November 16, 2008 at 12:15 am · Filed under I Wrote It
Today was the 2nd best day I’ve had writing my November National Novel Writing Month Novel. I completed one in 2002, I’ve attempted one in the middle somewhere (2005?) but came up short b/c i was too busy.
in 2002 I interviewed the founder Chris Baty and a couple of community liaisons, took notes but never published the result. I still have the notes and a little retrospective at some piont would be fun.
This time around I’ve been struggling but i have lived my mantra for life adopted this year - Kepp Going - and, though I haven’t written every day, though I am behind in the count goal of 50,000 words in 30 days, I’m doing it.
And today, made it really fun again as I plowed through a quick-passing 90 minutes of writing with a very cool idea. The person writing is a victim of the memoirists of the book. The sick, twisted, violent - smart - memoirists.And it fairly tripped off my keys with coherency rather than a lingering feeling of scattered, shattered thoughts that will need to be worked on.
All this work has coincided with just being tired when i get home from work, not having a really good place to sit and type, with posture in relaxed yet rigid repose and, as mentioned, not feeling I’m doing well on coherency …
So much has this taken over that I was shocked to discover earlier today that the last time i updated this blog was Oct. 29 with the delicious, yet evocative quote below.
Now in between I have dropped a little blog love over on Joan’s Dagoddess blog - and written about NaNoWrimo there as well. i felt it was a disservice to just copy that over here but I think I will since it highlights my 1st “good day” of writing.
so over the fold is a couple of excerpts from today - the guy writing is captive as he writes. Then the second is a courtroom scene of an early trial of one of the stories main protagonists. It touches on Brad jones’ cleverness, his early manipulative nature and his long-term planning of the depraved. it also doubles as a brief treatise on the power of thought and imagination over and above actions.
Today, a captive writes,guardedly:
Sweet, lovely, un-trained people imagine and live vicariosly through the darknesses within others. it has to be a kind of balance. To use a color theory example, such darknesses make the brights brighter. For such SLuTs, a broader range of experience, of color, on average, will neutralize the extremes.
But much like looking down a well, these people remain in the light and remain perfectly safe unless they should fall - or, of course, if they are pushed into the darkness.
am of course, grateful that i am not dead, that i have not been wounded, that nothing has happened to me at all. Obviously I was a targeted kidnapping. But i have been scarred and should i escape i think suicide would be the best option. That i can type that without hesitation speaks to how i have changed, how the physics of evil have swirled my innards. I have so much more knowledge inside - yet i feel emptier
The courtroom closing arguments surrounding Brad Jones’ first big trial:
Chapter 2
‘You say I only hear what I want to, And you say I talk so all the time’ - Stay, Lisa Loeb
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“What has been presented in this case is a specious argument from the prosecution, your honor.”
Mind crimes have been fought for centuries. People being prosecuted, executed hung and quartered, boiled, tortured, devices created - The Iron Maiden impaled anyone inside — all because others supposedly had horrible thoughts not fit for society. Are we more primitive now or less?
Pause a moment there … It’s all ridiculous, of course ladies and gentlemen.
Stephen King is a family man, a well respected member of society in Maine. Yet he once wrote about a maid who licked cum off beds as she cleaned rooms. I’m sorry but I needed to express the moment. Stephen King wrote about so much more. Quentin Tarantino made films about anal rape and celebrating violence. He is well-regarded.
Steven Spielberg has killed hundreds of people. That would be a worldwide headline - but why isn’t it? Ask yourself.
Barbara Cartland filled pages upon pages and a whole career with sex and sexual suggestion. Lady Barbara Cartland. So many people who have come to be respected have had horrible, impolite or impolitic thoughts. Society would like to think this is in spite of their expression but we all know that’s not true.
You’ve taught your children to be honest and truthful at all times. When in doubt, we’ve told them that truth is best. In those conversations that come as we tuck them in after reading them fantastical stories with cautionary endings, we’ve told them that truth is best. Yet somewhere along the way we put limitations on not only what we should do but on honesty of thought, as well.
It’s something to think about ladies and gentlemen, isn’t it? But be careful what you think, right?
We respect men and women who we feel are direct and honest. The salesperson who’s not too slick; the bank manager who cuts you a break - and understands you and your predicament. You judge their character based on how much you feel they’ve been honest with you. Is not love, too, created through understanding?
