I am not a happy camper. I planned on taking most of Thanksgiving week off and then getting back to it this week. We went to New York for Thanksgiving and I never quite adjusted to the time change when we there and when we first returned. Between that and a bunch of late night activities, I came back tired.
This week was just lousy. I worked out some but missed a few days and I am pissed at myself. Maybe my crappy mood made me notice the crappy music in the gym. I swear there is some unspoken assumption that gym music just has to be the worst.
I don’t even recognize most of what gets played. Thanks to my daughters I did recognize a Jonas Brothers song and something by Billie Eilish. JFC. I’m supposed to workout to that? I don’t know if I heard the song but a voiceover in the gym told me they played something by Shawn Mendes. Also thanks to my daughters, I know his music isterrible.
The last time I regularly heard good music in the gym was when I was an undergraduate. The late, lamented WBCN was what that gym played. Their motto was something like “three hundred sixty degrees of rock n roll.” That sure as hell worked for me.
When I’m working out, particularly when I’m lifting, I want music that makes me feel like I can ram my head through concrete. If it can’t do that then at least make me feel like I want to involuntarily bang my head.
When I lose myself in a workout, I can get contemplative. There’s great music about the afterlife, politics, the drug war, or more on the drug war. Sure, the last one has a weird interlude but that’s the time to rest between sets.
When I’m done working out, I’m typically famished. I’ve got to eat.There’s music for that too.
I’m just unconvinced gyms have to play crappy music that’s as likely to put you to sleep as it is to make you wretch. Maybe you IP lawyer Glibs know something about the licensing aspect of this that will clear up my confusion. Let me know in the comments.
In short, fuck shitty gym music. Play something hard and fast
I’ll be up before 5 AM today driving to daughter 2’s volleyball tournament so I’m not sure how available I’ll be to comment.Since I may not be around, I’ve got three things to say here. Mojeaux can thank me later, that loud sploosh you heard came from MikeS, and yes I made a Texas music reference without it being a Digby-roll.
The skies are being a bit mysterious today. No alignments or conjunctions, no occluded oppositions. Just a bunch of planets minding their own business. Or so they’d like you to think…
Usually when the sun is in your sign, you’ve got other good things going on, if for no other reason than two of the luckiest planets (Mercury and Venus) are never too far away from the Sun. Unfortunately, this week Sagittarius isn’t seeing that, so its prime influences foresight, perception, precision will be dominant without extra goodies starwise. Sagittarius’ loss is Capricorn’s gain as Venus is there this week. Also joining her is her uncle Jupiter and her grandfather Saturn. We have three generations in one of the oldest and most primordial signs, making this an excellent time to pass down skills and family lore, so get to either learning or teaching. This is also a time of family disputes, given the somewhat… troubled history between Jupiter and Saturn, as well as the fact that Venus, being produced without procreation herself, is most explicitly NOT an avatar of familial love. However, Venus is a harmonizer, which will let hhe polarities represented by Jupiter and Saturn exist in a sense of completion rather than opposition. There is a lot of power in this celestial arrangement, so make use of it while you can. Especially since there is going to be some chaos this week as the moon is in Aries. Mars and Mercury in Scorpio means… something about attacks? An attack you can see coming.
A rather grim draw this week. Lots of swords, lots of reverses including the only major.
Sagittarius: 10 of Cups reversed – A false sense of security, indignation, violence
Capricorn: 2 of Coins – gaiety, recreation, news and messages in writing, obstacles, agitation, trouble, embroilment.
Aquarius: King of Swords reversed – Cruelty, perversity, barbarity, perfidy, evil intention
Pisces: 10 of Swords – pain, affliction, tears, sadness, desolation
Aries: Page of Wands – This card has a typical reading which I’m ignoring because of this footnote “A dangerous rival, if followed by the Page of Cups.” Guess what was drawn next?
