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2017-07-16 08:18 pm

Those Drunken Middle Ages!

I'm not complaining, not at all. This, though, is fascinating:

Although the Oxford English Dictionary offers no etymology for the word “Honeymoon”....

The term most likely comes from an old English tradition that dates from the Middle Ages. Mead was drunk in great quantities at weddings, and after the ceremony nuptial couples were given a month’s supply of mead—sufficient for one full cycle of the moon. It was believed that by faithfully drinking mead for that first month, the woman would “bear fruit” and a child would be born within the year. Incidentally, raw honey has been shown in clinical studies to be a powerful fertility booster.


Mead! Mead! Mead!
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2017-07-12 05:41 pm

The Power Consumed by Each Phone Search

You've probably heard the nugget going around lately that using your phone to search a quick tidbit of info uses enough electricity to power two refrigerators. Okay. First things first. Every time we hear a meme like this, I feel we should be immediately skeptical. Seriously, why do we as a species spread information we have not personally checked for accuracy?! Sadly, we do, so I suspect that we are just info spreaders by evolution. Sometimes, like a garden sprinkler snick-snick-snicking needed water onto a parched lawn, we spread good information; other times we spread the greenish-brown stuff that the enormous sprinklers used to spread on the pastures near my childhood home. (NB: I grew up next to a dairy farm.)

Let's look at what is being spread here. )
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2017-07-03 06:24 pm
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He Said WHAT?!

Full disclosure: I don't have much of an opinion of Sam Harris. He had books. He was interviewed. I didn't read his work, I didn't listen to what he had to say. A lot of people were either enchanted with him or hated him. Whatever.

But now I learn he has a podcast. I've dipped a toe and heard a few. It's not bad. He's a bit arrogant, but if you're interesting, I can overlook that.

There is, however, a line between arrogant and insulting. And he crossed that.

I guess he interviewed this guy who gave his book a bad review. Again, I've read neither the book nor the review. I don't have a dog in this fight.

But he dredged up one of my most hated, condescending phrases. He told this guy, "Let me educate you." Oh, Harris, you fucking idiot.

It doesn't matter if you have greater knowledge that you could share. It doesn't matter if you teach a course on the topic, even. Unless the person to whom you are speaking approaches you and asks you to be a teacher, you cannot educate. You can only share, or inform. To assume that the person to whom you are speaking is a pupil is to demean that person, to belittle that person, to denigrate that person.

Not only that, in the podcast to which I've linked, he is actually defending his actions, reviewing an interview that he felt did not go so well. He actually played the section where he says "Let me educate you" as if he were unaware of what he was saying was so incredibly insulting. That shows a complete lack of awareness socially.

His interview guest, as everyone should expect, explodes. He's just been personally insulted.

And Harris discounts his reaction as childish.

Well, Sam, let me educate share with you a little something: You've just proven yourself worse than childish.
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2017-06-14 09:50 pm
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My First Thoughts Were Inappropriate, Of Course

When reading:

Mo Brooks, an Alabama Republican, told CNN he was on third base during the baseball game when he saw Mr Scalise, who was on second base, shot.

He said Mr Scalise had a bullet hole in his leg, but was saying: "I'm OK, I'm OK."


He "had a bullet hole in his leg, but was saying: 'I'm OK, I'm OK.'"

Republicans can never stop lying.
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2017-06-09 07:26 pm

Good Luck With That


xkcd, of course.


But if the glacier is big, so too are the piggiebacking eratics.




It's been around, as this 1948
house
archive file shows.



And before the house (which is still there),
it was around then, too.


And I can walk to it easily in less than 10 minutes.
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2017-05-23 05:15 pm

After Getting It Right, What Goes Wrong

Spent yesterday puttering about the yard listening, among other things, to Chris Martenson's Peak Prosperity podcast. In a recent one, he interviewed G. Edward Griffin, author of The Creature From Jeckyll Island. Despite the silly name, it has been cited by many in the "alternative" crowd as a major influence on them, especially those with a focus on finance's domination by private banking.

