Wednesday, January 07, 2009

In Defense of Ann Coulter (and her ilk…)

A question posted by an old friend got me to thinking today about Ann Coulter and pundits of her kind. The question was about her sanity, or lack thereof, and what caused her to be that way.


I would posit that she’s no different from Keith Olbermann in the sense that she’s a “shock-pundit”—she, like Olbermann, preaches to the choir daily. The only thing about the choir is that, unlike religious choirs that know exactly why they are saying “amen,” the choirs of Coulter and Olbermann would never admit that they are simply hollering “amen” to a person spouting what they already believe. The Coulter/Olbermann choirs like to think that they are intellectual and savvy to information that the great unwashed doesn’t have (in this way, they are exactly like religious choirs.)


The reason Coulter and Olbermann are “shock-pundits” is simple—that’s how you get noticed. There are a million morning DJ’s; why does everyone know Howard Stern’s name? There are a million political pundits and professors of political science/sociology/theology/economics and scads of other people eminently more qualified to speak on matters of societal importance (I have no idea what Coulter did before this and Olbermann was a sportscaster, fer chrissakes.) Of course they are going to be shocking! Nobody is going to sit through countless treatises about the relative worth of this program or that policy; political philosophy is boring, and has already been commented on by greater minds than any we have produced recently (who would want their work to be compared to, say, John Locke’s writing?) So, we get incendiary comments about Bush being a Nazi and Barack Obama’s middle name. Liberals are “godless” and conservatives are “fascists.” Neo-cons control the world and neo-libs are the forefront of a glorious Socialist revolution. The tripe is as predictable as it is exciting, in its own way—provocation breeds interest. No one wants to walk away from a challenge, now do they?


Coulter and Olbermann are victims of breathing their own exhaust fumes. They really, honestly believe the stuff they say, because they have choirs large enough to insulate them; if you were to have 1,000 people a day writing or calling to tell you that you’re right, you’d start to believe it to-- you couldn’t help it, because it’s a closed loop!


I separate Coulter and Olbermann from Rush Limbaugh and Michael Moore. Don’t get me wrong—Moore and Limbaugh use the same methods to attract an audience and are arguably (by sheer numbers alone) even better at it—but it is my humble opinion that, at the end of the day, they know exactly why they do it. In Moore’s case, it’s to sell movies and move books. In Limbaugh’s case, it’s to increase listenership and charge more for ad time. Moore and Limbaugh concentrate on conveniently manipulated “facts” or non-manipulated facts taken completely out of context; this lends them an air of gravitas and even elevates them to a position of “information source.” This forces them to keep the rants somewhat sane and at least in the realm of actual ideas, because this expands the size of the choir—the bigger the choir, the more money you make and Moore and Limbaugh are both very good at making money, if nothing else.


And then, there is We, the People. Face it, folks, we’re all biased. Every single person has an opinion, and we tend to hang around people that share those opinions. And none of us likes to admit it. Ann Coulter isn’t an opinion maker; she’s an opinion parroter, a megaphone for a bunch of ideas, some good, some bad and some just plain odd. Olbermann isn’t a deep thinker or a man speaking truth to power—he’s a pundit speaking what you already say to your friends at the water cooler, an amplifier of some good ideas, some bad ideas and some odd ideas. We pick and choose from these amplified idiots the things we hear that we agree with and conveniently dispose of the rest. We label them, and add them to our dichotomous lists “good” and “bad,” “conservative” and “liberal,” “fascist” and “socialist.” We can’t help that either; our brains are hard-wired for it.


Plato said “Know thyself.” It is only by understanding who we are that we can understand why we got here. There may be nothing we can do about it, mind you, but understanding motivations is paramount to every human interaction that you can think of. We are not “victims” of Ann Coulter or Keith Olbermann (or Rush Limbaugh and Michael Moore), we created them, and they are in our image, dark and terrifying as that may be.


In fact, we inflate them (no Michael Moore or Rush Limbaugh pun intended)—in this world of hyper-celebrity we elevate town criers and court jesters to the position of bestselling author or media darling. Ann Coulter is famous for the same reason Paris Hilton is—we buy her shit. Period. Seriously, how many people do you know that will admit to being a big Paris Hilton fan? I bet you know of none, and yet this flaccid, vacant, nubile bimbo graces the cover of at least one magazine a week and somehow gets TV deals and endorsement contracts; the people that pay her are not the types that throw money away; they are investing, and wisely, it seems.


