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Due to cosmic coincidences and my brilliant powers of deduction (plus apparently some very distinctive prose), artslut‘s alter ego has been revealed to me. However, her secret identity is safe with me.
I’ve never spent $120.00 on a bottle of wine by the way.
I’m confused about John Arata’s letter to the ER. I’ve been buying the New York Times at Redway Liquors for years. It’s also available at the Northcoast Co-op, the liquor store on the Arcata Plaza, and probably half-a-dozen other places around the county.
The local papers in Southern Humboldt both contain a letter from Robert Fischman this week. It’s about the breast war and probably managed to offend just about everyone. Good thing too. Takes some pressure off me. Unfortunately, the letter’s not online.
I hope Kevin Hoover puts the letter-of-the-week online. I was in Eureka this afternoon and came across a hard copy of this week’s paper, but didn’t get around to buying one of my own. The letter was written in 1853, and submitted by a descendent residing in Arcata. The letter writers appears to have been a prospector a little late for the rush, who apparently came to hate California for its wickedness and chaos and longed for his home in Wisconsin (and you thought the culture war started in the 60s!). He wrote about people too strapped to be able to leave California, and perhaps he was one of them given that his line remains local. He hated the Indians and the grissly bears as well. The letter alone is worth the price of the paper, but you also have the Hagen scoop and a couple of very interesting letters in the fluoride debate.
Update: Kevin H. tells me he’s going to put the letter up on his site, so there’s no excuse for not reading this fascinating piece of local history.
Second update: Here’s the link.
David Horowitz has been in the news often lately, mostly trying to get openly leftist professors leashed or fired. He’s also been out there defending Ann Coulter. His most recent contribution has been to suggest that the recent terror plot was foiled due to government spying. He’s changing the name of his organization from the Center for the Study of Popular Culture to the David Horowitz Freedom Center. I like the guy despite our political differences, but I can’t help but wonder if the explanation is more accurate than the supposition that his increased celeb status might be a controlling factor.
Meanwhile Coulter herself is apparently dodging the press – probably on the advice of her attorney.
Update: I’ve received a couple of private comments about my respect for Horowitz. I don’t have time to go into it now, and I don’t support his politics nor some of his conduct. However, his conversion from left to right is quite a compelling story, and he tells it quite well in his biographical work Radical Son. It’s a must read for any leftist who has strayed from certain party lines, and for those who have jumped all over them for doing so.
KSFO, the Bay Area’s right wing talk station, has been in the news of late as well. One of their hosts, Melanie Morgan, recently called for the gas chamber for the NY Times’ senior editor. The Bay Guardian tells of a right wing rabbi named Daniel Lapin, who is buddies with David Duke of all people.
As a man of God, he not only supports stable marriages, family life, faithfulness, and integrity, but (along, he says, with God) favors tax cuts, property rights, sodomy laws, school prayers, school vouchers, arranged marriages, and elimination of government social programs. He opposes promiscuity, abortion, homosexuality, welfare, crime, funding for the arts, gun control, environmental laws, and black people giving their kids “funny” names.
God apparently does not have anything against a little bit of graft and money laundering. According to the SFBG article, he may have been the one to introduce Tom DeLay to Jack Abramoff.
Okay, my 1-year-old daughter inspired this tonight, so blame her. What do you call a kangeroo who owns a restaurant which offers all-you-can-eat broth?
Answer: A moresoupial.
Hey, believe it or not I made that one up myself. Go ahead and Google it. I’m sure you won’t find it anywhere else.
Yeah, I guess you had to be there.