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Monday, October 31, 2005

Vladimir, Cornell, stacks of note cards, and the best book you ever read

There is no earthly reason for a single man to write this well. There is no earthly reason at all. Listen [caution, sound], learn, and think about how much better he is than you at writing. I don't care if Salinger, Cheever or John Updike himself is reading this right now (actually Cheever kinda sucks, Garp my ass). Nobody's better in the last 100 years than Nabokov, with the possible exceptions of Graham Greene and Faulkner and Joyce, and they's dead too. Nobody else uderstood tripping down the tongue, and that makes all the difference.


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Rocktober

It's now after midnight, and so it's November. But, in case you didn't notice, this last month was Rocktober. So at midnight I played out Rocktober with a little of the Boss. Born In The USA, which is the rockinest song ever, with the possible exception of "Holy Diver", by one Mister Ronnie James Dio, Inventor of the Horns. So here's to rocktober and The Boss.
Alternate songs, if you want to celebrate rockin' include: "The Number of the Beast" by Iron Maiden, "War Pigs" by Black Sabbath, and "Master of Puppets" by Metallica (before they sold out), and "Street Fighting Man" by the Rolling Stones. Further suggestions are encouraged.

Alright! Are you ready to rock?!


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Spouses

Clearly, what everybody is going to be talking about regarding the Alito nomination is abortion. Specifically his dissent at the appeals court level in Planned Parenthood v. Casey, the only significant abortion case since Roe and essentially the compromise between abortion rights and the state's legitimate interest in regulating it. (You can read it here in full--like I had to--or you can read a somewhat shorter summary here, like a wuss). Casey was a new way to look at the issue, it articulated new principles in balancing the competing interest, it is Justice O'Connors lasting legacy. The big point of contention here is that the bit that the Supreme Court overturned in the Pennsylvania law (which didn't forbid abortion, but restricted it) was the spousal notification provision. Alito (correctly) identified the proper standard as whether or not provisions of the law were an "undue burden" on the woman. But he dissented from the majority of his fellows on the Appeals Court (eventually, the Supreme Court also disagreed with him), saying that spousal notification did not present such a burden.

This will all seem extremely dry to most people without a particular interest in constitutional law and/or public policy--but let me break it down for you. Drop some knowledge, if you will. I think this gets to the sort of person Judge Alito is and the sort of person who tends to favor his particular judicial worldview. The following little bit isn't aimed at legal justifications or reasoning, just outlook, so none of my points are going to be particularly legally relevent.

The law would have required married women seeking an abortion to notify their husbands (I assure you that the authors of the law did not contemplate gay couples), if they did not notify their spouses then they would be denied access to an abortion. Let's think about this closely. First of all, this wasn't a requirement to tell the father of the child. So women who aren't married needn't notify their partner if they're seeking an abortion, and the regulation has nothing to do with paternity. So the marriage is clearly the object of regulation here, which is fine on its face. But the way the marriage is being regulated is troubling. The only other times husbands must approve a medical procedure for their wife is in cases where she's incapacitated and the husband's legal relationship with his wife entitles him to speak on her behalf, not give his permission over hers. This provision would essentially have been nothing more than the assertion of the husband's control over his wife in the marriage. This is marriage conceived not as a loving partnership between equals, but as an arrangement of wife subordinated to her husband who she must consult in all matters.

Here's where we get deep and psychological and stuff. Why wouldn't a woman tell her husband she was getting an abortion, or even considering one? Wouldn't most women tell their husbands this sort of thing no matter what the law was? See, people like me think, first thing, that the sort of women who wouldn't tell their husbands this kind of thing are the sort of women who have a pretty good reason not to tell their husbands this kind of thing. For example, it's an abusive marriage and she want's out, the pregnancy would make it harder for her to leave. Or, maybe, it's a case of spousal rape. Really, there are a number of legitimate reasons that come to mind that essentially boil down to the fact that a woman's right to make this medical decision for her own body is constitutionally protected and she shouldn't be maliciously dissuaded from it by the threat that her husband will beat the shit out of her, or worse, if she tells him. It becomes, not a notification, but essentially a consent requirement in exactly the circumstances where that requirement is most burdensome, even dangerous.

See, people like Judge Alito don't hear that a woman refuses to tell her husband that she's seeking and abortion and think like I do, that she probably as a compelling purpose behind her decision to keep this private (and that privacy's what it's all about). No, they hear this and they think that they have another loose, lying woman on their hands who needs to be taught a lession about the duties of a wife. That's the truth of the matter, and that's the problem here too. This kind of creepy, masculinist world view is not only just stupid, it's dangerous. It leads to forcing women to stay in abusive situations, to be prevented from making what are already very hard decisions, and to leading lives of a quality significantly lower than their male counterparts based solely on the fact that they are not male. I can't beleive I have to say this because I though that this was 2005, but here goes: Being a woman is different from being a man and, hard though this may be for some to understand, part of the equal protection of the law and all that flows from that protection is understanding this difference, acknowledging it, and not penalizing women for the decisions that they have to make beacause of it. Not in the workplace, not in the voting booth, and--for god's sake--not at home or in her doctor's office.

I mean, come on, we're trying to have a civilization here. And that means being civilized.


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I was clearly very wrong.

The new nominee is Samuel Alito. Read about his positions here. I'm really not going to get in to what's wrong with the view the the Family Medical Leave Act is unconstitutional in the scope of it's remedy (every parent, regardless of gender, gets 12 weeks of family or medical leave to take care of their young children) because there is so very much wrong with this view, so just think about it for yourself. To start with, ponder this: Why is it that an impartial reading of the original intent of the constitution (as done by judges of Alito's ilk) always seems to completely support the positions of the Republican Party at the time of said reading of original intent? Not the GOP of 30 years ago in the case of a current reading, not the GOP of today in the case of a 30 year old reading.