Gemini: King of Coins – Valour, realizing intelligence, business and normal intellectual aptitude, mathematical gifts and attainments of this kind; success in these paths
So get this. OMWC thinks that dealing with a dementia patient in a wheel chair, who happens to be his Mom, while simultaneously dealing with the TSA security theater, in a crowded airport packed with clueless snowbirds, then flying across the country to move Mom into a memory care facility at 10 p.m. on a Saturday night, earns him the right to skip out on Sunday morning links duty on his way back to the airport to fly home in time to get to work tomorrow at 6 a.m.
He’s correct. You’re stuck with me.
Here’s a Super Secret TPTB Chat Room exchange from last night, while OMWC was trying to eat a takeout dinner at the memory care place.
OMWC: A guy wandered in, assured me that the business was doing well, they were going to bring me into it, then he took my garlic bread and walked away eating it. They’re going to give me a drawing, he assured me. He’s quite jolly and affable.
TPTB, always supportive: Must be nice not to be the oldest man in the room for a change!
Birthdays:
A woman who probably wished one could choose one’s relatives; a guy whose wife needed some serious time in a salon; the guy with allegedly the most-visited grave in Paris; a man who got the hell out of Des Moines, Iowa (a town I actually like); and a woman about whom my best friend once said, “If she’s stable, I’m a toaster.”
In other news, at least Sloopy will be a happy drunk today. Sorry Wisconsin.
I’m happy for this Montana family. And happy there are nice people who will help reunite them.
I find this hard to believe. Aren’t all elections conducted in a fair, legal, and ethical manner worldwide?
This was most certainly covered by someone here yesterday. It has science and facts! As HM remarked in chat: A moral panic – with statistics.
It’s the time of year again, when all those old holiday movies start showing up in the streaming service, or if you are a boomer, on TV. Sadly, most of these movies can be argued are products of their time.
Or are they?
For the month of December I asked for assistance from TPTB to put together a coherent string of random thoughts, take a few bong hits postulate which of the classic Christmas movies can actually be made today.
This is my review of Campanology Brewing Chocolate Babka Stout
Today, we look at Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. This stop motion animated classic begins with the narrator, a snowman voiced by Burl Ives, tells us a story of the most famous reindeer of all. He takes us to the beginning of the story where Santa’s reindeer, Donner, meets his son Rudolph…who has a red nose. You could even say it glows; you could say that because it does in fact glow. It blinds everyone that looks into it directly, making it rather dangerous. Donner believes this is a problem and decides to put a cap over Rudolph’s nose to prevent others from ostracizing Rudolph, making it more likely they invite him to join in their reindeer games.
Later we meet Hermey the elf. Hermey is one of Santa’s elves, but does not like to make toys. He want’s to be a dentist. This proves to be an issue with his supervisor, who naturally wants him to do his job, which does not involve being a dentist.
In later scenes Rudolph’s nose cap falls off while playing reindeer games in an effort to impress a doe named Clarice, subjecting him to ridicule from his peers. They simply laughed, called him names, and would no longer invite him to participate in any reindeer games. Hermey on the other hand gets into a verbal altercation with his supervisor and is given the ultimatum to finish his job, or be fired. After a brief musical number, Hermey quits.
Rudolph and Hermey meet each other during a dispute involving the property rights of a nearby snowbank, decide to put aside their differences, and be “independent together”. They set out into the world, unsure of what to make of themselves and meet Yukon Cornelius, a gold/silver prospector. Eventually, they find themselves on the Island of Misfit Toys, where they meet other misfits like themselves. They are allowed by King Moonracer, the local monarch to stay a short while, but he states his kingdom is for misfit toys, not people.
Following a plot device that convinces Rudolph to go home, the story concludes with the defeat of the Abominable Snowman through Hermie’s crude ability to pull its teeth, and Yukon wrestling the bumble. Due to blizzard conditions making flight difficult and dangerous, Rudolph finds his glowing red nose to be a useful asset as a result. In spite of being a little bit different, all three characters are accepted by Santa, and others at the north pole for their gallantry.
Could this movie be made today? Absolutely, but not without a few small changes.
Silver. Gold. Dick. I’m in search for it all!
