Showing posts from June, 2008

Gun Control

Means hitting your target.

San Francisco may name sewage treatment plant after Bush

SAN FRANCISCO: Reagan has his highways. Lincoln has his memorial. Washington has the capital, and a state, too. But President George W. Bush may soon be the sole president to have a memorial named after him that you can contribute to from the bathroom. From the Department of Damned-With-Faint-Praise, a group going by the regal-sounding name of the Presidential Memorial Commission of San Francisco is planning to ask voters here to change the name of a prize-winning water-treatment plant on the shoreline to the George W. Bush Sewage Plant. The plan - hatched, naturally, in a bar - would place a vote on the November ballot to provide "an appropriate honor for a truly unique president." Supporters say that they have plenty of signatures to qualify the initiative and that the renaming would fit in a long and proud American tradition of poking political figures in the eye. "Most politicians tend to be narcissistic and egomaniacs," said Brian McConnell, an organizer w…

How to Be a Democrat

The first thing that you have to realize about being a democrat is that the people who end up wanting to hang labels and tags on everyone are almost always the ones who don't own the shop. Republicans are supposed to stand for conservatism. In my view, conservatism is a noble goal. Take the Federal Reserve Bank. America has over 12 major and I mean .. MAJOR locations in the United States that are designed for one purpose: to be within an overnight train ride between each other, to replenish money supplies. They're still operating. I estimate that over 200 million dollars can be saved by selling off some of their buildings, reconfiguring that system so that modern transport can be relied upon, etc. Thats a conservative point of view, but also the most rational point of view. Government, over time, has accreted several types of facilities and functions such as this. However, America's greatest governmental strength is a largely incorruptible , and fairly effecient bu…

I am the Highway - Audioslave

Pearls and swine bereft of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No sorrow or pity for leaving I feel

I am not your rolling wheels
I am a highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

Friends and liars
Dont wait for me
Cause I'll get on
All by myself
Put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel

I am not your rolling wheel
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds - The Beatles


After Christ died
I was arrested again

They sent me into the mines , where
I wrapped bandages around my eyes, because
the sulfur burns can make you blind
I only wanted to die
Endless darkness , but still alive

I won my freedom and found my way
To the catacombs of Rome

I didn't see Nero when the fire came - or hear the sound of violins
But they blamed the fire on Christian sedition
I tried to help, in my own way
I burned six buildings before they held me down

After they arrested me the third and final time
I learned that the Christians had never started the fire
they finally crucified me
And the darkness took me at last

And I drew in my last breath
For Christ

You know something?
All of heaven rejoiced that day

My mother was a whore
who cursed the day I was born
My life's work: murder, robbery, rape
Rum, sodomy , and the lash.
No wife. Children. I died alone on the cross

But somehow I made it
And now, here, in this endless grey
I live each day
working to be fr…

Twilight Crusader


America is a Country of Strong Families

And Strong Values. Obama's first General Election Clip. Enjoy.

A Prayer

Today is a day I will get some work done
in the blue hour just before dawn
faith comes like something over early morning radio
cool and narrow and hard to master
riff through the morning fear
This is the prayer

You see
I am
Living each day as if it were my last
I have some things to show for it all
Some things to be thankful for, yeah .
But so many things left, that must be done
Don't worry about me
Just like the movies
I play out my last scene

You get scared that you can't do it all on your own
Scared that there's not enough time
Scared of failure
The temptation is there like a dark winged bird
To settle for second
Half measures
or third

Dear God
Please let me do only what you want me to do
Move my hand
to write your word
My arm
to strike your enemy
My feet
to walk your path
My heart
To love your word
My soul
to bleed

You see, Lord, that is the eight ball
And this is me
I am not asking for a new Mercedes
Just empathy
and love
I want to build up every lif…


Ambarnath is a small township of 200,000 people, rought, near Bombay, India. Situated near a small mountain, it is a beautifully planned city of small bungalows that has recently expanded to higher priced real estate, and apartment buildings. In 1983 women who lived in a circle outside of town, suddenly began committing suicide. Within the short space of a few months, most of the stay-at-home wives that lived in the area had killed themselves. A person I know recalls her own mother's death. "I went into the kitchen, and found my mother on fire. She had wrapped herself in layers of nylon, then used the stove to light them. I was burned trying to save her. The flames were too strong." To this day no one knows exactly why these women killed themselves. One by one, and by different methods - they died. Why?

