Thursday, December 25, 2003

ALF: THE COMEBACK KID, ER, ALIEN
(email report from Steve Baxley)

This just in from the home office on Melmac: The signers of the "Bring Back ALF" online petition letter have finally gotten their wish.



The furry, cat-craving extraterrestrial star of the 1980s NBC sitcom, most recently spotted slumming it for long-distance services 10-10-220 and 1-800-COLLECT, has just landed his own show on Nickelodeon.

ALF's Hit Talk Show is a new series in development for Nick at Nite. Perhaps taking a hint from his latest 10-10-220 commercial where he channels Johnny Carson, the show will feature ALF (short for Alien Life Form--his given name is Gordon Shumway) interviewing a host of celebs.

The gabfest is part of an effort by the Nickelodeon and TV Land channels (both owned by media giant Viacom) to garner a more adult audience in the post-kiddie viewing hours. Among the other shows on tap are two new adult-friendly animated series from Bill Cosby and Kelsey Grammer.

For now Nickelodeon is banking on the alien appeal of ALF. Surprisingly, the hairy space oddity has retained a major cult following since NBC pulled ALF off the air in 1990 after four seasons of dissing the daily activities of the Tanner clan, his de facto family after his spaceship crashed into their garage.

Thirteen years after the show was canceled, hundreds of fan sites have sprung up on the Web. ALF's comeback began earlier this year when he was hired to hawk long-distance services opposite the likes of Terry Bradshaw, Mike Piazza, Emmitt Smith and Toby Keith.

Apparently a couple commercials weren't enough for ALF's most ardent fans, many of whom took to the Net to petition for a more appropriate vehicle to showcase ALF's unique talents.

"ALF is the coolest, most loveable alien and for some reason he is off. Networks, get him back," begged Tara on the Planet Melmac Message Board before Nickelodeon green-lighted the talk show.

"Whoever the powers to be are: PLEASE!!! Bring back this show!!! With all the junk on the dial today... nothing would make me happier than to be able to watch my furry friendly buddy," added ALF aficionado Jody.

Though none of Jody's TV ideas (such as ALF Returns, ALF Goes Hollywood, ALF Over the Rainbow, ALF visits London and the U.K., ALF: Return of the Family, ALF: Return to Melmac or Winter Vacation with ALF) were picked up, ALF's Hit Talk Show is ready to go.

The pilot was taped in November, and ALF's run as the next Dave/Jay/Oprah will begin early in 2004.

Friday, December 19, 2003

DUCKSOUP'S TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (DEC 19-25)

(This week it seems the H in Howards Club H stands for Hogging Half the list. And once again, I engage in shameless self-promotion.)

10. Ducksoup--tonight at Jalapeno's (maybe), Saturday at Mutz (definitely)
9. Time Peace--tonight & Saturday at Frog City Sports Pub
8. Crazy Eddie--tonight at Howards Club H
7. Fat Dog--tonight at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
6. Red Headed Stepchild--Saturday at Howards Club H
5. Headcreeps--Saturday at Howards Club H
4. Arose Hail--Saturday at Mickey Finn's Pub
3. Hemi Jendrix--Thursday at Howards Club H
2. 2000 Flushes--Saturday at Fitzpatrick's Tavern

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Goiterjelly--Saturday at Howards Club H

Thursday, December 18, 2003

"THE DEPOSIIIII-TION! WHAT A SHOW! THE DEPOSIIIII-TION..."

Well, okay, it didn't take place in a courtroom, but I did give my deposition the other day. (Just to be safe I won't mention the details.) But sure enough, as you'd expect, the task of swearing me in was not exactly routine.

The stenographer was given the honors. "Raise your right hand."

Why? What diff does it make whether I raise my hand or not? Nothing up my sleeve. Ah, fuck it, I'll play along.

I raise my left hand.

Obviously she's no beginner at this. "Your other hand," she says nonchalantly. (I was kinda hoping for the 'your other right hand' joke. Oh well.)

I protest. "But I'm left-handed." Really, shouldn't it be the other way around for me? Hey, I gotta stick up for my fellow southpaws. Left on!

Fuckin' bigoted right-handed world. Whatever. I acquiesce. But in doing so, I manage to get in a nice subtle dig on my sis, who is also present, and with whom I had a rather heated argument just a bit earlier that day about my sexual orientation/preference.

"Whatever...I'm kinda ambidextrous actually, so I can go both ways." [big grin] Take that, sis, ya dang homophobe! (Or bi-phobe in this case, I spose.)

The next part, of course, you all knew was coming. "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?"

"Nope."

A slight pause. I can tell by now these people just love me. "I'm an atheist. Leave off that last part and we're in business," I say, very cheerful and friendly-like. I don't mean to give anyone a hard time. I'm just sticking up for my non-beliefs.

The poor thing soldiers on and tries again. "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?"

"So help me ALF," I say, as I whip out my cell phone with my goombah's picture on it. I give his mug a quick little peck for added effect. Whenever possible, I try to give people something to talk about at the dinner table that night. In some cases, you make not just their day, but their life. Years from now, at Thanksgiving..."Did I ever tell you about the weirdo I had to swear in once?"

Really, the whole swearing in thing is just a quaint bit of stupidity that has hung in there for ages, and everyone is so used to it that no one ever really thinks about how ridiculous it is. As in the comedy bit about D&D: "He said it was a magical sword!" "He was lying." "But he said he never tells a lie!" "He was lying when he said that." And the raising your hand bit: What is this, the fucking scouts? I suppose they want to make sure I'm not crossing my fingers. How very childish. Next you're gonna tell me there's no tagbacks.

Just think if I ever hit a courtroom. Hoo boy! It'll be a Three Stooges/Marx Brothers for the new millennium!

"Order in the court!" "I'll have two large, one all-meat and one pepperoni melt, with garlic and parmesan on the crust, please. Anybody else want something?"
"Objection!" "The goofy game for dopey doctors? No, wait, that's Operation. Sorry. Never mind."
"The witness may step down now." "I can? Can I do the hokey pokey and turn myself around too?"
"Place your hand on this bible..." "Oh, I don't think so. Can we get a copy of Carl Sagan's 'Cosmos' in here for this? I prefer NON-fiction, thank you. If we gotta do fiction, let's at least go with Douglas Adams."
"All rise!" "Rise? You mean, like, levitate? Hey, I ain't David Blaine here. On the other hand, that cute gal in the jury box is making part of me levitate right now, if ya know what I mean."

I guess I should arrange my bail ahead of time, for when they throw that 'contempt of court' bullshit at me.

Friday, December 12, 2003

DUCKSOUP'S TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (DEC 12-18)

10. Ducksoup--Saturday at Mutz, about 9:30-10pm (shameless self-promotion)
9. Ceiling--tonight & Saturday at Frog City Sports Pub
8. The Strawbs--Saturday at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Stacked Ham--tonight & Saturday at Break Room Lounge
6. Deep Fried Pickle Project--Saturday at Maxwell's Brew
5. One Eyed Show--tonight at Howards Club H
4. Swashbucklers Of The 21st Century--tonight at Club Frogtown
3. Local Anesthetic--Saturday at Sports Zone
2. Grasshopper Pie--tonight at Howards Club H

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Moon The Giant--tonight at Village Idiot

Thursday, December 11, 2003

MUST...WRITE...A...BLOG...ENTRY...(GASP)...MUST...REACH...MY...UTILIITY...BELT...

Got a few different topics to catch you up on, so I'll itemize them.

1. The resolution: We won, and we're not happy about it
2. I think I've found a place to call my karaoke home
3. My car accident
4. The subsequent letters from scumbag law firms about my accident

1. The resolution

Yes, Toledo is now one of the more than 200 cities/communities that have passed resolutions against the so-called "Patriot" Act. The problem is that they gutted the damn thing before they passed it. It got watered down so much that some of us held a press conference Monday to voice our disgust. The Blade ran articles Tuesday and Wednesday on the subject. The Tuesday article features a nice picture of yours truly and a few of my comrades. Check it out. Boy, don't we look pissed? Well, we were!

And so the shell of a resolution that remained got passed 10-2, which is a small, hollow victory for our side, but there remains much more work to be done. Now I'd like to see Toledo pass an ordinance, something with some substance, some teeth to it. The ultimate goal is to get the so-called "Patriot" Act and all other legislation like it thrown out and have the Bill of Rights restored!

2. Karaoke

Ever since my brief (one song) stint in Cleveland as lead singer of Pansy Division, I've been itching to get out and do some karaoke. Also Nick (bassist for Dirty Power) wants to form an all-lookalike band of big bald guys with goatees called Baldy and he's looking for a lead singer and a drummer, so I need to work on my singing. (That, or find a dirt-cheap set of drums and a tolerant neighborhood.)

After some investigation, I finally found a host site conducive to my location and work schedule. I plan to be a regular, so for those who, just in case, a few years from now, want to be able to tell everyone about how they were witness to Baldy lead singer Ducksoup's humble beginnings, you can, most likely, barring any unforseen circumstances, catch me at Mutz, 27 Broadway (the Oliver House) on Saturday nights starting around 9:30 or 10pm.

Given my vocal range, I think I do best with stuff like Pearl Jam or Staind, and last week I did okay with a couple of Weird Al ballads, but my current song of choice is Finger Eleven's "One Thing". I also need to explore my limits, though, so I'm ready to try just about any song I'm familiar with. But I promise not to shatter your eardrums. So please come cheer me on!

One query though: If I bill myself as my band, Eggs Danny Thomas Style, can I make my own band name list?

3. My car accident

Finally! Took me long enough, right? Hey, I needed time to gain some perspective on the whole experience. Bite me.

As far as the crash itself, there's really not much to tell. I hitched a ride home from work with a co-worker, she had a brain fart and accidentally (that's why they're called accidents) ran a red light, and we got t-boned on my side. Ouch.

As I said previously, there's nothing quite like riding shotgun, watching a pair of headlights approach from your side, knowing the car is going to t-bone you, knowing you're just a passenger, and knowing there's not a damn thing you can do about it. And all you can do is think to yourself, "Oh shit. This is going to be rather unpleasant." And then you brace for impact.

As it happens, I was in a Chrysler Fifth Avenue, a nice big tank of a car, and the other driver was in a compact. He had an airbag so he wasn't hurt. (But he was 85 and despite the roads being wet I'm not all that sure he really tried to slow down much, so it's too bad he wasn't faulted, or my co-worker and I would both be rolling into work in tight whips, baby! Bling bling!) Now, switch the cars around and I might not be sitting here typing this. But it's safe to say the tank I was in saved my life, so later that week, on Thanksgiving, I gave thanks to Chrysler for building it.

