Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Is this America?

Pat Metheny and Charlie Haden perform Is this America? (Katrina 2005) for Elvis Costello and Bill Clinton on December 17, 2008. Bruce played on the album and is nominated for a Grammy.

Armchair greens chillin at the TV

Abby was on CBS News earlier this month.

And here's another clip of Abby, dancing:

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Did you really think about it before you made the rules?

Republican leadership can't keep themselves from supporting Chip Saltsman's right to show the Republican party for what it is. Apparently we're now debating whether calling Barack Obama the "magic Negro" could actually help Saltsman become Republican Party Chairman.

Brilliant. Strategery at work.

Cartoons and Candy


This should have gone in a Hanukkah post, but alas Hanukkah is over. But I'm still enjoying my new Star Trek Pez.

A man working on a farm

We've been purchasing our produce from Get Green Organics for most of the last year.

Apparently, the force is with us.



President-Elect Obama also promises to advocate for organic farming.

Monday, December 29, 2008

We will celebrate

For the eighth day of Hanukkah, the Miami Dolphins continued their most improbable season ever and beat the New York Jets, finishing the regular season at 11-5 following last year's horrendous 1-15 disaster (which nobody will remember now that the Detroit Lions have "improved" on that by becoming the first team to lose sixteen games in a season), eliminating both the Jets and the Patriots from the playoffs, and going to the playoffs themselves as the AFC East's number 3 seed. That's a run-on sentence. It keeps going long after you expected it to end. Like the Dolphins' season.

(Miami's new NFL record of only 13 turnovers all season tells the tale - it's amazing how much a team's record can impove when it stops making mistakes.)

Next week the Dolphins get to host in the first round of the playoffs the only team they beat last year.

Happy Hanukkah!

Sunday, December 28, 2008

I couldn't spell

The age old question makes its way to the seventh day of Chanukah blogging:

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Fields of gray

More good news on climate change:

The United States faces the possibility of much more rapid climate change by the end of the century than previous studies have suggested, according to a new report led by the U.S. Geological Survey.


And then there are the environmental disasters that even the "skeptics" cannot deny:

What may be the nation’s largest spill of coal ash lay thick and largely untouched over hundreds of acres of land and waterways Wednesday after a dam broke this week, as officials and environmentalists argued over its potential toxicity.


And it gets worse. This statement in the article is just incredible:

“You’re not going to be endangered by touching the ash material,” said Barbara Martocci, a spokeswoman for the T.V.A. “You’d have to eat it. You have to get it in your body.”


That's incredibly comforting, isn't it? Particularly given the fact that this is going to end up in the water supply, and poison all of the (remaining) wildlife in the area. "You'd have to eat it." Indeed - there's going to be no choice for some.

UPDATE: According to the headline of this Scientific American article, "Coal Ash Is More Radioactive than Nuclear Waste."

Over the past few decades, however, a series of studies has called these stereotypes into question. Among the surprising conclusions: the waste produced by coal plants is actually more radioactive than that generated by their nuclear counterparts. In fact, fly ash—a by-product from burning coal for power—contains up to 100 times more radiation than nuclear waste.

At issue is coal's content of uranium and thorium, both radioactive elements. They occur in such trace amounts in natural, or "whole," coal that they aren't a problem. But when coal is burned into fly ash, uranium and thorium are concentrated at up to 10 times their original levels.

Fly ash uranium sometimes leaches into the soil and water surrounding a coal plant, affecting cropland and, in turn, food. People living within a "stack shadow"—the area within a half- to one-mile (0.8- to 1.6-kilometer) radius of a coal plant's smokestacks—might then ingest small amounts of radiation. Fly ash is also disposed of in landfills and abandoned mines and quarries, posing a potential risk to people living around those areas.


UPDATE #2: And worser and worser still. As I said the other day, this stuff is finding its way into the water supply. "You'd have to eat it. You'd have to get it into your body." Words that will haunt the T.V.A. spokesperson. And yes, you can be sure that the situation is even worse than that.

Spin the wheel and hope for the best

Erran Baron Cohen and Y-Love spin Dreidel with Conan, for day six Chanukah blogging.

The way it is

Josh on the current contest for RNC chairman:

With the earlier news about Katon Dawson and his whites only country club and today's revelations about Chip Saltsman, it really does seem like the RNC chairmanship race is down to a straight-up match between the black candidates and the racist candidates.


