Some shit never changes.
Friday
Studio Diary - Discussions
A Four-Way:
Although I’ve gained a newfound appreciation for the song (the craft, hooks, construction, etc.), I cannot remove myself from the album. The big piece, the opera, the whole rodeo. It’s like continents fitting together to form a planet, or better, finding the right planets to construct the perfect solar system. Song = hard. Album = impossible. Why sell your art short?
I just had a complete shift in thought. I have always been pro-album. As in the songs should be taken in context, the album as "whole," etc, that kind of shit, you know what I mean.
Noise, amp buzz, street sounds, it's all part of the final package.
You’re right about wanting that message in a bottle to come back to you. I mean, what do you put in a bottle you throw in the ocean? Your address so you can get it back. But getting it back isn't the important thing, it's the person bringing it back - you FOUND that person. You and this person are now connected in a way you aren't with anyone else. Possibly this is the person you were looking for? Or maybe it's to see if you can effect change over great distances in space or time. Yeah, that too.
For example, I prefer headphones and conceptual, obtusely narrative albums because those aid me in the hijacking. The experiences I create are intended for full immersion rather than background or sing along music. And it's has more than a little to do with the fact that I don't perform live anymore. And the experience, if successful, should continue after listening by posing questions, leaving messages, creating mysteries, and establishing a compelling and reflective (if imaginary) world to be considered between listenings.
Being half white/half black, I’ve always felt comfortable making both highly uncomfortable. That’s why I drove people like R.J. crazy. Not from a race perspective, but they can’t comprehend what I’m doing or what I’ll do next.
I’ve always wrapped my art around the conceptual. As far as audiences, I maintain that I make stuff for a limited audience, but I really make stuff for me to rediscover many years in the future, what I call future gifting. I’ve spent most of my adult life stumbling across future gifts. It’s like finding stash from last winter in your heavy coat.
I wish I had a pony.
We, the family, were talking over the holiday about the supposed demise of albums (CDs, etc.) because, as we are being told by some pundits, everything will be available electronically and everyone will just go out and download (buy or not) what they want to hear, etc. We all agreed that this won't happen as quickly as some say (some are saying by the end of this year). As I was listening to "The Wall" (the album), one of Petey's presents, I realized another reason it won't happen that easily: many albums exist in their form for a reason. Albums are wholes with the parts generally in intentional arrangements. Infinite mixing, unlimited electronic shuffling would be tantamount for many albums, many artists, to shuffle reading a novel -- chapter 12, chapter 3, chapter 43, chapter 8, chapter 34. (Of course, I suppose albums can become single files -- i.e., a single "son.")
Anyhow, good you're working on this. Must be a creative thing in the air. About a month ago I began working on a bread cookbook that I have been mulling over for years (I do a lot of bread baking - have published many recipes). Something in the air?
A Four-Way:
Although I’ve gained a newfound appreciation for the song (the craft, hooks, construction, etc.), I cannot remove myself from the album. The big piece, the opera, the whole rodeo. It’s like continents fitting together to form a planet, or better, finding the right planets to construct the perfect solar system. Song = hard. Album = impossible. Why sell your art short?
I just had a complete shift in thought. I have always been pro-album. As in the songs should be taken in context, the album as "whole," etc, that kind of shit, you know what I mean.
Noise, amp buzz, street sounds, it's all part of the final package.
You’re right about wanting that message in a bottle to come back to you. I mean, what do you put in a bottle you throw in the ocean? Your address so you can get it back. But getting it back isn't the important thing, it's the person bringing it back - you FOUND that person. You and this person are now connected in a way you aren't with anyone else. Possibly this is the person you were looking for? Or maybe it's to see if you can effect change over great distances in space or time. Yeah, that too.
For example, I prefer headphones and conceptual, obtusely narrative albums because those aid me in the hijacking. The experiences I create are intended for full immersion rather than background or sing along music. And it's has more than a little to do with the fact that I don't perform live anymore. And the experience, if successful, should continue after listening by posing questions, leaving messages, creating mysteries, and establishing a compelling and reflective (if imaginary) world to be considered between listenings.
Being half white/half black, I’ve always felt comfortable making both highly uncomfortable. That’s why I drove people like R.J. crazy. Not from a race perspective, but they can’t comprehend what I’m doing or what I’ll do next.
I’ve always wrapped my art around the conceptual. As far as audiences, I maintain that I make stuff for a limited audience, but I really make stuff for me to rediscover many years in the future, what I call future gifting. I’ve spent most of my adult life stumbling across future gifts. It’s like finding stash from last winter in your heavy coat.
I wish I had a pony.
We, the family, were talking over the holiday about the supposed demise of albums (CDs, etc.) because, as we are being told by some pundits, everything will be available electronically and everyone will just go out and download (buy or not) what they want to hear, etc. We all agreed that this won't happen as quickly as some say (some are saying by the end of this year). As I was listening to "The Wall" (the album), one of Petey's presents, I realized another reason it won't happen that easily: many albums exist in their form for a reason. Albums are wholes with the parts generally in intentional arrangements. Infinite mixing, unlimited electronic shuffling would be tantamount for many albums, many artists, to shuffle reading a novel -- chapter 12, chapter 3, chapter 43, chapter 8, chapter 34. (Of course, I suppose albums can become single files -- i.e., a single "son.")
Anyhow, good you're working on this. Must be a creative thing in the air. About a month ago I began working on a bread cookbook that I have been mulling over for years (I do a lot of bread baking - have published many recipes). Something in the air?
Thursday
Studio Diary - two
Yeah, I've had a similar shift too.
I enjoy songs. If a group is not up to an album, they make two good songs and fill with shit.
I've just started a new project. I'll know when I'm finished. Maybe a couple long songs, or an album. I don't know yet.
But, it won't contain a bunch of filler since I'm not making it for a corporation and have "contractual obligations."
But, there are still classic and perfect albums; full pieces that deserve the room.
But, yeah the fucking devil. Great title, by the way: "The Fucking Devil"
Wednesday
STUDIO DIARY - one
Excuses behind me, loads of work before me.
Department of Experimental Accounting.
Drums
Guitar - acoustic
Guitar - electric
Piano - baby grand, out of tune
Keyboard
Toy piano
Soprano Ukulele
Bass - electro/acoustic
Years of recorded samples and field recordings
Bunch of other shit
Tsunami
I'm getting kind of old to again make the best album ever. This might be it. You know, "it."
The Floods of Lexington Pacheco
Music to Nod-off to
Funeral
Dark
Joyous
Stolen Democracy
Here we go...all these ideas I've incubated (all somehow magically lost right now) over the years are ready to do something.
The best thing about this effort will be getting it out of my head.
Excuses behind me, loads of work before me.
Department of Experimental Accounting.
Drums
Guitar - acoustic
Guitar - electric
Piano - baby grand, out of tune
Keyboard
Toy piano
Soprano Ukulele
Bass - electro/acoustic
Years of recorded samples and field recordings
Bunch of other shit
Tsunami
I'm getting kind of old to again make the best album ever. This might be it. You know, "it."
The Floods of Lexington Pacheco
Music to Nod-off to
Funeral
Dark
Joyous
Stolen Democracy
Here we go...all these ideas I've incubated (all somehow magically lost right now) over the years are ready to do something.
The best thing about this effort will be getting it out of my head.
Thursday
[Post Originally Untitled]
They say write [about] what you know
But what if you know very little or practically nothing?
What if the only thing you know about
Makes little or no sense to anyone – including yourself sometimes?