Full disclosure: they're right, at least about how finance has warped the public's understanding of banking. A lot of money has been spent covering up what banks actually do, probably because of the lesson provided by the Bank of North Dakota. If a State (or any other municipality, for that matter) can own a bank, cycling the profits involved in lending directly into the State itself, why would that municipality bother paying interest and fees to private entities? It's a good question, one a few here in Seattle are considering.

But never mind that. Let's get back to Griffin.

In the interview, he revealed something that should be better known considering Wikipedia:

Now, Wikipedia is fine on, I guess scientific information, or... Historical information. As long as it doesn’t impact on the control mechanism of this elite that we’re talking about....

Now, once you get into those areas, then Wikipedia becomes the lapdog of those forces. Because all of the major corporations, I think that’s fair to say. Have to admit though, I haven’t check all of the major corporations to see if this is true. But I believe it is, that all of the major corporations, especially those that are dealing with ideas and products that relate on this control mechanism.... I’m talking about money. I’m talking about healthcare and that kind of thing. They have full-time people contracted to monitor Wikipedia 24-7. There’s always somebody from those corporations watching it.

So, the minute any entry is made touching on their sphere of influence.... They immediately change it or correct it. And they have, because they have done that so often, and they’re paid to do it, so they can devote their lives to it. They move up in rank and become editors because they do spend time doing it. And they become the ones who are the gatekeepers for the information on Wikipedia.

(I emboldened and deleted removed Martenson's conversational noises.)


Conspiracy in private industry is not unknown, of course. What turned Griffin on to this, he says, was a whistle-blower, one who called him one day. She said,

"I’m an editor of Wikipedia."... She says, I don’t know if you know it or not, but we’ve become deeply involved in a controversy among the editors at Wikipedia. I said, really? Over what? She says, over you....

Me? Why me? She said, well, she said, we didn’t know anything about you, but we thought when we saw your biographical information, the way it was being changed, we thought it was curious. So, we started to look into it. And we thought that it was very biased on the part of a small group of other editors in our organization....

So, we started to challenge it. And she said, if you’re interested, she said, it’s all on the internet. Most people don’t know, but the challenging mechanism by which one editor challenges the other is all available if you know the codes to get into the back room.... So, she gave me the codes. And my gosh, this is a roaring fight going on.... It was like a cat and dog fight over me.

I thought, well, that’s interesting. So, anyway, they fight, she lost the battle. She and her friend were told that if they didn’t drop this line of argument, they would no longer be qualified as editors.

(I did it... again.)


This fact that there are professionals out there who do nothing but scrub new media for the benefit of their employers should come as no surprise to anyone. That these industries can afford enough people to do the job that they insinuate themselves into that new media, also not surprising. Where billions of dollars are at stake, a few tens of thousands a year makes for a worthy hedge investment.

And so, today, we have Griffin's name somewhat tarnished with the following: "G. Edward Griffin (born November 7, 1931) is an American far-right conspiracy theorist, author, lecturer, and filmmaker." And indeed, given the bulk of his views, I would say that this description seems accurate.

For even though he is absolutely correct in describing the Federal Reserve's function, those other items of his interest? Holy crap. HIV/AIDS denial? Climate Change denial?! What the flying fuck?

And that got me to thinking. He has experienced a life changing event few get even close to witnessing: the discovery of a for-realz practice that, if broadened beyond private industry, could do wonders for our civilization.

And the blow back he got from the literally vested interests must have put the whammy-jammy on his brain, perhaps causing him to see conspiracy freakin' everywhere.

