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Yes, I do know that, and that despite their throwing a hissy fit over Julius's taking over,after him

they never looked back at their Republic. No, Tiberius and many others didn't always/often pick the most qualified. Tiberius picked Caligula out of contempt and spite, saying that Rome deserved the vileness. It was more often than not who was left standing after this or that slaughter.

Now, not that my O.P. rant is so original, but it's GENERAL, not a pretense at scholarship, so the point is not the details but that a system that is not reformed and refreshed will collapse under the dead wood of its own weight. Oh, well, they all do, even over the 5,000 years of Chinese dynasties.

Ah, well, my rant was my own personal indulgence, so I'll take a good night.

A modest breaching here of the Fourth Wall in Lounge.

I'm not going to apologize for what I post. Short of such an apology, it should suffice to reveal to anybody it might concern that I have insight into my own pluses and minuses and to some degree of awareness while they happen, such that I am actively choosing to let my minuses fly about as they might. FWIW, I am too often offended or embarrassed by my own posts, but also decided at some point not to run away from them.

Like many others, I have whined about spending much time and energy honing a coherent and original post only to see it sink like a stone, while any little off-the-wall nutcase free association of mine will reach heights of flames, outrage, and contempt.

The internet, this DU discussion board, has been the single biggest education for me of my life. And isn't DU so incredibly fortunate to be the exclusive beneficiary of my divine contributions (Do I really need a Sarcasm tag here?!1)?!1 Really, having achieved what used to be considered wonderful academic credentials, I realized that my Liberal Arts were worthless, that the one skill that made an actual difference in my real world work experience was: TYPING. And this discussion board has taught me some (not enough for me; I'm really too backward to have picked up much) life experience, street smarts, like developing a shell and occasionally being big enough to let some things slide.

But what I'm trying to say is that, especially here in Lounge, besides just this being an internet discussion board fer-gudness'sake (tag line from Teahouse of the August Moon? The World of Susie Wong), and the first deterrent to being offended is that this is not the first venue to consider for a serious discussion where offense might be taken. Some amount of performance art performing might be more likely to be happening. No, I'm not going to Self Delete one of my ramblings where somebody might have gotten offended. I *do* Self-Delete very occasionally when I offend/embarrass even myself!1



Total *THANKS*!1 I knew Make7 had the goods somewhere.

Am saving this into my Journal so I won't lose it.

Make7’s chart: http://www.democraticunderground.com/?com=view_post&forum=1256&pid=1674

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2012 reporting on the Shrub AWOL story, going *way* past RATHER deep into Shrub corruption

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http://www.texasmonthly.com/politics/truth-or-consequences/

Truth or Consequences

May 2012 By Joehagan

.... And that (1996) is when a mysterious document began circulating in Austin that would serve as the Rosetta stone of the Bush National Guard controversy. The document, a single-page letter written by an anonymous author and addressed to a U. S. attorney, described an alleged secret deal struck between George W. Bush and Ben Barnes in which Barnes agreed to withhold the story of getting the governor into the Guard in exchange for Bush’s securing the GTECH contract against competing bidders.

The memo fingered a Bush aide named Reggie Bashur as the one who brokered the alleged quid pro quo: “Bashur was sent to talk to Barnes who agreed never to confirm the story and the Governor talked to (Miers) two days later and she then agreed to support letting GTech keep the contract without a bid.” And indeed, the previous summer, Miers had renewed the GTECH contract without a bid, against the wishes of state Republicans. ....

... One year after the fateful 60 Minutes segment aired, two FBI agents paid a visit to the Manhattan apartment of Larry Littwin, the former Lottery Commission executive director. If he were cleared to testify before the Senate Judiciary Committee, the agents asked, what might he say about (Harriett) Miers’s invovement with GTECH during her time as chair of the commission? According to Jerome Corsi, who had resurfaced, post-Kerry, as one of Miers’s fiercest critics, what Littwin proposed to allege was quite a lot: that more than $160,000 in legal fees Miers collected from Bush in the nineties were a de facto payoff for maintaining the quid pro quo agreement with Ben Barnes and GTECH.

Regardless of the legitimacy of these allegations, White House officials were paying attention, in part because they were coming from the right. Miers’s nomination was already in deep trouble by the time Littwin emerged. But Corsi remains convinced to this day that the threat of Littwin’s testimony was the last straw for Miers. According to him, it was the GTECH deal, and not the CBS memos, that could have been the real smoking gun against Bush. “The day after they validated that Littwin was going to be called to the Senate Judiciary Committee, that’s when she pulled her nomination,” Corsi told me. ....

