Sunday, May 31, 2009

New Blog!

I've started a new blog, a cooking blog.

It's called, with stunning originality, delagar cooks.

In fact, though, I'm hoping all y'all will all send me cool recipes.  This is my ploy to find great new things for dinner.  I am tired of eating tacos and corned beef and macaroni.  What in shit can I cook for dinner tonight, I was grumbling yet again, and the answer came to me: ask the blogospehere!

Y'all know everything, after all.

So we'll make a bank, and then we'll always have something for dinner that isn't tacos.

How will that be? 


Ow! Ow!

So we're driving down the street and from the back seat comes this horrendously loud SMACK! and my kid yells, "Ow!" and then, "Box car!"

The thing is, she's all by herself in the backseat.  Who is hitting her, you wonder?

Yeah, herself.

When she's with her BFF, it's worse -- then they hit each other.  

"Box car!" (Smack! Whack!) (You hit yourself in the head when you see one of those box-shaped cars -- why?  Jesus M. Julliard, don't I wish I knew.)

"Jeep!" (Free-for-all! Everyone smacks everyone!)

"Slug-bug! No hits back!" (Whoever sees a VW and didn't yell it gets hit.  And if you leave off the second bit, all bets are off.)

"Pickup Poke!" (But this one has been cancelled lately, because we have too many pickups in Fort Smith.)

What about vans and Hummers, you wonder?  I wondered, because of course I must INQUIRE about anthropological habits of the natives.  Nope, no rules for these yet.

Coming soon, though, I am sure.


Saturday, May 30, 2009

WTF

Some time ago I had a commenter take me to task because I seemed to be implying, with my tea bag posts, that many Republicans were racist and sexist.


And last night, on Bill Maher, I don't know if you saw this one: John Bolton claiming that Sotomayor violated her oath -- she says, after all, that her life and her history and her ethnic background has an influence on what she thinks, how she decides things.  The oath, Bolton tells us, pompously reading it aloud for the ignorant masses who don't know what the oath says, clearly says one does not distinguish between rich and poor, one class or the other: Justice must be blind!

Hill Harper took exception to this interpretation of the circumstances; as did Maher, who pointed out, reading from a citation he had ready, that Justice John Roberts had, in his decisions, sided with the corporations, with the prosecutors, with the state -- in other words, with the patriarchial, white male side, his culture's side -- in every single decision he had made.

Zoomed right over Bolton's head.  See, that's not cultural bias, because white guys don't have cultural bias.  White guys are the culture.  Only people that aren't white guys have cultural bias.

It's like the white hegemonic argument that is getting made over there at RaceFail: we don't want to read SF where the story/characters are all concerned with race or sex, the (white hegemonic male straight) folk are saying.  We just want a good story!

A good story about a white male hegemonic straight culture, doing things of interest to white male hegemonic straight people -- because that's the real culture, those are real people.  That's the only unmarked state, that's the only real POV, to someone like Bolton, and the other Republican, Heather Wilson, who was much more polite, but was saying the same thing.

This came out when Maher brought up Proposition Eight.

Why, he asked, should the religion be involved the business part of marriage at all?  It should, he said, obvious be a civil matter.  The religious part should be entirely separate.  

Heather Wilson came up with a sweet little Right-Wing talking point, which she had obviously used before: "Because," she said, "though we are not all a faithful people, we are all people of faith."

She was going to go on, but Maher, and this is why I keep watching him even though he gets on my nerves sometimes, cut her off: "I'm not," he said.

This unnerved her.  "Well," she said, and was quiet.  Obviously, this line had always worked before -- what to do when it didn't.  After a second she said, "Most of..."

"I'm not," he repeated, "and plenty of America is like me.  More and more."

(I can't find a transcript -- here's his page, maybe you can -- so I'm working from memory.)

"Well," she said again.  "Most Americans--"

"I just don't think you can say we all are," he said.  "We aren't all."

"I am," she said, sweetly, bravely, standing up to the infidel.  "And I believe that marriage is between one man and one woman."

"All right," Maher said, and moved on -- nicely, I thought, instead of pointing out to her, as he might have, that that was all very well, but the country was founded precisely so that she could believe what she wanted, and do what she wanted in her own personal life, not so that she could impose her religious beliefs on the rest of us.

I mean, I'm an atheist.  I don't insist she raise her kids as atheists, do I?  Even though I do think they'd be better off that way?  (And I do, in fact.)

My point -- and I do have one -- is that Wilson and Bolton both have been marked by their culture and their race.  That they don't recognize that flat truth does, in fact, make them less wise as well as less able to make good decisions than Sotomayor, or any other person, of color or otherwise, who is minimally self-aware and introspective.

Sorry.  It just does.

