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  • skkott 1:45 pm on Friday, August 7, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Bill Clinton, Hillary Clinton, John Bolton, North Korea   

    Hillary, witty 

    “If Obama walked on water, Bolton’d say he couldn’t swim”

    Hillary Clinton in Africa speaking to CNNi’s Fareed Zakari on John Bolton attacking Bill’s trip to North Korea.

    PS. Speaking of Hillary, when she was recently in India for a 3/4 day trip, she did interviews with most national English language News channels including NDTV, CNN-IBN, Times Now. Most of it was repetitive–the questions and answers, somewhat boring. But I liked watching an hour long Teach India educational forum with Hilary and Bollywood star Aamir Khan, who does his part as a celebrity, to help educate under privileged children. Hillary seemed very involved, and I liked some of her answers to questions from the audience and the moderator. She fit right in the discussion and certainly didn’t look out of place. She empathized with Aamir, who was very passionate about the cause, some of her audience who were disheartened by the lack of results and knowing the reality of daily lives of so many children in India.

    Update: Video: Hillary Clinton, Aamir Khan with Arnab [Teach India] – Part1 , Part2, Part3, Part4

     
  • skkott 9:02 am on Wednesday, July 29, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: ,   

    Washington Post behind the numbers: But … 

    Washington Post behind the numbers: But can she cook? “Homemaker” seems to be the best suited job for Palin, according to the public. Yes, that’s right. Only 12% of Republicans think President’s her best next job, and only 4% of independents (6% of the public overall thinks that President should be her next job.)

    Palin – Fox Explores “What Next?”

    Fox News is out with the first “what next?” poll on former governor Sarah Palin: “homemaker” tops the closed-ended list.

    Here’s the full breakdown by party identification…

    Q: What do you think is the best job for Sarah Palin
    now that she has resigned as governor of Alaska?
    
                              All
                             voters   Dem   Rep   Ind
    Homemaker                  32     45     18    34
    Television Talk Show Host  17     21     14    15
    Vice President             14      4     27    11
    College Professor          10     12      7     8
    President                   6      2     12     4
    (Other)                    13     10     12    21
    (Don't know)                8      6     10     8
    
    Source: Fox News poll, July 21-22; +/-3.

    Maureen Dowd:

    As McCain pal and Republican strategist Mike Murphy so sagely observed recently: “If Sarah Palin looked like Golda Meir, would we even be talking about her today?”

    Sarah should follow her own advice to Hillary and work harder to be capable. Until then, she’s all cage, no bird.

    And if she wants to be a “homemaker”, she should learn to cook something other than a mooseburger. Until then, she’s all oven, no cookie. Sarah, you are hot, but all air,  no care &  so unfair! Got no dough? No bake, no cake for ya! You are all fake, all make. Sorry Sarah, for all’s sake, no take! Gee…that was bad. I hope it isn’t as bad as Palin’s poetics.

     
  • skkott 9:45 pm on Friday, July 24, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Irish,   

    some fun stuff from this week [UPDATED] 

    Interesting facts on Irish lineage via Harvard prof/Cambridge cop controversy.

    Poet John Lunderberg finds some found poems–but not a poet– in Sarah Palin.

    Vanity Fair copy edits Palin’s  resignation speech.

    And a Palin supporter edits the Vanity Fair’s edit. (No comedy here.)

    A hilarious yoga campaign to save Sarah’s knees.

    “It just rolled off the top of her head, all spontaneous-like, perfectly formed…[…]God, I’ll be sad when she gets a speechwriter…” Yes, you guessed it right; Sarah again. Mudflats reports on her latest speech.

    And a priceless Palin party poll underway.

    UPDATE on Palin saga:  Her farewell speech was no exception…

    Sarah Palin’s Gradual Descent Into Incoherency

    It’s like Peggy Noonan, Jack London, and William Faulkner wandered into the woods with three buttons of peyote and one typewriter, and only this speech emerged.

