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31 Jan 02 Little Johnny Ashcroft and Just Wars

Just a rather quick entry tonight to put a few thoughts down.

First, I really hate that John Ashcroft has decided to cover up the semi-nude sculptures at the Department of Justice. It’s such a freakin’ … I can’t find words for it. It’s so idiotically Puritan.

Second, I was wondering about whether this was a just war or not … I’m not really sure. I used to be thinking, “Man, Bush is really overdoing this.” But then I was reading a book by Studs Terkel. This guy is essentially an interviewer; he goes around and gets these marvelous slices of life. And this one is about death, since the guy’s 88 and death is on his mind. And one doctor he interviews, the doc talks about how he feels that if someone is going to kill you, you have the right to kill them before they kill you. And then he says that he supposes that could be extrapolated to a just war. So … are we killing people before they kill us? I dunno. Hey, nearly forty years after Kennedy’s death, we still have gaping holes in the official explanation. Who knows if this really happened the way it did …

17 Jan 02 A Realization

Solitude can be better than some types of companionship.

13 Jan 02 Linkmania II

I recently read an article in the online version of Time talking about how we may have a national identification card sort of snuck in under our noses via the driver’s license system. It’s called “The National ID Card That Isn’t, Yet.”

I have been browsing people’s weblogs and journals, and someone had a link to a rather insane story called “A Cream-Filled Existence.” This story really disturbed me, until I realized that the protagonist was not supposed to be in a sane frame of mind. It’s an easy mistake to make, where people criticize tales (in print or film or elsewhere) where the protagonist is an anti-hero that isn’t supposed to be admired or emulated.

Finally, this is just a really rather cool Flash-animated clock, called the Industorious Clock.

05 Jan 02 Dark and Light Reflections

I caught an episode of “Jerry Springer” today. I’m not a fundamentalist, nor indeed really any sort of Christian, but he does strike me as someone who is pure evil — we’re talking Antichrist-level, methinks. His entire show — and thus his money and life — is focused around fostering tragedy in people’s lives. I can’t honestly think of a situation where someone I loved would invite me to go on “Jerry Springer” and I would respond in any sort of positive way. It’d be more like, “Okay, what big life-shattering secret do you have to tell me? Are you a different gender than I think you are? What job do you have in the sex industry?” I’m surprised he still has guests, and I’d not be surprised if they really are staged, scripted incidents.

It’s amazing how even the slightest movie references can suddenly jar you right out of a movie after the events of September 11. I was watching “Godzilla” (the 1998 version) and a news anchor within the film referred to Godzilla’s rampage as “the worst act of destruction since the World Trade Tower bombing.” Of course, after a moment of shocked silence, I realized they were referring to the incident in February 1993, but it was enough to make me go “what the hell?” for a moment. And then, later, I was watching “Wag the Dog,” and in that movie, what’s the fake crisis that they cook up to divert the public’s attention from the President diddling a Firefly Girl? That Albanian terrorists are trying to sneak a nuclear suitcase bomb in across the Canadian border. Suddenly, it’s not as outlandish or funny a scenario …

By the way, that link above regarding the February 1993 incident? Click on it and you’ll see a government report that says: “The statistics are staggering: Six people died and 1,042 were injured.” [Sad smile.] The latest official count of those who died from the September 11 attacks? 2,940 dead. 8,786 injuries.

And, by the way, Bill Clinton’s dog, Buddy, got run over by a car. I feel sorry for the Clintons. I still miss the cocker spaniel that we had to put down years ago. (He had a cancerous tumor tightening around his jaw, which would have eventually prevented him from eating.) He was a really good, gentle dog. Sigh. It also bugs me that all the conservatives seem to be doing is taking this opportunity to bash the Clintons a bit more. I can’t help but think they’d be as equally uncaring and vitrolic if news of Chelsea’s death had hit the newswires …

Try to find MP3s of the Moxy Fruvous songs “Green Eggs and Ham” and “King of Spain“. They are very, very funny. Moxy Fruvous is just a really damn funny act.

Have you seen “Pearl Harbor II: Pearlmagaddeon“? Not only did they manage to find total look-alikes for the movie for Paltrow, Affleck and Damon, the movie itself is a wonderful send-up of the stuff that Jerry Bruckheimer produces and Michael Bay directs (Armageddon, The Rock, etc.). And the closing song, “At Least An Asteroid Won’t Kill Us All,” is a fantastic parody of that sappy power ballad that Aerosmith did for “Armageddon.”

Here’s the lyrics (but download the MP3 to get the full impact):

There’s a time to live;
there’s a time to die.
And the best that
you can hope for
is no tears to cry.

But cry you will,
of that much you can be sure …
And when you do,
[music swells]:
that’s a moment to treasure ….

[Chorus:]
At least there’ll be
a sunrise in the morning;
at least the world’s not
suddenly going to hell (backup: heeeeh-elllll).
At least an asteroid’s not
going to kill us all,
and when you’re sad,
at least you can call me
your friend.

It’s good to know that
nothing lasts forever!
Satisfied with the
here and now!
I will love you when
your skin has turned to leather!
I will love you when
you become a big fat cow (backup: cowwwwwww!)!

At least there’ll be
a sunrise in the morning;
at least the world’s not
suddenly going to hell (backup: heeeeh-elllll).
At least an asteroid’s not
going to kill us all,
and when you’re sad,
at least you can call me
[swells to climax:]
your friennnnnnnnndddddddd!