Monthly Archives: October 2006

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I didn’t go to work today.

I’m home with the double ugly triple inverted Ickky Yuks.

Or, at least I think that’s the technical name for it.

Not to be confused with the “yaks”, which is merely an onomatopoeic substitute for the more precise “technicolor yawn.”

I am queasy, though I’m so empty that a nonchalant dry heave is all I could expect to muster up.

I went to the office to get files to work on, but you know how that goes.

Meanwhile,  I can’t get my contacts in my eyes because they are so red, itchy, scratchy and running.

I can’t breathe through this throbbing proboscis.

My hacking dry cough contributes to the queasiness.

And, most of all, I feel like that coifed Nickles Bills-ite in the black Lexus who almost ran over me yesterday and then just sat crossways in the parking lot while she talked on her cell fucking phone actually DID run over me.  SOMETHING ran over me, of that I’m sure.

I only got 11 hours sleep yesterday, so I’m tired.

shut the fuck up.

 

As Emperor of the world …

As many of you know, I’m often surprised that I have not already been crowned Emperor, philosopher king and benign sovereign of the world.  Confident in my ultimate destiny being fulfilled, I’ve begun to make a list of the things I’ll do once I ascend to the throne.

Today, another new law made the list.

Anyone in reverse gear in their vehicle who is also talking on a cell phone will be immediately beheaded without trial.  Especially if they are pulling out in front of me at Nichols Hills Starbucks.

Earlier laws have included:

No Speedos in size larger than 42″ waist

No Spandex pants larger than ladies’ size 8

No denim skirts shorter than they are wide.

Don’t fuck with me until I’ve had a cup of coffee and a smoke

I feel confident that as the world sees what a deep thinking and benevolent kind of emperor I’d make, that I can get fitted for the purple and gold just any day.

Is this a "wave" election?

Most of the political commentary I read makes it seem like the Democratic Party is on the brink of a huge swing of fortune in their favor.  They call it a “wave” election, like 1994, when the party in power is swept away by a “wave” of voter discontent.

I’ve argued that the GOP has “gamed” the system to prevent just such a thing.

I believe I see the effects of the gaming of the system coming into play that will prevent this from being a “wave” election.

The “countercurrents”, to extend the metaphor, are GOP money, incumbency, gerrymandering, GOP get out the vote superiority, and technical rigging of the balloting.

For most of us, a New Jersey high court ruling that the state’s marriage laws that give hetero couples certain financial and government services advantages over homosexual couples violates constitutional equal protection notions doesn’t seem like a big deal.  It is a big deal, however, to a small part of the GOP evangelical base that hates the idea of “gay marriage.”

Whatever your opinion may be on gay marriage, GOP turnout specialists are using that ruling to microtarget with mailings and phone calls that splinter of the religious right and especially in New York, Pennsylvania and New Jersey.  The thinking is that the mailings and calls will increase GOP turnout in those three states.

So?  Well, the Dems, hoping to take the House, are in dogfights in upper New York state in three races and three House races in Pennsylvania and in the U.S. Senate race in New Jersey.  The mailings and phone calls fly “under the radar” of polls and the televised media.  The fact that they are un-reported or under reported doesn’t change the dynamics of the election towards the GOP.

The polls themselves are also showing some late campaign turnarounds for the GOP in places like Maryland, where the U.S. Sen. candidate Ben Cardin had been in a comfortable lead, but is now within the margin of error against his black GOP rival, Michael Steele.  Same for House races in places like Fla.-16 and New York 24.  For several weeks, top GOP leader Reynolds, caught up in the Foley scandal for not taking more action to protect pages, has been trailing by 5 or more points, but the last two polls shows him leading 4-5 points.   For months, all the movement in the polls has been from more Republican to less Republican to Toss Up to Leans Democrat.  Now, we’re seeing movement in a very few places in the other direction.

