PREVIOUS RANTS
That’s right you
tree-hugging, lettuce munching environmentalists, the 15,000 barrels of oil
sputzing into the Gulf of Mexico every day is your fault!
Former Alaska Gov.
Sarah (“Drill, Baby, Drill!”) Palin apparently knows what it takes to solve
our nation’s energy problems, and on
her Facebook page she’s
making it clear that “radical environmentalists” are the ones who are really
causing this catastrophe a mile under the sea.
“Extreme deep water drilling is not the
preferred choice to meet our country’s energy needs, but your protests and
lawsuits and lies about onshore and shallow water drilling have locked up
safer areas. It’s catching up with you. The tragic, unprecedented deep water
Gulf oil spill proves it.”
Palin insists
that those those darned hippy environmentalists are the ones influencing
public policy enough to keep oil drilling away from “safe” places like the
Alaska Natural Wildlife Reserve that would finally
break America from its dependence on foreign oil.
Yes, the blame
lies solely with the activists who are clearly causing the plumes of oil to
gush into the waters of the Gulf, and certainly not the
failure of a blowout preventer mechanism that was
allegedly shrugged off weeks before the catastrophe
by an official from the drilling company, Transocean. It could not have been
the decision not to employ or require an acoustic switch as a backup to the
blowout preventer’s breakdown. And of course, any alleged negligence on the
part of Transocean, BP and the Minerals Management Service, which is
responsible for regulating offshore drilling of this type, doesn’t even come
into play.
Really just blame it on those eco-warriors.
“Radical environmentalists: you are
damaging the planet with your efforts to lock up safer drilling areas. There’s
nothing clean and green about your misguided, nonsensical radicalism, and
Americans are on to you as we question your true motives.”
Governor, your wisdom is timeless.
"Am
I the only guy in this country who's fed up with what's happening? Where
the hell is our outrage? We should be screaming bloody murder. We've
got a gang of clueless bozos steering our ship of state right over a
cliff, we've got corporate gangsters stealing us blind, and we can't even
clean up after a hurricane much less build a hybrid car. But instead
of getting mad, everyone sits around and nods their heads when the
politicians say, "Stay the course!"
Stay the course? You've got to be kidding. This is America, not the
damned "Titanic." I'll give you a sound bite: "Throw ALL
the bums out!"
You might think I'm getting senile, that I've gone off my rocker, and
maybe I have. But someone has to speak up. I hardly recognize this
country anymore.
The most famous business leaders are not the innovators but the guys in
handcuffs. While we're fiddling in Iraq, the Middle East is burning and nobody
seems to know what to do. And the press is waving "pom-poms"
instead of asking hard questions. That's not the promise of the
"America" my parents and yours traveled across the ocean for. I've
had enough. How about you?
I'll go
a step further. You can't call yourself a patriot if you're not outraged.
This is a fight I'm ready and willing to have. The Biggest
"C" is Crisis!
Leaders are made, not born. Leadership is forged in times of crisis. It's
easy to sit there with your feet up on the desk and talk theory. Or send someone
else's kids off to war when you've never seen a battlefield yourself.
It's another thing to lead when your world comes tumbling down.
On September 11, 2001, we needed a strong leader more than any other time
in our history. We needed a steady hand to guide us out of the ashes. A
Hell of a Mess! So here's where we stand. We're immersed in a bloody
war with no plan for winning and no plan for leaving. We're running the
biggest deficit in the history of the country. We're losing the manufacturing
edge to Asia , while our once-great companies are getting slaughtered by
health care costs. Gas prices are skyrocketing, and nobody in power
has a coherent energy policy. Our schools are in trouble. Our borders are
like sieves. The middle class is being squeezed every which way. These are
times that cry out for leadership.
But when you look around, you've got to ask: "Where have all the leaders
gone?" Where are the curious, creative communicators? Where are the people
of character, courage, conviction, omnipotence, and common sense? I may
be a sucker for alliteration, but I think you get the point.
Name me a leader who has a better idea for homeland security than making
us take off our shoes in airports and throw away our shampoo? We've spent billions
of dollars building a huge new bureaucracy, and all we know how to do is
react to things that have already happened.
Name me one leader who emerged from the crisis of Hurricane Katrina.
Congress has yet to spend a single day evaluating the response to the
hurricane, or demanding accountability for the decisions that were
made in the crucial hours after the storm.
Everyone's hunkering down, fingers crossed, hoping it doesn't happen
again. Now, that's just crazy. Storms happen. Deal with it. Make a plan. Figure
out what you're going to do the next time.
Name me an industry leader who is thinking creatively about how we can
restore our competitive edge in manufacturing. Who would have believed
that there could ever be a time when "The Big Three" referred
to Japanese car companies? How did this happen, and more important, what
are we going to do about it?
Name me a government leader who can articulate a plan for paying down the
debt, or solving the energy crisis, or managing the health care problem. The
silence is deafening. But these are the crises that are eating away at
our country and milking the middle class dry.
I have news for the gang in Congress. We didn't elect you to sit on your asses
and do nothing and remain silent while our democracy is being hijacked and
our greatness is being replaced with mediocrity. What is everybody so
afraid of? That some bonehead on Fox News will call them a name? Give me a
break. Why don't you guys show some spine for a change?
Had Enough? Hey, I'm not trying to be the voice of gloom and doom
here. I'm trying to light a fire. I'm speaking out because I have hope, I
believe in America. In my lifetime I've had the privilege of living
through some of America's greatest moments. I've also experienced some of
our worst crises: the "Great Depression," "World War
II", the "Korean War," the "Kennedy Assassination,"
the "Vietnam War," the 1970s oil crisis, and the struggles of recent
years culminating with 9/11. If I've learned one thing, it's this:
"You don't get
anywhere by standing on the sidelines waiting for somebody else to take
action. Whether it's building a better car or building a better
future for our children, we all have a role to play. That's the challenge
I'm raising in this book. It's a call to "Action" for people
who, like me, believe in America. It's not too late, but it's
getting pretty close. So let's shake off the crap and go to work. Let's
tell 'em all we've had "enough."
(excerpts
from a book by Lee Iacocca, who rescued Chrysler Corporation
from its death throes)
Follow The Green
by: Casey
So,
have you ever smoked pot?
I know, I’ve already made you nervous,
haven’t I? But bear with me, there’s a point to be made here. Hopefully,
the fact that you’re frightened by a simple question would make you
curious as to why that might be, and give you the courage to continue.
Oh, and, it’s okay, your
kids/parents/superiors and/or the cops aren’t listening — in fact, you
don’t have to say a word out loud, just admit it to yourself: Did you
“take a little puff” once? Did you “inhale” back when you were in
school? Did a certain guy/girl get you to have a toke or two to enhance the
mood? Did you maybe even do it more than once or twice? Did you like it?
Would it scare you to admit it if you did?.
It’s clearly unpopular to admit to ever
smoking dope. Oh, you can take sleeping pills, and anti-depressants, and
anti-anxiety meds, and any number of truly dangerous drugs to which someone
owns a patent. And of course, you can drink a pot of coffee every day, and a
bottle of wine every night without much public scorn. You can abuse your
body with deep-fried Styrofoam dipped in artificial everything without
society batting an eye, but never, never can you smoke cannabis.
Isn’t
that strange? I mean, whether you smoke weed or not, you must find it odd
that the government tells you that you can’t. Think about it: if you plant
a seed, you could go to prison. Is that what the founders of our country
(many of whom grew cannabis) had in mind? Though many rational people see
that this is just not right, it’s the way it is, and few are willing to
risk the social stigma of doing anything about it. Very curious…
Even the individual states of the republic
can’t override the federal government on this issue. Several states have
voted to legalize marijuana, and each time, the feds have come out to say
that they will aggressively prosecute anyone they catch growing or
possessing the devil weed. Even sovereign countries are afraid to legalize
pot. Torture your populace? Allow slavery? Promote corruption and fascism?
Those things are just fine, but don’t legalize marijuana, or the US will
cut off trade…Very strange indeed.
Well, when reason fails and common sense
hits a roadblock, we turn to the almighty dollar as the lowest common
denominator in all motivations for public corruption. So, let’s follow the
money:
- Marijuana (hemp) was not only legal
before the invention of nylon fiber, but its cultivation encouraged and
in times of war required. There is much evidence that DuPont (with its
interest in completely replacing hemp rope with its patented product)
had a big hand in the legislature that led to the Marijuana Tax Act
stamps (which were required and then never issued), which resulted in
the criminalization of marijuana.
- One of the biggest current and historic
lobbyists against hemp has been the forest industry, as hemp is a more
sustainable and cost-effective alternative to wood-pulp paper. It’s
said it can be recycled far more than can wood pulp, and can be used to
produce linen-like paper of very high quality, as well as textiles.
William Randolph Hearst was heavily involved in both the paper industry
and the Marijuana Tax Act.
- The prescription pharmaceuticals, for
which marijuana is a superior alternative in many cases, are among the
most common and profitable for drug manufacturers: sleep aids, muscle
relaxants, pain killers, anti-anxiety treatments, etc. It’s no
coincidence that these legal pharmaceuticals are also the most
habit-forming of drugs. Despite their public denials, the producers of
these drugs make enormous profits on addiction, and an un-patentable and
non-addictive alternative ain’t allowed in their ‘hood.
- Federal and state taxes of alcohol
(neither a food nor a drug, according to the feds) amount to hundreds of
millions of dollars annually. Alcohol is big business, far bigger than
tobacco, and though it contributes to the death of hundreds of thousands
of people each year, very little is done to stifle our consumption. Oh,
the local governments say we shouldn’t drink and drive, but rarely
that we shouldn’t drink at all.
- NORML and other pro-hemp groups have very
little money, and therefore very little lobbying power. Thus, they have
an extremely hard time competing with the giant petroleum, chemical,
timber, drug and liquor industries which oppose them on the federal
level. Plus, there’s the whole stinky-hippie thing.
So, let’s say, for the sake of argument,
that keeping marijuana illegal is now, and has historically been, about
money. Not money for the common taxpayer, but money for a few big
corporations. That in itself is pretty anti-democratic. However, there’s
even more subterfuge here. It’s called the “War on Drugs.”
Through our military and police, we’ve
been “at war” with our own citizenry for nearly 25 years, far longer
than the Civil War lasted. The War on Drugs is costing tens of billions of
dollars a year. Wait, that staggering number deserves its own line:
TENS OF BILLIONS OF DOLLARS A YEAR!