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Here's a link to Hillary's speech. Plus some probably irritating thoughts.



Actually, I sort of liked it for being serviceable but mostly loved the FDR setting and references.

Now, let’s clear the next year’s garbage out of the way: I care about the Democratic AGENDA, not the personalities (idols). I don’t worship her, OBAMA, the KENNEDYs, or several other past Democratic nominees. But any Dem short of criminality is better than any Repuke, and our system is WINNER TAKES IT ALL. All of our Dem nominees have been more intelligent, more NOBLE, more DECENT than any of their opponents, but noble LOSERS accomplish nothing. Only the WINNER gets to do anything, even if only NOMINATING thousands of judges and bureaucrats/grunts who make policy down the line.

As for Hillary, I was very strong for her in ‘08. But she was a bust. OBAMA totally flummoxed her out of nowhere. Let’s be clear: ANYBODY could have won against the Repukes that year because of George W. BUSH. ANYBODY. The Repukes have mocked OBAMA about “CHANGE” being non-existent and empty. Actually, obviously, the word “CHANGE” was code for: ANYTHING DIFFERENT FROM GEORGE W. BUSH. No other agenda was needed.

As for Hillary and my support today. If she’s the nominee (who else?) of course I will support her as I have every Dem nominee from every wing of the coalition. I don’t care about finding a candidate who fits a checklist of appropriate issues: If they don’t have the common touch to WIN, yammering over issues is as futile as a college bull session of "If I Ruled the World" or a medieval monk's thoughts on angels.

As for her personally, coming from me: She’s been around too many blocks, for starters. She irritates/grates me, her voice, her total lack of charisma. I was raised in a family of strong women and my first vote was for a woman, and yet I was antagonized that at her rally in ‘08, I guess it was supposed to be for women and “girls” only since they gave sidewise ugly looks at us males, like we weren’t supposed to be there. She’s a lousy candidate: She never saw OBAMA or anybody else coming; threw away millions on the same tired P.R. people who have lost campaigns for decades; mismanaged the campaign to end up in debt; she’s a RED MEAT TARGET for wingnuts. Very possibly, she MIGHT LOSE, which is the worst thing ever. If she wins, get ready for Fake Impeachment #2. If she loses, get ready for JEB CROW SHRUB, the worst ever.

I have hope that she is different from Bill in that in her lifetime of politics she knows how precious being in office is, to work for the agenda, instead of Bill's having wasted the winning with his hanky panky: What I learned from Bill was that, with a leader who has to be defended non-stop, all our precious energies are wasted on defending one individual instead of all of our energies, including the leader's, being spent on the agenda.

Alas poor KERIK, unrequited love (not Judith REGAN, it's GHOULIANI), just all "love and respect"

It's... "ENORMOUS"!1

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http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/bernie-kerik-plenty-love-rudy-giuliani-article-1.2173066

EXCLUSIVE: Cast aside by Rudy Giuliani, former NYPD commissioner Bernard Kerik still has 'enormous love and respect' for former mayor

....“I don’t think anybody, any mayor, has done anything for the city like he did. None,” Kerik told a crowd of several hundred people Thursday night at the launch of his new book, “From Jailer to Jailed.” ....

As The News reported Sunday, Kerik said Giuliani — at the time prepping to run for president — stopped calling him, and returned a bronze statue of a horse that he’d given him as a gift on behalf of his young daughters.

Giuliani was their godfather. ....

“I have an enormous amount of love and respect for the man, and for what he did for New York City ... I want to make that clear.”

Kerik said that U.S. Rep. Peter King, a Long Island Republican who was at the party, visited him every few months, and that the Manzo family of “Real Housewives of New Jersey” fame helped take care of his kids while he was behind bars.

Also at the party was former Westchester County D.A. Jeanine Pirro, Mitchell Modell, Geraldo Rivera, and Kerik’s, brother Donald Kerik.

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But this gives me an excuse to re-run my eyewitness account of WINGNUT HOT SEX involving KERIK and whoever:




http://www.democraticunderground.com/10022916431

Where to start with KERIK -- well, might as well be with the bit from Cindy ADAMS's 05-29-13 social note to the effect that Bernie taught a LIFE CLASS while in prison and he'll be happy if his wisdom helps keep ONE dude from returning to prison. Did he give himself extra credit for auditing himself so that HE! won't be one of the returnees?!

