Get mad

The Military Commissions Act passed the Senate today. Glenn Greenwald has excellent blow-by-blow coverage.

It allows the Pentagon to designate any US citizen, on US soil, as an "enemy combatant" and then lock them up indefinitely without a trial.

It revokes habeus corpus (aka the right of judicial review) for military commissions and enemy combatants.

It gives the President the right to interpret the Geneva Conventions as he sees fit, including but not limited to authorizing the torture of detainees.

It is now being rushed through committee so that the House can approve it before Congress recesses to go run for re-election.

This is from the people who keep telling us that terrorists hate us because "they hate our freedoms." Including the ones you just took away.

As per Greenwald:

During the debate on his amendment, Arlen Specter said that the bill sends us back 900 years because it denies habeas corpus protections. Then he voted for it.

Every single representative and senator who voted for this travesty should be voted out of office in November. I don't know who they think they're representing, but they sure don't represent us.

The last ray of hope is that the Supreme Court will throw it out as unconstitutional. This was the day Bush had in mind when he appointed Alito and Roberts, because he knows they'll back him. What will be more interesting is what Scalia does; he may in fact surprise us, as there is precedent for him taking an extreme dislike to this sort of law.

(Thanks to Kevin Shofield)

Rock 'n Roll?

Alright, so I went to see Elton John last weekend. Here's the thing - I'm not a big fan or anything, but he's a really talented guy and I thought I should check him out, given the opportunity. I figured he'd sing the dead princess song 'n stuff, which is nice, right?

So, the show starts at 8:05. It was scheduled for 8pm. This is not very rock 'n roll at all! Seriously - he should be passed out backstage until at least 8:40 or so, right? I can't remember what they were playing for the first song, but it was innocuous. And then I noticed it...the "light show". Yes, in lights at the back of the stage, they were displaying E-L-T-O-N over and over. Seriously cheesy. It got worse - he was singing about a butterfly and (you know it) they showed a butterfly fluttering in lights. Then they'd go back to the E-L-T-O-N.

About 15 minutes into the show, I suddenly remembered - I hate pop music. Elton John is most famous for pop music he wrote when I was 12. Urgh. How to deal? I was thinking seriously snarky stuff so I started to write down snarky thoughts to share with you guys (and so that I could revel in my snarkiness later on).

It was 9:10 before I smelled any pot. Granted, everyone there was born 7 zillion years ago 'n stuff, but I can't be the only one who got sober. Apparently, pretty much every Elton fan in Seattle is sober. Or dull. Or both. Sigh. This was an older crowd - they should have been selling Elton colostomy bags. I think I saw my mother dancing in the aisle. Oy. I was amused by a drunk guy yelling "John Lennon"!

I wish he had dressed like a duck.

Peep research

Peeps - you know, the Easter candy...

As we plunge into the 21st century, it is time we take a closer look at the technological wonders we create. Here, we try to discover just a little bit more about the world around us through the miracles of science, technology, and preservatives.

Roche Harbor



Heh. I thought I was going to Roach Harbor with some friends for dinner. We ended up in Roche Harbor, which is a way more appetizing sounding place. Here is a webcam of Roche Harbor that shows you what it looks like at this very minute!

So, my friend Karl's brother is a pilot and he flew us up there. It was about a 20 minute trip. Really pretty, charming place. We walked around, took a few pix, had dinner and watched them retire the colors, which basically means they played music, shot off a cannon and took down the Washington, Canadian and US flags. It's very ritualized and was pretty interesting.

On the way back, I was allowed to "fly" the plane. Basically, I held onto the steering wheel for about 2 minutes. It was dark and cloudy and I couldn't figure out which instruments he was telling me to watch. But it was fun! (although I couldn't stop thinking of JFK Jr. I mentioned him to the pilot and he said "what a waste of a great plane". Hmmm....)

Jesus Camp

This is about a documentary called "Jesus Camp", where kids go to learn to be dedicated to Christianity like the folks in the Palestine are dedicated to Islam...seriously.

It's hysterically funny when it isn't incredibly scary.

RIP Ann Richards

I was really sad to hear that former Texas Governor Ann Richards succumbed to esophagal cancer last week at 73. She was one of the first politicians who really interested me. She was a recovering alcoholic and spoke her (quite witty) mind. She rose through Texas's frequently misogynistic political ranks from state treasurer, to keynote speaker at the 1988 Democratic National Convention, to Texas governor—only the second woman in state history to hold the office.

