Month: October 2021
Of Bathrooms & Moral Panics

“Horace, fetch me the Fainting Couch, this instant!”
One of the many things that kind of drives me batty about our current society is how we really are good at misplacing our priorities. For an example, look no further than last weekend’s women’s room confrontation between Arizona Senator Krysten Sinema and a progressive activist group Living United for Change in Arizona (LUCHA) over the Reconciliation Bill, aka Joe Biden’s Agenda.
I’ll start by saying filming someone in a bathroom is not something I think is a good idea for various reasons, not the least of which is the collateral damage of someone who might just be in there to answer nature’s call and are not expecting to be a bystander in the current reconciliation bill fight. Maybe wait outside for her. And to be truly fair, Sinema could have said “please give me a minute, I can come out and answer a few of your questions.”
That said, the pearl-clutching that ensued was both frustrating and entirely predictable. It was reminiscent of the June 2018 Sarah Huckabee Sanders incident, where the Red Hen restaurant owner asked her to leave, based on her, well, let’s see…oh yes, blatant lying and supporting the tyrannical nut job we had for a president. Trump had pulled out of the Iran nuclear deal the previous month and the controversy over the appalling child separation at the border was in full bloom, but Sarah the Liar not being able to get past the cheese course before getting the heave-ho was the deep deep focus of the DC punditry. “Civility!” cried the columnists before collapsing on the Fainting Couch.
“Civility!” is the battle cry now, as it was then, and before. But civility often doesn’t get the job done and is used by more powerful interests to shut people down. Just look at ACT UP, the LGBTQ rights group that used some loud tactics to get people to give half a damn about AIDS during the 80s. ACT UP members were frustrated that their loved ones were dying and how it was being ignored by people in power. They weren’t being heard. Did they get results? Just ask a certain famous doctor.
See, these tactics that have the pearl clutchers rolling around on the Fainting Couch likely wouldn’t happen if the targets would do the thing that requires the least amount of effort: listening. Sinema has been rather fastidious at not listening to her constituents. She’s quite good at it. An activist posted on Twitter that following her into a bathroom was an act of desperation:

Monsters Inside: The 24 Faces Of Billy Milligan
Netflix’s original programming is a mixed bag. What they do best is true crime. Netflix’s latest true crime docuseries is one of the weirdest and most disturbing yet, Monsters Inside: The 24 Faces Of Billy Milligan. It tells the twisted … Continue reading Monsters Inside: The 24 Faces Of Billy Milligan
Pulp Fiction Thursday: Mansion Of Evil
I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t want to live in a Mansion Of Evil. Dead bodies and men with thin mustaches give me the creeps. Continue reading Pulp Fiction Thursday: Mansion Of Evil
Quote Of The Day: The Sinematic Senator Meets Holy Joe
While I’m glad he’s no longer in the senate, I miss having Holy Joe Lieberman to kick around. I felt oddly nostalgic when I came across the QOTD. It comes from the latest column by the NYT’s Michelle Goldberg: In … Continue reading Quote Of The Day: The Sinematic Senator Meets Holy Joe
The War on Reality
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m an active, longtime member in a politics forum that draws a mixture of liberals and conservatives. The community has moved with its parent forum to different hosts, and then spun off as a stand-alone forum after TFG was elected. It was a lively place which died because of staff indifference to updating the software, a glitch that meant no one could sign up for 4 years, and the wholesale retreat of every right winger over the summer of 2020 as the signs of TFG’s impending loss because visible. The community has migrated back to a … Continue reading The War on Reality
Album Cover Art Wednesday: Gallery
I’m on the record as a Vincent Price fan. I posted a top ten list of his movies last fall. One of Price’s greatest attributes as an actor was his beautiful speaking voice. He put that voice to good use … Continue reading Album Cover Art Wednesday: Gallery
Kangaroo Tales
When Donald met Boris. Continue reading Kangaroo Tales
A Nose For Gold? Oy, Just Oy
The WaPo editorial board typically stays out of state legislative races even in their local readership area. They made an exception in a Virginia House of Delegates race. The answer is as plain as the nose on the flyer’s face. … Continue reading A Nose For Gold? Oy, Just Oy
Bye Bye Facebook

