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A small amount of gratitude

Returning to the topic of Obama’s brainwashing speech tomorrow, a thought occurred to me: it seems likely that schools with large black populations are more likely to show the speech. In fact, it doesn’t strain credulity to assume that Obama knew that and viewed the nationwide speech as a way to especially home in on that audience as a “good role model,” etc. Yet I have not heard of mainstream conservative figures following this chain of reasoning and arguing that Obama is specifically trying to raise up a new generation of black militants.

I was going to say that perhaps we should be grateful that even in this, the stupidest of all stupid right-wing bullshit hissy-fits, they have not stooped to such a low level — but now it occurs to me that it might be coded into the Hitler references, especially in light of the attacks on Sotomayor’s supposed “racism” against white people.


September 7, 2009 Posted by | politics | 3 Comments

A bad move

Yesterday my parents came down to help me with the remainder of my move. Things went incredibly smoothly moving out of my Chicago place — except that I forgot to pack my drawers full of random kitchen implements (spatulae, wooden spoons, etc.) and my condiments (which I only noticed while on the phone with The Girlfriend, after my parents were long gone) — but attempting to get everything into my small Kalamazoo apartment was nothing short of a disaster. My desk, a particle board assemble-by-numbers thing, literally broke on the way up the stairs. The couch got all the way up the stairs, but even removing the couch’s legs, the stairway railing, and the front door proved insufficient to get it into the actual apartment. Both pieces had to be given up for dead.

We then went shopping for some furniture, purchasing a new smaller desk and a couple bookshelves (I’ve pretty well decided to go without a couch now, resigning myself to a lonely armchair). I began putting together the bookshelf and the thing all but fell apart in my hands. We decided not to proceed with the assembly of the other two items since they were the same brand and probably equally shitty, and at that point it was late and my parents needed to go home lest they fall asleep behind the wheel. And when I decided to try watching Mad Men to calm down, I found that I only had access to basic cable channels and customer service was unable to get me the remaining channels that I was paying for.

Moving to a new city is already inherently stressful, but multiple hours of unrelenting failure really got to me. My sister is coming today to run errands with me, including another attempt at a desk and bookshelf. I’d like to think that I’d just laugh if things fell apart again today, but that seems a little optimistic.

September 7, 2009 Posted by | moving | 11 Comments