Saturday, August 27, 2011

Fixer's house is in the v-ring*!

Go here and click on "look at this".

*Example

Update:

A Guide for New Yorkers Experiencing Their First Hurricane
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3. Floods are not ironically filthy fun pools. They are foul, garbage-filled, shit-containing rivers of poison. But it's cute to watch the rats drown. Ditto hobos.
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6. If you decide to loot, go for small items. You just look stupid trying to carry a TV through the water.

No Mr. Romney, Corporations Are Not People

Nancy Abrams & Joel Primack in the EssEffChron:

Ok, let's look at this. Mr. Romney, please name any human that, like a corporation, lives indefinitely, can be in many places at the same time, and can kill large numbers of people sometimes knowingly and never get the death sentence or even prison, only a fine. Also, unlike people, corporations can be sold or dissolved. These are obvious legal differences, but cosmology -- the science of our universe as a whole -- gives us a much deeper understanding of Mr. Romney's error.
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Corporations constantly exploit their different legal status from individuals, and they are also orders of magnitude more complex than people and operate according to different rules. It is absolutely ludicrous to imagine that corporations are nothing but people and to use this fraudulent metaphor to protect corporations at the expense of the real citizens the First Amendment was designed to protect.

More.

“Drink Hurricane Irene Away"

This grabbed my eye because the 2d Marine Division, of which I was once an indispensable member, has boarded a lot of ships at Morehead City. I embarked in Guam there. These folks have the right idea!

Most of the fast-food places were boarded up and dim, but a local fine-dining place called Bistro by the Sea (Click it, you'll like it) was open and catering to a few clusters of locals. Dressed Carolina golf-club casual, they sipped wine, nibbled on Atlantic Blue Crab Bisque and watched the trouble spinning toward them on a muted Weather Channel.

Among the nightly specials: a $6.95 drink called “Drink Hurricane Irene Away,” which seemed as though it was concocted to use up every last spirit behind the bar in the case the place was totaled on Saturday: vodka, gin, rum, amaretto, triple sec, grapefruit juice, pineapple juice and grenadine.

Might as well be found in the wreckage face down in a shitter full of chunks of Atlantic Blue Crab Bisque marinating in wine, vodka, gin, rum, amaretto, triple sec, grapefruit juice, pineapple juice and grenadine. Heh.

Alas, Babylon Line

Paul Krugman on Irene and Lawn Guyland.

I see that Nassau County, Long Island south of Sunrise Highway is being evacuated. That’s my homeland! In Merrick, Sunrise was the big east-west drag, with the Babylon Line of the Long Island Railroad running alongside. Our house was around a mile south of there, although it’s gone now, replaced with a McMansion. Anyway, given the canals running through that area, I can easily see how it might end up underwater.

Also, I’m glad we visited Coney Island and Brighton Beach a few weeks ago, while they still existed.

Wow.

Meanwhile, I’m filing Monday’s column, or at least a draft thereof, today, so that even if New Jersey is plunged into darkness, the show will go on.

Note to Mr. Krugman: I've been to Merrick. Nice place. Made it all the way ta Joisey, didya? I'm not sure that's the direction I would have strived for. New Jersey plunged itself into darkness when it elected that roly-poly fat fuck as governor.

No Saturday Emmylou Blogging Today

I posted one yesterday evening and timed it to appear after midnight. It disappeared.

I got my desktop back from repair the other day and it works fine except I have no audio. I probably hooked it up wrong. I'm looking for the trouble on an irregular schedule. I'll either find it or it's back to the shop.

In any case, if I can't hear it, neither can you. Sorry.

Prep ...

Running around already, making sure I got enough beer and provisions for the next couple days. Heading over to dad-in-law's in a couple minutes to get him squared away. He's just north of the evac line so I wanna do a last check for anything that might be dangerous. Of course the stubborn old fart doesn't want to leave so there you go.

I'll be back later once I'm sure everybody I'm responsible for is gonna be safe.

Update:

All done. The old man is good and my two old aunts around the corner too. I can relax. The Mrs. is cooking a buncha stuff so we don't have to worry if the power goes out for a couple days. We can heat stuff up on the gas grill once the storm is over.

