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Oh, yeah, I have a blog, don’t I?

Yes, the chirping crickets are real

Wow. I’ve been doing a piss-poor job of updating the blog here.

Yeah, yeah, all the normal reasons. Job really stressful. Busy with stuff at home. But ultimately it really is about prioritization: I’ve doing plenty of stuff with my quotations blog, and even my gaming blog has been getting some love.

What I usually do here has traditionally been “my life” (boring), “my pop culture stuff” (uninspiring of late), and “my politics”.

Aha.

Politics has been — a wildly stressful hot mess.  Trump & Co. are simultaneously terrifying and fury-inducing in their smug proto-fascism and very direct threat to people I love (and, hell, to me under certain not-necessarily-the-worst-case scenarios). Biden’s problems filled me with existential dread (since somewhat alleviated by Harris — but that’s a whole other set of posts). And, with everything else going on, it’s just hard to write about and face that terror and dread and fury in a way that isn’t just incoherent keyboard smashing.

Sigh.

(And, yes, feel free to mutter “Trump derangement syndrome” … and keep walking on.)

Can’t promise I’ll be more active here, but it’s bubbled to the top of my attention again, so … let’s hope for the best.

Stress Brain word cloud
This is my brain on stress. Any questions?

Catering to the torches and pitchforks encourages more torches and pitchforks

And weakening the rule of law out of fear doesn’t make anyone any safer

Timothy Snyder has a good piece here on the dangers involved in the “commentariat” pushing SCOTUS to a “pitchfork” ruling on Colorado ‘s pushing Trump off the ballot.  By saying Colorado Supreme Court should be overruled because its ruling is “divisive” or will “inflame” the January 6th folk who were carrying around virtual torches and pitchforks, the politicos and pundits on both sides of the aisle would fundamentally weaken the rule of law … and simply encourage the folk waving pitchforks to wave them more, knowing they will get their way.

snyder.substack.com/p/the-pitc

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The Pro-Active Pardon

Haley and DeSantis belittle the rule of law by preemptively declaring they would pardon Trump were they elected President

Is it must me, or is there something deeply unserious about both Nikki Haley and Ron DeSantis pledging they would, of course, pardon Trump of any federal convictions. Regardless of any further evidence. Regardless of what judges and/or juries decide.

Sure, DeSantis insists it’s just akin of Ford pardoning Nixon to help “re-unite a divided country.” Except, pardoning Trump wouldn’t reunite anything. For Trump opponents it would be seen as complete and utter politics. For Trump, and his mob, it would be taken as an exoneration. And Trump would be stirring up the next insurrection, unabashed and emboldened.

Ford could barely get away with pardoning Nixon — and, in fact, it sank his chances of a second term — because he was respected and liked going into the job, and wasn’t seen as being part of Nixon’s corrupt coterie. He was deeply criticized for poor judgment in pardoning Nixon, but it wasn’t seen as as partisan corruption. That would hardly apply to either Haley or DeSantis doing the same thing for Trump — especially, in the circumstances they describe, he would already be convicted, something Nixon never was.

Do I really think that Haley and DeSantis think Trump shouldn’t be punished for what he did, or that they are seeking some sort of cleansing national unity? Of course not. At the most obvious, they are hoping  to garner presidential votes by appealing to the Trumpist mob. More likely, they simply want to tee themselves up as being part of the MAGA movement that, however the election in November turns out, will propel them to future power.

washingtonpost.com/politics/20

The Unbearable Lightness of Being Kim Jong Un

“People aren’t paying attention to me? How rude! Better make some new threats!

Sounds like Kim is feeling a bit neglected. Like his favorite former US President, he hates it when people aren’t paying him attention.

To be fair, he doesn’t sound much different from … Ron DeSantis?

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Lindsey folds. Again.

Lindsey Graham deserves to either be remembered forever, or forgotten forever.

As Lindsey Graham takes the last, squishy bits of spine he had left, carefully places it in Ziplok bag, and leaves it in the back of Trump ‘s fridge, somewhere between 2003 KFC leftovers and a container of Putin’s favorite borscht.

thehill.com/homenews/senate/43

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TV Review: Doctor Who Holiday Special 2023

A nice, neat, fun, high-budget intro to the new Doctor

Finally watched the Doctor Who Christmas Special, Holiday Special, or Special No. 4 (depending on which advert you see for it).

I think the Fifteenth Doctor is going to be a lot of fun, full of compassion and whimsy. Not gotten a solid coherent read off of Ruby yet, but we’ll see.

The plot it self was moderately intricate, left some bits dangling for RTD to come back to, and, if a bit fantasy-heavy … well, Doctor Who has always been fantasy with most the numbers filed off.

Good stuff.

Ruby Sunday and the Fifteenth Doctor
Ruby Sunday and the Fifteenth Doctor

Trump just likes being mean to people

Trump’s rule: If you don’t have something nice to say about someone, say it even louder.

I find it difficult to believe that Trump has particular feelings, one way or the other, over care and treatment of transgender kids, except that it makes a convenient cudgel for him to rile up the troops.

“DeWine has fallen to the Radical Left. No wonder he gets loudly booed in Ohio every time I introduce him at Rallies, but I won’t be introducing him any more. I’m finished with this ‘stiff.’ What was he thinking.”

