3/07/2007 04:54:00 PM
Whaddya hear? Whaddya Say?
Scooter Libby - who once worked for Marc Rich (go crunch that one into your poli-alliances matrix) - has been found guilty on four of five counts. If I had the time and still put out the occasional Faux News page I'd do the obvious "LIBBY NOT GUILTY on one count" headline. Or maybe, based on the one juror who obviously fucked up when she contacted some right wing media outlet, it'd be "MEDICAL STUDY INDICATES ONE IN TWELVE DC RESIDENTS SUFFER FROM ACUTE" (something anti-raptureublican).
But, with full time school, training for the new job (which will likely put me in Iraq for 12 months soon), and keeping these bombs on the bad guys, I've barely got time to breathe.
Momentary gloating now ends.
The same can't be said for the neocon nerd squad over at Ubersite. Apparently I pissed off the resident UberGOPhers after creating an ode to Michael Weiner's incessant "Homosexual Mafia" references (it is still hilarious every time I hear "Savage" - in all earnestness - use that term), and submitted the new page to the popular site. Shit, I finally find a day to something creative online and the Uberunemployed shit all over it. Then again, as one of them noted, I've only posted on U 6 times (yes, apparently this is a bad thing). But the new page is at least as decent as my Pulp Dicktion page, of which most of them approved (after brilliantly realizing "self-plagiarism" is impossible). Maybe they haven't moved beyond dial-up yet (the page won't look too cool without some bandwidth).
Whatever. I'll be back with my 7th post in another 8 months.
Yes, that is Drea De Matteo on Tony's lap! Holy sheep shit, Fatman! Me sale el corazon! Mama mia. I'd almost leave my wife for you.
Okay, maybe not. But it's fun to think about.
Apparently Adriana La Cerva is back into Carmela and Tony's dream sequences. And rumor is Tony's biting the dust this time around. Yet the show says everyone will be happy with the show's end. So, if both are true, then obviously we can expect more coma/dream sequence allegorical stuff. Only this time Tony takes a heavenly detour around Blundiablo's premises. Which would be fine with me, though I'd have to endure my wife's criticism throughout. She doesn't dig the dream sequences so much; I'm a big fan.
But I don't think Tony Soprano will die. There's another, respectable way out. Not that I know exactly what that is - I'm no writer (obviously). But I think there'll be another way out for Tony and famiglia.
Ah shit - let's give it a shot.
- Tony falls ill. Has to decide whether to set up a passing of the reins (to Chris), which could be construed by Phil and clan as a sign of weakness, or suck it up and press on throughout the chemotherapy or whatever medical shit he has to endure without publicly acknowledging the grimness of his situation.
- AJ is being consumed by the city and the urge to fill his pop's shoes. Not only is he turning into a more hopelessly lost bum case, he's wrecking his father's rep with lame attempts to walk the Soprano walk. AJ is nearly killed.
- Money is found. LOTS of money. Enough to keep Tony and his family happy for decades. This money, of course, was Livia's. Tony's beloved, sweet ma. Ironically, though Janet resurfaces in the hopes of intestacy (and thus a third of the $), Livia actually had a valid will. And her sole heir? Why, Tony.
- Tony passes the torch to Chris, works his magic with the five families, and gets an OK to "retire" (like his Uncle in upstate NY). Takes his family and new fortune to Arizona. Or San Diego.
- Where he sells lawn chairs.
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2/20/2007 09:30:00 AM
Tell me again, who hates the troops?
For obvious reasons I'm sensitive to these things.
And the neocons are showing they have absolutely no love whatsoever for us.
"That's ridiculous"
Information most of us "old timers" already know is here. If you're one of the truly ignorant few who still thinks neocons love our troops, it'll open your eyes.
You give your best years to the DOD, or - like too many - sacrifice limb, mental health, and even life for your nation. But when it's all over, if the benefits you've earned are your only safeguard, if you have no other form of insurance or livelihood, you're fucked. And don't go blaming the recruiter. He probably believed all that horseshit too.