Immediately after impact, I had a very sore spot in my back around my right shoulder blade. Given my low threshold of pain, if something was broken I would be screaming my lungs out. And I've lost no mobility in any way. So I passed on visiting an emergency room. Some other sore spots came and went in the next week, the initial sore spot remains, but it's steadily getting better, save for a couple of times I've slept in the wrong position, so hopefully there are no long-term problems.

But I've saved my biggest sore spot for last...

4. Time for a mailbag segment! "Letters, oh we get letters, we get your letters every day..."

Let's see, what's in the ol' mailbag today...ooh, a big manila envelope, looks important.

It's not.

It's a fucking advertisement! From the law firm of Kalniz, Iorio & Feldstein. Seems they scoured the accident reports in the paper, saw me and my address listed and fired off this nice friendly insidious disgusting advertisement (I can tell it's an advertisement, you see, by the tiny little faintly stamped-in-red-ink "advertisement only" way at the bottom as per whatever regulations exist that say they have to stamp that on there somewhere however barely noticeable) with a nice friendly insidious disgusting suggestion: "SUE SUE SUE!"

"Go ahead, sue the crap out of your co-worker, who graciously offered you a ride home, went out of her way to do so, and showed the utmost concern for your well-being immediately after impact in spite of her own! Sue her kind thoughtful ass! Sue her even though she works the exact same job and the exact same hours and takes home the exact same crappy paycheck as you! Sue her even though your dear departed mother did not raise you that way. Don't listen to your mom, she's dead anyway. Listen to us. We know what's good for you. Never mind the fact that we're too damn lazy to go out and literally chase ambulances anymore."

Mind you, I was tempted to send it back with a nice friendly note of my own telling them just what I thought of their sickening little ad, but as my bro pointed out, that's like answering spam email. No need to confirm for them that there's a living body at this address who would surely just love to receive ten times more of stupid advertisements like this.

And in fact, I've received two more since then, specifically from Dzienny Law Offices, Ltd., and from the Law Offices of Douglas R. Price, Attorney At Law. All with the same nice friendly insidious disgusting advertising message. Why then, you must wonder, am I listing them here, along with their phone numbers?

Oops, did I forget to list their phone numbers? Sorry, my bad. Here ya go:

Kalniz, Iorio & Feldstein: 800-537-1954
Dzienny Law Offices: 877-255-7315
Douglas R. Price: 419-242-3540


Again, why am I listing them here? No reason. I mean, it's not like I'm encouraging everyone reading this to BOYCOTT THEM AND INUNDATE THEM WITH PHONE CALLS TELLING THEM WHAT SCUMBAGS THEY ARE FOR MAILING OUT THIS KIND OF CRAP. Because I'm sure those of you reading this who share my mindset on this subject will BOYCOTT THEM AND INUNDATE THEM WITH PHONE CALLS TELLING THEM WHAT SCUMBAGS THEY ARE FOR MAILING OUT THIS KIND OF CRAP without my encouragement. And if you do, I'm sure I don't have to tell you that if you first dial *67 it will block your phone number from them so they can't call you back.

And so as I sit here relieved that I've finally been able to write about all this stuff, I wonder, which will arrive next: the wave of mail advertisements from chiropractors, or the wave of mail advertisements from massage parlors?

Friday, December 05, 2003

TOP ONE BEST BAND NAME PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK INSTEAD OF LAST WEEK

Since this week is lacking in new and interesting band names, I'm giving the ol' list another rest. Instead I have a correction to make:

Lame-O (aka Mullet Milennium) did not play last week as listed, but they are playing this Saturday at Longhorn Saloon, 944 Phillips Ave., around 10pm. Go check 'em out!

Friday, November 28, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (NOV 28-DEC 4)

10. Reaganomics--Saturday at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
9. Ten Inch Willy--tonight & Saturday at Randy's Last Call
8. Chili Cat--tonight & Saturday at Frog City Sports Pub
7. Geronimo's Cadillac--Saturday at Village Idiot
6. Laurie Swyers and the Blue Sun Band--Saturday at Manhattan's (Okay, it's not that weird a band name, but L.S. wrote the song "Bush's Stinkin' War" to help raise funds for the NWOPC, so I'm taking this opportunity to promote her show.)
5. Vermicious Knids--Saturday at Headliners
4. Everytime I Die--Wednesday at Headliners
3. Poison the Well--Wednesday at Headliners
2. Deep Fried Pickle Project--Saturday at Maxwell's Brew

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week (and not just because I know the dad of one of the band members)...

1. Lame-O (aka Mullet Millennium)--tonight at Longhorn

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

NO T-BONE STEAK FOR ME, THANKS

An interesting experience, riding shotgun in a car, watching a pair of headlights come right at you, and knowing a t-bone collision is imminent. All you can think is, "Well, this is going to be rather unpleasant." And it was.

No serious injuries resulted, just a lot of soreness. And I'll be sure to write more about this later, but right now I need some sleep.

Friday, November 21, 2003

The Top Ten Band Name list is back from vacation and ready to rock ya with its usual style and finesse. But first, I am happy to announce that I had to remove a name from my Unused Band Name list!

I got an email this week from one of the members of Sado-Massachusetts, a band based in Austin, Texas. They got the name from someone else, but nonetheless he promised to send me some MP3s of their work. IT BEGINS...!

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (NOV 21-27)

10. Premonitions of War--Sunday at Mickey Finn's Pub
9. Ekoostik Hookah--Wednesday at Bijou Theatre (no, not THAT Bijou)
8. Backstabbers Inc.--Sunday at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Fat Dog--tonight at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
6. The Duhks--Monday at Mickey Finn's Pub
5. Ooba Tooba--Saturday at Fat Tuesdays
4. Driftwood Whale--tonight at Frog City Sports Pub
3. A Perfect Murder--Sunday at Mickey Finn's Pub
2. Voodoo Libido--Saturday at Griffin's Hines Farm Blues Club

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Rat Salad--Saturday at Frog City Sports Pub

Monday, November 17, 2003

"COME BACK TOMORROW NIGHT, WE'RE GONNA DO...FRACTIONS!"

Below are two recent letters to the Blade editorial department. The first was published Sunday. The second has not yet been published, as I just now fired it off.

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Maybe it's correct in Land of Oz, but ...
We are the members of the pre-calculus class at Cory-Rawson High School. Sunday night WTBS will be airing The Wizard of Oz. In one of the final scenes of the movie, the scarecrow, upon receiving his diploma, states, "The sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side!"

This is an inaccurate attempt to state the Pythagorean Theorem and, as mathematicians, we find this highly offensive. This movie is clearly intended for mathematically mature audiences.

We offer this suggestion for parents with young children: Please preview the movie so that you can mute the sound at the right moment. Then, following the movie, sit down with your children and have a frank discussion about the Pythagorean Theorem.

Cory-Rawson High School Pre-Calculus Class
Rawson, Ohio

Editor's note: Students who signed the letter are Crystal Turner, Ryan Morrison, Brian Ferris, Brittney Rapp, Andy Cox, Jimmy Klay, Allison Bormuth, Luke J. Erford, Jenna Wood, Jason Bormuth, Melanie Weihrauch, Casey Jensen, Lori Webb, Landon Hamilton, Craig Van Stein, Cody Conaway, Jesse Anderson, Daniel Dray, and Jameson Businger. Their teacher is Chris Leuthold.

***

Regarding the Scarecrow's incorrect stating of the Pythagorean Theorem in "The Wizard of Oz":

ALF correctly stated the Pythagorean Theorem on an episode of his show: "The square of the hypotenuse of a right triangle is equal to the sum of the squares of the other two sides."

Obviously the inhabitants of the planet Melmac had a much better math education than the inhabitants of the Land of Oz.

DOUG PRIBE
South Avenue

Friday, November 14, 2003

THE TOP TEN BEST BAND NAME LIST IS TAKING THE WEEK OFF

Sorry, there just wasn't a very good selection of new and interesting band names this week. (Unless you count "Battered Women's Shelter Benefit", which I don't think is a band name.)

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

YEAH, I'M A CAMERA WHORE...WHAT'S YOUR POINT?

Wow, what a busy weekend my fellow commie fag junkie terrorist hippie co-conspirators and I had.

Citizens for Individual Rights and Freedoms (CIRF) scheduled a whirlwind slate of activities this past weekend, which ended up being bookended by two press conferences with decidedly different outcomes. But looking back on both, we couldn't have scripted the whole drama any better.

Friday night we put on a play about the Bill of Rights and how it's been eroded by the so-called Patriot Act (hereafter abbreviated to 'scPA'). Our troupe doesn't have an iron-clad name, but I'm pushing for the Patri-Actors. Or maybe the Patriot Players, or Peace Players...whatever, as long as it involves a nice alliteration. Our debut performance was received warmly. I played the "bell ringer", although I actually had to use a triangle (blame the prop department). I opened the show with the Preamble and a few ad libs, and closed it on a serious note with a quote from Benjamin Franklin (I paraphrased): "Those who are willing to sacrifice liberty for the sake of security deserve neither." There's talk of us maybe touring the city. Broadway can't be far off. (Or maybe East Broadway.)

Saturday afternoon we presented a couple of films about the scPA to a packed-to-the-rafters crowd, which I have to believe was due in large part to the mention we got in Roberta de Boer's column that day. Dare I say we had more butts in the seats in that room than were in most movie theaters in town that afternoon. A lengthy and lively discussion followed, which bought me just enough time to be able to head down the road to UT afterward to view the lunar eclipse that evening.

Sunday afternoon was our march near Franklin Park mall, and it was a smashing success! (Um, yeah...that's an in-joke for those who were there. [grin]) We marched a hundred strong around the block containing the mall, with our "The P.A.T.R.I.O.T. Act is unpatriotic" banner leading the way. Lots of great signs in the crowd...my personal fave: "This is a patriot act!" Also good were "Don't fight for freedom by curtailing mine" and "Stop the war on dissent" (okay, that one was mine). Channel 13 got a great long-distance money shot of the march and the banner out front (yes, I'm visible) and I captured it all on the VCR. Bee-yoo-tee-full!

But aside from the spectacular march, nothing could top the goings-on down at One Government Center both Thursday and Monday, which I'll now recap for those who missed the whole shebang...

Thursday, a very small group (about 5 or 6) of us from CIRF joined council members Pete Gerken and Frank Szollosi in the lobby of 1GC to hold a press conference about the resolution. Two other CIRFers and I held up the aforementioned banner behind the podium as CIRFer Linda, flanked by Pete and Frank, spoke to camera crews from chs. 24 and 36. About a minute in, one of the state troopers patrolling the building and a suit appeared. "You're gonna hafta take it outside," the suit says to me. I think to myself "Oh boy, here we go, this mild-mannered little press confo is about to get REALLY interesting." I stand my ground.