It
has helped create criminals where before there were contributing members of
society, and it has caused more bloodshed, and cost more American lives,
than Viet Nam, Korea, and both Gulf Wars combined. To what end? What has
been accomplished? According to the government’s own accounting, very
little.
Well, perhaps it’s about control. Many say
that the first local marijuana laws were used to keep Mexican immigrants
quiet. If the “Spics” complained about unfair treatment, they could
always be arrested for pot. In the 30’s, 40’s and early 50’s, pot was
associated with “Coloreds” and their jazz music. Then came the Beatniks,
and in the late sixties and early seventies, where it was the young and
progressive who toked weed (while the old and conservative had three-martini
lunches), pot was an easy bust which could be made on the so-called
subversive elements of society. Recently, there have been many who look at
the gang wars, and the prisons full of brown skin, and say the war on drugs
is simply a tool used by the establishment to suppress all those – from
street kids to college students, and blue collar workers to doctors, lawyers
and professors – who would oppose the status quo. In the case of marijuana
laws especially, there’s nothing to contradict this. There is absolutely
no reliable medical or social evidence of a public health threat caused by
cannabis.
As to the importance of having smoked weed
in the past: Well, if everyone who has smoked pot came out and admitted it,
we might see a quick shift in the political winds. Imagine Grandmas, Judges,
Senators and Generals admitting they’d had a toke back in the day. What if
Presidents could say they’d had a little hash once or twice, and Doctors
could point out that they’d prefer their patients smoke pot than drink
hard liquor. What if Cops could admit that they’d have a lot easier job if
people were high instead of drunk. Imagine how quickly we’d see the
futility of continuing this expensive, destructive and deadly crusade.
So, let me ask you again: Have you ever
smoked pot?
No, me either…
Thoughts From The Depths
by The Old Curmudgeon
Do you have that rundown
feeling, acid
stomach, are you upset, is your liver....well, let's not get into all the gory
details. It's obvious you need "Jeremiah Peabody's polyunsaturated, quick dissolving,
fast-acting, pleasant-tasting green and purple pills."
Never before have Americans been so
inundated with drugs. I don't mean the illegal kind--the plant products, I'm
referring to the thousands of capsules, creams, lotions, nostrums, patches,
pills, potions, powders, prescriptions, solutions, sprays, and tonics that their
producers would have you believe are absolutely necessary to have even a
chance at a modestly happy life.
Since the U.S. Congress, that bastion of
corporate corruption, paid off their drug-money financiers in the 90's with laws
that allowed them to advertise on TV, and arranged for the FDA to get direct
payments from them, the evil genie has been out of the bottle.
Consumer interests have been forgotten.
There's not even a pretense any more. The senators and representatives you
elected openly cavort with the drug companies and do whatever is asked of them,
as good whores should.
That's how they approved the idea of
marketing drugs on television. That's why TV viewers are now inundated with commercials
extolling the virtues of one unpronounceable formula or another. Got a headache? Can't get a
hard on? Have problems sleeping? Too fat? Too thin? Too tired? Kids too active?
They've got the solution if you've got the money--a lot of it.
Don't worry about those "side
effects" they have to mention; headache, nausea, dry mouth, blurred
vision, palpitations, etc., but not to worry, most people won't have those
problems, they say. (By the way, how long do you think it will take the next
congress to revoke the law that says they have to mention 'side effects' in
their commercials?)
remember all the thousands of
commercials promoting Vioxx and Celebrex as the tickets to a pain-free life for
arthritics? Turns out they killed so many people, they had to take them off the
market. You don't suppose the FDA slipped up, do you?
Do you find any contradiction in your
government spending over a hundred billion dollars in a futile and useless
campaign to prevent the growth, distribution and use of Marijuana, a beneficent herb that has never caused the death of anyone, but actively encourages its
citizens to take expensive synthetic drugs and give them to their kids for every
little pain and sniffle that comes along?
The solution to all this medicine
madness is simply to stop taking pills. Stop buying the crap the money-grubbers
sell. Go back to the old remedies made from plants. Find a local herbalist who
can teach you about the plants that grow where you live and how they can keep
you healthy. Stop thinking that a pill will solve your problem. Go to
acupuncturists and chiropractors for severe case treatment. Skip the
pill-pushers, who are also on the drug company payrolls.
And if you watch TV,
never let your thumb get far from the mute button.
another
rant on drugs
We See That
Now
A heartfelt -- no -- abject -- no -- craven apology to the right from
the left for our campaign of hate, anger and malice against God's own
president.
By Tony Hendra
We confess. It's all true. Everything you
say. We trafficked in hate. We did it in anger. Just as you said, Mr.
Kristol, Mr. Krauthammer, Mr. Brooks: We poisoned the airwaves and
befouled the sheets of our nation's most august publications. We attacked
a sitting president, impugned his integrity, smeared his family, invaded
his privacy, tried desperately to drag him down to our own filthy,
rock-bottom, sewer-dwelling level.
There is no parallel between your
measured criticism of Bill Clinton and our vile attacks on George W. Bush.
Bill Clinton deserved everything thrown at him because a corrupt and evil
man who gains the White House by underhanded means should be
attacked with every weapon at the disposal of a free press. And yes, it's
true, just as your more sagacious radio hosts have maintained: Hillary
Clinton does owe her success to the practice of witchcraft. And no,
it's not true that ridiculing Chelsea at the most vulnerable stage in her
development was the media equivalent of child molestation. Chelsea Clinton
was fair game because she is the spawn of Satan. Scurrilous of us to
suggest that the tirelessly moderate and civil proponent of these and so
many other truths, Robert Bartley, now resides in the circle of hell
reserved for hate-mongers and bigots! Mr. Bartley dwells in the bosom of
his Republican creator. We see that now.
George W. Bush cannot be, as we've
screamed till we're blue in the face, the cretinous finger puppet of an
incalculably cynical and malevolent cabal and a ruthless
neo-Confederate, bent on creating a plutocratic ruling class at home and a
rapacious corporate imperium abroad. He's one or the other. We cannot have
it both ways. We see that now.
Similarly, we can hardly denigrate Rupert
Murdoch and his "gutter press" while at the same time carping
that without him the right would be a marginalized mob of obscurantist
paranoids kept on life support by retrograde trust-fund nut jobs. Mr.
Murdoch is a great populist. Lowest-common-denominator programming is an
honorable tradition in both the United States and the United Kingdom.
Taking such programming to China, where he is equally solicitous of a
proto superpower whose interests are frequently inimical to ours, does not
mean that Mr. Murdoch is giving aid and comfort to the enemy, or that
NewsCorp's money is somehow "tainted." It's despicable of us to
suggest that all those hardworking journalists -- from Bill O'Reilly to
William Kristol -- who take his supposedly dirty money are likewise
tainted! We see that now.
What demon put into our so-called minds
the idea that the ghastly tragedy of that bright morning in September 2001
might have been prevented because the Bush administration had received
warnings for a month that some sort of attack might be coming? And that
the president and his advisers had ignored that intelligence and then made
use of the tragedy to seize the draconian emergency powers they craved and
get the economy back onto a perpetual-war footing? How could we even
entertain such thoughts? What venom flowed through our hate-infarcted
hearts?
We're sorry for our endless ranting about
oil being the lifeblood of the Bush family circle, and The Carlyle Group
existing as nothing more than a gigantic corporate kickback to its members
for faithful service while in office, and the Bush team comprising the
selfsame men who supported Saddam Hussein to the hilt while he was
committing most of his genocidal atrocities and therefore making them his
guilty accomplices. These are vicious, hateful untruths. We see that now.
The First Amendment does not give us the
right to screech that young Americans are dying in Iraq so that George W.
Bush can get himself legitimately elected president. It's a bald-faced lie
that his bald-faced lies about weapons of mass destruction cost them their
lives. Our brave men and women in uniform know when they enlist that there
is always the chance they may have to pay the ultimate sacrifice. Their
motives are never -- as we so squalidly claimed in the wake of the Jessica
Lynch affair -- to get a higher education because the military is now the
sole conduit to it for the two-thirds of Americans who can't afford it.
What a despicably mercenary motive to impute to our heroes! And in any
case, why isn't the re-election of an epochal president a lofty
patriotic aim, worth the sacrifice -- as our great defense secretary has
implied -- of a few lives? Why would this aim fill us with rage and hate,
instead of quiet pride?
We were wrong to call George W. Bush's
huge tax cuts legalized looting, wrong about the replacement of a $5
trillion surplus with a $3 trillion deficit. No, that is not $8
trillion down the drain in three short years. We arrived at that
ridiculous conclusion by juggling the figures. If you're as egregiously
partisan as we, you can make figures prove anything. We see that now.
We apologize from the bottom of our
hearts for our unfounded suspicions about the plane crash that killed
Minnesota Sen. Paul Wellstone and his family. Only a wild-eyed conspiracy
nut would link it to the crash had killed Missouri Gov. Mel Carnahan.
Nostra culpa! Grief unhinged our better judgment. Hey, Democrats die in
planes around election time. That's life. We better get used to it.
What drives us to ask -- so shrilly, so
annoyingly -- why Ken Lay still isn't in prison? Are we really certain
that he deprived hundreds of thousands of people of their savings? That he
helped hatch a plot to bring down the Democrats in California by
destabilizing that state's power supply? So what if that's now happened?
Has Mr. Lay done anything that is technically wrong?
Realizing now the awesome power of
prayer, we'll stop praying every moment of every day that Tom DeLay gets
snatched up in the rapture. We realize, too, that the sign in his office
-- "This Could Be The Day" (i.e., Judgment Day) -- does not
utterly disqualify Mr. DeLay from assessing the best long-term interests
of the nation. We believe, with him, that the poor are entirely to
blame for their own poverty, and that if -- sorry, when -- our
savior returns, he will indeed own a concealed-carry permit. We know now
that Mr. DeLay is not precisely the kind of religious lunatic the Founders
had in mind when separating church and state; that he and his
co-religionists are in no way brutish, heathen, hate-driven humbugs whose
fundamentalism makes Osama bin Laden look like the archbishop of
Canterbury. We hope and pray that Mr. DeLay will guide the destiny of
America till the trump of doom. Even if it is next Tuesday.
