Huzzah! An Editorial COMPLETELY Out of Left Field

Who's bendin' down to give me a Rainbow...?

Who'd a-thunk it? The Wall Street Journal today actually published an editorial that was in support of wind power? 'Od's Botkins!

The Bahston Globule took perverse dee-lite in covering the WSJ OP-ED piece today:




"In what has become the consummate example of beau monde environmental phoniness, residents around Cape Cod and the islands of Martha's Vineyard and Nantucket are facing off with Greenpeace activists again over a proposed wind farm in the middle of their handsome vistas. The environmental group considers wind power a key source of renewable energy, while some of the locals consider it an offense against the scenery. The Cape Wind project for its part would plunk 130 wind turbines on Horseshoe ..."



Well, that's all you kin git, 'cause the Darth Vadir of the Newsworld caught us all linking the editorial itself, and it went bye-bye, unless you want to cough up the doe-ray-mee.


But ... ain't it just amazing? The Journal just put a harpoon into the throbbing hearts of all the richest assholes in the Nantucket Sound region (or thereabouts) who absolutely insist that it is only ecological worries that cause them to prevent millions of citizens getting relatively cheap, very much needed electricity from wind power.

Because its unsafe. And untested.

Ever been to Denmark, Richie-Rich?

I bitched before that the CommonWealth of Masterchusetts has to lay out a few million to 'test' wind power because of these assholes who don't want to spoil the view. And I have posted on how poor folks down below the Cape were willing to have a few put up practically in their back yards just to get things going.

Now the WALL STREET JOURNAL is outing these bags. You can't look much skankier, can ya?

Young Lust in Beantown

Bet that title gets me on Google.

I've been searching for something to ... stimulate me into blogging again, and just when I was sure I would never post again, along comes a great, big, juicy ....SCANDAL. And right here in Ye Olde Beanpotte!

Since sex sells papers and Internet ads these-a-days, some may have noted a minor league teen sex scandal that occurred in the hallowed halls of Milton Academy during the past year. Well, probably you have no clue about this at all. And with films like "Notes on A Scandal" coming out of Blighty recently, and various Cable TV movies on Oxygen hardly worth note, we are seeing a tremblingly titillating new type of crusading journalism approaching the horizon: Teen Angst from Sex Abuse in Posh Places.

Now in this particular case, the sex was strictly among underage students and it happened at a very well respected private academy that serves the hoity-toity of Bahston and its environs. I won't go into the lurid details, but suffice to say that there was some multi-party hankie-pankie happening in locker rooms, dorms and various vehicular transports.

These 'cautionary tales' often trot themselves out to provide 'worldly knowledge' to kids on the errors of sexual activity at an early age, though nominally they are targeted for progressive, concerned parents. But frankly, they're just soft-core kiddie porn for the freakizoids out there that the FBI SHOULD be watching, but finds itself way to busy making sure American Septuagenarians are getting strip searched in US Airports because a 'Bob Smith' once emailed Saddam Insane.

But THIS one gots a double-edged blade! Some high society juene filles decided to 'tell all' to Abigail Jones and Marissa Miley, authors of "Restless Virgins," a new book. But said finking fillies got much more than they bargained for; a tell all about them, replete with multiple positions and partners, and thinly guised aliases. So now everyone in their sororities know they were school pump bags. Quelle horreur! ---Duh!

One statement by the authors, I suppose offered in support of the graphic nature of their writing, does interest me:

"The authors agree that casual sex among teenagers is a national phenomenon that
can be blamed in part on the hyper-sexualized culture.

"You've had Abercrombie [& Fitch] selling thongs to 10-year-olds, and TV sex scenes doubled from 1998 to 2002," says Miley, who majored in English and economics at the University of Pennsylvania and now lives in New York. That, coupled with websites such as Facebook and MySpace, have created a universe where little is considered out-of-bounds.

Jones calls it "generational exhibitionism."

"These kids are putting their lives on display," she says. "People didn't
used to have sex in front of others. This is the first generation of kids coming
of age in the Internet, and there's a breaking down of privacy."

I suppose that this statement is truly significant from a viewpoint of generational shift; this next generation (of which Bwana Jr be a member) is viewing intimacy completely differently than the parents, especially in regards to public expression of sexuality.

