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good night and good luck

A small postscript.

I never seem to tire of telling people that Chris Bray, AKA “Ambrose Beers” of the late, deeply lamented Suck.Com completely and totally saw it coming, six years ago. (And by “never tire”, I mean that I suspect that close friends of mine may yet snap and start screaming the next time I link to those two essays.)

History doesn’t lack for a sense of irony: Bray is currently deployed to Iraq.

Here’s a small hope that he and everyone he knows there makes it back, alive and unscathed.

psst… pass it on.


lady liberty

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

(Emma Lazarus, “The New Colossus”, 1883)

Law Day

As part of his ongoing campaign to try to straddle both sides of an issue that both his reactionary base and the loyal opposition loathe his stances on, our beloved president has decided to studiously ignore the massive protests around the country today, and has instead issued a press release commemorating May 1st as… wait for it… Law Day.

Now, this isn’t quite as much of a non-sequitor as it seems: Law Day is an actual day, and really is celebrated the first week of May. It’s probably a safe bet that this press release was in the pipeline and ready to go months ago. Still, as an expression of political tone-deafness, this is pretty much par for this administration.

But hey, they want to talk about Law today? Fine, I’m down, because I’m always happy for an excuse to pimp one of my favorite pieces of overlooked political writing in this country’s history: Jimmy Carter’s Law Day speech.

Those of you who made it all the way through Hunter Thompson’s “The Great Shark Hunt” probably remember this. The rest of you… should take a few minutes out of your day and read it. It’s a lovely little jaunt back to an era when we expected our politicians to grapple seriously and honestly with the gap between this country’s promise and its reality, rather than treating the former as a photo opportunity and the latter as something to be cordoned off and ignored.

dear lazyweb: help me spend my money

So for reasons who’s lameness sadly do not actually negate their truthfulness, I’m probably going to have to suck it up and go to work tomorrow instead of doing the right thing and marching. Yes, I suck and I’m a blazing hypocrite. Sorry.

But if I can’t put my boots on the street, I can at least put my money where my mouth is. So, being a newcomer to this coast and all of this craziness, I put it to my smarter-than-me: which immigrant-right organization puts donations to the best use, and why? Whoever they are, I’ve got $500 for them, and I will match anyone else’s donations up to another $500. My personal biases would be toward legal aid, effective lobbying at the state and national level, and voter registration/GOTV activities.

(In the absence of any clear leader, I’ll drop it on the Immigrant Legal Resource Center and maybe the ACLU Immigrant Rights Project if I can figure out how to earmark donations to the ACLU to a sub-group.)

add it up, add it up.


The Red Cross is not being allowed into New Orleans:
  • Access to New Orleans is controlled by the National Guard and local authorities and while we are in constant contact with them, we simply cannot enter New Orleans against their orders.
  • The state Homeland Security Department had requested—and continues to request—that the American Red Cross not come back into New Orleans following the hurricane. Our presence would keep people from evacuating and encourage others to come into the city.

…plus one…
The National Guard is not allowing refugees to leave New Orleans.


the hell I am going to will probably involve Peter North




(If you must, click for actual context.)

1461 days. 35,064 hours. 2,103,840 minutes. 126,230,400 seconds.


Welcome to the Second Bush Administration



In Berkeley in the mid-1960s, I used to marvel at the way friends made the world anew each day by cartwheeling down the street, moment to moment exchanging Trotskyism for anarchism for Stalinism for the occult for drugs for religion while Professors who in the 1930s were Communists and were now Freudians explained it all. In every case there was a received answer to every question, which meant that there were no questions. Everything seemed possible, and the prospect was terrifying— so “nothing is true”, one basis for “everything is possible”, was exchanged for one Truth, whatever it was. Everything was present save a critical spirit, which might have made real the great adventure in doubt that, as Descartes described it, lay behind his “Cogito, ergo sum”: his dead slogan. No doubt the mad multiplication of choice by which “the sixties” are known led straight to a surrender of choice in the next decades, a surrender to authoritarian religion, authoritarian politics- for some, freedom from doubt was always the point, peace of mind worth any price. An aide to Senator Jesse Helms, tribune of the American right, could speak of the need to go back beyond Descartes, explaining that inside all the vulgar propaganda of fetus murder and racist nightmare was a true project: the repeal of the Enlightenment, the rebuilding of a world where the affirmation of one’s own thoughts was a sin, the return of the will to God. Everyone knows history moves in circles; the surprise is how big the circles are.

—Greil Marcus, Lipstick Traces: A Secret History of the 20th Century

(Courtesy my dear friend Pete, who dug up the quote so I wouldn’t have to.)

always outnumbered, always outgunned

Failure is the new black.


There is not enough alcohol. In the whole damn world.

I’m going to bed. Someone wake me when we have a president.