Monday, March 31, 2008

I've generally never been a fan of Lyndon Johnson. But James Carroll's op-ed in today's Boston Globe really throws a new perspective on the man.

Forty Years After Vietnam: A Reckoning.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Monday, March 24, 2008

Monday, March 17, 2008

Perhaps I'm taking a pretty unpopular spin on this whole scandal regarding Eliot Spitzer's sexual improprieties, but here goes....

Eliot Spitzer should face no criminal charges for sleeping with a prostitute. In fact, he shouldn't have even resigned as Governor of New York. If this country were sane, which it is not, prostitution would be legal and regulated in every state in the union, and lonely middle-aged men, or women, with marital problems (like Spitzer) would be able to visit as many prostitutes (male or female, straight or gay) as they wanted provided they could pay for it and provided those prostitutes were consenting adults who had passed a state mandated STD test.

Spitzer resigned, of course, because he was a hypocrite in his personal life. But unless someone tells me this young women he slept with was underage at the time, or that he raped her, then there is no reason that should affect his political position. This whole scandal was a political assassination. Spitzer was targeted because he was the only man with power investigating corrupt business practices on Wall Street.
Yeah, this pretty much sums up my feelings:

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/2008/03/16/89-saint-patricks-day/

Monday, March 10, 2008

A typical winter morning for me, meaning I woke up late and took forever to get ready. To save some time, I decided to pick my breakfast up on the way to work. There's a Manhattan Bagel shop down the street from my job where breakfast with coffee is less than 5 bucks. I've been going to this place for nearly a year now. I don't even have to tell them what I want, they just say it for me: "Egg and Provolone on Pumpernickel, yeah?"

It was the same this morning. I smiled and said thank you, then walked over to their coffee machines and poured myself a cup of hazelnut coffee. My friend Alex introduced me to it a while ago, and like him, I became hooked quickly.

I poured myself a cup and moved over to the payment line. After I'd paid, whilst putting my change back into my wallet, I heard a customer to my right say "Oh FORGET IT! I'm going someplace where the goddamn people speak English!" I looked over and saw this well dressed man angrily put his drink back into the display cooler he'd gotten it from. I realize now I must have been staring at him with a puzzled look, wondering how he could think the guy behind the counter wasn't speaking English (I've been ordering food from this same dude for a year, remember). The man then looked at me, his face expressing a need to find solidarity with his indignation. "Can you believe this place?", his eyes ask me.

I looked back at my change, shook my head and uttered, "Fuck you, asshole."

He left the shop. I don't know if he heard me say the words or not. I don't care if he did or didn't, or if it offended him. He ruined my morning.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Classic Flash Cartoon

One of the funniest things ever created for the Internet.

http://www.weebls-stuff.com/wab/band/