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How we're being pro-vaxxed into Ukraine
I'm double-shot vaccinated. And boosted. I feel the need to tell you that at the outset. Additionally, I want to say that I would love for my employer to mandate the vaccine for my colleagues. It's a clear matter of worker safety, as far as I'm concerned. Your rights end where the next person's begin. But here's where our autocratic government begins to struggle- with the first line item in its Constitution.
It begins with the reality that we have privatized our freedom of speech. And this is not a bug in the system, it's a feature. Big tech companies under the private control of billionaires-- and facing a constant barrage of hearings from a partisan Congress-- hold a tightening grip on our modern platforms of speech. Congressional reps are constantly putting their fingers on the scale in order to influence what should and should not be allowed on these platforms. It has become a pathology of American liberalism. You get a taste for that power of silencing someone and you only want more. It is not simply the "consequences" of speech, therefore, as they claim when they attempt to silence, it is government pressure being applied to Constitutionally-protected dissent.
I don't agree with everything Joe Rogan has said on his podcast. I don't agree with everything I've said on this blog. It's not the point. There is no greater threat to our democracy at this time than our government's attempt to define "misinformation." Its overreach explains why pitchforks are being sharpened. The party in charge of each of the presidency, the Senate, and the Congress is bleeding voters. The purported threat of "misinformation" capable of clouding our brain puts us under the protection of so-called "experts." Who are these experts? Well, in the case of Covid-19 and its spread, they are the medical professionals and the researchers-- and god bless 'em. But they are also the vaccine manufacturers at Big Pharma, the people whose advertisements sometimes seem to be the only ones sponsoring your favorite news programs. Before we privatized our freedom of speech, we privatized our public and personal health.
Our government does not care about your health. Let's just be clear about that. Vaccine policies and public health policies have not been different under a President Biden than they were under a President Trump. The same dance of school closings and re-openings has continued. The rhetoric might be different but the policies aren't. Dr. Anthony Fauci is still in charge. Biden can push out items he knows will be rejected, never seeing the light of day, and he can talk the talk they always talk, but trust me, if there wasn't a Joe Manchin and Kyrsten Sinema to absorb the liberal wrath for maintaining the status quo right down the line, there would be two others, or three others, or four, if need be. That's how it works. Fifteen years ago, we had the same Democratic control of both the executive and legislative branches-- for two years (like this time)-- and that time it was the lack of a "super-majority" that was to blame for why the Democratic president couldn't deliver on the change he promised. When you read the attacks on Manchin and Sinema from the other members of their Democratic caucus, please remember that it is entirely performative. It's Lee Harvey Oswald pushing "Fair Play for Cuba" in the French Quarter. They all got their payouts from the same donors. And those donors are getting exactly what they ordered.
If the Democratic Party really cared about the spread of Covid-19, or about your physical well-being beyond anything other than you as a medical "consumer," it would not be doing everything in its power to make sure that vaccines were unavailable in the Southern hemisphere-- in countries were Black and brown people live, incidentally. Instead, as those people die off at the fastest clips, Biden sides with Big Pharma to also protect the Pill Cartel--the one whose profit was created by taxpayer-funded research at the National Institute of Health-- against the existential threat of generic drugs. As a bonus to its stockholders, this leaves Covid free to more easily evolve into new strains in underprotected locales like South Africa, where the most recent one did, and where they can later return to us again and again and again, and force booster after booster after booster. Free shots!-- don't you know-- except for the money you already paid to develop the science and then the money you continue to pay to your government to reimburse Big Pharma for each biannual jab you endure.
What do you think the typical Intelligence agent does with his or her day? Does she wear a fedora and sniff around cafes in Prague? Does he go undercover in Damascus and try to infiltrate gangs of young Muslim political anger? No, he or she sits at a computer. The job of almost all of their agents is to sit at a desk and go digging online, seeking out already-existing distrust in American Power or perhaps just inventing it. They are literally agents of "misinformation." We know this because Julian Assange and Edward Snowden, both now mortal enemies of the intelligence state, leaked the facts of what they do to us.
What they don't seem to understand--politically-- is how transparent it all is to everyone without a still-festering Trump Derangement disease, the one that leads one to believe that a largely-ineffectual leader was a threat above par and one that now wholeheartedly embraces Dick Cheney, of all people. They, themselves, ignore the "experts" on climate change, as just one other example. Or on the nutritional science that says unequivocally that meat consumption is bad for one's health. It's only the vaccine deniers that get targeted for muzzling.
