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Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Famous People I've Rubbed Up Against: Seymour Hersh

Seymour Hersh (pictured here daring an intern to
pull his finger) was on the Daily Show tonight.
I met Hersh once when I worked at the Iowa State
Daily. He was a bit of a prick. Came in right at
deadline on a very busy day and got a bit miffed
because no one seemed to know who the hell he was.
Can't say as I blame him. Those kids should have
been better educated or at least better educated
right before he came in.

I knew who he was. Being a bit older than the rest
of the room filled with 18-22 year olds, I was the
only one who had heard of the guy who blew the lid
off the My Lai massacre. The guy smokes like a
chimney so when we were both outsidfer, I offered
him one of my Camels. He declined and bitched about
the kids inside. I told him we were on deadline and
that we took those things very seriously. I also
noted that most of the room is pretty young. Didn't
seem too interested in anything I had to say.
Probably was hoping to get some college strange. I
would be if I were him.

GOPTV is on the air

The myth of the liberal media is something that needs
to be destroyed. It is a vague label to begin with,
but even assuming that liberals outnumbered conservatives
in every newsroom in the nation, it wouldn't mean that
a liberal agenda is being pushed. Most reporters I know
are far more concerned with their own careers without
regard to their politics.

According to this article in The Nation,
liberals don't even outnumber conservatives where
it counts the most: punditry.

Labor issue co-opted by The Man

Clever advertising is not only the Man's way of keeping
us down, but making us think that being down is our own
idea. It is particularly insidious when it's funny.

This commercial from Universal Orlando disguises itself as
"Vacation Advocacy," something the American worker
desperately needs. The Web site it directs you to is
nothing more than a schill. What is sickening to me
is that it uses statistics showing how many more days
per year Europeans take off from work. It claims that
Italians take 45 days while Americans take an average
of 13. I'm sure that's a lie. The truth is the average
American doesn't get to take vacation. The average
American has to use vacation days as sick days. The
average working American works more than one job to
keep from losing their slummy rental home and to keep
starchy processed foods on their table.

Sunday, January 23, 2005

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Friday, January 14, 2005


The time has come for the most ambitious
and brilliantly sculpted science fiction
series since The Next Generation to get
under way. Tonight on SCI FI!

Deeper and Deeper

I think the attempt to constantly seek newer and more
meaningful truths without first completely divesting
one's self of ego is a most foolish and pointless
endeavor. The truth doesn't care what you WANT to
be true. It doesn't care if you really, REALLY think
that Papa Roach is the zenith of Rock n Roll or the
epitome of what's wrong with music today.

You can't know what the truth is if you are too busy
trying to posture and look cool. On the other hand,
if posturing and looking cool is all you really want
to do, then stop pretending to be a font of wisdom,
it's like watching an episode of The Real World.

I maintain a very narrow scope on the subject of truth.
I don't claim to know everything and I don't want to
know everything. Hell, I don't want to know most of
what I already do know. I suspect that retarded guys
are happier than ever will be. I don't like hypocrisy
but I acknowledge that some contradiction is inherent
to human nature. I despise labels that limit, but accept
that we have to have some way of referring to others.
I am a fat guy with a beard. If you are looking for me
in a restaurant, that's who you ask the waiter for. Makes
things easier. If I were black, you should ask for the fat
black guy with the beard.

I don't believe that we should allow ourselves to be
fooled by appearances in people, the media (encompassing
the pundits as well as the government that uses the
media at will) or advertising. It does seem inevitable
though that one man's obvious bullshit is another
man's God's honest truth. Am I the one who's wrong?
Maybe the majority is correct. But if one man, and
only one man, is correct in the face of world wide
opposition, then he is still right, isn't he?

On the subject of appearances, I had a "friend" who
used to make fun of the fact that I bought plain
label chips. This was back in the day when generic
brands were actually in black and white labels so
it was obvious. The reason I did this was because
the generic brand I bought was actually a pretty
good one produced by a local manufacturing company
that made a very good brand of wavy chips. They went
easy on the salt and that was always one thing I
hated about Ruffles, too salty. I also don't like
ridged chips, never have. I like wavy, dammit.

This was the same guy who insisted we go out for
coffee and pay two bucks a cup for swill because
all I had on hand was instant. I maintain, and
always shall, that while I can tell a difference
between good coffee and shit, the average person
cannot. So one time, I put instant crystals in a
gourmet coffee bag and went through the entire
pantomime of making gourmet coffee for this
friend. "Is that better? Are you satisfied now
that I've made really expensive coffee?" "Yes,"
he said smugly.

