Saturday, December 20, 2008

End times



By far the best, most concise and still technical enough way to follow the end of the world (economy) as we know it. Still, for some reason, this isn't a depressing thought. Am I being naive? Uninformed. Trust me, my optimism is not only steeped in Obama-rama. What then? I'll let you know when I figure it out. Till then, it's a damn good show. Talk about reality-TV.

From Oprah's "Big Give" to that show where millionaires go undercover to find deserving people to give a wad of cash to, TV entertainment has moved from greed and humiliation based shows to philanthropy. Not such a bad thing, eh?

All of this is part of a trend I've been seeing and talking about with others lately. A move towards humility and gravitas, sobriety and maybe even solemnity. Unquestionably there's a pragmatism, at least economically, but it's more than that. There's a blurb in The New Yorker recently about how businesses are using less flashy, more restrained and simply designed bags or packaging for their stores and products. Perhaps not so much in other parts of the country, but here in NYC, where we travel to and fro together, there's beginning to be a noticeable absence of haggard (or just gag inducing) women (or, see below, their boyfriends) using their well-worn Victoria's Secret bags for every-day portage, with all the damaging mental images they bring. Thank you, economic downturn, thank you.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Moral Majority is dead! (Well at least the guy that coined the term.)


And it's about time. Relax, he was in ill health for some time and was super-old. But, really, when you help foment a movement as destructive and backward as this has been, you're just asking for it. Asking for what? Asking to have your grave danced on, punk! Oh no you didn't! Oh yes, I did.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Kissinger on Charlie Rose

When asked what he would call these times of upheaval we are experiencing, Kissinger paused, thought and responded, "Perhaps, a time of Compatible Interests." Word? Has the realist thinker in international affairs of days gone by become an optimist, an internationalist?

Revelation: Macabees Revisited (or: Festival of Slights)


Watching BBC World on PBS the other day; and to my shock, discomposure and disorientation, I was shown something I had heard and read about but not ever seen shown on TV: kippah'd and taleet wearing Israeli-jewish settlers living on Palestinian land (according to internationally recognized borders), throwing rocks down a hill onto non-violent Palestinian civilians in the town below--just because.

(Plainly, there's not much to do out in the desert. Things can get a bit tense with one group on the top of the hill praying and bobbing and swaying, and the other at the bottom kneeling and bowing and praying... and praying and bowing and squatting and kneeling! Oh my!)

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Hard Times (or: "May you live in interesting times.")


Sometimes it feels thrilling to live in this world, in this time. To know not the end of history and, if not, then the most we can know for sure is that things change, necessarily. So, as to what will happen to our “city on a hill,” one can only wonder. That’s part of the thrill. It's also the faith that it can’t get worse, or won’t. But really, it can. It’s hard to imagine, since, to remember a similar time would require memories I don’t contain. Not that memories are terribly reliable anyway.

My hundred-year-old grandmother has them, memories; in fact, that’s all she seems to have left. Crisp as digital video from some ancient Greek orator, her youth of first-generation east coast, big city American Jewish. But there’s no connection to now, so far as I can tell, no comparison of memory to present, no comfort in knowing. Though, too, she doesn’t remember the unhappy news of today tomorrow, at least she’s spared that knowledge.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Jesus Christ.

It's well established that I'm an avid fan, if not "cybercriminal," of The Economist. But this horizontal bar graph providing the extent of various cyber-crimes is about as aesthetically pleasing as getting a peak at the ass-vertical of the delivery guy. I mean, c'mon: I'm no wardrobe person, or as it's called, "stylist," but the guy looks like a gay-prisoner from a 1920's cartoon or silent film, who now out of jail decides not to get out of his silk horizontaled bar pattern, but put on some dark cat-burglar gloves and go cyber-hacking, obviously worried that he might get his fingerprints on what is ostensibly his personal computer. And what's with the leer? It's about as threatening as bag of pasta. As well, cybercriminals aren't toughs. The ones doing the actually hacking or designing the software, they're gamers and role-players--computer dorks. No doubt some do indeed get rather large from all that lack of activity (I shouldn't talk), sitting there couch-bound and hungry.

If you were wondering why I would know the word "stylist," good catch. I was seeing one for a little while. Good girl. And cool. Client of note: The creepy yet attractive Olson Twin's clothing line photo-shoot. Unfortunately, the two weren't modeling; only one of them was there, and to just give the final nod. What happened? Well, I never saw the results because I didn't hang around much longer--definitely more of an "I'm a moron" move-on. Big eyes. Infectious laugh. Loud. Tough.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Say whaaa?


Apparently, the new pirates aren't as cool as I thought: the ships and crews they've captured and are ransoming are traveling on the high seas unarmed! Say whaaa? I mean Jesus H. Hockey-sticks, how is this possible?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Totally. Bad. Ass.


I know ever place already has it, especially here in NY. I didn't watch the network news last night, so I don't know if they covered it. But check it out, it's not just the cover, they did entire articles!

I love these guys (The Yes Men). They did a fake press conference a few years back, in Louisiana, pretending to be HUD official, fooling local media and government officials, declaring that New Orleans housing projects would not be closed as had been planned, allowing residents homeless from Katrina to move back in. The hoax was less about the planned closure and more a critique of the federal governments inaction in response to the ongoing housing crisis in NO post-Katrina. Coincidentally enough, achem, last winter I wrote a paper about this very topic at a time when riots were breaking out in downtown New Orleans over what was to be done for public and affordable housing in the city. (Warning: it's loooong.)

Friday, November 7, 2008

That bitch is crazy! #62

Iran’s parliament sacked the interior minister, Ali Kordan, an ally of President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, for falsely claiming to have an honorary degree from Oxford University. --The Economist


"How much of a fraud is Bozell? In 1998, Bozell claimed the media weren't paying enough attention to Monica Lewinsky -- at a time when there were 500 news reports a day on the topic. Now he's alternately claiming Obama is a "socialist" and a "Reaganite." And in his column last week, he complained that a recent Project for Excellence in Journalism study overstated the extent of negative coverage of Obama by including "talk-radio hosts from Rush Limbaugh to Randi Rhodes" who are supposed to "express an opinion." But that complaint is completely false. The study in question specifically excluded talk radio. It's right there in the study's methodology: "Talk radio stories, which are part of PEJ's regular NCI, were not included in this campaign study of tone." If Brent Bozell tells you the sun is shining, you better grab an umbrella." --Media Matters for America

Monday, November 3, 2008

Pre-election roundup of what others state better than I

I will say this: yay! it's finally over. Now the media can go back to covering things even more inconsequential to our lives...

Of course you all know my love for Hitchens, whom I haven't heard much from lately. Here he sums up the worst of the increasingly negative, distorted, and base sentiments from McCain-Palin. Not that it matters at this point, except for how McCain will be remembered by history.

