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Tuesday, September 30, 2003 holy freakin' crap that didn't take long Justice Launches Investigation Into Leak Washington Post staff reports Tuesday, September 30, 2003; 10:15 AM The Justice Department has opened an investigation into the allegation that administration officials leaked the name of a CIA operative, the White House counsel's said in an e-mail ordering White House staff to "preserve all materials" related to the probe. "We were informed last evening by the Department of Justice that it has opened an investigation into possible unauthorized disclosures concerning the identity of an undercover CIA employee," said an e-mail to President Bush's staff sent by White House counsel Alberto R. Gonzales. i have a feeling ashcroft decided to take the plunge now before momentum for a special independent prosecutor to be named got too large to ignore. as you may have guessed, i don't trust johnny boy any farther than i can throw the fat, stupid fuck. neither does just about anyone else outside of the administration. this is too damned serious and there are far too many potential conflicts of interest here for the FBI to do this right. this investigation should be done by someone independent. period. it does make me feel somewhat giggly to read words like "preserve all materials" in regards to these slimy fucks though. hee hee. pavement: "grave architecture" "i feel so rad and i'm fucking glad!" posted by downtown | 1:02 PM Monday, September 29, 2003 grab a chair and butter that popcorn, kiddos. the show's about to start. CIA seeks probe of White House The CIA has asked the Justice Department to investigate allegations that the White House broke federal laws by revealing the identity of one of its undercover employees in retaliation against the woman’s husband, a former ambassador who publicly criticized President Bush’s since-discredited claim that Iraq had sought weapons-grade uranium from Africa, NBC News has learned. Bush Administration Is Focus of Inquiry The operative's identity was published in July after her husband, former U.S. ambassador Joseph C. Wilson IV, publicly challenged President Bush's claim that Iraq had tried to buy "yellowcake" uranium ore from Africa for possible use in nuclear weapons. Bush later backed away from the claim. .... Yesterday, a senior administration official said that before Novak's column ran, two top White House officials called at least six Washington journalists and disclosed the identity and occupation of Wilson's wife. Wilson had just revealed that the CIA had sent him to Niger last year to look into the uranium claim and that he had found no evidence to back up the charge. Wilson's account touched off a political fracas over Bush's use of intelligence as he made the case for attacking Iraq. "Clearly, it was meant purely and simply for revenge," the senior official said of the alleged leak. this promises to be one hell of an interesting couple of weeks. the left side of the blogoshpere is abuzz with this story. some oustanding coverage can be found here, here and here. this one is big. i'm really curious to see if the mainstream press has the stomach for this story. the only way ashcroft's DoJ is gonna lift a freakin' finger is if the majors start to bang the hell out of this particular drum. tomorrow's white house press briefing should be damned interesting, to say the least. briefly, as it is very late: who leaked the story of the referral to the DoJ? the consensus seems to be george tenet at CIA. i think that's probably correct. i think they forwarded this info to justice months ago and grew weary of the fact that it was becoming apparent that they were content to let the bushies slide. this was a wake up call. thanks, boys. who burned a CIA agent working undercover in an area of supposedly immense import (WMDs and their proliferation in south asia) in a demonstrably treasonous effort to smear their spouse, a bearer of bad news? i think this one's got karl written all over it. the man is scum and this has been his MO for decades. ask john mccain. ask senator dick durbin. ask the openly gay and flamingly canadian reporter who dared report the fact that some grunts on the ground in iraq were less than happy with the civilian leadership at the pentagon. hell, ask shrub's daddy. karl rove is a fucking snake and has been pulling shit like this forever. as for the second "senior administration official" who helped commit this felony? my guess (and it is not much more than a wild ass guess) is ari fleischer. atrios notes that ari's last day on the job as white house press secretary was july 14, the day novak's story hit the wires at town hall. coincidence? maybe. maybe not. regardless, there are some heads that most certainly should roll for this crap and some should go to prison. burning an undercover CIA operative is not only a major felony and an act of treason, it is also incredibly, stupendously, prodigously stupid. as i have said before, one fucks over the CIA at great risk. good luck, ya dumb sons o' bitches. the decemberists: "shanty for the arethusa" "say goodnight, boys, goodnight..." posted by downtown | 3:17 AM Friday, September 26, 2003 sad stuff on a sad friday. so long, george plimpton. Number of People Living in Poverty in U.S. Increases Again The Census Bureau reported today that the number of Americans living in poverty jumped by 1.7 million people last year, the second year in a row the number has increased, and that median household income declined. It was the first time since the early 1990's that there have been negative changes in poverty and incomes in two consecutive years. 7 Iraqis Die in Mortar Blast Possibly Intended for U.S. Forces A mortar crashed down in the town square in the cool of early evening here on Thursday, killing at least seven Iraqis: a peddler chatting with his brother, the owners of the local computer store, a pair of sheep sellers from the north. At least 20 people were wounded. It was the third fatal attack in recent weeks by mortars, powerful and portable shells that are questionably accurate but are lethal when they hit. "One hundred percent, it's effective," Mohammad Jabbar, 42, a former artilleryman in the Iraqi Army and so an expert on mortars, said as he stood in the newly pocked square here today. "You know, the bomb breaks into fragments. It kills people, penetrates their bodies, and kills more people." and finally, this week's strip from a softer world 
the loud family: "the ballad of how you can all shut up" "..elegance of line and sense of place.. ...the leaves change color. leave the leaves. believe what you like. it's change. change your name. leave town." posted by downtown | 5:51 PM zero. nada. dick. fucking nothing. Draft Report Said to Cite No Success in Iraq Arms Hunt An early draft of an interim report by the American leading the hunt for banned weapons in Iraq says his team has not found any of the unconventional weapons cited by the Bush administration as a principal reason for going to war, federal officials with knowledge of the findings said today. The long-awaited report by David Kay, the former United Nations weapons inspector who has been leading the American search for illicit weapons, will be the first public assessment of progress in that search since President Bush declared an end to major combat on May 1. Mr. Kay's team has spent nearly four months searching suspected sites and interviewing Iraqi scientists believed to have knowledge about the country's nuclear, biological and chemical weapons programs. No WMD in Iraq, source claims No weapons of mass destruction have been found in Iraq by the group looking for them, according to a Bush administration source who has spoken to the BBC. This will be the conclusion of the Iraq Survey Group's interim report, the source told the presenter of BBC television's Daily Politics show, Andrew Neil. Downing Street branded the story "speculation about an unfinished draft of an interim report". Mr Neil said the draft report - which the source said is due to be published next month - concludes that it is highly unlikely that weapons of mass destruction were shipped out of the country to places like Syria before the US-led war on Iraq. nothing. a fraud. fucking zilch. i am so fucking angry i just wanna scream. the smiths: "the queen is dead is dead" " ..the queen is dead, boys... ...and it's so lonely on a limb..." posted by downtown | 4:19 AM Wednesday, September 24, 2003 watching the debate online now. just the thought that there are apparently more people than would fit on your average city bus that are seriously considering installing the bumbling, misogynist fake mayhem monger known as 'ahnold' as the governor of california, makes me just wanna slap each and every freakin' one of them. hard. twice. all i can say is that i am soooo glad that i shan't be a californian much longer. christ, get me the fuck out of here. more on this mess when it's over. posted by downtown | 9:25 PM georgie's big day! a photo essay. 
