Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday: What the Hell did AIG do with $123 billion in less than two months?!
Thursday: AIG scores another $21 billion.
Thursday: Detroit is the new Beirut, the auto industry could use some help.
Friday: Treasury to auto industry (and The D): Drop dead.
Now the bank is closed? WTF?
I'm thinking if Michigan was a bit more of a toss-up in the election, we might get a bit more consideration from the feds.
Think New Orleans and Katrina.
"The setting is Detroit, where a group of young adults weather the worsening economy but refuse to move away from their hometown."
We could claim that Mike's wearing out an old cliche if (1) he wasn't from here, so he knows, and (2) it wasn't true.
Now, go scrape together some collectible cans and rent The Upside of Anger.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
To help keep you from losing it over the weekend:
Real Clear Politics
If you need to chill, here's some bubble wrap.
If that doesn't work, figure out your plan if Gramps and Moose Mom pull it off.
Enjoy, and good luck.
Apparently, according to the piece, a popular GOP event soundtrack artist is AC/DC.
If they're elected, are we hitting the "Highway to Hell?"
And, really, can't you feel the electricity? ^
"'Cause you're hot then you're cold /
You're yes then you're no /
You're in and you're out /
You're up and you're down"
Hot N Cold
Before you interact with any voting official, you should first check the validity of your voter registration at Publius.
As The Gipper said: trust, but verify.
< < God, when I was little, I loved helping my grandmother vote in these machines.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Thus spake a supporter of Moose Mom yesterday.
Some senior McCainiacs also have called her a "whack job." Ironically, Larry Flynt has been thinking the same thing.
And now the cool kids on the bus -- led by McNasty -- are apparently ignoring the new, well-dressed, hot exchange student girl from Alaska.
It's all so very mavericky.
Cheers to Pullin' for Plain for the outstanding Photoshopping; click, if you dare.
But when you actually have team-issued cold weather baseball caps with ear flaps, and make your two best teams play in weather that makes them look like a drowned rat, my degree of bummertude plunges to pretty much zero.
And it can potentially get worse next year.
Boys of Summer, indeed.
Even the Aussies think the plan is so over the top to possibly be a prank.
Interestingly enough, I recently had a chat with someone who suggested that all voters should be at least 25 years of age and a high school graduate. I think this person thought that the plan would affect Obama more than Gramps. Should they review the following clips, I suspect they might want to re-think their calculus:
This isn't the shallow end of the gene pool, it's the pond scum on top of the cover of the shallow end of the gene pool.
Somewhere, Charles Darwin spins in his grave.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Last week, I said that not to prepare for the worst is stupd, based on the challenges faced at the beginning of the last two administrations.
And, now, grown-ups paid to figure this stuff out say, I was right.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
And NYT takes the first long look at the anatomy of a
Meanwhile, Barack is on a "red state tour."
If Obama wins, he better remember to send flowers to Howard Dean who had the vision and balls to push the Fifty State Strategy.
The YouTube video below already broke down a Knollenberg ad that was particularly egregious in its lies, and which I wanted to highlight for ridicule, so, thanks to the poster.
For instance, the supposed Cleveland Plain Dealer article where Barack Obama allegedly calls Gary Peters' health plan "too extreme?"
WTF? Why would the Plain Dealer on October 10 write about Peters? Because it didn't... do the search.
At worst, the race is a toss-up or Peters is up within the margin of error; at best, Joe is a goner.
God, I'd be glad to see this clown gone.
Perhaps. But if it's played in the rain on a Saturday night, and starts 91 minutes late from an already late starting time of 8:00 EDT, it doesn't make ratings.
Too bad. The games have been entertaining. Let's hope for seven.
P.S. It's remarkable how the NFL always seems to take this Sunday night off every year, when the World Series is on. How
Friday, October 24, 2008
... at least if the newspaper endorsements have anything to do with it: the Free Press and the O&E endorse Gary Peters.
BTW, if you feel like prematurely piling on, you should check out Vote No on Joe.
Clearly, this clowns's not had a special, nurturing grandmother figure in his life die after an illness, because his egg hatched under a rock.
Behold the psychosis at the 3:00 mark:
Chrysler's cutting a full quarter of their white collar employees.
As a native Detroiter and resident, my reasoned, insightful analysis goes like this:
Sounds like a slimming down in preparation for being swallowed.
Did you hear about the alleged attack in Pittsburgh on a 20-year-old female supporter of Gramps, supposedly because she had a McCain sticker on her car?
Even if you haven't heard it, would I even need to tell you the races of the two parties in this
The moment it was related to me, I thought it was b.s.
Aaaaand....Yes! Why, the young lady made it up.
The B that was supposedly carved into her check (above) was backwards! So, she either did it herself in the mirror, or the would-be Willie Horton was channeling Leonardo daVinci.