Simply put, once your deployability ceases, so does your status as a first-rate citizen. In the DOD's eyes.
Most of us spend the first few years of our military career "young, dumb, and full of come." 90% confidence, 5% brains, 5% experience. It hasn't been that long - I remember. Stories that would make Courtney Love blush. Crazy shit I'd not believe had I not seen it myself.
Young, dumb, and full of come. It's a great time. But it's a delusional time as well.
"Vets got it great. What're they bitchin about?"
Then you get older, move up in the ranks. You get married, have kids. Your family suffers when you're off gallivanting about in Turkey, Sicily or Panama. You see a fellow GI die.
Some of us get wise and successfully land a second career after a 20+ years in the service. Get a good job because you wised up and got a degree, or by virtue of the fact you've spent 20+ years honing a set of high-demand, esoteric skills.
We all plan to enjoy the second half of our productive adulthoods. For many of us beyond the young, dumb... stage, the formula for a post-military career is simple. Something to get beyond relying on a mediocre basic pay formula, a guaranteed system of mediocre medical care, and some pretty cool stories for the grandkids.
But some don't make it that far. Some are stopped short of reaching such a ripe point in their careers. By war. It is, after all, what we're all here for.
Anyone genuinely pro-military, but unaware of the reality of the situation, would be appalled by the shitty conditions vets who have nothing more than their status as veteran are forced to endure.
"My micropenis got me out of Vietnam."
Fixing the veteran support system would require two things: genuine appreciation for their sacrifices, and leadership with enough competency to fix the system. Whenever it happens, it ain't gonna be easy.
The system is broke. If a political party truly loves American GIs, it will get off its ass and fix their safety net.
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1/14/2007 11:00:00 AM
Here it is on video.
Ha! This wouldn't be so funny if it hadn't happened on Murdoch's watch.
:)
11/18/2006 08:18:00 AM
Step One: Ditch the conservative formula.
Step two: Give us something to think about.
As you know, Air America Radio has filed for bankruptcy. And now it seems Al Franken is planning on leaving Air America Radio. Is progressive radio falling flat? And if so, why?
I have a good idea why.
We lefties aren't content hearing someone tell us something we already know. Especially if the people telling us what we already know are making no attempt to add humor/insight/creativity into the mix.
Consider the following radio hosts:
Rhodes. Seder. Garofalo.
Limbaugh. Hannity. O'Reilly.
What do all these radio talk show personalities have in common? Easy - you already know they're going to say before they say it.
How do the first three differ from the second three? Again, the answer is easy: ratings.
In order to entertain a liberal, you've got to be creative. Not so for the right-wing moonbats. Give 'em Sean Hannity. No intellectual stimulation required.
One of the biggest reasons right wing radio has flourished over the past decade is because it is so easy to do. Put a guy on a mic, have him tell his audience what they want to hear. Stick it on a cheap (read, a.m.) radio station. Comfort food for the soul.
It doesn't take a great deal of money or creativity to occupy the conservative mind:
- World Wrestling Federation.
- A two-millennium-old story about a dude's wife turning into a pillar of salt.
- Bass fishing.
But we lefties don't get the same kick out of mindless predictability. Teach me something. Show me a new way of looking at cartoons. Or anthropology. Or hell, just make me laugh.
In fact, the best formula for success in the world of left-leaning political discourse -- at least in recent years -- has been humor. Stewart and Colbert on TV; Stephanie Miller on the radio, for example.
This is not to say we're not a serious bunch. But humor can be a vehicle for more serious material. Consider Mark Twain. Rent Chaplin's The Great Dictator. Or just watch Keith Olbermann for a while.
When he was on, Al Franken could be pretty damn funny himself. And original. But he was fairly temperamental, and too often his show would get predictable. And boring. Not Hannity boring, mind you, but definitely not the type of thing I'd prefer over Radiohead, or an unedited Boondocks episode.
I couldn't tell you the first thing about running a radio station. But I knows what I likes. And hearing someone tell me what I already know, or preach to me what I already believe, gets old. Fast.
