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Jul. 21st, 2010 07:52 amAn interesting race debacle between a FAUX news excerpt, the NAACP's reaction, and the subsequent reaction by my own USDA: http://www.cnn.com/2010/POLITICS/07/20/agriculture.employee.naacp/?hpt=Sbin
Short version:
Fox shows short clip of black female saying something racist sounding (as defense for racism in tea party)
NAACP calls for her head at USDA where she works in a program that gives farmers assistance (to not sound "reverse" racist)
USDA asks for, and she gives, her resignation
Full clip surfaces showing the quote was a story about how she overcame her own racist tendencies, helped the white people discussed, and the whole keebang predates her USDA work entirely
White people in question surface and give thanks for this person who helped them save their farm
NAACP retracts their criticism of her and says they were duped by the faux edit
Next? Oh this: USDA reconsiders accepting the resignation when they get the full story
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100721/ap_on_go_ca_st_pe/us_usda_racism_resignation
LAST NIGHT I WENT TO SEE IRON FUCKING MAIDEN
That was an interesting experience - fun as hell too. That was a...a very mixed crowd.
Pregaming like mad in the parking lot of the Nissan lube pavilion, where Elise, Vince, and I pulled up in the family mini-van (the one with the DOOOOM license plate that has the coy "educate, advocate, eradicate" tag)
I had one of those odd moments where I saw my reflection and I just looked...old. Really, really, old. Like my face was melting and turning funny colors old. Like "The incredible melting man" old.
There were plenty of people in their 40s and 50s there, but also a range of people including ... their kids. Lots of parents with kids at the show. While we worried about the ears of the unborn in the pregger chick, we saw kids wearing earplugs including giant protective gunshot-shielding earmuffs on younger children. No kids running loose.
Vince cracked people up when guys were hooting about hot girls in stilettos, observing that when it rained they were in trouble. To this the nearby girls cracked up...knowing the result of a look, now that's hot. I also got more random "likes" on my offensive phrase/obscure band" t-shirt.
The "don't wear the t-shirt" to the show rule was flaunted utterly. I looked around all day thinking the shirts were from target and walmart (where I always see fake old ac/dc shirts), but many were buying shirts at the stands and swapping right there. Oddly it turns out you can buy all those things on their website - including the "distressed look" t-shirts.
You know the "don't wear the t-shirt at the show" rule is an anti-poser rule that has been usurped by poseurs, right? The original idea was "Don't go to the show of a band you never heard of, buy the shirt, put it on, and try to look like you have a long history digging the band and belong there." This was misinterpreted by posers, who don't care enough to get the full story, as "don't wear the shirt." Somehow that is the common interpretation. I say if you wear the shirt from 2, 5, or more than 10 years ago and it's genuinely old that shows a long-term loyalty of fanning that band.
The opening band oddly kept talking to "Bristow," a place I've never heard of. IM rightfully referred to the scene as DC and VA with the general area. They also apologized for BP...
IM was a surprisingly energetic with their...4 guitarists? It was a busy stage, and Bruce D was completely nuts. I'm watching the guy run around all night and thinking he's in great shape! They're also...very happy, very crowd pleasey. I guess I'd be happy if I had lived off of music for over 30 years?
Mostly they played stuff from 2000 on (thanks Elise) and I didn't recognize a bit of it, but they helped us retirees out at the end when they encored with a bunch of stuff from albums I have on vinyl. I didn't expect the screens to show an Eddie cam...
The last encore was odd to me...running free from their first album. Very cool to play, but thinking of the teenage runaway angle of the song is kinda funny - do you cheer the old feeling and dreams you had, or hide your face in shame over how you and your reality turned out?
EDIT - forgot to mention lots of herbal medicines were detectable in the audience. Not so much tobacco smoke, but man weed kept wafting about. I don't want any, but somehow it made me feel happy to just smell it out there. Nostalgia?
Short version:
Fox shows short clip of black female saying something racist sounding (as defense for racism in tea party)
NAACP calls for her head at USDA where she works in a program that gives farmers assistance (to not sound "reverse" racist)
USDA asks for, and she gives, her resignation
Full clip surfaces showing the quote was a story about how she overcame her own racist tendencies, helped the white people discussed, and the whole keebang predates her USDA work entirely
White people in question surface and give thanks for this person who helped them save their farm
NAACP retracts their criticism of her and says they were duped by the faux edit
Next? Oh this: USDA reconsiders accepting the resignation when they get the full story
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100721/ap_on_go_ca_st_pe/us_usda_racism_resignation
LAST NIGHT I WENT TO SEE IRON FUCKING MAIDEN
That was an interesting experience - fun as hell too. That was a...a very mixed crowd.
Pregaming like mad in the parking lot of the Nissan lube pavilion, where Elise, Vince, and I pulled up in the family mini-van (the one with the DOOOOM license plate that has the coy "educate, advocate, eradicate" tag)
I had one of those odd moments where I saw my reflection and I just looked...old. Really, really, old. Like my face was melting and turning funny colors old. Like "The incredible melting man" old.
There were plenty of people in their 40s and 50s there, but also a range of people including ... their kids. Lots of parents with kids at the show. While we worried about the ears of the unborn in the pregger chick, we saw kids wearing earplugs including giant protective gunshot-shielding earmuffs on younger children. No kids running loose.
Vince cracked people up when guys were hooting about hot girls in stilettos, observing that when it rained they were in trouble. To this the nearby girls cracked up...knowing the result of a look, now that's hot. I also got more random "likes" on my offensive phrase/obscure band" t-shirt.
The "don't wear the t-shirt" to the show rule was flaunted utterly. I looked around all day thinking the shirts were from target and walmart (where I always see fake old ac/dc shirts), but many were buying shirts at the stands and swapping right there. Oddly it turns out you can buy all those things on their website - including the "distressed look" t-shirts.
You know the "don't wear the t-shirt at the show" rule is an anti-poser rule that has been usurped by poseurs, right? The original idea was "Don't go to the show of a band you never heard of, buy the shirt, put it on, and try to look like you have a long history digging the band and belong there." This was misinterpreted by posers, who don't care enough to get the full story, as "don't wear the shirt." Somehow that is the common interpretation. I say if you wear the shirt from 2, 5, or more than 10 years ago and it's genuinely old that shows a long-term loyalty of fanning that band.
The opening band oddly kept talking to "Bristow," a place I've never heard of. IM rightfully referred to the scene as DC and VA with the general area. They also apologized for BP...
IM was a surprisingly energetic with their...4 guitarists? It was a busy stage, and Bruce D was completely nuts. I'm watching the guy run around all night and thinking he's in great shape! They're also...very happy, very crowd pleasey. I guess I'd be happy if I had lived off of music for over 30 years?
Mostly they played stuff from 2000 on (thanks Elise) and I didn't recognize a bit of it, but they helped us retirees out at the end when they encored with a bunch of stuff from albums I have on vinyl. I didn't expect the screens to show an Eddie cam...
The last encore was odd to me...running free from their first album. Very cool to play, but thinking of the teenage runaway angle of the song is kinda funny - do you cheer the old feeling and dreams you had, or hide your face in shame over how you and your reality turned out?
EDIT - forgot to mention lots of herbal medicines were detectable in the audience. Not so much tobacco smoke, but man weed kept wafting about. I don't want any, but somehow it made me feel happy to just smell it out there. Nostalgia?