I must say, though, the interview was entertaining in Martenson's response to some of Griffin's nonsense. When he came out and started ticking off the Climate Change Denial talking points, Martenson, a phD scientist himself, got very polite. I like what commenter ParaDime had to say:

Griffin appears to be in the global warming skeptic camp. Chris handled this part of the interview in a gentle way, but did gingerly probe at the possibility that "faith-based skepticism" (my words, not his) might be putting in an appearance.


Yup.
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2017-05-15 05:12 pm
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The Tale of Our Castaways

One of the siblings gathered at Mom's yesterday brought up a fascinating factoid: According to Sherwood Schwartz, the creator of the show, the template for the characters on Gilligans' Island were the Seven Deadly Sins. For reals:

Years after the show ended, its creator, Sherwood Schwartz, admitted that each of the characters represented one of the seven deadly sins.


Trouble is, the 2008 interview listed Gilligan as the avatar of Sloth. Watch the show, and you see that, despite the occasional smacks to the head with his skipper's hat, Jonas Grumby (aka the Skipper; his name was only revealed in the pilot) got far more work out of his little buddy than Mrs. Howell ever put in. Further, when it came to gluttony, nobody could beat skinny Gilligan. And more than once, Gilligan's envy over whatever put the cast in a pickle. He could also out-pride the prof, though he always did it in an adorable manner.

Based on that, others have suggested a looser, alternate role call. The Cast of Defects, (in reverse order of the song* that lists them):

Mary Ann = Envy (she had to compete with Ginger)
The Professor = Pride
The Movie Star = Lust
His Wife = Sloth
The Millionaire = Greed
The Skipper = Wrath, Gluttony

This makes a bit more sense, since Lovey did absolutely nothing to lift a finger toward making meals, gathering food or firewood, or helping with one of Samuel Hinkley's technical innovations. (Yes, the Professor's name was also only mentioned on the pilot.) And though one never did see him eat a gazillion of Mary Ann's coconut cream pies as Gilligan did, something had explain the Skippers' girth.

Which makes Gilligan himself ... the Devil. He was clad in red. And to embody the foibles of the others would make also perfect sense.

Which meant, as the title of the show implies, that the island was Hell. Which goes a long way to explaining why they couldn't seem to ever leave. This would also explain why what Gilligan himself did would eventually be the cause of their failure to leave: though it resembled a bumbling screw-up of a born goof, the act—including, let us never forget, the wrecking of the Minnow—these were acts of a vengeful entity bent on inflicting torture and suffering.


Hell? Well, it was warm.



*In an interview with both Bob Denver and Dawn Wells, the interviewer asked Ms. Wells about the theme song for the first few seasons where she and the Professor were listed simply as a dismissive "and the rest." After she answered, Mr. Denver noted that the theme song was changed because of him.

As he explained, he went up to Mr. Schwartz and said that listing two major characters as just the rest was stupid, and that the song should be changed. Schwartz refused; money and all that. So Denver threatened to invoke his contract. Since he was the title character, and since he had the celebrity ju-ju none of the others had (thanks to his former hit role as Dobie Gillis), his contract said he could demand the producers list him anywhere in the song that he wanted, so he wanted to be sang last, which would be stupid. Schwartz relented.

The funny part for me is simple. Dawn Wells, sitting, again, right next to him, was looking at him the whole time surprised. She had no idea this had happened, since during the show and its short-lived sequels he never told anyone. When she mentioned that, he just shrugged and smiled.

Maybe that's why she sent him the ganja. Hey, she was, apparently, most herb-friendly herself.
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2017-05-06 08:25 am

Grumblin' 'Bout The Rumblin'

There's a new bridge under construction here in town, a floater (just like the old one) that bobs atop Lake Washington between Seattle and the north part of the East Side (as opposed to the bobber that bobs betwixt Seattle and Mercer Island, farther south). I've been driving across the newest section since the day it opened to traffic. Compared to the old bridge (still being demolished right next to the new) it's a smooth ride.

With one exception, that is.