Sounds to me like an expansion of the Republican coalition.

Obviously, that's not an entirely fair statement. But it's not entirely unfair either, as paying attention to the presidential campaign would have shown you. Encouraging the "base," when you know what the "base" really means, has consequences.

Let's talk a walk down memoray lane.





Those, my friends, are modern Republican family values.

So now that the so-called moderates (Northeastern or Eisenhower or Rockefeller Republicans, whatever they preferred to be called while they engaged in their denial of what "their" party had become over the last quarter century - hey, this is no surprise, people) have been tossed aside and the anti-black thing didn't work out so well, I guess the party is set to rebuild its coalition of hate based on fear of Muslims and gays.

That's change they can believe in.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Funhouse

Everyone glow in the dark

On Sunday, my daughter and I saw a car on the road with a Chabad license plate. Later, we attended the Chabad-sponsored public menorah lighting in Winter Park. That despite the fact that I've never been terribly comfortable with Chabad's messianic, evangelical bent. But this is pretty clever stuff, and qualifies for day five Hanukkah blogging (via Jeffrey Goldberg):

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Come on kids

Aside from being the fourth day of Hanukkah, it's also Christmas day, for those you you who had not noticed. Over at Jewlicious, they've got a post about Hanukkah books, and in particular a book that reinforces that Hanukkah is not the Jewish Christmas.

The folks at Jewlicious also take the time to point out the Hanukkah book table at the Barnes and Noble near Lincoln Center.

Which is enough to make it the fourth day of Hanukkah blog post.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Looking for a Christmas Tree

Mariah longs for us (a spoof). (Yes, it's sort-of offensive to me, too.)

The defenders drink their wine

For day three of Hanukkah, be a mensch and join the SuperJews!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Light a match

Second day of Hanukkah blogging. An ode to Rahm.

Get the latest news satire and funny videos at 236.com.

Monday, December 22, 2008

A candle burning

Festival of lights began last night!

Sunday, December 21, 2008

We better do something

I've been thinking about the bailout of the auto industry through the use of TARP funds, following the defeat of the loan package by Congress last week. I have mixed feelings about the entire thing; I am deeply concerned about the overall economic impacts of a collapse of the U.S. auto industry, and would perhaps lean, ever so slightly, toward providing relief were I in a decision-making position, in no small part because the people lined up on the other side of the issue are so incredibly dishonest and reprehensible. (Richard Shelby, I'm looking at you for starters.) But I'm in no way certain about this; we just don't have enough information and are blindly rushing in to solve something that we don't understand - again.

That being said, Congress already made a decision on this, and the proposal failed to get sufficient support. It's sort-of done. Or so it seemed.

But the President stepped in and used TARP funds to do through the backdoor what he couldn't do according to the rules. Arguably, that's a much needed exercise of leadership in this lamest of lame duck periods. Alternatively, it's just an attempt to push the timeframe for collapse of the industry into the Obama administration in order to shift blame for the collapse away from Bush. In any event, certainly preserving the jobs of working class Americans is a more noble pursuit than rewarding financial executives for their corrupt failures.

Nevertheless, whatever the merits of the proposition that the American auto industry, however poorly run, needs a life vest before it drowns all of the rest of us with it, we seem to have arrived at a short-term solution (or perhaps just a bigger bucket to that we can stay afloat just a little longer) through another presidential usurpation of constitutional authority. TARP, intended to save the financial services industry, is now being applied to heavy manufacturing. Both are important, to be sure. But it seems that this application of TARP funds is completely outside the scope of the original Congressional authorization of funds. (Not to mention that, if those funds were really necessary for the financial services industry, what happens now that those funds are being reapplied?)

Can we even excuse this exercise in presidential hegemony with the argument that the President has extraordinary wartime powers? Is the viability of Chrysler now tied to defeating al Qaeda?

Maybe it doesn't matter anymore - we're less than a month away from a new president and a new direction. And it's not like we're talking about a declaration of war or wiretapping.

But somehow I think it does matter.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Fun and games

Late night. Can't sleep. PS3 is in the bedroom where better half is sleeping.

What to do?

Super Obama World!

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Sad Moon


She's not really dead.  As long as we remember her.