Looking back on the decade-plus of our
boundless ill will and partisan fury, we've come to understand something
absolutely vital about that glorious year 1989, the year you won the Cold
War: The reason the Cold War had to be won was that it made the
world a two-party system. One of them had to go. It's the same in
our great nation. What's the point of having two (or even one and a half)
parties when it leads to nothing but unending conflict, frustration,
stagnation and despair? For America to bring the message to the world that
ours is the best and only way, we must have unanimity. One party
indivisible under God.
Yet ever since 1989, we've been fighting
a new Cold War -- in Congress, in the culture, in the media, in the
nation's schools and courts and bedrooms.
It's time for us to ... surrender.
We're tearing down the Berlin Wall of rage and malice we've erected
between you and us. We do this before it is too late, before you reach the
point where you will be forced -- however reluctantly -- to investigate
us, confiscate our property, search our houses, seize our personal
records, detain us sine die, suspend habeas corpus, take reprisals against
our loved ones, hold show trials, send us to re-education camps --
whatever you in your impeccable judgment deem necessary to preserve the
homeland from, well, the likes of us.
But -- a huge "but," we know --
if in your great hearts you can find the room to forgive us, if even the
meanest of positions can be found for us in the new dispensation, let us
serve you. We'll do anything you want, no matter how menial: deleting hard
drives, wiretapping journalists, delivering bags of cash to senators,
transporting assets to the Caymans, firing pregnant Mexicans, evicting the
disabled, laying bets for virtuous windbags, beating up young gay men,
escorting Muslims to the border, performing sexual favors for The Heritage
Foundation -- whatever you need we'll do it, and for free.
Some of us even have advanced skills to
put at your disposal. We could help discredit Europe's socialistic health
and welfare systems and nonprofit public utilities so The Carlyle Group
can privatize them. We could produce inspiring movies about the great
Americans who are ushering in the thousand years of prosperity that are
just around the corner. We could create upbeat news stories for the
Ministry of Truth you plan for George W. Bush's second term.
We come to you not just as sinners but as
supplicants, begging not just forgiveness but inclusion. There's a
reason God named the right the right: Because it's right. You have
a monopoly on the truth, and you always have and you always will.
We see that now. We really do.
Move Over Joe
Camel
by John F.
Borowski
Coca-Cola doesn't have Joe
Camel. They have a cool cow figure with shades, adorning their "Swerve"
drink and it will only be sold in schools: purveyors of liquid candy will
use any gimmick to invade our public schools. "Swerve",
in its 11- ounce can, contains 52% milk and is artificially flavored with
sucralose a manmade chlorinated compound. 600 times sweeter than table
sugar, this compound only had 19 studies on it by the year 2000 worrying
health advocates, considering compounds like pesticides were often made with
chlorinated compounds. Big tobacco used a camel figure to con kids; Coca
Cola will now use a cow to do the same.
Coca-Cola has now become an official sponsor of the national PTA and Coke's
vice president John Downs now has a seat on the PTA's board: giving Coca
Cola interests full voting rights! The PTA, well regarded children's health
advocate now has enlisted itself as a lobbying springboard for a corporation
with dreams of flooding schools with their products: health concerns be
damned.
This is the same Coca-Cola Corporation that is looking to display its logo
on baby bottles. The same Coca-Cola culprits have contracts with at least
6,000 of the nation's 14,000 public school districts and pays the Boy &
Girls Clubs of America $60 million a year to ensure that only coke is sold
in their 2,000 facilities nationwide. Coca-Cola has been instrumental in
lobbying against the World Health Organization's guidelines stating that it
is not healthy for humans to ingest sugar as 10% of their diets.
Parents must be overjoyed. Their kids get a cool "milk dude"
with chlorinated sweeteners with twice the sodium of Coca Cola classic. Kids
can alternate between "Swerve" and regular Coca-Cola
and corporate charlatans can laugh all the way to the bank. What is not
humorous is that we are inundating children with caffeine, Phosphoric acid
and massive amounts of sugar: the legacy will be the sickest generation of
children in modern United States History. Little is known about the health
effects of chlorinated Sucralose and it will only be marketed in schools!
Some educational purists and visionaries will echo Tracey Cooper, a Colorado
Springs school district advertising manager. When asked about having "Burger
King buses" in their school district (adorned with Burger
King's logo), Ms. Cooper replied, "In a perfect world we wouldn't
have to do this." Considering school is one of the most
monumental and crucial habit forming times in our children's lives, we
should not go begging for the crumbs off corporate board office tables.
Coca-Cola's "Swerve" cow is now trying to overtake
the infamous "Joe Camel" cartoon character, with all
the same deceit and malfeasance that the tobacco industry produced for 50
years! Coke knows that the ticket to reaching kids is repetition of message.
Should that trusted teacher figure stay mute as kids drink sugary caffeine
water and artificially chlorinated pseudo milk drinks? In the just world,
adults safeguard children, and now is time to act.
Call the National PTA on their toll-free line at 800-307-4782, ask them to
advocate for kids, not soda pop corporations. Ask them to drop Coca-Cola
bigwig John Downs off their board. Write Coca-Cola at their corporate office
in Atlanta, Georgia (PO Box 1734), 30301. Tell them to get out of our
schools. Ask them why they would provide a "milk drink"
sweetened with a chlorine product. Ask your local pediatrician to submit a
letter to your school district advising against the sale of pop and
sweetened milk substitutes. Ask that doctor to join ranks with the American
Academy of Pediatrics that recently issued a statement in favor of a ban on
the sale of soda pop to school children.
Give your kids real milk. Give them water and try soy- milk products. Make
sweets a rare treat. Give Coca-cola and Swerve the boot from our schools.
Having
just returned from a week in England where, among other things, walking more
than ten yards a day is quite normal, I was once again startled by the
crypto-human land whales waddling down the aisles of my local supermarket in
search of Nabisco Snack-Wells, Wow chips, and other fraudulent inducements to
"diet" by overindulgence in "low-fat" carbohydrate-laden
treats. And they did not look happy.
To say
that Americans are shockingly obese is hardly a novel observation, yet it is
discouraging to see so many of your fellow citizens in such a desperate and
unhealthy condition, and I'm sure it is even more discouraging to be in such a
state. Related to this is the recent disclosure that one-third of all Americans
are taking prescribed antidepressant medications, specifically the SSRIs of the
Prozac family (Selective Seratonin Re-uptake Inhibitors, including Zoloft, Paxil,
and Celexa). That's one out of every three men, women, and children! The
American media routinely regard the scandalous levels of both obesity and
emotional distress here with befuddlement and even indignation, as though it
were inexplicable and even unfair that such a friendly, generous, valiant,
humorous, and enterprising folk as we should be so mysteriously afflicted with
The Blues.
Have any
reporters noticed how we actually live here in America? With very few
exceptions, our cities are hollowed out ruins. Our towns have committed
ritualized suicide in thrall to the WalMart God. Most Americans live in suburban
habitats that are isolating, disaggregated, and neurologically punishing, and
from which every last human quality unrelated to shopping convenience and
personal hygiene has been expunged. We live in places where virtually no
activity or service can be accessed without driving a car, and the (usually
solo) journey past horrifying vistas of on-ramps and off-ramps offers no chance
of a social encounter along the way. Our suburban environments have by
definition destroyed the transition between the urban habitat and the rural
hinterlands. In other words, we can't walk out of town into the countryside
anywhere. Our "homes," as we have taken to calling mere mass-produced
vinyl boxes at the prompting of the realtors, exist in settings leached of
meaningful public space or connection to civic amenity, with all activity
focused inward to the canned entertainments piped into giant receivers -- where
the children especially sprawl in masturbatory trances, fondling joysticks and
keyboards, engorged on cheez doodles and taco chips.
We've
sunk so much of our national wealth
into a particular way of doing things that we're
psychologically compelled to defend it even
if it drives us crazy and kills us.
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Placed in
such an environment even a theoretically healthy individual would sooner or
later succumb to the kind of despair and anomie that we have labeled
"depression" in our less than honest attempt to shift the blame for
these predictable responses from our own behavioral choices and national
philosophy to some more random "disease" process. But the misery is
multiplied when these very behavioral choices -- inactivity, isolation, and
overeating sugary foods -- lead to disfiguring obesity on top of despair. And it
must be obvious that I am describing a self-reinforcing feedback loop that
generates evermore personal misery and self-destruction.
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Another way
of looking at our predicament is as the result of a high entropy economy --
entropy being provoked by huge "free" energy "inputs"
in the form of a hundred years of cheap oil, and entropy being expressed
in forms as varied as toxic waste, ruined soils, and buildings so remorselessly
ugly that the pain of living with them corrodes our souls. Depression (despair
and anomie) and obesity are as much expressions of high entropy as the
commercial highway strips, the Big Box stores, the housing subdivisions, the
hamburger chains, and all the other accessories of the wished-for drive-in
Utopia.
It doesn't
help, of course, that this entropic fiasco of self-reinforcing feedback loops,
and diminishing returns have been labeled the American Dream -- because neither
patriotism nor all the Prozac in the world will immunize us from the
consequences of our own behavior, our foolish choices, and our self-destructive
beliefs. This particular American Dream more and more looks suspiciously like a
previous investment trap -- we've sunk so much of our national wealth into a
particular way of doing things that we're psychologically compelled to defend it
even if it drives us crazy and kills us.
It was
interesting to note over in England how many people were out enjoying themselves
in the public realm, with other people. By public realm I mean in the streets,
the cafes, the pubs, the parks, the riverside promenades and other places
explicitly designed for humans to enact their hard-wired social proclivities.
Everywhere I went in Oxford, Cambridge, and London I was amazed at the hordes of
young people so obviously enjoying the company of groups of their friends, and
what a contrast this was to the current culture back home where you hardly ever
see anything but a couple, or perhaps two couples, out in a bar or restaurant,
and where the Starbucks cafes are filled with solitary individuals, and the
streets are for cars only, usually with lone occupants. It was also startling in
England to see groups of old people walking together in the streets or sitting
on a blanket in the park, because in America old people have been conditioned to
go about outside of home only in cars. Today's older Americans have spent their
entire lives in a car-obsessed culture in which walking is seen as uncomfortable
at least and at worst socially stigmatizing, something only winos do.
In Europe,
people make 33% of their trips by foot or bicycle, compared with 9.4% for
Americans. American suburbanites weigh on average 6 pounds more than their
counterparts in walkable cities. They have higher blood pressure, are more
susceptible to diabetes, and live two years fewer on average than Europeans.
