The true Bush Doctrine was OH YEAH WHADDYA GONNA DO ABOUT IT HIPPIE? Like when he got re-elected he figured out that it didn’t matter anymore, public opinion. Oh, approval rating in the 30s? WHADDYA GONNA DO, RECALL HIM? People in Congress running away from him? So fucking what, he doesn’t need them to do things and say things. He’s on short time. They’re gonna be there forever but he’s got 8 years and they’re running out, so what difference does it make they don’t like him? Anti-war protesters camped on his lawn permanently, yelling entirely justified things and holding signs … Continue reading Donald Trump, George W. Bush, and the Zero Fucks Doctrine
I started thinking about nicks because of the morning Twitter meltdown over this, which … It is not cultural genocide to call people what they want to be called. If I tell you I go by X, and you continue to call me Y, you’re being rude. If it’s cultural genocide, it’s only against those whose indigenous culture is asshole. Mr. A and I call each other a million things (most often “hey, I thought you were going to do that”) but I don’t have a true nickname. Jerkoff kids in school called me Al because I hated it, and when … Continue reading Weekend Question Thread: Do You Have a Nickname?
It was a long week here in New Orleans. There was a six-alarm fire on Canal Street in a building owned by a slumlord/tourist trap tycoon who I call the Sam Walton of crap. It resulted in much fretting before the fire was extinguished because it’s located near three recently renovated architectural treasures: the Roosevelt Hotel, and the Orpheum and Saenger Theatres. Mercifully, they emerged unscathed from the smoke and flames, and no one was hurt in the blaze.
Carnival rolls on. One good thing about the early parade season is that there will be fewer college kids in town to get drunk, puke in the nearest gutter, and flash their naughty bits. It’s always a relief because locals don’t play that except for the drinking thing. It’s an all-ages event despite all the dicks in Krewe du Vieux.
R. Crumb week at First Draft continues. I posted his most famous image as this week’s featured picture. The keep on truckin’ dudes were Sixties icons even though their creator was neither a hippie nor cared for them. Bummer, man.
It’s always fun when there are two wildly different songs with the same title. That’s why we have two theme songs this week. They come from the same era, but from different genres. We begin with Temptations vocalist Eddie Kendricks with his biggest solo hit-you guessed it-Keep On Truckin’:
Now that I’ve posted something for the soul music fans, here’s one for the hippies and old-time music folks out there:
I suppose I *should* discuss the Summer of Love, but it’s not on this week’s agenda. You’ll have to make do with another song with Truckin’ in the title:
Guess I threw you a curve ball with the Dwight Yoakam version. Sounds more like a knuckleball to me. Just ask the Niekro brothers:
We’ll keep on truckin’ after the break.
In some cases, we tend to look at the outcome to determine the intensity of a crime. For example, I remember talking with a cop at one point about an alcohol-fueled mob fight outside of a Madison dance club/bar. The whole fight, which involved a Springer-like melee among drunks ended up with a ton of blood, bruises and broken bones. The culprit turned out to be one asshole who called another asshole a “freshman.” When the accused “freshman” took a swing at the guy and missed, he nailed some other guy’s girlfriend and basically everything unraveled from there. The “freshman” … Continue reading Clicked Off: No jail time for Mizzou “Muscle” Prof
Claire loves to dig. We discovered this when she first went to a ferret-sitter who had a dig box, and the poor woman could barely pry Claire out of it every night. When Claire came home we filled a box full of long grain rice and she dug happily for months, but the rice started to look dusty and the novelty wore off. Off to the bulk store for a giant bag of beans, which restored her joy in the process: A. Continue reading Friday Ferretblogging: Dig Box Edition
Our merry krewe of Spanksters were tasked with sweeping the den floor the day after the parade. Dennie supervised: Continue reading Friday Guest Catblogging: Day After Dennie
The musical heroes of my youth are dropping like flies. In this instance, it’s one of my San Francisco homeys, Jefferson Airplane/Starship co-founder Paul Kantner who has died at the age of 74. I met Kantner several times back in the … Continue reading Paul Kantner, R.I.P.