Since this is a floating bridge, and since the level of the lake varies from day to day (sometimes from hour to hour, in a heavy downpour), the bridge requires a flexible section bridge people call an expansion joint. You feel these joints when you cross bridges, generally; they're like an old cattle crossing gate, a series of bars perpendicular to the road's direction of travel. As the bridge flexes with the movement of the water below, the bars either get closer or farther from each other. Given the number of bars involved, this allows quite a bit of movement. Think about it: put twelve bars down and an inch difference between the bars is a foot of overall travel.

There is one grumble from the neighbors, though. Since they opened the East section, peeps living nearby have noted the noise. It has increased compared to the old bridge.

There were some significant changes, of course. The new bridge is taller, for one. And I believe the expansion joint is larger. Whatever the cause, be it placement of the noise maker or the overall size of same, the state bridge builder has been scrambling to find a solution.

So, Wednesday comes along, and my friend secures me a tour of the new section, still under construction. And I see this thing.


It's called a sinusoidal plate.


Sinusoidal, like the wave form. (The construction guys giving the tour, though, kept calling it a sinus plate, which my friend and I found pretty funny. Nose jokes galore.) Look carefully, and you can see the parallel straight bars below the waveform plates; those are the standard compression joint elements with the waveform pieces simply bolted atop.


Here's another pic, but not as crisp, due to [reasons].


The theory, and it's a good one, is simply that car tires hitting that plate will not hit the plate in the same perpendicular plane at once. Rather, the leading edge of the tire footprint will hit the nearest "point" and follow the curved sinusoidal shape. Different impact points means a smoothed impact sound, just like a muffler allows the escaping exhaust gases to not bang out the pipe, or a spiral cut gear doesn't clack when it rotates.

Sadly, given the size, the other compression joint on the east side (we were touring the west side, still getting built) cannot be easily adapted. Replacement would be required, and that would cost multi-millions.

Here's a thought: could you just buy out the neighbors? Pay for the houses they cannot easily live in?

Here's another thought that should put that cash outlay in perspective: the neighborhood affected by the rumble of passing freeway traffic has as one resident Bill Gates. He's about a mile from the rumblin' joint.

It'll be interesting to see what they can do.
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2017-05-04 07:19 pm
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A Damnedable Insistence On Difference

I have a small problem with studies like this one:

Dr Jesse Preston in the Department of Psychology has demonstrated that people are often negatively affected by climate change helplessness — the belief that climate change is so massive and terrifying, as to be out of our personal control, and that our actions are too small to help.

This feeling of helplessness, however, makes people less likely to bother with individual eco-friendly actions – and actually leads to higher energy consumption.


Here's a question: How are people "who bother with eco-friendly actions" likely to do a damned thing about climate change?

This was the problem I had with Gore's An Inconvenient Truth, the end credits, where silly words on the screen diminished the immensity of the problem the movie everyone had assumedly just seen to "replace your old light bulbs."

"Eco-friendly" actions will not reverse climate change. There, I said it. At least (I should clarify) the kind of "eco-friendly" actions like the study considers to be actually "eco-friendly." Sorry, Sunshine, but "driving less, hanging washing on the line instead of using the dryer, using less water, or turning the heating down" will not do a damned thing to take CO2 molecules out of our atmosphere.

Not a damned thing.




Am I being too curmudgeonly? Quite possibly. I am also correct, though, no matter what dismissive sneer word you might choose to diminish my statements.

Take the examples from the study I just mentioned. All of the goody-goody actions listed there will reduce the amount of carbon gas added to an atmosphere that should, at the current rate, cook our ecosystems back to an ice-free polar reality. That will flood our coastal cities, reduce most of our agricultural output, create deserts with unlivable heat indices, just to name a few Problems.

Oops. Let me correct myself. These and the other myriad changes we are likely to experience are not mere "problems," simply because "problems" can be solved. Climate changes cannot be solved, only adapted to. These changes are better termed "predicaments."