Pedestrians in the US are three times more likely to be killed in traffic than
in Germany, six times more likely than in Holland. Bicyclists here are twice as
likely to be killed in traffic than Germans, three times as likely as Dutch.
Statistics
hardly tell the whole story, though. The emotional toll of the American Dream is
steep. What we see all over our nation is a situational loneliness of the most
extreme kind; and it is sometimes only recognizable in contrast to the ways that
people behave in other countries. Any culture, after all, is an immersive
environment, and I suspect that most Americans are unaware of how socially
isolated they are among the strip malls and the gated apartment complexes. Or,
to put it another way, of what an effort it takes to put themselves in the
company of other people.
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This
pervasive situational loneliness, of being stuck alone in your car, alone in
your work cubicle, alone in your apartment, alone at the supermarket, alone at
the video rental shop -- because that's how American daily life has come to be
organized -- is the injury to which the insult of living in degrading, ugly,
frightening, and monotonous surroundings is added. Is it any wonder that
Americans resort to the few things available that afford even a semblance of
contentment: eating easily obtainable and cheap junk food and popping a daily
dose of Paxil or Prozac to stave off feelings of despair that might actually be
a predictable response to settings and circumstances of our lives? (I'd add
pornography to the list also, a substitute for sex with other real people who
cannot be accessed in the condition of pervasive situational loneliness).
How
depressing.
If it's
any consolation, I repeat what I have said in this space in previous rants: that
we are headed into a social and economic maelstrom so severe, as the people on
this earth contest over the remaining oil and gas supplies, that everything
about contemporary life in America will have to be rearranged, reorganized,
reformed, and re-scaled. The infrastructure of suburbia just won't work without
utterly dependable supplies of reliably cheap oil and natural gas. No
combination of alternative fuels or energy systems will permit us to run what we
are currently running, or even close to it. The vaunted hydrogen economy is, at
this stage, a complete fantasy, and at the very least there is going to be an
interlude of severe disorder and economic discontinuity between the unwinding of
the cheap oil age and anything that might plausibly follow it.
We will be
driving a lot less than we do now and cars will generally be a diminished
presence in our lives. The automakers and the oil companies can lobby all they
like, but history has a velocity of its own, and it is taking us into uncharted
territory where the GM Yukons and Ford Excursions will be useless. When the
suburbs tank, they will go down hard and fast. The loss of hallucinated wealth
is going to shock us to our socks, and the fight over the table scraps of the
20th century is liable to entail a lot of political mischief here in the USA.
The
physical arrangements for daily living will have to be revised and re-ordered
accordingly. We're going to have to return to traditional human habitats: towns,
villages, cities, and agricultural landscapes. We will have to walk out of
necessity, or at least ride some places with other people. We may be too busy to
indulge in the blandishments of television and the other entertainment narcotics
we've become addicted to, and even the Internet may be made irrelevant in a
world of regular brownouts. We may have to grow more of our food closer to home
and do some of the physical work ourselves. As far as I know, there is no such
thing as a Cheez Doodle bush. We are going to be living a lot more locally and
thrown on our own resources.
We're
going to have to do this whether we like it or not, because circumstances will
compel us to. There may be a lot of hardship and difficulty, but in the process
we are going to get some things back that we threw away in our foolish attempt
to become a drive-in civilization. And most of these things we get back will
have to do with living on more intimate terms with other people, getting more
regular exercise, eating better food, leading more purposeful lives, and
rediscovering the public realm that is the dwelling place of our collective
spirit. Paradoxically, when that happens fewer of us will need Prozac or the
Atkins diet.
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QUOTES
ABOUT OUR PRESIDENT
1
The air currents of the world never ventilated his mind.
2
He writes the worst English that I have ever encountered. It reminds me of a
string of wet sponges; it reminds me of tattered washing on the line; it reminds
me of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through
endless nights. It is so bad that sort of grandeur creeps into it.
3
He looked as if he had been weaned on a pickle.
4
If he became convinced tomorrow that coming out for cannibalism would get him
the votes he so sorely needs, he would begin fattening a missionary on the White
House backyard come Wednesday.
5
(He) is a no-good lying bastard. He can lie out of both sides of his mouth at
the same time, and even if he caught himself telling the truth, he'd lie--just
to keep his hand in.
6
(He) looks like the guy in the science fiction movie who's the first to see
"The Creature".
key
to quotes: 1 Walter Hines on Woodrow Wilson; 2 H.L. Mencken on
Warren G. Harding; 3 Alice Roosevelt Longworth on Calvin Coolidge; 4
H.L. Mencken on Franklin D. Roosevelt; 5 Harry S. Truman on Richard Nixon;
6 David Frye on Gerald Ford
So let me get this
straight...
In the last 24 hours, Arnold Schwarzeggnegeggenegger has
called in to several right-wing talk shows and said...
- He is pro-choice.
- He recognizes domestic partnerships.
- He supports gun control measures.
- He supports the continuance of many state-funded programs.
- He supports many liberal social issues.
Neocon candidate Sen. Tom McClintock said Arnold's comments..."have managed
to blur distinctions" between those two?!?
"Schwarzenegger's appearances have gotten mostly positive, if not
particularly enthusiastic, reviews from conservatives"?!?
And the right is still cheering over this? I'm laughin' my ass off! I'm
envisioning the campaign slogans.
"Arnold, I Guess"
"Um, Well, Okay. Schwarzenegger!"
"Republican? Maybe! Arnold For Governor"
"What's On TV October 7th?"
Let's not kid ourselves over the original reasons for this recall. It had
nothing to do with "the good of our people." Uber-conservative Darrell
Issa started this whole thing because he wanted to overthrow Gray Davis while
his popularity cratered so he can make a play for becoming California's neocon
governor. The recall is happening, but his candidacy was a disaster. He's gone
into hiding - no one has heard a blink from Issa since he withdrew. And now, the
best the Republicans can hope for is the aging bodybuilder whose only political
experience is by marriage and who has more liberal ideals than 80% of the
politicians who call themselves Democrats.
Believe this: Many Repubs are mourning the failure of Issa, Simon, and
eventually McClintock. They are desperately trying to rally behind Arnold, but
their heart just isn't there. You can hear it. Hell, you can smell it.
As an attempt to overthrow an elected official without a high crime or
misdemeanor, it can be called a success. But from a conservative standpoint,
this is an unmitigated and total failure. And it's too late to close that box,
Pandora.
Let me get this the fuck
straight...
I can't get a fucking job at a
fucking department store without taking a
fucking drug test because I
might come into work too high to fix their
fucking computers and someone
might get the wrong fucking software or
something... and it's crucial
that we have a fucking drug-free workplace
ideally a fucking drug-free
Amerikkka)....
But the same fucking
government that will put kids in fucking jail for
fucking life over a few
fucking tabs of LSD or Ecstacy will stuff a pilot
full of fucking METH (the same
fucking crap that they're busting people for
cooking in practically every
trailer park in the U.S. of Fucking A. and put
him in a $30 million airplane
with tons of bombs and guns and turn him loose
over Afghanistan... and then
court-martial the poor cranked up bastard when
he's too fucking buzzed to
figure out who to bomb?
What the fuck's wrong with
this fucking country, anyway?
Joaquin Switch
Got Oil?
The Bush team's ridiculous and
wildly inflammatory anti-drug ads are still running in heavy rotation. You know
the ads I'm talking about -- the ones where innocent-looking, middle-class teens
admit their culpability for the consequences of the drug trade.
"I helped blow up
buildings," says one doe-eyed youth. So if that is legitimate logic, and
our president says that it is, I wonder if we might turn the tables on him by
starting a little ad campaign of our own to sabotage another misguided Bush
campaign: the War on Conservation.
The thought occurred to me after
the startling announcement that the administration was taking precious time off
from an actual, necessary war -- the one on terrorism -- to sue the state of
California for daring to require that carmakers put more energy-efficient models
on the road.
Turning the letter of the Federal
Clean Air act against its clear intent, Department of Justice lawyers lined up
on behalf of the administration's friends in the hydrocarbon-loving, auto-manufacturing industry and argued that as long as
California's cars are in compliance with the lax Federal standard, the state
cannot impose a tougher one.
For those keeping
score, the Bush administration is in favor of states' rights when the states
want to weaken federal safety standards of any kind, and against states' rights
when the states want stronger measures.
So how about using the same
shock-value tactics the administration uses in the drug war to confront the
public with the ultimate -- and much more linearly linked -- consequences of their energy
wastefulness? Imagine a soccer mom in a Ford Excursion (11 mpg city, 15 mpg
highway) saying, "I'm building a nuclear bomb for Saddam Hussein." Or
a mob of solo driverstoodling down the freeway at 75 mph shouting in unison,
"We're buying weapons that will kill American soldiers, marines, and
sailors! Yahoo!"
It's not just a fantasy. Last
week, talking to my friend Scott Burns, co-creator of the "Got Milk?"
campaign, I was delighted to hear that he already had two ad scripts ready to
go. The first one feels like an old Slim Fast commercial. Instead of "I
lost 50 pounds in two weeks" the ad cuts to different people in their SUVs:
"I gassed 40,000 Kurds," "I helped hijack an airplane,"
"I helped blow up a nightclub," and then in unison: "We did it
all by driving to work in our SUVs."
The second, which opens on a man
at a gas station, features a cute kid's voice-over throughout: "This is
George." Then we see a close up of a gas pump. "This is the gas George
buys for his car." Next we see a guy in a suit. "This is the oil
company executive who makes money on the gas George buys." Close up on Al-Qaeda
training film footage: "This is the terrorist organization supported by
money from the country where the oil company does business. " It's followed
by footage of 9/11: "We all know what this is." And it closes on a
wide shot of bumper to bumper traffic: "The biggest weapon of mass
destruction is parked in your driveway." Pretty effective.
Can the administration seriously
deny that oil dollars do, actually, finance a spreading slick of evil in the
world today? In Iraq, oil money has kept Saddam's repressive regime afloat even
in the midst of tough UN sanctions. According to a report just released by the
CIA, Saddam has been spending his oil money on conventional arms and weapons of
mass destruction, while starving and torturing his own people.
In Saudi Arabia, our second
largest foreign supplier of oil, the money you spend at the pump over here pays
for a feudal monarchy that gorges itself on excess while bankrolling terrorist
mischief abroad with its support of suicide bombers.
