Archive for September, 2006

All sales are final.

The Washington Monthly has posted a series of columns by conservatives who believe that the Republicans should lose the November elections. My first reaction to this was one of smug satisfaction. After reading the columns, however, my exultation has subsided, and I am left with suspicion. Is this buyer’s remorse simply a way for conservatives to evade responsibility for fixing the problem they created?

As far as one can tell from these columns, the only alternative to a Republican Congress is a Democratic Congress. Most of the authors extol the virtues of divided government, citing Reagan and Eisenhower as models. Yet there are no calls for restructuring the two-party system, unless you count Richard Viguerie’s vage assertion that “A Republican loss this year could lead to a rebirth of the conservative movement, as a Third Force independent of any political party.” In lieu of changing the party they helped put into power, these columnists would rather leave it to the Democrats to rein in the monster.

Only one of the columns concerns itself with perhaps the most disturbing aspect of this administration: its blatant Christian ideology. Our political language has been re-cast in terms of Good™ versus Evil™. Such rhetoric enables the administration to shame its critics – if you’re anti-war or pro-choice, you’re on the side of Evil™. Yet five of seven columnists choose to overlook this issue in favor of bemoaning profligacy and expanded regulation. The sixth, who decries Bush’s abuse of Presidential power, seems completely blind to the link between this phenomenon and the God Is On Our Side! mindset which infuses All Things Bush.

So while I agree with the premise (Down with the Bush Administration! GOP must lose in November!), I disagree with the explanation (This “Bush” – it came out of nowhere! We are shocked!) and the proposed solution (Let the Democrats either fix it or die trying – we’ll take either one!). If the conservatives really want to make things better for themselves and the world, they need to rethink their strategy.


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Simple math: Knitwear + Flailing = Delightful.

BE WARNED: I watched this at work, with the sound off. I have no idea whether she sounds more like a soaring nightingale or a drowning crow.

Camille – Ta Douleur.

(I’d be douleureuse too if I were attacked by a voracious skein of Wool-Ease®.)

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Still a little broken.

  • I have glanced around the blogosphere this morning, and I am struck by the number of people who aren’t writing about 9/11 today. I mean, it makes sense, really. We’re five years on, and people have talked it out over and over until, I’m sure, they’re exhausted. But for some of us who were there, or very close, the wound is still raw. I honestly thought it might just be me, until I talked to a woman at a party this weekend. She worked for FOX News in Manhattan when the attacks took place, and we shared stories of panicking at mysterious smells in our office buildings and feeling earthquakes that aren’t there.
  • Since 9/11, I’ve developed asthma and an intermittent burning sensation in my chest that worsens with stress. Yes, the latter has been checked by a doctor, and no, they couldn’t find anything wrong with me. Of course, I also moved to Los Angeles in the intervening period, so who knows which of the two events had more to do with it.
  • I am officially sick and tired of the “terrorists hate freedom” rhetoric. That’s ridiculous. Regardless of how one feels about their actions, Islamist terrorists hate U.S. foreign policy. It is insulting our intelligence to pretend otherwise.
  • I find it strange that my clearest memory of 9/11 and the following days is this: I walked out of my Brooklyn building into the clear morning, looked up into the brilliant blue sky, and thought, “What a beautiful day.” Then, on the other side of my parking lot, I saw a woman from the telephone company standing by her truck and crying hysterically. Her radio was turned up loud. I was so concerned for her that I didn’t process what the radio was saying. When I ran over and asked what was wrong, she just pointed behind me. I turned around and saw the sky filling with smoke. I have many (awful) memories of the following minutes, hours, and days, but nothing is so vivid as that first moment.
  • Damn, I’m weepy today.

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Blog contest, brought to you by my snarky side.