The only way to solve climate change is to return atmospheric CO2 concentrations to pre-industrial levels. To make a real difference, we would have to suck from the air and put into a non-gaseous form a majority of the carbon we released from constantly burning fossil fuels since about 1800. Oh, and here's a challenge to the challenge: currently, most of the ways to sequester gases requires the consumption of energy...which, let us remember, releases those same darned gases.

If that weepy fact makes folks forlorn and despondent, so be it. They'll get over it. Or not.

Me? When I had my OS moment (like the passenger handle in most cars, natch), I realized the simplistic and simple-minded approach (like the one advocated in the study, also natch) was faaar too, well, simple. We needed to have sources of energy that produced as a by-product carbon solids that were not likely to be re-released. So when I turned up the heat, some carbon got locked away in the thousand-year format vault. If an angel got its wings in the process, well then, ding-a-ling-a-lingy-ding away.

That way, every time a goody-goody who was totally not despondent about our date with Fucked Up used energy in order to drive, dry laundry or heat the house would at least sequester carbon in the process. Multiply that by others reducing their energy consumption by, sure, "driving less, hanging washing on the line instead of using the dryer, using less water, or turning the heating down", and we may have a gnat's chance of making headway in this coming hurricane.

But until that happens, perhaps it is best if we take off the Nerf gloves and started treating people and their oh so fra-GEE-lay feelings with the same care as the climate changes soon to face us will exhibit.

Which is also analogous to the care and consideration exhibited by a falling rock on the priceless ceramic figurines directly below.
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2017-04-20 03:58 pm

The Stuff Lasts and Lasts, I Guess

Just bought butane today. I haven't bought any in.... I thought about it, and realized it was 1983. I bought a case of largish refill bottles at a police auction for $6. That same day I bought a quarter changer for $4, a microscope-shaped tube that holds $33 worth of quarters. Squeeze the bar and it dishes out four quarters. It's in the other room as I type.

I still have one of the bottles, only the nozzle broke off years ago and I can't think of a safe way to get that stuff out.

So, yeah. New butane.
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2017-04-14 06:11 pm

Okay, I'll Bite

Anyone (other than, probably, everyone) know how to name the blogs here? As in, where I enter the title below the Peristaltor?

Not a good day for me to look for stuff, it seems, especially simple stuff.
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2017-04-10 06:31 pm

Wherein I Bitch About Bad Statistics

My power company sends out these Home Electricity Reports every year or so, just to let folks know how they are doing in comparison to their neighbors (those within a one mile radius, at least). Wouldn't you know it? I finally mad the naughty list of those who suck waaay too much power through that wire. Ah, but did I drastically change into a incandescent holiday display weirdo, or start practicing with my Tesla coil-based garage band?

Not me.


No. What I did is below, in the letter I just sent them. Enjoy.

Dear Power People,

I just got your "Home Report" in the mail, and I have a quibble: it's nonsense.

Don't get me wrong; this is not nonsense I noticed before, either. But really, am I now, after years of moderate use according to your previous letter, suddenly an average over-user of energy compared to my neighbors in a 1 mile radius?

No, no I am not, when one factors in that I bought an electric car last year. But then I realized: you don't know that, do you? I mean, how would you?

And that got me thinking: you don't know that my wife and I also rely on an electric water heater and range/oven as well, and that our prime television is a smaller (relatively, anyway) LCD, not a wall-sized mongo plasma monster.

Which got me to thinking even more: what if you gave everyone a survey asking about what power suckers we have in the house, uh, before you accuse us of being "energy" spendthrifts?

Until you actually do that, please take us off what I am renaming your shaming list. You're preaching to the choir here, and we're having none of it.

Sincerely,

Perry Staltor

Oh, and I decided not to supply any other identifying information on my part because, hey, it doesn't matter to the overall Report: unless you have everyone's data, you may as well have no one's.
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2017-04-09 08:37 pm

I Dun Dood It

Which is what I said over at LJ, so I repeat myself.