-"you're the UN dude, right? i'm curious. are you a secretary or a general?" -"my lord, what a dumbshit." UPDATE: new caption.. "i'll have someone get you a diet coke with lime right away. my name is kofi and i actually run this joint." 
"blah blah blah. shoot, man. when do i get to go?" 
"this thing on?" 
"i didn't just hear that..." and the reaction... A Vague Pitch Leaves Mostly Puzzlement One reason for the vagueness is that U.S. diplomats have discovered in recent weeks that little help is likely to be forthcoming... ...The list of countries willing and able to provide troops appears to have dwindled, not increased, and even financially deep-pocketed countries such as Japan have indicated they would not be able to contribute much to the U.S. enterprise in Iraq, U.S. officials said. "There is a hell of a case of donor fatigue," a senior administration official said today. "A realistic appraisal [of what a new resolution would bring] is 'not much.' " Audience Unmoved During Bush's Address at the U.N. A president who has led his forces to victory, ostensibly on behalf of the United Nations, would in theory deserve a hero's welcome. But that was not what President Bush encountered in an icy chamber here today, almost five months after he declared an end to major hostilities in Iraq. .... The audience of world leaders seemed to perceive an American president weakened by plunging approval ratings at home, facing a tough security situation in Iraq where American soldiers are dying every week, and confronted by the beginnings of a revolt against the American timetable for self-rule by several Iraqi leaders installed by the United States. Nor did they seem eager to help. If anything, they appeared more skeptical than ever of Mr. Bush's assertions, including his promise to "reveal the full extent" of illegal weapons programs he says exist in Iraq, and unforthcoming, at least for now, in their response to his appeal for help with the Iraq occupation and reconstruction. Bush’s U.N. fiasco Has an American president ever delivered such a bafflingly impertinent speech before the General Assembly as the one George W. Bush gave this morning? Here were the world’s foreign ministers and heads of state, anxiously awaiting some sign of an American concession to realism — even the sketchiest outline of a plan to share not just the burden but the power of postwar occupation in Iraq. And Bush gave them nothing, in some ways less than nothing. the calvary ain't comin', george. you've made sure of that. besides very few folks in the international community want to see a second bush term. fortunately for them (and for us) you've also made sure that ain't gonna happen either. dumbass. yeah yeah yeahs: "our time" "now it's our time.. ..our time.. ..our time to be hated.." posted by downtown | 3:11 AM Monday, September 22, 2003 how does one say, 'go fuck yourself ' in french? in russian? in german? Bush Plans Unyielding Stance on Iraq War in Address to U.N. Mr. Bush's descriptions of Iraq's future will receive the most scrutiny, and he is expected to give little ground and admit no errors of judgment about the reconstruction of the country. While he will call for international financial contributions and more troops from around the world, he has so far gained little of either since his speech to the nation two weeks ago when he said it was the responsibility of other nations, including opponents of the Iraq action, to contribute to both security and reconstruction. Turkey, India and South Korea have expressed deep reluctance about sending troops, saying Mr. Bush's failure to obtain international approval for the invasion makes it politically difficult to help now. how about a little fucking humility, jackass. we (you) broke it, we (you) bought it. and the whole fucking world told us so. the incompetence of these assholes is stunning.. hank williams: "settin' the woods on fire" "we'll do all the law's allowin'. tomorrow i'll be right back plowin'. settin' the woods on fire..." posted by downtown | 1:45 PM i am weeping, literally weeping like a goddamned baby. Bush: I'm Open to U.N. Role in Iraq Vote Still, Bush says he's not sure the United States will have to yield a significantly larger role to make way for a new U.N. resolution on Iraq. He also continued to insist on an orderly transfer of authority to the Iraqis rather than the quick action demanded by France. "I do think it would be helpful to get the United Nations in to help write a constitution," Bush said in an interview taped Sunday with Fox News. "I mean, they're good at that." "Or, perhaps when an election starts, they'll oversee the election. That would be deemed a larger role," he said. .... Asked if he was willing for the United Nations to play a larger role in the political developments in Iraq to get a new resolution, Bush responded, "I'm not so sure we have to, for starters." hey, georgie, fuck you, you murderous, incompetent fucking dumbass. Car Bomb Explodes Outside U.N. Mission in Baghdad A car bomb exploded in a parking lot outside the United Nations mission in Baghdad this morning, killing at least one person and wounding several more. The death toll could not be immediately determined, but witnesses reported seeing as many as seven bodies, along with several people who had been injured. Next to the wreckage caused by the bomb, a body could be seen burning. A severed hand lay charred on the dirt about 40 feet away. The blast, which happened at about 8 a.m., blew pieces of the vehicle more than 100 feet. The site of the bombing seemed calculated to send a message that one month after the devastating bombing at the same compound, which killed the chief United Nations representative to Iraq, the United Nations remains a target. the poor, dumb bastard that is our POTUS doesn't have a clue. he has no idea that concessions or not, it's over. there is no peace to keep. there is not much to salvage. the man has taken the most awesome and feared military force in the history of the world and shown the entire fucking world how to beat it. (hint: don't field an army of tanks or you're toast. however, you can beat us with kalashnikovs and RPGs) we've lost far too many of our own kids to get this loathesome piece of shit re-elected and now we are gonna lose that many more because the dumb fuck has no idea of what the hell he's doing. this whole enterprise is essentially over. stick a fork in our ass. sure we may have folks there for quite some time, but, for the most part, all that PNAC/AEI shit is now, and forever hence, inoperative. it's done. i just can't stop thinking of those poor, poor kids that will have to suffer the meltdown. god help us all... johnny cash: "singin' in vietnam talkin' blues" in it's awful entirety: " One mornin' at breakfast, I said to my wife, We been everywhere once and some places twice, As I had another helping of country ham, She said "We ain't never been to Vietnam, "And there's a bunch of our boys over there." So we went – to the Orient: Saigon. Well we got a big welcome when we drove in, Through the gates of a place that they call Long Vinh. We checked in and everything got kinda quiet, But a soldier boy said: "Just wait 'til tonight, "Things get noisy. Things start happenin'. "Big bad firecrackers." Well that night we did about four shows for the boys, And they were livin' it up with a whole lot of noise. We did our last song for the night, And we crawled into bed for some peace and quiet, But things weren't peaceful. And things weren't quiet. Things were scary. Well for a few minutes June never said one word, And I thought at