Thoughtless for the Day

Friday, November 19th

Scarlet Love Letters


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Trip on this: Thanks to the growing prudishness of Americans (and Janet
Jackson's wayward tit); the FCC now wields more power than the FDA. In
other words, there are more people in Washington protecting you from
catching a glimpse of a woman's breasts than there are protecting you from
eating a can of tuna fish that gets bigger as the temperature goes up.

Puritanism (Which H.L. Menken described as "The fear that someone,
somewhere, might be happy") is back and it's bigger than ever. If you
think I'm wrong then read this. It seems that ABC (many of whose
affiliates refused to air an obscene tit-fest called Saving Private
Ryan
for fear of heavy FCC fines) has issued an apology for a promo
for its show Desperate Housewives which kicked off the beginning
of Monday Night Football.

The bit featured "implied nudity" and … "implied nudity" ???
WTPFMYV? Nobody got nekkid and people still complained? People, if you're
that uptight, sell your TVs and use the money to purchase Bibles and
scratchy undergarments.

Now, here's my favorite part, the NFL issued a statement of condemnation
calling the promo "inappropriate and unsuitable for our 'Monday Night
Football' audience."
So the same people who put the Coors Twins on the
map have their limits. Who knew? This clearly illustrates the difference
between football and hockey. While hockey fans complain about implied
nudity all the time, the nature of their complaints is, of course, that
the nudity is implied.

OK, let's review. Men in tight pants forming a sweaty, grunting pile and
patting each other on the ass are fine. Nekkid ladies are bad. This theory
can be represented in this simple formula:

Fundamentalist = Fag

If this rampant stupidity were limited to the small screen I might be able
to ignore it. Unfortunaley, the Booboisie aren't content with just penning
awkwardly worded letters of complaint to the FCC about things they "seen
on the picture-box." Lately the spiritual descendents of the
mouth-breathers who torched the Globe Theater have taken to whining about
movies.

A few days ago I wrote about the brouhaha over the film Kinsey. Now
it turns out that people are upset with the film Alexander the Great
because, in an unusual act of historical accuracy, Alexander is depicted
as a bisexual.

This, of course, begs the question "Who the Hell didn't know that
Alexander of Macedonia drove his chariot on both sides of the Hippodrome,
so to speak?" Pencils down. Here's the answer: "stupidfuckinghillbillies,-
that'sfuckingwho."

Puritanism failed once and it's bound to fail again. We know this, not from
some Senior-level history class taught at an Ivy League college, but from
watching TV - PBS's Colonial House to be exact. So, while we wait
for Fundamentalist Christianity to collapse, we should at least try to have
some fun by taking a lesson from those dual victims of Puritanical
oppression, Hester Prynne and Mrs. Voorhees. Both of these women proudly
wore their scarlet letters as badges of honor (Hester decorated her 'A'
and the oddly hot Mrs. Voorhees collected the entire alphabet - 'B' for
Blasphemer, etc.)

We need to beat the Puritans to the punch by wearing scarlet letters before
they pass a law making it mandatory.

efth (5k image)E is for "Evolutionist"

Speaking of Fundies, (P)Rick Santorum's kids are about to be officially
home schooled
. I'm sure we all wish them the best of luck. They're going
to need it.

Sweet Jeebuz, no wonder we're number thirteen.


The ancient Greek word of the day is:
ekswzw - preserve from danger, save

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
then you need to go here
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Rodney on 11.19.04 @ 02:26 PM EST [link]


Thursday, November 18th

All The New That Causes Fits.


tatoo (17k image)Let's put things in perspective, shall we? The local ABC News affiliate,
here in Philly, is the most watched local news program in the
country
. Of course, it wasn't always that way. For years, Channel
Six's news struggled against its two regional competitors. Then, in the
early Seventies, one of the show's producers hit upon the formula for
something he called "Action News". If there's an "Action News" in
your town, you know where its frighteningly fast-paced format was born.
(For those of you keeping score, Philly has given the world electricity,
the cheesesteak, and Action News.) Within a few months viewership went
through the roof (Hey, wasn't this the plot of last night's
South Park?) and the other two local affiliates' news programs were
left in the dust. And so it remains - yay, from this day until the ending
of the world.

