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So yeah, about the blog. I’m just not feeling very bloggy lately.

I blame the Kindle. Instead of reading with my right eye and fueling my emotional left brain, I’m reading with my left eye now which feeds my rational self and, rationally speaking, I ain’t got squat to blog about.

Sure I could rant, but rants don’t impact anything in this idiocratic republic of ours. Rants don’t fix the broken U.S. Senate, rants don’t hang banksters from street lamps, and rants don’t take a two-by-four to our bloviating Republican shills who are about to start shoveling more middle class tax dollars to the undeserving rich than ever.

There is just no point in caring because we can’t fix what’s broke. The tipping point has been passed, the Democratic gene pool has been thinned of anything or anyone with an ounce of courage and the Republicans have fused with the Southern Democrats to create perhaps the most stupid, inbred Frankenstein monster of racist fascism ever.

Fuck this country and the people in it. No, wait — I think I said that after the election. Rather than repeat myself every few weeks or so, I think this blog needs to chill, and me with it.

Give me some more reading time and I’m sure I’ll find new things to ruminate on but for now, I think I need to keep feeding my right brain. The Stieg Larsson books didn’t satiate but instead whetted my appetite for more good reads. A few more novels and maybe then some nonfiction worth commenting on.

Or not, we’ll see. Just letting you know I’m still OK (much better, actually), and am not blowing this blog off, just building up a new head of steam. Eight straight years of blogging a million words plus a year does catch up to you and I’m sure this break is doing me good. At any rate I doubt anyone’s being harmed by my lack of output.

More later but for now, my Kindle’s calling me.

Fleeing early proved wise. I missed the nasty ice storm and it was all salted away before I got home. I tried my best to spread joy and happiness wherever I traveled. In Wilmot that meant zipping through an awesome $70 Three Floyds assortment (Broo Doo, Dreadnaught, Arctic Panzer Wolf) on Wednesday night with buddy Jon’s daughter Deb. Dancing ensued.

I guess the beer was worth it because normally I would pay $70 to get out of dancing instead of shamelessly enjoying it as I did. Thankfully the local purveyors were open on Thanksgiving morn and I was able to restock (no further dancing as Deb wisely refused to imbibe again after an evening of my trodding on her tootsies).

I also nabbed a ridiculously huge box of tiny chocolate bottles filled with various liqueurs. Popular but less than half were eaten. I think that had something to do with the 23-lb. turkey the six of us had just sat down to.

In the true spirit of Thanksgiving I left the chocolate liqueur bottles with Jon, it being the perfect gift for a diabetic host on a diet and in much the same spirit as the “beef” sticks I forgot to take with me after staying at WINston smITh’s the next night. Awesome beef sticks, btw. I got them from the locker where Jon and I picked up the 23-lb. turkey (I, of course, got to walk him to the car).

I asked one of the butchers (the one with the hump) if they had beer sticks but instead of showing them to me he just said, how much? Easily dared into a purchase I picked up a pound which was then wrapped in a back room and not handed over to me until they had my $7.

I opened the package in the car and Jon immediately suggested I get out which I might have had he not by then been traveling at highway speeds. They were bigger than most beef sticks I’ve seen and the ends were shaped like little raccoon paws. Purple and black with lots of grayish blotches. Needless to say they tasted great just as soon as I was drunk enough to try one. (I suggested to WINston that they feed the leftover stick to the surviving yip dog so that his poops might be long in the land of Milk and Zippy.)

So no, I don’t think political abstinence is mellowing me. I’m simply redirecting my negative energies towards small animals, hospice volunteers and nuns in crosswalks.

I had links but threw them away. Frank Rich, A Tiny Revolution, TBogg and The Daily Glean all had great items making Republicans look like sideshow freaks on reality TV geekathons, but I couldn’t finish reading any of them, not even the one about the local nutcase legislator who was caught wandering around a Planned Parenthood parking lot while packing heat (he said he didn’t realized it was a PP parking lot and that he was only there to stalk a woman he’d had one online date with because he thought she’d lied to him).

Really, just typing that made me feel kind of ill. Same vibes as I got driving through rural Wisconsin where I had to admire all the new flag poles, many of which featured what looked like eagles mating on at the pole base but which at the wrong angles looked testicular. Apt. I could easily see your average Palinista asking the wishes genie for a twelve-foot dick without remembering to specify a proportionate increase in diameter. (I’m not sure what the guys would ask for but I’m sure the punchline would be, “not tonight, I have a backache.”)

