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The Revolution Will Not be Oklahoman
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This is the wrong category for this post, but whatever.

Sensational piece of writing by my personal journalistic demi-goddess, Anne Hull. It’s a portrait of a naive, gay, 17-year-old boy and his equally naive mother. But I think it’s especially about the rest of us — the worldly, jaded, cosmopolitan, secular, sexxxtacular, post-post-bohemian creative-class-holes who think we know everything — who have to grapple with the exact same thoughts that seem so unformed coming out of the minds and mouths of Michael and Janice Shackleford:

Michael tried sending his mom a clue about his sexuality early on. He took her to a Cher concert in Tulsa, but she failed to make the connection.

“Apparently a lot of people don’t know she has a gay following,” Janice says, defensively. “The guys at work said how neat it was that I was going.”

She pauses, thinking back. “I have to say, it was a fantastic concert.” 

Here’s part two.

Part three and four will be along next Sunday and Monday.

If you wanted to get a taste of the worldly and cosmopolitan, try a little Lance Arthur. Especially the Gay Agenda.

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The Hypocritical Critic, &c.
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Sorry, Jack Shafer. Your column today in Slate, calling for an end to White House background briefings, is not allowed. You gave up your right to complain about anonymous sources on Monday, Sept. 20, 2004, when you included this sentence in your column:

Sources inside the [New York] Times tell me that the paper’s leadership worried that excavating and analyzing the WMD stories would damage the institution.

Harsh? Tough. No, after your months of railing against anonymous sources, you do not get the luxury of throwing a few willy-nilly into article that wasn’t even about the New York Times, or WMD, or anything close. Sure, I agree with your main point, but when you totally undermine it, you live with the consequences.

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The Columnist Did Lose His Marbles…
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You heard it here first, folks.

David Brooks? Crazy.

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And We're Off…
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Robin and I ship out tomorrow to our respective stops in California (I’m going straight to Fresno; he’s making a week-long stop-off in Michigan before heading to Sacto). So Snarkmarket, a little dusty and unused these past couple weeks while we’ve been making our preparations to move, will continue to gather dust for a week or so more. I know it will be difficult for you to bear the continuing wait. But next time you hear from us, it’ll be from Californ-eye-ay. And we’ll be back with a vengeance. Promise.

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Spiraling into Mediocrity
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How does one fall from the dizzying heights of the almost universally beloved Sixth Sense to make a film that scores a 39 on MetaCritic. M. Night, what happened to you?

A sampling of the criticism:

  • A sense of humor might have helped “The Village.” It couldn’t have hurt. The truth is, nothing could have hurt. — SFGate
  • To call it an anticlimax would be an insult not only to climaxes but to prefixes. It’s a crummy secret, about one step up the ladder of narrative originality from It Was All a Dream. It’s so witless, in fact, that when we do discover the secret, we want to rewind the film so we don’t know the secret anymore. — Roger Ebert
  • If you long to hear dialogue like “You needn’t be scared. We have the magic rocks. They will keep us safe,” then M. Night Shyamalan’s nubby woolen sock of a thriller “The Village” is the movie for you. — Stephanie Zacharek
  • The ubiquitous advertisements for “The Village,” which opens today nationwide, promise that “nothing can prepare you.” Nothing, that is, except M. Night Shyamalan’s last three movies and a passing acquaintance with “The Twilight Zone.” — A.O. Scott

Nubby woolen sock, y’all.