I know, I know--it's The New Yorker. But it's good stuff, if not for the more partisan politics of "spreading the wealth" part, than for the always spot on and easily accessible economics of the second. The third is about the apparently only true "maverick" in the Republican party.

Try the links, they may still be available.

Like, Socialism

by Hendrik Hertzberg

Sometimes, when a political campaign has run out of ideas and senses that the prize is slipping through its fingers, it rolls up a sleeve and plunges an arm, shoulder deep, right down to the bottom of the barrel. The problem for John McCain, Sarah Palin, and the Republican Party is that the bottom was scraped clean long before it dropped out. Back when the polls were nip and tuck and the leaves had not yet begun to turn, Barack Obama had already been accused of betraying the troops, wanting to teach kindergartners all about sex, favoring infanticide, and being a friend of terrorists and terrorism. What was left? The anticlimactic answer came as the long Presidential march of 2008 staggered toward its final week: Senator Obama is a socialist.

“This campaign in the next couple of weeks is about one thing,” Todd Akin, a Republican congressman from Missouri, told a McCain rally outside St. Louis. “It’s a referendum on socialism.” “With all due respect,” Senator George Voinovich, Republican of Ohio, said, “the man is a socialist.” At an airport rally in Roswell, New Mexico, a well-known landing spot for space aliens, Governor Palin warned against Obama’s tax proposals. “Friends,” she said, “now is no time to experiment with socialism.” And McCain, discussing those proposals, agreed that they sounded “a lot like socialism.” There hasn’t been so much talk of socialism in an American election since 1920, when Eugene Victor Debs, candidate of the Socialist Party, made his fifth run for President from a cell in the Atlanta Federal Penitentiary, where he was serving a ten-year sentence for opposing the First World War. (Debs got a million votes and was freed the following year by the new Republican President, Warren G. Harding, who immediately invited him to the White House for a friendly visit.)

As a buzzword, “socialism” had mostly good connotations in most of the world for most of the twentieth century. That’s why the Nazis called themselves national socialists. That’s why the Bolsheviks called their regime the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, obliging the socialist and social democratic parties of Europe (and America, for what it was worth) to make rescuing the “good name” of socialism one of their central missions. Socialists—one thinks of men like George Orwell, Willy Brandt, and Aneurin Bevan—were among Communism’s most passionate and effective enemies.

The United States is a special case. There is a whole shelf of books on the question of why socialism never became a real mass movement here. For decades, the word served mainly as a cudgel with which conservative Republicans beat liberal Democrats about the head. When Barry Goldwater and Ronald Reagan accused John F. Kennedy and Lyndon Johnson of socialism for advocating guaranteed health care for the aged and the poor, the implication was that Medicare and Medicaid would presage a Soviet America. Now that Communism has been defunct for nearly twenty years, though, the cry of socialism no longer packs its old punch. “At least in Europe, the socialist leaders who so admire my opponent are upfront about their objectives,” McCain said the other day—thereby suggesting that the dystopia he abhors is not some North Korean-style totalitarian ant heap but, rather, the gentle social democracies across the Atlantic, where, in return for higher taxes and without any diminution of civil liberty, people buy themselves excellent public education, anxiety-free health care, and decent public transportation.

The Republican argument of the moment seems to be that the difference between capitalism and socialism corresponds to the difference between a top marginal income-tax rate of 35 per cent and a top marginal income-tax rate of 39.6 per cent. The latter is what it would be under Obama’s proposal, what it was under President Clinton, and, for that matter, what it will be after 2010 if President Bush’s tax cuts expire on schedule. Obama would use some of the added revenue to give a break to pretty much everybody who nets less than a quarter of a million dollars a year. The total tax burden on the private economy would be somewhat lighter than it is now—a bit of elementary Keynesianism that renders doubly untrue the Republican claim that Obama “will raise your taxes.”

On October 12th, in conversation with a voter forever to be known as Joe the Plumber, Obama gave one of his fullest summaries of his tax plan. After explaining how Joe could benefit from it, whether or not he achieves his dream of owning his own plumbing business, Obama added casually, “I think that when you spread the wealth around, it’s good for everybody.” McCain and Palin have been quoting this remark ever since, offering it as prima-facie evidence of Obama’s unsuitability for office. Of course, all taxes are redistributive, in that they redistribute private resources for public purposes. But the federal income tax is (downwardly) redistributive as a matter of principle: however slightly, it softens the inequalities that are inevitable in a market economy, and it reflects the belief that the wealthy have a proportionately greater stake in the material aspects of the social order and, therefore, should give that order proportionately more material support. McCain himself probably shares this belief, and there was a time when he was willing to say so. During the 2000 campaign, on MSNBC’s “Hardball,” a young woman asked him why her father, a doctor, should be “penalized” by being “in a huge tax bracket.” McCain replied that “wealthy people can afford more” and that “the very wealthy, because they can afford tax lawyers and all kinds of loopholes, really don’t pay nearly as much as you think they do.” The exchange continued:

YOUNG WOMAN: Are we getting closer and closer to, like, socialism and stuff?. . .
MCCAIN: Here’s what I really believe: That when you reach a certain level of comfort, there’s nothing wrong with paying somewhat more.

For her part, Sarah Palin, who has lately taken to calling Obama “Barack the Wealth Spreader,” seems to be something of a suspect character herself. She is, at the very least, a fellow-traveller of what might be called socialism with an Alaskan face. The state that she governs has no income or sales tax. Instead, it imposes huge levies on the oil companies that lease its oil fields. The proceeds finance the government’s activities and enable it to issue a four-figure annual check to every man, woman, and child in the state. One of the reasons Palin has been a popular governor is that she added an extra twelve hundred dollars to this year’s check, bringing the per-person total to $3,269. A few weeks before she was nominated for Vice-President, she told a visiting journalist—Philip Gourevitch, of this magazine—that “we’re set up, unlike other states in the union, where it’s collectively Alaskans own the resources. So we share in the wealth when the development of these resources occurs.” Perhaps there is some meaningful distinction between spreading the wealth and sharing it (“collectively,” no less), but finding it would require the analytic skills of Karl the Marxist.

Greasing the Slide

by James Surowiecki

“Death by a thousand cuts.” “Fire-sale liquidation.” “A vortex of selling.” No matter how people described the market collapse that hit a month ago, the message was the same: it felt like there was nowhere to go but down, and it felt like we’d be going there forever. (Given last week’s dip, it still does.) Beginning on September 29th, the U.S. stock market fell on nine of the next ten trading days, plummeting twenty-six per cent; then, after a short, sharp rally, it lost ten per cent more in less than two days. Explanations for the crash often focussed on the hysteria and panic that periodically seem to seize investors. But the madness of crowds wasn’t the whole story. In a healthy market, there are countercyclical forces—mechanisms and institutions that go against the general market trend and encourage diversity of thinking—that make it harder for feedback loops and vicious cycles to take hold. Lately, though, many of these institutions and mechanisms have become procyclical: instead of countering trends, they amplify them.

