Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
THE FUTURE’S UNCERTAIN AND THE END IS ALWAYS NEAR
All I can say is that is a cool piece of analysis by Mike Davis…
“Let me reprise the obvious, but seldom discussed. Even if debt-limit doomsday is averted, Obama has already hocked the farm and sold the kids. With breathtaking contempt for the liberal wing of his own party, he’s offered to put the sacrosanct remnant of the New Deal safety net on the auction bloc to appease a hypothetical “center” and win reelection at any price. (Dick Nixon, old socialist, where are you now that we need you?) As a result, like the Phoenicians in the Bible, we’ll sacrifice our children (and their schoolteachers) to Moloch, now called Deficit. The bloodbath in the public sector, together with an abrupt shutoff of unemployment benefits, will negatively multiply through the demand side of the economy until joblessness is in teenage digits and Lady Gaga is singing “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?” Lest we forget, we also live in a globalized economy where Americans are consumers of the last resort and the dollar is still the safe haven for the planet’s hoarded surplus value. The new recession that the Republicans are engineering with such impunity will instantly put into doubt all three pillars of McWorld, each already shakier than generally imagined: American consumption, European stability, and Chinese growth. Across the Atlantic, the European Union is demonstrating that it is exclusively a union of big banks and mega-creditors, grimly determined to make the Greeks sell off the Parthenon and the Irish emigrate to Australia. One doesn’t have to be a Keynesian to know that, should this happen, the winds will only blow colder thereafter. (If German jobs have so far been saved, it is only because China and the other BRICs -- Brazil, Russia, and India -- have been buying so many machine tools and Mercedes.)” (Click here for the whole thing)
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The secret word is Lemming
THE POISONS ARE MELTING
What did Tennessee Ernie Ford tell us? "If the left one don’t get you the right one will"?
“The warming of the Arctic is releasing a new wave of banned toxic chemicals that had been trapped in the ice and cold water, scientists have discovered. The researchers warn that the amount of the poisons stockpiled in the polar region is unknown and their release could "undermine global efforts to reduce environmental and human exposure to them." The chemicals seeping out as temperatures rise include the pesticides DDT, lindane and chlordane, made infamous in Rachel Carson's 1962 book Silent Spring, as well as the industrial chemicals PCBs and the fungicide hexachlorobenzine (HCB). All of these persistent organic pollutants (Pops) are banned under the 2004 Stockholm Convention. Pops can cause cancers and birth defects and take a very long time to degrade, meaning they can be transported for long distances and accumulate over time. Over past decades, the low temperatures in the Arctic trapped volatile Pops in ice and cold water. But scientists in Canada and Norway have now discovered that global warming is freeing the Pops once again.” (Click here for more)
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
THIS IS DREW PINSKY. HE CAN ROT IN HELL
“I am so sick of Dr Drew hovering around damaged celebrities like the goddamn Angel of Death, waiting for them to screw up so he can get some air time on Extra! Amy Winehouse had been dead for all of 10 minutes before he was EVERYWHERE, spouting those generic platitudes of his and acting like he had the answers that could have saved her. "Well, I think..." BITCH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW AMY. You don't get to THINK anything. Leave her alone. Let her rest in peace for A DAY – AT THE VERY LEAST – before you start camera whoring in her name. I get that he's the "go-to" guy for the media on all matters of celebrity dysfunction, but to me he's like one of those cats in the nursing home who shows up at your bed right before you die. He's creepy and smug and pompous and just plain awful. He has to go. He makes me long for the golden days of Dr Joyce Brothers' comforting ubiquity. Even Dr Ruth press whored in a more pleasant way than this guy. He is THE WORST.”
Click here for Amy on Letterman
The secret word is Vulture
THIS IS JOHN BOEHNER. HE COULD WRECK CAPITALISM AS WE KNOW IT
His hobbies are golf and his fake tan. My perception is that this man is extremely stupid and a bought-and-paid-for lackey of wealth. Right now he seems quite willing for the US to go into superpower debt default, a wholly unknown situation that could be nothing short of economic armageddon. Especially if the Chinese call in their markers with even non-extreme prejudice. He is willing to risk all this to prevent tax increases on the super-rich. He fails to realize, it seems, that is billionaire masters will not be exempt from a global money meltdown.
Monday, July 25, 2011
CAKE OR DEATH?
Click here for Waylon Jennings
The secret word is Icing
DON'T YOU MISS THE 20TH CENTURY?
(When I was able to do so much more with so much less effort and still have time to get drunk at the end of it.)
