April 21, 2010 - April 14, 2010
. Mrs. CP wasn't feeling good yesterday, and so we put
her on the
couch in the media room and turned her loose on the "On Demand" menu.
To my dismay, she chose to watch on Comcast's "Fearnet" list the 1986
movie Manhunter. I should
have known better. I can't watch movies as many times as she can, and I
thought I was going to be bored by the star-making vehicle for William
Peterson and Michael Mann. I wasn't.
It's the best movie ever made about serial killers, including the Silence of the Lambs trilogy (quadrilogy?) that followed from the same source material. I thought I was going to be put off by all the highly stylized sets -- white, white, white with darkness implied -- and the Miami Vice style of barely audible musings instead of dialogue. I wasn't.
I confess I haven't seen the remake (Red Dragon), but I know it had Anthony Hopkins instead of Brian Cox [corrected] as Hannibal Lecktor, and having seen Manhunter again, I believe Brian Cox was more scary, sinister, and real-world creepy than Hopkins's Katherine Hepburn impression.
What makes it all work so well is the twin premises of 1) Peterson as a hunter who truly gets into the head of his quarry and feels all the attendant pain, and 2) a portrayal of the killer that is human, sensual, and as close to sympathetic as it's possible to get with a monster. There's an eerie sexuality to the Red Dragon's scenes with his girlfriend, Joan Allen. You can actually feel the eros of his vicarious satiety when he arranges for his blind lover to feel the body of a sedated Bengal tiger, even as he shrinks from any contact with his cosmetically reconstructed cleft palate. The serial killer as a fatally damaged human being, not a twisted cartoon superhero.
The music also drives it all home; hence the YouTube clip above.
But it's a dangerous time for conservatives to be understanding about violent crimes. So forget I said anything. But if you want to watch the movie, I'm not stopping you.
. I'm just listening to Rush Limbaugh
lamenting the fact that his "stack of stuff" contains none of the usual
lighthearted items. He's right. For weeks and months now, the news has
been all bad, discouraging, depressing, and even tragic. Maybe it's
time for a resistance movement of sorts. We can't make ourselves
a gulag before the government
does it through force of law, can we? Which is why I was actually
pleased that a Washington Examiner
editor came forward to defend Obama's golf outings, for which he's been
getting some harsh press of late.
No, I'm not going soft on Obama. I'm getting tough on secular Calvinism, which has to be the worst of both worlds. An excerpt from Stephen Smith's Examiner column:
The piece goes on to point out some additional relevant golf trivia, including Eisenhower's 800 rounds during his presidency -- and the fact that our only 20th century presidents who didn't play golf were Hoover, Truman, and Carter. It figures.
Golf has been getting a bad rap recently, largely because of Tiger Woods and, unfortunately, conservative disapproval of Obama root and branch. But I'm thinking Rush Limbaugh won't criticize Obama on this count because he's a devoted golfer himself of the kind the aforementioned P. G. Wodehouse wrote about in a story called, "A Mixed Threesome." As narrated by the Oldest Member (who has given up golf), a successful businessman toys with playing golf as a diversion but finds nothing worthwhile until he hits his first outstanding drive:
Actually, Wodehouse is the real reason for this post. I'm recommending
him as an anodyne for the poisonous mood we all feel ourselves tempted
by these days even if we don't succumb to it entirely. Golf excels not
as a game so much as an alternative universe that takes away the cares
of real life by substituting its own humbling and ecstatic realities in
their place. Which is a fine and healing thing. P. G. Wodehouse's
stories about golf, on the other hand, are the armchair version of
exactly the same phenomenon. No need for an expensive bag of clubs,
lessons, greens fees, or caddy tips. For the price of a book, you
really can get absolutely, completely away from it all. And you don't
even have to like or play golf. It's still funny.
Does that sound good about now? You bet it does. Here's the book to buy. (Available from 44 cents up.)
Fact is, P. G. Wodehouse was a genius. Britain's last great novelist,
Evelyn Waugh, declared that he had learned everything he knew about
writing dialogue for his wicked satires from the gentle soul who wrote
about golf, dimwit lords, and their terrible, intimidating ladies. The
good news is that if you like the golf stories, that's just the
beginning. You have almost a hundred hilarious and completely diverting
novels to read, and there's not a mean bone anywhere in the lot.
