McCain is right (from yesterday’s NY Times)

The decision by Sinclair Broadcast Group to pre-empt tonight’s Nightline show featuring a reading of the names of those killed so far In Iraq drew a new detractor today — Senator John McCain, Republican of Arizona.

In a letter to the president of the group, Mr. McCain, who was a prisoner of war in Vietnam and is a leading congressional voice on military issues, called the decision to block the broadcast on the company’s ABC affiliates “deeply offensive.”

“There is no valid reason for Sinclair to shirk its responsibility in what I assume is a very misguided attempt to prevent your viewers from completely appreciating the extraordinary sacrifices made on their behalf by Americans serving in Iraq,” Mr. McCain wrote. “War is an awful, but sometimes necessary business. Your decision to deny your viewers an opportunity to be reminded of war’s terrible costs, in all their heartbreaking detail, is a gross disservice to the public, and to the men and women of the United States Armed Forces. It is, in short, sir, unpatriotic. I hope it meets with the public opprobrium it most certainly deserves.”

You know, when a Republican legislator and veteran and former prisoner of war who was tortured in prison for years on end calls you unpatriotic, you might want to check it. The only people who want to sweep it under the rug are the ghastly Wag the Dog PR flacks in this White House.

Life during wartime

Today, in my city, we had one of the new Brazil-style terror alerts. There was an uncorroborated single phone call to the FBI saying that a shopping mall near the West Los Angeles Federal Building might be attacked. So, of course, the authorities told us to go about our business and have a great day and shop a lot and be alert and on the outlook for anything unusual. Cognitive dissonance is patriotic these days! Go us! It’s inane, not just because of the contradictory orders we’re given, but because the whole city is entirely open and full of weirdos and unusual activity. Two guys in robes and turbans could walk down Wilshire with machine guns and everyone would say “Hmm, movie shoot, or just weirdos?”

Five assholes with two grenades each could make the city grind to a halt. Glad no one has done it.

A friend of mine who is a very smart, nice, pretty 19-year-old college student is a waitress. Tonight she had a table of two men, who ordered a dessert to split. She brought the dessert and handed them the two spoons and said “there you go, you can share!”. One of them, a stereotypical mulleted guy in a white wife-beater, said “I have a better idea! How about we spread you out here on the table and share you!” It never ceases to amaze me what people will say to other people in public. She had a (male) coworker give them their check. They tipped 20%. The manager offered to throw them out but she decided to go with the money.

A few weeks ago I really lost it at work and had a regrettable, juvenile prima donna fit about the way the I.T. department was treating my computing needs at work. As a result I received today a brand-new 1.5 GHz Powerbook with all the trimmings. Although this was honestly what was needed in the circumstance, it’s not much of a moral lesson. After almost 3 years of being a very good hard-working nice employee I behaved like a complete ass and was rewarded with new shiny hardware.

Heard of a van
Loaded with weapons
Packed up and ready to go…

my anterior cingulate has a fip-fip

Fairly woozy day due to various medical adjustments, but it’s getting better. It’s strange feeling sleepy and wired simultaneously as if I had had five Irish coffees.

Scooterboy/Beard & Glasses has been getting more ominous lately. He looms about the patio, drifting from table to table, and occasionally making a desperate play for a woman a third his age. He sits with Crazy Bible Mike or the Cigar Crew or the Graying into Madness Guys, and sometimes with One-Legged Tom. Or with anyone who’ll put up with him. Even Bible Mike is starting to seem more stable. The day he actually touches someone under 18 he is so arrested.

If anyone knows if a good sysadmin gig in Southern California, I’ve got a friend who needs one. Something exploded.

If anyone knows of a good cheap apartment in Costa Mesa, I’ve got another friend who needs one of those. Something else exploded.

I have a Goth Plant in my back yard.

See the girl in the TV dressed in a bikini
She doesn’t think so but she’s dressed for the H-Bomb
FOR THE H-BOMB