This was the same guy who would not take Hy-Vee
brand non-dairy creamer in his coffee insisting
that only the finest Coffeemate would do to please
his sensitive palate. As if he could tell. Well,
he couldn't because I pulled the same god-damned
trick on him with a Coffeemate container.

Most people know only one thing and that is what
they are told to believe is true. Papa John's
pizza isn't better because their toppings are
the freshest or the best. That's bullshit. They
couldn't have any fresher toppings unless they
grew tomatoes on their rooftops and I don't see
that happening. But you'd be surprised at how
many people will buy that shit.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

Trek rules and I'll fight anyone who says different

People talk about Star Trek geeks as though
anyone who has seen every episode of the
original show and cherishes the memory
does so out of some inner weakness. I
call bullshit on that my friends. It is
no more lame to love Star Trek than it
is to love Shakespeare. Both were meant
as popular entertainment and each contains
important moral lessons. The stories kick
ass and the acting in each tends to be a
little stiff and formal.

There is a great documentary called Trekkies
that takes an inside look at the phenomenon
that is Trek, why people love it and how it
enriches their lives.

The Robots Will Fucking Kill Us All!

It's coming, boy, death at the cold metal hands of
unthinking machines. And here we sit making toys
out of the fuckers like it's cute. We are traitors
to the future generations of man who will live and
die completely at the whim of some God DAMN computer
brain, some artificial intelligence run wild. Think
I'm joking? Apparently, you haven't seen the writing
on the wall, man, or watched "Rage Against the Machines"
on Sci Fi or read about the Neo-Luddite movement

Here is a guy, Ronald Bailey of Reason Magazine,
who hates neo-Luddites. He sees them as mostly old
hippies and spoiled young left-wing college students
from Mass. and Oreg. -- "young hippies" -- who believe
corporations will use technology to further strengthen
their stranglehold on the planet. Duh! Seems like a bit
of prick himself who suggests that cars are good, canned
goods are good goods and that all technologies might have
their downside, but that is no reason to stand in the way
of a glorious techno-uture.

I'm divided. I'm a Trekkie counting on nanotechnology to
cure my diabetes, but I guarantee that corporations will
use any technological means at their disposal to continue
to fuck humanity on a one by one as well as mass basis.
It's the nature of the beast.

Look at what they've done with medicine for Christ's sake.
Time was, doctors and scientists worked to cure disease.
Well, no one is makin money off of polio these days because
we fucking cured it. So now a days pharmaceutical companies
work on treatments. Get sick and the rest of your life is
spent laying out cash for survival drugs. And no one can
complain because on the face of it, the corporations look
like good guys just trying to help people. They can even
make the argument that if they are not viable financially,
they won't be around to help find cures in the future.

It's bullshit, of course, and we buy into it because we
are all fucking sheep.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Find out what happens in 2005 before it
actually happens courtesy of National Lampoon..

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This is not mine

She's a killer, Queen Dynamite with a laser beam, guaranteed to blow your mind ... any time

My niece (14 months) stalks, kills and
eats a chicken using nothing but her
bare hands. Must run in the family.

This lady rocks my world

I love Arianna Huffington. Not just because she once e-mailed me after I wrote a column called "Riding in SUVs with Osama bin Laden," but because she is smart and sexy.

America has morphed into a nation of Tony Maneros, according to Arianna and here is why.

Victoria Jackson is a stupid bitch

How Victoria Jackson ever got on SNL is beyond me. I'm guessing that fucking was involved. I've seen her on a few programs lately ... well, "Tough Crowd" ... and she's even worse now that she is apparently super religious. I guess that's how it works: Whore it up un til no one wants a piece and then find God who will forgive you for being a whore. Then try to force your stupid unjustifiably right wing bullshit morality on a nation that doesn't give a shit about you any more.

To book Victoria to play the ukelele at your church and then do a handstand like Michael Jackson's monkey or some shit, go here.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Carnivale is great TV

If you haven't seen HBO's "Carnivale" then now is the time to get on board. It's the story of two men discovering that they are not exactly who or what they thought they were. One is a possessed preacher with his eye on empire and destruction (Clancy Brown) while the other is a escaped con and carnie with the power to heal (Nick Stahl). Sci Fi fans will recognize these guys right away as The Kurgan and John Connor.

Each man is haunted by dreams about an eventual confrontation with the other. This all takes place in the Dust Bowl of the Great Depression with plenty of wierd carnie action and religious symbolism to keep anyone with taste interested.