first that she hadn't heard. Then a shell exploded not two miles away, She sat up in bed and I heard her say: "What was that?" I said: "That was a shell, or a bomb." She said: "I'm scared." I said "Me too." Well all night long that noise kept on, And the sound would chill you right to the bone. The bullets and the bombs, and the mortar shells, Shook our bed every time one fell, And it never let up; it was gonna get worse, Before it got any better. Well when the sun came up, the noise died down, We got a few minutes sleep, an' we were sleepin' sound, When a soldier knocked on our door and said: "Last night they brought in seven dead, and 14 wounded." And would we come down to the base hospital, and see the boys. "Yeah." So we went to the hospital ward by day, And every night we were singin' away. Then the shells and the bombs was goin' again. And the helicopters brought in the wounded men. Night after night; day after day. Comin' and a goin'. So we sadly sang for them our last song, And reluctantly we said: "So long." We did our best to let 'em know that we care, For every last one of 'em that's over there. Whether we belong over there or not. Somebody over here love's 'em, and needs 'em Well now that's about all that there is to tell, About that little trip into livin' hell. And if I ever go back over there any more, I hope there's none of our boys there for me to sing for; I hope that war is over with, And they all come back home, To stay. In peace." posted by downtown | 5:11 AM Thursday, September 18, 2003 the day cruz came to town. 
cruz rocks so i had to go cover bustamante's stump stop in oxnard today. for an appearance in the middle of a workday, he had a very respectable showing. he was good too. he had those folks in a tizzy in less than 10 minutes. every local pol was on hand to bask in the glow as well. oxnard's mayor actually "misspoke" (wink wink) and referred to him as "the governor". this got a huge reaction. all in all, given that my expectations were rather low, i was rather impressed. i had heard many times that cruz was neither particularly bright or very engaging. those folks were wrong on both counts. anyhoo, i did stalk him for a photo or two after the speech as the pic above illustrates. i eventually got a pic of the two of us shaking hands but i have the worst half cocked smile ever in it. (also, the hangover is way more evident i think. thanks, julio.) off to see hot hot heat. not my favorites, but a vast improvement over last week's ventura theater fare, queensryche. (c'mon, you remember them. think whitesnake with pink floyd pretensions.) 
superchunk: "slack motherfucker" " i'm workin', but i'm not workin' for you.." posted by downtown | 11:19 PM high crimes, misdemeanors. the president of the united states is a liar. he's a big fucking liar. he's a thousands of americans killed and injured, $200 billion tragedy of epic proportions, pants on freakin' fire kinda liar. don't believe me? here it is in black and white: shrub today: "There's no question that Saddam Hussein had al-Qaida ties," the president said. But he also said, "We've had no evidence that Saddam Hussein was involved with September the 11th." shrub 3.18.03 Text of a Letter from the President to the Speaker of the House of Representatives and the President Pro Tempore of the Senate March 18, 2003 Dear Mr. Speaker: (Dear Mr. President:) Consistent with section 3(b) of the Authorization for Use of Military Force Against Iraq Resolution of 2002 (Public Law 107-243), and based on information available to me, including that in the enclosed document, I determine that: (1) reliance by the United States on further diplomatic and other peaceful means alone will neither (A) adequately protect the national security of the United States against the continuing threat posed by Iraq nor (B) likely lead to enforcement of all relevant United Nations Security Council resolutions regarding Iraq; and (2) acting pursuant to the Constitution and Public Law 107-243 is consistent with the United States and other countries continuing to take the necessary actions against international terrorists and terrorist organizations, including those nations, organizations, or persons who planned, authorized, committed, or aided the terrorist attacks that occurred on September 11, 2001. Sincerely, GEORGE W. BUSH certainly puts those hummers in the hallway in perspective now don't it? can anyone give me any plausible reason this shouldn't be front page, above the fold in every newspaper in the country by friday? afghan whigs: "honky's ladder" " got you where i want you, motherfucker. don't you try to move.. " posted by downtown | 2:20 AM Wednesday, September 17, 2003 annus mirabilis happy 23rd, ms. fabulous. posted by downtown | 10:54 AM too early in the morning for this shit.... Lawmaker wants "French" back in fries WASHINGTON (AP) -- With America needing all the help it can get in Iraq, it's time to swallow our pride and give the French back their fries, a House lawmaker said in a letter to her colleagues. House Republican leaders last March, angered by French opposition to U.S. plans to take military action against Iraq, ordered that all restaurants in the House replace the french fries on their menus with "freedom fries." But now, said Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee, D-Texas, we need to bring the French back to the table. .... But House Administration Committee Chairman Bob Ney, R-Ohio, who initiated the menu change with Rep. Walter Jones, R-N.C., said they'll continue to fight for their freedom fries. Ney said that the day after Jackson Lee wrote her letter the French came out with an untenable timetable for elections in Iraq, confounding U.S. efforts to win United Nations backing for the reconstruction effort. "They were noncooperative and arrogant then," before the war, "and they are again noncooperative and arrogant," Ney said. "I haven't seen a huge change." .... "The whole premise behind the gesture was to support our troops in Iraq," said Lanier Swann, spokeswoman for Jones. "The congressional passion in support of them has not waned and the French position has not changed." my head..... .....it is.... Exploding.... the pogues: "boys from the county hell" "five green bottles sitting on the floor. i wish to christ, i wish to christ that i had fifteen more!" posted by downtown | 10:38 AM Tuesday, September 16, 2003 two late night observations on some folks currently among us who are obviously in-fucking-sane. first, from chris over at mildly suicidal, a look at a creation "science" fair. first place in the elementary school division goes to a young miss cassidy turnbull (no names have been changed) who gives us this bit of wisdom, "My Uncle Is A Man Named Steve (Not A Monkey)" second place in the same division goes to messrs David Block and Trevor Murry for their project, "Pine Cones Are Complicated" which tells us all about: ..how specifically complicated pine cones are and how they reveal God's design in nature. second place in the middle school division goes to mr. Jonathan Goode for his entry, "Women Were Designed For Homemaking" which postulates thus: applied findings from many fields of science to support his conclusion that God designed women for homemaking: physics shows that women have a lower center of gravity than men, making them more suited to carrying groceries and laundry baskets; biology shows that women were designed to carry un-born babies in their wombs and to feed born babies milk, making them the natural choice for child rearing; social sciences show that the wages for women workers are lower