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Posted on December 20, 2002
Filed Under misc, politics |

And I see now Lott has stepped down and won’t fight to remain as
Majority Leader. I won’t cry for him. Merry XMas, cracker boy. This
photo says
it all

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    Posted on December 20, 2002
    Filed Under politics, programming |

    Before I got my Trent Lott thoughts written up, here is a similar
    sentiment expressed by Jon Carroll at the SF Gate
    . I agree with
    most of what he says. I don’t think being a racist crackerass renders Lott unfit to
    lead the Republican party in the Senate - it should give him extra
    credit. As a white man in the South, I have other white people -
    usually men - speak to me in code phrases quite often. It’s like any
    situation where someone is trying to figure out the other’s membership
    in a secret organization - whether the Masons or a terrorist cell or a
    spy ring. “It would have been better if Strom Thurmond was elected
    President” is a lot like “The neighborhood was better before those
    people started moving in” or “That part of town is too urban for me.”

    I hate it when I get this shit. It makes me angry that someone even
    thinks there is enough chance that I’ll be like-minded to begin the
    “those people” dance with me. Is it common? Sadly, yes. Do many
    sitting Republican politicians in their heart of hearts think that
    Lott is really correct? I’ll bet many do. Do many Democrats? I’ll bet
    there are enough to be shocking. I think most Republicans who are
    lining up against Lott really are objecting to is the way he tipped
    the cards too far. He played the cracker codeword game way too
    obviously, in a way that gives away that it happens. He’s also
    apologizing in a way that makes it completely obvious it is
    horseshit. “I have held beliefs in the past that were wrong but I have
    seen the error of my ways.” In other words, “I was a segregationist
    cracker bigot at the beginning of the month, but now I am not. Like
    Saul of Tarses becoming the Apostle Paul, I have converted on the road
    to Damascus.” Sorry, Trent, I don’t buy that, even if you are saying
    it while you are dancing on Soul Train. However, in
    the same way I don’t think anything has changed in his worldview,
    neither has anything changed in the world. He was doing this job as a
    crackerass before. What’s different now? The only thing is that he’s
    out of the closet. As Carroll says, do we really want people lying
    about what they think?

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    Posted on December 20, 2002
    Filed Under music |

    I got a copy of Jill Sobule and Warren Zevon’s show in Fort Worth, TX
    in April 2000 yesterday. It is a part of this bootleg CD tree thing. I
    got my copy from a cool but odd dude named “Freelance Fred, whose slogan
    is “Small enough to care, large enough to feel cramped in coach.”
    Under the terms of my participation, I’m obligated to give away 6
    copies of the 2 CD concert (which includes all of both the opening and
    main sets) - 3 copies to people without CD burners and 3 copies to
    people with CD burners who then agree to do the same, giving away
    another 6 copies. And they tell 3 friends, and so on and so on.

    To reward the loyal dozen folks who read this weblog or the reposts on
    newsgroups, I’m making the copies available here first. One of the
    non-burner copies is already accounted for, and I’m taking things in
    strict arrival order of e-mails for the other 5. Mail me at 7r09xai02@sneakemail.com, ask for a copy, include your postal mailing
    address and whether you have a burner. If by Monday folks have not
    claimed all the copies, I’ll make the offer on Usenet on
    alt.fan.zevon. For those who question the legality, you can send
    lawyers guns and money my way cuz I’m an excitable boy with
    desperadoes under the eaves like Frank and Jesse James.

    In his e-mail to me, Fred regrets only seeing the man live once in his
    life, a sentiment with which I concur. I saw this same tour in Atlanta
    in December 2000 and thought it was awesome. What a shame it will be
    the last one.

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    Posted on December 20, 2002
    Filed Under programming, radio |

    Somewhere today, the Merzbow marathon on WREK should be ending. They
    were on disk 36 of 50 as I was driving to work. I’ve actually been
    listening less than I normally would because this isn’t my thing, but
    I strongly applaud the kids’ balls in doing this thing. Take risks,
    for Christ’s sake! That’s something commercial radio hasn’t done in 30 years.

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