February 11, 2012 - February 4, 2012
Thursday, March 24, 2011
The Disaster of
The machine keeps
ZERO. Here's the thing. Everybody -- and I do mean everybody --
that Obama is a disaster. Think about it. Everything he has done has
made everything worse. Without exception. He spends close to a trillion
dollars on a stimulus that stimulates nothing but government jobs and, oh yeah, cataclysmic debt.
Unemployment has hit a seemingly permanent high we haven't seen since
Jimmy Carter. He passes a healthcare bill so expensive and
bureaucracy-laden that a year later people still don't know what's in
it, except that everyone with lobbying clout (remember, there would be
no lobbyists in this administration) is seeking a waiver to bail the
hell out of it. His first foreign policy initiative was to run around
the world apologizing to everyone in sight about how horrible America
is, especially to muslims, who can't possibly be behind the
terror attacks that bear only muslim fingerprints. Result? All the
muslim nations in the middle east are in meltdown because the American
cop has quit walking his beat. He bows out of any involvement in Iraqi
politics, after the victory was won, and sits as a bystander while
sectarian divisions paralyze a people yearning for a clear way forward.
He off-handedly ramps up the war in Afghanistan without articulating
any definition of victory, single-handedly bringing about the quagmire
most feared by his own political base. He handles this problem by not saying a word about it ever, not even through his omniscient teleprompter. His domestic budget doesn't even
exist, and he wants no part of the discussion. He commits American
troops to a Keystone Kops miltary adventure in Libya, ignoring what
everyone who has worked with Europeans has known for decades -- they
don't want any responsibility, can't take orders from one another, and
absolutely rely on America to run things and save the day, which can't
happen this time because the American president is too busy with
brackets and posh
excursions on Air Force One to buckle down and do his fucking job.
Everybody knows this. Democrats in the Senate are sending him letters
begging for guidance on the budget crisis. The general populace is
mystified and scared about skyrocketing gas prices and vague threats of
nuclear contamination from Japan, a longtime ally that has suddenly
been plunged into near-apocalyptic crisis at a time when no one can
afford the collapse of the world's third largest economy. About which
he is mostly silent, except for the supposedly reassuring photo ops of him playing
soccer with schoolkids in Brazil. And does anybody remember that he
shut down oil-drilling in the gulf in defiance of court orders to the
contrary and has absolutely no policy for developing our own national
resources in the areas of oil, refineries, natural gas, and coal,
except to shut them down and pray for wind farms, solar panels, and
nobody wants or can afford? All while intimating at every turn that
opposition to his bizarre agenda is somehow, however obscurely, racist
He's a clown. But that's not even the real problem. We've survived bad
presidents before. The real problem is
that the MSM machine which elected him is still unwilling to tell the
truth about a bad president. Last night, ABC News led its nightly news
broadcast with twelve
minutes about Elizabeth Taylor. Really? There was nothing more
important and dire than that to talk about? Elsewhere, Kirsten Powers
defending Obama on Hannity
("I can't see anyone who can beat Obama," she said with a straight face),
Mitchell is proposing an inane "Obama Doctrine" intended to make
sense where none exists of his foreign policy, media watcher Howard
Kurtz is just now
starting to wonder whether the MSM should be,
perhaps, a mite more skeptical of the Libyan comedy, and Brian Williams
is making unapologetic excuses for the president's "Let's get the hell
out of the Oval Office" approach to the most important job on the
We've already seen that the conservative
elites have no stomach for taking on the president. How long can
this farce go on? It reminds me of the Clinton-Lewinsky scandal, when
the whole country was frozen in place for more than a year by a
set of talking points based on the idea that "everybody lies about
sex." It was during that time, don't forget, that the preparations for
9/11 got underway with no one to monitor or stop the gathering threat.
Denial ain't just a river in Egypt. It's potentially a stake in the
heart of the nation. We're not in a business-as-usual mode. We're in
freefall in every possible arena. Talking about this as if it were
business as usual is every bit as criminally negligent as having
elected an unvetted state legislator to the presidency in the first
We got sold a turkey, never mind how. It's time we started recognizing
the error and making sure we correct it before it's too late.