There are the absolutes
I know that fire is hot; it also burns and you can cook with it
I know I cannot breathe under water
I know that if my heart stops beating, I’ll die
I know if I don’t eat, I get awfully hungry
My intestines work involuntarily
But about the pain and confusion
About the pondering and observations?
And the loss of vocabulary regarding
Banal discussions about lines or weather?
Does anyone really care?
I know about the urges and the want
Bottlenecks of energies unfulfilled
I know that it’s all make believe
The politics the religions and the careers
Smokes and mirrors – sleight of hand - knots
The arts and some crafts make happiness
As do simple moments unspoken unpromised
I know it’s all going to come to an abrupt and brutal end
I know, I know, it’s all so depressing
I suppose the answer it to not write - this I know
But what if you know very little or practically nothing?
What if the only thing you know about
Makes little or no sense to anyone – including yourself sometimes?
There are the absolutes
I know that fire is hot; it also burns and you can cook with it
I know I cannot breathe under water
I know that if my heart stops beating, I’ll die
I know if I don’t eat, I get awfully hungry
My intestines work involuntarily
But about the pain and confusion
About the pondering and observations?
And the loss of vocabulary regarding
Banal discussions about lines or weather?
Does anyone really care?
I know about the urges and the want
Bottlenecks of energies unfulfilled
I know that it’s all make believe
The politics the religions and the careers
Smokes and mirrors – sleight of hand - knots
The arts and some crafts make happiness
As do simple moments unspoken unpromised
I know it’s all going to come to an abrupt and brutal end
I know, I know, it’s all so depressing
I suppose the answer it to not write - this I know
Sunday
Step Aside, Clyde
It's complex, really
Chemistry of the brain
and the tweaks and nudges
We add
50 milligrams, or so, at a time
Confidence sans agression
Socialization sans pretense
You will know -- you will know
Since we are still unlike the rest
Get over your disrespect
Educate yourself
This is it
And we're all in the together
in this short, short life
Make fun not wars
Vacations for the arts
Inorganic in conjunction with the organic
I suffer no trauma, doll
It's complex, really
Chemistry of the brain
and the tweaks and nudges
We add
50 milligrams, or so, at a time
Confidence sans agression
Socialization sans pretense
You will know -- you will know
Since we are still unlike the rest
Get over your disrespect
Educate yourself
This is it
And we're all in the together
in this short, short life
Make fun not wars
Vacations for the arts
Inorganic in conjunction with the organic
I suffer no trauma, doll
Saturday
Sunday
Thursday
Prison of the mind
Detention of the soul
Welfare torture static
No more rock 'n roll
Redneck washout nazi
Ghetto homeless stars
Debilitating pathos
No more oil for the cars
Less said is best stated
One nod or shrug a time
Survival has become
Less rhythmic than divine
When the last vote is counted
After the last soldier is dead
When the final baby
Has been dropped upon his head
I will be sitting there
Watching judging scoring
Hoping your holy afterlife
Lets you stop this whoring
Detention of the soul
Welfare torture static
No more rock 'n roll
Redneck washout nazi
Ghetto homeless stars
Debilitating pathos
No more oil for the cars
Less said is best stated
One nod or shrug a time
Survival has become
Less rhythmic than divine
When the last vote is counted
After the last soldier is dead
When the final baby
Has been dropped upon his head
I will be sitting there
Watching judging scoring
Hoping your holy afterlife
Lets you stop this whoring
Monday
blog me
blog you
like i care what you think
like i care if you care what i think
blog this
today i woke up
had a terrible pain in the neck and upper back
took a shower
washed my ass
drove to work
slept on the floor for most of the day
back still hurts
(but ass is sparkling clean)
getting ready to go back home
eat dinner and dim my pain
on cocktails of man made pleasures
and suffer through televised belittlement
like you care
like i care
like insanity of humanity
we can take comfort in safe doses
blog you
like i care what you think
like i care if you care what i think
blog this
today i woke up
had a terrible pain in the neck and upper back
took a shower
washed my ass
drove to work
slept on the floor for most of the day
back still hurts
(but ass is sparkling clean)
getting ready to go back home
eat dinner and dim my pain
on cocktails of man made pleasures
and suffer through televised belittlement
like you care
like i care
like insanity of humanity
we can take comfort in safe doses
Saturday
Monday
It was decided at a very young age that an artist I was to be. Clearly, that was the direction to head. Clearly, it was intuited that creating overshadowed consuming.
This so-called dabbling has taken me to many places and on many journeys that I probably never would have embarked, nor expected. Or survived. I’ve been to the bowels of middle spaces.
All the experimenting. The tests. Litmus. Educating. The building of infrastructure. Future gifting. All for what? For self or for humanity?
Through many slogans, logos and campaigns, I return to where it all started. Fate intervening, as usual, generally for the betterment. Will imposed by force or by subconscious processing. But, I have indeed returned to the beginning; full circle.
The mind as the finest art. The heart as the barometer. Souls bartered for returns to glory’s past. Fuck or be fucked. Naked, alone, and afraid.
Belief that whatever you’ve wanted, you could have. All of it. You just have to have the want enough. You just have to transform desire into necessity. Forced, by will of mind and psychological jiu-jitsu.
And, when it hits, it hits hard, man. Blocking taste, rest, and erotic desires. We are the junkies. We are the powerless. We are all so fully empty.
This so-called dabbling has taken me to many places and on many journeys that I probably never would have embarked, nor expected. Or survived. I’ve been to the bowels of middle spaces.
All the experimenting. The tests. Litmus. Educating. The building of infrastructure. Future gifting. All for what? For self or for humanity?
Through many slogans, logos and campaigns, I return to where it all started. Fate intervening, as usual, generally for the betterment. Will imposed by force or by subconscious processing. But, I have indeed returned to the beginning; full circle.
The mind as the finest art. The heart as the barometer. Souls bartered for returns to glory’s past. Fuck or be fucked. Naked, alone, and afraid.
Belief that whatever you’ve wanted, you could have. All of it. You just have to have the want enough. You just have to transform desire into necessity. Forced, by will of mind and psychological jiu-jitsu.
And, when it hits, it hits hard, man. Blocking taste, rest, and erotic desires. We are the junkies. We are the powerless. We are all so fully empty.
Tuesday
Saturday
Okay, wouldn't it suck...
So, we know The Election will be a huge deal and very, very close, right?
But, some of us have the balls to sit around guessing that it won't be as close as polling predicts. We're all convinced that Kerry will really crush; resulting in a humiliating Bush tail-between-the-legs defeat. We: the so-called Liberal Intelligensia.
But, what if?
What if the reverse somehow happens? Bush in a Nixonian, Reaganian LANDSLIDE! A fucking mandate!
Wouldn't it suck?!
Once I got out of the psych ward, I'd have to move to Canada, or France...
So, we know The Election will be a huge deal and very, very close, right?
But, some of us have the balls to sit around guessing that it won't be as close as polling predicts. We're all convinced that Kerry will really crush; resulting in a humiliating Bush tail-between-the-legs defeat. We: the so-called Liberal Intelligensia.
But, what if?
What if the reverse somehow happens? Bush in a Nixonian, Reaganian LANDSLIDE! A fucking mandate!
Wouldn't it suck?!
Once I got out of the psych ward, I'd have to move to Canada, or France...
Monday
Six for six
feel the burn
reel the yearn
letting the addiction of insanity
take the mind and body to places
undesireable yet unavoidable
Time to make contingency plans
because the big brave facade
is starting to crumble
into heaps of fear and remorse
shit yeah I'm really, really scared
If I should survive myself
I would be the luckiest man alive
postponing death for at least another year
so I can really say
looking forward at forty
What do they take us for?
