That's just great. Found on Daily Kos.
God, I just love our Stranger sometimes:
The Littlest Prisoner at Abu Ghraib
Your child will be the hit of the neighborhood costume parade in this recreation of the Abu Ghraib prisoner-abuse scandal's most indelible image. As an added bonus this easy-to-make costume will remind everyone on your child's trick-or-treat route of our national shame! ...
Sorry, it's a quiet Putative week, as I'm actually—believe it or not—working hard so Heidi and I can take the weekend off, and hopefully Monday and Tuesday, too. We're fleeing from Halloween (a first! so sad) to go ROCK AND/OR GET OUT THE VOTE ETC., down in P-Town this weekend (thanks, Janet, for the hotel recommendation). Then it's back up here for some similar GOTV-ing. Does anyone know already exactly where and how best to help in Seattle? I've saved about eight volunteering e-mails and one voice-mail, which I still need to read through and make sense of. (Dalton said, "Wow, you got a *voice*-mail? I'm impressed.")
And I promise, after next week, "that's five" on the election. (From Blightner's weirdo dream, which I loved: "I dreamed last night that Jamit and I were talking with a group of people when some topic or other came up and J. said "Five" or "That's five," I'm not sure which—but she clearly meant that that subject was unsuitable for further discussion. I like.")
Heidi has been slowly compacting furniture, books, etc., to fit into her new apartment, and she decided to give away her old table this weekend. This being Capital Hill, you can leave stuff out on the sidewalk and—esp. if it's a bustling, sunny fall day—expect it to quickly find a home elsewhere. She didn't want to deal with selling it but tried to get at least a little electoral mileage out of the old girl:
We went and had breakfast at Glo's (mmm, potato pancakes with green onions and sour cream), rambled downtown, and it was gone by the time we got back. Also seen while rambling, a princess:
And then the work of somebody who thinks USA Today's refusal to endorse a presidential candidate is a cop-out:
I'm writing a story on Battlestar Galactica for Amazing Stories, and I came across this FilmForce interview with Ron Moore, the guy who's pretty much "re-imagined" the whole series for the SciFi channel. Moore is really interesting anyway (he left being a show-runner for HBO's Carnivale to take on the show, among other things), but he had some great anecdotes about writing for Star Trek, like this bit:
MOORE: .... Joe Menosky always maintained that when people look back at Next Generation, they would single [Counselor Troi] out as the one thing that made the show anachronistic, because it was such an '80s idea that the role of a therapist was going to be so important in the future that you would actually give her a chair right next to the Captain. Which seems patently absurd, even now. There's like the captain, his first officer, and his therapist! What? That's the trio that sits on the bridge in command decisions?
IGNFF: In a hotel lobby…
MOORE: In a hotel lobby. Very '80s.
My mom always loved that, being an elementary school counselor. Like greater things awaited her... IN SPACE. I'm not getting to interview Ron Moore because he's on his honeymoon, but I'm talking to the other executive producer and some other good folks, like Richard Hatch. (I was in second grade when I was a big Battlestar Galactica fan, so I still can't quite get over the fact there's a message from Apollo on my voice-mail right now. Apollo! I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm actually more excited about interviewing him than I was about Dave Eggers.)
I was about to post a link and picture for a new interactive electoral map, but then I decided that this pic was much more interesting and at least equally terrifying. (From a claw game in a dive bar in Port Angeles, where Heidi and I went last month.)
(Thanks, Sean, via Wonkette.) But it's even better than that if you go read the transcript. He just completely gives them an ass-kicking over how bad their show—and their kind of show—is for the country. From the Wonkette commentary:
Wow, it is awesome. He told Tucker Carlson and Paul Begala that their show is "bad," that they are lowering public discourse, and that they are partisan hacks. Carlson is pissed. He and Begala keep trying to cut into him off, getting him to try to talk about his book. Carlson then said that Jon Stewart is up John Kerry's butt. Stewart said that Carlson was a 35 year old man with a bowtie, and that he is a joke. This is so great! The audience loves it, Carlson and Begala are scared and embarrassed.
Please tell me somebody Tivo'd this.
I was just reading an interesting post from My Personal Economist, about torturing/teaching students in his game theory class over free bread, and he just commented on my last Nader post. It's interesting enough that I don't want you to miss it, so here it is:
My favorite source for following the horse race is electoral-vote.com—check out the cartogram and the movie. It indicates that Nader is costing Kerry NJ + NH + IA + NM = 31 electoral votes, and is making things closer than they should be in PA = 21 votes. If the reader knows anybody in these states voting for Nader, please let them know that their vote may have disastrous effects.
I even voted for him once, rounding out my presidential voting record to what I think is a respectable Bush, Clinton, Nader, Gore. But this is the kind of crap that just infuriates me, from an NYT piece today titled "Nader Emerging as the Threat Democrats Feared":
Mr. Nader maintained in the interview "there is no evidence" that he takes votes from Mr. Kerry. He said surveys by Zogby showed him pulling equally from Mr. Bush and Mr. Kerry.
A spokeswoman for Zogby International, Shawnta Walcott, said that Zogby polls showed Mr. Nader drawing far more from Mr. Kerry. She said the polls, aggregated from March through last month, showed that if Mr. Nader was not an option, 41 percent of his supporters went to Mr. Kerry and 15 percent went to Mr. Bush. Thirty percent went elsewhere and 13 percent were undecided.
Where is the reporter—or where is the person in the stump-speech audience—saying, "Okay, hang on, hold that thought, I'm getting Zogby on the phone *right now*, and I'd like to get a follow-up." As I've said before, fine, keep running, but quit lying and/or deluding yourself. It's just weird, like he's coming unglued: "In the interview, Mr. Nader rejected the idea that he was a spoiler. 'I deny the designation entirely,' he said. 'Everyone is trying to get votes from everyone else. So we're all spoilers or none of us are spoilers.'" Everyone's a spoiler! Hey, look at the puppet!
My prediction: A chain hoax e-mail two days before the election saying that he's pulling out.