OK, so each evening more people tune in to watch Channel Six's Action News
than watched the first moon landing. Good, we've established that. We can
now move on. So, what does Action News do with all this ratings power?
Well, this week they've sent a reporter to Hawaii to interview the cast of
The Lost (which, by some otherworldly coincidence airs on ABC). As
if to add insult to deep, deep brain injury, Channel Six has been airing
teasers showing the reporter (a person whom I'm going to assume has some
sort of journalism degree) asking hardball questions like "Is it tough
filming in Hawaii?"

Oh, lookee, here's a shocking expose by Action News reporter Anita
Brickman. And before anyone from Action News emails me to explain that the
lack of investigative (or for that matter, real) reporting is do to time
constraints, may I remind you that Action News devotes a full three minutes
to "Don Pollack's World", its "humorous" segment. And while I'm at,
I should also inform you that almost the entire Delaware Valley refers to
"Don Pollack's World" as "Dumb Polack's World." Even the Polacks.

Good, now we've established that everybody in Philly watches Action News
and that Action News is rapidly making us all retarded. Now here's where
all that perspective stuff I was talking about earlier comes in. I don't
have a degree in Journalism, yet (next Wednesday, the 24th) I'll be
stopping by Paul's show to chat with Economist Paul Krugman. That's right,
the state of news reporting is in America is in such bad shape that people
like me are forced to make our own.


In other me-related news: There is no treasure buried in my
basement
. Look, I don't care what you've seen at the movies over the
last few days, but you have my word that, despite having once been owned
by Ben Franklin, my house does not contain a hidden room filled with
Masonic booty. Now go bother the people in charge of the UN's meditation
room
where, and you didn't hear this from me, the treasure was moved to.



In case we don't get a chance to speak again until after the Dave Blood
Memorail concerts, I just wanted to remind everybody that I'll be speaking
at a PhACT (Philadelphia Association for Critical Thinking) meeting on Nov.
20th in the W2-48 room of the West Building at the Community College of
Philadelphia at 2:00 p.m.


The ancient Greek word of the day is:
prosw - far off

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
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Rodney on 11.18.04 @ 11:49 AM EST [link]


Tuesday, November 16th

UNSPEAKABLE, UNSPEAKABLE, MONSTERS!


That great journalistic pioneer, Ed Anger, coined a phrase to describe a
rage so pure, so white-hot, that it reduced its victim to little more than
a rabid animal. Ed's term for this ferocity, which was so intense that it
dwarfed the mania which seized the Norse warriors known as Berserkers,
was "Pig-biting mad.".

Now, there are quite a few things which make me angry (people who say
"Geneva Convention" - singular - when they mean "Geneva Conventions" -
plural), and there are plenty of people who have enraged me (Professional
idiot, Bill O'Reilly), but I have never been pig-biting mad. Until
today, that is.

A few hours ago I stepped into a book store and saw this:

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OK, maybe not exactly that, but that's as close as I can get
without punching my computer's screen the fuck in. Apparently some
scum-jockey has made the loathsome decision to replace the old covers of
the Lemony Snicket Series of Unfortunate Events books with new
covers featuring - bucket, please - Jim Carrey.

That's right, the poster boy for moronic entertainment, Jim Carrey, is
being used to promote what just might be the intelligent series of
children's books ever written. Hello, boys and girls. Can you say "Auto
World"? Sure, I know you could.

Somewhere in the back of my brain I knew that this was going to happen.
A few month's ago I found out that a movie based on the Snicket books was
in the works and that fulltime gutter-licker Carrey had been signed to
play Count Olaf. "What a great idea, "I thought "and while we're at it,
let's film a version of Wuthering Heights with Rob Schneider as
Heathcliff... YOU BASTARDS!"

Look, I'm well aware of the fact that if you pick up a copy of The
Fellowship of the Ring
it's probably going to have a picture of Elijah
Wood acting like a nine-year-old girl on the cover. I can deal with that
because LOTR had 30 years to gather readers before Ralph Bakshi took a
Technicolor dump all over it. And I don't care about Harry Potter
because …well because I never cared about Harry Potter.

The Lemony Snicket books are different. Whereas almost every children's
book written over the last forty years has been a sugar-coated happy-fest
aimed building youngsters' self-esteem by destroying their imaginations,
the Snicket books actually treated their readers like tiny human beings.
And the books are jammed packed with literary in-jokes. The lead characters
last name is Baudelaire. There's a character named "Mr. Poe" fer Hubbard's
sake. Those names will stick in the minds of young readers to be retrieved
at a later date. These are books that intelligent, literate parents read to
their kids, Xenudamn it! But that's all about to change, thanks to the
camera-mugging antics of Jim Carrey.