So, the short answer to the original question of why Ann Coulter (and I add Keith Olbermann) is unhinged is—we pay her to be.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Thoughts On Mobs and the Cyclical Nature of Things.

"There is no new thing under the sun."

Nature seems to move in vast sine waves, alternately peaking and troughing as it tumbles on through the void. These natural waves can be used to describe many things that are not always easily categorized together: economics, climate and politics. Economically, we go through a minor recession about every 10 years. We have a good likelihood of a major recession every 20-30 years. One of those major recessions can be reliably expected to be a depression about every 60-90 years.

Climate variability follows a similar rhythm-- 1,500-year warming or cooling trends. 10,000-year mini Ice Ages and 40,000-year major Ice Ages. 100,000-year solar variability.

Geo-politics follows about a 400-year cycle-- major empires rarely last longer. In our own political system, one-party domination tends to be a generational thing-- one party replaces the other every 25-30 years or so. Major civil unrest (and great political change) usually happens every 100 years or so.

Human (group) psychology is as predictable and cyclical as any one of the three things mentioned; it can, indeed, be driven by those things. The probability of a major recession or depression coinciding with a change of party domination is pretty high. It's no coincidence that human civilization as we know has sprung forth from one of the most climatically stable inter-glacial periods the records have to show us-- the last 12,000 years have been very good for settling down, as it were. Republican "philosophy" (such as it is) has dominated for the last 28 years (and since the last "major recession" of the late 70s) and is now being replaced by the Democratic "philosophy" (such as it is) on the heels of another major recession, at the least.

Group psychology is nothing more or less then a higher level (or more rationalized) herd mentality. We are pack animals in instinct, and tribal at best, so, when we react as a society to these major cyclical changes, we do so almost unthinkingly, on instinct and in great numbers.

Just as a cowboy on a good horse with a good dog or two can guide a herd, so, too can a particularly gifted leader lead the "herd" on these cyclical issues. We all sense (or think we sense, or are told that we sense) that the climate might be changing. In the old days, we'd just move, but civilization or nation-state can't do that-- it has to stay. But the herd instinct to do something, anything, is strong so we take any seemingly rational guidance we can find.

We all know that the economy is bad-- in the old days, we'd just move, but a civilization or nation-state can't do that-- it has to stay. So we lunge about spastically, looking for something to "fix it."

Goverment/politics is broke. We've recently chosen the Democratic Party to "fix" that, but, in my humble opinion, the herd is ready for real change and we may be due one of those times of great civil unrest and massive political change.

The convergence of these three cyclical waves at the same time-- global climate change, global economic downturn and the political system of a powerful (maybe the most powerful) empire in the world-- in its peak years, no less-- failing and the mob/herd demanding that it all be fixed, without possibly knowing enough to fix it...

As the Chinese would say, we live in interesting times. I highly doubt that we will come out of the 21st century into a world that looks anything at all like the world of the 20th century that we live in now. The choices we make now will decide how we come through the changes.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Social Networking

Blogger's note: I now have a Facebook page. This makes the rest of what I have written seem pointless, but I stand by the basic tenets of it, in terms of privacy or a self-imposed lack thereof. Facebook can be a very private thing, shared among close friends and family, but it also demands a certain amount of attention. By deciding to expose more of myself (clear the image from your mind) I have also decided, by extension (please, no "exposed extension" jokes, please), I had more to expose, and I have created an expectation of more exposure, even if it is just to friends and family. Since I don't actually have all that much to expose (again, keep your jokes to yourselves)-- the reason I don't call my mother everday is because I don't feel that I have all the much to say to her specifically-- I find myself "immortalizing the trivial" just to fill up the space. Having said that, I kind of "get it" now, however, I still can't dance.

Welcome to all who got here by clicking on the link found on my lovely wife's Facebook page. For those of you hoping that I will, one day, have a Facebook page of my own, well, that's hope you can't believe in.

I have to admit, as stodgy as it's going to sound, I just can't wrap my head around the popularity of Facebook and MySpace. I'm a deeply personal person, and while I am perfectly willing to share my thoughts (anonymous and over-claused as they are) I couldn't imagine telling everyone (even my own family) about the wart I just had removed or that the damned washing machine is acting up or that little Billy* pooped in the dog bowl again.

