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Some like it RAW! R. Alex Whitlock is the primary author of the site. He is a freelance writer presently working on his second novel and working a solo IT position for an oil services company in the Houston area. -- Lovely Assistant Poster Girl helps RAW out with posts from time to time. She is a college student also based out of Houston, Texas. CONTACT US!
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Tuesday, December 31, 2002
SELF-PITYORAMA, PART FIVE: THEY CAME FOR THE CDs AND STAYED FOR THE LAPTOP My friend Brian said that, in my shoes, he'd have gone apeshit. Kevin says that he'd be out for blood. Surprisingly, I'm not as angry as I would have been. I'm not even as angry as I was prior to realizing that the laptop was among the stolen goods. What really pissed me off was the realization the CDs were gone. Not just that I lost 20 or so original CDs (as opposed to burned), but that four of them were signed by Mark David Manders while we were both in a drunken stupor. It's a memory I'm never going to forget, but the beer-soaked CD that Manders didn't want to sign to begin with and the other three. that pissed me off. But when I realized that the laptop was gone, I realized the depth of what had happened... and it's too big to get angry about, really. Or maybe the shock of having the shell out $2,000 to replace the bare minimum of what was taken hasn't sunk in yet. But really, what can ya do? Be thankful my new digital camera wasn't in the car, I suppose. Of course, a question I'm being asked is whether or not I've "learned my lesson" in regards to leaving things in the car. Really, though, the big things were only there because of an avalanche of circumstances. It's the second time my CDs have been taken, though. My friend Jay suggests I stop keeping my CDs in there. Truthfully, without the CDs and CD player, they never would have broken into the car to begin with. The laptop was in what looks like a simple knapsack, so there's no way they saw it. Chances are they saw the portable CD player, the CD binder (but not the original presses, which were covered), and the tons of covered stuff and figured there was stuff in there worth having. But I think about taking the CDs with me when I leave the car, and I'm just reluctant to. For the same reason I'm not as angry as I could be, I think. At the end of the day, it's just stuff. A lot of stuff and stuff that costs money, but I bought that stuff for a reason. Okay, two reasons and the second being so I could have it and some asshole with a cocaine fix won't pawn it, but the main reason is that I want to use it. I don't want to spend all my time looking after it and given my propensity to lose things, that's what I'd have to do. I lose and break a lot of things and I've gotten so tired and frustrated with it that I can't let it get to me anymore. I'm not positive the car was locked when the CDs were jacked the first time. This time it was locked so they just busted open the window. If I leave stuff in the apartment, they can just steel it from there. What's the point? I'll just count my blessings that I can afford to replace it all. The new laptop is on its way. But you can sure as hell bet that one is never spending the night in my car. Ever. Sorry bout the excessive self-indulgence of today. Regular posting will resume tomorrow. -30- MUMBLE GRUMBLE, PART FOUR: MAYBE Y'ALL CAN HELP ME 95% of the CDs were taken were burned. I generally don't keep the original copies in the car (for this reason). Even the original copies I had out there were burned, with the exception of two: 1. Jason Boland's Live at Billy Bob's and 2. Max Stalling's Comfort in the Curves Anyone that has these CDs burned and would like to donate to the Alex Recovering His Crap Fund in the form of MP3s... it'd be greatly appreciated. -30- DAG NABBIT, PART THREE: WHAT I LOVE ABOUT TEXAS When I was filing the report for the stolen property, the cop took pains to point out: 1. It's legal to carry a concealed gun in Texas 2. If you catch him in your car, it's the same as catching them in your house. You can shoot them. 3. The police can't be everywhere, after all. -30- DAG NABBIT, PART TWO: ANOTHER LETTER TO ANOTHER SCUM-SUCKING, FORTUNATE THEIF When my CDs were stolen in August, I wrote this letter to the thief. It's sad that I can basically have a template for people stealing my stuff, but oh well. Presented and adjusted for the new thief who took a lot more than just my CDs (green is new stuff, strikethrough is what the replaced text said): Dear Person That At first I thought There are too many great artists for me to name all of the good ones. One way you can tell is by quantity. If they are store-bought, it means I once liked it enough to buy the entire thing. Good stuff. If they get two CDs that don't have the same handwritten title, that means that I like them enough that my favorite songs don't fit on a single CD. If there are two CDs delineated by Version numbers (ie Great Divide v1 and v2) they are going to mostly contain the same music. I reburned them because I didn't like the track order. That means that I care enough about the artist that I wanted a better homebrewed CD, so they're good, too. If there is only one CD in there of an artist, you may want to give it a listen. If the original copy is in there, that means I liked it enough to buy the whole shebang, so you had better appreciate them, asswipe. Sadly, you probably disdain country music, otherwise I'd recommend a song by Jason Boland called "Shot Full of Holes" which is about a guy who is a fucking thief. You should be able to relate.I'm afraid there is a strong lack of rap, but you should get your fill of songs about fellow criminals and degenerates from some of the country stuff. Think Guy Clark and Steve Earle. There is also one that I would particularly like to recommend. My best friend since the first grade Jason has two CDs in there under the band name Courtesy Flush. One from mp3.com and another that was homemade. His music is reminiscent of They Might Be Giants or Barenaked Ladies. Please give him a listen and if you like him, show him off to all your friends. It's really good stuff. "Smith's Severed Head" is a particular favorite and what I usually recommend for people I know to download from his site. If you take free stuff from other peoples' cars, the least you can friggin' do is take some of his music from online so he gets more hits and downloads. Anyhow, I'm not bitter and honestly hope that you enjoy all the CDs you've gotten. Give them a listen. You won't be disappointed, dickhead. Of course, you're probably going to pass right over my illustrious CD collection for my laptop. It's a standard IBM Thinkpad, though nearly a year old. If you go into the "Works" directory, you'll see a lot of writing by yours truly. There are three, count'em three (if you can count to three, you illiterate punk) novels in there (if you are not in fact illiterate, you illiterate punk). Unfortunately, none of the three are about grass-fornicating career criminals, so you may not be able to relate. The main character from my second novel breaks the law, though. Not sure if you'd like it, however, since he kills little fucktards like you. It also has themes of redemption and faith. Sorry, nothing about stealing other peoples' shit. Maybe next novel. Have the best time you possibly can burning in Hell, Alex PS: My friend Brian says: "You skum fucking sheep's bladder, I hope your mom's head explodes all over you, and all your children are afflicted with Down's Syndrom -- Worse than yours. Asshole." PPS: Not that I'm angry, cause if I get angry the terrorists win. -30- DAG NABBIT! PART ONE: THE TIMELINE December 19 2:00AM -- My grandmother dies 7:45AM -- My father calls to give me the news, make plans for funeral in Fort Worth December 22 5:45AM -- Prepare to leave for Fort Worth, pack up much reading material, clothes, laptop, other things to keep me over for the next couple days. December 23 10:30PM -- Get home from Fort Worth, rain is pouring down and weather is wonderfully miserable, leave things in car. December 24 7:30AM -- On my way to work, my drivers side rear tire explodes. 3:00PM -- Tire store closed for Christmas Eve 6:30PM -- Arrive at parents house, go out to Christmas Eve Parties. December 25 9:00PM -- Leave home with Dad's because his drive to work is more conducive to a donut December 26 Morning-- Tire and front windshield fixed December 30 Afternoon -- Radiator fixed 7:00PM -- Have dinner with parents to switch cars 9:00PM -- Finished eating, move everything out of Dad's car into my car, try to make room with the gifts and soforth in back. 9:15PM -- Parents leave, weather is cold and wet, will empty out car tomorrow. Lock car, go inside. December 31 2:00AM -- Go to bed 7:00AM -- Wake up 7:30AM -- Get coke from coke machine, notice rear passenger windshield out 7:35AM -- Notice everything removed from car. -30- Monday, December 30, 2002