There is a blog out there, which I will neither name nor link here, because what I am about to say is maybe not so nice. The guy who writes it is somewhat notorious in local knitting circles for having a wide streak of The Crazy. He showed up not long ago and immediately started his own knitting group (fine), which he advertised heavily (fine) in poor English (okay) with four million seven thousand nine hundred and eighty-nine exclamation points after every sentence (arghh! See? One is plenty).

His blog is similarly bedecked with a surfeit of punctuation:

Iam going to wear with my new “Option-G” T-shirt i brought it online!!!!! It will be great match!! Dont you think? OLIVE with GRAY!!!

And so on.

I check this scourge of syntax occasionally, partly because he actually seems to be a good knitter and dyer-of-yarn, but also because I derive a sort of There-But-For-The-Grace thrill from watching the language tortured so cruelly. Occasionally, my perusal yields unexpected fruit.

Also i was really hard time with this stitch..I was sooo fucking confuse this stitch..What is this fuckling this mean?

And that, with a little inspiration from the ever-parsing Laurie Ann, brings us to our contest.

What is this fuckling? Is it an ugly fuckling? An Easter fuckling? Does it swim? Does it fly? What does it look like?

Make me a fuckling. Draw it, knit it, carve it out of squash, whatever you will. But make me a fuckling. Then take a picture, and send it to me with a short (100 words or less) biography of your creation: uccellina at pacbell dot net.

I give you until the new moon – Friday, September 22, at midnight. Winners will be chosen, and prizes will be sent.

You have your mission. Now go.

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Both timely and fabulous.

Via Feministing, a Department of Labor & Wage Public Service Announcement, from 1974.

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Yesterday, when Lawyer came in, he cheerfully announced that I was to meet with some clients today. In their office. An hour or more away. Oh – and I had to draw up all of their estate documents by the end of the day. Which is fine and all, but it means I didn’t get through much of the Pile of Doom. And today is my knitter’s – I mean “file clerk’s” – first day, so I’ll be supervising her all morning.

Thankfully, Elsewhere tagged me with this meme, thereby providing me an easy out for today.

1. One book you have read more than once

The Just So Stories, by Rudyard Kipling. O, my Best Beloved, I have
read it at least a thousand and three times. Most recently, while walking with Husband to brunch, I read to him the stories of How The Rhinocerous Got His Skin, How The Camel Got His Hump, and The Cat Who Walked By Himself. Most astounding to relate, I read aloud as I walked, and did not fall down.

2. One book you would want on a desert island.

How to Survive On A Desert Island. Or perhaps The Swiss Family
. Because I’d need all the tips I could get.

3. One book that made you laugh.

The Treehorn Trilogy, by Florence Parry Heide. Treehorn is a small boy with a unique outlook on the world. Sometimes he shrinks, much to his parents’ irritation.

4. One book that made you cry.

The Time Traveler’s Wife, by Audrey Niffeneger. A book about love across years. Husband and I read it together, trading it back and forth, and as we read we said over and over again, “it’s about us!” Then we reached the end, and said tearfully, “it’s not about us.”

5. One book you wish you had written.

The Last Unicorn, actually written by Peter S. Beagle. I would also
cheerfully take credit for Little, Big, by John Crowley.

6. One book you wish had never been written.

Pick anything by Ann Coulter.

7. One book you are currently reading.

The Passion of Mary Magdalen
, by my friend Elizabeth Cunningham.

8. One book you have been meaning to read.

The Life Of Pi, by Yann Martel, on Miss Kendra’s recommendation.

9. One book that changed your life.

The Armless Maiden, a collection edited by Terri Windling, of the Endicott Studio. This book really opened up new ways of telling stories for me.

10. Now tag five people:

You, you, you, you, and you.

Now my knit – er, File Clerk is here, and I must go pretend to be all grown up.

Edited to add: I have an idea – why don’t y’all pick one or more of these questions and answer them in comments?

Also: The typewriter is bent on my destruction.

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I’m sorry.

I may not get around to blogging today.

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Rabbit, rabbit.

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