August, 2015 archive
Alfred Doblin sees similarities between a certain two loud-mouthed substance-less bullies. Here’s a bit from the opening of the article; follow the link for the rest.
. . . I clearly recall a conversation we had when Christie was making his first run for governor of New Jersey in 2009. I expressed my frustration over the lack of details from candidate Christie; he was not giving specifics about what he would do if elected. That was intentional, I was told. While Jon Corzine, the not-popular Democratic incumbent, had to defend his record, all Christie had to offer was a promise of change.
The campaign message was: “Trust me. Details to come.”
Christie bested Corzine.
Rock beat paper.
Now Donald Trump is soaring in the polls, while Christie, a politician with a record to defend, is in a free fall. Trump is running Christie’s 2009 campaign. No details. Just loud assurances that if elected, he will fix things.
Rock still beats paper.
Bennett Cerf told the story of an American tourist who visited a little shop in the provinces.
Eventually, he picked up a wine skin, wandered over to the clerk, and asked, “What about water?”
The clerk gasped. “Water. Non non. Water rots the insides, water erodes the brain, water destroys!”
The tourist says, “So you mean I can’t put water in the wine skin?”
“Oh, monsieur, of course you can. I thought you were going to drink it.”
A polite society is a clean society.
And a clean society, it seems, is a stupid society.
I saw a car sporting one of those bumper stickers the other day when I was running errands. I need a word for my reaction. How’s about “creepy” + “icky” = “creecky”?
Via Job’s Anger.
Shaun Mullen explains Trumposis. Here are some characteristics of those susceptible to it.
- They vote Republican when they vote, which is not particularly frequently and sometimes not at all.
- People who hate complexity and want simple solutions to difficult problems seem especially vulnerable.
- If they see something on television, they believe it must be true, and many sufferers worship celebrities.
- Even though sufferers think they hate the super rich, they secretly worship their extravagant lifestyles.
- They are racist and nativist in outsized numbers and believe America was made for whites and should remain white.
- They are prone to hysteria and Nobody Understands Us convulsions.
Learn more about this scary new ailment at Shaun’s place.
Note that epidemics of this nature are not unprecedented in American history.
From the Autobiography of Frederick Douglass:
James E. Causey calls out a misdirection play much in the news these days, one used to distract from one real issue by talking about another one (emphasis added).
I don’t understand why we can’t talk about black-on-black crime and police brutality at the same time. Why do we have to treat the two issues separately? It’s like saying that if blacks stopped killing blacks tomorrow then police brutality will suddenly stop. We know that’s not the case.
Follow the link for more.
It’s a thing.
My local rag has an extensive story about it.
The stakes are high: Misclassified employees can lose eligibility for such benefits as unemployment insurance and Social Security. The practice also shorts law-abiding businesses out of contracts and governments out of tax money.
Neither the federal nor state government has a solid handle on how often it happens. The Economic Policy Institute, a Washington think tank, estimated in a report in June that 10 percent to 20 percent of employers misclassify workers.
Virginia audited 2,120, or about 1 percent, of the state’s 188,585 employers in 2010. About 28 percent, or 584, had misclassified workers.
This little pile of electrons turned 10 years old on Thursday.
Who wudda thunk?
There is no truth to the rumor that one must pass an “a$$hole test” to purchase a BMW.
The Inverse Relationship, though, is true: The smaller the BMW, the bigger the–oh, never mind.
In Japan Times, Jeff Kingston rounds up international views of Donald Trump. It’s not pretty. Here’s a bit:
. . . Michael Cucek, a lecturer at Sophia University, reminds us that “as the essential nation, the U.S. cannot indulge itself with electing a boorish moron as its president. The U.S. has already tried that once this century with devastating results.”
In a Kraft cheese field of ludicrous dolts, Trump stands out like a ripe Gorgonzola.
“Trump is the P.T. Barnum of American politics but with a serious twist: he’s given Americans who are so tired of ‘politics as usual’ and political correctness an outlet to feel free again,” says Nancy Snow, professor emeritus of communications at California State University, Fullerton.
If I were a Gogonzola, I would be insulted. Limburger would have been a more apt comparison. (I purchased a bit of Limburger once, determined to try it, not believing it could smell as noxious as reputed. That was a mistake; I couldn’t get it past my nose.)