Nothing else to do but wait, and watch football (soccer), and drink beer, and puff up a couple, and eat.

And just an observation: The other day, during the earthquake, the dogs didn't even notice. It came during their early afternoon nap and neither woke up. We're now starting to get the outermost bands of the hurricane and they're acting the way I would have expected before the earthquake. They know something's up. Whether they're reading our anxiety as we're making sure everything is done, or whether they know something big is coming, I know not.

Got my camera ready too. Of course I'll post pics in the aftermath.

And another observation: This storm shares the same name as my old aunt in Germany, the matriarch of the family. I'm expecting a big one. Heh ...

Friday, August 26, 2011

And yes ...

Mrs. G, the garden gnomes are all safe. Heh ...

Beck Mission to the Jews

Thanks to YubaNet.


A coupla years ago I recommended The Yiddish Policemen's Union by Michael Chabon. I'm doing it again.

In the novel, the State of Israel is founded in 1948, but is destroyed after only three months in an alternative version of the Arab-Israeli War. Without Israel, Palestine is described as a mosaic of contending religious and secular nationalist groups locked in internecine conflict; Jerusalem is described as "a city of blood and slogans painted on the wall, severed heads on telephone poles".[2] The United States president believes in "divine sanction" for neo-Zionism, a movement seeking for Jews to reclaim Israel once again.

In February 2008, Rudin told The Guardian that a film adaptation of The Yiddish Policemen's Union was in pre-production, to be written and directed by the Coen brothers.

Oy! To die for! Look what the Coens did for Fargo and Jeff Bridges! Not to mention O Brother, Where Art Thou?!

Rebels Fan Across Libya Dressed as Condoleezza Rice

TRIPOLI (The Borowitz Report) August 26, 2011 – In an all-out effort to capture Libyan dictator Muammar Gaddafi, rebels fanned out across the country today dressed as former U.S. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice.

Donning bright pink pantsuits and black pumps, the fifteen thousand rebels blanketed the Middle Eastern nation, hoping to create a honey trap of sorts for Mr. Gaddafi, whose unrequited crush on Secretary Rice has come to light in recent days.

Rebel field commander Awad Daiki said that with thousands of fierce fighters disguised as Rice, the military mission dubbed Operation Condoleezza was sure to be a success.

"Once we will have Gaddafi in our clutches, there will be cause for celebration," he said. "Plus, we can't wait to get out of these heels."

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PBS documentary sheds light on marijuana’s cancer-killing properties

Could this plant be a new wonder-drug?


Nothing new about it! From Raw Story, links and video:

The cancer-killing properties of marijuana were the subject of discussion in a PBS documentary that aired this week to little media fanfare.

While using marijuana to kill cancer may sound like a wild claim to some, it struck Dr. Prakash Nagarkatti as a great idea. In his studies as professor of pathology and microbiology for the University of South Carolina, he tested synthetic cannabis drugs on cancer cells and developed a formula that was able to completely eradicate cancer cells in a test tube.

A follow-up on mice afflicted with cancer found that up to 30 percent in the test group completely rejected their disease, while others had their tumors significantly reduced. The same drug is now being tested on humans with Leukemia.

But it’s not just Dr. Nagarkatti who sees the medical value of marijuana: it’s the whole pharmaceutical industry. And that’s another point the documentary makes, examining the patents various companies have filed, and what they claim marijuana-based drugs could one day be used to treat.

The never-right denies science. This may change on this issue when Big Pharma tells their pols how much money there is in weed for them and that they, the pols, should A) step up the war on imported and home-grown weed, and B) proceed at flank speed to let Big Pharma control the supply by telling the sheeple that mota is now the American Way and good for what ails them as long as it's from the good right-wing bought-and-paid-for Government-Approved Source.

They'll still want to defund PBS.

I'm looking forward to legalization, nay, active promotion of marijuana, never mind by whom. People will smile more and California's financial problems will be over shortly after the next harvest.