But mostly I keep thinking about how I passed out before we got to the Ruination Ale.

Good food, good friends, good times. Hope yours went equally well but if not, well, that’s what relatives are for.

A cheapshot headline to start, this being a holiday and all. In fact I do not believe I have ever once been served cheese while in Wisconsin save on top of a hamburger.

Via time-delayed posting, have a surprisingly happy and gravyly cranberried, verily merrilyed Thanksgiving.

 

 

The cartoon is a reminder to myself to stay away from this page while I’m out of town. You should too.

Just got around to remembering to delete my political groups from Twitter. No way am I going to bother to unfollow everybody but dumping the list serves the same purpose, removing one more easy access to political news.

Thanks to the Kindle I’m spending my time reading now instead of surfing. Over Thanksgiving break I’m planning to use it to break my Internet habit altogether. Please note that I said “break my Internet habit” and not “I’m quitting blogging.”

I’m not quitting blogging. But I am taking a longer than usual Thanksgiving break.

Starting now.

Three wire stories on the TSA and their grotesquely intrusive body scans/pat downs today:

A grope too far: Fliers’ anger at TSA boils over

Under pressure from public and pols, TSA head says airport screening will be refined, adjusted

If even small number of people participate, security protest could disrupt holiday travel

You would think astute politicians would sense an opportunity here, but the ChiTrib reports no way are pat-downs going away for the holidays. The thinking here is pretty obvious: if the TSA backs down then al Qaeda has huge incentives to hit us. But, if the pat-downs continue, we’re practically begging al Qaeda to hit us just to prove they can.

The Republicans aren’t jumping on this yet, but if today’s Charles Krauthammer column is any indication, they’re about to. [Roy Edroso wrote pretty much the same column, btw] The fact that the TSA is an all-Republican creation won’t slow them down anymore than having destroyed our economy gave them pause when they trashed our Democratic Congress all election year long. (Not to worry, instead some Republicans are talking about privatizing TSA!)

Instead, I think we’ll get half-assed measures in which you’re still digitized into buck nakedness, but “fun-house mirror” distortions will distort your genitals into something more in keeping with what you’d like others to see. [more (via Bob Collins)]

Stupid shit. Obama would be re-elected automatically if only he would declare a 40-day moratorium on scans and pat-downs until after the holidays. And yes, this is all about politics which is why I’m kicking myself for writing about it but anymore it seems like everything is about politics, even dancing.

Friday, Hillbuzz.org blogger Kevin DuJan wrote, “The real aim of Bristol’s Pistols: to expose Democratic hypocrisy on voter fraud and ask why the media is so obsessed with the voting on a reality show but doesn’t care about Leftist tampering with actual elections.

“The Left is angry whenever I teach conservatives the tricks the Left consistently employs against Republicans. . . . The media and the Left are engraged [sic] right now because ‘Bristol’s Pistols,’ as they are calling us, have been creatively and energetically voting for her on a reality TV show. It’s what I call ‘Voting like a Democrat’ . . . voting early . . . voting often . . . voting as cartoon characters . . . voting under aliases . . . ,” DeJan wrote.

And this is what teabaggers are like when they win.

Even Paul Krugman is less political than these guys but speaking about economics, how much chutzpah does it take to screw the world with shitty, overpriced software then call for cutting pay to master teachers?

Still, even Bill fucking Gates can’t touch the insurance industry for bastardly conduct.

American General Life Insurance Co. markets its policies as protection for “the hopes and dreams of American families” — a promise Ian Weissberger took to heart during his losing battle with Lou Gehrig’s disease.

But after the Cathedral City mortgage broker died in 2005, American General cancelled his life insurance policy and refused to pay his widow the $250,000 benefit.

The Weissbergers’ premiums were paid up. There was no foul play suspected. There was no question Sheila Weissberger was the widow and sole beneficiary. And Ian’s illness was diagnosed months after he took out the policy.

The problem, the insurer told Sheila Weissberger, was that Ian’s application for coverage was incomplete.

American General concluded that he had failed to disclose conditions, including bipolar disorder and pulmonary disease, that, according to his doctors, he did not have.

The only good thing about invasive pat-downs is that they disproportionately affect business travelers. I hope insurance execs are frequent flyers.