By immortalizing the extremely trivial, we trivialize immortilazation. Imagine if we'd had to wade through a littany of Shakespere's trials and tribulations ("Little Lord William* hath shat in the curr hound's trough...") to get to "Hamlet." Imagine if we had to read Hamlet's blog posts about Ophelia ("OMG, Ophelia hath totally losteth it!") I could go on and on and on, but I think we can all agree that I've beaten a tired comedic concept to death already.

More fearful, in my eyes, is a generation that is growing up with no secrets, with no expectation of privacy. I would be aghast if the government was behind it; I am terrified that they are doing it to themselves. A person needs that which is his own in order to be; there is an essence of humanity that cries out for some things to be held close, and others to be granted as a gift to those who choose or care to listen.

I'm not saying that Facebook and MySpace are the self-inflicted wounds that caused the death of privacy; I am saying that they are cuts number 889 and 890 in the 1000 cuts of the old saying, I am saying that they join the ranks of the census (every question after "how many people in the house?" is an affront to privacy) the income tax (why, pray tell, does the government have to know who pays me what?) and every government form that has the temerity and gall to ask me if I am white or not.

Have we become so used to telling strangers about our personal lives that we actually invite it now? Is this a final capitulation to the dulling reality that there are no secrets, no personal lives anymore?

Or is this the ultimate homage paid to Andy Warhol's famous 15 minutes quip? Do we all hope that we will say or do something so compelling, or brilliant, or disgusting that we will be remembered by the multitudes, if only for a brief moment? Is being the "Numa, Numa" guy really worth it? Really?

Regardless (and no, I don't care what anyone's motivations are-- the great thing about deep thoughts is that you can generalize and, if you sound intellectual enough, no one cares that you're using the intellectual dodge of stereotyping) I think that this trend is one I will avoid for the forseeable future, if for no other reason than I can't dance.









*Billy or "William" is not my son's name, for those of you that thought you caught me giving personal information. Nyah, nyah.

Election '08

The following are cut-and-paste quotes from a forum I frequent, so if they seem a bit random, they are, kind of. These are my initial, honest thoughts, and if they offend anybody, I honestly don't care, left or right, Democrat or Republican. Clearly, I didn't vote for the man. I couldn't, for a whole host of reasons that don't matter right now. Suffice to say that, 4 years from now I will be either eating justly deserved crow or trying hard not to giggle when I say "I told you so."

With that, here are a few random thoughts I had, with additions clearly noted.

The fact is, as hopeful as I am, there is a lot of room to be fearful. Obama hasn't said anything that will actually reverse the course (Socialism) that this country has started on (starting with the New Deal and only slightly slowed down since.) There may be a socio-economic tipping point that is reached when less than 50% of Americans are actually paying taxes. Then, truly, people can vote themselves (or pay for it, as corporations do) largesse from the federal kitty-- when that happens in earnest, we are lost. Europe is about 20 years ahead of us on that, and they are desperately trying to reverse some of the things they have done; all the economic indicators lead me to think that it is too little too late (we're upset at a 6.1% unemployment rate-- France's and Germany's have been at 8-10% for the entire economic expansion of the 90s and 00s-- think it's getting better today?) In fact, France has people with PhDs going to, of all places, Ireland for jobs. Go figure.

President Obama will have crushingly enormous decisions to make, and quickly. He didn't bring us to this point (neither did the Republicans or Bush alone, truth be told-- we've all had a hand in this, Dems, Repubs, government, private sector and, yes, Virginia, you and I) but it's on his lap. I pray that he makes decisions the Founders would applaud. If he does, we're good for 4 more years, at least. If he doesn't... well, social programs always slap a band aid on a sucking chest wound, and the economy will sputter along in spite of itself for a while. It won't last, and it can't. If we collapse, so does the rest of the world (so much for "de-coupling.") It'll be interesting, to say the least. Stock up on ammunition, would be my advice.

Still and all, I am hopeful. I don't think President Obama wishes ill for his country, I just think he's hung around the wrong crowd for too many years. I am hopeful that his intellect and grasp of the American psyche will aid him in breaking away from that crowd and doing what is truly in the best interest of the nation.