Pete comes over and the suit tells him the same. Linda keeps rolling right along with her statement, despite the fact that the TV cameras have now panned over in our direction as Pete stands his ground and argues his point. He held a press confo just a day earlier in the same spot on a different subject and no one said a thing. The suit insists that we leave or else the stormtroopers will escort us all out. Pete is defiant, and the next thing you know...well, you've seen the video by now of Pete being shown the front door. Not wanting the nonsense to get too out of hand, the rest of us decide to pause the proceedings and continue them outside.

Now, riddle me this, Batman: If they don't want council members or anyone else making statements in the lobby, then WHAT'S WITH THE FUCKING PODIUM?! (Guess I shouldn't say that though...watch it disappear now.)

So what starts out as a very low-key, sparsely populated little announcement about our resolution against the scPA has now morphed into a brouhaha about elected officials being thrown out of the city hall lobby. (BTW, as I understand it, this was the first time ever that any elected official had been kicked out of the building. Not even that tirade-prone, anger-mismanaged, rabies-infected psycho nutcase Carty Finkbeiner ever accomplished that!)

After we set up shop out front, Pete and Frank got plenty of camera time, out of earshot of me as I stood there thinking how great a scene was playing out, how we're sure to make the evening news and get the word out about the evils of the scPA. "It's the 60s all over again, baby," I said to CIRFer Terry.

Alas, when I got home and rolled tape on 24's 6 o'clock, my erection waned. 24 made it all about councilman Pete getting booted. (Of course councilman Frank had to go outside too, but councilman Frank wasn't on tape being dramatically escorted out by a stormtrooper.) The subject of the resolution, the reason we were there in the first place, became an afterthought.

(Okay, I didn't want to bring this up, but I really should at this point. During the Sunday march there were a couple of rear-ender fender-benders, and it's fair to say that one of the drivers was distracted by us. Mind you, as bad as all of us CIRFers feel about this, the fact is that it's the driver's responsibility to control his vehicle, maintain a safe following distance, etc. Luckily there were no serious injuries.

Anyhoo, when I tuned in to 24's coverage of the march, once again they shoved our main message to the back burner and shifted the focus of the story to the accidents. I suppose if, during our Monday press confo, one of the state troopers had stubbed his toe, 24's coverage that night would feature a live report from outside the ER. "Jim, we're told the trooper will have to wear special socks for 2-3 weeks. Once again, it was his left big toe. Back to you in the studio.")

So that along with the fact that I watched the first 20 minutes of 36's 10 o'clock with no mention of the incident left me rather pissed through my Friday workday. But once I got home, there was Pete and the 'bouncers' right on the Blade's front page. And 24's online video clips (^linked up top^) had much better coverage than on their newscast, and didn't completely ignore our main message.

And then there was our triumphant reassembly Monday, right back in the same spot, but with more council members, more CIRFers, more cameras, and no more bum's rush! No less than 7 of the 12 council members (the rest had valid excuses for their absence and were supportive or their colleagues) were there, including council prez Lou Escobar, as Pete and Frank got a second chance to speak at the conveniently-placed podium. Mayor Jack Ford poked his head out of his hole (not sure if he saw his shadow or not) for a minute to view the scene from the sidelines.

And even though they only addressed their right to speak there in the 1GC lobby, the CIRFers present (well over a dozen of us) were waved over to stand behind them in a show of support, and we did our best to turn the tables right back around on everyone and bring attention back to our original message, holding up plenty of signs and, of course, the now-legendary banner for all the media to get a nice money shot of, which they did. (Afterward, being the camera whore that I am, I did my best to hold up a sign in the background for as many post-confo TV interviews as possible.)

In the end, though, only 13 and the Blade made use of the money shot or anything else as far as I could tell. I painstakingly scoured the late casts on 11, 24 and 36, with no sign of us. 36 committed the worst case of reneging. They filmed a nice statement by CIRFer Karen on Thursday that ended up on the cutting room floor. Monday they made a point of giving her another shot to speak on camera, and the cameraman even signaled me to better position my sign behind her. But come 10pm, nothing nada zip zero zilch made it to air.

Thankfully the Blade did us more justice than the 4 TV stations combined, Roberta de Boer ran another column, and the banner money shot made the front page of the second section (If you look closely you can see my arm way over on the right! Woohoo!), a bit of a demotion but still far better than 3 of the 4 TV stations. 13's post-MNF cast included security camera footage from Thursday, which shows me standing right behind Pete as he was about to get bounced, and their footage from Monday included a close-up of yours truly, so they must have recognized me from the security cam footage.

And something tells me they weren't the only ones. Today I got a letter from the IRS about my unpaid taxes, which of course, as a war resister, I refused to pay. (I included a note with my return stating as much, can't they read?) Tell me Big Bro ain't watching. Hi mom!

So if and when I'm in that lobby again, I'm going to seek out the security cam and, just like the guy in "Surveillance Report" (one of the films we showed Saturday), I'll make sure they can read my lips as I mouth a silent "Fuck you!"

Friday, November 07, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (NOV 7-13)

10. Watermelon Men--Sun at Secor Lanes
9. Mad Cows--Sat at Mainstreet Roadhouse
8. 2 Big Guitars--Tue at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Pal Joey and da Sicilian Playboys--tonight & Sat at Firehouse 47 Bar and Grill
6. D.A. and the Prosecutors--tonight at Panama J's
5. Five Card Stud--tonight & Sat at Gametime Sports Pub
4. Oval Opus--Sat at Headliners
3. Creamy Goodness--tonight & Sat at Frog City Sports Pub
2. Child Proof Toys--tonight & Sat at the Barn

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Citizens for Individual Rights and Freedoms (CIRF)--tonight at St Mark's Church, Sat at Sanger Branch Library, Sun at Franklin Park Mall

Okay, so we're not actually a band. Hey, a little shameless self-promotion never hurt anyone :)

CIRF'S UP!

Reclaim your civil liberties with a weekend of events opposing one of the most unpatriotic of documents, the USA-Patriot Act. YOUR ATTENDANCE SENDS A MESSAGE! PLEASE JOIN US!!

Tonight at 7:30 at St Mark's Church, 2272 Collingwood--A one-act play about the Patriot Act (featuring yours truly). Learn how six of the first 10 Amendments to the U.S. Constitution have been repealed.

Saturday at 3pm at Sanger Branch Library, 3030 W. Central--Two short films about the Patriot Act, presented by the Media Decompresion Collective. Come hear the facts the mainstream news does not want you to know on how the Patriot Act affects our rights and ultimately our lives.

Sunday at 2pm near Franklin Park Mall--March at Monroe and Talmadge. TAKE BACK THE BILL OF RIGHTS!!! All events are free and open to the public. Sponsored by the Media Decompression Collective and the NW Ohio Peace Coalition.

Already we've caused a stir: Our press conference yesterday afternoon, promoting the weekend events and the City Council resolution condemning the Patriot Act, made the evening newscasts on channels 24 and 36. (I got on camera on both stations, and I captured it all on tape.) Plus the story made the front page of today's Blade. No such thing as bad publicity, baby! For more, check out the links ^up top^.

Friday, October 31, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (OCT 31-NOV 6)

(Looks like it's Headliners' turn to dominate the list this week, with 6, count 'em, 6 entries, all playing tonight.)

10. Sworn Enemy--Fri at Headliners
9. Everyday Pain--Fri at Headliners
8. Ceiling--Sat at Game Time Sports
7. Avenged Sevenfold--Fri at Headliners
6. Frank, Zunk and Punk--Fri at Morris' Restaurant
5. Ninja And The Secret Rage--Sun at Music Suite
4. Western Waste--Fri at Headliners
3. Sick Of It All--Fri at Headliners
2. Bottoms Up--Fri & Sat at Firehouse 47 Bar And Grill

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week (and a fitting choice for Halloween)...

1. Dead Man's Hand--Fri at Headliners

Tuesday, October 28, 2003

A QUICK DIP IN THE DOVE POND

WHAT'S IN A NAME? USA-PATRIOT ACT UNVEILED

The Bill of Rights Defense Committee lists the winning entries from a contest where the acronym 'USA-PATRIOT' had to expose the true purposes of the Act:

1st Place: Useless State-sponsored Action Purporting to Attack Terror While Really Initiating an Oligarchic Takeover

2nd Place: Unseemly and Simplistic Attempt to Preclude Americans' Treasured Rights by Inapt Obsession with Terrorism

3rd Place: Unilaterally Subverting America by Punishing Activists and Torturing and Repressing Immigrants by Oppression and Tyranny

Sunday, October 26, 2003

MARCONI MADNESS!

It was the greatest tournament I failed to tell you about here in The Pond until it was all over.

In the wake of the demise of the annual GeakSweeps, a new radio tournament was formulated about a month ago that would be squeezed in on October weekends just before the start of the new ALF Cup season. It took the form of a March Madness-style tournament, hence the moniker "Marconi Madness".

A total of 83 AM and FM stations qualified to take part, and after a preliminary round, a bracket of 64 squared off in the first radio-only competition since before TV stations were admitted into the previously all-radio GeakSweeps. It was a bit of a chore to begin with, and downright boring at times. Little did I know of the exciting finish that was in store.

Each matchup in each round was determined by a random draw. Once things got underway, the AMs, as expected, got pretty much slaughtered by the FMs. Signal strength was often an issue, even more than format. There were some mild upsets, but ultimately the final four was comprised of the four tournament favorites, WXKR, WJZE, WIOT, and WRWK.

The final matchup came as no surprise, a meeting between WIOT and WRWK, the two stations I happen to listen to the most while at work (no other good stations come in good there). A classic Clear Channel vs Cumulus grudge match.

RWK came in as the tourney favorite, but on the morning of the finals, it just so happened that our good pal Shaggy, head honcho of the Duck Pond affiliate Shagout, was at the helm for IOT. And in a thrilling, nail-biting, knock-down drag-out double overtime epic, it was the Shagster (named MVDJ) and the IOT Coyote pulling off the upset and emerging as the champs of the first ever Marconi Madness. Congrats guys!

Below are the full tournament results.

