Recording Idiots’ All-consuming Avarice
I'm not very current on the latest bands or songs that are out there. This probably has something to do with the fact that I pretty much despise commercial radio. If I have the radio on I want to listen to music, not some DJ trying to break into stand-up comedy, and most definitely not commercials, most of which are only slightly less annoying than fingernails on a chalkboard. Morning radio is the worst. I can drive the 20 minutes to work and hear one song if I'm lucky.
I occasionally tune into an Internet radio station to get a listen to what's currently out there. The other day I heard a song by Evanescence. Intrigued, I tried to find the album on Rhapsody, my music service of choice. The album is not available for on-demand listening. Every time I go looking for an album only to find it is not available for on-demand listening, the RIAA drops one more level on the evolutionary scale. At this point, they are about equivalent to pond scum.
Let me start this rant by pointing out that I am a fairly conscientious person and prefer to buy my music, whether it's buying actual CDs (I know, how 20th Century) or individual tracks from Rhapsody or iTunes. However, I am not going to buy an album I haven't listened to in its entirety, the whole thing, not random 30 second clips from each track. What numbskull decided 30 seconds was enough to decide if a song is good or not? I especially love the clips that span a long bridge and end just as the artist begins singing again.
Now let me explain why I will never, ever buy an album without listening to it first. It is simply because the record labels have this nasty habit of releasing albums with one good song, two if you're lucky. I'm not going to spend $16 for the privilege of listening to a single track. Oh, and how many times have you bought a Hits of the [insert time period/band here] CD only to find five or six tracks that you and your friends have never heard of?
Now that I can buy tracks individually, that tends to mitigate the single track album problem. That is until someone decides they don't want to make an album available digitally. What possible justification is there for that these days? Absolutely none that I can think of. Every CD I have purchased in the last couple of years I have listened to on-line first. In fact, there are some I discovered there and would never have purchased otherwise. If I opt not to buy an album, I still I pay a monthly fee to listen to music on-line. If the digital age is wreaking havoc on the RIAA's business model, don't expect me to feel bad that record company execs have to drive a Cadillac instead of a Bentley because of declining revenues. The number of CDs I buy is about budgetary considerations. On-line availability has nothing to do with it.
Opting to not make an album available for on-demand listening, only increases the number of people who will download the music illegally. If I cannot preview the album via legal venues, I will go download the music elsewhere. Now, being the kind of person that I am, if I like the album I will buy it. How many other sales are they losing to people who would pay for a digital copy if it were readily available, but will just give the RIAA and their draconian policies the finger and download the music rather than go buy a CD?
It looks like I'm going to have to pick up Evanescence's latest album Fallen, though I must confess it the finger option is very tempting.
Religious Utopia…not.
An interesting email from someone living in Ireland about the realities of a religous state and debunking Santorum's latest insanity that a liberal society is the reason for the abuses of the Catholic Church perpetrated against children.
Interesting that the pit bull of archconservatives in the U.S. is backing away from personal responsibility and blaming society for the misdeeds (to put it midly) of an individual. Talk about relativist bullshit. I didn't think "The Devil made me do it" was a valid excuse for sin. Didn't work for Eve.
Aye, there’s the rub
Exactly my point:
If under those terms Don Rumsfeld or any other administration official ever came before the Senate and acknowledged a miscalculation of any sort in this large enterprise, would Mr. Biden or the others accept the admission in good faith and build from it, or would they flog it as an admission of failure and proof of a Vietnam-like credibility gap?
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One more time: We are in Iraq, like it or not. Whether or not you think the war was justified is a non-issue now. Your personal feelings and beliefs about Bush and his radical right wing agenda, don't mean jack where Iraq is concerned.
We have only two choices now: finish the job properly and leave Iraq stable enough to govern itself, or do a half-assed job and then bail like we did in Vietnam. If we opt for the second choice, Iraq will almost certainly disintegrate into chaos, like Vietnam did—and we will spend the next 50 years wiping the egg off our face. Here's a clue for you: no one thinks of Vietnam as Johnson's war or his fiasco. No one thinks of it as Nixon's war. In fact, no one seems to remember or care that the violence began between the Vietnamese and the French, or that the first deaths of U.S. servicemen occurred way back in 1959, under Eisenhower, six years before U.S. troops officially arrived. The U.S. was there initially to support our ally who was defending its sovereignty over one of its colonies. The U.S. will be judged by the outcome in Iraq, just like the U.S. has been and continues to be judged by the outcome of Vietnam.
I think the Bush administration does need help in Iraq. But the notion at this point in time that Mr. Biden or the Senate Democrats wish to make a good-faith effort to provide it strains, in a word, credibility.