I mean, DeWine is about as reliably Right as you can find. But after taking the time to look at what the Ohio lege’s gender-affirming health care ban would do, he took a principled stand and said, “No, this is going to hurt people.”

Which just teed him up for Trump’s criticism because, hey, hurting people is what Donald is all about.

thehill.com/homenews/lgbtq/438

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Administrivia: Toot Toot!

Putting some new life into the old blog.

I am trying a new experiment, as my normal posting here (for things other than movie reviews) has been a bit, um, lacking.

Since I have been more active posting over on Mastodon, I will start pulling my posts from there over here. As some of the metadata (like post title) stuff is missing, and wanting a chance to clean up some of the formatting bits, I’ll be importing in draft mode, and then manually publishing it.

That creates a bit of a lag but with diligence and discipline (ha!) I’m sure I’ll stay caught up.

My goal here is not necessarily to garner a huge audience (the days of blog-centric Internet are long past), but to re-establish this site as my “extended memory,” my journal, keeping track of stuff I’ve done, thought, written, etc.

If it works out, I’ll eventually post about how I did it, technically.

(And, yes, I could use the blog as the source and use various tools to post to Mastodon — or, heck, ActivityHub to making things here visible over there … and maybe I’ll eventually go that course. But using a Masto client to write things remains a lot easier, which is the key to sustainable blogging, even of a micro sort.)

We shall see.

Nikki Haley tries to dance around Slavery and the Civil War

Because the only acceptable answer in the GOP is that the Civil War was about Big Government!

It makes little difference what Nikki Haley actually believes. She simply cannot be trusted. She has shown herself adept at saying things that sound relatively sane one sentence, and then making appeals to the MAGA Right with the next.

She is either a fanatic herself, or (my belief) disingenuously willing to glibly court the fanatics.

And she is still arguably the least-worst of the folk at-all-possibly-getting-the-GOP-nomination-for-President .

politico.com/news/2023/12/27/h

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UPDATE:

Aaaand … Nikki Haley backtracks, admits that, yeah, slavery was the cause of the Civil War … which will doubtless draw more criticism from both sides.

She then deflects and says the person who asked the original question was a “Democratic plant” … which is altogether possible, but doesn’t address her inability to give the answer she knows is true in the first place.

So Haley is willing to tell the truth about the Civil War when forced to, but not when she isn’t. Got it.

forbes.com/sites/anafaguy/2023

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Boebert bails on her Congressional District

If you can win in your own district … move to another!

So, scared (and rightfully so) that she will lose next year if she stays in her own CO-3 district, given how much folk have grown to dislike her shenanigans there, Lauren Boebert is carpet-bagging over to CO-4, where old school reactionary Ken Buck is retiring from.

That makes the Dem running again in CO-3 less likely to win that solid-red district… but I doubt the CO-4 GOP are going to be any more tolerant of Boebert’s bad behavior.

9news.com/article/news/politic

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Florida’s school book bans go beyond sex, gender, and race

Florida’s race to get rid of Evil Sex Books has swept up a number of Jewish authors

But, hey, let’s talk about how “liberals” are anti-Semitic.

“Florida district pulls many Jewish and Holocaust books from classroom libraries”

A global bestseller by a Jewish Holocaust victim; a novel by a beloved and politically conservative Jewish American writer; a memoir of growing up mixed-race and Jewish; and a contemporary novel about a high-achieving Jewish family are among the nearly 700 books a Florida school district removed from classroom libraries this year in fear of violating state laws on sexual content in schools.

The purge of books from Orange County Public Schools, in Orlando, over the course of the past semester is the latest consequence of a conservative movement across the country — and strongest in Florida — to rid public and school libraries of materials deemed offensive. While the vast majority of such challenged and removed books involve race, gender and sexuality, several Jewish books have previously been caught in the dragnet.

The Orange County case is unusual for the sheer volume of books removed — 699 including some duplicates, according to documents the district provided — and for the unusually large number of books about the Holocaust and Jewish identity included among them.

timesofisrael.com/florida-dist

“Presidential Immunity for me but not for thee”

Trump says that if he doesn’t get full immunity, he’ll prosecute Biden without it. “Merry Christmas”

Short Trump: “Presidents get total immunity. But only me. Biden I will totally prosecute for shit.”

What an asshole.

“Trump rails against special counsel Jack Smith in Christmas Eve posts”

The former president said Biden would be prosecuted without presidential immunity for the way he handled the U.S. withdrawal from Afghanistan in 2021 and his handling of the U.S. southern border.

Trump said in another post that Smith is one of Biden’s “misfits and thugs” who are going after him “at levels of persecution never seen before in our country.”

“It’s called election interference. Merry Christmas!” Trump said.

thehill.com/blogs/blog-briefin

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The (Social) Media Is the Message

If you are what you eat, you are also what you use to communicate

Marshall McLuhan famously said “The medium is the message,” noting that the nature of the medium used to communicate is itself an essential part of what is being communicated.

I didn’t think about it in those terms a year ago when I pretty much cold turkey switched from Twitter over to Mastodon. But it was, and remains, true. The social media tool I use is a reflection of my priorities, the way I want to communicate, and, ultimately, me and my message.