While riding around in my truck one day, I came up with this scenario:

Your CIA DCI walks into your office and says, "Mr. President, we have it on good authority and have verified through a variety of other international intelligence agencies that Osama Bin Laden will be in a neighborhood in Peshawar, Pakistan for an approximately hour long meeting with his top lieutenants and members of the Taliban tribes supporting him. The meeting starts in 20 minutes. We can have aerial assets on site in 30-35 minutes from your go, ground assets are not an option at this time. One last thing, Mr. President: the meeting is being held in an elementary school surrounded by a residential neighborhood. We believe school is in session."

In this case, The President wouldn't have time to agonize or debate things over for 18 months-- like the Democrats and Republicans did in the lead up to the Iraq War. He wouldn't have time to convene the Senate and House and pass an Authorization for the Use of Force resolution supported overwhelmingly by both parties. He'd have to either pull the trigger, or not, and live with the decision either way.

Imagine he did. And he missed (our intelligence was off by 20 minutes, or he was never there, or whatever.) 33 kids dead, hundreds wounded, a residential neighborhood on fire. You know what? I'd support President Barack Obama's decision to do it. Or say he decided not to-- and 8 months later, after a taped bin Laden message was released, a dirty bomb explodes in downtown LA (the tape, as they normally do, contained the "go" signal.) While we might not hear about the aborted bin Laden hit (unless it was leaked by a disgruntled DCI who felt that if people would have just pulled the trigger, LA would be saved) if we did, I'd still support my President.

(As a caveat, if Obama was offered bin Laden by the Pakistani government but refused due to legal issues... well, I don't think that will ever happen, post 9-11.)

In either case, no one-- not Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, Newt Gingrich or any of the others-- could ever convince me that my President, whatever his decision was, acted without the best interests of the country at heart. You could never convince that he would bomb an elementary school because he felt like killing kids or that he let bin Laden slip away because of some malice of forethought. You couldn't convince me that he would send young men off to fight and die to make his buddies rich, or materially destroy the United States while marching towards glorious Revolutionary Socialism. You couldn't convince me that he knew about the LA dirty bombing and let it go so that he could start a war for oil. (EDIT: Or for Tony Rezko or Bill Ayers.)

The mere thought that people can believe that physically repulses me. It's personal, visceral. (EDIT: In my mind, it speaks more to the psyche of the haters than the hated. It shows an almost religious zealotry but for, of all things, politics-- of course, government is becoming more "god-like" everyday, so maybe there is reason for that zealotry-- and I can't get anymore worked up over politics than I can religion. It bothered me that Obama used that religious-like fervor to get elected; I honestly don't think he truly understands what he tapped into, but neither religion nor politics holds any fear for me, so I have no hatred. But, to me, there is no difference between people that say "gay people are evil and are going to Hell" and people that say "George Bush is Hitler and is going to Hell." They are both clearly unhinged, and thus, incapable of rational discussion and deserving of none. We may never be able to rid ourselves of extremists, but we should do our best to minimize them.)

You have my word on this-- whether I agree with him or not, whether he is brilliant or moronic, Messianic or misguided-- I won't ever believe he has anything other than the best interests of the nation at heart.

Monday, September 03, 2007

What is a War?

I know I have a blog post that already asks the question, "Are we at war?" For some, the answer is "yes," for others (including, sometimes, our President) it is a resounding "NO!"

I'm not going to debate that schism right now; it truly isn't important to the discussion.

However, a recent op-ed in the Los Angeles Times by Mario Cuomo (former Governor of New York) got me thinking about the various definitions of war-- legal, denotative, connotative and obvious. He makes some interesting, if not absolutely backed up by any kind of research, points in the article:

"The war happened because when Bush first indicated his intention to go to war against Iraq, Congress refused to insist on enforcement of Article I, Section 8 of the Constitution. For more than 200 years, this article has spelled out that Congress -- not the president -- shall have "the power to declare war." Because the Constitution cannot be amended by persistent evasion, this constitutional mandate was not erased by the actions of timid Congresses since World War II that allowed eager presidents to start wars in Vietnam and elsewhere without a "declaration" by Congress."