Horses, Part Six

Having a horse, has taught me alot about human nature. Horses are amazingly long-remembering creatures. They have this fantastic long term memory. Not such a great short term memory, but they can remember things from so far back its unreal. People, as well as horses, have a tendency to remember certain things. They don't remember all things - but then again, neither do horses. Thats a pretty interesting insight. Because Horses, really don't have much else to do other than play thoughts over and over again in their heads. They have no hands, so they're not going to be busy inventing anything. They don't have the ability to eat meat, so they're not going to be worried about predator/prey dynamics. A horse is purely a prey animal. Why would it only remember certain things? The short answer is because if it didn't it would go quickly insane. The long answer is that its a part of its own survival mechanism. We really aren't made to remember all details. Pe…

Barack Obama - On Fatherhood

My Fathers Day Story

My son, and daughter made me a fantastic breakfast. A meal fit for a king. Sausages, fresh strawberry pancakes. Vienna coffee. Cheese. Crackers. They served it on a table with a big green candle. They said that I get to blow out the candle and make a father's day wish. Then, my son told me a story. Once upon a time there was a crow, who found a jug of water. But the water was too low, and the crow could not reach it. (at this point, he holds up three shiny glass beads that he has, in his hands). So, he flies off and picks up a shiny pebble and drops it into the jug. (holds up the pebble and shows us again) Then, he returns and drops another one in there. He does it again and again until the water is right to the top. Then he drinks up! The end. Great story! (I can't wait to sic him on the girls! ) Last night I dreamed I met some old surf buddies. These are always my best dreams. Maybe thats because there really is something to them. Happy Fathers Day!

Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper

Late Sun

Dying wasps
make drunken passes at my hair.

They are drawn to glass,
as air and cannot tell.

Up on the hill,
a garrulous crow

is testing the depth of a valley
in winter.

Jets trail
simple departure

There are giants among us.
Tall shadows flare.

- Lavinia Greenlaw

Fortunate Son - CCR

Neat little problem

How many unique ways are there to acquire at least 270 electoral votes without any excess? For example, one combination would be to win California, Connecticut, the District of Columbia, Hawaii, Illinois, Maine, Massachusetts, Michigan, Minnesota, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New York, Ohio, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, Vermont, Washington and Wisconsin. That would be equal to 272 electoral votes (not coincidentally, these are the John Kerry states plus Ohio). Note that there are no excess electoral votes in this combination: if you remove one of the states with three electoral votes, the number falls to 269, which is below the 270-EV cut-off. So winning all of these states plus North Dakota would not qualify, since the candidate has superfluous electoral votes. On the other hand, replacing Vermont with North Dakota would make for a unique combination. Thinking combinatorics might help. I am stuck in the office tonight. Gonna be an all nighter. If you figure it out, let

The Road - Cormac McCarthy

The Road should be out Nov. 26 as a film. I like McCarthy, and this book in particular. I gave it to my father, for christmas the year before last. Here is an excerpt: A quarter mile down the road he stopped and looked back. We're not thinking, he said. We have to go back. He pushed the cart off the road and tilted it over where it could not be seen and they left their packs and went back to the station. In the service bay he dragged out the steel trashdrum and tipped it over and pawed out all the quart plastic oilbottles. Then they sat in the floor decanting them of their dregs one by one, leaving the bottles to stand upside down draining into a pan until at the end they had almost a half quart of motor oil. He screwed down the plastic cap and wiped the bottle off with a rag and hefted it in his hand. Oil for their little slutlamp to light the long gray dusks, the long gray dawns. You can read me a story, the boy said. Cant you, Papa? Yes, he said. I can. On the far side…

Marriage Test

Time to take the marriage test, and see how you stack up as either a husband, or a wife, from the 1930s. Good luck.

79As a 1930s husband, I am
Very SuperiorTake the test!

Inside Man

Go see it.

What a great wedding!