(Note: I created my Mastodon presence on 2 November 2022; I gave up Twitter for good on 13 December, according to — hey! — my blog entry about the same.)

Why I left

I don’t recall what particular shenanigan Elon Musk pulled to make me make the switch. I’d been watching with alternating waves of mild humor and appalled horror at the whole “Is he buying Twitter or isn’t he?” fiasco of the preceding year. Having actually closed the deal, he started acting like the Joker at an art exhibit.

Not just destructive to Twitter as a company, mind you — crazy layoffs, damaging cuts in support, weird work demands — but destructive to Twitter as a social medium.

Let’s not get too sentimental. Twitter had long had a lot of problems. An open forum of its type could hardly avoid it. But, for all the less-than-good bits of it, there was a lot of great discussion, news, statusing, and commentary going on, and the management seemed to realize that they needed to act responsibly (or at least make motions like they were) for both moral and good business reasons.

Musk did away with all of that. His attitude toward social media seemed to be a Hobbesian war of “all against all,” with the most brutal (and view-garnering) voices “winning.” That the bullies and nihilists usually find it easier to out-shout people who really don’t want to shout in the first place wasn’t, for him, a bug: it was a feature.

So maybe it was making it easier on anti-semites, or some new offense against LGBTQ folk on the platform, or even getting rid of blocks on content and users spewing COVID fantasies and Election Denial.

Whatever it was, I had enough. It wasn’t a place I wanted to be. So, in remarkably short order, I wasn’t.

I do still occasionally peer over there, most often by inadvertently clicking on a link to an image pointing there. When possible I try to avoid it.

Because the medium is the message. And, for me, actively participating on Twitter is adding head count and click count and tacit support for Musk and his cronies and the Joker Gang wandering around the place and pissing in the corners.

I find it disheartening that so many Twitter members — news organizations, local and national government agencies, individual contributors I respect — are still on “X” (which rebrand exemplifies so much of what is wrong with Elon Musk and his private soap box). Not only is its technical reliability an increasing concern, but Musk’s abusive behavior against anyone who he takes a disliking to means its business reliability is dodgy as well.

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X marks the spot-of-why-we-can’t-have-nice-things

“But, Dave,” you might say, “Twitter still has a huge following! We have thousands and millions of followers who would never, ever dream of moving over onto another platform! We’d lose a lot of money, a lot of influence, a lot of visibility.”

True. Those are all priorities. I suspect that any number of people who have, in history, chosen not to flee a country that was becoming increasingly unstable, hostile to them and theirs, oppressive, etc., used the same excuses. “I have a business here! I have a home! I have friends — fewer, maybe, than before, but I have a place in the community. I am sure it will all blow over soon …”

Those stories sometimes don’t end well.

But enough about Twitter

I’ve been on a lot of social media over the years. I started a blog a couple of decades ago — too late for the birth of my kid, but just in time for  9/11. It saw a lot of use in the following years … but I also early adopted some lighter-weight content gathering. Google Reader in the day. Some early Twitter stuff. Then (insert angelic choir sound here) Google Reader, then, after that, back to Twitter, as life and attention span and stuff made shorter-form stuff a lot easier to do.

And then all the Twitter stuff above, and …

… off to Mastodon.

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All the cool kids are doing it.

On the surface, the two platforms are similar — short-form individual messages, threads, etc.

But as so many have commented, the environment on Mastodon is a lot more … quiet. Not in terms of content sharing — I get more messages in than I can keep up with — but in terms of it all being less shouty, less click-baiting, less outrage-to-drive-eyeballs. There’s tough, incisive posting about things, as well as a lot of silliness. There are people dedicated to a given topic, and others who (like me) wander about, making noises about politics, comic books, or silly jokes.

I’m not quite sure it yet feels like home, but it is feeling increasingly comfortable.

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While it seems sappy, Mastodon has a lot of welcoming folk on it.

One thing I want to work on is sharing my contact from there to here. One reason I like having a blog is that it’s mine — dependent only on my paying quarterly hosting bills, not on the business plan of anyone else. That said, one of the things I like about Mastodon is its decentralization, so that if one instance is mismanaged or lets the deplorables run roughshod, it’s easy to isolate the damage and/or move to another host if needed.

Anyway, cross-posting on an automatic basis from There to Here — to act as a repository and a place I can more easily pull past info from — is high on my list of things to do (which is still very long).

Mastodon isn’t perfect. That decentralization makes for a few sharp corners when trying to find people or share stuff. It’s actually improved there over the last year, but it’s a slightly steeper hill to climb than simply hopping onto Twitter or Facebook, etc.

I think Mastodon, as a “kindler, gentler” environment, sometimes gets contentious over whether people are being properly kinder and gentler. This pops up in debates about the platform and what should be the soft rules and the hard rules. Content Warnings (a clever tool) can be a touch-point, though I’m generally unaware of the extent of their use (as I simply have the window open to everything automatically, and don’t generally post stuff I think will be triggering to people).

Mastodon’s native inability (at the moment) to QTs is hotly debated whenever the proposal comes up — some groups find the feature too prone to abuse, others find it essential for how their sub-communities operate. I tend to favor them, but I’m able to work around that usually.