Sunday, July 24, 2011
SUNDAY BREAKFAST
Yes, my friends, this was the Dark Tower Of The Deviants where I ate many a Sunday breakfast in 1968 and 1969, mostly in the afternoon, and where most of the band and crew – with the exceptions of Russell Hunter and Sid Bishop – plus girlfriends, wives, passing concubines, deadbeats, and hard-to-define mutations, plus an ever-expanding compliment of felines, resided at one time or another. With reference to the photograph (recently taken by Kristian Nihlen and, much to my delight, posted on Facebook after he’d figured the location from my book Give The Anarchist A Cigarette) our flat was on the top floor, stretching from the turret for two more windows to the right and also included the balcony where many a tripping fool would have to be convinced that unmanned flight was beyond the capabilities of humans no matter the measure of micrograms. On the street, what is now a Subway was an off-license where Jamie Mandelkau actually obtained credit.
How we gained possession of such a sumptuous and gothic urban Gormenghast was a simple matter of Deviant blind luck. We inherited it from an on-the-lam cocaine dealer, which meant, now and then, we received visits from wiseguys wanting to kill him, but they needed little convincing, after seeing our squalor, that we were not their intended targets. Our neighbours were Swiss bankers who took one look at us and instituted protracted legal proceedings to get rid of us. The biggest irony was the building on the far right of the picture is the Shaftesbury Theatre, where, during our tenure, the musical Hair was playing. We grew very tired of tourist rubes thinking we were part of the show, and also the blatant rip of what we saw of our culture. So, by way of retribution, UK Steve our Master of Munitions, would set off air/sea rescue smoke flares during the second act. But we also met the lovely Sonja Kristina who was in the cast.
The rubes could never have imagined that reality of life among we stone freaks. Of the methedrine Middle Earth nights, and treaties brokered with the Hells Angels, visits from an epicene David Bowie, or the vampire princesses from the Speakeasy, or the strippers from the all-nite-ouzo Greek café, who we lured back on the promise of Mandrax fueled debauchery, and who believed they had lucked into rich rock stars as they rode up in the antique cage-style lift, only to discover – all too late – the same squalor that had convinced the wiseguys. The rubes couldn’t imagine the underage psychopaths who would howl their loud and unrequited love for Steve Took until escorted from the premises by Psychedelic Ladies Auxiliary before the metropolitan scuffers were summoned, or how we watched the moon landing and Manson murders on a yellow TV with a speech bubble and the word “HELP” drawn on the screen in magic marker. Or how we had left the place for a hundred gigs, our concert in Hyde Park, the riots in Grosvenor Square, and even a dire North American tour only to find we’d been evicted on our return.
Click here for The Deviants
The secret word is Nostalgia
GRATUITOUS BRENDA DENAUT
“Every now and then I download an old skin magazine from the fifties or sixties that show up on a website I go to where I find music and books. So I was looking through an issue of Scene from 1962 and there was a picture of this woman Brenda Denaut, who was their longhaired brunette beatnik poet-with-big-tits for that month, and as I'm wont to do I decided to look to see if she were an actual published poet and what happened to her. Turns out she bred a brood of Arquettes. (She is the mother of Patricia, Rosanna, Alexis, Richmond, and David Arquette. She also appeared in the exploitation films Too Young, Too Immoral (1962), All of Me (1963), Olga's House of Shame (1964), and The Very Naked Canvas (1965).”
Saturday, July 23, 2011
NORWAY?
Right now I can only repeat what I just posted on Facebook. The slaughter in Norway leaves me speechless. Norway? But then I recall the extremes of Norweigan death metal in the 1980s and I start to wonder. Also my distrust of lone psychotics begins to stir.
Steve Sparkes – RIP
Amy Winehouse – RIP
THEY REFUSE TO LEARN
The National Weather Service website reported "The dangerous heatwave continues across much of the central and eastern USA, with excessive heat and humidity expected to expand into the Ohio Valley and East Coast states for the remainder of the week," Authorities issued heat alerts for more than half the 50 states as a blanket of hot air smothered the country, leaving at least 20 people dead. The heatwave has left states from Texas to Michigan sweltering in temperatures above 100F (37C). Some cities have also been engulfed in smog. The heatwave is estimated to cover a million square miles, affecting 141 million Americans. And yet fools like this commenter on a MSNBC web report continue to spout their malignant nonsense.
“You know, there is a simple solution to this global warming stuff. If you want to believe it, go ahead and believe it. If you don't want to believe it, then don't believe it. As long as everyone acts on what they believe, then that's fine. Notice that those who don't believe it don't ask anything of those who do believe, but those who do believe try force their beliefs on those who don't and force the government to take more control over peoples' lives. That's why those who don't believe have come to realize that all this global warming stuff is just the new socialism.”
Click here for the rather obvious Martha
The secret word is Desperation
Friday, July 22, 2011
YOU CAN’T BLAME ME, I WAS ONLY GIVING ORDERS
“I am far too gorgeous to the be thrown to the wolves and lesbians have crushes on me.”