News stories that are too technical for most people to pay attention or understand are also showing up indicating that vote rigging is also in place to help the GOP.  GOP Secretaries of State like Ted Strickland (oops. Ken Blackwell, who’s running AGAINST Ted Strickland.  Thanks to alert new registered reader Aberrant Equation.)  in Ohio in ’04 and katherine Harris in Fla. are taking their marching orders seriously and there are already complaints that urban (Democratic) precincts will have too few voting machines and GOP exurban precincts too many.  New laws requiring voters to show voter IDs and proof of citizenship, etc., are being put into place for rigorous enforcement against blacks and Hispanics, which will mean long lines and long delays in Dem leaning areas.

In case you’re not reading between the lines, there are several current stories in the newspapers about campaign ads crossing the line of decency, civility and even the truth.  GOP ads are getting complaints in Tenn., where Corker is playing the race card against Ford in that Senate race, for example.  The GOP has put $100 million — a staggering sum — into attack ads for the last three weeks of the campaign.  One of them has only a ticking clock behind images of Islamic Jihadists threatening to bring terrorism to America and a tag  line over a fiery explosion at the end that says:  “These are the stakes.  Vote Republican.”  It’s an updated version of LBJ’s “daisy” ad of 1964.  It works.

And, lest we forget, gerrymandering also plays a role.  In 1994, when the GOP swept both houses of Congress, there were more than 100 seats “at play” and they “flipped” 54.  This year, there are only 58 seats at play due to gerrymandering.  Even among the seats that are “open”, the odds are against the Dems.  You would think that the seats left open by the resignations of Rep. Foley and Tom DeLay would be natural Democratic Party wins.  The GOP has a write in candidate in Texas and the Republican in Florida has to get past the Foley name on the ballot.  However, those districts are SO Republican, it’s still a tooth and nail fight.

So, I’m sticking by my guns.  The Democratic Party will pick up the 15 they need to take control of the House, but it’ll be a razor thin majority.  My first predictions were that the Dems would only pick up 13-14, so I’ve become more optimistic over the summer.  Democrats will have four more Senators, but not six, and the GOP will keep the Senate. 

 

Sinatra's politics

I’ve mentioned before that I’ve been spending a lot of time at home and a lot of the time I spend at home, I’ve been using to pour over polling data.

As the weather’s become cooler, Sinatra has become more cuddly and will beg to be picked up and curl in my lap for some extra-curricular petting whilst I average polls and color red to blue on a powerpoint map.

Last night, Sinatra interrupted and wanted to talk politics and I thought it was interesting enough to share.

“Belly rub?” Sinatra said.  It’s what he calls me, he doesn’t know my name.  It’s confusing sometimes because I don’t know if he wants my attention or if he actually wants a belly rub.  “Belly rub?”, he said, as I rubbed his belly, giving me a clue that he actually wanted to talk.

“What is it, Sinatra?”

“I want to vote against George Bush,” he said.

“I don’t think you can do that, Sinatra.  He’s not on the ballot this year,” I told him.  I didn’t want to tell him that cats can’t vote, he’d have been offended and scratched me.

“Well, I want to vote for some Democrat,” he said.

“Why?” I reasonably asked, forgetting for the moment that I was actually having a conversation with a cat.

“Well, didn’t you tell me the United States has the best military in the world?”

“Yes.  We have the best of everything.  We have the most powerful army, navy and air force.  We spend more on our military than the whole rest of the world combined,” I told him.

“Isn’t Jesse in the army?”, Sinatra asked.  Sinatra knows that my son-in-law, Jesse, has been in Iraq and is a captain in the artillary, so I knew this was just a set-up, but sometimes Sinatra’s memory about people isn’t so good, so it could also have been an honest question. 

“Yes,” I said.  “He just came out and we expect him home any time.”

“He was a good soldier, wasn’t he?”

“Of course, Sinatra.  We have a few soldiers who aren’t so good, but most of them are very good and Jesse is one of the very good ones.”

“So, we have good soldiers, too, don’t we?”

“Yes,” I said.  “All my life, I’ve been told how good a job our military does and how good the soldiers are and I guess they actually are pretty good.”

“Is the Iraq insurgency have bigger guns?”

“That’s a strange question, Sinatra.  No, they don’t have bigger guns, we have bigger guns.”

“Do they have better planes?”

“Sinatra, they don’t have any planes at all.”

“Do they have bigger bombs?”