THIS SHOULD BE REQUIRED READING FOR TEENAGE CAR-SHOPPERS... and/or their parents. The Best and Worst Makeout Cars. -30- POST-RACIAL STATE? The election of two additional black lawmakers to the Assembly Nov. 5 has pushed Nevada ahead of all other states when it comes to black representation in state Legislatures. Found this on Deregulator via Regions of Mind. Definitely worth a read. -30- FOR YOU MATH-LOVERS... ANY TAKERS? Here's a match problem for you logistical problem solver types. It's not too hard, though I goofed up on it myself. This wasn't the context in which I used it, but if I'd had more time during the November Novel project, I might have used it then. In a month where there are 30 days, 22 weekdays and 8 weekend days, frustrated author R. Alex Whitlock wrote 10,000 words. His productivity during the week was higher than on weekends for a variety of reasons. In fact, his product on a weekday averaged exactly three times his productivity average for weekend days. How many words did he writer on each weekend day? How many words did he writer on each weekday day? How many words did he write M-F the entire month? How many words did he write Saturdays and Sundays for the month? Why is he referring to himself in the third person? Is he this weird in person? How much sleep will it take to make posting like this go away? -30- WHAT I LOVE ABOUT OWEN COURREGES'S BLOG Post subtitles like this one: Defense of Sen. Patty Murray Retarted At Best -30- Sunday, December 29, 2002
FROM THE PAGES OF A MAJOR METROPOLITAN NEWSPAPER America no longer land of the free -30- WHEN I WROTE FOR THE DAILY COUGAR, I WASN'T THIS GOOD Lurking within each one of us is a facet of our personality that we continually try to suppress. Deep down, there's a part of us we're not too proud of and don't want others to see. Perhaps you're a member of People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals and have always wanted to walk down the runway in a leopard-skin coat. Maybe you're a feminist who fantasizes about stripping at Cheetah's. Brent at The Ville pointed out this Jennifer Weaver column for the Daily Aztec. I think I'm a masochist. I was more liberal in my days in the conservative suburbs. I go to a big university setting and become the most conservative writer at the paper (well, at least till Adam Elrod came along). I'm rambling. Read her column... errr... against war in Iraq, in favor of abortion choice, and a slew of other liberal platitudes. -30- Saturday, December 28, 2002
COGENT THOUGHTS ON KWANZAA Kathy Kinsley is reading my mind in this post on the neotraditional holiday of Kwanzaa: I'm basically uninterested in, and seriously unenthused about, Kwanzaa because it is a holiday to which I am uninvited because of an accident of birth. I could convert to Islam and celebrate Ramadan. I could convert to Judaism and celebrate Passover. I can celebrate the secular side of Christmas no matter what my religion (and no matter how many Christians that makes unhappy). I can attempt to become a British citizen so I can celebrate Guy Fawkes day (and they'd probably love it if I celebrated it as an American anyway). But I can't celebrate Kwanzaa because my skin isn't the right color.-30- I HAVEN'T MENTIONED CHRISTMAS IN A SINGLE POST YET I plan to post more on it and other things, but I'm waiting to see something. More about what I'm waiting to see to come next week. Tuesday or Wednesday. Till then, I'm gonna be watching what I say. Anyhow, Last Page had some helpful hints for last minute shoppers, of which I was one: Just a quick reminder that 7-11 and Texacos are almost always open for Christmas. A can of Chef-Boyar-dee's Ravioli with a pop-top, some Cool Ranch Doritos, a Twix bar and a "40" of Colt 45 could probably top the Christmas lists of any of your loved ones.Right down the street from my parents house is a convenience store. They sell watches there. The kind of watches that look nice, but cost $10 and leave your wrists green. I should know, I'm wearing one on my green wrist right now. So Christmas day I went down to the convenience store to pick up a couple odds and ends and the little watchstand was nearly empty. In all my years of going there, it's never been close to empty. Now why do you suppose it was empty? More importantly, how are they going to explain the watch's reciever why their wrists are green? -30- WELL THIS SURE IS A THOUGHTFUL CRITIQUE OF BUSH'S IRAQ POLICY It's one thing to be a hawk and have your hawkishness rooted in a cold-eyed realism and a willingness to use force, quite another to have it stem from emotional impulses arising from the fact that you grew up as a pencil neck and constantly had your lunch money stolen from you by the cool kids. So what's missing here and from the entire piece? Oh yeah, what specifically his problems with the policy are other than that it's people he doesn't like pursuing them. There's allusions on the "being too unilateral" front, but I've yet to see from him a clear explanation of what approach we could use to get the support for invading Iraq from countries that quite simply do not want us to invade Iraq. -30- REC.CRUISE.STORIES, Part 2: THE IDENTITY OF THE FANTOM SHITTER After Mr. Garland posted the original story, people piled on to hear about the rest of the story. He magnanimously complied. You asked for it. So here goes. -30- REC.CRUISE.STORIES, PART 1: MUSIC ISN'T THE ONLY THING THAT STINKS IN THE ELEVATOR My mother showed me these this morning. Since I'm guessing there's probably not a whole lot of overlap between the rec.travel.cruises usenet group and RAWbservations, I wanted to show you a humorous story you'd otherwise not read: Eileen and I were on a 19 day Atlantic crossing of the Seabourn Sun. On day 4 of this cruise, I stepped into one of the rear elevators on my way to dinner. When the doors closed I was overcome with a disgusting odor. I looked down and found that someone had left a pile of feces in the center of the elevator. I was alone in the elevator and my first thought was "what if the doors open and someone thinks that I did this." When the elevator stopped, I was relieved to find that no one was waiting there to board. I rushed to dinner and quickly told my tablemates what I had encountered. After some laughing, they convinced me to report this to purser's desk. I left the table and went to the purser's desk. -30- Friday, December 27, 2002
THE SUBJECT WITH WHICH I DARE NOT SPEAK EXCEPT FOR THIS POST In the whole Marshall/Kaus debate regarding Bill Frist and the alleged racial pandering thereof, moderate-liberal Will Saletan brings up an interesting point: I went back to Frist's 1994 campaign in search of evidence for the race-baiting theory. Instead, I found good evidence against it—evidence that the Associated Press, New York Times, and Los Angeles Times didn't include in stories mentioning the Barry remark. In July 1994, three months before he brought up Barry, Frist aired a TV ad that depicted Sasser's face on Mount Rushmore alongside the faces of Bill Clinton, Ted Kennedy, and Dan Rostenkowski. The ad called them "tax and spend career politicians." Rostenkowski was under indictment and was eventually jailed for misappropriating government funds. Does anyone else remember in 1998 when Agricultural Commissioner Rick Perry ran negative campaign ads by tying together John Sharp and Bill Clinton? If Clinton were black, would it suddenly have become racist? Just a question. Feel free to comment, I am going to avoid a drawn out argument like the plague, however. -30- CLONING AND HYGIENE Not only has this woman changed the meaning of humanity as we know it, she's done something that has far more impact in my life. She's convinced me to brush my teeth (again) right when I get home. She's also helped me out considerably with my post-holiday diet. Don't think I'll be hungry again for a while. -30- I'M NEVER GOING TO COMPLAIN ABOUT HOUSTON POLITICS AGAIN* Rolon would assign gang members fluent in English and Spanish to do door-to-door work. They'd canvass the neighborhood to see how many residents supported their candidate. Those residents were counted as "plus votes." On Election Day, his crew of gang members--a dozen per precinct--would descend on buildings with the most plus votes and urge the residents to go to the polls. If an elderly or disabled person needed a ride, it would be arranged. [sigh] *- Today. -30- Thursday, December 26, 2002