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Wolcott on ocicat anal glands.

Because you’ll click any link that says Wolcott. For more of James, try Sam He Am, a longish tribute to Sam Peckinpah, a director who hugely impacted my late teens. The Wild Bunch made every other violent movie ever made (up until Scarface) look gay. The Dirty Dozen? Gay. Bonnie and Clyde? Really gay. Cabaret? Compared to Red Dawn, not so gay.

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Winthrop University Hospital in Mineola, NY, sets new record for grotesquely incompetent malpractice.

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Charlie Crist is thinking about pardoning Jim Morrison for his Florida convictions for indecent exposure and public profanity.

The rock stars who got jail time for protesting the Vietnam war can, I guess, just go suck on Jim’s dead dick.

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Forget the $125 million stories in the Strib and NYTimes, the L.A. Times says Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 grossed $330 million this weekend.

Having watched the leaked opening 36-minute clip I decided to download a cam version. Horrible video quality but the audio was OK. The movie wasn’t. And just to be a prick about it, here’s a spoiler: Dobby, the Jar Jar Binks of elves, dies (so yeah, there are some positive plot developments).

You’ll have to wait until next week to find out how pirated Harry is.

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Reading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Now I don’t think I’m going to get to Twain’s autobiography until I’ve read all three of Stieg Larsson’s Lisbeth Salander books. Initially I had my doubts but as soon as I realized that all the bad guys were Swedish, I was OK with the setting.

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Chalmers Johnson, R.I.P. [video]

Plus Mexican sugar skulls


Yes, it’s slippery out there. Scraped off two cars, salted a sidewalk and picked up a trunk load of tamarind, chilis, plum sauce and mangoes this morning, and am busily ignoring the Vikings game while sorting out some links of possible interest to you and yours. Speaking of slippery….

There may be some justice coming to Wall Street, but my money’s on fines, not prison time.

“Disturbingly, many of the people who are going to such lengths to obtain inside information for a trading advantage are already among the most advantaged, privileged and wealthy insiders in modern finance. But for them, material nonpublic information is akin to a performance-enhancing drug that provides the illegal ‘edge’ to outpace their rivals and make even more money.”

I can’t think of a better reason for imprisonment over fines, but then again I’m just some ignorant fuckwit from the hinterlands who thinks you should actually have to earn your wealth instead of stealing it from those who do work. Dan Froomkin has more on our lawless financial sector, including this from William K. Black:

The things I think are critical and badly underreported are:
1. The astonishing amount of mortgage fraud (literally, millions of cases annually) and how it hyperinflated the bubble and led to the Great Recession.
2. The fact that these mortgage frauds were overwhelmingly due to consciously fraudulent lending practices in which the CEOs of seemingly legitimate entities used accounting tricks as their “weapon of choice” to report higher profits and get bigger bonuses. (George A. Akerlof and Paul R. Romer got it right in the title to their 1993 article: Looting: The Economic Underworld of Bankruptcy for Profit.)
3. The disgraceful lack of prosecutions which has resulted from regulators virtually ending the practice of making criminal referrals and the pathetic March 2007 “partnership” that the FBI entered into with the Mortgage Bankers Association (the trade association of the “perps”) that led the FBI and the Department of Justice to (implicitly) define out of existence fraud by the lenders (and to conceive of them as the “victim” — which they are, but only of their controlling officers).  Bush administration attorney general Michael Mukasey in June 2008 notoriously refused to create a national task force against mortgage fraud based on his claim that mortgage fraud was analogous to “white collar street crime.”
4. The “echo” epidemics of fraud set off by the primary epidemic of accounting “control fraud“. The fraud designed by CEOs in turn kicked off an epidemic of fraud among loan brokers and appraisers. Reporters should explore the concept of the Gresham’s-style dynamic in which bad ethics were a competitive advantage and drove good ethics out of the marketplace.