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Sunday, October 30, 2005

Supreme Court

I predict Michael Luttig as the new nominee.


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Saturday, October 29, 2005

Wow, number 159.

Oh boy! Well...just let me get composed here...alright. Well, this is the 159th post here at The Justinain Code and I'm just speechless. I really wasn't expecting this, I'm so excited! I mean. I couldn't have done it without all the help I got from Michael Bay, Will Smith, our guardian angel Gwyneth Paltrow, and of course Harvey Weinstein. Thanks Harv! "Go all they way!" right? remember? yeah! hahahahaha!
Also, I want to be serious here for a minute. I want to thank my moms...who is up in heaven [applause] yeah, thanks, she's watching me right now. And also...Jesus...who makes all things possible. And I want to thank myself, who nominated me for this award. And all the people who are me who voted for me for this award. Thak you [kisses fingers and points them into the sky] and good night!


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Friday, October 28, 2005

Fitzgerald

This is Patrick Fitzgerald today, the first time we've had an opportunity to see him speak. It's really quite impressive to watch as a law student. What must have been a hurculean effort seems so simple when Fitzgerald lays it out for you. And this guy, is, apparently, the real deal. He's completely unimpeachable as an attorney and as a man so it will be interesting to see what White House surrogates (I'm looking at you, Fox, you scamp) say about him. Especially since a large majority of the President's supporters and apologists would normally think that a law-and-order no nonsense prosecuter like Fitzgerald is a paragon of citizenship.

Hopefully this becomes the live action civics lesson that the country sorely needs.


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You go girl

Check it out, Sulu's gay. Good for him for coming out. I wish him many hot trekkie guys in the future. Er... guys anyway.


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Thursday, October 27, 2005

Just sayin'

Don't you know there ain't no Devil, that's just God when he's drunk.


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You should read me because of how good I am

If you weren't there, then you just have prove the existance of god for yourself, bitches.


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One of these things is not like the other...


...One of these things just isn't the same.

The senior is most well known on the Bowdoin College campus in his role as development director for the College Democrats of America and as co-president of the Maine College Democrats. Under his leadership, the organization in Maine has grown from two chapters to 23.

While Cornell du Houx has actively rallied against many of President Bush's policies, he feels that his involvement in the Marines is not a conflict of interest.

"Regardless of my opinions regarding the war in Iraq, it is my duty as a U.S. Marine to serve and I am ready and willing to do my job to its fullest extent," he said.

Others on campus, particularly his political opponents in the Bowdoin College Republicans, feel differently about his service. Daniel Schuberth, a leader of the Bowdoin College Republicans and College Republican national secretary, said, "I applaud Mr. Houx for his service, just as I applaud any other soldier who is brave enough to take up arms in defense of his country. I find it troubling, however, that one of the most vocal opponents of our president, our country and our mission in Iraq has chosen to fight for a cause he claims is wrong. Mr. Houx's rhetoric against the war on terror places him in agreement with the most radical fringes of the Democratic Party, and I am left to question his logic and motivation."

One of the people quoted in this story is a fucking hero, in the way that you and me can't ever be, becuase he has taken it upon himself to make a profound sacrifice for his fellow that, quite frankly, I could never make--and I feel poorer for never making. And one of the people quoted in this story is an opportunistic douchebag who--though he doubtless out wieghs me by at least a hundo--I will fight the next time I'm in Maine. And I will win. Guess which is which.

p.s. -- he'd kick the ass of any man who supports the war--bar none. Semper Fi, motherfucker, Semper-fucking-fi.


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Rock'n'Roll

Check it out, it's a whole long-ass essay about the genesis of sweet, sweet indie-pop. Gentlemen, I give you: Twee As Fuck. It's fascinating. I love shit like this, the history of pop-culture, written as it happens. It's like New Journalism without all that Tom Wolfe bullshit. Also, as with all things at Pitchfork, when you read it you realize that you are such a sell-out corporate whore because you listen to mainstream bands like Wolf Parade and The Hold Steady, and not the real indie scene. You thought that your collection of Husker Du b-sides and French noise-rock bootlegs made you "cool" or "alternative" or "indie"? Whatever, jock. Why don't you just get it over with and listen to Good Charlotte.


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It all falls into place

So Miers withdraws her nomination (yeah, it was her idea) and we're expecting indictments from Pat Fitzgerald's office literally any hour now. Even if the indictments are sealed, leaks are expected in a case this high profile. But they say that Fitzgerald is hardcore, so maybe he really won't allow a leak.

Here's my take. It'll be repeat the Saturday Night Massacre. Remember? That time that the President cleaned house at the DOJ until he found someone (Robert Bork) who was willing to fire the Special Prosecuter (in this case Archibald Cox) because he was getting too close. That's why Miers had to gotten out of the way. Hell, she may have been part od the plan from the beginning (after all the Miers nomination is only 3 weeks old). Bush nominates Gonzalez to the bench and has his replacement fire Fitzgerald. Having already put up one underwhelming candidate, Republicans are all kinds of ready for anyone even remotely qualified to support. Just like Nixon, only instead of firing his AG, he just promotes him to keep his mouth shut, which seems to be the Bush Method for dealing with staffers (which is like the Socratic Method but NO QUESTIONS ALLOWED). In fact, following the Bork thread, maybe Alberto Gonzalez will fire Fitzgerald as price of admission to the nomination. Just as a court nomination (first a circuit in the '70s and then to the Supremes in the '80s) was Bork's reward.

[UPDATE]

It looks like I'm not the only one to think this up.


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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Who's house?

Run's house.

Oh, friends, it's Run's house indeed. [hearty chuckle].


