Monthly Archives: September 2003

briefly/gap

Results of Bush economic policy: The rich got richer, while the poor got poorer (and more numerous). Sadly, this is not terribly surprising; some have been saying that this was the plan from the beginning. (That letter is by David Brin, a former Lloydie; it’s not very well written but still the most memorable thing I ever read on Slashdot.)

And apparently this is the remedy Arnold has in mind for California. I’ll pass, thanks.

review/statements

I was excited to get my sample ballot, but the voter information guide is even better! It has 250 word statements from the various candidates, and even in “normal” elections is usually good for a laugh at the expense of the loonies.

However, I was disappointed by many candidates who did not submit a statement. Nothing from Gary Coleman or Gallagher? No comment from Mary Carey? Not even a “hasta la vista” from Arnold? (In order to get a statement printed in the voter guide, the candidate must accept an expenditure limit of about $10.6 million, which presumably accounts for Arnold’s absence, as well as Tom McClintock. Bustamante, Huffington, and Camejo all accepted the spending limit.) Bustamante likes the italics. Camejo is one of those Instant Runoff Voting dorks. (Right – Green Party.) Arianna isn’t a huge fan of complete sentences. These guys are all very boring compared to, say, Trek Thunder Kelly: “Dear Voters, Please vote for me, thus breaking the Seventh Seal and incurring Armageddon.” I’ll have to remember him.

linkage/books

Throughout the history of Christianity the Bible has been used as a tool for the subjugation of women. In the long tradition that includes medieval witch hunts and the Southern Baptists’ 1998 declaration that wives should submit to their husbands, we now have Revolve: an edition of the New Testament marketed to teenage girls, fashion-magazine style, which is climbing the sales charts (currently ranked 56 on Amazon). You may be wondering what’s so bad about this – sure, it’s insipid, but it’s not exactly the Malleus Maleficarum. (Few books are comparable to the Malleus, really. I can think of about one off the top of my head.) Well, this hilarious column by Mark Morford explains just what’s bad about it better than I possibly could.

linkage/scripts

A great moment in the CA recall campaign:

The latest ambush came at a candidate debate here Wednesday that featured four prominent candidates sitting next to an empty chair that had been reserved for Schwarzenegger, who has shown no interest in attending any forum but one scheduled for next week in which he and his rivals will know the questions in advance.

After asking repeatedly, “Where’s Arnold?” Lt. Gov. Cruz M. Bustamante, the only major Democrat on the recall ballot, proposed that all the leading candidates in the election skip next week’s debate and instead try to embarrass Schwarzenegger by holding their own unscripted session outside of the site where the forum will be held.

The three other candidates on stage with Bustamante — columnist and political independent Arianna Huffington, Republican state Sen. Tom McClintock and Green Party candidate Peter Camejo — each expressed interest in the idea.

I hope they do it. Arnold shouldn’t be able to use his celebrity status to shield him from discussing the issues.

Doonesbury has been beating up on Arnold this week, and today’s installment is especially relevant.

briefly/closure

I finished off International Talk Like A Pirate Day with a viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean. A good source of pirate talk, but a little too long. Tomorrow maybe I’ll get to some political commentary that I didn’t want to attempt in pirate. That’s maybe… I have a slightly weird schedule tomorrow on account of things I put off today.

Arrr, and good night, me hearties.

pirate/script

We have looted the script to the upcoming movie with Seann William Scott and Ashton Kutcher: Matey, Where Be Me Ship? An excerpt:

[Jesse and Chester have tattoos on their backs that say “matey” and “Arrrr”]
Jesse: Matey! Ye got a tattoo!
Chester: So do ye, matey! Matey, what does me tattoo say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
Chester: “Matey!” What does mine say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
Chester: “Matey!” What does mine say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
Chester: “Matey!” What does mine say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
Chester: “Matey!” What does mine say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
Chester: “Matey!” What does mine say?
Jesse: “Arrrr!” What about mine?
[later]
Chester: [angry] “Matey!” What does mine say?!
Jesse: [screaming] “Arrrr!”