Newspeak makes me ill

The disinformation campaign about Iraq is being referred to as an “intelligence failure”. This is obviously false; it was a deliberate campaign of lies that defrauded the American people and the British government into accepting an unnecessary war.

The deliberate destruction of incriminating documents is now called a “document retention policy”.

People wishing to protest the conduct of our government are corralled into small, distant “free speech zones”.

The everyday talk of business people everywhere is now Newspeak too. What we call “buzzwords” like “reorg” or “loss prevention” are just that. Business speak, eduspeak, newspeak, doublethink. We’re our own big brother.

Unrelated and possibly uninteresting short paragraphs about today

This morning I was stretching out my messed-up back (T3-4 right side narrowing) and shoulder and unexpectedly stretched it properly and successfully. The relief was so intense I nearly passed out. Thanks, God. It’s about 50% better now. Spent some time thinking about the metaphor of relief being its own shock today, because it was quite a ride. Almost made me nauseous.

Good conversations today with vegemitelover, klikitak, and others.

Our tile guy is a nice fellow but a flake. He disappears for hours at a time and always has some involved, church-related reason for this that indicates that he is a good person who helps others. I think that’s true, but also that he covers up a lot of general flakiness with that excuse.

Can anyone remember the name of the Mexican restaurant in Office Space? I know the other two were Tcotchkie’s and Flingers, but I can’t remember the name of the Mexican one.

I don’t think I’m going to lend out my Leatherman to people who do home surgery on themselves at outdoor cafes. It’s kind of gross.

Hey joyfulagitator, how was the “Sound of Music” sing-along? Did you get to projectile-vomit?

I came within an inch of spontaneously driving to Las Vegas today. Good/bad thing I’m broke.

THE MISSES

GAZE UPON THEM.

They have Fun Facts.

There is a “Miss Placentia” and I hope she gets typo’d.

Miss Sonoma County appears to be in the fatal last stages of bulimia and/or vampirism.

Miss Yosemite Valley’s monotooth is exiting her mouth.

There is a “Cidney” and a “Tawnya”.

Miss Huntington Beach wishes to prevent reckless driving.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be over here joining the Taliban.

This explains the cheesy bits of my music taste

Looking back on the top hits of the radio station I worshipped in high school, I find a lot of dinosaur rock and power pop mixed in with the new wave and punk. See http://earlhoward.com/kroq_1980.htm and http://earlhoward.com/kroq_1981.htm and even http://earlhoward.com/kroq_1982.htm for details.

bang bang, I’ve got mine
bang bang, and you are next in line

work oh ah two and oh

even the losers get lucky sometimes

i’m a nuclear boy in a nuclear world.