I was bummed that there was no Stranger Poll last week. How will we ever know if we are pro or anti- functional alcoholism?

But the poll has returned this week and The Stranger wants to know Daddy or Twink when it comes to what you want in a politician.
(Go figure- I want both a twink and a daddy- why should you only have one when you can have them both).

In other Stranger news- after last week’s Police Beat featuring the soulful stylings of my grocery store and this week’s take on the police state, Police Beat may be my new favorite column.

Can you name the band that these lyrics belong to? If you can- you get a virtual cookie (or a big fat virtual lickery kiss- your choice).

All lyrics are by the same band. Hints- I LOVE this band. I think it’s the closest thing to Dickens set to music (shut up- I know they made musicals out of Dicken’s work- but they are generally smaltzy and this band is not). The band is playing at the Gorge this weekend.

1. but you, my soiled teenage girlfriend
2. find him, bind him, tie him to a pole and break his fingers to splinters
3. But oh, the smell of burnt cocaine!

Wired has an interesting article on The Rise of Crowdsourcing. It squares with a report I came across recently from a UK think tank on the “Pro-Am” phenomenon, as well as some of the discussions I’ve been following on Longtail economics.

The original article on “The Long Tail” by Chris Anderson, in Wired, Oct. 2004, & here’s an MP3 podcast at IT Conversations: Chris Anderson – Economics of the Long Tail.

It’s interesting & exciting, but as the Wired article highlight at the very beginning, it has profound implications for professionals. What does the labor market & the economy look like as more & more tasks are broken down for distributed processing. As an artist & a photographer, I think the digital distribution trend is fantastic. But I’m not sure what things look like when design, photography, & even R&D are handled by a vast distributed network of oddball specialists who will do the task dirt cheap (or even free) because they think it’s cool, or consider it a hobby.

A quote from Scary Scarborough about Bill Clinton and the invasion of Bosnia:

“Well, I just think it’s a bad idea. What’s going to happen is they’re going to be over there for 10, 15, maybe 20 years.”

But my favorite has to be the Decider’s own:

“Victory means exit strategy, and it’s important for the President to explain to us what the exit strategy is.” –Governor George W. Bush (R-TX)

Click here for some more hypocrisy from wingnuts

Premature epostulation: When a blogger (ok- me) types too fast and is way to lazy to check typos before posting. This is followed by a post-posting state of mortification and a quick jaunt to the edit tab with the hope that said typos will not be noticed.

Ha! I added peeps that I like to read (lots o’ partiarchy blaming- in case you can’t tell)

If there is someone else I should add lemme know.

During the Newt Gingrich phase of the Republican revolution I lived in Gingrich’s congressional district in Georgia. Actually, the Kid’s daycare was just a few doors down from Gingrich’s local office. Everyday, stuck in rush hour traffic, I would imagine myself throwing eggs at his office in the steamy southern heat. But it was Georgia, and going against Newt could get you in serious trouble. So I went and volunteered for the Democrats.

I am more than a little surprised at Gingrich’s current criticism of the people who inherited his legacy. But, whatever. We always knew that Newt was more opportunist than true believer.

What I am surprised by is seeing a Democrat with some serious fucking teeth deliver a smackdown. US Rep Tim Ryan needs a WWF wrestling name. It’s almost like he hit them with folding chairs- their own folding chairs.

Go watch this- Un.Able.To.Govern.

(Hat tip to Feministe for both this video and the Jesus Musical. My slack ass forgot it in the original post)

I have no love for the English only people, not only because it is a ridiculous waste of time, but because where would I learn my foreign swear words if everyone here only spoke English. I can now call your mama a whore in English, Spanish, Italian, Farsi, Hindu (or is it Hindi- I can never remember) and Russian. Not to mention the things I can say about your mom and a goat. It’s time for me to learn a phrase or 2 in French.

On that note -there’s an interesting op-ed from the LA Times about making English the official language in the same way the French have standardized their language.

But the punchline, oh the punchline. It’s not about your mama and the barnyard animals, but it’s pretty good.

I know it’s not Fursday yet, but I couldn’t wait. This little video clip had me laughing so hard there are tears streaking down my face.

I said in comments on the Americablog big girl brouhaha that had Aravosis simply apologized and moved on this wouldn’t be an issue.

Today in the land where grown-ups live everyone’s favorite spinster aunt, Twisty Faster, has shown us how to get over using insults that insult people other than the intended. How does she do it? By using the bible of English and the Mecca of all things wordy- the OED.

Fucktard happens to be one of my favorite words to say. It pops with the t on the second syllable like nothing else. But I have put it out of my vocabulary for the last few months because it does sound like retard. My alternative, fuckwad, does not have the plosive effect. Fuckard, Twisty’s alternative, also lacks that pop.

So kids- I need an insult that starts with Fuck, pops on the second syllable, and doesn’t insult anyone other than the intended.

Possibilities:
Fucktool
Fucktart (though that may be too much like calling someone a whore- but I think it sounds like poptart)
Fucktroll