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04 Sep 17:31

Young Republicans Salute Labor

by Paul Campos

I haven’t been able to confirm whether or not this is authentic, but I suppose the fact that it very well could be is in some ways more significant.

Update: A commenter provides a link to a copy in a Cornell University library collection of political Americana.

ERIK–In my view, what is significant about this image is that labor was strong enough in 1956 that Republicans had to lie and say they respected it. They didn’t believe any of this in 1956 and they don’t now. But that they had to say to compete nationally, that is amazing from today’s perspective.


    






03 Sep 04:28

SKY SPORTS NEWS

by bubbaprog
SKY SPORTS NEWS BLOWJOB

ANIMATED: If it’s Transfer Day, then British people are handwanking behind TV reporters

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26 Aug 19:10

GIFs: The Final Frontier

by Tracy R. Walsh
By Tracy R. Walsh

Well, maybe not, but this view of the Southern Lights over Antarctica is still pretty cool. Thanks, NASA:

Aurora

And a few weeks ago, John Nelson used NASA images to make a GIF of the “breathing” of Earth’s seasons:

BreathingEarth

(Hat tip: Robert T. Gonzalez)


21 Aug 03:39

A BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO TEAM-THEMED VIDEOS

by Spencer Hall

All behold what Purdue hath wrought, and then review the rules for making a video where you rap about your favorite team, usually as an undergraduate at that institution. (If the video's still working. If not, we'll sub out when someone inevitably reposts it.)

Step One: Don't.

Step Two: Don't. You will anyway, but it bears repeating.

Step Three: At least don't rap.

Step Four: If and when you do, own it. Make it yourself. Bring forth the shame from your own misguided soul, and thus make the sin more pardonable. No outsourcing (see: Freakbass)

Step Five: If you're going to involve coaches, have them do cool shit. Mark Richt nodding and lip syncing? Dull. Mark Richt popping a wheelie on an ATV and screaming RUFF RYDERS? Awesome. (P.S. actually that should be WHERE MY DAWGS AT???)

Step Six: If you can do anything from a Ca$h Money video, then do it. I see you, James Franklin doing donuts in a Lambo with the gull wing doors flipped up in the Vandy parking lot.

Step Seven: Search out students who want to be in this video.

Step Eight: Use none of those students, because what the hell is wrong with them.

Step Nine: Nudity. You might want to outsource this, especially if you're a school with a lot of smart kids. EXCEPTION: Georgia Tech, because sometimes nudity is funny, not sexual.)

Step Ten: Rapping is unacceptable unless you have a white guy who sounds exactly like Ghostface Killah and weighs 300 pounds. NOTE: applicable to Cal State-Action Bronson only.

Step Eleven: If you are going to rap, despite rule #3: GO ALL OUT. Do not just talk about how your rival is lame. Really ether those assholes. TIP "Your quarterback makes me sick" rhymes with "yo mamma love my gold plated dick." We provide a list of rhymes you can and may want to use when constructing your devastating verses.

"My dick demolish the finest vaginas/ get plowed like Clemson lines by South Carolina"

"I rep Vandy, and roll candy/ paint on the drop, Anchor Down like your pops/ on your mom, your sis, and twice on your girl/ My degree gets paper like gheri gets curl"

"I'm from Wisconsin bitch, seein' double when I get me some/ wasted, can't see straight, so every night's a threesome"

"A Michigan Man says thank you, more turducken/ pizza thick all around, magnum condoms when we fuckin'"

"East Lansing, y'all, where the gangstas ride with no stress/ keep the feet on the pedals cause the ride's repossessed"

"Thought yo girl was faithful, had plans to bride her / Now she's a juco transfer for Coach Bill Snyder"

"Girls call me Mack cause my money's breezy/ and sometimes David Ash because I grew up without TV"

"Call a farmer, get a rope, do it fast/ Shake it like that, I can't take a pass/ Run the ball Bobo, cause we off the far hash/ Mark Richt lost control of that ass"

"My name's Dan Mullen and I'm here to say / Fuck, I'm not getting the Texas job, am I?"