You may have already experienced Mike Huckabee’s deeply silly Adele/Iowa Caucus tribute but it’s my duty as a blogger to make sure you see it: Here’s how it’s described by Mother Jones: On Wednesday morning, former Arkansas Gov. Mike Huckabee’s presidential campaign tweeted its latest campaign video—and it’s a cover of pop superstar Adele’s hit song “Hello.” Instead of talking about strained relationships, Huckabee’s “Hello” focuses on Iowa’s highlights and idiosyncrasies. “Amish chairs, Casey’s jerky, Quad Cities has quite a port,” sings the unnamed, unseen vocalist. The ad includes dramatizations of text message exchanges with Hillary Clinton and Sen. Ted Cruz—with … Continue reading Huck’s Latest Upchuck
From Album 6 OK, one less freak for tonight’s train wreck, assuming neither side backs down or blinks…aw…and here’s hoping the hissy fit continues. If your enemy is sinking, throw them an anvil. Meanwhile, the GOP base continues to demonstrate that a generation’s worth of boorish rhetoric/propaganda produces…a generation that believes in boorish rhetoric and propaganda. A base that actually believes a peanut gallery clown like the Trump Troll possesses “testicular fortitude.” To cite a technical term, that’s, um, fucked up, dude. More seriously, while difficult to imagine, think about what sort of reaction we’d see, especially from the corporate media … Continue reading The Professional Troll Versus The Cowardly Lion
David Goodis was an underrated purveyor of hard boiled crime fiction in the 1940’s and 1950’s. His best-known novel, Dark Passage,was turned into a movie starring Bogie, Bacall, and Agnes Moorehead. Agnes walks away with the movie: it’s grand fucking larceny. In many ways, Nightfall is a better book and movie adaptation than Dark Passage. Let’s begin with the original paperback and hard cover editions side-by-side: If you’ve never seen the 1957 movie, seek it out immediately. It was directed by Jacques Tourneur of Cat People and Out of the Past fame. The cast is excellent and the movie is chock-full-o-thrills: … Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: Nightfall
Malakatude in the world of professional basketball. Continue reading Blake Griffin Gets Testy With Trainer Named Testi
Chris Christie meets Krewe du Vieux. Continue reading Tweets Of The Week: Mopping Up Edition
Noted cartoonist Robert Crumb has done a passel of album covers over the years. I’ve already posted his most famous cover, Cheap Thrills, in this space, here are a few more: Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: R. Crumb
STEEEEEVE: If you do your reporting deeply enough, you can write/speak with authority – that’s objectivity, because the facts are incontrovertible. Some people mistake that, though, for subjectivity. When a local magazine editor told me once “In magazine writing, you can have an opinion, that’s what I teach my students,” as if I’d never heard that before, I blanched. No, it’s not about having an opinion! It’s about reporting deeply enough to state the truth! In newspaper writing, the problem is of a slightly different sort – without the time or resources to report deeply enough, reporters (and their editors) … Continue reading Dear All of Journalism: This is Steve. Be Like Steve.
Nothing. There was nothing there. Not only was there nothing there, but there was something less than nothing there, because people actually got themselves INDICTED for making out like there was something there. Not only was there something less than nothing there, but anybody with two brain cells to rub together looked at the sterling credentials of the people making out like there was something there and said, there’s nothing there. They were, of course, the exact kind of carnival barkers they seemed to be, and this news only surprises the people who make a living being surprised when the curtain … Continue reading Are You Proud Now, America?
The Krewe of Chad is coming to get you. Continue reading Clash Of The Entitled
Here I was, all ready to shut down the ISO chamber for a week or so to give it a good scrubbing down and gamma-ray sterilization.
Sarah Palin Endorses Donald Trump, Rallying Conservatives
New York Times ^ | 01/19/2016 | By MAGGIE HABERMAN
Posted on 1/19/2016 3:18:14 PM by SeekAndFind
Sarah Palin, the former Alaska governor and 2008 vice-presidential nominee who became a Tea Party sensation and a favorite of grass-roots conservatives, will endorse Donald J. Trump in Iowa on Tuesday, officials with his campaign confirmed. The endorsement provides Mr. Trump with a potentially significant boost just 13 days before the state’s caucuses.
If you’ve noticed, at Free Republic the shine has worn off Our Sarah’s star just a little bit in the past few years. With Grifterella’s trailer trash antics, her relentless money-grubbing, constant pleas for attention, and in general justifying everything everyone but Freepers always saw in her – the bloom is off the rose.
Or so it seems to me.
Freepers? First reply, please?
Sarah! Sarah! …pls remove the knife.
Sarah Palin Endorses Donald Trump, Rallying ConservativesLOL. NY Times says we conservatives are being rallied.
I could think of a better word than that.
