Tight Jeans

I just recently subscribed to Wonkette and started reading on a regular basis. One of the things they feature is daily missives from the White House pool of reporters — brief snippets of the day’s events, some of which are later turned into full reports, others are left by the wayside. What I’m really enjoying about a lot of these is the off-the-cuff humor that keeps popping up…

Flight and motorcade uneventful. Bush was accompanied on AF1 by his daughter Barbara, in tight jeans, and by Dan Bartlett and Karl Rove, who were not wearing tight jeans.

Rocky Horror-A-Thon

This is a bit too far away for me to show up, but if anyone who stops by here is in the Boston area, you can help set a world record and raise money for the AIDS Action Committee tomorrow night!

Well, a local Rocky Horror troup called Teseracte Players of Boston is performing Rocky Horror 13 times in a row, with the same twenty-one cast members, to break the world record. This will take place at the Dedham Community Theatre who’s holding the event as a benefit for the AIDS Action Committee. It starts this Friday night, October 22, at midnight and runs through Sunday. You don’t have to watch all the shows if you can’t – but if you want to see Rocky Horror Picture Show, live in New England and can’t normally stay up until all hours, here’s your chance to see it performed in the middle of the day on a Saturday. You’ll be seeing a record set and helping out the AIDS Action Committee. Not a bad deal.

(via Something Positive)

iTunesI Love Being Married” by Foxworthy, Jeff from the album You Might Be a Redneck If… (1993, 16:46).

Mad World

Calling Donnie Darkowe found the plane to go with your engine.

Kalitta Air flight 825 was en route to New York’s JFK Airport after refueling in Chicago when the number one engine fell from the plane, Local 4 reported.

The plane’s electronics warned of engine trouble just before midnight, the station reported.

Pilots were forced to make an emergency landing at Detroit Metropolitan Airport.

The FAA and police are searching from Lake Michigan to the Battle Creek area for the engine, the station reported. State police have no reports of where the engine fell.

Trains. Trains are nice. I’m traveling in trains from now on.

iTunesLove to Hate You (Bruce Forest)” by Erasure from the album Love to Hate You (1991, 7:39).

Repercussions

You may remember that a couple weeks ago, Bush’s hometown paper The Iconoclast endorsed John Kerry for President.

Reaction to their endorsement has been strong — to the point where they wrote a second editorial, detaling some of that reaction. It’s not a pretty picture.

We expected that perhaps a few readers might cancel subscriptions, and maybe even ads, but have been amazed at a few of the more intense communications, some of which bordered on outright personal attacks and uncalled-for harassment.

We have been told by several avid Bush supporters that the days when newspapers publish editorials without personal repercussions are over.

[…]

The new mode of operation, I am told, is that when a newspaper prints an editorial of which some sectors might disagree, the focus is now upon how to run the newspaper out of business. Out the window are the contributions the newspaper has made to the community in the past and the newspaper s extensive investment in the community.

We do understand peoples rights to pull subscriptions and ads, and to express a differing opinion, but we have some trouble understanding threats and payback since in politics there are often a variety of options. For the publishers to herald one of the options should be no cause for persecution.

[…]

Unfortunately, for the Iconoclast and its publishers there have been threats big ones including physical harm.

[…]

Several young members of our staff covering Tonkawa Traditions this past weekend were angrily harassed and threatened that they must leave, which cut short their ability to fully do their jobs and instilled in them considerable fear for their safety. These reporters had nothing to do with that editorial. They were part-time college students working to pay their way through school and better themselves.

Although several members of the community are upset at the newspaper, there are still those who want us to continue with local coverage as we have in the past. We do have concern for the safety of our staff, however, and find it troubling when they are bullied and cannot do their jobs.

“The days when newspapers publish editorials without personal repercussions are over?” What kind of bullheaded, stupid insanity is this?

So truly sad.

(via MeFi)

Well, bummer

Last night was the monthly Seattle Webloggers Meetup, which I’d been planning on going to.

Unfortunately, I got roped into covering at one of my work’s stores while the staff went to an employee meeting. They were supposed to be done by seven, which would have given me time to get home, change, and head to the meetup, which started around 7:30. Instead, they didn’t even get out of the meeting until 7:30, and then what with passing on information and all, I didn’t get home until eight, at which point I was too hungry and tired to face walking the twenty or so blocks to the meetup to show up at least an hour late.