But for youngsters, a Brief History: Bernie was GHOULIANI's police comish on THE 9-11, and shot to supposed "leadership" and Security fame in that VOID of same when pResident Shrub was lost for three days, and when Shrub-CHEENEE had to create SOMEthing to appear responsive, besides Color Codes, they needed a Security tsar, and GHOULIANI sponsored this Bernie dude, who then had to be withdrawn because he was on the road to PRISON!

Nay, but the most fruitful chapter involved one Judith REGAN, who was a protégé herself, her mentor somebody bigger than GHOULIANI, Rupert MURDOCH of NewsCorp/Faux Propaganda Network, who gave her her own publishing imprint, "REGAN Books" that was responsible for LIMBOsevic's first book and a slew of other wingnut crap. She was known for devil-wears-prada horrifics of temperament, one time challenging her staff to be creative by screaming at them, "Why do women like Bill CLINTON?! Because they WANT TO FUCK HIM, THAT'S why!" Finally, she crashed and burned around the time of a title, "If I Did It" ascribed to O.J. SIMPSON.

But while she was in full blossom with MURDOCH, she even scored a half hour interview show on Faux on Saturday nights, where she would interview other wingnuts and excoriate Dems/Libs. Scathingly. But one of her authors was this selfsame Bernie, who had (supposedly, since you never know who writes O'LOOFAH's books either) penned his biography. The hook was that this totally macho man, TOUGH, the most testosterone filled life form EVER! told in this book the SENSITIVE, heart wrenching story of having been abandoned by his disturbed mother, who puzzled the boy by not showing up to claim him at a hearing, and he found out years later she had been confined or something .

Fine. But the really "good t.v." was what, to an insightful eye like that of moi, was going on in this interview. Well, it was hard to see the screen sometimes, due to there being some kind of steam or film clouding up the camera lens. La Judy and Bernardo had an eyelock, more hers than his, that was more secure than GHOULIANI's office. As she teetered in her chair, body all taut and rigid, her eyes pierced him, wingnut heart breaking over his sad sad story. But then they shifted, inevitably, to 9-11, and she asked him, intensely, "Where were you when you first heard?!" As lawyers say, never ask a question you don't already know the answer to. So he shyly let his head duck down a bit then looked up at her with puppy dog eyes and said gruffly, toughly, but sensitively, "Stepping out of the shower. (Pause, pause.) After working out."

Whoa! the smoke alarms went off louder than the Emergency Broadcast System! Like Frida KAHLO's self-portrait with Diego RIVERA's face imprinted on her forehead, Bernie's presumably nekkid image was just PALPABLE on Judy Judy Judy's area where Frida had her unibrow.

At that time, none of us knew anything beyond the public information about these people, but I SENSED something was UP with these two. Much later, sure enough, it appears that the publisher-author relationship had another depth and plumb to it, yes, WINGNUT HOT SEX, because why should workplace sex be for Bill and not bipartisan?! But not only that, their love nest for their Wingnut Hot Sex sessions was no place other than an NYC apartment paid for by the City as a rest-up place for First Responders or clean up crews of the WTC site. That's all right, those people were probably too busy to need a rest-up apartment anyway, and no sense letting things go to waste.

Meanwhile, in all these years since 9-11, GHOULIANI has been collecting filthy lucre all over the globe, Mexico City anywhere, for giving whatever his expertise is on Security against terrorism, along the lines of how to walk down the street with dust and powder on you and then how to insert and enunciate "nine eleven" into any conceivable topic with inconceivable frequency.


Will it stick?!1 Vanity Fair: Jeb Crow Shrub elitist arrogant prick, stoner, goofy, slob, freak.

How did Jeb Crow Shrub get pegged as "the smart one"? Entitled goofiness is in the family genes, start with Poppy. And Shrub's goofiness is well documented. Then take a glimpse at "Access Hollywood" where one Billy BUSH is on display. And recently at a doctor's waiting room I looked at a business/financial magazine I wouldn't otherwise ever see and there was a profile of one Jonathan BUSH, as a flaky nutty bozo cashing in as CEO of some kind of healthcare (Athenacare?) company, cashing in on OBAMAcare, the family m.o. being feeding at the public trough - with company conferences full of costumes and booze.

I haven't delved into the Jeb Crow Shrub psyche beyond a scattered detail about his business dealings with 1stGenExile/CIA Cubans, milking Medicare, involving boarding private planes with suitcases full of cash. And Neil Shrub's Savings and Loan bailout from the public. And Poppy fuming at reporters, "My boys have a right to make a living!1"

Yet Jeb Crow Shrub has somehow built an image of being sober and thoughtful. Now it's clearer why he didn't have a meltdown over his kids' (Jeb George Pee Shrub now officially elected in Texas) crashes with the law, since it's a family marker.