For reference, this is the relevant part of Article I, Section 8:

"To declare War, grant Letters of Marque and Reprisal, and make Rules concerning Captures on Land and Water;"


Congress, indeed, is giving the sole authority to "declare" (I use quotes because apparently that's the real crux of Cuomo's argument-- nobody "declared war") war. No dispute there. However, we get to the heart of the debate in his next paragraph:

"Nor were the feeble, post-factum congressional resolutions of support of the Iraq invasion -- in 2001 and 2002 -- adequate substitutes for the formal declaration of war demanded by the founding fathers."


Interestingly enough, he dismisses both the original Authorization of the Use of Force and the Authorization for the Use of Force in Iraq as "feeble," yet no where does he cite what a "declaration" of war is supposed to look like. There is no form letter in the Constitution, where Congress plugs in the name of the country to be attacked and the dates. I would argue that authorizing the President to use the armed forces against another country is, in fact, a declaration of war against that country.

Let's define a few terms, shall we?

Declaration:
1.the act of declaring; announcement: a declaration of a dividend.
2.a positive, explicit, or formal statement; proclamation: a declaration of war.
3.something that is announced, avowed, or proclaimed.
4.a document embodying or displaying an announcement or proclamation: He posted the declaration in a public place.

So, a "declaration" is a thing; a label. Something can be "declared" I assume, without explicitly labeling it as such.

War:
1.a conflict carried on by force of arms, as between nations or between parties within a nation; warfare, as by land, sea, or air.
2.a state or period of armed hostility or active military operations: The two nations were at war with each other.
3.a contest carried on by force of arms, as in a series of battles or campaigns: the War of 1812.

War is also a label that is applicable when two (or more) countries/nations/tribes are in a state of armed conflict.

So, with respect to Afghanistan, the AUF (2001) authorizes (or you can say "declares that") the President to conduct armed conflict against-- well, let's quote it:

Section 2 - Authorization For Use of United States Armed Forces

(a) IN GENERAL- That the President is authorized to use all necessary and appropriate force against those nations, organizations, or persons he determines planned, authorized, committed, or aided the terrorist attacks that occurred on September 11, 2001, or harbored such organizations or persons, in order to prevent any future acts of international terrorism against the United States by such nations, organizations or persons.

Use "all necessary force" against "nations"? Looks, walks and quacks like one to me. I'm no lawyer, but any reasonable person could assume that authorizing the President to use the armed forces to attack another sovereign nation is response to an attack or threat would be... well, a declaration of war.


And as for Iraq, Congress had another debate (which the President didn't think was necessary in light of the initial resolution, but OK) and passed yet another resolution (declaration?) allowing the President to use force-- well, let's quote that, too:

SEC. 3. AUTHORIZATION FOR USE OF UNITED STATES ARMED FORCES.
(a) AUTHORIZATION.—The President is authorized to use the
Armed Forces of the United States as he determines to be necessary
and appropriate in order to—
(1) defend the national security of the United States against
the continuing threat posed by Iraq; and
(2) enforce all relevant United Nations Security Council
resolutions regarding Iraq.
(b) PRESIDENTIAL DETERMINATION.—In connection with the
exercise of the authority granted in subsection (a) to use force
the President shall, prior to such exercise or as soon thereafter
as may be feasible, but no later than 48 hours after exercising
such authority, make available to the Speaker of the House of
Representatives and the President pro tempore of the Senate his
determination that—
(1) reliance by the United States on further diplomatic
or other peaceful means alone either (A) will not adequately
protect the national security of the United States against the
continuing threat posed by Iraq or (B) is not likely to lead
to enforcement of all relevant United Nations Security Council
resolutions regarding Iraq; and
(2) acting pursuant to this joint resolution is consistent
with the United States and other countries continuing to take
the necessary actions against international terrorist and terrorist
organizations, including those nations, organizations, or
persons who planned, authorized, committed or aided the terrorist
attacks that occurred on September 11, 2001.


So, the President was, once again, told (declared to?) that he could use force (we can assume the military would be involved) to attack Iraq. In fact, Iraq is mentioned four times after the phrase "authorized to use the Armed forces of the United States." The Congress cited 23 reasons for the President to use force; it passed 77-23 in the Senate, which is as bipartisan as it gets (which circumvents the specious and infantile argument that a Republican President forced a whimpering, robot-like Republican Congress to pass a wimpy resolution granting Bush dictatorial powers.)