Each episode takes its sweet time. It's like great sex. The show is 90 percent atmosphere and I hope it doesn't get around to the plot any time soon because way too many great shows were ruined because they felt compelled to pay off too soon.

Monday, January 10, 2005

Woke up thinking about God today

Depending on which poll you see, as many as 95 percent of all Americans identify themselves as believing in God. It's a huge number of people. The vast majority of those people are Christians -- the highest point in most towns and small cities is a church steeple and most places I've been to have more churches than bars -- so why is it that there is actually so little Christian activity going on? I don't see much "love thy neighbor" let alone "love thy enemy." Judge not lest ye be judged has been replaced with God wants me to hate gays, the Bible says so.

I blame this on two facts: 1) people are brainless, amoral hypocrites and 2) the Bible.

The first is pretty clear. People are fucking animals who believe in God because they are literally scared to say they have doubts outloud because the big invisible being who can see and hear everything might smite them old school.

The second might be less obvious to the kind of mutts who live in America and never read anything more challenging than the TVGuide Channel. The Bible is full of excuses, contradictory commands, out-dated rules for surviving in the desert and, let's face it, out and out bullshit. No eating of shellfish? That's all about the desert. I bet a good piece of shrimp wouldn't have survived more than 10 minutes out of the ocean in those days before it could lay waste anyone who tried to scampi it. Don't cut the hair on the sides of your head? Why would God care?

The effect has been one of total chaos and, on a daily basis, a bit of rudeness. It's OK and practically demanded to say you believe in God if asked. But say that God talks to you and you're nuts. That's obvious, but say that you live your life according to the way you believe God wants you to act and your still nutty and a bit of a freak. It's OK to not fuck because God says so, but you can't take five years off from work to travel the Earth and get to know humanity, it wouldn't look good on your resume.

The "Surreal Life" makes me weep

I was watching "The Surreal Life 4" tonight and felt myself moved to tears as Verne Troyer (Mini Me) road his scooter about the house bare-assed naked and rat-assed drunk.

"I'm drunk," Verne said. Then the littlest star pissed in the corner of the living room and I was overcome with a desire to pick him up and throw him.

But Christopher Knight (Peter Brady) is ripped though. He's like Batman. The fucker looks a hell of a lot better with his shirt off than I ever did.

Go-Go Jane Weidlan got naked in the hot tub and my withered loins moved a little

Rapper and self-described bitch Da Brat, two models (one German dude and some chick I couldn't care less bout) and pro-wresler Chyna Doll round out the cast. I will undoubted be back for more. It's like a car crash.

Sunday, January 09, 2005

Keep on Rockin' in the Free World!

This pic is wrong for so many reasons, but it's right for only one: It's kinda funny. If JFK were alive, he'd be laughin' harder than any of us.

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Friday, January 07, 2005

The single greatest photo anyone has ever taken of me. (photo by Tony Miceli) Posted by Hello

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Porn and Sausage

I am a big fan of the Food Network. I consider it to be central to my daily viewing. One of its shows is "Every Day Italian" featuring Giada De Laurentiis. She is a lovely girl with shiny blue eyes and slim little body, which is really surprising considering she is really enthusiastic about food and clearly loves to cook AND eat.

But when I watch Giada's show, I can't escape the feeling that I am watching really high quality porn, the really atmospheric stuff with the slightly less cheesy music and marginally improved video technology. I'm sure she's a wonderful person, she seems quite nice, but in just the right light, she has that look of the porn queen at the top of her game making the kind of porn flick she's "always dreamed of making."

Every time she takes a hot Italian sausage and squeezes the meat out of its casing or describes the sensation of anything on her tongue or says the word "sweet," I get positively turgid expecting the UBS man to show up with "a special package" for her if she'll just "sign right here."

Still, I think she beats hell out of Emeril any day.  Posted by Hello

I've come to save all you fat fucking idiots ... but first, let's see if I can save myself

I was watching Gandhi the other night when it occurred to me that Americans could really use saving. Here we are living in the most prosperous nation on earth with more fat fucks per square mile than anywhere in the universe, access to just about any kind of knowledge we could possibly want and yet we remain cut off from our potential. We might be the greatest nation on earth but we could certainly be a much greater one.

In Indian, Gandhi realized that poverty was the greatest act of violence. You could take a train from one end of India to the next and see all the skinny fuckers and be impressed by the tyranny of the British. I can guarantee you that it would have been quite a different sight had the people of India been able to get their hands on Doritos and cheeseburgers.