I'm no conservative. Give me something to think about.
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Believe it or not, AFN (the DoD's radio network) airs Ed Schultz daily, right before Limbaugh's show. I got to hear good ol' boy Ed a few times when I was deployed this summer.
11/09/2006 04:40:00 PM
I should've kept better track of some of the insane shit neocons had been blogging up until last night -- some of their predictions about the election are now hilarious. Yes, hindsight is 20/20, but it's not so much their predictions providing the humor as it is the overly confident manner in which they made them.
There's a negative correlation between introspection and personal resolve. The less you're able to objectively examine yourself, the more likely you are to misinterpret, or underestimate, your weaknesses. Progressives tend to be more introspective; neocons resolute. And a steadfast resolve looks great in a victor's past, but it can be a laughing stock when coupled with bravado and then examined in light of such a political upset.
And so, now that the obnoxiously vociferous right has been crushed, it's time for a laugh or two:
My favorite, from a week ago, came from the "mind" (sic) of Icythus, as posted on redstate.com.
Quote:
"Stick A Fork In Jim Webb
(Religion/mythology-fueled, nonsensical diatribe about
conveniently-out-of-context excerpts from some of Webb's decades-old works of
fiction, the existence of which the GOP would have us believe they just
discovered last month)
Game over, man. Game over."
See what I mean? These guys are no better at seeing the writing at the wall than they are at planning and executing wars. If not for the vaccuum created in 1987 when Reagan successfully vetoed Congress's attempt to make FCC policy into law, they'd never have scared the masses into voting the GOP into power 12 years ago.
Incidentally, is it not ironic that nearly two decades after Reagan waxed libertarian via said veto the "freedom loving" (sic) GOP is wielding the FCC like a machete?
Now that the Dems are coming back into some power, perhaps the mistaken view of many foreigners -- that we are obtuse on the issue of genuine freedom -- can be corrected. It is not we, the citizens, who are so misguided on the issue of genuine freedom of speech, but rather the majority of politicians representing us for the past 12 years. The fundamentalist, sex-fearing neocon politicians, and their blind followers.
Like Icythus.
Here's an interesting read, straight from FreeTARD central.
"Montana Doesn't Look That Bad!"
At this time there are 99 responses to the original poster, who actually showed some admirable enthusiasm (or was it foolish extrapolation?). What really makes this thread interesting is following the conversation that followed. You can hear the bubble burst at post #81.
Youch!
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11/08/2006 06:07:00 PM
Guess this Newsmax cover was a bit premature, huh?
Naturally, being the hypocrite he is, Allen will demand a full recount, and being the hypocrites they are, the GOP will fully support the bigot's demand.
Football-lugging, bravado-riddled, blockhead
Allen won't go down muttering Macaca. Oh no,
George of the Bungle will whimper away in true-
blue GOP fashion: blubbering Ma-wah-wah!
ROFLMAO!!!
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11/08/2006 05:42:00 PM
HA!
Guess Arizonans got tired of your "Whatever it Takes" philosophy, eh fatty?
I'm lovin' it.
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11/08/2006 05:40:00 PM
Webb 1,187,229 votes
Allen 1,180,396 votes
Webb wins VA Senate race by 6,833 votes.
10/20/2006 01:51:00 AM
Despite what many think about him, I happen to believe Chris Matthews is a moderate-to-liberal Democrat who purposely leans harder on liberals and Democrats than he does on those with which he tends to disagree. Maybe he wants to toughen up the left; maybe he's just a big pussy. But the truth is, when you watch him in action, you can't help but notice Matthews' red herrings, straw men, and otherwise inarguable statements disappear once the (R) guest shows up. What's worse, when the (R) is someone with half a brain, and a military background, "The Screamer" folds up into a fetal position and gives the guest a free ride.Thus, the hour-long John McCain stump speech Chris Matthews allowed to run on his Hardball (sic) program last night was an interesting watch.