Rest in peace.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Another wins

Formal votes were cast today for President. Across all 50 states and the District of Columbia, electors cast their votes in the Electoral College. Votes will be tallied on January 6, 2009, when Barack Obama will officially become the President-elect under the U.S. Constitution.

As pro football legend, Franco Harris signs his autograph countless thousands of times. But the signature he made as one of 21 Pennsylvania electors
for Obama was the one the Pittsburgh Steelers great running back won't ever forget.

"That was special," the Pro Football Hall of Famer said. "This was the most valuable thing I've ever signed my name to."

Friday, December 12, 2008

Circus on the Moon

We got to see a giant frown emoticon in the sky made by the triple conjunction (not a planetary occultation that some mistakenly called it) of Venus, Jupiter and the moon after Thanksgiving - a pretty amazing sight, though in Asia, they got a smiley face.  

Well, the sky was not done impressing. That's one big moon.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Where the grass seems greener

Chris Boddener, blogging for Andrew Sullivan this morning, points to Mona Charen calling out liberals for not giving George Bush credit for PEPFAR, effectively accusing the left of hypocrisy on the issue.

In response to that charge I'd simply point to my post from July 17 this year, where I pointed out the PEPFAR legislation and said specifically "Credit where credit is due." For those needing an primer, that was meant to credit George Bush.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Really just bought and sold

The odds are pretty good that neither Gary Hart ("If anybody wants to put a tail on me, go ahead. They'd be very, bored.") and John Edwards will ever be President, which goes to show that challenging the press to look into your secret romantic life doesn't always work out that well. But how about challenging a prosecutor to look into your ethics in governing?

Rod Blagojevich, yesterday:

I should say that if anybody wants to tape my conversations, go ahead. Feel free to do it. I appreciate anybody who wants to tape me openly and notoriously. And those who feel like they want to sneakily and wear a taping devices, I would remind them that it kind of smells like Nixon and Watergate.

Style points for Blago. The analogy to Nixon when facing possible indictment for corruption and the threat of impeachment by his legislative branch is a nice touch.

As a TPM reader pointed out, "People in Chicago have repeatedly said that he's like George W. Bush but not as bright."

Spelling bee

Rod (n)

1. A thin straight piece or bar of material, such as metal or wood, often having a particular function or use, as:
a. A fishing rod.
b. A piston rod.
c. An often expandable horizontal bar, especially of metal, used to suspend household items such as curtains or towels.
d. A leveling rod.
e. A lightning rod.
f. A divining rod.
g. A measuring stick.

2. A shoot or stem cut from or growing as part of a woody plant.

3. A stick or bundle of sticks or switches used to give punishment by whipping. Punishment; correction.

4. A scepter, staff, or wand symbolizing power or authority.

5. Power or dominion, especially of a tyrannical nature: "under the rod of a cruel slavery" (John Henry Newman).

6. (Abbr. rd)

a. A linear measure equal to 5.5 yards or 16.5 feet (5.03 meters). Also called pole.
b. The square of this measure, equal to 30.25 square yards or 272.25 square feet (25.30 square meters).

7. Bible. A line of family descent; a branch of a tribe.

8. Anatomy. Any of various rod-shaped cells in the retina that respond to dim light.

9. Microbiology. An elongated bacterium; a bacillus.

10. Slang. A pistol or revolver.

11. A portion of the undercarriage of a train, especially the drawbar under a freight car. Often used in the plural: ride the rods.

And then there's this definition from an - alternative - dictionary.  (Not safe for the kids.)

Any other definitions come to mind today?

Monday, December 08, 2008

Bend the rules so secretly

A couple of days after Hurricane Katrina mercilessly barged through New Orleans, as the consequences of FEMA's catastrophically inept response were becoming critically apparent to a stunned nation, George Bush scouted the destruction through a foot-long window in Air Force One.

Legend has it that, much like George Bush's 20,000 foot tour of post-Katrina New Orleans, Nero fiddled as Rome burned. Like many legends, the Nero story appears to be more myth than history. For instance, the burning of Rome predated the invention of the fiddle by at least a millennium. Instead, Tacitus said that, unlike his modern counterparts George Bush and Michael Brown, Nero actually rushed back to Rome upon learning of the fires, organized a relief effort, paid the costs out of his own pocket, sheltered and fed the homeless, and redeveloped the area in a safer manner.