Even our close ally Kuwait, our
eleventh largest oil supplier, manifests an ambivalence toward America that, if
you accept the Bush administration's drug-war arguments about the validity of
remote effects, resulted in this month's assassination of an American Marine on
military exercises. Thank you, Exxon.
Would it be so painful for us to
slow down the intravenous drip of oil that keeps these hideously anti-American
regimes alive? There are car companies with electric and hybrid cars already on
the market. And a little pressure on our wasteful ways could unleash a new wave
of good old American inventiveness.
But instead of applying the
marketing skills it uses for its wrong-headed drug war to the eminently
worthwhile cause of saving energy, Bush, Inc. has sided with the Enrons of the
world to stifle energy-saving technology and keep America in an artificially
prolonged state of dependence.
Of course, waiting for the Bush
administration to get religion on energy conservation would be about as fruitful
as waiting for Saddam to welcome U.S. inspectors to his palaces. It ain't gonna happen.
Unless, that is, the public makes it happen. Anyone willing to pay for a
people's ad campaign to jolt our leaders into reality?
By Arianna Huffington
If you have questions or
comments, contact arianna@ariannaonline.com.
I don't know how
many toes I'm stepping on here (sorry, Joyce) but . . .
It's time to tell the truth about
golf.
GOLF SUCKS
by Norman Davis
Golf is an elitist game for people with too much time and
money.
Golf wastes more space and does more damage to the environment than any
other game in the world.
For years, Golf was played by a small circle of white-collared,
white country clubbers whose goal was to keep the game in the country club
family. (You know, the "right" kind of people.)
Golf became popular when greens fees were reasonable, waiting on
the tee was the exception rather than the rule and most players actually walked
the course.
Times have changed in a big way but golf is still very popular,
due now more to the popularity of a celebrity like Tiger Woods, who came from a
non-country club background to conquer the game before he was old enough to buy
a drink.
One may question whether Tiger's success, achieved through 15
years of constant focus on the game and loss of certain parts of a
"normal" childhood, is something all parents should strive for, but
there's no doubt that Tiger made it. He got $15 million from Buick just to carry
their logo on his golf bag. Wonder what he gets for his cap?
The cost to equip oneself for a single round of golf can be
astronomical compared to other sports and these costs create obstacles for those
who want to enjoy the game, but simply can't afford to shell out $30 or more
every time they want to play a round. Who can afford $300 green fees and
multi-million-dollar memberships. Who buys $2,000 drivers, $500 shoes and
equivalent amounts of golf caps, golf shirts, golf pants, golf underwear? Not
the guy working two jobs to pay his mortgage.
Golf contributes to the pollution of our environment in a big way. Golf courses
pour millions of gallons of pesticides and herbicides on their precious grass.
(See list of pesticides used.)
Way more than necessary. For instance, the golf courses in Arlington, Texas,
used more than 20 times the amount of pesticides per acre and used pesticides
that were more than twice as toxic than in other types of parks in Arlington.
Arlington used a total of 6,227 lbs of pesticides on four golf courses in one
year.
The manufacturers of golf equipment also contribute to the deterioration of the
environment by their manufacturing processes. Seven major golf club makers paid
$216,000 in penalties recently for failing to notify the public that
ozone-depleting chemicals are used in the manufacturing processes.
In the face of growing criticism of the adverse environmental impacts of golf
courses, the industry is promoting the notion of "pesticide-free,"
"environmentally-friendly" or "sensitive" golf courses. No
such course exists to date, and the creation and maintenance of the
"perfect green" comprising exotic grass inevitably requires intensive
use of chemicals.
Who can be exposed to pesticides used on golf courses? Anyone on
the golf course or nearby is at risk. Pesticide applicators, either professional
contractors or golf course workers, can be exposed to these poisons during
storage, mixing and application. Golfers playing shortly after pesticides have
been applied, can be exposed directly to the pesticides on the turf, as well as
to pesticide vapors and mists. People living near a golf course may be affected
by sprays and dusts blown from the golf course onto their property and into
their homes. Pesticides applied to the turf may run off into surface waters or
leach down to groundwater, which can then expose people to contaminated drinking
water. These people may live far from the place where pesticides were used.
Active Ingredient |
Potential Health Effects* |
Benfluralin |
Decreases red blood cell count and hemoglobin concentration |
Benomyl |
Causes low birth weight |
Chlorpyrifos |
Impairs nervous system function |
Dicamba |
Toxic to fetus |
Diquat |
Causes cataracts |
Disulfoton |
Impairs nervous system function;causes optic nerve degeneration |
Pendimethalin |
Toxic to liver |
Propoxur |
Impairs nervous system function |
Thiophanate-methyl |
Decreases sperm formation, causes hyperthyroidism |
Thiram |
Toxic to nervous system |
Triadimefon |
Decreases red blood cell count |
* These are some health effects identified by the EPA that can result from
sufficient oral exposure to the pesticides listed, including exposure from
drinking water. Exposure to these pesticides by inhalation or direct contact
and/or at higher concentrations could cause more severe health problems.
(Source: Oral Reference Doses, Integrated Risk Information System, U. S.
Environmental Protection Agency, 1991)
In 1982, Navy Lieutenant George Prior died two weeks after he
spent three consecutive days playing golf at the Army Navy Country Club in
Arlington, Virginia. His doctor, an expert forensic pathologist, reported that
Prior suffered a severe reaction to chlorothalonil, a pesticide used weekly on
the golf course.
DURSBAN, produced by Dow Chemical, is one of the most dangerous
pesticides on the market.
On June 8, 2000 the EPA announced a ban on virtually all uses of Dursban in
residential and commercial buildings. Virtually all retail home and garden
products containing Dursban are banned; all uses of Dursban in schools, day care
centers, nursing homes, and shopping centers, among other places, are banned.
Guess who is excepted from the ban. That's right, golf courses.
Why did GCSAA insist golf courses must use the toxic pesticide
Dursban when virtually all other uses are banned? And why is EPA allowing this?
See BanDursban.org
Oh yeah, one of the things they find when they test the soil of
greens is mercury.
Then there's all those nice gasoline-powered carts. Carts have no pollution
controls, yet nearly everybody uses them, putting millions of tons of carbon
monoxide and other toxic chemicals in the air.
Do many golfers realize they are exposed to toxic chemicals
every time they enter a golf course?
Around the world, it's the same
frightening story.
In the Phillipines, farmers were murdered when they protested a large real
estate company's plans to build a golf course over farmland.
In Japan, the popularity of golf has created 1,700 golf courses
in a country the size of California. Forests have been leveled, hilltops
flattened, valleys filled in. Over 100 million people live in this land space.
Before World War II, there only 23 golf courses in all of Japan and there were
only 72 in 1956. Now, besides the 1,700 golf courses in operation, another 330
are under construction and roughly 1,000 in various stages of planning.
(complete story here.)
The Malaysian government is paying more than $7.5 million for a
pipeline to feed water to a golf course resort on Redang Island from the
mainland area of Terengganu, where a cholera epidemic recently broke out because
of an inadequate supply of clean water
In Sri Lanka, they are shrinking elephant habitat in order to
expand a golf course that attracts American tourists willing to spend $200 a day
to play. (story)
In Jackson Hole, Wyoming a
luxury golf course under development in the Snake River Canyon, will
interfere with the most productive bald eagle breeding territory in the Greater
Yellowstone Ecosystem.
Golf courses use up billions of gallons of potable water,
desperately needed in many parts of the world for drinking and the irrigation of
food.
In Santa Fe, New Mexico, a severe drought has caused many wells
to go dry. Trees and plants are dying. Severe water restrictions allow very
limited watering of gardens and trees on public and private property. The main
reservoir for the city recently reported it's water levels were seven percent of
normal. Snowpack last winter was 30 percent of normal. Santa Feans have resorted
to saving their dish and bath water to try to keep their plants alive.
And in the midst of all this is Las Campanas golf course, a
lush, private course with stiff membership and playing fees. Because of a
previous arrangment with the city, Las Campanas until recently was pumping 1.2
million gallons of potable water per day to keep it's lovely fairways green. Due
to public pressure they agreed to surrender 400,000 gallons of their daily
allotment in return for the city providing them with an equal amount of
"gray water" every day. Of course, the city had to pay for the pipes
that send the effluent to the course. And Las Campanas continues to use 800,000
gallons a day of drinking water, in order to make sure that no member or guest
never has to hit a shot from weeds or (God forbid) sand ( except in their
carefully sculpted sand traps).
I'm not naive enough to think that reading this is going to make
all the golfers in the group toss their clubs in the garbage. But if you must
participate in this elitist sport, then these tips from Earth Share may give you
something to shoot for.
Next time you are out on the greens, think about whether
your own actions are "green."
Replace all divots.
Walk the course instead of using a golf cart.
If you do use a golf cart, keep your cart on
the designated path.
Urge your golf course to replace its carts with
electric-powered ones, which greatly reduces both air pollution and
noise pollution.
Carry your trash with you until a waste
container is available.
Recycle glass, aluminum, and plastic on the
golf course.
If your course doesn’t have its own
recycling program, urge them to start one.
Adhere to local rules that may restrict access
to environmentally sensitive areas on a golf course.
Buy recyclable products (e.g., biodegradable
golf tees).
Accept the natural limitations and variations
of turfgrass plants growing in a natural environment. (e.g., brown
patches, thinning, loss of color).
Be willing to play on brown grass during
periods of low rainfall.
Patronize courses that are environmentally
friendly.
Recognize that golf courses are managed land
areas that should complement the natural environment.
Respect environmentally sensitive areas of the
course.
Support golf course management decisions
that protect or enhance the environment and encourage the development of
environmental conservation plans.
Support maintenance practices that protect
wildlife and natural habitat.
Encourage maintenance practices that promote
the long-range health of the turf and support environmental objectives.
Such practices include aerification, reduced fertilization, limited play
on sensitive turf areas, reduced watering, etc.
And finally, wear a rubber glove when you fish your ball out of the
lake, don't walk barefoot on the grass, stay out of the way of flying
divots and don't cheat on your score---after all, it's only a
"game."
