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They're only dead if we say they're dead

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If there were any dead in New Orleans, they’d be in a tourist attraction. Reuters is reporting that FEMA will not let journalists on the rescue boats looking for survivors in New Orleans. It seems the journalists might take pictures of dead bodies. Let’s see now…no pictures of dead bodies in New Orleans equals no … Read more

Let Them Eat MREs

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Where W gets it Well, I thought I’d heard it all when Bush said “Brownie, you’re doing a heck of a job,” to Michael Brown, head of FEMA. Then I thought I’d heard it all when Brown said “Everyone in the Convention Center is getting one or two meals a day from us.” But now … Read more

There Must Be Something You Can Do

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This country has long been appalling and astonishing in equal measure, but these days the opportunities to be appalled are mounting by the day, and the sort of astonishment America most commonly traffics in is more and more often the stuff of incredulity and shock rather than genuine and appreciative wonder. Perhaps this has something … Read more

Neo-Con Man Vs. Paleo-Con Man

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This week’s New York Times Sunday magazine packs an interesting one-two punch. In the opinion slot, David Rieff argued a new facet of an old premise–that President Bush’s approach to liberating the world is not necessarily seen that way on the receiving end. Rieff said what many people have been thinking for some time–that the … Read more

Get me a shovel, please

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Brown: Horseshit in New Orleans Would Bush have reacted to the disaster in New Orleans faster if someone had told him Terry Schiavo was there? Have you considered that the New Orleans disaster may be politically good for Bush? Besides killing off thousands of Democrats, it took the news eye off a few embarrassments undeniably … Read more

You Call This A Beach?

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The future is stupid. —Jenny Holzer I have always been clueless, but I am discovering that my cluelessness is constantly extending itself into entirely new continents of ignorance, and even moving resolutely like a glacier over existing continents in my skull that were once green-swept and shot through with sunlight. I guess I could choose … Read more

Shame, Shame, Shame

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I recognize that it’s likely ridiculous to hope for anything resembling consistency from the Twins at this point, but that doesn’t, of course, stop me from hoping all the same. And that –the continued, irrational investment of hope– is what makes a game like yesterday’s so damn frustrating. The two steps forward, five steps back … Read more