2003 MARCONI MADNESS
PRELIMINARY ROUND
FM 89.3 WYSZ Toledo OH def. AM 1080 KRLD Dallas TX
FM 99.9 WKKO Toledo OH def. AM 760 WJR Detroit MI
FM 103.7 WCKY Tiffin OH def. AM 1620 WDND South Bend IN
AM 800 CKLW Windsor ON def. FM 89.9 CBE Windsor ON
AM 1470 WLQR Toledo OH def. AM 840 WHAS Louisville KY
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. FM 97.9 WJLB Detroit MI
FM 101.1 WRIF Detroit MI def. FM 105.5 WWWM Toledo OH
AM 700 WLW Cincinnati OH def. AM 1020 KDKA Pittsburgh PA
AM 1170 WWVA Wheeling WV def. AM 890 WLS Chicago IL
FM 94.8 WCSX Detroit MI def. FM 107.3 WJUC Toledo OH
FM 90.3 WOTL Toledo OH def. AM 1010 CFRB Toronto ON
AM 1370 WSPD Toledo OH def. FM 99.5 WYCD Detroit MI
FM 91.7 WUOM Ann Arbor MI def. AM 950 WWJ Detroit MI
FM 100.5 WKXA Findlay OH def. FM 93.1 WDRQ Detroit MI
AM 900 WFRO Fremont OH def. AM 980 WONE Dayton OH
AM 1230 WCWA Toledo OH def. AM 1640 WKSH Milwaukee WI
AM 1120 KMOX St Louis MO def. AM 1540 KXEL Waterloo IA
FM 88.3 WXUT Toledo OH def. AM 830 WCCO Minneapolis MN
AM 1270 WXYT Detroit MI def. AM 1050 CHUM Toronto ON

FIRST ROUND
FM 95.3 WQTE Adrian MI def. AM 1370 WSPD Toledo OH
FM 88.1 WBGU Bowling Green OH def. AM 1530 WSAI Cincinnati OH
FM 101.5 WRVF Toledo OH def. AM 810 WGY Schenectady NY
AM 1060 KYW Philadelphia PA def. FM 100.5 WKXA Findlay OH
FM 91.3 WGTE Toledo OH def. AM 1120 KMOX St Louis MO
AM 670 WSCR Chicago IL def. FM 88.7 CIMX Windsor ON
AM 1630 KCJJ Iowa City IA def. AM 1650 KCNZ Cedar Falls IA
AM 1230 WCWA Toledo OH def. AM 1170 WWVA Wheeling WV
FM 96.9 WXQQ Toledo OH def. AM 1070 WIBC Indianapolis IN
FM 101.1 WRIF Detroit MI def. AM 610 WTVN Columbus OH
AM 710 WOR New York NY def. FM 95.5 WKQI Detroit MI
AM 1270 WXYT Detroit MI def. FM 99.9 WKKO Toledo OH
FM 98.3 WTWR Monroe MI def. AM 1200 WOAI San Antonio TX
AM 720 WGN Chicago IL def. AM 550 WKRC Cincinnati OH
FM 103.7 WCKY Tiffin OH def. FM 91.7 WUOM Ann Arbor MI
FM 94.8 WCSX Detroit MI def. AM 1510 WLAC Nashville TN
AM 660 WFAN New York NY def. AM 1100 WTAM Cleveland OH
FM 95.7 WIMX Toledo OH def. AM 740 CBL Toronto ON
FM 97.3 WJZE Toledo OH def. AM 800 CKLW Windsor ON
FM 92.5 WVKS Toledo OH def. AM 900 WFRO Fremont OH
AM 1000 WMVP Chicago IL def. AM 700 WLW Cincinnati OH
FM 94.5 WXKR Toledo OH def. AM 870 WWL New Orleans LA
AM 780 WBBM Chicago IL def. FM 99.1 WFRO Fremont OH
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. FM 88.3 WXUT Toledo OH
FM 93.9 CIDR Windsor ON def. AM 580 CKWW Windsor ON
AM 1180 WHAM Rochester NY def. FM 89.3 WYSZ Toledo OH
FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH def. FM 93.5 WRQN Toledo OH
AM 1030 WBZ Boston MA def. AM 1470 WLQR Toledo OH
AM 650 WSM Nashville TN def. FM 102.9 WWWW Ann Arbor MI
FM 96.3 WDVD Detroit MI def. FM 90.3 WOTL Toledo OH
AM 1040 WHO Des Moines IA def. FM 101.9 WDET Detroit MI
FM 98.7 WVMV Detroit MI def. AM 1690 WRLL Chicago IL

SECOND ROUND
AM 1230 WCWA Toledo OH def. FM 101.1 WRIF Detroit MI
FM 103.7 WCKY Tiffin OH def. AM 780 WBBM Chicago IL
FM 98.7 WVMV Detroit MI def. FM 88.1 WBGU Bowling Green OH
FM 95.3 WQTE Adrian MI def. FM 91.3 WGTE Toledo OH
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. AM 720 WGN Chicago IL
FM 94.5 WXKR Toledo OH def. AM 1630 KCJJ Iowa City IA
FM 98.3 WTWR Monroe MI def. AM 660 WFAN New York NY
AM 1180 WHAM Rochester NY def. AM 1040 WHO Des Moines IA
FM 101.5 WRVF Toledo OH def. AM 710 WOR New York NY
FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH def. FM 96.9 WXQQ Toledo OH
FM 92.5 WVKS Toledo OH def. AM 1030 WBZ Boston MA
AM 1000 WMVP Chicago IL def. AM 670 WSCR Chicago IL
AM 1270 WXYT Detroit MI def. AM 1060 KYW Philadelphia PA
AM 650 WSM Nashville TN def. FM 96.3 WDVD Detroit MI
FM 97.3 WJZE Toledo OH def. FM 94.8 WCSX Detroit MI
FM 93.9 CIDR Windsor ON def. FM 95.7 WIMX Toledo OH

THIRD ROUND
AM 1230 WCWA Toledo OH def. AM 650 WSM Nashville TN
FM 95.3 WQTE Adrian MI def. FM 98.7 WVMV Detroit MI
FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH def. AM 1180 WHAM Rochester NY
FM 98.3 WTWR Monroe MI def. AM 1000 WMVP Chicago IL
FM 97.3 WJZE Toledo OH def. FM 103.7 WCKY Tiffin OH
FM 93.9 CIDR Windsor ON def. FM 92.5 WVKS Toledo OH
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. AM 1270 WXYT Detroit MI
FM 94.5 WXKR Toledo OH def. FM 101.5 WRVF Toledo OH

QUARTERFINALS
FM 97.3 WJZE Toledo OH def. FM 98.3 WTWR Monroe MI
FM 94.5 WXKR Toledo OH def. FM 93.9 CIDR Windsor ON
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. FM 95.3 WQTE Adrian MI
FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH def. AM 1230 WCWA Toledo OH

SEMIFINALS
FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH def. FM 94.5 WXKR Toledo OH
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. FM 97.3 WJZE Toledo OH

FINAL
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH def. FM 106.5 WRWK Toledo OH

2003 MARCONI MADNESS CHAMPION:
FM 104.7 WIOT Toledo OH

Friday, October 24, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (OCT 24-30)

(Cornering the market on interesting band names this week are Headliners and Howards Club H, with a combined 7 entries.)

10. New Toys--Fri at Frog City
9. Thunderbirds Are Now--Sat at Howards Club H
8. Neutrality Clause--Sat at Headliners
7. Red Wanting Blue--Fri at Howards Club H
6. Audible Thread--Sat at Headliners
5. Breath Of Water--Sat at Headliners
4. The Planet The--Sat at Howards Club H
3. Ooba Tooba--Sat at Easy Street Cafe
2. Infinite Number Of Sounds--Wed at Howards Club H

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week (and it's 2 weeks in a row at #1 for The Scene)...

1. Feable Weiner--Fri at The Scene

Friday, October 17, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (OCT 17-23)

(The Scene seems to have cornered the market on interesting band names this week. They placed four bands on this week's list, including the top three!)

10. Good Stuff Maynard--Sat at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
9. Tar Beach--Sat at Village Idiot
8. The Drapes--Wed at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Brand New Disaster--Sat at The Scene
6. Bar Code--Fri & Sat at Juwells Sports Bar
5. The Menus--Fri at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
4. Say What?--Fri & Sat at Michigan Tavern
3. MonkeyNut--Fri at The Scene
2. Them One Guys--Sat at The Scene

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week (and timely since it's similar to Cubs vs. Marlins)...

1. Bear vs. Shark--Wed at The Scene

Thursday, October 16, 2003

A DYING CUB FAN'S LAST REQUEST
by Steve Goodman (1983)

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the "hawk wind" blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour that tolled
'Round his bed, his friends had all gathered
They knew his time was short
And on his head they put this bright blue cap
From his all-time favorite sport
He told them, "It's late and it's getting dark in here"
And I know its time to go
But before I leave the line-up
Boys, there's just one thing I'd like to know

Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

He told his friends "You know the law of averages says:
Anything will happen that can."
That's what it says.
But the last time the Cubs won a National League pennant
Was the year we dropped the bomb on Japan
The Cubs made me a criminal
Sent me down a wayward path
They stole my youth from me
(that's the truth)
I'd forsake my teachers
To go sit in the bleachers
In flagrant truancy

And then one thing led to another
and soon I'd discovered alcohol, gambling, dope
football, hockey, lacrosse, tennis
But what do you expect,
When you raise up a young boys hopes
And then just crush 'em like so many paper beer cups
Year after year after year
after year, after year, after year, after year, after year
'Til those hopes are just so much popcorn
for the pigeons beneath the 'L' tracks to eat

He said "You know I'll never see Wrigley Field, anymore
before my eternal rest
So if you have your pencils and your score cards ready,
I'll read you my last request
He said, "Give me a double header funeral in Wrigley Field
On some sunny weekend day (no lights)
Have the organ play the National Anthem
and then a little "na, na, na, na, hey hey, hey, Goodbye"
Make six bullpen pitchers carry my coffin
and six ground keepers clear my path
Have the umpires bark me out at every base
In all their holy wrath
It's a beautiful day for a funeral, Hey Ernie let's play two!
Somebody go get Jack Brickhouse to come back,
and conduct just one more interview
Have the Cubbies run right out into the middle of the field,
Have Keith Moreland drop a routine fly
Give everybody two bags of peanuts and a frosty malt
And I'll be ready to die

Build a big fire on home plate out of your Louisville Sluggers baseball bats,
And toss my coffin in
Let my ashes blow in a beautiful snow
From the prevailing 30 mile an hour southwest wind
When my last remains go flying over the left field wall
Will bid the bleacher bums adieu
And I will come to my final resting place, out on Waveland Avenue

The dying man's friends told him to cut it out
They said "Stop it, that's an awful shame"
He whispered, "Don't cry, we'll meet by and by near the Heavenly Hall of Fame
He said, "I've got season's tickets to watch the Angels now,
So that's just what I'm going to do
He said, "But you the living, you're stuck here with the Cubs,
So its me that feels sorry for you!"

And he said, "Ahh, play that lonesome losers tune,
That's the one I like the best"
And he closed his eyes, and slipped away
What we got is the Dying Cub Fan's Last Request
And here it is

Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

"AND OVER HERE WE SEE THE STARS THAT MAKE UP THE CONSTELLATION PENIS MAJOR..."

