seriously. all of you “player haters” or whatever the fuck you kids call yourselves these days can kindly fellate my resplendent todger. “Barely Breathing” was a GREAT pop song, and he fucking OWNED the Peach Pit After Dark on BH: 90210. it’s unfortunate he’ll be known best for that; his debut was ripe with gems that are unfortunately long forgotten, and the dude was not afraid to deviate from what made him popular in the first place (i.e. his 2001 experimental homage to Nick Drake, Phantom Moon).
plus, he was phenomenal on The Practice.
cheers, Duncan. wherever you may be.
Peabs! You, sir, are good people. Cheers back. I’m glad others appreciate Crooner Von Borington’s deviation from all things Barely Breathtaking. Me? I keep trying to get him to cover MGMT.
I’m still getting strange voicemails. What in the world is a “silky laker”? Is it possible Jamaal “Smooth as Silk” Wilkes is trying to elicit my support for his hall of fame bid? I’ll sign your petition, dude. Just tell your creepy daughter to quit calling me.
“War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives. A racket is best described, I believe, as something that is not what it seems to the majority of the people. Only a small ‘inside’ group knows what it is about. It is conducted for the benefit of the very few, at the expense of the very many. Out of war a few people make huge fortunes.”—
Major General Smedley Butler, USMC, the most decorated Marine in US history (awarded two Medals of Honor), from his War Is a Racket.
I just watched Jon Stewart (whom I couldn’t have more respect for) glad-handstrokefellate interview former Joint Chiefs Chairman, General Richard Myers, on last night’s Daily Show. It was essentially the exact opposite of his Jim Cramer interview from last week. But my beef’s not really with Stewart. He can’t man-handle everyone—no one would agree to come on the show in that case—and even the most vociferous high profile critics of US foreign policy rein themselves in around soldiers, reserving the lion’s share of their ire for politicians. As it should be.
My beef’s with the sycophantic Myers. Where’s our generation’s Smedley Butler? The man was proven a bonafide badass a thousand times over, and he willingly tarnished his reputation as such to stand up and speak up about what he’d learned over three decades of service. In a 1935 issue of the socialist magazine Common Sense, he’s quoted as follows:
"I spent 33 years and four months in active military service and during that period I spent most of my time as a high class muscle man for Big Business, for Wall Street and the bankers. In short, I was a racketeer, a gangster for capitalism. I helped make Mexico and especially Tampico safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in. I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefit of Wall Street. I helped purify Nicaragua for the International Banking House of Brown Brothers in 1902-1912. I brought light to the Dominican Republic for the American sugar interests in 1916. I helped make Honduras right for the American fruit companies in 1903. In China in 1927 I helped see to it that Standard Oil went on its way unmolested. Looking back on it, I might have given Al Capone a few hints. The best he could do was to operate his racket in three districts. I operated on three continents."
General Myers is retired. He doesn’t report to a president anymore. I’d love nothing more that to see him, or any retired general officer, muster some Smedley Butler-sized balls and speak some truth not just to power but to us all. No, I’m not holding my breath.
“Maybe dullness is associated with psychic pain, because something that’s dull or opaque fails to provide enough stimulation to distract people from some other, deeper type of pain that is always there, if only in an ambient low-level way, and which most of us spend nearly all our time and energy trying to distract ourselves from.”—David Foster Wallace, from THE PALE KING, via the New Yorker
Last night I got tagged as guy who can never turn down an invitation to be social. A few days ago, the tagger asked why I’ve “never been the first one to stand up and say good night to everyone and leave”. I think this is why.
Lazer’s really sold me on Joe Frank. The man has an unmatched knack for finding the profound within the weird and the funny within the somber. I’d be terrified to inhabit his mind for even a moment, but he’s perfect for listening to in the woods. (via lazerfuque)
“A two-state solution is no longer feasible. It was the best hope for peace, but Netanyahu and Ariel Sharon killed it, with some help from Hamas, Islamic Jihad, etc. There will not be a positive outcome in the Mideast. We are in for a fifty-years war, which Israel is very likely to lose in the long run, and during the course of which there will be enormous violence and terrorism, including, probably, further attacks on the United States for its knee-jerk support of Israeli expansionism and aggressive total wars on Arab civilian populations.”—Economy got you down? Juan Cole has some more good news.