"You say no to Kansas football/ Charlie Weis cain't"

"Keep talkin' shit bout this Louisville sched / Charlie Strong keep stackin' Papa John's bread / Imitation Product"

"Yeah, Muchamp's angry and he rips his pants / But don't call him Hulk, Hulk wouldn't kill Jim Nantz"

"WOOP WOOP! That's the sound of the police / I root for Mike London and intern for Credit Suisse"

"I see them at the church when I passes/ looking like they need gospel-in' maskses, it's hard for them to (FREEEEEZE!!!!) But I keep recruits in the stashes, Nigerians in my recruiting classes, these bitches can't (FREEEEEEZE)

"Bob Daaavie / awomanwenzeliznvawo / a licky boom boom yeahhh"

"Bielema in your momma's crib/ posted up and roasted on the sofa with a pile of ribs/ wipe a mouth on the cushions while she blowin' me/ Send a pic to Nick Saban, hood diplomacy"

"nobodyspitfasterthangushangoutwithpastorslikegusladiesknowthere'sonlyonespreadmasterthat'sgus"

"Tiger paws on the highway, step to this and you'l die quick/ Dabo Swinney's in the Range, but it's weird cause he don't drive stick/ Gotta park, switch some seats, let Chad Morris drive/ Get some Sonic and some chronic and the Tigers stay alive HOLLA"

"Maybe you'll win, and maybe we'll lose / But I bet you won't smile, because you're still in Syracuse"

"Tennessee things, put jug wine in your anus/ get it on Clay Travis site, shit let's get famous"

"The movies, the barber, a baptism hall / I'm Ohio State, son, I'll fuckin' drink at 'em all"

"Ames rollin', three girls at once, live' the dream/ While they scream say how proud you are of this team"

29 Jul 06:42

Flash Mob

by admin

12 Jul 21:45

SHARKNADO

by bubbaprog
Sclintonwoods

Why wouldn't he just duck and then slice it up after it was on the ground?

SHARKNADO

ANIMATED: Many of you requested this #sharknado GIF

11 Jul 23:11

If you’ve ever wanted to watch two people fuck on a BART train [NSFW]

by Allan Hough
Sclintonwoods

Woooo BART!

10 Jul 21:08

San Jalisco Would Really Like Their Panties Back

by Kevin Montgomery
Sclintonwoods

My neighborhood.

Perhaps not as exciting as when Mr. Pickle was stolen across the street four years ago, but someone recently carried out a panty raid on San Jalisco.  They're red and enormous, so if you see anything matching that description, grab them with your least favorite set of salad tongs and hesitantly carry them back to the beloved restaurant.

No questions asked!

Categorized: Crime, Life

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09 Jul 19:37

All The Proof You Will Ever Need That Abraham Lincoln Was Gay

by Rebecca Schoenkopf

More like GAYBRAHAM LINCOLN

We think you will agree that there is no comment necessary.

[Twitter]

03 Jul 22:22

Mental Health Break

by Andrew Sullivan

A torrent of fog over San Francisco:

Adrift from Simon Christen on Vimeo.


01 Jul 13:38

On Our Knees for America

by Erik Loomis
Sclintonwoods

OH MY GOD.

The Family Research Council has called for a day of action on June 30 against same-sex marriage. They designed a really great logo for it.

These people are so ready to come out of the closet, they can’t help themselves.

….Once again, it’s worth noting that it is in fact impossible to parody conservatives. Impossible.

28 Jun 20:55

Quote For The Day

by Andrew Sullivan

newyorker_bert_ernie.jpg.CROP.article568-large“Bert and Ernie clearly love each other. But does Ernie suck Bert’s cock? I don’t think so,” – June Thomas.


27 Jun 18:51

Anatomy of a Filibuster

by Thujone
Sclintonwoods

Prevail And Ride is mostly cartoon drawings of college football players and coaches with dicks on their heads. It's actually quite a bit more hilarious than it sounds. But he's from Austin, so obviously found some interest. And thank god.

Texas State Senate. Wendy Davis vs. Texas GOP. Craziness ensues.






















If you want to support Wendy Davis with a "Wendy F'n Davis" Prevail and Ride t-shirt, visit the P&R Cafe Press site and get one! All profit goes straight to Planned Parenthood.

26 Jun 21:39

Gavin Newsom Invented Your Gay Marriage: Wonkette Appreciates

by Rebecca Schoenkopf
Sclintonwoods

Oh, Gavin. We miss ya.

tall drink of waterGavin Newsom is California’s lieutenant governor. He used to be mayor of San Francisco. He is pretty. A long time ago, before today’s Supreme Court ruling invalidating Prop 8 (which we will have a post on EVENTUALLY, SNIPY), we wrote a thing. We are stealing it for you wholesale!

