Tuesday, November 30, 2010

'Liberalism manifests itself...

Salutations From Chairman Bho


'...in various ways.

To let things slide for the sake of peace and friendship when a person has clearly gone wrong, and refrain from principled argument because he is an old acquaintance, a fellow townsman, a schoolmate, a close friend, a loved one, an old colleague or old subordinate.

Or to touch on the matter lightly instead of going into it thoroughly, so as to keep on good terms. The result is that both the organization and the individual are harmed.

This is one type of liberalism'.


Take that, you nattering naysayers of "Niebuhrian realism".

;>)

One Rule To This Game



Joni Mitchell, Be Cool, 1982.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Sunday Overnight



Duke Ellington & Billy Strayhorn, Blood Count, 1967.



Jimi Hendrix, Easy Blues, 1969.



Ed Bickert, with Don Thompson and Terry Clarke, When Sunny Gets Blue, 1976.



The Jaco Pastorius big band with Othello Molineaux, Reza / Giant Steps, 1982.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

At long last, America beats the Soviet Union!

Kabul, Mon Amour

Congratulations, you won.

Now go home.

Run it's Che, again

And isn't this some simple shit? '...Like handing out speeding tickets at the Indy 500', one might say.
Somebody left off the clown nose when they dressed for work that morning.



;>)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Gasp!

T.D. Living

Just one darn minute here...Attica! Attica!

;>)

Dreaming, Facing The Wall



Lhasa de Sela, De Cara A La Pared, 1997.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Sunday Overnight



Charles Mingus, with Jimmy Knepper, Bill Evans, Shafi Hadi, Clarence Shaw, and Danny Richmond, Celia, 1957.



McCoy Tyner, with Sonny Fortune, Calvin Hill and Alphonse Mouzon, Rebirth, 1972.



Nat Adderly with Joe Zawinul, Rise Sally Rise , 1968.



Richard Tee and Steve Gadd, Rhapsody In Blue, 1990.



Dave Brubeck and Paul Desmond, Stardust, 1953.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Winston Smith's Nu-America

I Sold You and You Sold Me

And so another week passes into history, a bright, shiny piñata filled with unwholesome trivia discharging its trifles all over an widely ignored dirt floor of cold realities.

IMO, part of the 'werwolf' effect desired by the financial backers of the Right in America is the devaluation of national political perception.

The aim in this being to foster the broad impression that politics is all a crude joke on the voters and unworthy of serious consideration by anyone with a pretense toward cogent thought, as opposed to putting forward candidates keen on and capable of performing the jobs that candidates are historically elected to do (policy development and enactment, responsible governance, inclusive representation, and so forth).
Instead, deploy arch-buffoons acting out in bizarre and irresponsible fashions while disparaging government's function wherever possible, encourage them to pollute the discourse with lies about everything at all times including the lying, and create a hazily impenetrable climate of suspicion and mistrust among the electorate that has both a chilling and energizing effect at the polls...'Chilling', to targeted demographics that as a result of such antics can no longer justify exercising basic civic duties to themselves out of the futility of same being made manifest on the nightly propaganda roundup, and 'energizing' to the lucidity-challenged fringe elements who can now cartwheel their way into the middle ring without fear of being run out of the big tent at swordpoint, at long last being surrounded by humanoids just like them...Insane, vindictive and merciless.

This process is greatly aided by a populace becoming progressively cowed into giving up freedoms that their countrymen and women died and are putatively dying for in wartime - even minor ones like not being subjected to unwanted sexual contact as a precursor for taking flight to some far flung destination in a winged steel sausage, afterward comforting themselves with illusions of personal safety while drowning their private humiliations in watered down bar-brand alcohol.

Not that other people dying for one's freedoms makes much difference now in this brave nu-America, because "sometimes...they threaten you with something — something you can't stand up to, can't even think about. And then you say, 'Don't do it to me, do it to somebody else, do it to so-and-so.'... And after that, you don't feel the same towards the other person any longer."

Who is your Julia?

;>)

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Rush, you know it ain't easy

Our Limbaugh Who Art In Radio

...To do snarky Photoshop work that doesn't dabble in the sort of brain-damaged racist tripe enjoyed by Klannish mouth-breathers and drug-addled ratings hounds...or unpatriotic defacers of national landmarks, for that matter. Leave the low-hanging fruit alone, son.

Bin One For The Chipper

Word to the wise


;>)

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Sunday Overnight



John Coltrane, Love, 1965.



Johnny Desmond, You Go To My Head, 1960.



The Lennie Tristano sextet (Lee Konitz, Warne Marsh, Billy Bauer, Arnold Fishkin , Harold Granowsky (drums on 1), Denzil Best (drums on 2)), Wow / Marionette, 1949.



Sam Rivers, with Ron Carter, Joe Chambers, Freddie Hubbard, and Herbie Hancock, Point Of Many Returns, 1965.



Ornette Coleman, Don Cherry, Charlie Haden, and Billy Higgins, Buckminster Fuller, 1990.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Pickled Punks Prevent Proper Progress

Pickled Punks Prevent Proper Progress

For Nonnie, who said she'd still be my friend even if I did it.

;>)

Sunday, November 07, 2010

Sunday Overnight



Hubert Laws, Scheherazade, 1975.



Chet Baker and Paul Bley, Little Girl Blue, 1985.



Hank Garland with Gary Burton, Relaxing, 1960.



Joni Mitchell, Sweet Sucker Dance, 1979.




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