A Sensible Proposal
What James Wimberly said here.
Back tomorrow.
What James Wimberly said here.
Back tomorrow.
Hilzoy, you will be missed. Clearly one of the best voices in blogging is packing it in. Best wishes.
You've probably heard about this. Here's what I hope happens:
Enough already,
Here's how the golpistas in Honduras operate:
These are the people with whom you are making common cause, Senator DeMint, Congressmen Rohrbacher, Burton, Mack and Fortenberry.
What lovely company you keep.
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Dahlia Lithwick nails it:
"(T)he strangest part of the Sarah Palin saga will always be her loathing of the media. She never failed to remind us that she didn't like being 'filtered.' She only wanted to talk directly to us, her listeners. Yet the reason Sarah Palin continues to have any kind of political force at all in this country is because of the media 'filter.' The media helped refine and define her Dada statements and arguments into something that briefly sounded like a coherent worldview."
"(Palin) only matters as long as the media continues to give her a lot more coverage than it gives other Republican governors with similar ambitions and less checkered records. Palin hurt McCain in the election and collapsed after she returned to Alaska. Her story is not profound. It is a farce. The politician who loathes, but is completely dependent upon, the media. If Sarah Palin didn't exist, Christopher Buckley would have to invent her."
While I detest and despise pretty much everything associated with Silvio Berlusconi, except Italy itself, I'm glad to see an American football player like Oguchi Onyewu get a chance to play for a major side like AC Milan. Well done!
I don't think so . . .
Thank goodness there is a happy ending.
I agree with Boz. Oscar Arias is the best choice to negotiate a solution to the crisis in Honduras. He's sagacious, credible and has an excellent reputation.
Greg Weeks fillets the Honduras Supreme Court's rationale for taking the actions they did.
Not a day goes by when I don't think of you, Dad. You would have been 80 today. How blessed I was to call you Dad; how sad I remain that you're not here with us.
I'd much rather celebrate the day you arrived than the day you left. How I wish you were still here.
Apparently the stupidity and incoherence of Sarah Palin infests her staff:
For the sake of our discourse can we please stop using asinine sports metaphors such as the one that shows up around minute four in the video above.
Just for the record, Ms. Stapleton, yes, a point guard will pass the ball to someone else, but they don't often pass the bill then vacate the court, leaving their team to play four against five.
What utter idiocy.
Regardless of how one feels about Manuel Zelaya, the idea, after all Latin America has been through over the centuries, that political differences are to be settled by calling in the military to peremptorily remove the president and exile - in violation of the law - should horrify anyone who supports democracy in Latin America.
The right-wing as exemplified by the reliably clueless Mary Anastasia O'Grady, and the silly-assed Alvaro Vargas Llosa applaud the fact that the coup leaders simply took the easy way out: instead of meeting and attempting to negotiate and iron out their differences, they rely on the military to solve the problem. So while O'Grady and the hijo of Mario Vargas Llosa applaud this move, what would they say if a similar act took place against their beloved Alvaro Uribe who is also seeking to extend his mandate? I have no doubt that they would be screaming about the injustice and calling on the OAS to act. So would I, and that is probably the major difference between us.
The side they support, by the way, appears to be openly racist towards our president. This is the company the likes of O'Grady and company are keeping.
Unlike these folks:
According to the Honduran military, two wrongs do, in fact, make a right.
This is a scene from the 74th and Roosevelt Avenue subway station in Jackson Heights, the stop where I get on an off every day. It was taken this afternoon and it has been the same scene every afternoon this week:
They are watching ancient Michael Jackson videos being broadcast by a record store in the station.
Enough already. Read a book, hug somebody, get a life, do something productive.
By the way, I'm glad to see this article by the brilliant Kelefa Sanneh. If you were alive in the 1970's you knew Soul Makossa. Say whatever you want about Michael Jackson in this instance he was hardly an original. The fact that Manu Dibango had to pursue MJ to protect his rights as MJ used his material without crediting him (Rihanna apparently may have done the same) is inexcusable. We all know what the word to describe someone who uses someone else's property is. Manu Dibango is a classy guy.
Can we also get rid of the "sampling" euphemism, please? If someone else created something and you used it without crediting it, you're copying, or to be more accurate, plagiarizing.
I have assiduously avoided commenting on Michael Jackson as I could really care less.
There are scores of far more talented musicians who died far too long before their time through no fault of their own. I feel far more inclined to mourn the early passings of Clifford Brown, Michael Brecker, Lee Morgan, Charles Mingus, Gary McFarland and Bill Evans. But of course they never have gotten the attention of a Michael Jackson.
One of the sweeter benefits of living in New York are the museums. Although the major museums in the city such as MOMA, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Guggenheim, the Museum of Natural History and the Whitney Museum, among others are in Manhattan, many more are scattered around the city.
In my neighborhood less than a mile away is the Louis Armstrong House Museum. About a week ago Mercia and I were looking for the exact location of this museum during a bicycle ride. We knew we were on the right block and asked several people in the neighborhood, none of whom seemed to know, Finally, I asked an African-American man and he looked at me strangely and said "How am I supposed to know where he lives? I don't even know him!"
Rather than explain I just turned away. With the endless coverage of the death of MJ, I still believe the real tragedy is that a young man had no idea who one of the greatest entertainers in the history of music was.
Luz Arce: Inferno: A Story of Terror and Survival in Chile (Living in Latin America)
Michela Wrong: I Didn't Do It for You: How the World Betrayed a Small African Nation (P.S.)
Franklin Foer: How Soccer Explains the World : An Unlikely Theory of Globalization
HOWARD W. FRENCH: A Continent for the Taking : The Tragedy and Hope of Africa
Jorge Edwards: Persona Non Grata : A Memoir of Disenchantment with the Cuban Revolution
Aviva Chomsky: The Cuba Reader: History, Culture, Politics (Latin America Readers)
John Gimlette: At the Tomb of the Inflatable Pig : Travels Through Paraguay
John Dinges: The Condor Years: How Pinochet and His Allies Brought Terrorism to Three Continents
Gabriela Nouzeilles: The Argentina Reader: History, Culture, Politics
Robert M. Levine: The Brazil Reader: History, Culture, Politics (Latin American Readers)
Geoffrey Robertson: Crimes Against Humanity: The Struggle for Global Justice
Samantha Power: A Problem from Hell : America and the Age of Genocide
Ann Louise Bardach: Cuba Confidential: Love and Vengeance in Miami and Havana
Luciana Souza: Duos II (*****)
Andy Bey: American Song (*****)
Luciana Souza: Brazilian Duos (*****)
Luciana Souza: Neruda (*****)
Milton Nascimento: Pietá (*****)
Luciana Souza: North and South (*****)
Celso Fonseca: Natural (****)
Renato Braz: Outro Quilombo (*****)