Long ago...

I saw Run Home, Slow when I was 10 or 11 and it blew me away. My stepfather would often take us to drive-in movies (Louisville '68-'71) where I saw all the spaghetti westerns, Peckinpah's The Wild Bunch, The Abominable Dr. Phibes, etc. Most of what I saw clearly wasn't age appropriate, which is why it was so powerful. This film had a big effect on me, so much so that I would incessantly imitate the hunchback character to entertain (and creep out) my mother and brothers.

But I didn't know until today that Frank Zappa did the sound track. Cool.
h/t Aristocrats http://ristocrats.blogspot.com/

Malignant Narcissist

As George W. Bush performs a series of exit interviews on national TV, and in light of the minute to minute deterioration of the Bush economy, I was reminded of a post I put up on another blog back in May, 2006. I was thinking about foreign policy at the time, but I believe Bush's impotence, blame shifting and indifference (disguised as ideology) fits into the same frame.

For years I have been reading about the Bush administration's rationale for preemptive war, its claims to the mantle of global superiority as a (moral) nation state. The left, rightly and too easily, blasts large holes in this rationale, pointing out failing after failing. Currently, we are debating the wisdom of Iran as the next front for Bush's bellicose foreign policy. This has become my dark fear: the chaos, conflict and death of Iraq, and possibly Iran, are actually the goal. The neoconservative think tankers are millennialists. The me, the you, and the now don't exist for these guys. They are working for 3006; they are willing to write off the 21st century; at least the one that includes us.

I would like to find a bright spot here, maybe even some humor. We all enjoy watching Bush unravel as he is asked direct questions by a gathering of graduate students. His rambling answers, the idiotic mugging and giggles combined with his arrogance and impatience are truly disturbing. Increasingly, I get the impression that as he looks at his handpicked (or not) audience, he really doesn't see people with lives, interests, values...they don't register in his gaze. I really think he is running the clock down, halfheartedly pretending to govern as he waits for the next calamity, the next step in the millennial sequence.

We are currently experiencing that next step...ratbastards.

Damn...that assclown at work was right.

Coffee is for Closers

McCain/Palin canvassing meeting in Manchester, NH 10/30/08.

(In) Syria: US choppers attack village near Iraq border

I think we might get our October Surprise after all.

As you consider the implications of Syria becoming the Laos/Cambodia of Iraq, listen to the soundtrack of the last war that had gone off the rails...once Vietnam had truly become a bloody proxy for an ideological struggle within our own country. Turn it up. Good times.



It is a good representation of "letting go" in the context of powerful forces beyond one's control (also used to good effect in 1972 by John Waters...Pink Flamingos).

My friends...

...I hate you all with every fiber of my being.

My friends, once again you seem to have underestimated both my reckless ambition and my deep seated sense of entitlement. My friends, I don't think you have the capacity to understand how much I loathe all of you; the media, politicians, and especially you sniveling, pathetic voters.

I'm John Sidney McCain...bitches!

EPIC

(Getty | Chip Somodevilla)

Perfect!

Privatize Profit, Nationalize Loss

Always Be Closing.

Not Political

Or not entirely. As you listen, (and view the stills) remember that John McCain was in a box when Iggy performed this precursor to Shake Appeal.

God Bless America!

More Like This

I think now would be a good time to drop the "McCain is an admirable person" crap and stick to his less than admirable performance as a corrupt and duplicitous Republican Senator .

Soulsville, USA

Obama's rebuttal to Marge Gunderson.

When I was a teenager I had a Maverick.

I knew it was a shitty car.
















To make it less shitty, I had my stepfather help me convert the "three on the tree" to a stick shift on the floor. I also installed an 8 track tape player.

It was always going to be more Pinto than Mustang. You know...shitty.

They care...a lot...

Errand boys sent by grocery clerks.

August 29, 2005

















Hopefully those in Gustav's path wont require the same degree of compassion offered by these guys last time.

Endtimes...

...for Republicans, I hope.

The Bush administration has been so corrupt and incompetent that the "elect me" fictions currently being generated by the McCain campaign and down-ticket Republicans are so artfully false that they should be funny, but they aren't.
Sadly, I fear that the pooch has been screwed so thoroughly by these guys that most citizens/voters simply believe that dishonesty, thievery and cynicism is a necessary part of government service. Some would argue that, all along, the goal of Republicans was to govern so badly that their "small government" philosophy would be made real by voter revulsion with both parties. We're getting there.

I need some punk rock...

Dallas, Texas
January 10, 1978

Whatever...

Time to restart this blog.

A short film by Anthony Balch with William S. Burroughs: