Of course, I don't think Rudy's decline will be of "Bell Boy" proportions; he's off to six-figure speaking engagements on the lecture circuit. That's actually fine with me - if some slack-jawed wingnut jackass wants to shell out a thousand bucks to be fed the same line of bullshit Giuliani's been peddling since the 2004 RNC, well, then, fuck it, let 'em. He's not getting any of my money.
This election is far from over, but when I think back to the authoritarian excess of the Giuliani years in New York I realize that America dodged a bullet today. Much ink (and few tears) will be spilled over the next few days as shellshocked media pundits try to figure out just where "America's Mayor" managed to screw it all up. It's actually not very hard to figure it out. He's a cousin-marrying twice divorced serial adulterer who sought the nomination of the family-values party. He's a law-and-order candidate who had pushed his mobbed-up police commissioner for a sensitive cabinet post and employed a coke dealer and pedophile priest on his campaign staff. And he endlessly and relentlessly pimped the deaths of nearly 3,000 people thinking the simple fact that he didn't lose his shit that day gave him a dazzling halo whose glory would blind us all to the facts listed above.
In other words: Rudy Giuliani may very well be the first man to go broke underestimating the intelligence of the American people.
There's a nice editorial here that puts Rudy's tenure as mayor of New York in proper perspective; it's old news to most of us but it sums things up rather succinctly.
I remember watching Giuliani as he campaigned for mayor and being scared shitless of the little maniac; I had the same sensation when I watched Bush run for president. Both times I couldn't understand why it wasn't obvious to more people that the candidate in question was completely insane. Of course, most of New York eventually came to same conclusion (and most of the country has come to the same conclusion about Bush), but really, wouldn't it be nice if once, just once, we figured these things out sometime before the middle of the maniac's second term?
Recieved this in my Gmail box the other day. If you can't figure out why this is twenty different kinds of wrong I can't help you:
My name is [redacted by this post's author, even though it's more than I deserve, gosh, he must be a nice fella], and I’m the Outreach Manager
for [redacted; they're not getting any hits off of this].
I’m writing to you because I think that the new RealPlayer® might be of
value to you and A Blog Named Sue: Iraq War’s
readers. As a blog that covers the war, the new RealPlayer would make be a
great tool for saving the latest news clippings, front line videos, or any
other media related to Iraq.
The new RealPlayer (www.realplayer.com),
has changed quite a bit since the last version. The new version is now more of
a video tool and utility that enables a user to instantly download streaming
videos in the most popular formats (except DRM-protected videos) to their hard
drive and to share the links with friends from the library they are creating.
The player also enables users to watch videos without an Internet connection.
Once the player is installed, a user watching videos on
YouTube, Break, Metacafe and other similar sites will see a “Download
This Video” button automatically appear directly above the video,
enabling them to save it to their hard drive with a single click.
With the new RealPlayer Plus, a user can transfer downloaded
videos to their iPod and burn them to DVD to watch whenever and wherever they
I’d love to send you a complimentary copy of
RealPlayer Plus (which is normally $39.99) for you to check out, and if you
like it, write a review. If you’re interested, please email me back and
I’ll send you the download URL, username and password for such.
We have also developed a backend electronic press kit for
the RealPlayer containing a how-to slideshow and videos (including a Zombie
demonstration of the RealPlayer), banners, press releases and much more for
your convenience. You can find this at [redacted; buy an ad next time, OK?].
Please confirm receipt of this email and let me know if you
would like to receive a complimentary copy of the player. Thanks.
[Redacted - see above]
Gandhi famously said, "First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, then you win." I'm not sure where "Then they use you as an unwitting pawn to help them sell stuff" fits into that process. I can only imagine how that form letter would have read if I was a porn blogger.
I'm a video production professional; I rely on advertising, PR and marketing people in order to feed my family. The art just won't do that for me, at least not yet, and most likely not ever. I have nothing against advertising and marketing per se...but goddamn it, shit like this makes me want to take the last fifteen years of my life, shout, "Fuck it all!" and throw them out the window. Maybe I should open a bike shop. I don't really know how to fix a bike, but come on, two wheels and a couple of gears - how hard can it be?
My point is this: even though we all have to advertise and market our stuff to get by in this world - hell, most blogs take ads - there are things that just are not done. I say no to stuff all the time, and I catch hell for it. Most people I know in the field do the same. I just worked with a client whose career at a certain agency took a big hit because she wouldn't work a fast food account. You're never obliged to do something that is in the worst taste imaginable, even though it seems someone else is always willing to do so. Obviously, using the war to help sell your crap media player falls into that category, although I guarantee you the people who dreamed up this campaign will see my protest as a sign that they're "gutsy" and "willing to push the envelope" to "get the job done."
Whatever. I suppose it's encouraging that us dirty fucking hippies are now seen as a desirable demographic. Or something.
Well, I'm certain that the President's Advisory Council on Financial Literacy will be just as effective as the President's Council on Physical Fitness. I mean, I was worried about the obesity epidemic until the President's Council on Physical Fitness came along.
At least he's consulting um, experts...
I have asked people from the business world, the faith world, the
non-profit world, to join this council in order to come up with
recommendations as to how to better educate people from all walks of life
about matters pertaining to their finances and their future.
Of course, throughout history not all Christians were forbidden from practicing usury. The Knights Templar (the first "multinational corporation," according to Wikipedia) were permitted to do so, apparently as a reward for kicking righteous ass in the Holy Land.
I recommend that anyone getting in bed with Bush as part of this initiative - or seeking a bailout from the Bush administration, or loaning them money for one of their mad schemes - remember the fate of the Templars. Everything was going great until the king of France went deep in debt to the Templars in order to finance his war with England. (Yes, you read that right: the Christian knights financed a Christian king's war with another Christian nation.) Rather than pay off the debt, the king badgered Pope Clement V into declaring the Templars heretics, and in short order the Templars were wiped out, many of them burned at the stake after false confessions of demon worship were tortured out of them.
It's really never a good thing when someone in power owes you something; eventually, they start to resent it.
I can totally see Charles Schwab being accused of heresy.
Investigators still aren't completely sure if the items taken from Ivaylo Ivanov's apartment - seven pipe bombs, a rifle, a shotgun, two silencers, a crossbow and machines to help build the bombs - were needed so he could protect himself, as he claims.