Friday, October 31, 2008
By R. Jeffrey Smith
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, October 31, 2008; Page A01
The White House is working to enact a wide array of federal regulations, many of which would weaken government rules aimed at protecting consumers and the environment, before President Bush leaves office in January.
The new rules would be among the most controversial deregulatory steps of the Bush era and could be difficult for his successor to undo. Some would ease or lift constraints on private industry, including power plants, mines and farms.
Those and other regulations would help clear obstacles to some commercial ocean-fishing activities, ease controls on emissions of pollutants that contribute to global warming, relax drinking-water standards and lift a key restriction on mountaintop coal mining.
Once such rules take effect, they typically can be undone only through a laborious new regulatory proceeding, including lengthy periods of public comment, drafting and mandated reanalysis.
more at: the washington post
Thursday, October 30, 2008
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Saturday, October 25, 2008
fuck all this shit. turn every interior wall into a voice activated datalink. if I want something visual and it exists anywhere, I should be able to get it by saying it.
pacific ocean . christmas island . the beach at dawn . late september.
bam...I'm surrounded by the creamy surf as the sun begins to ascend and I can sit there all day and it should look, sound and smell exactly right.
where's my fucking holideck, dude? I know ya got one.
and it should be absolutely free.
when will tv be random access. you should be able to use your cellphone as a remote control on every tv station archive and you can watch Anything they have 24/7. no cable, no dish, no fiber optics. gimme a tv and a cell phone and I can surf every tv database I want.
is that so hard?
I'm putting together a slide show for my big Bath House Asylum debut next saturday and I found some old kera slides of sesame street propaganda. disgusting little production house slides for potential donors. you know, look how cute we are. adorable, meaningful, educational, community minded, essential for the health of america. dont be an ass...youre a slug if you dont give us all your money, hand it over Now, bitch, or we'll guilt the fuck outta ya, slimewad! pledge drive drivel.
that kinda thing. I immediately tossed them out as the bullshit they be.
mccain has screwed the pooch about as bad as he bad ass can and b.o. is kickin some serious butt by just goin to ha-vi-ee for a few days. things is all pineapple-ee in america.
I'm gettin cocky. I cant help myself. it could all go to hell right now, but, for the moment, we gots a tailwind and the airport is just up ahead on the left. of course, we've been so disappointed over and over so I'm not sayin it's over.
I'm just saying I'm feelin a little cocky and it feels james brown bad all over.
that's all I'm sayin.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Guess where you'll see the eruptions of spewing hate?
You guessed it. the comments section.
Just a little peek into the American psyche on this Friday, October 24, 2008.
I have this terrible sense of worry about the election and the climate in this country.
And then today, beautiful, black famously talented actress Jennifer Hudson's mother and brother are killed (and guess where they're from...Chicago) I'm using the Propoganda Channel link to the story because of all the news channels, they were the only ones who covered this story today as it broke.
I got my issues with those people, but Shep Smith has always impressed me as a credible newsman precisely because he's bucked their Propoganda Ops people on the air. Gotta find a link for that. It was during Katrina and it was amazing.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
So in a boring moment here tonight at work, I pulled up the Doghouse Blog and was looking at it when suddenly I found myself looking at a picture of...me.
This is the first time a photo has ever come back to haunt me!!
Remember when SteveO and I went on that two week road trip up the coast? We took lots of bizarre photos, like transforming a "Turkey Crossing" sign to "Burkey Crossing" and photographing me walking across the street in front of it....and then there were some compromising photos of me and, well, Ronald McDonald.
Lo and Behold one of those nasty pictures has surfaced and it is right there on the Doghouse Blog.
no question why ronnie's got that big shiteating smile on his face, right?
Where U at?
I feel like I'm doing penance for all those years I've been hiding under my bed. Writing frantically to prove to you that I will, I really will be here for the duration.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
i'm getting close to never eating meat again. this is how living creatures are dealt with in our assembly-line world. when i see this stuff, i come away thinking that any world where chambers of horror like this exist, is a desperate and sick place. and it's just made worse by the practice of keeping unsightful truths from the eyes of those who should know what they're eating, and wearing. i used to love rabbit fur. and, as a matter of fact, i have a rabbit fur blanket at home, in different shades of blue and aqua and teal. it's beautiful and i have backed it with cerulean blue velvet.
i think every time i wrap myself in it, now, i will silently thank the spirits of those whose softness is now mine to own. but i doubt i will wear fur ever again.