How can you write about Gavin Newsom (D–Funkytown) without sounding like Maureen Dowd? How can you separate San Francisco’s mayor from his status as heterosexiest man alive? You can’t even think about that tall drink of man without conjuring up his six-foot-three inches, and his voice, rougher and raspier than a cat’s tongue, and his Edwardsian perfect coif. Men want to be him; women want to slip him a mickey. It would be so much easier if Gavin Newsom looked like Long Beach Mayor Bob Foster, who is old and sports a kind of John Boehner tan and somehow resembles an unsexy version of Old Handsome Joe Biden.

Do you remember the morning in 2004 when Gavin Newsom announced that gay men and women could come to San Francisco City Hall, and they could pledge their lives and hearts and bodies to one another, just like they were real live people? I remember. I wept — sobbed — as I looked at the morning papers filled with above-the-fold photos of beautiful couples smiling shy-and-tenderly. I cried when I read that out-of-town folks could buy flowers from area florists to deliver to whichever ecstatic pairs were hanging out in line on the City Hall steps. I like to think I sent some flowers too, but it may be one of those false memories, like people who claim they were at Woodstock and actually believe it.

It was marvelous, and it went on and on, and the young mayor of New Paltz in upstate New York caught the fever and started marrying people too, and it was all so grand and imbued with the most beautiful civil disobedience (the mayor of New Paltz, Jason West, actually faced criminal charges filed against him by the local prosecutor for solemnizing marriages for people without licenses) until the California Supreme Court stepped in and annulled the marriages that San Francisco had consecrated.

Many blamed Newsom for the sad passage of Prop 8, when gay marriage opponents aired an ad that showed him laughing that gay marriage would eventually come to be “whether you like it or not.” Prop 8 overturned the California Supreme Court’s decision, four years after annulling San Francisco’s marriage licenses, that ruled that keeping marriage from gay men and women violated their civil rights. (The opinion was written by Chief Justice Ronald George, a Republican.) Many blamed the black community. But as far as I can tell, the only people to blame for the terrible victory of Prop 8 were the No on 8 campaign staff themselves. They refused to show any actual gay couples, or any actual gay families, and used instead a vague, confusing message based on “taking away rights” that never even used the words gay marriage. (Until all the way at the end of the campaign, when Mr. Samuel L. Jackson narrated a commercial that referenced, as it should have all along, California laws that banned black people and Latinos from marrying whites and the no-brainer that discrimination is wrong; it wasn’t until 1967 that the Supreme Court ruled in Loving v. Virginia that laws banning interracial marriage were unconstitutional.) If the No on 8 numbskulls believed they had to hide what they were trying to sell, that they had to somehow trick people into approving gay marriage, that gay marriage was too dirty and divisive to behold, then how could they expect anyone else to embrace it?

What California lost is now law in Massachusetts and Iowa, New Hampshire, Connecticut and Maine (for a minute anyway; their No on Gay Marriage folks are using our No on Gay Marriage folks’ playbook to the letter), and what Gavin Newsom imagined has been made real. I love me some single-payer healthcare, and I love the Kyoto treaty, and I love all manner of other good progressive happy things, but this is the one. He did this. He didn’t jump on anyone else’s bandwagon; he built the bandwagon from the ground up. He’s not just handsome (so, allegedly, was Dan Quayle). He’s more than just a pretty face. Even if it is one you’d really want to sit on.

26 Jun 21:29

Top Ten Notable Facts About the Gay-Marriage Decisions

by Kevin
  • First use of phrase "legalistic argle-bargle" since 1824's Gibbons v. Ogden
  • In a footnote, Justice Kennedy overturns the outcome of last season's American Idol just to see if anybody is still paying attention
  • Resolving an issue not raised below, Court rules unanimously that this lady over here bitching about her roommate has no standing to complain to me about it, and remands her case to the jurisdiction of somebody who cares
  • Justice Ginsberg interrupts reading of Windsor opinion to tell Justice Alito that if he keeps making that face, it's going to stay that way
  • Justice Thomas dissents on the grounds that there were no gay people in 1789
  • In another surprise result, Court grants an immediate stay of this lady's bitching about her roommate pending issuance of its mandate
  • Justice Sotomayor reads separate opinion consisting entirely of favorable reviews of her book; Alito dissents
  • Majority's rationale that "stability and predictability of basic personal relations" may be a liberty interest protected by the Fifth Amendment has broad implications, especially if scholars can construe it to get this lady to shut up
  • Justices Scalia and Thomas join in separate opinion declaring that they've always found each others' views very attractive and they don't care who knows it
  • President expresses support for outcome, states that everyone should be able to marry except whistleblowers
26 Jun 00:07