God damn all the whores who are deliberately turning a blind eye to the
biggest electoral mistake we have ever made in this country.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
"I am Elliott."
NEWENS. Mrs. CP is supposed to be the sensible one in
this household. Normally she is. Like when we go to Petsmart to spend
our weekly king's ransom on dogfood, catfood, birdseed, etc, she won't
let me even walk by the cats in the Pet Rescue booth. (I do anyway.)
But on Friday she called me to say she'd seen a cat at Petsmart she had
to have. We have four dogs and three cats, and the deerhound is still
just one year old, a handful more demanding than a human infant,
because he's one and one
hundred pounds of trouble. What can you say? "Sure."
We went and got him on Sunday. After all the calls. Cat rescue people
are, well, anxious and hyper. They had it in mind that this new boy
might be too much for us to manage. He's an "alpha male," they said. He
might attack and maul our other cats because he's such a bad dude in
the cat universe. Mrs. CP knew how to handle it, which is good because
all my instincts were (as usual) wrong. I'd have told them that our
Bengal Izzie could kick his ass with one hand tied behind her back, and
our feral Mickey is so huge he could simply sit on an an "alpha male"
and forget about him. Which doesn't even address the real issue,
meaning Raebert, who continues to think cats are mysteriously mobile
toys, still unaware that one tap of his gigantic paw can send a cat to
the hospital. Izzie doesn't care because she's Izzie, friend of Psmith
and becoming friend of
Mrs. CP just told them she could take care of it. Adoption approved. So
on Sunday I spent
the longest eighteen hours of my life in the sixty minutes it took to
complete the paperwork in that claustrophobic booth and get the new boy into the carrier and into
the car. (Occasionally, even the most enlightened male understands why
so many men tune all women out completely. Jesus. Do they NEVER shut
up?) His foster mom was worried that the 50 miles we had to drive to
get him home would be too much for him. He meowed exactly three times
en route. I think he was as glad as I was to get out of that place
where all those women, in an incredibly confined space, were talking
over each other continuously like lunatics. Never been asked the same
questions so many times with no comprehension or memory of the answers.
Guess what. He is an alpha
male. Alpha plus. He doesn't need to kick ass. His thing? He's
completely unafraid. Mickey stalked him, Izzie did her scary, warbling
danger voice, and Raebert did his "Wow, a new toy I can paw and boot
around." What did this guy do? Nothing. No retreat. No threat displays.
He just sat there, plainly saying, "I am Elliott." The perfect answer.
Meaning he was
utterly unimpressed by any possibility of harm.
And meaning that Mrs. CP knows what she's doing when she bonds with a
cat in a nanosecond through a plexiglass window at Petsmart. She just
knew. Instantaneously. Maybe
I'll learn how to fully appreciate this women before I die, but it's
going to take some time. A lot of time.
Some key facts about Elliott. He's supposedly an orange tabby. He
isn't. Anyone can see he's a blond cat, just like his new daddy. He
knows his name, which came with him, and he responds to it just like a
dog, coming at a trot from wherever he is. There's a lot more to him
than dignity. He likes to play with all the toys, he will sleep with
his head on your hand, and he investigates absolutely everything with a
kind of patient resolve.
Truth. I sat up with him all night the first night. He didn't want me
to go to bed. He knew he was home at last, and his whole attitude was,
"I've been waiting and waiting, and now here you are."
The missus and I are still getting used to his implacable calm. Raebert
paws him and he simply bats lightly at the paws. Incredible because
Raebert's affectionate pawings still hurt me.
I know I've talked a lot about dogs and cats here over the years. I've
never suggested that Instapunk.com needed a mascot. But maybe Elliott should be our mascot. Did I
mention that Elliott is slightly lame? A hind leg that might have been
broken in the past. Who knows what rescues endure before they fall into
human hands? But I put it to you: Isn't this guy the essence of us? Standing there, calm and
observant, somehow immune to the onslaught. Too cool to get violent.
Too confident of his own destiny to let temporal provocations get in
the way of his enjoyment of life.
Well. No pressure. We don't really need
a mascot at Instapunk.com. But I'm sure those of you who don't hate
cats will extend a warm welcome to our newest boy. His name is Elliott.
TAYLOR DEAD. For the last half of her life, she became a
totem for gay men. But that's not how it began. She was an
extraordinary actress and a great great beauty. Mrs. CP urges you to
take another look at Raintree County
and A Place in the Sun
(Dreiser's American Tragedy).
No two ways about it. She was just
Whereas I remain enthralled by her promise in National Velvet.
No, nothing creepy about it. I'm old enough to see her in that movie as
a daughter -- and heartbroken to think that all her talent and beauty
would lead her to so much internationally celebrated unhappiness. Her
real husband was Mike Todd. He died in a plane crash. I don't
think she ever got over that. Why I prefer to forget about all the
soap operas with Richard Burton, Cleopatra,
infatuation, and so forth. It doesn't matter. She had violet eyes.
I also thought she was magnificent as Rebecca in
Oh well. She left her mark. She is immortal. She was a star. I hope she
has found peace.
season review. And news!
This image help me to understand the BCS
again, mes amis. I am once again so
happy to meet you here, by invitation of the Punks. My good grief.
There is so many things in the world going on it is enough as to
make my head spin! In fact, the number of things that happen in the
events is so large, it is difficult to make the decision on which is
the best topic to start on. However, I know it is in the spirit of The
Punks to fight a challenge. Therefore, I accept and will do a good job.
So, sans plus adieu, I will
Anyfell Season in Review - I
make a promise back
preseasonings that I will follow this
anyfell season all the way. And I keep this promise. Even though I do
not write about it until now. This is because I must drink
while I watch the anyfell, and while I drink I soon feel the bite of
nostalgic and I go to the computer and start watching old clips of my
Nordiques. But still I take a notes and can present a review to you so
do not break my promises.
So I think that the Green Way Packers win all of the Superbowls despite
that I am still many confuse about how they get to that game. There is
minor league of the anyfell, called I think the NAACP, and it has what
they call the BCS system. They play about one thousand Superbowls for
some reason instead of make only six or eight teams have the playoff,
and all of this
Superbowls are spread in a time of four months. In start there are
four games to play every day and the number is smaller and smaller
until, in the month number four, they play this last game alone very
late at night. I think it
is only that I am Canadian so I do not have l'comprehension
about this idea, but to me it seems if you have one thousand Superbowl
games it will make the experience feel not as excite. Also the team
they say is university champion of the NAACP is made cheap because they
did not have to fight in a
playoff and only are include in the champion bowl because Tony
Kornholer and a computer vote for them. And yet I must make the
defend for the
hockey when a critics say the anyshell playoffs are too long?
But anyway, the anyfell playoffs start during the BCS superbowls until
there is one last superbowl after the university superbowl championship
bowl. So I do not make the confuse, I will call this last anyfell game
Superbowl. This game is won by the Green Way Packer man Rogers who
makes a throw of the ball so
good, even the man with
hair flowing from the helmet cannot stop
him. And I think there is some of the irony because the Green Ways
are from your state of Wisconsin which brings me to...
More strikings - Mes amis, I must be clean with you in this
moment. I know so many of you do not like the hockey despite many of my
effort to show you how good it is. That means you do not know a lot of
news of the hockey and I must make la
of misleading you.
Long times ago I tell you the anyshell has LOCKOUT,
STRIKE. Well, I lie about this. Actually, we do
have a strike during that time and it is cause by the anyshell union of
the players. And every player, even moi,
the participation in it, even if many player already is OK
with their contract. The union says to us: "Le commissaireGary
Bettman is the devil. We must fight him and we win for you 20
million dollars U.S. and pensions for the tropical islands." Instead, I
lose my job playing the hockey and never see even one of the million dollars U.S. And
the only island I see is for two months when I live some with cousins
Island, where I catch the frost bites.
The problem always in our STRIKE is that the anyshell owners already
have even more than 20 million dollars U.S. And they will keep their
dollars even if the hockey season is missing. However, the players of the anyshell only will
get the dollars U.S. if the season can be occur. And it is not very
terror to say to Americans, "Give monies to us or we will take away
the hockey!" It is maybe like when you say to a bad guy, "Stop being
Barack Obama will have many anger!" No body cares.
These thoughts are in my head when I hear about many other unions that
make a protest against Wisconsin. They talk about many teacher and
student to make a strike for la solidarité, but I think
they are only enjoy to not be in the school. But also I
have the curious of how many teachers have the job in Wisconsin and do
not want to be in the unions but they do not have the choices? But one
good thing comes from this.
I mention before I am force to stop my job at the census, but still I
am friends with my boss from there as he is so smart about how your
government works. We are sad for the end of the census because, like my
boss instruct me, the
unemployments insurance we get is bad for it does not pay "the livable
wage" (what he always names it), but one day he announce to me that we
have a new job:
If you are having the trouble to find
me in the crowd, I am near the front.
When I first get off the bus from union charter in Winconsin, I think I
have not the right clothes. But then my census boss (he is always so smart), he say to me that
my dress is not import, only the count of my body in the people. Also
think of my mask that it is the strong support of a teevee station
called PBS. They think I dress as a puppet named Homo,
it is le obvious
thing my mask is of Youppi.
like the most about this time in the protesting is the unions
pay for my work in Molson, and addition I get
for vicodin! I have such a gran
time it feels like the
vacation. What I like the worst is that two fat
girls in picture above are many arouse by my support of the PBS Homo
and follow me during this whole time. But there is not
enough Molson in all of this world! I can not believe!
And now the anyfell has a LOCKOUT,
NOT STRIKE. I suppose because treasure rookies
such as Jamarcass
Russel do not make enough money for making zero
contribution to team or the sport. HAHAHAHAHA!! Stupid anyfell. I hope
all these players also lose the dental insurance. But for truth, I am
jealous at the anyfell player union because I know they will get what
they want because the fans of anyfell are always so happy to pay more
money. I miss playing the
Other Current Events - Let us
see. I think about talking of Libyia. Or Japan. Or maybe the new
scandal of the U.S. soldier (who are all guilty with no question
anywhere) treating people so badly. But I am already bored with the
talk of current events. I want to talk about...
The Hockey - Did you know that
the anyshell playoffs start soon? They start so soon. I can not wait. I go ahead
now and give you my picks for
I can go on, but I think you are getting this picture. If you are not a
fan of the Habs, you will be so sad during the anyshell playoffs
because your team will LOSE. Even the InstaPunk Phylers, which I change
Well I have been drinking many Molson while the writting of this post,
so as I
mention I now only wish to see old clips of my Nordiques. So until next
time, my name is...
. All right. There really are times when I despair of the
conservative movement in American politics. I hate to say it, but
they're pushing me toward support of Sarah Palin.
The headline, I guess, is that beltway conservatives aren't comfortable
with criticizing Obama for playing golf, doing televised segments on
ESPN -- with elaborate whiteboard graphics -- about both the men's and
women's college basketball "brackets," and then leaving the country for
Rio with his mother-in-law in tow even as he puts U.S. troops in harm's
way in Libya.
On the O'Reilly Factor, on-again off-again conservative newsman Bernie
Goldberg denounced such criticism as "Obama bashing" and O'Reilly
agreed. On the Brit Baer Report, Bill Kristol laughed off the whole
subject and declared his satisfaction with the fact that Pitt's defeat
made Obama's brackets go south (as far as Rio? We wonder.)
At Hotair, it was left to a minor Green Room poster to point out that
the trip to Rio was more serious than a PR gaffe. After making
Goldberg/Kristol type noises (first paragraph), Jazz
Shaw actually detects something amiss (second paragraph):
I’m not blind to the role that optics
plays in American politics, and I’ll be the first to admit that some
accusations of this type get a bit overblown. Whether it’s hitting the
golf course in the middle of a natural disaster or conducting a
fundraiser with union representatives just as their role in bankrupting
the states is all over the news, leaders need to be aware of these sour
notes if they hope to succeed. But as is so frequently pointed out, the
White House travels with the president in the modern era and he can
generally conduct most of his affairs from the road.