Properly rationed, that could last you through an Obama presidency to
the year 2016.
You'll know right away. People either fall immediately in love with the timeless Wodehouse universe or they just never get it at all. Which are you?
You're also welcome to nominate your own flavors of "humor resistance." We have to find some way to keep laughing, don't we?
If you're good, you can distill all problems to one problem and make it
stick. I can. My problem is Charles Krauthammer. I know he's the
smartest man in the room, and I actually have this hope that off camera
he's Denzel Washington in The Bone Collector, with his
own Angelina Jolie to make his life better. But on camera, he's all I
need to see that our country is slowly dying. He's become the one
famous person I want to meet. All I want to tell him is that I admire
his intellect and his ability to keep sitting in that third chair on
the Brit Brett Report. That's
it, I swear. The National Review
tracks him like a bloodhound chasing down a murderer. Here's their
On President Obama’s remarking of the Tea Party movement that “You would think they would be saying thank you”:
I think it was Obama with his usual condescension — except he ratcheted it up to Code Orange into snootiness — where he looks down his nose at the gun-and-god crowd, the lumpenproletariat, as he sees it. And he ridicules them because they're not grateful enough to him.
And look, it's quite obvious what he’s talking about. He thinks that they are stupid because they don't recognize that he hasn't raised their taxes.
The point is the movement began a year ago before there were any hikes in taxes, but it was a prescient movement: it understood — and it wasn't really that hard to see, although a lot of the press entirely overlooked it — that if you’re going expand the government hugely (as he has) you’re going to have to end up raising taxes. There‘s no other way.
That's why we’re all talking about a VAT.
He’s assuming that these people are paranoid or agitated because they are expecting that taxes are going to rise. We just had the chairman of the Federal Reserve, who’s not exactly a member of the Tea Party, say exactly that. In order to sustain our economy, we’re going to have to raise taxes.
So it's a fact. And I think it is in his character to ridicule — this is a man on the day he won the Democratic nomination said that day would mark a day on which the earth began to heal and the oceans recede. So he does not have a low opinion of himself.
On Bill Clinton’s comparing the rhetoric preceding the Oklahoma City bombing to that of the Tea Party movement:
I think it's disgusting. It's a replay of what he did — his administration did — after Oklahoma City. Remember, that happened shortly after he got crushed in the mid-term elections, the Gingrich revolution, that he began his comeback by exploiting Oklahoma City and implying — and having his minions imply — that it was a result of Newt and Rush and all the agitated, angry white males, as it was called by the media at the time. This is a replay.
When there was dissent in the Bush years, he was called a Nazi, Cheney a war criminal, and there was actually a play on the assassination of George Bush — you didn't hear a word from him or others about agitated language.
When a Republican is in power, dissent is the highest form of patriotism. And when a Democrat is in power, dissent is near treasonous and a call to mutiny and insurrection. This is really disgraceful.
On the increasing talk of VAT:
Well, here is the syllogism. If you enact Obamacare, it follows as the night after the day that you have to have a VAT, and the reason is if you legislate yourself, as we just have done, into European levels of entitlements, you are going to have European-level taxation — or you will end up with Greek levels of debt.
And the easier option, ultimately, is going to be the VAT. It's not going to be today. It won't even happen after the 2010 elections, but I assure you if Obama is re-elected it will all of a sudden be a big issue and a big proposal of Democrats.
Which is why I can't watch the news anymore. I'm supposed to be
reporting the key stories and insights to all of you, and all I can see
is Krauthammer in his chair, declaring himself over and over like
Marvin from Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.
I have to shake it. I know I do. I will. I promise.
. Before Instapunk, there was Writing America Down, the Delphi Forums, and places called Shuteye Town and Shuteye Nation.
Before all of them, there was a book: The Boomer Bible.
This book was published in 1991 by one R.F. Laird, but the book itself claims to have been written by an army of punk writers from South Street in Philadelphia.