Norman Davis
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Just before he was elected in 1992,
our economy was pure-D shit. Reagan and Bush got their huge tax cuts for the super rich,
they got us in wars and they dumped us into recessions not seen since the 1930's
You kids may not believe
this - ask your parents - just 8-10 years ago, the economy was such shit, you
couldn't get a job no matter what. If you didn't have a specific skill, they'd just laugh
at you.
If you had a degree or advanced training, they'd say, "We
can't hire you, because if the economy ever comes back, you'll leave us in a
heartbeat."
It was hell, unless you
were from old money or your daddy ran the CIA.
I forget who, maybe
someone will remember, but some reporter stuck a camera in Clinton's face and said,
"If we trust you with our vote, what can you do to save our economy?"
Great Clinton
Quotes:
"I am going to focus on this economy like a laser beam. I will work
non-stop to turn this mess around and create new jobs and lower the deficit and fix
the things that are wrong." mess around and create new jobs and lower the deficit and fix
the things that are wrong." mess around and create new jobs and lower the deficit and fix
the things that are wrong."
The Republicans, in
unison, hooted like drunken hyenas and ridiculed Bill Clinton.
"The banks will fail. Clinton's plans will only
worsen the recession."
-- Armey the foul-mouthed Dick, Degree
in Economics
"Clinton's pie-in-the-sky fantasies will crash our economy."
-- Phil Gramm, pornographer, Degree
in Economics
"A guaranteed disaster, without a doubt."
-- Newt Gingrich, scumbag, thief, History
professor
But, as always, their
predictioons were dead wrong
This is what happened...
And when it did, every lying
son of a bitch Republican changed their tune.
"This is Reagan's recovery!"
-- Armey, the foul-mouthed Dick
"Reagan laid the
groundwork, but Bill Clinton is trying to claim all the credit."
-- Phil Gramm, financial backer of "The Hitcher."
"Bill Clinton did not
contribute anything to this recovery."
-- Newt the scumbag
"Name one
thing that Clinton did to help the economy."
-- The vulgar Pigboy
That's right.
After guaranteeing Clinton would ruin the country, they switched 180 degrees
and said,
"We knew all along
Reagan's genius would save us."
And the reason you
younger kids are reading this story for the first damn time is the American whore press
will only talk about Clinton's mistakes.
Look at the chart, one more
time:
Look at that massive
plunge we took in 1981, when Reagan was elected.
Look at the plunge!
Then look what happened in
1993, when Bill's "laser beam" got focused on fixing the Reagan Error. Bill
Clinton saved this damn country.
And how did America repay this
multi-trillion-dollar gift Clinton gave us?
We tried to fuck him. Oh, yes we did! What other man, besides Bill
Clinton, could have survived that impeachment fraud? That was a horseshit
set-up from the start.
You say Clinton has his flaws?
Yeah, he does.
We know all about Clinton's weaknesses, because we all got a good look.
We've never looked at another man so close in all of history.
Elvis, JFK, the Beatles and Jesus Christ combined never had so many
scurrilous, untrue, shit-for-brains lies told about them with as little proof or
provocation as Bill Clinton:
- Nine years of the
never-ending GOP hate machine and their outrageous lies.
- Drudge and the Internet,
sending the wildest, unverified rumors around the globe in seconds, and the American whore
press gleefully printing every slur that Drudge's "secret sources" send him.
Some, like the New York Whore Times, right on the front page.
- The non-stop, 24/7 cable TV
talk shows. And when they didn't have a story, they just made shit up.
- Dateline, 20/20, Dateline
again, Nightline, 20/20 Downtown, Dateline again, 60 Minutes, the Today Show, Dateline
again, Good Morning America, Fox News and on and on.
- The Sunday shows, starring
Tim Russert and his Clinton's cock obsession.
- And we can't forget talk
radio. The Pigboys, the Liddy's, the North's, the Bob Grants, hammering home the craziest
lies in history, hour after hour, weak after week, year after year.. For some reason,
sane people can't make it on radio.
That's only the
beginning. We haven't gotten to the abuse of government yet.
- The FBI, the Arkansas State
police, the snooping-on-their-boss Secret Service were reduced to watching the president
to see if he might be breaking any telephone laws, or talking to a man with slanted
eyes, or Koresh forbid, looking at or talking to a young, attractive woman.
All these bastards tattling on the president instead of doing
their goddamn jobs.
- The Justice Department,
sending more agents to comb Arkansas for trailer trash whores than they used for
the World Trade Center bombing and TWA 800 combined. They wanted Clinton's cock
more than they wanted to catch terrorists or save lives.
- Larry Klayman, Dan Burton,
Bob Barr, Tennessee Tuxedo and Henry Hyde and his merry band of cock-starved House manager
elves. And the top asshole in all of government, Hardon Kenny Starr. Remember, he
had his agents rifle thru Hillary's underwear drawers in their bedroom just to prove what
a complete asshole he could be. After all, she might've been hiding "important
evidence" in her freshly-washed panties, right?
- One abusive
distraction after another, drawing up subpoenas for literally millions of pages of
documents, then squealing "We still haven't received all the documents we've asked
for," as though Clinton had nothing on his mind but pleasing Larry Klayman.
The cock-hunters were desperately searching for something,- anything
to hang on Bill Clinton, all the while screaming to the eager-beaver press that "This raises more troubling
questions."
- There are so many dozens
more - Susan McDougal had to do hard time - for no reason other than her former husband
once did business with the man the GOP wants to destroy. Julie Hyatt Steele lost her
paid-for home because she refused to read the scripted lies written by Hardon Kenny.
The CIA dirty tricks, the Whore Court rulings against Clinton no
matter what the law said, Jerry Falwell's "Proof of 40 Murders" video
and Pat Robertson and Bob Jones raising money to prevent demon Clinton from "forcing
homosexuality on your children."
- They kept going
and kept going until they finally impeached him for doing what Newt,
Livingston and some House managers were doing on the very goddamn day they voted to
impeach. That scumbag David Shippers
brought his hooker to the impeachment trial to impress her with how big
and important he was.
- The Juanita Brodderick
fraud.
She was beaten and raped so badly her husband didn't notice? Then, when
the story started to lose its punch, she claimed he raped her twice?
Once again, the House managers, with one hand in their oversized
pockets, were spellbound by every sensational word that Juanita could
"remember."
- The original Paula Jones
fraud.
Financed by Richard Mellon Scaife and Pat Robertson, Paula became the
most important weapon in the "law and order" party's arsenal. And her
story kept changing just like Juanita's.
First she claimed Clinton exposed himself to the virgin Paula and,
being the smoothie that he is, asked her to "kiss it." In the second
version, Clinton blocked the door and exposed himself. By the time Susan
Carpenter McWhore was added to the team the story became he blocked the door,
exposed himself, then fondled himself! Yeah, that'll sell
some papers, all right. And it also gave Sean Hannity and the vulgar Pigboy Rush Limbaugh
years of tittilation and ratings. Paula told Joe Conason she tried to settle to get
out of this, but the cock-hunters wouldn't let her.
...and the
whore press couldn't get enough.
- The country begged
them to stop, the GOP even lost seats in the House during the 1998 mid-terms, but like a
drunken date-rapist, they had to reach their Clinton's-cock-orgasm before they could
regain a semblence of control, and they haven't yet.
THIS is how we treated
the best president we've ever had.
THIS is how we repaid his hundred-hour work weeks for all those years.
THIS is how we thanked the man for tripling the retirement portfolios for
tens of millions of families.
Currently, the biggest fight
in Washington is how to spend the Clinton surplus, but, of course, nobody calls it
that - no matter what the economic charts show.
Clinton worked harder than any
president we've ever known, and he got the job done. He did it better than any
president before him.
Well, we as a country are
about to get our payback. For the last eight years, we've been riding in the Mercedes
500 SEL. Now, we're either going to get the shiny Grand Am or the Escort that
knocks real loud.
We're going to miss Bill
Clinton. Someday, I'd like to shake his hand and say, "Thank you, Mr
President." I remember the night of his first Inaugural, Clinton said:
"Thank you for putting your faith in me.
I hope you're as proud of me
at the end of my term as you are tonight, just as we're about to get
started."
We are
proud of you, Mr President.
...and George Bush and the
lying GOP and the cock-hungry press can just kiss my ass!
(from a very pissed-off citizen
whose web site is bartcop.com)
**Everyday Mundane Warmongering**
Just another day in the life of a commonplace war no one fully understands
And isn't it all just so much annoying background noise now?
The war, that is. How we're still bombing and still spending millions per day and draining
the economy, still blithely massaging the feet of Rumsfeld's gnarled war-happy ideology
with the oily balms of our collective fear and dread and meek lack of willingness to
question just what the hell is really going on. We're just so used to it.
Still pumping the GOP-friendly military-industrial complex full of perky aggro attitude
and jingoistic testosterone and years if not decades of billion-dollar missile contracts,
all to keep us fully engaged and engorged in this unwinnable war until you've long
forgotten how to spell "Al-Qaeda" and Dick Cheney has had his defibrillator
plated in platinum. This much we know.
Still sending even more US troops all over the world and still terrified of losing our
slippery grip on our ever-fragile Saudi Arabian oil fields; still killing thousands of
Afghan civilians (more dead innocents there than victims of the WTC attacks, at last
count) and we're all just a little apathetic and jaded because isn't it all just so
tedious and commonplace now?
The anthrax stories have all miraculously vanished, the cases of government-approved Cipro
are gathering dust, it's apparently safe to eat donuts covered in mysterious white
powdery substances again, sales of both bioterror suits and home bunker kits are way down,
and the whole gas mask thing is *so* November 2001.
Curious, though, how this war-that's-not-really-a-war has already receded back into the
weave and weft of the culture, media joints like the venerable NY Times yanking its
stand-alone war page and Time magazine putting something other (hello, new iMac) than a
grainy photo of a hag-like bin Laden on its cover for the first time since war was sort of
declared.
All due to general lack of interest and lack of new developments and lack of cool missile
photos and visible explosions and rage-filled anti-US zealots burning US flags in the
streets of Pakistan -- not to
mention all those depressing pictures of poor people dressed in rags. Only so much of that
a patriotic nation can digest, really. Isn't someone helping those poor people? Where is
the UN? Get in there and clean up after us, would you? Sheesh.
After all, we've got a new and much more interesting Enron mega-scandal to explore now.
Isn't that a frenzied shredding sound coming from Bush's office? To heck with this
confusing dust-choked religious war -- let's talk billion-dollar slimeball corporate
turpitude with direct ties to the White House. Now that's got some juice.
