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The more I watched of Gonzales yesterday, the more I thought..."We can't beat this guy? What gives?"
All we'd need would be a few GOP defections and to keep all the Dems in line. The guy personally authorized torture, for god's sake. How can he be the nations' top cop?
Look, I enjoy healthy debates. But I think Klein is right in wanting to focus on real journalism. Fortunately for my future aspirations to start an all-hard-news network (I just need to trademark HNN and create a good logo!), I'm sure Klein won't remove the rest of the muck CNN forces on viewers 20 hours a day.
The scary thing is that there are real tragedies/wars/etc. with great video that take place in the other 20 hours, but just aren't covered. Contrary to what many believed in the 80's, there is enough news to fill a 24 hours news-channel. For some reason, we just choose not to cover it. Instead we have biased people spew silly opinions about inane subjects wedged between "entertainment minutes" which focus on Michael Jackson.
The ten things I'd do if I were Klein:
- Eliminate all celebrity court case coverage.
- Triple the amount of international news coverage.
- Get most anchors and reporters to cut down on on-air opinions.
- Make a show. Call it "Fact-Check". Just cut through the silly p.r. spin of the White House, Congress, etc. Use unbiased reporters. Don't bother trying for "balance"...if one side is lying more egregiously, say so.
- Tell the White House the President needs to start answering questions at press conferences. Pull your white house people if he doesn't.
- Want scoops? Skip using "anonymous sources" and just focus on item #3 above. There's plenty of choice video, etc. going on in other countries.
- Believe in the fallacy of objective journalism. I'm serious. It's an impossible dream to achieve, but a worthy goal to strive for.
- Entertainment is not news. Let the other networks talk about Britney Spears. You don't need to.
- You can't beat ESPN. So don't try. Just get the guy from Headline News to do the 2 minutes sports rundown a few times a day.
- Send reporters to dangerous places. With good satellite uplinks. If other networks rely upon radio updates or transcripts, you need to have a guy in Sudan with a crystal clear picture standing next to a janjaweed horse. The technology is here. So put it to good use.
That's how I'd run a network.
If you're not watching the Gonzales hearings, you should be.
This guy authorized torture...kind of makes Ashcroft look like a softie, doesn't it?
a typical edwardian morning follows:
7:30 AM - wake up
8:30 AM - realize I stuffed the alarm clock under pillow
9:00 AM - check office e-mail server, news websites; win solitaire game
9:30 AM - win the race to be the last person to take a shower
9:32 AM - finish shower
9:36 AM - grab pizza from fridge, run out house
9:40 AM - stop by neighborhood store "alem" for diet dr. peppers
9:50 AM - pass by prostitute walking to work; she says "hey, sweetheart" and i reply "hi!"
10:00 AM - gawk at giant wrecking ball deconstructing the old convention center; take picture with cell phone
10:10 AM - arrive at office; check on server to see if we're still under attack from crazy spambots;
10:15 AM - finally sit down at desk and logon to the network
10:16 AM - get article to post on website
10:17 AM - hear complaint from users about being unable to open email
10:18 AM - determine article is a dup; notify author
10:30 AM - determine that bug is a security feature; investigate workaround
10:35 AM - learn relative was seriously damaged in accident
10:40 AM - begin to plow through RSS feeds...
picking up mail is usually fairly boring, but today i took in all the holiday leftovers and found a wide package from the alma mater and thought - hey, maybe i got a new calendar! um, not quite.
instead, i found one of the bi-weekly, plaintive folders dedicated to soliciting money from my debt-eaten carcass. however, all was not lost, as i quickly discovered three artifacts that made me forget the subzero cambridge temps and think of the warmth within.
- a bio of a fellow winchester native who seems to have 'climbed far' by convincing the alumni relations people to print up a puff piece on him for no discernible reason ~ unless you feel the need to cough up money by seeing a picture of someone more interesting than you!
- a near-suicidal letter from our not-so-secret agents, which manages to blend the words 'bleakness', 'hopeless', 'low', 'vacant', 'dissatisfaction', and 'frustration' in the first four sentences - damn, if williams kids are so down, how do the lower classes manage to get by?
- and finally, my favorite - a page-long 'giving statement' which talks extensively about the wonders of williams, and concludes with a priceless five year giving history of yours truly. those five goose eggs looked so pretty - why should i break the streak?!?!
yes, i bow before the masterful alumni relations folk, and their psychological ploys which confuse and befuddle me - perhaps then they will run in and steal my wallet. until then, i shall leave you with some words of inspiration - they got me through the last couple of bleak hours, for sure!
