I have my own peculiar Pat Buchanan story. I was at the Republican Convention in ‘04. The floor was getting wildly crowded for Schwarzenegger’s speech and, feeling a bit agoraphobic, I slipped out to view it on one of the many monitors available in the corridors. While watching the speech, I sensed someone standing behind me. I turned around. It was Pat, staring at me with something between contempt and hatred. Where did that come from? I had never met the man. Was it his disdain for Arnold or for who I was?
The implication being that Buchanan gave Roger the stink eye because he’s Jewish. Buchanan is renowned for being anti-semitic, but it’s quite a stretch to imagine that he makes a practice of scowling at random Jews, even ones who look like this. The most likely scenario? Buchanan had just rented Scenes from a Mall and someone had told him Roger was the screenwriter. In that case, Rog got off easy. He’s lucky Buchanan didn’t grab the back of his head and start bashing it into the nearest wall while yelling, “A surfing Woody Allen with a fucking ponytail!?! Are you fucking kidding me!?!”
HARRY NILSSON DOES POPEYE— I don’t know what’s weirder, the fact that I really like the Popeye soundtrack (probably never making it to CD) or that there are actually demos available ( and they’re even better than the final versions). Drink your spinach.
THE BEATLES’ GET BACK—I’ve always had a soft spot for the Beatles’ Let It Be, which I’ve enjoyed a lot more than, say, the bloated ‘n’ silly Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band (there, I said it) and this Glyn Johns mix, appropriately titled Get Back and replete with studio chatter, makes it even sweeter.
Paula Abeles, who I’ve written about twice, responded in the comments late last night to one of the posts about her. Since I consider myself to be “fair” and “honorable” (okay, well, at least fair), I’ve linked the reference to the Thomas Jefferson Heritage Society web site referenced in her comment for easier access and I’ll give her the floor without editorializing, although I will be researching this issue more in the near future. Here’s her comment in full:
This is Paula Abeles and let’s get this straight. I understand fair people might be confused about this issue because of the media’s sensationalized reporting of the Jefferson? Hemings issue—but these facts are irrefutable.
1. It was NOT a racial issue. The only Hemings descendent that had a DNA match and applied to the group was WHITE.
2. When the “Hemings descendents”—many of whom are not even descendents of Sally—couldn’t prove their case in court or to the membership—they resorted to threats to do everything possible to disrupt and sandbag the meetings.
3. Bloggers of both sides assumed identities to gain information from the other side. Everyone whose been on-line knows what this is like. The wife of the President of the Hemings family group posed as a young white reporter.
You may disagree with the decision—honorable people can disagree—but both sides had facts on their side—and the decision was made on available data (see tjheritage.org for info on DNA and Scholar’s Commission that reviewed all the historical evidence).
Comment by PaulaAbeles on 06/21/08 at 12:54 AM
Feel free to post any additional info you may find in the comments, but please keep it civil (and absolutely no posting of personal info is allowed). Paula could have stormed in here slinging threats of lawsuits or making fun of the fact that I dress like a fourteen-year-old (I do), but she chose to take the high road and we should, too.
MORE: My ol’ pal Poputonian, former regular contributer at Digby’s Hullabaloo, a thoroughly reliable analyst, and an all-around great person, has contributed a rebuttal below in comments that’s worth a read. [UPDATE: Make that several rebuttals. Thanks, Pop! Sorry, prior commitments will keep me from participating today.]
Betty Cracker’s got the goods. There’s no way in hell Norm’s wife Laurie the Lingerie Model was in the same room with him during the filming of his new campaign ad and Coleman’s spokesperson is making a huge mistake lying about it.
And that stammering she engaged in while discussing the alleged threatening phone calls is what we in the blogging business call “lying.” Professionals in the fashion industry call what she was wearing “eyeball pain.”
Apparently Air America decided to give their vacant prime afternoon drive-time slot (post-Randi Rhodes) to Ron Kuby. I’ve tried listening a few times, but my testicles kept aggressively burrowing up to my neck (I have no idea what that means, but that’s actually what happened). The show is called “Doing Time with Ron Kuby.” Can I opt for the lethal injection? Good christ, is he the suck.
I hate the radios.
MORE: In more bad radio-based news, WNYC, our local NPR stattion, has dropped one of my favorite radio shows “Fair Game” from their rotation. My wife and I were huge fans, and used to listen to it habitually every evening. If our marriage fails, WNYC and NPR, our blood is on your hands.
I’m going to check out Medeski, Martin & Wood and Marc Ribot’s Ceramic Dog at Celebrate Brooklyn in Prospect Park tonight, so I got a hold of MM&W’s latest release Let’s Go Everywhere and was surprised to find out that it was children’s album. I’m a selfish, childless bastard, so that wasn’t what I wanted or needed, but the good news is that it’s a damn fine children’s album and something every parent of youngish thingees who reads this blog should look into snatching up. You can listen to four of the tracks at their MySpace page and I highly recommend you start with the FUNky “Where’s the Music?”, which just may be the best kids song ever (I can’t stop listening to it) and will surely worm its way onto my next mix CD.
MORE: You can download two MP3’s from the album, including “Where’s the Music?”, from here.
Republican presidential candidate John McCain and former second-class citizen Harriet Christian (yes, thatHarriet Christian) really hit it off Saturday at St. McSame’s PUMA Panderpalooza, even though she couldn’t find out where the “convention” was being held. According to one first-hand account: “John McCain knew who Harriet was and was very happy to see her and she him.” One can only hope they discussed how McCain’s opponent Barack Obama is an “inadequate black male” and how painful it is to be thrown down the tubes.
More pics from St. McSame’s PUMA Panderpalooza can be viewed here.