PS/Update: Oh, I forgot the funniest bit of Bill Maher last night: how neither John Bolton nor Wilson would speak against the Sainted Rush Limbaugh when Maher asked them to!  Maher, citing how looney Limbaugh's side of the Republican Party had become, and then mentioning what Colin Powell was trying to do -- create a more sane branch for balance -- asked Bolton and Wilson whether they thought Limbaugh or Powell was the better approach, and neither would say a word against the Great and Powerful Limbaugh.  No! No! One does not take the Name of Rush in Vain!

Hee!  These people are such tools.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Wow

I don't know if this is frightening or poetry or utterly cool.

why am i so tired
why am i always tired
why am i always cold
why am i not losing weight
why am i always hungry
why am i here
why am i tired all the time
why am i still single
why am i single
why am i depressed

Thursday, May 28, 2009

More on Sotomayor

Matt Y points out more succinctly and politely than I did why the Right is full of shit, as usual.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

This wins!

The stupidest thing said on the 'sphere about Sotomayor (said by the charming Althouse, BTW):

What does it MEAN that she touches her shoulder when she talks?  What is the DEEP MEANING of that gesture?

Um...that you're an idiot?  Wait, we knew that...I give up.  What does it mean?

One of the commenters on LGM says maybe it means Sotomayor misses her parrot.  Hee.  I kind of like that one.

See Also

Xtian Teeshirt: Just for you!


Jesus is about Torture (No Wisdom Wanted)


History?  Research?  Too dangerous!  Disinformation is cooler!

Xtians: the Real Victims!

(Via Fred at Slacktivist, who has a fine post on the sort of WV this culture is creating.)

But That's Racist!

See, in the Whackawing world, nominating anyone other than the white guy is both racist and sexist.

Why, you wonder?  Why can't they think for one minute that Sotomayor might be the best candidate for the job?

Well, duh.  That's easy.  Girls and brown people are never the best people for the job.  If they were, God would have made them white and male.  

Also, as everyone knows, brown women are racist and stupid.

Silly questions!

(See an analysis of the validity of the Right's talking points here.)

(See also: ABW on the issue.  Don't miss Paul in comments!  What a treat! The Angry White Male of Privilege Explains the World to Us!)

(And for further rebuttal see this too.)

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Seen at the Reagan Library

I would suspect this sign of irony, except, as we know, Republicans don't actually know what irony is.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Really, Really Tough

I was really, really trying hard not to get political about Memorial Day.

I've got members of my family who served; I've got students who were in the first Bush's stupid war, and ones who have fought and have returned from W's idiot war; I have students who have been called up; I have students who are hoping against hope that Obama can end it before they get deployed.

So my approach is to say yes, this war sucks; Bushco fucked up; the troops still do their job. Honor that.

I planned to leave it at there, this day.

Only: ONLY.

Here at RedState, Whackawits had to -- they had to!

They're published the number killed in battle (because that's more worthy of being honored, see, than a solider who signs up to fight and his troop ship is swamped with influenza and he dies) -- screw you, soldier!  No honor for you!  Or the soldier killed in a crash getting to the battlefield.  Fuck you, soldier!  Loser!

Which, okay, let that go.

It's the count in the Indian Wars that gets me.  1000 deaths in battle.

Now what now?

Lest you think they're only counting, you know, Real Americans, don't miss how the count under the Civil War.  Treasonous Motherfucking Racists count; but Native American soldiers, defending their homes and families?  Fuck y'all!  You ain't Americans!

God, the Right.  They wear me out.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Pro What Now?

You'll remember those polls a few weeks (The Whack Right went whack over them*) that seemed to show the country had suddenly experienced a radical shift and decided it was Pro-Life after all?

I did not comment then, because I reckoned they were flawed polls (Nate Silver's blog analyzed them as likely to be so) and what else was there to say?

But yes, obviously they were: here's another poll, less mendaciously constructed, showing no such shift at all.  Imagine that. 

Turns out the first poll was, apparently, slanted: pollsters asking only if people were pro-life.  No clarification given, no attempt was made to allow for situations in which people might be saying, well, yes, in theory I'm pro-life, but if the woman's life is in danger; or, yes, I'm pro-life myself, but really, isn't that up to the individual woman?  Or, I'm pro-life, except when it's a nine-year-old and she's pregnant with twins and her step-daddy has been raping her since she was six and she weighs 66 pounds and she'll die if she gives birth.  Or, I'm pro-life, but what if the fetus is doomed anyway and the woman's life is at risk if she proceeds with the pregnancy?

Or -- and frankly, this is my position -- I'm pro-how-is-this-the-state's-fucking-business, again?  Last time I checked, this was the woman's body, she owned it, she gets to decide what to do with it.  How about we keep the state and your church out of my uterus?  How would that be?