Here’s the problem. Somewhere along the way we stop being honest with ourselves. We read books, we listen to music, we watch films, we relax in front of the TV and what are we trying to do? Escape. Escape from what? I would submit, you men, you women, that it’s from the brutal honesty we don’t want to face within ourselves.
Brad is you. He’s the judge. He is me. And you can bet he’s the prosecution. Brad Jones has not, however, acted. And none of this “thought” is new, it’s just that society has become more honest with itself. A revelation is not the same as a celebration. Suppression is no longer an excuse for outward violence on others. Should we all be in jail when we think, ‘I wanna kill her! I want to kill him!’
Thought is not the same as action. That’s what you have to remember in this case. Brad has not done anything.”
Judge Harrison groaned inside as the attorney started, though happy he was not, this time, the one making the decision. A judge was stuck when this argument came. Usually it was not as well presented but still, the decision developed new layers of complication. If he found the person not guilty, people would wonder just what was in and on the judge’s mind. If he found the person guilty, well, people would criticize him for failing to understand freedom or upholding the Constitution. This group was by definition much smaller, as the attorney had said, so guilty was the word that proceeded the smash of his gavel, however cowardly that word came to his lips.
Of course, he had thoughts he didn’t want others to know about. They came unbidden, many from deep down yet he recognized them as shallow. The question for him was always whether those hidden thoughts were merely part of a greater whole or whether they completely defined the person.
Brad loved a secret. The attorney’s flaw was not necessarily one of reason. Logically, he made a strong case. Yet, it did not encompass all the facts. The obvious ones. He had acted. If ignorance of that fact, ruled the day, so be it, it was not being ruled on today. Not specifically. He loved legal specificity, he respected the semantics and the verbal antics to step up just to the point of a line and stop. Cold.
“Your honor. Ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Sawyer, as his job requires him to do, has misled you. People make films and music. They write books. They paint or sculpt art. These are verbs, therefore they are actions. Thought is no such abstraction when it manifests itself into something concrete. Your client has made people uncomfortable through action. He has continued even after he was told to stop. That’s harassment. That’s stalking. That’s a crime, which we can all understand needs to be curtailed.
Brad Jones is guilty of that crime. Two men have told us, in this courtroom, that Brad Jones made advances toward them, that for five months he always seemed to be near them, no matter whether they were getting out of their car, grocery shopping, walking in the park, at the gym or in restaurant bathrooms.
It was in one of these bathrooms that one of them found a small notebook, which fell out of Brad Jones pocket near one of the urinals. In it were descriptions so foul I could only read short passages. They were violent, they were graphically sexual, and they showed intent to do great bodily harm in ways we don’t even want to think about.
Just because these actions were set on a different planet, does not isolate them from this one, and this country of laws. Brad Jones is guilty of stalking harassment and he needs to be taught a lesson in this courtroom, today.
Thank you.”
After it was all over, Brad was indeed found guilty of harassment but hardly of stalking. And it was telephone harassment, the kind conducted every day across the country and across the out-sorucing capitals of the world. Persistence it would seem would be the better word.
That had been eight years ago. He had been 19, a time when anything could be put down to youthful indescretion.
October 29, 2008 at 5:20 am · Filed under I Wrote It, Quote
“It’s obvious to everyone, you’re about to come undone, playing hard to get is hard to do when you’re wet. …”
- Me, inspired by .. not telling
October 28, 2008 at 4:02 am · Filed under TV/Movies
The film’s opening shots are literal.
In Match.Dead’s first couple of minutes a coyote and two hapless guys 4-wheeling get popped off as if they were nothing more than tin cans on a fence. Certainly the man who does it thinks of them as lifeless even before they hit the ground.
And with that opening scene you’re inside the story and strapped into the ride, wondering the all important, “what happens next?
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October 28, 2008 at 3:54 am · Filed under Photography
Bethany Home Road, 6:05 p.m.
October 25, 2008 at 6:30 am · Filed under Photography
Half asleep; since my post would be half complete anyway why not start it at 5:43 on a Saturday morning before I go to sleep. …
As widely general statement:
People create and try new things. Obviously it’s a good thing, and big picture, if it makes that person happy then it means more people are creating and there are more happy people in the world. But that doesn’t mean when you present it to the world, I or a larger audience has to like the result. And invited to comment, you may not always like what I say.
Harsh? Perhaps. Certainly in contrast to empty praise it’s so.
