February 25, 2005
Compiled by Bucky Rea, The
Brown Bag Blogger
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The Koufax Awards got tallied and announced at Wampum
Wednesday. For those of you who don't know the difference between
the Koufax Awards and Webbies, think about it this way: the Koufaxes
(or "the Sandies") are like the SAG or Golden Globe awards, while
the Webbies are comparable to the Oscars. Getting a Koufax denotes
being a class act while getting a Webbie, while certainly an honor,
takes a little more politickin' than most of the celler-dwelling
idealists who blogviate are up for.
Or, as Wampum puts it:
The Koufax Awards are intended to help forge
a sense of community among lefty bloggers and their readership.
We hope make introductions of bloggers to each other and to readers.
We also hope to create a sense that we all live in the same virtual
neighborhood and that it is a very nice neighborhood indeed.
So here's what we got:
Best Non-Sponsored Blog went to the Daily
Kos. The most readable posting this week from the
Kossacks concerned a
disturbingly honest pro-Santorum chant from a group of College
Republicans in the City of Brotherly Love. They sang "Hey-hey, ho-ho,
Social Security has got to go!" No, really, that's what they said.
Best Pro Blog was Talking
Points Memo by Josh Marshall, who continues to be
what every blog oughta be: equal portions of fearless objective
reporting and snarling partisan advocacy. It's probably not
a coincidence that most liberal political successes in the past
season, from derailing the Kerik nomination to the sudden backboning
of the Democratic Caucus on the Social Security assault were causes
in which TPM led the rallies. Josh's trademarked attention to detail
is exemplified this week with his notations on apartment
shuffling for a couple of conservative bedfellows.
The winning newbie for Best New Blog was Austin-based Mouse
Words. Despite Amanda Marcotte's past obsession with
leaking blue fluids, the blogoverse is recognizing a new and
unique voice from a red state embed who can give us the straight
skinny on what the idiots are up to lately.
Digby of Hullabaloo
got the nod for Best Writing. How else can you reward the
guy who coined the delightful phrase The
Manchurian Beefcake? No tired old "man date" jokes here.
Most Humorous Blog is the Jesus'
General who deserves megakudos for keeping his satire
ahead of the bad-as-satire antics of the political right, while
the Best Expert Blog award goes once again to Juan Cole's
These are the best of the left, kids. If you want to know how to
do it, or if, like Chauncey Gardner, you just "like to watch," it's
well worth your while to check out all the winners of the 2004
Koufaxes from the source itself.
Gilliard's eponymous blog, we find out that John
Fund is a jerk. John Fund? Now why does that name ring a bell? Ah
yes, about four years ago he was the conservative Wall Street Journal
writer who found himself in the middle of domestic-abuse
allegations against his live-in girlfriend, whom he talked into
having an abortion about the same time that he was denouncing of
Bill Clinton for having a sex scandal. The whistle blower in Mr
Fund's case was the young lady's mom, who was miffed about Fund
falsely suggesting a wedding was in the offing (and asking the mom
to pay for it) and then beating up her daughter. Allegedly. But
in Mr Fund's defense, I should point out that he does work
for the Wall Street Journal.
So why is this important now? He's apparently ticked off conservative
bloggers by commandeering two different bloggers' laptops and not
letting the laptops' users have them while at this year's Conservative
Political Action Conference. First he snagged the hook-up belonging
to Adam Doverspike of RedState. Then later in the day he barged
in on Robert Cox of The National Debate. As Gilliard points out,
this is akin to taking a mechanic's tools or a baseballer's glove
However, like a good second string media bitch, Doverspike said
he "didn't mind." After all, his work tools were being swiped by
John-freakin'-Fund, who's only like the Burt Reynolds of
the Wall Street Journal. It's practically an honor. Care to use
my daughter while you're at it, sir?
Conservative bloggers seem to just love getting dissed in person
by a real reporter. You can even see a shot of Fund puttin'
the mack on righty blogger La Shawn Barber on her own website
("Starstruck? I think not!" - oh, gag). Cox of The
National Debate was less resigned to his urinal-cake-like
social stature (virtually every interview scheduled with bloggers
at CPAC was a no show) and, according to conservative blogger Kevin
McCullough, meekly asked "will you be long?"
Fund: "Nope I just need a minute more..." (he
had already been on about 20 at this point...)
Cox: "I believe they had some software installed
on these machines - so be careful - they may be recording your
Fund: (A dumb-founded look upon his face, a
medium size gulp in his throat) "Um...ok...well that should be
fine. I just wouldn't want anyone to read my e-mail..."