So I'm out walking last night under a clear starry sky, looking up at good old Orion the Hunter, with his belt and his sword (Yeah right, that's his "sword". Who are we kidding, people? Really.), and the thought occurs to me that if the constellations had been named by a different culture, Orion might have been a lesbian wearing a strap-on dildo.

Friday, October 10, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (OCT 10-16)

10. Uncle Sandwitch--Fri & Sat at Prime Time South
9. Metaphysical Jones--Thu at Village Idiot
8. Bonkers--Fri & Sat at Break Room Lounge
7. The Wow Factor--Fri & Sat at Lighthouse
6. Fall Out Boy--Mon at Headliners
5. Chili Cat--Sat at Frog City
4. Clumsy Lovers--Mon at Mickey Finn's Pub
3. Shucking Bubba Deluxe--Sat at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
2. A Gruesome Find--Sun at Howards Club H

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Big Al's Used Cars--Fri & Sat at Augie's

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

[CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP] DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXT MESSAGES

The following is a recent TM exchange between meself and Paulie, AKA Pablo, AKA Idiot Boy, AKA Spanky Pants, AKA Cheese Nipples, AKA Steak Nuts, AKA Bunsy Wunsy Monchichi. Enjoy.

D: "U make me cum"
D: "U make me complete"
D: "U make me completely miserable"
D: "Whos that by, I gota Napster it"
P: "Lit"
D: "Lit? So theyd fit in ur string of band names, betwn Lickety Split n Little Richie"
P: "::Loads a round in the chamber and prepares to cock the shotgun::"
P: "I love when I use predictive text and I type the word 'cock' it cycles me thru the word 'anal' first"
D: "So ur sayin you had 2 run ur cock thru the anal cycle?"
D: "BTW just in case I evr hav 2 get a nu fone #, remind me 2 get a 2625 #"
D: "Im callin dibs on 2625"
D: "That way I'll hav, like, 514-COCK and 514-ANAL with the same #"
P: "Will do"
D: "Then when sum1 wants my # I can say 'wud u prefer my cock # or my anal #?'"
P: "A perfect bisexual's phone number"
D: "Ya, n Im a perfect bisexual!"

And remember, I've called dibs on it, so you, reading this, don't you dare steal it! I'll hunt you down, fucker.

Friday, October 03, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (OCT. 3-9)

10. Stop, Drop and Roll--Sat at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
9. The Recipe--Tue at Headliners
8. Pal Joey and the Sicilian Playboys--Sat at Trotters Tavern
7. Glinda's Bubble--Sat at Mickey Finn's Pub
6. The Knobs--Fri & Sat at Rooster Inn
5. Chester the Pup--Fri at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
4. Herkimer Shagnasty--Fri & Sat at Prime Time North
3. Bunny Hug--Fri at Mickey Finn's Pub
2. Fetish Doll--Sat at Headliners

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Mustard Plug--Sat at The Scene

Friday, September 26, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (SEP 26-OCT 2)

10. Scoobie Snaks--Fri & Sat at Prime Time South
9. Beer Goggles--Fri & Sat at Frog City
8. The Ordinary Way--Fri at Howards Club H
7. Mad Cows--Sat at Grill
6. Reaganomics--Sat at Bait Shop Bar and Grill
5. The Sell Out Kings--Fri & Sat at Prime Time North
4. Watermelon Men--Sun at Secor Lanes
3. Geronimo's Cadilac--Fri at Village Idiot
2. Government Honey--Thu at Distillery

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Tangerine Trousers--Fri at Diva

Thursday, September 25, 2003

THE DOVE POND--READER'S DIGEST VERSION

Just 2 short items this time, to save space...

1. ASHCROFT'S LATEST WHOPPER

"Recently, some in Washington have created an hysteria that local libraries are under siege of the FBI, that we are somehow rifling through the reading records of Americans," Ashcroft said. But he said "not a single American's library records have been reviewed under the Patriot act."

http://startribune.com/stories/1576/4107876.html

Dear John:

You forgot to mention that the USA-PATRIOT Act MAKES IT A CRIME FOR ANYONE TO DISCLOSE THAT YOU HAVE REQUESTED ANYONE'S LIBRARY RECORDS. So, how may we conclude that you're telling us the truth? Would you tell us if you were wiretapping us and intercepting our emails?

--Terry Lodge

[My pal Terry, a lawyer and fellow NWOPC member, hits the nail on the head there I think.--DJP]

2. LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON...THINK ABOUT IT, WON'T YOU?

On September 11, 1990, President George H. W. Bush, addressing a joint session of Congress, claimed “120,000 Iraqi troops with 850 tanks have poured into Kuwait and moved south to threaten Saudi Arabia.” But an enterprising journalist, Jean Heller, reported in the St. Petersburg Times on January 6, 1991 (a bare ten days before the Gulf War began) that commercial satellite photos taken on September 11, the day the president spoke, showed no sign of a massive buildup of Iraqi forces in Kuwait. When the Pentagon was asked to provide evidence to support the president’s claim, it refused to do so—and continues to refuse to this day.

http://www.veteransforpeace.org/EX_CIA_professional_052503.htm

[Deja vu.--DJP]

PS: Apparently I've gotten away with posting the previous post. Then again, they might be trying to lull me into a false sense of security. Not a chance, I'm too paranoid! :)

Monday, September 22, 2003

LIQUOR, BUSH, AND RUBBER NIPPLES

So I'm searching for photos of some folks who might make my next Celeb Crush list, and a name pops into my head: Jenna Bush.

Then the inevitable questions start bouncing around in my brain: Would I, could I, should I include "Doughnut Girl" in the next list?

The plus is obvious: She's fuckin' hot. The minuses are plenty: For starters, does she even count as a celebrity? Well, she's really only famous for being famous, but it could be argued that she's made a name for herself, what with all the drinking and partying and making out with her gal pals.



Then there's the fact that I hate her along with her entire family. If you hate someone's guts but would still fuck them if given the chance, does that really constitute a 'crush' per se? Doesn't a crush imply some measure of affection/admiration for the crushee?

Then of course there's the ultimate plus/minus: She's a booze hound. And as a rule, drunk women don't turn me on. Never have. (Unless of course I'm also drunk. But obviously that doesn't count.) Now mind you, in light of recent events in my life I've come to much the same realization as many before me: Drunk women are easier. Duh.

So it would seem that all I have to do is either set aside my self-imposed rule or just get myself sufficiently soaked to the point where I don't give a shit. And I happen to know for a fact that this works in my case. (With disastrous results I might add.)

So if I were so inclined (and really horny) I'm sure I could on a regular basis put into practice the routine touted by the late Sam Kinison, which was this: A) Get her drunk, B) Get her in bed, C) Cum all over her back, D) Steal 30 or 40 bucks out of her purse, E) Crawl out the window, and F) Never call her again. "Let them wake up sticky, broke and confused...let's see how they like it."

The trick is (and believe me I will keep this foremost in my mind in future if/when necessary) to make sure that the drunk woman in question is NOT someone I love or care about, and is someone I WON'T miss terribly when we never speak again afterwards.

I hate Jenna Bush. Okay, so that solves that problem!

Which leaves only the biggest hurdle: the ironically increasing lack of freedom of speech in this, the age of the internet. With the U.S. of A. becoming more and more like Nazi Germany under the so-called leadership of Jenna's neo-Hitler daddy, can I really expect to be allowed to post this very entry on my blog without repercussions?

If I wished, could I, in fact, state here in The Pond that *if* I were given the chance, I *might* be inclined to give Jenna the Kinison-style "sticky, broke and confused" treatment? And could I make such a statement without having Secret Service agents breaking down my door tomorrow morning, seizing all my belongings, and shipping me off to Gitmo as a suspected terrorist?

This remains to be seen. If I post again in a few days, you can assume a yes. If not, hopefully one of you will be willing to post my bail.

P.S. In order to maintain the relevance of the title of this post, let me quickly address the topic of rubber nipples:

Rubber nipples--good. Fire--bad.

Friday, September 19, 2003

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (SEP 19-25)

10. Zero Rain--Sat at Bait Shop Bar & Grill
9. Unglued--Fri & Sat at Papa And Drews
8. Static Rituals--Wed at Mickey Finn's Pub
7. Smoking--Sat at Lucky Louie's
6. Ten Inch Willy--Fri & Sat at L.A. Pit Stop
5. Musicians Night Out With Bathhouse Betty--Fri at Back Porch
4. D/A And The Prosecutors--Fri at Panama J's
3. Carbon Leaf--Mon at Howards Club H
2. Stacked Ham--Fri & Sat at Break Room Lounge

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week...

1. Creamy Goodness--Fri at Frog City Sports Pub

Friday, September 12, 2003

FIRST I RIP OFF THE STEVER, NOW BUZZ...WHAT'S NEXT, "LEAVING IDAHO"? ("CHAFING CHAFING CHAFING CHAFING...")

With all due props to Buzz Kilman, the time has come for me to kick off a new Pond feature:

TOP TEN BEST BAND NAMES PLAYING THE TOLEDO AREA THIS WEEK (SEP 12-18)

10. Paint Black Walrus--Fri at Fat Tuesdays, Sat at Bronze Boar
9. The Blue Kazoos--Fri at Morris'
8. The Griswolds--Mon at Casa Barron
7. Ninja And The Secret Rage--Sun at Music Suite
6. Froghead--Fri/Sat at M.T. Loonies
5. Don't Ask--Fri/Sat at Michigan Tavern
4. Goin' To Gramma's--Wed at Manhattan's
3. Ten Inch Willy--Fri/Sat at Checkers Pub, Wed/Thu at Club Attitudes
2. D/A And The Prosecutors--Fri at Panama J's

And the number one best band name playing the Toledo area this week (and what a timely choice for today)...

1. The Bastard Sons Of Johnny Cash--Sat at Mickey Finn's Pub

Honorable Mention: Dirty Power--Tue at the High 5 Bar in Columbus

Saturday, September 06, 2003

HELLO CLEVELAND HEIGHTS!

Wow.

What a blast I had in Cleveland Sunday night at the Pansy Division show. I needed until today to recover sufficiently to write this post. Where to begin? What can I tell you? More importantly, what CAN'T I tell you? ;)

Unlike Detroit last October, Paulie and I made sure we arrived at the Grog Shop early so as not to miss anything. And with three other bands opening for them (Three?!) there was plenty of time to spare. From the moment PD got there, we were privileged to spend mucho quality time with them.