Again, the words "declare," "declared," or "declaration" are nowhere to be seen, but it takes a special kind thought process to take the phrase "The President is authorized to use the
Armed Forces of the United States as he determines to be necessary
and appropriate" and not construe that to mean "war." We may have the luxury of being able to parse words and question phrases, but the men and women on the ground, on both sides, have no doubt about what they are doing, or what it is called.

Which leads me to my conclusion, and hopefully the point of all this. We are a society of wordsmiths and meaning pimps; we are a society that has transformed a "garbage man" into a "sanitation engineer; "disabled" into "differently-abled; "teacher" into "educator," which has since morphed into "facilitator;" a society in which a politician was run out of town on a rail for using the word "niggardly."


Surely "declaration of war" can be changed to "authorization for the use of force," no? I may not agree with it, but it fits the pattern of softening that's so prevalent in today's language-policed society.


A garbage man is still a garbage man. A war is still a war.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Winning Wars?

Yesterday, the New York Times ran an op-ed written by MICHAEL E. O’HANLON and KENNETH M. POLLACK. The two are self-professed critics of the Bush administration's handling of the Iraq War (who can blame them?) and its aftermath. After coming back from an 8 day trip to visit American and Iraqi forces, they found a remarkable thing:

The surge is working.

This is news to people who haven't been listening closely. The plan that the "surge" is using was actually hammered out by General Petraeus (the current commander of MNF-I) while he was commander of the 101st Airborne Division in northern Iraq (Kurd-country) in 2003-2004. The same general plan was used (completely coincidentally-- there's no evidence that Colonel McFarland (CMDR, 1BCT, 1AD) had devised any strategy with General Petraeus prior) to great effect by the 1st Brigade Combat Team, 1st Armored Division in Ramadi in the al Anbar province 2005-2006. What was once known as the center of the Sunni and AQI insurgency is now a stable region, where U.S. and Iraqi forces patrol without fear.

My brother, who was Scout platoon leader, battle captain and later S-1 of the 1/35th AR, 2BCT, 1AD (attached to the 1BCT) during the "Anbar Awakening" as it is now rather melodramatically being called, relayed to me an incredible story. He prefaced it by saying that he felt he was present at an historical moment; I'm paraphrasing, so any mistakes or omissions are completely my own, but apparently he and his battalion commander (whose name escapes me at the moment) were going to one of their regular, weekly or so meetings with one of the more powerful local sheiks-- these meetings were usually secret, to protect the sheik from reprisal. They walked into the building where these meetings took place, and were greeted by the sight of not one, but a dozen (or so) sheiks, all powerful men in their areas. The gist of the opening remarks was, "WE want to make a deal with the Americans."

My brother's battalion commander, naturally, said, "Let me get my boss."

The "head" sheik asked my brother's BCT Commander what he needed from the tribes, to which the Americans replied "300 police recruits would be a good start." After some assurances that the police would be used to patrol their own neighborhoods, the 2 parties shook hands and went home.

The next day there were 1,000 new Iraqi Police recruits lined up outside the main Ramadi Station.

Wars are won and lost based on how quickly the participants learn from there mistakes. The "small footprint" approach advocated by Generals Abezaid and Pace were, in hindsight, completely ineffective in fighting a counter-insurgent campaign. Counter-insurgency starts with "winning the hearts and minds" and you start winning the hearts and minds by a.) moving among and living with the people whose hearts you are trying to win and b.) providing security for those people.

The Sunni-based, AQI-led insurgency was able to maintain control of the population through intimidation and murder. We would strike and leave, allowing the insurgents to fill the vacuum left by us. Now, we have learned from our mistakes. We strike hard and stay, building COPs or "Combat Outposts" (imagine the stockaded forts of the Old West and "F-Troop" fame.) We patrol with increasingly brave, increasingly competent Iraqi Security Forces, we are pushing hard, on multiple fronts, never resting, never letting the enemy rest...

The AQI-led insurgents (there are very few Sunni-led insurgents at this point in time) haven't learned. They are still trying to intimidate the local populations with bombings and murders and kidnapings.

The most important thing to remember about winning wars is that one side has to lose. It is as important to say, loud, long and clear that the AQI-led insurgency is losing as it is to say that we and our allies are winning. In fact, it is important to say that AQI was never in a position to win; they could only win if we defaulted and left the field-- even a high school football team can win a game against the Indianapolis Colts, if the Indianapolis Colts leave midway through the second quarter.