Not being a neocon, and therefore not averse to considering opposing viewpoints, the political programs I find most interesting are often those that make me think. Which, as many of you know, is exactly why most of us find Sean Hannity so laughable, and the reason right wingers like Pat Buchanan, G. Gordon Liddy, and John McLaughlin are infinitely more interesting than Limbaugh, Ingraham, Weiner-Savage, and the rest.*
On Hardball (sic) last night McCain got away with flip-flopping (changed his stated opinion on gay marriage ten minutes after first expressing it), pandering to the military more than once, and weaseling his way out of actually answering a student's question about his recent, unexplained acceptance of the "revised" U.S. policy on torture.
The scary thing is McCain was able to feel out the audience, answer a couple questions in ways you'd not expect most Rapture-ublicans to do. For instance, he stated he lacks confidence in Donald Rumsfeld (interestingly, between his first, and then revamped position on gay marriage). He was therefore able to appeal to more than just the hard right. A dyed-in-the-wool politician, McCain said whatever it took to win over the crowd for which he was performing, in large part thanks to Matthews' absence from the proverbial mound from which he putatively delivers hard balls. John McCain easily came across as someone who could win much of the moderate-to-liberal vote in 2008.
But, fortunately, the GOP won't let him win that nomination. McCain's biggest obstacle will be the party to which he still belongs.
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* Note that the most popular conservative radio talk shows are those with the least intellectually stimulating hosts. And the right wonders why we consider most of them dumb.
10/12/2006 05:02:00 AM
Feels great to be back.
In addition to resting & reacquainting myself with my family, I've been catching up on the headlines...
Am I to believe the Democrats are in their best pre-election position since the early 90's? Have I been gone so long I've forgotten how they tend to drop the ball, even when it's been given to them on a silver platter?
Dems take over the House, and possibly the Senate? These talking heads seem convinced.
Me - I'll believe it when I see it.
How I don't miss ye whatsoever...
More to come.
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9/19/2006 12:25:00 AM
My summer deployment is fast coming to an end, thank Allah. Poor, pitiful me - I was getting downright inconvenienced having to communicate via this mediocre blogspot website, instead of with my own weekly-generated index pages FTP'ed onto Marc Perkel's server. On the rare occasion I've been able to access the internet - on average every six to eight weeks - I had to return to the page you're looking at, and try to generate something interesting.
And being interesting isn't easy under these circumstances. Not for the limited internet access, but because it's no picnic sounding "witty," or anything less than droning, when your summer has devolved into a droning lump of grit & numbness. The only thing you really enjoy on these Ra-forsaken trips is sleep, or, if you're lucky, reading. Which, for the fortunate few, there is time for prior to sleep.
But the reading material was shit. Or maybe I'm just picky. Couldn't find many hard sci-fi novels I'd not previously read, so about half of what I read this summer was junk. Stuff left behind by other GIs. Didn't so much mind Grisham, Demille or Connelly, but the James Patterson got old quick. At least it was free - he'd have to be for most folks, I'd think. I mean, who in the hell would pay 7 bucks for a book even George W. Bush could read in under four hours?
Even worse, I was almost forced to partake of some Robert Jordan crap, based on another GI's apparent lack of understanding when I alluded to "Hard Sci Fi." Of course, I should've expected as much from a rookie Captain (i.e. a dipshit). Maybe he thought, "well, it was hard for me to read - so it must be hard sci fi..." Fucking retard.
Anyway, the summer was probably great for my career, but not the type of thing I want to repeat anytime soon. Half a year of tax free, hazardous duty pay. Not bad. Maybe I'll get a new truck. I'll certainly be ecstatic to again be with my wife & son. It'll be huge to again plop my ass at home and enjoy the relative safety of the American backdrop. I'm looking forward to NCAA & NFL FOOTBALL, the (AL) PENANT RACE, catching up on the Sopranos, and anything else I can enjoy on my massive, HD plasma screen.
Boy oh boy oh boy oh boy....
:)
9/16/2006 09:27:00 PM
Am I just a grumpy old man, or does everything about the internet suck?
At this very moment my estimation of blogspot.com as a massive pedazo de mierda is fast solidifying.