Yesterday’s Modern Man

by Andrew Sullivan

Here’s a charming, unintentionally amusing 1933 essay from Harper’s, “What the Young Man Should Know.” Among the many skills a gentleman should possess? Drinking:

American social habits being what they are, there is one indoor skill which seems to me not only far more important than bridge or dancing, but actually compulsory — drinking. A young man who could convince me that his lips really would never touch liquor might be let off my required course in drinking. But he would be an exceedingly rare bird, and alcohol is so much more evident a liquid in the United States than water that it is probably quite as necessary for a young man to learn how to drink as it is for him to learn how to swim. If the youth of the country had been taught how to drink, just as they were taught not to eat between meals or swallow before they had chewed, we should never have had Prohibition. It is a more difficult art than most, for every man reacts differently, and every man should know, long before the time when (according to our customs) he indulges in his first collegiate binge, whether liquor goes to his head, his legs, or his morals, whether he is the type that sings, fights, weeps, climbs lamp-posts, or pinches the girls. Furthermore, he should learn his capacity and stick within its limits; he should know something about the different kinds of drink, and which drinks produce chaos within him when mixed. By all means let him leave drink alone if he wants to. But since, nine times out of ten, he will drink, let him do so sensibly.

Read the rest for Depression-era thoughts on gambling, swimming, driving, dancing, and more.


25 Jun 18:48

No, Lincoln Could Not Have 'Bought the Slaves'

by Ta-Nehisi Coates
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One idea that will not die is the notion that Lincoln could have purchased the slaves freedom and thus avoided the Civil War. This argument ignores many factors. Among them: the fact that slavemasters actually liked being slavemasters and believe their system to be a "positive good." The fact that slavery was a social institution that granted benefits beyond hard cash. The fact that Lincoln tried compensated emancipation in Delaware and was rebuffed. The fact that no state was eager to have a large portion of black free people within its borders. But more than anything the argument ignores the fact that compensated emancipation was not economically possible. At all.

Rather then going through this again, I am reposting something I wrote when Ron Paul was arguing that compensated emancipation somehow would have prevented the Civil War. I do this with some frustration. More than anything, the Civil War has taught me that people often believe what they perceive it to be in their interest to believe. The facts of the Civil War are not mysterious to us. But they are, evidently, too brutal for of us to take. And so we find ourselves into a soloutionism premised on the idea that we are smarter than our forefathers. We are not. The Civil War is a fact. It happened for actual reasons. Those reasons do not change because they make us uncomfortable, nor because we believe in the magic of intellectual cowardice.

I saw the graph above for the first time yesterday, and it made me shiver. It's taken from historian  Roger L. Ransom's article "The Economics Of The Civil War." 

When you look at how American planters discussed slavery, over time, you find a marked shift. In the late 18th, early 19th century, slavery is is seen as an unfortunate inheritance, a problem of morality lacking a practical solution. Thomas Jefferson's articulation is probably the definitive in this school of thinking:

There must doubtless be an unhappy influence on the manners of our people produced by the existence of slavery among us. The whole commerce between master and slave is a perpetual exercise of the most boisterous passions, the most unremitting despotism on the one part, and degrading submissions on the other.

In Jefferson's day, talk of eventual abolition was not particularly rare in the South. Slave-owners spoke of colonization and some even emancipated their own slaves, The Quakers had a presence in the South and in the late 18th century banned slave-holding (If anyone has a precise date, I'll gladly insert.) Prominent slave-owning southerners like Henry Clay were in pursuit of some kind of compromise which would purge the country of its birth taint. 

But by the 1830s, such thinking was out of vogue in the South. Men like Henry Clay's cousin Cassius Clay, once wrote:

Slavery is an evil to the slave, by depriving nearly three millions of men of the best gift of God to man -- liberty. I stop here -- this is enough of itself to give us a full anticipation of the long catalogue of human woe, and physical and intel- lectual and moral abasement which follows in the wake of Slavery. Slavery is an evil to the master. It is utterly subservient of the Christian religion. It violates the great law upon which that religion is based, and on account of which it vaunts its preemi- nence.

In 1845 Clay was run out of Kentucky by a mob. By then the Calhoun school had taken root and Southerners had begun arguing that slavery was not immoral, but a positive good:

Never before has the black race of Central Africa, from the dawn of history to the present day, attained a condition so civilized and so improved, not only physically, but morally and intellectually. In the meantime, the white or European race, has not degenerated. It has kept pace with its brethren in other sections of the Union where slavery does not exist. It is odious to make comparison; but I appeal to all sides whether the South is not equal in virtue, intelligence, patriotism, courage, disinterestedness, and all the high qualities which adorn our nature. 