Joe Biden's family was up to his facelift in dirty dealings in Ukraine and in China-- not just his son, but his brother, too. The details have been outlined in this space a couple times, and the story has now been proven true in its entirety by Politico reporter Ben Schreckinger. The details were initially labeled as "misinformation" back when they threatened Joe's candidacy against Trump and the Cold Warriors' crusade against Vladimir Putin. These "experts" are the same ones we're now told we need to be listening to during the standoff with Russia over Ukraine. You don't even have to ask them. They'll promote it. MSNBC and CNN have hired them. They're retired ex-spooks (and sometimes not even retired ones), dozens of them, that now serve as on-air "national defense" experts, rattling the sabers for war with Russia in Eastern Europe. They are the war pigs that took us into Iraq, Afghanistan, and Syria, and also, for the sake of making the point, left those locations oh-for-three.
Obama vaguely stood up to the national defense "experts" before leaving office. He all but proclaimed that we have no vital national interest in Ukraine, a non-NATO country. But he was also punting. At the time, he assumed that Hillary Clinton would be taking over possession of the football. Obama had a short window where he could speak the actual truth that Americans have no stomach for such a war. The Deep State understands that reality still. Americans want to be at war with Russia like the CIA wants to be declared obsolete. Not only would it be an unacceptable cost in blood in a region of absolutely zero strategic importance to the United States people, we would fuck it up. We're terrible at war. We haven't won one in the age of television. Like every other conflict we stick our beak into, we would simply use our military and economic muscle to prop up a strongman obsequious to us who would proceed to corrupt and loot their government. We would lose yet another war "for the hearts and minds" of the people that we were pretending to assist. And this time, our opponent would have nukes. We would be at the end of our soft preseason schedule.
Don Draper couldn't sell this war with Ukraine. So what options are left for the pigs? Only their old playbook-- declaring treason by your opponents and then keep trying to flash those bona fides. See these stripes on my sleeve, this bird, I'm a military expert. Most importantly, they try also to suppress the mountains of conflicting information. Label it "misinformation." Damn that pesky First Amendment. We're not saying you can't disagree. We'll just pressure you off your platform if you don't toe the line. Your view is "harmful." See the parallels now with health information? If you can't, trust me that others easily can.
Now, when you have dimwits like Neil Young playing helpfully along, it helps to reinforce the required distraction. Neil Young doesn't want his musical songbook sharing a platform with the podcast of Joe Rogan because of Rogan having provided a platform, at times, for anti-vaccination advocates, or even just vaccine skeptics, as it were. Young is not exactly attacking Rogan. He's attacking Spotify, Rogan's digital platform. If it were an attack on Rogan, the rocker would simply say, "I'm not going to listen to him." He's not saying that. He's saying, "I don't want anyone to listen to him. It's either him or me." Rogan is not Young's competition. Gordon Lightfoot is. This is the dangerous idea. It fortifies-- to the tremendous benefit of American Power-- that private communication platforms should be controlled by the government. I don't agree with something-- so it shouldn't be heard at all. Fortunately for all of us, Spotify made the choice it did. Rogan's critics lie about his various positions on political and social matters. They often assign positions to him that have only been staked out by his generally free-thinking guests. They equate his platform with his endorsement, and, frankly, that makes them look like idiots incapable of residing in a free country. Is it just because I grew up with Phil Donahue casually on television that I'm capable of realizing, for example, that someone having the leader of the American Nazi Party on his or her show is not providing their political backing also? (Rogan, the supposed "right wing nut," incidentally, endorsed Bernie Sanders for president in 2020. None of the television news networks or largest newspapers in the country certainly came close to doing that.)
They hope to influence the people that are generally ignorant of the Rogan podcast, which-- no coincidence-- has often provided a platform also for critics of American foreign policy, such as Snowden, Glenn Greenwald, and Tulsi Gabbard. The attacks on him are, you'll pardon the phrase, "misinformation." Rogan, at least, will occasionally admit he has been wrong about something. His opponents don't do this, as a rule.
The movement to silence is also a concentrated attack by dying media entities upon more resonant modern platforms like Spotify and Substack, which have no stockholders or advertisers to attack as surrogates. They're finding that it is much more difficult to pressure independent-thinking Americans directly than it is to pressure naturally-skittish ad execs.