5. The massive foreclosure fraud we are seeing now as another “echo” epidemic. To optimize their accounting control fraud, lenders gutted underwriting. That led to “fraud in the inducement” (vis a vis borrowers), endemic documentation problems, and an extraordinary numbers of defaults. The process required tens of thousands of real estate financing personnel to commit fraud on a daily basis as their core function.  Some of these people are unemployed, but many are in the industry and are presently engaged in loan servicing. Now that their job is to foreclose on properties, there is no reason to expect that they would suddenly become honest, and they haven’t.
6. The ongoing massive cover up of losses on bad assets, particularly by the “too big to fail” institutions, which I call “systemically dangerous institutions” (SDIs). Those institutions, along with Federal Reserve Board Chairman Ben Bernanke and Congress (at the behest of the Chamber of Commerce and with no opposition from the Obama administration) in April 2009 forced the Financial Accounting Standards Board (FASB) to change the rules so that the banks do not have to recognize their losses unless and until they sell the bad assets.  The implications of this cover up are large (and rarely reported). At the very least, it means that Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner’s propaganda campaign about TARP saving the world at virtually no cost (perhaps even a “profit”) is nonsense — despite its success in influencing the Washington Post and Los Angeles Times. Consider:
A) The repayment of TARP funds does not mean the banks are healthy.  Their asset values are often grossly inflated, which means their net worth is grossly inflated. That means that the claims that we have increased net worth requirements (and that Basel III will further increase net worth requirements) are false.  Net worth requirements have meaning only if the accounting is honest
B) The repayment of TARP funds does mean that the banks are freed from any meaningful restraint on senior officer compensation.  Note that absent the accounting lies the banks would often be reporting losses (and failure to meet required capital requirements, or outright insolvency) and could not pay their senior officers bonuses and would be subject to mandatory closure under the Prompt Corrective Action (PCA) law.
C) No commercial entity would have ever signed the TARP deals on the terms that the U.S. drafted for itself.  The U.S. provided not only fresh money but an unlimited de facto guarantee (along with permitting phony accounting).  If the U.S. had negotiated competently it would have owned virtually all the shares of every TARP recipient (which, of course, was a political impossibility).
D) The accounting lies are stalling the recovery.  Markets cannot clear promptly when one creates an incentive to hold massively overvalued assets for years.
E)  The losses are still there, but the taxpayers are on the hook via Fannie and Freddie and the Fed (which has taken over a trillion dollars in toxic collateral at grossly inflated values).
7. The continued absence of effective regulation. It should be scandalous that Obama left in charge, or even promoted, the anti-regulators who permitted the Great Recession.  The (failed) anti-regulator of Fannie and Freddie, for example, remains FHFA’s acting director.  This is significantly insane as a matter of both economics and politics.  (The administration doesn’t even seem to realize the issue of integrity.)
8. The crises of state and local government and the lack of a rational basis for Republican and Blue Dog opposition to the proposed revenue sharing component of the stimulus bill.  The compounding insanity of the administration failing to fight for its concept and failing to make explicit how badly its removal would harm the recovery, employment, and vital government services.

9. The insanity of accepting mass, long-term unemployment rather than having the government provide productive jobs for everyone willing to work (as the employer of last resort).

Long, but heartfelt and sincerely on the money. I have nothing to say about any political fixes, and am just pointing out that there’s no reason to think anything will get better so long as our leaders refuse to acknowledge the systemic nature of our problems.

More from Sirota.

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Don’t worry, the Zeeboids are already picking out baby names and are repainting the nursery. The chances of this kid being aborted are about as great as my chances of becoming a grandfather (hard to do when you don’t have any kids).

Pro-choicers have no dog in this poll, but apparently quite a few folks agree with me that this poll needs freeping so as to publicly expose the vile hypocrisy at work here.

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Video du jour: Hooters security roughs up Mexican grandma.

What I really stood out for me was that this woman’s family was vastly less obese than the other diners at this Chicago Hooters.

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Nineteen assholes who want the government to micromanage the internet. (Lucky Minnesota: we’re the only state with two Senators on this list!)

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Somehow Iowa Christians are able to teach Muslim private school students. Worse, they say they learn from their students!

If you know Katherine Kersten, please forward this link to her. (Yes, she’s got some fresh reality-bending axe-grinding up at the Strib today but you didn’t hear that from me.)

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Cheating part deux.

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David Brooks sets a new low mark for fatuous cluelessness, asking why aren’t there any magazines for middle managers in suburban office parks?

Maybe because middle management dweebs have almost nothing in common with each other except maybe a common wish that they were doing something else? Brooks seems to think that middle management is a calling like being a blacksmith or a Navy SEAL instead of a sucky employment pit white collar folks fall into and usually can’t crawl back out of again.