“No, we have the biggest bombs of anyone in the world.  Our bombs are even smart.”

“Do they have a better navy?”

“No.  This is getting boring, Sinatra.  They don’t have any navy at all.”

“I guess their soldiers are better than Jesse and the other good soldiers,” he said, rolling over for a stroke behind the ears.

“No, Sinatra, they don’t have better soldiers.”

“Is it the American troops’ fault that we’re losing in Iraq?”

“Of course not, Sinatra.  No.”

“Who’s in charge of the army, belly rub?” he asked, once again turning so I could stroke his expanding girth.

“Well, Sinatra, I guess President Bush is the commander in chief and he’s in charge of the Army.”

“That’s why I want to vote for a Democrat, belly rub.”

He jumped down and strutted off in that “I-used-to-have-big-furry-balls” bowlegged, self satisfied way of his, having made his point.

Sinatra entertains me

My cat is doing the most amazing thing.

Tonight was Paseo dinner and movie night.

The Debster has a little ritual she goes through every week of moving the couch so that Sinatra can retreive his rattling plastic toy balls.

We throw the ball and he plays fetch during the movie.

I disapprove, but since I do it myself, I can’t complain.

Everyone’s gone now and the cat is still enthralled with his toy.

I’m pouring over political polling blah blah blogblah and the cat is playing with the toy so nearby and so enthusiastically that I have to look.

He’s taking the ball in his mouth, jumping into the air, tossing the ball with his head and swatting the ball midair with his right paw.

He’s done it three times now.

Wow.

Very entertaining.

That is all.

Bored at work

I am bored at work today.

I’ve been a “good boy” for several weeks in a row and worked like it was the way I support myself, but today I’m procrastinating something fierce.

It’s too pretty out to be inside when the top is down on my Mid-Life-Chrysler.

Especially since I know the weather is going south again tomorrow and today should be enjoyed while we can.

Besides, nothing is pressing.  That’s a function of having been a good boy earlier, of course, and that way of thinking, as they say, that way madness lies.  If I don’t pay attention to the Crowe & D Summary Judgment Motion on my desk now, I’ll be paying the price later.

I hate it that procrastination and masturbation end up being the same thing: just screwing yourself.

But there’s this patch of sun that I know my cat is enjoying…

And I just ate lunch and would love love love to lie down for a nap …

Sinatra would come in yelping about “where are you?” and I’d answer and he’d jump up on the bed and sniff my hands and ears and, after flirting with the idea of attacking my toes, he’d curl up alongside my thigh …

And, then I’d sleep through the pretty day instead of enjoying it.

So, I guess there’s nothing for it other than to complain to the cyberspace and push around some paper.

But I sure am having a hard time giving a good damn about that legal research I’m supposed to be doing.

I don't care if you don't care

OK.  This is about me me me me.

It’s for MY benefit.

I just had to put in the blog that I’ve passed a milestone in my legal career this past weekend.

I actually, really and no kidding did some work that I brought home.

Yep.

For once, I not only brought work home, I also actually did the work. 

Even though it was boring.

Only an alcoholic who’s clinically depressed could be proud of doing what everyone is supposed to do anyway, but there you have it.

I’m giving myself kudos for putting together invoices to bill clients so i can make a real living.

Just like grownups and everything.

I don’t care if you don’t care, it’s a big deal to me for me.

So there.

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Staying in on Friday night

No “Girly Show” for me last night.  I stayed at home.

Didn’t even go to dinner with my Paseo crew.  Actually, I was headed home about 5:30 p.m. and stumbled into an AA meeting.

I’ve been going to night-time AA “speaker” meetings lately to accommodate a new sponsee and I thought a regular meeting by myself would do me good.  It did.

Unbeknownst to me, this was the third Friday of the month and that’s when the Western Club has a pot luck dinner and social hour.  So, just by inertia, I ended up having dinner at the AA meeting.

It was very much like the Wednesday night Baptist church prayer meeting dinners I used to be dragged to by my sainted mother back when I was a kid.  Long tables, plain food, women bustling around getting everything just perfect and guys circling around trying to get a taste of this and a flirt with HER.

About 8 p.m., I came home to the cat.

