Friday, March 09, 2007

Friday Malamute Blogging


Does he look guilty to you?

He just escaped from the backyard, ran across the street to pick a fight with the German Shepherd who lives there...and...what was I doing when this transpired? I was plugging away at converting all the illustrations in Fetal Pig Coloring Book to grayscale—in my jammies. I was jolted awake by simultaneous doorbell buzzing and pounding on the living room window. It was my neighbor, Barbra.

"I think I have your dog in my backyard..."

She couldn't possibly have my dog.

As we schlepped across the icy, mud-puddly street, me in my jammies, sandals and parka, she said, "My dog's never been in a fight with another dog before this..."

And then, of course, there he was. In Barbra's backyard. Wagging himself in half, sooooo happy to see me. I wanted to throttle him.

After apologizing for my bad, neglected dog and my disheveled appearance, Kodi and I slinked home, shooting "it's all your fault" looks at each other.

Monday, March 05, 2007

Newt Gingrich: Still a Slimy SOB


With shit for brains, Newt just keeps spewing it out. First in a speech at Johns Hopkins in October:
The city of New Orleans failed. And for 22,000 citizens in the lower 9th ward, citizenship failed. They literally did not have the education, the training, the habits of responsibility, or the capacity to get out of the way of a hurricane.
And again at CPAC this weekend:
How can you have the mess we have in New Orleans, and not have had deep investigations of the federal government, the state government, the city government, and the failure of citizenship in the Ninth Ward, where 22,000 people were so uneducated and so unprepared, they literally couldn't get out of the way of a hurricane.
I wonder if Newt has the "habits of responsibility" to haul his fat ass out the way of an eighteen-foot-high wall of water at 5:00 am?

Thanks to Michael L. for the link.

Big Brother hasn't been fiction since 1994

I'm not sure why things like this still shock me.

The Bush administration has accelerated its Internet surveillance push by proposing that Web sites must keep records of who uploads photographs or videos in case police determine the content is illegal and choose to investigate, CNET News.com has learned.
...
A second purpose of the meeting in Washington, D.C., according to the sources, was to ask Internet service providers how much it would cost to record details on their subscribers for two years. At the very least, the companies would be required to keep logs for police of which customer is assigned a specific Internet address.

Come and get me, coppers!

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Trannies Like Annie...

There he/she goes again. Rifling through the underwear drawers in her head to speculate on another Democrat's sexuality. My, my, she does have a fetish for "the gays." After a quick perusal of what passes for her wisdom I've come to the conclusion that the voice in her head is a repressed member of the Gestapo (is that redundant?)--possibly even Himmler, himmself.

I think Elvis Costello said it best
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way...
...or any way, for that matter

Friday, March 02, 2007

Friday Malamute Blogging



My brother, Arnold, says you can tell that animals have no souls by looking into their eyes. Kodi doesn't always play well with others, but I think he has a sweet, well-insulated soul.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Obama: Guilt-free Voting?


I wandered over to Skeptical Brotha and commented on his Obama thread. The brotha's still skeptical, thank God, but does he have the resolve to not drink Barack's Koolaid? Only time will tell. Meanwhile, for those of you lurking in the ether, this is what I posted:

I’m no fan of the Chicago Tribune’s Steve Chapman, but he gave a very clear, very simple assessment of the problem. He said Obama has

“the knack of appealing to whites without evoking the slightest twinge of guilt.”
And I think Chapman wrote that without the slightest sense of how problematic it is.

The real Rorshach test is NOT whether Americans will vote for the grandson of a Kenyan goat herder, but whether they’ll vote for the grandson of a black sharecropper. I’m thinking not so much.

Monday, February 26, 2007

Prayers, positive thoughts, and good vibes...


One of our favorites, Steve Gilliard, over at The News Blog, is in the hospital and will be having open-heart surgery, so light a candle, sacrifice a small animal, or pray to the Blessed Mother. I think I'll do all three.

Oscar-winner, Al Gore, Part II


Here's the best single sentence summary of Al Gore's Oscar win I've seen:
...it should be noted that Sunday night, Hollywood successfully Photoshopped Al Gore's foot into George W.'s ass.

The Case for Gore in 2008

The Oscars rarely satisfies and often fails to surprise. Nobody was surprised at Gore's win last night for An Inconvenient Truth, but watching Gore finally receive public homage for his years of service was in its own way deeply satisfying.

If you haven't seen An Inconvenient Truth yet, what you've missed isn't so much the message that global warming is a crisis and not merely a problem anymore--not to take away from that aspect of the movie-- rather it is a narrative of a public servant who throughout his career, has kept a rare sort of clarity about the environment and his role in preserving it. Rediscovering that clarity after the disappointment of 2000, is as much the story as is the story of global warming.

