Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Vampire Power!
Before and After
We'd heard that the old house had become rundown and was an eyesore. No kidding.
We hear that the old house had become a crack house, a shooting gallery and meth lab. Nice, huh?
I'm sure that most of the neighbors - at least the non-crackheads - were pretty glad to see the old gal go. Our new neighbors even came out to take a series of pics as they were demolishing the place.
Going....
Going....
Gone....
And re-birth...
And look at it now...
Let's hear it for gentrification. This is Houston, Texas, after all. We don't go for all that "preservatin'" old stuff, as Bushie might say. One man's dump is another man's palace, or something like that.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Mark Morford - All The President's Liars
All the president's liars
Fun new game! Which TV news "military expert" is really a whore for the Bush administration? (Hint: all of them)
By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist
Friday, April 25, 2008
Did it work? Were you duped? Were you calmly and methodically and rather nefariously led to believe that maybe, just maybe, the situations in Iraq and Afghanistan and Guantanamo and Abu Ghraib and the rest, right along with tales of soldier suicides and torture and staggering civilian body counts and the utterly disast
rous Bush military policy weren't really all that bad after all? Did you watch any CNN or Fox News or MSNBC, lo, these past five or six years, listen to the pundits and ponder the wise, informed comments of all the military experts the networks brought on to discuss Iraq policy, then conclude that maybe this war, this appalling invasion might actually be positive, that maybe the surge is working and torture ain't all that bad and the democracy is taking root and America is proud and perky and victorious once again?
Did you believe any of it? Because oh my God, they sure as hell worked us over like a rabid dog works a hunk of gristle. Who are "they," exactly? Why, they're the newly discovered and rather unexpected fraternity of expert BS artists, a highly specialized group known to gullible Americans as stoic, stern-faced retired generals, colonels, majors, military advisers, former Pentagon officials, the ones you've heard and seen on TV news for years, but who are known to the Bush administration as a delightfully dishonest gaggle of
preferred liars, lackeys, shills, puppets and mouthpieces for Dick Cheney and Donny Rumsfeld and Dubya himself.
The truth is as sad as it is revolting: You have been lied to, again and again, perhaps even more than you imagined, in a rather unexpected way, perhaps like no other time in American history, in a more carefully orchestrated and widespread effort than any presidential administration has managed to attempt in the past.
Here is the New York Times, still managing to do what it does best despite the era of dying newspapers and disrespected journalism, running a simply astonishing piece on all the dishonest "military consultants" who've appeared for the past half decade on every major network — and yes, Fox adores these liars best of all — to discuss Iraq, surges, U.S. military strategy, the works.
Here is the Times revealing, after two years of battling the Defense Department to release the 8,000 pages of incriminating documents by way of instigating lawsuits and leveraging the Freedom of Information Act — and barely even then — that this entire dour fraternity of deceitful military cretins has been in service of BushCo since Sept. 11 — and still is, to this very day.
To clarify: Whenever you've seen one of those dour-faced retired generals discussing details of U.S. war strategy on MSNBC, chances are staggeringly good he was/is in the pocket of Rummy or Cheney. Whenever a wise old colonel has appeared on Fox or CNN or CBS News to say the surge is working or troop morale is strong or that all those suicide bombings aren't really so
bad, chances are overwhelmingly good that he is lying outright and you're hearing exactly what Donald Rumsfeld wanted him to say. Isn't that refreshing?
The Times story is simply astounding. Up and down the line, from major to general to colonel to every sort of expert they have, it's the same story. Over and over again, presented "tens of thousands of times" and totaling countless hundreds of TV and radio hours, it's been a near constant stream of calculated deception and misrepresentation and bogus pro-Iraq spin. Neutrality? Fair analysis of the war? Criticism of Bush? Not a chance.
You may ask: Why would they do such a thing? What's in it for the generals and the colonels to lie outright to the American populace and the embarrassingly blind news networks, to whore their credentials and trash their distinguished reputations in favor of defending a lost war and useless president?