Take, for instance, the credit rating agencies, which investors rely upon for evaluations of companies’ creditworthiness and general financial well-being. They are supposed to be a kind of early-warning system for investors, evaluating the health of companies in a way that’s insulated from prevailing market trends. Yet many studies have found that rating agencies are more likely to upgrade companies when investors are bullish and downgrade them when investors are bearish. This makes rating changes less useful to investors and also means that they push the market in the direction it’s already going. On October 9th, Standard & Poor’s announced, late in the day, that it was considering downgrading G.M. That helped an already shaky market fall four per cent in the final hour of trading.

Wall Street analysts have also been good at pouring gasoline on a raging fire. Analysts’ ability to take the long view and scrutinize company fundamentals should make them a counterweight whenever investors get too giddy or too gloomy. And sometimes it works that way: last fall, when investors were still relatively optimistic about banks, Oppenheimer’s Meredith Whitney correctly forecast serious trouble for the industry. More often, though, we see what the U.C.L.A. finance professor Bradford Cornell calls “positive feedback between stock price movements and analyst recommendations.” In other words, analysts often end up following the market, rather than leading it. In the case of a sell-off, this tends to make a bad situation worse. Earlier this month, Goldman Sachs downgraded steel companies like AK Steel. A bold call, you might think, except that it came only after AK Steel’s stock had fallen nearly seventy-five per cent in two months.

Rating agencies and Wall Street analysts are always with us. But the most destructive procyclical force in today’s market is relatively new—hedge funds. There’s an irony here: hedge funds have been touted as a great countercyclical force. Because hedge-fund investors, unlike mutual-fund investors, usually can’t pull their money out on a daily basis, the funds were supposed to be able to take a longer-term view and pursue contrarian strategies (like the hedge-fund manager John Paulson’s huge bets against the subprime bubble). Because they can follow myriad investment strategies—selling short as well as going long, trading derivatives, and so on—they were supposed to add diversity to the market. And the growing influence of hedge funds did indeed coincide with a decline in market volatility. A study by the Federal Reserve Bank of Cleveland showed that hedge funds generally made markets more stable.

Unfortunately, what was true of normal markets has turned out to be irrelevant in a crisis. Hedge-fund investors can’t ask for their money back tomorrow, but they commonly can ask for it at the end of any quarter, and after the market’s tumble this summer many of them did just that—to the tune of more than forty billion dollars in September alone, according to one estimate. The funds had to raise cash to meet those redemptions, which led them to dump stocks seemingly without regard to price. This colossal liquidation led stocks with a high percentage of hedge-fund ownership to fall, in some cases, forty or fifty per cent in a matter of weeks. The problem was magnified by the fact that the funds inevitably piggyback on one another’s trades, which made the selling feed on itself. And the faster funds’ positions shrank the more shares they had to sell in order to raise cash. The process was made still more destructive by many hedge funds’ reliance on leverage—funds often make bets totalling four or five times their capital. On the way up, leverage is great for maximizing returns. On the way down, it’s great at maximizing pain.

The great paradox of the sell-off, then, is that the factors that were supposed to increase the flow of information to investors, foster long-term thinking, and encourage contrarian positions did exactly the opposite. If there’s a silver lining in all this, it’s that investors who can endure past the present moment now have the chance to buy what at least look like very cheap stocks. Still, it’s not surprising that investors have been unwilling to step up. It’s hard enough to catch a falling knife. But it’s nearly impossible when hedge funds are hurling it.

(Only the first page, of the following article--it's long.)

Odd Man Out

Chuck Hagel’s Republican exile.

by Connie Bruck

In early June, Senators Chuck Hagel and John McCain met in Hagel’s office on Capitol Hill. McCain, the presumptive Republican Presidential nominee, considered Hagel—a fellow-Republican and the senior senator from Nebraska—among his closest friends in Congress. Six months earlier, in December, 2007, McCain’s campaign manager, Rick Davis, had asked Hagel to endorse McCain and campaign with him in the upcoming primaries. Hagel had demurred. Even after McCain became the presumptive nominee, in March, Hagel, asked repeatedly on the Sunday-morning talk shows whether he was going to endorse him, remained noncommittal.

In Washington, the men’s friendship was well known, and unsurprising. Both were hard-driving, politically conservative, hot-tempered, and humorous. They had served in Vietnam and were known as independent thinkers, averse to Party orthodoxy. And although they could be self-deprecating, they had a penchant for righteousness that did not endear them to many colleagues. McCain had campaigned in Nebraska for Hagel in 1996, during Hagel’s first Senate race, which he won in an upset against Ben Nelson, the former Nebraska governor (and current Democratic senator). A photograph in Hagel’s office shows him newly elected, with the five other senators who were Vietnam veterans: McCain, Bob Kerrey, Chuck Robb, John Kerry, and Max Cleland, who lost both legs and an arm in the war. Cleland, seated in a wheelchair, has made a joke, which they all seem to be enjoying. But Hagel and McCain didn’t become close until, about a year and a half later, McCain read a story about Hagel and the Nebraska gubernatorial race in Roll Call, the Capitol Hill newspaper. As the article recounted, Jon Christensen, the onetime front-runner in the 1998 Republican primary, had attacked his opponent with a harsh negative mailer in the final days before the election. Hagel and other Party officials in Nebraska, who had said that they would remain neutral, scolded Christensen and declared that his tactics “embarrassed Nebraska.” Christensen lost by a large margin. The story quoted Hagel as saying, “The most dangerous element of our political future in this country is candidates who debase and degrade the political process by straight-out lies and misleading spots on television. It’s a cancer to our system.” Hagel told me that McCain came to his office to talk to him about the article and said, “You know, I’m really proud of you for doing that. Not many people would have done it.”

In 2000, when McCain first ran for President, Hagel was one of only four senators who endorsed him, and he became co-chair of the McCain campaign. McCain lost in the South Carolina primary after evangelicals led by Pat Robertson and Ralph Reed rallied the Christian right to George W. Bush. A smear campaign in the state suggested that McCain had fathered Bridget, the Bangladeshi orphan he and his wife, Cindy, adopted in 1993. Hagel declared that Bush had “sold his soul to the right wing” and called Bush’s campaign “the filthiest” he had ever seen. McCain was invited to speak at the 2000 Republican National Convention, and Hagel was allotted three minutes for the introduction. Moments before he was to walk onstage, a member of Bush’s team told him that he would have only ninety seconds. Hagel excoriated the man with a ferocity that McCain would have appreciated—and he delivered his three-minute speech.