My house can get very quiet when it’s just the cat and me.

Sinatra showed off, played, thundered up and down the hallway and climbed over all the couches and chairs.

However, eventually, he calmed down and climbed up in my lap for a thorough petting, nose to tail. 

A warm cat on your lap, purring loudly, is a soothing thing.

I tried watching some television, but I seem to have lost the knack of it.  It just didn’t engage my attention.

God forbid that I do any of the chores around the house that need attention: laundry, dishes, cleaning the toilets.  On Friday night?  Ugggghhhh!

I thought about getting up and putting on my boots and hitting GSpot about 10 p.m. to hear the band.

I fixed a cup of hot chocolate instead.

By the time I’d re-checked the political webpages and read some international news and sipped the cup of hot milk and chocolate down to the black dregs, it was definitely bedtime.

At home in bed before midnight on Friday night, accompanied only by a mongrel feline.

My dashing playboy bachelor image will just have to take the hit.

wishing and hoping …

Most of you know that I’m an old-style lefty from the 60s and that I’m a yellow dog Democrat.  I vote the rooster, in the archaic early 20th Century way of saying it in Oklahoma (the rooster is the official insignia of the Oklahoma Democratic Party and was used when literacy wasn’t what it is today and all we could do was read icons, kinda like on the computer screens where people type “u” when they mean “you” … er …).

And I WANT the Dems to prevail on Election Day.

Charlie Cook, a respected bipartisan political polls reader expert type commentator guy, is talking in his latest (Oct. 17) column about a turnaround of 30-40 House seats from GOP to Dem and a 50-50 split or 51-49 for the Dems in the Senate.

Maybe.

I’d like for that to be true.

I want that to be true.

I think it would be good for the country if that were true.

I just don’t think it’s going to come out that way.

I look at the poll numbers available to me and the environment of the polls (how did those districts vote in the presidential election and/or last midterm elections) and who took the polls and how (person to person or by phone or by robo-call) and I come up with much more conservative numbers.

Yeah, I can see how it’s possible that Charlie Cook could be right. 

I just have more caution about interpreting what’s going on.

I still think the GOP will retain the Senate.  A 50-50 split would surprise me and set up what I think would be an interesting kabuki play about partisanship and the “go fuck yourself” vice president.  I don’t see it.  The Dems will pick up seats, to be sure, but they will not, in my opinion, sweep. 

I still think the Dems will take the House.  I think the Dems are going to pick up about 20-22 seats.  Not 30-50.  I think when you add up all the votes for Democratic House candidates and all the votes for GOP candidates, the Dems will have 55-57% of the votes.  In another election, like the one in ’94 when the GOP swept away many years of Democratic Party rule, that would mean many more seats.  This year, the GOP just got through redrawing and redistricting in several states.  They locked in 5-7 additional seats in Texas alone.  It was unfair and despite Supreme Court rulings otherwise, I think unconstitutional.  Whether that is true or not, it was certainly important and this year’s election shows why.

In my opinion, the projection of Cook and others like him do not adequately take into account the push back of $100 million in GOP attack ads over the next three weeks.

That’s because the effects of those ads are not yet showing up in polls.

If you just look at the polls that are out there and try to use an averaging out to take out the bias of Dem polls and GOP polls and good polls and bad polls, you come up with Charlie Cook’s conclusion.  The trend lines all go that direction.  The “wrong track-right track” polls and generic party preference polls also go that direction.  That’s good evidence for a persuasive case, and more than enough good evidence for a news column or a brief TV commentary.

From the perspective of someone who’s been inside a couple of campaigns, those seem like blunt instruments compared to the sharp pencils Karl Rove is using.  I think he’s looking at those specific ad buys in specific markets and some under the radar closely targeted “smart bomb” mailers and phone bank calls and sees a chance to hold the Dems to no more than 15-17 seats and maybe save both the House and the Senate.

I also think there are some Republican incumbents who have distanced themselves from the White House who will regret the hell out of that decision next January because Rove and Bush will still have lots of power to reward and punish.

To my fellow left wing Democrats:  just remember that we won both in 2000 and 2004 and that the GOP stole the elections.  Do you think they’ve reformed?