    And she wrote this speech! In advance, on paper! What does any of it mean? It is amazing. Twenty years ago she could competently descibe a dog race, three years ago she could articulate a position on the abortion issue, and this weekend she composed a resignation speech by throwing culture war stock phrases into a hat and dumping it upside down on a copy of The Paranoid Style in American Politics.

    And William Shanter  pays tribute on Conan O’ Brien show by performing her poetry set to music. (You can compare it with Sarah’s own performance here, poem begins at about 1:25 on video, and goes until 2:20) Below is the relevant extract, straight out of her farewell speech:

    soaring through nature’s finest show.
    Denali, the great one, soaring under the midnight sun.
    And then the extremes. In the winter time it’s the frozen road
    that is competing with the view of ice fogged frigid beauty,
    the cold though, doesn’t it split
    the Cheechakos from the Sourdoughs?
    And then in the summertime such extreme
    summertime
    about a hundred and fifty degrees hotter
    than just some months ago, than
    just some months from now,
    with fireweed blooming
    along the frost heaves and merciless rivers that are rushing
    and carving
    and reminding us that here,
    Mother Nature wins.
    It is as throughout all Alaska that big wild
    good life teeming along the road that is
    north to the future.


     
    • derek 11:27 am on Saturday, July 25, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Yo skkott
      I’ve been painting houses lately, and on the job site Sahra Palin is the saviour. All the contractors are in love with her. They really think she is one of them.
      Personally I think our country is a crashing airplane and everyone is trying to keep it from crashing. I think it needs to crash so we can start fresh. Kind of like when lightning starts a forest fire and burns out the old dead wood so new trees can grow.
      I truly believe there is no solution for our situation. We have grown too large and too complex. Remember the story of the knot that was too complex, no one could untie it? Then a clever guy steps up and cuts it in half with a sword.
      In my opinion the are no politicians that have any solutions that will keep us from crashing, not one. I don’t believe any of them.
      All career politicians are crooks. We have a completely corrupted governmental system that cannot be fixed.
      I just hope the plane doesn’t crash on my house.

    • heath 11:35 am on Saturday, July 25, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      good entertainment. thx. loved the VF edit. was really dismayed by the response to it. my prayer for today: please let trying to read, think and write be a way for people to learn to read, think and write. and it is, I know. there’s the matter of time, though. may it be sooner, not later.

      derek, I was writing my thx when ur comment appeared like lightning above it. when I read about the story of the man with sword who cut the knot, all I could think of was: what if the knot was on a shoe? I have hopes for Obama.

      • derek 11:50 am on Saturday, July 25, 2009 Permalink | Reply

        heath, if it’s a shoe then it’s is way out of style and we need to go shopping for new shoes. I’m really not being pessimistic. I just believe nature has away of resetting balances.
        I think Obama is cool and all, but he’s fighting an inevitable losing battle. Our country, our world, is going through some serious changes and I don’t believe our current types of government, institutions or business models are structured to handle these changes.
        When the earth was flat we had ways of dealing with it, like not sailing to close to the edge. When we realized it was a ball we had to create new ways of dealing with it. We could sail without fear of falling off the edge.

        • heath 12:49 pm on Saturday, July 25, 2009 Permalink | Reply

          (what of the foot in the shoe, she whispered…)

          when they realized it was a ball, they took their fears in hand (because it was still the unknown for them) and sailed away. wherefore I have hope in Obama, who represents the best in all of us. he’s just one man. we are many. we can do it right, step by step, as long as we can see what we really are. he helps us see it.

          • derek 5:08 pm on Sunday, July 26, 2009 Permalink | Reply

            heath, have you ever overworked a painting or poem to the point where it just becomes muddy and no matter what you do it just gets muddier? I find i need to set that piece aside and start with a fresh canvas or blank page. That’s how i feel abut our world right now. Our politics, our institutions, religions and belief systems are out dated and muddy. They are no longer able to deal with our rapidly changing humanity. Things are moving at such a pace now that even the likes of someone as cool as Obama can’t keep up.

            I believe we are due for a new canvas.

