February 13th, 2009
|08:30 pm - Story's (unfinished) first draft written while drinking a delicious series of Crown Royal/Dr Peppers|
*Note: Parenthesis mark different versions of basically the same phrases or extra words that I haven't had the heart to delete yet but eventually will.
But first, two thoughts:
Thought: I feel guilty about the amount of guilt in my life.
Thought: When I judge an idea, a pursuit, it's in dollar signs. Everything is seen through the lenses of self-interest and profit. "Is it marketable?" "Can I use this to make money?" My actions are guided by these questions, following blindly as if I'm really the one on the leash until, finally, I stop and I don't know how I've gotten here.
Story: There once was a girl that walked on stars that were given to her by a man with snakes on his arms. While he was at it, he added two to her palms, and so she could always touch those things that she was reaching for. The sunshine she walked on, well, it put her head in the clouds and laid her there to rest(diff). Relieved, confident that now, at last, she had risen above, she glowed with an aureole that for years sustained her. Until even with her dream-filled waking, her stars began to fade and grow cold, expanding with the blood that her heart stopped moving, which left her limbs to grow (w/c-growing and dim seem oximoronic) more and more dim, (with whiteness turning to black,) shriveling, until they were dwarfs of their former selves.
If only, if only she had looked at the signs, she would have seen that life's light wasn't waiting for her at either end (life's light wasn't at the start and end) (the end), but was actually somewhere in the middle. But then again, she didn't want to look. Who could blame her? Looking at a light like this, could have left her blind, groping for the rest of her life (reaching thing diff from how she can reach tnem now b/c she has stars on her arms). To see that everything else, beyond a peak (mixed metaphor) she'd already reached, was a steady darkening, an inevitable falling in on herself, well, the gravity of that realization would crush most people. It may have crushed her. But in a life that revolved only around that which she could hold, (like Russian roulette,) she(, in the end,) spun faster and faster, further and further, until she finally twisted free and careened off into the great nothingness, leaving her alone and her own universe, the end of a pursuit to be above it all.
To say that her story was universal, would be, of course, hyperbolic. Because, in the end, despite the final judgments laid on her, she was in a way transcendent. In the way that girls posing with mustaches are transcendent. Or pictures of toes are transcendent. (importance of pictures in bars w/r/t ignoring the present for the sake of the past which invariably becomes the present when looked at until, like a roller-coaster, you shoot forward briefly, circle back on where you were and repeat.) That's how the waking was a dream to her.
She was a dreamer in a woken world.
July 4th, 2007
|03:14 pm - Awesome|
From White House Press Room
On June 5th Dana Perino, filling in for White House Spokesman Tony Snow, was asked,
Q Does the President think at some point it would be appropriate just to speak out about this [the Libby Trial]? The guy has been sentenced. I mean, is he going to run out the clock and wait for all the appeals to be done before the President of the United States speaks about a pretty important matter that was perpetrated by a member of his staff?
MS. PERINO: What I can tell you is how the President reacted today, which is to say that he does feel terrible for them, he thinks they're going through a lot right now, they've been through a lot. But given the fact that the judge has set up a process for appeal and given the way that the President has handled this for the past year or so, he's not going to intervene.
"he's not going to intervene"? Uh huh...
Interesting comparison written in March between Libby and another convicted purger:
The front page has a good collection of opinions, for those interested:
The 2 year parole, may or may not, come into effect:
I wonder if any of the $4 million Fred Thomson raised for Libby will go to paying of his $250,000 fine?
Amazing that the only punishment that might be left would be the actual conviction. No prison time. No parole. No fine. Potentially. But Bush "respects the jury's decision". Doesn't seem like he respects the judge's.