Watching Gore in the movie and thinking back to those awkwardly scripted public moments in 2000, one isn't struck so much by the difference in carriage as by the context. Gore may be more at ease with his Powerpoint presentation and his lecture notes than on the campaign trail; but he is still as wonky and nerdy as he ever was. The genius of the movie is that it manages to show this and show how this is what's good about Gore.

Gore has every reason to avoid throwing his hat in the race, and I don't blame him for his reluctance. But Gore offers us the tantalizing possibility of redemption. He's the same guy pundits scoffed at for being "the smartest kid in the classroom," but we've had the alternative and we're paying for it.

In this week's New Yorker
, David Remnick speculates on the possible success of a Gore run.

In the view of former aides still close to him, Gore can’t lose by staying on the electoral sidelines. While Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama start competing––warily at first, and then, inevitably, taking direct aim at one another’s weaknesses––Gore can stand unbruised, nursing the lingering glamour of his popular margin in 2000 and, perhaps, demanding by quiet inference that we take stock of a distinguished public career that began three decades ago, when Gore was a twenty-eight-year-old Vietnam veteran freshly elected to Congress.


Remnick goes on to say that it is unlikely that Gore will enter the race, but one never knows. And I wonder what would happen if there was enough clamor around a Draft Gore campaign. Gore may truly love this country and public service, but to willingly reenter campaign politics, in his particular case, is to go back to the spouse that beat you up, stole your money, and ran off with your best friend. He's going to need to be courted. And we should think about courting him.

Friday, February 23, 2007

See Obama Run

I was wondering when someone else was going to bring this up.
They say Obama did not play the singular role in the asbestos episode that he portrays in the best-selling memoir "Dreams From My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance." Credit for pushing officials to deal with the cancer-causing substance, according to interviews and news accounts from that period, also goes to a well-known preexisting group at Altgeld Gardens and to a local newspaper called the Chicago Reporter. Obama does not mention either one in his book.

..."Just because someone writes it doesn't make it true," said longtime Altgeld resident Hazel Johnson, who worked with Obama on the asbestos campaign and had been pushing for a variety of environmental cleanups years before he arrived.
A prominent political activist I know told me that community organizers he knew here in Chicago had never heard of Barack Obama before he ran for political office.
But "Dreams From My Father," the first of Obama's books, is not a historical account. In it, Obama uses literary techniques that are rarely found in political memoirs.

Dialogue in the memoir is an "approximation of what was actually said or relayed to me," Obama wrote in its introduction. For the sake of compression, he wrote, some characters are "composites of people I've known, and some events appear out of precise chronology." Most names in the book were changed for the sake of privacy, he wrote.

And though most memoirs place their authors at the center of events, critics of "Dreams From My Father" say the book unfairly omits others responsible for the successes of the asbestos campaign, an event that Obama portrays as central to his maturation as a political leader. For example, Johnson is not mentioned, and no character in the book appears to resemble her, even though she was already a prominent Altgeld activist and her presence in the anti-asbestos effort is confirmed by interviews and news accounts at the time.
Hmmmm...no wonder the details around his first political campaign against Alice Palmer are so fuzzy. The guy disremembers the folks that cloud the minty fresh image.

Last night at the University of Chicago, in a "conversation" with Henry Louis "Skip" Gates, political science professor, Michael Dawson, raised a little known fact that Obama displaced Alice Palmer, a sitting black state senator, who was farther to the left of Obama, politically. Dawson also reminded the audience that the DLC, with which Obama is closely associated, is one of the most conservative elements within the Democratic Party.

Alice Palmer was a popular and effective legislator, and would have retained her seat had Obama not challenged her nominating petitions. Most accounts of what took place claim that Palmer lost a special election for an open congressional seat and then changed her mind about running for reelection to the state senate. The fact is the special election was held December 12, 1995 and Alice Palmer had already announced to the Illinois Public Action Convention that she would run for reelection for her senate seat. The fact is the Hyde Parkers whom Obama was courting at the time would've remained loyal to Palmer and many told him as much at the home of Bernadine Dohrn and Bill Ayers in late November of 1995.

Why did Obama go after an office held by an effective, progressive, black incumbent, not once, but twice? (see Bobby Rush)

UPDATE: Sorry to say that my chronology is wrong in this post concerning Alice Palmer and the Second Congressional District primary in Chicago held in 1995. While the special election, which was won by Jesse Jackson, Jr., was held on Dec. 12, 1995, the primary election for that seat was held Nov. 28, 1995. So Alice Palmer did, in fact, lose that primary race and then, with a lot of urging from friends, colleagues, and party leaders, she decided to hold on to her seat and run for reelection.