This may be somewhat of an old fashion notion, but I think that a kid
should be able to reach puberty before they come to the realization that
Hollywood is a soulless crap factory that turns quality literature into
multiplex poop. I'll never forgot how I cried when I learned that a 16th
Century Frankish poem, which I had always loved, was turned into the movie
Speed.

Hey, if half the country is going to call me an elitist (as in Liberal
elitist) then I'm going to act like an elitist and say what we've all been
thinking: The Lemony Snicket books are NOT for the masses . And
trying to make a film version of them is a Lose/Lose situation. In order
for the film to succeed on a large scale, it's going to have to be
dumbed-down to appeal to the greatest possible audience (something the
books refused to do). If the studios don't make it 'tard-friendly it's
gonna bomb.

If the film follows the tried-and-true path of pandering to idiots then
it'll be a huge success and the books will suffer. That's because the same
sort of negligent parents who would take their kids to see a Jim Carrey
film will run out, buy the books, get two pages into them, loudly announce
that "this thing sucks", before plopping their larva in front of the TV.

Look, I'm in such a foul mood that I'm just going to let Aileen Wuornos
have the last word about the people involved in turning a series of great
books into this year's Waterworld.

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The ancient Greek word of the day is:
epiballw - thrown upon

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
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Rodney on 11.16.04 @ 06:10 PM EST [link]


Monday, November 15th

Show Us Your Tits! (You Know, for Democracy and Stuff)


demn2w (12k image)Yesterday I was watching Tucker Carlson's show on PBS when…

OK, before you start composing an email informing me of exactly what
degree of Assholery Tucker has achieved, let me just say that I agree with
you. The guy is a certified dick who reminds me of an unfunny Mo Rocca.
Happy now? Alright, he exposes himself at playgrounds - playgrounds for
deaf orphans, and he killed Lacy Peterson. Better? I thought so.

Surprisingly, Tucker's show featured a lineup of Left-leaning guests, none
of whom Tucker shouted down, or even - for that matter - seemed to have
any major disagreements with. The whole thing was kind of …
unsettling.

Our ol' buddy the increasingly curmudgeon-esque Chris Hitchens dropped by
to chat about Yasser Arafat (who took longer to die than Rasputin.). Have
you heard the rumors that Arafat died of AIDS? I mention this because of
something Hitchens said when he was answering a question, posed by Tucker,
about Arafat's attempt to soften his image. I'm paraphrasing, but this
should be pretty close:

Hitchens: He even had himself photographed donating blood to help
out the Red Cross in the wake of 9/11. I don't know who got that blood,
but I hope they threw it out.

Tucker quickly changed the subject.

Up next was Jeremy Rifkin, who came on the show to discuss his new book
The European Dream. The gist of which is that Europeans, on average,
lead better lives than Americans do. In related news: Strippers don't
really like you. They like your money.

But, for me at least (and that's what this web site is really all about
isn't it? So, if you came here looking for information about rainbows or
unicorns, stop reading this immediately. And stop crying.), the most
interesting guest was the hostess of Democracy Now, Amy Goodman.
Amy had stopped by to inform all of us that the Networks are controlled by
a few mega-corporations who used their news departments to skew coverage
of the War to present it as a defacto "Hardware show" for their armaments
divisions. In related news: Those letters in Penthouse are fake.

The reason that I was so psyched to see Amy is that I'm a huge fan of
Democracy Now. In fact, it's just about the only news program that I
can stomach anymore. Before the election, I used to tune into FOX News
every now-and-then for shits-and-giggles. But now that FOX feels that they
have a mandate from God, they've become a gorgon - just catching the
slightest glimpse of trained orangutan Bill O'Reilly's smug face is likely
to turn a thinking man to stone.

So, for intelligent news analysis, I turn to Democracy Now, which
airs on Drexel University's cable station (Channel 54, here in Philly).
Unfortunately, I'm about the only person in America watching Democracy
Now
. And here's why:

A few years back I was having lunch with a friend of mine who's an
executive at one of those evil networks that Amy Goodman warned us about.
I asked him, mainly because I was drunk, why there was so much programming
on TV that's absolute shit. That's when he told me an interesting story
about one of the many focus group experiments that the network had
conducted.

