“I know it don’t thrill you, I hope it don’t kill you,” as the old (very old!) song goes!
Well, Historiann is back from vacation. (Why can’t famille Historiann just rent a beach house somewhere like normal vacationers, instead of doing the Indianapolis 500 from southern New England to Northern New England and back again, from the Green and White Mountains to Narragansett Bay?) But, it was lots of fun, and full of family and old friends, so who’s complaining, eh?? What did I miss while I was drivin’ fishin’?
- I watched from afar, far far away from my own New Yorker subscription and wireless connection, as “covergate” exploded this week. Diary of an Anxious Black Woman explained it all nicely here and here–after all, what can you say about such colossal cluelessness about African American history and the history of how the white media portray black people? Do you think that if The New Yorker staff writers included more than just their overwhelming majority of white northeastern men over the age of 50 that somebody might have pointed out that there is more than one way to read those “satirical” images than the way that David Remnick and the rest of his sheltered band of naifs read it? As always, le dernier mot goes to Bob Somerby, who derides Remnick’s “High Gotham Clueless” response to the outcry.
- Driving home from the airport, I heard that the horrible Bill Clinton is in the news again. Typical! You know, the Clintons will do anything, absolutely anything for power, even try to cure a disease that disproportionately afflicts children under age 5 and pregnant women living in developing countries! What will this evil genius think of next? Oh yeah–his loser Vice President will probably do something else ridiculous and self-aggrandizing, proving once again that you’d have to be crazy to want to have a beer with him! Why won’t these exceptionally competent, smart, and compassionate individuals go away when the Democratic National Committee and the corporate media tell them to? Why can’t they just hit the links and stick to the for-profit lecture circuit like Republican ex-Presidents?
- La famille stayed in a hotel with cable television (supreme luxury!) last night, and I awoke dumbstruck to the never-ending train wreck that is “Morning Joe” on MSNBC. In every way, the show is a worthy successor to Don Imus, whose “nappy-headed” insults to the Rutgers University women’s basketball team got him fired last year. “Morning Joe” has better production values than Imus’s show, which was essentially watching him do his morning radio show, but it’s still a production that more resembles a “morning zoo” in the local AOR radio station than a proper news program. (What was I thinking, looking for news in the vast wasteland of MSNBCNNFOX?) Seriously–who watches this stuff? They had REO Speedwagon and the Eagles for bumper music (I think I turned it off before they played Styx), and of course, a woman on the show they can patronize and talk over constantly who goes by the name of Robin Quivers Mika Brzezinski. I don’t usually watch this crap, but perhaps those of you with better cable packages can enlighten me: does she ever not get interrupted, talked over, or all-around patronized? The camera work supports the frat house atmosphere that the titular host Joe Scarborough encourages–when Brzezinski makes her ineffective and inarticulate interjections–usually to the effect of “no, no, I just…I mean…no,” the camera continues cutting back and forth between the male regulars and the reporters they invite on as guest experts on a given topic. Even when they need to break for the news–Brzezinski’s apparent job is to be the resident newsreader–she had to make several starts at reading her news script this morning, because she was still being talked over!
- Mmmmm…Dunkin’ Donuts! (We don’t have them in Northern Colorado, so it’s always a treat to visit the land of 3 Double-D’s on every corner!) I even got to hear a local order a “regulah” this morning–it brought tears to my eyes! (You New Englanders know that that’s a DD coffee with two shots of cream and two spoonsful of sugar, but you must know that that’s just a regional thing, right?)
- I’ve been getting offers to monetize this website. Do any of you fellow bloggers have thoughts about this? (I’m not really interested, but then, when do I have the chance to monetize anything I do, or even to use the verb “to monetize?”) Is this just the kind of thing that happens when you have more traffic than just your mom and your friends (and maybe your mom’s friends) reading your blog? Please advise.