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Norman Rogers recounts the summer he spent hiding from the stern love of his father and living as the world-famous “frisky mole boy” in the Groton, Connecticut sewer system. The Frisky Mole Boy of Groton seduced the women of the town and solved crimes, all while subsisting on a steady diet of depravity and confusion.

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    Friday
    Sep102010

    The Mexican Drug War Continues to Shock Me

    When I read stories about the victims of the Mexican drug war, I come away with the sense that this is one of the most tragic stories of our time. You can certainly find this news, and there are people writing about the subject, but it has not reached a critical mass in the American consciousness as yet. There is no collective movement to deal with this problem and stop the killing.

    Here’s another tragic story:

    The murders of 25 people by suspected drug hitmen on the U.S.-Mexico border on Thursday was the bloodiest day in almost three years in an area gripped by an escalating drug war, officials said on Friday.

     

    Gunmen burst into several houses in Ciudad Juarez, across the border from El Paso, Texas, and shot people accused of working for rival drug gangs, a spokesman for the Chihuahua state attorney general’s office said on Friday morning.

     Four bystanders were also killed on Thursday as a convoy of hitmen shot its way out of traffic in Ciudad Juarez, local newspaper El Diario said. Police declined to confirm that report, but said 25 people had died in drug violence, in the worst single day of killings in Ciudad Juarez since January 2008, when recent drug murders began.

    Mexican police do not typically release information on death tolls from violence until the day after an incident.

    The rampant bloodshed in Ciudad Juarez, where hitmen detonated a car bomb in July, and other parts of Mexico is helping fuel fears in the United States that the nation may be losing control of drug violence.

    And what can I add? What can I say that will make a difference? Well, being an older fellow, my experience tells me that writing about the subject can’t really achieve much. Most of the people who visit my blog are here for the stories about Father or for the recipes and the lifestyle advice. There’s nothing that a professional blogger can do except note the event, write down a few thoughts, and then engage with the readers of the blog a little in order to clarify or learn from what is going on.

    The drug war is changing attitudes towards legalization of certain drugs, and that’s probably where any discussion about dealing with these events has to start. We are locked in a new and different struggle, one where the act of legalizing drugs would change the landscape where the drug gangs operate. It would, in some ways, force them to move into harder drugs (cocaine and crystal methamphetamine will probably never, ever be legal, but keep hoping, Skippy) and it would force American culture to adapt and grow.

    Can we sustain a violent, bloody gang war on our Southern border? My guess is that we will because there aren’t enough Americans affected by it as yet. When that changes, perhaps we will see that convergence of popular opinion and outrage that I really have not seen as yet.

    Thursday
    Sep092010

    Looks Like the Kids Have Better Things to Do

    This is just sad:

    What happened to Barack Obama’s once vaunted political machine? The outfit that put upwards of 8 million volunteers on the street in 2008 — known as Organizing for America — is a ghost of its former self. Its staff has shrunk from 6,000 to 300, and its donors are depressed: receipts are a fraction of what they were in 2008. Virtually no one in politics believes it will turn many contests this fall. “There’s no chance that OFA is going to have the slightest impact on the midterms,” says Charlie Cook, who tracks congressional races.

    Neglect is to blame. After Obama was elected, his political aides ignored the army he had created until it eventually disappeared. No one was in charge; decisions were often deferred but rarely made. By the time they realized they needed more troops, says longtime consultant Joe Trippi, “their supporters had taken a vacation from politics.”

    So earlier this year, when the White House gave OFA a whopping $30 million — more than half of the party’s entire budget for 2010 — senior Democrats suspected a hidden agenda. Several tell Time that OFA boss David Plouffe, who ran Obama’s 2008 campaign, is using the cash to rebuild an army for 2012 under the cover of boosting turnout in 2010. OFA is putting staff into such states as Virginia, North Carolina and Arizona, which have few close statewide races this fall but which are all prime targets in an Obama re-election campaign. “This is totally about 2012,” Cook says.

    Think of the bloggers! Think of all of that positive energy as it continues to dissipate like the air being let out of an enormous tent. By the time 2012 rolls around, only the bankers and the union bosses will support this President. The kids were motivated to put on their walking shoes in early 2009 and all that was needed was an apparatus to engage them and channel their energies into something positive. Like every other movement in history, the money men took over and pissed it all away.

    Saturday
    Sep042010

    My Whoring Around is None of Your Business

    A Beer Pong table (will they ban the sale of these from Craigslist, too?)I suppose that there are people who are happy about this, but I don’t know any. I would also gather that there are people who are miserable about this, and I don’t know any of them, either. This is one of those things that doesn’t affect me. If I was the sort of man to go whoring around, I would simply blog about it and be done with it. I wouldn’t whine about it on television or waggle my finger at people who whored around more than myself. I don’t care if you’re offended by what is advertised on Craigslist; I don’t care which half-wit of a hotel whore you’re groping for hundreds of dollars near the airport. It has nothing to do with me, but I will say this—what a crock:

    Craigslist closed the adult services section of its website Saturday, replacing it with a black bar that says “censored,” just over a week after a group of state attorneys general said there weren’t enough protections against blocking potentially illegal ads promoting prostitution.

    The listings came under new scrutiny after the jailhouse suicide last month of a former medical student who was awaiting trial in the killing of a masseuse he met through Craigslist. Critics have likened the services to virtual pimping, while Craigslist maintained the site was carrying ads even tamer than those published by some newspapers.

    Like many other free online forums, Craigslist typically does not review ads before they are posted by users. But in 2008, under pressure from 40 state attorneys general, Craigslist began requiring posters to provide a working phone number and pay a fee for placing an ad in what is now the adult services section. Several months later, Craigslist adopted a manual screening process in which postings are reviewed before publishing.

    No one should blame Craigslist for what happened in the incidents where someone was attacked or killed. Men have been killing prostitutes for as long as anyone can remember. Did they shut down the want ads in the London Newspapers when Jack the Ripper was running around? Of course not.

    This does nothing to help get people out of the cycle of behavior that creates the socially unacceptable results found in those airport hotels. Men want sex; men can’t get the sex they want. Men who are fat, bald, and gross want to have sex with thin, pretty girls. Thin, pretty girls are in short supply, so anyone and everything, with plumbing attached, detached, or taped down is trying to fit that bill. Thin, pretty girls have options, and they don’t have to have sex with disgusting toads in hotel rooms unless they are down on their luck and need to pay someone a lot of money to maintain their drug habit.

    In short, this creates the situation we have in America right now. This creates the added horror of sexual slavery and underage prostitution. Why? Because the men will pay top dollar and the women need that money to either live on or buy drugs. If you legalized drugs, legalized prostitution, and made it so anyone who deviated from an acceptable level of enjoyment of both would be treated or incarcerated, you’d have a less messy situation. 

    It’s impossible to make things perfect; otherwise, libertarians would be running things and that will never happen. The rights for people to whore around in America have always come into conflict with the rights of people (usually with blue hair and stuffed shirts) who want to whore around but can’t because they’re terrified of exposing their own shortcomings to the world. 

    Craigslist did not create the problem, nor is the problem solved by this act. From now on, the only way to find a whore or get a whore or find a john is going to be through Twitter, Foursquare, or Facebook. Good luck shutting them down. Good luck trying to figure out how to stop “hooker reviews” on Foursquare. Or Yelp. Did you know that I am on Yelp?

    Only a fundamental change in our attitudes towards sex, drugs, recreation, and permissiveness will do that. And, brother, I’m not going to live long enough to see us grow up that much.

    Thursday
    Sep022010

    Even Crazy People Have Dreams of Being Loved and Accepted

     

    Now, who wouldn’t want to watch a show like this? I especially like the shot of the bodies being dumped into the mass grave. That has The Discovery Channel written all over it. Talk about making those punks at The National Geographic Channel eat their own hats.

     

    All over America, there are crazy people who have disturbing dreams that they would like to see fulfilled. Some make it to the big time and others end up doing things that defy belief. The vast majority of them are faded deep into obscurity when their moment of uploading a crappy video has passed.
    Thursday
    Sep022010

    Conservatives Are Praying For Liberals to Act Like Pussies

    There is a bit of a dispute building in the “liberal” movement over a book written by the young man who set up the “Daily Kos” website. I go over there and have a great belly laugh when I want to come up with examples of things that only a hairy-legged fifty year-old woman with no sense of style or taste would have to say about politics. It’s a site too dismal to contemplate. There is absolutely no humor to be found there, only earnest self-aggradizing and personal absorption on a scale not to be believed.

    This fellow “Kos” has a book that compares the nuttier elements of the Right in this country with the Taliban. Aside from cheapening the idea that the Taliban actually do maim and kill people, there is a grain of truth when we compare all fundamentalists to one another; fundamentalism is a sort of totalitarianism that still has a measure of cachet in this world. It’s what you ascribe to when you want people to think you are serious and committed to something.

