I Visited The Daily Caller’s Offices, Yesterday
And I got to meet Jim/Sean Treacher/Medlock and Becca Glover, and Tucker Carlson, and some of the other people at the office. Treach and Becca took me out to lunch (and, for me, two beers) with Becca picking up the tab, which I think ought to be reimbursed to her. But on the chance that it isn't, I'm going to retaliate sometime next week by taking them for a couple of beers. Oh, and I think the office dog, Charlie, kind of fell for me, so there was also the frisson of transgression in the air.
Had a great time meeting everyone, nice folks one and all from what I could tell, and it looks like a fun place to work. Lots of eager young interns there for the summer, too, who got to climb on the C-SPAN bus and meet Brian Lamb, as did I. I got to tell him that Dad's a big fan, and we chatted about Cass Sunstein and the FCC and that Michigander moron's idea of licensing journalists. I can understand why he's a great interviewer: he seems more interested in eliciting others' opinions than expressing his own, an arrangement that suited me just fine.
They wouldn't let me take my beer on the bus, so the driver, Terrence, held it for me till I got out. Thanks, Terrence!
What's Treacher like? Bearded, unassuming, laid back, affable. Becca? Warm, chirpy, sweet, generous. They're moving to their third home soon, as operations and personnel accumulate. It's got a very dot-com start-up atmosphere, which I hope they never quite lose.
Aidan's doing great. He and his buddy Parker, in the same protocol, are enjoying being on the ward. They seem to view it as a catered vacation. The hospital menu includes tostada-encrusted tilapia, baked salmon, poached flounder, meat loaf, london broil, hamburgers, cheese steaks, eggs to order, Belgian waffles, etc ad infinitum. Because of equipment troubles, Aidan was in one of the MRI machines for 75 minutes last night, which would test anyone's concentration (part of the trial was interactive). After a short break, he was given a standard MRI, during which he was able to take a nap. The boys have a busy schedule today, so Ed (Parker's dad) and I are going to get them out for a walk at about 11 and then I'll have to take Aidan down to the mall after their classes end at 3:00 to buy him a pair of walking shoes (he brought sandals and dress shoes) for their hike tomorrow.
Much more news, including an update on what's going on at The B-Cast, later today, but I've got to get some work done now. Many heartfelt thanks to Rocketman and Meep and Enoch for keeping things going in my partial absence. Wouldn't be surprised to find that hits were way up.
Well what do you know about that…
Remember when Rahm was appointed Chief of Staff by Obama, and there was a little bit of murmering about how he lived rent free for 5 years an apartment owned by Representative Rosa DeLauro and her husband Stanley Greenberg? I mean, there was no problem-none whatsoever; how could there be among the principle staff of the Bestest!, Smartest!, most Ethical administration!, EVAH! Well, maybe a small one...
Greenberg's consulting firm was a prime architect of BP's recent rebranding drive as a green petroleum company, down to green signs and the slogan "Beyond Petroleum."
Greenberg's company is also closely tied to a sister Democratic outfit -- GCS, named for the last initials of Greenberg, James Carville, another Clinton advisor, and Bob Shrum, John Kerry's 2004 campaign manager.
According to published reports, GCS received hundreds of thousands of dollars in political polling contracts in recent years from the Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee.
Probably just a crazy coincidence. But you'll never guess who was the chairman of that Democratic Congressional Campaign Committee dispensing those huge polling contracts to his kindly rent-free landlord.
Now, at the very least this is a problem of, ahem, optics; not only for the polling contracts but in relation to the current environmental disaster in the Gulf of Mexico. At least, you know, for those of us who don't understand the nuances of the Chicago way. I'll leave it to the readers to decide whether there are any dots to connect.
Or is this just a case of faux-OUTRAGE! Akin to what would would be frothing from the usual suspects on the left were this picture to be of a group of Booooooooooooooosh! communication staffers?
Can you hear the Frat boy jokes? Can you hear the shrieking about all the President's men being out of touch with reality? Can you hear the chant,"Staffers Swill, while Oil still spills!" coming from giant paper-mache Obama heads? Of course you can't, because it's not a RETHUG! administration. Most of the press is totally down with this, just like they are with Rahm's perquisetes.
Still, for the smartest guys in any room, this crew seems pretty tone deaf sometimes, eh? But, that's probably a racists statement.