Apparently, on blogspot.com, if you neglect your account for awhile, your blog immediately becomes a suspected spam blog, and you get a nifty "Word Verification" feature added for good measure. Can't post without first deciphering one (sometimes two) of those successions of nonsensical letters in warped font.
Pain in my dick.
So, the next time I mosey off to war, I'll be sure to make frequent stops at internet cafes -- after all, the desert is full of them -- and post more often. Gimme a fucking break.
All the more reason to look forward to getting home.
Yagshemesh.
9/14/2006 06:57:00 AM
First of all, thanks to so many who sent their regards. A couple of you asked specific questions, which I'll address when time allows for more thorough post. But for now let me thank you all; every word of encouragement means a lot to me.
Briefly, I'm in a position to post a few thoughts from time to time, via my wife and this fauxnewschannel-blogspot hybrid. Should be able to do so for awhile, and by October I hope to be back, and fully into my usual fauxnewschannel.com format.
Got a few pics to post, and a story about Senator Lindsey Graham (met him - he's a moron... as if that's any surprise to you), and even spent some quality time in Doha, Kuwait, and Bahrain.
Thinking about buying a Hooka...
Did you know that on some DoD installations in the Mid East, you can buy a Hooka? "What's a 'Hooka'?" you ask? Why it's a Bong, of course.
As in, "I wonder what that man is smoking from that enormous Hooka."
You got it. The same thing Tommy Chong went to prison for selling -- Bongs -- are legal, and for sale at any number of BX, PX, NEX, or MCX's currently operating in CENTCOM.
Incidentally, what the locals smoke from these Hookas is a largely innocuous concotion of fruits, spices, molasses, and tobacco, and generally comes in cute American-style brand-name packages, each containing a dozen or so, individually wrapped-in-plastic, Hashish-looking cubes.
Most of these pre-packaged fruit/tobacco cubes come from Egypt, and contain such a low percentage of actual tobacco that they're more a novelty than anything else. If you want a good old dose of tobacco, stick with cigarettes or snuff. The Hookas will just give you a headache.
Anyway, like I said, I'm back in computer territory, and will be able to post a few more times before wrapping things up here. Ciao.
7/06/2006 05:11:00 AM
Long time no see!
I'm fine. My guys are fine. We're halfway through our rotation, and we've been too busy to notice ten weeks have flown by.
How busy? Busier than Rush Limbaugh with a pint of Hagen Dazs. Busier than Tom DeLay's corkscrew. Busier than Sean Hannity with a new Seek-a-Word puzzle book. Busier than Bill O'Reilly with a vibrator in one hand, and a phone in the other.
I seem to spend every waking hour working; there's very little time for anything else. Which is good, because there's very little access to anything else -- can't be with my wife. Can't play with my son. Can't catch up with a friend over the phone. Can't watch baseball on the recliner.
But jam out to a good tune? That I can manage.
I don't think I ever appreciated how fine a song Smoke on the Water is until this summer. SOTW was slightly before my time - I was six or seven when Deep Purple published it - but the more I listen to it, the more I appreciate how it must have broken ground. Not lyrically, but structurally. That classic riff (imagine Beavis & Butt-head, in unison, growling, "Duh-duh-duuuuuuh . . . Duh-duh-Du-duuuuuuh . . ." is what you come away with. Not the chorus. Not the verse. A non-instrumental song with an intrumental hook. DP cast tradition aside, resisting the temptation to smother Blackmore's unforgettable riff with lyrics, and broke major ground with Smoke on the Water.
Incidentally, if you're not familiar with the story behind the song, you should look it up (sorry, can't exactly find a good reference for you under these conditions). Frank Zappa most certainly saved dozens, if not hundreds or even thousands, of lives that night. Much unlike the tragedy in Rhode Island three or four years ago -- where a hundred of so people perished because Great White were too cheap to work in a club for which the town would grant a pyrotechnic permit -- the fire that night, and the subsequent evacuation, seems to illustrate how much more mature rock icons of those days were. Maybe the reality of Vietnam and its non-volunteer draft victims woke up the youth of the day. Of course, FZ had more brain cells in his Corpus Callosum than the whole of Great White's collective gray matter, and I'm in no way saying he'd have been any less brilliant in a different era. I'm just sayin'.