Among other things, it has been argued the entire movie is an allegory about gay acceptance. Rudolph being slightly different is judged by his father, who attempts to butch him up because he is “protecting” his son as a worried father is wont to do. In reality, Donner being one of Santa’s original eight reindeer and therefore high in north pole society, is only protecting his own standing out of embarrassment. Hermey is blatantly obvious. Not only is he the only elf in the story with hair, it is magnificent. He speaks with an effeminate voice and aspires to work on people’s teeth. That in itself isn’t gay but it is an odd thing for an elf to want to do. Finally, Yukon is the classic bear with his performative masculinity, that they meet to guide their path forward to first accepting themselves. The suspension of disbelief is low by the standard of today’s audience, who are well acquainted with the hero’s journey archetype.
Where it would likely be changed is in the narrator–not only is Burl Ives dead, he was a white male. He will be replaced with Morgan Freeman. The opening scene where Santa is body-shamed by his wife will be reversed, by Santa body shaming his wife with the gift of a Peleton bike. Santa and the north pole culture will need reinforcement of strict gender norms, and an oppressive culture in order for this storyline to work. This time around, he cannot be an amiable fellow traveler in the story. The Island of Misfit Toys unfortunately will have to be made into a delusional society that believes they are being oppressed by the world, thus will all be evangelical Christian misfits. King Moonracer will be the same in order to reinforce this delusion, because apparently nothing says misfit like a flying lion (when that’s actually freaking awesome). He will still decide to temporarily take in Rudolph, Hermey, and Yukon because it is the Christian thing to do but knows three gays will not find acceptance on his island.
Either Rudolph or Hermey will need to be trans. The easier of the two will likely be Hermey because Santa has a “girl” elf uniform. Yukon is still a bear, There will be a Clarice, but she will merely be a “ally” rather than a love interest.
Honorable mentions:
Little Drummer Boy. This cannot be made again today. The drummer boy is an ass to everyone he meets in Israel. It takes the near death of his friend, a literal ass, for him to have a very literal “come to Jesus” moment. It is far too religious for nearly anyone to redo, and thus will be reserved for channels that cater to such audiences in it’s present form.
Frosty the Snowman. This cannot be made again. Apparently, we can’t handle a commercial where a man gives his wife an exercise bike for Christmas. **SPOILER ALERT** The snowman DIES at the end, nobody can handle that anymore.
Babka being a type of (((pastry))) that I have not tried but is available at a deli I frequently purchase bagels, might suggest this bear a Kosher certification, but I did not find one. This beer is otherwise fantastic. It is 10% ABV and pours like chocolate syrup…because it more or less is. They put down making a beer float with a scoop of vanilla ice cream as a serving suggestion. Quite frankly they do something like Samuel Smith’s Double Chocolate Stout, and went over the top with it, and priced it for the average Trader Joe’s shopper ($5). Which, isn’t all that bad. Campanology Brewing Chocolate Babka Stout 4.0/5
Well, I’m here briefly, then off to Baltimore. Not a happy trip. But at least it will be over quickly. And then I’ll be back, hopefully without any rat stowaways in my luggage.
Now, it’s tough for me to decide who to hate the most in this story. Oh yeah, two parties that didn’t appear in the story: the union that enabled this, and the government who gave the unions this power and passed all kinds of laws forcing employers to go through these charades to get rid of a ridiculous expense.
Old Guy Music today is something to get me in the Christmas mood, which for my people is to hide from the vengeful goyish crowds who want to throw us down a well.
SEA SMITH PROUD PRESENT…CRYPTID CHRISTMASTIME LINKS! HE ASK COUSIN STEVE SMITH AND FRIEND ZARDOZ GIVE LINKS FOR FUNNY GIBERTARIAN LAND HOOMANS. SEA SMITH MORE “MC” THAN GIVE LINK. HE BUSY LATELY…JUST WANT TRY THAI FOODS.
SO HERE ARE COUSIN STEVE SMITH!