(H/T Jeff G at Protein Wisdom)
The bubble is reaching its limit: Higher Education
So Glenn Reynolds, college professor, opines on a coming bubble-bursting in higher ed, and I can't say I disagree. I've written in my other blog of my idea of adult education – which would separate the acquisition of knowledge and the confirmation that one has that knowledge.
The ugly aspect of current college education is that the verification of knowledge is done by the same person who is supposed to be providing it. And usually such people will not fail students who at least meet minimum standards [of getting work done, showing up to class], no matter how little they can demonstrate any useful knowledge. It's hard to independently validate the value of what one has received. At this point in my life, I'm learning all sorts of humanities info I never had the chance for in college: learning about Dickens and Austen due to my own extensive reading [read all the novels, and some supporting critical/historical sources, joined various groups who also liked to discuss these things], learning about the history of language due to lectures from the Teaching Company [love their stuff... can get any course at deep discount if you're willing to wait. Each course goes on sale for about 75% off at least once a year. That's when I buy.]
So I'm thinking this guy talking about reducing tuition costs through a variety of means is actually trying to keep that bubble big: “Let's increase enrollment!” Honey, most colleges aren't selective at all – they'll take anybody who will pay. That's part of the reason they've got middle-school level classes in colleges parading under the name of “College Math” [yes, I've taught this...it's very depressing. I taught it not only at no-name schools, but also NYU.] I'll say it: there are already too many people in college. It's going to take reducing the high-cost, low-teaching employees [not just tenured profs, but sinecures like Diversity Officers] and bumping up the cheap, lots-of-teaching employees. There's been an overproduction of Masters degrees, so there's definitely a cheap teaching corps to be had.
As an aside, I feel somewhat sorry for this 13-year-old girl who can't get into a local community college due to her age...but if I were her parents, I wouldn't sue. I'd find a free method of learning the same info. But I understand not being able to take advantage of the resources out there... I was lucky enough to go to a public geek school for high school, but even there I ran out of resources in math – I, too, was forbidden to take classes at the local college due to political reasons [namely, the head of the math dept didn't want to admit a math & science school had run out of math resources for any of its students. Other depts had no trouble with students going to Duke for advanced classes.]
Here are a couple of my fave free learning sites: History According to Bob, a daily podcast on history, and Bob has CDs of old recordings, very affordable too. He covers all sorts of history – from details of Napoleon's battles to stories of courtesans.... from Aztec punishments to the multiple assassination attempts on Hitler.
MIT's OpenCourseWare – my go-to site for anything mathematical [after Wikipedia, which actually has great math coverage...as a reference source. Not the best place to try to learn from, but if you've already got a basis, you can pick up so much more]. Don't be scared off by the MIT name – they've got an associated high school site, and I've found most of the freshman courses they have on video to be accessible at least in terms of understanding the concepts, even if you can't do the homework.
The question is: do you want the knowledge, or do you want the piece of paper? I prefer the knowledge. I can demonstrate that if need be. I've never been one to like appealing to a piece of paper... I happen to remember that appeal to authority is a logical fallacy [again, learned from independent reading, not a formal course]. I don't give a damn if a person has an Harvard Law degree, as a totally random example, if they've got nothing to show for what they've learned.
Related: College cost-benefit analysis from my high school roommate
Other reason the bubble will pop: too many chicks, not enough guys. Once the women realize that college isn't even good for picking up a hot date, that will really cut into promoting BS BAs.
My favorite stanza
I wrote about it in Sing the whole thing, on Memorial Day, and Doug Powers guest-blogging posts video of a man singing the 4th verse to the Star-Spangled Banner.
From the “This is not a good thing” department
A short headline over the weekend noted that the rating agency, Fitch, has downgraded the credit rating of Connecticut from AA+ to AA; despite the fact that the state is the richest, per capita, in the nation. What does this mean? Well, in the short term it means that Connecticut will have to pay higher interest rates for the money it wishes to borrow. That in turn will reduce the share of state tax revenues that can actually be applied to the various state programs. No doubt, as is the usual ploy of politicians, there will be high visibility press conferences where they regrettably hand wring and bemoan that the pinch will be reflected first by reductions in the budgets for first responders; police, firefighters and EMTs. I mean, naturally these essential services are the first cut instead of, you know, more, er, discretionary expenses.