But so it goes. Any human community is going to have some sensitive points of friction, and the ones I tend to see on Masto are orders of magnitude less problematic than, say, Twitter debates about Were the Jews were behind COVID or if it was actually the trans people (so maybe we should do something to deal with both groups, just to be safe) … 

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Lord of the Flies as social media application. Okay, yes, I’m still talking about Twitter here.

At least that’s how I feel about it at the moment. The Masto I see and interact with is very open and accepting, especially to anyone who approaches conversation in a way that doesn’t easily translate into “Here’s my rationale for wanting you gotten rid of.”

The bottom line

This is probably far more info than I needed to share, esp. for something so trivial as my 1st Mastodon Anniversary. But there’s a reason I’m there (and why I’m not at my old there), and it’s probably worth writing down before everything changes again.

Net-net, I not only feel comfortable on Mastodon, I feel the general values and nature of the community there is something I’m willing to be associated with. If the medium is the message, the message Mastodon is currently sending is part of mine.

If you need help or advice getting yourself onto Mastodon, give me a holler.

If you’re looking for me over there, here’s where I am: https://mstdn.social/@three_star_dave

Giving (up) the Bird

A Farewell to Elons.

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Like a lot of other folk (“all the cool kids are doing it!”), I’m suspending use of Twitter for the indefinite future. I’ve already been cutting back substantially the last month or so, but between the likelihood that the system is going to crash and burn technologically, if not socially, and that most of the key folk I followed on Twitter have departed — well, there are not much reason to be here, and many reasons not to be.

So my @Three_Star_Dave Twitter account, and the automatic quotation tweets to @WISTquotes will go silent unless things substantially change on Twitter. That’s unfortunate, because Twitter (while always having had problems) has been an amazing global resource, and an avenue to contact people in an remarkable array of walks of life. It’s been a precious news and communication channel in a way I think we haven’t realized. I’ve learned a ton there, and stayed in touch with a lot of people there. It wasn’t as satisfying as my previous social media community on Google+, but it had many great moments.

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But the onset of Elon Musk — who I’m convinced got sucked into taking over Twitter in as inadvertent and self-inflicted a fashion as Donald Trump turned a publicity stunt into an unexpected term in the White House — has ruined the place for me. The growing, free-wheeling hatred and deplorable culture that Musk is so amused by (and that he is encouraging so as to drive up numbers and sell lots of advertising) is too reprehensible for me to support by even my small sliver of traffic.

A number of thoughtful people have suggested continuing to fight the good fight there. Don’t give up. Don’t let the bastards win. And there’s something to be said for that.  But as a tactic it assumes that actually being there can make a difference, and that it isn’t actually hurting the cause by keeping up the numbers Elon keeps waving at advertisers to bring them back.

It’s still a legit tactic. But not one for me.

So … where to now?

My own blog here has lain relatively fallow for a while, except when I choose to make long-form writing stuff (usually reviews). I have utterly no desire (still) for Facebook — if Twitter is turning Chaotic Evil, FB has for a long time been the social media face of Lawful Evil (as a company).

Twitter to Mastodon migrationInstead, for the last few weeks I’ve been using Mastodon. It’s a marginally clunkier version of Twitter, stylistically, but its diverse federated nature means it’s less vulnerable to take-overs like Elon’s, and elements of its design — most particularly, a lack of “algorithm” to drive the most infurating info directly into your face — make for an experience much more pleasant, and a culture that’s a heck of a lot more civil (in my experience) and less doomscrolling than Twitter has been for a long while.

It’s not perfect, by any means, but it’s pretty decent. As a small pond, still, I’m getting a lot more engagement from others than I have on the birdsite. And a lot of the voices I was most interested in following on Twitter have shifted full- or part-time to Mastodon.

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All the cool kids are doing it.

I’m not deleting my old Twitter accounts — at least not yet. I may still poke my head over to see what’s going on (or to steal some material). But going forward, my former Twitter @three_star_dave sort of content can be found at https://mstdn.social/@three_star_dave, and my WIST stuff is being rebroadcast to https://zirk.us/@WISTquotes. Running on different instances means I can keep both accounts open in my browser, which is handy.

And I’ve figured out a decent RSS feed of the Mastodon stuff in the right margin of my blog here, too. So … commitment!

Hope to see you there.

Death

It sucks.

I got word today that my online friend, Les Jenkins, passed away. He was suffering from too-late-diagnosed pancreatic, et al. cancer, knew he was dying soon, and, after a few weeks of hospice care, did.

Dammit.

Les started his “Stupid Evil Bastard” blog a little bit after I started this one. We crossed path fairly early on, ended up being fairly regular commenters back and forth in different social media, and eventually developed one of those weird Internet friendships that the 21st Century has wrought. We never met in person, I regret to say, but we discussed things online, we chatted online back and forth, we actually talked on the telephone multiple times (as we older folk do), and we even did, over the last decade, several podcasts/vlogs where we just nattered on about politics and pop culture and philosophy and life.

And now, as they say, he’s gone.

Les was smart and clever. He was a deft hand at PC technology, that being his career path. He had a dry sense of humor, and a deep devotion to the people and causes he held dear. He no pretenses to personal virtue (thus the name of his blog), but never became utterly cynical about human nature (thus the subtitle to his blog, “What the fuck is wrong with you people?”