    Anyway, the real lesson here is that “high mindedness” is the real problem that liberals face in this country. They are counting on conservatives to be honest (no one ever made much money by being absolutely, totally, and completely honest) and they are counting on receiving points for being good and perfect. In other words, this is a form of complaining about the refs and hoping that being a “pussy” will help you come out on top. I hate to break it to you, and be so crude as to use the term “pussies”, but there it is:

    Listen, I have no problem with throwing punches and fighting the good fight against the forces of wealth and regression. And I won’t hesitate to attack the conservative movement for its sexism, racial resentment and monomaniacal devotion to enriching the privileged. But there’s a vast difference between that, and stressing a moral equivalence between the right and the Taliban. The former is true and focuses our aim for the battles ahead, the latter, as Patrick Appel writes at the Daily Dish, doesn’t “accomplish anything besides juicing book sales and temporarily riling up like-minded folk.”

    Hell, Kos admits as much when he describes the purpose of his book, “Because look, this book, ultimately, is a big ‘fuck you’ to every conservative who has ever accused us of wanting the terrorists to win.” Kos isn’t Paul Revere; he isn’t warning us about some incipient threat to our safety; he’s trying to get back at conservatives who accuse liberals of hating their country. Which, as I said in my review, is fair; Kos has never claimed to be an honest broker for the truth. But the fight for progress doesn’t require us to bend the truth or distort our opponents’ ideas; we can wage this war as we always have, by fighting for our values and giving the right the rope it needs to hang itself. Sure, “fuck you” feels good, but the moment you turn to smears is the moment you concede the weakness of your own position.

    The conservative movement is a perfect example of what happens when you let dishonesty consume your argument. In its drive to demonize liberals, it has become an incoherent mass of rage and resentment, devoid of anything approximating a governing agenda. The right has become so doctrinaire that it has lost its capacity for self-correction. This year’s Republicans will win because of high unemployment and poor growth, not because the American people have suddenly become more receptive to conservatism (they haven’t).

    The headline of the piece that I’m quoting above is “No, Really. We Shouldn’t Adopt Conservative Tactics.”

    Really? And don’t you think that the people who oppose you are praying that enough liberals will come out and say such a thing? I guess you don’t want to win, do you? Winning might make you think less of yourself. I assure you—that’s not a problem that your opponent has right now.

    Being high minded makes you feel good about yourself while you watch others make decisions about your life. Enjoy oblivion. The fellow who wants it more is going to take this country from you and you will be left to study the dishonest ways employed to beat you.

    Actually, if you came out and said “we will beat them only when we play the game better and harder than they do” I would have been shocked. Surely, no one with a deep-seated sense of self-importance would tape nickels to their knuckles and go down to the town square and fight to hold on to their way of life, right? That’s for the little people who donate money to keep your web site up and running.

    Tuesday
    Aug312010

    You Pull the Trigger, You do the Time

    I don’t think your fancy lawyer is getting you off, Cletus:

    A soldier was fasting to meet strict military weight guidelines and nearly catatonic when he shot and killed a supervisor who denied his vacation request, his attorney said Monday.

    Attorney William Cassara said Army Reserve Sgt. Rashad Valmont was dehydrated, exhausted and delirious when he burst into Master Sgt. Pedro Mercado’s office in nearby Fort Gillem in June and shot him six times.

    Valmont, 29, faces a premeditated murder charge. The details of the shooting were revealed for the first time Monday at a military hearing to determine if there is enough evidence to go to trial. No immediate recommendation was issued.

    The military routinely requires soldiers to pass physical tests and meet body-fat requirements to be eligible for promotions and advanced training courses.

    But Cassara said another sergeant, Tracy Mosley, ordered Valmont to lose an additional 3 percent beyond the minimum body fat requirements to attend a course he had long sought. He said his client spent weeks trying body wraps and sauna treatments and starving himself to meet the standards.

    “He showed some form of diminished capacity, some sort of delirium in the days and hours leading up to this incident,” Cassara said. “He was in a near-catatonic state, a near trance. And after being belittled, humiliated and berated … you’re on this crash course.”

    The thing is, the man did it to himself. If he was out of shape and overweight, then whatever “delirium” he put himself into was a direct result of his own actions. How, then, can you claim any sort of mitigating circumstance? There are wrestlers all over the country who could get away with murder if this were the case.

    This is just another case of “how can I get my client to skate?” I don’t think it will work in this case. The situation with Valmont is fairly cut and dried to me. He was too fat for the military. They were holding him to the standards in place. He didn’t like it. He tried to lose a lot of weight with stupid methods. He went berserk and killed that poor man. Now his lawyer is trying to get him off. I hope it does not work.

