Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Bogus Moon of Tenderness and Magic You Hold Out to Each Prisoner Like a Cup of Light

So, NPR, Rush Limbaugh, and magical thinking:

This is one way in which conservative journalism is actually far more sophisticated than mainstream news journalism. Conservative pundits, while usually slanting their account in highly partisan and often misleading terms, do a fairly good job of grasping and explaining the fact that the two parties fundamentally disagree on the causes of and solutions to the economic crisis and the long-term deficit. In this sense, a Rush Limbaugh listener may well be better informed about the causes of the impasse than listener of NPR or other mainstream organs. The former will have in his mind a wildly slanted version of the basic political landscape, while the latter's head will be filled with magical thinking.

Yay teams! Magical thinking? I'm watching the USMNT versus Mexico friendly, here's magical thinking: USMNT and Mexico will never win anything of importance, settling for automatic bids into World Cups and the occasional advance out of group play to lose in the round of sixteen, until CONCACAF and CONMEBOL merge, both club and country, making the Western Hemisphere equal to if not superior to UEFA!

All of us compete to be the biggest dick in this (and every) glory hole, dancing not as Corporate designed but as manipulated by Corporate which understands our design and markets Coke and Pepsi to keep us addicted to dancing on sugar water. Knowing I'm a cog doesn't make me not a cog; trying not to be a cog makes me a different kind of cog. Do you think it's an accident we scream the same things at each other with the assistance of Corporate's digital encouragement?

Daily Gaddis:

In the hall, where he stopped in the communal toilet, he was troubled again by the problem in arithmetic penciled on the wall there. Someone had multiplied 763 by 37, and got 38,321. He had checked it, idly, two years before; then carefully, at every sitting since. Who had made the mistake? Was it too late to find them and tell them? 10,000... what? Had this person gained it? or lost it? Was it too late? Stanley looked at his wrist watch. He walked out into the cold morning asking himself this rhetorical question: Can you start measuring a minute at any instant you wish?


Denis Johnson

Here in the electric dusk your naked lover
tips the glass high and the ice cubes fall against her teeth.
It's beautiful Susan, her hair sticky with gin,
Our Lady of Wet Glass-Rings on the Album Cover,
streaming with hatred in the heat
as the record falls and the snake-band chords begin
to break like terrible news from the Rolling Stones,
and such a last light—full of spheres and zones.
         you're just an erotic hallucination,
just so much feverishly produced kazoo music,
are you serious?—this large oven impersonating night,
this exhaustion mutilated to resemble passion,
the bogus moon of tenderness and magic
you hold out to each prisoner like a cup of light?


  1. I find the "defense of crackers" rather feeble. It strays into the realm of unicorns with the first point.

  2. Oh how quickly we've forgotten about 2002 where we almost beat Germany, surely would have dispatched the Koreans and upset the Uruguayan Mother of All Upsets by knocking off Ronaldo.

  3. "Defending crackers" is about as bullshit as you can get, busterbrown.

    But I'm sure it wins points with pisspot partisans and their puerile pontifications of pedantic profundity.

    Like Ass Thunder in the first comment above.

  4. Perhaps Ass Thunder prefers to believe the MSM's painted picture... which would not surprise me in the least.

    I mean, it's what you believe, BDR. So he's just following whom he follows. Logical, and all that stuff. Eh?

  5. Well, I wish I had phrased the link differently but couldn't change it once it was posted. For the record, I wanted to give your point of view a fair hearing here.

    We agree on much re: the use to which pwogs and crackers are set against each other for political purposes. I've always admitted my prejudices re: crackers and admitted that for thirty years of voting the bigotry was a component of my idiotic straight Dem ticket voting. And I admit that even if I never vote for a Dem again I can't get past my disdain for Rush Limbaugh fans and their fucking imaginary friend Republican Jesus, just as you won't vote for a Republican or Democrat and can't get past your disdain for pwoggles.

  6. Perhaps Ass Thunder prefers to believe the MSM's painted picture...

    That's funny, Karl!

    Your picture is the picture that was sold to us initially by FAUX Nooze and assorted Koch Brothers-funded astroturfing organizations and then adopted as per usual by the rest of the corporate media.

  7. For all the worry over "tribalism," what's most ironic is that the defense of Teaps from any and all criticism is the most tribal of all.

    These people are no more or less than neo-Birchers who don't want gummint to spend money on the poor, but have no problem with bloviated military budgets.

  8. @Jack Crow
    Nothing "neo" about their Bircherism. After all their financiers, the Koch Bros. are the sons of the main Birch funder of a former time. The only change is additional fundamentalist rhetoric.

    I am always amazed that you (indirectly) give "Corporate" so much credit for competence.

  9. I think of it not so much as competence as relentless, brutal, clumsy resolve. And it really doesn't take all that much competence to successfully set people of like needs and wants against each other.