This seemingly rare (and murder is rare so rare isn’t always good) urge to say what a person actually thinks comes foremost, from not really not liking whatever you just created. For me it also comes from how I like to be treated. When something doesn’t work, I like to be told that. I may still disagree, I may not have provided enough context for broad interpretations, or I may completely agree. In any case, I know something is lacking in getting my point across.
An exception, however: If all you can think to comment about is what you don’t like aboout something then you need to stop commenting.
I am a trained journalist with 12 years of experience (which isn’t to say life can’t train journalistically). i didn’t dick around writing what I wanted to write. You keep the reader in your mind at all times and you make sure you can be understood quickly and easily. No mystery. Inform and secondarily entertain as much as possible. I’m not saying through the thousands and thousands of articles written that I always succeeded.
Journalism. Feature stories are a little bit more about the journey; about using language well to describe something. But oh hell yes, that can be overdone. In the hands of someone who does it REALLY well, it can work, and even boring, mundane subjects can be made to come alive. But even then yammering on at length, however beautifully, is most often a yawner. (Leaves Of Grass - has moments of bliss but how often does anyone read the entire effort? It perseveres primarily as an example of obsessive attempted perfection).
Hard news stories are just reality. This is it, this is what happened. You are informed. Often it can take a very skilled reporter to get those facts.
In a slightly different direction, a good film critic, won’t necessarily get off on being a mean bastard or even using language well to make a basic - “this sucks” - point. Mostly they’ll just say this sucks. The stricture here is that they are employed and need to earn. As a requirement of their job they have to have to write more because they won’t get paid for two-word “this sucks” columns.
In contrast, political punditry is all about repeated attempted at wittery and acerbic bon mots that exist ONLY to try and impress the easily impressed.
Somewhere in the middle is my angle, my take. With writing. With photography. You have to work a few elements but basically keep your skill set contained and get better and better at that. There is skill involved.
Finding less boring and mundane subjects is a key, as well, and makes creativity easier; with writing that may be about a third to half the exercise.
Generally, I love photography like I love sex; why experiment around with everything demeaning when you can become really really good instead? (The trick there is defining demeaning, of course)
And this comes down to an approach to friendship, as well. To some, being friends is being completely supportive of everything that person does, no matter thw quality of the photo, the story, the painting, the life-changing decision.
Frankly, most intelligent people don’t take this approach. They may have less friends, but those they have are closer. Closeness, oddly, often doesn’t necessarily translate into frequency of meeting. It comes about by a great understanding.
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None of this was generated by one blog or even blogs. This started as a comment left on Flickr to a set of photos from a person here in Phoenix. They seemed like OK photos gussied up through process and art. Perhaps it was because they were photos of a place I’d been to many times and have seen so many beautiful, humorous, exciting, intriguing, photos of, that I was not that impressed. Or perhaps I just missed the difficulty of what was being attempted?
And none of this is to say, don’t experiment, quite the contrary. Experiment, but be prepared for failure and be prepared for people to not like it. And people out there need to be prepared to say “this ain’t so hot,” though they don’t have to be Simon Cowell about it, because he’s paid to be that way, while friends don’t have salaries.
That’s the context that was missing from the comment I left. It didn’t deliver that purpose, which is why I deleted it. Call it a failed comment experiment.
*** Deleted out some phrases about 15 hours later, because they needed to be deleted. (E-mail me and ask and I’ll probably explain.
October 15, 2008 at 2:41 am · Filed under Family & Friends & Me
Cracked heels mean constant reminder of pain. Frankly, that’s a good thing.
For some reason over the last year, my heels have refused to heal. Over the last week or so, about every other day i see blood on my socks, usually just my left one.
I don’t know why it started and I mean to end it at some point, with the world’s greatest collection of balms and ointments to ever grace dry skin.
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October 15, 2008 at 2:19 am · Filed under Family & Friends & Me, I Wrote It
However, faintly
If I tell you you’re good at that
You’ll stop being good at that
You’ll think what has already come effortlessly
will continue to do so
naturally
Instead, self-consciously, you’ll continue
Doing what you do best - or used to
And ruination by exclamation
And saturated exhortation
That’s damnation
October 15, 2008 at 1:56 am · Filed under I Wrote It, Site News
Ten days ago I visited you
With a spark of life
Or two
But then I withdrew, you knew
As I am wont to do
And I’m overdue
That library card I so artlessly obtained
Is gone now, lost now
Buried heap
Still, know I won’t be long contained
I’ll write, I’ll fight
But, sleep
October 5, 2008 at 7:18 pm · Filed under Family & Friends & Me, Photography
At about 7 p.m. I sit looking into the face of a VERY long Monday at work. Deadlines that require not merely the cooperation of many other people but that they will be present at the right times and in time.