War is a different matter, though, and committing our troops to any
engagement in hostile territory is one of the most sober and serious
responsibilities faced by any president. Yes, he can be briefed and
issue orders from afar through the miracles of modern technology, but
there’s more to it than that. Being in the war room with the joint
chiefs is the proper place for him on the day he launches a war, not
clinking glasses of champagne with foreign dignitaries. Breaking news
arrives there first and in such a critical situation there really is no
substitute for being there with the Joint Chiefs where he can look them
in the eye, take the measure of what they are saying, receive updates
in real time and make the best decisions possible.
Given that two U.S. pilots crashed in Libya overnight, and one may not
yet be completely safe, his concern is well founded.
Against this, I retain the image of Kristol blithely ha-ha-ing about golf and
brackets in the midst of a monstrous federal budget crisis, a region-wide political meltdown in the mideast, an unprecedented disaster in Japan, and what may prove to be a third war in the mideast. Perhaps it bothers me more since I started reading Jack
Cashill's Obama Deconstructed,
book that more or less proves Obama's two great autobiographies were
written by the terrorist Bill Ayers. Cashill recounts that Bill Kristol's Weekly Standard rejected his
initial article on the subject out of hand shortly before the November
2008 election. They'd already published a "critical" review, but thanks
anyway, and we'll call you if we want you.
And another image of Kristol caught up in an ugly
controversy regarding Haley Barbour, which he dismissed
with a patronizing two-sentence response.
There's a pattern here. The beltway Republicans are still afraid to
confront Obama directly about anything, lest they be tarred as racists.
But they're more than willing, even eager, to trash those among their
own who have. Palin, for example, is fair game, even in the context of
the ongoing lefty abuse of her, exemplified thus:
Bill Maher: Sarah Palin Is A
On Friday night’s airing of the show,
host Bill Maher took a shot at one of the left’s favorite targets,
former Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin, by contemplating her reaction to the
tragic events that have unfolded in Japan over the past nine days. …
“Did you hear this – Sarah Palin finally heard what happened in Japan
and she’s demanding that we invade ‘Tsunami,’” Maher said. “I mean she
said, ‘These ‘Tsunamians’ will not get away with this.’ Oh speaking of
dumb twats, did you –”
The sad truth is, the beltway conservatives agree:
right say Palin is 'becoming Al Sharpton, Alaska edition'
Sarah Palin has played the sexism card, accusing critics of chauvinism
against a strong woman.
She has played the class card, dismissing the Bush family as "blue
bloods" and complaining that she is the target of snobbery by people
who dislike her simply because she is "not so hoity-toity."
Most famously, she has played the victim card — never more vividly than
when she invoked the loaded phrase "blood libel" against liberals and
media commentators in the wake of the Gabrielle Giffords shooting.
Palin's flamboyant rhetoric always has thrilled supporters, but lately
it is coming at a new cost: a backlash, not from liberals but from some
of the country's most influential conservative commentators and
Palin's politics of grievance and group identity, according to these
critics, is a betrayal of conservative principles. For decades, it was
a standard line of the right that liberals cynically promoted
victimhood to achieve their goals and that they practiced the politics
of identity — race, sex and class — over ideas.
Among those taking aim at Palin in recent interviews with Politico are
George F. Will, the elder statesman of conservative columnists; Peter
Wehner, a top strategist in George W. Bush's White House; and Heather
Mac Donald, a leading voice with the right-leaning Manhattan Institute.
Matt Labash, a longtime writer for the Weekly Standard, said that
because of Palin's frequent appeals to victimhood and group grievance,
"She's becoming Al Sharpton, Alaska edition"... [ED. Presumably she's her own Tawanna Brawley.]
This year, the conservative intelligentsia doesn't just tend to dislike
Palin — many fear that her rise would represent the triumph of an
intellectually empty brand of populism and the death of ideas as an
engine of the right.
"This is a problem for the movement," said Will about what Palin
represents. "For conservatism, because it is a creedal movement, this
is a disease to which it is susceptible"...
Asked if the GOP would remain the party of ideas if Palin captures the
nomination, Will said:
"The answer is emphatically no."
