Howdy. Once again, I’ve no excuse for not updating this space more frequently. I think it may be related to making sure I’m clear on what exactly I want to put down, which is a bit of a different approach than I’ve taken in the past. Writing here has been useful in helping me figure out what I think and feel about what’s going on in my life or in the news or in whatever other thing is shining at the time. But something happened — the process shifted and now much of that “figuring out” happens in my head and I’m not as eager — or perhaps I’m better at something — to use the process of writing to formulate and solidify my thoughts. Now, my thoughts are formed before I start and the challenge comes in writing about them coherently and without bitterness or overindulgence. “Treat those two imposters just the same.” Anyway, here are a few thoughts and perhaps I’ll be a little more proactive in the future. But then, there are other places I write…
First things: strangest, weirdest experience. I got the check in the mail over the weekend from that client that hired me to ghostwrite, then tired to weasel out of paying me. And, because one of the last things this person said to me in trying to justify the con was, “I expected better work from you, frankly”, I had this bizarre psychological moment where I actually felt like I DIDN’T DESERVE THE MONEY. How’s that for messing with someone’s head? Same thing happened some time ago when someone I know but a little accused me of basically dropping their name to get ahead. For a half a second – even though I knew my intention was to connect them with someone working on a project that could benefit my acquaintance — I actually believed the suggestion I was going against EVERYTHING I AM AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN. I don’t care about that name-droppy stuff or who the hell you think you are. Never have and never will. But nice ego you have there. Must be heavy. You should set it down, take a load off, and relax. Also, not for nothing, but the people I’d like to take me seriously very likely don’t care about that stuff either (at least I hope they don’t); and, even if they did, my association with you may not be considered a plus. So, I mean really, just check yourself.
Okay, to bust this stuff out so I can walk up the street and have a beer with my buddies while watching some of this baseball game…Hopefully the next time we talk it’ll be in celebratory terms because those midterms will have everyone breathing a sigh of relief. Till then, stuff and things:
The new Dem meme is this notion that “trickle down” economics didn’t work. I mentioned on Twitter the other day that this was a ludicrous argument, primarily because it always has worked when it’s been embraced, and this idea that it hasn’t hinges on this ridiculous notion that somehow George W. Bush (who had to fund a war) and Barack Obama were STILL TRYING IT. Jesus. And then, I found this. So, “trickle down” was a pejorative, huh? These people are fascinating. From here on in I’ll be sure to only refer to “supply side” economics.
What’s the name of that book? Oh yeah, The Confederacy of Dunces. I mean, come on. And really, if Solyndra has never made much sense to you, read McCarthy’s piece. It’s remarkable how easy the lie came.
Well I mean, yeah. The question is: when does that start becoming a federal crime? Then we’ll know we have a problem.
But voter fraud is crazy talk…
Journalists, it’s on you if you don’t understand why their model is only to be taken very lightly and never emulated in hard reporting. When you get busted for reporting garbage because you think Buzzfeed is anything more than entertainment, there’ll be little sympathy.
Oh…okay, then. I know my pops was about my age when his business began, and then it took some years to really flourish. He keeps telling me to be patient.
Funny thing happens when you don’t freak out. Things can sometimes change for the better.
Gorgeous. I see things like this and I do feel that thing that only men of faith and astronomers feel all the time: the cohesive thread of humanity.
The McConnaissance continues. I love the movie Fool’s Gold. Love it. Go away with your criticism.
Where curse words come from.
Possibly one of the greatest concert reviews ever written, and I wish I had been the one to create it. There is so much really fine country music out there it’s beyond me why this stuff — it’s fine, just really saccharine — rises to the top.
Ha, Christian Bale is pretty mercurial his own damn self. I’m sure the movie will be good. And what he’s saying is worth debating. The ability to remain objective and still retain your belief is a remarkable skill.
My foot twinges the further we go into the year…
Been watching a lot of Pacino lately. This is one of his best speeches, and that’s saying something. But I do like the thrust of this scene. I believe every word of it.