Monday, September 29, 2008

Two weeks?

That's what happens when you can guide a missile by satellite, you lose track of the little people..

Anyway, every day, my financial analysis blog post gets a page longer in my head as events go faster and faster.

So, here is today's smartest thing ever said: "We paid $1 trillion to avoid being socialized. We can make the money back. We damn well know that structural changes could be forever."

Aside from that, on various blogs and to various conservatives, I have been pounding the following points for at least a week. McCain and/or Bush need to get ahead of this thing. They needed to put the blame squarely on Fannie Mae, Freddie Mac (FFMM). They needed to establish that this was not a failure of the mythical unregulated free market, but a result of a blatantly corrupt, unregulated government sponsored enterprise that protected its corruption by making political contributions.

But, McCain and Bush are just too lad-di-dah sweet and non-partisan to actually defend themselves and now they have ended up wearing this mess.

Some people suggest that they held their tongues to be problem solvers. That idea is stupid because the debate is now framed. Forget ACORN, FFMM, CDMA, and at least 17 attempts since 2001 to fix this shit. The moonbats have their meme...damn you Bush!

So, I have a topic label entitled why won't this country hurry up and explode so I can blame it on Bush? Well, the country took a big hit, it's not exploded, but I guess if you predict rain for 7 years, you can eventually take credit for rain, right?

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Hey, hey, what's going on with Joe?

So, I am still buzzing because I had a great work out. Today's chest routine started heavy.
275 3 times;
255 6 times;
235 8 times;
225 8 times; and
225 7 times.
As the kids would say, daayam.
What does this mean for P90X?
Well, I dig some of their routines. But I feel that there isn't as much of a strength component. So, I mix in real world weights, running, and other cardio to keep it fresh. So, in the past week, it's been mini-tri on cardio. Chest-tri-shoulder dvd, bicep and back dvd, plyometrics, heavy arms-triceps-back, and now heavy chest.
Still, kids, it's all about the diet. Still working on that.

I bought the new Metallica album. My first impression is that there is no hook. that middle aged has taken away the sense of crushing oppression and doom from the music, and that Rick Rubin has melded Metallica's sound into something almost generic. But as I listen now, I am warming up to it. We die hard, or whatever it's called is pretty good. I still don't think there are any hooks, think about the good old stuff, the doo-do-do-doo, ba whamp ba whamp isn't there.

Also, I think Lars's drums are mellower too.

On the other hand, Fuel had no hook, but it had the Lars drums and it had speed and for once some melody.

James's voice is also off. He's not singing in a Metallica manner. He's actually trying to sing at points. He's just yelling at others. There is just not enough of macho there or his classic "-uh" style. Like "seeeeeee seeeeeek-uh and destroy-uh."

I am listening to something now with a RATM'ish intro. It's too slick, man, give me devil music dammit!

UPDATE
Nope, the new album just went up a few pegs to pretty good on the second listen, so this album isn't like St. Anger where I had to force myself to appreciate the train wreck acoustic-aesthetics (obviously there is a better word for that). No, this album simply had to get past its newness.

I think I was thrown off by the new tricks these old dogs learned. I swear, at points, I could detect some Zepplin, some Rage, and even some Helmet (!). Yes, We Die Hard and Day That Never Comes are both radio friendly and awesome. The instrumental just rocks. Although, that instrumental is like a bad girl friend, just as soon as you're like "oh yeah, that's the stuff," the song figuratively fixes its hair or answers the phone. Well, not answer the phone bad, but I question the arrangement. Why interrupt a good guitar riff with a lame one? I think they were trying to be Metallica choppy, but it doesn't help.
And at other points, the album is like a mind reader, I was thinking to myself, "you know what would be good here...some of this or some of that," and at that point, I guess Rick Rubin agreed because all of the sudden the missing element is inserted.
Good album. Not the Black Album good, but Load good.
Oh yeah, Palinmania!

No, I am not talking about the good feelings and lead in the polls that Governor Palin has brought to the Maverick/Barracuda ticket. I am talking about the insane mania that Palin has brought to the cocooned media and the insane left...but those categories are redundant.

