It's easy to dismiss the importance of certain clearly symbolic victories, but for anyone who studies the history of the Irish in NYC, and the US generally, this is not nothing, given the horrible ancient god-blasted genetic-level assholery of the shithead Authorities Involved.
A gay group of employees from NBC will march in next year’s New York City St. Patrick’s Day Parade behind their own banner, a source with knowledge of the ongoing parade controversy has told the Irish Voice....
In a historic move aimed at defusing the storm that erupted this year over the exclusion of gay banners in the march, the addition of a banner identifying gay NBC staffers is a compromise forged at the insistence of several New York City St. Patrick’s Day Parade Committee members, including Dr. John Lahey, president of Quinnipiac University in Connecticut, and Francis X. Comerford, chief revenue officer for NBC-owned TV stations.
It is of course grimly hilarious that intricate diplomacy was required to finally persuade a crowd of Hibernian fossil bigots to concede that homosexuals might be sufficiently Irish enough to march in a fucking parade. For fuck's sake, you'd think it was Ulster and the IRA burying the Armalites, and not a fucking parade in another fucking country.
I might actually go to the NYC parade this year. I long ago swore I wouldn't go until Gay Freedom, but really that was a cover, as I couldn't be arsed anyhow. Loud drunk white people from Long Island sporting plastic shamrocks, fuck that. Perhaps I am no longer sufficiently pious a Catholic regardless of this recent gay-march toleration. Ochone!
Clearly, the solution to gun violence is more guns.
ISU instructor shoots himself in the foot
An instructor was wounded in the foot after his concealed handgun discharged in a classroom at the Physical Science Complex on the Idaho State University campus at about 4 p.m. Tuesday....
“It's unfortunate,” ISU President Arthur Vailas said. “I'm sure the incident was scary and embarrassing.”
Vailas, who is a gun owner and hunter, said he likes guns but not on campus. He joined other Idaho university professors and chief of police from cities with universities during the last Idaho legislative session in opposition to legislation that now allows concealed carry on campuses in Idaho so long as the person has obtained an enhanced permit. Enhanced permits require additional training.
The new law went into effect on July 1 and Idaho State opted to arm its campus security force for the first time as a result.
Forgive me for remaining unconvinced of the competency of concealed-carry advocates to react responsibly and competently in a tense situation, such as a heavily armed madman shooting up a school.
For that matter, forgive me for remaining unconvinced of the competency of concealed-carry advocates to react responsibly and competently in a completely calm and ordinary situation, such as just fucking standing around.
The fact is, the great majority of American Jewish Democrats see their party and its agenda as their secular religion. Reform Judaism, America’s largest Jewish denomination, is sometimes jokingly called “the Democratic Party with holidays.” A lot of Jews would sooner convert to Shia Islam than leave the party of their forefathers.
Republicans sometimes wonder at this loyalty. After all, polls show that they and their voters are more pro-Israel than Democrats. Republicans are attracted to the Jewish state because of its pioneer ethos, its “peace through strength” posture in the face of anti-Western jihad, its reflexive pro-Americanism and, for Christian evangelicals, its biblical roots.
None of this means much to most American Jews, however (except to the Orthodox, still a relatively small minority). There isn't much data, but conventional political thinking is that secular Jews, to the extent they are voting as Jews, are more concerned about a woman’s right to choose, gay rights or comprehensive immigration reform than they are about specific Israel-related policy.
Most American Jews I have met in America, are, as it happens, Americans. They vote as Americans -- as do, say, Irish Americans.
As an opening, a number of paragraphs occur wherein Miniter informs us that after extensive directly experienced police-work on his part, he gradually came to appreciate the fact many black people are not, as it happens, savage drunken beasts 24-7, and that some of them even wear nice clothes and attend regular religious observances. This came to him as a powerful epiphany.
In subsequent paragraphs, however, he informs the attentive reader that he sympathizes with his fellow Boys in Blue about how they are right to shoot first whenever they experience trepidation upon discovering a troubling Negro -- perhaps, you see, they understandably fail to grasp the existence of the otherwise undetectable Good Negroes.