Its Dedicatory page is dated April 19th, 1981, 29 years ago today. It reads:
Over the last year, a far smaller group of people, punks of a different
sort, have endeavored to bring this monumental work to the internet. As
a shadowy reflection of the South Street Punks, they fastidiously
labored to enter every word from the three major Testaments of the
printed Boomer Bible into an online database. Along with the thousands
of verses, they created a linking system to track the book's
Intercolumn Reference (ICR), which is a key component of the book's
content and structure.
Today, as we reveal to the world a fully cross-linked and searchable digital version of The Boomer Bible, we want to recognize the efforts of the "TBB Team," who are largely unknown to each other. Several are commenters on this site, but others remain in the shadows.
This is just the beginning. The Book
of Harrier Brayer, a hyperlinked version of the Table of Harrier Days, the two Prefaces, and any remaining pieces
will soon be added.
The team also hopes to create advanced tools for readers to better explore and understand the book. A multi-step ICR thread-following interface, an advanced search tool, and an iPhone / iPad app are all being considered, along with other possibilities. If you have suggestions, please post them. If you have skills in these areas and want to help further the process, please post a comment and I (Lake) will contact you.
The Boomer Bible has finally come to the Internet, where it belongs. The labor of the punk writers of South Street is now both everywhere and nowhere, a superposition of states made of electron pulses and packets stretching over the entire Earth. We hope that this effort inspires longtime readers of the book to return and discover new avenues of thought. We hope that new readers are empowered to explore this complex, multi-dimensional, and unique work that represents the mind of modern man and a new universe of consciousness-expanding possibility.
With the support of R.F. Laird and the compliments of the "TBB team," please enjoy for free, at least temporarily...
The Boomer Bible. Liberated at last from the printed page.
UPDATE VIA INSTAPUNK/hs. I'm told this will work if you want to honor the TBB Team:
I hope it does.
LAKE'S UPDATE. Thanks to IP for his update. Now it's time for mine. The Boomer Bible does not stand alone, even in our new multi-dimensional incarnation. It has a deep context, a complex backstory, and an entire mythology built around its core.
What is the importance of The Boomer Bible? Why should people be interested in a 20-year-old book that is now going out of print after having sold just under a hundred thousand copies? There are multiple reasons.
Unlike all his forebears in the world of fiction, he tells us who he
is, where he comes from, what he believes, so that the reader can plot
his own course without the fake objectivity of the prevailing Hemingway
model of 'modern' fiction: "I control the horizontal and the
vertical..." is a princely claim of many writers. This is the one time
it's true without being dictatorial.
More importantly, everything said above can be proved with links to what's already on the Internet. Use the IP search function. (Use your imagination.) Use the Wayback Machine. More will be provided than you can imagine in the months ahead, but you can get at least a tantalizing glimpse. Do it. Right now you can find ruins of a unique multimedia phenomenon. When else are ruins the precursor of advanced civilization? Precisely.
. Have to tell you. My wife's new favorite
show. She's nuts about him. He just kills
people. She can't get enough of it. She loves him even more than
Dexter. My wife is crazed. It's also a very good goddamned show. No
But my wife would have to be
crazed to like me. She likes that about
me too. But she doesn't want to start a fan club for me. She wants to
start a fan club for Timothy Olyphant in this series. Oh well. Marriage
is complicated. Queried, she said, "Yeah, you're pretty much the same
but he's taller and I like his hat. Please don't hurt him." I promised
I wouldn't. Bad of me, I know. He carries his. 45 a mite too high.
Women. I love her anyway. More than I can say. Like mourning doves love the morning. I call that 'justified.'
Wow, what happen to this
place? I go away for a little while to play
with the anyshell, then I come back and find many angry people. Well
okay, maybe that not
different, but I do not expect to see a big
fight between Birzone and the InstaPunk about some Russian lady who
look like maybe she scare children for amuse.
I see there so many anger here. But it not time for angry. It time for action. Time for excitement. Time for the hockey. That why I come back now, at these time. That and because I see this post at that Metalkort place nobody went to, and it very nice but there should not be a Spanish guy talking about the hockey. So listen up, people! The anyshell playoffs are back on Wendsesday, and there are many reason that everybody need to watch this year which I will tell you about:
1. The Fightings* - everybody at InstaPunk love the fightings. We have many fightings in the hockey. And the only words in the fights are calling names that can't be on TV, but no words like that you have to read here at the InstaPunk. Even the Russians that make the fightings do not use words, especially not like the scary lady. This is how the Russians fight in the hockey:
Much more amuse to watch than words on a paper, especially if
the English is a second language for you, like for me.