But the Nero-Bush comparison is largely unfair. Neither legend nor history will be as kind to George W. Bush.

Bush is not content to simply stand by and watch the catastophic blaze of his failed presidency engulf what he viewed as his personal empire. The idea, encouraged by the imagery from Katrina and Bush's verbal gaffery, that Bush is either aloof or simply a fool or an amiable dunce give Bush much too much credit. These concepts - that Bush is a victim or circumstance or incompetent - seek to absolve him of the criminal state of mind necessary for the level of corruption and systematic abandonment of legal and ethical standards that have characterized the Bush Administration.

"Brownie, you're doing a heck of a job."

The common narrative is that George Bush is now standing outside of Rome, fiddle or harp in hand; or is the benched quarterback, content to earn his paycheck while looking on to see if the rookie can bring the team back from an eight touchdown deficit - in the fourth quarter.

George Bush, however, is not a passive observer to the destruction, he's an active participant. He seeks no absolution. He doesn't fiddle; he clears brush. And the environment is just more brush, to be cleared away while he still can.

So in the waning hours of our national nightmare, among the final acts of the Bush presidency will be the elimination of water regulations for the toxin percholorate, a chemical found in jet fuel that, among other things, can pass to infants through breast milk and retard neurological development; opening up of public lands for dirty oil shale development; allowing power plants to operate next to national parks; eliminating the scrubbing requirements that clean emissions from coal-fired power plants; and compounding the damage from mountain-top removal mining operations by permitting dumping into streams and rivers.

And then there's this new report from the Government Accounting Office exposing much of the fraud and waste from the Bush Administration that President-elect Obama will have to contend with upon taking office.

And when President Bush has contented himself with the fiddle, the consequences have been equally dreadful, because all of this happens to be going on at the same time that, following years of neglect and denial, the consequences of global climate change appear to be accelerating faster than even the most pessimistic models predicted, from rapidly melting Himalayan glaciers to Arctic ice retreating 100 years ahead of predictions.

To paraphrase from another fiddler (on the roof):

Rabbi, is there a proper blessing for George W. Bush?

A blessing for George Bush? Of course! May God bless and keep George Bush ... far away from us!

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Fire off another lame remark

I was almost disappointed in the latest release of Nixon tapes that Olbermann played a couple of nights ago, when I didn't hear any of Nixon's typical anti-semitic rants.  But on that count, Nixon rarely disappointed.  So here we go.

Who you hurt with your words

Andrew Sullivan is strapping on the bungee cord harness.

I just read the Dissent of the Day that Sullivan posted last night, an email from a fourth-generation resident of Mumbai ripping him apart for following Hitchens' lead on the issue of the city's name. I at least give Sullivan credit for publishing that dissent - though he would have known basically everything that is in there if he had bothered to do the most simple follow up himself.

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Not a name

Like many people, I've been trying to understand the Thanksgiving weekend terrorist attacks in India. Last night, turning to an old standby, Slate, I opened up Christopher Hitchens' Slate article encouraging U.S. solidarity with India following the terrorist attacks in Mumbai. Or should I say Bombay? Because my most significant takeaway from Hitchens' article wasn't the causes and implications of the attacks, but rather that Hitchens views the change in the city's name from Bombay to Mumbai as illegitimate and fanatical. Said Hitch:

When Salman Rushdie wrote, in The Moor's Last Sigh in 1995, that "those who hated India, those who sought to ruin it, would need to ruin Bombay," he was alluding to the Hindu chauvinists who had tried to exert their own monopoly in the city and who had forcibly renamed it—after a Hindu goddess—Mumbai. We all now collude with this, in the same way that most newspapers and TV stations do the Burmese junta's work for it by using the fake name Myanmar. (Bombay's hospital and stock exchange, both targets of terrorists, are still called by their right name by most people, just as Bollywood retains its "B.")

This may seem like a detail, but it isn't, because what's at stake is the whole concept of a cosmopolitan city open to its own citizens and to the world—a city on the model of Sarajevo or London or Beirut or Manhattan. There is, of course, a reason they attract the ire and loathing of the religious fanatics. To the pure and godly, the very existence of such places is a profanity. In a smaller way, the same is true of the Islamabad Marriott hotel, where I also used to stay. It was a meeting point and crossroads for foreigners. It had a bar where the Pakistani prohibition rules did not apply. Its dining rooms and public spaces featured stylish Asian women who showed their faces. And so it had to be immolated, like any other Sodom or Gomorrah.

