perfidy

Please accept this link to Motorhead's official site as a fitting counterbalance to the posts about...um...You Know Who.

That will be my last post, ever, about Celine Dion.

A friend of a friend, who hates Celine Dion like all thinking people should, had this trenchant observation about Celine's latest haircut.

Oh, I saw "the cut". . .and I couldn't believe my eyes.........whoever is responsible for that travesty needs to rethink their career.

I'm sure the people at Caesar's Palace are probably saying, "Hey, we didn't pay $90 million for this bull-dyke." If I'm gonna shell out $150 to see her perform, I want some hair. I want some whip action as she's banging her chest. If I wanted to see Billy Idol.......I'd pull out my Best of MTV collection.

F*** her and her dumb baby.

In the words of Glenn Reynolds... indeed.

Amen to this post at Chicagoboyz. The Eyeliners are the saviours of Rock, now that the Donnas have gone major label (not that there's anything wrong with that!). And now I'm gonna do the thing I hate. Aaaaas I commented over there at Chicagoboyz,

[The Eyeliners] are responsible for the only true, pure rock moment I've witnessed on stage in the last few years. It was at the Paradise, in Boston, about five songs into a blistering set opening for the Donnas. The skinny one who plays guitar (names, schnames), right in the middle of ripping off a solo, leaned back, back....back...until she was on her knees in the approved Nuge position... cocked her head, grinned at the crowd, and blew a big, perfect bubblegum bubble. It was awesome.

I mean, it was awesome. 
 

Five!

Three, sir!

Three!

Wait... that includes the three of us, doesn't it?

Our five readers will be devastated.

Which means I can't post, at least not right now. I've been slammed at work, and still must devote mucho time to preparing the new hacienda. But I've been thinking... (and yes, Johno, it does make my brain hurt) and hopefully will have some interesting thoughts up soon. I'm not going to argue with Mike's history mojo on the origins of fascism and communism, but I think there's a lot to say about how they fit in now. Also, I have some bones to pick on the empire thing - just can't let it die.

As for opposition to the war - it doesn't make you puking, filthy, Stalinist, anti-Bush, ill-informed, blinkered, one-worlder, giant-puppet wielding, anti-Capitalists. There are two groups of people against the war - people like you and Mike, and people like the asshatted fuckwits at DU. But even those idiots are not traitors; there is a clear difference between dissent and treason. Treason is more like Taliban Johnny - actively fighting for our enemies, not merely opposing the war inside the U.S. If they were sabotaging military installations, or hiding Al Quaida operatives in the SanFran area, then they should be hung from the neck until dead, dead, dead. Until then, they are free to make complete asses of themselves on national TV.

Was, curiously, also on April 30 - five years earlier when the U.S. Embassy in Saigon was evacuated by Helicopter. Operation "Frequent Wind."

First, the boys at CalPundit are writing about fundamentalism in all its forms as the enemy of progress, in the context of American politics. Great stuff, including a call for a new political party to appeal to the squishy center. Yes, please, and quickly!!

Second, an interesting discussion about the end of history. That is, what is the first political event you remember, before which everything is history to you, and after which everything is current events? For me personally, it was watching Walter Cronkite's daily tally of the Iran Hostage Crisis with my father. I distinctly remember day 179, so history for me ended on April 30, 1980.