I HATE IT WHEN THIS HAPPENS I can't recommend this Jonathon Alter column on charter schools enough: The Blob’s new game, at work now in Illinois, is to pay lip service to charter schools by allowing them for special ed or disruptive students. Then the school boards get to boast that the test scores of their own conventional schools have gone up (because they don’t have to average in the weakest kids who’ve been put in charters), but the charter school scores have not. When some of these charter schools close, the establishment can say, “See! They don’t work!” Of course the fact that six percent of charter schools have been shut down, cited by critics as a sign of failure, is actually an indication that the idea is working. Unlike most conventional schools, charters actually have to perform to survive. -30- MEET THE NEW I-10, NOW KNOWN AS MIRAMAX FREEWAY The freeway chase was the first sequence the Wachowskis tackled for the sequels, and they spent months searching for the perfect location. The brothers wanted their freeway to have a sense of doom about it; not surprisingly, most urban planners try to avoid that. So the search came up empty. The brothers’ solution was a tad unconventional: they dumped the idea of shooting on an existing freeway and built their own. In February 2001, they hired a construction crew to erect a two-mile loop—complete with exit signs, dividers, an on ramp and an overpass—on an old U.S. naval base in Alameda, Calif. When they first heard the idea, the construction guys nearly keeled over. “They actually said to us, ‘We’re not doing this’,” recalls executive producer Grant Hill. “They couldn’t believe it was for a movie. They said, ‘Do you realize how much this costs?’ ” Correct answer: $300,000 per quarter mile. “We just looked at each other and said, ‘OK, we can do that’.” How many Houstonians would be willing to endure a freeway with "a sense of doom about it" in return for not having to pick up the tab? Heck, Austin's got the doom mojo without being subsidized by the movie industry! [Newsweek article via Amygala] -30- JUST TO DEMONSTRATE THAT I HAVE NOT BEEN ENTIRELY NON-PRODUCTIVE Here's my take on the recent musings of Joshua Micah Marshall. -30- Monday, December 23, 2002
Saturday, December 21, 2002
OUT OF TOWN I'm going up to Fort Worth for the funeral. No posting until Tuesday. Take care and God bless. -30- HOMETOWN FRIENDS Ran into a girlfriend that I used to date Jennifer and I never dated. We barely even talked. She is pregnant, though, with her second child. I wasn't sure it was her at first. It turned out she had seen me and was equally unsure. Her face lit up when I asked if she was who I thought she was, which was definitely a relief to me. I was hesitant to ask in case I had the wrong person and these kinds of meetings can be awkward when two people who never knew each other all that well run out of things to say. Luckily, we never did. We gave the basic updates of what we've been doing. She went to A&M and changed majors a couple times before relocating to Houston and having their first child. They just bought their first house and she's going back to school next year after the baby is born. I told her that I'd gone to the University of Houston and lived here in one part of town or another non-stop since graduation. We talked about Clear Lake High School and Seabrook Intermediate, talking about various people that we knew. "Did you know so-and-so?" "The name sounds familiar..." "She did so-and-so..." "I think I knew of her though I didn't know her personally..." When we got to CLHS there were some 3,000 students and 3,500 by the time we'd left. Also, in truth, I simply didn't know all that many people at the school. Most of my friends went to school elsewhere, I didn't participate in any extra-curricular activities, and by and large never really liked it all that much there. She didn't do much in the way of extra-currilar activities (both our names appear in the yearbook once, it would seem), but she was in honors classes whereas I was in regular. Her last name was Wilson, and mine being Whitlock we were in homeroom together throughout. Also, in junior high when class seating arrangements were done in alphabetical order, she invariably sat behind me. In Mrs. Neely's math class in the sixth grade, we passed out papers back to be graded. Apparently, I was such a good math student that she took great delight any time I got an answer wrong because it was so rare. Some years later, my skills (or interest or both) deteriorated to such a degree that my PreCal teacher would call me a degenerate. I think we talked more last night than we ever talked in our four years at Lake. What I mostly remember about her was that she was always so nice. Attractive enough to be a part of the exclusionary in-crowd, she never went that route. Most high schools are cliquish, but posh Clear Lake was moreso than most. Particularly those that came out of Clear Lake Intermediate, which Jennifer and I did not. Part of me wishes that I'd been more engaged at CLHS like I ended up being at UH. Four years there and more of my memories from that period have to do with things happening miles away in Katy, Spring, and Houston. Jennifer recognizes me, but I wonder how many will at my ten year reunion? And what was one of the first things she remembers about me? "You were always so quiet." Some things, I guess, haven't changed as much as I'd have liked. -30- THE MYSTERY OF THE DUDE IN THE WHITE HAT To the Dude in the White Hat: Say again? Oh yeah sure, I'll save your place. A beer? That'd be great! Thanks a lot! To the Blond in the White Button Shirt and Jeans: Huh? Say again? My friend? Are you talking about Jennifer? Oh, 'that guy', that helps. Doug's in the back making out with his girlfriend so I have no idea who you're talking talking about. OH! The Dude in the White Hat! He's not my friend, sorry. Yeah, I guess he is attractive. I only talked to him a couple minutes ago. No, I don't know if he's single. Hell, I don't even know his name. Sorry. If you say he has a great smile, I'll just take your word on that. He does look familiar, I'll grant you that. No, I don't know him. Sorry. You can come up and talk to him when he gets back. You want to pretend to know me to talk to him? Knock yourself out... oh, it's Alex. Bye. To the Dude in the White Hat: Thanks, man. Can you save my spot this time? [later] Oh, my turn to save your spot? Sure thing. To the Brunette in the Red Tube Shirt Huh? My friend? The Dude in the White Hat? No, I don't really know him. Yeah, I know who you're talking about... the one that bought me the beer. He's just a really nice guy. No clue. I can't introduce you really because I don't know him or you. Yes, I've heard he has a nice smile. Yeah, he does look familiar, doesn't he? Maybe he's a musician? I really don't know. Yeah, okay, bye. Dub Miller to the audience: ... and I'd also like to thank a couple special guests who showed up tonight. Wade Bowen of West 84 [not him] some other guy who is not the Dude in the White Hat... To Monica: Oh, hello. No, I'm really sorry, I don't know who he was, but I think he's left. Sorry, maybe next time. Oh, me? I'm Alex, you are? Pleasure to meet you Monica... -30- LETTERS TO PEOPLE WHO DON'T READ THIS BLOG This is a new feature, or something to that effect. I have a full post but I won't quite be in shape to write it until tomorrow. Right now, you get this. Dear lead-singer-of-the-opening-band-at-the-Firehouse, You were really quite good, and I don't say that freely. A good compliment of rock and country. The lead guitarist was quite good. Alas, I'm not here to talk to him. I'm here to talk to you. Or type, as it were. All evidence suggests that you are a pretty young guy. Younger than me, I'd suspect. As such, we gotta talk. I admire your enthusiasm and you dressing and acting the part of a rocker. There's only one problem, and I think you know what it is. At least, I hope so. Maybe you don't, in which case we definitely gotta talk. If you're younger than me, I admit that it's totally unfair. I mean, completely. Genetics is the cruelest science. Nonetheless, you need to face the genetics you're up against. Long hair can make you look like a rocker, to a point. Unfortunately, it also had certain side-effects when you're body is conspiring against you as I fear yours is. No matter how long you grow your hair out, if I can see the reflection of the lights in your balding scalp, it just doesn't look right. The longer the hair, the more right it doesn't look. You may think we didn't notice but, dude, really, we have eyes. I hear shaved heads are all the rage and I suggest you look into that. Maybe Rogain, which I head is quite effective. Charlie Robison even mentions it in a song. No one will know! Sincerely, The Writer of The Blog You Don't Read -30- Friday, December 20, 2002
