Friday, October 31, 2003
Thursday, October 30, 2003
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
That is understood. But after all, it is the leaders of the
country who determine the policy and it is always a simple
matter to drag the people along, whether it is a democracy,
a fascist dictatorship, or a parliament, or a communist dic-
tatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought
to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to
do is tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the
peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country
to danger. It works the same in any country.."
- Hermann Goering
Nazi SS Officer, on or about 18 April 1946
Monday, October 27, 2003
Sunday, October 26, 2003
Friday, October 24, 2003
I was getting testy at my friends as we were having trouble moving. We went to eat at Metro Pizza. I ordered a pitcher of Newcastle. My cohorts snidely commented that it was just for me. It was, really, but they drank some of it as well. They had huge pasta dishes that probably weighed more than I do while I stared down at a dinner salad. I got ranch dressing; even though I think I should be avoiding it, it's safe and easy.
We resumed moving. On the last load, I said that I would remain behind. We don't have internet access, TV, stereo, or even a working computer at the new place yet and I knew that I'd still be up for another 4 or 5 hours. When I got back in my apartment, I just sat down with a beer and tried to decompress. I remembered a piece of (snail) mail from the electric company. 48 hour disconnect. I look at the date on it, 10/24, today. I start to panic. I really don't want to get my power shut off again. I can sleep at the new place, I know, but I won't have anything that would keep me sane.
I felt so limp when my power was shut off before. The life and light of my home came to a screaming halt. One can live in a cabin without power, but not an apartment.
I wanted to run. Or to drink enough to put me to sleep quickly. Or to just sleep in the closet where it's dark and quiet. Instead, I put some beer in my backpack and head to the new apartment. It might be the St. John's Wort, but I managed some strength. I managed a plan. I'd call the electric company to get another day, then ask my new housemate to drive me to pay the bill before work tomorrow.
I make it to the new apartment, he isn't there. No panic, I set off to his partner's new apartment. It's just a block away. I lose my way (I don't know the area well.) I knock; she speaks through the door.
"Give me a moment"
I guess she's putting on a shirt. I don't know why she needs to be modest. She opens the door, but just. I don't understand the posture. When someone I know knocks on my door, I open it wide and they come in, no matter how brief the visit.
I ask if he is here.
"He's gone to the new place"
"I must have just missed him on the road"
(We are both walking.) I go back to the new apartment and he is bathing. He doesn't notice my entrance. I step outside to smoke a clove. As I finish, he steps out of the bath. He startles at my entrance. I tell him about the bill.
"How much do you need?" He reaches for his wallet.
"I have enough to cover it, I just need to get it there"
I feel good that he would loan me the cash. I feel better that I don't need it. I just need a ride. His partner took claim of the car, however. He must be at work in 5 hours. He had said that he was calling in sick to work today, but now it seems that he will go in. I write a check and leave him the bill. His bus trip involves a layover near the electric company's office. He can pay it after work.
I leave to make the call to get an extension. The system is down. I return to tell Ian then leave for (my old) home. I drink some beer and chat with friends online. I finally call. It turns out that I have all day Friday to pay the bill and I won't get turned off until Saturday. So if the check gets to the office (I'm sure it will) I have no problem.
Wednesday, October 22, 2003
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
Monday, October 20, 2003
"Pay up or pull out"
-Sen. John McCain on Meet the Press
The FCC was established by the Communications Act of 1934 "For the purpose of regulating interstate and foreign commerce in communication by wire and radio so as to make available, so far as possible, to all the people of the United States, without discrimination on the basis of race, color, religion, national origin, or sex, a rapid, efficient, Nationwide, and world-wide wire and radio communication service with adequate facilities at reasonable charges..." It seems to me that they have been used to shut down alternate points of view for the sole purpose of protecting commerce. I can understand wanting to regulate the airwaves only so far as to make sure that stations don't broadcast on top of each other. If you don't like what the station plays, tune to another. By limiting choices and shutting down microstations they limit our choices and only make the air free for corporate rape. Grr. Makes me want to go all Pump Up the Volume and shit.
Sunday, October 19, 2003
"Avoid the following substances when using St.-John's-wort: Amino acids tryptophan and tyrosine; amphetamines; asthma inhalants; beer, coffee, wine; chocolate, fava beans, salami, smoked or pickled foods, and yogurt; cold or hay fever medicines; diet pills; narcotics; nasal decongestants. They all contain chemicals that react adversely to hypericin, causing high blood pressure and nausea."
Beer and pickles! I don't want to give those up! Oh well, I suppose I can switch to wine or whiskey.
Saturday, October 18, 2003
Thursday, October 16, 2003
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
Sunday, October 12, 2003
Saturday, October 11, 2003
but control freaks can lick my taint. Reuters (via CNN) is reporting that a Muslim girl was suspended from her elementary school for refusing to remove her hijab. The school, in an attempt to further control students’ lives and impose their own morbid sensibilities on a generation that wants little to do with them, forbid the wearing of any headgear, including hijabs and yarmulkes. If you make all these kids dress the same, will the be easier to control? Will they listen to your commands? Do their homework every night? Or just resent your fucking guts and start mixing Ricin and ANFO? I can understand prohibiting ceremonial daggers being worn in some areas of public life, but not religious clothing and accessories. I’ll continue to point and laugh at the stupid shits that wear such things, but they should be allowed to wear them.
"Israel made a wise decision when it decided to bomb Syria on October 5th. As a result, the Palestinian terrorist organization Islamic Jihad has called a halt to all suicide bombings. The parents of the 29-year-old female suicide bomber who blew herself up inside Maxim's restaurant in Haifa on Saturday have sent a letter of apology to the Israeli Prime Minister, Ariel Sharon, and to the Mayor of Haifa. In their letter they state explicitly that they would have expected no more fitting a punishment than the demolition of their family home, the measure taken by the IDF after the bombing, and that they are saddened and bewildered by their daughter's action. "We accept our displacement with dignity and take upon ourselves full responsibility for our daughter's senseless action," they wrote. In response to this unprecedented letter, Israeli military authorities stationed outside Jenin offered relatives of the dead woman a thirty-minute reprieve from all travel restrictions, issuing them temporary passes for free travel throughout the northern West Bank if curfew is lifted within the next 24 hours."
Friday, October 10, 2003
Wednesday, October 08, 2003
Tuesday, October 07, 2003
"The word 'f---ing' my be crude and offensive, but, in the context presented here, did not describe sexual or excretory organs or activities," the bureau wrote.
"Rather, the performer used the word 'f---ing' as an adjective or expletive to emphasize an exclamation. Indeed, in similar circumstances, we have found that offensive language used as an insult rather than as a description of sexual or excretory activities or organs is not within the scope of the commission's prohibition of indecent program content."
Someone somewhere in that bloated bureaucracy got a clue.
Sunday, October 05, 2003
A strong espresso coffee topped with steamed frothed milk."
Now if you ordered a latte, would you expect it to come back with ice in it? With no "steamed frothed milk" making lovely frothy goodness on top? Well, I kind of expected a hot drink and instead got something with ice in it. What a way to start my day.
Israel invading Syria before we do. Sigh.