After September 11, 2001, differences in Hagel’s and McCain’s views on foreign policy became sharper, and more consequential. Hagel, a member of the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations, is an ardent internationalist—“All of us are touched by every event that unfolds in every corner of the world,” he often says. An advocate for a strong military, he also believes that military force should be the last tool of statecraft. McCain has an almost religious belief in American exceptionalism and the merits of using military force to protect the nation’s interests and promote its values. (“Whatever sacrifices you must bear,” he told young men and women at the U.S. Naval Academy, in October, 2001, “you will know a happiness far more sublime than pleasure.”) In the months after the September 11th attacks, he became an enthusiastic promoter of war in Iraq. In early January, 2002, as warplanes took off for Afghanistan, McCain stood on the flight bridge of the U.S.S. Theodore Roosevelt, an aircraft carrier in the Arabian Sea, and yelled, “Next up, Baghdad!” Hagel, who was on the trip with the same congressional delegation, told a reporter, “I think it would be wrong, very shortsighted, and very dangerous for the United States to unilaterally move on Iraq.”

Despite misgivings about the Bush Administration’s buildup to war—misgivings that Hagel aired repeatedly in public—he voted for the October, 2002, war resolution. (He has since said that he regrets his vote.) On the Senate floor, he declared, “Actions in Iraq must come in the context of an American-led, multilateral approach to disarmament, not as the first case for a new American doctrine involving the preëmptive use of force.” He also expressed fear about what he calls “the uncontrollables”—the unpredictable consequences of military action—and about America’s limited knowledge of the Middle East. “How many of us really know and understand Iraq, the country, the history, the people, and the role in the Arab world?” he asked. “The American people must be told of this long-term commitment, risk, and cost of this undertaking. We should not be seduced by the expectations of dancing in the streets.” In September, 2004, he called the situation in Iraq “beyond pitiful.” Senator John Kerry, in a debate with President Bush in the 2004 campaign, quoted Hagel’s comment, which rankled Hagel’s Republican colleagues. Hagel has frequently described the Administration’s “war on terror” as ill-conceived sloganeering and has argued that, in addition to fighting terrorism, we must fight the poverty and despair that enable terrorism to flourish. In a committee hearing in early 2007, he denounced the Bush Administration’s proposed “surge” strategy, which McCain strongly supported, as “the most dangerous foreign-policy blunder in this country since Vietnam.”

Little late, but, um, it's me, so...

For Poe fans or anyone who likes a bit of gore; especially involving animals. Here's my only academic output, so far this fall: a meditation on the short story, "The Black Cat." Enjoy.

(In body and as attachment--it's long for a blog, I know.)


Mad He Is Not

So claims the protagonist, for he dares not “expect nor solicit” the reader to believe his story. Of course it is just this initial proclamation that belies his true state. The character goes on to say that although his “senses reject their own evidence,” he does “not dream” either. In what is perhaps one of the first pieces of literature to prefigure the oncoming field of psychology, specifically abnormal psychology, Poe’s short story The Black Cat delivers unto the world a fiend, a sociopath of the first order, a man obsessed—with his sanity, with his nature, with evil, and, of course, with a particular bête noire, more demon than animal.

Dissociation and sociopathy are two key psychological traits Poe grants his narrator; both in the admission by the latter of his inability to find causation in the series of events that have unfolded, and the increasing lack of empathy he displays towards those around him (feline and otherwise: namely, his wife). The condemned man writes his tale, he argues, hoping for “some intellect more calm, more logical, and far less excitable than [his] own, which will perceive…nothing more than ordinary succession of very natural cause and effects.” The implication being that the he himself, suffering an acute dissociation—a disconnection from reality—cannot. Apparently the logic and reason that every human being is endowed with—at least according to the previous era’s Enlightenment thinkers and Poe’s contemporary Utilitarians—has escaped the grasp of this poor fellow. Perhaps Poe was taking exception to this rigid structure and design of human consciousness, as presented by his intellectual forbearers. Further, he could be suggesting that the way in which traumatic experiences and their cascading emotions can overcome and overwhelm a “normal” psychological disposition.

In the story, the catalyst of the anti-hero’s turn towards the dark side is the “Fiend Intemperance;” i.e., drinking alcohol. This darker world he moves in is one without reason, logic or order; but, also, one removed from joy and the lacking of a connectedness to others. In the soon to be common nomenclature of the 20th century: a sociopath. First, he becomes abusive to his previously beloved animals. (This activity now being a tell-tale—no pun intended—sign of a child or adolescent predisposed to sociopathic behavior, and crucial indicator within the serial-killer “profile.”) Next, to his wife he “offered her personal violence.” This act marks the transition from troubled alcoholic to the depraved indifference of a killer. It is soon after he fixates his hatred and retribution upon the cat, Pluto. For what is it to pluck the eye of a cat in return for a superficial wound inflicted by “the beast,” if the beating of a spouse is no cause for compunction?

Again in rebuke to the Enlightenment, the notions of free will and of the intellect over physicality are questioned to the extent that external forces affect the actions and thoughts of an individual (or of the group, as well, but not of purpose here). The man in the story, while over a hundred years ahead of his time in labeling alcoholism as a disease, blames his actions and disposition on his drinking; another psychological defect: blame avoidance. It should be no surprise then that Poe was living and writing in the era of early communist and socialist thinkers, some of their theories being dependent on the idea of structuralism—where humanity is shaped by the structures within which it lives, vices included.

Perverse He Is

Only when a man cares for nothing, is he free to do anything.

After dear Pluto regains a sense of normalcy, granted an eye sort, the scoundrel of man truly begins to take shape. To be expected even at this point, while he had initially felt some “remorse” at his injurious act, his “soul remained untouched,” and the man is left with a feeling of “irritation” about the animal. Here Poe lays down one last coat of paint that will color and mask the malefactor’s psyche, his “final and irrevocable overthrow.” An admitted “spirit of PERVERSNESS” is to become his ultimate obsession. What Poe means by “perverseness” goes beyond mere recalcitrance or even abnormality, and still further than immorality. An obsessive malevolence draws nearer the magnitude and depravity of which the man is endowed.

Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such? …It was this unfathomable longing of the soul to vex itself—to offer violence to its own nature—that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute.

Finally the true offending brute is revealed, and it is not the cat, but himself. He is both the source and the focus of the violence. Self-destruction, self-immolation, in a word, one German word: selbstzerstörung, or self-destruction. If “perpetual inclination [is] to violate that which is Law,” what more than the inborn law of self-preservation is there to be broken? If life is a gift granted to the world, then what better form of refutation, of perverseness.

It is in this frame of mind the protagonist hangs his cat from the tree in the yard thusly. Here, Poe takes on the religious language of sin and damnation. As shown above, he “hung it because [he] knew that in doing so [he] was committing a sin.” And consequently, “jeopardize [his] immortal soul…even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of…God.” An intentional transgression plays out bringing forth not only self-destruction but self-damnation. Even Adam and Eve knew not their fate for their own act of willful defiance, yet this man clamors for retribution still.