Facebook and all its assorted other social media extensions went dark for several hours on Monday. Just as I was starting to write this post. I don’t wanna claim I have supernatural powers, but well, if the algorithm fits…
An editorial in the no longer failing New York Times speaks directly to something I’ve been thinking is happening for several months now:
Facebook is dying.
Rather than being the all powerful behemoth the MSM would have you believe, Facebook is so worried about losing market share they are trying to leverage children’s playdates into a way to grow “the kids market”. Instagram, or Insta to those in the know, always a veritable cesspool of teen female body image issues, basically stuck fingers in their collective ears and hummed “La dee dah la dee dah” when a report that they themselves asked for came back saying “yeah, not such a great place for girls to get a good self image going”.
Straws are being clutched at. Paper ones no doubt, no plastic for us thank you.
In the Times editorial, Kevin Roose writes
What I’m talking about is a kind of slow, steady decline that anyone who has ever seen a dying company up close can recognize. It’s a cloud of existential dread that hangs over an organization whose best days are behind it, influencing every managerial priority and product decision and leading to increasingly desperate attempts to find a way out. This kind of decline is not necessarily visible from the outside, but insiders see a hundred small, disquieting signs of it every day — user-hostile growth hacks, frenetic pivots, executive paranoia, the gradual attrition of talented colleagues.
I know a company that’s beyond it’s sell by date. I used to pick over the skeletal remains of those companies for a living. Many were very successful for a time. There was even a precursor social media company that I outfitted with office furniture selected by the guy who eventually took on the title of CEO, then floundered and eventually died, its assets sold off, its office furniture returned from whence it came. I saw many companies flying up the tech ladder and so many of the very same companies come a tumblin’ down.
In addition I’ve worked many times with Facebook, moving their people from place to place and making their parties go smoothly. It’s in those unguarded moments when you can see the real story of any company. It’s the way people look at one another. In a growing company it’s an “all for one, one for all” attitude. In a plateaued company it’s “aren’t we just so f-ing great”, and in a company with problems it’s “what can this guy do for me?”. The last job at Facebook that final attitude was everywhere.
The Many Saints Of Newark

We begin with Sunday dinner at the Sopranos. The baby is Christopher who is a bit afraid of his Uncle Tony. Does he know something that nobody else does? Beats the hell outta me. I’d be more afraid of Livia yelling in my ear if I was Baby Chris.
As our readers know, I’m a hardcore Sopranos fan. I even watched season 1 for the umpteenth time to prepare for the movie. I am not, however, the kind of Sopranos fan that spends their spare time speculating about the series finale: I think it’s brilliant and don’t care if the Anthonys were killed. I do, however, have a soft spot for Carmella and Meadow. You gotta pity a kid with a name so awful that Dr. Melfi thought it was Fielder.
Another fan spec favorite is: who killed Dickie Moltisanti or ordered the hit? An answer to *that* plot line is supplied in The Many Saints Of Newark. More on that anon.
Since internet people are obsessed with spoilers, we’ll let The Rolling Stones play us to the break.
Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with the Freeperati – “Endless Freepathon Pasta” edition
The good news?
The third quarter Freepathon is over!
The bad news? The fourth quarter Freepathon started 6 days later.
[FReepathon LXXXIV]
Posted on 9/22/2021, 7:15:47 AM by Jim Robinson
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And we’re going to need FR now more than ever to combat the current crop of Marxists and progressives who have infested our government and public institutions and who are dead set on destroying the final remnants of our cherished constitution and our precious God-given liberty!!
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40 posted on 9/22/2021, 10:08:10 PM by Jim Robinson (Resistance to tyranny is obedience to God.)
Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with Random Ruminations – “That’s a sweet burnstein” edition
From a long time ago – I was going through My Documents and found this ode to a long-forgotten Free Republic poster Kevin Krepko, done to the tune of “Officer Krupke” from West Side Story (back when Republicans HATED Russians). ********************************** Deeeeeear Kindly Kevin Krepko Give me a fuckin break; Right-wingers are a nuisance; And always on the take; They’re screaming “communism” But don’t know what it means; Leapin lizards, you got crummy genes! (CHORUS) (You got genes, you got genes, you got crummy genes, You’re a dummy from your crummy genes!) Deeeeeear Kindly Komrade Krepko; I’ll tell you … Continue reading Today on Tommy T’s Obsession with Random Ruminations – “That’s a sweet burnstein” edition
SMV: Talking Sopranos with Steven Van Zandt
Woke up this morning… Continue reading SMV: Talking Sopranos with Steven Van Zandt
Saturday Odds & Sods: Thru and Thru

