March 2009


Nicely distilled here, by the ever-brilliant and truly wonderful Digby.

I want to break things when Big Media Man speaks for me. They know jack about what it is like to worry about money, or anything related to money, like, say, health care. And if our Media Superstars have souls, nor do their families.

Had a vacation. Checked out of the End Times Watch almost entirely. Very tempting to never watch news again, believe me.

While I was gone, I caught a whiff of this, which I found sort of remarkable on several levels, and because I’d been engaging in similar debates with some pals who actually think the Jake DeSantis‘ of the world are sympathetic figures.

So I couldn’t help but link some funny stuff I saw in response to…whatever it was that DeSantis was trying to accomplish in his twisted and comically and painfully un-self aware Galtian response to how he had been treated by various parties to his company’s (AIG) malignant and destructive international clusterfuck. He appears to be mad, even, at AIG!

The Rude Pundit gets my visceral response perfectly.

Matt Taibbi, who wrote a wonderful piece for Rolling Stone about the whole AIG mess, has much more urbane but only slightly less funny take.

Even those crazy hippies at Business Week appeared a bit taken aback.

Uh, Jake? You need to spend some time back here on planet Earth. It will do you some good.

…but most people aren’t getting it yet, but they will sooner or later.

The ever brilliant The Editors gets yet another one precisely and beautifully right.

I love The Editors, even while I disagree in principle with his robust defense of the lesser among us, not in the least reason being that the majority of said losers deserve what they get, particularly in light of basic education and desire motives, but I agree with The Editors in principle, virtually every time. I’m not stupid enough to dispute that the proverbial playing field is not exactly level.

My new get-rich-quick scheme involves some sort of Kevlar mattress, to save you money in.’

We are hosed. Man the decks now, and you’ll likely be OK.

Several people have pointed out newly-minted NY Times op-ed page replacement of William “Never Met a War I Didn’t Like Or Had to Fight In” Kristol, admittedly an incredibly high bar to clear, Ross Douthat’s fabulous young man recollection of an encounter he had with a college gal.

One successful foray ended on the guest bed of a high school friend’s parents, with a girl who resembled a chunkier Reese Witherspoon drunkenly masticating my neck and cheeks. It had taken some time to reach this point–“Do most Harvard guys take so long to get what they want?” she had asked, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I wasn’t sure what to say, but then I wasn’t sure this was what I wanted. My throat was dry from too much vodka, and her breasts, spilling out of pink pajamas, threatened my ability to. I was supposed to be excited, but I was bored and somewhat disgusted with myself, with her, with the whole business… and then whatever residual enthusiasm I felt for the venture dissipated, with shocking speed, as she nibbled at my ear and whispered–“You know, I’m on the pill…”

Now it is certain that I cannot speak for Ross, nor anyone else with any authority, our particular and often peculiar predilections being essentially infinite in their uniqueness, but I just have to add one thing, being a 50 year old guy who can now bone around corners due to the lack of *ahem* oak I once carried with me with youthful vigor, and that is this: When I was Ross’ age at the time (early-mid 20’s?), in that situation, rational or not, knowing I would regret it or not, “liking” her or not, hearing, “You know, I’m on the pill…” would’ve pretty much sealed the deal and now would be nothing but a very fond memory.

As in, mad dogs and AK-47’s admonishing my youthful desires and warning me of the consequences would have only given me pause, and I mean REALLY short pause.

A bunch of great takes from far better writers:

TBogg.

James Wolcott.

IOZ.

It’s hard (no pun intended) for me not to feel sorry for Mrs. Douthat reading that priceless little gem. Kudos are in order for Ross’ ability to control his base instincts.

Update: Not that there is anything wrong with being gay!

My great flaw as a blogger is taking too many things for obvious granted. There is absolutely no way in the world I could care less about Ross’ sexual desires…I assume they’re just as unique as everyone else’s.

I was so naive once upon a time.

Yes, I used to think John King, while not exactly the cat’s pajamas of journalists, was interested in…oh, let’s go with “reality.” Not so much “truth,” really, no, that would be too much to ask in the world in which we now watch our pundits let the flat-earthers have their say without comment, “There you have it, folks! How about that for some great yelling and screaming!”

This was the saddest excuse for journalism I’ve seen in at least 15 minutes, which is all the time J.K. should still be on the air after that blow job of President Dick.

I watched Matthews tonight, I’m watching Olbermann as I type, and I haven’t seen word ONE about Stewart’s interview with Cramer last night, even though it DID make the front pages of several prominent “news” outlets. Christ, my Mom heard about it on the radio. WGN talk radio in Chicago.

Disappointing, for sure, but entirely consistent with my world view.

No question at all the gag order is in effect.

Fight it, or slave for it. That’s pretty much what we’re down to.

Update: E-mail to NBC.com:

I found it awfully amusing, if terrifying, that the gag order was clearly in effect when it came to even your liberal shows not uttering a word about the Stewart-Cramer interview last night.

It’s a new world, and you should adapt to it. A desperate clinging to power is very unappealing. Think, “Mugabe.”

I watch Matthews almost religiously, I watch Olbermann from time to time especially lately, and I love the Maddow show because she’s just so damn smart and polite.

No WAY do they not talk about the Interview without orders not to do so.

With all due respect, fuck you. You’re missing a big money-maker, and that is the absolute rage felt by people on all sides of the political spectrum about reverse welfare. A corporation that can’t capitalize on widespread public rage deserves no investment.

Sincerely,

John O
IL

Update 2: Holy shit! Here’s a prediction I would bet the wife and kids on, if I had any: Shep Smith is not long for FOX “News.” This is VERY funny stuff. HUGE hat tip to John Cole for this work of art.

Update 3: Kudos to NBC. They’re floating a trial balloon with Maddow, to see if what she has to say sells, because she’s the first NBC employee to mention The Interview on TV air that I know of. I retract, if only a little since they’re still controlling who says what, my e-mail to NBC. Thank God they’re still curious about capitalism!

Update 4: Kudos are also in big order for Shepperd Smith at FOX. He MAY actually have a brain and conscience.

Update 5: Fuck you, NBC. You were OK with Rachel referring to it, but not talking about it. What a bunch of rich prick asshole anti-free speech losers you are.

Everyone has seen it by now, but Stewart’s “interview” (lecture? beating? populist channelling?) of Cramer last night was some of the most satisfying, compelling TV I’ve seen in a while. (OT: Kudos to Cramer for showing up, manning up, and it did appear he felt bad. He strikes me as a fundamentally decent person with a need to be famous.)

Now, if someone would do that to the political Talking Head moronosphere.

But in all the fuss over this, people may have missed another wonderfully cathartic piece of public information, sadly just a blog post, this one by Amanda, on the peculiar genius that is Caribou Barbie and her progeny, and especially the conundrum Bristol’s situation puts the conservative movement, and the whole thing is essentially all about Bewaring The Man.

I call the blog Beware the Man because Beware the Woman doesn’t work, no, not at all, and Amanda explains why.

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