America Will Continue to Get Worse Because We Refuse to Have the Stomach to Make It Stop Getting Worse

I’m hearing rumblings re: IF Trump does ever go away, what will we do with MAGA? It’s interesting because the whole Trump/MAGA thing feels new, but it will be 13 fucking years by the time 2028 rolls around and 13 fucking years is not chump change – 13 years is 37% of my adult life – 13 years of having to stand there and hope to NOT hurt their feelings, since that’s why we’re in this endless race to destroy the Earth in the first place, 13 years of gently brushing their hair and making sure they know they’re being “heard”, even though it turns out what they decided they wanted was to destroy themselves in the name of crushing libtards.

These are the same people who think it makes them look smart to bray “the government should be run like a business!” and yet we already know that if they’re presented with endless rows of factual data that clearly shows “Everything You’ve Chosen Has Ended Up Being the Worst Possible Decision” they will only double down on more terrible decisions no matter what, which from what I can tell is the exact opposite of how a business runs.

The two historical parallels in treating losers of conflicts are startlingly dissimilar in their executions: after the Civil War we decided to make the Confederacy feel as little pain as possible – if any – and stood by silently to let them run amok with their Lost Cause bullshit and it’s a fair point to say that 161 years after the Civil War we’re still paying the price for not dropping the hammer, as state-sponsored racial discrimination is on the rise and getting worse by the moment.

On the other hand, pretty much the second Hitler died, Naziism in Germany disappeared. It’s never spoken about in reverent tones like we do the Confederacy, there’s no version there of an entire industry based on promulgating Hitler’s fantasies the way there is in the American South & the Confederacy. Hitler failed and so Germans moved on with their lives while renouncing Naziism, but The American South has not done the same with the Confederacy and neither will MAGA, and the reason will be because we decided not to, that “the American people don’t have the stomach” for atonement.

But they do have the stomach for more self-destruction? Again, 13 years isn’t nothing – a coupla 13-year runs strung tother is all you’ll ever get in this life & that’s only if you’re lucky, so how many of them do you wanna spend spiraling into the same hole of despair over & over again waiting for some magical reward from Trump to appear?

MAGA needs to disappear like the Nazis but that’s not as easy to do when it's 100% based on feelings and daddy issues, and I’m *GUESSING* that a lot of time amongst liberal circles will be spent trying to figure how to incorporate MAGA into a different way of doing things without them automatically screeching about elite condescension etc etc & running right back to Daddy, who will tell them that THEY’RE the special ones and that their great reward is coming in just two short weeks; meanwhile, their absolute obsession with being victims will not release them back into the wild without a pathetic fight.

Which means that even if we ever do get done with Trump and settle back into a “normal” presidency, it will barely be a matter of months before we start hearing again about all the people in Rust Belt diners who are angry at being “left behind”, “forgotten” etc etc etc by elitist liberals (also, remember how quickly people went from being relieved to get back to a normal, boring president before starting to grumble about being bored?), even though it was their own Orange Daddy who spent 8 years happily swimming in the very swamp they pretend to detest, stuffing cash into his already-stuffed wallet as they repeatedly vote their own bank accounts into despair; no endless stream of impervious data will make them admit that they were wrong and convince them to be a part of the solution rather than the problem.

There needs to be a national humiliation, a “we fucking told you so, now shut the fuck up and let the adults run things again” moment, but we know that won’t happen because we’ll let ourselves believe that it’s more important to just move on without consequences, meaning we’re pretty much guaranteed to still be talking about these motherfuckers in the year 2187, only we won’t be in a country called the United States of America.

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Bass at 66

Paperback Writer b/w Rain was released 66 years ago today. It's the A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving of mid-period Beatles, sandwiched & somewhat overlooked between the much more heralded singles that came immediately before and after (We Can Work It Out/Day Tripper & Penny Lane/Strawberry Fields Forever) but Paperback Writer/Rain kicked off an explosion of sound innovation that the band would continue to push until their final breaths together, changing the way rock & roll bass was both recorded & listened to ever since.

From legendary Beatles engineer Geoff Emerick's Here, There and Everywhere:

Fortunately, as Paul and John turned to George Harrison and began showing him the chords to "Paperback Writer," inspiration struck. It occurred to me that since microphones are in fact simply loudspeakers wired in reverse (in technical terms, both are transducers that convert sound waves to electrical signals, and vice versa), why not try using a loudspeaker as a microphone? Logically, it seemed that whatever can push bass signal out can also take it in—and that a large loudspeaker should be able to respond to low frequencies better than a small microphone.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense. I broached my plan, gingerly, to Phil McDonald. His response was somewhat predictable: "You're daft; you've completely gone around the twist." Ignoring him, I took a walk down the hall and talked it over with Ken Townsend, our maintenance engineer. He thought my idea had some merit. "Sounds plausible," he said. "Let's wire a speaker up that way and try it."