Columnist Charles Krauthammer, without talking about Palin
specifically, noted that "there's healthy and unhealthy populism," and
there is concern about the rise of the latter.
"When populism becomes purely anti-intellectual, it can become
unhealthy and destructive," said Krauthammer.
So. When attacked as she outrageously was after the Tucson shooting, she fights back. That means she's playing the "victim card"? Really? Bullshit. Underneath their lofty rhetoric, the Beltway impotents think Palin is, well, a dumb twat. Okay. Way better than a PW limp dick, eh?
Once again (hope I'm not falling into a rut), two thoughts.
One. The beltway conservatives are delusional. Failing to attack Obama
head-on and hoping some mild-mannered moderate will suffice to defeat
him is idiotic. On the same Brit Baer show where Kristol laughed off
the brackets, conservatives discussed the prospects of a Tim Pawlenty
candidacy without mentioning the one thing grass-roots conservatives
really do know about him: he stood by and did nothing for months while
Al Franken nakedly stole a U.S. Senate seat under his acquiline nose.
No thanks, TPaw. Don't need you. Do they really think they can sell us
another castrato who belatedly says the cautiously right things?
Two. When Reagan won in 1980, nobody but his fierce partisans thought
he had a chance. He had three huge strikes against him. He was an actor
and a lightweight (Eureka College. Sheesh.). He was old. He was
extreme, almost a joke. The polls were against him all the way to
Make no mistake. Obama may be a weak, hopelessly indecisive and
incompetent president. But he knows how to campaign. Chicago style. Mean, ruthless, underhanded, and to the last vote. We need a warrior
who can take all the dirty blows and still keep coming. Who's taken the
most dirty blows in the last two years without faltering for even an
instant? Sarah Palin. Dumb twat? Really?
Maybe. But she's our dumb
twat. Too dumb to quit just because a bunch of arrogant pricks (of both sexes) hate her for no reason. And I'd rather follow her than a bunch of hyper-intellectual
eunuchs who don't know that they're walking around with "Kick Me" signs
pinned to the back of their Brooks Brothers suits. Keep your Romneys,
Pawlentys, corny Huckabees, date-expired Gingriches, and promising
juveniles like Rubio, Jindal, and Christie.
Let's go frankly and openly to war. Behind Palin. If nothing else, the
view from behind Palin is the best view there is in politics.
it a coincidence or incredibly useful information that the president's
NCAA men's bracket picked all the top seeds to win? I have this feeling
it won't go that way in 2012.
Monday, March 21, 2011
The Helk Page
Joan Miro, Ubu Roi
COMMUNITY. A departure from our usual posts on behalf of
commenter J. W. Helkenberg, who in responding to our last
indicated he was not happy:
Regarding Rio (and therefore topical):
would sell everything I have for a car and a few hundred bucks. My bike
was stolen by thugs. I don't actually have anything. Well, three Joan
Miro lithos from the Ubu Roi, 1956. A bittersweet holding, now that I
am faced with the prospects of having no allies, and no conceivable way
out of this Midwest Freeholders Zone.
No way out. Trapped.
With a bunch of stuff and rare and limited 'things' to accompany me
down with the ship. A 1500 year old statue, a monument to Japanese
Buddha. Where can it possibly take me now? The Captain-President is
long gone. Is he a Punk, making some kind of mockery of Boomers? Is
this the secret sign? For I surely need it now, a Sign that is. I need
it badly, for the beans I stored require sunlight to activate. And I
would love to have a spoon with a drop of gold upon it. For I should
stick that spoon in every mouth that offered resistance, and surely
they would be cured of resistance. For nothing cures ailments better
Unless you need to move really, really
Gold, being just slightly more voluminous than Uranium, though much
less heavy, is still very heavy stuff. And you cannot run with gold.
I cannot run. This, sadly, because I have a very small "capture
crossection" for beans. I guess designing ones life around the
philosophy that "less is more" is feasible up until the time one needs
to drive quickly south. When one has no car, and is in fact
economically insignificant, it becomes difficult.
a few books that I published no [on?] Amazon. I would sell the rights to
them. I need a ticket for me (and my honey). Just as far south as I can
I don't know about any of you, but I've been in liquidation mode
before. The need to go elsewhere, get out from under, even if it means
shedding the objects held most dear.