Such is found briskly, in a more modern phrase, Western-worded and Eastern-conceptualized: instant-karma. The couple’s house is set aflame the very same evening of the cat’s demise. However, only after this immolation, the dead cat—in his mind, anyway—to blame, does the villain’s true obsession begin. He confesses: “My entire worldly wealth was swallowed up, and I resigned myself thenceforth to despair.” But it was not a lonely despair; the man soon finds another cynosure for his perverseness—a new feline descends upon the scene.

She Fell Bodily

Predictably enough, by the by our man comes to loathe the new animal as much as the first, and again he is possessed from within. The cycle begins again.

Evil thoughts became my sole intimates—the darkest and most evil of thoughts. The moodiness of my usual temper increased to a hatred of all mankind…a fury to which I now blindly abandoned myself, my uncomplaining wife, alas, was the most usual…of sufferers.

Indeed, suffer she does. In the following paragraph, while defending the cat from attack, she is dispatched by the swing of an axe to the head, with the haste of “some household errand.” Most telling is that from that point forward the wife is never again mentioned with use of a pronoun, indicating a person. True to form, in the mind of a sociopath, she is only referred to as “the body” or “the corpse” or, even, simply “it.” With as much feeling as one would have for pieces of meat, he ponders “[m]any projects” so as to conceal his crime, such as “cutting the corpse into minute fragments” (18). Eventually, the murderer having “wall[ed] it up in the cellar,” remarks at how well he is able to sleep “even with the burden of murder in my soul.” This doesn’t sound like much of a burden at all.

Although he waxes secure in his crime hidden and the cat now apparently run away, this over confidence betrays his inner self-destructive desire. With great bravado does the monster welcome inspection of his concealment by the police, in the end undone by the sound of a cat from behind the cellar wall. Two options present themselves for reflection. First, if truly there were a cat, how did a man, even in a great hurry, not see or hear the animal while the building of the wall was in progress? And then the beast waited days and many opportunities to speak up? No, this cat, as was the first one to set the house aflame after being strung up in the yard, is nothing more than the manifestation of the narrator’s last sociopathic obsession: to be caught and punished. Selbstzerstörung never felt so good.



Friday, October 31, 2008

Studs Turkel 'kicks it' on Halloween

"Curiosity did not kill this cat" -- self-ascribed epitaph.























Paraphrasing a friend, he said, "My hope may have decreased but no my curiosity."

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Spain & Bull-fighting

I don't get it. I don't get a lot about bulls...and men, fighting. First of all, and I'm no eco-fascist-vegan-fuck, what's with the killing of the bull? Even if everything else was left in, take out shoving swords into the beast and I'm fine with it. Well, at worst you're still mentally tormenting an animal for no reason. Except the reason absurdly the same as why people love the "sport," and the only part of bull-fighting I do get: the bulls, surprisingly, must not appreciate being taunted and stabbed in front of a crowd yelling for blood, because they're doing their best throw around and gore the stupid matadors. Yes, stupid.

Dear Eiichi,


"...there are political phenomena in America which Marx could never have contemplated, for the continued survival of capitalism displaced the economic imbalance to a psychic imbalance which corrupts the very being of people's lives here...For we are in a profound crisis psychologically, since the country as it sees itself was founded and prospered on ideas of faith and reason, and faith has now become shattered or authoritarian, or the average America has lost his confidence in reason." -Norman Mailer, April '64

Friday, October 17, 2008

Today in the news

Sen. Barack Obama said John McCain's health-care plan would cost taxpayers. McCain said Obama was lying. [He called him a liar?]

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Reason #303 for ending the Drug War: Supply and Demand, bithces.

I'm not sure what the hell Fox Fan Central is, or even who is a Fox Fan, and for that matter why they have their own News. Is this where fans write and post things? Not readily discernible, though by the writing seems likely. So it makes it more reasonable that I would doubt this article's validity on first glance. Apparently due to over-supply and lack of demand, drug dealers have been making drugs specifically for children--it's not just cigarette companies anymore.

Fox Fans?







Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Schitz & Giggles #27

"There is absolutely no 'unbroken' religion working as a vital force which is not compelled at some point to demand the credo non quod, sed quia absurdum--the 'sacrifice of the intellect.'"

-Max Weber

Schadenfreude alert! Schadenfreude alert!


Apparently some Lehman Brothers douche-bag was knocked-out cold while using some of his new free-time to do a little body-work at the gym. Why? Well, because as Lehman was tanking he was padding his life-boat with other people's...money, trust, life.

Now, I'm not a violent man. Still, being born and raised on the notions that the rich get richer; the little guy get screwed-over; the "man" keeps you down, in your place; big brother is watching; etc., it's nice to see the rise of a new populism that breathes life into the often thought hollow mantras of the "social contract" and the "will of the people"--you know, the precepts of our representative democracy. Hang 'em high!

Saturday, October 4, 2008

The Fairness Doctrine in me.



I figured since O.G.-capitalist Adam Smith hasn't been getting much love these days (see: Chicken-little screaming, "The sky is falling!"), I'd share this progressive use of his ideas for a cap-and-trade on greenhouse-gas emissions, from Slate. You see, the part of Smith they don't teach in Econ 101 is the "moral sentiments" aspect of his free-market theories (I'm looking at you Friedman!). Ha! Social justice and capitalism aren't mutually exclusive! Yippie!

Friday, October 3, 2008

No you won't (or: Everything means nothing to me - E. Smith)


"Hey."
"hey."
"I took a nap."
"yeah, I figured. almost did too. instead I got a few beers and just chilled out. not feeling as uptight as I was before..."

"...Yeah, I think I'll just see you another time..."
"--yep."
"Bye."
"bye.

Dancing on Adam Smith's grave


Is it time yet? I can hear the revelers starting to march, the band is just getting going, and the folks are ready to blow...

Free Markets Don't Work! Laissez-faire Fails! Newborn Eats Mother, says "I was hungry!"











(photo: courtesy of FREEwilliamsburg, thanks!)

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

God, twice as much.


Only twice?

If you were in charge


Wouldn't you set things up so that you made money either way the wind blew? Heads you win, tales I loose.

Karl had it backwards: while capitalism does necessitate a parasitic relationship, it is the coerced consumer dependent on capital--if the latter dies, so too does the former--not the other way around. Or, rather, Marx did have it right in his period of infancy-capitalism. The simplicity of the structures involved engendered a clear, direct line--transparency and accountability-- in the transfer of wage-labor into profits, as Marx saw the host (worker) to parasite (capitalist) relation. Since then, workers have had to do less and less for more and more--the price paid for labor's compliance with business since WWII, to be sure.

Things eventually got turned around, or at least expanded so that larger parts of our society shared in dividends as well, whether actual dollars from investment or quality, cheap consumer goods or, even, a home.

This is not due to the success of capitalism at raising up the whole of the economy, per se; this was/is only possible because the exploitation of wage-labor was shifted to the developing world, or the better sounding emerging markets, like a coming-out party for adolescent states.
At the same time, the access to credit, for business and government only no longer, was given to the working classes to foster higher living conditions (by way of heavy consumer spending); capitalism's shown exemplar. It's the classic bait-and-switch: play by the rules and receive your economic security; only, there is no true security in a system of credit w/ nothing really behind it but algorithms and greed.

