New Orleans is experiencing monuments fatigue according to four leading contenders to replace Mayor Mitch Landrieu. Tyler Bridges of the Advocate quotes several of the front-runners in a front pager from Monday’s dead tree edition: The monuments are serving as a huge distraction to this entire campaign,” said Desiree Charbonnet, a former Municipal Court judge who has won attention by collecting the biggest campaign war chest. “We have way bigger fish to fry,” added Charbonnet, who is African-American. “They’re down. They’re probably going to stay down. The next move is to discuss what everyone can agree on to replace them.” … Continue reading NOLA Mayor’s Race: The Forgotten Cause
I have a dream: of a time when political news slows to a crawl in the dog days of summer. Instead, the Kaiser of Chaos (I’m testing a new Trump nickname) lops off another head on a Friday afternoon and … Continue reading The Fly On The White House Wall
Might as well jump right in :
July 28, 2017 | Pinkbell
Posted on 7/28/2017, 12:40:04 AM by Pinkbell
Sorry if there is a thread; I didn’t see it.
McCain, Collins, and Murkowski voted No.
Republicans spent 7 years promising this, and they couldn’t get it done.
The Republicans don’t like Trump all that much, but he is willing to fulfill their promise that they made. Meanwhile, McCain, the GOP hero, helped kill their promise.
McCain literally has a defect in his brain.
To: LeoWindhorse.I hope McCain croaks tomorrow.
To: princess leahHe is an ungrateful and unrepentant traitor . I hope that President Trump states that he will never say his name again . Never , not even in memorium . I hope Trump decides to shun any further mention of him altogether .
John McCain is an piece of Crap
Posted on 7/28/2017, 12:40:41 AM by JPJones
Sorry for the vanity.
Whet has a fantastic history lesson for all those MAH GRANDPAPPY JUST TOOK A CHICKEN TO THE DOCTOR TO PAY bleaters out there. Most likely Gramps didn’t go to the doctor at all, even if there was a spare chicken around. A. Continue reading How We Got Here
Been saying for a while that Trump isn’t complicated. He’s hit on a line — white resentment — that sells, and he’ll keep selling it until it doesn’t work anymore: The condemnations began soon after Trump’s speech to law enforcement officers in Brentwood, New York, Friday, aimed at bolstering local police efforts to combat a spike in violence attributed to the Marasalvatrucha, or MS-13, gang. “When you see these towns and when you see these thugs being thrown into the back of a paddy wagon, you just see them thrown in, rough, I said, ‘Please don’t be too nice,’” the … Continue reading What They Live On
Here’s a recent set from the Sellersville Theater in Sellersville, PA. Apparently, it’s a Sellersville market… Continue reading Sunday Morning Video: The Jayhawks Live In 2017
It was a helluva week with one of the most eventful Thursdays in recent memory. We all thought the “skinny repeal” atrocity would pass. While I’m glad that John McCain voted NO, the real stars of the vote were Susan Collins and Lisa Murkowski. Team Trump has done many stupid things since coming to power but threatening Murkowski takes the cake. This is one tough woman. In 2010, she lost the Republican primary to a teabagger, ran as an independent, and won. Threatening her with an open political grave was futile, she’d already been declared politically dead and came back with a vengeance. Besides, the Murkowskis are a dynasty in Alaska with a collective 36 years in the Senate between Lisa and her father Frank. Take that Ryan Zinke. Z is for zero, zed, and Zinke.
On the local front, the big news was the surprising resignation of Jefferson Parish Sheriff Newell Normand. Normand is one of the most popular elected officials in the Gret Stet of Louisiana and a genuine maverick. I’ve both praised and blasted him over the years. You may recall that he was the guy David Vitter hired a gumshoe to spy on. Normand played an important role in defeating Vitter’s goober bid in 2015. On the down side, he was named malaka of the week for one of many bombastic press conferences he gave as Sheriff. He’s becoming the afternoon man at WWL talk radio. I suspect that the station’s money was what did the talking.
The reasons for selecting an Aimee Mann tune as the Saturday post theme song for a second time will be made clear after the break. Suffice it to say that it’s a great tune with a message that fits the post quite neatly. We like things tidy here at First Draft even if my house is a cluttered mess. Neither Oscar nor Della will lift a paw to help clean. So it goes.
We begin with the 1993 promo video followed by a live version on the Beeb.
I’ve always loved the “dot, dot, dot” harmonies. I originally thought they were singing “bop, bop, bop” but I should’ve known…better. Ponder that as we go to the break.