Can't and therefore won't offer advice about the underlying causes.
Those are personal and beyond reproach from outside. But Helk is
obviously in pain, and a gang is better than nothing when information
and resources are required. So I'm putting up this post for all who are
disposed to contribute their part of the considerable research
capability the commenters at this site have to offer.
I don't know anything about 1500 year old Buddha statues, but maybe
someone else does. If you do, add your two cents. btw this is also the
place where Helk can fill in some of the missing links -- what books
have you written? how much do you know (or not) about electronic
publishing? are you from the midwest and fleeing? or marooned in the
midwest having been born elsewhere and missing home?
The more you can disclose, the more the IP community can offer. We
really do stretch from sea to shining sea, all the way from the
southern Atlantic coast of South Carolina to the northern Pacific coast
of Seattle, not to mention the gulf coast of Texas. We're everywhere.
What little I know. If you
want to be free, live cheap and not be bothered, South Carolina might
be your best bet. Or West Virginia, whose politics are liberal Democrat
but impossible to enforce because the state is so damn bankrupt.
I also looked up the Joan
lithographs from the Ubu Roi series. They're valuable but
probably not valuable enough on their own to finance a flight to
freedom. Each series was limited in number, but only a handful of each
series was signed. The unsigned seemed to be going for $3250 each, and
the signed for maybe double that. And that's at art house auction, which means you
can count on getting clipped for a hefty percentage going in and coming
out. Can't imagine what it would be like to have such pieces and
contemplate losing them. Yeah. I like Miro too.
I know we've had our differences. H. But mean as we may be, we also
have considerable good will here. Share more of your situation, more of
provenance of your possessions and writings, and it's my bet people
will sail in with information -- and empathy -- that might enable you
to navigate the despair and find a new, more hopeful course.
One good thing about the Internet, to which I can personally attest.
You are not nearly as alone, in any respect, as you think you are.
Helk. This is YOUR page. Do with it as you will.
IP commenters. Read and keep coming back here. One of us is down. We don't leave our own
behind. Now, do we?
Duh. Of course he meant "published on
Amazon." Here are his books. Anyone have any ideas about how to promote
or repackage these to give them new market life?
. This is just too rich (pun intended). From the U.K. comes
plaint about the Obama administration.
OBAMA: THE WEAKEST PRESIDENT IN HISTORY?
INEFFECTUAL, invisible, unable to honour pledges and now blamed for
letting Gaddafi off the hook. Why Obama’s gone from ‘Yes we can’ to
‘Er, maybe we shouldn’t’...
Let us cast our minds back to those remarkable days in November 2008
when the son of a Kenyan goatherd was elected to the White House. It
was a bright new dawn – even brighter than the coming of the Kennedys
and their new Camelot. JFK may be considered as being from an ethnic
and religious minority – Irish and Catholic – but he was still very
rich and very white. Barack Obama, by contrast, was a true breakthrough
president. The world would change because obviously America had changed.
Obama’s campaign slogan was mesmerisingly simple and brimming with
self-belief: “Yes we can.” His presidency, however, is turning out to
be more about “no we won’t.” Even more worryingly, it seems to be very
much about: “Maybe we can… do what, exactly?“ The world feels like a
dangerous place when leaders are seen to lack certitude but the only
thing President Obama seems decisive about is his indecision. What
should the US do about Libya? What should the US do about the Middle
East in general? What about the country’s crippling debts? What is the
US going to do about Afghanistan, about Iran?
What is President Obama doing about anything? The most alarming answer
– your guess is as good as mine – is also, frankly, the most accurate
one. What the President is not doing is being clear, resolute and
pro-active, which is surely a big part of his job description. This is
what he has to say about the popular uprising in Libya: “Gaddafi must
go.” At least, that was his position on March 3.
