, an extra supplement to the paper for which people actually pay extra, and a trip to Lambeau. Entry details here. Me, I'm not entering. Even though I listen to Weber and Dolan in the mornings, including the Green Bay Grapevine on Fridays, and I read the Journal-Sentinel religiously, and I plan my autumn around the weekends when I can watch the game on television, I cannot think of three things to say about training camp. As a matter of fact, most of my blog entries about the Packers taunt Pejman or Cagey as needed. Tuesday, August 03, 2004
A Conspiracy of One Once more, Brig. Gen. Janis Karpinski opens her mouth and shows more of her Peter Principle qualifications:
"I have been told there's a reliable witness who's made a statement ... indicating that not only was I not included in any of the meetings discussing interrogation operations, but specific measures were taken to ensure I would not have access to those facilities, that information or any of the details of interrogations at Abu Ghraib or anywhere else," Karpinski said. She didn't identify the witness. "Correct," Karpinski responded when asked if she thought there was a conspiracy at senior level to stop her knowing what was going on. "From what I understand ... it was people that had full knowledge of what was going on out at Abu Ghraib who knew that they had to keep Janis Karpinski from discovering any of those activities," she added. Asked whether she thought the conspiracy reached up to the Pentagon or the White House, she said: "The indication is that it may have." Monday, August 02, 2004
An Irrelevant Link Humorist Frank J., who will probably enjoy publishing success before I do (the bastard!), pens: Know Thy Enemy: Democrats. Truth to power. Admission I don't mind telling you, I will be glad tomorrow night after 7 pm when the polls close. Every time I have answered the phone today, a recording from some former political hack has greeted me, undoubtedly encouraging me to vote one way or the other. Unfortunately, I hang up once I recognize the call for what it is. These recorded calls insult me more than a volunteer calling me live to talk to me about their candidate or issue. I know, they occur mostly during the day when people aren't home with the specific purpose of having a recorded message engage a recording device (the answering machine). Come on, though..... I work at home, and every time your goofball devices call, I oughter bill you for an hour of my expensive consultant time. Unfortunately, I never make it long enough into the recorded message to know whom to blame. Sunday, August 01, 2004
Welcome to the Market Last month, SalesForce.com had its IPO. This month, the first shareholder lawsuits were filed. If I weren't laughing, I would be crying. Drink Up That Geritol, Generation X Duran Duran, Poison, Huey Lewis, and Whitney Houston are as fresh to kids today as Cream, Traffic, and J.J. Jackson were to us. I SAID, DURAN DURAN, POISON, AND.... Oh, never mind, you won't remember it anyway. Sure, Blame QA Somewhere, some project manager is undoubtedly chewing out his or her QA staff for letting this one get through:
American had its planes back up after two hours, while US Airways flights were grounded for about three. Federal Aviation Administration spokeswoman Diane Spitaliere said the FAA was alerted to the problem, and both carriers asked the FAA's air traffic controllers to help communicate with planes to keep them on the ground until the problems were fixed. US Airways spokeswoman Amy Kudwa said the airline's flight-operation database malfunctioned, due to "an internal technology problem." A similar problem affected American's flight plan system, grounding about 150 flights, spokesman John Hotard said. I Want That Job The BBC reports:
The formats were CompactFlash, Secure Digital, xD, Memory Stick and Smartmedia. They were dipped into cola, put through a washing machine, dunked in coffee, trampled by a skateboard, run over by a child's toy car and given to a six-year-old boy to destroy. (Link seen on Instapundit.) |
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