Three Lifetimes Ago

Snigger.

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Yawn. Clearly the professional piguglies are ceding June to the amateur piguglies.

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• Obamapostasy.
• Obamapostasy.
• Obamapostasy.
• Obamapostasy.
• And fuck Steny Hoyer too.
• Variable 666.
• Is the ICC still necessary?
• Minimum wage's not-so-happy birthday.
  
• Excellent lit-snark. I agree completely that David Foster Wallace is a used Honda Civic in "great" condition. I confess I love the F-14 fighter pilots shooting missiles at cacti in Nevada (P much more than D), and wonder where Powers fits.
• Adam Bede summer assignment? I'll try to catch up, but...
• I read Stoner years ago, back when the label was apt, but not for that reason.
• Patrick Hamilton?

Updates later. Or not.

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Yes, Evelyn, it's me. Here's the song.

Yes, I'm happy. I'm very glad to hear you are too.

Here, have this too.

Comments

[Landru]

Uhm, yeah. I'm really sorry that the ICC is so expensive, and that it might kill a duck, and that it's putting a few people out of homes they never should have bought because the fucking highway has BEEN ON THE FUCKING MASTER PLAN FOR 50 FUCKING YEARS.

Freestate can kiss my ass. The argument that the ICC prevents the Purple Line is a mind-blowingly stupid attempt to move the goalposts, and I'm sick of diehard Nader-loving idjits pushing it without mercy or common fucking sense. You wrong, you lost, and you're personally responsible for exponentially jacking the cost of a badly needed road in the course of your 40-year windmill tilt, and you don't get to use that as an excuse for not building a badly needed and long-planned road, so take showers, get jobs, and grow up, you fucking kneejerk hippies. The ICC isn't responsible for this country's abject failure in energy, transportation, and environmental policy, dramatic increases in suburban growth, or the American populace's lifestyle, so SHUT THE FUCKING FUCK UP AND DON'T DRIVE, and spare me the same tenor of mindless horseshit I won't tolerate from, say, Christians.

Yes. Yes, that WAS my last fucking nerve. You kids get the fuck off my lawn.

[Landru]

And yeah, yeah, it's a shame I don't have a fucking blog.

[bdr]

I support the Purple Line for the sole purpose of pissing off each and every member of the Columbia Country Club.

Those Cadillac Escalade owners who live in Chevy Chase and worry about walking their Bichon Frises on the Capital Crescent Trail? If they're pissed off by a Purple Line too, BONUS!

Shame you don't have a fucking blog. Or even a political blog.

[Landru]

I'm way totally down with bringing a high-speed heavy-rail Purple Line aboveground through Chevy Chase before sending it back on its subterranean way to infinity and beyond (or just New Carrolton/Addison Road/National Harbor/wherethefuckever). And I agree with others that light rail is a shitty Purple Line option, but blaming the light rail option on the ICC (the path of which lies at least 10-12 miles north of any Purple Line option), when the county is caving to the country club and the bichon frise owners, is fanatic douchebaggery. Furthermore, contending that the ICC will bring additional growth to a section of the county already overrun with mini-mansions is a giant flashing forehead sign reading "I don't know my ass from a deep well," in addition to marking the wearer as a probable Naderite.

Okay, apparently it WASN'T my last nerve.

[Landru]

Actually, now I do the math (for, say, Colesville Road), "10-12 miles" north is probably a 2-3 mile exaggeration in linear distance, but certainly not in traffic lights, time, or rational thought.

[Hamster Hamlet]

I LOVED the lit-snark, snorting fluids through my nose (it's a good thing). I'm surprised you didn't link the recent excellent Francine Prose NYRB review of the re-released Patrick Hamilton. What, you're not up for "Adam Bede?" Wimp!