than for normal workers, meaning that they are unable to work as well and thus earn equal pay; and exegetics shows that God created Eve as a companion for Adam, not as a co-worker. wow. first place in the high school division went to Eileen Hyde and Lynda Morgan for their bizarre excercise titled, "Using Prayer To Microevolve Latent Antibiotic Resistance In Bacteria" . some high points: Escherichia coli bacteria cultured in agar filled petri dishes were subjected to the antibiotics tetracycline and chlorotetracycline. The bacteria cultures were divided into two groups, one group (A) received prayer while the other (B) didn't. The prayer was as follows: "Dear Lord, please allow the bacteria in Group A to unlock the antibiotic-resistant genes that You saw fit to give them at the time of Creation. Amen." The process was repeated for five generations, with the prayer being given at the start of each generation. In the end, Group A was significantly more resistant than Group B to both antibiotics. amazing really. an honorable mention in the high school division goes to a mr. Tom Williamson for this gem: "Thermodynamics Of Hell Fire" . actually, i would love to read this piece just so i could gain some sort of appreciation for the eternal agony that my earthly actions are no doubt preparing for me. breathtaking... i also ran across in this piece in the nation. the article seems to illuminate some of the points that i have tried to make light of in previous posts. i think they key graf is the very last one: Left Behind also highlights something important about the way mass culture works. Rather than creating a homogenized McWorld, as so many critics have claimed, popular culture can and does reinforce ideological and cultural divisions, fostering sharp distinctions between communities. The evangelical population in the United States is becoming more numerous, more politicized--particularly around foreign policy--and more powerful than ever before. This transformation is as much cultural as political, or rather, it is inextricably both at once. Those of us who care deeply about the future of politics, domestic and international, cannot afford to ignore the fact that evangelicals are no longer merely a subculture. They are fast becoming a--perhaps the--dominant force in American life. As the Middle East smolders, many people have debated the role of George W. Bush's Christian beliefs in his foreign policy, and we are daily confronted with the lobbying muscle of the Christian right. But if we want to understand conservative Christians as a political force, we must pay attention to the galvanizing power of culture. The astonishing success of the Left Behind series suggests that the conservative obsession with biblical prophecy is increasingly shaping our secular reality. I wish we'd all been ready. (emphasis mine) voodoo is voodoo is voodoo. these people frighten the fucking hell out of me. man or astroman?: "escape velocity" " diameter 4.9 miles, mass over six thousand megatons and speed of over seventeen hundred and fifty miles per second... ... and destination earth! " posted by downtown | 4:33 AM Monday, September 15, 2003 sunday mornin' comin' down. today was the first sunday in forever that i could spend any way i pleased. i was fortunate enough to be able to spend it with a couple of newspapers and some django. some thoughts in no particular order... first, i am growing weary of all the 'but, is he electable?' business being bandied about in regards to this dem presidential candidate or another. the question that should be asked is 'does bush have a chance?' my answer: no. i am of the opinion that a year from now the most unelectable person in the race will be none other than dubya himself. fuck, i have a cat that will outpoll bush in nov 2004. after a summer where it seems much of the nation limited its news consumption to the comings and goings of ben and j-lo, (apparently splitsville at the time of this writing. a note to her future suitors: do we detect a pattern here? she's got a world class bootay and all but, well, she's a bit fucking nuts.) it seems that folks are finally beginning to catch a whiff of just how rotten our current state of affairs is. check out today's NYT. Dizzying Dive to Red Ink Poses Stark Choices for Washington How a Huge Surplus Became a Vast Deficit, Fast When President Bush informed the nation last Sunday night that remaining in Iraq next year will cost another $87 billion, many of those who will actually pay that bill were unable to watch. They had already been put to bed by their parents. Administration officials acknowledged the next day that every dollar of that cost will be borrowed, a loan that economists say will be repaid by the next generation of taxpayers and the generation after that. The $166 billion cost of the work so far in Iraq and Afghanistan, which has stunned many in Washington, will be added to what was already the largest budget deficit the nation has ever known .... The $8 trillion difference between those numbers has little precedent in American history. The long-term budget forecast has declined as much in the last two years as the total revenue collected by the United States government from 1789 to 1983. A Fall Worthy of Milton "It really has been a Miltonian experience, from the heights to the depths," said Robert D. Reischauer, a former director of the Congressional Budget Office, invoking "Paradise Lost" as a metaphor for the budget's fall. that's not from the op/ed page either, kids. that's A1 above the fold. SMACK! The Tax-Cut Con A result of the tax-cut crusade is that there is now a fundamental mismatch between the benefits Americans expect to receive from the government and the revenues government collect. This mismatch is already having profound effects at the state and local levels: teachers and policemen are being laid off and children are being denied health insurance. The federal government can mask its problems for a while, by running huge budget deficits, but it, too, will eventually have to decide whether to cut services or raise taxes. And we are not talking about minor policy adjustments. If taxes stay as low as they are now, government as we know it cannot be maintained. In particular, Social Security will have to become far less generous; Medicare will no longer be able to guarantee comprehensive medical care to older Americans; Medicaid will no longer provide basic medical care to the poor. ... In Norquist's vision, America a couple of decades from now will be a place in which elderly people make up a disproportionate share of the poor, as they did before Social Security. It will also be a country in which even middle-class elderly Americans are, in many cases, unable to afford expensive medical procedures or prescription drugs and in which poor Americans generally go without even basic health care. And it may well be a place in which only those who can afford expensive private schools can give their children a decent education. KERPOW! An Unsustainable Policy on Iraq Mr. Bush has so far failed to explain satisfactorily how he plans to secure Iraq without a crippling, indefinite American military commitment; speedily achieve Iraqi self-government; and share the burden of rebuilding Iraq's industries and society so the United States can leave on its own terms. And his maneuvering room may soon shrink, since the Democratic challengers are desperate to break out of the herd on Iraq. If Mr. Bush does not demonstrate a clear and convincing strategy soon, he may face political pressure to bring home American troops under conditions