September 16, 2008
clusterflock open thread, 6
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
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- Deron Bauman: It’s a start.
- Joel Bernstein: The first of many things, no doubt.
- Deron Bauman: I’ll pick him up at eight. He may not like the way I smell.
- Michael Smith: Joel’s Dream Date: Phantom Menace; Cat urine cologne; Deron.
- Joel Bernstein: For the record, if you pay to see this, you are no longer my friend.
- Deron Bauman: Meow.
- Joel Bernstein: This must be why I fuck so many cats.
- Michael Smith: Seems to me the experiment almost does itself.
- Casey Cichowicz: No. It is not possible. I can assure you.
- Joel Bernstein: Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes?
- LaurenH: I’m with those who say get that girl out of that household. The father has now very effectively...
- Rick Neece: Holee sh..!
- Rick Neece: Asian calligraphy, ‘cept instead of a brush, hot glass. The image of her controlling the glass and...
- Rick Neece: For the gull-wing, I’m sure it would knock me in the chin every time I opened it.
- Marco: Oh god yes.
“excuse me, stewardess, I speak jive.”
I knew a wonderful African American man–Sylvester Sneed–who worked in a diner I worked in as a dishwasher when I was 13 years old. He was the fry cook, and a real lady’s man–tall and thin with a quick smile (and a gold front tooth with a diamond set in it). He introduced me to his friends once when he took me to his part of town to buy beer for me and my friends. We stopped at his apartment, and he showed me his stereo and his record albums. Some of the albums were set up on little wire stands, individually, with strands of yarn running from their edges up to a perspective point holding thumb tac on the ceiling, like rays of light. One of the albums had the added effect of a spotlight aimed at it. It was an Aretha Franklin album.
Non sequitur homage to Sheila for the wonderful images that she manages to capture on her phone.
Fōn.
These pale by comparison but tell a story nonetheless.
“Now, let’s talk about slogans. Ours is: Country First. Think about it. When you think of what should come first, what does? Us ourselves? No. That would be selfish. Our personal families? Selfish. God? God is good, I love Him, but, as our slogan suggests, no, sorry, God, You are not First. No, you don’t, Lord! How about: the common good of all mankind! Is that First? Don’t make me laugh with your weak blinking! No! Mercy is not First and wisdom is not First and love is super but way near the back, and ditto with patience and discernment and compassion and all that happy crap, they are all back behind Country, in the back of my S.U.V.”
-George Saunders
TRAY-CEE! Thank you. Dang. Thank you . . . and, you know, there are eight million stories in every full memory card. I love your moving pictures.
In what respect, Charlie?
transparency:
On a related note, Palin is also claiming executive privilege to shield her gubernatorial emails from scrutiny from investigators. Asked about her refusal to cooperate today, Palin, according to an AP account, “looked up, smiled — and then stepped wordlessly into her waiting car.”
This is, of course, the same Palin who boasted to a Colorado audience yesterday, “We’re going to make everything more open, and more accountable, and more attractive to those who want to serve.” There’s no word on whether she was able to say the line with a straight face.