Fools?
drunk and high on the power of chickenshit
feel the burn
reel the yearn
letting the addiction of insanity
take the mind and body to places
undesireable yet unavoidable
Time to make contingency plans
because the big brave facade
is starting to crumble
into heaps of fear and remorse
shit yeah I'm really, really scared
If I should survive myself
I would be the luckiest man alive
postponing death for at least another year
so I can really say
looking forward at forty
What do they take us for?
Fools?
drunk and high on the power of chickenshit
Saturday
Friday
Pink-eyed self-abuser
of various nouns - indiscriminant
Nuns and homosexuals
sharing psychic spaces if not similar gods
Straw for hair
hammer-headed sharks
bobble-head upon racks of pointy bones
[and I don't like what you got me hangin' from]
RED power tie
WHITE crisp shirt
& BLUE pinstripe suit
Shit for phone hanging from your ear
you got a fucking hole in your shoe!
no one alerted you
of various nouns - indiscriminant
Nuns and homosexuals
sharing psychic spaces if not similar gods
Straw for hair
hammer-headed sharks
bobble-head upon racks of pointy bones
[and I don't like what you got me hangin' from]
RED power tie
WHITE crisp shirt
& BLUE pinstripe suit
Shit for phone hanging from your ear
you got a fucking hole in your shoe!
no one alerted you
Lying motherfuckers
It's time to shut 'em down
Symptom relief without surgery
Hit 'em hard ('cuz this is hard work)
Play the blues
So Partisan It's actually quite painful
Ideology entrenched into competing camps:
I Am Right & They Are Wrong
A universe divided
Split into halves and "haves"
Take me by the hand
Lead me to places where care
Doesn't exist anymore
To states united intelligently
Effectively and carefully
The achievement of balances
Across many multi-layered dimensions
Harmony the ultimate destination
A journey fraught with misery
Unimaginable pain and suffering
Lying motherfuckers all
It's time to shut 'em down
Symptom relief without surgery
Hit 'em hard ('cuz this is hard work)
Play the blues
So Partisan It's actually quite painful
Ideology entrenched into competing camps:
I Am Right & They Are Wrong
A universe divided
Split into halves and "haves"
Take me by the hand
Lead me to places where care
Doesn't exist anymore
To states united intelligently
Effectively and carefully
The achievement of balances
Across many multi-layered dimensions
Harmony the ultimate destination
A journey fraught with misery
Unimaginable pain and suffering
Lying motherfuckers all
Thursday
Cycles.
Binge days have begun, in earnest.
Karl Rove.
Listen, children. And, if you had listened the first time, we wouldn't all be in the situation we're in now.
Listen. Follow. Obey. Serve.
I'm here to take the chill off. To soothe the needy.
Karl Rove, my main man.
Let's feast. Let's binge. Let's pillage.
Karl Rove.
Binge days have begun, in earnest.
Karl Rove.
Listen, children. And, if you had listened the first time, we wouldn't all be in the situation we're in now.
Listen. Follow. Obey. Serve.
I'm here to take the chill off. To soothe the needy.
Karl Rove, my main man.
Let's feast. Let's binge. Let's pillage.
Karl Rove.
Wednesday
On vinyl, "Voodoo Chile" is the end of a side, and "Little Miss Strange" is the beginning of the next side. This makes sense.
Anyhow, the sequence design was for one to take a break after "Voodoo Chile." Rest, roll another. Pee. Eat. Then settle in for the next leg of the tour.
But, after the massive journey of "Chile," even on CD, "Strange" serves a distinct purpose: juxtaposition. It's the cold splash of water that prevents one from becoming insane. It's a life saver. After you realize that you've set yourself on fire, "Strange" is a handy, helpful hose.
It works, think, "Tom's Three Minute Single."
Anyhow, the sequence design was for one to take a break after "Voodoo Chile." Rest, roll another. Pee. Eat. Then settle in for the next leg of the tour.
But, after the massive journey of "Chile," even on CD, "Strange" serves a distinct purpose: juxtaposition. It's the cold splash of water that prevents one from becoming insane. It's a life saver. After you realize that you've set yourself on fire, "Strange" is a handy, helpful hose.
It works, think, "Tom's Three Minute Single."
Thursday
From 09.02.04 Washington Post
Hollywood, Calif.: The Republicans must be euphoric. Their leaders have been impressive, especially McCain, Schwarzenegger and Giuliani. The street demonstrations have just shown that the Democrats are not the kind of people you want to trust with important decisions. This convention looks like the turning point in the election. Are they taunting you yet?
Al Franken: Obviously I disagree. I thought Schwarzenegger made a huge mistake with the girly-man comment. I saw Giuliani disgrace himself by lying about Kerry and by exploiting 9/11 in a way that was shameful. For example talking about seeing a guy jump from the Trade Center and then making up this thing about thanking God George W. Bush is president. I don't think the demonstrators who misbehave were Democrats. And while I respect McCain I thought his comments about Michael Moore were unfortunate considering he had never seen the movie as he admitted later.
As far as taunting: you are going to lose, loser.
Hollywood, Calif.: The Republicans must be euphoric. Their leaders have been impressive, especially McCain, Schwarzenegger and Giuliani. The street demonstrations have just shown that the Democrats are not the kind of people you want to trust with important decisions. This convention looks like the turning point in the election. Are they taunting you yet?
Al Franken: Obviously I disagree. I thought Schwarzenegger made a huge mistake with the girly-man comment. I saw Giuliani disgrace himself by lying about Kerry and by exploiting 9/11 in a way that was shameful. For example talking about seeing a guy jump from the Trade Center and then making up this thing about thanking God George W. Bush is president. I don't think the demonstrators who misbehave were Democrats. And while I respect McCain I thought his comments about Michael Moore were unfortunate considering he had never seen the movie as he admitted later.
As far as taunting: you are going to lose, loser.
Tuesday
We really are living in frightening times now. Surrounded by liars, psychopaths, and evil people in it for the money.
I can't help to wonder what the hell is really going on? How will history reflect on the turn of this century? Will the label CWII stick?
[new toy]
I mean, we won the Olympics, right? So, there's some good for US sure.
We still have TeeVee and microwave popcorn...we're fatter and lazier than ever. Using up all the oxygen and oil.
Pinch me so I can wake up to my miserably wonderful life.
I can't help to wonder what the hell is really going on? How will history reflect on the turn of this century? Will the label CWII stick?
[new toy]
I mean, we won the Olympics, right? So, there's some good for US sure.
We still have TeeVee and microwave popcorn...we're fatter and lazier than ever. Using up all the oxygen and oil.
Pinch me so I can wake up to my miserably wonderful life.
Tuesday
The New York Times reports that not only was "much of the information that led the authorities to raise the terror alert at several large financial institutions ... three or four years old," intelligence and law enforcement officials "reported that they had not yet found concrete evidence that a terror plot or preparatory surveillance operations were still under way."
Anyone consider this yet: So, if it's 3-4 years old, the information is probably about the World Trade Center, you know, September 11...2001. Doh!
They're marching all over town with guns and body armour for what again? Oh, to drown out any John Kerry news. Clever, I suppose. But, pretty damn insulting.
Anyone consider this yet: So, if it's 3-4 years old, the information is probably about the World Trade Center, you know, September 11...2001. Doh!
They're marching all over town with guns and body armour for what again? Oh, to drown out any John Kerry news. Clever, I suppose. But, pretty damn insulting.
Monday
Thursday
Realizing that I've been alive through eight presidencies, the thought has occured: I am getting old.