As the Alumni Review and news through friends or a campaign sign for supervisor I spotted on a San Francisco street pole many attest, many of us are up to adventurous and successful pursuits. No doubt at times the pursuit is more adventure or misadventure than success. Don't forget the role your Williams experience has played preparing you to muddle through and spot what matters.
take that, kierkegaard! at least you could parse words correctly...
Each year I make the same resolution for New Years, namely, to not make any resolutions. (Eerily similar to my stance during lent...actually.)
This year, though, I think I've broken that streak. I resolve that next year I will rant about:
- people chewing gum
- people commenting on other people's clothing choices.
- people asking me for advice about mp3 players
With all those teeth whitening gums out there, I too have been lured into the trap of chewing gum at inappropriate occasions. But you know what you do? You bite the proverbial bullet and swallow the gum. Having gum at work, for instance, is inexcusable.
As far as clothing is concerned, if you're wearing something bad (choose!) then I'll laugh at you behind your back. But I'm not going to go up to your face and say, "what were you thinking?" Likewise, I'd expect the same level of treatment from you. Saying, "Hey you look really dressed up!" or "Hey you look really casual!" is not a compliment. It's a statement of fact, and a superfluous one at that. "That's a nice tie" is, however, both welcome and appropriate.
You have an iPod. Or another mp3 player. Great. Or you want one. Great. Just don't ask me about it, okay? Because I'll go off on a 20 minute rant about something call ogg vorbis. And it's never pretty. So simply buy something that supports ogg, and I'll be happy. That's the only advice I wish to give.
New Year's Rants seems so much more appropriate than resolutions..any ideas?
I find these sort of opinions intolerable. Why? Because they seem to revolve around a dichotomy that doesn't exist.
Technology is not around to make our lives simpler, easier or to increase free time. I remember getting into an argument once about vacuum cleaners...essentially, my opponent said that the amount of time spent cleaning with modern appliances was the same as with older ones. So the "new" technology didn't make anyone's life easier. I conceded that point, but emphasized that the real emphasis should not be on time, but on cleanliness. Houses these days tend to be cleaner thanks to newer vacuums.
This is what the author of the piece above misses: it's not that some fancy e-mail/phone/mp3 player will make your life more rewarding. It'll simply mean that you can work outside the office, hear a cool new song and go for a run all at the same time. Thus, you'll be busier. That's what happens when you multitask.
The real problem, in my mind, is the inverse of what the author says here:
But let's also not forget the time it takes to master dense manuals and field the extra phone calls and clear out the mounds of junk e-mail. Or the mental energy required to navigate the complexity of four remote controls or remember to program in the coordinates of everyone you meet. Or the added risk if your all-in-one contraption suddenly malfunctions.
I think the days of dense manuals at least required users to read a bit. These days every device needs to be "idiot-proof" which means that when something breaks a typical user won't know how to handle it. Call it the apple-bomb-thesis: early Macs were so much more reliable than PCs that most mac users never had to learn how their system worked. Early Windows machines required editing config.sys and autoexec.bat files endlessly, all to get more memory to run properly or to avoid crashing. Consequently, if a Mac broke, the user was presented with a little bomb, and immediately cried uncle. A PC was expected to be difficult to use, which was a trade-off for the price difference. Those of us who grew up with PCs learned quickly that messing with the files that ran the machine was only natural. Today, most computers are much more stable than in those days. The consequence? Like with early Macs, if a computer breaks, typical users end up calling for help immediately instead of messing around with the problem. The end result is an uneducated user.
I'm not saying that technology should be difficult to grasp. Lowering the entry bar (with Moveable Type, etc.) for blogging has led many people into a field they wouldn't otherwise have been able to do. Again, however, if a system breaks, users aren't able to solve it. Just think: if every user was clearing out mounds of junk mail, perhaps we'd be able to crack down on spammers. Instead, users look for the easy fix (some piece of software to buy) and think it's a necessary evil. I wish there were more people around who weren't afraid to use their "mental energy" for good. To not use your brain should be a crime.
If you want to read a good TNR article, head over to check out this one about marriage.
