Past Rantings and Ravings
04-17-13 We're supposed to be dead
02-10-12 The real dirt on Obama
06-24-11 Why does it hurt when I email pictures of my Shmuck?
07-17-10 We WATCH FOX SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO
06-29-10 It's not a gaffe, assholes.
02-12-10 Joe's Nigerian Pen pal
02-11-10 A Prayer For Bill Clinton
01-31-10 Terrible Accident
01-29-10 New Blog
12-08-09 December 8 Blog
10-05-09 You Weren't There--The History of Chicago Punk 1977-1984
09-09-09 The Return of Grand Theft Radio to Live365.com
05-05-09 TEABAGGERS BEWARE: LEFTIST LIBERALS WITH FOUL MOUTHS...
02-11-09 Ice Cream flavors for Dubya
02-05-09 Lux Interior passed away.
02-04-09 Mikey Snot impersonations
12-10-08 Open Letter To The Baseball Hall of Fame
10-16-08 Yet Another Reprint
11-15-07 On Vacation in Little Egypt
10-07-07 Blog for the booing broken-hearted Cubs fans
08-03-07 washington post political compass
08-02-07 Nero, please...
07-23-07 Return of the Rude Truth
07-15-07 Buzz Fugazi at Lost Cross House, 1987
07-13-07 Buzz Fugazi is on vacation.
07-12-07 The Blog Remains The Same part 2
07-11-07 The Blog Remains The Same
06-15-07 Fred Thompson is running for President?
06-07-07 WGTR Buzz Fugazi You Tube
05-17-07 Mango Sex
04-16-07 Bar Mitzva Boy 30 Years Later
03-23-07 Clash of the photo opportunities
03-08-07 Britney Spears Is A Punk Rocker
01-24-07 An Open Apology To The Groodies
12-18-06 We are on the road.
12-05-06 Dialectic with my readers.
11-29-06 An Open Letter from the President of Iran
or treat? Tangent Man is just saying...
10-30-06 We never were stay the course
10-11-06 Big Streaming Chunks Volume 1
09-13-06 The Unbearable Ambivalence I Feel
07-17-06 Panic In MySpace
06-29-06 The Pentagon Papers
06-15-06 Calling Truce With A Senator
06-14-06 Dear Cyber Pimp...
Chaos Apologizes To The Peace Rallies Before I Bust A Cap Into His Head
05-18-06 Ian Curtis R.I.P.
I Became The Guy Who Wants To Cut All The Trees Down
05-08-06 Chicago punk on MySpace
Chaos Hates Funeral Protesters From Westboro Baptist Church
04-11-06 Professor Chaos Hates The Peace Rallies
04-05-06 I'm 42, actually
the fucking question, Mr. President
03-06-06 First line is a default title for poems
02-22-06 Random Ambivalent Thoughts...
01-19-06 The New Test To Find Terrorists
12-31-05 Show 8
12-10-05 Jesus. I was there the day he died.
11-11-05 Left and Right Working Together
10-19-05 Not a messianic Jew
09-29-05 Copping a pose in the MSIG Army
09-23-05 Nightmare In Portage Park
08-09-05 Get Your War On by David Rees
coming in from myspace
Man, Part 3
07-16-05 Cult of the Dork
Train To Blogtown
07-09-05 Big Shmooze
07-07-05 Putting Words In My Mouth
07-06-05 Too Legit To Quit
07-02-05 Ceasefire With GTR
07-01-05 Iraq Now!
06-30-05 Mid-life Crisis?
06-29-05 Tangent Man, Part 2
06-28-05 Tangent Man...
06-27-05 Underground Music Part 2
06-25-05 Underground Music
06-23-05 Glad to be here in the matrix
Tuesday, June 28, 2005, Buzz Fugazi
Getting nurtured at the progressive movement nipple inside Lakoff's new book vs. smoking dope, growing my hair long, and bad-mouthing bloody hypocrites who I should thank because they make me feel better about who I am as a person.
All apologies to George Lakoff, but I'm only half-way through his new book, "Don't think of an elephant." I see valuable lessons to be learned from it, some of it is the same stuff "strict father" Joey Stiletto has been beating into me for a few years.
"Dr. Steam taught me the zen approach," Joey says calmly as he picks up a baseball bat before adding: "Do you know why I love baseball?"
Stiletto takes his swings and beats me all over the place. He's talking about walking the walk and talking the talk, winning the hearts and minds of the American People by understanding how to remain placid under pressure and being proactive instead of reactive, but aside from his maniacal laughter the only words I can remember while the bat is bouncing off my skull is "part of a team, part of a team."
Even with a bad case of post-concussion syndrome, Lakoff's book is a compelling read and a big buzz among the progressive drones in my hive. It's written in a way that even Adam Broad can understand. That's a nice stunt for this Lakoff, "a cognitive linguist"... I'll wait until I'm finished reading it before giving the bad mouth.
Yet there are urgent questions that cannot wait. Shouldn't I be watching American Idol instead? Why do chicks laugh at me when I tell them I'm a philosophy drop-out from SIU? Why do they get scared and run in terror when I tell them I'm an ex-marine and start screaming: "The only thing I feel... when I kill... is the recoil of my rifle... blood makes the grass grow... marines make the blood flow!"?
What if the only language someone understands is a baseball bat swinging into a human face... forever? America is at war with Iraq?America has always been at war with Iraq? America is friends with Iraq? America has always been friends with Iraq? America's foreign policy is double-plus good? Do any of us really want to be in charge and try to do a better job?
All I know for sure is that Sam Kinnison was right: Jesus was the first one who ever came back from the dead and didn't scare the hell out of everyone. Instead of...'Oh! Oh! Oh!' It's, 'Hey, it's Jesus! Hi, Jesus!'
George Orwell walking among us from beyond his grave is scarier than that. One of my professors said it was hard to fight all the looney tunes paranoia back in the '60s because the government kept doing things to justify it. After doing MSIG Rebel Radio, one friend was concerned that trash-talking the Bush family might be physically dangerous.
It was a lot more dangerous 100 years ago. Generations of progressive organizers have paved the way for us. All we need to do is buckle up, throw on the headlights and haul ass.
I'm not done reading it, yet. I have some problems with it, but I know I'll be bringing it along for the ride. It won't solve the entire problem of framing values to build a progressive electoral victory, but I know it's part of the solution.