Her pointed, often hilarious political speeches thrust her onto the national stage. Among her more famous quotes:
On George H.W. Bush, who Richards felt was out of touch with the needs of poor and working-class Americans: "Poor George, he can't help it — he was born with a silver foot in his mouth."
On women's ability to equal men: "Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels."

We could use more politicians like Ann Richards these days.

Karl and me


It's true. I sat in the room with Karl Rove (second row) and behaved. First of all, I was at work - and sitting next to my boss and one row behind a friend of his who was the Press Sect'y for the Bush (04?) campaign. (Oh, and he warned me to behave - apparently, I have some sort of a reputation...)

You see, I belong to the PAC (political action committee) for my employer and since Karl was coming into town for a fund raising event, the PAC arranged for him to come talk to us for an hour. It's kinda brave cause Seattle's a pretty blue city - but the red folks definitely turned out strong to hear him. There was clapping and everything!

So, just in case you're not clear on my politics, I can't stand this man and everything he stands for.

The guy who represents our PAC in DC was introducing him and apparently Rove shot him in the side of the head with a rubber band. Hey, that's amusing and unexpected for a Senior White House Aide, right? Karl then stands up and does a brief talk - he was funny and didn't say anything particularly outrageous that made me want to throw anything. At this point, I'm pretty disappointed, cause remember, he is the anti-Christ. I should not like him in the least.

He talked for about five minutes and then opened it to questions, while reserving himself the right to dodge any question he wanted. He actually only dodged one - it was specific to our company and some stuff going on with the European Union. Most questions were pretty mellow and if you aren't really up on reading the papers, etc. what he said sounded reasonable.

An employee who is originally from Israel gave him a really hard time about the war and then argued back and forth for a bit, which was entertaining. Another guy asked him about putting the economy before the environment and Rove's answer was that you couldn't address the environment until you had a strong economy... that argument went on for a while too.

All in all, I have to say the guy is very smart and extremely personable. I still totally disagree with his politics and methods, but he really comes across as quite likeable, which really irritated me.

What's funnier than a baby in a toupee


not much.

Born again

So, Stephen Baldwin is the youngest of many Baldwin brothers (Alec, Billy, etc. etc. etc.). It appears that he's been born again and is preaching the Gospel to Radar Magazine. Let's just say, I'm really glad this guy isn't preaching for something I believe in...

He can tell you who is (George W. Bush, Mel Gibson) going to heaven and who is not (Bill Clinton), but can't name the 10 commandments, 7 deadly sins or the 12 disciples. Oh yeah, and Bono should stick to MTV and leave the Third Word to Jesus.

Radar: Can you name me the 12 disciples?

SB: Dude, I got kicked off Celebrity Mole twice 'cause I suck at this. Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Timothy—

Radar: There's no Timothy, there's a Thomas.

SB: Thomas. Same thing. Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, Thomas, Peter, Oscar. Who else? Hold on, I'll go to the Bible. There, I'm telling you in advance that I'm cheating. I know them, I just can't think of them now.

Want more? Go here.

That explains it

Funny local blogger Matthew Baldwin (a.k.a Defective Yeti) has spotted a few factual errors in ABC's The Path to 9/11.

Evidence that the Taliban was founded by Tipper Gore is circumstantial at best.
The scene in which Howard Dean punches Jesus is a dramatization.
The cockpit recordings from United Airlines Flight 175 have never been released, so there's no verification that that the last voice heard is a terrorist saying "this message brought to you by moveon.org."

Unidentified Stressful Object

Yes, I had one of those weeks last week. For no apparent reason, I woke up on Tuesday morning (Monday was a holiday - no work) all sorts of stressed out. I really wasn't able to shake it all week. So, I end up being really short with folks and having no patience. Chance are good that eye rolling was involved.

This really is not the kind of person I generally am, and I certainly don't want the folks I work with to think so cause then they'll run when they see me (even more than they do now). I was trying to keep my mouth shut early in the week and then sorta forgot to do that...it's the only thing I can think of to do in those situations - don't say anything I'm going to regret.

So I took this weekend to chill out. I watched a bunch of DVDs of Season 2 of Lost, which I'm enjoying. I'm almost done. I wonder if they really have a back story or if they're just sorta winging it? Did the dog park thing, focused on being myself when I returned to work.

Showed up with bagels and cream cheese today (Jewish version of penance). That seems to have worked, but one guy I work with said "Hey, if we get Amy mad, we get free food!". I think that means I've been forgiven.