So now we simply forget about the war, accept its nagging everpresence, like getting used
to a bad smell. Time to simply accept all the miserably unpredictable airport security
procedures and the new era of warrantless police searches and email scanning and the idea
that your civil liberties are to the Justice Department pretty much a running joke.
Time to be very glad you aren't one of the thousands of inexplicably detained
"aliens" or rights-annihilated prisoners or blacklisted academics on Lynne
Cheney's big List O' Evil Intellectuals Who Aren't In Complete Sycophantic Agreement with
Everything My Husband Decrees.
You know your place. Dissent or nuanced anti-military thinking about our true motives and
who's really benefitting from this war will not be tolerated. Hush now. Everything will be
fine. Enjoy your new Lincoln Navigator.
The war is just something we do now, something we're stuck with like some sort of
slow-moving colon disease, no real choice in the matter and everyone pretty much
understanding that we aren't about to reach any sort of dramatic victorious
parade-in-the-streets endpoint anytime soon
even if we do ultimately kill bin Laden sometime in the near future, which we probably
won't.
The war is now just our painful mantle, a bitter horse-pill we swallow every day without
question and without hesitation, despite how underneath the veneer of relative health
we're suffering huge karmic rashes, sociocultural impotence, political cancer.
And likely making the terrorists very happy indeed, given how quickly and efficiently
we're sabotaging our own freedoms and further corrupting our own system of justice without
their having to lift a finger.
Ah well. War is hell, as they say. Good thing we've gotten so used to it.
from Mark's Notes & Errata, S.F. Chronicle
What Are We In?
BY RONNIE DUGGER (from the Texas Observer--submitted
by Dave McQueen)
A lawyer friend of mine in Indiana, David Stutsman,
phoned me last spring at 3:30 in the morning. He hadnt been able to sleep thinking
about the theft of the presidential election, the theft of the country. During our talk in
that dead of night he asked a question that I only heard echoing around in my mind later
on: "What are we in?" What are we in? Since last December, and now since
September 11th, we are in history. But what is this? What are we in?
After the secret four-month constitutional
convention in Philadelphia in 1787, a matron of the city asked Benjamin Franklin what they
had produced.
"A Republic, if you can keep it," Franklin
said.
Well, we havent kept itweve lost
it.
George W. Bush, his lawyers led by the crafty James
Baker III, Bushs operatives in Florida led by his brother Jeb the Governor and
Secretary of State Kathryn Harris, and five members of the Supreme Court usurped from the
people the right to choose the President of the United States. When Bush was sworn in as
President by Chief Justice Rehnquist the government itself was seized in a judicial and
presidential coup detat.
Our elections are bought, and we know that. Our
government is bought, and we know that. Congress and the Presidency had already been
delegitimized across the past 20 years, for most of us, by the triumph over the common
good of uncontrolled campaign finance corruption and bribery.
Since January 20th the beneficiaries of the
courts scandalous seizure of the Presidency have organized this illegal government,
unilaterally abandoned international arms control, gutted the governments revenues,
prepared to gut Social Security, and launched a deceitful crusade for military control of
the world with weapons circling in space under the cover of "missile defense."
The truth is so astounding we go on as if it were
not true. But as an historian of the French Revolution, George Lefebvre, has written,
"We cannot run history over like an experiment in a laboratory." The truth is
the truth.
On the morning of September 11th, mass murderers
turned our loaded airliners into weapons of mass destruction and slaughtered more than
6,000 people from over 50 countries. On the ensuing Friday, Bush, in his role as
President, declared that "were at war," although Congress, the only
constitutional source for such a declaration, has not declared war. The government admits
that we have no proof (as of the date of this writing) that there was any nation behind
the attacks to declare war against, yet again, on September 25th, Bush said,
"Were at war."
Please consult whatever dictionary you may have
nearby. War is armed conflict between states or nations or their leaders or between
parties within a nation. When individuals in a private terrorist organization attack
buildings with airliners and thereby murder thousands of civilians en masse, that is not
war, that is a crime against humanity.
Although the media have not stressed the fact, the
use-of-force law that Congress passed was not a declaration of war and specifically limits
the authorization granted the President to the terms of the War Powers Act, which keeps
the President accountable to Congress for emergency use of military force.
Osama bin Laden and his Al Qaeda should be branded
as pariahs the world over and brought to justice. The legal basis for doing this, with or
without the permission of the Taliban, is the right to self-defense enshrined in the U.N.
charter. Assuming that our appeals to the Taliban to hand over bin Laden and his
terrorists continue to be rejected and if militarily and logistically it makes good sense,
a multilateral force including our special forces should penetrate or parachute into
Afghan territory and assault to capture bin Laden and the Al Qaeda network wherever they
can be found.
But the mass murder of 6,000 innocents in the United
States does not give us a warrant to mass murder 6,000 or any other number of innocents in
Afghanistan. At least a million of those 25 million people are at risk of starvation,
their average annual income is $800 a person, and they live on the average only to the age
of 41. Neither can we just declare and wage war against Iraq, or Sudan, as pundits like
William Safire and writers in The Wall Street Journal are openly advocating. The
darkest thing ethically, and the worst for American standing in the world, would be
tit-for-tat bombing of cities in Afghanistan, killing innocent civilians as ours have been
killed, or declaring war on some other Islamic dictatorship under the ruthless and
apocalyptic theory of preventive war.
The answer to mass murder is not mass murder, it is
going forward to form an international democratic government that can ensure international
justice that can be enforced by multilateral armed force if necessary.
We should demand that the United States Senate,
acting on its own initiative, quickly ratify the International Court of Justice, which
will have jurisdiction over crimes against humanity.
All sorts of concessions about the composition and
jurisdiction of this court were made in order to pacify the Helmses and Gramms of the U.S.
Senate. About 60 nations have already ratified the treaty to establish it, but the Bush
administration is opposed to ratification. This is the very court before whom the
international community should indict and try bin Laden and everybody guilty in Al
Qaeda who can be found. It would be perfectly in order, if we had such a court, to
contemplate the capture of Saddam Hussein of Iraq and a trial for crimes against humanity
committed when he used poison gas to slaughter his fellow citizens.
If an American President, or an American military
unit, commits crimes against humanity, they should also go before the court. Isolationism
and unilateralist nationalism have held sway too long in the most powerful country in the
world; it is way past time for us to accept our standing in the family of nations as an
equal.
Not only should the International Criminal Court be
ratified, it should be given jurisdiction over all truly international crime, including
that committed by transnational corporations.
What are we in? We have an illegal President,
presiding over an illegal administration, declaring an unconstitutional war, and
orchestrating, under the cover of missile defenses, American development of weapons
circling in space which would give the United States control of every nation on earth.
What has been true since the corporate takeover of
the Democratic Party in the first half of the seventies is no truer now, but now its
out here in the open for all of us to see. The issue before us is who governs, who
decides, who controlsthe people or the gigantic corporations and their political
puppets.
Felix Rohatyn, the famous investment banker in New
York City, said to Charlie Rose, on PBS, last Dec. 21 (I wrote it down at the time):
"The government should be the minority stockholder, and the private sector ought to
be the dominating factor." There is the truth of the intention, coming from Wall
Street. There is the issue: the people, or the corporations. There is the issue:
democracy.
One answer for democracy has been struck upon by the
Maverick Alliance for Democracy in San Antonio. For the past three years they have been
sponsoring multi-organizational gatherings of many progressive, populist, and community
organizations under the name Independent Allies. They meet every two weeks at
Estelas on the West Side. During a part of the program called "Noticias,"
a representative from each participating organization tells what its up to.
"Independent Allies" is not an organization, but a communications protocol and
center, and some of us are interested in extending the idea across the state and into the
country. [Meetings will be held in San Antonio November 17-18. You could learn more about
that by phoning Bob Brischetto at 830-612-3643; his email is brischetto@wireweb.net.] It
is time for us to form now, among all our organizations, the Equal Independent Allies, one
national peoples movement, independent of any political party, to demand and fight,
for example, for:
Public funding of our elections.
Single-payer national health insurance.
The restoration of the corporate tax
system, the progressivity of the income tax, and the replacement of the Social Security
payroll tax with the income tax.
Limits on the size of corporations, the
cancellation of their alleged "personhood" and their alleged constitutional
rights.
Limits on personal wealth and a guaranteed
annual income.
Free education as high as any student can
make the grades.
First-home building subsidies and the
opening of some public lands as trust lands for homesteading.
Equal rights and equal pay for women.
A living wage for every working person.
The legalization of undocumented
immigrants who have been here a few years and work and/or have families here.
Repeal of the Taft-Hartley law and
criminal prosecution of corporations that bedevil union organizers.
Clean energywind, and solarand
the phasing down and as soon as possible of oil, coal, and nuclear power.
International trade for people and the
environment everywhere.
A sharing of the wealth of the rich
nations, including ours, with the two billion people who have no schools and no toilets.
And world citizenship, an international
democracy, and a constitution worthy of the human race.
I dont think we have much time here in our
beloved country. Although for some years I have been skeptical about electoral politics as
a way of fixing a country where bribery has been legalized, I have become convinced, in
the history we are in, that if, in what time we have, we are to form a new government for
our country to replace the one that we have lost, we must use electoral politics as
nonviolent revolt. My idea is to try to find people somewhat like Huey Long, without his
corruption or crypto-fascism, willing to defy the leaders of the Democratic and Republican
Parties in Washington, to be candidates for governor or U.S. Senator as Greens, as
independents, as rebellious Democrats, or even as rebellious Republicans, in as many
states as we can get going for 2002, so that by the time we get to 2005, we will not be
staring again at either George W. Bush or Albert Gore.
Ronnie Dugger was founding editor of the
Observer in 1954 and later its owner and publisher until 1994.
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Some Things Never Change: The
Unbearable Ludicrousness Of Polling
The world has changed forever. That's what everyone has been saying, and saying again,
since Sept. 11. In many ways, it's obviously true: Who would have thought that opening
your mail without a hazmat crew standing by would qualify as risky behavior?
But some things, apparently, remain impervious to hijackings, bioterrorism or even
patriotism. Like the media's indestructible infatuation with meaningless opinion polls --
and, far more ominously, our political leaders'
continued reliance on polls as their primary means of making policy decisions.
Take the latest numbers that show President Bush enjoying a 92 percent approval rating.