Les was a firm atheist. He’d reached that conclusion through consideration and logic and reasoning. He could be merciless in dealing with theists (usually fundies) who would come to his site to debate him or, worse, preach at him. Yet even though I’m not of that persuasion, he never subjected me to his razor tongue, probably because I wasn’t interested in debating him on the subject. We’ll all eventually learn the truth (or not be in a position to care about it), and both of us were willing to play that long game.

Which turned out to be far shorter for Les than it should have been.

So on the one hand, it would be presumptuous of me to  consider him in any sort of afterlife, looking down with that crooked smirk at the world. But my own belief, or weakness, as someone who believes in such an afterlife (though clueless as to how it’s constituted), is to hope that someday I’ll get a chance to sit down with him, in “person” this time, and chat over what he’s learned. He’s definitely the sort of company I’d want in such a state.

And, of course, if he was right, neither of us will know otherwise. So either way, it’s all fine.

I’ve lost family members over the years. I was there when my dad passed. But Les — a peer, a friend, someone who went from “Oh, hey, another tweet” to “he’s gone” in a seeming heartbeat — that’s a wake-up call to the transitory nature of life, a reminder of the mortality of anyone (self included).

Discussions of death should be about the subject who’s gone, but inevitably are about the person writing about them.

Anyway …

… thanks, Les. You helped me through some PC tech issues, sure. You engaged me in interesting conversation and consideration of my own beliefs. You were a friendly presence in my life, and my life was better for you being in it. Even without an afterlife, your impact on others around you lives on. Rest in peace, sir.

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Quotations and Memento Mori

The problem with providing bios of people say cool things is realizing when people tend to die.

So I run a (much more active) side blog, focused on quotations: WIST.info (WIST = “Wish I’d Said That”).  Quotations have been a labor of love for me for a lot of years, the close thing I have to a pure personal hobby.

A sample quotation … about quotations

I have about 3,000-odd people who I quote there, and for each I track name, birth/death date, a few words of biography, and an image. Because knowing who said something, when, and what their background is can be useful in understanding what was said. Also, I’m a history geek, so there’s that.

For the last month or so I’ve been slowly crawling through that list of quoted folk to confirm, for those of the contemporary era, if they are still alive. It’s kind of embarrassing (as an history geek) to cite someone who died five years ago with just his birth date. Unprofessional, you know.

(For the record, Wikipedia is an awesome resource for such things, and for a lot of things. I support it, and most Internet users should, too.)

Anyway, updating biography snippets to include death dates has been kind of disturbing, emotionally. I have to check everyone where I just have a birth date, no matter what it is. But I can, actuarially, make a few preliminary assumptions.

Folk born in the 1910s are almost certainly dead.

Folk born in the 1920s-30s are probably dead, but not necessarily. And not jumping to that conclusion is important, because I have a parent and a couple of in-laws that fall into that category and they are not dead and I do not want them to be, so  I keep rooting (and keep wincing).

On the other hand, folk born in the 1990s (and later) are probably not dead … but they need to be checked any, because accidents, disease, drug abuse, etc. may very well have taken such people.

And then there are people in-between. Like, oh, say, myself, born in the 1960s. A majority are not dead (yet), but a disturbingly large minority are, again due to accidents, disease, abuse, or just an “early” death.

Remember, Man, that dust thou art and to dust thou shall return.

I have not reached my Biblical three-score-years-and-ten, and an still enough below the US average (esp. given my economic bracket) that it’s not too worrisome. But being reminded by research that Things Happen, and there are famous people born later than me who have gone to join the Choir Invisible is … not reassuring.

And that I have loved ones who are on the far side of those numbers, even less so.

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Memento Mori – “Vanitas” by Philippe de Champaigne

One would think collecting quotations would be, like collecting stamps, an very cool and unemotional and non-risky passtime.

Apparently not.

Marvellous

Some vocal bros sure seem to be constantly threatened by strong female heroes.

I honestly don’t get the Captain Marvel / Carol Danvers / Brie Larson hate thing, be it in comic books or the movies. I never have. It just always feels like it boils down to horrible resentment and fear of strong women who recognize themselves as such.

That observation was inspired by yet another article — “Comic Book Fans Reject Captain Marvel | Cosmic Book News“– with that theme. “Everyone hates the Captain Marvel because she sucks and she hates men and Marvel is ruining my childhood.” But I’ve been reading this kind of “analysis” for years, ever since (a) Carol got her new name and outfit and (b) she got her own MCU movie announced, too.

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Brie Larson as the MCU’s Captain Marvel

And I find that outlets that actually echo those sentiments tend to be a click-baity toxic stew of such feelings, largely just amplifying a relatively small number of hating, if vocal, broflakes, who seemingly can’t stand the very concept of a superhero who can trade punches (or energy blasts) with the best of them, but is a girl, and almost certainly has girl cooties.

(I’ve taken to asking Google News to exclude those media outlets, since I rarely find myself in agreement with any of their other pronouncements, including, frequently, how Zack Snyder is a cinematic god.)

Is Captain Marvel (comic or movie) my bestest ever experience? No. I think the character (originally as Ms Marvel) has rung through too many changes over the years (female version of a male hero, early feminist icon, bathing suit-wearing flying brick, amnesiac victim, hyperpowered cosmic hero, alcoholic … then, finally, as Captain Marvel, fearless pilot and icon for girls).