NO UPSIDE TO FILESWAPPING FOR THE INDUSTRY, NO SIRREE This one is for Owen (do a search for "Pirates"). Found and commented upon by Eric Olsen over at Blogcritics: If you think record companies want nothing to do with Napster clones such as Morpheus and Kazaa--or with the listeners who download free music off the web--well, you're wrong. With help from BigChampagne, a market research startup that tracks file-sharing sites, record labels have found a silver lining in music theft. -30- Thursday, December 19, 2002
GRAY DAVIS AS AT PEACE WITH PEACE AS RAW IS AT PEACE WITH BAD PUNS Armed Liberal notes Gray Davis's new director of finance has a dubious history: [Former State Senator Steve] Peace is famous for two things: he’s fabulously temperamental, and as far as I know, not widely loved in the Legislature (I’ll go to Ann Salisbury for confirmation), but even better, he was the main water-carrier for the corporate energy interests that demolished the budget with their ill-planned (from the state, utility, and consumer’s point of view) deregulation of the energy markets. He's missing Peace's real crowning achievement, though. He starred in and was one of the writers of Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. (For those of you curious: No, I'm not joking.) -30- MORE ON MARRIAGE The Unfaithful DVD had a poll commissioned for it: While many cultures provide men more leeway than women to be unfaithful to their spouses, Americans surveyed responded overwhelmingly to that double standard -- nearly eight of ten (78%) said that an unfaithful woman is no worse than an unfaithful man. As far as forgiveness, the survey's participants were divided. Two in five (38%) said they would forgive their spouses if they discovered their infidelity, while the same number (38%) said they would be unable to forgive an unfaithful spouse, and 20% were unsure. These kinds of polls are not exactly the most reliable, but I think the comparitive data is interesting. Particularly that the highest reported instances of infidelity are 45-64. Is that because they're of the infamous boomer generation or because those under 45 just haven't cheated yet and those over 65 just missed the sexual revolution boat? What other theories y'all got? -30- I WAS NAMED AFTER HER When I was about six or seven or so, my extended family came down from Fort Worth to visit us for Thanksgiving, Christmas, or some other special occasion. Since they all lived in the same town, it was an unusual event for them to be down here as we are usually the ones to trek up there. I remember proudly showing off my Grandmother to Sean, my best friend at the time. We introduced her to Mikey, a little stuffed monkey that was chief among our playthings (I saw ours because it was his, but somehow I ended up with it). She smiled and said "You two are the little monkeys." That the Houston memory. There are too many to recall in Fort Worth. Next to my own house, I probably spent more nights in hers than any other. I remember the geography of the area like the back of my hand, even though it was sold a year or two back as she became unable to take care of herself. Her back yard was my personal baseball field, football field, and theater stage. Her house was filled with pictures of all of us, including a silhouette portrait of each of her grandchildren. I was her baby grandson, the youngest of the lot by the four years between my brother and I. My father called me at 7:45 this morning to inform me that she passed away last night. It wasn't a surprise. I got an email forwarded from my Aunt Marilyn to Dad to me informing me that she'd had another light stroke and was unable to eat. Even before this, we all knew that she was fading pretty fast. I haven't seen her in over a year, but I don't think she'd know who I was anymore even if I had. My mother's father died before I was born. I knew my mother's mother, but only barely. One day I asked "What happened to my other grandmother" and was informed that she had passed away. My Great Aunt Sarah ("Aunt Sister") was my surrogate grandmother on that side of the family. My father's father died when I was pretty young, but I remember him. Physically, I probably take as much from him (my build, my hair) as anyone else on that side of the family. With the rest of my grandparents gone (including Aunt Sister), she was the last remaining one. Some things, no matter how much you know they're coming, you just can't prepare for. Faye Alexandria (Coston) Whitlock Born: November 20, 1916 Parents: Grover Cleveland Coston and Lena Kerbow Coston 3 sisters: Virginia, Eugenia (d), and Lorainne 1 brother: Wayland (d) -30- Wednesday, December 18, 2002
It was another Cheers moment where upon entering, everyone knew his name. People weren’t quite out of work yet, so the place was actually pretty empty, but the bartender and a couple others acknowledged his familiar presence. “How often do you come here?” I asked. “Not very anymore, but the thing about the Bottom’s Up is that it has the most loyal patrons of any metropolitan bar I’ve ever known,” he explained. We got a couple drinks and found a table in the corner out of the way. “So how many metropolitan bars do you know?” “Depends on your definition of ‘bar’ I guess. This is the only one I’ve worked at. Some people consider the Hotspot a bar, but to me it’s more of a club.” “So what makes them so loyal?” “They never seem to leave. I worked here from ’94 to ’96. People came here that had been coming here for ten years. See that man in the corner with his arm around that girl?” “Yeah.” “His name is Paul. He’s been coming here since 1982, when he turned twenty-one.” “Wow. Twenty years. But that’s kind of neat, when you think about it. Having something like that anchoring your existence. Wherever you live, whoever you with, there’s always the bar. You know?” Brett nodded. “I felt the same way when I got here. And it’s true. But… there’s something just not quite right about it.” “Like what?” “I don’t know. When I turned twenty-one I used to go to Numbers of Fitzgerald’s. When I hit twenty-three or so, this was the kind of place I wanted to be… and was. I liked it here when I was working here, but after a while I couldn’t help but feel that I’d outgrown the place. And I was barely twenty-five, if that.” “I’m sorry, I’m still just not following.” “There are certain stages of life. You’re a kid, you go out and play on your bicycle. When you’re sixteen, you start driving around your neighborhood. At eighteen, you go to college or otherwise go out on your own. Through your twenties you live alone or with a roommate, make money, date around. Before you hit thirty you settle down. In your thirties you have kids.” “It used to be that you had kids in your early twenties.” “Well thank you Miss Anthropologist, I know that. I’m talking about the media family. With little exception, in the average sitcom the oldest kids who go off to college and get a job are dating around. They may have a girlfriend, but they don’t get married.” “Are you basing life off sitcoms?” I asked. I thought he was doing so off soap operas. “Not just sitcoms. A lot of dramas, too. Up until a few years ago when suddenly it was chic to be single and out and about and sleeping around like a twenty year old. It was natural, I guess, but its effects detrimental. The baby-boomers thought they had it all when they were young, so a lot of them at thirty wanted it all again. They started reaching for the past. Walking away from marriages. Divorcing. Remarrying. Taking up yoga. “Then our generation was left in the cross-fire. Divorced parents, the feeling that impermanence is the way that it ought to be. I can’t tell you how many potential relationships I’ve had fall flat simply because she no longer believed in marriage, painfully watching her parents divorce at age twelve.” “Okay… I’m sorry, but what does this have to do with the bar.” “This place is the epitome of that. Middle-aged adolescent fantasies of the way life should be. A constant running soap opera. The owner of this place? Divorced. Ask him about it. He’ll start talking like a high schooler who was dumped by his girlfriend cause she wanted something new. The bartender over there? Single. Forty-six and never married. Six relationships that have been considered serious since I’ve known him.” “He’s out of our generation.” “Yeah, but he is by far the most admired person here. A walking, talking soap opera. Oblivious to the fourth wall through which he would see that he isn’t happy. Or, being David, he probably is happy and everybody thinks they would be happy if they were just a little bit more like him. Care-free. Commitmentless. Free to do whatever he wants whenever he wants. Trading up whenever a better feeling comes along. “Maybe it’s because I was raised in such