Friday Malamute Blogging

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

"Cowards Hiding Behind Soldiers"


Steve's rant over at The News Blog is too good not to link to.
The GOP refuses to deal with reality. They refuse to deal with the losing war, the fact that we treat veterans like shit, that Bush's plan is doomed. They think their cowardly words matter.

Well to the grunts fighting for their lives in the outpost De Lattre Petraeus sent them to die in, it sure as shit didn't. Watching a car bomb breech your wall is a mind focusing experience. Do the Republicans care? Fuck no. Their grip on Iraq is as sure as Britney Spears on her sanity. They have a fantasy world of brave Iraqis and happy US soldiers.

And when anyone intrudes on this cowardly, disgusting picture, you get the vile spectacle of Brit Hume, adulterer, lecturing Jack Murtha on service to this country. This is a man who's son blew his brains out to hide his homosexualty. No one tosses that in his face, or how his first marriage ended.

Yet, he dares to tell Jack Murtha that he doesn't know anything about the military. Who the fuck is he kidding? Anyone with a clue knows he's the Pentagon's go to guy. They are so wedded to their fantasies, that they lie to people. If Juan Williams was a man, he would have told Hume to just stop fucking lying.

...These cowards are hiding behind soldiers, ignoring their reality of payday loans, divorces, PTSD and shitty equipment. Brit Hume hasn't got a clue about any of this, Jack Murtha certainly does. Since he's the one spending his weekends at Walter Reed.

...
The GOP no more cares about soldiers than farms care about shit.

Sunday, February 18, 2007

"He Speaks So Well!"

The New York Times has something short but sweet about the "Well-spoken black people."
The comedian and actor D. L. Hughley, a frequent guest on HBO’s “Real Time With Bill Maher,” says that every time he appears on the show, where he riffs on the political and social issues of the day, people walk up to him afterward and tell him how “smart and articulate” his comments were.

“Everyone was up in arms about Michael Richards using the N-word, but subtle words like this are more insidious,” Mr. Hughley said. “It’s like weight loss. The last few pounds are the hardest to get rid of. It’s the last vestiges of racism that are hard to get rid of.”

Sho' nuff.

SNL gets it too weirdly enough.

Friday, February 16, 2007

Good Riddance

It's about time.
The University of Illinois' American Indian mascot, Chief Illiniwek, no longer will perform at athletic events on the school's main campus after Wednesday
The Chief is offensive, but the Cleveland Indians logo is just a straight up racial slur. And this isn't open to debate. How the hell is this still an accepted MLB franchise?


UPDATE:
Image courtesy of Greg

Friday Malamute Blogging


He whimpers to go out and play when the wind chill is -30°. I'm the one whimpering when we get back inside.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Baby, it's Still Cold Outside


Sweet home, Chicago! It feels downright balmy at 13°. And I thank God for every inch of fat on my ass this winter.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

V-Day




If the weather hasn't got you down, celebrate by going to a showing of The Vagina Monologues.


New York Events


Chicago Events

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Moqtada al Sadr Flees to Iran?

Is this how we're going to justify bombing Iran?

Is Glenn Beck a Bigger Idiot than he is a Racist?

This isn't going to help Obama any.
On the February 12 broadcast of his nationally syndicated radio show, Glenn Beck featured Philadelphia-based conservative radio host Dom Giordano, who claimed that "the mainstream media has dubbed [Sen. Barack Obama (D-IL)] to be African-American" and said, "If you start to, you know, delve around the edges, say, 'Wait a minute, isn't he mixed race? Weren't we told that last year?' Or whatever, biracial. Not allowed to say that anymore." Beck responded by saying "he's very white in many ways," adding, "Gee, can I even say that? Can I even say that without somebody else starting a campaign saying, 'What does he mean, "He's very white?" ' He is. He's very white."

After the interview, Beck attempted to clarify his comments to executive producer and head writer of The Glenn Beck Program, Steve Burguiere, who is known on-air as "Stu." Beck claimed that Obama "is colorless," adding that "as a white guy ... [y]ou don't notice that he is black. So he might as well be white, you know what I mean?" In addition, Beck said: "I guarantee you, there will be blogs today that will have me being a racist because I say that."
Next time: Who would make a better black friend, Barack Obama, Wayne Brady or Shelby Steele?

Monday, February 12, 2007

Grammy fun!

Luda sends 'love' and a "special shout-out to Oprah and special shout-out to Bill O'Reilly!" while accepting his award for best rap album. Suck on that haters.

Mary J kicked ass and made me cry--whoever cued the shut up music on her should be fired!

Dixie Chicks won pretty much everything else. "Haw! Haw!"