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January 23, 2008

Happy Birthday, Buck

On this day, 65 years ago, Gil Gerard was born in Little Rock, AR. Folks of my vintage well remember his version of "Buck Rogers In The 25th Century" and oh, have I mentioned lately that I did a whole series of posts on the episodes of Season One?

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Oh, yeah. I did. Never mind.

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Ah The Era Of Soundboards (The Arnold Prank Call)

Matt Romney has a little fun at his dad's expense.

Heh.

h/t: Matt Lewis as Townhall.com

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January 22, 2008

Gratuitous Roe Day Observation

Taranto has this to say about the anniversary of Roe v Wade and the current state of the abortion debate:

Today is the 35th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, the decision in which seven men imposed their views on abortion on the entire country. This ruling, which had no basis in the text of the Constitution and only a tenuous connection to then-existing precedents, was supposed to settle the matter once and for all. Instead, it turned the court into a de facto review board for state abortion policies and made abortion--and by extension the court itself--into the most divisive issue in presidential politics.

Whoops!

Both the Washington Post and the Los Angeles Times have articles noting, with some surprise, that today's antiabortion movement includes lots of young people. The Post piece includes this delightful bit of Fox Butterfieldesque puzzlement:

Despite the steady drop in abortions across the United States in the three decades since the Supreme Court legalized the procedure in 1973 in the case of Roe v. Wade, a new generation of activists is taking up the cause with conviction and sophistication. There are Students for Life chapters on more than 400 college campuses nationwide.

What is the logic of that "despite"? Abortion tends not to be carried down through the generations: If your mother had an abortion when she was pregnant with you, the likelihood of your ever having an abortion is close to zero. The L.A. Times describes a meeting of an antiabortion group called Generation Life, which sheds some further light on the subject:

"I feel like we're all survivors of abortion," Claire said.

She has five sisters and a brother; most of her classmates, she said, come from much smaller families. The way Claire sees it, they're missing out on much joy--and she blames abortion.

"I look at my friends," she said, "and I wonder, 'Where are your siblings?' "

They're not out marching for legal abortion, that's for sure!

Now Taranto has been on this pro-abortion-rights-types-tend-to-thin-themselves-out kick for quite a while and I imagine there's something to it. However, the Missus and I happened to be talking about the whole business yesterday and she brought up what I think is a perfectly valid point: in the past twenty years or so, the advances in pre-natal technology - with sonograms, detailed photos, heart-beats detected ever earlier in the cycle, and so on - have made it abundantly clear that the issue is about the interests of both the mother and the child within her. Armed with this information, younger people are simply harder to convince that it's all just about a woman's body or some abstract Right to Choose, and are pushing back more and more, accordingly.

Very smart woman, my wife.

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The New State Of The Race - GOP Division

With Ol' Fred taking his leave of the process (NRO has an analysis on why he never really took off), let's look at where the remaining (major) candidates stand:

Huckabee: Word is the Huckster is out of money and he's all but abandoned Florida. Had Fred withdrawn earlier he probably would have won SC. Since he came in second, his big hope now is to "hang around" and accumulate some delegates. VP spot, anyone?

McCain: His challenge now is to win primaries that are closed to non-party members (i.e. independents). If he loses Florida, the bloom of "inevitability" may wither and his softer support may elude him on Extreme Tuesday. The MSM loves him. The conservative base of the Republican party? Not so much.

Romney: His biggest advantage is the money. He can stay in as long as he wants. Ad buys may be effective in introducing himself to voters who may not be that familiar with him. He's currently got the most delegates and looks like slow and steady is his strategy. He has an uncanny ability to win you over if you're not firmly in another camp.

Giuliani: If this comes down to a three way race (McCain-Romney-Giuliani), even a second place finish in Florida can keep him alive for Feb. 5th. He's got the name recognition down. He's probably got the toughest sell. But stranger things have happened already. And Rudy could end up defying all pundits and come away with a plurality of the available delegates.