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The job needs to be finished timely and properly. Name calling and finger pointing isn't going to achieve that. Set aside your (*)@#$*@ personal differences, act like grown ups for once and work together to get the job done and get us out.
I Stand Corrected
One individual has taken issue with my post yesterday, and I deserved it. I was incorrect in asserting that the US could have done something to quell the insurgency. There really is nothing we could have done, short of being complete and utter bastards. Many if not most of the insurgents are transplants and not even Iraqi. No military force would have been big enough to seal Iraqi borders. There is also the difficulty of determining exactly who the enemy is. Oh, dammit. Did I just make another reference to Vietnam? We could have adopted a "scorched earth" policy toward insurgents and leveled mosques from which they operated, etc. That would not have exactly endeared us to the Iraqi public whose attitude toward the U.S. seems best described as skeptical gratitude. So we opted for a "kinder, gentler" approach, to foster better relations with the Iraqi people. Maybe we did learn something from Vietnam after all.
I know all this. Some of my past writing will support this contention. It was just sloppy writing on my part and I was called on it. That's what I get for having a friend who occasionally re-posts my entries on his own (much more widely read) blog. The six readers of my blog generally aren't so critical.
However, that does not invalidate the point I was making that Bush did not have the balls to approach this war properly. There is no excuse Bush for caving to political pressure and reducing troop strength in Iraq. It was done more to save face than anything else, if you ask me. It was done to "prove" that his sunny assessment of Iraq is correct. It does not excuse the Pentagon and the administration for failing to equip our troops for guerilla warfare. Warfare they had to know was inevitable. Warfare that is costly in every sense of the word.
There is no excuse for the constant spin about progress in Iraq. The now famous "the insurgency is in its last throes" quote is only the latest in a string of spin that does little to reflect reality in Iraq. Talk about trying to polish a turd. From the very beginning the administration he has downplayed the threat of the "insurgents." That in itself is some euphemism. Why don't we just call them terrorists? Because we are fighting a "war on terror" and getting nowhere against terrorists is bad PR, so they are not terrorists. They are "insurgents." Whatever.
The rising price tag isn't very popular either. Frankly, money should be a non-issue, but no one has the balls to cut domestic spending to fund the war in Iraq. Would I support tax increases (which are coming whether support them or not) to pay the bill? I would not be happy about it, but yes, I would. We are not talking about spending money on Iraq, people. We are talking about bringing our sons and daughters home safely. We have lost 1589 lives since "mission accomplished."
If only one more solider comes home safe, the cost is worth it. And, back to my point, if Bush didn't have the balls to stand in front of the American people, give an honest assessment of the situation and ask them to tighten their belts so we could afford to do the job properly, then he shouldn't have started the ball rolling in the first place.
The debate over whether or not we should be in Iraq is moot at this point. It's done. The current violence is not a battle we can win, but we should be doing our damnedest to ensure the safety of our troops who are doing their best to maintain some kind of order until Iraq is stable enough to assume responsibility for their own safety.
One Nut Wonder
The debate about Iraq is heating up again, mostly thanks to all the sunshine The White House is blowing these days. I don't suppose it should surprise anyone. The policy machine has been spinning yarn inconsistent with assessments of the commanders in the field from the beginning.
I hesitate to draw comparisons to Vietnam, but there are lessons that should have been learned that were not. First and foremost, the decision to go to war may be a political one, but once that decision is made, politics are over and everyone must be focused on an effective campaign and a decisive victory. As soon as our troops put their feet on Iraqi soil, those in Congress who disagreed with the President's decision, should have said, "We disagree with the President's course of action, but we as a country are now committed to this act. Our supreme and overriding concern is to provide our troops the resources and support necessary to affect a quick and decisive victory and bring them home as soon as possible."
But, no. It was politics as usual. Instead of making tough decisions and getting the job done, something we used to call leadership, policy has been designed to placate the dissenters. Now we have a lingering problem with insurgents that should have been dealt with a long time ago. What will the price tag be by the time it's all over? Had we done the job right in the first place, I'd be willing to bet the final cost would have been lower, not just in terms of dollars, but loss of life as well.
Bush had balls enough to start the war, but not to actually fight it effectively. That would have required a honest assessment of the price tag up front. That would have required a much greater commitment of troops and cash. That would have meant sacrificing domestic goals to achieve his goals abroad. Any fool who knows anything about history and war knows that military success isn't the hard part. It's maintaining order afterward. But Bush was not willing to risk re-election to do the job properly, so he shied away from unpopular decisions to make sure his ass stayed in a cushy chair.
