"Undermining my electoral viability since 2001."

Gear Grinding

0078h by M83

That's music; click it and see. I feel on the cusp, right about at 2:34 in that track. Felt like this before, though, and I know it doesn't mean anything necessarily.

God damn things seem complex sometimes. Too many irons in the fire maybe. To many moving parts. The gears are grinding. I've been back here in beloved BKLYN for about two months now and already I've got itchy feet, curse of the rambler, thinking about how Mark's got the internets now out in Westhaven, thinking about how to take up hermitage in the Siesta, rack up billable hours, write at a book, maybe get fat or something.

Ginding my gears, spinning my wheels. Time for a tune up? Too much sleep over the holiday; got the sluggishness. Wake it and shake it! Man, maybe time for the gym, for structure. Fuck getting fat, how about getting ripped again? Really hit it and throw some weight around. Or maybe a yoga class is the thing. I seen Ginger Legon (ol' theater comrade) is teaching in the neighborhood. What am I doing with my life? I need to get health and dental insurance and checkups. I need to pay off the IRS, pay off MBNA. I need to get rid of that old mattress and replace it with a bookshelf.

I really need to do some art. I need that sweaty unconcsious moment. I need I need I need. I need to not be bored. I need a distraction, a downer, an upper, a challenge, a doorway to a new dimension. Videogames, drugs, women; anything to throw me into the heat of battle so I don't have to feel the cold out here on the edges. Everyone's sweating the transition. Where's that fucking easy button?

UPDATE: Note to self -- remember to eat food. It helps your mind work right.

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Secunia - Advisories - Microsoft Internet Explorer

Secunia - Advisories - Microsoft Internet Explorer "window()" Arbitrary Code Execution Vulnerability

Fer cryin' out loud, if you've got the option switch to Firefox. I understand about work compuers and admin passwords and if your local IT hefe wants to run the risk (or has to because you got some crap-ass tool that's IE-only) that's really his business.

But if you're running IE by choice, think about switching. It will make the internet a better place and if you use the link I've got up on top of my page I'll get a buckaroo.

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Bush To Announce Withdrawl?

That's the buzz around the water cooler. Another "major speech" announced for tomorrow, and the word of the day is "widthdrawl." As in "pulling out." As in we're going to unleash our load of freedom all over the supple belly of Iraq. Dirty.

I wonder how tense it will be around the White House what with Cheney thinking Bush is a trator now.

Anyway, snark aside, this can't begin a moment too soon. It's abundantly clear that our kung-fu is not working. As much as it may pain the pulsing masss of Angry White Males at the core of the GOP, we're shitty imperialists and we need to stop.

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Old Crow

A-Stock's birthday last night, in the old neighborhood, where on a Monday the most bang for your buck is a Buddy and a shot of old crow for a five-spot. What did I have, six? Slusarz and I got into it at the end, talking old times. Making a date for Friday night at the Palace. The old days. Yeah.

Back in September aught-two, I wrote the following:

After all this I helped Jeremy and his coworkers pack up (they were there to sell books for Shakespeare and Co) and get cleared out. Victoria (my English crush) was there, but I didn't really speak with her. It was actually kind of weird. I don't think I'll see her again before she returns to her home country, and this makes me sad. I was innocent, but confused. Fascinating to me the way soulful/intellectual attraction still induces palm-moistening nerves, tiny panics and hesitation, the deisre to take a charging dive at the bottle. Much more complex and difficult than the freewheeling zoot-suit character of lust and easy company, but in the end a mite bit more valuable and rare too. Mad at myself for apparently missing out on something that might have happened.

We talk about this girl for a while because it turns out that -- hey imagine that, beautiful witty tall chiquita with an accent -- we were both hooked at the time. It makes sense, seeing how Jeremy tried to wave me off that one time back sitting at that big round dark-wood bar. "Bad Josh," he said in that big-brotherly way he has from time to time. He had a girlfriend already, and a good one, and he's an honorable man, so he couldn't come out and say much more. But it makes sense peering through history. Those were interesting times.