How long before the same occurs in, say, New York or California? Here in NY, the Albany politicians are in denial, unable to come to any sane compromises on the state budget; which forces governance by a serious of measures, similar to U.S. Congressional continuing resolutions, drafted by the governor. Just as with the Congress, the assembly's primary job is to pass a yearly budget for the state; and just like Congress, they have failed miserably. Remember when this was one of the national Democrat talking points, the inability of the RETHUG! Congress to do their job responsibly?
In California though, people are starting to wise up to what is really driving the budget shortfalls. The public is starting to get hip to the high costs associated with public employees union member's pay, pensions, and perks.
Despite record high membership and dues, and years of unparalleled clout in state capitols, public sector unions find themselves on the defensive, desperately trying to hold on to past gains in the face of a skeptical press and angry voters. So far has the zeitgeist shifted against them that, on one recent weekend, government employees were the butt of a Saturday Night Live skit, followed, the next day, by a New York Times magazine cover article proclaiming the “Teachers’ Unions’ Last Stand.”
Public unions’ traditional strength–the ability to finance their members’ rising pay and benefits through tax increases–has become a liability. Although private sector unions always have had to worry that consumers will resist rising prices for their goods, public sector unions have benefited from the fact that taxpayers can’t choose–they are, in effect, “captive consumers.”
Captive indeed. I'd say more like economic terrorists really, because they are holding the taxpayer's wallets hostage ! California's budget shortfall is astronomical, so it will be interesting to see what the voters in arguably the nations most progressive state say about this via the ballot box.
But, it's an important question indeed, one that's facing the nation as a whole. Especially since our national debt is poised to overtake, and indeed surpass, GDP by 2012.
President Barack Obama is poised to increase the U.S. debt to a level that exceeds the value of the nation’s annual economic output, a step toward what Bill Gross called a “debt super cycle.”
I can asure you that a "debt super cycle" is not a good thing. And instinctively, the public knows as well too, as evidenced by the results of this Gallup poll in which terrorism and public debt tie as the most worrisome issues to Americans when considering threats to the future well-being of the U.S. In light of this increasing public awareness, Tyler Durden at Zerohedge wonders aloud:
We hope the president will finally address this untenable collision course during one of his daily TV appearances in the upcoming weeks, instead of ruminating on last week's terrific(ally bad) NFP report.
He's going to have to do something, once this chart starts to get more widespread play.
While it's clear that the rate of increase of the national debt steepened under Bush, it has gone Parabolic under Obama; a fact that may take some of the wind out of the sails of the, "I BLAME BOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!", crowd. But they'll still try to throw that up against the wall and see of it sticks.
But this brings me to a larger point. In the upcoming finger pointing marathons regarding just who is responsible for the incredibly high national debt they'll be a lot of talk about how RETHUGS! are responsible owing to their dastardly , demagoguish, tax cuts over the years with which they unfairly "bought" elections. That's pure poppycock, of course, because spending could have been reduced at any point along the line to bring expenditures back in line with revenues-even for the sacred cows of entitlements. But, you know, eeeeevvvolll Booooooooosh! who resided in the pocket of big business and corporate interests only wanted to reform social security because he hated old people and chilrunz-especially the non white ones...
Also, there'll be the usual recriminations about "Wars of ADVENTURE!" and gratuitous defense spending over the years. But the inconvenient truth is that the ever shrinking defense budget, even including war expenditures, is but a fraction of the debt incurred due to entitlements and discretionary spending. I experienced this firsthand when President Clinton decreased the number of fighter squadrons in the Navy in favor of more versatile fighter/attack units-part of his questionable "peace dividend", which was just another excuse to cut the defense budget. Indeed, one of the fave talking points of the lefties is that the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan will ultimately entail an extra trillion dollars of expense to the treasury. But those same folks ignore the nearly 4 trillion dollars added to the debt during the same time period due to increases in the Dept of Ed and Medicare part D.
And under O'Bammy? I can't decide whether he is truly doing what all good statists and Keynsians believe is right, or if this is Cloward-Piven writ large. Maybe, though, he's just good ol' Big Spending Barry thinkin' he's lettin' the good times roll. God only knows, and He ain't telling!
But, just as local government officials always respond to public calls for tax and budget reductions with emergency services cuts first, you can be sure that, at the national level, socialist Democrats will respond to the need for debt reduction by demanding further cuts in expenditures in the one area that is constitutionally mandated.
