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Friday Night Music

This was like a gift from heaven. It’s getting harder and harder to come up with bands or acts I haven’t had on this feature, so I was glad to have this one dropped on me, so to speak. I was listening to my favorite internet radio station, Absolute Classic Rock out of London. As an aside, I highly recommend it, particularly the Ronnie Wood (yes, that Ronnie Wood) show. Anyway, this was not the Ronnie Wood show, but the disk jockey had former Dire Straits keyboardist Alan Clark on, and it struck me that Dire Straits has, to the best of my ever fading recollection, never made an appearance hereabouts. Clark, by the way, has formed a band called Straits, which includes many former members of the band, except the central figure, Mark Knopfler. He spent most of the interview having to restrain himself from venting about Knopfler’s refusal to join the reunion circuit, but let us let that pass.

Now, I actually wanted to break one of my rules for this one, and play the original MTV video, which seemed only appropriate, but if it’s on youtube at all it doesn’t make it to the first page of search results, so being a lazy guy, I decided to go with this version, which features a guest appearance from Sting, whining for his MTV. Personally, I think this is one of the cleverest songs ever written.

Hold on, I found it, the original video that played so heavily on MTV back when they actually played music videos. At least I’m pretty sure this is it. It’s only been about 30 years since I’ve last seen it.

Who would have believed that Michelle Bachmann really was that crazy?

Apparently there are Bachmann supporters that are totally surprised that she is completely nuts:

People close to the campaign … spoke of their frustration that Mrs. Bachmann, who entered the race with a reputation for making unsupportable statements on cable television, has not found the discipline to win credibility with major Republican donors and influential referees in the conservative news media.

Did they think she just played a clown on television? Has it not dawned on these types that they have now spawned a class of politicians that actually believe the garbage that the Republican establishment has been cynically feeding the base for the past 35 years?

It’s hard to believe sometimes, but even with our corporate controlled, predominately right wing media there are limits. It actually looks like the Bachmanns of the world are finding those limits, which is an astounding feat, considering that for years no Republican lie went challenged.

The Republican Health Plan: Die Quickly

This just came to my attention yesterday, though it happened in July. It becomes salient now considering Ron Paul’s recent response to a question that Wolf Blitzer, of all people, asked Paul at the most recent debate among the clowns that are seeking the Republican nomination for president. Blitzer asked what was to be done about a young person who failed to get medical insurance who developed an illness, or sustained an injury, that required intensive and expensive medical care. Paul tapdanced, until Blitzer finally asked if the young person should be allowed to die, at which the audience applauded. Paul did not explicitly endorse that solution, though he might have well have done so implicitly, as he beat the drum for personal responsibility and allowed for the possibility that a church might pay the bills, though why a church should do so in lieu of the community as a whole was not made clear.

The story involves Paul’s former fundraiser, a young man himself, who recently died, uninsured, after a long illness during which he racked up about $400,000.00 in medical bills, which he presumably knew he was in no position to pay.

The story to which I’ve linked lays stress on the fact that the young man was gay, but I don’t think that’s particularly relevant, at least to the moral that I draw from all this. Putting the best face on his remarks, Paul was insisting that voluntary acts by the community might be appropriate responses to such dilemmas, though, of course, that inevitably means that the despised of the earth will fall through the cracks. But Paul himself doesn’t seem impelled to volunteer, since he didn’t bother to provide health insurance for the guy who raised $35 million dollars on his behalf.

But Paul was primarily pushing the doctrine of personal responsibility, so the thrust of his response was to agree with the barbarians in the audience: if you made the choice (or more commonly had the choice thrust upon you) to buy no health insurance, and you get grieviously ill, you should accept the consequences of that choice, forced or otherwise, and die. (Where have you gone, Alan Grayson, a nation owes an apology to you) More than likely Paul’s dedicated fundraiser would have endorsed Paul’s view-before he got sick. Something must have changed his mind, but I can’t imagine what.