So I was a bit surprised a few minutes later when I clicked a couple of articles down on the same Slate front page to read this - how shall I say it? - more sober, "Explainer" piece about the change in name from Bombay to Mumbai which, while crediting (or blaming, depending on your preference) the right-wing Hindu nationalist party Shiv Sena for the name change, imposing the renaming in honor of "the Hindu goddess Mumbadevi, the city's patron deity," gives us a little bit (and just a little bit) more context.

Shiv Sena's leadership pushed for the name change for many years prior to 1995. They argued that "Bombay" was a corrupted English version of "Mumbai" and an unwanted legacy of British colonial rule.

More interesting, it looks like Mumbai was the historic name of Bombay used by certain ethnic groups, as well.

The name change didn't impact all of Mumbai's residents. Speakers of Marathi and Gujarati, the local languages, have always called the city Mumbai. "Bombay" is an anglicization of the Portuguese name "Bombaim," which is believed to derive from the phrase "Bom Bahia," or "Good Bay." (Portugal held territories in western India until 1961.)

So, it appears that Hitch has picked his preferred (pro-Western) chauvinism over his disfavored form of chauvinism. Not that we'd expect that from the wise and erudite Hitchens. I read the Slate articles, and chalked it up to classic Hitch-ism. Hitchens is always right. Everyone who disagrees is wrong.

I get it. I see that short-fuse passion in my middle-schooler. We're working our way through it, I hope. She happens to be a lot like Hitch right now - brilliant but shallow; curious about everything but quick to unshakable conclusions; often temperamental, even explosive; questioning of the existence of a higher power. Yet she'll grow up and learn about the color gray, about differing opinions and viewpoints, the judgments and calculations and guesses and understanding and acceptance and disappointments and redirections and growth that define life, and getting along in life. She'll learn that sometimes she's right, and sometimes there are other sides to the story, more to learn, more perspectives to take into account. Someday, she'll learn that showing respect for varied beliefs and conclusions does not have to mean conceding your own, and sometimes means learning something new. Someday, she won't be a reactionary, but a well-adjusted member of society at large. That is, while I hope she has some of some of Hitchens' wit and education, I expect her to far exceed Hitchens in judgment and character.

Yet it didn't take Andrew Sullivan long to jump, sans bungee, into Hitchens' pit of judgmentalism:

Hitch informs me that the change in name to Mumbai is a function of Hindu chauvinism...I wasn't aware of this but now that I am, the Dish will refer to Mumbai by its previous name.

And so goes my love-hate relationship with Andrew Sullivan - he of charging the decadent left with mounting a fifth column following September 11, but also of authoring Goodbye to All That: Why Obama Matters in The Atlantic and the web's most prominent voice to elect Barack Obama; the man who continues to express pride in legitimizing The Bell Curve, but also the morality to refuse to accept any indefensible excuse for torture by any other name and the (self-serving, but no less valid) support for marriage equality. So clever and articulate and passionate (like Hitchens), yet so quick to judge and come to conclusions based on a complete absence of information (like, um, Hitchens).

UPDATE: Kevin Drum corrects Hitchens and Sullivan.

Fortunate Son

In order to spend more time with his family, and irrelevant to his abysmal popularity in the state and the almost certainty that he would lose a bid for a second term, Mel Martinez has announced that he will not be running for reelection to the Senate in 2010. Where, oh where, can the Republicans turn?

Former Florida Gov. Jeb Bush — the younger brother of the president — is weighing a run for the Senate seat currently held by Republican Mel Martinez.

Jeb!

Because it's time for another Bush in Washington.

You cannot be serious.

UPDATE: Proposed DSCC ad: "Jeb Bush in 2010. Because the other two Bushes in Washington worked out so well." Or, for TV ads, the words "Bush 2010" on screen, and hysterical laughing, turning to crying, no speaking, background images of Jeb and W together.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Just reach out

Barack Obama names Hillary Clinton as Secretary of State. "Hillary, I'm looking forward to you advising me as well." A man of his word.