    What about the Master Sergeant who was killed? Isn’t there any sympathy for him? Why is there any sympathy at all for Valmont? I’ll tell you why. There is a belief out there that everything the military does is an evil conspiracy of vicious intent. Most Americans do not subscribe to this, but a subset of radical leftists do. If you don’t believe in personal responsibility, then you probably think some fat little jackass who kills someone because he cannot handle the stress of failure is innocent.

    The problem is, the military has to try to stress people out in order to see who can hack it and who can’t. This individual failed to take responsibility for his actions and killed an innocent man. That’s all.

    Friday
    Aug132010

    She Who Should Be King

    Princess Anne, aged 21I found this rather fascinating:

    In a celebrity-besotted world inhabited by pretty people endlessly proclaiming the message that physical beauty brings instant happiness, Anne was having to deal with being a real princess who is not blessed with chocolate-box prettiness.

    On Sunday, she will be 60.

    She's had two marriages, international sporting success, there has been talk of affairs and now, thanks to her son Peter and his Canadian-born wife Autumn, she's about to become a grandmother  -  a considerable challenge for a woman who once admitted to Terry Wogan on TV: 'I don't like children.' (though it has to be said that this same woman has been the spectacularly successful and hardworking president of Save the Children for 40 years).

    As a princess, Anne has always been an enigma who, in public, maintains an old world sense of regality, while being the Royal Family's most willing moderniser.

    Where other royal women gush, she is always restrained; where Princess Diana would scoop up a sickly child lovingly in her bare arms, Anne, even now, usually follows the traditional royal manner of standing unbending and apparently aloof , seldom revealing the hands beneath her gloves  -  though she has started to shake children's hands.

    I did not know that Princess Anne had deliberately raised her children without royal titles. That seems like an entirely different world than the one I know right now. The whole thing is worth a look.

    Friday
    Aug132010

    The Good Old Boy Network Wants Their Little Blue Pills

    Who the devil could help it if this bunny was out there, ready to be chased?I have always been a fan of the good old boy network. I've never been in it because I'm either too rich or too weird. Father was never in it. He always had a habit, right before being inducted into such an organization, of talking for too long about his love of potatoes and how the right application of technology could turn the potato into the nuclear weapon of tomorrow.

    In Wisconsin, the good old boy network figured out how to get the taxpayers to subsidize their erection medication. Then, someone came to their senses, and cut the bastards off. Now, they're suing:

    Breaking with his own supporters, Democratic gubernatorial candidate Tom Barrett asked the Milwaukee teachers union Tuesday to drop its lawsuit seeking taxpayer-funded erectile dysfunction drugs such as Viagra.

    The Milwaukee mayor said he was "surprised and disappointed" to learn about the lawsuit at a time when Milwaukee Public Schools has laid off hundreds of teachers, including his own wife.

    How much money are we talking about?

    Barrett noted a consultant's estimate that reinstating the drug coverage would cost the district up to $786,000 per year, money he said could be better spent on other priorities.

    As always, the unions are hell-bent on destroying what little we have that's good in this country:

    In a deal with the union, the school district agreed in 2002 to cover up to six tablets per month for erectile dysfunction drugs in health plans that insure 10,000 employees, dependents and retirees. But after the pills became popular and expensive, the school board proposed eliminating the benefit in 2005 and an arbitrator agreed.

    Did you hear that? Popular AND expensive. What a conundrum.

    This isn't exactly the same sort of calamity as Fifty-Four Forty or Fight, but it does involve older men, money, health care, and rock hard penises. Yes, yes--I know. I'm disgusted as well. But what are you going to do? Are you going to ignore efforts to use public money to give men throbbing, eye-popping four hour long erections or are you going to make yourself ignore the facts of the case?

    If the judge is a woman, well. I won't go there. I won't even speculate as to whether she will deny these union members their medication and their tent-pole-in-the-khaki-slacks version of happy fun time. That would be an unreasonable abuse of my analytical powers.

    I will say this--how pathetic. Pay for your own Viagra, you swine.

    Thursday
    Aug122010

    This Is Why No One Respects You, Johnny Law

     

     

    The breakdown of our society is still a little ways off. I may return to the United States at some point in the next few years, but it looks like we have pretty much severed ties to the Northeast. I cannot abide the climate and we are finally having some semblance of a summer in Europe right now. To be sitting here in August and feel a steady wind coming out of the southwest that is chilly and brisk is heaven on Earth. Who says good things do not come out of France? Every day, I watch the weather come roaring in from Eastern France and it brings us a strong breeze and a little rain. Were it not for the Alps, who would bother?

    My reaction to what is going on in the video posted above is this: why doesn't anyone have a piss-their-pants fear of the Washington State Patrol? If they don't have cameras in their vehicles, and if motorcyclists are taunting them, then it's time to snap back into reality.