First off, I would like to blog about Palin the governor, her fast rise, her accomplishments and the things I find positive about her. But instead, I have to lay some ground rules. After a year of Saint Obama, I just hope that my side doesn't do the same with her. She's good. Got it. I am at least comforted that the sort of mush minded thought processes that made Senator Uh from Ill-uh-noise into a demi-god doesn't occur on our side.

No, instead I am going to write about how upset I am. Yes. Fucking pissed off. The treatment of Palin has gone from slanderous to simply the worst shit I have had to sit through in years. And I've had to sit through the rise of Alinsky disciple (Alinsky BTW dedicated his book Rules for Radicals to Satan) Hopey McChangealot and just wonder if I am living in Gotham city and Raz Al Guhl has put his crazy dust in the air and I am the only person who was inoculated.

No.

This post is about "Jesus was a community organizer and Pilate was a governor."

What the fucking fuck? I mean seriously, what the fucking fuck? No, seriously, are you fucking kidding me? What? What?!?!

The first time I heard that phrase, I gamefuly played along, I thought to myself, "No, Jesus was handed over to the community organizers after Pilate washed his hands."
But then, the more I heard this idiotic mantra repeated, the more the sheer idiocy of it struck me.

First, you are insulting my intellect.
I can't believe that this passes for a thought in the "reality based community." Who is supposed to be persuaded by that line? Seriously, does the Obama camp believe that someone who cares about things like Jesus would say, "oh yeah, now that you mention it..."

No, this line has zero capacity to persuade. Instead, it's a feel good throwaway line by clueless anti-religious types. Why do I say anti-religious types? Because only someone who does not have the slightest care about religion, or at least Christian theology, would say such a thing.

Nonetheless, let's game this out, what is the point of this quip?
Is Obama Jesus? No, his supporters say, we're just saying...
Is Palin supposed to be Pontius Pilate? Er, no, his supporters say, we don't think so.
What? Are governors bad? No, they say, it's just that Community Organizers do things like help people who the politicians have screwed.
Uh, what does that mean? Well, you see, uh...
Aren't these people living in a democrat state run by democrats and didn't they work in a plant that was run by democrat machine union types
? I think you're being racist by your negative implications about Community Organizers!
Didn't Obama say that he had to prove that he was, ah, hued enough to get that job
? Yes, but he only said it when he didn't think it would matter.

Ok, so here we go. No, Obama is not Jesus, nor is he like Jesus. Palin is not like Pilate.

And also, apparently, executive experience is a negative because, uh, Obama doesn't have any. No, seriously, what are they saying, that yeah sure Palin rose fast, changed things up, and governed based on a clear set of principles but you know, uh, that is where the thought process ends. Pilate was a governor. That's it that's all the intellect we have to fight back with.

All you are left with is a shell of an insult, an insult that is repeated because the teller of that insult believes that religious types will be so duped by anything with Jesus in it that they'll flush their brains down the toilet. It's empty, it's insulting to it's intended audience, and it makes no sense.

Oh, so let's get insulted by the religious aspect.

Fuck you, Obama, you are not Jesus. How about that? Pretty cut and dried. Jesus delivered the word of God, gave his life so that we can be forgiven for our sins, and various other theological points. Obama worked as hired muscle for Chicago machine politics. He studied under Alinsky. He went to hate monger Rev. Wright's church. He chills with terrorists.

A little research on Obie's actual job:

"First, he got community members to demand a job center that would provide job referrals, but there were few jobs to distribute. Then, he tried to create what he called a "second-level consumer economy" in Roseland consisting of shops, restaurants, and theaters. This, too, went nowhere."
Ah, but then "what we could do was begin to improve basic services at Altgeld--get the toilets fixed, the heaters working, the windows repaired."

There you go. It sounds more like the Mario Bros. were Community Organizers.
One of the fifteen different things that now piss me off about Obama is that he seems to buy into his own messianic propaganda.

Ugh, disgusting.

Third, there's the mindless repetition.