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Etc. (warning: may contain some politics):

Avedon Carol’s Sideshow

Hating on the TSA (once Bush was gone, tolerance for privacy invading bullshit disappeared faster than free Oxycontin at a Palin rally)

Effective immediately pilots no longer have to have their crotches fondled before flying you to your destination

Who hates TSA procedures most? Try TSA employees

Apparently intolerance for being groped by TSA has now extended to crying children (the solution is obvious)

Iowa newspaper on Michael “Y’all are funny” Swanson

Pope decides that gay escorts should wear rubbers when having sex with priests, bishops, archbishops, cardinals and popes

Shunning (works for me)

Geo. Washington story I’d never heard that is way more interesting than the cherry tree myth

Wolcott on Morning Glory

Great ideas that will never work: blocking cell phone use in cars (I love the thought but seriously….)

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Waiting until after Christmas to write about the year in death, R.I.P.

 

 

The Zeeboid Affair:

Gawker outed as chumps [more]

Strib’s nicer take

I was a troll and voted for her to get an abortion, if only because we don’t need to torture any more children by letting them be raised by politicized assholes like the Arnolds. And isn’t it typical that it’s the husband (aka Zeeboid) who’s über-political but it’s the wife who’s going to be the magnet for all the fall out?

Note: it’s my understanding that an earlier CP story misidentified a third party as Mrs. Zeeboid….

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More on body scanning:

Leaking 100 courthouse scans (the older, less invasive kind)

TSA agent “assaulted” by POed passenger

Congress is exempt

Roy Edroso’s take

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The L.A. Times says that Arizona is surviving the boycott, but I think that’s bullshit. No state can afford any kind of hit right now. All the Times is doing is pointing out how reichwing industrialists are clustered in industries that are hard for consumers to boycott. Add to that the fact that Arizona is only a tourist destination for racists and right wingers, and yeah, the boycott’s not crushing the state.

But it’s not helping them either. Boycott Arizona not because of politics, but because it’s the decent thing to do.

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The Kindle got here yesterday and despite taking a few hours out for a very entertaining Lakers-Wolves game, I managed to read about half of Elmore Leonard’s Djibouti last night while listening to random piano jazz from iTunes (never realized before how much Brad Mehldau sounds like David Byrne when he talks…). Djibouti was apparently loosely inspired by Kathryn Bigelow.

In other book news, the Autobiography of Mark Twain is a smash bestseller. The first run was only 7,500 books, so if you’ve got one hold onto that sucker because it may be one of the last really valuable dead tree first editions ever published.

Just a reminder that this is a legal download, and you can get the Kindle friendly MOBI edition here, and the more widely used epub version here.

I’ve got it loaded in the Kindle and am thinking I’ll read it while on Thanksgiving break. I was also thinking maybe I should reread some of his stuff first, then realized there is no other writer whose works already so permeate my being. Twain taught me not to be a racist, not to trust authority, and to never ever trust a “man” of God.

I owe Twain more than I can say, as do we all.

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Darvon, R.I.P.

Given all the cheating stories, it’s somewhat ironic that after doing that last post I turned right around and edited a short college paper for an ESL client. I give old clients the cheap rate of $45 an hour, which probably isn’t enough considering that I heavily edited a three-page paper in just thirty minutes. The content was good but subject-verb agreement were not.

What I just did was valid. My client has no ethical issues as she did all the work and put time into thinking out her paper. I didn’t rewrite anything, I just fixed her mistakes, just like editors do for reporters.

Other recent topics revisited:

Turns out both Franken and Klobuchar voted for that heinous Internet censorship bill, and Bob Collins says it’s worse than I thought (he’s more up-to-date on his TechDirt reading than I am)

Also from Bob Collins, an excellent new TSA logo

A Taibbi-Elliot Spitzer video from WINston

Radioactivism

Buddy Mike’s anti-bullying video

Executing the innocent

“A shrinking Roman Catholic Church is no reason to consider a more liberal stance.”

I hope local Archbishop John Nienstedt and his peers hold to that line. Seeing the Catholic church in America die in my lifetime would be like heaven on earth.

Sadly, the MN lege is stepping up to make sure everyone is judged whether they went to mass or not. (Not linking because of the politics, but because going after kids will always concern me. The cynical use of a murderous white ‘burban brat doesn’t change the fact that this bill will be used to disenfranchise kids of color at ever younger ages.)

