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Jul. 6, 2009
The old people at Sulimay’s return with their assessment of Grizzly Bear’s “Two Weeks.” One of them, Joe, really likes it, while Ann once again nearly strokes out while condemning it. (“I don’t care for it very much. If it’s ‘experimental,’ keep experimenting!”)
Jul. 6, 2009
Robert McNamara in The Fog of War: “Was there a rule that said you shouldn’t burn to death a hundred thousand civilians in a night? LeMay said if we’d lost the war [World War II], we’d all have been prosecuted as war criminals, and I think he’s right. He, and I’d say I, were behaving as war criminals. LeMay recognized that what he was doing would be thought immoral if his side had lost. But what makes it immoral if you lose and not immoral if you win?” Gawker has an obit up on McNamara today that calls him “a narrow-minded number-crunching company man, exactly the sort of amoral little functionary we should never, ever allow to make decisions of life and death.” Jul. 5, 2009
Jul. 5, 2009
 From an entertaining Flickr collection entitled “Worst Possible 33 1/3 Books.” This one’s by Tahhdd.
Jul. 5, 2009
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“Blowin’ in My Mind” (Bob Dylan vs. Pixies). ToToM’s mash-up finds Dylan a more than serviceable frontman for the Pixies. Part of a collection of Dylan mash-ups you can download here; see also “All Along the Watchtower” vs. “Love Lockdown.” (mp3)
Jul. 4, 2009
Jul. 4, 2009
As Oedipus watched his mother gracefully glide across the great hall, he felt a stirring in his loins which he immediately regretted but then quickly dismissed, for he knew if these wanton desires for his mother were wrong then someone would have named the condition by now, thus proving once again that where his emotions were concerned there was only one description for Oedipus … complex.
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One of the many outstanding finalists in this year’s Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, which encourages writers to submit the worst possible opening sentence for a novel. Incidentally, here was my entry: “As he prepared to disembark the jet and reclaim his fortune, Ratacek smoothed the velvet blazer that concealed in its pockets a small pistol, a half-eaten sandwich, and the tiny bottle of airline rum he had swallowed in one churlish gulp before loving that stewardess straight to hell.” Jul. 4, 2009
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Wilco, “Ashes of American Flags.” Ya know, ‘cause it’s the 4th of July and all. (via onwilco) Page 1 of 179
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