First Looks category archive
Republican Family Values, Origins Issue 0
The Republican Party was feeling down and out and depressed. It was disgusted at the debauchery around it.
Horrors! Gay folks wanting to leave the closet where they rightfully belong. Women wanting to be not-barefoot and not-pregnant-all-the-time. Teenagers learning about sex before the baby comes.
Men peeing sitting down!
It just wasn’t like it used to be back in the good ole 1950s 1940s 1890s Republican daydream of what life used to be like.
Against its predilections, the Party decided to take a chance on visiting a shrink.
This wasn’t one of your new, up-to-date cognitive therapists. This was an old line Freudian. Anything after 1950 was far too cutting edge for the Republican Party.
So the Republican Party settled down on the couch. The shrink, being an old-line Freudian, decided to start with the Rorschach test.
He held up an inkblot. “What does this remind you of?” he asked.
“Sex,” answered the Republican Party.
He held of another inkblot. “What does this remind you of?” he asked.
“Sex,” answered the Republican Party.
This went on until the entire library of inkblots was exhausted.
After a long pause, the shrink stroked his goatee (I said he was an old-line Freudian) and said, “I think you are obsessed with sex.”
“Me!” screamed the Republican Party, jumping off the couch.
The Fat of the Land 0
The comments to this are just priceless.
Brendan Remembers 9/11 0
In this week’s column.
Dossiers 0
On the Media reports:
A key to their strategy is using certain video games to collect data.
Follow the link to listen or listen below (MP3):
The transcript is scheduled to be added Monday.
Philadelphia Shrinquirer FAIL 0
Couldn’t find the morning paper after going to several places (the Wilmington paper just isn’t worth the effort of carrying it to the car).
The owner of Claymont News told me that “everyone is sold out,” because the Shrinky reduced the size of the delivery for the holiday. Did have a nice chat with another customer about how Brian Tierney has, to quote him, “. . . done the Inquirer no favors.”
I ended up getting a Washington Post instead of a New York Times because, well, what’s Sunday without Sunday comics and an agony column?
Southern California Does Have Four Seasons 0
Mudslide, earthquake, drought, fire:
Californians Gather To Celebrate Annual Wildfire Tradition
Via the Daily Dish.
Oh Noes! 0
The same kids who used to make their beds without a fight, follow the rules and delight their parents with their generally sunny personalities somehow morph into moody, unmotivated youth who seem to delight in frustrating their loved ones and testing the limits of every rule.
It’s all in their heads. Read the article to see why.
Swamp Gas 0
Normally, I wouldn’t pay attention to something like an internecine blog war between an anonymous-author-turned-reporter and a Constitutional-lawyer-turned-blogger, but comment number 26 is an absolute hoot.
Afterthought: Greenwald’s response here.
Addendum after Reading All the Comments:
The latest line is Greenwald by two touchdowns and a safety.
Addendum-dee-dum-dum:
It is rather curious how political reporters tend to characterize bloggers as anonymous, even when they are not and may, like Geenwald, never have been anonymous.
In Absentia 0
In New Brunswick, N. J.:
And that’s only the first page of the book the judge threw.
Death Panels 0
The real ones.
Clearly a Rhetorical Question 1
Steve Benen asks a question:
So, at any point in 2001, did the Bush White House turn to Bill Clinton and Al Gore and ask, “How did you do it? What were the keys to keeping this country safe over that period of time?” I think we can probably guess the answer.
Where is Osama bin Laden again?
Via Atrios.
Drink Liberally . . . 0
at Triumph Brewing Company, 2nd and Chestnut, Philadelphia, Pa., USA, Tuesday, 6. p.
Triumph has a tasty and creative menu and there is ample parking at the meters on Front (three hour parking at $2.00 per hour). If you drive, take the Callowhill exit off I-95, turn left on 4th, then left on Market, then right on 2nd. When you get to Society HIll Towers, turn left, then left on Front. That will put you near the metered parking without having to make a U-ie.
Glomarization has public transit directions if you’re close enough to take a SEPTA tank.
I don’t think I’ll be there. I have a lot to do this week and I still haven’t found my diligence.
Fill in for me. That’s “Scotch, rocks, water on the side” and, most often, the hummus platter.
. . . oh, yeah, and live charitably.
New Entry in Blogroll 0
From time to time, I tinker with my sidebar. That thing over there
that almost no one (spellcheck won’t find missing words) looks at after the first visit.
Usually the tinkering takes the form of adding or removing a plugin (like that “Deep Tho’ts from John Handey” thingee that every once in a while rolls over and plays dead) or changing the order of stuff (as when I moved the “Search” window higher, which I did because I use it frequently to make sure I’m not repeating myself or to remind myself of exactly what I might have driveled on about in the past).
Some while ago, I gave the blogroll a major trim and restyling, reflecting more my changing interests since I first set it up than anything about who might have been removed from it. I tried to do two things: cut it down to a manageable length and reduce the number of big, well-known sites that most folks are likely to have bookmarked anyway, unless they were sites that I regularly visit myself.
Today I added a new link to the Blogroll. I wouldn’t usually mention that, except that this blog is particularly creative.
I’d suggest starting with this post.
Afterthought:
He calls himself a libertarian. He seems saner than most libertarians I’ve known personally, most of whom could give how-to lessons on dogmatism to Jesuits.
Dustbiters 0
Ain’t no more:
The countdown continues.