Still, no friends
No real enemies
Oddly neutral and somewhat feared
Respected yet avoided
It's a funny time to be me
Or is it?
"The radical right are to conservatives as anarchists are to liberals."
- D.P. Moynihan
"The—Pet—Goat. A—girl—got—a—pet—goat. But—the—goat—did—some—things—that—made—the—girl's—dad—mad."
- G.W. Bush
Still, no friends
No real enemies
Oddly neutral and somewhat feared
Respected yet avoided
It's a funny time to be me
Or is it?
"The radical right are to conservatives as anarchists are to liberals."
- D.P. Moynihan
"The—Pet—Goat. A—girl—got—a—pet—goat. But—the—goat—did—some—things—that—made—the—girl's—dad—mad."
- G.W. Bush
Friday
Salon.com News | Bush urges blacks not to back Democrats
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Thursday
"What we can say with confidence is that none of the measures adopted by the US government from 1998 to 2001 disturbed or even delayed the progress of the al-Qaida plot.
Mr Kean, a Republican former governor of New Jersey, said it was not the commission's job to assign blame on a particular administration. Instead, he said: "Any person in a senior position within our government during this time bears some element of responsibility for our government's actions."
The commission also faulted Congress for failing to monitor the intelligence and counter-terrorist agencies properly and recommended it create a single committee to oversee homeland security. "So long as oversight is undermined by current congressional rules and resolutions, we believe the American people will not get the security they want and need," the commissioners wrote.
Analysis: This ALL happened under a wack job (R) administration and a wack job (R) congress way too busy looking at the president's penis to notice the world coming apart at the seams.
Mr Kean, a Republican former governor of New Jersey, said it was not the commission's job to assign blame on a particular administration. Instead, he said: "Any person in a senior position within our government during this time bears some element of responsibility for our government's actions."
The commission also faulted Congress for failing to monitor the intelligence and counter-terrorist agencies properly and recommended it create a single committee to oversee homeland security. "So long as oversight is undermined by current congressional rules and resolutions, we believe the American people will not get the security they want and need," the commissioners wrote.
Analysis: This ALL happened under a wack job (R) administration and a wack job (R) congress way too busy looking at the president's penis to notice the world coming apart at the seams.
Wednesday
"My final prediction for today is that the U.S. will not send any teams to the Olympic Games this year. And the World Series will also be canceled or at least postponed for a National Security emergency that will never be explained in public until long after George Bush is gone from the White House, which will happen in early November -- or at least before Groundhog Day next year.
We are all going for a very wild ride for the next few months. So good luck and drink all the cold beer you can get your hands on for as long as necessary to guarantee victory and lasting peace in the nation and the world.
Buy the ticket, take the ride."
HST - 07.06.04
We are all going for a very wild ride for the next few months. So good luck and drink all the cold beer you can get your hands on for as long as necessary to guarantee victory and lasting peace in the nation and the world.
Buy the ticket, take the ride."
HST - 07.06.04
Monday
"So I had a choice to make: either take the word of a madman or defend America. Given that choice I will defend America."
George W. Bush on Saddam Hussein
July 12, 2004
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"So I had a choice to make: either take the word of a madman or defend America. Given that choice I will defend America."
Ty Hardaway on George W. Bush
July 12, 2004
George W. Bush on Saddam Hussein
July 12, 2004
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"So I had a choice to make: either take the word of a madman or defend America. Given that choice I will defend America."
Ty Hardaway on George W. Bush
July 12, 2004
Whew.
Maybe Patrick was right. Maybe the election is a lock after all.... Isn't this convenient? You don't have to compete if there's no competition.
The King of America is planning to eliminate democratic elections:
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The Boston Herald
Feds plan for disruption of elections
By Andrew Miga
Monday, July 12, 2004
WASHINGTON - Two Bay State congressmen yesterday scoffed at emergency plans under review by Homeland Security to postpone the November election should al-Qaeda launch a major strike to disrupt it.
``That would be the ultimate surrender to terrorism for a democracy,'' said U.S. Rep. William Delahunt [related, bio] (D-Quincy) in a Herald interview. ``It just creates more fear, if you will. I can't imagine postponing an election like that.''
The presidential election delay contingency planning, first reported by Newsweek, comes in the wake of public warnings last week by Homeland Security Secretary Tom Ridge that al-Qaeda may seek to influence the Nov. 2 election with a ``large-scale'' attack.
``I find it difficult to believe that al-Qaeda could attack the country in such a way that the election would have to be postponed,'' said U.S. Rep. Michael Capuano [related, bio] (D-Somerville). ``It seems pretty extreme to me, but we live in a new world after 9/11.
Capuano has been a leading critic of the Homeland Security Department, which he said has focused on the wrong types of anti-terror measures.
Homeland Security officials last week asked the Justice Department what legal steps would be needed for the federal government to postpone a national election in the event of a terrorist attack on the day before or the day of the election, Newsweek reported.
Officials believe such authority could require constitutional changes as well as new election laws on the state and local levels.
``I hope they don't spend a lot of time on this election postponement (proposal),'' said Capuano. ``I'd rather have them figure out how to handle the Democratic National Convention more smoothly.''
U.S. Rep. Edward Markey (D-Malden), a member of the House Homeland Security Committee, was less critical, saying emergency election plans would be a ``drastic step'' that could pay dividends.
``The best answer to this threat is prevention - don't let an attack succeed in the first place,'' said Markey. ``Unfortunately, there are too many gaps in our homeland defenses to say with any confidence that we are ready to thwart any threat.''
Homeland Security sought legal advice from the Justice Department after receiving a letter from DeForest B. Soaries Jr., the chairman of the U.S. Election Assistance Commission, which helps localities conduct federal elections.
Soaries urged Ridge to press Congress for emergency legislation that would permit the Election Assistance Commission to postpone federal elections should catastrophes such as a terrorist strike occur near the voting.
Numerous intelligence sources suggest senior al-Qaeda officials are behind the planning to sabotage the U.S. presidential election, Ridge said last week.
The Madrid railway bombings by al-Qaeda in March helped spur the ouster of Spain's prime minister, who had backed President Bush [related, bio] in the war in Iraq.
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All hail!
Maybe Patrick was right. Maybe the election is a lock after all.... Isn't this convenient? You don't have to compete if there's no competition.
The King of America is planning to eliminate democratic elections:
-------------------
The Boston Herald
Feds plan for disruption of elections
By Andrew Miga
Monday, July 12, 2004
WASHINGTON - Two Bay State congressmen yesterday scoffed at emergency plans under review by Homeland Security to postpone the November election should al-Qaeda launch a major strike to disrupt it.
``That would be the ultimate surrender to terrorism for a democracy,'' said U.S. Rep. William Delahunt [related, bio] (D-Quincy) in a Herald interview. ``It just creates more fear, if you will. I can't imagine postponing an election like that.''
The presidential election delay contingency planning, first reported by Newsweek, comes in the wake of public warnings last week by Homeland Security Secretary Tom Ridge that al-Qaeda may seek to influence the Nov. 2 election with a ``large-scale'' attack.
``I find it difficult to believe that al-Qaeda could attack the country in such a way that the election would have to be postponed,'' said U.S. Rep. Michael Capuano [related, bio] (D-Somerville). ``It seems pretty extreme to me, but we live in a new world after 9/11.
Capuano has been a leading critic of the Homeland Security Department, which he said has focused on the wrong types of anti-terror measures.
Homeland Security officials last week asked the Justice Department what legal steps would be needed for the federal government to postpone a national election in the event of a terrorist attack on the day before or the day of the election, Newsweek reported.