    Do you know why people fear the Wisconsin State Police? Because they don't take any crap from anyone. They will catch you speeding and they will write you a ticket. People can drive from Minneapolis to Chicago and never see a single Wisconsin State Patrol car but I will guarantee you one thing--they will never stop looking out for them and they'll do it with the cruise control set just below the speed limit.

    I like police officers but I despise Johnny Law; yes, there's a diffy. Police officers protect us; Johnny Law amuses himself by throwing his weight around. Perhaps it is time for some of those motorcycle riding lawbreakers to discover what can happen when a souped-up Crown Victoria can do with a push bumper at 130 miles an hour, yes?

    All it will take are a few smeared bloodsplatters on a few popular freeways to send a message. The judges don't care. This is traffic court, after all. If you're on a motorcycle, and if you think you can cut off the state patrol and get away with it, think again. The obliterated can't really sue, now can they?

    Thursday
    Aug122010

    This Wasn't Satire, It Was an Ambush

    Elyse PorterfieldI toyed around with posting something on the whole "Jenny quits her job" thing, but I never got around to it. How many people admit that they fell for it? I believed it. I thought it was courageous of the young lady to quit her job in that fashion. I didn't blog about it though, and for that I suppose I should be grateful. Nevertheless, I was one of the people who fell for the gag and "believed" it to be true.

    The dishonest hacks who say they didn't buy it are not to be trusted. I won't pull that cord with you. I will say this--I don't feel the least bit uncomfortable telling you the truth because that's what we do around here. We tell you how things are. We, and I'm using the royal we, are not amused by dishonesty and incompetence.

    We do like the young lady. Her facial expressions were perfect in the series of photos that ran. She has unlimited potential. I think that she will probably want to forget her time spent slumming with these unimaginative clowns. Why, you may ask?

    The Chive is a weak excuse for a website.

    Anyone can take the plausible and ambush people with it. It's not creative when you manipulate the easily believable into something viral. The real definition of viral to me is something legitimate that becomes popular by merit. Viral in the case of the Chive means "we got ya!" That's not a great business model. People tend to get sick of that crap.

    Was it plausible that "Jenny" was real? Of course she was plausible. Her story was plausible. Therein lies the failure of the Chive to accomplish anything. When you take the plausible and think you're punking someone, all you're doing is reinforcing the fact that your schtick is weak, your satire has no bite, and your nonsense needs to be ignored from now on. How much credibility does any image, any post, anything at all that comes from the Chive have right now?

    Zero.

    That means, I won't link to them. No one who has a brain will link to them. They may have garnered a lot of interest but they have burned their bridges in doing so. Manipulation is exposed quite easily on the Internet. It's a pity no one is smart enough to come full circle here. 

    Bwah!

    Helen Popkin tries to come around here, but fails:

    Before "Dry Erase Board Girl," theChive.com had two successful hoaxes under its viral belt. Perhaps you remember hearing about a girl who accidentally texted her father about losing her virginity? That sad-trombone of a meme went everywhere in 2008, even though it was merely the product of the Resig brothers' imagination. A year before, when Donald Trump allegedly left a $10,000 tip for an $82.27 bill? Yeah, that was the Resig brothers too.

    "The last time we pulled the teen texting disaster hoax, we were told 'You'll never get mainstream media again,'" John Resig told TechCrunchTV. That didn't stop the pranksters from effectively pulling off this one. Resig said when the timing's right, he's pretty sure they can pull it off again. Citing what he believed help grease the hoax wheels — lack of due diligence —Resig pointed out that this time, the team didn't need mainstream media to make this happen. They had a well-constructed story, Facebook, Twitter and interoffice mail. "We just needed the people," he said.

    People who fall for such things are the reason why Digg is now useless, Facebook is all but dead to me, and why Twitter means about as much as a ham sammich. When you allow jackasses to flood sites with hoaxes and bullshit, the people who have money and actual interests turn away. What you're left with are the people who are broke, stupid and won't show you the least bit of loyalty. How would you like to own Digg right now? That site is toxic and no one trusts the "merit" with which items rise and fall. It's tainted property.

    Do I have the answers? Of course not. I'm a bug on the windshield. I am small potatoes on this whole Internet thing, although I am head and shoulders above the abandoned Blogspot blogs that will litter the landscape for years. I believe in a handful of things. Brand loyalty and curation. Look those things up. I practice them here. This is a brand, you see, and you can go through my archives and you can see that, a year ago, I was solid. I was doing then what I do now.

    If you like what I'm doing, chances are you'll come back. If you don't, then let us part as friends. It's not like this is serious business, right?