I don’t feel I’ve done anything - except I have, I watched Alexia Marie Roberts birth and I took a walk with a few thousand other people to help raise money for breast cancer research at the start of Breast Cancer Awareness Month (and wondering if the two OOs on October is why October became BCAM, because I don’t know why October except, it had to be some month ….
I look back at this morning’s early Cancer Walk, where, upon seeing photos I humbled myself by how bad I look physically at the moment. Except, I didn’t mind too much today because I was having a lot of fun greeting people like I owned the place and taking pictures like, well, like I usually do. That is, using my long legs and general speed to walk fast ahead and focus back, to position myself to get the angles, the motion and the expressions - and to take a mix of posed and mostly non-posed photos.
This time it wasn’t for a newspaper, but I treated it just the same. … I was the “unofficial official” event photographer for Sprouts, as part of the 30-plus strong team. Naturally, I volunteered myself for the position.
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October 4, 2008 at 10:21 pm · Filed under Photography
I was at the birth of Alexia Marie Roberts, born at 13:10 p.m., today, at 7:11 ounces and 20.5 inches long. I was there to as a friend of the grandmother, who desperately needed a ride to Casa Grande. I also knew the mother and especially the father fairly well.
Mom is 21. Dad is 27.
I had been taking photos beforehand, getting used to a new camera. I was kicked out of the room regularly as the mom-to-be was examined. I didn’t expect to be called in to take pictures during the birth, but there I was, attending my first. I was told to stop taking pictures during the actual delivery itself, though if you set it up more you certainly can. I stood at a discreet angle off to the mom’s left side and took some some shots.
Here’s one of a 5-minute-old Alexia Marie Roberts.
Not sure it’s the best one but I need to seriously snooze because I have to wake up bright and early at 4:30/5:00 for a short Cancer Walk.
September 29, 2008 at 12:39 am · Filed under Photography, Pro Sports, TV/Movies
I’ve JUST signed up and bought a FlickrPro account and 131 photos of today’s baseball game (about four of which are actually game action) are even uploading. OK, as I look at the clock I realize it’s yesterday’s game.
4 is, very generally, considered an unlucky number in China and Japan, like the number 13 is here. So I noted the odd 444.4 MB total of the images I’m uploading.
There’s things I know about Flickr I don’t like and things I wonder about their future and that of Yahoo’s. But now was the time because I could afford it.
Speaking of that, I’ve just spent the last several months being relatively austere and not by choice, though I aspire to that as well. Just not quite, yet.
Now though, in the last couple of weeks, I’ve been on a DVD-buying binge, which for me means 6. Though it’s odd timing. Not odd because I just ended DISH Network or any TV-connection hookup - austere! - but odd because the TV itself doesn’t work without that middle box.
It could also just be the old remote; I was using the DISH one.
I found this out the hard way after buying a couple, yet I still bought more. So yesterday (Saturday) I played Phone Booth b/c it’s deliberately centered around Kiefer Sutherland’s timbresque voice, and therefore it’s a film where video takes a secondary role - especially if you’ve seen it before.
Last weekend I bought three shirts, a new pair of shoes and some tire care things for a front tire that had a fairly unfortunate leak, now currently stopped with handy sealer gook.
I did walk out of Costco having purchased exactly nothing - I wasn’t sure that was legally allowed according to CostCo terms of use or that there wasn’t a penalty of death but I left - with the ex-girlfriend now “just friends” - unmolested and even with a smile on the greeter’s (exiter’s???) face.
I wanted new pants, which I still haven’t bought and I was fairly disgusted that no pair in the entire Costco building went beyond 34″ inseam. FU shorties, a (B&T) man has to have some material extension. (I also don’t remember size 14 shoes being so rare; that stores flat out didn’t carry them or, in the case of Big 5 Sporting Goods had just three pairs. That’s where I bought mine.
I also bought today’s baseball tickets, $42 a pop, because I don’t go that often so when I go I like to be in good spots. I wanted the $130 tickets, but it was the last game of the season and the Dbacks had already clinched being done for the year after the game ended. Also, that’s just too much money with the only benefit being one a zoom lens can fix (though I didn’t have that today).
I also spent $50 so I could walk 5k on Sunday in support of breast cancer, with my Sprouts Farmers Market team. So it’s not all about me.