From where I sit (and I'm still a Rudy guy) I see the best chances for the nomination - over the long haul - in this order:
1) Romney
2) McCain
3) Giuliani
4) Huckabee

We shall see.


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"Good Night, Bob"

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Via our Maximum Leader I learn that the lovely and talented Suzanne Pleshette passed away over the weekend at age 70.

I'm old enough to have been a great fan of the old Bob Newhart Show back in the 70's. I'm also old enough that Pleshette's dark hair, cool and poised delivery and two-pack-a-day huskiness made quite the impression on my burgeoning...well, let's just say she was one of my early crushes.

Indeed, so taken with her was I in my yoot that I even forgave her for her role in The Adventures of Bullwhip Griffin when I finally saw it. This despite the fact that the movie, very loosely based on By The Great Horn Spoon, a favorite novel of mine at the time, made a complete hash of the book, and was indeed my first experience of Hollywood screen adaptation butchery.

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Calling Sarah Connor

Israel to deploy Skynet! Okay, not quite but check this out.

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Ol' Fred Hangs It Up

Not surprising:

NAPLES, Fla. - Former Tennessee Sen. Fred Thompson quit the Republican presidential race on Tuesday, after a string of poor finishes in early primary and caucus states.

"Today, I have withdrawn my candidacy for president of the United States. I hope that my country and my party have benefited from our having made this effort," Thompson said in a statement.

Thompson's fate was sealed last Saturday in the South Carolina primary, when he finished third in a state that he had said he needed to win.

In the statement, Thompson did not say whether he would endorse any of his former rivals. He was one of a handful of members of Congress who supported Arizona Sen. John McCain in 2000 in his unsuccessful race against George W. Bush for the party nomination.

Guess we're gonna have to revamp the sidebar. For any other candidates seeking our support, just keep in mind that the PayPal donation button over to teh right works just fine....


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Gospel Lite

It's "Jesusanity":

"Jesusanity" is a coined term for the alternative story about Jesus. Here the center of the story is still Jesus, but Jesus as either a prophet or a teacher of religious wisdom. In Jesusanity, Jesus remains very much Jesus of Nazareth. He points the way to God and leads people into a journey with God. His role is primarily one of teacher, guide, and example. Jesus' special status involves his insight into the human condition and the enlightenment he brings to it. There is no enthronement of Jesus at God's side, only the power of his teaching and example. In this story, the key is that Jesus inspires others, but there is no throne for him. He is one among many the best, perhaps, and one worthy to learn from and follow.

The post (which is a review of a book debunking the idea) caught my eye because while I've heard a goodish bit of this kind of talk lately, I've never seen a name put to it. It strikes me as a way to rationalize being able to say nice things about Jesus ("He was kind to children! He didn't kill cute puppies! He separated his plastics!") while at the same time avoiding the leap that true Faith demands.

UPDATE: Dropped below the fold for the benefit of certain of our regular readers, I can't resist reposting this little a propos gem. (If you don't want to look, don't click. Then everybody's happy, right?)

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I've Got A Baaaaad Feeling About This

Half of my office showed up for work this morning with a wicked pissah flu. Now I happen to feel just fine n' dandy at the moment, but my birthday is coming up Saturday and I have to fly out for a deposition Sunday night.

Think I don't see this one coming? Where'd I put those zinc supplements?

MID-DAY UPDATE: Okay, not feeling so fine and dandy anymore. Geh. But no! I refuse to believe that there is any connection! I just didn't get a very good night's sleep last night, that's all. Yeah, that's the ticket.

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Old Stars Give Birth Again

No - not Meryl Streep and Diane Keaton!

Astral body stars, billions of years old, are producing new planets. It thrills the geek in me. Read the article at Space.com.

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January 21, 2008

Well, this explains . . .

why people are looking at me wondering what will trigger my latent PTSD. Via NRO.