After playing roadie and helping them carry their equipment inside, we got to tag along with Patrick, Jon and Luis as they went down the street for sandwiches. (Apparently Chris wasn't hungry.) I kicked myself for not having a tape recorder handy, but nonetheless I gently went into interview mode for the purpose of this here post.

One mystery was cleared up for me when I asked Jon about the song "Blurry Down Below" from the new album. Was it about STDs? Leprosy? Nukes? He explained that it was actually a sort of a sci-fi scenario, about waking up and finding your genitals blurred out much like televised nudity. Think Kafka meets Jackass, I guess.

Another revealing bit of info came as they passed around a write-up on the band in a local paper. The article made mention of Jon's "penis-shaped guitar", to which Jon responded (and I have to paraphrase) "What penis-shaped guitar? I don't have a guitar shaped like a penis. My penis IS shaped like a guitar, though."

Later, back at the Grog Shop, as the other acts played, a guy in the crowd came up to me and handed me a tiny light bulb and said "The tall blond guy [Chris] in your band was looking for a bulb, one of the other bands found it. You're in the band, right?" I told him no, but that I'm friends with them, so I'd see that he got it back. Little did I know how prophetic his question would prove.

Now, during the encore at the Detroit show, several of us requested the song "Flower". For those of you who haven't heard it, the song includes a run-on lyric that goes for about a minute and a half. On the record Jon obviously recorded it in sections which were then edited together. But he was unable to sing it live, so instead they played the song off the CD and lip-synched it as a joke. But since then, after a bit of practice I figured out how to breathe sufficiently to be able to sing it. I told Jon earlier in the evening that if they wanted me to, I could come up on stage and sing it. Jon said "We'll see," and I didn't really expect it to happen.

They played a 16-song set and came back for 2 songs as an encore. Next thing I know Jon tells the crowd "We have a friend here who says he can sing this one..." and before you can say "Star Search" I am on stage performing with Pansy Division!

I half-jokingly asked Jon earlier if they could slow it down for me if we do it. Big mistake. Normally I take 1 breath per line, but they slowed it down to the point where I had to take 2 breaths per line. I muddled through though, AND I stayed in key, something I've been conscious of since Paulie once told me I was off-key on it. I actually ran out of breath on the last two or three words of the very last line, but the crowd didn't seem to care. They went nuts, the band was pleasantly shocked and awed that I made it through, and Paulie was never more proud of me. He got pics of it too which I will scan and post online as soon as I possibly can.

So that was a dream fulfilled for me. Another one was sort of fulfilled as well, but discretion forbids me from writing about it here. Sorry, folks, you'll just have to use your imaginations. ;)

Anyway sorry for the delay of this recap but I'm still coming down off the high. Not to mention my voice is still recovering. But that's really from singing along and shouting throughout the show, not from singing "Flower". So I would imagine once my voice is back at 100% I'll be hitting the local karaoke scene. I really felt in my element up there on stage. Perhaps if PD ever needs a new vocalist...

P.S. One thing's for sure, PD needs a new lead guitarist. Patrick dropped the bombshell on us that this was his final tour with PD (his last show with them is tonight in fact) to concentrate on his own band, Dirty Power. I've added a link to the DP page at right. They've got a video premiering on MTV soon and it will also be viewable on their site soon. Check them out, they fuckin' kick some serious ass!

Thursday, August 28, 2003

EDIT

The purpose of this post is to help shorten the main page here at the Pond. Some recent items such as the "Dove Pond" were getting pretty lengthy, making it hard to load this page. I've managed to trim things down a bit by replacing some of the longer items with links to where they're posted elsewhere. I also republished the last post (Celeb Crushes/Smoking ban) as two separate posts, as I should have done in the first place.

I apologize for the inconvenience. (And nothing else!)
I ALMOST FEEL SORRY FOR THE POOR BASTIDS (NO I DON'T)

Well the smoking ban here in Toledo finally took effect this week, and I gotta tell ya, on the way to work last night I passed a couple of neighborhood bars and of course I got to see small packs of nicotine slaves puttering around out front puffing away. Luckily since I was on my way to work and didn't have the spare time, I was able to resist the temptation to pull the car over so I could laugh and point at them.

"Awww, poor little drug addicts. Wassa matter? Now you can only pollute your own lungs? Awww boo-gy boo-gy boo-gy! Poor things. There there, I know how you feel. Once I was in a McDonald's, and I was eating a Big Mac, and I started to go around to the other customers and spit what I'd chewed down their throats...and would you believe (sniff...sob) the store manager made me go outside! Boo-hoo-hoo! I FEEL YOUR PAIN!!! Losers."

What a splendid site it was. Makes me proud to be a non-smoking Toledoan. Can't wait to go out on the weekends and actually have a social life. See you all on Karaoke night. :) I think I might go join a bowling league too! STEE-RIKE!

Friday, August 01, 2003

IN THIS INSTALLMENT OF THE DOVE POND:

1. AN ESSAY THAT GIVES ME HOPE FOR THE FUTURE
2. SUCK MY DECK
3. WE'RE HERE, WE'RE CANADIAN, GET USED TO IT, EH?
4. HELLO MUDDAH, HELLO FADDAH...GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!
5. BOB HOPE MUST DIE, AND APPARENTLY SO MUST A LOT OF UNKNOWN DOGFACES
6. WOULD YOU HIRE THIS MAN?

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1.
WHAT THE AMERICAN FLAG STANDS FOR
by Charlotte Aldebron

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2.
You want a deck of cards? I got your deck of cards RIGHT HERE!

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3.
IS THERE NO SHAME AT 1600 PENNSYLVANIA AVE.?

After ABC News reporter Jeffrey Kofman did a story from Iraq recently detailing low morale among the troops serving there, the Bush administration reportedly sought to discredit the man rather than refute the message. Apparently someone inside the White House went to cybergossip Matt Drudge and leaked that Kofman was gay. Then, in its effort to further spin the news and muzzle the media, the administration rummaged through Kofman's closet and revealed him to be . . . a Canadian.

Put yourself in Kofman's shoes. What if he hadn't come out yet as a Canadian to his family and friends? There it was, on the Internet for everyone to see. Imagine how difficult it will be now for him at family gatherings or in the office. Awkward silences, punctuated by the occasional, "Boy, that William Shatner is an underrated actor."

It is nothing short of immoral to add to the burden that Kofman must feel as he lives his life as a Canadian. He probably realized at a young age that he was Canadian when, to his horror, it sank in that he was more attracted to hockey than baseball.

Our society already makes it difficult for people to live as Canadians.

Our football fields aren't 110 yards long, and hardly any Americans appreciate Gordon Lightfoot. Adding to their shame are the openly Canadian celebrities who turn their backs on their lifestyle. Peter Jennings became the poster child for ex-Canadians when he earlier this month swore an oath and became an American, and Wayne Gretzky -- Wayne Gretzky -- actually went so far as to marry an American.

The plight of Canadians isn't helped by flamboyant Canadians. We've all seen them marching in their Dominion Day parades, wearing their outrageously flaming red Mountie outfits, waving their Maple Leaf flags and pledging allegiance to their "queen."

To use Kofman's Canadianness as a slur shows how ignorant and intolerant this administration is. We know much more about being Canadian than we did just 10 years ago. For instance, many sociologists now believe that people don't choose to be Canadian, they're born that way.

Instead of deriding Kofman as a Canadian, President Bush should embrace him as being an integral part of the diverse fabric that makes up America.

All people have worth and can contribute to the American dream, even if they're Canadian.

But having the Supreme Court legalize Canadian sex, that's a whole different matter.

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4.
Bring them on, my ass...BRING THEM HOME! Letter from a young soldier in Iraq

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5.
Bob Hope died, and the multimillionaire semi-funny right-wing golf-loving non-combatant gets Federal flags at half staff (Bush's actual decree).

Meanwhile... another sweet son of America dies, far before his 100th birthday, without experiencing accolades, television lights, or golf games with Presidents. All he did was go to Iraq and get killed in a Humvee...anonymously.

Think about this: I mean it... THINK about this.

Ponder this.

What does THIS say about America? How painfully revealing is this about the "cult of personality" that we've become? What does this fawning and gushing over the timely and wholly expected death of an obscenely wealthy and well-connected entertainer say about the character of our President?

Bush did not declare that flags should fly reverentially at half-staff for any of the 68 non-celebrity American soldiers who have died since he decided the war was "over" on May 1st.

No. The Texas cheerleader decreed, instead, that the flags at Federal institutions shall fly at half staff for... the century-old wealthy comedian. Un huh.

After all, who in the hell was that poor schmoe dead Marine? And who in the hell cares?

Michael J. Young
San Diego CA

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6.
WOULD YOU HIRE THIS MAN?

RESUME OF GEORGE W. BUSH

Thursday, July 17, 2003

COMING SOON TO THE DUCKPOND: ALBUM REVIEWS!

With Arthur Kill's "Addiction" album being officially released August 1st (I've had it since March, because I'm cool), and with Pansy Division's "Total Entertainment" album being released August 12th (I've already ordered it), I'll be rolling out my new Pond side feature, Duck Pond Album Reviews.

Way cool. The new PD album comes out (pun intended) on the 12th. As if the day wasn't special enough. ALF's b-day, the Perseids, the 1-year anniversary of the infamous "Paula" pic, and now the brand thpanking new PD CD. Can 8/12 get any cooler?

Thursday, July 03, 2003

RANDOM ACTS OF GEAKISHNESS

R.A.O.G. was a regular (or should I say irregular?) feature in AG! The Geak Newsletter (of which the Duck Pond is obviously the reincarnation...of sorts...of) and since I'm still trying to cover up for a severe case of writer's block, what say we dust it off and give it a new life here on this newfangled internet thingy?

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AWARD FOLLOW-UP

Um, you folks never did weigh in with your votes on the two undecided awards from 2002. So as usual I took matters into my own hands. Here's the winners. Don't like 'em? Tough. Next time, speak up.

Album Of The Year: "Absurd Pop Song Romance", Pansy Division
Music Video Of The Year: "Trouble", Coldplay

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(The following item was emailed to me by my sis.)

MOUSE BALLS

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HAVE YOU CLICKED THE PICK TO CLICK?

Because if you haven't, you really should. This Mark Morford dude writes some damn good stuff. Go. Click. Now. Read. Enjoy. Up and to the right. There ya go.

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THWAP!

It fascinates me no end, it boggles my mind, it keeps me up days, the fact that no matter how many sprays and bug bombs and laser-guided insecticides the good people at Johnson Wax put on the market, the best way for me to kill off all these damn flies that, thanks to my bro opening a basement window he really shouldn't have opened, are now constantly invading my personal space, is with a cheap plastic flyswatter. Maybe the same technology would help solve our current George W. Bush infestation. "Hey Dubya!" "What?" *THWAP!* "Stop it."