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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Soft bigotry

This bit about David Brooks and his little racist assertion about the middle class (apparently only white people can be middle class) hilights a point about racism that interest me. The fact is that of course that there is no reason to believe that David Brooks is a racist. Mr. Brooks' slip of the pen was almost certainly benign.

Instead of real hardcore bigotry, what happened here was the simple confusion of the ideal for the real. This happens all the time, to everyone of us (EVERY one). Admittedly, the image I get in my mind when I think "American middle class" is of a white family. Odds are you do too, even if you are not white. This is a common phenomenon where dominant groups having the social power to define the boundaries of groups in a heterogenous society invariably define themselves as the archetypal mold in which all others are cast. (Even if that dominant racial or ethnic group doesn't comprise a majority). It helps that media representation reinforces this perception. It also helps that of racial/socio-economic class groups, the largest plurality is the white middle-class. So Brooks innocently defined the middle class as white for two reasons. 1) He thinks of the middle class that way, along with everyone else; 2) He's a very sloppy writer who came up with his conclusion and found the statistic that supported him by the largest margin: the white middle-class. If there was any bad intent it was partisan, not racial.

Here's where it gets sticky. This is the New York Times, which, despite recent troubles, one assumes is edited at least a little bit. Brooks' conclusion still holds for the middle class across races, it's not like it wouldn't have proven his point. Apparently he didn't even seem to check. Someone should have caught this. The fact that they didn't is a testimony to the darker side of soft bigotry. While it involves no actual malice, it does have real world consequences, people do think and act on this sort of bias. Even subtle shifts in behavior due to racial preference have real world consequences that can be just as pernicious as overt racism.


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Monday, October 24, 2005

The Great Books of the 20th Century

Over at The Morning News they've done us a great service in exposing the secret truth behind the great literature of our age. It's all stupid and for nerds who like "books" and a bunch of philosophical crap. Yes philomosophical literaturings, they are for poop.

For example Lolita, which is stupid, because Nabokov wrote for nerds who know big words.

Lolita (1955)

Author: Vladimir Nabokov

“1) I’m bored. 2) He uses too many allusions to other novels, so that if you’re not well read, this book makes no sense. 3) Most American readers are not fluent in French, so to have conversations or interjections in French with no translation is plain dumb. 4) Did I mention I was bored? 5) As with another reviewer, I agree, he uses a lot of huge words that just slow a person down. And it’s not for theatrics either, it’s just huge words mid-sentence when describing something simple. Nothing in the sense of imagery is gained. 6) Also, to sum it up, it’s a story about a pedophile.”
So there you are. Don't read books, they are hard. With big words. And knowing how to read in other languages is the sign of the idiot.


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Hero


Rosa Parks is dead at 92.
We all know who she is. There isn't anything to say. I guess she might want us to say a prayer. I don't know. She was Rosa Parks. I'd say that the world was poorer, or that she was a part of all of our lives...or some other cliche nonsense. But she's Rosa Parks. And that's more than most people could ever be. God bless her.


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Frat Boy Depression

I was leaving the Michigan Union and saw some posters featuring manly men with stearn expressions on their faces above the strong letters spelling out: "Real Men. Real Depression." And while this is an inutterably cheesey sentiment right up their with Racquel Welch, top cut low, singing that song that spells out W-O-M-A-N on The Muppet Show (which was a formidable experience in my young life, I assure you), it is also probably a good sentiment. One imagines that in the world of doings, transpirations, and goings-on--as opposed to that world defined largely by well meaning indie films and Jets to Brazil--most of those young men suffering from some sort of clinical depression are fans of SportsCenter, Budweiser, whatever's on the radio, and the word "fag" to describe people that aren't into those things. I mean, the shear numbers bear me out on this.

The argument against is that dudes with depression gravitate at an early age to that aforementioned indie-world (or alterna-world, or whatever decade's slang you want to use). But I don't think that's true. Most of the people in that world I know might have a chip on their shoulder, or might be snobs, but they tend to have found a certain contentment and pride of place. Compare that to the behavior of your average big-school frat boy. Some guy or gal in a black hoody who likes the Cure proabably just likes the Cure and will be up for doing some cool stuff later on with whoever. But the guy at the frat house who only does shit with the frat boys and sorority girls has isolated himself in a controlled environment, he has invested himself in an identity that can be butressed by his live-in friends.

He doesn't talk about it, but the drunken, loutish behavior is an effort to subsume his own personality into the group in the way that one finds in very few other institutions of young American adults. And that sublimation, that abandon, that kind of abusive group drinking is probably mostly just what fraternity members like to do; and of course not all fraternity guys are really into the stereotypical activity. But imagine how much miserable self-loathing that sort of behavior may be covering up. I mean, really, have you ever seen anything so sad as a bunch of guys at Big State U. loudly proclaiming their undying love for good brews, good times, and good buds with that dead look in their eyes? Have you?

Seriously, though, I'm willing to bet that this is where a fair number or bar fights, bad relationships, et cetera begin. Depressed guys who are ashamed, or otherwise unwilling to take a look in the mirror and instead act out or take it out on other people. And I imagine that it's a lot harder to recognize you might be in the wrong when you come from a mental place where women are "crazy bitches" and men who do self-reflect are homos. So while I don't think that "Real Men, Real Depression" is a meaningful thing to say, the sort of people who self-identify as "real" men could probably use the help. Go get you some Celexa, Real Men.


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Either this is kinda lame, or it is the most complex, layered satire ever.

The White House has informed The Onion that it must stop using the Presidential Seal. Which, of course, is silly because everybody knows that even if that is a law, there is certainly a First Amendment exception for satire. Also, some White House flack says that they're sure sorry, but they can't make exceptions, it's the law. So they had to make the Onion stop, they had no choice. Of course that's why they stopped SNL from using the seal years ago, it's just the...what? They don't seem to care about the other people who allegedly use the Seal for profit. But whatever. At least they're on that Iraq thing...what? Oh, son of a bitch!