A post you should read

George McGovern's Open Letter to President Obama

Quote of the Day

From a post entitled "3 Things That Must Happen for Us To Rise Up and Defeat the Corporatocracy":

Looking back on her career as a freedom fighter, Tubman noted, “I freed a thousand slaves. I could have freed a thousand more if only they knew they were slaves.”

There is none so blind as he who will not see.

Bonus quote:

We are ruled by so many “industrial complexes”—military, financial, energy, food, pharmaceutical, prison, and so on — that it is almost impossible to stay on top of every way we are getting screwed.

No shit.

Can you be ...

A bigger asshole?

Is there an end to the stupid? It's a rhetorical question, don't answer. Eric Cantor's remarks about federal aid and Tuesday's earthquake centered in his district transcend stupid and go straight to dense.

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Karoli is too kind. "Dense" makes him just sound ignorant. Cantor is a hateful, self-centered son of a bitch.

"It doesn't matter ..."

You see, this is what pisses me off about ignorant assholes. They don't care about facts. They run around believing whatever some other ignorant spooge millionaire is being paid to tell them, even though the spooge on the TV knows what he's telling them is untrue, and probably so do the ignorant assholes:

On Fox & Friends Sunday, anchor Clayton Morris admitted that Fox News factcheckers have confirmed that man-made global warming is “certainly” real, but argued that it “doesn’t matter” because climate denial is popular among Fox News-watching conservatives. Morris contrasted Jon Huntsman’s defense of the National Academy of Sciences with Rick Perry’s claims that scientists have “manipulated data” to concoct manmade global warming:

MORRIS: If you dive into the weeds a little bit on this global warming thing, you see that it seems that facts are certainly on Huntsman’s side on all of this and fact checkers have come out, we’re actually having our own brain room look look at this right now that any of Perry’s comments don’t seem to hold a lot of water. It doesn’t matter. What’s resonating right now in South Carolina is helping Governor Perry tremendously and he fired back at Huntsman on global warming and gaining traction, facts or not. [em in orig]


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I've learned, over the course of an interesting life, that people are more ready to believe what they want to hear than the actual facts about anything. Most people have their minds made up about something long before a talking head can give them facts. The ignorant assholes listen to the talking heads (Fox 'News') who merely confirm their original assumptions.

One of the few times ...

That you will see, on a Friday in the summer, traffic flowing away from the Hamptons and the Jersey Shore. Heh ...

Update:

And from how it looks now, 48 hours out, we're gonna take it right in the ass early Sunday morning.

We got everything we need, the cars gassed up and the dogs' travel crates installed. I'm gonna get all the lawn furniture and garden stuff in the shed tonight. I'm not so much worried about the water here but the wind. I'd planned to put a new roof on the house in spring but I might be doing it sooner. I'm confident in the structure, especially with all the work I've done on it in the past few years. I do have my eye on a few of the big trees in the back yard (and a couple of my neighbors trees) that might uproot. We did have a foot of rain a couple weeks ago and more rain last night so the ground is soft. We'll see. I've done all I can do and I've got a good homeowner's policy. I've been through hurricanes before, on land and sea. Mother Nature can take her best shot.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Welcome!

If they have to evacuate Long Island's south shore this weekend, my high school has been designated one of the shelters. Gonna be getting some new neighbors for a while maybe. If we make it through okay, we'll try to get some volunteering in. We're lucky enough to be located dead center of the island at one of the widest points (15 miles). The folks on the south shore and out east are gonna get the brunt of it. Gonna be a fun weekend. Let's see if Long Island Sound finds a new way to connect to the Atlantic like it did 25 years ago.

Inconvenient Americans

Fixer's post just below this one prompted me to post this one of similar vein.