The media firestorm over Donald Trump’s address to the National Boy Scout Jamboree had me digging deep into the back of both my mind and my storage closet this week. In 1989, I was one of 32,717 scouts who poured into Ft. A.P. Hill, Virginia for a week of camping and camaraderie. I was the only representative from my school, which meant I was stuck with another troop from Wisconsin for the duration of the event. I was one of four outsiders who didn’t come from this Evangelical school of overly sensitive kids two or three years my junior. Three … Continue reading An Eagle’s Eye View on Trump and the Jamboree
Oscar and Della Street have a new spot by our vintage 1930’s bar. Yes, Oscar has a bald spot but the hair seems to be regenerating even if he’s out of the running to be the 13th Doctor. One would … Continue reading Friday Catblogging: Cheek To Cheek
I wrote the bulk of this post *before* the Senate turned into an old fashioned insane asylum lacking only the padded walls. I looked in vain for McMurphy and Chief Broom. They were too sane for this bunch. All day long, we saw a series of Senators who claim to hate the “skinny repeal” bill say that they’re voting for it only if it doesn’t become law. This is madness. I think Little Lindsey should be fitted for a strait jacket, especially after he bought Paul Ryan’s vague assurances that there would be a conference committee. Ryan is a seasoned … Continue reading Skinny Repeal?
I’m not a fan of journalistic clichés. One that I’ve never liked is “hit the ground running.” Having said that, I find it impossible not to introduce this Anthony Scaramucci quote without saying, Mooch hit the ground talking: There are people inside the administration that think it is their job to save America from this president. OK, that is not their job. Their job is to inject this president into America…” Is Trump some kind of drug now? If so, the entire country needs rehab. Speaking of drug analogies, if Trump is cocaine, Mooch is crack. He’s a crazed distillation … Continue reading Quote Of The Day: Mooch Moments
The Insult Comedian was a busy boy yesterday. His tweetstorm “banning” transgender people from serving in the military led to a collective freak-out among supporters of LGBQT rights. Here’s the deal: it’s just twitter. A tweet does not have the force of law; as of this writing there has been no follow-through. Zero. Nada. Zip. Bupkis. Tipota. A tweet without an executive order is meaningless. The military is a mammoth bureaucracy that is based on order and discipline. It cannot change course based on a whim and a tweet. Some sort of process is required to change personnel policies. That’s … Continue reading Don’t Play Trump’s Game
First, no tears at all for JBS. While the few molecules of dignity he may or may not have once possessed are shredded by Orange Narcissus, perhaps it’s keeping him from pushing forward with a genuinely awful agenda. However, Trumps actions are a bizarro mix, part reality show tantrum and part increasingly desperate behavior of someone trying to hide something…bigly. And whatever else, it’s…embarrassing on so many levels. The lunatic base, or if you prefer, the basket of deplorables, might keep clinging to him (like they do with their guns and religion?) but these are the folks who consume — … Continue reading Real
Housewives of… POTUS…
Great googly moogly, I found this cover on the google. Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: Death At Flood Tide
Adrastos on the Insult Comedian’s bizarre speech to the Boy Scout Jamboree. Continue reading Follow Me Boys To The Trumpers Jamboree
In which Adrastos morphs an album cover art entry into a Trumpcare instant analysis post. Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: Walt Disney’s Musical Monkeyshines Meets Trumpcare Instant Analysis
Two things. The first is this thread, which will teach you more about what’s really at the heart of Trump’s support than a thousand New York anthropological examinations of Midwestern noble savages ever could: Trump’s Boy Scouts stunt got folks lamenting politics in nonpartisan spaces & “chipping away at civic culture.” https://t.co/lpVMarZ97C — reconstructed pat (@panarmstrong) July 25, 2017 The second is St. John McCain, pretending once again to be above the process he is in up to his neck, scolding his colleagues as if he could do nothing that would influence their actions: McCain bemoaned the tone of modern … Continue reading Awkward Dinner Conversations
No posts today. Just this. Call your senators. They’ll vote today on a bill that who even the fuck knows, just because. They need to hear from you. They need to hear your voice. There’s nothing I can say that’s more important than that. A. Continue reading Call. Call Even If Your Senator’s A No. Call Anyway. Thank Them. If Your Senator’s a Maybe? Call Again.
Team Trump continues to be all over the place on the issue of pardons. Mooch says one thing. Jeff Sekulow says something else. The president* says something entirely different. They *do* seem to agree that the pardon power is absolute just like the Insult Comedian likes his powers. I do not agree and neither do some people who know what they’re talking about. The self-pardon issue is a non-starter according to our old friend Larry Tribe, former GW Bush ethics lawyer Richard Painter, and former Obama ethics counsel Norman Eisen. They cite history something with which the president* is only … Continue reading Unpardonable
There have been many punny musical references since Anthony Scaramucci’s debut behind the White House podium. His name sounds like Scaramouch, so his paisan Al Giordano tweeted this Queen reference: https://twitter.com/AlGiordano/status/888472032144486400 Al wasn’t the only one with Bohemian Rhapsody on his mind. The Scaramucci appointment triggered a googling frenzy: 📈 Lookups for 'scaramouch' are up 8185% on reports thatAnthony Scaramucci is the new White House comms director https://t.co/vJen5iaFVY — Merriam-Webster (@MerriamWebster) July 21, 2017 I’m always glad to see linguistic curiosity, especially when it’s pun related. Here’s the Merriam-Webster definition of Scaramouch: capitalized : a stock character in the Italian commedia … Continue reading Scaramouch Meets Mooch The Minnie
Oops – sorry.