What I find mystifying about this point of view, if you can dignify it in that way, is the crabbed sense of community that it embraces. The young man’s friends are seeking contributions from his friends in the Paul campaign to pay his bills, but why, given their philosophy, should they choose to give? He made his choice, did he not? Paul himself thinks it’s legitimate for a religious community to give, ignoring the fact that in most such communities that choice is made on behalf of the group by one or a few individuals, meaning that for most congregants the choice is as imposed as it would be if the state were to pay. More fundamentally, why is it praiseworthy for a church to step up, but blameworthy when the community as a whole does so? Why do these Jesus followers feel that it is a holy deed (Jesus required it by the way; it was’t optional) for the individual to heal the sick and a sin for the community as a whole to do so?

A primary in New London

Time for some local news, of the just desserts variety. New London held a primary yesterday. A fairly important primary. For years a local pol named Michael Buscetto has been campaigning to institute a strong mayor system in New London. It may come as no surprise that he considered himself the perfect, indeed the inevitable, candidate for the position. Buscetto has made a career out of alienating the black community in New London, persecuting the homeless, and undermining the most recently appointed police chief, who just happens (?) to be a woman. Nonetheless, he had every reason, given the power he has wielded in New London, to think he’d win walking away.

Buscetto’s opponent was a young guy who campaigned as a progressive. He’s more than a bit of a carpetbagger, having only recently moved to town.

When the dust had settled, Buscetto was the loser by a landslide. Classless and clueless to the end, he blamed his defeat on the fact that people voted:

In dissecting Tuesday’s vote, Buscetto said a lot of people sat out the primary, assuming they could vote for him in November. Some, he said, organized a campaign to vote against him. He criticized City Councilor John Russell, who he said registered homeless people and then drove them to the polls to vote for Finizio. “No to both,” Russell said Wednesday when asked about the allegation. “Even though there is nothing wrong with it, I didn’t do it.”

Buscetto also said Police Chief Margaret Ackley — with whom Buscetto has been sparring for about a month after she publicly accused him of unethical behavior and of meddling in police affairs — switched her party affiliation and voted against him, he said.

That accounts for maybe 10 of the votes against him, so he’s about one fortieth of the way toward accounting for his opponent’s margin of victory. Pity the guy. The job he created to give himself more power will deprive him of the power he’s had up until now. Yet more proof of the old adage that you should be careful of what you ask for, lest you get it.

New London dodged a bullet yesterday, but it’s not home safe by any means. The Democratic nominee, Daryl Finizio, is an unknown quantity, and he’ll be facing three petitioning candidates as well as the endorsed Republican. Anything can happen in a five way race. Who knows, petitioning (and now perennial) and ethically challenged candidate Andrew Lockwood ( I have a personal history with Andy, see here, here and here– I really don’t like the guy. ) might just sneak in.

Warren running

Elizabeth Warren is going to run for the Senate. Donate here.

Obama grows a backbone, at least rhetorically

Apparently, the Obama folks are prepared to play hardball on the jobs bill, or at least that’s what they are saying now. For the moment, it means they’re not bargaining with themselves, though that’s not to say that there’s no compromise built into the bill. Like so much of what Obama has proposed, it assumes he can get half a loaf, so that’s all he asks for. This time, though, they are signaling that they aren’t willing to slice any more.

My own opinion is that they have no expectation that the bill, or any bill, so conceived and so dedicated, will pass. It was proposed for rhetorical purposes only. It is, after all, election season. But if they actually do expect to pass something without giving up the store, one must ask how they expect that to happen. It will take the Republicans months to accept the fact that Obama is unwilling to cave. In the case of people, after all, past performance is a guarantee of future performance. Put that fact together with the further fact that Republicans believe a collapsed economy represents their ticket to power, and the outlook for the bill looks dismal. I continue to believe that he’ll drop the bill, win or lose, sometime after the first Tuesday of November, 2012.

And if, by chance, Obama does manage to pass the bill against all the odds, weak tea as it is, we must ask ourselves: what could the man have accomplished if he’d faced reality at the beginning of his term, when he had large majorities in both houses and the avid support of a substantial number of ordinary people. Did he condemn us to years of recession just to get Olympia Snowe and/or Susan Collins to vote with him?

Delusional

Up until yesterday I was convinced that Obama was going to win next year, since the Republicans are going to nominate a crazy person, or the crazy wing (now the majority) of their party will stay home if they go with Mitt (who qualifies as not crazy only by comparison with the alternatives).