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Gratuitous Domestic Posting - For The Birds Division

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(Photo lifted from the Cornell Ornothology Lab)

This is the Red-breasted Nuthatch. As I was idly gazing out the library window at Orgle Manor this morning, I noticed one messing about the feeder. While we have lots of ordinary Nuthatches 'round here, I've never noticed one of the Red-breasted variety before. Very nice.

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January 20, 2008

Gratuitous Football Observation

Help us, Eli-Wan Kenobi, you're our only hope!

Hats off to the Giants for toughing it out on the frozen tundra of Green Bay this evening, but I'm apprehensive about their chances against the Pats Juggernaut.

Still, dum spiro, spero, right?

Go Giants!

Yips! from Gary:
Hey, the pressure is all on the Pats. They're supposed to win. They're the best team in the NFL, right? For the Jints, it's all gravy.

And how humiliating is the prospect of going through a perfect season only to be beaten by a Wildcard team. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Gratuitous Llama Movie Observations

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Two things came to mind as I was recently watching The Cowboys for the umpteenth time:

1. Can you imagine what a ride that film must have been for the boys who starred in it? Not only were they in the saddle, riding & roping & yippie-kay-yaying all over New Mexico and Oregon (I believe), but they were doing so with The Dook! For a nine, ten, eleven year old kid, how could it possibly get any sweeter than that?

2. One of my many beefs with the movie Master & Commander, indeed probably my chief beef, was the casting of Russell Crowe as Jack Aubrey. All wrong. Completely and utterly wrong. Crowe's shtick is dour broodiness. Aubrey, on the other hand, is a big, sanguine, leonine man. Know who would have suited him well, the accent issues aside? John Wayne, that's who.

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Gratuitous Llama Political Observation

If it came down to it, I could live with McCain. Yes, there are some -cough- things -cough- I hate - McCain-Feingold - about his record, but I'd certainly trust him on foreign policy, which as I've said is the big issue for me this year.

If you'd have told me back in 2000 that I would be saying this now, I'd probably have howled with derisive laughter.

UPDATE: The Irish Elk has more on McCain as a Scoop-Jackson Donk in Elephant Clothing. Yeah, maybe. But again, I say, consider the alternative.....

UPDATE DEUX: Flipping about the blogsphere, I notice several conservative types - Ace and Jeff Goldstein come to mind - making Achilles-sulking-in-his-tent rumblings. While I appreciate their frustration, I can't approve their means of showing it. This ain't 1992 when the country was drowzing in false peace. We're in a proxy war against Iran already and likely to be in a full-scale one in the next couple years. God knows what's going to happen to Pakistan and, of course, we can't let up on the Al-Q boys anywhere else. Plus, the next prez is going to pick how many Supreme Court justices? Two? Three? Truth of the matter is that there's just too much Real Life Stuff at stake for conservatives to let She Who Must Not Be Named take the helm just to teach the GOP a lesson this year.

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Raisins 2007

Steven, at The Sneeze is running a study in psychology on his small son. Hilarity ensues.

MUST read now.

Large cuppa steaming Darjeeling for the lovely Mrs. Keysunset!

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January 19, 2008

Hillary, Still Milking It for All It is Worth

Monica Lewinsky, of course, but ten years down the road-it is just getting a little thin.

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Happy Birthday, General Lee!

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Robert Edward Lee was born this day in 1807 at Stratford Hall, Virginia.

Regular reader (and fellow Dubyanell alum) Monica sent along this article by Paul Greenberg that captures nicely what made Lee, well, Lee:

Lee's was but the code of the gentleman. But who now can remember what a gentleman was? Therefore we conclude that there never really was such a thing. We assume there had to be some self-interest in Lee, and that we can find it if we just keep chipping away at the marble man. Shard by shard, we will yet explain him, until his spell lies shattered into a hundred different pieces. Instead, it is we who are shattered, revealed as incomplete, broken and, worse, unaware of it.

Modernity, which is another name for the American experience, is incapable of seeing wholeness. And it is his wholeness that explains Lee's emotion without sentimentality, his mythology without fictiveness.