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Friday, October 21, 2005

TV Presidents and my pimpin' professor

ABC has picked up Commander-In-Cheif for a full season. This is the show about the first female president--she comes in when the elected president dies--starring Geena Davis. The show answers the question, "Where the hell has Geena Davis been all these years since that baseball movie?"

It's essentially The West Wing, only with a female president and less plausible politics. But what's important is that this is the second show in the last few years about an alternate universe presidency that has caught on with the viewing public. And this is despite the general view that people don't want sappy hour-long dramas; or that they are skeptical of Washington. I think that it's important to note this because I think people like watching these shows for an important reason. Symbols of power and leadership. People like to see strong leaders, but not for reals. See, I think that people want to see the president have all this power and do the right thing, but they don't want to see it in real life, just on TV. In real life, presidents--powerful leaders in general--compromise and screw up and lie. But that's not the story. So we make up new versions of the story and sell them. This is also the reason that shows about the Supreme Court or the Congress would never work. They compromise up front, compromise is written into the very nature of these institutions.

This is also why the public has been comfortable with the slow agregation of executive power over the last 60 years. Despite the fact that the Founders would probably have disapproved, I and most everyone else is generally OK with it to some degree. (I think that it started to go too far in the '90s, but that's just me). The idea that the world works better if we all stand up and say what we mean and mean what we say without compromise or backing down is a very attractive idea. It's patently absurd, but nonetheless very popular. Being a straight shooter is more important than being right becuase it makes Joe Blow out there feel better about being inevitably wrong about stuff once in a while. So we get president shows. Presidnet shows, where the president is virtuous despite his/her failings and all his/her enemies are horrible people. Just like your life! Everybody hates the President, until it's you; and that's what television is, an intimate form of entertainement that forces the viewer to identify with what's on the screen more than any other medium.

It's also fascinating that these shows feature liberal presidents. That's not because Hollywood is liberal, it's because liberals can do the stuff people want to see. They might vote for Republicans but studies show that people want free healthcare, more education spending, environmentalism, and gun control--even Republican voters, it's just that they think for some reason Republicans will provide these things.

Interesting side note: I had an archaeology professor that, according to the rumors, dated Geena Davis. So that's where she's been, dating archaeologists.


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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Survival of the fittest

This is Charles Darwin. He was a naturalist, a theorist, trained as a minister and a man who married his first cousin. He wrote The Origin of Species and the Descent of Man, he was an epert on earth worms and barnacles. His theory of natural selection coupled with Mendelian genetics is the basis of modern evolutionary biology.

This is Herbert Spencer. He was a philosopher, economist, and social scientist and one time railroad employee who wrote The Man Versus the State and Principles of Sociology. He coined the phrase "survival of the fittest," in conjunction with liberal market ecnomics.

Herbert Spencer, not Charles Darwin.

Darwin later incorportated the phrase into the 5th edition of Origin (citing Spencer as the souce) as a synonym for natural selection due to it's popularity, not as an actual theoretical frame. Survival of the fittest when applied to market economics may have some validity. But market economics have NOTHING to do with either natural selection narrowly, or evolution more broadly. Do not describe a competitive social situation as Darwinian--it is not. Darwin does not justify free market capitalism. I'm not saying that free markets capitalism is wrong or bad, I'm just saying that it has nothing to do with natural selection. There may be a superficial mechanical analogy there, but this leads to the naturalistic fallacy: that because a thing seems natural it is therfore right.
Also, while Spencer is often credited with the origination of "social Darwinism" Spencer's idea was that evolutionary principles in the market would lead to greater cooperation and ultimate equilibrium, not more ruthless competition.


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In legal news...

I was watching the CNN coverage of Saddam Hussein's trial this morning. I'm sure it would have interesting, if I spoke any Arabic. I'm certain I wasn't getting it all through the translation. Not just because of the nuances of the language but because CNN's anchors kept talking over it and because the judge would say a bajillion words, and then the translator would only say, like, three. Seriously, you'd hear: "[Talking in Arabic for 30 seconds]" and then the translator would say "How do you plead?" There's no way that's all that was said.

I'm sure it's really difficult to translate live like that, and I should really keep my mouth shut (or my typing hand still) since it's not like I speak Arabic. I suspect that keeping up the running commentary on a piece of footage that most viewers probably don't want to sit all the way through is difficult too. I don't know if I'd do very well. But the CNN commentary was not impressive. At one point they refered to the fact that Saddam had plead not guilty as "suprising". I call shenanigans on that. What the hell did you expect him to say? "Yes, yes, I'm guilty. Yeah, you guys got me. Boy is my face red. Heheheheh...oh, man, I was just remembering the time I massacred this one town. You should have heard the children scream, and Chemical Ali was all like, 'WTF?' and I was all, 'I know, man.' Oh...good times...good times. Phew! It's good to get it off of my chest, you know. It's like how after you read the newest Harry Potter book, you can't talk to anyone about the ending unless you know they've read it too. Of course I don't read Harry Potter because it is the decadent product of the infidel." I mean, if he is found guilty he will be executed within 30 days of sentence, of course he plead not guilty. I would have plead "I'll buy you a house and be your best friend" if I was up against that kind of penalty. (Which is great to hear because it really proves to me that we have successfully brought modern democracy to Iraq and supplanted the threat of brutal Islamist domination: unappealable death sentences to be carried out within 30 days. That just tastes like freedom doesn't it?)