a traditional household. Or perhaps it’s because all my brothers are married and two have kids. Whatever the case, it doesn’t seem right, it doesn’t look right. No one is happy is here.” “So what’s your prescription, Doctor?” I asked. “Stop trying to hold on to your youth. Stop trying to stay young forever. Stop looking for that feeling of falling for someone for the first time. When you’re young you don’t appreciate being young. When you’re old and try to be young you can’t and just find yourself chasing the dragon. You’re not going to find it. Accept where you are in life. If you have two kids, a house, and a dog and you think your only true real happiness can be found between the thighs of your cute red-head coworker, you’ve got more problems than she could ever fix.” I just looked at him. “What?” “Nothing.” “What?” “It’s just really fun to watch you when you’re passionate. About anything.” Brett laughed and tossed another gulp back. After he swallowed, he laughed again. “Yeah, well, I guess I’m passionate about this. I hated leaving this place. I mean I really hated it! It was great. I was well liked. Hell, it was the only time I was ever even popular.” “So why did you quit?” “Because this place embodies that type of atmosphere. It’s not exactly a singles bar, but it might as well be. Even the married people are often looking. It started getting to me. I started thinking like they do. Angling myself in their game. Aiming for their goals. I met Beth here. She was great. Quiet, though. Really fun to be around when you got her alone. “But I kept having this nagging sensation. Like I could do better. Like I shouldn’t settle down yet until I’m sure and staying with anyone past the six months we lasted is considered a golden achievement around here. I felt like I was compromising by merely finding someone I was falling in love with rather than someone who shook my entire world like Maria did. So once things ended with Beth and I found myself angling for yet another goal I didn’t really care about – half because I wanted to know I could and half because I thought I should care about it – I decided that I’d had my run at this place.” “Very odd.” “Maybe. Part of me misses being here in front of all the action. But I see a bar full of people here that are going to end up alone. They’re going to end up alone because they’re going to continue to try to have it all. Eventually time is going to run out on them and they’re going to end up sixty years old getting ready for a hot date with another sixty year old rather than celebrating their thirtieth wedding anniversary and flying to Chicago or wherever to see the birth of their first grandchild. “There’s a reason there has always been a family structure of a husband and a wife. With the nuclear family, we’ve pared away at that. But the family can’t get any smaller, so now it’s getting bigger with step-parents and four sets of pseudo-grandparents and the structure is slipping away. There’s a reason the system had always worked even when marriages were arranged. It isn’t to oppress women or trap men. It’s because it works!” I could have told him about my parents. The nights they’d wake me up at one in the morning to pass through a message because they weren’t speaking to one another. I could tell him that they fully believed what he’s saying and made me miserable. I could have said that, but I’m certain he would have had a response. He has a logical answer for everything and that wasn't the time and place for an argument. Besides, I’m just excited to see him excited. When we got back, Brett’s answering machine had the second message that he passed Maria’s over for. That, I believe, makes this entry it a full circle. Something So Perfect, Chapter III [When I was posting my views on the subject, I knew the words were coming to be a little easily. Took me a few hours to figure out where. I don't completely agree with Brett, though I do in certain parts. The formatting on the blog makes it a bit difficult to see where Brett's tyrades end and the narrator's interruptions begin. My apologies for that. -RAW] -30- THE GREATEST THING ABOUT DOING BUSINESS WITH CDW You're rarely put on hold, but when you are you wish it would last longer because they play those great CDW radio commercials while you wait. -30- THIS IS SCARCELY DEBATABLE, SO IT DOESN'T COUNT I guess David Duke can't be president now. (via Greg) -30- HE SAID IT BETTER THAN I DID! The elusive TPB, Esquire writes his own take on an ALI release and the John Leo column that I wrote about earlier (and found through him, incidentally, completing the circle). Without any detailed statistical evidence, I suppose the most compelling notion that homosexual unions attack is that marital unions exist and are promoted by the State so that the State can promote procreation. The State has an interest, albeit a conflicted one, given abortion laws, in encouraging its citizenry to procreate. However, this interest is satisfied, in most states, by homosexual unions through the rights of homosexuals to adopt, to obtain artificial insemination (and for the non-biological parent to also adopt in such circumstances), and to become parents through various means. See V.C. v. M.J.B. (New Jersey Supreme Court). Thus, the concern that homosexual unions are destructive to the State’s traditional interest in having its citizenry bear fruit, so to speak, is moot. Hey, just cause I'm gonna keep my mouth shut for a spell doesn't mean I can't let others talk (and, incidentally, take all the heat). -30- JUST TRYIN' TO DO A NICHE JOB Susanna Cornett asks her readers what they'd like from her blog. Should she stick with her niche and risk being a one-trick pony or branch out? I vote the latter, but I can understand both views. I've been plagued by the niche question for some time now. Truth is, I never actually figured out what this blog was supposed to become. Ideas ranged anywhere from my philosophical thoughts on people and interactions to hard-core political-junkie stuff. Whatever my choice, though, I realized that there are others who do it and most likely others that do it a lot better. Holding down a full-time job and trying to write a novel (and one of these days I am going to achieve a "social life" again, too!) limits my ability to be as thorough as I might like on topics requiring research. That I'm not pseudononymous prevents me from getting too in-depth regarding my personal life as I am, more often than not, a private person. I wasn't going to go public until I figured it out, but Jane Galt and Dr. Manhatten (flatteringly) jumped the gun and linked up to a couple political posts, and so that's been my focus more or less. I quit writing for the Daily Cougar a month early in part because I started to run out of things to say. My columns had become increasingly partisan (though I'd like to think not mindlessly so) and what used to be a week-long project of finding the right things to say was becoming, instead, something I throw together at 2am on Wednesday night for my Friday column. More than that, though, I'd simply become tired of it all. Election 2000 drained me in a number of ways and once that was all settled, I was about ready for detox. I've followed politics since, but never as closely or passionately as when I worked at the Cougar. Party of me wants to just throw my hands in the air, shut my eyes, vote, and just ignore it all. That feeling has been a lot stronger lately. The Trent Lott issue means more to me than a spineless politician that coddles to racists. This marks the second occasion that a politician that I once held in high regard has proven himself to be an utterly worthless person. To make matters worse, liberals and Democrats can say "Hey, we told you so!" The first politician was Bill Clinton, whom I proudly voted for in 1996. I was told that he was a liar and a scoundrel and I simply didn't listen. Republicans said that about a lot of Democrats. Democrats call a lot of Republicans racists. That Trent Lott is more racist than most or Bill Clinton more immoral was lost in the constant wave of shouting that has been our political discourse for as long as I've been a part of it. I have little interest in being a partisan warrior. I am a Republican because I support their policies more than I support the Democratic ones, or maybe I should say that I oppose the Democratic policies more than I do the Republican. It used to be the other way around. Then as now, I have serious issues with the party that I generally support. Yet, if I voice these issues, it's used as a bludgeon against the party I support on other issues. I can remain silent, but that feels dishonest. I can pretend not to be conservative at all, but who would I be kidding? But I also don't think I could