The time has come to call their bluff on this maneuver. We need to remind them of the words of Robert Goodloe Harper in response to the XYZ affair; "Millions for Defense, but not one cent in tribute". And, they need to be made to understand that we're smart enough to realize that a reduction in line item increases do not equal cuts, and that instead of increasing the number of public employees-union members all-they need to take, and spend, less of our tax dollars so that the private sector engine of enterprise can create more sustainable jobs across the nation.
Kool-Aid Man Snubs President – a POWIP EXCLUSIVE
It seems the honeymoon is over. After 25 years, the friendship between Kool-Aid Man and President Obama has reportedly come to a screeching halt.
"I should of seen it coming - I mean, the first signs of his infidelity - when he opted for a beer summit. At the time, I just sort of shrugged it off. I mean, in retrospect I should have realized something had changed between us." These, the words of a subdued Kool-Aid Man, as he and I sat for a frank discussion at the local Starbucks. He, drinking his mocha latte half-caff on ice with easy whipped cream, me with my pen and paper in hand, untouched coffee serving as a centerpiece.
After a moment or two of silence, he went on, "Look, I met Barry waaaaay back. In middle school. He was just a lanky unknown back then. We both liked to play basketball, hang out, check out the neighborhood women, occasionally cat-calling, etcetera. He was a decent guy... back then. We were tight. Hell, from there through his election to the Illinois legislature. He and I would talk all sorts of stuff. Politics, religion. Nothing was off limits. Then he started really making a name for himself and the calls became less frequent. I'd shout out to him and sometimes days, weeks would pass before I'd hear anything back from him. And when I did, it was usually an intern calling to let me know he was unavailable but 'eager' to talk to me. I chalked it up to his harried schedule, Michele, the kids... I get it... time becomes somehow more difficult to find when the world is pressing down around you."
I must confess it was a little weird seeing the Kool-Aid Man like this. So obviously melancholy. After a sip, he went on, "Then comes the 'Big News' and he's calling me everyday. Hey, KAM - that's my nickname - howabout you hook these people in Iowa up with some of your top-shelf stuff?" Of course, who was I to say no? Hell, I was just happy to have his attention. So I did. I shipped the best stuff we had... I mean, real good shit, and lo and behold I get another call. "KAM, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could you rig this shit up for the MSM? Things are really picking up and between you and me, I think we have a good thing going here. Maureen, Keith, Chris and the rest can't seem to get enough. I'll make it up to you. You know I'm good like that." So I did. We invested millions in retrofitting the White House Press Room with taps. I mean, shit, this stuff was coming straight from the barrel. We even threw in baristas at first. But they (the media establishment) were like ravenous wolves. They didn't like to tip. That's for sure. But man did they plow through the stuff. I couldn't believe it. Never seen anything like it."
So when was the turning point? When did things start going askew in the relationship? "Ha! I can remember it like it was yesterday. I came to Barry and said, 'Big B, you think you could muster a check or something? I mean, I hate to ask, but...?' I'll never forget what he said. 'KAM, you know I am good for it. I mean, shit, your like the official erm sugar drink or whatever of this administration.' I said something like, 'That's funny, I don't see any product placements like you promised. Not one endorsement like you promised. In fact, is it just me or does your logo look like Pepsi's? I mean, really - the 'choice of a new generation' - how obvious was that?'"
And that brings us to today. "Look. I am not saying I have cut him off completely. But I am tired of the empty promises. And frankly, I can't afford to give this shit away for free any longer. If I told you the amount he and his handlers owe me, you'd be stunned. I even mentioned to him several ways we might make it all go away. Really win-win kinds of ideas. But he always brushes me off. And I am tired of it. I've had it. I don't even know who this guy is any more. That's when I realized he's been drinking the shit himself. It's the only way to explain how he's acting these days. And if there's one thing you gotta know it's never, ever drink your own Kool-Aid. That's like Rule #1. And he knows better."
My interest was piqued, of course. The implications huge. So, I pressed KAM a bit more. "Look, it's easy. We could talk grants. We could talk a place on the Food Pyramid. Shit, that seems to have worked pretty well for the Dairy Farmers. Product placements, as I mentioned before. Photo Ops. Whatever. The point is, this has gotten out of hand. In fact, the amount of Kool-Aid his crew goes through each day makes that fucking BP gusher look like a trickle. But instead Barry's hanging out with his more 'influencial' friends. Paul McCartney? Really? Where was he the night we blew through 3k in...."