Non-Sequitur Sequitur
I love how any character in The Sopranos, when talking to someone he's expected to respect, can get away with blatant insubordination so long as he tacks onto his observation the following three words: "I'm just sayin'." That's become a bit of an inside joke around here. "Sir, that was a really dumb maneuver... I'm just sayin'."
HELL
Taking a short breather at Club Med - not far from work, but much more relaxing. Civilized, even. The food is good. The toilets work. We even have AC.
Yes, it's scorching hot here. Here, 30 clicks north, 200 clicks northwest. Doesn't matter. It's all the same 50+ degrees Celsius (you figure it out), and 50 knot dust storms. We call it 50/50.
But the real hell is the internet. Actually, the lack of access to the internet is hell. I can't even access my own website (many thanks to Marc Perkel, my fearless e-leader, for hooking a brother up) at this point, but not because it's such a popular, tree-hugging e-rag. No, I cannot access my own site because within it I smartly embedded a blog, thinking I could at least blog from over here.
Wrong answer. Blogs are restricted, except as listed below. The hypocrisy within the rules governing these DoD computers is uglier than Ann Coulter's adam's apple.
Random thought: if the GOP had been running things in 1941, would WWII have been a War on Air Strikes?
More computer Woes
No, I'm not done ready to change subjects.
So far my laptop has borne this 120ยบ+ hell with honor (all hail my brave little jerkmonkey, with her magnificent battery stamina and plenitude of porn!), but as there are tons of restrictions on what a GI can access over here, I haven't exactly been inspired to do much with it.
I recently spent some time on a DoD computer, and here is a short list of sites a GI CAN and CANNOT access:
| WEBSITE | ALLOWED? Why not? | WEBSITE | ALLOWED? |
| The Liberal Oasis | NO. "Advocacy Groups" | The Paul Revere Society | YES. Depends on what is being advocated, I suppose. |
| Stephanie Miller | NO. "Pay-as-You-Go Streaming Media" | Rush Limbaugh | OF COURSE! Pay-as-you-go streaming media notwithstanding. |
| The Huffington Post | NO. "Message Boards and Clubs" | The Free (sic) Republic | YES. Of course, technically it's not a club. It's more like a gang. |
| Swimsuits Just for Us | NOT EVEN CLOSE, BUD. "Lingerie and Swimsuit;Adult Material" | G Gordon Liddy's "Stacked and Packed" Merchandise | YEP. Maybe they're getting through on an "our fans aren't adults" technicality. |
| Ebay | NEVER! "Internet Auctions;Shopping" | Bill O'Reilly's Online Store | AFFIRMATIVE. The spin stops left of here. |
| Mike Papantonio's Ring of Fire | NOPE. "Internet Radio and TV;Bandwidth PG" | FOX News video of Gingrich interviewed by Shemp Hannity | OF COURSE. |
| FAIR.org | NO. "Advocacy Groups" | Newsbusters | YES. Advocacy Shmadvocacy. |
| My blog | NO. "Personal Web Sites;Blogs" | Any dumbass, right-wing soldier's blog | YES. "Christ beat death like hitting an 8 penny nail "... |
| Daily Kos | NEIN! "Web Hosting;Information Technology" (What?) | PowerLine | OH YEAH. Anyone |
| Marc Perkel's Blog | ARE YOU KIDDING? "Personal Web Sites;Blogs" | Little Green Footballs | YEP. If this shit isn't someone's personal site, someone's getting ripped off. |
Just a decade ago you were lucky to get one American TV and radio station in Germany, or South Korea for instance. But now you can watch a handful of themed TV stations (sports, kids, movies, news, etc.), and listen to three or four radio stations in some locales. In fact, a recent study by Lund Media Research showed that most GIs are neither fond of Rush Limbaugh, nor fans of country music. (That's right!) In fact, I seriously doubt as many of us are as fond of Faux News as Faux News would like the civilian population to think.