Or, as Cokie Roberts gushed on "This Week": "He's at the highest approval
rating of any president in history ... Franklin Roosevelt
didn't hit this level."
But FDR shouldn't feel too bad. Even the pollsters admit that, as the fine print in this
week's Washington Post/ABC News poll put it, "Results of overnight polls that attempt
to measure opinions about fast-changing news events should be interpreted with extra
caution." In other words, the results are meaningless.
Or worse. Take this week's startling -- and widely reported -- finding that 83 percent of
Pakistanis side with the Taliban in the current conflict. It was, we were told by
Newsweek, CNN and assorted pundits, the result of a
Gallup poll. Trouble is, it was "Gallup Pakistan" -- a dubious organization with
absolutely no ties to the U.S. polling company.
But even if media outlets had not been warned by the real Gallup about the poll's
reliability, shouldn't they have been skeptical of such an outrageous number and, at
least, asked how the pollsters had got to it? Had they
stopped by an anti-U.S. demonstration? Or had they randomly called any Pakistani who had
recently purchased an American flag and some lighter fluid?
This willingness to treat the numbers with a reverence ancient Romans reserved for chicken
entrails is standard operating procedure for both pundits and politicians -- and it often
has disastrous consequences. Back in May 2000, for example, a Zogby International poll
asked Americans to name the most important issue facing the next president of the United
States. Terrorism didn't even crack the top 10; it placed 16th, listed as the top concern
by 0.4 percent of the people. And so our always-eager-to-please politicians led by
following -- and allowed the safety and protection of the American people to slide.
Real leadership -- one driven by vision, not polls -- would have seen the iceberg lurking
beneath the placid surface of our prosperity and found a way to turn that 0.4 percent into
a new consensus. After all, the job of a
leader is not simply to reflect current opinion but to challenge it, move it forward and
shape it. Otherwise, we could just get rid of the president and move Mr. Zogby into the
Oval Office. Why pay $400,000, plus security costs, for a middleman?
But tell that to our "leaders" in Congress, where Bush's chart-topping approval
rating has given him almost complete protection against any criticism of his domestic
agenda. The Democratic leadership has been cowed into silence -- even as the president is
attempting to Trojan-horse his highly partisan political agenda -- including drilling in
the Arctic, building a missile shield, and even more corporate tax cuts -- through the
gate of this tragedy. Nothing about Sept. 11 made any of these policies less misguided.
But in an effort to stand up to countries without free and democratic debate, the first
thing we did was get rid of free and democratic debate.
So the off-the-cuff reactions of a small sampling of randomly selected adults who didn't
have the good sense to hang up when pollsters called have silenced a less-than-brave
opposition. This despite the fact that history
shows that even soaring approval ratings are, at best, highly ephemeral. All the president
has to do is ask his father, whose then-record post-Gulf War 89 percent approval rating
had an even shorter shelf life than the new Daniel Stern sitcom.
And what of the 92 percent? Even putting aside the fleeting nature of poll results, what
does the near-unanimous support for the president really mean? Are people signaling their
approval of the man or the office or the country? For the leader we have or the leader we
need him to be? Is it a vote for Bush or a vote for optimism?
Tellingly, in polls taken just after Sept. 11, two-thirds of those polled said the
government was ill-prepared for the terrorist attacks. But the latest surveys show that
over two-thirds think that the government is now "doing everything to prevent
terrorism." Has the government really done a total about-face in the last month? Or
are we just crossing our fingers?
A poll in Wednesday's USA Today seems to indicate that we are. It showed that "67
percent of Americans were satisfied with the way things are going in the country."
Can you imagine a more meaningless finding? Anthrax spores are shutting down the Senate,
the CIA is 100 percent sure there will be future terrorist attacks, and seven out of 10 of
us are "satisfied"? Will a nuclear assault leave these folks
"ecstatic"?
As the Army begins shipping body bags to Afghanistan in anticipation of the coming
American casualties, one can only wonder how many of those bags will have to come back
full before Bush's 92 percent rating makes like the NASDAQ and nose-dives back to earth.
The terrorist attacks have laid bare, once again, the danger of having leaders who can't
even get dressed in the morning without consulting the latest poll numbers. And while the
tragic events have clearly provided our 92 percent president with an aura of heroic
leadership, they have also cast in high relief the deficiencies inherent in the system
from which he sprang
Arianna
Huffington.
(to subscribe to Arianna's columns or to contact her go
to arianna@ariannaonline.com
)
It
Can
Only
Get Worse
People like to say that no matter
how bad off your life is, there is always someone worse off than you. I guess it's a
source of comfort. It's nice to know that while they're removing a bone from your throat,
the man in the next room has a 400-pound tumor in his groin.
But the idea that there is always
someone worse off leads to the logical conclusion that somewhere in the world there is a
person who is in worse shape than everybody else. Some guy who has almost six billion
people doing better than he is.
But, in reality, as you get down to
the bottom of the bad-shape pile, it becomes harder and harder to know who's doing worse.
Is a blind, paralyzed, maniac really better off than a three-foot, paraplegic imbecile?
Tough call.
Then there's always my
"Plus-A-Headache" formula. No matter how horrible and painful a person's
condition may be, it can always be made worse by simply adding a headache: "He was
poor, ignorant, diseased, lonely, depressed, and abandoned--plus he had a headache."
Look on the bright side: The
headache will very likely go away.
(from Brain
Droppings by George Carlin)
OK, Jivers. This silence
is deafening. We're all sitting around with our hookas, picking lint, pounding pud,
looking out the window, petting the dog, and whistling while OUR POCKETS ARE BEING
PICKED AND OUR GOVERNMENT HAS BEEN STOLEN by a bunch of slimy pig fucking oil rich
corprocrats from goddamn TEXAS. Repeat after me: I'M MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT
GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!
This is the first in an irregular series of gnus rants, and I don't want to be the only
one. I especially want to hear from Marshall, Peter, Danice, Jo, Capen and
Cnewsguy, since this is our beat. And Telebob is damn good at this
too. Dallas thieves and Australian smut peddlers may have stolen the entire
broadcast spectrum, but we still have this medium, at least until they figure out how to
hijack it completely too. So open the window and yell: KLAATU BARADA NIKTO!
First, there is no budget surplus. It's a shell game. When Reagan ran up
astounding deficits Congress obligingly arranged an increase in Social Security Taxes,
FICA. That is the whole source of the so-called "surplus." Only the poor
and middle class pay it--income over $72,000 is exempt. So now Dubya's controllers
want to compound the thievery by giving the "surplus" away
to--surprise--themselves! For the details see William Greider's Nation piece in the
April 2 edition: http://www.thenation.com
and click on "Stockman Returneth" in the archive section.
And while you're there see Vincent Bugilosi's (yes, THAT Vincent Bugliosi's) marvelous
rant
on the Supreme's COUP, also in the archive section, titled "None Dare Call It
Treason." Bob, speaking of the Dubya coup, how about posting here the Conason
piece from the Austin list?
You've all been alerted to, and I assume have read, Salon's great piece on Broadcast and
Record chicanery. Yesterday, Glenn posted a link to an update of the story. We more
or less won the Commercials strike, but now the main event looms, and the performers are
going into what may be our biggest strike ever woefully divided. AFTRA leaders and
many members are still pissed at SAG's bumbling new "militant" leadership for
torpedoing the merger, and there is a significant fraction of SAG's membership which is
actively working to undermine the new guys. See Marc Cooper's overview from the April 2 Nation
at: http://www.thenation.com
and type in <residual anger> in the search box at the top. Is this any
way to go into a strike? This doesn't look promising.
Finally, pocket pickin'. There is no energy crisis, at least not yet. There will be,
since oil and natural gas production is already declining, but that's twenty or so years
away. Sunday March 4 the SF Chronicle ran a good piece on the front page on how the
"shortage" of electricity has not been caused by "skyrocketing
demand," as the pundits are so fond of saying, but is in fact market manipulation.
The Chron's computer analysis showed that demand has increased a scant 4 percent
since 1998. The paper's own subhead capsulized the game: "Energy Crisis A
Cover For Raising Price." But the very next day the Chron ran another front page
story parroting the "shortage" canard, and hasn't referred to their own scoop a
single time since. Editorial amnesia or were their wrists slapped by their Hearst
masters? ("parroting" the "canard" yeeesss.)
Alright, if your e-server and your hard drive survived all that, now you're
informed. Let's hear it from you. Post 'em here. OUTRAGE! SMUTTY
JOKES (especially about Dubya!) INSULTS TO DALLAS CORPROHOGS! TRUTH, JUSTICE,
THE AMERICAN WAY! COME ON JIVERS! - - - Dave McQueen
TOTALLY CORRUPT BASTARDS
The FCC as the handmaiden to
the NAB has allowed the airwaves that were supposed to be there "in the public
interest, need, and convenience" as the birthright of all Americans has allowed the
complete control of the media (in any significant sense) to be corralled and cornered by a
very small group of people who now not only control the asset, but they also control the
'controllers' of the asset. Wm. Kennard reminds me of Adam Sors in
"Sunshine". A man smart enough to recognize the immorality of what he does, but
not the courage to really fight it...until it swallows him whole.
The quote from Lowrey Mays of ScumChannel is totally typical of the attitude that
permeates the ownership of the "means of production". I am no screaming
commie, I am just another 'small businessman' squeezed out by the broadcasting Waltons who
doesn't like it.
What once Congress called Payola is now just good business...and who could be against
that? What was done by urban Jews and drug sniffing black people was surely suspect
and a crime...hang Alan Freed from a light pole...but wait until a broacasting Congressman
like Heftel wants to do it...well that's a different story. Junkets by congressmen who
were going to vote on Defense contracts...perish the thought.
The limited ownership rule was
a good thing. The 3 year rule was a good thing. The rot started under Reagan and
Dennis Patrick and has gone downhill ever since. This is why I detest Lee Lapdog Abrams
and his ilk...he showed them how to round up the captive listener with his market analysis
techniques that any 3rd year Statistics Student could have done. Why even some of our
erstwhile brethren enthusiastically sipped from the same cup.
Take a look at the 1979 foto. There is the ambitious Jackie McCauley, and I see Ed E
and Rick (who are above suspicion motivewise) as for the rest....WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? And
where's the dirtwad (RIH) L. David Moorsquat.
Oh god...now you got me started...where are my pills?
Tekelbob
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