It was in an old church, built in 1880. The bride was beautiful. The Groom was nervous. The pastor was long winded. The weather was hot. The food was terrific. I think my son ate, about a third of the wedding chow. We took some home, also. I end up being the one who ferries the little plates back and forth to the table; somewhere after we were almost done taking away all of the neat wedding food the new couple was taken off by a horse drawn carriage. Yes, this is a theme with the weddings lately - but my brother's wife organizes these things. Climbing into my brother's wifes car afterward, I was struck how well they were getting along - and having been married for 14 years, I am not implying honeymoon stuff, but rather, the sort of dignified partnership that good marriages tend to create. Honestly, they're both slightly cold people. Lawyer. Marketer. I hear the USSR will be opening soon... as vacation land for... :-) and yes, if you can finish this sentence you'…

Trampled Underfoot

I'm in Saint Simons again and I see life in everything, the old oak trees twining their branches into the sky. ... I think part of it has to do with the fact that my favorite cousin is into bio research at Columbia. He brought home this beautiful girlfriend, I think she was from Hong Kong. Petite. sharp. And the beach teemed with life - hermit crabs, sand dollars. Fish that nibble your toes. We saw sandworms crawl into the sand. Clams. Once I even saw a whale shark out there. The wedding rehearsal and reception are over, my brother put a glass of wedding vodka on his tab - so, I am drifting between the four lanes of traffic on the two lane road back home, and I start to wonder - Why do people schmash a glass wrapped in cloth, at Jewish weddings?. The best I could figure, is that the glass is a symbol of the feminine aspect. Like the holy grail representing the secret womb of the hidden wife of jesus that bore his secret son - the knights quest to find the holy lin…

If I Fall - Aqualung

Pieces of You - Arm's Way - The Islands

For The Secret Unicorn Society
the capillaries of the community
are hemorrhaging on everything

they found your bones in the homes
of a thousand little gnomes
who'd taken pieces for decoration
they'd opened up their mouths
seemed like peaceful little mouths
inside they found a mouthful of pieces
they wanted pieces of you

somebody died here, i hear it was you
they loved the attention
they got killing you
the capillaries of the community
are hemorrhaging on everything

they put their fingers in your sockets
if you could hear the way they talk
it's madness, uh uh oh.
and what they got out of your pockets
a couple coins, and a key for locking
it's sadness in your face
but they wanted pieces of you

[pieces of you made from pieces of you pieces of you]

little birds collapse in your arms
break in two
beat a man to death with bare hands
did they regret anything?
it's a cold cold world we swam into
it's cold cold water we sank into

Rack of l…

Occupational Slumming

I am really good at running away from problems, sometimes. For example, I play virtual world games that are pretty good at replacing whatever mess of a life situation I have going on before me, with an idealized representation of someone, or myself - in a world where the trash doesn't pile up, the deadlines are never life or death, and in fact, nobody has to eat, sleep, or even brush their teeth. At work, I can schedule really lame work over really important stuff - with peculiar aplomb. If its life or death important, I can quietly try to put it off, by doing something that is easier, but doesn't have as much impact. I can hide in simple jobs, feeling that I am actually accomplishing something when in fact, the bigger work is still undone. And then after all of that , I am normally left with a firestorm of work that needs to be completed or it will consume me whole. And suddenly , and predictably, the adrenaline kicks in and I get that work done as well. I seem to need…

Schism - Tool

Selling Out

Everytime I put a keyword in a post, I get scanned for content and the ads change. This post is about selling out. Now, just a moment while I take a drink of this delicious, refreshing Dasana spring water. Its so cool and clear , no added preservatives or flavorings. All of this refreshing goodness reminds me of BMW Films masterful videos that even today I find amusing. Of course, I would probably want to drive a Mini today, instead of my old 750. My kids, who both love Spongebob Squarepants™ - really would make having a 750 a kind of taxing experience. Delicious Bruesters Ice cream milkshakes would eventually end up getting spilled all over the Bose Brand speaker system in the back. They'd find a way to put girly girl Barbie™ stickers on the walnute burl shiftplate and dashboard. Of course, getting them off would be a breeze with Goof-off brand sticker remover. Really, we all know that the only thing that would be safe in the car, would be my Motorola RAZR version 3 stylish ce…