Find out more about Armani on peta.org.
Friday, October 17, 2008
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I wish there were more debates. I think america needs to see these guys talk At each other as much as possible. I didnt like obama laughing off mccain's bullshit. it looks condescending and it probably is. it was nice when obama addressed the stupid charges head on, whether mccain accepted the explanations or not.
I thought mccain's glassy eyed bloated exploding head was about to come off at any moment and I hope to be there when it does. he really looked like he was going to have a tizz. I'm guessing it was mostly anxiety over whether his pointless campaignerisms were going to fly or not.
they didnt with me. I'm afraid president mccain would be way to reaganistic or bushistic in global affairs. too quick to go around knocking chips off shoulders while offering our own shoulder chips to Evil. fuck the whole evil trip fuckers and the pick ups they rode in in. I sooo hope we drop the 'homeland' bullshit. one of the many things I'd like to see buried with the bush legacy. what a waste.
I'm always shocked by the floundering twisted head chickens they interview and their ultra-narrow ability to address more than one iconic thing. after the debate, there was one elder citizen on CBS who was so fixed on her fear of the economy, all she could talk about was how important it is to freeze spending. she seemed to be a depression baby and I imagine it was drilled into her at an early age, "have not, spend not".
that's the advice you give children about things like cookies and lipstick.
not terribly creative thinking in the face of international adversity.
here's another good one. Sarah Palin has had a lot of ups and downs in her time in the national spotlight. When she was first nominated, the Alaska governor exceeded expectations by successfully reading from a teleprompter at the Republican National Convention.
this past decade i've felt like half of the country is living some cartoon life in Sean Hannity's America which is in some other dimension than the one where you actually have to occupy space.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
but you can watch it here, too
i never thought about this stuff until i had birds and realized how intelligent they are. now obviously hens are not all that intelligent. but are they fellow beings deserving of respect and honor for what they give to us?
how can they not be?
i truly don't understand people who believe that things are not all connected. who believe that decimating the rain forests with their miraculous cures and ancient growth, will not affect this delicately balanced system that has allowed our population to flourish.
we can blow it all up at the touch of a button and yet you have people like Lars Larson who truly believe that the world is tough and indestructible and the short-range goals of the "free market" are worth plundering what might not ever be gotten back.
how do people write off caution? do they not have kids? are they insane?
Monday, October 13, 2008
i'm starting to think people get their info/news from tv/broadcast media: (the propoganda channel?)
print media, blogs, internet.
because the people who froth at the mouth really seem to be completely unacquainted with the basic facts about both/either candidate, and when they open their mouths and spout, on colmes' show or elsewhere, they say the weiredest shit without even thinking about it. obama a terrorist? so at the debate when mccain shook his hand, he was shaking the hand of a terrorist? really?
anyway, here's a short and to the point op-ed from the guy who helped found the Christian Right and now regrets it.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I feel like a native laying on the beach 6 months after columbus landed the first time. we're sitting there talking about all the things we hate about columbus and fucking spain...the disease, the deceit, the disrespect, literally, the holier than thou attitude these shit kicking jerks have.
theyre soldiers and salesmen. everything is either protocol or snow job blow job. there were so few people I could trust in those days and even those I Did couldnt be trusted cause it was nothing but one big political killing field.
I'm not sure I can blame them cause it takes a fully developed human to maneuver in those waters without getting rats in your gut and barnacles on your underbelly. and I've never seen anything approximating maturity in that environment. in other words, it's a place that shouldnt exist in the first place.
the fucking spaniards should never have set up camp on our island. they shoulda stayed in spain where the fucking rain stays mainly in the fucking plain. they set up a system you simply canNot tell the truth in and survive. you canNot say anything to anyone you wouldnt say personally to every dip shit right on up the line cause there's no natural law that Keeps shit from going both ways.
in fact, bosses love pulling out their little shit vacuums, probing and violating, sucking up bits of information for the files. even if its nothing more than rumor and dingle berries plucked specifically to get the drop on whoever you already think you might wanna get rid of cause they dont grovel to your satisfaction.
it's all rats on a rotting corpse of a ghost ship from on your mark. no one expects the spanish inquisition, but fuck, they sure as hell get around, huh?