In the length of time that he persisted on
Cox's machine I was able to snap the photos you see in this story
and e-mail them one by one from my phone to myself.
Not long after that - Fund departs, no "thank
you"s, no "I'm sorry for using your private computer, etc."
Gee, you'd think that a guy who abuses his girlfriend, talks her
into an abortion, and then lies to her mother about his intentions
would be a little classier than that. But then, just to double his
goober quotient, Fund bumbled away from Cox's computer with his
email account (Outlook, of course) still left open. Cox was too
much of a gentleman to play havoc with the guy who stole his computer
station, but he wasn't too much of a gentlemen to reveal that one
of Mr Fund's super-urgent emails contained the subject line: "Smokin'
Hot Dancer." Oh, yeah, that was work-related.
Steve Gilliard, who does not
suffer fools gladly, did two other useful things this week.
First he linked to transcripts from an old telephone
conversation to let you know what kind of person John Fund really
is. Then, on a totally different vein, he wrote the best Hunter
Thompson obituary on the net, connecting the dots between the
founding of gonzo journalism and the blogger revolution of today.
Tonight We're Gonna Party Like It's 1984
John Aravosis's boldly named AmericaBlog
is the latest front in the nonstop War on Sanity. Seems that some
people don't like what John's writing about the Gannon story. And
that's okay. In America, we get to have our opinions. In fact, we
even get to speak our opinions. It's only un-American when people
try and stop us from speaking our opinions.
Case in point: somebody, and I'm not saying who, Karl,
came up with the bright idea of looking up the phone numbers of
people who'd posted comments on AmericaBlog and calling them up
to ask them not to post on John's website anymore. Umm, I guess
asking someone not to talk is technically part of free speech, too,
but it's looking a little gray here. Unfortunately, it gets worse.
The boneheads calling up the AmericaPosters tried to pass themselves
off as being John Aravosis, the host and blogger-in-chief of AmericaBlog.
Fraud, alas, is not just un-American. John explains the facts of
life to his stalkers:
Defenders of Gannon are now phoning
people who post comments on AMERICAblog, they pretend to be me,
and ask the person to stop posting on the forum. This happened
to a good friend of mine who posts here (guys, get a clue, don't
call a friend of mine and pretend to be me), and now it's happened
to someone else.
First off, when you use a phone, there's an
electronic paper trail. Second of all, when you pretend to be
someone else, you're very likely bordering on a crime. If this
story is so hot that Gannon's, and/or the White House's defenders,
are feeling the need to try to sabotage this blog, well all I
can say is thanks, and I'm posting this publicly so perhaps we
can get another media story out of this.
Then we get to the creepy part. John cautions his readers:
In the meantime, folks, maybe you shouldn't
post your full name to your comments, and be assured I'd never
phone any of you.
Hey you know what? Screw them! My name is Bucky Rea. I'm in the
phone book. You wanna call me and tell me where I can post? Fine.
I'll return your phone call and tell you where you can bite. (Well,
actually, Bucky's not my real name. But I only changed it to make
to pronounce). John gives all of you one final caveat:
Folks, just a word of caution to everyone
on visiting our site, but also to the good folks working like
dogs at DailyKos, World o Crap, and everyone else on this story.
I'm starting to sense some disinformation coming our way, especially
in the comments section of the blog. We've all finally captured
the attention of the mainstream media and made this story a story.
We've also captured the attention of the Bush administration and
other GOP bad guys, and I suspect they're trying to feed us bad
info so we jump on it, print it and thus they can try to debunk
all of our good work.
All I'm saying is that I recommend everyone
be doubly careful about sussing out any information you find,
see printed, or receive before running it on your blog, emailing
it around as truth, etc.
Other Voices, Other Rooms
The best rundown of how Karl Rove might be linked to Jim Guckert,
nee Jeff Gannon, nee Hotmilitarystud, is right now to be found on
Nashua Advocate. So that's where to get the best
If anyone still cares about the occupation of Iraq, they can read
about it from the indispensable Riverbend,
who's currently filling you in on who the big players are in the
Wolcott continues to be the go-to guy for insight
into the mind of James Wolcott. Don't spend a week without him.
on Wednesday obtained and posted in zip-file format a 160 page book
from Republican pollster Frank Luntz (R-MSNBC) on how the GOP can
continue its 2004 moral blizzard into the 2006 election cycle. If
you don't have time to read 160 pages of NewSpeak, The
it down for you.
Luntz’s playbook confirms all of our worst fears
about how Republicans run successful campaigns – namely lie, obfuscate,
and deny your way to victory. Luntz essentially lays out the best
way to make this strategy work in the most amoral way possible.
Read it, my fellow Americans. And weep.
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