Monday, September 24, 2001
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Fuck You Larry Ellison for Offering to hand big brother the keys to the palace.
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Fuck You Larry Ellison for Offering to hand big brother the keys to the palace.
Fuck You Senator Gregg for suggesting that we should be criminals for having a private conversation.
Fuck You George W. Bush for thinking of a way to get rid of Habeus Corpus
Fuck You John Ashcroft for taking advantage of the situation to get yourself some tools to make your assault on the first and fourth ammendments.
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Saturday, September 22, 2001
not for every morning wakeup but just for now. call it a going to war mix
Dead Kennedys - Kinky Sex Makes The World Go Round
Arrogant Worms - The War of 1812
Pop Will Eat Itself - Nightmare At 20,000ft
Screaming Blue Messiahs - Smash the Market Place
John Prine - Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
Ministry - NWO
The Cure - Killing an Arab
Dead Kennedys - When Ya Get Drafted
The Levellers - Liberty Song
The The - Armageddon Days Are Here (Again) [live]
Levellers - The Ballad Of Robbie Jones
Johnny Cash - Don't Take Your Guns To Town
Frankie Goes To Hollywood - Two Tribes (Extended Mix)
Tom Waits - Earth Died Screaming
Fred Eaglesmith - Time To Get A Gun
Stan Ridgeway - Camoflage
Bob Marley - Redemption Song
Dead Kennedys - Kinky Sex Makes The World Go Round
Arrogant Worms - The War of 1812
Pop Will Eat Itself - Nightmare At 20,000ft
Screaming Blue Messiahs - Smash the Market Place
John Prine - Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
Ministry - NWO
The Cure - Killing an Arab
Dead Kennedys - When Ya Get Drafted
The Levellers - Liberty Song
The The - Armageddon Days Are Here (Again) [live]
Levellers - The Ballad Of Robbie Jones
Johnny Cash - Don't Take Your Guns To Town
Frankie Goes To Hollywood - Two Tribes (Extended Mix)
Tom Waits - Earth Died Screaming
Fred Eaglesmith - Time To Get A Gun
Stan Ridgeway - Camoflage
Bob Marley - Redemption Song
Friday, September 21, 2001
Now all of you out there know I am not a republican by any stretch of the imagination. although there were a few moments over the last week or so where I really desperately wished that John McCain was president, I really want no truck with them. when along comes Bob Barr and steals the words out of my mouth. Blammo, there goes the fourth ammendment. I told you I didn't trust ashcroft. respect the bastard yes. trust him? not further than I can spit dead rats. This rolls our protection from wiretapping and the like back to the days of McCarthy. I can hear it now, "he's just another fifth ammendment terrorist".
Friday, September 14, 2001
Todays post will be a refrain from a John Prine song.
yup I think that's just what I feel like saying today.
Your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore
they're already overcrowded from your dirty little wars
Now, Jesus don't like killing no matter what the reason's for
and your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore
yup I think that's just what I feel like saying today.
Tuesday, September 11, 2001
I am tired of our news outlets letting any fucking moron talk as if they are an expert.
In the past two years I have logged nearly a hundred thousand actual flight miles. I've been into and out of logan and dulles. I don't have any illusions about how good their security is. I have never gotten onto a plane unarmed. never.
In fact airports and airplanes have always been the only places that I feel the need to be armed to the teeth.
when I say this people look at me like I'm loon. but this scenario has haunted my night mares ever since I first started flying. I have always been confident that it is difficult to get guns on board planes. it is very difficult. so difficult that no one does it.
Knives are another manner entirely.
I like knives. I always have. I have knives. I always have knives.
I have guns too. but I don't feel the same way about them. I don't even keep them in my house. People are scared of guns. they make loud noises and enable you to kill things or people from a safe distance away. turning what should be a personal transaction into something very distant and impersonal. but in a way people are comfortable with guns. It is easy to simply think of guns as dangerous and let it be at that.