Officials believe such authority could require constitutional changes as well as new election laws on the state and local levels.
``I hope they don't spend a lot of time on this election postponement (proposal),'' said Capuano. ``I'd rather have them figure out how to handle the Democratic National Convention more smoothly.''
U.S. Rep. Edward Markey (D-Malden), a member of the House Homeland Security Committee, was less critical, saying emergency election plans would be a ``drastic step'' that could pay dividends.
``The best answer to this threat is prevention - don't let an attack succeed in the first place,'' said Markey. ``Unfortunately, there are too many gaps in our homeland defenses to say with any confidence that we are ready to thwart any threat.''
Homeland Security sought legal advice from the Justice Department after receiving a letter from DeForest B. Soaries Jr., the chairman of the U.S. Election Assistance Commission, which helps localities conduct federal elections.
Soaries urged Ridge to press Congress for emergency legislation that would permit the Election Assistance Commission to postpone federal elections should catastrophes such as a terrorist strike occur near the voting.
Numerous intelligence sources suggest senior al-Qaeda officials are behind the planning to sabotage the U.S. presidential election, Ridge said last week.
The Madrid railway bombings by al-Qaeda in March helped spur the ouster of Spain's prime minister, who had backed President Bush [related, bio] in the war in Iraq.
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All hail!
Friday
Thursday
"Thanks. It's probably neurochemical. Someone told me that I sometimes talk in my sleep in a hash of English-sounding phonemes that are not real words but are arranged in paragraphs and have the tone of someone engaged in a rational argument. Stuff just skitters through my brain all the time. A constant chorus of associations."
S. Erfurth, 07.08.04
S. Erfurth, 07.08.04
Wednesday
A Dissection Begins:
Detailed analysis of Rich Walkling’s The Floods of Lexington Pacheco
No more southern precedents
Headphone insanity
Shit, goddamn motherfuckin’ yeah!
Lay your hammer down upon me
[Perhaps the best six minutes I’ve ever experienced]
Forget this shit
Time to turn on the Visualizer, man
So goddamn luxurious
Vowed to serve people in poverty, sickness, and ignorance
After the wars we will all wear headphones
Cannot concentrate on anything anymore
All focus is on floods
Floods and more floods
A patience that exceed all lessons
And I still have no idea what any of it means
Yet so painfully jealous and happy
A resounding joy – I hear you
Canons and angels and Asian chicks
In one song
So intentional
Such a wonderful noise
Reduced to tears
Like an insane toddler
in a Chinese prison
Beaten like a goddamn egg
You broke my shovel
Don’t push me there
You know how hyper-competitive I get
I will too hunker down
[Perhaps the best nine minutes I’ve ever experienced]
Thank you - bless you
Detailed analysis of Rich Walkling’s The Floods of Lexington Pacheco
No more southern precedents
Headphone insanity
Shit, goddamn motherfuckin’ yeah!
Lay your hammer down upon me
[Perhaps the best six minutes I’ve ever experienced]
Forget this shit
Time to turn on the Visualizer, man
So goddamn luxurious
Vowed to serve people in poverty, sickness, and ignorance
After the wars we will all wear headphones
Cannot concentrate on anything anymore
All focus is on floods
Floods and more floods
A patience that exceed all lessons
And I still have no idea what any of it means
Yet so painfully jealous and happy
A resounding joy – I hear you
Canons and angels and Asian chicks
In one song
So intentional
Such a wonderful noise
Reduced to tears
Like an insane toddler
in a Chinese prison
Beaten like a goddamn egg
You broke my shovel
Don’t push me there
You know how hyper-competitive I get
I will too hunker down
[Perhaps the best nine minutes I’ve ever experienced]
Thank you - bless you
Tuesday
Dear Ty,
Thank you for your generous contribution to our campaign.
The election is in full swing now, and we're winning -- but only thanks to
people like you.
Please take the next step and ask your friends to sign up for Johnkerry.com.
John Kerry's success on Election Day depends on all of us and signing up will
insure your friends participate in activities that will make the difference
in November.
If you want to learn more about John Kerry or his positions on the issues,
please visit our website at http://www.johnkerry.com.
Thanks for your support!
Thank you,
The JohnKerry.com Team
Take it back:
:: Give to save America ::
It's ours!
Thank you for your generous contribution to our campaign.
The election is in full swing now, and we're winning -- but only thanks to
people like you.
Please take the next step and ask your friends to sign up for Johnkerry.com.
John Kerry's success on Election Day depends on all of us and signing up will
insure your friends participate in activities that will make the difference
in November.
If you want to learn more about John Kerry or his positions on the issues,
please visit our website at http://www.johnkerry.com.
Thanks for your support!
Thank you,
The JohnKerry.com Team
Take it back:
:: Give to save America ::
It's ours!
The Floods of Lexington Pacheco
Aborted poetry in light of a
Casual nastiness that is less a
Surrogate for a knowing haughtiness
But more the hideous mask of
Personal insecurity
The kind that screams:
"What kind of American are you?
You don't even have a flag on your car.
Your car! Your fucking Car! Jesus Christ,
it's like you're some kind of God damn retard!
I don't know, are you retarded?
No flag, no yellow ribbons, no nothing. Jesus!
God damn you. God fucking damn you! I would
kill you now if I didn't know you were going
straight to hell. At least get a 'National Pride'
air freshener for crying out loud! What is your problem?!
This is America!"
I certainly appreciate a good, well-placed snap; one born quickly and smartly. But, typified of our lost and dying cultural intellect, cold, dumb remarks that attempt to enhance one's own stature only expose the chinks, the cracks and Achilles vulnerabilities.
In us all.
Aborted poetry in light of a
Casual nastiness that is less a
Surrogate for a knowing haughtiness
But more the hideous mask of
Personal insecurity
The kind that screams:
"What kind of American are you?
You don't even have a flag on your car.
Your car! Your fucking Car! Jesus Christ,
it's like you're some kind of God damn retard!
I don't know, are you retarded?
No flag, no yellow ribbons, no nothing. Jesus!
God damn you. God fucking damn you! I would
kill you now if I didn't know you were going
straight to hell. At least get a 'National Pride'
air freshener for crying out loud! What is your problem?!
This is America!"
I certainly appreciate a good, well-placed snap; one born quickly and smartly. But, typified of our lost and dying cultural intellect, cold, dumb remarks that attempt to enhance one's own stature only expose the chinks, the cracks and Achilles vulnerabilities.
In us all.
Wednesday
Friday
With a Buddhist's detachment from things of this world
The Popes and the Anti-Popes duel for softball supremacy
Americans. Federal. National. State.
Political Correctness: a quaint throwback to the end of the past century
Intellectually immature like a
Miss America for the 21st century
I'm pretty sad about my daughter's broken arm
But as "they" are "always" fond of saying:
This isn't a democracy (no, no-no-no no)
Wednesday
Monday
[Previously Untitled]
Yeah, something like that...
Because I don't want to die
Because I can see through the knots
And because I don't want my brain to explode
Now that the stakes have been raised
To near impossible levels
In the whole world (nothing bothers us)
Because I don't want to die
Because I can see through the knots
And because I don't want my brain to explode
Now that the stakes have been raised
To near impossible levels
In the whole world (nothing bothers us)
Friday
Living in a different world
Of make believe and reality entertainment
A field recording of a juice box culture
Down twenty or up ten only matters
When you believe in external loci of control
What was the war like, daddy?
