September 21, 2007 archive

PONY PARTY… a little bit more raw

it’s 6pm and i hope when you read this, i’ll be waiting for my plane at Newark airport… and not stuck somewhere else… heaven’s love!

Here’s an excerpt from a comment by KrisC, just reacting, just writing in the raw

Overheard in the Senate Shitter

I’d been sitting in a dive In Washington DC all day drinking slow-gin fizzes and eating boiled eggs out of a big jar on the bar.  No matter how much I drank, the waitress never got any prettier so I decided I’d tour The US Senate.

I had to go through a magnometer and it must have somehow affected my bowels because no sooner than I had entered, I felt (and heard) a rumbling in my gut that damned near brought me to my knees.

Pony Party: Moratorium

On the Third Friday of every month, starting this Friday, Take Action! Iraq

The Iraq Moratorium will be an escalating monthly series of actions demanding an end to the war. Starting on Friday, September 21 and on the third Friday of every month thereafter, we will take the time to show our President and Congress that our troops must be brought home, now!

Sign the pledge, DONATE!!, find an event in your area…..other suggestions


The NYTimes runs another fawning “America’s Mayor” piece on Rudy. The idiocy of trumpeting Rudy’s “leadership” is made manifest by this part:

Here is the rich irony for those who look askance at Mr. Giuliani’s myth-making moment. His march uptown should not have been necessary, many experts say.

Mr. Giuliani insisted in 1997 on placing his state-of-the-art emergency command center at 7 World Trade Center, mocking critics who warned that it was too close to a terror target. On Sept. 11, that building collapsed. Had the center been placed in Brooklyn, as a mayoral aide had suggested, the cameras might not have made a legend of a dust-shrouded mayor.

But there were other lapses of leadership amongst New York politicians that people forget. More.

The Morning News

The Morning News is an Open Thread

From Yahoo News Most Popular, Most Recommended

1 Rather: Government influencing newsrooms
By SAMANTHA GROSS, Associated Press Writer
1 hour, 21 minutes ago

NEW YORK – Dan Rather said Thursday that the undue influence of the government and large corporations over newsrooms spurred his decision to file a $70 million lawsuit against CBS and its former parent company.

“Somebody, sometime has got to take a stand and say democracy cannot survive, much less thrive with the level of big corporate and big government interference and intimidation in news,” he said on CNN’s “Larry King Live.”

“They sacrificed support for independent journalism for corporate financial gain, and in so doing, I think they undermined a lot at CBS News,” he told King.

Michael Medved And Genocide Denial

“Few opinions that I will express” are more certain that Michael Medved denies genocide. No, it is not an opinion, he literally denies genocide.

Reject the Lie of White “Genocide” Against Native Americans

Few opinions I’ve expressed on air have produced a more indignant, outraged reaction than my repeated insistence that the word “genocide” in no way fits as a description of the treatment of Native Americans by British colonists or, later, American settlers.

I’ve never denied that the 400 year history of American contact with the Indians includes many examples of white cruelty and viciousness — just as the Native Americans frequently (indeed, regularly) dealt with the European newcomers with monstrous brutality and, indeed, savagery. In fact, reading the history of the relationship between British settlers and Native Americans its obvious that the blood-thirsty excesses of one group provoked blood thirsty excesses from the other, in a cycle that listed with scant interruption for several hundred years.

Muse in the Morning

Muse in the Morning

The muses are ancient.  The inspirations for our stories were said to be born from them.  Muses of song and dance, or poetry and prose, of comedy and tragedy, of the inward and the outward.  In one version they are Calliope, Euterpe and Terpsichore, Erato and Clio, Thalia and Melpomene, Polyhymnia and Urania.

It has also been traditional to name a tenth muse.  Plato declared Sappho to be the tenth muse, the muse of women poets.  Others have been suggested throughout the centuries.  I don’t have a name for one, but I do think there should be a muse for the graphical arts.  And maybe there should be many more.

Please join us inside to celebrate our various muses…

Democrats Work: Kicking it Around

Looking back on Democrats this week, some people will remember Move On ads and Senate votes about troop rotations and all of those large national stories that grabbed the headlines.