Not every person is wired in such a way as to allow them to kill with knives. it is a VERY messy and personal way to kill something or someone. innocent bystanders(and probably also not so innocent bystanders) are usually stunned by the amount of mess that knife attacts make. so stunned that a determined person with a knife can sometimes kill more people that a nutjob with an automatic rifle in a mcdonalds. Japan found this out this past summer.
My fear on planes has always been just this. someone would would show up on board with knife. after we got up in the air go up to the front, to talk with a flight attendant, do a quick down slice at the jugular, burst through the cockpit door lock it from the inside and kill both pilots and auger us into the ground at 500 plus miles an hour. it never occured to me that they might have taken out a building with more people in it than my hometown.
I always got a seat where I could see the cockpit door. and my hand was never far from my own knife. I was cranky with flight attendants that liked to close the curtain for the first class and often argued with them to leave it open just a little so I could see the door. some people might have classed me as paranoid if they knew why I was so insistent. So I never told them why. I just let them assume that I was a pain in the ass fraidy cat.
I am not the worlds best knife fighter. but I am good. better than many who practice a hell of a lot more than I do. good enough to take out two or three bad guys in an enclosed space like a 757 cockpit.
I know that I am not the only person who feels this way on airplanes. I know it because spyderco makes a knife called the copilot. it has a reassuring big knife heft and feel but fits into the Airlines 2 inch restriction on blade lenght. and Boker sells a lot of ceramic folders. I never bothered much. I often carried my full size mariner(ten plus ounces of ats-55 steel) and never once had trouble with detectors.
I'd be willing to bet my right big toe that somebody like me was responsible for making sure that the plane near pittsburgh never made it to whatever massively populated place it was headed for. if that is true we may never know. but in my heart I know it is.
In fact my first assumption when i heard what was going on was that somebody did just my nightmare with a big ceramic knife. My wife just told me that they think(based on a cell phone conversation with an exsenator's wife(now late wife)) they used box cutters. yup, box cutters.
fucking sharp as all get out at least for the first couple swipes. cheap as hell and very low mass. the metal detector would probably never catch them even dialed all the way up. my boots have more metal in them that a plastic frame box cutter.
so we are shutting offices all over the country, secret service agents are running scared, THOUSANDS of people are dead, and our country is in turmoil, because a few determined people with 79 cent knives had a grudge and a plan. Now our government is gonna look for a scape goat and our president is promising to hunt down "those responsible" and bring them to justice. but that is never going to happen because the people actually responsible are dead. in the planes they used to kill so many others.
over the next couple days or weeks we will see our people put to the test of what we believe. our president promised that they will protect us. but also promised that our freedom would win. what ever else I think about that man those two things are just not possible simultaneously. think about that these next couple days as we watch congress pass whatever kneejerk legislation they think appropriate.
And keep in mind that what ever conspiracy theory the feds or the media eventually latch on to. that it really could have been a few determined people with a plan.
and 79 cent knives.
In the past two years I have logged nearly a hundred thousand actual flight miles. I've been into and out of logan and dulles. I don't have any illusions about how good their security is. I have never gotten onto a plane unarmed. never.
In fact airports and airplanes have always been the only places that I feel the need to be armed to the teeth.
when I say this people look at me like I'm loon. but this scenario has haunted my night mares ever since I first started flying. I have always been confident that it is difficult to get guns on board planes. it is very difficult. so difficult that no one does it.
Knives are another manner entirely.
I like knives. I always have. I have knives. I always have knives.
I have guns too. but I don't feel the same way about them. I don't even keep them in my house. People are scared of guns. they make loud noises and enable you to kill things or people from a safe distance away. turning what should be a personal transaction into something very distant and impersonal. but in a way people are comfortable with guns. It is easy to simply think of guns as dangerous and let it be at that.