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The Free Software Experiment
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On my old computer, I had a ton of software I’d acquired during college on education licenses and … by … er … other means. Photoshop, Flash, Dreamweaver, Cool Edit, and assorted other programs. My new computer was built by a coworker for about $350, and I’m currently trying to populate it with good software. But I’m staying on the up-and-up this time. I’m sticking to all software I can afford. Thanks to the $20 copy of Win XP my coworker got me when he visited Microsoft, I didn’t get Linux, although I considered it. Here’s what I’ve found so far in my foraging for software, all free:

  • Expressions 3: My drawing program. MS took over the company that had made this software, and has for some reason made it free. I’ve been quite happy with it so far, although there’s a bit of a high learning curve, especially if you’re used to doing all your illustration in Photoshop.
  • Star Office 7: My office suite. Sun’s slightly gussied-up version of the open-source OpenOffice project, which I have maligned in these very pages. I haven’t had to do any hardcore word processing at home yet, and I don’t know if I will, but I think if I do, this should be fine.
  • The GIMP: My photo-editing program. Pretty capable, although I’m so used to Photoshop that I haven’t had the patience to really get down and learn it. I could not deal with the interface until I got this plugin, though.
  • RagTime Solo: My page layout program. A beauty from a German software company. The version of the software for personal use is free, and is exactly the same as the commercial-use version, which costs Њ845.
  • Audacity: My audio-editing program. Decent, although I’m considering trying ProTools Free again now that I have a computer than can handle it.
  • Picasa: My photo organizer. Why I need a photo organizer, considering Win XP’s photo display features are perfectly satisfactory, I don’t know, but it’s free. Whatever.

Other sundry free excellent software:

Any others?

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Filtering Distributive Intelligence, and More!
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I’ll make my return to the Snahkmahkit with this paean to the beauty of distributive intelligence.

We’ve all heard of Google Answers, where anyone can slap a dollar amount on a question and buy the answer, and anyone else can see it.

Welcome to the Best of Google Answers 🙂, which, were it updated more frequently, would be fearsome indeed. (via The Red Ferret Journal)

Other cool things on the Web today:

(mostly from that craaaaazy Red Ferret)

  • BookMachine – You’re in the bookstore, looking for a book, but helas!, it’s not in stock or out of print. Zip on over to the BookMachine, which will find your book in its online database, let you peruse through the first few pages, and print out the soft-cover, perfect-bound masterwork for you in five minutes. (thanks, TRFJ!)
  • Croquet – You’re working on a project with some geographically remote friends. Y’all hop on Croquet together, and your cyber-avatars interact with each other and each other’s software in a 3D MMORPG-like environment. (See screenshots to mimic understanding. Thanks, Emergic!)
  • Open-Source Web Design – Self-explanatory. Making the Web pretty. (I kees you, Red Ferret!)
  • Odyssee – Turn every movie into the Back to the Future ride at Universal. And if you’ve never been on the BttF ride, you poor, deprived child. Basically, imagine watching Lord of the Rings in seats engineered to move along with the action onscreen. Yeah. (You can’t do it for every movie, only the ones for which they have codes available — everything from Big Fish to LOTR. BFF TRFJ!)
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Policy and Polemic
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Kevin Drum gives The New York Times’ new temp columnist Barbara Ehrenreich a backhanded defense, saying basically that she’s sound and fury, signifying nothing, but eh, sometimes we need that:

At the same time, a simple (and frustrating) truth is that it is not people like Brad or me who change the world, it is people like Barbara Ehrenreich. Policy wonks then sigh, pick up the pieces, and try to convert the Ehrenreichian emotion of the moment into lasting programs. But without that emotion, we never get the chance.

From where I sit, policy wonks can do Ehrenreichian emotion pretty darn well sometimes. Am I the only who remembers the Declaration of Independence? (A quick refresher: that’s the one that accused the King of England of sending “swarms of Officers to harass our people, and eat out their substance.” Oh, and also: “He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people. He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty and perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.”)

Ehrenreich recognizes that sweeping rhetoric used to be a big part of official policy, and she also uses the Declaration to make that point.

Drum’s contention that good architects of policy are just tremble and reserve gets at what I think is one of the biggest problems with our policy-makers today — no boldness. It’s partially because the country’s split on a partisan razor-edge, and any lurches left or right could be disastrous for a party. But the effect is that politicians make their trade in these sly, sneaky little slivers of policy to which the public pays no attention, but corporations love. FDR’s New Deal could never survive in this climate.