Ms Marvel and Captain Marvel uniforms
Alex Ross does a nice, if incomplete, survey of Carol Danvers’ outfits over the years

That current iteration of the character in comics has gone through a series of writers and artists and, well, series, and attracted both fierce fans and fierce detractors, but only so-so readership. I’ve bought its various incarnations because I’ve enjoyed it, but I’ve never put it at top-of-stack as the best thing of the week.

(That the comic has gone through multiple volumes and directions and creative team is much hallooed by the character’s critics, as in the original article noted, without any consciousness of how many other characters and titles go through similar things without being condemned as a threat to All that is Right and Good (and, of course, Masculine).)

Similarly, I thought the movie was good, but not spectacular, though it did decent box office — not top-tier, but quite respectable.

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Pretty sure those aren’t *bad* numbers.

But I can say, “Hey, this is only good, not great” without the need to pin down a binary “best of breed” or “dirty mongrel” … perhaps because I don’t see Captain Marvel as a threat to my ego or the rest of my comic book / movie franchise experience. I can see a comic / movie starring a strong woman — one who’s not showing a whole bunch of skin, at that — and not feel like my masculinity is being threatened, let alone attacked.

Brie Larson’s Captain Marvel was supposed to be a tentpole for the next wave of Marvel movies, something that COVID-19 put into a tailspin. It’s strong but not blockbusting performance may have also led to the next installment pivoting to not being another Carol solo film, but The Marvels, which will include two other related characters: Monica Rambeau (seen getting her powers in WandaVision), who in the comics held the Captain Marvel name for a while*, and Kamala Khan (a teen who in the comics got powers and took on the moniker of Ms Marvel).

I hope that’s all setting up a whole bunch of new goodness, not a response to dudes who think Captain Marvel doesn’t fit their toxic view of womanhood.

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* Short history lesson: The first superhero named Captain Marvel was originally a knock-off of Superman back in the 1930s, published by Fawcett. DC ended up suing Fawcett over it, quashing the comic, and eventually buying the rights to the character. Meanwhile Marvel decided it should have a character by that name, obviously and created its own Captain Marvel, a Kree spy who “went native” and defended Earth. Carol Danvers was a character in his book, and eventually got exposed to McGuffin technology, and became the similarly-powered Ms Marvel. DC started up its Captain Marvel comic again, though usually not as part of its mainstream universe. Marvel, who couldn’t make a huge commercial go of its Captain Marvel, killed him off with cancer (great comic), but realized it needed to keep the name in use in order to defend the trademark. So Monica Rambeau got created to be called Captain Marvel, though she later changed her hero name to Photon. Various other Captains Marvel showed up in Marvel, until someone had the obvious idea a few years back of renaming Ms Marvel to Captain Marvel, putting an end to all that. Meanwhile, DC finally agreed to rename their Captain Marvel to the name he invoked to trigger his powers, Shazam. And now you know. And knowing’s half the battle.

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Captains Marvel: Marvel’s Kree Mar-Vell; Carol Danvers; and Fawcett Comics’ Billy Batson Captain Marvel, now called Shazam.

Movie Review: “Black Widow” (2021) [no spoilers]

We went to an actual movie theater! It was fun!

Black Widow is a fine action flick and a decent (if overdue) wrap-up and send-off for Natasha Romanoff. It doesn’t pay off some of the stuff it sets up, but it’s definitely in the upper half of MCU films.

Do you want to know more?

Still chatty after all these years

The Stupid Evil Podcast is … well, it was fun.

I’ve done a number of podcasts over the years with Les (of Stupid Evil Bastard), but remarkably it’s been three years or so since the last one.

Well, at least nothing exciting has happened in the time frame, amirite?

So, yeah, it’s a lot of Les and I chatting about COVID-19, gaming (video and otherwise), TV shows, and a bit of politics.

Les talks about the media extravaganza here.

And the podcast itself …

We’re going to try to do this a bit more regularly in the future. Which is a low bar, given how long it’s been since last time. At any rate, enjoy!

UPDATE (3/2022): With Les’ passing, I’ve made a copy of this into my own YouTube channel, which is what’s now linked above.

Some late thoughts on MLK Day

Quotations from the man himself.

The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929-1968), was eminently quotable (though his tendency to re-use key phrases in multiple sermons, speeches, and writings, sometimes drives a quotation collector to distraction). Here are a few thoughts from him from my quotation collection that I find germane even today, over fifty years after King’s killing.

We must come to see that peace is not merely a distant goal we seek, but it is a means by which we arrive at that goal. We must pursue peaceful ends through peaceful means.

“A Christmas Sermon on Peace,” radio broadcast, CBC (Canada) (24 Dec 1967)

King’s focus on peaceful protest and civil disobedience remains a challenge to this day.

A nation that continues year after year to spend more on military defense than on programs of social uplift is approaching spiritual doom.

“Beyond Vietnam,” speech, Clergy and Laity Concerned, Riverside Church, New York City (4 Apr 1967)

King was writing during the Vietnam War, but the issue is just as real today.