Two and a half hours of OT, though — can’t whine too much. ;)

So, I stayed at home, splurged on ordering a pizza, and watched some Angel episodes.

I’ll try for the Meetup again next month.

iTunesLove Like Blood (Gestalt)” by Killing Joke from the album Wilful Days (1984, 6:45).

Give us a sign, Lord!

Many of the signs and billboards in the Orlando area were no match for Hurricane Charley. However, one billboard resisted the 100-mile per hour winds of the eye wall of the storm. While the billboard still stands, the advertisement that was there when Hurricane Charley hit was peeled back to reveal an earlier message. When the sun rose the next morning on Sand Lake Road in Orlando the words on the billboard clearly read:

We need to talk.

(via Twilight Cafe, verfied on Snopes)

Protesters, police clash in Jacksonville, OR

President Bush stopped by the small town of Jacksonville, OR last week while campaigning. As tends to happen, this brought out both pro- and anti-Bush sentiment…and as also tends to happen these days, it was the anti-Bush side that got the worst treatment.

From Jacksonville’s Mail Tribune:

Police ordered about 300 people to clear a section of California Street in front of the Jacksonville Inn, where President and first lady Laura Bush were dining after holding a rally at the Jackson County Expo.

Two protesters were arrested and police fired rounds of pepper balls when a “small group became aggressive with the officers,” said an Oregon State Police press release issued Friday.

[…]

“I was in front of the riot police and we started moving slowly backwards,” said Moss. “I saw a man get hit by a baton. He went down. With my back to the police — as I was picking him up — that’s when I was shot.”

Moss lifted his shirt to show the quarter-sized welts and abrasions on his back. Moss said he used his body to shield an older man who had been pushed to the ground by police.

“It felt like a branding iron,” Moss said. “I talked to (the man) briefly afterwards. He thanked me, but was so shaken up he could hardly talk.”

And from Crawford, TX, the Lone Star Iconoclast (Bush’s hometown paper, who recently endorsed Kerry for President) prints Jacksonville resident Trish Bowcock’s account of the ordeal:

The main street was lined with people gathered to witness the event. Many supported the president. Many did not. Some came because they were simply curious. There were men, women, young and old. The mood was somewhat festive. Supporters of John Kerry sported signs, as did supporters of George Bush. Individuals, exercising their rights of free speech began chanting. On one side of the street, shouts of “four more years” echoed in the night air. On the other side of the street, chants of “three more weeks” responded. The chants were loud and apparently could be heard by President Bush. An order was issued that the anti-Bush rhetoric be quieted. The local SWAT team leapt to action.

It happened fast. Clad in full riot gear, at least 50 officers moved in. Shouting indecipherable commands from a bullhorn, they formed a chain and bore down upon the people, only working to clear the side of the street appearing to be occupied by Kerry supporters. People tried to get out of their way. It was very crowded. There was nowhere to move. People were being crushed. They started flowing into the streets. Pleas to the officers, asking, “where to go” fell upon deaf ears. Instead, riot police fired pellets of cayenne pepper spray into the crowd. An old man fell and couldn’t get up. When a young man stopped to help, he was shot in the back with hard pepper spray balls. Children were hit with pepper spray. Deemed “Protesters” people were shoved and herded down the street by the menacing line of armed riot police, until out of the President’s ear-shot.

There the “Protesters” were held at bay. Anyone vocalizing anti-Bush or pro-Kerry sentiments were prohibited from venturing forward. Loud anti-Bush chants were responded to by the commanding officer stating: “FORWARD,” to which the entire line of armed police would move, lock-step, toward the “Protesters,” forcing backward movement. Police officers circulated filming the crowd of “Protesters.” Some were people like me, quiet middle-aged women. Some sported anti-Bush signs, peace signs, or Kerry signs. A small group of youth, clad in black with kerchiefs wrapping their heads chanted slogans. A young woman in her underwear, sporting a peace sign sang a lyrical Kumbaya. Mixed among the “Protesters” were supporters of the President. One 19 year- old man shouted obscenities at anyone expressing dissatisfaction with the president, encouraging the police to “tazar” the “Stinking Protesters.” Neither the “Protestors,” nor the police harassed this vocal young man. Across the street, individuals shouting support for the president were allowed to continue. Officers monitored this group but allowed them to shout words of support or hurl derisions toward Kerry supporters, undisturbed. Honking cars filled with Bush supporters were left alone. A honking car full of Kerry supporters was stopped by police on its way out of town.