that would be embarrassing for America and perilous for the Middle East. Of all the possible scenarios, the most important one to avoid is a poll-driven scramble to bring the troops home that suffers the same lack of preparation the administration showed at the end of major combat. POW! Saying When It's Over A few months ago, White House officials were scoffing at comparisons between the occupation of Iraq and the lengthy post-World War II occupations of Japan and Germany a half-century ago. But last week, both President Bush and his defense secretary, Donald H. Rumsfeld, were invoking those successful experiments in nation-building as they counseled patience. BLAM! deep doodoo the bushies are in deep, deep shit. how is anyone gonna run on this record? and, if you think things are bad now, wait a few months. by election day it's gonna be much, much worse. we're still gonna be on our own basically in iraq. the calvary ain't comin'. they may drop a few coins in the cup but you can forget about any significant contribution of troops from just about anyone. india? not bloody likely. they've got elections next year too. pakistan? don't hold your breath. egypt? c'mon, yer killin' me over here. france/germany? how do you say 'drop dead' in french? how about 'freedom fries'? 'old europe'? 'chocolate makers'? one thing that everyone seems to be overlooking as regards the possibility of western european troops deploying to iraq is this: the western europeans, hell, practically the whole EU hates bush. they can see quite well that the request for money/boots on the ground is, in many ways, part of a 'please bail my ass out in an election year' strategy. they would be sending troops to die in place of americans to placate the concerns of the american electorate. there is no way in hell that bush gets reelected with american kids getting waxed everyday in iraq. it would be so much better if those kids spoke french or urdu or turkish. the problem for the bushies is that pretty much no one in those countries really cares to see him serve a second term. this administration came in pissing all over the kyoto accords and other such nonsense. we didn't need them this spring when we called the UN a 'debating society' and 'approaching irrelevance'. well, guess what? it seems that the very folks the bushies are passing the hat around to now have decided that they don't much need bush either. sucks to be you, kid. what makes it worse is that today we learn that the long anticipated report on iraqi WMD 'programs' or the previous regime's desire to one day have such 'programs' (they've long accepted the fact that the actual, tangible WMDs aren't to be found. why? they never existed, that's why.) that david kay had promised will contain 'suprises' contains this beauty: we haven't found dick. nothing. nada. apparently the lack of anything politically expedient to report has both downing street and the white house eager to bury it. they may never actually publish the thing at all. that's gonna go over like a fucking brick with those that told us as much a year ago, not to mention the families and friends of those that went to iraq and never came back. nice. to suppress the report we had all been promised because it could be politically damaging to these evil, bumbling morons is just beyond the fucking pale. it's obscene. oh, and one last thing. the next time the axis of evil that is dick cheney emerges from his 'secure, undisclosed location', will someone slip a freakin' bible underneath his right hand before we let him say a fucking word? i can't remember ever seeing a such a display of unmitigated bullshit shoveled forth by a heavy from any administration during a MTP appearance in my life. i would run down falsehood after prevarication after bald faced lie if i had the energy to do so. i don't. go check out this rather flabbergasting annotated collection of quotes from this travesty over at uggabugga. it's really pretty staggering in scope. amazing. there is a special place in hell.... i'd like to dedicate this song to the press. the replacements: "shootin' dirty pool" " do us all a favor, get yourself a spine.." posted by downtown | 1:40 AM Sunday, September 14, 2003 this is just a little too creepy for sunday morning. 
paging leni.... the minus 5: "retrieval of you" " they call me DJ mini-mart because that's where i work..." posted by downtown | 1:44 PM posted without comment or elaboration... sometimes i can be such an ass. the cramps: "elvis fucking christ" " it shoulda been me instead. don't they know that i'm elvis fucking christ ? " posted by downtown | 4:56 AM Friday, September 12, 2003 godspeed, johnny cash. godspeed. 
Well you wonder why I always dress in black Why you never see bright colors on my back And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone Well there's a reason for the things that I have on I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down Livin' in the hopeless hungry side of town I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime But is there because he's a victim of the times I wear the black for those who've never read Or listened to the words that Jesus said About the road to happiness through love and charity Why you'd think he's talking straight to you and me Well we're doin' mighty fine I do suppose In our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back Up front there oughta be a man in black I wear it for the sick and lonely old For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold I wear the black in morning for the lives that could have been Each week we lose a hundred fine young men And I wear it for the thousands who have died Believin' that the Lord was on their side I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died Believin' that we all were on their side Well there's things that never will be right I know And things need changin' everywhere you go But till we start to make a move to make a few things right You'll never see me wear a suit of white Oh I'd love to wear a rainbow every day and tell the world that everything's okay But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back Till things're brighter I'm the man in black 
posted by downtown | 6:33 AM Thursday, September 11, 2003 i got a call from my mother a few minutes past 6am PST on 9.11.01. having lost my father in january and my grandfather in may, i was becoming a bit too accustomed to the early morning calls i rarely received before. calls from relatives at 6am mean bad freakin' news. my mom tells me that someone flew a plane into the world trade center and that someone "blew up" the pentagon. she was frantic and i had no idea of what she was talking about as i was still half asleep. i turned on the radio beside my bed and the morning edition folks were describing a calamity in nyc and had just starting to report about d.c. cradling the phone i stumbled towards the tv in the living room. the first image i saw was taken from midtown showing the empire state building in the foreground and the burning towers further south. it looked fake. it looked like some made for tv movie and, besides, the shadows were all wrong. then i woke up. i had just moved from nyc to socal three months previous. (i'm still trying to figure out exactly why.) when i first moved to the city the wtc and empire state building were the landmarks i had used to navigate manhattan south of 34 st. i had been in those buildings. i had eaten at windows on the world twice. the only i person i know for a fact that knew that died that day was a sous chef there. i had been through the subway/PATH station