In the United States, it is the poorest people who ARE fat because the only thing they can afford to eat is unhealthy crap with so much salt, carbs and additives it's positively addictive. Add this to the fact that average American is a wage slave working non-stop just to stay in poverty that when they get home ... if they can manage it and don't work two or three jobs ... they have just about enough energy left to camp out in front of the TV to watch sitcoms and dramas packed with nearly 1/3 commercial content.

I'd like to do for America what Gandhi did for India though and that is create a truly spiritual movement among a people who desperately need it. If I could only figure out some way to get the corporations to pay for it and do it as a half-hour (20-minute) comedy show about nothing.

We are a people whose junk-filled bellies and pabulum-dulled minds stand in the way of our true potential. Frankly, I see no end to this. We live in a system that guarantees we can never change it. We aren't supposed to change ourselves, improve our own lots because we're fat. Our poor people are fat so OBVIOUSLY it is a waste of time to do anything for them because in other countries poor people are starving. So in America, it is actually considered silly to be concerned about the state of poor people in America because in a way, they don't exist.

It's a mind fuck, people. We could all use a good spiritual enema, of course we won't get it because we need to get up at 6 to go to some mindless, soul-crushing job that barely keeps us going. We live in a constant state of anxiety and live as moral shut-ins as a result. Ever try to reach a higher level of consciousness when you're shit-scared of losing everything?

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It's a good point, but ...

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I found this on the web. It's a message I agree with and makes a point that I've made a few times myself. I usually include "bikini" in the list along with scarves and brooches because, call me a huge homo, but I don't think anyone should ever rub the flag on her cootch.

I never had the bright idea of putting this message on a bumper sticker, probably because the flag shouldn't appear on a bumper sticker any more than it should on a T-shirt. So I'm seeing right through this guy.

Monday, January 03, 2005

The Quentin-essential Monologue

This monologue is from a little known film called "Sleep With Me." It featured a number of short, inter-connected subjects from a group of young film makers including Quentin Tarantino who performed the following monologue written by Roger Avary


What's a film about, what's it really about? What genre does it take?

[Duane: What, like the spine? Like one sentence?]

No, I don't, fucking boy meets girl, I don't give a shit about that. Fuck boy meets girl, fuck motorcycle movie. No, what is really being said? What's really being said, that's what you're talking about. 'Cause the whole idea, man, is subversion. You want subversion on a massive level. You know what one of the greatest fucking scripts ever written in the history of Hollywood is? Top Gun.

[Duane: Oh, come on.]

Top Gun is fucking great. What is Top Gun? You think it's a story about a bunch of fighter pilots. [Duane: It's about a bunch of guys waving their dicks around.] It is a story about a man's struggle with his own homosexuality. It is! That is what Top Gun is about, man.

You've got Maverick, all right? He's on the edge, man. He's right on the fucking line, all right? And you've got Iceman, and all his crew. They're gay, they represent the gay man, all right? And they're saying, go, go the gay way, go the gay way. He could go both ways.

[Duane: What about Kelly McGillis?]

Kelly McGillis, she's heterosexuality. She's saying: no, no, no, no, no, no, go the normal way, play by the rules, go the normal way. They're saying no, go the gay way, be the gay way, go for the gay way, all right? That is what's going on throughout that whole movie...

He goes to her house, all right? It looks like they're going to have sex, you know, they're just kind of sitting back, he's takin' a shower and everything. They don't have sex. He gets on the motorcycle, drives away. She's like, "What the fuck, what the fuck is going on here?" Next scene, next scene you see her, she's in the elevator, she is dressed like a guy. She's got the cap on, she's got the aviator glasses, she's wearing the same jacket that the Iceman wears. She is, okay, this is how I gotta get this guy, this guy's going towards the gay way, I gotta bring him back, I gotta bring him back from the gay way, so I'm do that through subterfuge, I'm gonna dress like a man. All right? That is how she approaches it.

Okay, now let me just ask you--I'm gonna digress for two seconds here. I met this girl Amy here, she's like floating around here and everything. Now, she just got divorced, right?...

All right, but the REAL ending of the movie is when they fight the MIGs at the end, all right? Because he has passed over into the gay way. They are this gay fighting fucking force, all right? And they're beating the Russians, the gays are beating the Russians. And it's over, and they fucking land, and Iceman's been trying to get Maverick the entire time, and finally, he's got him, all right? And what is the last fucking line that they have together? They're all hugging and kissing and happy with each other, and Ice comes up to Maverick, and he says, "Man, you can ride my tail, anytime!" And what does Maverick say? "You can ride mine!" Swordfight! Swordfight! Fuckin' A, man!

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