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Your fierce, loud “No!” delivered with the authority of a fully grown human. Most of the time you have a high, tinny little girl voice, and you squeak and squeal, but when you are offered something you do not want, you sound like a grande dame of British theatre declaring your opposition to it, body and soul. Usually what you are being offered is a piece of fried chicken, or a pair of socks, or a stuffed animal, or something you were asking for five minutes ago. It should be maddening. It is maddening, in the moment, but you are … Continue reading Year Two or, a List, in No Particular Order, of Things I Am Proud Of in My Daughter
Tommy, I found your new spelunking grounds: Rick Santorum’s Facebook commenters! Not one candidate knows more about the Middle East than Rick — I can add that I think it’s this STRONG debating ability in Senator Santorum that has Media elites and Establishment RNC (all in for LESSER candidates – more conducive to holding the bottom line on big business cronies “cheap labor” via various forms of amnesty) running scared. IMAGINE the Trump Show (very lucrative for Media outlets btw) becoming one final REAL GOP Debate of the ISSUES. — you know I love Vet with my heart right Rick … Continue reading Something Even Sadder and Crazier than the Freepi
It’s time for another Glenn Frey tribute. Here’s part of a 1977 show from the Hotel California tour. It was Joe Walsh’s first tour with the Eagles and Randy Meisner’s last: Continue reading SMV: The Eagles Live In Washington D.C.
What was your first pet? Fox was mine. We never had animals when I was a kid because my mom, wisely, knew that “giving” us a pet was really giving her a pet and she didn’t want a pet. A. Continue reading Weekend Question Thread: Fuzzy Edition
I naively thought I could write a full-blown Saturday post this week. I was wrong. I’m marching in Krewe Vieux this evening and parade prep ate my week alive. I do have a short feature and a couple of jokes but this … Continue reading Saturday Odds & Sods: Life Is A Carnival
If I’m David Blatt, I go home tonight, pour myself a giant glass of vodka and cuss out the world in one of the four languages I speak. I have my wife lock away my cell phone so I don’t have to return a call and make the mistake of saying something stupid. I have her steal every remote from every TV we have so I don’t have to watch any of the talking heads blather on about the bullshit of culture, fit and every other stupid thing they want to blame my firing on. I then pass out, wake … Continue reading L’chaim, David Blatt
So I get that you are VERY against trump… Are you as vehement when on Facebook and see anti trump stuff?.…. Just wondering… One of the guys I know who has been a lifesaver when it comes to helping me keep Betsy tuned up posted this on my Facebook feed this week. It came after about the third time I posted a “Snopes” link on his, debunking some meme his cousin Cletus or somebody sent him about something. This time, it was the Trump retweet of the “black on black” crime graphic, which had some journalists trying to verify … Continue reading Don’t Hate The Donald, Hate the Lame
Like most cats, Oscar sleeps 16-20 hours a day. Sometimes he’s alert. This is one of those times. Continue reading Friday Catblogging: Alert Oscar
I was looking at my old Krewe du Vieux pictures and this image from the 2008 parade caught my eye. It’s still true today, y’all. Continue reading Image Of The Day: Signage Edition
From Album 6 Still there, but fainter…like a star that’s long dead but so far away we haven’t seen it go out yet…David Brooks issues yet another plea for a GOP candidate who’s not a total embarrassment, somehow oblivious to the fact that total embarrassment is the core and essence of today’s GOP (Palin endorsing Trump a particularly painful example). Ha — Brooks’ could have called his sad little op-ed “Where Have You Gone, Jeb (Jeb!) DiMaggio, The Allegedly Sane Wing Of The Party Turns Its Lonely Eyes To You” (emphasis on “allegedly sane”). Well…you reap what you sow. It’s … Continue reading David Brooks’ Cri Du Bore
This obscure tome has one of the best tag lines ever: Dames, Death and a Spanish Duchess. Who could ask for anything more? Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: Case Of The Cancelled Redhead
It’s time for me to walk the Fog of History beat again. There’s some weird shit happening on Twitter during this election cycle. There’s someone using the handle @USJeffersonianA. He/she/it is a big Bernie Sanders fan. I’m not but that’s fine. But they’ve posted some twisted shit. First, they’ve done the whole picture mashup thing with Sanders’ mug combined with Thomas Jefferson. Second, they seem to think that the small guvmint loving, slave owning, aristocratic 3rd President would be a “Democratic Socialist” today. TJ wasn’t even willing to free his own slaves let alone those of others. Don’t get me … Continue reading A Loyalty Oath? Really?