I'll bet there are men who really are missing a testicle who have more balls.
nth burned…
This crab has a pretty hard shell. Developing one has been necessary to protect the tender inside. Still, there are days I question my ability to survive my heart breaking one more time. Always I've managed to put my heart back together. Each time, however, it seems to take longer and require more effort. Sometimes, I wonder if next time I'll be able to pull it off, and the thought of giving my heart away again scares me to death.
Muscle and sinew
Velvet and stone
This vessel is haunted
It creaks and moans
My bones call you to
In this sacred skin
Make myself translucent
To let you inI am wanting
I am needing you here
Inside the absense of fear"The Absence of Fear," Jewel
He knew…
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists?
And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists?
And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience-stricken air?
Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.'Tis a shame to human nature, such a head of hair as his;
In the good old time 'twas hanging for the colour that it is;
Though hanging isn't bad enough and flaying would be fair
For the nameless and abominable colour of his hair.Oh a deal of pains he's taken and a pretty price he's paid
To hide his poll or dye it of a mentionable shade;
But they've pulled the beggar's hat off for the world to see and stare,
And they're taking him to justice for the colour of his hair.Now 'tis oakum for his fingers and the treadmill for his feet,
And the quarry-gang on Portland in the cold and in the heat,
And between his spells of labour in the time he has to spare
He can curse the God that made him for the colour of his hair.
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Napa and Sonoma
I spent the weekend in California with my good friend Brian. We spent some time up in the wine country then finished the trip in San Francisco staying with other friends of mine. Friday night was some of the most fun I've had on any vacation. We spent a large chunk of it with a mother/daughter pair we ran into in Sonoma. Our first encounter with them was at the Sebastiani vineyard. Brian came in asking for a 98 reserve merlot a friend of ours had asked us to check into, which prompted the mother (call her Mary) to make reference to the movie Sideways: two men, one who knows something about wine and the other who is clueless. Brian, not having seen the movie and having no idea why this strange woman was calling him Miles, gave her a bit of attitude, turned the bitchy queen up a couple of notches and strutted away.
Now after seeing Brian in this mode it's hard to see how anyone could miss the fact that we are gay. I stayed to chat with the ladies while Brian tormented/entertained the staff behind the counter. Since we were having a nice friendly conversation I figured they were fine with the whole gay thing. It was California after all. At one point we overheard Brian mention going to Clos du Bois later in the day. I rolled my eyes and told the ladies that I kept telling him that was in the next valley over and we were not going to make it there today. "He never listens to me, and we're not even a married couple," I finished. That's when the daughter (call her Debbie) leaned over and said, "I don't think my mother is entirely comfortable with the whole gay thing." Mary's mouth started working like a fish out of water. (Did I mention that Mary had been tasting more than her share of wine?) She finally managed to get out that she wasn't but she was trying to learn. I said, "Well, that's more than most people can say, hon. Good for you." We parted company at the winery only to run into them on the streets of Sonoma after dinner. We ended up making an evening of it.
It was very interesting to hear Mary's preconceptions about gay men, she having never really interacted with gay men in her life. Brian and I both found it remarkable and somewhat amusing that she simply could not understand how two men could have sex. Mechanically. Brian doesn't have much sense for social boundaries or taboo...well, that's not true. He knows exactly where the boundaries are. He just likes to trample them at every opportunity. So I'm a little surprised he didn't launch into an explicit explanation of how things work. We merely made a few comments and left the rest as an exercise for the student.
We ended up at a bar with some live music. Both women wanted to dance, even though there wasn't any dance floor to speak of. Mary said, "I suppose you guys don't like to dance." I'm not sure if she meant in general or just wasn't comfortable adding "with women," but gay men not dance? While I suppose there are some out there, they are definitely a minority, a minority to which I do not belong. "I love to dance," I said. "Let's go." So Mary and I went up and started dancing in front of the band.
That is so not like me. As we danced—just the two of us, no one else in the bar was dancing—I couldn't help but take a mental step back and wonder at what I was doing. And no, it had nothing do with the gender of the person I was dancing with. Normally I would be too self conscious to be the only couple on the "dance floor," but it made absolutely no difference to me that night. I was simply having a great time. And no, I was not drunk at this point, despite the fact that I had been drinking pretty much all day long. I danced with Debbie once, but she ended up dancing more with other guys in the bar. I suppose she wanted to dance with someone she could at least pretend would spark some romantic interlude. Who can blame her? Mary and I danced several times and had a good time. I wonder how long it's been since she danced with someone who actually knows how. The guy Debbie was dancing with most of the time surely didn't.