 But I take higher ground. I hold that in the present state of civilization, where two races of different origin, and distinguished by color, and other physical differences, as well as intellectual, are brought together, the relation now existing in the slaveholding States between the two, is, instead of an evil, a good--a positive good.

This is not just a rebuke of abolitionist thinking, but a rebuke of Jeffersonian thinking. Fifteen years later, Alexander Stephens would call Jefferson out by name arguing that his presumption of equality among men was a grievous error. 

Perhaps this is too crude an interpretation but the graph above, measuring the incredible rise in the wealth represented by the pilfering of black labor, tracks directly with the political debate. When slaves were worth only a cool $300 million, property in man was an "unhappy influence." When that number skyrocketed in excess of $3 billion, suddenly it was a "positive good." Perhaps this is to deterministic. I leave it to my fellow commenters to color in the portrait. At any rate the notion that such an interest--by far the greatest collective asset in the country at the time--could be merely incidental to the war is creationist quackery.

But on to the problem.

Ron Paul's argument is essentially that it would have been better for the government to bail out slave-holders by effecting a mass purchase of blacks. This would have saved a lot of money, as well as the lives and limbs of a lot of white people. I do not believe that saving lives and limbs of any people--white or black--to be a disreputable goal. But I refuse to lose sight of the fact that slavery was, itself, war. And the lives and limbs of black people were perpetually at stake for centuries. From 1860 to 1865 the rest of the country received a concentrated dose of that medicine which black people had been made to quaff for over two and a half centuries. It is now a century and a half later, but still in some corners of white America it is fashionable to remain embittered.


Nevertheless, the saving of people is, indeed, a noble goal, and Paul is not without at least the rudiments of a case. Enslaved black people were constructed into an interest representing $3 billion. ($70-75 billion in 21st century money.) But including expenditures, loss of property, loss of life (human capital,) the war, according to Ransom, costs $6.6 billion. 

The numbers are clear--the South's decision to raise an army, encourage sedition among its neighbors, and fire on federal property, was an economic disaster for white America. Moreover, the loss of 600,000 lives, in a war launched to erect an empire on the cornerstone of white supremacy and African slavery, was a great moral disaster for all corners of America. 

In the most crude sense, it would have been much "cheaper" for the government to effect a mass purchase. But how? Ransom gives us some thoughts:

One "economic" solution to the slave problem would be for those who objected to slavery to "buy out" the economic interest of Southern slaveholders. Under such a scheme, the federal government would purchase slaves. A major problem here was that the costs of such a scheme would have been enormous. Claudia Goldin estimates that the cost of having the government buy all the slaves in the United States in 1860, would be about $2.7 billion (1973: 85, Table 1). Obviously, such a large sum could not be paid all at once. Yet even if the payments were spread over 25 years, the annual costs of such a scheme would involve a tripling of federal government outlays (Ransom and Sutch 1990: 39-42)! The costs could be reduced substantially if instead of freeing all the slaves at once, children were left in bondage until the age of 18 or 21 (Goldin 1973:85). Yet there would remain the problem of how even those reduced costs could be distributed among various groups in the population. The cost of any "compensated" emancipation scheme was so high that even those who wished to eliminate slavery were unwilling to pay for a "buyout" of those who owned slaves.

It is statement on the quality of our journalism, that I have seen Ron Paul repeatedly note that compensated emancipation would have avoided the Civil War, but I never seen a journalist ask him "How?" The "How" is quite clear--either by tripling the federal budget for 25 years, or through the (continued) enslavement of children. 

These are all questions from the buyer-side. What about the seller? Would slaveholders willingly sell at "fair" price? How do we decide fair?

Edward Gaffney offers some thoughts in comments:

[A]s a slaveowner, you know that an abolitionist government values slaves more than you. In particular, they don't have a reason to pay lower prices as they buy more slaves. Therefore, the market in slaves breaks down immediately upon the beginning of compensated emancipation. Suddenly, there's a big buyer who will keep on buying. Just like a bond trader, why would you charge a big buyer the liquid market price if you know he's not going to stop buying? You should charge him the highest value of the last slave owned by any slaveowner, at the very least. 

This is the theory of the cartel in the economics of industrial organisation. The social apparatus of a slaveholding society should minimise the number of defections from this cartel by easy sellers; in particular, they would fear that one's status would fall if one chooses money while one's neighbours choose to continue owning human beings. Sellers now have the market power; the price rises as a result. 