Now Jesus himself saw the power that competition holds over men. He did not ignore it. Yet he does something with the conception of competition that hadn’t been done before. He takes the conception which has been used for lower purposes and rescues it from many of its dangers, by suggesting a higher method of its use. This is how he applied the term to his disciples. He saw them in danger of using it for low purposes. They wanted to compete for reputation and position — “which of them should be accounted greatest?” Jesus says so, if you must use the power of competition, if you must compete with on another, make it as noble as you can by using it on noble things. Use it for a fine, unselfish thing. “He that is greatest among you shall serve.” Use it for human good. Who shall be the most useful. Compete with one another in humility. See which can be the truest servant. It seems that Christ says, “Use it, but use it for higher and holier purposes. Use it not to surpass one another in esteem, but use it to increase the amount of usefulness and brother-help.” Such conceptions of competition lead to the surprising and ennobling position that there can be competition without hate and jealousy. Behold! You can struggle to beat and yet rejoice to be beaten.

“Cooperative Competition / Noble Competition,” sermon outline

King had a repertoire of turning around familiar talking points — in this case, rejecting the idea of competition being necessarily bad, but noting that it depends on what one is competing for.

We must not seek to use our emerging freedom and our growing power to do the same thing to the white minority that has been done to us for so many centuries. Our aim must never be to defeat or humiliate the white man. We must not become victimized with a philosophy of black supremacy. God is not interested merely in freeing black men and brown men and yellow men, but God is interested in freeing the whole human race.

“Give Us the Ballot,” Speech, Prayer Pilgrimage for Freedom, Washington, DC (1957)

King always made it clear that the struggle for equal rights for blacks was to the benefit of all Americans, not just blacks.

In the final analysis, love is not this sentimental something that we talk about. It’s not merely an emotional something. Love is creative, understanding goodwill for all men. It is the refusal to defeat any individual. When you rise to the level of love, of its great beauty and power, you seek only to defeat evil systems. Individuals who happen to be caught up in that system, you love, but you seek to defeat the system.

“Loving Your Enemies,” Sermon, Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery (17 Nov 1957)

King saw the power of love going beyond sentiment to actual action.

We cannot in all good conscience obey your unjust laws, because noncooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good. Throw us in jail, and we shall still love you. Bomb our homes and threaten our children, and we shall still love you. Send your hooded perpetrators of violence into our community at the midnight hour and beat us and leave us half dead, and we shall still love you. But be ye assured that we will wear you down by our capacity to suffer. One day we shall win freedom, but not only for ourselves. We shall so appeal to your heart and conscience that we shall win you in the process, and our victory will be a double victory.

“Loving Your Enemies,” sermon, Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery (17 Nov 1957)

The summary of King’s teachings on peaceful protest and civil disobedience.

Now there is a final reason I think that Jesus says, “Love your enemies.” It is this: that love has within it a redemptive power. And there is a power there that eventually transforms individuals. That’s why Jesus says, “Love your enemies.” Because if you hate your enemies, you have no way to redeem and to transform your enemies. But if you love your enemies, you will discover that at the very root of love is the power of redemption. You just keep loving people and keep loving them, even though they’re mistreating you. Here’s the person who is a neighbor, and this person is doing something wrong to you and all of that. Just keep being friendly to that person. Keep loving them. Don’t do anything to embarrass them. Just keep loving them, and they can’t stand it too long. Oh, they react in many ways in the beginning. They react with bitterness because they’re mad because you love them like that. They react with guilt feelings, and sometimes they’ll hate you a little more at that transition period, but just keep loving them. And by the power of your love they will break down under the load. That’s love, you see. It is redemptive, and this is why Jesus says love. There’s something about love that builds up and is creative. There is something about hate that tears down and is destructive. So love your enemies.

“Loving Your Enemies,” Sermon, Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery (17 Nov 1957)

Forgiveness does not mean ignoring what has been done or putting a false label on an evil act. It means, rather, that the evil act no longer remains as a barrier to the relationship. Forgiveness is a catalyst creating the atmosphere necessary for a fresh start and a new beginning. It is the lifting of a burden or the canceling of a debt. The words “I will forgive you, but I’ll never forget what you have done” never explain the real nature of forgiveness. Certainly one can never forget, if that means erasing it totally for his mind. But when we forgive, we forget in the sense that the evil deed is no longer a mental block impeding a new relationship. Likewise, we can never say, “I will forgive you, but I won’t have anything further to do with you.” Forgiveness means reconciliation, a coming together again. Without this, no man can love his enemies. The degree to which we are able to forgive determines the degree to which we are able to love our enemies.

“Loving Your Enemies,” Sermon, Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery (25 Dec 1957)

Forgiveness is hard.

This simply means that there is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies. When we look beneath the surface, beneath the impulsive evil deed, we see within our enemy-neighbor a measure of goodness and know that the viciousness and evilness of his acts are not quite representative of all that he is. We see him in a new light. We recognize that his hate grows out of fear, pride, ignorance, prejudice, and misunderstanding, but in spite of this, we know God’s image is ineffably etched in being. Then we love our enemies by realizing that they are not totally bad and that they are not beyond the reach of God’s redemptive love.

“Loving Your Enemies,” Sermon, Dexter Avenue Baptist Church, Montgomery (25 Dec 1957)

In a time of division like today, words for thought.

Philanthropy is commendable, but it must not cause the philanthropist to overlook the circumstances of economic injustice which make philanthropy necessary.