Friday, September 26, 2008

McCain calls Iran's government and economy "lousy."

Or: 'The League of Democracies'- as McCain proposes.

Ouch! Mac just bit it bad trying to pronounce Ahmedenegian. And just now "para-stroyka."

'No conditions' is not having tea - says Obama.

Wipe it off the map. Dangerous.

Russia. Unacceptable. KGB-aparatchik-run govt. Behave. Ukraine break-down. Resurgent.

9/11 - safer. do better. long way to go (both). threat. al qaeda. greatest. iraq = al qaeda. fragile sacrifice. peace. prison.

applause.


Ken Silverstein at Harper's:

Surely the most penetrating observation of the night came from McCain, when he said in discussing the beleaguered people of one nation currently enmeshed in an economic crisis: they “have a lousy government, so therefore their economy is lousy.” He was talking about Iranians, but I imagine the sentiment rang true for quite a few Americans as well.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

I think I'll sleep naked

Check out the third up from the bottom: Ignition or melting of nightwear. Huh? As in spontaneous combustion? I shouldn't worry too much, though, I've been electrocuted twice (more deadly than killer pajamas), and here I am. Interesting that the first two, poisoning and falling, are probably often murders gone undetected. Killing someone by forced choking (food or non-food) seems pretty unlikely.





Though in the new movie, "Choke," based on the excellent book by Chuck Palahniuk, the main character makes a living by causing himself to choke on food in public, allowing some brave soul to "rescue" him, thus binding them, their sympathy, and eventually their money to him for life in the form of financial "help." See, once you've saved someone's life, the logic goes, you want to keep them alive so as to maintain your "hero" status. Good stuff. Oh, that, and he's a sex addict with a mother who thinks she fathered our hero with a relic of Christ, making him...Christ II?

The very last on the list, fireworks, goes out to my pops; though usually more on the cautious side of the parenting deal, he just couldn't help but share with us boys his love of things that go bang and make pretty colors. God bless him.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Sci-NOT-fi

"Mr Warwick’s team at Reading has now gone a stage further. Instead of using a computer model of part of the brain as a controller, the group’s new “animat” (part animal, part material) relies solely on nerve cells from an actual brain.

"Signals from a culture of rodent brain cells in a tiny dish are picked up by an array of electrodes and used to drive a robot’s wheels. The animat’s biological brain learns how and when to steer away from obstacles by interpreting sensory data fed to it by the robot’s sonar array. And it does this without outside help or an electronic computer to crunch the data."

HOLY CRAP.

This thing below I don't even fully understand, but what's creepy is that it seems no one else does either.

"The evolvable concept, pioneered by Adrian Thompson at the University of Sussex in Britain, has led to some astonishing results. Dr Thompson’s original “proof of principle” experiment—a design for a simple analogue circuit that could tell the difference between two audio tones—worked brilliantly, but to this day no one knows quite why. Left to run for some 4,000 iterations on its own, the genetic algorithm somehow found ways of exploiting physical quirks in the semiconductor material that researchers still don’t fully comprehend."

(Thanks, as always and forever, to The Economist for the tip-off...and the scare.)




(Kudos for this image and for further info go here.)

Shock to the Hart!

In a recent New Yorker article, Gary Hart--yes he's still around--is quoted from a memo he wrote for the Democratic Party in 2006 outlining a proposal for how the West could be won:

"Westerners are individualists who do not like the beliefs of others imposed on us," he wrote. "We are people who believe in principles: integrity, honor, courage, accountability. The religious right preach values. Democrats, regionally and nationally, should espouse principles, for ourselves and for our country." He argues that while "values" have a religious connotations, "principles" are secular."

I would go further, saying this is what's needed for the entire country to be won.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

This is the end of the ignorance (ongoing)

When asked if religion should be kept out of politics, 44% of people said yes. This year 52% polled said church and state should be kept separate. I call this a positive trend.

A more nuanced version of the above findings are illustrated below w/ the Economist's usual graphic flare.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

I'll I've got to say about Mrs. Palin


I'd totally hit that. Don't act like I was the only one thinking it. I can safely say I never had such "feelings" for Hillary. I mean, c'mon: black leather boots and a skirt above the knees? Did you see those calves in her interview w/ Charlie G? Look at her kids, they're all like JC Penny back to school models. I would've knocked up her daughter too, if I had the chance.

(Thanks to Media Matters for the two quotes below. They--mediamatters.org--may be a bit touchy about the conservative bias now prevalent in the news media, but someone's got to be.)

"There is a tendency in the media to kick ourselves, cringe and withdraw, when we are criticized. But I hope my colleagues stand strong in this case: it is important for the public to know that Palin raised taxes as governor, supported the Bridge to Nowhere before she opposed it [but still took the money from Congress and spent it on other things], pursued pork-barrel projects as mayor, tried to ban books at the local library [apparently only inquired about wanting to ban books] and thinks [hopes] the war in Iraq is "a task from God." The attempts by the McCain campaign to bully us into not reporting such things are not only stupidly aggressive, but unprofessional in the extreme." - Joel Klein

"The conservative movement has been very effective attacking the media (broadcast and print) for its liberal biases. The refusal of the media to disclose and discuss the ideological leanings of reporters and editors, and the broader claim of objectivity, has made the press overly anxious, and inclined to lean over backwards not to offend critics from the right. In many respects, the campaign against the media has been more than a victory: it has turned the press into an unwilling, and often unknowing, ally of the right." - Tom Edsall

Monday, August 4, 2008

Expose of an sub-prime lending douche-bag


So, I've finally seen one in real life. Not in the news; not in the abstract language of pundits & politicians; not in the faces of head-douches that still get their millions for being part of the "greatest failure of ratings and risk management ever" (UBS--thanks bro!). Not only did I see see one, I made-out w/ her. Alright, I know it was wrong and I did feel dirty afterward, but I felt it was necessary--for all you guys too, of course--to really get inside (a'chem) the mind of one of these folks.

First off, looks can be deceiving: she had a whole half of a leg covered in tattoos, for god's sake! As well, she was a Latina--I mean I thought it could only be whites (and men at that) that could/would be so conniving as to defraud and swindle the lower-classes and the stupid...I mean uneducated, uninformed, under-informed (?). But, let me digress, isn't this the point? The shady dealings of people in-the-know preying on those who are not--it's called asymmetrical information. It's used in warfare, people, c'mon.

Of course, as we are now seeing, it isn't only the lower-classes and greedy venture capitalists that are being adversely affected by these events. So, we are all looking for someone to blame. And rightly so. But who really deserves it? This chick who's throat I shoved my tongue down, that's who.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Things that make you go, hm.