            • heath 6:49 am on Monday, July 27, 2009 Permalink

              I put a work aside until I understand myself and the work better. the fault is with my understanding. work is continuous. each piece is a stop on a path. putting aside some work doesn’t take me off the path. in NYC, I’ve seen neighborhoods that the rest of the world wrote off, come back. I’ve seen others that were lovely fall. the effort to bring back a neighborhood is enormous, but it’s accomplished by individual acts, rooted in hope and self-confidence, over time. when a neighborhood falls, it’s because of neglect by many individuals in the same rough period of time — people acting out their hopeless, dismal feelings. I believe. I believe each of us makes a difference. I believe in not writing anything off until it takes itself off the stage of life. that point comes for everything. but life is given to things and people by offering support until that point. I wrote the poem below for the man I love. I share it here because it fits this discussion:

              Roughed-in

              Where something’s been.
              Smoothing a roughed-in idea
              of space and time
              along a shorthand edge.
              That’s a sketch.

              Pain’s a sketch of not,
              a roughed-in idea of fear
              that something’s
              never gonna be.
              The artist’s love fights not.
              With hand to paper,
              she whispers could.
              The edge
              she draws
              says is.

  • heath 11:49 am on Wednesday, May 13, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: fearlessness, Juxt, The Young Turks, visual blogging   

    Fearless visual blogging 

    My two favorite visual blogs are

    The Young Turks

    and

    Juxt Interactive

    In the best of all possible worlds, everyone would check these out and I wouldn’t have to say why they’re my favs — and since saying why is against the visual paradigm, that would suit me fine.  But this ain’t the best of all possible worlds, hai na? 🙂  So here’s why:

    (More …)

     
  • heath 12:30 pm on Monday, May 11, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Alessandra Stanley, betrayal, , relationships   

    Column title of the week… 

    More Than One Way to Skin a Cad” — a well-written and sharply, yet compassionately, observed opinion piece in the NYTimes by Alessandra Stanley, about public relationship betrayal.

     
  • heath 9:48 am on Friday, May 8, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Anthony Lane, film reviews, Manohla Dargis, new Star Trek movie, ,   

    Better than the movie 

    Anthony Lane’s New Yorker Mag review (titled “Highly Illogical”) of the new Star Trek movie is dense, running on 24 levels, and funny as hell. There are too many good bits too thickly interwoven to be plucked out as snippets, so please excuse my providing no sample. If you want to laugh and think hard at the same time, give it a read: http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/cinema/2009/05/18/090518crci_cinema_lane

    And if you disagree with Lane’s take, try Manohla Dargis’s, in the NY Times: http://movies.nytimes.com/2009/05/08/movies/08trek.html

    (Comparing the reviews should show you why I think Lane is the best living film reviewer at the moment.)

     
  • heath 9:26 am on Thursday, May 7, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Bristol Palin, , teen pregnancy   

    Gail Collins rocks. Seriously. 

    Disclaimer, of sorts: I try to resist reading Gail Collin’s columns in the NY Times because I’m a known fan and I don’t like being known for anything. But I always end up reading them anyway. So without further ado…

    here’s a link to today’s Gail Collins column — it’s heartbreakingly funny, on a very serious subject:

    http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/07/opinion/07collins.html

     
  • heath 12:49 pm on Wednesday, April 22, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Belfast, Lawrence Downes, Maureen Evans, Northern Ireland, recipes,   

    Food tweets 

    http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/22/dining/22twit.html — by Lawrence Downes, a piece notable for the tap into the twee gestalt and lovely writing, as well as for the information. Snippet:

    “…I can hear your quibbles. You’re already on the Internet, so why not get the whole recipe, with pictures, and maybe a video? There’s no global shortage of pixels, so why risk clarity and comprehension for the sake of Twitter’s 140-character straitjacket?
    “I have no answer to that, other than to say it’s fun to decode and cook Ms. Evans’s tweets. They’re a pleasure to look at — strangely absorbing, like bonsai or Fabergé eggs. And (not to spoil the surprise) they work…”

     
  • heath 8:57 pm on Saturday, April 18, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Gov. Rick Perry of Texas, secession, taxes, Texans   

    Gail Collins redux: on the money 

    Gail Collins’ column about Gov. Rick Perry of Texas (and his apparent support for secession from the US) is so good I wish I could do more than just recommend it.  Here it is:

    http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/18/opinion/18collins.html

     
  • heath 11:42 am on Thursday, April 16, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Blitzkrieg, dance, hip-hop, Mystics Martyrs & Maharajas album, rap, Tigerstyle, UK bhangra,   

    can you not dance to this? if you liste… 

    can you not dance to this? if you listen with closed eyes, can you resist? heavy baseline over dhol and funny, gritty lyrix!!!! activation mode: most energy centers!