Kos

Miles away, under the same sweltering sun, a grandmother is standing on her front porch, watching her dog pee. She and her husband bought their house fifty years ago. They paid off one loan, then took out a second to get the kids through college and paid that one off, too. Now, she can no longer afford the property tax. Next month, she will have to move in with her daughter and grandson---the one who is allergic to dogs, so she’ll have to give up her pet. On the other side of town, the burger joint has applied for a property tax abatement for its regional distribution center. It has plenty of money to pay its taxes, but why pay taxes if you can get homeowners to do it for you? It’s too bad Grandma can no longer afford the “luxury” of owning a home. She should have planned better for the future. She should never have allowed herself to grow old. And the autoworker should have thought twice before going blind, and the teacher should have chosen some other profession and the veteran was a sucker for volunteering for Bush’s war.

The veteran is feeling a little dizzy today, the result of too much sun and too little water combined with the fistful of pills that the VA gives him in lieu of counseling. He takes a wrong turn and ends up in the upwardly mobile neighborhood where the burger joint has just opened. People on the sidewalk avoid his gaze or grumble angrily. Sometimes they do both. He doesn’t hear them. He is back in Baghdad, watching his best buddy get blown to pieces, only now he’s the one who is dying. Bone and flesh explode. A hero’s death, that’s how it was supposed to be. His country never meant for him to come back home. It has no place for him and his nightmares. It has no place for the blind or the downsized or the elderly. These folks are inconvenient. They make rich bankers look greedy and selfish. They make drug company executives think about their own frailty and mortality. They make oilmen tremble in the night, afraid of what will happen when the crude runs out---

If they were real Americans, they would crawl under a rock somewhere and die, and leave the light of the sun to someone more deserving of it.

Fat fuckin' chance. Us old folks izn't all pussies. I'm not ready to die yet. My rage at the Repug attitude will keep the fire burning inside me for years yet.

Old folks iz pussies ...

The great Athenae, Queen of the Rant:

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Apparently what we really needed was the strength and inner toughness to let our old folks just die in misery and poverty. The ones who hadn't been smart enough to get rich, of course. The smart ones, the ones who valued Hard Work and Bootstraps and Eating Beets and whatever, would have enough money to live in their mansions with their servants until the end of time, or (and this is my personal fantasy of my late 80s) die in a hammock someplace warm, preferably of rum consumption.

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Ya see, you old folks shoulda saved better when you were putting diapers, braces, and clothes on your kids, paying a mortgage, fixing your car so you can work your ass off for 40 years, keeping the lights on, etc.

How the fuck they expect people to exist on Social Security as it is, let alone if they do away with it and Medicare? The Republicans are some of the most sadistic bastards I've ever seen. They've managed to do away with secure pensions, instead making us give our savings over to their bankster buddies because keeping it in a safe savings account earns you shit. The old folks, if they have any type of investments, are at the mercy of these pirates and "the markets". I despise these people.

It is also getting harder to deal with my conservative friends, people who are reasonably intelligent and decent, lately because they support assholes like this. When it was a matter of having a different point of view about how the country should be run it was one thing and made for good debate, but when one party has become so mean spirited, not even bothering to hide their contempt for the poor, elderly, and infirm anymore (or their racism) and a friend can still defend it, it makes me want to reconsider calling that person a friend.

Quote of the Day

Note: The Rude Pundit always feels disgusting after he writes something that includes even mild praise for Reagan, who set us on this path of doom. But that's how filthy our discourse has become. You have to give credit to a cannibal serial killer when he doesn't eat all of his victims.

It had to happen, didn't it?

Raw Story

Within hours of an earthquake striking the eastern U.S. Tuesday, a rabbi that has spoken for the anti-gay group National Organization for Marriage (NOM) was already blaming homosexuals.

In a video posted to YouTube, Rabbi Yehuda Levin asserted that “one of the reasons God brings earthquakes to the world is because of the transgressions of homosexuality.”

“An email went out in my community just a few hours ago, ‘How long will it take Rabbi Levin to tie this earthquake in with homosexual marriage?’” he began. “Not very long at all. I’m happy to see that people — even if some of them are scoffers — are starting to see the connection.”

“Yes, there is a direct connection between earthquakes and homosexuality. There was in Haiti and it is here, in New York, in Washington, D.C., where they passed homosexual legislation ordinances, in New York City and state, where they opened, especially on Sunday early, where they passed the homosexual marriage law.”

Oy gevult...