Usually reliable Wingnut Michelle Malkin never believed her, not for a second.
And the head of Faux News said that if it was a hoax, then Gramps's campaign would be toast.
P.S. I hope that linking to Malkin doesn't cause your monitor screen burst into flames.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
you can get neat stencils from Yes We Carve.
Now, kids, no fancy schmancy knives from Neiman's,
even if Caribou Barbie shares her clothes return credit wit ya.
The Salt Lake Tribune has endorsed Barack Obama for President.
And the Great Salt Lake has frozen over.
In a related story, the Oakland Press has endorsed Gary Peters for Congress in my district, MI-9, over incumbent "Toilet" Joe Knollenberg. >>
Similarly, Quarton Lake has, too, just frozen over.
Mmmm, is that a realignment I'm smelling?
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I love the city of Toronto and many people who live there. Also, any reason to read Eric Duhatschek on hockey is a good thing. So it was interesting to read that one of his long-time pet topics has quietly bubbled to life in the NHL: a second team for the Toronto area.
There's a couple of things going on here:
- Toronto's is North America's fifth largest market and could support three NHL teams, let alone two;
- The six Canadian teams (v. 24 in the U.S.) comprise 31% of the league's ticket revenues, the league's primary income source;
- The NHL owes an enormous make-good to Blackberry inventor Jim Balsillie for
tortiously interfering withdiscouraging his attempt to buy the Predators last year, perhaps to move them to Hamilton.
BTW, Torontonians: instead of cramming another team in the Air Canada Centre, why not put them in the
It's all very Gary Bettman-like: I shall hold you in contempt, Canada, until I require your new
$70K+ at Neiman's?!?! WTF?!?! Who's the cultural elite now?
I imagine the so-called Joe
Honest, when VPILF did the toss out of "Weekend Update" on SNL, it truly looked and sounded like she felt back home behind an anchor desk, missing doing the sports scores in Alasaka.
Speaking of which, let us recall a famous
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Well, let's look at the record:
World Trade Center garage bombing by Al Qaeda: 37 days after Bubba took office.
9/11: 8 months, 22 days, after W was sworn in.
The true gaffe would be if candidates weren't thinking that. It's just that reality these days is oftentimes far too scary for the masses, or the MSM, to digest.
"Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it."
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Regardless, if Moose Mom does show up on SNL tonight, the meta dial definitely will be cranked to 11.
And now (per Kit's request), the SNL 2008 wingnut retrospective:
Friday, October 17, 2008
And, Billy Bragg's "Levi Stubbs' Tears" . . . and ours:
"Feed me, Seymour."
SOMETHING ABOUT YOU…When I was 15, I met the Four Tops on a downtown Detroit street, where they were doing a photo shoot with the Supremes. The group—especially Duke Fakir—were extraordinarily kind to a trio of white kids totally out of their element. I love the Four Tops for that, but I would have loved them anyway. They are the voice of adolescent angst and adult heartbreak, the pure, the absolute joy that humans can take in one another. Call them love songs –I’d say it was more like lifelines—but call them silly and you’ve branded yourself as a fool.
Phil Spector once said that “Bernadette” was a black man singing Bob Dylan. The name of that black man was Levi Stubbs. And for those of you who are Bruce Springsteen fans, go find the Tops greatest album, The Four Tops Second Album, and listen to “Love Feels Like Fire” and “Helpless,” two of my alltime Motown tracks (and they weren’t even singles). You’ll feel the same thing. Those crazed sax breaks are as close to free jazz as Motown ever let itself come, and they got away with it there solely because the Tops were such a perfect machine with the most powerful voice of its time at the fore. I could never figure out whether Levi was the toughest or the tenderest singer at Motown, so I finally accepted that he was both.
Yeah, a lot of the Tops is formula Holland Dozier Holland. Sometimes even I think it’s the Supremes when the intro to “It’s the Same Old Song” or “Something About You” comes on. So what? To begin with, HDH created the greatest formula in the history of rock and soul. Now: Go listen again to “Reach Out” and see if you can think of a Supremes record that could grab you in the gut that way. It’s the “Like a Rolling Stone” of soul—with a flute and hand percussion leading the way! The group always got Eddie Holland’s greatest lyrics (and he the most under-rated lyricist of the ‘60s) and that’s one.
They got those songs because Levi could sing the most impossible stuff. Any other soul singer I know would have insisted on editing. The great, long, image rich lines in “Bermandette” and “Ask the Lonely” were too long, that they needed more space to really sing. Not Levi. He charged into those words and wrestled everything out of them, and somehow, he sounded graceful as he did. “Loving you has made my life sweeter than ever” is so multisyllabic that they had to shorten it for the title: “Loving You Is Sweeter Than Ever” fit the label better, I guess.