I Knew for a fucking fact a certain program director was filling my file with lies. it's why I hated her so much. or rather why I hated a system that rewarded lies and the people who loved telling them and punished all who dared reverence truth. the more truth you tell in corporate america, the closer you get to the front door or, rather, the back door and an alley soiled with random bits of kicked ass and the administrative puke of the unexorcised.
it's a fucking ass nightmare of a fucking ass fucking ass game and they truly believe it's this american life. abby told me, straight up, "in your job, you cant be yourself. you have to be what someone else says you are."
Saturday, October 11, 2008
beautiful...that was beautiful..... your perception of things matches mine to the very nuance. it's funny we haven't discussed this stuff for soooooooooooooooooo many years and yet we come back to do a blog again and yet you still see things the way i see them, totally. maybe you managed to influence me with your "department of the resistance" ideas. huh? huh? i bet you did. or at least you think you did. i think i had them anyway.
in the world of the station i was at, no one, especially another female, was allowed to surpass her boss in terms of getting attention. even if on-air personalities are _supposed_ to get your attention---that's why you put them on.
so you're fucked either way. if you're too good, ruth will cut you off at the knees; and if you falter, she'll cut you off at the knees then, too. whatever you do, you're not there to assume that you have any equal part in the relationship at all. you're to assume that you exist at ruth's favor and that without her, you would be no one, and nothing.
and god help anyone who doesn't act accordingly.
it's funny that when you don't act accordingly, you find out real fast who your friends and enemies are. but that was something i always had trouble sorting out anyway, so i can't totally blame the station for that. but what i can blame them for is for rewarding behaviors that are not in the best interest of the station, the organization, (because that might compete, take attention away from, the glory of Her who rules) but in rewarding behaviors that tear people apart; the backstabbing, the lying, it's a whole culture which is honestly so shockingly different from anywhere i've ever worked, and while i was there we'd sit around and say, 'it's this bad everywhere else, it sucks everywhere.' and when things suck, your world tends to start looking like a place where everything sucks, but the thing is: everything doesn't have to suck.
and there are plenty of places it truly doesn't! people have an infinite number of different ways to be in the world, and solve problems. it's really not all nasty out there. blamefests and bitter rivalries do not rule everywhere. genuine friendships can and do form. peace and balance can prevail.
Friday, October 10, 2008
though the first thing gail (your replacement, I think, sorta) did was take off her bra as she sat down at the console every night. sometimes she would expose herself while I was sitting right across the board and, though I wish she were liza instead, a peek is still a peek.
certainly one of things I was least impressed with about myself in those last several years was how many women I seduced in master control. I had this thing about doing it on the turn table cover in the old building and just about anywhere behind the machines in the cell block. one thing's certain, no administrative assistant was safe on my watch. it was some sort of massive mutual nervous tick I guess. we were all looking for relief from the madness that settled foglike over the new building.
speaking of which, the night liza slept on the futon was very interesting. ah, those old k*** crushes. and now quite a few of them I havent seen in half a dozen years are suddenly making me F-R-I-E-N-D-s on face book. oh goody. I dont even know how to respond half the time.
I am so over all these networking sites. leave it to the west to take a fundamental concept like friendship and turn it into what amounts to a pillow tag.
I thought the old joint was perfect. fuck the sound proofing and automation. it was the death of everything the founding fathers wanted the station to be. fucking reaganites, philistines, philanthropists, dog face pony soldiers with their human resources and corporate communications and ass wipe 'real' radio station crap.
fuck em all to hell.
gimme a nice neumann with a sweet spot and I can live with window units buzzing away and a mess of analogue 70s shit. gimme jack in the box sharks hangin from the ceiling and an old futon under the Lp racks. people crashed out on the floor and taking hits of whatever while things are actually spinning all around and not about to crash on the fucking hard drive mismanaged by program directors and their traffic administrators who wouldnt know good radio if it came in through the bath room window.
people and policies who have no business being in the radio business riding herd over the magicians who instinctively know how to spin radio gold out of needles in hay stacks.