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This exam cheating video has gone viral. Longish but well worth the time if being shamed for fifteen minutes is your idea of a good time. Long story short, a Florida biz prof knew statistically that about a third of his 600 lecture students had cheated on their midterm exam.

The brilliant part was that he tricked the cheaters into confessing (none of the stories really delve into this, but it’s obvious the instructor had no means of identifying specific cheaters).

More from Click Orlando. Still more and more video from ABC. Dovetails well with yesterday’s paid essay writing story. Our meritocracy minded conservatives need to address the fact that the well-heeled children of privilege don’t need to be good, just degreed. Connections get them everything else.

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The Senate just passed a very dangerous bill that gives the DOJ the power to take down any website. This is an anti-piracy measure, but does anyone in their right mind think that Wikileaks would still be online if this had been the law a year ago?

This same law could be used to take down the NYTimes for publishing the Wikileaks DOD documents.

Scary, scary censorship shit.

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War on Drugs, teh stupid, cont.

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I am a type geek. Fonts fascinate me but even at my most obsessed I don’t think I could rationalize this set of font-inspired designer clothing.

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Deconstructing coincidence: what are the odds that you and your son would both run into Karl Rove at an airport on the same day despite your being in L.A. and your son being in Charlotte?

Not as great as you might think, as Stephen Baker explains.

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Is paying college players a bad idea? And while we’re on the subject, why do we bother to pay cashiers or retail workers?

Truly, does anyone other than a CEO ever really earn their paycheck? Remember to thank your boss/supervisor/overseer today for the privilege of being allowed to work, and then try to find time to meditate on how working for others improves your quality of life.

In better news, the Chamber of Commerce is taking a big membership hit over their unconscionable electioneering binge.

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A Today Show reporter has busted the Mall of America food court. Click if you ever eat there.

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Things I Learned About Browsers & The Web, a very simple and relatively brief online book that explains the internet to dummies.

A great tutorial for anyone you know who’s vague on the concept.

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I watched that 36-minute Harry Potter “trailer” that got leaked. After reading Colin Covert’s review, I don’t think they did it on purpose.

Do watch the last movie again before going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, part 1. Or, at the very least, check out the L.A. Times’ cheat sheet. It will help you to make sense of the movie’s opening 36 minutes which won’t make any sense to anyone who hasn’t watched the earlier movies or read the books.

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Sadly I haven’t lost enough weight to appeal to Carol Bone.

I’m not sure that bothers me. But I do think it would be a good thing if she hooked up with our local archbishop. I think they’d both benefit from the experience.

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Patti Smith has won a National Book Award. I’m happy for her, but I’m also happy to use this as an excuse to re-tell my story about a friend at the University of Iowa who won a national book award as an undergraduate, thereby embarrassing the University considerably.

Embarrassed? Yes, because they’d stuck my friend into a remedial English class to help her with her communication skills, Detroit Black English not being up to University of Iowa standards.

It’s nice to see people you respect win awards, but the respect should be for the person, not the award.

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UPS says the Kindle will be delivered today. I’ll have to see if I can find a digital copy of my friends’ books anywhere. Or I could just go to the closet and read her actual books.

Nah, I think I’ll search out a digital copy. My eyes like e-ink much more than the real thing.

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Sorry, no Krugman link today. I just can’t read him anymore. Economics may not be politics, but it sure seems like a discipline dominated by political considerations to me. Someone mentioned quantitative easing to me the other night and I didn’t even know what they were talking about. (But I’m still a sucker for Taibbi sightings.)

Mental health is a subjective thing, but so long as my psoriasis continues to improve, I have plenty of incentive to stay politics free. This scattershot format is just symptomatic of my searching for a new groove. This blog is still in transition as am I, me, myself and me too.

Dad called last night, btw. He sounds much, much better. Thanks to everyone who communicated their concern. He’s out of the woods now and you can feel free to think the best as I suspect he’s got another ten years in him easy.

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Oh, and if you’re following local news gone national, BirthOrNot is a hoax.

Errands took me to Uptown this morning where I misjudged the width of my car by about an inch and seriously scraped the passenger side on an ice boulder that had fallen off the parking onto the street.

No, I was not in a good mood after that but my ‘tude lifted considerably as I walked out of Shuang Hur and one of the owners whined to me about the cold weather. That warmed my heart considerably. I asked if he was from southern China and he said, “no, Florida.”