STEVE SMITH NO FORGET (((HOLIDAY)))
STEVE SMITH SAY MAKE SURE PUT ON GOOD MUSIC FOR CHRISTMASTIME!
STEVE SMITH MAKE SURE CHRISTMAS MERRY!STEVE SMITH HOLD MISTLETOE OVER HEAD.
HIM NO RAPE SANTA!
THIS EASY LISTENING.
STEVE SMITH TRY GET “VISIT STEVE SMITH CAVE” IN LIST. THEM NO PUT IN. STEVE SMITH WONDER WHYCOME NOT?
THIS SILLY. STAY SCHOOL, LEARN! NO MAKE TRAFFIC BAD.
NOW YOU GET LINKS FROM FRIEND ZARDOZ!
FREE CASCADIA!
ZARDOZ SPEAKS TO YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES. MERRY CLEANSEMAS…ER, CHRISTMAS, CHOSEN ONES. ZARDOZ HAS IT EASY, FOR SHOPPING. IT IS ALWAYS THE GIFT OF THE GUN! THE GUN IS GOOD – IT SHOOTS DEATH AND CLEANSES THE FILTH OF BRUTALS. HOWEVER, ZARDOZ HAS COME TO GIVE LINKS, NOT INSTRUCT. GO FORTH AND COMMENT!
OUI, OUI. DEFY…VERY NICE. BUT WHY NO CLEANSING? THIS SITUATION CALLS FOR MADAME GUILLOTINE TO REAPPEAR!
HMMM. A BIT TOO UNSTABLE FOR THE BRUTAL EXTERMINATORS.
THIS APPEARS TO BE A GOOD INVESTMENT OPPORTUNITY IN THE MAKING! … WHY ARE THE CHOSEN ONES LAUGHING? WHAT COULD GO WRONG WITH THEIR SOVEREIGN DEBT?
Well happy Friday, y’all. It’s beer-thirty for me as soon as I finish these links. I’ll be in Dearborn next week, so links may be provided by other, more caring Glibs.
I have so many questions about this shooting. I guess one of the biggest would be why a Naval Air Station would be training a pilot. Oh, and fuck that guy.
And now, for your reading pleasure, the next installment of the debate competition for the ages! Vote for the winner here.
Question as asked:
Given the existence of a nation-state and some form of Western representative government (think bicameral, parliamentary or some variation thereof), is multiculturalism or assimilationism preferable for the health of the nation and its people?
Expansion: What “preferable” means will largely be left up to the debater to establish. It could mean material prosperity, stability, personal or cultural identity; just argue convincingly to your point.
Multiculturalism – numerous populations from disparate cultures living alongside one another within the nation while retaining much of their cultural distinctiveness. The proverbial “salad bowl”. Assimilationism – numerous populations from disparate cultures shedding or deemphasizing most of their cultural distinctiveness to adapt to the prevailing “majority culture”. The proverbial “melting pot”.
America has been multicultural since its inception. The very idea of freedom of speech, freedom of religious practice, and freedom of association are all foundational components of the United States, and all clearly support the idea of a multicultural nation. The cultural practices of colonial Georgians differed widely from colonial Virginians, much less the residents of the New England colonies. Concepts of individual liberty and freedom require multiculturalism. Demanding that all citizens adhere to a limited set of cultural ideas is the exact opposite of the type of freedom the United States sought (and still attempts, though often poorly) to provide its citizenry.
Think of your favorite style of food – French, Italian, Thai, Indian. Now imagine how bland life would be if you could only ever get one of those. Multiculturalism means you can walk down the street and pick up a set of tacos on one corner and sushi at the next. No matter how much you like burgers and fries, after a while it gets boring. Variety is the spice of life.
Multiculturalism means you get to celebrate (or just as importantly NOT celebrate) Diwali, or Yom Kippur, or Christmas, or Ivana Kupula, on any other Holiday you wish. It means (((They))) can get Chinese food and go to the movies on December 24th and 25th every year. It means you can even celebrate a made up Holiday like Kwanza (and really, aren’t they all made up?).