completely pull out of the political discourse if I tried. I'm interested in policy. I'm civic-minded and have strong beliefs about the way this country should be (and should not be). I'm interested in ideas and having those ideas challenged and, when wrong, changed. But I'm not interested in being called a racist or that because I believe in lower taxes and less government that I support racism. Nor am I interested in shouting along with those calling Democrats unpatriotic or otherwise morally dubious. Yet it seems that all political discourse eventually lowers to that level. For those of you that missed the point of the flipping post below, it's watching a magnanimous consensus devolve into political positioning and cynical campaigning. Trent Lott became more useful to the Democrats alive than dead so many pondered that they should keep him around. Republicans saw that he was hurting them and, though they don't agree that he necessarily did anything truly wrong, he should resign for the sake of the party. Who's up? Who's down? At this point, I don't really care. And as long as I don't, I'm not sure I have all that much to say, politically speaking. I've decided that I'm going to keep posting, though I'm not sure what. I got an Allison Reynolds post that I promised and later on today I'll post the excerpt from my book that I said I would in the comments section. I've asked my roommate Jason to post anything political if he feels so inclined, so we'll see. Poster Girl is either finished with her last exam or finishing it this week, so maybe she'll post something. Beyond that, I don't know what comes next. Could be something new, could be that two months from now nothing will have changed. Such has been my life these days... -30- THE PROTOTYPE OF THE WAY A CONVERSATION SHOULD BE Co-worker: We're going to need to send out an email to make sure everyone's time is updated on Friday, because you know we have to have it ready for the Christmas holidays. Alex: Don't worry about it. I'm going to go remind everyone personally. Co-worker: Great! as opposed to... Co-worker: We're going to need to send out an email to make sure everyone's time is updated on Friday, because you know we have to have it ready for the Christmas holidays. Alex: Don't worry about it. I'm going to go remind everyone personally. Co-worker: Okay, well just remember that they have to put the time in because of the Christmas holidays and we need it ready by Monday morning Alex: I know, that's why I'm going to tell everyone to do it, like I just said. Co-worker: Okay, well I'm just reminding you because it will really be a problem if they're not all in by Monday morning... Alex: It'll be taken care of. Co-worker: Good, because the time needs to be in by Friday so that on Monday morning, cause of the holidays... [Alex explodes] -30- SHE'S ON A TRAIN? "In just three pictures, a Louis Vuitton ad captures the luxurious eroticism of train travel." Oh, yeah... the eroticism in those pics are all about the train. -30- Tuesday, December 17, 2002
TTFN I'm frustrated, I'm embittered, I'm tired, I'm turning it in for a bit. I may post some non-political stuff in the meantime, though. Not sure. If you miss your daily dose of me, you can always check out my novel [cheap plug] -30- CHANGING CHANNELS Trent Lott: ... and we wouldn't have all these problems if he'd won! [flip] Joshua Marshall: Trent Lott's disgraceful comments... [flip] Atrios: This is precisely what Lott was endorsing... [flip] Andrew Sullivan: Lott's comments were disgusting... [flip] Glenn Reynolds: Lott deserves the grief he's getting... [flip] Wall Street Journal: This is an outrage! [flip] John Cole: I don't think Lott's comments were necessarily racist, but his comments... [flip] KosDaily: ... longing for the "good old days"... [flip] Oliver Willis: The good old days weren't exactly good for all of us. White only diners, for instance... [flip] John Cole: I just saw the tape. I take back what I said about not racist... [flip] R. Alex Whitlock: What the bloody hell is wrong with Trent Lott?! [flip] Bob Hebert: It's bigotry, and too few Republicans will stand up to it... [flip] Andrew Sullivan: Lott has got to go... [flip] Daniel Drezner: Lott can't stay... [flip] Jonah Goldberg: Lott has to go... [flip] Robert George: He has to be out yesterday... [flip] Julian Bond: I am particularly empathic to young Republicans, who detest this kind of... [flip] Prof. Jeff Cooper: I'm pleased with the condemnations from both right and left of Lott's comments... [flip] President Bush: Lott has apologized, and I support him as... [flip] John Kerry: He's apologized and I accept... [flip] DailyKos: I'm not sure we actually want Lott out of office. It might be advantageous if their leader was a bigot... Commenter: To remind everyone that they're all bigots! Commenter: ... and they miss the confederacy... John Cole: This is ridiculous. Conservatives are the ones most denouncing their policies Commenter: John, I know you may not be racist, but you have to admit... [flip] TPB, Esquire: This isn't the Republican Party I support Commenter: You may not be racist, but you have to admit... [flip] Left blogger: ... you have to admit... [flip] Another left blogger: ... you have to admit... [flip] Right blogger: He said something stupid, but that doesn't mean... [flip] Another right blogger: This has been blown way out of proportion. He was just trying... [flip] Right blogger #3: We really don't have to denounce Lott until they denounce Byrd... [flip] Charles Kuffner: I've been saying for a long time that Lott's a racist... [flip] Nathan Newman: Those that oppose affirmative action are all de-facto racists... [flip] DailyKos Commenter: They couldn't electorally survive without the bigot vote... [flip] Matthew Yglesias: They could survive, but they choose to be bigots anyway. Right up to the President. That's even scarier... [flip] President Bush: Lott's comments were wrong and don't reflect... [flip] ABC News: Lott requested help from Bush's two historic high-level black appointees and was rebuffed... [flip] Kerry: Oh, well it's safe to condemn him now? Then condemn him I will! [flip] NRO Corner: Jim Robbins: The question here is Republican refusal to protect our own... Rod Dreher: There are matters of principal here... Jim Robbins: If we want to be the party of principal, we'll reach the stature of the Libertarian Party... Jonah Goldberg: I'm with Rod, but I hate how the Democrats are trying to turn this into a bludgeon against all Republicans... [flip] Talking Dog: Republican tax policy is racist, the drug war is racist, their entire plaform is built around bigotry... [flip] Houston Chronicle: Possible Lott replacement Senator Nickles has a nearly identical voting record, right down to voting against Martin Luther King day... [flip] Joshua Marshall: John Ashcroft also spoke to the infamous CCC, which is one thing Lott is in a lot of trouble for... [flip] Council of Conservative Citizens: You see, what most people think was a Commandment against adultery was really aimed at something even more sinister, interracial marriage... [flip] Black Caucus Congressman: Well if Lott were to support affirmative action and other policies, then it might be okay... [flip] Trent Lott: Dear lord in heaven! If I knew it was this big of a deal I'd have grovelled sooner... [flip] Joshua Marshall: Republicans are just using this as a cover to oust Lott because he impedes their, shall we say, racially suspect agenda, including... school vouchers... [flip] Random news organization: African Americans still show support for school vouchers... [flip] Liberal bloggers: Nickles opposes gay rights, so he's not much better than Lott... [flip] R. Alex Whitlock: Republicans need to find someone without a voting history to be used against him... [flip] DailyKos: Why did Gore have to drop out today? He's messing with our anti-Lott vibe... [flip] Left bloggers: Republicans need to clean house. But they can't. Teeheeheeeeeee [flip] Right bloggers: I told you that if we let them crucify Lott they'd come back for more... [flip] Jesse Jackson: Bush's agenda looks straight ripped outta SELMA ALABAMA!!!! [flip] Republican Senators: This is sure hurting us. Maybe we might should possibly could maybe do something about this... maybe... quietly if possible... [flip] White House: We're not going to intervene in a senate matter... [flip] Dick Morris: The White House just wants their own man in charge... [flip] DailyKos: Gore's early outcry against Lott was good, but he's gone. Edwards up... Daschle down... [flip] Pundit: If Republicans don't take care of this, it'll hurt them... Pundit2: The Democrats have to be rooting for the bigot because it'll help them in the long run... Pundit: Yes, they have to get rid