I pointed out what a humid nasty place the swamp state is but he would not be dissuaded from trash talking this wonderfully crisp, 30° November day in Minnesota.

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One errand took me out to Asian Foods (Sysco). If you’re looking for a Marketing Analyst/Customer Service job, they’ve got an opening. The only catch is that you need to be fluent in Mandarin Chinese.

Since the posting was in English, I’m guessing you need to speak it fluently as well.

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Not much in the way of links but a milestone worth mentioning: the Washington Independent is no more, but Schmelzer & Birkey’s Minnesota Independent is still in it for the long haul. Advertise with them if you’ve got something to sell or promote. (Can’t call it Birkey & Schmelzer’s MI for reasons of unfortunate acronymity.)

Also from David Brauer, the local Arbitrons are in and for a state that thrives on bland Scandinavian food I guess KQ and 93X are OK dinner music stations.

Personally, I think I’ll stick with the IPOD station.

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Jon, if you’re reading this, click this link and save yourself a couple hundred bucks a year on that nasty deadtree newspaper habit you’ve got.

Doing Thanksgiving with Jon again this year but it always saddens me to see the recycling bin filled with deadtree pulp next to the dining room table. The deeper we get into this century, the more recycling bins remind me of alleyways filled with used syringes and empty vials.

My new Kindle (en route) otoh, is like having drug pump hooked to your belt, ready to dispense your print fix on demand.

When the day comes (and it will) when we find out how many different cancers e-ink in landfills causes, I will be sad but hopefully still on my first Kindle.

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Via Avedon Carol, a nice post on people who write student research papers for a living. Not exactly something I used to do, but close enough to hold my interest.

Before I burned out on resume writing, I always assumed the future would be good for competent writers. What I forgot was that there were a lot of competent writers employed in other capacities who now, after being laid off, fall back on their writing skills to keep the mortgage paid up.

Whether it’s content farms, essay mills or resume services, there’s a glut of talent relative to the available pool of customers, but that’s not the real problem. The real problem is that the people writing the checks don’t have a clue what’s good writing and what isn’t.

Understanding grammar and the rules of composition doesn’t make you a good writer. Competent text requires a clear vision of where you’re going, why you’re going there, and a thorough comprehension of the source materials and larger context.

You know, all the things wingnuts mock, if not vilify.

And no, I’m not opening the door for more politics, just restating the obvious: wingnuts and teabaggers are still the gold standard for everything in this country that’s slipshod, second-rate and intrinsically shitty.

[see also PZ on why you won't fool any good profs or T.A.s with store-bought essays (unless, of course, your writer is machiavellian enough to dumb your paper down to a B- level....)]

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TBogg’s weekly Random Ten includes links to the new Girl Talk album and  to the complete sample list for each song. Not many surprises as Greg Gillis isn’t going for subtle.

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At the risk of using too many personal pronouns I do feel like I should link to this late comment on my Less as more post. Truly, one of the greatest joys of blogging are those moments when someone who doesn’t read your blog comes along, reads one atypical post and then rips you a new one for [fill in the blank].

What saddens me is that I all but renounce my citizenship in that post yet that detail seems to have escaped my critic, so obsessed was he with counting personal pronouns and asserting on my behalf my victim status for quitting the game after he and his side won. I guess he thinks the honorable thing would have been for me to have done a few turns in the dunk tank at Keegan’s before abandoning politics.

Critic dude, the ship is now officially sinking. Enjoy playing dance tunes on the forward deck while the rest of us make for the lifeboats.

(I suspect he came in via a Centrisity link, Flash’s blogroll being the local right’s favorite means of accessing the local left. Blogrolls are like pet doors in that they let the stray raccoon in every now and then.)

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Etc.:

It’s good to be a cop

Michael “Y’all are funny” Swanson update [scroll down a few more grafs for a link to the most idiotic Koua Fong Lee commentary imaginable]

Remember, it’s OK to call the other side Nazis IF you’re a Republican

Deputy Steven Seagal?

The thing to remember about single cup brewing is that you can do as well at home because what makes good coffee great is mostly a byproduct of using professional equipment to make large batches (yes I’ve had single cup coffee at one of these places but no, I wasn’t impressed)

Crap, just missed the Hitchens-Dembski debate in Plano because I didn’t stay current on my Pharyngula reading [as a consolation prize, here's a link to possibly the best MN-centric 'toon ever]

A tune from WINston

 

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