The nut graph:
What advocates of covenant marriage largely overlook is the fact that most marriages dissolve not because people lack the willpower to make them work (though that's probably true in some cases), but because they simply don't want to be married, at least not to the person they happened to wed. The reality is that too many people are getting married who shouldn't. In Arkansas, for example, the divorce rate is more than 50 percent above the national average. But the marriage rate is almost twice the national average.
In a world where celebrities seem to marry and divorce every week, the point about waiting seems particularly apt. The solution, unfortunately, seems to be somewhat intrusive. I don't personally think the government should be in the business of marriages anyway: it should just sanction civil unions for secular purposes. Such unions, being mainly a legal device, should be able to be forged and broken at will. Yeah, maybe that's the Episcopalian in me speaking, but if it was good enough to found my religion upon, it should be good enough for most of America.
After a few minutes, I stopped watching the Matsui service. It was just too depressing.
I really think the new DNC chair needs to focus on the state and local level, to create competitive races in every single district. Dean can do that. Rosenberg can do that. Frost has a great political ability, but I think that talent doesn't lend itself to building a better organization so much as running an existing one.
Murtha should bring the bear the most salient point about Dean, namely, that he represents an organization structure change. This isn't about ideology, it's about common sense.
With that said, I'm sick and tired of some magazines repeating the idiotic meme that Dean is anti-war:
The trouble with Dean goes beyond the merely cosmetic. The single greatest challenge facing the Democratic Party is its dire need to reestablish its credibility on national security. The election made clear that the Bush administration's ineptitude in Iraq and at Tora Bora will not do that work for them--indeed, that the public will not listen to the Democrats' indictment of that bungling until they have established their own authority. Reestablishing this credibility does not mean embracing Bush. It means forcefully elucidating alternatives. Dean has shown little interest in doing so, and, during the primary, his instincts led him to cater to the antiwar movement on the party's left.
Hmm. Let's see. Dean was for the original gulf war but opposed to the current war in Iraq. Kerry, by contrast, was against the first gulf war but for the second. I think we can say Dean was right and Kerry was wrong. Dean was also for the fight in Kosovo and Afghanistan. (You remember Afghanistan, right? The place where UBL was hanging out?) I used to think the anti-war people who supported Dean were idiots, but useful ones. That was before I realized that the pro-war people who hated Dean were equally stupid, but utterly useless. In hindsight, after all the supposed "debacles" of pointing out obvious truths like "the capture of Saddam Hussein will not make our troops safer" I think places like TNR need to stop muttering idiotic memes that Dean catered to the anti-war left. How bad do things have to get in Iraq before they admit they were wrong? Oh wait, they already did. They just haven't screwed up the courage to say they were wrong about Dean too...
Okay. End rant.
Know someone with a laptop? Why not give them this? Yes, I know the holidays are over...but MLK day is almost here!
What's that you ask?
Just the sound of someone hitting the third rail. It's not pretty.
"This is going to be very much like sticking your hand in a wasp nest," said David C. John, a Social Security analyst at the conservative Heritage Foundation and an ally of the president. "And the reaction will be similar."
Nice. Time to start stinging.
So my brand new puma shoes rock. It's odd, but simply putting them on and walking down the street makes me feel like I riding on air.
The box they came in is a different story. On the side, it says in small white letters, "average contents: 2". At first I thought this was extremely amusing. Then I realized that, perhaps, it's not meant to be funny. In which case it's a little weird. I mean, are there some boxes floating around with 3 shoes in them? Or just one? So far only one other person has noticed this oddity.
What do you think it means?
So after some early morning fun in Tyson's Corner, I went to work to do some maintenance. A couple hours later, I returned home to change clothes, etc.
As I left my house I heard a loud noise and saw that a car was crawling through the intersection at about two miles an hour. The driver of the vehicle behind had finally lost his patience and hit the horn hard. By the time I made it to the local convenience store, the car still wasn't moving and had its hazard lights on.
I snagged a drink and walked back outside. Seeing the car still there, I walked over and asked if they needed any help. A small elderly African American woman, who only spoke Spanish, emerged. I had (only the previous week) helped a Hispanic couple call a mechanic so I was prepared this time, flipping out my cell phone even as the woman came around the front of the car.
First she asked me where she was. I replied, "you're at 11th and S street" and she didn't understand. Finally, she pulled out a business card with a mechanic's name on it. I typed in the phone number and handed it to her. After a minute, it became evident that the mechanic didn't speak Spanish, so she was unable to tell him where she was. She pushed the phone back to me and said "tell him where we are". So I did.