Many have claimed Multiculturalism has its drawbacks – clashing ideas from different cultures have been the root of many conflicts over history, but it’s not multiculturalism’s fault – quite the opposite. True multiculturalism has an ingrained respect for other cultures where supremacy of one culture over another isn’t needed. It also demonstrates a true faith in your own culture in that your support of your own culture (born into or adopted) is sufficient that it can withstand differing opinions, viewpoints and traditions without feeling the need to suppress them or attempt to ban them outright. Much like the closely related theory of free speech, the best response to objectionable cultural practices is exposure to alternate viewpoints and practices.
Assimilation is for Star Trek villains – or for Bernie fans trying to streamline deodorant options.
Ozymandias:
Multiculturalism is an ideology doomed to failure because it is by its very nature antithetical to the concepts that undergird a nation-state. In short: the ‘salad bowl’ riposte to the ‘melting pot’ analogy ignores the fact that both need a container of some kind, be it ‘a bowl’ or ‘a pot.’ In either case, that vessel constitutes the extant culture into which the ingredients must be mixed and without which you merely have a mess of ingredients on the floor.
To quote a Glib regarding language: “meanings have words” – and not the other way around, as it is commonly expressed. The same idea applies in the context of the nation-state. Nations don’t get created and then decide to pick and choose which cultures they’ll let in: nation-states are the byproduct of an extant culture. Through most of history those cultures that rose to sufficient heights or grew to sufficient size were almost always tied to an ethnicity and/or a dominant religion and a particular patch of dirt on the Earth.
It was the United States that changed this conception with the creation of a nation-state steeped in Enlightenment ideas, founded explicitly against the notion of the European, ethnocentric model, to wit: France is where French people live; Italy is for Italians and Spain is for Spanish peoples, etc. The U.S. was founded by various European cultures, each in enclaves sufficient to allow them to grow, up against the pressures of raw nature with an indigenous culture, in which the “melting pot” concept could begin to take hold. Ideas such as rugged individualism inhered in the very nature of the undertaking to come to the New Land and “find one’s fortune.’ The ‘pot’ of the melting pot was already cast before the U.S. was even a political entity.
By contrast, the evidence of the failed experiment of multiculturalism is everywhere in Europe. This is because the idea that immigrant culture can be imported, yet retain all of its own antecedents, misses the mark for a host of reasons, all related to the “bowl” into which these new cultures must be poured.
1. Cultures – i.e. collections of relatively homogenous groups of human beings – are deeply influenced by their environment, including weather, mountains, plains, desert, etc. We seem to have lost touch with this simple, ineluctable fact of life, especially in urban centers, where food magically appears, now that only 2-3% of our population help feed the other 97%.
2. Cultures always, always, include ways of solving disputes; there are objectively – measurably – better ways to resolve disputes. In Afghanistan, for example, honor culture demands the killing of the eldest son in response to certain offenses. This is decidedly NOT a good way of resolving disputes if we place any value on human life. Courts are a better way, for just one example.
3. No culture can expect to survive, to maintain the “pot” or “bowl,” if the ingredients themselves are allowed to alter the bowl, or destroy it at their whim.
4. In a bowl with different ingredients, the radishes shouldn’t get to enslave the avocado because that’s what ‘radish’ culture demands.
5. The US explicitly chose assimilation, even with people with a very similar common heritage, namely, Mormons. Statehood was explicitly conditioned upon giving up bigamy. One may argue about whether that specific choice was necessary, but the fact is that the US made historical choices to preserve the distinct characteristics of culture over the “salad” approach.
None of this even begins to address issues such as language, which includes means of commerce and currency that must be fairly constant for the nation-state to survive. The ascendancy of American English as the lingua franca for the world is not a historical birthright. It is a result of deserved U.S. cultural ascendancy across a range of important areas of human relations, from international aviation, to computers, commerce, science and other technology, including medicine, and on and on. If those gains in civilization mean anything, they certainly indicate the need to preserve the underlying character of the culture that produced those gains.