Lee did not exult in victory or explain in defeat. At Chancellorsville, arguably the most brilliant victory ever achieved by an American commander, his thoughts seemed only of the wounded Jackson. As if he understood that losing Jackson would be to lose the war, that nothing would be the same afterward. At Appomattox, he was intent on the best terms he could secure for his men. His own fate did not seem to concern him except for the ways in which it might affect others - his family, his countrymen, the next generation. From beginning to end, his circumstances changed, but he remained the same. And does yet.

If the South is more than a geographic designation, if there is still a South worthy of the name, it is because myth continues to shape her, and Southerners may still be able to imagine what it is to be whole, all of a piece.

When Flannery O'Connor was asked why Southerners seem to have a penchant for writing about freaks, she would say: Because in the South we are still able to recognize a freak when we see one. To do that, one must have some idea of what wholeness would be. In these latitudes, the idea of wholeness has a name: Lee.

As I said last year, Lee was a tragic hero - the best of men who, through one character flaw and a set of horrid circumstances, found himself on the wrong side in the great battle of the times. I think both Shakespeare and the classical Greek authors would have recognized him as such.

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Gratuitous Domestic Posting (TM) - Technological Seduction Division

So the Missus went and bought herself an I-pod. True to our rayther Luddite leanings, we had to have one of the Llama-ettes' little friends come over and set the durn thing up for her.

For the past day or two, therefore, the talk around Orgle Manor has been of nothing but said I-pod, the Missus praising its glories and the Llama-ettes squabbling over it like seagulls fighting over a dead crab. I was sniffing about the whole business this morning when the Missus said, "Oh, yes? Well what about you and your blogging?"

"That, my dear," I replied loftily, "is an exercise in creative writing."

"Uh, huh," she said. "And I suppose all those babe photos you post are an exercise in creative writing, too?"

Ouch.

IN FOR A PENNY UPDATE: It happens to be the late Robert Palmer's birthday today. In his honor, let us study one of his more famous MTV videos with a view to a discussion of the so-called Reagan Revolution of the mid-80's and the aesthetics of babe objectification in popular musick and culchah and stuff during that period. This is strictly academic, of course:

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January 18, 2008

Gratuitous Domestic Posting - Manning the Ramparts Division

So the eldest Llama-ette came home from St. Marie of the Blessed Educational Method singing a new song recently. It is set to the tune of La Marseillaise and goes something like this:

In-1789-Louis-the Siiiiiixteenth
Caused the Fre-eench Revolution.
He was the worst king since Louis the Fifteenth,
Who was the worst king since Louis the Fourteenth...

And so on, apparently all the way back if not to Charlemagne, then at least the first of the Bourbons. I can't get the words and meter exactly right, but you get the idea.

"No he didn't and no he wasn't," I snapped when I heard her. "Where on earth did you get that?"

"From my music teacher," the gel replied. "She wrote that song."

"Well, she certainly didn't write the tune," I said, "And she's quite wrong about her history. The forces that erupted in 1789 had been building up for a loooong time. Louis' problem was that he was too soft and too kind-hearted. That gave those Jacobin dogs and their rabble the opening they were looking for, with the result that poor old Louis, his wife and a lot of other perfectly innocent people suffered for it terribly. There's not much good can be said of the French Revolution."

I told her not to, but I have every reason to believe she's gone straight back to her teacher and relayed my comments.

This is the same teacher who wrote a Columbus Day song that starts:

In Fourteen Hundred and Ninety-Two,
Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
It was a courageous thing to do,
But someone was already there.

The chorus is a laundry list of Indian tribes, all implied to be living in perfect harmony with each other and Nature.

This one happens to scan prettily, but I still don't like it. When the gels sang it for the first time, I launched into a cranky little screed about the myth of the primitivist paradise, touching not only on the great imperial civilizations of Central and South America and what they did to their neighbors, but also the fear and loathing of the Sioux by everyone around them and the outright terror inspired by the Iroquois in every other tribe east of the Mississippi.

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