“On Being a Good Neighbor,” sec. 2, sermon, A Gift of Love (1963)

We sometime hear that the problems of poverty should be left to private charity. But even if that were adequate to meet the need (and it never has), it merely treats the symptoms.

The most dangerous type of atheism is not theoretical atheism, but practical atheism — that’s the most dangerous type. And the world, even the church, is filled up with people who pay lip service to God and not life service. And there is always a danger that we will make it appear externally that we believe in God when internally we don’t. We say with our mouths that we believe in him, but we live with our lives like he never existed. That is the ever-present danger confronting religion. That’s a dangerous type of atheism.

“Rediscovering Lost Values,” sermon, Second Baptist Church, Detroit (28 Feb 1954)

I have more respect for considered atheists than those who claim to follow a religion but, by their actions, do not.

As long as there is poverty in the world I can never be rich, even if I possess a billion dollars. As long as millions of people are inflicted with debilitating diseases and cannot expect to live more than thirty-five years, I can never be totally healthy even if I receive a perfect bill of health from Mayo Clinic. Strangely enough, I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be.

“Remaining Awake through a Great Revolution,” Commencement Speech, Morehouse College, Atlanta (2 Jun 1959)

Empathy and compassion.

It may well be that we will have to repent in this generation. Not merely for the vitriolic words and the violent actions of the bad people, but for the appalling silence and indifference of the good people who sit around and say, “Wait on time.”

“Remaining Awake Through a Great Revolution,” sermon, National Cathedral, Washington, DC (31 Mar 1968)

Sometimes waiting is appropriate. But sometimes it’s an easy excuse for not acting.

We need leaders not in love with money but in love with justice. Not in love with publicity but in love with humanity.

“The Birth of a New Age,” speech, Alpha Phi Alpha banquet, Buffalo (11 Aug 1956)

It may well be that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition is not the glaring noisiness of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people. It may be that our generation will have repent not only for the diabolical actions and vitriolic words of the children of darkness, but also for the crippling fears and tragic apathy of the children of light.

“The Christian Way of Life in Human Relations,” speech, General Assembly fo the National Council of Churches, St Louis (4 Dec 1957)

A frequent theme of King’s, nudging audiences who thought of themselves too easily as the “good guys.”

Any church that violates the “whosoever will, let him come” doctrine is a dead, cold church, and nothing but a little social club with a thin veneer of religiosity.

“The Drum Major Instinct,” sermon, Ebenezer Baptist Church, Atlanta (4 Feb 1968)

It may be true that morality cannot be legislated, but behavior can be regulated. It may be true that the law cannot change the heart but it can restrain the heartless. It may be true that the law can’t make a man love me, but it can restrain him from lynching me, and I think that’s pretty important also.

“The Other America,” speech, Stanford University (14 Apr 1967)

A riot is the language of the unheard.

“The Other America,” speech, Stanford University (14 Apr 1967)

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

“The Trumpet of Conscience,” Steeler Lecture (Nov 1967)

I must confess, my friends, the road ahead will not always be smooth. There will be still rocky places of frustration and meandering points of bewilderment. There will be inevitable setbacks here and there. There will be those moments when the buoyancy of hope will be transformed into the fatigue of despair. Our dreams will sometimes be shattered and our ethereal hopes blasted. We may again with tear-drenched eyes have to stand before the bier of some courageous civil rights worker whose life will be snuffed out by the dastardly acts of bloodthirsty mobs. Difficult and painful as it is, we must walk on in the days ahead with an audacious faith in the future.

“Where Do We Go From Here?” Southern Christian Leadership Conference Presidential Address (16 Aug 1967)

My personal disillusionment with the church began when I was thrust into the leadership of the bus protest in Montgomery. I was confident that the white ministers, priests and rabbis of the South would prove strong allies in our just cause. But some became open adversaries, some cautiously shrank from the issue, and others hid behind silence. My optimism about help from the white church was shattered; and on too many occasions since, my hopes for the white church have been dashed. There are many signs that the judgment of God is upon the church as never before. Unless the early sacrificial spirit is recaptured, I am very much afraid that today’s Christian church will lose its authenticity, forfeit the loyalty of millions, and we will see the Christian church dismissed as a social club with no meaning or effectiveness for our time, as a form without substance, as salt without savor. The real tragedy, though, is not Martin Luther King’s disillusionment with the church — for I am sustained by its spiritual blessings as a minister of the gospel with a lifelong commitment: The tragedy is that in my travels, I meet young people of all races whose disenchantment with the church has soured into outright disgust.

Playboy interview (Jan 1965)

King’s disappointment with white Christian church response to his message came through repeatedly — and with justification. 

Any religion that professes to be concerned with the souls of men and is not concerned with the slums that damn them, the economic conditions that strangle them, and the social conditions that cripple them is a dry-as-dust religion. Such a religion is the kind the Marxists like to see — an opiate of the people.

Stride Toward Freedom (1958)

King focused on civil rights, legal equality before the law. But he also was a proponent of economic rights and justice as well.

Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land! So I’m happy, tonight. I’m not worried about anything. I’m not fearing any man. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.

“I’ve Been To The Mountaintop,” speech, Memphis (3 Apr 1968)

King’s last public speech. He was assassinated the following day.