Our government officials lie, and there is no more open secret than that one. Therefore, people also innately understand that when the hammer of censorship comes down, it must be connected to this trust deficit they have with their leaders. The greatest weapon Kennedy assassination "conspiracists" have ever had at their disposal, for example, was the laughable Warren Report. Americans are not ignorant of the fact that their government was overthrown in 1963. Read the surveys. They apparently just don't know what the hell to do about it. They would no longer tolerate an armed services draft, or believe military reports unquestioningly, not after Vietnam. The freedom of information in the press during that slaughter of humanity queered the warmongers' hustle. So the agents began embedding themselves with the enemy-- that is, with "the free press." As a result, almost the entirety of real journalism today has to be conducted illegally, like the work done by Julian Assange. The punishments for whistleblowing were made extreme because that was the greatest threat.
The medical community has largely had the science on their side in vaccinations, but they've already been proven wrong multiple times. Of course there's cause for fair examination and critique. Here, we're talking about the combined entities of the FDA, CDC, NIH, certainly the White House. At first, the spread of the virus was not thought to be airborne. Reports that the virus escaped from a lab in Wuhan, China, were very officially labeled "misinformation" at one time. Now, the Biden administration admits that it's not so sure that hypothesis can be discounted. Candidate Biden, in July of 2020, went so far as to claim that you wouldn't get the virus if you were vaccinated. (And you thought his other promises were busts.) Making it worse, the good folks at Politifact later declared this whopper only "half true." Dr. Fauci, our point man with a stethoscope, has not only held three different public positions on the efficacy of masks, but he has essentially admitted that he lied to us about them at one point for our own good-- so that emergency workers could have less restricted access to them. He and the other "experts" have flip-flopped on the separate subjects of ventilators, cloth masks, lockdowns, and what constitutes "herd immunity." This is not to criticize their grasping or their efforts. It's to criticize their posturing and their arrogance.
I'm no medical expert, but I do consider myself an expert on the American people. I'm an insider. We're naturally skeptical, and rightfully so. Our government overthrew one of its most popular presidents. It lied its way into, through, and out of multiple wars of aggression and imperialism. That's the current threat to your public health-- a government that was already completely ill-suited to cope with any challenge that required truth and candidness. Americans hear the word "misinformation," and they instinctively know that what you really mean is "unofficial information." We're forced to sort new pieces of info today basically for ourselves and together with our fellow citizens, and this info comes at us relentlessly and often very persuasively. The anchor sitting at the news desk in front of the camera vouching for Pfizer and Moderna is the person that's still vouching for the expertise of the Iraq War neocons after this next commercial break. But go ahead and tell us again we're stupid. There's a mid-term coming in about nine months and there's going to have to be some new scapegoats.
Sunday, October 31, 2021
How Hunter Biden and "the big guy" came to be above the law
Donald Trump had become such a dangerous man after 2016 that the rules had to change. There could be no “October surprise” in the presidential race of 2020. One simply could not be allowed to happen, just as an anti-corporate candidate could not be allowed to secure the Democratic Party’s presidential nomination. Joe Biden had been ordained the party’s best, albeit-compromised hope. Its leaders had chosen to apply hospital corners to a sleazy waterbed and now they had to lie in it. Biden simply had to win the general election.Wednesday, September 01, 2021
"...And stay out"
Doesn't it feel good? Afghanis never attacked us but we went in there and we kicked some ass anyway as a revenge-- against the Saudis maybe(?)-- for September 11th. We haven't talked about the freedom of Afghani women for twenty years-- and so maybe it was never about that, anyway, but we marched through and we liberated them at the points of our guns. That feeling you're feeling in the pit of your stomach is really gratification for a job well done.
No military tactics were capable of "winning" this war. No additional technological advantages were going to accomplish anything. We hadn't learned any lessons before Afghanistan. We weren't going to learn any lessons while we were there. We're the anti-vaxxers of the world's military industrial complex. We're still oh-for-the post-Hitler era in winning wars. On the other hand, we haven't formally declared any of these subsequent wars-- they've all been illegal-- so we've got that to our record in the standings as a technicality.
We could have never won. Aside from the fact that we were a group of bumper sticker warriors against a band of actual freedom fighters defending their own country, we never declared an objective. But our military leaders also knew we couldn't win. The Afghanistan Papers that were leaked revealed that each of three different presidential administrations were lying to us about what was actually our utter lack of progress. How badly were we outmatched by the Taliban? Even when we're on our way out, we're still being attacked by suicide bombers. Suicide bombers, think about that. We're evacuating and they're still giving up their lives as just a special way of expressing "get the fuck out and don't come back."