*The fightings do not happen for the anyshell playoff games anymore. Nobody wish to take the penalty for being the sexist by hitting the Sidney Crosby. That is crime of hate in the Canada.
2. The Social Justice - everybody at the InstaPunk love the social justice, too. In the hockey we care very many about the social justice, and Pencilvania is the leader for all league when they draft Sidney Crosby, who is the first woman to play in the anyshell. She is very happy about this and does not have a problem to play with the men. She even try to grow a playoff beard last year with the men, and it is a good try for a young girl to grow this:
3. The Russia - the people on Birzone's side of the Instapunk
fightings love the Russia.
Since the Canada have never the babies anymore and nobody in U.S.
hockey, the most players of the hockey come now from Russia except Mats
Sundin, who is from the Sweden or Norwegia. But anyway, he is
from someone that there is players from
other countries, too, that are between the Russia and Germany. I talk
with one of them and ask if he from Russia. He answer me in a
lot like the Russian, or what the Russian sound like. Plus his
has no vowels. His jersey has the English letters on it, but still
look just like the ceramic alphabet from Russia. What is the
4. I am broke of the money - I think I am going to have a good time to make very many money since the LOCKOUT, not strike, has ended and Gary Bettman the devil has won. So I am very surprise when I arrive in Charlestown to find they have no anyshell team there, but only minor league. It is Tampa Bay where is the anyshell team, and I mix it up. The other surprise is to find the details of the job I have getting:
So then I decide playing in the anyshell is not really the time for me
but maybe the writting about it is, and I have to follow my heart, just
like in your Hollywood movies say. But my father is asking me
about monies for pay back that
loan. It' is something to do about co-signing it, but I am not
economist, I tell my dad. I tell him about my heart, but he seem like
he do not care about the heart. So since I do not getting paid for the
InstaPunk, I come up with new way for getting monies. I join that
Networks, and I get $50 or such if you join it and say them that Puck
Punk told you to join. So if all readers of the InstaPunk join the Dish
get about 1,000 of their friend to do same, I can get up much of the
loan payments. Now is the good time to do it, because you can also get
the anyshell's Central Ice and watch all of the playoff game, even in
Also, since I have the Dish but I can not afford a TV to watch with, I could come over to your house and watch with you. And I can tell you about the hockey to you while we watch. But since I can only go to one house, I have to explain for the rest about the playoffs. I need to start by telling you about the matches.
But there is a loan payment person knocking the door at the time, so I am coming back later about the playoffs. If I am not in the jail. Excuse me the abrupt end.
I know even reading the headlines these days is
the trailer for 2012.
But we have to keep a clear head about it all. For every action, there
is an equal and opposite reaction. As radically as Obama acts, so can
we anticipate the reaction will be equally radical, and as long as we
don't allow it to dissipate, that reaction will be striking. I have
three exhibits to offer. The first is an extraordinary column by Dana
Milbank, a WAPO liberal who is, well, exercised about Obama's
treatment of what others have called the "slobbering Obamedia." Here's
For once, the arrogance of the MSM is on our side. They don't like
being locked out of the "narrative."
Second is a data-intensive electoral analysis at RealClearPolitics, which suggests the Democrats could very well lose as many as 100 house seats in the 2010 elections. Here's an excerpt that explains the map above and why Democrats are in far more trouble than even Obama's declining poll ratings would suggest:
Needless to say, read the whole thing. There are caveats, but they
represent the least likely probabilities.
Finally, the steady drip-drip-drip of the healthcare bill we had to pass to "find out what's in it" continues and is likely to continue, with each new revelation a proof of the careless, corrupt, and incompetent process by which it was passed into law. Consider this, this, and this as the most recent examples. HINT: The drip isn't going to stop. It's an IV needle delivering acid into the body politic of America. The news will keep getting worse, slowly, gradually, painfully, unbelievably, surely. Repeal may not be a remote eventuality after all. It may become an overwhelming popular imperative.