of him because it hurts their numbers... [flip] Left blogger: We can use this... [flip] Another left blogger: We can definitely use this... [flip] Right blogger: We can't let them use this... [flip] Analyst: So Lott's comments will have so-and-so effect in the short term. In the longer term, the forecast looks like it will favor... if he resigns then the race for Senate Majority Leader looks like it will be... [flip] Strom Thurmond: zzzzzzzzzzzzzz [flip] Trent Lott: My people have SINNED! [flip] Republican #1: Has he no shame? Republican #2: Did he ever? Republican #1: Yeah, but it's never hurt us this bad before... [flip] R. Alex Whitlock: There's been a lot of race-baiting, and it's not just the Republicans that are doing it... [flip] Democratic chorus: But they're worse! [flip] Republican chorus: No, they're worse!! [flip] Right blogger: Oh wonderful, now Lott is supporting affirmative action [flip] Left blogger: This is great! If they keep him we can use it against them. If they can him we can point out that he was the only senator that supported affirmative action. Win-win! [flip] Right blogger: Lose-lose... our only hope is to wait it out... [flip] Analyst: The race for GOP leadership is between anti-Gay Nickles, anti-McCain McConnell, and the dubious Trent Lott. Bill Frist hasn't expressed any interest... [flip] Left blogger: The Repugnicans are just worried about losing their senate seat and their precious majority! This is just about politics to them... [flip] DailyKos: So if Lott resigns from the Senate, here are our options... This could be really good for us... [flip] Analyst: ... and this is how it should all play out... [click] Silence. -30- FICTION IN THE SPACE BETWEEN "I am the son of a shipyard worker from Pascagoula, Mississippi. I have had to fight all of my life and I am not stopping now," Lott declared. ARRRH! No retreat! No surrender!! "Hello? Senator Hagel? I'll be your best bud if you help me! Please? Please?? Cherry on top? I'll relocate the Pentagon to Lincoln!! Awwww, c'mon. Alright, bye." I am strong!! I am a fighter!!! "Hello? Senator Jeffords? Jimmy boy! Remember when I laughed at you rejoining the party? Water under the bridge, m'boy! C'mon back. I just have one request. Hello? Hello??" I will bow to no man!!! "Hello? Senator Burns? Conrad ole' man. I'll be your bestest friend in the whole world if... Hello?" -30- JUST A THOUGHT From Fox News: McDonald's Corp. warned Tuesday the protracted sales slump that already has forced it to change CEOs and reverse expansion plans will result in the first quarterly loss in its 47-year history. I'll bet that McDonalds wishes it had a Napster to blame all its woes on. -30- WHITICISM OF THE DAY Comes from my friend John: "In order to abuse, you must first learn how to use." -30- A NATION OF NEO-BASTARDS Marriage, today, is not in very good shape. A lot of what John Leo describes explains why: What they do tend to support is known as "close relationship theory," the idea that sexual and emotional satis- faction comes from intense, fragile, and often short-term relationships that aren't necessarily going anywhere. One advocate calls them "microwave relationships," cooked up fast, served, and consumed, presumably with other similar meals to come. It all seems like the dream world of a randy adolescent chasing cheerleaders. Marriage is knocked off its pedestal, and the family itself fades away. Children tend to fade away, too, in close-relationship theory, as emphasis comes down hard on adult fulfillment. But then came this (actually, it came at the top and almost tainted my opinion of the entire article): The report validates homosexual relationships and gives them a status comparable to that of marriage. If accepted, this idea would lead immediately to the next legal argument: If gay and straight commitments have the same status in state law, isn't it picky and discriminatory to withhold the wordmarriage from the gay version? Heterosexual couples who live together would also get the same status as husbands and wives, blurring or eliminating another line between marriage and serial affairs. Were it not for this one paragraph, it would have been a splendid article. There are a lot of problems in the current state of marriage, including some calls by libertarians to abolish it as an official institutional and some calls by feminists for a female boycott of the "patriarchial institution." More problematic is what I would call the "perpetual gratification requirement" of modern relationships in general. That is the belief that every month should feel like the first and anything less than feeling the exact same way is socially considered grounds for divorce and leads to what the real problem with marriage today, which ain't gay marriages, John. Gays want their committed relationships to be viewed in the same legal context as the heterosexual marriage. That way, they can enjoy the benefits of what they presumably desire to be long-term commitment. Conservatives by and large stand in the way of this because they adamently disapprove of homosexual relations in general. They don't always say that, though. What they usually say is that marriage is meant to be between a man and a woman and that inviting gays into the institution will weaken it. Inviting gays into the institution will lead to non-romantic partners wanting in, too. Next thing you know minors will want to get married! People marrying goats. Dogs marrying cats! Mass-hysteria!! Let's back up for a moment. Earlier this year, I had the pleasure of dating a nice young lady that I'll call Katherine. Things were moving along decently until she dropped the bomb: "I never want to get married." Any time a woman makes that declaration, if she's serious, the relationship becomes terminally ill. It happens with increasing regularity. Now, why is it that Kat didn't want to ever get married? Why is that the case with an increasing number of men and women my age? Is it because the institution is weak? Partially. Is it because of new-think about the perpetual dynamics of relationships? Not in this case, but in some. Because she's a hippy liberal? She's an ardent Republican. She hates her parents? Nope, she's close with both. Then what in the world would cause her to never want to get married? When she was thirteen, she saw her parents marriage collapse. "Oh," you might say, "well that's an exceptional case." Except it's not. Not at all. I am of the generation of the children of the divorced. My parents are still together, but a number of kids have a slew of step-relatives and shuffle between two familes or, in many other cases, are missing one of their two parents. The difference is tangible. A family of friends of ours noticed as their last child got engaged that all of their in-laws came from stable families. While it's not destiny, it's not a coincidence. I can see it in my friends and lady friends that have dealt with a divorce. There is a perpetual sense in impermanence in many of them regarding relationships. The exact kind of thing Leo decries above. The sense that love is a feeling and not a commitment. What is right may not always be right and instead of working at it, they should try to find something right elsewhere. Without the role models of their parents, their perceptions of how relationships should be often become skewed. Now some believe that marriage itself isn't important regardless of personal experience and that's fine. Others lament the fall of the family while they've done their own damage against the institution. The enemies of the family are not Andrew Sullivan and Howard Dean, but rather Newt Gingrich and Tim Hutchinson. Countless Democrats and Republicans that preach a fair game about marriage while walking off the field in their own personal lives. It isn't because of gay marriage that will make my generation the least married in history, but the absense of positive example in many of our lives. But what can be done about this? On a policy level, very little should be done. Should we only elect undivorced public officials to set an example? Of course not. Divorce comes in all shapes and sizes, many justifiable and many selfish. The problem is that it can't be tackled as a national effort to save the institution, because marriage isn't a national institution. It's an institution of two. That can be very hard for people (even myself) to grasp. We can make marriage more difficult to enter, but then many will forego the entire process rather than jump through the hoops. That'll hardly help. We can make divorce more difficult, but then those that need to leave quietly into the night for their safety will then be forced to spend a six month waiting period with their abusive partners. Make an exception for abusive situation and