Also, for such an elitist family, he comes across as having the hinterland's chip on the shoulder toward "Eastern elites."


Photograph by Jeff Mitchell. The author's article “Brother Dearest,” published in the July 2001 issue of Vanity Fair.

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http://www.vanityfair.com/online/daily/2015/jeb-bush-bad-behavior-andover
6:45 PM, January 23 2015
Revisiting Jeb Bush’s Bad Behavior at Andover
By David Margolick

Perhaps because it seemed Jeb Bush could never be president—his brother had just been elected and, even then, the thinking was that two Bushes would be quite enough—his classmates at Andover reminisced quite freely about him with me in 2001, when I profiled him for Vanity Fair.

“There was a kind of arrogance to him,” one of them told me, describing Bush’s membership in a “clique of wealthy kids.” “I remember him smoking a lot of dope,” he added. ....

LeBoutillier urged reporters to investigate the matter further, comparing it to the widely-reported story of a young Mitt Romney pinning down a gay student at his Michigan prep school and cutting off his blond bangs, which for some reason he’d found offensive. “If that event is worthy of the front page of the Washington Post,” wrote LeBoutillier, “then the Jeb Bush Illegal Drug and Liquor Distributorship is certainly something the voters—especially GOP primary voters—have a right to know before they begin to choose a 2016 candidate.” ....

Jeb steered clear of politics—no mean feat during the Vietnam era. “I don’t recall his ever being particularly interested in anything we did,” recalled Andrew Bridges, who headed the Progressive Andover Republicans. Like many of Bush’s classmates, Bridges sort of liked the guy. But others disagreed: one told me he was “slightly snarly and spoiled.” “I wouldn’t associate ideas with Jeb,” said Peter Halley, who became an artist. “He was laid back—a little bit goofy.”

Andover back then was a thoroughly cliquish place, divided neatly into “jocks,” “nerds,” “freaks,” and “zeroes.” Bush was hard to pigeonhole—he was captain of the tennis team and was friendly with several black students—but was also, improbably (as one classmate called him) “a budding hippie.” “If you found him sitting, it was further toward the freak end of the dining room,” Lincoln Chafee, later a United States senator and governor of Rhode Island, told me in 2001. “He was kind of a slob, actually.” ....

Though they had more pressing matters to discuss—like how they can run for president simultaneously without knocking one another out—perhaps Bush and Romney swapped prep school stories during their powwow in Utah this week. But while Romney famously forgot the hair-cutting episode, Bush seems to have some insight into his former preppie self. “I was,” as he once put it, “a cynical little turd at a cynical little school.”

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Leave it to the French.

No sarcasm here. And no historical negative contrasts with other French events. This just itself on its own, an epic showing of unity and brotherhood (for now, whatever). Complete with participant-passersby in tri-corner hats and blue-white-red streamers in the wind. And American under-participation. In Vietnam when my ship pulled-in to the Army base down the river, we were allowed Liberty at the Army bar until 7 P.M. It was a race between us Americans and whatever Australians were in from their own land front: Whoever got there first won control of the bar:: If us Americans, everybody had separate tables of 2s and 3s in separate conversations. If the Australians, they pushed all of the tables together into one long banquet table, soon everybody (them, not us) singing something like "Waltzing Matilda" and swinging their drinks in the air in time. Something about joining together instead of holding apart. We never learned, if we "won" we always kept the tables separate.

Had stopped monitoring Libertarians, just caught up a bit, & got an earworm of "The Inquisition"

At the height of our collective outrage here over Coup 2000, I was consuming all the cable yakkers apace and posting the wingnut outrages in chunks of paraphrases to the point that Bartcop said once, "Are you like the Rude Pundit or something?" This has dwindled for me especially during Campaign '12 when I even dropped Tweety and the Morning Schmo entirely. About the only wingnuts I could tolerate in chunks were LIMBOsevic and O'LOOFAH because it's more fun to pin down their propaganda gimmicks, with HANNITY and the rest who do mostly parroting being unwatch/unlistenable. Libertarians have been sort of off limits to me because of their being all over the place, like I like MAHER (mostly) and liked how Ron PAUL skewered the Iraq Attack.