Smug, elitist intellectuals
Decapitating all nonsensical thoughts
Through their snooty depictions of
Heightened security times
My crack opposition research on you
Suggests that you are, if not more,
At least as big of a scumbag as me
We poll identically in America
Hearts and (land)minds
Anthropologists will shrug
Historians will cower
The Chinese will laugh
The gods will cry
Life in the Daddy State Global Order
Promises to be a
Somewhat mixed affair
Sellout Watch
Sellout watch, day 194
If I could kill myself right now
I would
Love of me deeper than love of all
All that remains is the music in my head
Rippling muscles and stocking feet
Distractions however
Soothe relieve pacify
(lift and separate)
Thursday
Wednesday
Sunday
Thursday
InternetIsShit#8
http://www.internetisshit.org/8.htm <– Clicky
8 of 11
We need to start again. We need to stop saying how wonderful things are. We need to openly, truthfully and respectfully admit that the internet itself, in almost all of what's been done with it, is shit.
8 of 11
We need to start again. We need to stop saying how wonderful things are. We need to openly, truthfully and respectfully admit that the internet itself, in almost all of what's been done with it, is shit.
Tuesday
The effects are relatively long lasting, inducing a type of mental
clarity and expansion of though processing capabilities. A feeling of
enhanced memory and accelerated intellect is often experienced, however
the racy edge of physical and mental stimulation is seldom noted. This
state is especially suited to periods of intense study, calculations, and
cerebral activity requiring endurance to maintain continuous attention and
precision focusing.
clarity and expansion of though processing capabilities. A feeling of
enhanced memory and accelerated intellect is often experienced, however
the racy edge of physical and mental stimulation is seldom noted. This
state is especially suited to periods of intense study, calculations, and
cerebral activity requiring endurance to maintain continuous attention and
precision focusing.
The generation of my grandparents seemed to have all kinds of names for afro-americans, and hearing them pop out of my grandparents' mouths as I was growing up was always unsettling to me.
There have been times I've wished I was black for some reason, with all the drums and stuff, guess I've always sort of wanted to get back into the jungle. Well like one of the prisoners said to me, "welcome to the jungle baby."
There have been times I've wished I was black for some reason, with all the drums and stuff, guess I've always sort of wanted to get back into the jungle. Well like one of the prisoners said to me, "welcome to the jungle baby."
Friday
"This is what I told that pilot, and I believe it's sound advice: If you really want to rise above the herd, get out there and be born into an unbelievably wealthy family, preferably one that has been rich for centuries. Once you do that, nothing can stand between you and your dreams. But do it soon. Life is short, and you're only born once. "
H. Edward Winslow III
H. Edward Winslow III
Wednesday
Tuesday
Thursday
Monday
Only In Dreams Is This Normal
Two nights ago, I remember dreaming about being "at work," some type of office/corporate business environment and “the government” arrived to pick up the people selected for military duty. I remember thinking that this had become normal and I guess my time had come due. At some point in the future, federal officials would arrive at your home or work to pick you up when it was your time. You know the officials, dark suits, dark glasses, and officious tone. Direct.
Much is hazy until I recall being in uniform, outside, some place warm, by the sea. I am among many new recruits. I recognize the New Zealand national flag. Somehow we’ve been shipped to New Zealand for ‘training.’ Welcoming us were women soldiers of New Zealand, I suppose. Instead of barking orders, we were greeted with sympathetic hugs, and welcomes.
So last night, I’m playing bass for the Rolling Stones – in concert. It’s quite exciting and oddly normal. There’s Keith, Mick and Charlie. I don’t have a clue how to play the songs or what the set list is. Keith walks up and says, “Don’t fucking worry about it, nobody gives a shit.” Later, Keith and Mick and I are in a grocery store and Keith and Mick have very little consideration of others and very bad manners. Their behavior is appalling yet quite funny. At one point, Keith whips out a straightedge razor and snorts a huge line. The both look like hell, they smell even worse.
People are falling all over themselves to get closer to us. The cops have to be called in to control the fans. Next thing you know, we all have on women’s clothing and we’re trying to sneak out of the store. Mick finds the whole thing hilarious. Keith continues to get really wasted. Obviously, I’m along for the ride…of my life. Charlie loves the wigs. They've all done this before.
Much is hazy until I recall being in uniform, outside, some place warm, by the sea. I am among many new recruits. I recognize the New Zealand national flag. Somehow we’ve been shipped to New Zealand for ‘training.’ Welcoming us were women soldiers of New Zealand, I suppose. Instead of barking orders, we were greeted with sympathetic hugs, and welcomes.
So last night, I’m playing bass for the Rolling Stones – in concert. It’s quite exciting and oddly normal. There’s Keith, Mick and Charlie. I don’t have a clue how to play the songs or what the set list is. Keith walks up and says, “Don’t fucking worry about it, nobody gives a shit.” Later, Keith and Mick and I are in a grocery store and Keith and Mick have very little consideration of others and very bad manners. Their behavior is appalling yet quite funny. At one point, Keith whips out a straightedge razor and snorts a huge line. The both look like hell, they smell even worse.
People are falling all over themselves to get closer to us. The cops have to be called in to control the fans. Next thing you know, we all have on women’s clothing and we’re trying to sneak out of the store. Mick finds the whole thing hilarious. Keith continues to get really wasted. Obviously, I’m along for the ride…of my life. Charlie loves the wigs. They've all done this before.
Tuesday
"It's so obviously the truth what Kerry said, and the Republicans are just having fun with it -- everybody knows it's true. . . In the last six or seven months, I've been in Africa, the Middle East, Asia and Europe. I've met with leaders in all of those regions, and they have overwhelmingly -- not unanimously but overwhelmingly -- said that they hope that there's a change in leadership."
Richard Holbrooke on John Kerry’s assertion that world leaders support his candidacy
Richard Holbrooke on John Kerry’s assertion that world leaders support his candidacy
Thursday
Branding the Un Brand Able
Tears from behind eyes dreaming
Of heroes turned bums
Laid naked before children
Their intuition tuned toward the obvious
Sympathies intact but waning
In face of pathetic begging and ingratiations
A friendly front despite harmful data
Oh, but does time erode our mountains
In all fairness
We have lived our moments
Of the dreams that have already come true
For that time (of inexperiences)
But as we individually evolve
So must those dreams
Because if “the future is now”
Then us visionaries and futurists are unemployed
Tears from behind eyes dreaming
Of heroes turned bums
Laid naked before children
Their intuition tuned toward the obvious
Sympathies intact but waning
In face of pathetic begging and ingratiations
A friendly front despite harmful data
Oh, but does time erode our mountains
In all fairness
We have lived our moments
Of the dreams that have already come true
For that time (of inexperiences)
But as we individually evolve
So must those dreams
Because if “the future is now”
Then us visionaries and futurists are unemployed
It’s the children of like age
Who specifically rip my heart to shreds
The ‘missing’ is incomprehensible
Yet the relief of being off duty
Only serves guilt in grotesque portions
Yeah, you didn’t receive a tip
Because you shorted me a penny
If you have the temper for it
Mass transportation is a viable alternative
Jitter fumbling phones
Suits, suits and more suits
I cannot stand the sight of
The standard-issue sell-out motherfuckers
The devil in me is the devil in us all
It’s us as a company of
It’s not ‘they,’ it’s ‘us’
You have to be careful with your team
Caught out in the proverbial rain
Like an addiction to Jesus Christ
At least that’s the company line
In the company of converts
Who specifically rip my heart to shreds
The ‘missing’ is incomprehensible
Yet the relief of being off duty
Only serves guilt in grotesque portions
Yeah, you didn’t receive a tip
Because you shorted me a penny
If you have the temper for it
Mass transportation is a viable alternative
Jitter fumbling phones
Suits, suits and more suits
I cannot stand the sight of
The standard-issue sell-out motherfuckers
The devil in me is the devil in us all
It’s us as a company of
It’s not ‘they,’ it’s ‘us’
You have to be careful with your team
Caught out in the proverbial rain
Like an addiction to Jesus Christ
At least that’s the company line
In the company of converts
Saturday
Thursday
Wednesday
From the Culture War front:
PORTLAND -- Multnomah County will issue same-sex couples marriage licenses at 10 a.m. Wednesday.
