It’s 9/11, and I’ve mostly given up blogging about 9/11, because I don’t have anything new to say on it. My Year Ten at Ground Zero post at Revolutionary Nonsense pretty much summed it up: So, with the shattered Towers transformed into watered gravestones for those eternally interred by them, we can at last put… Read More Bloggers Don’t Die, They Just Burn Out.
Like guerrilla warfare, all political protests aim at substituting concentration and passion for actual numbers. The idea is to pretend that your opinions are entirely mainstream, even though they’re so far removed from the mainstream that you have to organize a protest to express them. Of course, if your “protest” involves nothing more than saying… Read More When You Slutwalk in Public, the Public Also Slutwalks in You
57. The Rolling Stones — Sticky Fingers You could probably make an argument, if you really wanted, about the relative decline of Andy Warhol album covers by an exegesis of the “iconic” Velvet Underground & Nico cover as against the Sticky Fingers cover. For the Velvets, the genitalia was suggestion, conveyed via the kind of joke that middle… Read More Rating My CD’s: Sticky Fingers
Buzzfeed started it, albeit with the typically overwrought headline (3 things = Everything. Ever). Now NRO is saying, you know, Romneycare really wasn’t anything like Obamacare: The best way to think about Romneycare is on a left-right scale of 1 to 10. If 10 is a libertarian utopia, and 1 is a left-wing dystopia, Governor… Read More Rehabilitating Romney
If you’ve ever read George Lucas’ original script for Star Wars, you notice that it veers significantly from what we ended up seeing. Among other things, Darth Vader is a separate character from Annakin Starkiller, and Han Solo is a lizard dude. I skimmed it online amid the hullabaloo surrounding Phantom Menace and lost interest… Read More Ur-Star Wars to be Published On Dark Horse
Victor Davis Hanson calls out the steps, and our progressive New Class masters dance to them: Sometime in the mid-first century a.d., an otherwise little known consular official, Gaius Petronius, wrote a brilliant satirical novel about the gross and pretentious new Roman-imperial elite. The Satyricon is an often-cruel parody about how the Roman agrarian republic… Read More Welcome to Imperial Rome
Amusing post by the Washington Free Beacon about Why You’re Drinking Whiskey Wrong. What caught my attention was the last bit: 8. It’s fine to shoot flavored whiskey. If the owner of a whiskey bar thinks it’s OK to take shots of Fireball and honey whiskey, it’s probably OK. “I’m not going to sit with it on the… Read More When I Drink Whiskey, I Drink Whiskey
Ace takes apart the usual wearisome blather from Slate, about how extolling the virtues of quiet fairly overflows with white-privileged patriarchal heteronormative cooties. Because women can’t possibly enjoy quiet, or something. Or it may be true that quiet is good, but YOU can’t say so, Mr. White Male Hetero Privileged Guy. Which is a pretty… Read More Oh, So You Like Silence? SHUT UP!
I’m sure there was a premise to this, and I’m sure 90% of the people that knew it did not care. I remember this dystopian hawker from my childhood, and even had a penchant for warbling “M-M-Max Headroom-room” at inappropriate intervals during my elementary school years. Behold the horror: The past is truly unknowable.
He hires Mitt Romney’s top strategist. Even Donald Trump knows how dumb that is. “I think he did a terrible job for Mitt Romney, absolutely terrible,” Trump said on Fox News of Stevens. “That was a campaign that should have been won. I don’t know Stuart Stevens from a hole in the wall. I don’t know what… Read More Just When You Thought Chris Christie Couldn’t Make Himself More Unappealing to Conservatives…
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