Not every person is wired in such a way as to allow them to kill with knives. it is a VERY messy and personal way to kill something or someone. innocent bystanders(and probably also not so innocent bystanders) are usually stunned by the amount of mess that knife attacts make. so stunned that a determined person with a knife can sometimes kill more people that a nutjob with an automatic rifle in a mcdonalds. Japan found this out this past summer.
My fear on planes has always been just this. someone would would show up on board with knife. after we got up in the air go up to the front, to talk with a flight attendant, do a quick down slice at the jugular, burst through the cockpit door lock it from the inside and kill both pilots and auger us into the ground at 500 plus miles an hour. it never occured to me that they might have taken out a building with more people in it than my hometown.
I always got a seat where I could see the cockpit door. and my hand was never far from my own knife. I was cranky with flight attendants that liked to close the curtain for the first class and often argued with them to leave it open just a little so I could see the door. some people might have classed me as paranoid if they knew why I was so insistent. So I never told them why. I just let them assume that I was a pain in the ass fraidy cat.
I am not the worlds best knife fighter. but I am good. better than many who practice a hell of a lot more than I do. good enough to take out two or three bad guys in an enclosed space like a 757 cockpit.
I know that I am not the only person who feels this way on airplanes. I know it because spyderco makes a knife called the copilot. it has a reassuring big knife heft and feel but fits into the Airlines 2 inch restriction on blade lenght. and Boker sells a lot of ceramic folders. I never bothered much. I often carried my full size mariner(ten plus ounces of ats-55 steel) and never once had trouble with detectors.
I'd be willing to bet my right big toe that somebody like me was responsible for making sure that the plane near pittsburgh never made it to whatever massively populated place it was headed for. if that is true we may never know. but in my heart I know it is.
In fact my first assumption when i heard what was going on was that somebody did just my nightmare with a big ceramic knife. My wife just told me that they think(based on a cell phone conversation with an exsenator's wife(now late wife)) they used box cutters. yup, box cutters.
fucking sharp as all get out at least for the first couple swipes. cheap as hell and very low mass. the metal detector would probably never catch them even dialed all the way up. my boots have more metal in them that a plastic frame box cutter.
so we are shutting offices all over the country, secret service agents are running scared, THOUSANDS of people are dead, and our country is in turmoil, because a few determined people with 79 cent knives had a grudge and a plan. Now our government is gonna look for a scape goat and our president is promising to hunt down "those responsible" and bring them to justice. but that is never going to happen because the people actually responsible are dead. in the planes they used to kill so many others.
over the next couple days or weeks we will see our people put to the test of what we believe. our president promised that they will protect us. but also promised that our freedom would win. what ever else I think about that man those two things are just not possible simultaneously. think about that these next couple days as we watch congress pass whatever kneejerk legislation they think appropriate.
And keep in mind that what ever conspiracy theory the feds or the media eventually latch on to. that it really could have been a few determined people with a plan.
and 79 cent knives.
Saturday, September 01, 2001
sometimes being a parent is weird. I was playing scrabble with my oldest. His brothers were in bed his mom had sacked out long ago with a migraine. He actually picked up all his toys(and some of his brothers too!!!) so he got to pick the game we played. At six he loves words. loves reading, loves playing with words. Loves scrabble. we never play for points. just till we run out of tiles.
Today I legitimately got squirrel stretching between two triple word scores. A feat that would have thrilled me if I had been playing for points. Instead I remember a moment when he was just over two. He revealed a somewhat bloodthirsty side. I now realize that it is just normal for two year olds. at least for my two year olds.
Today I legitimately got squirrel stretching between two triple word scores. A feat that would have thrilled me if I had been playing for points. Instead I remember a moment when he was just over two. He revealed a somewhat bloodthirsty side. I now realize that it is just normal for two year olds. at least for my two year olds.
Driving in my old pickup when a squirrel crosses the road in front of us.
"PAPA!!!! Quish that QUIRREL!!"
"No, it would kill the squirrel"
"I know! I WANT to kill the quirrel!"
I think he's out grown it. At least he knows not to talk about it anymore.
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