Not only were Afghanistan and the Taliban never a threat to us, nobody anywhere is a threat to us. Our weapons budget is bloated, gassy, and without any enemy. Our military and its adventures only exist to serve a single purpose-- to line the pockets of five principal war profiteers. They are Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, Boeing, General Dynamics, and Northrup Grumman. Last year, these five corporate entities alone took $167 billion out of our national budget--even during a lockdown global pandemic. These "contractors" are really profiteers with a vice grip of weaponry upon our country and the world.
We were never there to assist with "democracy-building." We weren't actually there to help build up the Afghan economy. Our industrial capitalists are at cross purposes, fundamentally, with the economic success of other nations. Their victory would be our defeat. Our actual motivation is simply to pillage and destroy for the profit of a few. The military mission can't be explained to the citizenry in any honest fashion by U.S. government officials because the true mission is only murderous piracy. Of course the Afghan government we set up would be villainously corrupt. Ours is villainously corrupt.
There are other governments on the planet that are more vicious towards their own people than ours, but none are more vicious towards the world as a whole. None can even come close. We're engaged-- even upon another hideous defeat-- with still endless bombings of endless targets, "collateral" murders, starvations, the toppling of governments, election interferences, and the ongoing creation of countless refugees.
Barack Obama called this war on Afghanistan "the good war." He might be a war criminal, but he's no dummy. He was stealing this terminology from the late Studs Terkel from his shared hometown of Chicago. Studs titled his oral history book of World War II "The Good War," but he put a question mark after it. Obama knew the only way to sell this moral-cheapening and disgusting destruction of a devastatingly-poor country was by inferring a parallel between the Taliban and the Nazis. That's how we do. At the same time, he knew and protected the big secret of the intelligence apparatus he ostensibly controlled-- that we were losing badly and were powerless to do anything to avoid ultimately losing.
We've allowed our language to soften which each subsequent defeat since the Cold War commenced, but we are baby killers. We kill often and we kill indiscriminately. Our soldiers leave their moral consciences at home by direct order of deployment and then they return to emptiness and mass suicide after they act without conscience, if they return at all. We send robots to kill now when we run short on soldiers.
During the nightly drivel that is cable television news, the former CIA pundits still under the agency's sway and sometimes not even accurately "former," they summarize that we "didn't win," but that we didn't lose either, or perhaps it's that we defeated ourselves. They debate which of the two parties is to blame. But if ever there was an epic failure of pure bipartisanship, this fucker was it. Both sides approved the use of force, both favored escalations when their man was in charge-- two Democrats ultimately and two Republicans also. Both sides participated in and benefitted from the corruption. Representatives in both parties-- nearly all representatives in total-- approved the funnel into their offices that takes the profiteers' payouts and sends it back in the form of campaign contributions. They are murderers. It was a failure of both of our criminal parties-- indeed, a failure of the two-party system itself. The twenty-year Afghanistan blood-drenched clusterfuck was a product of the red state/blue state tumor that eats away at America. It's a colossal failure too of Senator Bernie Sanders and "the Squad" in the House of Representatives, who believe that any meaningful change can ever take place without the creation of a third party-- in fact, any third party with any philosophical leaning whatsoever provided simply that it not accept any money from the profiteers.
Of course, the Afghanis were seen celebrating this week. Since when do nations not cheer when they gain their independence? I'm so, so very glad we lost. I'm only sorry that it won't be the last time.
Thursday, August 12, 2021
The Screw Joe Jackson Game
Sorry for the continued hiatus. On the occasion, however, of the "Field of Dreams" spectacle tonight in my home state of Iowa, here's a re-post of my initial thoughts when this promotional event was announced two years ago. We would have all been better off had it been skipped due to Covid-19, like it was last year. Having the Evil Empire come out to the sticks from New York, taking on the White Sox and helping Major League Baseball to cash in on what was Shoeless Joe's profound grief while he was alive, makes it all the worse somehow.
Thursday, August 08, 2019
A Field of Dreams without Shoeless Joe
In 1989’s classic movie Field of Dreams, set and filmed here in Iowa, ghost baseball players walk out from a cornfield outfield onto the soft grass of a baseball diamond that has been carved out-- complete with pitcher's mound and backstop-- by novice farmer Ray Kinsella. The ghost players are spiritual tourists that had once been the eight Chicago White Sox players banned for life by major league commissioner Kennesaw Mountain Landis in 1921 for conspiring to lose the 1919 World Series to Cincinnati. When the ghost of the best of these players, “Shoeless” Joe Jackson, asks Kinsella about the floodlights that are illuminating the field, the fantasist farmer explains that team owners had subsequently discovered-- about one score after 1919-- that they could make more money by installing lights and playing the games at night. Jackson replies, dismissively, “Owners.”
