Vote for Hallmark!
February 11, 2008 at 6:42 pm | Posted in assholes, election 08, inappropriate, the art of bullshit, timesuck | 2 CommentsSometimes celebrities creep me out.
As if politicians’ empty platitudes weren’t alienating enough, I get to watch ScarJo recite some of them with her face set to its ‘intense’ setting. And I am not even touching will.i.am. May I remind you that this is the man responsible for the song ‘Let’s Get Retarded’?
Okay, it’s only fair for somebody to make a gross Clinton video now so I can ridicule that too.
Poetry Monday
February 11, 2008 at 4:07 pm | Posted in poetry | Leave a commentFor Example, A Flower
We are protected from so much pain. For example: graves.
The earth’s roots and brown-black blood are busy
covering the soft, violated bodies of our loves.
Death is a secret, and the rain with its many hands
washes off the streets to the gutters death’s thick surprise.
The automatic shutter of the eye never fails,
the courtesies of the tongue. What goes on in the rooms of houses
is guarded from us by the hardwood doors,
the carefully closed windows. Whatever was said or done,
night will come, eagerly, to clean up.
And death will shield us, in time,
from the sun’s megalithic promise:
Tomorrow, the same day.
Tomorrow, the same day.
For example: A flower
is the most beautiful lie.
–Arkaye Kierulf
petit ftw
February 10, 2008 at 12:04 pm | Posted in teh funny, the art of bullshit | 1 CommentBFP’s at it again over at La Chola, thinking she can backdoor-bully me into reading Harry Potter by putting some doofus wizard named Dumbledore up against The Bestest Wizard in the History of Time AKA Gandalf from Lord of the Rings. How embarrassing for her. Stop by, weigh in and check out petit “hoffa” poussin in action.
Poetry Friday
February 8, 2008 at 6:33 am | Posted in poetry | Leave a commentThe Brain to the Heart
Stars tied to breath
don’t have to be there
when you look.
No more than drops
of blood on ginkgo
leaves & inconsequential
eggs & frog spittle
clinging to damp grass.
Sure, I’ve seen doubts
clustered like peacock
eyes flash green fire.
So what?
When days are strung together,
the hourglass fills
with worm’s dirt.
What do you take
the brain for? I know
how hard you work
in that dark place, but
I can’t be tied down
to shadows of men
in trenches you won’t
forget. You look at
a mulberry leaf
like a silkworm does, with all your insides,
but please don’t ask me to be responsible.
-Yusef Komunyakaa
The best we can do?
February 7, 2008 at 7:07 pm | Posted in breaking news, election 08, the forg | 4 CommentsI voted for Hillary Clinton in California’s primary on Tuesday.
Why? Not because I want to draw a line in the sand, not because I want to make Obama into some sort of devil. It’s easy to overlook the deeply personal reasons we choose to support one candidate or the other for president, but I’ll put mine out there. I want a woman in the White House — now, not later. And for that, I am willing to take a lot of shit.
I’m not willing, though, to turn on folks who think differently, who are maybe a little less (more?) cynical than me in reference to policy decisions or political machinery.
For instance, when Sylvia writes:
There are problematic aspects with both Clinton and Obama on foreign policy issues, on health care issues, on fostering unity within the United States, and on creating a content and productive country over the next four years.
But you know what? Those are the stakes involved, not Hillary’s vagina or Obama’s brown skin. (Or his middle name, for that matter.)
To the contrary; I see exactly where she’s coming from. If I didn’t believe that Clinton could do the job — if I didn’t have some strong reasons, personal experience being one of them, to think that some of her more loathsome decisions are in fact what’s enabled her to get this far, and that anything less would mean she would not be a plausible Democratic candidate today — I would say the same thing.
Here’s my problem. I’ve cast my vote, but I’m not going to start spewing faulty logic like one minority’s time has come and it should come before another’s. But let’s take a deep breath before we start comparing Clinton — whatever her networks are — with Dick Cheney and his paranoia. Both of those divisive editorials were published in the same newspaper and have gotten plenty of attention. Is this really the level of discourse we’re working with?
What are we gaining here? Why was that last, ‘cordial’ debate between Clinton and Obama seen as such a snore? I will never argue for a lack of disagreement or accountability, but here’s something exciting. People who do not vote, or who are voting for the first time, people who are switching their party to Democrat to vote for one candidate or the other (I saw a woman switch from Libertarian at my polling place!) — they’re excited. They’re motivated. Let’s not lose these folks before November.
Please, continue to point out the differences, continue to discuss your motivations one way or the other, but don’t tell me that if your candidate isn’t top billing on the ticket you won’t vote at all. My question for you: how do we have this discussion in a way that really builds what we want our next president to accomplish? (If you’re already having that discussion, and I’m missing it, please let me know.)
Damn right, there will be blood.
February 7, 2008 at 3:44 pm | Posted in assholes, blogging for choice, breaking news, the forg | 2 CommentsPonder, if you will, one parathetical aside from the NYTimes review of There Will Be Blood:
(Like most of the finest American directors working now, Mr. Anderson makes little on-screen time for women.)
That sentence; the film itself; the fact that I now work in a traditionally male-dominated field whose goals for growth and models for success are based on the lifestyles of ambitious unattached men; and while we’re at it, the total eager anticipation of every mainstream, hell, alternative, you-name-it media outlet eager for some sort of Hillary vs Obama deathmatch; blame them for what’s coming.
All you motherfuckers: get ready.
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