Now, I’m not so sure. Yesterday’s Times featured an article about the pervasive sense of disappointment afflicting Obama’s base. I won’t name names, but there are people who were quite pissed off at me a year or so ago when I was bemoaning Obama’s weakness and abandonment of his alleged principles, who are now resigned to admitting that I have a point. i’m sure this thinking is not confined to Southeast Connecticut This reaction may be exacerbated by the fact that Obama got everyone’s hopes so high. Somehow he managed to burn through a seemingly infinite supply of goof wii (from his own, or should I say former, base). This is something that no one can rationally deny, so how do you explain this delusional statement:

Jim Messina, the campaign manager for the president’s re-election, said the criticism was largely a “Washington conversation” that did not match up with the on-the-ground enthusiasm for Mr. Obama among his network of supporters. Yet even without a primary challenger, the campaign purposefully started its effort early to allow concerns from supporters to be aired.

Now, it may be that Messina is perfectly aware that this is not a Washington conversation. In fact, I’d argue that Washington was the last place that noticed that Obama was losing the faith of his supporters, the pundits there being so big on compromise (definition: giving the Republicans what they want) and all. I would be willing to bet that there’s very few Congresspersons who have not been hearing some variant of the “I’m disappointed with Obama” meme from their own most fervent non-Washington based, supporters; I know that my Congressman has heard it.

You can win a presidential race and be delusional, but you can’t do it as a Democrat. Here’s hoping that Messina was just trying to bullshit the press. Otherwise, we may be in for a really bad four years.

Lazing away in Maine

I am writing this from a motel in Maine called the Norseman. Architecturally undistinguished it may be, but you can’t beat it for location; right on the beach in Ogunquit; where I spent the evening watching the moon go up. The only downside is the “free” internet is only randomly available. You can lose a connection for no discernible reason. Even that has its bright side however, as I remain blissfully unaware of what’s happening in the wider world.

Herewith, a few pictures. There are some birds that frequent the beach that run back and forth ahead of the oncoming and receding waves. I tried taking videos, but they move way too fast to follow without excessive camera shake. I honestly can’t see how they can ingest enough calories to fuel their constant motion. If anyone knows what they are, let me know.

This one I can identify, as it is quite common near my own home, but I liked this closeup.

As I said, I spent the night watching the moon go up, taking pictures as it went, and as the night grew darker. This one isn’t bad, considering I had only my knee to act as a tripod.

Finally, a few pictures of the sky near sunset. The second one looks almost like an abstract painting.

Absolutely amazing how entertaining watching the sky can be.

Friday Night Music

I don’t think I’ve posted Tina Turner before. If not, it’s a shameful oversight. If I have, well, she’s worth a repeat. Here she is with a guy named Ike, back in the early days.

Believe it or not there are a lot of videos of Tina Turner and Mick Jagger singing together, and it’s well worth exploring them. They seem to click. I picked this one because the title seemed so apt. Just don’t pay too close attention to the lyrics.

The choice in 2012, and all you need to know about tonight’s speech

We will have a choice between a candidate that wants to hand everything over to the banks and one who favors letting the rest of us get some crumbs off the table (knowing full well the other guys won’t let us have the crumbs, and knowing full well he won’t fight terribly hard to get them for us). Tonight we’ll be hearing about the crumbs, and we’ll keep hearing about them until the day after the election, after which, he’ll either find a way to be “forced” by the bad guys into giving the banks a bit more, and the rest of us a lot less, or step aside and let his successor really screw us.

This blogging stuff isn’t as much fun as it used to be. When I started there was hope, for change, because we could do it. There was even a guy running for president who told us we could, and, I know it was a long time ago, but if you try real hard you’ll remember that a lot of us believed him.

Hope springs eternal however. We may go down, but we should go down fighting for small victories, if that’s all we can get. The banks will be bankrolling Obama (and his opponent), so my pittance will be going to Elizabeth Warren, should she decide to run.

UPDATE: Well, I’ll be damned. Obama apparently came out swinging. But I stand by my prediction, it’s for votes only. Once he’s safely re-elected (and I still think he will be) he’ll “compromise” and get nothing.