watch erroneous reports of abuse skyrocket (already happens in custody battles). This is something we can only solve one couple at a time. Through churches and social institutions to try to make sure that engaged couples know what they're getting into and divorce counsellers that respect the institution of marriage even as they direct some couples out of it. There is no national initiative to be had. Look after your own. Someone once asked in defense of marriage if 18 years of your life in a less-than-ideal marriage is really too much to ask for the well-being of your children. How do you answer that question and what do your answers say about you? A friend of mine whose parents got an annulment when he was twenty or so quipped that he was now retro-actively a bastard (a Catholic annulment states that the marriage never happened before the eyes of God). In a sense, that's what's happening to a lot of us. Not bastards in the traditional sense, but in the working sense it's still applicable. If you want to know what's wrong with marriage today, look and not how to keep the marriage a heterosexual club. [Link via Unbillable Hours] -30- EVER WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ROCKETEER? While searching for car audio equipment, I happened to run across this interesting article on the rocket-belt, as used by the Rocketeer and (I think) Flash Gordon: Today, three rocket belts are known to exist. Two are owned by Howard "Kinnie" Gibson, a daredevil and stuntman who acquired the patent on an essential part of the design. Interesting stuff on the mysterious "missing third belt." Anyone interested in yesterday's tomorrow oughtta check it out. -30- LET'S TRADE THAT YUGO IN FOR A PINTO... Re: Senator Nickles, would-be majority leader: In 1983, both Lott, then in the House, and Nickles opposed a new federal holiday for the birthday of Martin Luther King Jr. Lott said the holiday would cost the government too much money and that there were other Americans "more deserving." Nickles unsuccessfully pushed alternatives to a paid holiday. NEXT! In my view, who replaces Lott is analogous to who was going to replace non-Speaker Ron Livingston in 1998. Back then, the search was on for someone - anyone! - who was conciliatory and had been faithful to his wife. Well, not anyone (experienced and competent were also required), but the search was long and wide enough that they ended up exalting a deputy whip to the Speaker's chair. That's what we need right now if this is all going to be behind us in 2004. Nickles should be a no-go. I need to know more on McConnell's record on the subject to get an opinion on that one. Frist hasn't been in politics long enough to have such a paper trail, so I remain in favor of him if he wants the job. -30- Monday, December 16, 2002
YOU KNOW TRENT LOTT IS TOAST... When Dick Morris says he's not going anywhere: If this were June, Lott might not survive. He'd have to be in Washington every day, getting hit and picked at. But it's December; everybody will leave that hateful place and go to their homes for Christmas. When they reconvene in January, Trent Lott will still be there for one good reason: The Republican senators don't want him to go. -30- HOW BUREAUCRACY IS BORN... I was just thinking to myself today as the accountant and I discussed what precisely counts as a "WHY" (an acronym) report, and a conversation I had earlier with my boss, "Someone could work 40 hours a week here just constructing the terminology that we use to cut down on discrepencies between employees. Might even be worth the cost... Running the numbers in my head, we'd all have to speak completely different languages for it to be worth the cost. Yet, I'm sure that's someone's job somewhere... -30- RE: COMMENTS Don't bother posting any right now. Just email me instead. Haloscan is screwing up pretty badly. UPDATE: Seems to be working now. -30- WHAT AN AWESOME MOVIE THIS'D MAKE Bruce Willis, the dejected ex-lover scorned by a charismatic politician. Willis in one corner, Clinton in the other. Willis plays an assassin quite well. Clinton is a good actor and there were a couple sorry attempts on his life early in his presidency. It's perfect! [via Jane via Radney] -30- A DEMOCRATIC TAX PLAN I COULD SUPPORT I posted this over in Greg's Opinion comments, but I think it's worthy of an entry here. The Flatter Tax Somehow I don't think this'll make it on his presidential election platform. -30- RIP, JIMMY SHOES Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly Ahh well. [link via Publius] -30- THE URBANITES ARE COMING, THE SUBURBANITES ARE COMING! "I can see the concrete slowly creepin' Fred Reed writes a thoughtful piece about where libertarian leads and how, in the end, it destroys freedom: And so the rural character-filled county becomes another squishy suburb of pallid yups who can't put air in their own tires. The rugged rural individualists become cogs in somebody else's wheel. Their children grow up as libidinous mall monkeys drugging themselves to escape boredom. The county itself is a hideous expanse of garish low-end development . People's lives are run from afar. He writes against libertarianism from a more interesting standpoint than most: Libertarianism destroys yeoman rurality. It reminds me a bit of what my roommate said regarding his few reservations about libertarianism: "I'm in favor of freedom, but what do big corporations suppress?" (or something to that effect). And it's a very good question. For me, it generally comes down to who I trust more and who is more accountable. For reasons that would be far too in-depth to post during the day, my answer is corporations. My belief isn't 100% (I support M$ lawsuits and don't get me started on the FCC), but to me the government should merely act as the referee of the free market game rather than the High Ruler. I believe the game has served us well and we are as well off as we are not because of the government, but because government gave private enterprise more room to succeed than any other country around. My biggest problem with Reed's piece, though, is that it completely ignores the fact that most people like suburbia. Not everyone, but not just exiles from the city, either. The fact is that people are leaving both the cosmopolitan cities and rustic, authentic rural towns for these mass-production model homes surrounded by shopping malls. As Colby Cosh explains: What bothers me, I suppose, is the subliminal romanticization of a way of life that hasn't gone anywhere and is still available to anyone with the perverse gumption to go out and get it. How much of our vast continent, exactly, has been turned into suburban spiritual wasteland? Do you suppose it is as much as two, three percent of the surface area? If you want to live in the bush--and I'll put this in bold letters so it can't be missed--go there. There are plenty of Mosquito Coasts left where a man can, by and large, live free of dog licenses and zoning boards. There is always federal tyranny of various sorts to be considered, but that's not the kind Fred is talking about in his column. He's concerned with the inevitability of local tyranny. And, in fact, his account of how local tyranny comes about is not inaccurate, but at least a local tyranny can be fled. Why don't people do that? Why don't we do that, you and I and Steve and the Blowhards? Is it because we lament the loss of a way of life we're not willing for one second to participate in? I've always regarded such laments mostly as childish noise, I'm afraid. I drive across Texas frequently and all along the way there are a lot of small towns (Columbus comes to mind, so does Hearn). Beautiful little places with a lot of history. Part of me thinks that it would be really neat to live in one of them. But hey, I want high speed Internet. I want a shopping mall. I want Best Buy and Circuit City competing for my business. I want to pick up toilet paper at WalMart at 3 in the morning just cause I can. I presently live right by a major mall in Houston, yet all I have to do is go right down the street to eat at one of those supposedly-extinct independently operated restaurants that the city would steal from the boonies as it approaches. If they exist where I live, they'll exist in "Brook Manor View" and practically anywhere. People in the suburbs have their choices as well and there are a lot of independent restaurants in Seabrook (halfway between Houston and Galveston), where I was raised. So, if I so desire, I can either live in Houston, Seabrook, or Columbus. Fewer and fewer people are choosing Columbus these days, but you can't very well blame the free market for giving us that choice and then claim that its crushing freedom. -30- |
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