This is all very satisfactory and unimpeachable horseballs. But then it gets weird:
And the intellectual playbook about race relations in America, the theory intellectuals embrace, is and has been for a long time the novel To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee. One of the most widely read books in recent history. Assigned in thousands of college courses, endlessly debated and parsed by intellectuals.
It’s a great read, but the fact is that the novel was set in the nineteen-thirties and that segregation and most of its abuses – certainly its legal abuses – ended fifty years ago in the South and never existed at all in the West and North. Yet despite that, despite the Voting Rights Act and the now numerous black officeholders everywhere, despite having an African-American elected president, the intellectual view of race relations in America is still that one book.
To Kill a Mockingbird is almost never assigned in college courses; it is usually taught in high schools.
The novel in fact has attracted relatively little serious and sustained critical attention, though there exist certain sparkingly-composed introductory studies (AHEM). As it happens, much of the commentary on the novel that exists on a "college" or "academic" level occurs in the pages of garbage "law reviews," wherein crank law professors wrangle over idiotic iterations of the case "Atticus Finch: Hero v. Zero," and generally waste the time of people trying to produce sparklingly-composed introductory studies who are mostly doing so because they're getting paid.
But THAT ASIDE.
It's actually sort of weirdly charming that this nut is in all sincerity putting forth the theory that if you really look hard at what happened in Ferguson, you must conclude that it's because too many smart-aleck whites have been bamboozled by Harper Lee nostalgia.
I mean, shit, your ninth grade English teacher probably SHOULD be in Total Charge.
The world couldn't possibly be weirder, but it would be gentler, and eventually you'd be able to move on. Or at least more prepared for the Hunger Games or whatever the fuck.
Here is what happens when you have decided the wingnut welfare is just that sweet, you'll be glad to argue out your ass. Thomas Sowell, for fuck's sake.
The political left has been campaigning against the use of force since at least the 18th century. So it is not surprising that they are now arguing that heavily armed or aggressive police forces only inflame protesters and thus provoke violence.
Yes, I am kind of proudly "against the use of force." Please to provide the evidence pro use of force.
Statisticians have long warned that correlation is not causation, but they have apparently warned in vain.
There next occurs a bunch of irrelevant nonsense about presidents and assassins, but then -- holy shit, hark! to this cold inexorable logic:
According to the prevailing vision, ghetto riots are due to racial injustices -- and the way to deal with them is to make concessions in words and deeds, while severely restricting the use of force by the police.
Factual evidence cannot make a dent in that vision.
But, for those who are still so old-fashioned as to rely on facts, here are a few: Back in the 1960s when ghetto riots broke out in cities across the country, the region with the fewest riots was the South, where racial discrimination was greatest and police forces least likely to show restraint.
That is at least seven kinds of crazy, probably more, just counting off the top of my head.
I mean, sure, in the absence of a nigh-totalitarian racist apartheid police state, people are more likely to have the opportunity to engage in violent protests against their systematic oppression, especially when faced with the brutal reality of their inferior status, such as an officer of the law shooting dead one of their own and then going away scot-free. Tear gas and assault vehicles be damned.
What was Jim Crow but a generations-long, intimately vicious race riot?
I've been off the grid for the past week for Reasons Personal: the 9-year-old contracted a completely out of left field staph infection.
A tiny cut somewhere led to staph getting into a hip muscle, and from there it got into her bloodstream.
Last week she started complaining about a sore leg, and then she got a fever. Molly I&I didn't think too much about these things, or that they might be related. These are both common & usually inconsequential childhood complaints -- she's an active kid & bangs her arms & knees often, & kids get 24-hour bugs. But then she spiked a scary high fever, we took her to the ER, they did blood work, and holy toboggans, she had staph in her bloodstream and suddenly we were terrified about sepsis. Fast forward a few days, and some twists and turns in the story, and she's in Syracuse.