Not that any of this will stop the Whackawits.  Little bits like making their datastreams match up to reality never mattered to them anyway -- how else could they believe in a 6000 year old planet in a world that has pottery older than that?



*If you want to be made ill, read the comments at the second post.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Rachel!

Re: The idiocy that is Don't Ask Don't Tell:

My Hero, Rachel Maddow, continues to be great.

Also, Anna Marie Cox, may I add.  Now I have two heroes!


Yay!

Finally seeing some bees in my yard.

I was starting to fret.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Cap & Trade

Here's why I like Nate Silver's Blog FiveThirtyEight: ( though this post is actually written by Robert Frank): one of the best and clearest explanations of Cap & Trade and why it's a good plan I have seen yet.

Right-Wing Whining

Okay, I like Cheerios as much as the next Leftist Mama; I like them mainly because they are one of the few breakfast cereals on the shelf in your mainstream market which do not contain high fructose  corn syrup (as regular readers know, the kid has a corn syrup allergy).

But the FDA sending them a warning letter concerning their practice of placing claims on the box about how eating their cereal for six weeks would lower someone's cholesterol level, given that no scientific study exists to back that claim?  Well, that's the FDA's job.

So this conservative outrage over the incident? (Rush Limbaugh called it "irritating, intrusive nonsense," and claimed Obama was behind the letter, since he knew babies loved Cheerios more than they loved the President.)  More anti-science, anti-intellectual, anti-reality -- well, yeah, I am being redundant, I suppose: more conservative behavior, that's all I need to say.

Which brings me to what I've been doing over the past week or so: reading about Charles Darwin, who, I have to tell you, is so cool.

This started because the kid is doing a project at school on Natural Selection.  We made a trip to the public library, hunting resources, somewhat dispiritedly -- we'd been there last year, when the kid was first interested in evolution, so I knew not much was available.

But! Surprise!  Darwin Day had, apparently, made a difference: half dozen new books had been added, which is quite a few for this library, including an excellent short biography, Tim Berra's Charles Darwin; and a couple new kids' books, including a graphic novel about Darwin's life.  I also found a big fat biography on Darwin, from the 80s, which I hadn't noticed before.

Anyway, the kid did her research, but I've also been reading quite happily.   The Berra book, though short, was quite good; the big fat biography, Ronald Clark's The Survival of Charles Darwin, though old, is also entrancing.  My favorite bits include Darwin and Captain FitzRoy's row while in Brazil.  You'll remember that FitzRoy was the captain of the Beagle.  Anyway, they had visited a plantation in Brazil, and the FitzRoy asked a slave, in front of his owner, if he was happy as a slave.  The slave said indeed, he loved being a slave.  (FitzRoy, a conservative, supported slavery, thought black people were natural slaves, and white people natural owners, due to their superior natures.)  There, he told Darwin, see?  Darwin scoffed at this "evidence," pointing out that what a slave said in front of his owner could hardly be taken at face value; FitzRoy flew into a rage and banished him from the Captain's mess.

But the gunroom officers let him eat with them until FitzRoy got over his snit and apologized.

(This is from Berra's text: When Huxley and Wilberforce held their famous debate over Darwin's Theory at Oxford, Captain FitzRoy was in the audience.  Wilberforce, Bishop of Oxford, demanded to know, if Darwin's theory was true, which of Huxley's grandparents was an ape, his grandfather or his grandmother.  Huxley replied that, given a choice between having an ape for an anscestor or having someone like Wilberforce, who would introduce mockery into a scientific debate, he would certainly choose an ape.  The audience erupted, with students shouting "Monkey, monkey!" and women, so the story goes, fainting.  My favorite bit, though, is how FitzRoy stalked from the room, brandishing a Bible and shouting, "The Book! the Book!")

(30 years after the voyage of the Beagle, while governor of New Zealand, FitzRoy would shoot himself.)

Also: seeking evidence to back up his theory of evolution (as most people know, Darwin wasn't the first to come up with the notion; however, he was determined not to publish without plenty of evidence) Darwin studied barnacles, both fossil barnacles and actual barnacles, for nine years, amassing details for change through the eons and centuries.  At one point during these nine years, he wrote in his famous notebooks the line, "I hate a barnacle as no man ever did before."

He also hated slavery, people who hurt animals, that he had to send his children off to boarding school, and rudeness to servants.

He was bad at math, and did not do well in the 19th century equivalent of grammar school.

He was an atheist (though he called himself an agnostic) and said he did not see why anyone would even wish to be a Christian, calling it a "damnable doctrine."  This distressed his wife Emma (herself a Christian) so much that she edited it out of his autobiography, though some years after her death it was edited back in.

He discovered the role earthworms play in creating soil, and established the method of scientific controls.

On the occasions when he got things wrong - which did happen -- he admitted it.  Right up front and straight out.

The more I read, the more I like this guy.