A great and inspiring movie about a woman that was speaking the language of Tumblr 20 years ago. It’s difficult to think of things that happened in my lifetime as being historic, but Kathleen Hanna and Bikini Kill and the riot grrrl movement are exactly that. It’s an inspiring movie that made me sad because I wasn’t listening or paying attention to these things as they were happening.
Have to get a minor procedure done on my left eye.
So today I take time off in the afternoon, did the ninety minute commute back from work, gotto the eye place and the specialist there couldn’t do the procedure that needs to be done because he doesn’t have the stuff to do it (he’s only there one day a week - Tuesdays).
THEN - he tells me he WOULD have the stuff to do it, but his bag that used to have it broke and he didn’t re-stock it. So this guy’s telling me he didn’t bring what he was supposed to bring. But THEN he says “we need advance notice for this type of procedure.” But I already had a consultation a week before!
Needless to say, I was kind of a dick and said I absolutely would not be sacrificing more of my work days on the off-chance he brought his shit with him.
I was enough of a dick that he was able to find me someone else to do it, but now I have to go all the way to Brooklyn to go see the other specialist he works with to get this done on a Sunday.
I’m tempted to just cut my eye open my goddamn self.
Dinesh D’Souza, the guy too stupid to come up with a name for one of his dull, meandering shit-fests that isn’t completely pedantic, is suing Google because he can’t wrap his head around the fact that giving a film a generic name is a bad idea in the age of search engines that require something unique to distinguish something from other, similarly named projects.
To all the proud, self-professed Grammar Nazis out there:
I find almost universally that people making it a habit to act as grammar police never, ever write for a living or even produce anything of substance.
This never happens to me for some reason but I see it all the time and holy shit, guys, it’s so. Tiresome. Oh, wow, someone got a minimum of 85 in Language Arts. You’re really fucking poking your head up above the crowd there.
If you spent half the energy on the things you tell people you’re working on as you do online trying to pick people apart for casual errors and typos, you might actually get somewhere with something. Anything.
There. That’s my rant for today. Shut up and get back to work.
I went out with three friends tonight and we ended up arguing about whether The Doors or The Monkees were a better band. I was the only pro Monkees vote!? I just don’t know anymore. Maybe I need to reevaluate some friendships here!?
You are correct. The 3 guys in the Doors who weren’t Jim Morrison were better musicians than the Monkees but their efforts are negated by their singer.
I would just like to weigh in here and say that your friends who think the Doors were better than the Monkees are objectively bad people and you need new friends more along the lines of me, betheboy and others.
Tom & Alex Green (@NotThatTomGreen, @TheAlexBGreen) are joined by television writer and comedian Kevin Marshall (@KevinMarshall) to watch the episode where Danny sends his daughters to a school where the teachers let strange adults come into…
My boddy notthattomgreen has a new podcast out and it’s great. It reviews every single episode of “Full House.”
I’m a guest on the third episode. You should listen to it, because it’s deep, man.
The abdication of editorial responsibility in the case of aggregated sites such as Wikipedia or barely-edited copy dumps such as the Huffington Post is one of the sad retrenchments in this generation’s mechanism for news distribution and commentary. The ethos of such entities — hey, we don’t write the stuff; we’re just the blackboard it’s scrawled upon — sounds at first to be an ennobled argument for an open and unfettered marketplace of ideas where some unseen hand of libertarian idealism ensures that better notions triumph eventually over bad ones, and the lies are all, in the end, run down and brutalized by more powerful truths before much harm is done. Demagogues from Huey Long to Joseph Goebbels have an answer to that naivete; shit, John Kerry will sell you a used Swift Boat if you’re credulous enough to believe such tripe. These policies are not ennobled. They are craven. They allow the web entities to directly profit off the slanders and provocations and irresponsible claims in the real-time battles that make their sites relevant and central and profitable in every argument. They make the lies and cheap provocations as essential to the dynamic as the truth, and they honor accuracy and falsehood equally, which is in many ways the opposite of good journalism. It’s yellow stuff indeed.
David Simon wrote about how a HuffPo article erroneously stated the thread in season five of “The Wire” was revenge for being fired from the Baltimore Sun (he along with about 120 others quit and took a buyout that year). In doing so, he also touched on something that’s been bugging me for a very, very long time: the shirking of responsibility in “journalism” from aggregate sites.
Just because it’s the internet doesn’t mean libel doesn’t exist. The editorial process was created as an organic necessity to vet material and maintain some semblance of truth, accuracy, and quality control.
The creation of the internet, the social media explosion, and the decline of print do not change the need for those filters any more than the printing press did.
In fact, just the opposite.
Gutenberg’s press put out a Bible, but it also created a quagmire. The exponential bump in accessibility meant people could ask more questions, demand more answers, and that suddenly truth became a thing that was much more easily obtained than it was when most communication of events was carried by word of mouth.
The internet, however, has been treated as just the opposite. Although, it actually started with cable news, the internet was a quantum leap in irresponsibility. For the first time in history, humanity increased the ability to express, distribute, discern, and disseminate information without providing a change in process to provide better, more accurate information.
As Simon writes, it’s been taken over by a bullshit philosophy of utopian libertarianism. Good things will be good, see, because people like good things and are inherently good deep down! It’s amazing, isn’t it, that so many libertarians you know are assholes yet are burdened by a crippling naivety?
Anyway, fuck that shit. We need to start demanding that sites like HuffPo, if they’re going to keep growing into multi-media monoliths, be held to the same standards that we hold newspapers.
That’s not because of some reverence for the way things were or because of revisionism (yes, even newspapers had their yellow journalism). It’s because it’s the fucking right thing to do.