I don’t for a second actually think Trump was in any way scared of Biden: How long before Trump starts bragging that his Ukraine plot successfully "took out" Joe Biden? I don't know if he can hold out much longer. It's got to be eating him alive to watch Biden dropping in the polls without being able to say it was his YUGE hands that made it happen. — digby (@digby56) February 8, 2020 The point in all this isn’t to elect Biden, or re-elect Trump, or elect Trump or Hillary in the first place. What Putin wants is a … Continue reading Chaos-Causing Shitlords
I saw this three weeks ago and I’m still giggling so now you have to see it too: a roast of the 50 state flags pic.twitter.com/syhV8G0Wgh — Matt Buechele (@mattbooshell) January 21, 2020 “Caved to the tiny pirate lobby” is a phrase I’m desperately trying to work into my daily life, with so far no success. A. Continue reading Not Everything Sucks
My latest column for the Bayou Brief is one of a personal nature. I write about the time that one of my favorite people at LSU, Coach Jay McCreary, introduced me to Pistol Pete Maravich. It happened many years ago … Continue reading Bayou Brief: Painted From Memory
I’ve had a lot of fun at Willard Mittbot Romney’s expense over the years. I’ve made jokes about his stiff robotic manner, and opportunism on the issues. I take none of that back BUT I’m impressed with his vote to … Continue reading Willard, I Hardly Knew Ye
It’s tortie time with Dr. A’s late cat, Window. She was a feisty creature but she allowed me to use her as a chapeau. Window liked to help her human practice seminars when she was a grad student in the … Continue reading Friday Throwback Catblogging: Projector Cat
I didn’t watch Trump’s speech last night. I can’t take such an extended dose of the Impeached Insult Comedian without tossing my cookies or retching up my rice. Besides, the SOTU never lives up to the pre-game hype even when delivered by a President who knows how to deliver a written speech such as Reagan or Obama. Slate’s Jim Newell watched the SOTU so I didn’t have to. Merci, mon ami. The title was just as good as the piece: The State Of The Union Was A Visibly Degenerate Variety Show. Here’s one of Jim’s money quotes: The speech is … Continue reading SOTU: Freak Show
Some people love complexity. They think that technology can solve all problems and that an untested app can be used in the electoral process. I am neither a technophobe nor a Luddite but there are some things that should be … Continue reading Score One For The Luddites
Carnival is revving into high gear so my thoughts turned to this 1980 album by Henry Roeland Byrd aka Roy aka Professor Longhair aka Fess. Here’s the whole damn album in the YouTube playlist format: Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: Crawfish Fiesta
That’s not a lot of time if you’re rich but it’s an eternity if you’re not: When you can’t jail people on misdemeanors, “right there, the misdemeanor population of the jail is reduced substantially,” Coffin said. The same goes for all but only the worst of felonies, too. Instead of going to jail following arrest, people charged with those crimes are now being given tickets and never go into police custody. But that might not mean what you’d expect: there are not 100 accused criminals walking around who would have previously been jailed until trial. Here’s why: Under the old … Continue reading Three Days
It’s been hard for me to write about the primaries because I just want to hurry up and get to cheering on whoever, up to and including Joey the Shark, but last night’s lack of results and the attendant carping bring up my favorite favorite thing to remind people of which is IT’S NOT ABOUT YOU OR EVEN REALLY YOUR CANDIDATE: In my stupidest dreams, Biden is performing a rope-a-dope on everyone. He’s playing the role of Sensible Moderate and openly daydreaming about having a Republican running mate, all so that well-to-do suburbanites and elderly racists fall for him. Then, he … Continue reading IOWAAAAAAAAAAA
Ok, people – going to be MIA for at least a couple of weeks. Pre-op meeting this morning, and my back surgery is the 13th. It should go well – my neurosurgeon is probably the best in the DFW area, and we have some good ones here. I was able to sit in front of the computer long enough to look at this, though (in a thread about JZ and Beyonce sitting during the national anthem) : To: chris37 Wonder what they thought when Jennifer Lopez whipped out a flag for her dance routine. 9 posted on 2/2/2020, 8:35:56 … Continue reading Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with the Freeperati – short and sweet edition
God, I hate this framing and it’s everywhere: Technology changed everything, of course. Magazines disappeared; editorial contracts shrunk; streaming meant that writing for film or television was no longer likely to make you rich. Writing books was just going to make you poor. Fashion, once the purview of art, became the property of Instagram. All of these profound reversals crashed up against the hard metrics of the city’s soaring housing market. I can’t speak to Instagram fashion or streaming markets but here’s what happened in the world of words: everybody assumed the good times would last forever, despite the example … Continue reading It Wasn’t ‘Technology’
I’ve been preoccupied with two things this week: Krewe du Vieux and the removal trial. I’ve been living the former and following the latter. KdV has obviously been more satisfying. As expected, the evil fucker is going to get away with it; for now. We’ll make him pay in November. Fuck him and the entire Republican party.
I selected Talk To The Lawyer as this week’s theme song because I’ve spent so much time watching lawyers on the teevee. Great lawyers like Adam Schiff and the sleazy lawyers of Team Trump. My personal bete noir is that awful dweeby pasty-faced motherfucker Philbin whose first name I refuse to learn. Every law school class has 3 or 4 Philbins. The Philbins of the world are usually kept out of court because they’re so boring. Additionally, your basic Philbin looks like they just stepped out of a coffin.
Talk To The Lawyer was written by David Lindley for his 1982 album, Win This Record. We have two versions for your listening pleasure; one studio and the other live.
Before we jump to the break, we should consult with opposing counsel:
Yeah, I know Jackson said the song isn’t about lawyers. What the hell does he know? He’s only the songwriter.
Let’s assume some liability and jump to the break. Last one on the other side is an officious intermeddler.
