Sleazebag president

I was just reading this blog over at The Nation's website and it really is pretty slimy of our beloved president to commute the sentence of an associate that helped cover his ass when before he was willing to put death row in Texas in overdrive when he was governor there. Jesus, he must wake up screaming every night. 30 months is prison is 'excessive' but killing retarded people is just fine.

To close to true to be funny

George Bush video blog.

A Question

Does this look like me?


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Howdy

Sometime Friday night I came across a showing of Lethal Weapon. I hadn't seen the movie in several years and after a few minutes I realized what a piece of shit it is. I admit I had been out to the Comet Grill that evening and I had had more than a few beers before I even got to the Comet Grill. I'm still pretty convinced that what I was watching on the screen was nothing but a warm turd sammich.

I don't know how I missed how glorified the violence is in that movie. I also am not sure if I would have been so aware of the fetish-like enjoyment of violence that you see in it if Gibson hadn't made that bloody Jesus movie and Southpark hadn't made its responding episode.

I think my favorite moment in that movie is the faux family ending. After these two just spent the last two hours punching and shooting their way through L.A. only pausing long enough to get tortured they then meet for a family Christmas dinner. I guess that is what passes for the proper remembrance of Jesus. You kill a lot of folks but your OK if you pause long enough to honor the invisible man in the sky.

Boys and their toys

I was trying to catch this all night. I wanted to get a picture of a mortar shot right as it went off. Got one good one. You can see it here.

Great piece of writing

To further add to my regret that he has passed, Vanity Fair has published an amazing essay that David Halberstam finished shortly before he died. You can read it here.

We've all got boobs, people



I love Bob Log.

Downtown Panorama

Yesterday I drove downtown and attempted a couple of panorama shots. I find a nice area by the Panthers' stadium where some construction was being done. Whenever a building is torn down downtown there is a chance it will open up a view that you haven't seen before. Yesterday I saw this

Fascist and fascister

I see Putin and Bush are still having some kind of debate over where to place the worthless missile defense system. This thing can barely hit a missile they know will be in the air. Not just in the air but its exact location and speed. What does it mean when two world leaders are publicly debating the placement of a weapons system that doesn't work? Even in the surreal bubble Bush lives in this is a little strange.

MP3 Blog

The last weekend of every July I go camping in the mountains. The reason I go is the Rhododendron Festival I have mentioned dozens of times over the years. I always meet new and interesting people up there and last year I met a guy who was a huge, huge fan of Guy Clark. I was familiar with Guy Clark but hadn't really gone out of my way to hear any of his albums from start to finish. A few months ago I purchased a CD that has his first two albums.

The one song that really has stood out to me is Desperados Waiting for a Train. It's the story about the relationship between and young an old man. It's a tribute to an old, long gone friend. It's a song my step Dad (an admirer of old men) would have loved. It's a song I played while driving north for my Grandfather's funeral that I almost had to turn off. I have never heard another song that even approaches this song in how it portrays the way a younger man feels about an older mentor, that first person that treats him like one of the guys and not some stupid kid.

I present Desperados Waiting for a Train by Guy Clark off his first album called Old No. 1. It came out in 1975.