So it's been kind of scary. The good news is that she's going to be fine; she's responding well to the IV antibiotics, so much so that she might not need surgery. We're still waiting for more tests, but she seems to be out of the woods.
This episode, though, has been the occasion for much reflection. What happened to our kid was frighteningly random -- one of the Syracuse docs was apparently quite worried that we might Blame Ourselves. "This is bad luck," she said, "nothing more or less or else." (A nice turn of phrase, that.)
And we get that, and appreciate it. But we think a lot about what would have happened if our kid had not just had the bad luck to get sick, but the bad luck to have parents with bad luck.
MollyI&I are pretty damned lucky, first of all, that we have good insurance. And we're lucky that we have jobs where one of us can at all times be with our kid in a hospital an hour away. And we're lucky that we're educated enough to understand and consider what health care professionals are telling us, and confident enough to insist upon what we decide will be the best treatment for our child.
Absent these bits of luck, our child would at best be more miserable, and at worst be dead.
Not a joke -- if we'd listened only to the hack ER doctor ("just a virus!") and didn't have a close relationship with our awesome family pediatrician, if we'd been scared about losing our job and put off getting our kid an appointment or three for fear of boss retaliation, if we were terrified enough about paying for treatment in wan hopes she'd get better from what at first looked like typical, trivial childhood complaints... we could have lost our daughter.
I have no human understanding of anyone who argues against universal healthcare.
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Only 0.13 percent of education articles published in the field’s top 100 journals are replications, write Matthew Makel, a gifted-education research specialist at Duke University, and Jonathan Plucker, a professor of educational psychology and cognitive science at Indiana University. In psychology, by contrast, 1.07 percent of studies in the field’s top 100 journals are replications, a 2012 study found.
That's really embarrassing. But of course everybody knows exactly how to Fix the Education Crisis. Because of Science.
According to Johnson and other eye witnesses, however, the cop ordered the friends to "get the fuck on the sidewalk," but the teenagers said they had almost reached their destination. That's when the officer slammed his door open so hard that it bounced off of Brown and closed again. The cop then reached out and grabbed Brown by the neck, then by the shirt.
"I'm gonna shoot you," the cop said.
The cop shot him once, but Brown pulled away, and the pair were still able to run away together. The officer fired again. Johnson ducked behind a car, but the cop's second shot caused Brown to stop about 35 feet away from the cruiser, still within touching distance of Johnson. Multiple witnesses say this is when Brown raised his hands in the air to show he was unarmed. Johnson remembered that Brown also said, "I don't have a gun, stop shooting!" The officer then shot him dead.
The American Humanist Association (AHA) is about to learn a very important lesson -- folks around Gainesville, Georgia don’t take kindly to out-of-town atheists trying to bully their children.
More than 200 people turned out in defiance of the self-described atheist group early Thursday morning for an impromptu prayer rally in the middle of the Chestatee High School football field.
The previous day, the atheists (acting on behalf of a single, unnamed citizen) sent a letter to school officials demanding that the football coaching staff stop participating in team prayers and that they remove all biblical references and religious messages from team documents.
To best of anyone’s knowledge around Gainesville, no one associated with the football team has a problem with the voluntary prayers. The atheists says that’s beside the point citing the Establishment Clause.
Clearly, it is the fine fucking citizens of Gainesville, GA, who are most fucking oppressed by the fucking government. Fuck.
Except, well, I don't know. Sure, depression is bad, and so on, I've been there. And while "talk to someone" and "get help" sure are good things to do, and good to recommend in times of crisis, these are facile responses in terms of the murky clusterfuck that always underlies human misery. Some things are beyond help or redemption or even explanation.
Looking at Twitter & Facebook about Robin Williams, I think of the scathingly bathetic foreward to Lolita, where the pompous Dr. Ray offers hilariously inadequate therapuetic and ideological explanations for the wrenching following text.
I don't know what was up with Robin Williams; I can't imagine how wild it was to have lived a life that public. You don't know either.
"Get help" and "talk about it" are the mental health equivalents of "just drop bombs" and "support freedom" foreign policy glib horror nonsense.