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Monday, October 17, 2005

My life was saved by rock 'n' roll


Saw Metric [caution: sound]--up in the D--it rocked. I mean that as high praise. It was energetic and kick ass and...well, I'm not a music critic, so we'll just say that I recommend it. It cures polio. Really, and rickets and the gout. The gout.


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All kneel before Zod!


What else can you do? His will is irresistable and his vengeance is mighty. Hail, Zod, his candidacy shall surely triumph and his election is assured. He demands only your life and requires only your allegience.
What's Zod's position on the issues? Puny Earthling! Zod need not justify his opinions to the likes of you! You insolence will be punihsed. Guards, seize him!

Zod's will be done!


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Sunday, October 16, 2005

The Cure is in the Cuaderno

In the Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge, the young man himself becomes sick and is cured again. A fever, he thinks, a malady that requires electric shock therapy he thinks, but no, the fever breaks. He is cured. But he's not. He thinks he's a poet, but where's the verse? Sure he sits in Paris in the National Library and "has a poet" in his hands. But there's no rhyme or reason here. Only prose and memory, the salt poured in the wound and the ghosts of ancestors. That's what sick is: thinking you're a poet. That's what a cure is: keeping it inside and swallowing it like medicine. That's also a shame. The sound of clown on the quay, the look of tubercular old men. Getting off of the airplane and walking into the snow.


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Saturday, October 15, 2005

Things are going badly in Toledo

Riots broke out today in Toledo. Home of the Triple-A Mudhens, Toledo was once a thriving port where the river meets Lake Erie. A stop on Great Lakes/St. Lawrence Seaway. Toledo brought it frieght and sent out manufactured goods and steel. It is also where a shocking number of my family memebers where born, and some still live. But now Toledo kinda sucks. the economy blows, the idustrial base of the town is dwindling and nothing new moves in becuase, well, because it's Toledo. You should go to the airport there sometime...it's the saddest airport in America.

Today some Virgina Nazis head up and stage a rally at a city park--to protest balck gangs attacking white women. Being Nazis, they are both too racist and too stupid to realize that the problem is violent gangs and what cause them, not whether they attack white women or not, and we all know that they weren't really protesting the gang so much as the black. But that's Nazis for you. And Toledo being a diverse city, the African-American community decided to, you know, not allow this kid of ignorant-ass bullshit in their town. Any way, it all went out of control and there was violence.

Here's the thing. Say you're poor and black and live in Toledo, Ohio and the Nazis come to town. Well, you're already pretty well convinced that your state governemnt is corrupt and hates you, because it is and does (Ohio's pretty fucked up right now). And after Katrina, you think, a la Kanye West, that George W. Bush doesn't care about black people. Well, when the Nazis come to town, that makes you pretty mad and you get pretty pissed at the police protecting, protecting, these people. Goddamn Virginia Nazis. And you got nothing to look forward to in the immediate future. I mean you might have joined the army ten years ago, but fuck that now. So, yeah it gets a little out of hand. But at the end of the day isn't it the screwed up governement of Ohio and the United States that's a little out of hand? I mean, all you want is a job and no Nazis in your neighborhood, that's what America sort of is. But no, crap is going wrong left and right. So you get a little heated when these assholes come to a your town, which you didn't fuck up by the way, and act like it's your fault that some dumb ass kids may or may not be mugging old ladies--and not the fault of the city that's letting them march. Welcome to the alienation of the working class and the structure of a system that either discards that alienation or turns it against useful enemies. Good luck citizens of Toledo, a town close to my heart. Like the young man at the end of the news story says: "You...expect this not to happen?"


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Friday, October 14, 2005

The Undeservedly Obscure Dead

Today: Hugh Latimer

Hugh was a Protestant theologian, Oxford educated and later a fellow at Christ's College at Cambridge University. He was on the committee that assembled the first Book of Common Prayer and was personal chaplain to Thomas Cranmer. Unfortunately for Hugh, it was the 16th century and being a Protestant under Queen Mary I was capital heresy. He was burned at the stake outside Balliol College at Oxford, where his heresy was born. He became the most famous of Protestant Martys and there's a sign comemorating the event at the spot, now called Martyr's Site. I include him because everyone should remember his famous last words of consolation to Nicholas Ridley former Bishop of London, his confederate and partner on the stake (which themselves are quoted in Fahrenheit 451): "Play the man, Master Ridley; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out." That's pretty badass talk for a man being burned alive for the right to be a Lutheran. So, Hugh Latimer, we salute you.


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Book burning

Watching and thinking about it (ah ha!) it seems that Truffaut's Fahrenheit 451 is to be the theme of the day. As the movie progresses a new theme surfaces: primativism.

As Montag's books burn, his superior talks about fire and it's primal allure. Who could explain it he asks? Of course a writer could and fire crops up as a metaphor for truth and knowledge from Plato to Melville and all points in between. The head fireman's inability ot grasp fire's allure is because he has neither truth nor knowledge. He cannot grasp the flame because he cannot order his thoughts in such a way as to imagine it and that is because he has no words. The primal force of fire is destructive, primative, ancient. This future utopia is built on the absence of printed material and thus the have rejected the means by which we conquer the fire, they have advanced all the way past modernity to prehistory--staring at paintings on the walls of their caves (e.g. TV).

And all those people at the end that have memorized their books and have become them? Well they are two things...two things that bring you away from the past and into the future, into the fire, and into civilization and yet are primative and ancient by their very nature as the first things. First, their memorized stories and their willing recitation and preservation makes them bards, the traveling oral historians and narrators that spread the earliest stories and arts, the auguries of society, art and learning like eagles apparant in the sky. The second thing they are, well, they are word incarnate aren't they? They are birth and resurrection and renewal of society, they are true messiahs, saviors through their sacrifice. Men and women who would learn books to save both those books and eventually the people that would burn them are truer saviors of this word than any man Pat Robertson or James Dobson may follow. The sound of their recitations fills the woods as the city sits silent. So it is the the woodland settlement is civilized, while the metropolis is a wilderness. The printed page fills up the whole world while mere words are nothing but wind without sound or moment: they are not true as the page.