This closely mirrors my first point but the distinction is that this stupid ass meme has grown from a blog post to a fully grown talking point mouthed by Donna Brazille. It's a stupid idea from a stupid campaign that thinks that by belittling executive experience, their candidate's complete lack of accomplishment can be spun away.

It's creepy and it highlights the symbiotic ties between Obama and the media.

Sorry, the outright lying and media framing of this woman is outrageous. It's also amazing that Obama could get by scott free when nearly every charge against Palin goes 10 times worse for him.
Palin being portrayed as a talking in tongues bible thumper while mentioning Rev. Wright is a no-no.
Fantasizing about her husband's so called secessionist fervor while ignoring bomber Bill Ayers.

Maybe actual problem solving doesn't count as intellectual curiosity, but it demonstrates the ability to achieve and lead. This woman rose fast but she has accomplished reform and has governed during that time. Obama's rise from the swamps of Chicago machine politics and his failed efforts as an organizer show the opposite.

A little wandering off the main point of this post because this is not a compare and contrast between the two because Maverick is who Obama is running against, but I would vote for Palin over Obama for president too. Obama is awful in every sense of the word. No, I am ticked because the sliming of Palin has gone mainstream. It was one thing when insane bloggers question the parentage of hey youngest child, but now ABC decides to simply change her words to make her sound crazy and uninformed.

The part of the interview that struck me was when she called out Gibson on his dead lie about her "exact words." She called him on it. He maintained. She said, well, I was paraphrasing a lincoln speech. ABC cut the exchange to make it appear that she agreed with Gibson.

GIBSON: You said recently, in your old church, "Our national leaders are sending U.S. soldiers on a task that is from God."

PALIN: You know, I don't know if that was my exact quote.

GIBSON: Exact words.

PALIN: But the reference there is a repeat of Abraham Lincoln's words when he said -- first, he suggested never presume to know what God's will is, and I would never presume to know God's will or to speak God's words.


Oh and then, the Russia thing, where her comments about the basic idea of what to do if a member of NATO were invaded was twisted into some sort of warmongerish bloodlust instead of :

Asked whether the United States would have to go to war with Russia if it invaded Georgia, and the country was part of NATO, Palin said: “Perhaps so.”

“I mean, that is the agreement when you are a NATO ally, is if another country is attacked, you’re going to be expected to be called upon and help,” she said.

Grow Up Media, please? I wish I could do more, I don't buy your papers, I don't watch your tv shows. All I can do is give money to these people so that maybe they can win despite your lies.


Thursday, September 11, 2008


Seven years ago I woke up on a couch. I said goodbye to a friend as she went to her second day of work. I decided to turn on the TV and the morning show was interrupted by Diane Sawyer. Apparently, a small plane had hit one of the towers. A tiny, little, itty-bitty plane.

I saw a blip in the background shot before the news reporters did. Why is that jet in the city? MOTHER FUCKING BOOM.
Bastards.
I looked out the window and saw a column of smoke coming from Arlington. You know, where the Pentagon is.
I heard rumors of bombs going off in the State Dept. I had visions of chemical weapons being released. I saw police on top of the Supreme Court, on guard.
We all remember something.
But do we remember the
right things? Are you a truther? Were you more upset that these attacks would make Bush more popular? Did you think that America's chickens had come home to roost? Was this the world finally fighting back against America's representation as the hegemony of capitalist exploitation?
Wrong.
You must remember this: Islamic terrorists intent on creating a new Islamic Caliphate attacked us. Our existence as the preeminent country in the world was an insult to Allah, one that must be punished because only his kingdom should be supreme. That, to our enemies, death was as much of a goal of their actions as any motivation you or I would have. These people trained in plain sight for months as a politically correct FBI refused to appear prejudicial by investigating Muslims for potential terrorist activities. That the Clinton Justice Dept. had put up a legal wall that separated military-style intelligence from police-style field work. Remember too that one flight fought back when they learned that death was their captors' motivation, when they learned that there was nothing the government could do, and when they realized that there was nothing to bargain for. They fought back. Don't forget that we can always fight back, that killing terrorists doesn't make more terrorists, it makes us appear stronger. People are less likely to attack a strong, confident enemy. Finally, realize that there are Madrassas in America funded by Saudis that preach Islamic radicalism to their kids. The enemy is still there.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

what is it the kids say?
Daaaayaaaammmm
New favorite P90X dvd is the Chest, shoulders, Triceps routine.
Biceps and Back, Chest and Back can go sit and spin for all I care. Those routines suck, they are too hard. I like the effort put into the biceps routine, but, Tony, come on. Just break down and buy a prayer bench.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