Historian H.W. Brands has made this argument much better than I could:

But Franklin would be dismayed by the popular denigration of politics, and exceedingly impatient with us for acting helpless in the face of problems that the Founders would have tackled at once. To take one example, arguments over the Second Amendment, with its almost certainly inadvertent ambiguity about the relation of militia service to gun ownership, would largely cease if we simply rewrote it. Gun advocates already treat the militia clause as a nullity; let them erase the clause – or try to. Gun opponents want the clause to govern gun ownership; let them rewrite the amendment – or try to. But almost no one suggests such an obvious solution to the problem. Instead we treat the Constitution as holy writ, to be parsed and glossed but not otherwise tampered with. We agonize over “original intent” as if what the Founders believed ought to determine the way we live two centuries later. They would have laughed, and then wept, at our timidity.

The one trait the Founders shared to the greatest degree is the one most worth striving after today – but also one that is often forgotten in the praise of their asserted genius. These men were no smarter than the best their country can offer now; they weren’t wiser or more altruistic. They may have been more learned in a classical sense, but they knew much less about the natural world, including the natural basis of human behavior. They were, however, far bolder than we are. When they signed the Declaration of Independence, they put their necks in a noose; when they wrote the Constitution, they embarked on an audacious and unprecedented challenge to custom and authority. For their courage they certainly deserve our admiration. But even more they deserve our emulation.

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Journalists Are So Weird
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NBC News’ Andrea Mitchell broke the news in the Official Media™ that John Kerry was picking John Edwards to be his veep. She reported the story a whole hour-and-a-half before John Kerry announced this news himself. What flaming hoops did she have to jump through to squeeze this story out a full 90 minutes before the rest of the world would know? The WaPo has the dish:

Mitchell said she stayed up all night — “I went home to change and bathe, in the interest of being collegial” — and started bugging her sources again at 5 a.m. After getting a second confirmation, Mitchell reported at 7 a.m. that Kerry’s running mate was “very likely” to be Edwards. By 7:30, following a conversation with a third source, she was reporting it as fact.
“This was pulling teeth,” she said. “This was one of the hardest I’ve ever had to get. Some people I’ve known for decades wouldn’t talk to me.”

I hope to God that I am never that reporter. Was the world served in any way by her act of sleepless devotion? By her unflagging pestering of age-old confidants? Did those 90 minutes of foreknowledge of John Kerry’s Vice Presidential pick alleviate a single one of the world’s problems??

And besides, she was scooped by the Unofficial Media like 12 hours earlier.

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Just Who IS John Edwards?
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Let’s ask the Republican National Committee.

O-ho! It seems Edwards is not only disingenuous, he’s also unaccomplished!! And, worst of all, folks, prepare yourselves, shield your children’s eyes and ears … Edwards is also a friend to personal injury trial lawyers!!! A friend!! The very thought!

Come now, surely they could have done better than that against Edwards. Especially given that they clearly had the site at the ready (ahem, KerryPicksGephardt.com, KerryPicksVilsack.com, KerryPicksBayh.com, KerryPicksClark.com, KerryPicksBiden.com).

The DNC site is a bit less worse. (At least it includes no really crummy Flash movies, as far as I can tell.)

If you’re going to unleash a fabled $200 million war chest on somebody, why not at least do it in style? Joshua Green attempts an explanation in this month’s Atlantic Monthly, but the guy whose ads he chooses as examples of sophisticated, clever marketing sounds neither sophisticated nor clever:

On a giant-screen television Brabender first played “Waste,” which he created for Rick Santorum’s successful 1994 challenge to Senator Harris Wofford, of Pennsylvania. It opens with a hand daintily snipping a sliver of paper with red kiddie scissors. “This is how serious Harris Wofford is about cutting government waste,” begins a gentle voice, over the lilt of chamber music. Cut to another pair of hands as a chain saw tears through an enormous stack of paper. The voice becomes a bellow fit for a monster-truck-show announcer: “And this is how serious Rick Santorum is! In the last term of Congress he introduced more original bills cutting government waste than anyone else! Join the fight!”

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