I say exile them to deep space where they can all get busy fucking up black holes.
let em fuck up something that's already fucked up and let us take care of what's not and should never be. cause that's what they did. they took something hand crafted by those who loved every inch of it and turned it into infinite miles of bullshit. if you took all their turd ideas and laid them end to end, they'd already be at their destiny black hole destination.
can you buhlieve sam baker's still there? I think if you work somewhere that long, they should have to build you a condo on the roof with a fire pole into master control. sam should just pull himself up by his fireproof suspenders, brush his burly teeth and fall right down into work every morning. after he gets off, he should be allowed to feast on grilled vice president with a side of slaughtered pledge drive producer slaw and wash it down with the blood of the last crop of community service volunteers. hell, throw in a bag of chips and a pickle. he's earned it.
then he can enjoy a nice extended burp followed by a pleasant dump and shimmy back up the pole for a hazy mid-morning nap in his free condo overlooking the dallas skyline.
now That would be justice.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
i was so weirded out when you told me about doing shows in the nude, and that gabrielle did it too. did she really? wow, man. anyway it was so inspiring and by golly that door locked so on some nights i'd slip off my little black dress and slide the bolt and broadcast in the buff, and i was hot then, too. remember the night of my final exams and i passed out on the floor so tired? and sam, what was his last name, came in in the morning and found me lying there using my arm for a pillow.
i don't do radio like that no mo. i guess we gots ta grow up sometime. damn shame.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
and it's so close to great restaurants with access to dallas and plano and good launching point to all points north, east and west. tory's place is one building over and I can walk through a little forest of pines and hardwoods along the wrought iron fence to go back and forth very privately.
it is sooo quiet and peaceful. and, somehow, the neighbors, though we share a wall, seem fairly invisible compared to my old neighborhood. when everyone's in houses you sorta have to wave and be neighborly. in apartments, you go about your business with barely a hey.
my kinda place. I cant say enough good things about it so I'll leave it at that.
thanks for askin.
how's the new pad?
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Did I ever mention that the man owns his own parking cones? So do the people next door to him. The cones turned up the last time we had a neighborhood yard-sale day, in mid-afternoon, sometime after he'd come storming onto our property and berated an elderly couple who'd parked with two wheels on his lawn. If I recall, that was the same year his lawn developed mysterious, random, circular dead spots almost overnight, which someone suggested to me looked like the result of person or persons unknown making herbicide ice cubes and hurling them on his lawn from somewhere nearby on some warm summer night, when they'd melt without a trace before morning. All I can say about that is, you really wanna be careful about that sorta thing. Like wearing first-rate hazmat gloves.
that's from doghouseriley
also check out SHITHEADERY.com
what a world
i mean, did anyone hear these commercials by countrywide home loans and the like "it's the biggest no-brainer in the history of mankind!" bla bla bla bla---
"c'mon now! you know you need some cash. just a nice little teeny tiny loan, super duper low percentage rate, piece of cake!! nothing to it!! get some cash, buy some more stuff!! you know, you know you need more stuff!"
gadgets! ipods, electronic toys of all kinds, stereo systems, the latest lamp from pottery barn, plenty of nifty ikea stuff that's almost disposeable (though you'll have to bag it yourself)
at the grocery store? well, you're gonna get to do the work there too. everyone can pack his own groceries!! no more personal touch in ANYthing. everything mechanized! customer service phone trees that make you wait and hang up on you and switch you between departments and make you keep track of fifty bajillion little pieces of paper with passcodes or authentication codes or account numbers, until the information just spins and spins in your head til you can't keep track of it anymore, just numbers on a screen, nothing you can reach out or touch, and always that feeling like you aren't doing well enough, you aren't cool enough or fashionable enough or pretty enough or "stimulated" enough and the solution is going to be to SPEND money on something to make you FEEL that way!!!
so get that cash in hand, by god!
i mean, did anyone hear those countrywide spots? did anyone not think to himself, "this guy is the biggest crook in the history of mankind"? seriously?
everybody knows the dice are loaded
everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
everybody knows the war is over
everybody knows the good guys lost
everybody knows the fight was fixed
the poor stay poor, the rich gets rich
that's how it goes
and everybody knows
.....everybody knows that it's now or never
everybody knows that it's me or you
everybody knows that you live forever
ah, when you've done a line or two
everybody knows the deal is rotten
old black joe's still picking cotton
for your ribbons and bows
and everybody knows
and everybody knows the the plague is coming
everybody knows that it's coming fast
everybody knows that the naked man and woman
are just a shining artifact of the past
everybody knows the scene is dead
and there's going to be a meter on your bed
that will disclose what everybody knows.
everybody knows that you're in trouble
everybody knows what you've been through
from the bloody cross on top of cavalry
to the beach at malibu
everybody knows it's coming apart
take one last look at this sacred heart
before it blows.
of course, I watched the sarah joe show and didnt get the trip and tumble I was sorta hoping for. if youre going to watch boxing, you want the occasional knock down and it was far more subtle than that. the only real gotchas depend on your distance and direction from center.
joe was, of course, shooting straight from the hip and sarah was doing her reagan impersonation through most of it...which she does a little too well for our own good.
obviously, there are plenty of folks who think she could be the next ronnie the clown and that's not so good for our side. she might Be. we may live to see the right get their way all the way yet.
not this time I dont think, but I can imagine sarah and hillary going at each other in 2012 if obama bombs out (or worse) and joe decides not to run again...?