It's the Stendhal and the Fury, the Proust and Prejudice, The Old Man and the Celine...these thigns are true and perforce good and alive though they are fiction and lies and dead withal. The fireman and his job, his house, and his laws are the trappings of civilization not it's heart or substance.

It's the embrace of primativism with the mere trappings of society overlaying it that is the hallmark of the barbaric life, the cruel life. The inhumanity of the world is in it's comforts largely because they are often substitutes for hard truths. The captain of the firemen mocks the fact that the books contradict each other; but that is the surest indication of their reliability. Only the primative mind finds simples things to be often correct.


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Habemus un Bond

We have a new Bond. An actor named Daniel Craig, who I think I have seen in a couple of things and liked, is the new James Bond. I was, at first, a bit skittish about a blond bond, but so long as they keep Denise Richards the hell away from the franchise then I think we have a go. Also, at least it wasn't Jude Law. That dude isn't brooding and suave like Bond, he's creepy like he's going to ask you to do something that you do NOT want to do. It will involve his feet.


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Subtext layered upon metaphor

I'm watching Fahrenheit 451 on TCM, and I put down a book to do it. So I have abandoned reading as entertainment in order to watch a movie--which of course is one of the major commentaries that Fahrenheit 451 makes: the abandonment of reading for visual entertainment as a sign of the pliability and dumbing down of the populace. Bradbury's novel isn't just about censorship, but about the way that reading by the very act forces a critical examination of the text and thus developes critical skills. Visual entertainment is passive, we need not engage. Of course that's not entirely true, some visual entertainment requires engagement--just not, y'know, Fox News or anything Vin Diesel has ever done. But I think that manipulation and the encouragement of passive thinking is easier to successfully mantain through the TV than the page. After all, at the very least I can reread a line to make sense of it or determine that it is nonsensical, but television or a movie or a poster or photograph must be accepted as it passes--consumed whole and digested before too much deep inquiry is to take place.

So I'm watching the movie version of a book that takes a decidedly anti-movie stance and I stopped reading a perfectly good book to do it. Did I just want to watch a movie...or DID I JUST BLOW YOUR MIND!?!


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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Good TV

Among the few, yet, compelling reasons to have cable TV is the access one has to the obscure. Television is a window onto a wide world of information coursign through the coaxial veins of the national subconscious. And this evening I have enjoyed "The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes" an old black and white series of original adventures from the master detective being played on WGTE the PBS station out of Toledo (we get three PBS stations in Ann Arbor: Toledo, Detroit, Flint). I love this shit. The first adult fiction I ever read (other than the Bible) was a two volume collection of all the Sherlock Holmes stories. I have been a fan ever since. I love all things Sherlock. I have, in the past, seriously considered the purchase of a deerstalker cap. It will take a tremendous amount of effort to prevent me from going one day to 221b Baker Street, London. I will exert that effort, though, because nobody likes a tourist.


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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Dogs and cats living together...


The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?


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Monday, October 10, 2005

Q: When is a holiday not a holiday?

A: When it's Columbus Day, of course.

Today is the day when we celebrate the discovery of America by Christopher Colombus.
Except it's not, because we don't really celbrate Columbus Day anymore. Why? Because Christopher Colombus, whose Spanish masters knew him as Cristobal Colon, didn't discover America for one. You see, syphilitic Genoese men don't count as discoverers when they come across a hemisphere populated by (possibly) hundreds of millions of people. Including Central Mexico, then the most densely populated urban region on Earth. Secondly, the truth behind the symbolism of Columbus day is a bit nasty. Let's try a little excercise. I will type a little piece about Colombus day like you might have seen in your middle school text books, but with more honest substitute words in parentheses.

In 1492, Spanish explorer (Italian mercenary) Christopher Colombus set out to discover America (establish trade routes with India). He did this on behalf of King Ferdinand (who had no real power) and Queen Isabella (who was the brains of the opperation) who had recently united Spain (who had recently joined forces and strong armed other Christian princes into expelling the Muslim and Jewish population of the country in a bloody genocidal purge, they then consolidated power). Colombus's voyage proved that the world was round (which was a widely acknowledged fact at the time even among common people, having been conclusively demonstrated by the Ancient Greeks). The Discovery (stumbling-upon) of America (The Caribbean Islands) inaugurated the Age of Discovery (Age of Slavery, Exploitation, and Genocide) unprecedented in human history (well, the Mongols were probably just as bad). Today we comemmorate this great acheivement (spectacular case of fortuitous failure) with Colombus Day (Native American Genocide Day).
You might say I'm a revionist. You'd be right. That's what you do when a story is inaccurate and hateful, you revise it.

Why don't we all go read 1491 : New Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus by Charles C. Mann. It compiles most of the latest stuff on the Pre-Colombian Americas from archaeology, anthropology, geology, geography, etc. And it does it in a readible way--trust me, I've read some of this stuff in the original academic context, readible is key.
Hell, buy it for me, off of my wish list.


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Sunday, October 09, 2005

You know how to whistle don't you, Steve?

I just saw To Have and Have Not, and that's a great picture. I like to say "picture" like they did in 1944 because it makes feel all cool and Bogart-y. I'll never be as cool as Humphrey Bogart, but I'm comforted by the fact that nobody else ever will either. The dialogue is great, but when William Faulkner is co-writing a screen play based on a Hemingway novel then you can expect good dialogue. Also, Lauren Bacall is an actress and a half. She has this line with the piano player before she signs a song: "Don't play it sad, 'cause I don't feel that way." And he replies: "You don't look it, either." It's all snappy and good and better played than anything I've seen in a long time. Really since I saw The Long Goodbye also starring Bogart and Bacall. Man, I'd have liked to be there for one of their fights...that must of been a mean, drunken mess, but so well delivered.