A government which buys slaves, with the explicit intent to buy all slaves, is in a poor bargaining position versus slaveowners.. Signalling your intention to buy up all the supply of a commodity on the market increases the price you'll pay, whether that be bonds or human beings.

The thought-experiment, here, needs to be full gamed out. Ostensibly, in the government you have a buyer which, faced with the threat of mass violence, is willing to pay a large sum to end slavery. In slave-holders you have a seller, that does not want to sell, that has reacted violently to recent talk of selling, that, further, believes slavery is a good thing, ordained by God and the Bible. The greater country--having rejected war as an option--has no ability to compel this seller to any price. On the contrary, the country is, itself, partially dependent on slave-holders. ("By the mid 1830s, cotton shipments accounted for more than half the value of all exports from the United States," writes Ransom.) 

How does one make this work? And more importantly, why do we need to?

We are united in our hatred of war and our abhorrence of violence. But a hatred of war is not enough, and when employed to conjure away history, it is a cynical vanity which posits that one is, somehow, in possession of a prophetic insight and supernatural morality which evaded our forefathers. It is all fine to speak of how history "should have been." It takes something more to ask why it wasn't, and then to confront what it actually was. 


H/T to Yglesias for much of this post.
    


19 Jun 22:26

Beard Powerpoint Of The Day

by Andrew Sullivan
Sclintonwoods

Fuck yeah.

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Mississippi State baseball coach John Cohen had a long-standing rule against his players sporting facial hair. In protest, one of his pitchers, Trevor Fitts, assembled a Powerpoint presentation titled “Why having a beard will help the Mississippi State baseball team go to Omaha [where the College World Series is held].” The rule was rescinded - and guess where they’re headed now?

The story of the presentation came out last week during a discussion about how much fun this team has (and how goofy they are). The loose style of play is what the players and coaches credit with their reaching the College World Series.

And beards.

(Hat tip: Mockingbird)


18 Jun 15:48

British humour makes baseball even better

by David Brown

It's no matter that British comedian Anthony Richardson probably did this voiceover of New York Yankees-Boston Red Sox opening day for folks who are less familiar with Major League Baseball. American fans of our nation's pastime should find it funny, too, as long as they're aware of rounders or cricket (unless those are the same thing), the sport (or sports) from which baseball partially derived.

Richardson's top observations include:

• Calling umpires "FBI" agents.

• Calling the Red Sox "another team ... to be confirmed."

• Calling an obvious foul ball a home run, adding (NSFW): "Smack me! Wowzers in me trousers!" The Anglo equivalent to "You can put it on the board ... yes!"

• Commenting on a routine fly ball to right: "Mork and Mindy! That's going for six! ... No! Caught by the chap in the pajamas with the glove that makes everything easier. And they all scuttle off for a nap." That might encapsulate the typical half-inning better than anything Vin Scully ever has said.

And that's just the first 30 seconds. Additionally, Richardson noting that Ichiro looks like actor Joseph Gordon-Levitt is bizarrely prescient. It's also an important sub-theme of the final 90 seconds.

Richardson just might transform how we all watch baseball going forward. Would it be the worst thing for Hawk Harrelson to affect a Cockney accent and talk like that for a half-inning every now and then ? It would make the White Sox more tolerable right now, that's for sure, what?

And hitting the ball into a plastic bag should be worth more.

Wickets!

Big BLS H/N: CBS Eye on Baseball

Psst! You there, on the internet. You like baseball? Follow @bigleaguestew, @Townie813, @AnswerDave and @MikeOz on Twitter. Also check out the BLS Facebook Page.

16 Jun 22:58

Taiwanese Animation tackles the Redskins controversy

The folks at Next Media Animation have a certain way of crystalizing American sports stories the way nobody on this side of the Pacific is able to do.  Their latest target is the controversy gaining steam surrounding the Redskins changing their name.  It's always had that uncomfortable remnant of generational racism, but the NFL continues to stand by the name against a growing groundswell of public opinion to move in a new direction.  The Taiwanese animation perspective provides as good as an explanation as any I've seen as to why a change is in good order.

George Marshall is spinning in his grave over being captured by Taiwanese animation.  And that's probably a good thing.

[NMATV]

14 Jun 00:00

A Floating Forest

by Andrew Sullivan

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The SS Ayrfield is an industrial relic transformed by new growth:

Homebush Bay in Sydney, Australia is home to the remnants of a ship-breaking yard that operated during the mid 20th-century. Large watercraft that outlived their usefulness were towed to Homebush Bay and dismantled to salvage any components that could be reused or sold for scrap.