Should read “underground antiFREEPER edition.
In case you didn’t know, the non-stop Freepathon (less than three weeks between each quarter now) is starting to piss some of the Freeperati off a tad.
Apparently you CAN’T fool all of the people all of the time.
And yet another underground antifreeper campaign being conducted via freepmail
Posted on 7/17/2017, 11:48:56 PM by Jim Robinson
“Yet another”? How many have there BEEN, Jimbo?
Received a copy of the message pasted below that apparently is circulating via freepmail.
In response, all I can say is John is my son and my partner in FR along with Chris and Amy. None of us make a six figure salary. I designed and wrote the original version of FR back in ’96, but it was my very first internet project ever. It worked, but codewise it was a dog. And virtually impossible to maintain.
When John came in with me, he rewrote the software and made it work greater than ever before and included maintenance tools that were sorely needed. I never dreamed that a homegrown internet site could handle the traffic and the millions of posts that we do. And even including the few times when we were down hard for more than a day, over the last 21 years we have better than 99% uptime.
And later, when our growth saturated and used up all the resources of our original ISP, John designed and built our multi-server hardware system, negotiated a contract for sufficient bandwidth and installed it at the San Jose data center. I’m not a techie so the hardware and software are John’s baby.
And he and Chris are planning on running FR after me and Amy are gone. We are not about to let it die, assuming there’s still a need and willing members.
This is about 20th warning being circulated during the last 20 years that FR’s demise was imminent within the next year. Someday they may be right.
Lastly, if the guy who wrote the message below thinks he can do a better job than we do, he should go for it. And, for crying out loud, if he thinks he’s being ripped off he should stop donating immediately and possibly should start posting somewhere else.
“I don’t want to answer this question out in public, but I do want to answer it because I believe that many potential donors are in the same position. I have donated fairly regularly, but am becoming increasingly hesitant to continue on.
We see from the numbers that EXCLUDING expenses (collocation, bandwidth, legal, credit card processing fees, etc.) Jim (and I assume John shares) is pulling in a cool quarter million per year from this. Its his baby… he created it, he does what he can from home to babysit it… that’s fine… more power to him. It seems that his son John is the other principal who does the running to the data-center when things need fixing.
I don’t know how much John gets from this… but there’s enough profit there for BOTH Jim and John to make a six-figure salary. John apparently already has a full time job… he gets around to FR issues “when he can squeeze in the time”. If someone’s getting a six-figure salary to mind a system then that system ought to be sort of a high priority, not something that can be squeezed in on weekends now and then.
It is what it is… but here’s where it’s reaching the breaking point for me and I think many others:
Given the frequency of hardware failures, it’s becoming clear that it is now more likely than not that FR won’t exist a year from now. Many of us have suggested that hardware upgrades are becoming increasingly more of a priority… they’re now imperative.
There in NO discussion of this even being considered. I get it that Jim’s a stubborn guy… no one likes change, and a migration is a scary project.
But, without it, this site is going to evaporate… soon. Hardware is cheap… he could get a pair of great servers for $20K… the software is fine, no need to spend a ton of money writing some fancy new system. Just replace the hardware with something modern. Get some of the many experts here to volunteer a few days to work on the migration.
A brand new setup would cost less than one month’s “salary”… but would guarantee that FR survives. If giving up one month’s pay to invest in the future of his site (and the future of his income) is too much to ask, then hold a special freepathon to raise it. I can almost guarantee this money, if it was known that it was being allocated to a legit hardware upgrade plan, would be raised in a matter of a few days.
Perhaps Jim’s plan is to simply squeeze as much money out of it until it dies, then forget about it... we don’t know… he’s not saying anything (at least publicly that I can see). If that’s the case, he should at least be honest about the plan to the people he’s asking to pay his salary. If he has a plan for the site to continue, then he would be better served telling his donors what that plan is…. that would encourage more to be on board with the plan.
I would hate to see FR die abruptly and permanently. The likelihood of that happening soon is becoming very high at this point if these outages and other hardware issues continue on their current trend. If that’s NOT the plan, then I wish Jim would communicate to his donors about it and get moving to prevent that… before its too late.”