It's election time, which means

It's time to get mean....

From today's
Washington Post:
Republicans are planning to spend the vast majority of their sizable financial war chest in the final 60 days of the campaign attacking Democratic House and Senate candidates over personal issues and local controversies, GOP officials said. The National Republican Congressional Committee (NRCC), which this year assigned six operatives to comb through tax, court and other records looking for damaging information on Democratic candidates, plans to spend more than 90 percent of its $50 million-plus advertising budget on what officials described as negative ads.


With polls showing the Republicans' House and Senate majorities in jeopardy, party strategists said they have concluded their best chance to prevent big Democratic gains is a television and direct-mail blitz in the next eight weeks aimed at raising enough questions about Democratic candidates that voters decide they are unacceptable alternatives.

"When you run in an adverse political environment, you try to localize and personalize the race as much as you can," said Rep. Tom Cole, R-Okla

You know how I love my gay men...

Updated with new link...



Oscar 2007 news (and so it begins...)

It looks like Jon Stewart's streak of consecutively hosted Oscars telecasts is going to end at one, as the Academy has this afternoon announced that it's repossessed his tuxedo pants and already handed them over to his successor, daytime television's most nonthreatening, proudly uncloseted chat-lesbian, Ellen DeGeneres. And if the level of humor presented in the press release is any indication of what DeGeneres will bring to her hosting duties, America should brace itself for a magical evening of semi-amusement:
"Ellen DeGeneres was born to host the Academy Awards," said Ziskin. "There is no more challenging hosting job in show business. It requires someone who can keep the show alive and fresh and moving, as well as someone who is a flat-out great entertainer. Ellen completely fits the bill. I can already tell she is going to set the bar very high for herself and therefore for all of us involved in putting on the show. Now all we need is a lot of great movies." [...]
"When Laura Ziskin called, I was thrilled," said DeGeneres. "There's two things I've always wanted to do in my life. One is to host the Oscars. The second is to get a call from Laura Ziskin. You can imagine that day's diary entry."
Should you require further information about DeGeneres' many career accomplishments (we'd totally forgotten about Mr. Wrong), or merely wish to read the glowing words that Academy president Sid Ganis offers in praise of his safest choice since he decided to have Billy Crystal host the 1993 awards ceremony with a tranquilizer dart lodged in his neck,
feel free to spend some quality time with the press release.

ABC tv (aka Disney) is trying to brainwash you


My name is Peter Rundlet, and I was Counsel to the 9/11 Commission.

On September 10 and September 11, ABC Television is planning to air a program called “The Path to 9/11,” which ABC describes as a “docudrama” that is “based on the 9/11 Report.”

Extensive media reports over the past several days have made clear that, despite claims made by ABC, this movie is not consistent with the findings of the bipartisan 9/11 Commission Report.

Please send a message to ABC: Stick to the facts.

When we were conducting our investigation and drafting the bipartisan 9/11 Report, we took great care to get the story right. Our charge was to pursue the facts – no matter where those facts would take us. This was essential because 9/11 is one of the single-most significant individual days in American history and it is crucial that Americans understand the facts about that tragic day—and the lessons to be drawn from them.

Sadly, ABC appears to have chosen to pursue its own version of reality. Not only will this portrayal undermine public confidence in the 9/11 Commission Report, it does a great disservice to all Americans whose lives were so profoundly affected by this national tragedy.

On the fifth anniversary of September 11, out of respect to the families of those who died and in contemplation of the grave risks we face going forward, we must demand nothing less than a complete and fair portrayal of the facts and circumstances surrounding 9/11.

Ow. Seriously.

In El Salvador's Maximum security prison, four inmates were found to have cellphones in their anal cavities.

Capt. Juan Ramon Arevalo, director of the prison known as Zacatras, said the gang members had introduced the cell phones, wrapped in plastic bags, into their bodies through their anuses. Authorities also found nine cell phone chips and one charger.

I think it's lovely that they put them into phone condoms (aka: plastic bags) so that everything would be nice and clean after they were removed from their anuses. Very thoughtful.

Cell Phones Found Inside Four Prisoners

Use paper ballots, people...


It's an old adage in politics that you need truckloads of money to get elected. Apparently you can now buy an election for what you'd spend in a few days on cups of coffee. Black Box Voting found that given $12 in tools, four minutes, and a little determination, you can access a Diebold voting machine's memory card, remove and replace it without a trace. This new development really isn't all that surprising given that it's been shown that these machines can be hacked in more than one way, even by monkeys. Concerned citizens, just switch to absentee paper ballots from now on -- it may be low-tech, but it's a hell of a lot more secure going the "old-fashioned" way.