One such ship was the SS Ayrfield, a 1,140-tonne behemoth built in 1911 as a steam collier that was later used during WWII as a transport ship. In 1972 it was brought to Homebush Bay to be dismantled, but fate would decide differently. Operations at the ship-breaking yard subsequently ceased and parts of several large vessels including the Ayrfield were left behind, the largest objects in an area now infamous for decades of chemical dumping and pollution. But only this century-old transport ship would be transformed by time into a floating forest, a peculiar home for trees and other vegetation that have since sprouted over the last few decades. …

As the forest has grown inside the SS Ayrfield, the bay is now a popular place for photographers who wish to capture the uncanny sight of this strangely beautiful relic of the bay’s industrial past, not to mention nature’s resiliency.

(Photo: Flickr user Bruce Hood)


14 Jun 00:00

The Tragic Fall of the White Race in America

by Josh Marshall

Let's not mince words. It's hard being a white person in America. I hadn't noticed this but that's what everyone seems to say. So I was struck when a group of stories came together today in what seemed like a serendipitous way.

It starts with the news that among the people 5 years old and younger in America whites are now a minority. It's worth noting that that's a pretty small part of the population. And all it really means is that white people are no longer a bigger slice of the population than everyone else combined. But it does put the trajectory of American demographics and life in sharp relief. If you figure that it was a big, big deal that the percentage of the white vote was 72% in 2012 and had fallen from 88% in 1980, you can see that the fact that in 20 years that percentage, among young voters, will be 50/50, it's actually a very big deal.

Then there was this story of Rep. Steve King (R-IA), well-known crazy person and tireless driver of TPM audience numbers, going on Twitter to complain that because of President Obama's climate of lawlessness a group of "illegal aliens have just invaded my DC office." TPM's Perry Stein caught up with the horde of illegals/aka 'Dreamers' to get their side of the story here.

And then just after noon, we heard about the story of 11-year-old Sebastien De La Cruz, who sang the national anthem at Tuesday nights NBA Finals game and then got deluged by racist tweets telling him to go back to Mexico and that he'd probably just snuck into the country hours before and other good stuff. De La Cruz was born in San Antonio.

Good times, as they say.

But it's brought home some of my own thoughts about the changing racial makeup of the country and the persistent or perhaps growing climate of white racial panic as white people face a future as only the biggest single group in the country with most of the wealth and power. Race has, obviously, always been a central part of American politics. Always. But we don't have to go back to 1619 or 1863 or any other ancient date. Let's just talk about the 1990s or really any other time up to the last few years. It's not that any of this stuff is new. It's that until pretty recently we had this stuff and on balance it was successful. That's the key. And now, though it's a very close run thing, it tends not to be successful. And by successful I mean in a purely electoral sense. Does it get you more votes than it loses you. And at a certain level that's all that matters.

Republicans invested heavily in voter suppression for the 2012 cycle. And while it is very important to note that a big reason why it didn't 'work' was that courts struck down a lot of the most egregious laws (and huge kudos to the myriad civil rights and voting rights lawyers who made that possible), it also didn't work because the attempt itself massively energized the growing non-white electorate. So every time a little Mexican-American kid dares to sing the national anthem at a basketball game wearing a mariachi suit and freaks start telling him on Twitter to go back to Mexico, it's gross and it's a bummer, but you also realize that it's probably marginalizing the white racist freakshow vote more than it's empowering it. And when conservative backbenchers in the House say 'pathway to citizenship' over my dead body or despair of American culture, well, sure bring it to the next election and let's see what happens. And the one after that.

It's worth remembering that the intensity of this kind of thinking will almost certainly grow as its political effectiveness wanes. But the simple fact is that calculus has changed. There are now enough non-white people in America and just as critically enough whites who are either at least comfortable or even welcome being in a multiracial party and country, that the electoral calculus has changed. And that's a really good thing.

    


13 Jun 23:46

The Racist Origins of a Racist Nickname

by Scott Lemieux
Sclintonwoods

Fuck the Skins. Worst name in sports. Only marginally better than the Indians' racist logo.

Pareene with some useful background about why the Washington D.C. football team has a vile racial slur for a nickname. It’s not an unbroken tradition, and it wasn’t a term that was considered racially neutral at the time:

This Washington football team was named by one of the most vehement racists in the history of American professional sports. When George Marshall bought the team in 1932, they were called the Boston Braves. He changed the name — to a slur, because he was a racist — and moved them to Washington. He made “Dixie” one of the team’s fight songs and refused to hire black players well into the 1960s. The NFL integrated in 1946 but Marshall’s team held out until the federal government actually forced them to field black players in 1963. The all-white Washington teams of the 1950s and 1960s were among the worst in the league, but segregation was more important to Marshall than winning football games. The NFL had actually already been racially integrated until black players were suddenly banned in 1933. Interviews with owners suggest that Marshall was responsible for the ban.