'Russia reduced its oil supplies to the Czech Republic by half for “technical reasons”. The cut came just after the Czechs agreed to host an American missile-defence radar. Strangely, the technical reasons did not affect oil supplies to any of the Czechs’ neighbours.' -The Econmist


Wednesday, July 9, 2008

To my imaginary audience--Sorry, I know it's been awhile

But now I'm back to let you know...wait, wait--so not trying to go Motown.

But I am back, and apparently tumor free--yeah! Still, though, the mysteries surrounding the dubious health of your author is ongoing, with of course only the finest minds this side of the Hudson (that's right, I've now got a doctor in Manhattan, bitches) working on it. I should be cured, or at least diagnosed, in no time! Ch'yeah, right. Whatever, I'm breathing.

And, according to one marine I saw last night in a great documentary about the military on the US/Mexico border, I'm breathing "freedom" that he and his fellow military folk around the world have given to me. Thanks! That's right: can't buy it in a store, not even at Wal-Mart (and I thought they had everything), there's no 1-800 # to dial or infomercial to explain how to use it--maybe there should be. No, freedom is only served up by the men and ladies in uniform. (This reminds of the scene in "A Few Good Men" when Jack freaks out about Tom's inability to handle his truth...yeah, somebody does have to stand on that line w/ a gun; doesn't mean they have to be a dick about it.)

Barring our own experience in such a uniform, I'm guessing McDonald's doesn't count, and actually being "down in the dirt" w/ said marine, we (you and I) can't say "piss" (or was it he doesn't give a piss? Oh well, something about piss) to him and his buddies for shooting a high-school student tending his goats (cute, right?) and carrying a .22 rifle (this is Texas; you're given one w/ your birth certificate) near his home on the border.

FYI: there were four marines w/ M-16's in full camouflage and well hidden, yet they were "under fire" to the point that one of their lives was being threatened. Fuck off! Can anyone yell excessive force? I can. The goat boy couldn't possibly have seen them from where he was, standing completely out in the open--also, not something a "criminal" or "attacker" or "drug-smuggler" or "terrorist" is likely to do. He thought he was firing at an animal or wild dog--which is why he had the gun. Oh, and did I mention that the one shot the young man fire toward them, "down range," was fired twenty minutes before he himself was shot and in a different location? Hmm. Nice.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Celebrate good times, c'mon!


Scientists have determined that 7 out of the 8 past years the total # of baptisms in the US has decreased.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

Stop yer bitchin!


"Gasoline is also cheap compared with other essential fuels. A Starbucks venti latte costs the equivalent of $23 per gallon, while Budweiser beer runs $11 per gallon."

(from Slate.com--thanks Dad)

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Private Dicks

It takes diff'rent strokes to move the world...



-The Economist

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

This is so very lame:

In June 2004, the American Bar Association's (ABA’s) Justice Kennedy Commission called on Congress to repeal mandatory minimum sentences, particularly with respect to drug crimes. "Mandatory minimum sentences tend to be tough on the wrong people," said Stephen Saltzburg, who chaired the commission. The commission's report noted that the average federal drug trafficking sentence was 72.7 months in 2001. By comparison, the average federal manslaughter sentence was 34.3 months, the average assault sentence was 37.7 months, and the average sexual abuse sentence was 65.2 months. (thanks Mandatory Madness Coalition)

There are many other disturbing facts mandatory minimums as well--to be continued.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Be'liver' or Not?

Just getting to this now, Bill, thanks. What do you think about it?

It's a toughy. Especially in this girl's case as she was brought here illegally as a young child. Not her fault or crime. $490,000 a pop for a liver? And she's gotten four so far? I had no idea livers are so chintzy.

More importantly, here, should the legal status of a person be a determinant in prioritizing recipients of organ transplants? How about prisoners? Should a teacher get one before a heroin addict? A rapist before a murderer?

Sheesh. This is waaaay too much to think about on an empty stomach. Lunch time.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Getting right what's wrong with Wright

As usual, The Economist has the best take (I've come across) on a purely American issue. No one wins in the the Obama/Wright affair, most certainly not the clownish preacher. (Wow man, you're sooo radical for mocking JFK!) Except, of course, the white establishment, in this case Clintonia, the likes of which the reverend purports to fight against. Good job!

Friday, May 2, 2008

post-heart-attack blues (in lower-case, dm--the saddest of all chords, really)

all and all, the mend is going well. as far as how and why? no, not a cocaine fueled all-nighter, though I know at least half of the doctors would have loved that; something to explain away the anomaly of a 31 year-old heart-attack. sorry folks, not that easy. sure, a rough (i.e., drug-fueled) early twenties, a light smoking habit, a burger here and there, but, of course, let's not forget--heart attacks have been killing/debilitating my kin (though I'm head of the pack) for as long back as we can look. and, duh, I'm just super-special like that.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

The boys are at it again.


Will they ever learn?

Osama bin Laden's
deputy, Ayman al-Zawahiri, accused Iran of trying to “discredit” al-Qaeda by spreading a conspiracy theory, widely held in the Middle East, that Israel—and not al-Qaeda—was behind the attacks on America in September 2001. Mr Zawahiri had previously accused Shia Iran of seeking to spread its influence in the Middle East at the expense of the Sunnis.

- The Economist April 2008

Let the MF Burn: Part II

Italy supports national airline.

US separate private airlines.

Fuel prices rise,

riders decline.

Monday, April 21, 2008

So, there's this band you might not of heard of...


But I think they're both going to be HUGE one day: Radiohead

Weird name, I know, but I just have feeling about them.

Check out Radiohead totally rocking out in their studio on Pitchfork.tv (thanks to FREEwilliamsburg), and then get a blast from the past with the guys playing as Conan O'Brien's first musical guest ever (big up to brooklynvegan).

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Sometimes, I'm glad I'm wrong...sometimes (or: The Fall)

Well, I guess I was premature in my obituary concerning Obama--at least as it relates to this supposed anti-semitic speech from a prominent black leader, ostensibly buddy-buddy with Barack. It has yet, surprisingly, to take hold in any major media outlets so far. Part of the reason, I'm sure, is that there is no audio or video recording from the event to loop endlessly on YouTube, verifying or vilifying either side. Convenient for whoever is full of shit, no?

Though, one wonders, who had more to loose? And, why would the woman cry foul? Why would the preacher preach divison and stereotypes at an event honoring the very minority he was supposedly lambasting? Is it possible, as now seems to be the accepted 'reality' of what happened that day, that this was just a miscommunication? My ass.

It all stinks to me--stinks of political ulterior motives; of not-so-thinly veiled antagonisms; of an already fatigued electorate finding one more reason to stay home in November and say "Fuck it."

So, who benefits the most here? In the fall, that'd be John McCain.

Friday, April 11, 2008

The day Obama died...


Or at least his chances of becoming president. Or even the Democratic candidate, while I'm at it.