Nevertheless, FNC constitutes a big chunk of what the DoD has programmed into its news-themed AFRTS TV station. No surprise the DoD gives us what they want us to get, and not what we want. But the odd thing about the blatant FOX News/DoD alliance is what happens during FNC's commercial segments.
Normally, we don't get commercials. DoD Regulation 5120.20R prohibits AFRTS from airing commercials. So we're subjected to a series of 60-second long propaganda bits. Corny, DoD-generated "golly gee" crap. How to make a PCS (moving your family to a new assignment) run smoothly, why it's dangerous to discuss sensitive information on unsecure phone lines, a scrap of trivia about General MacArthur, etc. This regularly-scheduled brainwashing occurs for all programming. Even on the news-themed AFRTS TV station.
Except when they show FOX News. During the 23 hours a day AFRTS' news network airs FNC programming (that might be somewhat exaggerated), we don't get the standard DoD brainwashing crap; we get... more FOX News.
FOX News has built its own repertoire of putatively non-commercial spots to fill the spaces normally occupied by the AFRTS Brain Detergent. The problem is, as I see it, these FNC-generated "golly gee" breaks are all subtly commercial in nature. At least the couple I've seen here in Club Med.
One spot presents basic guidelines for those who wear contact lenses. Don't sleep in them, wash them with this, don't wash them with that. And so forth. But during its presentation we're shown a lab where contact lens cleaner and contact lenses themselves are made. Obviously it's okay to endorse commercial products on a DoD broadcast if you shroud your endorsement in a we really care public service announcement. Oh, and don't spend too much time on that Bausch & Lomb logo...
I need one of the big dog bloggers to expose this crap. I'm not going to be at this particular spot much longer, and as you know my internet access is shakier than Karl Rove's sexuality, so I'm afraid I won't be much help (although, again, I have to hand it Perkel - I can't check my Yahoo email account, or my GMail, but I can sure as hell check my Perkel email! Email me if you learn anything more on this BS!)
Must for to go now, amigos. Hope to return before another month expires. In the meantime, keep advocatin'.
6/03/2006 07:24:00 PM
Like most deployed G.I.'s, I get tons of "care packages," letters, and cards from family and friends. But this time around I'm also getting some goodies from my fans. You guys have been sending me all the news I can't access on these #$^@ DOD-run computers, and I'm lovin' every minute of it. Keep 'em comin'!
"Y'ain't got no shoulders!"
If that phrase doesn't mean much to you, and
you're a military guy, I'd have to question your
manhood. Just fuckin' with you, sailor. Chillax.
I see Billow LIEly is at it again. What a delusional clown that little man is, and Faux News is all about re-writing history in another attempt to salvage the "man"'s already dubious credibility. LOL!
And the administration is planning to introduce anti-gay marriage legislation this Monday. Glad to see we've all got our priorities straight. Thank Koresh, because I really think I could lose my wife if homosexuals started marryin' up and all.
Speaking of developing homophobia-related stories, if one of you really wanted to get on my good side, you could send me the last four episodes of The Sopranos. I'm dying to see more of the Vito/Johnny Cakes saga unfold.
Another reader sent me a link to what I assume is a video parody of Katherine Harris election ad. Can't open it, but the guy told me it's goddammed hilarious, so if you're interested, here it is.
I've been toying with the idea of starting a progressive/liberal military blogring. Probably one already exists, but if not I'm all about that. There are lots more of us than you might expect, and when carefully prepared these diaries are just as legal as those from Captain Micropenis, Mr. Badass Soldier, Mountainous Marine Man, and whatever else gay-ass names these penis-envy suffering hardcore rightwingers call themselves.
Is Uncle Sam reading my blog?
You bet your ass they are. Bring it on, I say. Pssht.
Well ma'ams and sirs, I must oil my weapon (hee) and sock my boots (keeps out the camel spiders). Talk at you later.
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