Today comes word that Major League Baseball, the Chicago White Sox, and the New York Yankees, are planning for the two teams to meet on the new “Field of Dreams” at the film site in Dyersville, Iowa next summer for a game that will count as much as any of the others in the American League standings. I don’t wish to make too much of my opposition to the game except to say that I think it’s another symptom of the spiritual death of America.
The long and the short of it, and the reason for my expressed angst, is that this game is really a thoughtless money grab that ignores the actual legacy and meaning of something important. This ballfield was created first, back in the '70s, in someone’s mind-- that of a short story author from Canada named Bill Kinsella, at the Iowa Writer’s Workshop in Iowa City. (He died in 2016.) It was a story that tied the unforgiven “Black Sox" to something more spiritual than the game they played, beyond life and death, something nearing religious for a few of us. If it wasn't a personal story to Kinsella too, he wouldn't have gifted his last name to his main protagonist.
The point of the plot-- which excited Iowans seem to be forgetting today-- is that these players were no longer welcome in Major League Baseball. That's why they came here-- to Iowa. They received lifetime bans-- ones that have since been extended from “lifetime” to “eternal.” This field belongs to those men. Ray built it for them. He told us so in the movie. It’s their refuge. It’s unsanctioned space, a thing separate. It’s the prison yard of the correctional facility of their banishments even after death. Since they wouldn’t be allowed to suit up in a major league game at a major league park in 2020, I’m utterly unconvinced as to why Major League Baseball should be permitted on theirs. With the Field of Dreams, Iowans think they have a tourist attraction that's even capable of bringing Major League Baseball to town. They actually have something even better than that. Something not everyone is even capable of seeing. Something... sorry, heavenly.
MLB commissioner Rob Manfred, conversely, is a man completely overwhelmed of the civic responsibility he holds. He has zero imagination, no discernible depth to his being. He’s a baseball commissioner who pursued that job because it's a good job to have. It's clearly not because he likes baseball. He doesn't. I'll never forget watching his first game on the job in 2015, opening night, Cardinals and Cubs in St. Louis. He tells ESPN's TV crew that Busch Stadium is lovely. He's never been there... So he's been Commissioner Selig's top financial officer for two decades, the second most powerful man in the sport, and this Busch Stadium, opened in 2006, has on this night already hosted multiple games in each of three different World Series, five different League Championship Series, and an All-Star Game. And he's never been there. Now that's a fan for you. If you were privileged to be the CFO of Major League Baseball, with all the salary and perks that that position entailed, how many games would you attend?
Manfred thinks the games are too long and boring. We only hear from him when he dreams up another idea he thinks will make it less boring. I'm waiting for the alligator pit in center field. He thinks its pace is out of step with the modern world-- and you know what? He’s right about that one. But he’s too woefully ignorant of the history of the league he oversees to know that critics have been saying that since the beginning of professional ball-- during Reconstruction. Baseball stands still as a tower-- a staggeringly profitable tower-- because it is out of step with the conventions of time and with our modern era, not despite of it. It is pastural in an increasingly-urban nation, unhurried in a frenetic one. It was an anachronism from the moment it was birthed.
In Dyersville, you’ve got a new temporary “stadium” being erected, one that will seat better than 8,000 fans for this contest, and presumably one that looks nothing like the one in the film-- or in the book that inspired the film: “Shoeless Joe Jackson Comes to Iowa.” In the details of those media, the grandstand was a much more modest thing. It amounted to a single set of bleachers. The disembodied and inexplicable voice in the cornfield told the fictional Ray, “If you build it, they will come.” Now a new one is going up that has more bells and whistles. He built it, they’re going across the road.
By tracking mud across Joe Jackson's home turf here, Manfred is showing us testicles that are each the size of a Homer Bailey hanging slider, belt-high. When he took over the league's top job in '15, he turned down a reinstatement appeal on behalf of Jackson from the Shoeless Joe Jackson Museum and Baseball Library. That's located in the former slugger’s hometown of Greenville, South Carolina. Jackson, in case you don’t possess all the historic particulars about him, always proclaimed his innocence in the scandal. He was lumped in with the seven other men who “fixed” the series-- who were all acquitted of the crime in a court of law, incidentally, and who each claimed that Jackson was not involved. 1919 saw Shoeless Joe break the record at the time for most hits lashed out in a single World Series, and he played error-free at his position in right field. (He was also illiterate, and signed his lifetime ban with an “X” because he couldn’t write his name. He could have used a lawyer.)