And now to one of those good six-hour-drunk-sleep days of work. Time to rack up some billable hours before my skillset skips off to Bangalore.

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Old Crow

A-Stock's birthday last night, in the old neighborhood, where on a Monday the most bang for your buck is a Buddy and a shot of old crow for a five-spot. What did I have, six? Slusarz and I got into it at the end, talking old times. Making a date for Friday night at the Palace. The old days. Yeah.

Back in September aught-two, I wrote the following:

After all this I helped Jeremy and his coworkers pack up (they were there to sell books for Shakespeare and Co) and get cleared out. Victoria (my English crush) was there, but I didn't really speak with her. It was actually kind of weird. I don't think I'll see her again before she returns to her home country, and this makes me sad. I was innocent, but confused. Fascinating to me the way soulful/intellectual attraction still induces palm-moistening nerves, tiny panics and hesitation, the deisre to take a charging dive at the bottle. Much more complex and difficult than the freewheeling zoot-suit character of lust and easy company, but in the end a mite bit more valuable and rare too. Mad at myself for apparently missing out on something that might have happened.

We talk about this girl for a while because it turns out that -- hey imagine that, beautiful witty tall chiquita with an accent -- we were both hooked at the time. It makes sense, seeing how Jeremy tried to wave me off that one time back sitting at that big round dark-wood bar. "Bad Josh," he said in that big-brotherly way he has from time to time. He had a girlfriend already, and a good one, and he's an honorable man, so he couldn't come out and say much more. But it makes sense peering through history. Those were interesting times.

And now to one of those good six-hour-drunk-sleep days of work. Time to rack up some billable hours before my skillset skips off to Bangalore.

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Cell Phone Rage

Cell phones make me angry.

They're undeniably utilitarian, but the manner in which the industry has developed is so brain-dead from a consumer perspective, it's almost offensive.

For instance, I just got a new hand-me-down phone (thanks Aaron) and there's no way to transfer my phone book. This is fucking ridiculous. It's expected, yeah, but it's totally fucking ridiculous from a technology perspective. There's absolutely no goddamn reason I shouldn't be able to import/export phone books, even if it has to be through my provider's website. This is piss easy to do, and yet it doesn't exist. Why? They think its a revenue line.

Anyway, on the plus side I had a nice street-level experience at the PCS store; a little independent dealership run by a couple of Russian guys. "You pay cash, we save you tax." Very good.

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Bowling Alley RIP

It comes to me via email this morning that the M&M Bowling alley in Onowa, Iowa, where my kin would sit and share pizza and beer and raunchy jokes and gossip, has burned to the ground. Total Loss. Tragedy.

I'll dredge up the vagabender photos and post them shortly.

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Portable Tunes

I have a few gadget-type purchases on my list. I already got the big ol' external hard drive, so cross that off (and color my system backed up for the first time in years). The next things are an LCD monitor and some portable music solution.

The monitor will probably wait until the new year, but the tunes I could use sooner. The cold season has begun, and music is essential fuel for biking in inclement conditions. I've been leaning towards the Shuffle, because it's simple and cheap and seems to fit my needs. I'd have to spring for some different headphones too -- tired of letting Apple brand me, dammit.

Any pointers?

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Book Proposal Draft

This is a draft. It is not final. However, I'd like to get comments from people, tips for contributions, ideas for things to look at, etc.

The Book Proposal (draft)

It's a bit dry at the moment; thinking what we may need is an introduction framed as a letter to potential contributors. But it's a plan of sorts.

Mike and I will be working on this more and making more noise about it as things move along.

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On Top Of My Brain...