On Tuesday I was gleeful. Murdoch and son, Rebekah the Red, and all the bent coppers and thralls of New Corp’s media Mordor were being held to account. The euphoria lasted for maybe 48 hours, and then I started asking myself what exactly had happened. The Murdochs had wafted in on a private plane, their black SUV motorcade had charged through London with arrogance of the untouchable, and they had faced a parliamentary inquisition. But the inquisition was one without rack or retribution. Tuesday was no day for an auto de fe, just a lone custard pie that the media treated like a crime against humanity. When it was all over they wafted out again and that was that.
And, in the course of their testimony, the Murdochs and Ms Brooks managed to do something that I found quite flabbergasting. They turned around the old Nazi Nuremburg defense – “You can’t blame me, I was only obeying orders.” Their scarcely believable excuse for wholesale corporate corruption and criminality was that it was all the work of underlings and they were too elevated in the ivory-power command structure of News Corp to know anything about it. – “You can’t blame me, I was only giving orders.” Even the devious Rebekah – while editor of both The Sun and The News of the World – had no idea of what was going on, and having just been arrested, was also taking the Brit equivalent of the 5th. “I want to be absolutely clear that as editor of News of the World I had no knowledge whatsoever of phone hacking in the case of Milly Dowler and her family, or in any other cases during my tenure.” She claimed had such unshakable trust in her reporters that she never asked for their sources. Which was arrant bullshit. You don’t have to have been a professional journalist to know that every editor wants to know every source on every story. You only have to have seen Jason Robards as Ben Bradlee in All The President’s Men. Remember this exchange?
Ben Bradlee: Bernstein, are you sure on this story?
Carl Bernstein: Absolutely.
Ben Bradlee: Woodward?
Carl Bernstein: I'm sure.
Ben Bradlee: I'm not. It still seems thin.
Howard Simons: Get another source.
I can only conclude that the bastards were lying in their teeth and no one has so far seriously called them on it.
Click here for The Who
The secret word is Slither
THE LETTER OF THE LAW
"Fact: There are no strip clubs in Tallahassee. So plan your vacation accordingly. But far raunchier than a strip club is this strip club-forbidding Part II Chapter 12 Article V Division 2 Section 12-139 (3) of the Tallahassee Code of Ordinances, which stipulates that "No person or entity maintaining, owning, or operating an establishment dealing in alcoholic beverages shall encourage, allow or permit any person to appear nude or to expose to public view his or her genitals, pubic area, vulva, anus, or any portion of the buttocks or simulation thereof. This section shall be violated if any portion of the buttocks is visible from any vantage point."
Thursday, July 21, 2011
MY DOG’S GOT NO NOSE
A woman called Jackie Kaufman asks owners to send her moulds of their pooch or moggie's nose or paws so she can make them into fashionable jewelry and accessories. Using solid silver she turns these impressions it into a necklace, ring or even a belt buckle, which costs animal-lovers up to £320 per piece. (Click here for more if you really need to.)
Click here for Shep
The secret words are Cold and Moist
SWEET GENE VINCENT
I lifted this gem from our good pal Richard Metzger at Dangerous Minds. It’s a sad and poignant documentary on the last declining days of Gene Vincent. (You may need to scroll down a bit to find it). Click here.
MARILYN SEZ...
“I don’t usually say anything during the week, but will you please stop corrupting the world’s youth?”
(Image from DTA)
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
TELL IT TO THE WORKERS
Click here for Destroy All Monsters lifted from Jon Nelson
The secret word is Refurbish
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
WHO? ME?
“Before we go any farther, I would like to assure the committee that I am not – nor have ever been – a ruthless, unscrupulous, power-obsessed, lying whore.”
SPECTATOR SPORT
Click here for Elvis
The secret word is Hope
Monday, July 18, 2011
HAVE WE SEEN THIS MOVIE BEFORE?
I just posted the following on Facebook..."Over the weekend I indulged feline fantasies, but now Monday has come and the real world smells of toxic fraud. It’s a stench I recall as a teenager watching the Profumo scandal unravel, an ignominious banality progressively revealed as a labyrinth of corruption. The elite were brought down and nothing was ever the same again."
ALL THE FUTURES OF YESTERDAY
Ten days ago we watched Atlantis – the last space shuttle – take off. At the time I wrote, “is this the end of space exploration as we know it? Yes, I do miss the 20th century when I took acid and other men went to the moon. Once we had space ships. Now we have smart phones.” And now, just to rub salt in the wound here’s this NASA promo from the 1970s predicting we’d have space colonies by the year 2000. Click here and weep.
Click here for The Rolling Stones
The secret word is Failure
ACTION TRANSVESTITES?
If the question “cake or death” has no meaning for you, you may not see the point of this.
GRATUITOUS JAGGER
(Are we establishing some kind of theme here while we wait and wonder if Rebekah Brooks will go to jail?)
Sunday, July 17, 2011
SUNDAY BREAKFAST
Click here for Frank
The secret word is Miaow
MARILYN SEZ...
“There is something wistfully adorable about a man who is in total thrall to his pet.”
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