&
Nyack Mayor John Shields will join the New Paltz mayor, Jason West, in issuing the licenses. West vowed to go ahead with up to two dozen same-sex weddings this weekend, despite being charged with 19 criminal counts and possibly facing jail time for marrying gay couples.
PORTLAND -- Multnomah County will issue same-sex couples marriage licenses at 10 a.m. Wednesday.
&
Nyack Mayor John Shields will join the New Paltz mayor, Jason West, in issuing the licenses. West vowed to go ahead with up to two dozen same-sex weddings this weekend, despite being charged with 19 criminal counts and possibly facing jail time for marrying gay couples.
[Howard] Stern has been a vocal Bush supporter in the past, but over the last few days he's been ranting on the air about Clear Channel's deep financial ties to the White House and claiming that he's become the target of a conspiracy since he began trashing the president in recent weeks.
...Stern -- after reading a copy of Al Franken's book "Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them" -- told listeners: "If you read this book, you will never vote for George W. Bush ... I think this guy is a religious fanatic and a Jesus freak, and he is just hell bent on getting some sort of bizzaro agenda through."
...Stern -- after reading a copy of Al Franken's book "Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them" -- told listeners: "If you read this book, you will never vote for George W. Bush ... I think this guy is a religious fanatic and a Jesus freak, and he is just hell bent on getting some sort of bizzaro agenda through."
Tuesday
03.01.04
Gone are the "Days of Marijuana"
of colors gone wrong with warmth and texture
and perfectly interlocking intertwining sounds despite
Paranoia is now a product of
The realities of our government and our religions
Noise harsher and sites much more grotesque
The cat geriatric now
Howling for food when fed
Dragging its shit every where
Judgment honed like dissertation data
America over-romanticized like pre-masturbatory pornography
The maxing of credit limits becomes
The last great act of patriotism
Yet for a simple tweak of art
Joy is there for harvest
One last salve for the spirit before we die again
Gone are the "Days of Marijuana"
of colors gone wrong with warmth and texture
and perfectly interlocking intertwining sounds despite
Paranoia is now a product of
The realities of our government and our religions
Noise harsher and sites much more grotesque
The cat geriatric now
Howling for food when fed
Dragging its shit every where
Judgment honed like dissertation data
America over-romanticized like pre-masturbatory pornography
The maxing of credit limits becomes
The last great act of patriotism
Yet for a simple tweak of art
Joy is there for harvest
One last salve for the spirit before we die again
01.12.04
Thirty-eight things to say
Like
Mexico sure is fun
or
Happiness is a fallacy
I don't know who lived in more places
McKenzie or Big Dave Wave
at one brief point, they lived together
with Aaron
Perfect phrases of the English language
Are as elusive as large fish that
Always somehow manage to get away
You will hit me on the head forever
You are playing something related to the dulcimer
Thirty-eight things to say
Like
Mexico sure is fun
or
Happiness is a fallacy
I don't know who lived in more places
McKenzie or Big Dave Wave
at one brief point, they lived together
with Aaron
Perfect phrases of the English language
Are as elusive as large fish that
Always somehow manage to get away
You will hit me on the head forever
You are playing something related to the dulcimer
01.09.04
Culture Gurus
Are masters of sellout philosophies
Fulfillment of potentials
Can't trust it
The subtle & the mundane
How individuals impact groups
How guitars make you air
Thinking
meticulously the documented
Planning a grand escape
Diligently they schemed (no lie, homey)
That is not how you play guitars and drums
Culture Gurus
Are masters of sellout philosophies
Fulfillment of potentials
Can't trust it
The subtle & the mundane
How individuals impact groups
How guitars make you air
Thinking
meticulously the documented
Planning a grand escape
Diligently they schemed (no lie, homey)
That is not how you play guitars and drums
How come nobody's freaking on Kid Rock?
Isn't there a Constitutional amendment in the works here too:
Flag Desecration at Superbowl
Isn't there a Constitutional amendment in the works here too:
Flag Desecration at Superbowl
Monday
"That someone was sitting with a finger poised on a sanitizing switch suggests in itself that we are to have a new wave of heavy-duty censorship in America and all caused by the exposure of one breast -- Janet Jackson's on the halftime show of this year's Super Bowl. That single unveiling seems to be fostering a climate of suppression and fear the likes of which no hard-core porno film was ever able to engender. "
Tom Shales, Washington Post 03.01.04
Tom Shales, Washington Post 03.01.04
Friday
Welcome to today’s Culture War Update
In this round, it’s once again the faithful vs. (versus?) the informed
Both teams are enlightened; only one set in the Truth
The King will return, but that return will likely be leisurely
Music, field mowing and lots of feisty antics
Geopolitics, corporate greed and paranoia
Highlights from today’s battles (we’re 3-for-4 this week):
After making headlines in San Francisco and Massachusetts, and New Mexico the national debate over gay marriage migrated today to a smaller stage, the Hudson Valley community of New Paltz north of New York City…
Faced with a refusal by the Bush administration to provide certain documents related to prewar intelligence on Iraq, the Senate intelligence committee voted in a closed session on Thursday to move toward a possible subpoena…
The federal appeals court here [SF] has refused to reconsider its ruling that allows Californians to grow and use marijuana to treat their illnesses...
The House approved a measure on Thursday that would make it a separate offense to harm the fetus while committing a violent crime against a pregnant woman, overcoming objections that the legislation was intended to undermine abortion rights…
In this round, it’s once again the faithful vs. (versus?) the informed
Both teams are enlightened; only one set in the Truth
The King will return, but that return will likely be leisurely
Music, field mowing and lots of feisty antics
Geopolitics, corporate greed and paranoia
Highlights from today’s battles (we’re 3-for-4 this week):
After making headlines in San Francisco and Massachusetts, and New Mexico the national debate over gay marriage migrated today to a smaller stage, the Hudson Valley community of New Paltz north of New York City…
Faced with a refusal by the Bush administration to provide certain documents related to prewar intelligence on Iraq, the Senate intelligence committee voted in a closed session on Thursday to move toward a possible subpoena…
The federal appeals court here [SF] has refused to reconsider its ruling that allows Californians to grow and use marijuana to treat their illnesses...
The House approved a measure on Thursday that would make it a separate offense to harm the fetus while committing a violent crime against a pregnant woman, overcoming objections that the legislation was intended to undermine abortion rights…
Monday
[Previously Untitled]
Now that all the baggage has worn off, I can definitely say that Vota Asi is one of the very finest Kingdom of Leisure tracks.
Credit where credit is due though; fate played a significant hand in its creation, at least from the production side. Actually, from what I remember, fate was a huge part of the performance side too. It sounds like they knew what the hell they were doing. Maybe they did. Accidental? Who's to say?
Nuances. Touches. I happened across it bookended by the Beatles Norwegian Wood and Soundgarden's Dusty.
In fact, and I just realized this, the whole tKoL experience was all a big "future gift." It's like they went forward in time, five ten or more years and left little gifts (or mines or pointers or whatever), but it ceases to amaze that when you're lost, there are these pointers to help out along the way.