So in The ROOSEVELTS I was intrigued that T.R. flipped the "limited government" to mean that gov't has a role in anything not specifically prohibited, and lately I've been bothered that the idealist hero of my adolescence, WILSON, is now mainly cited for being a racist which had escaped me when I read a 7 volumes biography of him back when. So I googled "Wilson racist" to wise up and unexpectedly got into a chain of Libertarian YouTubes mostly with the Faux employee Andrew NAPOLITANO. I had not seen him in years and was startled at how radically wingnut he is, not only shredding T.R. and WILSON, but LINCOLN.

This led back to Ron PAUL, with the same lines about LINCOLN's "criminality" and then to BecKKK, with all of these nuts using almost the same words. Then it seemed that they were sprouting off from somebody named Stefan MOLYNEUX, whose Wiki says is Irish raised in Canada, and the YouTubes on him were a total repetition of what those other ones were repeating, looking like they were all deriving their yakking off of this MOLYNEUX, who started off as a software-something, with allegations of being a cult dude advocating breaking off children from parents, which reinforces my previous impression that the younger generation of computer techies are seduced somehow by Libertarianism, like a dorm game of If-I-Ruled-the-World.

When I had had enough, I got this earworm going of Mel BROOKS' song "The Inquisition" from History of the World Part I, not for rational relationship of the content but for the contagious madness of mobs like The Inquisition and Libertarianism.

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http://www.leoslyrics.com/mel-brooks/the-inquisition-lyrics/#7Ajbci1EQRCkMoT9.99
The Inquisition Lyrics
Artist: Mel Brooks Lyrics
Album: Miscellaneous Album Lyrics

The Inquisition (What show)
The Inquisition (Here we go)
We know you’re wishing that we’d go away
But the Inquisition’s here and it’s here to stay

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Here 'tis. Underwhelming?!1

The highlighted paragraph is what had stuck in my mind these years. My memory was not of the desert, but, probably from preceding chapters, of dank, depressing delays in transportation, misery of populace and environment. This has an actually comedic angle of the driver and the cranky traveler surrounding the (less bleak than I remembered) paragraph. The traveler's griping about being abandoned by the driver made me LOL.

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The Pillars of Hercules
A grand Tour of the Mediterranean


by Paul THEROUX

G.P. Putnam’s Sons
Copyright 1995 by Cape Cod Scriveners Company

(from Chapter: ) “The 7:20 Express to Latakia” pp 429, 430-431

(p. 429) Nothing held me in Tartus. Wishing to see the great Crusader castle known variously as the Krac de Chevaliers and Qal’at al-Hisn, I made a deal with a taxi driver named Abdallah, who said he would take me there and then on to Homs, where I could get a bus or a train to Damascus.

“Lebanon!” he cried out after twenty minutes or so, gesturing towards the dark hills to the south. ….

(p. 430) Just before the darkness fell the engine faltered and Abdallah cursed, and the car replied, coughing one-syllable complaints, and then we were stuck.

“Okay, okay,” Abdallah said. To prove he was confident he took my picture and he screamed into the wind.

His high spirits unconvincing. It was an electrical fault, he said. He waved to a passing car and said he would be right back. Then he was sped into the failing light, and dusk fell. I sat in the car, tuning my shortwave radio -- news of the Israelis shelling southern Lebanon and blockading the fishing ports. Every so often a large truck went by, and the thud of its slipstream hit Abdallah’s car and shook it, and me.

Cold and unsettled at the edge of this desert, feeling thwarted, this enforced isolation filled my mind with memories of injustice -- put-downs, misunderstandings, unresolved disputes, abusive remarks, rudeness, arguments I had lost, humiliations. Some of these instances went back many years. For a reason I could not explain, I thought of everything that had ever gone wrong in my life. I kept telling myself, “So what?” and “Never mind,” but it was no good. I could not stop the flow of unpleasant instances, and I was tormented.

From time to time, I laughed to think I was so removed mentally from Syria, but then I concluded that being in the middle of this desert had something to do with it. It was pitch dark and silent except for when the occasional trucks thundered by. I supposed that I was fearful and disgusted; I disliked the desert, I had been abandoned by Abdallah in this howling wilderness, where there was darkness and no water.

A pair of oncoming headlights wobbled off the road. Abdallah got out and approached the car laughing, carrying a gas can. Saying it was an electrical fault had been a face-saver.

It was late. Returning the gas can to the town of Deir Atiyeh, he stopped the car and I told him I was bailing out. There ensued a great whinging argument, as he pleaded, berated, complained and demanded more money than what we had agreed on. I bought you oranges! he howled. I thought: I hate this nagging man. Then I said: Do I care? I gave him what he wanted and swore at him, and afterwards realized that the whole incident irritated me because I had been planning to tip him the very amount he had demanded. ....

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