War on the Cheap
Not that anyone cares right now, but I want to take a moment to point out something about the war Obama wants. He wants a poke and pop war. Essentially, he wants a search and destroy mission into Tora Bora and Whateverstan that captures and kills Osama bin Ladin. And then he wants the war on terror to go away. But I still want to ask him if he's ready to disband the TSA. Fire all x-thousand of 'em.
D1 Gran Prix
The other day on the HD Theatre channel, I watched a couple of guys and a protoge in a documentary on drifting. This nascent motorsport shows promise and it sure is exciting. There is something fairly awesome about a high performance car moving sideways down a track in a cloud of tire smoke at 90mph under complete control as it burns through a corner inches from another car doing exactly the same thing. I say it is the first Extreme motorsport.
The New Fiscal Discipline
Robert Reich, who tends to annoy me more than ever, put it to the Sunday Show guys that the average American carries 9 credit cards with a total of about 9K in debt. Those days are over.On the one hand, I expect JP Morgan to issue me a new Visa that was originally from Providian but then got bought by WaMu.
I can remember when people got this spooked in the 80s when the Japanese were buying up American real-estate. Today it's China that has everyone spooked. Keyword Chimerica.
The Wealth Channel
There is, believe it or not, something called the Wealth Channel on my FIOS box. It's Lifestyles of the Affluent, Rich and Unfamous, and it's got the corny kind of commercials you expect would be of interest to women in their 50s.
There's only one show that I ever tape from the WC (heh) which is Classic Visions or some such. It's a 30 minute program that has those slowly panning magnificent HD shots of old European cities, villages, farmers markets, boat landings, woods, mountains, churches and cute people, all played to that genre we call Classical Music. Generally, they will show the birthplace or the place where the composer penned the opus on the soundtrack with some bits of trivia. Pretty cool. I have found that with a cocktail, there is nothing that takes the edge off a hectic day like hearing Debussy's Le Mer and seeing the white cliffs of the north shore of France. Now that I've found the switch on the audio that makes the built-in speakers in my Samsung sound good, it's the best HD viewing I've got.
Leaving St. John's
It is with some regret that I announce what was apparently inevitable, my departure from my church of record, St. John's Episcopal. Their decidedly political stance on the war in Iraq and Gay Marriage have sealed it. This week I went for the last time for the blessing of the animals, and I figured out finally how absurd it is to have 40 foot banners in the rear of the church half covered with plastic wrap, the uncovered bits with crosses for every dead American soldier in Iraq. They're prepared for the numbers to double and have their banners just waiting. All this among barking dogs. Out front, a huge purple banner on church property saying vote no on Prop 8. I expect a church to do better than Chaka Khan - Any love that you feel is real... fine, but is it Marriage? Nothing is sacred.