That's easy: Access. Access to the White House, to the corridors of power and influence; access to the perks and the pals and snifters of brandy, the backroom handshakes, the business deals, the hugely lucrative military contracts, the sweet, sweet piles of cash and privilege and power awaiting them if they just toe the line and keep their real opinions to themselves. Also worth mentioning: Many are military men down to the bone. Failed war and inept commander in chief or no, they will defend any U.S. military operation, simply because it's a U.S. military operation. It's just automatic. Reminds me, in a depressing sort of way, of that gaggle of Big Tobacco CEOs who banded together not long ago in a hilarious attempt to convince the nation — and the courts — that cigarettes aren't all that bad and there's little evidence smoking causes cancer or impotence or death, and in fact small children really love secondhand smoke and so do puppies and flowers and Jesus, and if you want to have fun sometime, walk into a hospital nursery and fire up a fresh Marlboro and blow that yummy smoke straight into the faces of the newborns. Watch them squirm with delight!
Except wait, no, it's not like that at all. One major difference: Big Tobacco execs are professional liars, de facto and a priori and understood. It's what they do. Not even the m
ost ardent smoking advocate would trust one those jackals as far as he could throw him into a vat of chemotherapy drugs. Different, at least in theory, with these high-grade military men. They have a potent aura of trustworthiness, fairness, decency. They are f—ing generals, for chrissakes, and hence we like to think of them as straight-talking, no-BS working men whose word is solid and whose authority unquestionable and therefore no wimp-assed monkey-faced president or scabrous Defense secretary could make them say something they didn't actually believe. Wrong. Oh, how horribly wrong.
So I ask again, did it work? Was America duped? Well, yes and no. There's little doubt that this insidious, sustained PR attack — and make no mistake, it was/is an attack on the American people; such calculated "psychological operations" aimed at U.S. citizens are actually very illegal, though it's enormously difficult to prove so in court — swayed millions of Americans, gave fuel to the preemptive attack argument, inflamed (and still inflames) the warmongering right, scammed the media, fanned the pro-war fires for years before the public recoil finally kicked in. But oh, kick in it did. This is the fascinating thing. Even all those high-ranking military experts lying like well-decorated dogs in one of the most impressive, appalling PR campaigns in American history could not keep Bush from collapsing, could not prevent Americans from learning the real facts of the failed war and toxic presidency — eventually.
And maybe this is a good thing. Because now, given the scope of the Bush administration's lies — the true scale of which we may never fully know — the recoil is even more forceful than it ever might've been, the anti-neocon, anti-Bush revolt is potent and heartening and enormously helpful to the Democratic cause, perhaps far more than if Bush and his cronies had told the truth in the first place.
Then again, if they had been the slightest bit honest, if Bush had even a hint of integrity, we'd never have launched this staggeringly botched, futile war in the first place, and maybe we wouldn't be where we are now, with the American experiment under Bush far less of an experiment and far more of a cyanide tablet. Read the original here.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Phase 2 Yard Redo Complete
Had a long conversation with our next-door neighbor a couple of days ago and we got to talking about my plans to pull up all the grass in my yard and replace it with a garden of shrubs, flowers, and edible plants.
We will basically have two gardens: one up on the roof for us; and the other in the front yard will serve as a sort of community garden, with herbs, edible flowers, a lemon tree, lime tree, and goodness knows what else.
Phase one of the plan was carving out a 7'x3' garden right up against the house, as noted in the April Gardening Report below.
Speaking of which, the plumbago on the roof has gone mad...
And the nicotiana (poisonous) is just moments away...
Phase Two became laying down stones adjacent to the neighbors driveway to, in effect, extend the driveway. These same neighbors had already laid stones down on the OTHER side of their driveway - the part that was absolutely "in their yard." I mentioned to her that we'd like to put the same kind of stone down on OUR side of their driveway, and she promptly volunteered to do it herself. Sure enough, the very next day, she was out there with her son, laying in sand, stone and rocks. Now THAT'S action.
She put in 1'x2' stones, surrounded by rocks. Did a good job too.
Took only five stones to complete.
I have no idea what Phase 3 will be. We're open to suggestion.