This is the man who named the team and white supremacy and racism obviously informed his every decision. In his will he insisted that his foundation not spend any money on “any purpose which supports or employs the principle of racial integration in any form.” It is extremely hard to believe that this man selected the name — specially changed the name from a less offensive term for American Indians to this term — to “honor” anyone, the usual argument used by the team’s modern defenders.

The current owner of the team, an incompetent lying corporate buffoon named Dan Snyder, is not as racist as George Marshall. (Few living people are.) He is merely dumb, vain, greedy and stubborn.

I also agree that media organizations — which generally have rules against using racial slurs — should refuse to use the name.

…Zirin has more.

13 Jun 23:43

BREAKING! MAJOR SUPREME COURT OPINION!

by Scott Lemieux
Sclintonwoods

Justice Kagan. So dreamy.

I welcome our judicial overlords, so long as they are able to pepper their opinions in fascinating trucking regulation cases with cutting-edge pop cultural references:

The two directly at issue here compel the company to (1) affix a placard on each truck with a phone number for reporting environmental or safety concerns (You’ve seen the type: “How am I driving? 213–867–5309”)…

Reports that Justice Kagan blesses the rains down in Africa are unconfirmed at press time.

13 Jun 02:46

Face Of The Day

by Andrew Sullivan

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Jill Harness explains:

Prince worked as a therapy dog at Portage High School in Indiana for four years before retiring this spring. To honor the pup’s service, the school opted to include him in the yearbook among all the graduating seniors and let him lead the pack of students during the graduation ceremony last Sunday.


11 Jun 15:06

New extinction theory. sensational-sexbot: good morning tumblr



New extinction theory.

sensational-sexbot:

good morning tumblr

08 Jun 06:41

Parchment Or Person?

by Andrew Sullivan
Sclintonwoods

Creepy/awesome?

Helen Lewis scours the 300 tattooed “slivers of skin from the 19th and early 20th centuries” currently held in London’s Blythe House:

So how do you harvest a tattoo? These days you’d use a dermatome, a gadget invented in the 1930s that slices off a fine layer of the epidermis and is now used for skin grafts. In the 19th century, you had to use a scalpel and care; many of the Wellcome [Collection] specimens are of different thicknesses or marked with slashes, or have scalloped edges from being stretched and pinned during preservation. Some are thick and soft like leather; others are scratchy and stiff like card; some are translucent when you hold them to the light.

A sample of the collection:

“Guess what that is.” I can feel my brow furrowing as I regard what looks like an L-shaped piece of parchment with a small doodle on it. Disconcertingly, in the hinge of the shape, there is a clump of hair. “It’s an armpit,” says [Gemma Angel, tattoo historian], tucking it away. She holds up a pair of eyes, preserved separately, and grins. “These are from buttocks. I think it’s so that when you turn your back, it’s like, ‘Lads, I’m still watching you.’”

Studying old tattoos involves certain precautions. The collection Angel is working with has been preserved with formaldehyde, so we have to turn on a nozzled fume extractor that she calls the “elephant’s trunk” every time we take a piece of skin out of its wrapper. Despite the trunk, the smell of preservative hangs in the air and I can feel a headache being born somewhere in my sinuses. My hands are sweating uncomfortably in their latex gloves.

What I’m not feeling is queasy – and this surprises me, because touching other people’s buttocks and armpits, once they’ve been detached from the people themselves, ought to be slightly disorientating. However, the tattoos look so much like they are on parchment that it’s hard to remember they once sweated and tingled and hurt. The only moment of connection I have is when Angel holds up an intricate chest piece – complete with nipples – against her torso, to show off its impressive size. “Big guy, huh?” she says.

(Photograph © Gemma Angel, courtesy of the Science Museum, London.)


06 Jun 21:33

Video: Stephen Colbert Remembers Michele Bachmann: "I Will Miss Her"

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06 Jun 21:28

Cells

Now, if it selectively kills cancer cells in a petri dish, you can be sure it's at least a great breakthrough for everyone suffering from petri dish cancer.
04 Jun 20:00

ROGER STERLING ASS 2

by bubbaprog
ROGER STERLING ASS 2

ANIMATED: I’m sorry, *this* is Roger Sterling in his element.