As most of you at this point might be aware, lighting has now twice struck the junior senator's presidential bid in the form of associations with angry black men of the cloth who like to call whitey and himey names...like whitey and himey. OK, not exactly, but you know I'm referring to. This time, though, it was a chump move against an actually (can you beleive it?) bona fide good jew. I mean, c'mon, how ironic can you get? This "preacher" does his thing (preaching) right after they give a big-time jew an award for being soooo awesome to poor, inner-city black kids. Whaaa?!?

This is just my gut feeling mixed with a mild hangover, granted, but I'm calling it toady. It's over folks. Do I hope I'm wrong? Sure. And not for being a Barack lover, though he has elicited a few butterflies in my stomach on occasion. For example, the first time he had to defend his involvement with another old, bitter "man of god" of the Black Liberation Theology type. He masterfully and genuinely (damn, I hope I wasn't a sucker) responded with one of the best--by far--if not only moving and important speeches in my life from the lips of a politician, or "man of the people." I don't think he, or the public, has it in him/them again. Or maybe it's just the umpteenth can of Schaefer from last night talking.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

Finally, a good argument against the U.S. smoking-ban sensation.


At least one better than the "freedom" to be a dumb-ass (this includes me), anyway.

Apparently it's been found that in and around areas that have forbid smoking in public places, mostly bars and restaurants, drunk-driving accidents have dramatically spiked. The reason, as with "dry" counties next to more libation-liberal ones, is that people are driving further to get their smoking-indoors-beer-in-hand fix where they can. Which means folks driving drunk longer (and pissed off for it) in places their less familiar with. This could have been foreseen owing to America's entrenched car dependence and lack of public transportation. And, of course, this phenomenon has probably gone unnoticed in big cities, at least initially, where most of bans have been enacted; a function of the inverse relationship of transportation in cities as opposed to suburban and exurban areas.

Still, it brings into question the logic and efficacy of neighboring municipalities, cities, or states enacting conflicting statutes. Essential to the gun-control/rights debate; one of the things that lead to both the voting rights act and a federal policy on abortion; and, though perhaps of less import, the increasing number of states legalizing to some degree (that to which they can profit) gambling. Those who espouse the diversity of regulations among states say this adds to the freedom of the citizen, allowing him to move between jurisdictions as his own moral compass dictates. However, reality has played out differently. As is the case with abortion, those who would rather see something done away with completely claim local jurisdiction, knowing a given region is repressive and reactionary enough to easily ban it. So to with those wishing to erase the inevitable scars of gun violence. (Funny how, for these two issues, the champions of "freedom" become proponents of state intervention.)

(To be continued...)

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Wouldn't it be nice?



This was in a "Special Section" in the New York Times:

“I’m taking the rest of the year off,” one senior banker said with a chuckle. “Call me in 2009.”

About $861 billion worth of deals worldwide were struck in the quarter that ended Monday, according to data from Dealogic. Representing a 22 percent plunge from the same time a year ago, it presages a slow year for mergers practitioners — and some bankers are writing off 2008 completely.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

I'm not much for thievery, achem , but if you like Portishead


Check their new album, still not out yet. But you can get it here. Hit the "free" option and wait a couple of minutes. Then select the one of the places to download from. The first time I tried, it didn't work. If this happens choose a different one. Worked for me one the second try. Sweet. Listening to it at the moment; a little different, but still good. Still Portishead. Enjoy!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

The Thin Purple Line

(My first op/ed piece as the editor of the op/ed section in the Campus, CCNY's newspaper. Dig it. I realize this is a bit dated, but whatever.)

The pendulum of momentum swung back towards Mrs. Clinton this past week, with wins in the two key states of Ohio and Texas. Just as her supporters had been looking for Clinton to clinch the Democratic nomination on a super-Tuesday not so long ago, this past Tuesday, Obabma's legions were hoping to wrap it up and go home, to no avail. Though Obama still leads in overall delegates, the specter of the superdelegates looms large over the race more and more, of which Clinton currently has the edge. In the end, if the Democratic nominee is decided by this vestige of political elitism, akin to the Brit's House of Lords, the party would be wise to make sure the outcome remains inline with the choice of the "little" people. If, say, Obama wins the majority of pledged delegates and the popular vote but Clinton is nominated because of she has more superdelegates (who make up almost 20% of the total vote at the convention), the Democrats risk alienating many of the independents and center voters that have come out, especially for Obama, and that they'll need come November to defeat the other “middle of the road" candidate who just secured his party's nomination.

Fear not young Republicans—there must be a few of you reading—never underestimate a man who, when given the opportunity to be released from a POW camp, chose to eat maggot-filled rice with his buddies. Still, John McCain might find it even more difficult navigating the "thin purple line" dividing the unusually un-polarized current political landscape. Independent, swing, centrist—whatever you call them, most feel they will be deciding the outcome of this fall's presidential election. If lulled into a false sense of security by the ease with which they eventually secured their parties nomination, a step in the wrong direction from the McCain camp, like appealing too strongly to either the right or the center, could prove fatal. They must find a way to rally the infamous Karl Rove bible-thumping NASCAR enthusiasts, while not foregoing the non-partisan, non-traditional Republican attitude that got him this far. McCain might have already overstepped by rushing to Bush Jr.’s side in the White House, accepting his endorsement after clinching the nomination. As well, one notes with disapproval the association of the senator with a right-wing radio talk show host that believes the end-times are near.

And, speaking of Revelations, a fond farewell for pastor Huckabee. He never really had a chance: nobody likes a goody-two-shoes, not even the religious right. Bush II appealed to these voters not in spite but because of his once was party-boy lost, but now sober found. Redemption seems to be a popular theme in the red states, and losing a lot of weight doesn't count. Sorry, Mike.

Speaking of redemption, or the lack thereof, it appears Ralph Nader has yet to learn his lesson from the past two presidential elections he has run in: he is screwing over the people who love him! Yes, we know you are a man of principles and convictions, Ralph, that's why we love you. You are determined and a fighter, that's also why we love you. But, as is often the case, with great intelligence and abilities comes great hubris and stubbornness, that's why you're really starting to piss us off. It was bad enough in 2000, when you effectively put the race in the hands of the Supreme Court and, surprise, we know how that turned out. In 2004, with even less grassroots support than previously, you did everything you could to make the Democrats look bad because of their attempts to keep you off the ballot. Was that the typical sketchy, big-party, partisan political wrangling that we all were (and still are) sick to death of? Yes. Did your candidacy truly expose anything we didn't already know or do anything of significant good? No, of course not. At best, you had no effect at all, the last election could only be blamed on a collective American brain-freeze. Except this, Ralph, and this is the main point at the moment: you're making yourself and any attempts to reform so much of what's wrong the big business of politics as usual look bad. Stop it! You're hurting your own cause, silly. Make us proud again. You have done important things and people will listen to you, so make it count when you do speak up. Running for president is not the only way to get your message out—unless that message is, look at me I'm becoming as crazy as Ron Paul and his supporters.