underneath it many, many times to go visit a colleague who lived in jersey city. hell, when i moved to nyc, i took an amtrak train from tallahassee fl. my first glimpse of the city when i moved was of the towers in the fog somewhere in northern new jersey. let's just say that i had a rather concrete appreciation for just how massive those buildings were. as i cleared the sleep from my eyes my first thought was, "shit. they're gonna have to tear those buildings down. you can't repair damage like that." i never, not once, not for an instant thought that those buildings would fall of their own accord. the possibility just never occurred to me. ( i really don't think those countless FDNY, NYPD, EMT folks thought so either.) later i watched live with the rest of the world as the south tower collapsed. i absolutely could not process what i was seeing. it was so far removed from the realm of what i thought possible that could just could not fathom it at all. i was dumbfounded. then i completely lost my shit, so to speak. i was a blubbering, bumbling idiot. then the north tower. by that time i was quite literally pinching myself hoping that i could just wake up to the world that i knew when i went to sleep. alas, as we all know, that was not to be. anyway, i don't know where i am trying to go with this. two years later i still don't know what any of this really means. in many ways, personal, political, professional and otherwise 9.11.01 has changed my life in ways that i never thought possible. the next two years of my life will be indelibly affected and shaped by that day. rem: "voice of harold" " and suddenly you know.. they're real. they mean it. " posted by downtown | 11:40 PM mr. ashcroft, this note is for you. hey, how's that whole war on terror thing workin' out for ya, johnny? must be doing ok as we've got g-men with plenty o' freakin' time on their hands. dig this: A Bad Trip for Tommy Chong: Nine Months in Jail PITTSBURGH (Reuters) - Actor Tommy Chong of the spaced-out, dope-smoking comedy duo "Cheech & Chong" was sentenced to nine months in prison and fined $20,000 on Thursday for distributing marijuana pipes over the Internet. .... Prosecutors said Chong entered the distribution business in September 2001 and raised nearly $1.6 million in sales before federal agents raided his Gardena, California-based company, Nice Dreams Enterprises, in February. Federal authorities in Pittsburgh have convicted 22 other national drug-paraphernalia distributors since 2000 through a program called "Operation Pipe Dreams." i'm glad to see that the bureau is all over this war on bongs thing and the 65 year old comedians that distribute them. i sleep well at night knowing that the children of america are just that much safer. may i propose a war on pink floyd or maybe a war on blacklight posters as well? perhaps a war on zappa? how a bout a war on heavy petting? thanks so much. oh, and one more thing, fuck you. why don't you go catch us some terrorists or something, you loathesome piece of shit? osama bin forgotten comes to mind. or are ya too busy pissing on the constitution to be bothered? pavement: "stereo" "what about the voice of geddy lee? how did it get so high? i wonder if he speaks like an ordinary guy? i know him and he does. and you're my fact checkin' cuz.." posted by downtown | 5:45 PM 20 questions that need to be answered. now. why can't we get answers two years after the fact? what the hell are they hiding? the reluctance of the WH to fill in the gaps just sends the 'tin foil hat' folks in to a tizzy. there is something there. i don't believe that it involves aliens or elvis or the trilateral commission but, there most definitely is something rotten in the state of D.C. whatever it is, it smells somethin' awful. southern culture on the skids: "shotgun" "trouble. looove trouble. loooove trouble. looooves that trouble." posted by downtown | 2:01 PM Wednesday, September 10, 2003 ok. finally have a minute to breathe. some musings on the subject of the previous post. oddly enough the past couple of weeks have found me thinking about riefenstahl more than i have in years. i had been thinking about the manipulation of moving images for the purpose of persuasion most of the spring and summer which inevitably leads back to leni. then, last week, riefenstahl's name was bandied about quite a bit in describing the made for tv film 9/11: time of crisis. i though it odd that tha she finally croaketh the day after that shiny piece of GOP hagiography made it's debut. speaking as both a filmmaker and as a human being, riefenstahl poses quite a quandry for me. on the one hand, she is a giant, a titan of my craft. i heard bob mondello, in a commentary on npr, describe her as the most effective cinematographer in the history of film. i would certainly agree with that statement. but, i think that sells her short in many ways. i think she was one of the most important visual artists of the last century. as a filmmaker, she was an innovator. she not only was keenly aware of and constantly making use of the latest techniques and technology that was available to her, but she also used these these methods and things in ways that no one had ever really thought of before. she came at film as someone who had ideas about what film could be, what places it could go that just far exceeded that of almost anyone else in the medium at the time. she was a bad ass that broke rules and rewrote them as she went along. she really was a visionary. and, well, let's not forget that she was also, first and foremost, a "she". she was also a nazi. not some artist sucking up to the status quo for patronage, but a real fucking nazi. i think one of the reasons that she was, as mr mondello described, "effective" is that she was a true believer. she believed that her images could bring about the fuhrer's vision on earth. in a way she was the one that made that vision real. hitler spoke of a masterful, unstoppable race. and that is what she showed first the german people and then to the world. triumph of the will shows hitler, a small and rather unimposing man, as nothing less than a god. and he is speaking to the largest, most fearsome, most orderly, most seemingly inevitable people on earth. the images she captured at nuremberg have become modern day visual shorthand for big, bad shit. those images are all through our culture. you can find them in advertising, entertainment, literature. you can see them in freakin' cartoons! it is difficult to overestimate the influence she had on the culture that we live in now. olympia is simply one of the most beautiful, lyrical and exultant collection of images that i have ever seen. it's influence is seen everywhere. pick up any major magazine. so many of the fashion ads feed from this trough it's almost funny. billboards. print ads. she's everywhere. and yet, she was pretty much lex luthor evil, yo. as bad as bad gets in many ways. i am so torn by my appreciation of her contributions to the medium, shit, her absolute mastery of the persuasive image, and my absolute repulsion at the ends to which these masterful means were put to work. she was obviously one of the great cinema artists and innovators of the age and also responsible for using that talent for futhering one of the great calamities of all time. voluntarily and with great glee, no less. i'm torn. which reminds me of this little ditty... bikini kill: "capri pants" "yeah, i like you... ...but, baby, it's all wrong!! " posted by downtown | 11:02 PM Tuesday, September 09, 2003 brilliant filmmaker and unrepentant nazi fucker riefenstahl dead at 101. 