I'll be flipping between the two for a bit. Got a lot going on at the moment—the podcast is still going strong, and hoo boy does that take a lot of work—so this'll be a slow transition.

So far, though, I like what I see.

Laterz!

Perry Staltor
peristaltor: (The Captain's Prop)
2017-04-09 08:24 pm

I Dun Dood It

I Dreamwidthed it. Same name.

I'll still check in on occasion, since I haven't figured out how to get a lot of my feeds there yet.

But, yeah.
peristaltor: (The Captain's Prop)
2017-03-23 06:48 pm

Email Client Question

Hey, LJ,

Has anyone else out there noticed that email desktop clients seem to no longer work like they used to?

Specifically, in my old client (Eudora), the program would access email, delete the email from the email server, and move to the next message.

Now, I can't seem to find a client that will do that. Instead, they all have accessed email, copy it to desktop...and that's it.

I don't want that. Is anyone else informed on this issue? Can you explain what is going on?

TIA,

Perry Staltor
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2017-03-17 11:09 pm

I've Been Meme Violated

Actually, I'm not sure there is a term for what I have felt these past few weeks, what I have felt all because of a movie.

Don't get me wrong: I love movies. I watch a lot of movies. I studied movies and a bit of movie-making technique in college (only to discover I was a better watcher of movies than maker).

I even love the previous work of the director, Brad Bird. He's one of the guys behind many of the Pixar flicks. And that is probably why, when I saw he had directed a non-animation movie, I put in in my queue.

The Movie? Tomorrowland. I need to vent. )
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2016-11-23 08:27 pm

Miracles Might Still Happen

Today, the worst Chinese "restaurant" in Seattle finally reopened as a tavern.

A tavern with 60 beers on tap.

That's right, 60. Flat-screen tellies wrap the corner, each with a description of the beer available directly below the entry which includes IBU, %booze, price, etc.

A tavern giving away free growlers right now.

Oh, and you can get your beer to go in 32 oz. cans, canned on the spot.

Now, the excitement: )
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2016-11-10 08:28 pm

On A Funny Note

I just realized that at The Moby-Dick Big Read, a project that turns Melville's masterpiece into an audiobook with each chapter read by some one different, there is something funny indeed.

Chapter 95: The Cassock is all about an object

...longer than a Kentuckian is tall, nigh a foot in diameter at the base, and jet-black....


...the whale's penis.

That's not the funny part, though! To read "The Cassock," they chose John Waters.

That's funny.
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2016-11-04 11:47 pm

I Have Not Yet Sealed the Ballot

I should, but something this year is... different.

Preamble: I have voted officially for president in every election since I was eligible in 1984. I'm not going to defend past presidential choices; no voter needs to defend past election choices.

This year, though, has been hard. This is the first year where I just don't give a shit which of the main candidates wins. This apathy of mine has run smack into a major antipathy amongst those of my friends, family members and online acquaintances who happen to be gay.

Here's an example, from a former coworker and F#c@Book friend who has moved elsewhere:

I'm watching c-span and vomiting in my mouth. I'm certain most of the Trump supporters have hidden me in their feed or deleted me, but if by chance you are seeing this and voting for Trump (or as Cher refers to him:🚽), please remove me from your list. You obviously hate your kids, women, all non-white people, immigrants and yourselves, and I have zero need to have any connection to you. Zero. Bye, Felicia.

...We are facing a catastrophe if Trump is elected. If you're considering supporting a third party: you are making a huge mistake and adding to the problem facing us.

(I emboldened the issue.)

I'm not sure who Felicia is, but yikes.

And that FB friend is not alone. I was repeatedly attacked by the flimsiest of rhetoric by an LJ friend who simply wouldn't let up. I mean, it was striking, the dismissive "Bernie Bro" talking points he constantly threw in my face as if they were a thing. Because I was such a person as this imaginary BB, I was automatically anti-gay, anti-woman, anti-democracy—name it, I'm probably it.