Weren't all the most cerebral Brits, in concert with our own
intellectual caste, urging, insisting
on the election of Barack Obama as a form of redress to a world
offended by the Texas cowboy Bush and his bruiser accomplices? uh, yes,
they were. So they wound up having the cake that looked so good in the
shop window, and now they still have it, but they're not much enjoying
Every day for almost the last two
months our television screens, radio broadcasts and the pages of our
newspapers have been filled with the pictures, sounds and words of the
most tumultuous events any of us can remember in the Arab world. The
outcome of these events, once the dust has settled, could literally
change the world. Yet Obama seems content to sit this one out. He has
barely engaged in the debate. Such ostrich-like behaviour is not
untypical of the 49-year-old President who burst through America’s
colour barrier to become the first African-American to occupy the White
Although they are eating it,
aren't they? Forced to swallow all the crumbs that once looked so sweet
taste bitter to the tongue. The new line seems to be that he is weak,
weak, weak, even though they're still irate about the things Bush did
that were strong, and even more so about the Obama retention of those
Two days after taking office in January
2009, he pledged to close down the prison camp in Guantanamo Bay, which
has become notorious for holding detainees for years without trial.
Obama promised to lose the prison within 12 months and to abolish the
practice of military trials of terrorism suspects. It was an important
promise. America’s reputation had been severely tarnished by
revelations about the conditions at Guantanamo, by reports of
waterboarding and extraordinary rendition (transporting prisoners to a
third country for torture) and by the appalling treatment of detainees
in Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq.
Closing Guantanamo was a redemptive gesture. Two years on, not only is
the prison still in use but its future is as assured as ever. Ten days
ago, the President signed an executive order reinstating the military
commissions at the island prison. Human rights organisations were
outraged. “With the stroke of a pen, President Obama extinguished any
lingering hope that his administration would return the United States
to the rule of law,” said Amnesty International while Anthony Romero,
executive director of the American Civil Liberties Union, declared the
President’s action to be “unlawful, unwise and un-American.”
White House spokesmen insisted the President was still committed to
closing Guantanamo, which currently has 172 detainees in custody. It
was Congress, they said, that had refused to sanction the transfer of
the prisoners to the US mainland for trial, leaving no option but to
keep the prison open in Cuba. Very little has been achieved in the
quest to secure peace in the Middle East. Under Obama, US foreign
policy is founded on extreme caution. At first this cool-headedness was a
welcome change from the naked aggression of George W Bush and his
henchmen Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld.
At first. But then it became downright inconvenient. The Brits, and the
world generally, ALL want to have their cake and eat it too. They want
the U.S. as a punching bag, an automatic target of blame for everything
that goes wrong or hurts their feelings in any way, but they also want
the U.S. to bail them out of every tough situation, sacrifice our blood and treasure on their
behalf with no expectation of anything in return, indeed without even
mentioning it. They want us to be
their fix-everything daddy while they get to play the part of the
ungrateful teenage girl who denounces every stern daddy response as
and despicable. How dare we now appear to be acceding to their desires
and abandoning them to the natural forces we've spent more than half a
century protecting them from?
It is also true that the President is
constantly stymied by a hostile, Republican-ruled Congress. [Give me a
break: Stymied for three months now in half of congress? Please.]
But Obama’s apparent
reluctance to engage with momentous events is starting to look like
more than aloofness. Some tempering of America’s role as the world’s
No1 busybody may be no bad thing but under
Obama the US appears to be
heading towards isolationism. He is hardly doing much better at
Economically, the US is in big trouble but the national debt is not
Got it. The conservatives who have consistently kept the U.S. engaged
actively on the world scene and want to forestall U.S. bankruptcy are still the evil ones, but please --
please, please, please -- don't
cut us off and leave us alone with all those other evil ones.
Screw the Brits and other Europeans who've been living under our roof
all these years with their sullen demands and cast iron contempt for
who we are and what we've done for them.
And maybe, just maybe, Obama is presently proving a point that couldn't
in any other way. The daddy who spends all his time apologizing to
bratty kids really isn't much good for anything else, is he?
How high a price will it be worth it to pay for the world to learn this lesson?
Just don't expect Obama to answer that particular question. He's busy
in Rio for the next few days. Then there's the Final Four... And we'll
have to get back to y'all later. Much later.