Thanks to slog.

The animal kingdom speaks out

on Steve Irwin (the croc hunter)'s death.

The Daily Gut

Edward Norton + magic + love + mystery

= fun for all. Go see The Illusionist. I just saw an ad for this flick in the paper yesterday and being a big Ed Norton fan, I thought I should check it out. I don't know why I didn't hear about it before - not even sure when it opened. I haven't seen a big campaign or anything, but I think it's got something for everyone. It's got magic (illusions, what-ever), romance, some blood (very minor), costumes, Paul Giamatti...

Definitely worth checking out.

Bumbershoot

(click on picture to see more pix)
Every Labor Day weekend in Seattle, there's a festival called Bumbershoot. It's a music and arts festival. It kicked off on Friday night with a show called "People Talking and Singing". I went to the theatre and scored a ticket last minute as I still have limited Seattle friends and I'm tired of not doing stuff unless I have someone with me...

It was a benefit for 826 Seattle, a “nonprofit writing center that helps students, ages six to 18, develop their creative and expository skills.” (Sounds like a really interesting group - I'm going to check into volunteering for them - they're also in NYC, LA, Chicago, etc. if you're interested).

The evening included readings and performances by John Hodgman (the PC guy from the Mac ads), Jonathan Coulton, Sarah Vowell, Dave Eggers, Daniel Handler (Lemony Snickett), Stephin Merritt of Magnetic Fields, Zach Rogue of Rogue Wave, Colin Meloy of The Decemberists, Smoosh and the lead singer for Death Cab for Cutie.

John Hodgman was the MC for the evening, gracing the stage in a white suit and his trademark black-rimmed glasses. In famous deadpan tone he introduced his co-host and “rustic companion,” Jonathan Coulton, who throughout the night, accompanied Hodgman’s dialogue with the rhythmic strumming of his guitar, as well as provided “theme music” for the introductions of the performers. Coulton also sang a song about zombies – a song about two friends really – one who is now a zombie and one who is not. The two friends carry on a dialogue from either side of a door, each trying to convince the other to come around to his way of thinking. The chorus proclaiming, “All we want to do is eat your brains. We’re not unreasonable, I mean, we’re not going to eat your eyes.” (The entire audience was singing along...)

Before turning the stage over to the first performers, Hodgman shamelessly plugged his book, The Areas of My Expertise, noting that it is the paperback edition and perfect for Seattleites, as it can be “easily rolled up into a hash pipe.”

The first music performer to take the stage (not counting the zombie song of course) was Smoosh. I had heard a bunch about them recently, so I was really interested in hearing what they could do. They're two teenage (like 14ish) year old sisters - one plays keyboards & one plays drums. They both sing, although the keyboardist is the lead singer. They were seriously impressive - these girls can rock - and not in a 14 year old way. The sound wasn't mixed well, which was sort of a bummer, but I'll definitely check out their album. (Check out the MySpace link above to hear their music.)

Sarah Vowell read a story she had written - she's a hysterical writer - she generally writes about history, but in a really intelligent and sarcastic way (what other historical writer includes sarcasm?) She had the Lemony Snickett guy read one of the roles in the story.

The Lemony Snickett guy (Daniel Handler) is hysterical! He read a "3 act play" he had written which was acted out by the lead singer of the Decemberists, Sarah Vowell and the special guest Ben Gibbard (the lead singer for Death Cab for Cutie). Lemony Snickett is hysterical and pretty twisted... My kind of guy! He also sang and played accordian a few times.

Music was really good too - I wasn't familiar with most of the acts, but enjoyed them. Of course, I know Death Cab for Cutie (they're pretty big now and they're from Seattle), but the bulk of it was new for me.

They passed a bucket and hoped to raise $5,000 (as they had in NYC, Chicago, LA, etc), but we super-liberals in Seattle raised more than twice that! The show wrapped up with everyone singing a song called "Dracula's Daughter" - I'm pretty sure it was written on the fly, but there was a spoken interlude between Lemony Snickett and one of the Smoosh's which was pretty entertaining.

I'm really glad I dragged myself out and wandered downtown to check this out. It was fun, it was different and it gave me some ideas of how I could be helpful to others. It was a good night.