Much like the Beatles, or the Dickies, I rarely read fan mail. The reason for this is that I'm extraordinarily lazy and also, in certain regards, kind of a dick. I'm terrible with thank-you notes, for instance; also, the reason WF has never had any advertising is that I could never be arsed. This indolence has cost me literally several dollars over the years.
No, I blog purely out of spite. This does not mean that I'm not frequently approached with Exciting Opportunities for Synergistic Marketing Events.
Mostly I ignore these like I ignore bill collectors or my children's pleas for nutrition, but this one intrigued me strangely. Well, the persistent irritation as regards my failure to reply did, eventually.
Here is message one, as far as I can tell, or care:
Checking back in on my correspondence. Our publishers work with us in a variety of ways – some use us to backfill unsold inventory and some use us to fill their international impressions, but most use us to create a foothold and track record in the programmatic market. There’s a huge change occurring: the programmatic market will increase 91% in 2014 over 2013 (via MediaPost) and by 2017 programmatic selling and buying will be the primary method for display transactions (via Foresters). Can we help you get started?
VP Partnership and Business Development
I don't have the slightest fucking idea what language this is, though I speculate it is somehow derived from English. I detected this transmission in May or sometime around then, which is about the last time I checked this email account. The person is persistent, though, and I got two further messages:
Did you see my note about the programmatic market? I’d love to chat.
Can we set something up?
VP Partnership and Business Development
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Can we do it?
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To which there can be but one reply:
Hi -- I'm the Chief Executive Officer of Whiskey Fire Enterprises.
I'm kind of interested in maximizing the throughput & perhaps supra-liminal feasibility outreach. What do you have as regards any colloquial docket particulate?
That sounds like a thing, right? I dimly suspect however that it is insufficiently loony.
Forty-five years ago, there was a day like few others that rallied Americans and changed America forever. Yet I could find but one or two news stories about that momentous occasion and triumph. Do you remember what it was? It's the type of event that America needs now, maybe more than ever before.
If you're old enough, you remember July 20, 1969, when 123 million of roughly 200 million Americans were riveted to their televisions, watching astronaut Neil Armstrong 240,000 miles from Earth. As he stepped off the Eagle -- the lunar landing module -- to become the first human to walk on the moon, Armstrong's words were heard by over a billion people around the globe: "That's one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind."
I always thought that was one annoying step backwards for English grammar, but the point is taken.
Maybe it's time again for leaders who have a bigger picture and can raise our vision beyond survival and management.
I don't disagree.
More long-term big-government planning and spending of the sort that put a man on the FUCKING moon?
Why, we could even have a world-class educational system and first-world healthcare.
SCENE. 8:30 PM. Humid July NYC evening. The Uncle's house. The 9-Year-Old yells back and forth with the kids on the other side of 26th Ave -- a Busy Street, thus constituting an Impermeable Physical Abyss, utterly uncrossable without Grownup Aid.
NEIGHBOR KIDS ACROSS AVENUE. That was FIREWORKS.
9YO. That's dumb, that was FIRECRACKERS.
LOUDEST NKAA, PERHAPS 10. Nah-ah, that was FIREWORKS banging, your green dress is DUMB-UMB.
9YO. YOU'RE DUMB.
Erudite debate continues in this vein for perhaps two minutes, long enough for Dad to consider intervening, when Dramatic Events ensue.
LNKAA. (In voice like steam-whistle) I DO NOT I DON'T SHUT UP SHUT UP I DON'T! (Storms off into backyard in manner of thwarted Joffrey Baratheon)
9YO. (Pulls self up haughtily, & in majestic silence climbs stoop with regal dignity befitting a Queen of the Universe. Coolly re-enters Uncle's home, shuts door with Proud Finality.
Once inside living room, does the eminently predictable: excitedly scurries to window, peeks out under blinds with intense excitement & rapt fascination, as peals of pure, cruel delight from 7YO-NKAA Sister ring out across the hot Bayside night, & perhaps the Entire Galaxy)