BERLIN - Leni Riefenstahl, the legendary filmmaker reviled and revered for movies she made about Adolf Hitler and his Third Reich, has died — one of the last confidantes of the Nazi dictator. She was 101. .... She made four films for Hitler, the best known of which were "Triumph of the Will," her masterwork recording the Nazi's 1934 rally at Nuremberg, and "Olympia," a meditation on muscle and movement at the 1936 Berlin Olympic games. Both films accented her artistry, but more troubling to her critics, presented the Nazis to the world as peaceful and tolerant. Her portrayal of Olympic sports was sensual and stunning; her depiction of the Nuremberg rally shows Hitler in godlike poses and apple-cheeked children handing him flowers. German Culture Minister Christina Weiss said Riefenstahl's life tragically demonstrated the inseparable link between art and politics. "Her career shows that ... art is never unpolitical, and that form and content cannot be separated from one another," Weiss said. (-emphasis mine) really busy. i just had to make mention of this. more soon... posted by downtown | 6:00 PM Monday, September 08, 2003 whew. after four days of no sleep, cold pizza and warm beer, ciiff6 is in the books. this year's fest was a very different animal than last year's edition. it was considerably smaller in scope (last year we screened 87 films in 6 days, this year's numbers were 35 films in 4 days) but was a pretty major success nonetheless. (we had a budget about one third of what we had last year. the grant money we received from cac just doesn't exist anymore. i sure hope those iraqis become the free-est folks on the freakin' planet.) anyhoo, some highlights from this year's fest: senorita extraviata , an unflinching feature length doc about the continuing mystery of the young women, mostly workers at the infamous maquilladores of jaurez, who keep being kidnapped and killed in horrible, horrible ways. the film, by the incomparable lourdes portillo, is really difficult to watch at times, but absolutley riveting in its unflinching and relentless quest for answers. these are crimes that could be solved if those capable of doing so really wanted to solve them. pretty sick actually. an amazing film all around. an important film. decasia. oh, my. what to say about this film? is it an absolutely brilliant synthesis of moving pictures with avant garde symphony or an excercise in highbrow hipster wankerism? honestly, i can most sincerely make both arguments. being somewhat of a supreme filmgeek, i can appreciate what the the filmmaker and the composer are trying to do here. i really can. i think what they have produced is brilliant. it's beautiful. it's kinda creepy. it has to be seen to be believed. i can also see how anyone could say that "it ain't nothing but a bunch of goddamned splotches on film with music that makes me feel like i'm havin' some sorta bad trip". i can totally understand how someone could see this film and say, "i've always heard of shit like this, but, damn, this shit is kinda freakin' me out." as for the visuals, the whole schtick is the violence that has been done to the film itself. these are all films that were found in basements and such and has been soaked, burned or just simply rotted away. hence, the whole "symphony of decay" thing. i love the film, but i can appreciate how some folks would consider it nothing short of a massive waste of time. you either get it or you don't. love it or hate it. there really is very little middle ground with this one and i seem to have a foot in both camps. we lost about a third of the audience before it was over. i expected to lose more than that. tom hits his head is a freakin' gem of a short. the word that comes to mind is "clever". cleverly written. cleverly photographed. very clever art direction and design. cleverly acted and very, very cleverly edited. simultaneously funny as hell and creepy as fuck. it's a winner. yes? oui? ya? is a genius little retro reconsideration of "found" film. funny. cheesy. oddly erotic. visually and sonically yummy as hell. very, very fun. there were some lowlights as well. i'll spare them for this evening however as it's 2:30 in the am and i have absolutley got to get some snoozes. i've got lots o' cool pics to post as well. i missed shrub's speech but i've got it on tape. i'm sure i'll have something to say about that soon. 87 billion more bucks for the war that just keeps on giving? i need to sleep on that one for a bit. galaxie 500: "fourth of july" " i stayed at home on the fourth of july. i pulled the shades so i didn't have to see the sky. i decided to have a bed-in, but i forgot to invite anybody. " posted by downtown | 5:44 AM Friday, September 05, 2003
my unsolicited prediction: a year or two from now tenth grade girls across the nation will be scratching the words "go betty go!" on their trapper keepers and all the boys will be beyond smitten. and this will be a very good thing. original sinners: " whiskey for supper" "don't pass the bread. don't pass the butter. i'm makin' us whiskey for supper. spin the bottle. spin the bed. crazy in love or crazy instead? " posted by downtown | 3:01 PM busier 'n' shit lately. posting has been weird and sparse as of late. sorry. those of you who know me know that much of this due to the fact that the 6th annual channel islands film festival kicked off tonight. not much in the way of sleep and such lately. anyhoo, the opening rocked. the film, speeder kills is a gem. go betty go made averyone feel a little bit better about being alive afterwards. big fun. details later, pics now. lucky you. the man, the legend. mr. tony d. 
a recently mohawked julio with mr. luis alba, father of young kyle alba. .jpg)
julio catches me with freakishly small feet whilst apparently attempting to enunciate the word "poo". 
mr julio with the incontrovertible rock and roll yumminess that is go betty go. 
cat power: "he war" "you were here. you were here. don't look back.." posted by downtown | 6:17 AM ok. quick. who uttered this utter otherworldly bullshit bomb with a straight face before congressional leaders yesterday? "-------- said Thursday the Bush administration has been pushing for months for a new U.N. resolution to internationalize the force in Iraq, but it took the bombing of the U.N. headquarters in Baghdad to change the "atmosphere in New York." if you guessed "Deputy Defense Secretary Paul Wolfowitz" you get five gold stars and a piece of pork. wait. it goes even further down the freakin' rabbit hole. some more: Seeking a new U.N. resolution, he said, "didn't sort of emerge out of nowhere a few days ago." "It's been on our agenda ever since the fall of Baghdad," Wolfowitz said. He described last month's deadly bombing of the U.N. headquarters in Baghdad as a "breakthrough -- a sad one" -- in bringing the international community aboard. "The bombing of the U.N. headquarters, I think, changed the atmosphere in New York and it looks like we can move forward in that area," he said. (-em mine) pardon me, but, what the fuck? has wolfie finally gone stark raving looooony-ass fucking mad? i'm dead serious. has he just completely dropped off the deep fucking end? or is it the fact the wasn't under oath? i have been saying for quite sometime that, though these are evil, lying bastards for the most part, i thought that their biggest problem was that they seem to be affected most by what my rather loquacious grandmother would have referred to as "believing your own bullshit" syndrome. it's easy to scoff when the chief of staff of the army testifies that it will take "several hundred thousand soldiers" to secure post war iraq when you just absolutely know in your heart that he's wrong. he's wrong because he hadn't read the script. we won't need "hundreds of thousands of soldiers" to impose order on a population that will greet us with rose petals and their deeply held appreciation of thomas jefferson. when you start believing your own bullshit, you can't be proven wrong. these folks were so damned confident in their assumptions that they just flat out never allowed for or planned for any other possibility than the one handed to them by the PNAC/AEI crew. folks, it's time for an intervention. you know how sometimes one of your friends, one of your relatives starts to get... ..well, kinda kooky, loopy in a dangerous way. you get that person's chums, their folks together and let him/her know, "babe, you're kinda freakin' us out." i mean i absolutley believe that our president, much as he has said more than once, really does believe that he's essentially on a "mission from god". i think that he really does think that he is fulfilling god's will on earth and that he has some divinely significant role to play in some sort of left behind/end times sorta way. creepy as fuck if ya ask me. these folks are so far removed from reality that, when and if the indictments start to fly, that at least a few of them may have a fairly workable "insanity" defense. if i were wolfie's defense counsel in such a trial, this would be my exhibit "A". bikini kill: "carnival" " i'll win that motley crue mirror if it fucking kills me! " posted by downtown | 4:19 AM Monday, September 01, 2003 dorks on parade and sartre corrected in unremarkable seaside town. 