    “What what? Brrrra! T-T-Tigerstyle! What what? Brrrra! What what?…”

    love, h

     
  • heath 1:10 pm on Wednesday, April 15, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: exhaustion, smiles, whingeing   

    Whatcha do when you’re so tired that yo… 

    Whatcha do when you’re so tired that your body forgets to breathe while sleeping? Whatcha do when you want to write but can’t muster the focus and energy. Whatcha do when you’re so exhausted that you’ve had a sudden epiphany revealing the true positive value to the over-tired individual of acting out with irritable behavior? Whatcha do when you want to share but all your mind can pull from its reserves are four-plus syllable words and knotted syntaxes that no one wants to hear or read? Whatcha do when you’re so beat that when you need to pee and get some lunch you still can’t get up and walk? Whatcha do? Come here and whinge, is what. 🙂 love, h

     
  • heath 8:16 am on Wednesday, April 8, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: 2009 gold rush, , , sarcasm   

    Journalistic Sarcasm: Do you like yours … 

    Journalistic Sarcasm: Do you like yours sunny, sharp, and with one warhead pointed back at the author? If so, you’ll appreciate today’s Maureen Dowd column in the NY Times.

    link: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/08/opinion/08dowd.html

    sample: “…The 49ers… stopped in San Francisco, two-and-a-half hours west of here, to buy supplies, such as bullets, salt meat and Levis. (And to buy shady ladies, or ‘soiled doves,’ as they were known, but we won’t get into that.) My San Francisco supplies were more modern: pre-torn jeans, a skim latte, a G.P.S., a cellphone and a laptop to get updates on the price of gold…”

    love, h

     
  • Uncle Tree 7:18 pm on Tuesday, March 31, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: April Fool's Day, joker, mistake, obnoxious, trick, victim   

    The Foolish Imbecile 

    .

    Turn now to April

    The winds of March will subside

    May’s a page away

    .

    I will fool myself

    Tricks performed every day

    Thought I could do that

    (More …)

     
    • me2watson 6:30 am on Wednesday, April 1, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Possibly related posts?

      I think the computer missed the boat with those…well, one of us did.

      Oh, gee whitakers! I heard this song on the way home last night,

      and that’s why this foolish little ditty is here. Def Leppard, “Foolin”

      “Is anybody out there?” Let us not go madly into this silly day.

    • ed 9:19 am on Wednesday, April 1, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Nah, nuffink out there as far as my fig meant of imagination cares to put you on tree.
      Def Leppard in tree never herd of me being one2 is aloud enough my years.

      What’s karma, Keith?

      • me2watson 5:39 pm on Wednesday, April 1, 2009 Permalink | Reply

        With friends like you, Ed…yo!

        This is a foolish herd, and my cat don’t corral.

        Yeah, we get a few silent strays here and there, but

        just as quickly they mooooove on. Giddy up, cowboy!

        Karma is the name of that black and white bull over yonder.

        So what color is your cape, and have you got the hips to whip it?

        • ed 3:28 am on Thursday, April 2, 2009 Permalink | Reply

          Phew, glad we cleared that fence, Keith!
          That’ll teach us to go into a field of bullshit…black and white, too!
          Have you still got the baton?
          Y’know, the one Mum and Dad passed over.
          Clinging on for grim death, here.

          Luvz,
          Edmundo

    • me2watson 5:48 am on Thursday, April 2, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Popping buttons with batons from the past
      leaves me shirtless. Are my welts showing yet?