At that Kool-Aid Man stood up, obviously upset, and turned toward the wall. A dejected friend lamenting the bygone years. "It hurts, I tell you. He was like a brother to me. And now, well... he's been calling again. Seems he needs us to step up production. I told him demand has been waning for months. Hell, almost a year. I can't even give the shit away. Then he went on about supply-side economics. Fucking laughable, really. Kool-Aid is not a one-term product. I am afraid Bary forgets himself these days. I got caught up. All the hype. I mean, who wouldn't want a childhood friend to make it to the top? Right? Well, I guess old KAM knows his place now. And Barry can ram it for all I care. Hard for me to say that. I used to love that guy. Still do. Well, at least the memory of him. I mean, how he used to be. How we used to be. But those days are gone forever. He's got bigger friends now." As he walks to the door, he pitches his only-partially consumed sophist-O-drink in the trash. "Who the hell drinks this shit anyway. Tastes like ego." And with that, he is gone.
Waxmandersloot Arrested in Chile
In a related story, van der Sloot faces an arrest warrant for extortion and wire fraud. Earlier in May, he extorted $15,000 dollars from Natalee Holloway’s mother for information on how her daughter died and where her remains were. He asked for $250,000 total.
Commentary: What a piece of shit. How does someone like this afford his rock n roll lifestyle?
movie review: (not very much) Sex
I saw Sex and the City 2 last weekend. For you.
Okay, I kind of wanted to see it. Not a lot, since I had seen several clips, and was saddened by the staleness of the puns. But a girlfriend reallllly wanted to go, and do the whole "girls' night out" thing that very much makes me cringe. I actually liked the first movie, and have been a devout fan of the show since the beginning, back in 1998. So it is saying a lot that I was ready to pass on this event...but I'm slightly glad I didn't.
(The rest of this post will include spoilers, so if you are looking forward to seeing this film for yourself, consider yourself warned!!!)
For all the mocking we all throw at Carrie and the girls for being slutty sluts and terrible role models, this movie was something a little different. Amidst the over-the-top luxury and immaturity, there were quite a few Conservative Ideals thrown in. Just as the six seasons of the show were about being single and the pursuit of the right partner, the first movie about next steps and transitions, this movie was mostly about the responsibilities of marriage/families. For everyone except Samantha, of course. But, what I realized just a few days ago (and not many reviews seem to acknowledge) is that there's really not much sex happening in this chapter of the SATC franchise. Samantha only gets action TWICE in this movie...once at the very beginning, and once at the VERY end. Nothing for Miranda and Charlotte sex-wise, and Carrie shares an oh-so-scandalous KISS with a man who is not her husband! High drama follows in a should I/shouldn't I tell my husband storyette, and the resolution was one which would probably make Dr. Laura proud. So yeah. Not very much sex. Shots of man-bulges at the pool, yes---lots of dirty sex scenes? No.
Miranda's storyline fit in with the anti-misogyny theme of the film; she quits her job after telling off her woman-hating boss. Her new joy is being able to "be there" for her son at school events, things she has always missed in the past due to work (again, I think Dr. Laura would kinda love that). The usually-perfect wife and mother Charlotte is trying to cope with the day-to-day frazzled mess of raising two young children. She's ashamed and depressed that she can't handle it by herself and is worried that her husband is interested in their hot nanny.
All the while Carrie and Big are trying to not be boring, or something. They're the crazy married couple who dare to not have children, and experience a moment of discrimination from complete strangers because of this. Conveniently, Samantha scores a business deal that flies all of them to Abu Dhabi as guests of a Sheikh (this scene was filmed at my favorite hangout in Lincoln Center, by the way, and you can get officially-themed SATC drinks there, too) where all the fun let's-shock-the-Arabs hijinks occur.
Aside from a SOOOO so so so so embarrassing scene with the girls doing karaoke to "I am Woman", it's an okay movie. It feels long at 146 minutes, for sure, but it's a pretty good time. The interiors are damn beautiful, it's like an orgy of Vogue and Architectural Digest. The clothes are way fun to look at. I love it when people are shocked and horrified by something Carrie is wearing (OMG like who would WEAR that?) It's a MOVIE, kids. It's fashion. It's all fantasy. No one is forcing you to put it on and wear it to church. Also, as much as I don't like Liza Minnelli, her version of "Single Ladies" performed at the Big Gay Wedding is worth the price of admission alone.
Oh, and for boys who like cars, you get to look at a whole lot of these throughout the movie. And in case you were wondering, SATC3 may be in the works.