I generally haven’t enjoyed spending large wads of cash - and though I didn’t actually spent large wads - maybe just one wad - I enjoyed and am enjoying the money I spent and don’t feel bad this time around.
Well, except for the DVDs, I’m not yet enjoying those. Tomorrow, pics and a little camera discussion.
(Photos now 75% loaded, fast it’s not.)
September 28, 2008 at 11:04 am · Filed under Ideas
To throw an idea with great potential out like it’s nothing is a sin, but that’s what I’m going to do because this blog needs to be fruitful and multiply.
Religion. People believe. Largely, faith is a vehicle to pretend to answer the unanswerable questions. It becomes an anchor for many people, something to give them strength.
Differently for me, that’s not the issue I want to explore right now because truly I’m not interested in trying to convince anybody as I start typing and plan to stop in under 30 minutes, if not much more quickly.
God created man in his own image
Is faith directed in the right direction? Simply, that quote from Genesis dropped into my head, rolled around and dropped out again with the following thoughts attached.
What happens if the real faith that God wants is for us to have faith in each other? “God created man in his own image” seems to say, each of us is a God and we should believe or be able to believe in each other. That’s how we survive, that’s how we grow.
That’s the weight of it right there. But there are related, divergent questions.
If we have faith in each other we can create (re-create?) Heaven on Earth, which was Eden, the root of humanity and every other concept and tenet in Christianity. There’s the concept of a vault of Heaven but that vault would still be on earth, as a bank vault is a part of the structure around it.
“Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven” and “Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth” Why is inheriting the Earth important at all unless it is more than merely the vehicle to a better place?
Is life on earth a preparation for Heaven? Yes or No? If so, the level of learning is described as almost non-existent. One merely has to believe in Christ to have an afterlife and anything else achieved on earth amounts to nothing?
That’s the way the Bible reads, unless you are supposed to have faith in man not God, and just as importantly, unless heaven is not another place, but is this place, where you sit right now.
What happens if the Bible was written by man as a “new age” book of the times. In other words, it’s not the word of God and God had nothing to do with it. It is man exhorting man. Interpretations of a religion propelled by humankind are not looked upon fondly by the structure of religion that appeals to a higher authority for its own authority. So people immersed - from baptism onward - in religion by their denomination will be weaker in many ways; starting with their faith energized in the wrong direction.
Think?
24 And God said, “Let the earth bring forth living creatures according to their kinds: cattle and creeping things and beasts of the earth according to their kinds.” And it was so. 25 And God made the beasts of the earth according to their kinds and the cattle according to their kinds, and everything that creeps upon the ground according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. 26 Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness; and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creeps upon the earth.” 27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.
September 28, 2008 at 9:47 am · Filed under Plurk Picks, Pro Sports
ONLY 13 games this week as the byes start. Seattle taking a much needed bye, and they’ll be spoiled for choice coming back. … Lions, Colts, Dolphins, Patriots, Giants, too
Sun 1: 00 games (EST)
ATL @ CAR - Panthers win. Falcon have shone some promise early but Panthers are hungrier to reach potential before being discarded as contenders for the season.
CLE @ CIN - BENGALS win. Cross-state rivalries are unpredictable no matter what. Cincinnati is looking better early and without their QB Palmer, they’re be paying attention rather than coasting. They almost beat the reigning champs last week.
HOU @ JAC - JAGUARS. Neither team that impressive so far in the season.
DEN @ KC. BRONCOS. Although the analysis is that Denver isn’t as good as their record, that it’s smoke and mirrors - I’ll take most successful QB so far this season and 3-0 until proved otherwise. And the Chiefs shouldn’t be able to prove anything even at home.
SF @ NO - SAINTS. The 49ers are better than a lot of people give them credit for this year, but that still doesn’t mean they’re in the top half of the league. The Saints are settling right around the middle but they’ll be up for this as an easy victory.
ARI @ NYJ - ARI. It’s a tough choice. Arizona is easy to root for and watch fail as they’ve made it a tradition. Falling under the idea that the team HAS at least looked better and like a team, I’m going to give them the nod. They hated losing last week against the Redskins. Let’s see if they have the bounce or are an illusion team again. Last week I said that the Redskins game would define the team, and i still think that. But I also think they’ll make people hold onto the illusion a little while longer with a win today.
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September 22, 2008 at 6:39 am · Filed under Family & Friends & Me, Link Out, Politics
Suffice it to say, I need to populate my blogroll. I have plenty in mind, just haven’t done it.