It’s fall in most places, but summer is tenacious in New Orleans. We had our annual autumnal tease last weekend. It was a good thing because Dr. A and I masked up and went to an outdoor wedding last Saturday. It was an interesting mixture of cultures: the groom was Egyptian-American, the bride from Monroe in North Louisiana. As a guest the important thing was that the food was good and there was an open bar.
I haven’t mentioned my head injury since the destapling. It’s healing so well that I barely have a scar. Oh well, what the hell.
This week’s theme song was written by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards for the Rolling Stones’ 1994 album Voodoo Lounge. It’s pure Keith; one of his best songs. David Chase certainly thinks so: it was featured in the season-2 finale of The Sopranos.
We have 3 versions of Thru and Thru for your listening pleasure: the studio original, the Stones live, and The Sopranos edit.
Sopranos aficionados will recall that that was the hallucinatory episode in which Big Pussy not only met his maker, but appeared to Tony as a talking fish.
Speaking of fishy songs:
Now that we’re through with fish, let’s jump to the break.
It Wouldn’t Have Made Any Difference
Cheers to Todd Rundgren. Continue reading It Wouldn’t Have Made Any Difference
Where’s The BIF?
Adrastos has no beef with either the BIF or the RIF. Continue reading Where’s The BIF?
Guest Post: Trump’s Lawyer Wrote, Shared Coup Plan – See Page 37
Jamie O is back with some media criticism. It’s a dirty job but someone has to do it. -Adrastos Trump’s Lawyer Wrote, Shared Coup Plan – See Page 37 by Jamie O I hold a degree in journalism/communications. It’s served … Continue reading Guest Post: Trump’s Lawyer Wrote, Shared Coup Plan – See Page 37
Well That’s Very Different…Never Mind

There are three things you need to know before you head into this story:
- Next Door is as localized message board for neighbors to post notices about lost dogs or to inquire about what that noise was last night or to randomly spout off about politics. On that last point I’ve been known to call it QAnon for the slightly less crazy.
- Pacaso is a company that puts together groups of people to purchase properties as second homes and use them as “vacation” get away locations.
- Picazo Cafe is a beloved Sonoma restaurant famous for their burgers and nachos.
Pacaso, the real estate scheme, has been very controversial around these parts. While I and my neighbors all live here, we do understand that our little part of the world is a tempting vacation location, what with all our scenic beauty, pleasant weather, and oh yeah all those wineries with open doors and enticing aromas of fermented grapes.
Full disclosure, my day job as a tour guide is dependent on getting people to come and vacation here.
While we love our area for all the reasons stated above we also love it for our neighbors; for the connections we have made with the people who live next door or down the street or across town. They are our friends. And we welcome newcomers to the town. We want the just arrived to be as invested in our community as old timers are.
Which brings us to why Pacaso is so controversial.
When they put together 6-10 people who don’t know each other to purchase a single property as a second home to share on a rotating basis it not only takes that home off the market for potential sale to someone who actually wants to live here full time, it takes away a family completely invested in our community. This consortium of strangers won’t make connections in town, they won’t contribute to keeping our small businesses going, they will care more about short term value rather than long term growth. And most importantly, they will not vote here.
In addition Pacaso brokering a house raises the costs of buying property here. Everyone loves to have the value of their home go up, but around here most believe it shouldn’t come at the cost of not knowing who your next door neighbor is. Pacaso doesn’t look for one or two bedroom homes. They look for four or five bedroom homes, a bedroom for each of the members of the consortium. The kind of homes families move into. The kind of homes where kids play in the yard and go to the local school and declare to their parents “why do we live in the most BOOOORING place on earth?” only to come back after a few years away and say “wow, this is really a special place”. In other words, the kind of homes where the owners are fully invested in their community.
Years ago when AirBnB and Vrbo came into being, the people of Sonoma voted to limit the number of homes that could be used as “short term rental” housing for precisely the same reasons as why so many of us are against Pacaso. We want neighbors, not transient vacationers. Pacaso would effectively get around the short term rental restrictions by having “owners” who might use the property for themselves, or might allow a friend to use their allotted time for a small fee. All of which is why neighborhoods around town are dotted with handmade signs voicing opposition to Pacaso. Truly a grassroots movement.
And one other thing. Those Pacaso owners and their “friends” wouldn’t pay hotel taxes, the ten to twenty percent tax that gets included in your bill at the end of the stay and that goes no where else but straight into the county’s coffers. That tax is another reason we like tourists who stay in hotels — they keep our tax bills down. No hotel tax increase has ever been voted down in Sonoma, hardly surprising since the people who pay the tax can’t vote here.
OK, so now you have all the background. Let’s get to the funny part…
