i read a book a little bit ago about the turn of the century, specifically the twentieth to the twenty-first, the proud tower. at the time anarchism was coming into its own as a worldwide political force. the author, Barbara Tuchman, made a point comparing the propaganda of the word, and the propaganda of the deed, noting how intellectuals would goad and encourage the…less mentally gifted…adherents to acts of appalling violence against symbols of the old order. the rightwing blogs strike me as a place for that kind of behavior…one or two clever fools like the people who run LGF or freep, setting up a crock pot (appropriate!) and letting weaker personalities simmer in their violent hateful language. I’m thinking that at some point in the next couple years there could be a crazy incident (i have no inside info or anything, i’m just cogitating and prognosticating) where a blog-follower does something sick or violent that starts a whole new round of navel-gazing in regards to blogs in the press.
i mean, they’re already blowing up gov’t buildings and sniping doctors among other things. what’s to stop ’em? especially as a propaganda move as bush starts to fail more vividly and the press actually mentions it. amazing. how about a lyric?

Palace Brothers
“Lost Blues & Other Songs”

(adapted from the traditional Scottish folk song Lach Tay Boat Song)

When it’s time from work to go, and in my boat I row
‘Cross the muddy Ohio, when the evening light is falling
And I look towards Floyd’s Knobs, where the afterglories glow
And I dream on two bright eyes with a merry mouth below
She’s my beauteous Katerina, she’s my joy and sorrow too
Though I know she is untrue, oh but I cannot live without her
For my heart’s a boat in tow and I’d give the world to know
If she means to let me go as I sing the whole day through

Katerina, your lovely hair has more beauty, I declare
Than all the tresses there from Smoke Town to Oldham County
Be it black, red, gold, or brown, let them hang to lengths below
They mean not as much to me as a melting flake of snow
And her dance is like a gleam of the sunlight on the stream
And the screeching blue jays seem to form her name when screaming
But my heart is full of woe, for last night she made me go
And tears begin to flow as I sing the whole day through

Palace is funny in that rarely are their albums released under the same name. Mainly it’s Will Oldham, a singer/songwriter/actor etc who’s pretty fuckin amazing. I’ve got CDs by Will Oldham, “Bonnie” Prince Billy, Palace Music, Palace, Palace Brothers, and Palace Songs. I think I’ve got a couple others too, not sure.
I’d recommend this album, Lost Blues & Other Songs, to anyone who’s even vaguely interested. I believe it’s iTune-able as well.

Happy Hump Day!

Read the “anti-detective” story of Anna Mae Aquash(more info) (yet more). She was a mother, wife, and active American Indian Movement member and is believed to have been killed for her activities, either by government agents or their proxies. Steve Hendricks’ “An Unquiet Grave” (click here for a chapter 1 PDF, it’s amazing) documents some of the struggle of the time. It’s appropriate (as Jesus’ General notes) during the weeklong deification ceremonies for late President Ford, that we remember that the great healer lead a goverment perpetrating viscious crimes, and covering them up, with the same effort as Nixon’s.

I think it’s about time for people to stop being ruly.

our country is so fucked up right now. case in point: “Don’t ask, don’t tell” vs. “Defense of Marriage”.

No one, not one single person, has ever once put forward a valid reason to keep gay men and women from having the same benefits as straights. not once. never. you know why? It’s not because it’s a secret. It’s because there is not one single reason. It’s just fucking assholes who either hate gay people, or love having someone to hate due to the shitty exclusivity clauses in their idiot religions, or people who are too stupid to think about it on any deeper level than “Eww! Butt sex is gross! But two chicks….yowza!”

The “defense of marriage” people are the most sickening of all, frankly. there’s nothing to defend. nothing’s being attacked, except their feelings of superiority. They need someone to hate, and if gays have all the same rights they can’t look down on them. It’s as simple as that. Tiny-minded people who desperately need to feel special. “Defense of my unwarranted feelings of specialness” is what they should call their shit-parade.

personally, I don’t believe government should be involved in marriage at all, period. Government should offer services of contract to all consenting adults who ask for it. there can be pre-existing types of contracts, but thats where the gov’s definition should end. after that, call it what you want. do these asshole “social conservatives” really want goverments telling them what marriage is? aren’t these “government is the problem” people? what the fuck is going on? After you’ve determined your property and custody rights through contracts you can have any kind of stupid ceremony you like. as if marriage is somehow sacred in this country. I can prove it’s not. What’s sacred is between people as individuals. trying to legislate that is a sick fucking waste of our time.

what’s going on is they know they’re advancing a hate agenda, and they’ve got some part of their conscience nipping at them, and they must hide it by being louder and nastier than the next guy. plus most of those preachers are deviants, which is what they consider gay people, so they’ve got some significant cognitive dissonance going on as well.

“Hey you homos! You don’t deserve equal rights because you’re sinners!”
“Father, is that…is that a chicken underneath your robes?”
“…”
“Lord preserve us! The holy father’s fucking a chicken at the homo-funeral protest! He’s built some kind of automatic chicken-fucking device and he’s wearing it under his priest-robes! Ahh!”
“Be calm my flock! All is well! I didn’t do anything with the chicken, I’m just…trying to keep it warm.”
“But your penis is inside of it right now. I mean, the device is actually in operation at this moment. The chicken seems quite disinterested, however…wait a minute…that’s….that’s…A ROOSTER!!! Father! You’re fucking a MALE ANIMAL! I mean, beastiality is forgivable, but being gay? Come on!”
“Wait a second there…wait…almost…oh yeah, all done. Let me put this chicken away. I’ll talk to you later Clucky. Of course I’ll call! See ya baby.”

okay, that was terrible.

these are our dead

bush sent them to their deaths. now he wants to send even more troops. his “surge” is an escalation, and any trooper that goes there is not likely to come back.

impeachment time is now.

weird time of the year for a new year to roll in, eh? why not make the calendar flip in the summer, when you can be outside and have a good time? stupid ancient pagan festivals. bah.

Well, we can think of his whole life and musical innovation as a Squidmas gift, eh?

RIP JB.

Fish On (Fisherman’s Chronicles Part II)
Sailing the Seas of Cheese
Primus

Felt a pang late one afternoon
I was fishin’ off Muir beach
With Larry LaLonde
Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich
And I started to chew
Pretty soon Ler’s yellin
Fish on!
Fish on

I was just a little pup
And it was derby day
Was dad and me and Darrell
Out in San Pablo bay
Taco flavored Doritos
And my orange life vest
Dad caught a hundred pound sturgeon
On twenty-pound test
Now he fought that fish for an hour an a half
Darrell’d say “Jump ya sons a bitch!”
And he grabbed for the gaff
When we got him in the boat
He measured six feet long
I was so danged impressed that
I write this song called
Fish on

T’was a bright and sunny day
It was me and Todd Huth
Fishin’ shark & Stingray
Out of Bohuas Lagoon
Well hey, hey, hey I’ll be screwed,
Blued and tatooed
Looks like I got me one of them fish on
Fish on.

Incomparable.

here.

while i was too young to see this in the Vietnam War, here it is again: body counts to claim victory. because that ground up, lifeless hunk of flesh that was once a person is a signpost on the way to winning the war against a tactic.

jesus fucking hell.

what’s with the guys over at AOL?!

tom delay started a blog! he left commenting on!
the expected happened.

it is to laugh.