it is said that sartre once remarked that, "hell is other people". not quite. hell is actually an uncomfortable proximity to other people while those people are engaged in something referred to as "competetive theatresports". i came to this conclusion earlier today after regretably accepting free tickets to something called the improvaganza! being held in our fair city on this otherwise lovely holiday weekend. "Improvising might be a nightmare for some, but watching other people make stuff up on stage is always enjoyable." once again, not quite. the 90 minutes i willingly gave to the observation of such tragedy, time that is gone forever, sadly, were some of the most excruciating minutes i've ever, ever endured. it was a wretchedness that seemingly would not cease. some disclaimers: i was a theatre geek. i started doing community theatre when i was 11. my first part was in a vonnegut play called "happy birthday, wanda june" that was directed by a fellow who referred to himself as "the last remaining beatnik" in his bio. my dad played the part of a vacuum cleaner salesman who was a suitor my 'mom'. it opened a whole new freakin' world to me. i was hooked. i was prince, nay, king of the theatre geeks in my high school. i was good. i was writing one act plays that our drama club was taking to competitions all around the state in 10th grade. by my senior i had a posse. i kid you not. of course they were all other theatre geeks and, therefore, pretty insignificant in the social darwinian dynamic of a large suburban high school. but, hey, at least we weren't band geeks, who in the strange and curious social milieu of said suburban high school, are so untouchable as to be almost radioactive. plus i had the dual notoriety of being not only czar of theatre dorklandistan, but also to be achingly, achingly in a way that one really has to be 17 years old to really achieve, punk rock. i somehow became the "crazy punker guy" that it was "cool" to be tight with. the straights, the social ladder higher ups and whatnot thought it was cool to have me at their party. whatever. anyway, i digress. what i am trying to say here is that i have a rather bulletproof understanding of the genus thespia dorkus majorus. these are my people in a sense. i sometimes feel like a monarch in a voluntary exile. *sigh* after what i witnessed today, i have to say that should i ever choose to reclaim my throne, these folks will indeed be the first against the wall. the display of well intentioned but irretrievable wretchedness which i was subjected to today, of my own volition i'll admit, is just inexplicable. it was all delivered with an almost evil "old college try"-type cheerfulness and vigor that i was actually quite taken aback when it produced a suprising depth of sympathy with these poor, poor folks, however. you know how sometimes you go see a band or a play or some such performance and they are just so bad you feel sorry for them? they're trying the best that they can, but, for whatever reason, what's coming out is just rank-ass high holy suck? maybe some folks boo and you wish they'd just give those performing a break and let them finish. ever seen a performance that was so awful it made you feel uncomfortable? i have. anyone who has seen "whose line is it anyway?" has some understanding of what is involved here. except this has somehow regrettably become a competition. troupes of 4 or five unfortunate dolts compete as teams with other troupes in a yuk-yuk attempt at something approaching professional wrestling. another departure from the "whose line...?" model is that often the television show is actually funny. the troupes were creepily similiar. they usually consisted of one person who could possibly be construed, on a good day, as funny. not funny ha-ha. more like one chuckle-bob hope funny. funny that is digested and processed in about a quarter of a second. they generally had an even male/female membership. they could all be described as ZANY! they have names like "bob!" or "jennifer!" or "greg!". they all had at least one member who was painfully uncomfortable and almost never part of the action. one girl in particular comes to mind in this respect, "liba!". she was mid/late twenties, very small, very honky, painfully dorky, (dorky in that post-grad "i know more about carniverous plants, lesser pitcher plants in particular, than all but about 4 people in the entire history of the world" kinda way.) and in way over her head. naturally, i immediately fell in love with her. i couldn't help it. i have this thing for dorky white girls, for wonky-types. i make no apologies. of course she could hardly compete for my affections with one of the judges. good golly. i've seen her before, on the bus actually. just absoluetly gorgeous, stunning in that dorky white girl kinda way. honestly, one of the most beautiful women i've ever seen. and here she was as a judge of this horrid, horrid affair. it got me to thinking about the twisted rationalizations we sometimes find ourselves constructing to make dating someone who may have some rather disturbing culture/character flaws but, nonetheless have got something else that's just too yummy. "ok, so maybe she's a republican who owns not one, but two limp bizkit records. maybe her fave film is the 'how will we explain this to the future?' despicable mess that is 'patch adams'. maybe she doesn't know who tennessee williams was. but, my god, that ass!" it was disconcerting to say the least. the various teams were constantly asking for suggestions for occupations or motivations from the audience. this is how the fuel the 'zany-ness!'. (admittedly, there were about 20 people in the audience that weren't other 'improvaganza!' competitors. plus, i think most of us were there with free tickets.) towards the end of the competition one of the troupes asked for a title of a beat poem that was never written. i replied "the ass master's tale, dig?" rather loudly and before anyone else said anything. everyone laughed. this was ignored and they asked for a common household appliance. someone said 'toaster'. so, they made up a beat poem about a toaster. it was the saddest thing i have ever seen. result: tragedy. regardless, i am glad that these folks have found some sort of outlet. i really am. i just want to say to some of them: maybe you really are a CPA. maybe you should leave those thespian dreams back in 1987,1977,1967 where they belong. what i witnessed today was sad in so many ways. hell, i want to weep at the very thought. sometimes i ramble. sorry. pulp: "sorted for e's and wizz" "...and you want to call your mother and say, 'mother, i can never go home again' cuz i seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere... ...somewhere in a field in hampshire, allright...." posted by downtown | 3:31 AM |
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