Over the next few hours, while the boys rehearsed with George Martin, Ken and I conducted a few experiments. To my delight, the idea of using a speaker as a microphone seemed to work pretty well. Even though it didn't deliver a lot of signal and was kind of muffled, I was able to achieve a good bass sound by placing it up against the grille of a bass amplifier, speaker to speaker, and then routing the signal through a complicated setup of compressors and filters—including one huge experimental unit that I secretly borrowed from the office of Mr. Cook, the manager of the maintenance department.

With renewed confidence, I returned to the studio to try it out for real. Paul wasn't as nontechnical as John, but this was pretty way out, even by Beatles standards. He looked at me in a funny way as I set up the big, bulky loudspeaker in front of his amp instead of the usual microphone, but he didn't say anything, and neither did George Martin, who by now was getting used to my Rube Goldberg approach to recording. They returned their attention to the rehearsals, giving me the opportunity to cautiously raise the fader carrying the bass signal. Paul's distinctively fluid bass line in "Paperback Writer" consisted mostly of notes played high up on the lowest string, which helped round out the tone further still. His playing was also more melodic and busy than on previous tracks. It sounded absolutely huge, so much so that I became somewhat concerned that it might actually make the needle jump out of the groove when it was finally cut to vinyl. But Paul loved the sound, and it was eventually left to my mate Tony Clark to cut the master lacquer. I was glad Tony had gotten the assignment, and he did a brilliant job. If it had been one of the older guys, they would have either slashed all the bass out of it, or sent it back and told us to mix it again.

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I've read two short stories recently from incredible authors and they both stunk.

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 Moi Say Moi a few years ago:

I've always thought the greatest example of an actor being matched with a character was Jack Black in School of Rock. I honestly don't know why he doesn't just put out a new one every year.

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It's kind of weird to think that even if I did meet my soulmate right now, she will never have known me for most of my life.

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SIDE NOTE! As I asked in 2009, is Matthew McConaughey's Wooderson the single greatest example of an actor who went on to have a long and very successful film career as a leading man, yet will never top his supporting role performance in his film debut?

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I've posted this Steve Jones clip before but every time it pops up I'm reminded it's absolutely one of the all all-time Hall of Fame things I've ever gotten from the Internet. 🤗❤️🇬🇧🎸

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Tuning Out (In)

There’s a list of songs for which if I hear them being played at my Wegmans I will pull my headphones out so I can enjoy the song playing as I stroll throughout my Wegmans and apparently this is that list.

Ideas. I Have Them.

If Iran REALLY wanted to make Trump's empty head explode & humiliate him in front of the entire planet they'll announce that they're willing to work out a deal to end the war, but they'll only work on it with Obama.

In America

Think of the incredible morality-bending & twisted pretzels of logic it took for Trump to get elected a second time after a very public tryout that included breaking the world record for US Presidential impeachments and fomenting an insurrection on the U.S. Capitol, and now here we are in the middle of a war with Iran during which Trump’s decisions have been bafflingly stupid in historic ways, both in execution and in the unfathomable consequences of which he apparently took a grand total of 0 minutes to consider, and what’s the general buzz from people about getting out of this war?

Nobody’s expecting Trump to actually win the war.
Nobody’s expecting anyone to ask him how he could be so stupid to have made it happen in the first place.
Nobody’s expecting him to have us come out of this fracas better than we were when we started it.
Nobody’s expecting him to give a shit about the 13 dead soldiers.

ALL anybody seems to want at this point, ALL anyone is demanding on the American side of things…

…is that we somehow make it so Trump can get out of it without being embarrassed; the #1 concern seems to be what we all need to do to make sure that Sir Lord FatBoy Baby Fuckwad has a soft landing without any of his easily bruised & tender feelings being hurt.

And when he runs in 2028, he will start with a baseline of 70M people eager to vote for him again.

That’s the single-most example of “white male privilege” I can even imagine, much less recall.

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What She's Found

In January of 2000, Op handed me a Maxell tape on which he’d put the V-Roys’ Just Add Ice album on Side A and Marah’s debut album Let’s Cut the Crap and Hook Up Later on Tonight on Side B; after about a month of listening to this one song below over & over I finally flipped the tape over to Marah, which changed my life in many ways, and while I can’t really remember listening to or caring about any other song on the V-Roys album ever since, I’ve always loved this song (even if after the second chorus it just kinda fizzles away into not much, really).