Which is patently batshit insane.

Look, when I question my pretty damned long adherence to the Democratic Party line, I do not do it lightly. Yes, in passing, I wondered why Hillary was so darned insistent on non-diplomacy. Pretty striking, really, from a former Secretary of State, dontcha think? LJ dude took one look at the single interview I (grudgingly) gave him supporting my opinion, saw some "controversial" material in it, and dismissed it as "fringe" (meaning he didn't deign to read the damned thing in its entirety, if at all).

Well, today I came across this article from Dennis Kucinich published in The Nation. (I'm sorry, LJ dude, not "unfringe" enough for you?) It dealt with exactly the same issues I raised in that earlier exercise in LJ frustration. In it, Kucinich laments the fact that formerly liberal think tanks have been infected with the same disease vector that dominated every complaint I had about Hillary: money, money given to think tanks that now advocate increased military interventions:

How else to explain that in the past 15 years this city’s so called bipartisan foreign policy elite has promoted wars in Iraq and Libya, and interventions in Syria and Yemen, which have opened Pandora’s box to a trusting world, to the tune of trillions of dollars, a windfall for military contractors. DC’s think “tanks” should rightly be included in the taxonomy of armored war vehicles and not as gathering places for refugees from academia.

His conclusions resonated with me. I hope they do the same with you.

Any report advocating war that comes from any alleged think tank ought to be accompanied by a list of the think tank’s sponsors and donors and a statement of the lobbying connections of the report’s authors.

It is our patriotic duty to expose why the DC foreign-policy establishment and its sponsors have not learned from their failures and instead are repeating them, with the acquiescence of the political class and sleepwalkers with press passes.

It is also time for a new peace movement in America, one that includes progressives and libertarians alike, both in and out of Congress, to organize on campuses, in cities, and towns across America, to serve as an effective counterbalance to the Demuplican war party, its think tanks, and its media cheerleaders. The work begins now, not after the Inauguration. We must not accept war as inevitable, and those leaders who would lead us in that direction, whether in Congress or the White House, must face visible opposition.

(I did it again.)

In the name of a "visible opposition" I threw my support to Bernie. Why? If you have to ask, in my opinion, you aren't paying attention.

That said, I'm in a quandary. No, I do not support The Donald for anything other than a Cheap Laugh. But No, I cannot support Hillary. Why? Yes, she is eminently qualified. Yes, she is farther to the left of her opposition.

But here's a question too few even raise with themselves: Consider her campaign symbol. In which direction does the arrow point?

Real Progressives Point Left!


I thought of printing up a few of that slogan along with an image for a bumper sticker, but no, I thought. Bumper stickers should support something, not just shit on everything.

And that's what opposition to the mainstream is today, the role of shitting on everything offered as an option.

I want OTHER options!


But yes, I know, I can't have any. Probably because we don't actually live in a democracy.

That LJ dude pointed out that a few people in Florida voting for Nader ruined the early oughts for the rest of us: I retorted that the only decision makers that mattered in 2000 wore black robes to work.

I used to give Nader voters that same raft of shit when they flooded me with their idealism. Now I properly blame the robe wearers.

Which brings me to today.

I don't want. Therefore, I can't decide.

If you have an opinion, and it doesn't resort to calling me names that I don't deserve, chime in on what I could do.

I'm seriously open to any option other than casting a vote for The Weasel Headed.
peristaltor: (The Captain's Prop)
2016-09-09 04:57 pm

Bitcoin Believers, Guzzling the Flavor-Aide

I haven't mentioned it recently, or at all, but a few months ago I spoke with a Bitcoin guy. He was my first, a tecky by trade who really believed in the Bit.

I asked him what the appeal was. For him, it was to take control of money in ways that separate it from people. Things proceeded to weird. )