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Pat and Wolf sitting in a tree.

Pat Robertson is on Wolf Blitzer right now and Wolf is letting everything go by. I mean, the only reason I can see for him to be on the show is to pretend he's reasonable and that all the crazy stuff he's said was blown out of all proportion. But none of that is true. He is a crazy bigot, and he should be ostracized from civilized discourse for the crazy, bigotted things he says.
This kind of stuff is what really ticks me off about the media: Pat Robertson is famous in the beltway culture as a right wing go to guy, so when you want "balance" you go ask him some meaningless questions that you already know the answers to about the events of day and you let him slide when he goes off the reservation.
Pat went all bughouse and started talking about the endtimes and Wolf didn't ask, "What do you think motivates this fascination with eschatology now and throughout history?" or, "What do you say to some within evangelical Chrisitianity who say that your focus on endtimes distracts from your Christian mission?" Nope, Wolf looked Pat square in the eye and said, "Alright, let's move on to the supreme court" (I'm prarphrasing). No, Wolf, it's not alright, he just said that we're all gonna die and God's gonna kill us to advance a millenial agenda of cosmic proportions on which the very nature of salvation and evil will rest and his proof is a set of some cherry-picked quotes from a translated collection of documents that he can't read in the original. I'd say this needs examining if his credibility as a media personality and CNN guest is to be upheld. Also, Pat said he didn't really mean that we shoot kill Hugo Chavez, but kinda he did.


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Saturday, October 08, 2005

This is what I do to amuse myself.

The Ancients, particularly the Greeks, seem to have had either a wicked dark sense of humor or an exceptionally nuanced view of the human psyche (which is to be expected since they invented the concept of a human psyche). Reading the Theogony this evening I was struck by this passage (not the same as my copy, I got this from the internet--I'm not going to type out the transcription so screw you):

"And Nyx (Night) bare hateful Moros (Doom) and black Ker (Violent Death) and Thanatos (Death), and she bare Hypnos (Sleep) and the tribe of Oneiroi (Dreams). And again the goddess murky Nyx, though she lay with none, bare Momos (Blame) and painful Oizys (Misery), and the Hesperides ... Also she bare the Moirai (Fates) and the ruthless avenging Keres (Death-Fates) ... Also deadly Nyx bare Nemesis (Envy) to afflict mortal men, and after her, Apate (Deceit) and Philotes (Friendship) and hateful Geras (Old Age) and hard-hearted Eris (Strife)."
-Hesiod, Theogony 211

The money shot here is that Night bore, without insemination, all sorts of dark and hateful and mysterious things in the cthonic gestation and birthing of the unconscious. And included in that nasty little catalogue of the literal children of the Night is Philotes, friendship, intimacy, even a sort of love. Now that's dark. The primitive psychology that is mythology lumps friendship in with all manner of nasty things in the dark of our souls. This is the same culture that thought that after Pandora released the evils of the world from her tainted box the last thing to fly out was Hope. And not as a promise or a restitution for dumping on mankind the sum of his woes, but as the worst woe of them all. Pretty damned dark and insightful, those clever Greeks.


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Friday, October 07, 2005

The undeservadly obscure dead


Today: J.B.S. Haldane (1892-1964)

Mr. Haldane (not Dr. Haldane, he had no scientific doctorate, though his father was a medical doctor--he did go to Eton and Oxford though) was among the first popularizers of science and an eminent British biologist. He was also, among other things a futurist and a communist. He left the party after the advent of Lysenkoism, and also Stalin. Stalin was a big thing too. At any rate, he stands for the sheer force of science in the face of politics both left and right. Of course he was famous for the answer he gave to a question by a well meaning asker. What is does the study of biology tell us about the Creator? He has an inordinate fondness for beetles. (Estimates of the number of species of beetles are between 5 and 8 million). Mr. Haldane was the founder of population genetics and one of those at the beginning of the 20th Century who believed that the power of science and scientific education would be a great equalizer, destoying old notions of patronage and aristocracy. He was the son of Scottish nobility.
He also said: "There can be no truce between science and religion."


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Youth

I say youth, but of course the subject of my little tale is an age only 5 or 6 years removed from my own. This evening I was at the local depot to purchase malted hops and barley for home consumption and witnessed an exchange that brought back my own tanglewood days. In front of me in line were two young men (younger than, say, the legal drining age) buying two 30-packs of Keystone Light and the finest in middle-shelf liquors: Smirnoff vodka, Captain Morgan, all the greatest hits. They whipped out the IDs and I could see from behind that one was laminated. Ohhh, bad move. You see, once, when I was but a freshman at the prestigious University of Arizona I was the proud owner of a driver's license appearing to be issued by the great state of New Jersey that was itself laminated. But you see in the far off days of 1999 it was still reasonably possible that a 22-year-old (which age I was not yet privileged to have, but my alternate, New Jersey, personna had) would have a laminated ID. That is no longer the case. It appeared to be out of state. I must say that six years ago in the less reputable parts of Tucson, Arizona it was still hit or miss obtaining strong spirits and liquors with my laminated, out of state ID. These two young men were met with skepticism from the woman at the counter (who appeared to be my current and true age) and she referred them to the large barrel chested man of about 30 that was also there. I am not a man given to fighting when I'm in my cups but he's the sort at the bar that you know not to begin with because your hardest hit will only make him mad, though buffer men may fall. The young man who owned the dubious laminate asked, all innocence and contrivance: "Is there something wrong?" The barrel chested man looked at me, making sure that I was not bothered or in a snitching move, I was not. He smilled a big shit eating grin and looked at the two young men with it still applied generously across his face and said, while chuckling: "Alright guys, but don't ever come back." As they left, I thought back to the Yavapai Hall on South Campus Drive in Tucson and shed a wee tear for my lost youth and illicit purchases. I was struck, though, to think that there is such a difference in appearance for some between 18 and 24, which given a real life situation was only too obvious. The two looked young even before the showed their "IDs". But then I may have been biased by the situation.
I belive I shall have a Negra Modelo.