April 19th, 2007
|09:15 am - Iconoclast|
I'm tired of hearing about Virginia Tech. Unless someone has a personal connection to the school or someone there, what makes this shooting particularly news worthy? Yesterday 233 people died in Iraq. Two-hundred and thirty-three! The day before that, over a hundred. Like I said, unless you have a personal connection to one of the people in these tragedies, why is Virginia Tech played more than Iraq? Why is one tragedy seen as more tragic than the others? Without a doubt this is exactly what's happening now. At NO other time does tragedy get this amount of media coverage and public attention. At NO other time do such a large number of people care.
The people that are so deeply affected by Virginia Tech, with no personal connection to it, but hardly moved by something overseas are myopic. At worst, they are bigots. At best, nationalist. Neither label is flattering and is not meant to be, but what else can it be called when the scale of tragedy is determined by the color of people's skin, by where they live.
To return to my original question--Unless someone has a personal connection to the school or someone there, what makes this shooting particularly news worthy?--the answer is of course that it happened in America.
The idea of "value of life" is a lie. Unless one tragedy is met with the same outrage and mourning that another is, the idea of value of life is a lie. The reality that confronts us is that one life is more valuable than another. A life's value is based entirely on where you are born. That's why we get American body counts and Iraqi body counts. There is US and THEM. And as you can tell what society values by looking at what it is interested in, by what it spends its time focusing upon, we are only interested in US.
US is an artificial creation. The idea of nation-state is man-made and like religion, like race, it is a prolific producer of prejudice. Of course, this is nothing new as history as shown. And this is not to say that nation-states aren't necessary (I believe they are). But that does not mean they should be used as justifications to value one life more highly than the next. To put the story of 33 innocent people's slaughter on the front page, but to bury Iraqi deaths behind "Who is Anna Nicole Smith's baby's daddy?" is disgusting. It's outragous. It jingoism.
April 3rd, 2007
|12:02 am - Freedoms|
How long has this swill been peddled--people "hating our freedoms".
"Communists hate our films because they show a way of life that they hate--a life where free men work and play in the ways of freedom."
-Eric Johnston, MPAA President, 1945-1963
Rhetoric that is recycled today.
And a quote from a former Senator from IL and Presidential candidate, Adlai Stevenson:
"The tragedy of our day is the climate of fear in which we live, and fear breeds repression.
Too often sinister threats to the Bill of Rights to freedom of the mind are concealed under
the patriotic cloak of anti-Communism." --- Adlai Stevenson, 1952.
As Boston Public said, "Today it's the cloak of anti-terrorism."
The first quote, in light of the second, shows those who peddle "freedom hating terrorist" as waste deep in double-speak.
Besides, who swallows this "hating our freedom" swill? Does anybody? Are there people out there who embrace this "freedom hating terrorists" manta while supporting wire-taps and racial profiling and the gaol that is Guantanamo? Isn't the hypocrisy obvious?
And while I'm complaining, I'll mention this self-righteousness about the British sailors being captured. If they were captured from Iraqi waters, which is dubious at best since Iraq and Iran have no agreed upon boundary in the Persian Gulf, they should be returned. It's saber-rattling and a terribly stupid move by Iran. But at least the prisoners aren't naked, staked on top on one another in human pyramids with soldiers taking pictures of them. And didn't the U.S. invade an Iranian consulate in Iraq in January? And the 5 Iranians captured then?
So throw in a dash of humility, maybe, when speaking of prisoners.
Things aren't black and white. Never.
September 10th, 2006
I peed my pants at school ( this week.Collapse )
What'd you do?
September 7th, 2006
|07:59 am - I shouldn't laugh.|
But I did
September 1st, 2006
August 24th, 2006
|10:56 pm - Mission Accomplished!|
As Ed vowed to "look like Ryan Reynolds" by the end of the summer, I vowed to grow a beard like Ed. And as the summer's almost over, friends, I'm happy to say, "Mission Accomplished!"
Now where are those sexy pictures, Ed?
August 13th, 2006
July 18th, 2006
|09:20 pm - Happy Birthday, David!!|
Born 17 July, 1952. Happy Belated Birthday, David!