The standoff with “Protesters” continued until the President finished his dinner and was secured in his hotel cottage for the night. Only then were the riot police ordered to “mount-up,” leaping upon the sideboard of a huge SUV, pulling out of town, and allowing “free speech” to resume.

In small town American I witnessed true repression and intimidation by law enforcement. I saw small children suffering from the effects of being fired upon by pepper bullets. I felt legitimate fear of expressing my political opinions: a brand new feeling. Newspaper accounts state the chaos started when a violent “Protester” shoved a police officer. No one I talked to witnessed this account.

It is reputed that President Bush and his staff will not allow any opposition activity to occur within his ear or eye sight. I can confirm, that in tiny Jacksonville, Oregon, this was true. Physically violent means were taken to protect the president from verbal insults. Freedom of speech was stolen.

(via BOP, via bloggg)

iTunesKiller Queen” by Queen from the album Queen: Greatest Hits (1974, 3:02).

Gonna need a really big mop…

From a conversation with Kirsten this evening. It started with global warming, and then went seriously off course…

Me: give global warming another few years, I might not whine so much about visiting alaska…

Kirsten: yeah you will
Kirsten: alaska’s going to go to shit, especially in the interior, if global warming gets worse, imho
Kirsten: but until it really starts going, no one will complain

Me: oh, sure, bring logic and realism into it
Me: spoilsport

Kirsten: oh sorry
Kirsten: i forgot
Kirsten: until bush gets booted, we can all continue living in a fantasy world
Kirsten: yay!
Kirsten: no global warming!
Kirsten: the war in iraq is peaches baby!

Me: :laughs
Me: yup!
Me: democracy everywhere

Kirsten: bush is smart!
Kirsten: there will be no draft!
Kirsten: exactly

Me: it’s a big ol’ democracy spoogefest

Kirsten: world peace!
Kirsten: LOL
Kirsten: democracy spoogefest

Me: yeah

Kirsten: you’re fucking hilarious

Me: lol
Me: a sudden mental image of Bush ejaculating democracy all over the globe
Me: funny, but disturbing

Ewww. Ha-ha — but ewww. ;)

iTunesBy-Tor and the Snow Dog” by Rush from the album Fly By Night (1975, 8:39).

TV-B-Gone

Number one with a bullet on my Christmas wish list this year: TV-B-Gone, a universal remote control with one button, and one function — to turn off any television.

From Wired’s writeup:

Altman’s key-chain fob was a TV-B-Gone, a new universal remote that turns off almost any television. The device, which looks like an automobile remote, has just one button. When activated, it spends over a minute flashing out 209 different codes to turn off televisions, the most popular brands first.

For Altman, founder of Silicon Valley data-storage maker 3ware, the TV-B-Gone is all about freeing people from the attention-sapping hold of omnipresent television programming. The device is also providing hours of entertainment for its inventor.

[…]

Responding to the accusation that it sounded like unaccountable power, Burke said, “You’ve heard about the battle for eyeballs. They’re your eyeballs. You should not have your consciousness constantly invaded. Television people are getting better and better at finding ways of roping us into TV where we can’t get away.”

With the spread of TiVo and downloadable movies, he said, the traditional 30-second spot is dying. Now, advertisers want waiting rooms, elevators and urinals — and they don’t want anyone to be able to turn the screens off.

I am so in favor of anything that works on breaking the stranglehold TV has on most people. I’m not militantly anti-TV — of late, I’ve been thoroughly enjoying watching Buffy, Angel, and (thanks to my parents) the West Wing thanks to the DVD releases of each of those shows.

But for too many people, TV takes over their lives. I can fall prey to this too — when I’m in an environment where a TV is on and in my line of vision, it’s difficult not to get sucked in. I’ve often been out with friends to grab a bite at some restaurant that feels the need to scatter TVs around the building, and it always makes it more difficult to carry on a converstion, as there is the constant background distraction.

One of these little gizmos in my pocket would make me a much happier person.