Thirty Five kids will hold different memories of this week. They will remember playing soccer with players from the Colorado Rapids.

And then there are other people who will remember the mountains of trash they hauled away from the San Francisco shoreline, or the way they cleaned the Mud Creek Trail in Arkansas.

Democrats Work and a great group of partner organizations got outside again this week and showed that not all action has to wait for Washington.

Midnight Cowboying – My Case Against John Edwards

As you know, I don’t like John Edwards. See, I have a bless/curse of a photographic memory. I remember John Edwards, from when he entered the national stage taking the deposition in the Lewinsky fiasco during the Clinton Administration, to his cheerleading for the war in 2002. I also remember his platforms from 2004, which is why I am shocked he has reinvented himself once again.

But when he decided he wanted to be a populist this election cycle, I took that shit personally. The Farmer’s Alliance started in Lampasas, Texas in 1876, which later evolved in the Populist Party. So yeah, you could say I have little emotional attachment to the name. That is why I refuse to allow this pretender advance towards the throne.

Nothing sums up better some of the issues I have with John Edwards, than this interview on Meet the Press. When called to the mat for his constant reinventions as a candidate, he stands by his record, even though that does not reflect his rhetoric today. I have no idea why anyone would believe a word he says after this:

Books, Consumers, and Politics

Well it was a quiet evening in the suburbs. Ate a quiet dinner and decided to run some errands getting ready for the weekend of projects. Pretty quiet, very normal…then we decided to drop by the Border’s bookstore for a couple of CDs.

The discount book aisle is one of my favorite places at Borders. Usually it’s a place to find history books and gardening books. Tonight it was a place for laughs…then pondering.

$2.99 George W. Bush: Portrait of a Leader by Karen Hughes (Hardcover – Nov 5, 2005) Original Hardcover $24.99

$3.99  Living History by Hillary Rodham Clinton (Paperback – April 2004) Original Trade Paperback price $16.00

At the end of the aisle…a table full of books on Living Green and guess what is front and center? 
$15.95  Earth in the Balance: Ecology and the Human Spirit by Al Gore (Paperback – Oct 31, 2006)

American Gods are Fickle


Introduction:  Never eat coffee ice cream before bed, moreso if you don’t even like the coffee ice cream part, but are just mining the little pieces of Heath bar buried within. 

I had strange dreams I had to get up & outline on paper, just to purge them.  I am sure some is the result of reading Neil Gaiman’s “American Gods” and “Anansi Boys” as of late…. so this essay will be a recounting, strange and discordant as dreams often are.  I have added nothing to smooth the story line that didn’t actually occur in the dream, yet am sure by this morning I have left some things out by process of waking diffusion. 

I often have lucid dreams, those in which one is variably aware one is dreaming.  This one is stranger yet, as some of the experiences were so vivid as to be only first person experiences, yet at other times the dream entered a narrative where I spoke and told this story to him, this  Literary American God, who did, yet did not resemble any living man.  I have never dreamed a narrative before, a recounting like I was already telling this story here.

Also, my parents, who are long deceased often appear in my dreams as bit players, and I am never shocked to find them there, even though I know they can’t be on some level even while dreaming them.  In my dreams it is normal, and I shrug that off, even as I dream it. 

I dreamed of you last night.  You American Gods are so fickle.

I was lying in bed, reading your book, perhaps not THE (as you will see later, but I did not know then) book, but was so excited I had to read it nonetheless right to the last page.  The hour was late, in this cottage type abode we were in, and I heard my Dad telling my son and his friend it was far past lights out, gruffly.

I heard his friend scamper off to his own room, and my son imploring my Dad for a little time to read.  He was admonished “Its past midnight, time to sleep!”

It was 2:30 by the time I finished your amazing words.  I could not wait to meet you, wondering if I would meet the man most knew you to be, or if you would reveal your God-self to me.

writing in the raw: now

Turn it up a little louder… because here i am

i’m not going to explain anything to you … why explain it???

i’ll seduce you with wanting to know more… and let you figure it out on your own

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