Mimosas on the Terrace
The final installment of Rodger Jacobs' series on displacement is in the Las Vegas Sun. "That’s the great, anxiety-producing paradox we’re confronted with constantly: How to meet our daily needs while we must remain in Las Vegas (where we don’t want to be and, according to many who commented, where we are not wanted) and how to set aside enough money to carry us across the desert and into a suitable living space with reserves for deposits and at least two months of rent." You can still PayPal contributions to Rodger and Lela at email@example.com.
I see a clown at State who went the Ivy semi-spook route is advising the frumpy hipsters at one of my dear old alma matres to shut up if they want to work for country. Dear little ones, if you want to work for the country of Jefferson, above all you should speak up, not clam up. If you want to work for the country of McCarthy, Nixon and Cheney, then by all means clam up.
Alec Baldwin wonders: if we hang Assange, don't we also have to hang others? The only thing certain is that his sense of irony will escape the grasp of the willfully stupid.
Certainly willful stupidity in media is bad enough here in the USA. But if you would like to see a country that has been really fucked up beyond repair by irresponsible, willfully stupid media magnates, visit Italia this winter.
You get the feeling from this highly insulated piece on Stephen Box that a blogger at the Weekly named Simone Wilson is an Internet obsessive who doesn't talk to people much except through email. Why else would she write up Box as a one-dimensional tweeter? Why else would she quote all those Internet obsessives rather than people who might actually matter to the local scene? Why wouldn't she talk to Box himself? One-dimensional tweeting is certainly not our experience of the candidate.