Not that things can't still get worse before they get better. But physics is still physics, regardless of what liberals think they can mandate by legislation. Repealing gravity is something even Nancy Pelosi can't pull off -- even with the help of the best cosmetic surgeons in the land.
Take heart. And don't ever give up.
amuse. Oh well. When we are interrupted, I am about to give
the playoff insides. So I am going on with that now.
San Jose Sharks vs. Colorado Avalanche - the Sharks are the top seed in the Western and the Colorado only barely just get in. This games are about the affirmative actions, which is more proof about the social justice in the anyshell. Colorado is one of the two states in America which has the college hockey team, and the Sharks are the only sports team in San Jose except for Padres from the baseball, and nobody love the Padres, I think. That meansthey both deserve at least 4 playoff game for the fairness. But the Sharks always choke the throat in the playoff and the Colorados are not very good since they do not have the Patrick Roy anymore, so these both are to lose after this round.
Washington Capitals vs. Montreal Canadiens - I would say that the team for Birzone would be the Colorados since the dead Russian lady liked that place so much, but really the Caps are the team for Birzone. They have Alex Ovechkin, who is a superstar Russian guy missing teeth and he scores a lots of goals. That's also Edwardo the Spanish man's favorite team, so maybe if they both like the same team everyone can be friends? The Hockey brings people together always, except maybe for Ty Domi.
Chicago Blackhawks vs. Nashville Predators - I am surprise about this because it makes me find there is a hockey team of your state in Nashville. Is that true? It is hard to say about this but it is strange because I think if it is real the mascot would be a cowboy hat or maybe a banjo, not a tiger that has a mouth not closed.
I think the Chicagos are the team of your new president Saddam Obama, what he says if they ask him, since he has a house there after his childbirth in Indonesia, but I also think he is not a fan of the hockey. He is not at any games last year in Chicago and Washington in the playoffs while all the announcers on your NBC are always asking for him, but he goes to games of the baseball for both of those teams in regular season and wears there clothes, too.
And recently he can not say a name of a single player on the favorite baseball team of his with the Black Socks or the name of the baseball rink where they play. How can Obama know a name of a player on the Black Hawks? I know most of your baseball players come now from the Mexican, but at least those names are easy to read from a TV word machine that your president likes to have. Your Obama can't even pronounce a word from reading right like "corps", how can he read a names like Toews, Byfuglien and Hjalmarsson? No, I know which team is the favorite for your president.
Phoenix Coyotes vs. Detroit Red Wings - The Red Wings are the real favorite team for your Obama. The uniforms are very red just like the old Olympic team from the C.C.C.P. and I know your president likes a lot the communism. Plus the Red Wings have tradition of many good, strong Russian names he can not pronounce like Yzerman, so really it is very like the old Soviet team. And if he goes to the Detroits, he can show everybody an example in your country of what he is trying to do for everyone to make the Big Change and Hope, which he talks and talks about a lot before he is president. Plus he can visit with a lot of the muslims who live there from his childhood which make them love America more.
But the Phoenix is confuse me. I think maybe it is not a real team like the Nashville, because the Phoenix is in the desert and you can not grow ice there, and ice is important for playing the hockey, not to mention that nobody live in the desert so who is to watch the hockey be played? Also, I look on the internets about what is a Phoenix, and it is a bird somebody set on fire, but the mascot of the Phoenix is a dog? Because what is this but a dog or is it a relative of Chewbacca from the Star Wars with a hockey stick?
Sometime the U.S. humor is for me hard to understand, so I hope that
mascot can be explain.
There are some other teams playing, too, but they are the boring teams like the Ottawa Senators and the offending teams like the Philadelphia Flyers, who are the team of InstaPunk. They make me very anger, though, that city, because the football team trades Michael McVick to the Cleveland Indians and they keep the other guy who kills all the dogs. And we Canadians are many protecting of animals, which is why the pets of Canada have a better healthcare here than the people do. You Americans are finding soon what I mean. So maybe I write more about the hockey later, because I need money and it is really great to be back around the Punks again and not do any more birthday parties for children in a suit. Don't forget to call Dish Networks about me. Until then, I'll have to go to intermission:
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