      Here’s a Klingon for you, Dr. Spock

    • heath 5:26 pm on Friday, April 3, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      The Elegant Jester strikes again…
      love, h

  • heath 11:14 am on Sunday, March 29, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Deborah Solomon, Donald Trump, global finances, , , real estate, zillionaires   

    I’m laughing out loud at Donald Trump’… 

    I’m laughing out loud at Donald Trump’s unalloyed unabated arrogance (and his crowing at not being hit as hard as others by the real estate downturn) in this mini-interview by Deborah Solomon in the NY Times Sunday Magazine:

    http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/29/magazine/29wwln-q4-t.html

     
  • Uncle Tree 6:24 am on Friday, March 20, 2009 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: conversation, informal, open, peers, , strangers, torture   

    Springboarding: A Torture-Free Alternative 

    An informal, open discussion minus the peer pressure.

    It is a bit of a rush, isn’t it? Posting a comment to a group of strangers.

    “We mean you no harm. Just tell us the truth, and our words will spring into action.”

    The truth is, it’s okay to talk back. Never mind what your parents said.

    Talk front, and do it today. Speak for yourself, friend! UT

     
    • me2watson 6:48 am on Friday, March 20, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Our spirits may only move on the water,

      but we make quite a splash

      when our thoughts go underground.

    • Davis 8:35 am on Friday, March 20, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      you said it

      • me2watson 5:33 pm on Friday, March 20, 2009 Permalink | Reply

        So did you. You made my day. Welcome, Davis!

        I hope you bring the comic section with you

        the next time your in town. No fear.

        See folks? It’s easy! UT

    • me2watson 7:48 pm on Friday, March 20, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      A springboard is where you stand
      take a deep breathe or two
      gather your wits before the altar
      prepare to sacrifice your limbs
      (only those who fell for this)
      call for a matchmaker
      pray to God for a spark
      hope like hell it don’t rain
      notice you’ve quit breathing again
      gaze into upcoming moments
      see it through to the finish
      yes! we’ve been here before
      confidence mounts to rival hbp
      adrenalin bequeaths a killer rush
      breathe, baby, breathe
      and a one, and a two, and a three…

    • me2watson 8:58 am on Saturday, March 21, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      With conversations on my mind, I step outside the back door.
      With their own version of Morse code, two woodpecker’s seem to be
      greeting each other and eating breakfast at the same time. The robins
      have arrived in full swing, singing their ol’ familiar song with nary a pause.
      The female cardinal’s sweet little chirps chime in quietly, but distinctly.
      The male’s continue their battle cry, not yet being in the mood for romance.
      The squirrels are certainly frisky, playing tag from tree to pole to tree
      and on down the wire, as my cat watches jealously, but in a nonchalant way.

    • Bonnie 1:01 pm on Saturday, March 21, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      A delightfully strange bird came to my garden this morning.
      We exchanged greetings, and
      After a while I asked her
      “Who are you?”

      She told me that Eostre, the lunar goddess,
      who gave her name to Easter and the female hormone estrogen,
      had found her injured and laying on the ground one winter.

      To save her life, Eostra transformed her into a hare.
      But the transformation was not a complete one.
      The bird took the appearance of a hare but retained the
      ability to lay eggs……

      Eostre’s feast day is held on the full moon following the
      vernal equinox (which just happens to coincide with Easter)
      So the hare decorates these eggs and leaves them as
      gifts for Eostre…….

      Now you know the rest of the story 😀

    • me2watson 6:42 am on Monday, March 23, 2009 Permalink | Reply

      Drumming up business
      Knock! Knock! Knock! Nobody’s home~
      Comments left behind

      Uncommon greetings
      Coming unexpectedly
      Thought I’d surprise them

      Just posted, it says
      Figured they were on
      But still no reply

      Three people, maybe
      Twenty comments I made
      No comments for me

      Thinking Golden Rule
      Perhaps, I am the other
      Guess the game changed, too

      The simple Hello!’s
      Still await moderation
      No one minds the store

      If you are new here…
      See? Expectations–
      What was I thinking?

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