The Tops got away with that as a group because they knew how to work with such vocal intricacy. By the time they had their first Motown hit they’d already been together for ten years. Duke told me recently that their earlier sojourn at Columbia Records in the late ‘50s came after a brief appearance at the Apollo. The talent scout who signed them was John Hammond—the same guy who found Bob, Bruce, and Aretha. That’s the company the Four Tops, and Levi Stubbs, in particular belong in. Who else could turn “Walk Away Renee” into soul music? Who else could get away with “7 Rooms of Gloom” as a love song without a hint of irony, let alone comedy?
I will testify. Levi and the Tops were among the graces of my own soul. When I get nervous before an interview, I always remember how kind those guys were to that 15 year old kid, and I feel beyond harm. When I listen to “The Same Old Song,” I remember once again the sweetness of sour. “Bernadette” calls to my mind the futility of believing you’re in control, and how easy it is to confuse passion with obsession. “Reach Out” is simply as colossal an extravaganza as rock and soul music have ever produced, as monumental in its way as “Like a Rolling Stone.” The focal point of all that musical gingerbread and the mighty Funk Brothers is not the group—it’s one man, Levi Stubbs, pushed not to his limit but way past it. But there’s not a hint—not a second—where Levi Stubbs sounds like anything but a guy from down the street, across the way or in your mirror. Imagine a Pavarotti on the corner. There he is. All of it helped, somehow, make my own life possible.
This is no case of “Shake Me, Wake Me (When It’s Over).” Levi Stubbs was 72 years old. He hadn’t been in good health for several years. This isn’t Marvin Gaye or David Ruffin or Tammi Terrell. This is a man who made his full contribution to our culture, our lives. That doesn’t make it all that much easier to hear the word.
At the Tops’ golden anniversary show in Detroit several years ago, he sang from a wheelchair. “There wasn’t a dry eye in the house,” his friend and attorney, Judy Tint, told me this afternoon.
Ain’t any in this house today, either.--Dave Marsh
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Congrats on the Rockets beating U-M last weekend.
However, based on what I've heard about you via the lapdog, lemming-like MSM, you're a xenophobic dumbass who's full of crap.
Perhaps we'll meet up one day at Tony Packo's.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
"Fail" is now a noun.
Perhaps it has something to do with the "revelations" on reality shows now being called "reveals."
Somewhere, William Safire is rolling around in his
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
"Wudgu git on #1 there, Gordie?" >>
Today, we are all Swedes.
Monday, October 13, 2008
That JFK proposed the idea (sort of) for the Peace Corps, in the middle of the night on the steps of the Michigan Union in Ann Arbor.
Pretty cool, eh?
One year of an underperforming football team definitely does not define us Wolverines. Go Blue.
As I write this, Hurricane Norbert is doing great damage to Mexico.
Somewhere, Eddie Murphy cringes, thinking of his own greatly damaging
But at least he's dressed properly -- surf's up! >>
Anyone who says that
How he can speak with that teeny, tiny piehole, I have no idea.
And, no, it's not because Mr. Nobel's dynamite just blew up the global economy.
Read the article.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Behold, my friends, the beginning:
Such a desperate hypocrite.
And WaPo checks in on my backyard, about 312 weeks late, stating the obvious.
My friend Nancy has a point about WaPo's piece: the MSM using "Detroit" and the "auto industry" as synonyms is so incorrect, annoying and wrong.
We thought Moose Mom was saying she was a "maverick."
Turns out it's the accent. She was really saying she's a "political hack."
Oh, and a hypocrite, too.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Hockey moms are already exhausted, super-busy, and need a break.
They certainly don't need another mom forcing them to give her a ride without pitching in for gas (so to speak).
And, now, some are letting their feelings be known.
And, no, no pitbull's allowed in the minivan, Sarah.
"Those 18 million cracks in the glass ceiling, girls? If you use them to check your highlights, and act like a racist, classist, anti-intellecutal toady for old white men who want to keep our country divided, you too can be a governor! Or run for VeePee"
Meanwhile, closer to home, the best of Michigan's old-fashioned
Too bad we don't have lots of Bill Milliken types in
Problem with his party is, you lay with
Thursday, October 9, 2008
To create such a timelessly relevant, quintessentially American piece of work in 1976, Paddy Chayefsky was a genius.
And now, my friends, the patron saint of 60SecondBlog.com, Mr. Howard Beale:
"Senator McCain says I've never taken on my party like he's taken on his.
Well, when he takes on his party, he comes over to work with my party.
So, if my party is right more often than his party, why should I go over his?
Conflict for the sake of conflict is the old way.
Let's embrace a new way.
I'm Barack Obama, and I support this message."