I'm going to rap here a little bit, and as a starting point I'm going to pick a couple sentences from TPMcafe, where Matt Yglesias reveals himself to be the left-wing commie pinko we all suspected:

Record companies and their movie studio allies have managed to convince a shockingly large swathe of opinion that the purpose of intellectual property law is to prevent copyright infringement. In fact, the purpose is to advance the general welfare of society. Infringement should be defined, and the law should be enforced, in a manner designed to improve overall welfare. There's essentially no reason to think that a hard-core crackdown on file-sharing programs would achieve that goal.

Matt, of course, is right. And he's not really being a commie pinko here. He's being an American.

This is a pretty core piece of thinking to develop: the notion that Profit and Social Value are distinct things, and that the purpose of Law (and by proxy the State, which exists in large part as a living instantiation of Law) is to maximize the latter rather than the former.

This is something we lost somewhere along the way, maybe while we were fighting the commies, maybe when our elites -- the educated, upwardly-mobile middle class -- felt the pull of stock options and ever-expanding portfolios of wealth. It certainly was dealt a serious blow by Ronald Reagan and his lofty (and deeply duplicitous) rhetoric of "trickle down" economics.

There are millions of Americans who think they're smart and "realistic," but who really just have a dangerously narrow understanding of what Adam Smith was on about with his breakfast table metaphor. These misperceptions have been furthered by a school of economics which has been supported, propagated and venerated -- essentially as "useful idiots" -- by a malignant corporate business culture which seeks to escape regulation and gain access to new markets under the auspices of "free trade," while simultaneously maintaining privileged status through multi-million dollar lobbying, subsidies, bailouts, lopsided treaties, monopolies, syndicates and cartels.

Want an example? Why couldn't Red China buy out Unocal? Free market ain't so much fun when there's a bigger bully on the block, eh pancho?

It runs deep. I once had a debate with very wealthy, very smart, very progressive man I know in which he said we had no choice but to allow US corporations to utilize the products of slave labor, because if we didn't we'd be constraining the ability of our corporations to compete. Essentially, we have to make use of slave labor, or someone else will. Granted, I sort of backed him into that corner, but that's a mindset which exists, and it's incredibly pervasive.

Wake up! It's time to redistribute the wealth!

Well, that's a bit provocative. Really it's time to distribute (and to decentralize) the Power. Some direct wealth redistribution -- adjusting the tax code, investing Publicly in infrastructure, making sure no one goes hungry who doesn't want to -- is necessary as a catalyst, and the likely source of this catalyst is the central government. But the objective is to make sure that Power is distributed more evenly, that it isn't institutionalized in an oppressive configuration. Do this, and the question of Wealth will sort itself out over a generation or two.

I think we're ready for it. Our current decision-making systems are manifestly failing. Our social elites are proving themselves largely unfit. In spite of our fear of one another, if individual human beings were to sit down around the table and explain their positions to one another without any demagogues there to stir up polarizing dissent, we could probably reach some powerful points of consensus in short order.

Some ideas.

Corporations have to die. I don't mean they need to be eradicated, but they're currently constituted as immortal institutions which accumulate financial gravity for ever and ever and ever. That can't go on.

Maybe there should be some kind of life-cycle, where after 100 years if your corporation is still around and kicking, you have to go through some sort of transition. Maybe when a financial empire assumes the size of a state or country, some additional responsibilities kick in; with great power comes great responsibility and all that jazz. I don't have a solid answer here, but it's clear we need to address this.

We have to break out of the institutions which unnaturally polarize us. Political parties -- and their associated opinion outlets and advocacy organizations -- do this, as do Big Jesus, Ghettos, Universities and a lot of other institutions which are important, but which set up false barriers between us.

We have to drive human solidarity, build trust, create social capital, create bridges between small worlds.

Tall order, I know, especially given how fallible human beings tend to be. But it's not like we've got many options. Solidarity doesn't mean everyone has to love one another, even that we have to be friends, just that we realize on some level that we're in the universe together and we have a lot in common, and there's very rarely any reason for killing or brutality.

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