I say "bravo" to those 2 brave reporters. They undoubtedly are going to be viciously attacked in the coming weeks. Thanks for putting out there what some of us already knew...

Friday, July 27, 2007

Fridays: A Gift Of Western Civilization

We've all heard it before, the old cliche' "Thank God It's Friday." When I was young, being raised as a nominal Catholic, I used to think it was because grown-ups liked halibut night (note to non-Catholics: Catholics/Christians were not supposed to eat meat on Fridays back in the day; some still follow that idea, but only during Lent, which is why you will see fish meals pop up on fast-food menus around March of every year--CG.)

But now that I am older, and have to actually work for a living, I understand the true meaning of Friday: it is the last day in a week of drudgery and toil, the final day that you have to deal with bosses, customers, purchase orders, sales reports, intra-office memos, faulty equipment, and lazy coworkers-- in 8 short hours, we will get our reward, 2 full days of blissful repose and serene contemplation of the good things in life.

But to what do we owe the joy of the weekend? Well, first and foremost, we owe Friday to the oft-maligned practice of remembering the Sabbath and keeping it Holy-- those pesky Judeo-Christian values that are so out of vogue today. The Sabbath should be (and is, for Jews and smaller Christian sects) Saturday, the final day of the week, the day even God had to use to fire up the grill and forget about the hard week's work He had just put in, what with Creation and all that. Takes a lot out of a deity, especially when there's only One of him doing all the work. Sure, it makes the org. chart more readable, but when you mess around and make something like the duck-billed platypus, there's no one else to blame.

So, the Jewish religion was really the first organization to mandate a 6-day work week, and "T.G.I.F." was meant literally in Jewish communities.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Reviving the Dead

As I type this, I realize it has been months since I last visited these august posts-- if anyone reads this, I apologize. Things got hectic. I got busy. The dog ate my homework.

As I revive this dead blog, I realize that many things, long forgotten and thought dead, have come back; in celebration of my revival, I thought I'd post a few others:

Al Gore. Remember him? He was the stodgy old VP for America's first rock and roll president. Then he was humiliated loser of a presidential election (that was handed to him on a silver platter.) Now he is... savior of the world. Nobel Peace Prize laureate. Academy Award winner. The climate absolutely has to be changing, and it has to be man's fault, because if it isn't, Al Gore has to go back to his Tennessee mansion and stew the years away in obscurity...

The Viet Nam War. Well, it's ghost has been raised, anyway, being used to frighten the children. It's shadow covers the Battle for Iraq, even if the fit isn't perfect. Viet Nam vets are suddenly all the rage, after being marginalized and forgotten for 35 years. Viet Nam war protesters are quite popular, too, even though the consequences of their success 35 years ago are, in large part, ignored-- because what happened in the aftermath of our pullout of Viet Nam is eerily similar to what people are saying will happen when we pull out of Iraq, and that wasn't pretty, either.

"Water"gate. Or rather the appearance of it. Everything is a "gate." Come to think of it, Watergate wasn't revived, it's been kept on life support and trotted out every time some minor political official violates a statute. This one should be laid to rest, finally.

Jimmy Carter. It doesn't seem to matter how many times we stab this hateful, anti-semitic vampire in the chest with a wooden stake, he reappears, dragging himself upright and somehow adding to a veneer of respectability the Habitat for Humanity has given him. Ol' Jimmy may be revived, but methinks the villagers are closing in, with pitchforks and torches...

And finally, but most importantly, socialism is pulling itself up from the Stygian Pit it was cast into with the fall of Communism. It is taking root small places, the corners of the gardens of capitalism, but it is persistent and tough to kill. Health care, schools, agriculture, the environment and Berkeley has all succumbed, or are going to succumb, to it's lie of "fairness" for all. Socialism appeals to the simple child in all of us; play nice, share your toys, take turns, all done while being watched over by a doting, protective mother and a stern (but fair) father. Who doesn't wish that they were a child again, when you didn't have to pay for anything and someone was always looking out for you?

Well, I hope that my revival doesn't signify the Coming of the End, but if it does, or if it's coincidental to it, at least I will be able to pull up a chair, drink a beer, and laugh at the folly of it all.

Writing sardonic posts about it on the Internet is just icing on the cake.