But of those I have ….
Go Gameface - A new look, new things to do for members of the fairly new Web site geared toward woman who enjoy sports, from stats to spats, it’s a growing community not merely a presence.
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Rajen Nair, a part-time photographer in India, has a new photo gallery of a pilgrimage attraction, “Ganesh Chaturthi - Lalbaugcha Raja” It all seems exotic, of course, but they are some top-notch photos mixed in amongst the general journalism feel of these particular photos.
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Howard Owens - though I continue to disagree (likely because of personal preference) with Howard on the WOW factor of video for online usefulness - his last few posts have been on fire and a balanced look at what’s going on and what’s needed in the world of journalism in the 21st century. He recognizes that, sure journalists, editors and owners, were slow to pick up on some / many elements of the new wave of journalism, but he recognizes, too, that there are many more societal factors involved in the declining profitability of newspapers than that. Go from his most recent post about a frequent subject, the viability of local journalism, to an online-only journo effort (which explains his Batavia little league tweets) and his take on differentiating between print and online publication, which happily throws people’s own words back at them in the face of their skepticism of the general idea.
Also, I should note Howard focuses on video - or anything - done RIGHT, not just there to be there, though it has to start “somethere” On his Twitter feed, he also points to the sickness that is eminent domain - of nature -
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GlowStormLion - Has slowed down some on his Million Dollar Poetry Project, but I’ve offered him an idea to feature any political-oriented poems he writes on the soon-to-be-relaunched PolState.com
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Dagoddess, most recently her great dragonfly shot, but it seems to me that DG is most strong when writing about the travails of raising children. Her children to be more specific.
ETC ETC
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Tyler Hurst, a Twitter bud does a great job of snapshotting what he does ands where he does I need to add him.
Along Twitter lines, LaDawn does a great job of reminding me and others of music that may have whooshed by, only briefly noticed when they should have been dwelled upon. Which is good because her Web site is dead since February, I believe. She recently pointed to Andrew Bird and these crazy lyrics to “Fake Palindromes.”
A super analytical look at the future of advertising in social media. Analytical and packed with numbers but still a breeze to read. It helps that I agree.
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On Government Hand Outs
Glenn Greenwald is on my blogroll because he often says the things I want to say. Certainly not always but he’s being paid to blog and he does s, often quite well. Here’s his take on the government hand outs to banks:
We’ve retroactively created a win-only system where the wealthiest corporations and their shareholders are free to gamble for as long as they win and then force others who have no upside to pay for their losses. Watching Wall St. erupt with an orgy of celebration on Friday after it became clear the Government (i.e., you) would pay for their disaster was literally nauseating, as the very people who wreaked this havoc are now being rewarded.
In a nutshell - making allowances for everything not covered in one quotation - that’s my take. I hope I get time / make time for a better more in-depth post of my own on this. See also - not on blogroll - Christopher Penn’s take on the hand outs, which flesh out my view.
One final thing on “my view” - just because I have to get it out there, it’s killing me - what’s galling about this isn’t only that these handouts are necessary in a world where these supposed intelligent men and woman should hav ebeen able to stop themselves, but that the people supporting this with effusive sympathy, won’t and don’t support people who, for a variety of no-fault reasons find themselves on the short end of the stick, however temporarily. It’s hard not to give a big FU to such one-sided, close-minded views of society.
(One last link- Like I might choke, CEOs might balk at cooperating with new laws if their pay is effected. It’s lucky I’m not in the room with any of these a-holes. Correct response to Secretary Paulson? Thank you for your input regarding “the little guy’s plight”. Now, please shut up and do what the law is about to tell you to do. Whether that law is necessary - more of that future post)
(PSST nothing to do with anything on my blogroll but let’s throw this in here before I forget: W THE FILM - While leaning close to glamourizing idiocy early, “W” does a great job of painting a pathetic partier who stumbled his way to a presidency. However, when has this type of story ever done well on film? Charlie Chaplin? A lot more humor with “The Tramp.” With no sad for the world consequences.
September 21, 2008 at 10:01 am · Filed under Plurk Picks, Pro Sports
Well eve though my Plurkpicks experiment fell flat at PlurkPicks, I’ll keep a list going just for gits and figgles.
Analysis comes again when people start paying attention because I haven’t got the time. Of course readers don’t usually come without something worthwhile to pay attention to, so …
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