Wednesday, July 02, 2003

SODA WARS 2003

Um, yeah. Yawn. Let's get ready to rumble. Ho hum.

MOUNTAIN DEW LIVEWIRE VS. TROPICAL SPRITE REMIX

Well, in the color department, it's no contest. TSR is clear and therefore no match for the overwhelming orangeness of MDL. In the flavor department, a similar result. TSR's light fruity bouquet gets completely bitch-slapped by ORANGE! ORANGE! ORANGE! Did I mention MDL is ORANGE?

Mind you, I love orange, the flavor as well as the color. It's the color of ALF, after all. But the problem is, MDL is so orange that there remains little if any detectable Mountain Dew flavor in it. It might just as well be plain and simple orange soda. And TSR is something completely, or at least distinctively, different from regular Sprite.

And it is on these grounds that, despite the fact that MDL made TSR its thoroughly submissive bitch in this contest, I must, in good conscience, disqualify MDL and declare TSR the winner, in much the same way that Andy Kaufman won his infamous wrestling match despite being mercilessly piledriven by Jerry Lawler.

THE WINNER AND 2003 SODA WARS CHAMPION, CURRENTLY BEING TRANSPORTED BY AMBULANCE TO FAYGO GENERAL HOSPITAL COMPLETE WITH A BIG NECK BRACE AROUND THE BOTTLE: TROPICAL SPRITE RRRRRRRRRREMIX!!!!!

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

I'M A VISIONARY! AND I DIDN'T EVEN NEED PEYOTE!

Below is the rough draft of the NWOPC Vision Statement and Points of Unity, which I helped craft. Thought you'd all find it interesting.

(P.S. Below is now the revised/codified version, which we now use as a flyer at our weekly demonstrations.)

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NORTHWEST OHIO PEACE COALITION
Weekly meetings: Mondays 7pm, First Unitarian Church, Bancroft and Collingwood
Phone: 419-255-7552
Website: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/nwopc

NWOPC Vision Statement

NWOPC continues in the building of a mass movement for peace, social justice and environmental responsibility. Our movement respects the self-determination, human rights and well-being of all people and promotes the ecologically responsible, just and equitable preservation and use of the earth's natural resources. We strive to embody the values we espouse in our day-to-day activities, in the coalitions we build, and in the world we are working to create. NWOPC will be vigilant in addressing oppression based on age, class, cultural heritage, disability, ethnicity, gender, nationality, race, religion, and sexual orientation.

As non-violent residents of the Northwest Ohio area and as citizens of the world, it is imperative that we monitor the actions and policies of our local and national communities, sovereign nations, and corporations, and we assert our right to hold them publicly accountable for their actions and policies.

We say NO to war in all its manifestations.

Points of Unity

1. We seek global peace through non-violent social, economic and environmental justice. Violence comes in many forms: from individuals as well as from nation-states and corporations. Violence only serves to perpetuate itself. We will work to understand the root causes of violence and we will work for global peace by assuring that all human beings on this earth attain social, economic and political equality.

2. We oppose militarism and war. The Bush administration's current policies encourage the proliferation of weapons of mass destruction. Countries labeled as part of the "axis of evil" will logically arm themselves to discourage the possibility of a U.S. attack. This will only cause more terrorism here and abroad. The U.S. "war against terrorism" cannot be won, it will only serve to turn us from a civil society into a military one for a long time to come. We oppose the current expansions on military spending and will expose the risks of such actions. If we continue to prioritize militarism, military spending, and corporate greed above the welfare of our communities, the quality of our public services and the education of our children will suffer.

3. We uphold the democratic and human rights of all people at all times. We will work to examine and reveal how U.S. foreign policy leads to a perception of arrogance globally and to racial and class discrimination in the United States, thereby challenging the security and well-being of all. For example, U.S. military involvement is on the rise in Latin America, Africa, and Asia. U.S. political, economic and military aid is fueling Israel's rise as an unchallengeable regional military power and sustains Israel's illegal occupation of the Palestinian West Bank, Gaza, and East Jerusalem. We oppose the drive to expand U.S. control over other nations and will work to rectify the situation.

4. Justice not vengeance: bring the perpetrators of violence to justice through established principles of international law. Only the U.S. and Australia refused to sign a treaty forming an international criminal court. This signals to the community of nations that the U.S. does not stand for the rule of law and refuses to be accountable for its actions. We will work to educate our community about the dangers of pre-emptive war and forced regime change.

5. We stand in defense of civil liberties. Although we mourn the victims and condemn the attacks of 9/11, we will not stand by and allow civil liberties and civil rights to be stripped away as a consequence. Since the 9/11 attacks, Congress has passed a new law entitled the U.S.A. P.A.T.R.I.O.T Act (Uniting and Strengthening America by Providing Appropriate Tools Required to Intercept and Obstruct Terrorism Act) which makes it possible for secret government searches of homes and offices, perpetual monitoring of telephones, e-mails, and library and credit card use, as well as the jailing of citizens and non-citizens on the basis of mere suspicion and without due process. All these trends represent a dangerous precedent for the people of this country.

Revised 7/21/03

Friday, June 20, 2003

STOP THE GAY CANADIANS!
First icky legalized homosexual marriage, then the apocalypse. Conservative America trembles
By Mark Morford

Monday, June 09, 2003

IN THIS INSTALLMENT OF "THE DOVE POND":

1. LIKE HITLER, LIKE BUSH...THINK ABOUT IT, WON'T YOU? (VEN GEORGE DUBYA SAYS 'VE IS ZE MASTER RACE...')
2. "THE MOST OBSCENE AND OFFENSIVE WORD IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE IS SPELLED F-C-C."--YOURS TRULY ON THE ED TYLL SHOW, CIRCA 1990
3. WHY I DIG NEW ZEALAND (BTW DON'T TAKE THE BROWN ACID...OH NO, IT'S ANOTHER PLASTIC HATCHBACK!)
4. QUOTABLE QUOTE (BTW HOW CAN I NOT LIKE CLINTON? AFTER ALL, WE HAVE A LOT IN COMMON! TEE-HEE!)

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ITEM #1:
THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY -- AN INTERPRETATION OF BUSH'S CHARACTER
by John Chuckman, Counterpunch, May 27

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ITEM #2:
DISNEYAOLVIACOM OWNS YOUR ASS
After all, who the hell wants diversity and choice in major media? Thanks, FCC!
by Mark Morford, June 4

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WE'LL RETURN TO THE DOVE POND IN A MOMENT, BUT FIRST A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR...

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YOU CAN BE DELIRIOUSLY HAPPY - HERE'S HOW

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AND NOW BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED ANARCHY...

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ITEM #3:
PREPARE FOR MORE HALLUCINATIONS FROM THE GULF WAR SYNDROME
by Mark Steel, New Zealand Herald, May 30

I think I've detected a new type of Gulf War Syndrome, a shocking disease that attacks the nervous system.

It afflicts anyone defending the latest Gulf war, making them see piles of imaginary weapons.

For example, one American soldier, interviewed after his regiment shot dead 14 demonstrating Iraqis, said his regiment was under attack, adding: "It was like the Alamo out there."

Yet not a single US soldier or US thing of any nature was dented by a bullet.

But this is a mild attack compared with the delusions of those victims who, for a year before the war, were certain they were in the presence of weapons of mass destruction.

Now Donald Rumsfeld is suggesting the reason they cannot be found is because they were destroyed before the war started. So we went to war to rid Saddam of weapons that were already destroyed.

We had no choice in this, because the destroyed weapons could have been used against us, or fallen into the hands of al Qaeda, who would then have been able to take them down to the council dump or maybe sell them for scrap.

In any case, as he had destroyed them, this meant he couldn't hand any over to weapons inspectors, which was a flagrant breach of UN resolution 1441. If he wanted to comply with the UN he would have built a nuclear plant so he could hand it over but, typically, he had no interest in co-operating.

The lack of weapons is embarrassing for the British Government, so you get statements like that by Foreign Secretary Jack Straw when he said it didn't make much difference that there was no "literal" evidence.

If only we were happy to accept conceptual evidence or imaginary evidence or evidence in which Straw puts an ashtray on the table and says: "So let's say this is his bunker. Then this salt pot here is his anthrax. Well there you are, there's his weapons of mass destruction."

Then there's astrological evidence, documented evidence from tea leaves, evidence that Nostradamus predicted a man with a moustache would threaten the land of the eagle with deadly vapour, but knee-jerk anti-Americans persist in demanding the literal type.

And presumably, because Saddam only destroyed the weapons because the threat of war was real, once they had been destroyed we had to have the war anyway as otherwise the threat of war would have turned out not to have been real, creating an unsolvable philosophical puzzle.

The amazing part is the Americans aren't even trying to lie properly. They almost take enjoyment from implying, "So what if we made it up, what's anyone going to do about it?"

They're like someone having an affair with a married woman in the office, having to keep things secret but desperately wishing they could stand in the middle of the room yelling: "Guess what I've been doing".

In some ways you can almost respect them. They made no secret, before the twin towers were bombed, of their "Project for the New American Century" with its military aiming for "full-spectrum dominance".

The really annoying people are the politicians who still think the war was fought to make the world a safer place.

Ironically it seems that the anti-war movement in this country did more than anything to stem the growth of militant Islam. Several imams and Muslim leaders have stated how the scale of the movement made it hard for militant groups to argue that all Westerners were the enemy.

Even more infuriating is the certainty that the same people who fell for the lies will fall for them all over again.

Already Iran is turning out to be backing terrorists and producing weapons of mass destruction. You would think the Americans could at least be original and say they are breeding dinosaurs or have made contact with Voldemort or something.

And, almost inevitably, as we hear stories of how atrocious Iran is, we refuse to believe an asylum-seeker who has been tortured in Iran.

Then, when he sews up his eyes and mouth in protest, the attitude of those most enthusiastic about backing America is: "Well, where did he get the needle and thread from, eh? That's our taxes paying for that cotton. We're mugs I tell you, mugs."

Blair believed that his actions would be proved right. Instead we've become the country that has officially no friends.

But so wild are his Gulf war sickness hallucinations, it must be almost certain that his response will be to say: "I fully support the bid for America to have a regular entry in the Eurovision Song Contest."

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ITEM #4:
QUOTE OF THE DAY

"Once upon a time, we impeached a sitting President for lying under oath about sexual trysts. No one died, no one had their legs or arms or face or genitals blown off because of the lies of a President who had been caught with his pants down. Today in America, we endure a sitting President who lied for months about the threat posed by a sovereign nation. That nation was invaded and attacked, and thousands died because of it. The aftereffects of this action will be felt for generations to come. The very democracy which gives us meaning as a country has been put in peril by these deeds. When the smoke cleared, every reason for that war was proven to be a lie.