I'll leave it at that for now.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
what the fuck does CNN's "uncommitted ohio voters" graphic MEAN?
what are they measuring? anyone know?
plus, it's flatlined. WTF? WTFF? (what the fucking fuck.)
am i the only one who gets dizzy watching the lovely sarah speak?
(Lou Dobbs played this song on his show: Sarah, Sarah, storms are brewing in your eyes. Sarah, Sarah, no time is a good time for goodbye.)
Oh, and the song "Barracuda" by Heart...remember how the McCain campaign started using it at live events, and Heart contacted the campaign and asked that their song not be used.
now sarah's talking and the "uncommitted ohio voters" are way up on the plus side. does that mean they're buying it? ok here comes biden, and the graph is going down, down, down down, ok the orange line for "women"" going up. the chicks dig him. women like him a whole lot better than the men. now sarah's talking the women's line drops abruptly.
women can tell when a woman's full of shit. men might just be responding to sarah's sexy trim figure in that hot black suit. ooh la la sarah!oops she's still talking, now the women are with her again. just a couple of notches above normal. she's blathering about teaching, mentions her kids, how they're in public school, she's talking up education, bla bla bla bla. moderator is speaking and the graph falls off.
how are they measuring this? what are they using? is their audience skewed?
how did they pick their audience? how many members? how exactly is this graph being generated in real time like that? if they're going to put sommething like that up there, without an explanation of what it is, what's the point of it?
ok here's what the link goes on to say: one person explained,
"They have a bunch of potential voters from OHIO seated in a room with a dial thingamajig on their hands that when rotated can go from 0 - 100 to show how much they are liking the candidates intervention."
How many people are in the focus groups? 30 to 32, says CNN.
now biden's talking, and the women are digging him again. men, though, too.
i've missed out on their actual answers because i'm so fucking distracted by watching the reactions.
guess i should go just watch.
how can anyone not watch? has there ever been a more jolly election season? has there?
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
on paper it's kind of cute. coming out a correspondent's mouth it pushes my ANNOY button and holds it down, like so much stuff on NPR does.
still. it's all we've got. but this time around i have to defer to lou dobbs for my listening time. he has some weird ideas. "mister independent" he calls himself, "mr. codependent" i call him. he has some weird thing about race that is so irrational and whack, it makes his other ideas suspect in some peoples' eyes.
what he does get right is that liberal groups are all too happy to trash him and simplify what he says he believes, which is that the immigrants aren't to blame for what's happening to them, but rather the employers who hire them. i've heard him say any number of times that he believes enforcement should and doesn't, focus on the employer side, the business side. he says lobbying groups paint him as a mexican-hater and that those same groups are backed by same employers who have an interest in cheap slave labor.
but at other times he seems to truly have a visceral hate for people of other races and cultures.
however when it comes to money, no one knows more.
and i wasn't surprised to see where he comes down which is where i come down: no bailout.
do something else. get the credit markets moving by giving the cash to parties who are not wall street honchos. do anything. the world is our oyster.
revenge is rewarding, says a psychologist who compares the parts of the brain activated by revenge, to the same parts that enjoy heroin, chocolate, bla bla. he says the "no bailout" sentiment is based on revenge and the desire to punish wall street.
even though it's not in our favor.
i don't buy it. i just don't.
remember what alan watts said about wall street? that you can measure something in inches, but on wall street, you're not selling that something, you're selling the inches themselves.
listening to some of the programs about this, warren olney's program for one, i realize how over my head these concepts are that are flying about. and that doesn't mean i don't have an opinion, just that i feel cautious about that opinion. i seriously am not surprised by any of this, even though i don't think about finance. just watching the market over the past few months there's been something in the wind and here it is.
but i think it's more of that shock doctrine stuff. (by naomi klein: read it) scare the american people so you can take advantage of them ....AGAIN.
as to what to do in the here and now? do anything. anything but reward these criminals. do what mcconoughy said, for fuck's sake.
have we had fun like this in an election season ever? i think not.