Shot Of Rhythm

[ Saturday, October 09, 2004 ]

 

Masturdebation, Part II

Last night I watched the presidential debate at the Harmony Bar, a truly town-square-democracy experience that, regardless of anything else, gave me a good feeling. Even though the east side of Madison (and the Harmony crowd specifically) is hardly a representative sample of the American public, the idea that a group of people would purposefully gather in a bar to take part in a democratic exercise. We cheered, hissed, laughed, got a little rowdy, and overall enjoyed the fact that we still live in a country where the forums for public participation in an increasingly isolated process still exist, and can prosper. As George Carlin says, "even in a fake democracy, people oughta get what they want some of the time."

As for the debate itself, I can't believe anyone thinks Bush did better than Kerry. Despite my obvious pro-Kerry bias, I'm a relatively cynical, critical viewer of politicians, who - after the last debate - thought Kerry didn't do nearly as well as everyone else seemed to. In this debate, although Bush was better than the nervous-monkey approach he took last time, I thought Kerry was far more direct, clear and unequivocal than Dubya, and he didn't allow the Republican attacks on him to fester and taint his platform. Rather, he tackled them head-on. The key moment of the debate for me, was the contrast between Kerry's willingness to look in the camera and promise not to raise taxes on the middle class and Bush's complete (and somewhat agitated) unwillingness to address that great "three mistakes" question. I can't believe any undecideds are gonna go Bush now, which is all that really matters in this kinda thang.

In other news, the extra footage on the Fahrenheit 9/11 DVD makes it a worthy purchase for anyone who's already seen the film. Two segments stood out for me: a chilling eyewitness account from a Swedish reporter of the treatment of Iraqi civilians by the U.S. military, and some hilarious clips of Arab-American comics talking about their post 9/11 lives. Good stuff...

Oh, one more thing (sorry that this is long-ish). I saw the comedian D.L. Hughley on CNN last night, and he had three great lines about Bush:
1) "I'm sorry, but I can't bring myself to vote for anyone that I could probably beat in a spelling bee."

2)"The Republicans always apologize for Bush in the debates, say he's not that good of a public speaker. Look, the dude is a rich white guy who went to Yale. If he doesn't have a good command of the English language, he's either stupid or lazy."

3)"They should ask Bush spelling questions. 'How do you spell Baghdad, Mr. President?' 'BOOM!,' that's how he spells Baghdad."

Preach on...

On the box right now: Goodie Mob, ONE MONKEY DON'T STOP NO SHOW finishing up, to be followed by Paul Westerberg, FOLKER.

REGISTER AND VOTE!!! IF YOU DON'T, YOU SPIT ON THE GRAVES OF THOSE WHO DIED FOR THE RIGHT.

Peace...

Dove With Claws [8:47 AM]

[ Wednesday, October 06, 2004 ]

 

Fun with out-of-context quotes:

I know the context of the following couple quotes, but I'm not sharing, because - much like the non-sequitors beloved by Mr. C (http://youcallthatasentence.blogspot.com) - they oughta add a little sunshine to your day.

#1. "Watch out for Little Bunny Foo Foo."

#2. "Our job is to rob graves."

#3. "Yeah, I'm the head of the thing...you know, the thing...yeah, that thing."

Fun, eh? START LAUGHING!!! IT'S FUN, GODDAMMIT!!!

On a slightly more serious note, every blog entry and e-mail I compose until Election Day will close in an appropriate fashion. Today marks the first occasion. See below...

On the box right now: George Strait, 50 #1 Hits, Disc 1. I was playing Disc 2 of the remarkable Daniel Johnston DISCOVERED AND COVERED collection a bunch today. The first disc is a tribute collection, with pretty cool personnel (Tom Waits, Beck, Flaming Lips, Gordan Gano, etc.) doing Johnston's songs, but the second disc is the true discovery. For those who don't know, Daniel Johnston is a manic-depressive singer/songwriter, whose lo-fi recordings have gained an almost annoying amount of hipster cache in the past decade. I had never heard Johnston's stuff before this collection, and it is a revelation. These are really odd performances (particularly since the 250-pound Johnston possesses the sing-song soprano of a cartoon character), but the songs possess an intensity and beauty that is almost indescribable.

(OK, here comes the new ending)

REGISTER AND VOTE!!! IF YOU DON'T, YOU SPIT ON THE GRAVES OF THOSE WHO DIED FOR THE RIGHT.

Peace...


Dove With Claws [7:22 PM]

[ Sunday, October 03, 2004 ]

 

I see a bad moon rising

I was on Library Mall the other day when I saw a placard advertising a meeting on how to become a conscientious objector. Now, this meeting is surely being held partly out of a purely rhetorical/political impulse, but I couldn't help but feeling that - especially if Bush gets re-elected - such meetings may take on an increasingly practical purpose.

Yet another reason to vote Kerry on November 2nd, and another reason - starting November 3rd - to continue the fight for the cause of human justice around the world.

On the box right now: Nelly, SWEAT. It's a strange juxtaposition, these dark political thoughts and the ultimate in club-banging, poppy hip-hop. Oh well. A spoonful of sugar...

Peace...

Dove With Claws [2:46 PM]