What is it parents are taught to say, "you may not like it now, but investing in your education now will pay off in the future." Some shit like that. Well, if you break ass and spend a couple of years making stuff, then dispersing it into the universe, it'll all come raining down some day.
Credit where credit is due though; fate played a significant hand in its creation, at least from the production side. Actually, from what I remember, fate was a huge part of the performance side too. It sounds like they knew what the hell they were doing. Maybe they did. Accidental? Who's to say?
Nuances. Touches. I happened across it bookended by the Beatles Norwegian Wood and Soundgarden's Dusty.
In fact, and I just realized this, the whole tKoL experience was all a big "future gift." It's like they went forward in time, five ten or more years and left little gifts (or mines or pointers or whatever), but it ceases to amaze that when you're lost, there are these pointers to help out along the way.
What is it parents are taught to say, "you may not like it now, but investing in your education now will pay off in the future." Some shit like that. Well, if you break ass and spend a couple of years making stuff, then dispersing it into the universe, it'll all come raining down some day.
Vota Asi
So you're too cool for romance
just get some on the side
I'm a peace loving man but you made the wrong woman cry
Think you can just walk in walk out
Snakes in the house snakes in the grass
And you thought I was joking when I said I'd kick your ass
She ain't no toy she's family
you should have left her all alone
Well you're a bad motherfucker but you're a long way from home
So you're still looking in bushes
for what you got right in your hand
blowing at boulders kicking at quicksand
We'll you messed with the wrong tribe
when you said you had to go
Well this is her consolation prize sideshow Romeo
Friday
World War III
Petroleum war? Nope. Culture war.
"President Bush wants to see the controversial new film, "The Passion of the Christ," his spokesman said Friday."
"At least a half-dozen gay and lesbian couples waited outside the Sandoval County courthouse after county clerk Victoria Dunlap began issuing marriage licenses for same-sex couples."
So what?
"The president will seat Mr. Pryor, who has gained prominence as an outspoken opponent of legalized abortion and as an advocate for a greater Christian influence in government, on the United States Court of Appeals for the 11th Circuit, the officials said."
"Madison, Maine -- Tired of the same old Starbucks and Dunkin' Donuts? The Madison Planning Board tonight takes up a man's application to open a topless coffee shop on Main Street."
So what?
Petroleum war? Nope. Culture war.
"President Bush wants to see the controversial new film, "The Passion of the Christ," his spokesman said Friday."
"At least a half-dozen gay and lesbian couples waited outside the Sandoval County courthouse after county clerk Victoria Dunlap began issuing marriage licenses for same-sex couples."
So what?
"The president will seat Mr. Pryor, who has gained prominence as an outspoken opponent of legalized abortion and as an advocate for a greater Christian influence in government, on the United States Court of Appeals for the 11th Circuit, the officials said."
"Madison, Maine -- Tired of the same old Starbucks and Dunkin' Donuts? The Madison Planning Board tonight takes up a man's application to open a topless coffee shop on Main Street."
So what?
Tuesday
Dear Dan,
I have entered a revival period in my love-hate relationship with singles - I'm a album guy. This morning I have to reach out to you to thank you for personal spiritual revival and inspiration. This morning, while swimming in the ecstasy of the iPod all-song shuffle, the most beautiful song I've ever heard/experienced played (10/2,014). Fuck me if it wasn't My Oh My from Wintertime.
Thank you for joy. Of course, I now have to question all previous notions of wonderment and musical perfections. I wonder aloud how foolish I have been in thinking that I could contribute to an already complete body of historical and psychic art. That song wounded me pretty hard. If I didn't love you, I would punch you in the shoulder.
Again, thanks.
-ty
I have entered a revival period in my love-hate relationship with singles - I'm a album guy. This morning I have to reach out to you to thank you for personal spiritual revival and inspiration. This morning, while swimming in the ecstasy of the iPod all-song shuffle, the most beautiful song I've ever heard/experienced played (10/2,014). Fuck me if it wasn't My Oh My from Wintertime.
Thank you for joy. Of course, I now have to question all previous notions of wonderment and musical perfections. I wonder aloud how foolish I have been in thinking that I could contribute to an already complete body of historical and psychic art. That song wounded me pretty hard. If I didn't love you, I would punch you in the shoulder.
Again, thanks.
-ty
Suzanne,
I am sitting on the 2nd floor of the lovely Bethesda Corporate offices right...now (my reference to "here" meant here in lovely corporate Bethesda). Strategizing. Planning. Cognitively playing chess with "the powers." Currently, I am pretty even but on a positive streak. I sometimes feel that I'm a character in 1984 or the film Brazil.
Informal members of the intellectual/progressive underground - IPU - number around a dozen. They include people from Chicago, Cambridge, Bethesda, telecommuters and a couple of very senior people. These are the truth seekers and the problem solvers. I consult with a couple of very long term, former employees ("former" is key because they feel they can tell all) and have willing internal consultants who are wonderful collaborators.
I don't know Dave, but if you say he's a cell, so be it. I am sure there are many. My goal is to create links and working relationships with several. One big success is that Dan and I control a large chunk of the information processing and have input into more.
I think during the Nixon administrations they were called the Plumbers - or the Committee to Re-elect the President.
I was fairly certain our garbage trucks wouldn't make it today given the ice storm. I didn't even take the can out. But, there they were, Donald and Enrique, waving at Brennan* and tooting the horn. They are amazing fellows.
With a little shared vision, we can make great changes. I am sure NSA will interpret this as all some sort of code.
I am sitting on the 2nd floor of the lovely Bethesda Corporate offices right...now (my reference to "here" meant here in lovely corporate Bethesda). Strategizing. Planning. Cognitively playing chess with "the powers." Currently, I am pretty even but on a positive streak. I sometimes feel that I'm a character in 1984 or the film Brazil.
Informal members of the intellectual/progressive underground - IPU - number around a dozen. They include people from Chicago, Cambridge, Bethesda, telecommuters and a couple of very senior people. These are the truth seekers and the problem solvers. I consult with a couple of very long term, former employees ("former" is key because they feel they can tell all) and have willing internal consultants who are wonderful collaborators.
I don't know Dave, but if you say he's a cell, so be it. I am sure there are many. My goal is to create links and working relationships with several. One big success is that Dan and I control a large chunk of the information processing and have input into more.
I think during the Nixon administrations they were called the Plumbers - or the Committee to Re-elect the President.
I was fairly certain our garbage trucks wouldn't make it today given the ice storm. I didn't even take the can out. But, there they were, Donald and Enrique, waving at Brennan* and tooting the horn. They are amazing fellows.
With a little shared vision, we can make great changes. I am sure NSA will interpret this as all some sort of code.
Friday
Yes. It is cold. But, I don't have to enter your idiotic narrow themed discussion about how cold it is. I noticed, thanks.
So what? This isn't Belize. This is what happens every year during winter: it gets cold. We've called it winter forever.
Why all the drama? Your wool mittens and stocking cap can come off in your cubicle, it's what - between the forced air heat and the space heater - about 90 degrees in here. Your sweating!
I am boycotting your little play. I mean, the world's not coming to an end....
...or it is. Maybe that's what I'm concerned with.
So what? This isn't Belize. This is what happens every year during winter: it gets cold. We've called it winter forever.
Why all the drama? Your wool mittens and stocking cap can come off in your cubicle, it's what - between the forced air heat and the space heater - about 90 degrees in here. Your sweating!
I am boycotting your little play. I mean, the world's not coming to an end....
...or it is. Maybe that's what I'm concerned with.
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