Of course, there will be no impeachment with a Republican Congress. This must not dissuade us from demanding satisfaction. Let the House be brought to order. Gavel the members to attention, and let the evidence be brought forth. Let there be justice for the living and the dead. Let this man Bush be impeached and cleansed from office for the lies he has told. These are not innocent lies. The dead remember."

--William Rivers Pitt, "We Used to Impeach Liars"

Friday, May 30, 2003

NO MORE CLEAR CHANNELS! STOP THE FCC MEDIA GIVEAWAY!

The FCC is poised to approve the most dramatic changes to media ownership regulations in decades. Leading the charge is FCC Chairman Michael Powell, Colin Powell's son, who essentially declared war on diversity in media at the same time that his father was spearheading the war against Iraq.

Thursday, media activists and concerned citizens protested at Clear Channel radio stations throughout the United States with the message: No More Clear Channels! Stop the FCC Media Giveaway!

Clear Channel Communications is the poster child of everything that's wrong with media deregulation. After the media deregulation of 1996, Clear Channel gobbled up hundreds of radio stations throughout the country and now owns more than 1200 stations nationwide, dominating the audience share in 100 of 112 major markets. Not only is the company the world's largest radio broadcaster, it's also the world largest concert promoter and billboard advertising firm. Clear Channel promotes a cookie-cutter style radio that has urban stations throughout the country seemingly playing the same seven songs. It shuts out independent artists and eliminates local programming. The company also uses its stations to promote its right-wing political agenda, such as the pro-war rallies that Clear Channel has sponsored in numerous cities since the start of the war against Iraq. In San Francisco, Clear Channel station KMEL fired popular public affairs director Davey D after he invited anti-war Congresswoman Barbara Lee to speak on a KMEL public affairs show.

There's still time, campers, to email the FCC and Congress. Let's send them a message before the June 2 FCC vote on media deregulation: Protest Clear Channel radio and the media monopoly! We demand truth over profit, diversity over monopoly!

Sponsored in part by The Prometheus Radio Project

Thursday, May 29, 2003

(Gosh, do you sense an ongoing theme here in the Duck Pond lately? Maybe I should change it to the Dove Pond? Hey, works for me. Any of you got a prob with that? Why not leave a comment? Oh, that's right, you can't anymore. Why? Because I gave yas ample opportunity to do so and only one of you seized it, and only wrote 2 lame-ass words at that. So the comment sections are toast. Gone. Toodle-oo. Plus the voting on Best Post: Year 1 has been cancelled. Same reason. Congrats. You have cast your vote by your silence. I'm driving. Get in the back seat where you belong. Wanna make your voice heard? Get your own damn blog. Meanwhile, since you're here, sit back and relax and ride the waves of my mind...)

MORE EXCERPTS FROM THE NWOPC NEWSLETTER

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Earth (the dot in the middle) as seen from 3.7 billion miles away by the Voyager 1 spacecraft, on 6/6/1990.

Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light.

--Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

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I see the corporate media and the government as a covert oppressor, like Iago, who comes in the guise of a friend, but secretly covets what you have. The government pretends to be our friend and protector when they are really our oppressor. Clear Channel is Iago, playing anthems and providing chants and posters on the one hand, then perpetuating the ignorance of the masses on the other by controlling the (right agenda) message, not providing any answers or solutions and playing on people's fears and hopelessness.--Mitch Balonek

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Alaska Says No to Patriot Act

Alaska has joined a growing national rebellion against the USA Patriot Act, voting to oppose the massive federal anti-terrorism law passed by Congress soon after Sept. 11, 2001. Alaska's measure goes further than most, advising police and other state agencies not to "initiate, participate in, or assist or cooperate with an inquiry, investigation, surveillance or detention" if there is not "reasonable suspicion of criminal activity under Alaska State law."
http://abcnews.go.com/sections/us/DailyNews/alaska_patriot030523.html

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AT LAST, WMD'S FOUND... ER, IN MARYLAND
- musta been destroyed before the War started, eh?

http://www.guardian.co.uk/usa/story/0,12271,965319,00.html

'US finds evidence of WMD at last - buried in a field near Maryland'

Julian Borger in Washington, Wednesday May 28, 2003, The Guardian

The good news for the Pentagon yesterday was that its investigators had finally unearthed evidence of weapons of mass destruction, including 100 vials of anthrax and other dangerous bacteria. The bad news was that the stash was found, not in Iraq, but fewer than 50 miles from Washington, near Fort Detrick in the Maryland countryside.

The anthrax was a non-virulent strain, and the discoveries are apparently remnants of an abandoned germ warfare programme. They merited only a local news item in the Washington Post.

But suspicious finds in Iraq have made front-page news (before later being cleared), given the failure of US military inspection teams to find evidence of the weapons that were the justification for the March invasion.

Even more embarrassing for the Pentagon, there was no documentation about the various biological agents disposed of at the US bio-defence centre at Fort Detrick. Iraq's failure to come up with paperwork proving the destruction of its biological arsenal was portrayed by the US as evidence of deception in the run-up to the war.

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LAST BUT NOT LEAST, JUST IN CASE YOU'RE TOO LAZY TO CLICK THE PICK TO CLICK, HERE'S THE LATEST FROM MARK MORFORD...

The Great Teen Sex Conundrum: Should American teens actually be encouraged to have really good, healthy sex?
By Mark Morford

Don't look now because oh my goodness it's about sex, and teens, and it turns out that more teens are having sex at younger and younger ages and until now no one really knew just how dire and/or fascinating and/or calamitous it all was and who pray who will save the children?

Turns out, this new Kaiser Family Foundation survey says, that boys in particular are feeling the peer pressure to have sex even more than girls, and sometimes gasp horror alcohol and even oh my God say it isn't so drugs are lubricating factors in the divine clumsy groping interactions, can you believe it and isn't that shocking.

Also: Four in 10 sexually active teens have found it necessary to use pregnancy tests, and more than half (!) of 15- to 17-year-olds say they've been with someone sexually, and two in three have gone the full sexual distance by high school graduation. Oh dear.

These are the latest findings. This is the latest study, more comprehensive than most regarding the sexual behavior of the young, because it's apparently some sort of social barometer, like gas prices or economic forecasts or bikini styles, something very telling and something about which we should all be very concerned as we guzzle our cocktails and smoke our pot and have our sex even when we don't really want to.

Always fascinating and strange and weirdly uninformative, these teen-sex surveys are, as frowning family-planning/Bible/gov't groups across the board take it all to mean either the apocalypse is nigh or juvenile debauchery is rampant and those extraterrestrial teens are outta control and dangerous and sometimes drunk and condomless and Something Must Be Done, though no one has any idea exactly what.

Teen sex is that often unstable, panicky, unapproachable cultural subject most lawmakers -- and many parents -- seem loathe to really want to acknowledge in any real way, no one really wanting to think of the young as the new and explosively sexual creatures they so obviously are, what with all those taints of abuse and groping priests and screeching pedophilia headlines swirling in the cultural miasma.

So, tentative laws get passed. Hugely ineffectual scare-tactic programs with names like "Get Real About AIDS" and "Reducing the Risk" get launched, utterly limp multimillion-dollar GOP-funded anti-sex campaigns like "Sex Can Wait" splash all over schools promoting the joys of abstinence or the joys of waiting until marriage or the joys of praying to Jesus to stop those vile delicious pictures in your dad's Hustler or your mom's erotica collection from slipping like hot silk into your every thought, when not a single one of those things contains a single iota of anything resembling joy.

Meanwhile, the hormonally fire-breathing teens get utterly pummeled. Media is insanely saturated with sexed-up images, TV shows and magazines and videos and movies and whatshername from that odious little Lizzie McGuire movie stuck on billboards across America in a skintight tank top and a Spandex butt-hugging miniskirt looking all flirty and nubile and coyly edible. God, but we are invidious hypocrites.

This is the vicious double standard. This is the insane mixed message, worse than it ever was, hammering into these sexually mal-educated kids the idea that sex is, of course, the greatest goddamn thing in the entire history of the known universe ever and is the only thing really worth living for, and is concomitantly also the ickiest most disease-riddled guilt-packed disgustingly wrong and blasphemous and abusive and victimizing act you can ever do with another person with the notable exception of convincing them to turn Republican.

Want to know what's really to blame for the vast majority of sad teen pregnancies and drunken backseat gropings and really unpleasant de-virginizing experiences in this country?

Want to know the root cause of nearly every crude high school lug thinking sex means pumping like a jackhammer for two grunting minutes and every beautiful girl thinking sexual pleasure means lying there frozen and pretending to moan for those two same minutes? You got it -- it's that very same mixed message.

This is the problem. There is no survey that addresses true teen sex. There is no data, no stats, no one really celebrating the idea that, because teens are, have always been and will continue to be, absolutely and insanely sexually demonically possessed, that maybe, just maybe they should be, gasp oh my God don't say it, encouraged to enjoy sex as the raw and real and consensual and mutually beneficial and sticky and wonderful and tricky and deeply mindful but ultimately glorious act it so bafflingly is. Wow what a radical notion.

Here is what will never happen in your lifetime but really, really should: Raw and wide-open and casually explicit and non-insultingly dumbed-down sex ed for every teen, beginning in junior high and continuing every year until graduation, in every school in every town and every city and every teen.

Not just indifferent medical diagrams and color charts and awful educational films about reproduction and hormones and the horrors of STDs, but actual raw and real and human and humorous and dirty discussion, full of swear words and slang and laughter and notions of love and respect and orgasm and true information.

I advocate, in a nutshell, nothing short of a revolution in sex ed in this nation. Possible? Absolutely. Probable? No way.

And it's tragic, really. Because perhaps more than anything else, what we need right now in this country (and, yes, on this planet), is a fresh population of deeply sexually attuned and comfortable and nonabusive citizens. Oh what a difference that would make.

We need more orgasms and less whining. More lubrication, less ignorance. More sensual body awareness, less stiff flabby awkward pain. More deep sticky joy, less cold bitter fear. Go ahead, try and refute.

There exists this very correct theory: Nearly every war and every despot and every uptight sneering power-mad leader and every warmongering culture is a direct result of that culture's or that leader's deep-seated sexual frustration and sexual unfulfillment and sexual angst.

Let's put it another way: A sexually aware planet is a soothed planet. An informed and open-minded and ecstatically satisfied nation is a peaceful nation. A sexually open and healthy and sticky and respectful citizen is a happy and productive citizen. Clear enough?

And it starts, of course, with teenagers. Don't we want to help our children? Give them a better life, more happiness, leave them a more openly and divinely orgasmic world? Of course we do. After all, what could be more patriotic than that?