The mechanic said, "you're at 11th and S? Man, she's going the wrong way. I'm up at V St, near Vermont! She lives practically next door to me...I can't believe she got lost." I said I could tell her where to go and hung up. I turned to the woman (did I mention that her face was blue? a little odd...but she was very old and quite small, so it didn't look that out of place) and tried to explain. Her response?
She just gave me the keys to her car.
Baffled, I said the mechanic was just up the street. She smiled and said "you can drive" and so I did. (Riding as a passenger with her seemed crazy). The car was sweltering inside, I couldn't get the seat to move back and the right hand mirror was frozen in place. Terrified I'd wreck her already poorly operating vehicle, I tried not to make any sudden movements. Of course, on top of everything else, it was an automatic, so as soon as I put it in "drive" it began to move. Grr. Next the car announced out loud in a tinny voice that the parking break was on. Thanks, Kitt! A few blocks later, we were at her mechanic. Problem solved. Total Cost? I was an hour late getting back to work, but I felt much better about myself as I began to walk down eleventh street.
The sun came out, and soon made everything warm. A good way to begin one's afternoon.
werkz advice: skip it.
I just finished Fellini's "La Dolce vita". Don't bother seeing it. It reminded me, in many ways, of Casshern. Why? Well, put simply, the film is beautiful. Every scene is shot perfectly, from the framing to the use of shadow, to the odd costumes and picture-perfect sets. But, like Casshern, the overall plot and characters are shallow and one-dimensional. Unlike Casshern, there is no action so one's interest peaks early and declines from thereon.
The main character, described on the netflix cover as someone who is dating a depressed girl only to "fall into the abyss" of dating a movie star, never changes. In fact, most of the movie is spent with him acting like a playboy. Needless to say, this gets dull after a while. Scenes and various smaller characters are introduced, seemingly at random, until one is left feeling that the movie, like life itself, doesn't make much sense.
By the time the movie was over, after almost three hours, I sighed with relief. All that fuss, just to invent the term paparazzi?
werkz advice: pick up a copy. this week.
Michael Crichton's latest, "State of Fear" is quite possibly the most timely release of a novel ever. It depicts a giant tsunami and other epic environmental disasters all timed perfectly to coincide with a book release...I mean, a news conference.
So it's topical and timely....what else? Well, it's a gripping science thriller, about, that's right, global warming. Suspend your disbelief long enough to realize that Crichton is not going to explain how global warming works, but rather, how it doesn't. As I read I thought of several counter arguments (Aral Sea, anyone?) but his overall thrust was worthwhile, namely, that scientific evidence was being misused for political purposes on both sides.
Go pick it up. It's not the most well written Crichton novel, but this week more than ever it seems appropriate.
I'm back. I'll commence firing at lunchtime.
clearly one of the highlights of my successful list was ed's location of casshern, which despite some troubles (bring the remote next time!) with my purloined region-free dvd player, managed to get watched over the break regardless.
if you like hyper-stylized sets, morally ambiguous protagonists (um, actually everybody's bad, in a sort of way) and enough communo/fascist cgi imagery to bring out the freedom-lover in ya (goose-stepping robots! truly!), then casshern will be a delight. and if not, well, i guess i pity you in a way.
basic storyline? well, it makes dune look like 'meet dick and jane' - there are some scientists with attractive offspring, an interminable war against terrorism, an epic struggle between some oddly spawned 'neo-sapiens' and the tyrannical authority figures...i could go on. maybe it was about struggling to choose sides when everybody's gray ~ casshern seems to enjoy pummeling robots immensely, but ultimately even he recognizes that his mere existence causes suffering in others. kinda uplifting, eh?
i actually enjoyed the vague philosophizing, especially because the movie didn't skimp on the action and the over-the-top images actually fed into the flow of the flick - think moulin rouge if there was no singing and the main character could defeat an army of robots with his stylish armor...okay, that metaphor breaks down. anyway, grab a region 2 player and this movie, and enjoy!
Songs for New Year’s Eve:
- Counting Crow’s “Long December,” from Recovering the Satellites
- Death Cab For Cutie’s “The New Year,” from Transatlanticism
- Drums and Tuba’s “Auld Lang Syne,” from the second My Pal God holiday comp.
And for those who want to do midnight right, here are some lyrics to “Auld Lang Syne.”
Best wishes to all, this and every year.