Say Hello To My Little Friend
We picked it (Genuine Sccoter Company's "Buddy 125") up today from Scootersmith in Houston. Thanks to the pain that a lot of the country is experiencing due to high gasoline prices, Steve at Scootersmith is likely to be very, very busy and make a nice pile of dough. Just goes to show: one man's ceiling is another man's floor.
Here are a few of Buddy's buddies, lined up outside Scootersmith. RIDE ME!
Wow, the odometer shows 1/2 mile. Brand-spanking new.
Close-up of my Buddy. Normally people seem to call their machines "her" or "she." This Buddy is a dude. A somewhat...slow....dude. But a good guy.
The drive home from Sccotersmith put six miles on the scooter. That six miles will probably be THE longest I will drive Buddy, period. My commute to/from work is about three miles. Doing the math - averaging 90 miles/gallon, three miles round-trip, that's about 30 round-trips for the price of one gallon of gas. Let's just say $3.50/gallon, and that comes out to about $0.12 per round-trip. 6 cents of gas to get to work.
Indeed, when I filled Buddy up (the tank holds only 6.4 liters), it took about six SQUIRTS of gas from the pump. Such a small tank, you can't just squeeze the pump handle, lock it, and look away. Just a squirt here. Another squirt. One more squirt oughta do it. Hahaha. I'm getting to work on a squirt of gas. Literally. I'm ready for $10/gallon gas. If it goes up that high, my round-trip would cost me about $0.30. Ouch. Here is a rare pic of yours truly with his new Buddy.
Sorry suburbanites. I'm not trying to be rude. (Just comes naturally!) We were out there for 20 years, so we know what it's like. So we're a little slow. We finally came to our senses.
One more, from the rear. Oh dear!
Learn more about the Genuine Buddy here.
Home At Last
Imagine the suffering. The wounds. The death. The fear. The tears. The wailing. The absurdity of the whole adventure. Unless you're an oil man. Then it's "Mission Accomplished." But you know it's never enough.
I hear the Pentagon is "preparing" for Iran. Are you ready for $10/gallon of gas?
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Gardening report for April
We tossed in several leaves of Swiss chard for good measure. The color on that plant is just amazing.
We even took five green beans (FIVE!) off of our two Blue Lake plants and they were REALLY sweet and delicious! This growing your own food thing is pretty cool. Especially when they're tasty.
Our Mesclun mix is ready to give us a decent salad, perhaps tomorrow. (It's much bigger than this pic taken a few days ago.
And what is that odd-looking thing below? Why, it's a cucumber! A mere fetus of a cucumber, perhaps, but there are about ten more of these on our three cucumber plants.
And then there are the flowers.... The nasturtiums are finally blooming, and it's a neon orange. I think that some of these pictures are not all that accurate in color. Think I'll have to look into that.
You just can't kill the mums....
As long as I'm talking blooms....the neighbors have about one billion jasmine flowers blooming right now, and the fragrance is just wafting over the entire neighborhood. We were thinking about planting some too, but, hey, why bother?
Our iris's by the front door are continuing to bloom and bloom and bloom...
The nicotiana is threatening to burst forth any day now. I just learned that every part of this plant is poisonous. You'd think that the people who sold us the seeds might have told us about that, but no....
The recently-planted plumbago is already flowering a gorgeous blue flower, but the wind has prevented good pictures of it...today the whole end of the plant is covered in blue, but my camera is low in juice!
On our recent trip to Arkansas to visit my folks, the dogwood trees were in full bloom. Just beautiful...
Ma'am, your Bridal Bouquet is ready...
My father made us take home a few plants. He gave us a large clump of ajuga, which we have since learned is a fast-growing, invasive groundcover. We put some in the front yard and a couple up on the roof.
Pansies, pansies, pansies everywhere...
We also recently planted a gardenia shrub...
and camellia shrub in the front yard....
I dug up a 3 foot x 7 foot patch of grass and turned it into a garden. The gardenia, camellia, the four-nerve daisy....
...and some mums are in the ground there. Oh, and a few ajuga, which we will have to keep an eye on. That's 21 sq ft dug up. I plan on ripping up ALL the grass in the front yard and replacing it with plants and mulch and rocks and plants and mulch, etc. Now, only about 150 sq ft more to go!
Politics? What's that??