At work. Looking out the window. It's only 7:30...but it's getting dark
WTF?
Summer, I hardly knew ya.
Things are changing, seasons. Football is back. Brett's a Jet. How about calling him Jett Favre. That's mine, you can't use it.
Oh TV, too. House should be on soon.
Entourage returned last night. Oh that Turtle! He’s such a scamp…

Still, sometimes…that show strikes me as creepy, what with that show glamorizing all those worthless Hollywood people.
It just reminds me of a story a friend told me recently. And by friend, I mean a special friend. Anyway, pretty gal, the type that make men act a little silly. Anyway, she happened to date this one Hollywood type: some blue eyed, sensitive, douchenozzle Hollywood type. Had the whole Italian, slicked hair thing going on. Oh, they met back in NY before douchie McNozzle struck it, ahem, “big.” Apparently, the guy is a triple threat: producer, singer, director. Hell, he maybe even writes, I don’t know. Let's call it a quadruple threat.
Good times. Oh wait, quintuple threat, maybe he was an actor too, because the guy was apparently very smooth and duplicitous (that reminds me, get the comfortable liar by chevelle clip for the blog).
Anyway, my special little buddy momentarily fell under the seductive hypnotic gaze from the dude. She was charmed by his lilting voice and lovely emotions. You know, the weight of the world (good album, BTW) being so much to bear, so much cruelty, only you in my life can make things right. blah blah blah. Poetry and crying, I guess. Eventually, my special little friend moved on, deciding that it would be fun to date men again.
But get this, dude managed to get himself married recently. I’m sure it was a lovely wedding. Of course, you know the type, he even made his own vanity “Look at me! I am creative and romantic and therefore special” vanity wedding-video. He’s in the biz, you know. Least he could do to show how much of special snowflake he is and, I guess, what a precious snowflake his wife is too.
Really, it's all about them showing off. Some egos just need to be stroked, oh he's so creative. Whatever, I suppose it’s like getting the employee discount for family members in any other job: you marry a Hollywood type, you get a free commemorative movie. And, this being hollywood, maybe free breadsticks when you visit the restaurant where they wait tables. So, yay, a free, poorly-produced movie that people are now going to be forced to watch. I just hope there's an open bar.
It’s just too bad that he is still calling my special friend trying to get back together. I guess that is one way to calm the pre-wedding jitters, asking to get back together with an old flame. Personally, I think I was planning on drinking. So, yeah, what kind of threat is that? Octuple threat? Actor, Producer, Writer, Singer, Dancer, Director, Stalker, Lying Scumbag.
Hollywood.
Geeez. Some people are so two-faced.
I mean think about it. This guy proposes to a girl and is still chasing tail. The guy probably used all sorts of emotionally touching phrases and gestures. It's his repertoire, you know? I've personally seen shit like that in action. A romantic dinner is just another performance. Smaller stage, but it's still a stage.
The guy even made a vanity video, it's what he does, here is an expression of my creativity directed towards you, sugar (but it's really about me). "Oh, by the way, that girl I dated a couple of years ago, the one that broke up with me? Yeah, I can't stop thinking of her, would leave you for her in a second." What? That tidbit didn't make it into the video? Dude, you sold out, going for the market-tested, derivative ending, man! I guess we'll just have to wait the director's commentary on the dvd.
But you know, seasons change, people don't change. Or maybe they do. Maybe this guy's behavior is the result of the type of low self-esteem, high maintenance people that go into the "hey, look at me type," of work. I dunno, ignorance is bliss though. I'm just saying is all...