A group of people were given the choice of three channels to view. On the
first was a half hour episode of Gilligan's Island that was repeated
over-and-over again. On the second was the Lawrence Oliver version of
Hamlet. The third channel was "neutral" - showing only a test
pattern accompanied by the sound of white noise.

80% of the "people" chose to watch the episode of Gilligan's Island
- again, and again, and again. Which didn't really surprise the network
folks, they had expected that. What did surprise them was that, of the
remaining 20%, 15% chose to watch the test pattern over
Hamlet.

The lesson? Most people are idiots who are easily amused by shiny objects.
Which leads us to the subject of charisma (the shiny object of TV
Journalism).

Amy Goodman is a very intelligent woman, but she's clearly not the most
charismatic person on the planet. As a Charismatic- American, I understand
the importance of charisma. Yu might have all of the facts in the world
on your side, but if you argue with me in front of a crowd, you are going
to lose, because the odds are pretty good that I have more charisma than
you. Hell, this weekend, people are going to pay to hear me sing off-key.
The lesson? Just about anybody can be in tune, but only a select few can
hold an audiences attention.

So, if Democracy Now wants to reach the people that they claim to
care most about, the working class, they're going to need a host who has
a little more charisma - or big tits.

Before you accuse me of being a Sexist Pig and send me a novel about
"Lookism" disguised as an email, I'd like you to hear me out on this.
First, we Liberals have been practicing reverse-Lookism for years. I'm
willing to bet that one of the reasons that Amy Goodman landed her gig
at Democracy Now is, as some womyn with dreads and hairy armpits
might say, because she "didn't fit the standard Western ideal of beauty."
If Pam Andersen had applied for that job, she would've been laughed out
of Pacifica News' offices on the basis of her looks.

We Liberals need to enact a sort of Affirmative Action program for busty
blondes and chiseled hunks. Say what you will about Sean Hannity, but he's
able to get his Right Wing views across mainly because women want to
sleep with him. Nobody wants to sleep with Phil Donahue. Not even Marlo
Thomas. If we do this, we'll be running the country in a couple of months.
Shit, Luther, if we replace Al Franken with those Coors Twins, we could
run Noam Chomsky in 2008 - and win!

- . -

To all who either attended or expressed an interest in Friday (11/12/04)
evening's Patriots Against Senator Santorum meeting, here is a brief
summary of what was discussed.

1. It was generally agreed upon that Rick Santorum is a very bad person
who should no position above that of "Village Idiot" and, therefore, great
effort should be taken to ensure that Santorum is not re-elected in 2006.



2. It was also agreed upon that the best strategy to Ensure that Santorum
is not re-elected would be to:

a) Convince the Republican leadership to run a candidate other than
Santorum (perhaps Sam Katz). Failing this…

b) Convince a Moderate or Liberal Republican (Once again, Katz springs
to mind) to challenge Santorum in the Republican primary, and support
that candidate. Failing this…

c) Support the Democratic candidate (providing that no third party runs
a more progressive candidate) in the general election. Failing this…

d) Learn the words to "O Canada"



3. To help further our goal of preventing Santorum's re-election we will
need people to take on the following positions:

a) Press Liaison(s). This should be an individual, or individuals, with
press credentials.

b) Contact Person(s). This position would involve "interfacing" between our
organization and other organizations such as the Republican, Democratic,
Green, and Libertarian Parties; Gay and Lesbian organizations; Women's
groups; and Religious organizations.

c) Technology Person(s): Individual or individuals who would handle web
site creation, database administration, building army of robots, etc.

d) Researcher(s). Person or persons responsible for combing through public
records, the internet, and other sources in order to gather information on
Rick Santorum's voting record, news stories, statements, etc.

e) Secretary. Position would involve wiring up meeting minutes, passing
out and collecting sign up sheets, and disseminating communications.
This position has nothing to do with the creepy James Spader film.



4). Our next meeting will take place at 7:00pm on Friday, December 3rd,
at Fergie's.

The ancient Greek word of the day is:
ekbainw - step out, go forth

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
then you need to go here
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Rodney on 11.15.04 @ 02:08 PM EST [link]




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