What a screed.
And the freepmail he referred to is pretty hairy, also.
I do notice that whoever forwarded this freepmail didn’t bother to tell Jim Rob who actually sent it, though.
Accidental omission, or a dead fish in an overcoat?
Not going to post too many responses here, as the Freepers who agree with the anonymous freepmailer (and isn’t it odd that this $800,000.00 / year site can’t run a simple text search on the Freepmail module?) – well, they’re laying low.
Most responses are like this one:
To: Jim RobinsonI would be delighted if all of you made that much.I can’t imagine that any but a tiny, irrelevant minority would begrudge you a good living from FR.You don’t have to explain, or justify what you make from FR, the best Conservative web site on the internet, influential to powerful people who give you very little public credit, and followed by people all over the world.
I would give more if I could, and if my business ever starts to make money
Since the anonymous antifreeze letter and Jim Rob’s screed of need took up so much front page space, the rest is below the desperate plea to “read more”.
Great job. Really great, all of you: Mr. Jeanty, 29, came to the United States from Port-au-Prince in September 2006 with his eldest brother and stayed after his tourist visa expired. He has what is known as temporary protected status, or T.P.S., which was granted to Haitians who were visiting the United States or living here illegally when a devastating earthquake struck their homeland in 2010. T.P.S. allows him and other Haitians to live and work legally in this country, until conditions in Haiti have improved enough to return home safely. Now, the Trump administration is monitoring earthquake recovery efforts … Continue reading This is What You Voted For, Assholes
So let’s say that tomorrow Trump is indicted, impeached, frog-marched out of the White House, and his entire team including Pence and Ryan are in prison and Orrin Hatch is president. Let’s say this happens (not a quarter of it is going to happen) and we all watch it on TV. Then what? I mean it, then what? Like the next day what happens? We pop the champagne and assume it’s all over? I used to worry if Trump lost Roger Stone would foment violence. instead, Trump won & Roger Stone is fomenting violence. https://t.co/wSq3G3xfaP — Jeet Heer (@HeerJeet) July … Continue reading Your Fondest Wish Comes True. THEN WHAT?
It’s the 50th anniversary of the 1967 Detroit riot. This 2002 HBO documentary takes a look at the riot and why it didn’t happen again the next summer. The main reason was the 1968 World Champion Tigers. Continue reading SMV- A City On Fire: The Story Of The ’68 Detroit Tigers
Dr. A and I are going to the Antiques Roadshow at the Morial Convention Center today. We’re not 100% certain what we’re taking as of this writing but I’m nervous that she’ll use me as her antique. While I have some patina, I’m not sure how valuable I am. On the other hand, if puns add value I might be worth a few bucks.
A quick political note. Here’s a tweet I sent out marking the resignation of Sean Spicer, the press secretary who could lie and chew gum at the same time:
Gum Spice chewed up and spat out by Team Trump. https://t.co/ZuB8Ydk7ox
— Shecky (@Adrastosno) July 21, 2017
I chose this week’s featured image because our theme song is tres Californian. So is the artist. The late Ross Dickinson was our friend Bonny’s grandfather. The Bonster went to grad school with Dr. A. End of cronyistic shout-out. Is cronyistic a word? Since I’m Greek I should know; of course, we specialize in nepotism. Unfortunately, the current administration* is giving nepotism a bad name. I take that as an affront to my heritage.
Down On The Riverbed was written by David Hidalgo and Louis Perez for Los Lobos’ fabulous 1990 album, The Neighborhood. The original studio version features John Hiatt singing harmony with some grit but without the syrup. Hominy grits you want with your eggs, Mr. Hiatt? Dave Alvin’s version comes from the 2006 album West of the West whereon he recorded some of his favorite songs written by California tunesmiths.
Now that we’ve been down on the riverbed without drowning, it’s time to don a life jacket (I wish they were still called Mae Wests) and go to the break.
I remember exactly where I was on Oct. 3, 1995 when the jury found O.J. Simpson not guilty of the murders of his ex-wife, Nicole Brown Simpson, and her friend, Ronald Goldman. A bunch of J-majors were stuffed into the broadcast lab, which was the only place that had a TV with cable in those pre-real-Internet days of news. Back then, we all wanted to know, RIGHT NOW, what was going to happen with this guy. The verdict was stunning but, for us, not in the way you saw portrayed in retro shows where people were screaming and fighting and … Continue reading No, OJ, No…
It’s time for Della’s Dannon box profile shot: Continue reading Friday Catblogging: Yogurt Boxer
Adrastos compares the Trump and Harding administrations: “Daugherty, Smith, and Fall were choirboys compared to the thieves and blackguards surrounding the Current Occupant.” Continue reading Still Worse Than Nixon