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Thursday, October 06, 2005

Wow. That's some bad review.

Pitchfork reviewed the new Liz Phair album and gave it a 2.0. I mean, damn! they gave Jimmy Eat World's last album a 3.5.
Man, Liz Phair has been sucking some ass lately, huh? I mean I don't agree with Pitchfork all the time, but you gotta figure that a 2.0 is probably warranted. I mean that last album? The self-titled one? That one sucked. I won't even pirate that piece of shit. (Pitchfork actually gave it a 0.0). Looks like she squeezed out another stinker. What happened to whitechocolatespaceegg? I mean that was a good record. But for the last few years she's been trying to, I don't know what, get on MTV maybe. The old Liz Phair was better, when she was all indolent and played guitar like she was in the Rolling Stones. She was kind of sloppy and the lyrics didn't always match the rhythm of the song, but in a good way. Exile in Guyville that's another good one. She should try to make good records. Instead of bad records. That's my advice.


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Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Yeah, that's about right

This is all I have to say about the nomination of Miers to the Supreme Court and the disfunction of the modern Senate.

via the excellent tpmcafe (which you should all read daily).

"[The President] would be both ashamed and afraid to bring forward, for the most distinguished or lucrative stations, candidates who had no other merit than that of coming from the same State to which he particularly belonged, or of being in some way or other personally allied to him, or of possessing the necessary insignificance and pliancy to render them the obsequious instruments of his pleasure."
--Alexander Hamilton, The Federalist No. 76


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President Gore

Al Gore walks among the clouds and breaths fire. Al Gore goes about 7'2" 350 lbs. Al Gore wears a live rattler for a belt and drinks the milk of cows straight from the teat. Al Gore once killed Johnny Cash in Reno, just to watch him die, then he brought him back to life: that's where Johnny got the idea for the song. Al Gore dragged his axe in the ground and the Grand Canyon was the result. Al Gore drops tombstones on the ground and dead bodies grow up underneath 'em. Al Gore is the father of every child in this room.

Those links are all to the same place. A copy of a speach he gave today and you should go read it right now.

The number of cables connecting to homes is limited in each community and usually forms a natural monopoly. The broadcast and satellite spectrum is likewise a scarce and limited resource controlled by a few. The production of programming has been centralized and has usually required a massive capital investment. So for these and other reasons, an ever-smaller number of large corporations control virtually all of the television programming in America.


That's some revolutionary motherf***ing talk. Damn it all, Al Gore, where were you in 2000? This kind of talk wins races.


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Nick Cage: bad actor, cruel father

Alright, lets make a new rule. If you are an actor of any celebrity, you must submit your baby for naming to a council of middle-aged people in the Milwaukee suburbs so we can get a few Johns, Franks, Marys and Elizabeths in there. In fact new rule: not the name of monarch of a Western European country in the last 5 centuries, then its not the name of your baby. Why the bitching?

From the AP
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LOS ANGELES -
Nicolas Cage is a new father. His wife, Alice Kim Cage, gave birth Monday to a boy, Kal-el Coppola Cage, in New York City, said Cage's Los Angeles-based publicist, Annett Wolf. No other details were available.

Nick Cage just named his new born son Kal-El. As in Kal-El, son of Jor-El and Lara--also known as Superman. Kal-El is Superman's Kryptonian birth name. That is so not in play for baby naming, it's just not in set of options. Seriously, you can't name your kid after a comic book super hero. It's one of those rules that we don't write down--even though we know its there in the back of our minds--because we don't think that anyone is 'tarded enough to go ahead and break it. Cal--short for Calvin? Fine, hell, we had a president named Cal. But once you ad that "El" you've crossed a line, man.
And lets not forget that the story is Nicolas Cage named himself that because he wanted to hide his connection to the Coppola family (which is his real last name) to avoid nepotism. So he took the name "Cage" because coppola is Italian for cage. So calling the kid Kal-El [shudder] Coppola Cage is essentially naming your child "Superman Cage Cage". And that, my friends, is statutory child abuse in the state of California. Hopefully the charges will prevent him making another Jerry Bruckheimer movie. The bastard.


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Tuesday, October 04, 2005

My God, the light!

I'VE GOT CABLE!

I'm going to watch so many reruns of Law & Order and The Daily Show that I will actually die.

The radiation will destroy my eyeballs and the last thing I see will be Sam Waterston getting his Irish up and yelling out an objection in court.


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Sunday, October 02, 2005

I was so happy

I'm not a big meat eater. I enjoy a JBC (junior bacon cheeseburger--jeez, get with it) from Wendy's once in a great while. And I like a cheese steak from Mr. Spots on State St. a couple times a semester. Other than that, though, the meatiest thing I eat is a turkey club or a tuna sandwich. I honestly like fallafel and caesar salads more than pork chops or ribs. But I made a steak yesterday. I mean, I figured I had this old gas oven with a broiler pan in the bottom, so what the hell, lets broil something. God damn, it was good. I'm going to the store right now to purchase another sirloin ($6.99/lb) and some dry-rub. I like steak/la la la/I like steak while I sing this song. I'm going to broil the hell out of that sirloin.


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