Couldn’t get Poetweet to work earlier – but apparently I needed to tell it to turn my Tweets into indrisos, whatever those are. Behold:
I can see how it’s not actual poetry, but it’s cleverly done.
Frederik deBoer can be ripped apart by his own faction for writing this (language warning):
Jon Chait is an asshole. He’s wrong. I don’t want these kids to be more like Jon Chait. I sure as hell don’t want them to be less left-wing. I want them to be more left-wing. I want a left that can win, and there’s no way I can have that when the actually-existing left sheds potential allies at an impossible rate. But the prohibition against ever telling anyone to be friendlier and more forgiving is so powerful and calcified it’s a permanent feature of today’s progressivism. And I’m left as this sad old 33 year old teacher who no longer has the slightest fucking idea what to say to the many brilliant, passionate young people whose only crime is not already being perfect.
…and perhaps he might, in his last metaphorical moments (after all, Mr. deBoer is not actually about to be ripped apart by Maenads) reflect that perhaps he chose unwisely when it came to his basic ideological operating paradigm. Or perhaps he might not. Not really my problem, either way. (more…)
But I do like the Washington Free Beacon, which created this*.
Embarrassing, this: I used to have the skills to figure out what computer I’d need to buy – and that’s buy. I’m not building one. I’m not going to spend a month setting it up to get somebody else to build me one, either. I just want to order it and have it sent to me – that met these standards. Or even approximate them:
Recommended System Requirements
Intel CPU Core i7 3770 3,4 GHz
AMD CPU AMD FX-8350 4 GHz
Nvidia GPU GeForce GTX 770
AMD GPU Radeon R9 290
OS 64-bit Windows 7 or 64-bit Windows 8 (8.1)
HDD Space 40 GB
You knew this was inevitable.
— Beth Eastman (@BethEastman) January 29, 2015
On the other hand: imagine the upcoming bad cable TV shows about renegade drone operators! Drone Pirates! – or something like that. You’ll be amazed at just how thoroughly and spectacularly a quadcopter can blow up…
Give you an idea of the way the county handles school closings: when I woke up this morning to check I was aggravated that there wasn’t an email from the county indicating that today was a regular school day. And I spent five minutes wondering why they didn’t email us about that, until it occurred to me that this was an absolutely ludicrous thing to want to have happen. I blame the lack of coffee. Actually, no, I blame the fact that I live in the suburban corner of a county that is mostly semi-rural and not set up to handle black ice on the roads, but that doesn’t sound as pithy.
Whine whine, moan moan, complain complain. And pray that the snow tomorrow doesn’t start until mid-day.
The tweet below leads to a favorable review of a very odd book that argues that the alphabet is a primary tool of the patriarchy.
How the Invention of the Alphabet Usurped Female Power in Society and Sparked the Rise of Patriarchy in Human Culture http://t.co/cNsjRFvhCg
— Milo Yiannopoulos (@Nero) January 28, 2015
Alternate title: The Democrats demonstrate their tin ear on populism. Again.
So. When Joni Ernst gave the official Republican response to the State of the Union address, she included a homely detail from her childhood: in the wintertime, she and all the other kids would have bread bags placed over their shoes in order to protect them from the weather. …And why am I bringing that pretty much commonplace, throwaway line? Well, I’ll let Peggy Noonan explain.
Leftism too has its class tropes, only they come from the opposite angle. Response on the left to Ernst and the bread bags was snobbish, superior and dumb to the point of embarrassing. First, they couldn’t believe it—no one wears bread bags on their shoes in a storm, how absurd, she must be developmentally challenged. Then they denigrated what she said, putting pictures on Twitter of themselves wearing bread bags on their feet, accompanied by comments that had all the whiff of the upper class speaking of the quaint ways of the help. Andy Borowitz, surprisingly, wrote a dumb, leaden spoof in the New Yorker that seemed a companion piece to Politico’s earlier use of a photo of Ernst that gave her crazy eyes.
I do not see how this could possibly end badly: “House leaders are preparing a set of new internal rules for floor debate Thursday that would abolish term limits for the speakership, unfettering House Speaker Robert DeLeo of the current restrictions that require him to step down in 2017, two people familiar with the matter said Wednesday.” According to the Boston Globe, Speaker DeLeo was both a) behind the establishment of term limits (the previous Speaker was, shockingly, convicted for corruption charges) and b) unavailable for comment. …Imagine my surprise.
No, really, my ability to cope with the universe is now in question.
— Ryan Williams (@RyanGOP) January 28, 2015
…and note his expectations, as well. Ryan and I have seen this movie before, and we know how it ends. Entertainingly, if you don’t live in the state in question…