What will make you laugh is Manfred’s stated reasoning behind extending a then-approaching century-long banishment for Jackson, who has also been dead longer than Julius and Ethel Rosenberg. He wrote back to the museum that he was moving forward behind the logic of another dead commissioner, Bart Giamatti, from the 1980s: “The Jackson case is now best given to historical analysis and debate as opposed to a modern-day review with an eye to reinstatement.” Hmm. In other words, we can’t now review the case because it’s been too long. Manfred's is not the place to question the wisdom of the commissioners that came before him, some of them fans of the sport.
Joe Jackson is no longer a man in the eyes of Major League Baseball. He’s a formless, tragic character from the long ago past. They think nothing of profiting off what they think you remember about him-- which is as one of the men who was chased away for the sake of the “integrity” of the game-- when there were actually many more than just eight villains. Every World Series outcome prior to 1919, back to the first in 1903, has to be considered suspect because of the prevalence of gamblers surrounding the sport at the time. Club owners winked at it-- and may have been on the take as well, in some cases-- until it blew up so big as to threaten its standing with the paying public. By scapegoating Jackson, Gandil, Weaver, Schalk, Cicotte, Williams, Risberg, and McMullin, a first-ever "commissioner" in 1921 was able to assure Americans that their national pastime-- actually a big business masquerading as a game-- was what it always claimed to be, but rarely had been. It’s a re-costuming ten decades later as Manfred, Chicago club owner Jerry Reinsdorf, and New York’s Son of Steinbrenner appeal to your heartstrings again by heading to the heart of the heartland.
The movie did its fair share to misrepresent history in 1989, but its immense heart was in the right place. One of the inaccuracies of the film is that Shoeless Joe didn’t like his contemporary Detroit opponent, Ty Cobb. On screen, Ray Liotta’s “Joe” remarks that Cobb wasn’t invited to suit up with the other dead players on the mythical field because, colorfully, “none of us could stand the son of a bitch while he was alive so we told him to stick it.” And documentary filmmaker Ken Burns did his part to misrepresent the actual truth about Cobb in 1994’s Baseball series on PBS, but Burns also chronicled the story of Cobb poignantly traveling from Georgia to Greenville to see Jackson late in each of their lives. He found the long-banished player working at a liquor store he owned. He bought something from Jackson and said at the counter, “Don’t you remember me, Joe?” Joe replied, “Sure I remember you, Ty. I just didn’t think you or any of the guys would want to remember me.” That was the price he was still paying-- the enduring representative of the castaway player-- and throwaway person, the fallen idol, the cautionary example for every professional athlete that would ever follow.
This is a battle between Major League Baseball and its own ghosts. A battle that continues very much today since MLB would still have you believe that the “integrity” of their competition is only seeded in the ethics of the players, and never with the often-conspiring owners. It's also about the aims of Major League Baseball to try to own everything connected with the sport, to ultimately trademark it all. It's still a mystery to me as to how the corporate entity of Major League Baseball can dictate that Shoeless Joe Jackson, or any person, for that matter, is ineligible for enshrinement in the NATIONAL BASEBALL Hall of Fame. But that's where we are and have always been. This is one more way to kick Joe Jackson, to monetize the misery this league inflicted on him. I like to think that if he were around today to ask, or if you were chanced to encounter his ghost here in Iowa, he'd tell them to stick it.
Friday, April 30, 2021
A break
Apologies. I've been on a little break, but not from writing. I've got a new project with details to come. Stay tuned.
Sunday, February 21, 2021
Woody tonight
On the occasion of HBO's sneeringly one-sided Woody Allen documentary airing tonight, here's a repost of last April's piece in defense of Allen from the unsubstantiated charges he still faces from his ex nearly three decades on. I'll be very curious to see what evidence of child molestation these documentary filmmakers can come up with that two state investigations at the time could not. One change that needs to be made to the text is that I said the statue of limitations is up on any hypothetical civil case. Not true, according to writer and historian Bob Weide. Dylan Farrow could still choose to pursue a civil case against Woody Allen if she's willing to be questioned about the case by legal authorities and not just her mother's and brother's journalism friends.