I mean, the Boomers who post their sex lives with movie files and digital photos are considered freaks by most of their contemporaries. And moreover, viewed as pathetically obsessed with the cult of perpetual youth, i.e., if I am 50-ish and still humping the planet, I am VITAL AND ALIVE AND WANTED.

Yippee.

And though they may in fact be less Victorian and prudish then their contemporaries, they don't appear to be that happy. Rather they appear a bit desperate. They want attention, more than anything else. And they don't want anyone to say they are OLD --- this being death word amongst Boomers.

Perhaps the contrast of an entire generation really thinking that sex is simply no big deal, just another fun physical activity like break dancing to be share with your peeps; perhaps THIS is the news flash. Because we know that the pervs will buy the book to whack off, and the self-styled "Cool Parents" will read it for tips on how to better serve their kinders (you know, the ones who always serve booze to under aged kids at parties in their homes because, "they'll just do it elsewhere, this way we can watch them) {aka SUPER pervs}. I sure as hell won't read it.

My daughter would just DIE from embarrassment.

Sometimes a Great Surrealist

I don't gots alot to say and whatnot ...

I suppose that when you fall out of the habit of doing something every day, it becomes increasingly difficult to return to your former repertoire. I looked up the word "habit" in Websters On-Line Dictionary, and here's are some definitions of usage that might apply:

5 : the prevailing disposition or character of a person's thoughts and feelings : mental makeup

6 : a settled tendency or usual manner of behavior

7 a : a behavior pattern acquired by frequent repetition or physiologic exposure that shows itself in regularity or increased facility of performance
b : an acquired mode of behavior that has become nearly or completely involuntary
c : ADDICTION

Following that were some nifty synonyms:

HABIT, PRACTICE, USAGE, CUSTOM, WONT .

So, when I say that I have fallen out of the HABIT of blogging, it implies I do this unconsciously ... which is wrong, since I am usually conscious when on the Bloggosphere.

OR, if I where to say I fell out of the PRACTICE of blogging, it infers I do it often and by choice. There ARE some things I do often by choice. But blogging apparently is not one of them.

To steal directly from M_W, USAGE ... "suggests a customary action so generally followed that it has become a social norm . " Whilst blogging has become a norm in some neighborhoods in the Bahston Beanpot, and the Bahston Globule apparently has declared Bahston to be one of the top blogging cities in the USA, that statement was slightly qualified by their original source The Bostonist, in that sports blogging is the main rage in Ye Olde Bahston Towne.

I do not think it is my CUSTOM to blog, in that it (M_W)" ... applies to a practice or usage so steadily associated with an individual or group as to have almost the force of unwritten law . " Ain't no-body gonna tell me I have to blog. No forking way.

Which leaves us with ... (M-W) "WONT ... usually applies to an habitual manner, method, or practice of an individual or group . "

It is my wont to get up before 5:30AM. But I would like to sleep later.

SO, since none of the above apply, it would seem that my original premise for not blogging lately is the correct one:

I am a lazy shit.

Except for stealing from other sources. Then I am very ENTERPRISING.

So ... wtf?

So, wtf, you ask?

I am realizing I've become extremely lazy. I haven't spent any time reading other blogs, let alone posting on my own. I admit I have been kept very busy by my wife, who has seen fit to redecorate the entire manse since our return from Spain.

Now, we ain't rich folk, and we do the work ourselves. I have a family history in the paint and decorating business --- we owned a paint, wallpaper and art supply business that closed after 100 years of service to the Greater New York area --- and I still have 'hand', in that I can paint, refinish wood, hang wallpaper, and to some extent do 'faux finishes'. I even know how to do gold leaf application, but NOBODY has the money for that anymore. The fake stuff looks just as good

But I DIGRESS...

Since I have been home, after working on the house when I get home from work, I then expend all my other energy on complaining about doing the above, which leaves very little time for blogging (especially if you have Video on Demand). Add to that the valuable and precious time I need to spend with my teenager daughter (she STILL lurves me), I'm just plain too pooped to pop.

So I have decided to start my campaign in earnest next week. I will come up with an outline of the Spain trip, with diagrams, detailed notes and groovy web links.

I think.