The gunmen came at night to drag Mohammed Halim away from his home, in front of his crying children and his wife begging for mercy.
The 46-year-old schoolteacher tried to reassure his family that he would return safely. But his life was over, he was part-disembowelled and then torn apart with his arms and legs tied to motorbikes, the remains put on display as a warning to others against defying Taliban orders to stop educating girls.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
While We've Been Busy In Iraq
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Flashback
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Wait Til He Catches Gigli
UPS Guy: I swear to you, Joey, I seen a lot of movies in my time and this movie is not to be missed. I swear, it's definitely one of the ten best I've ever seen. And I'm a big movie buff. They have it at Blockbuster -- you have to rent it. It's called Nanny McPhee. You got that? Nanny McPhee.
--34th & Broadway
Incredible Discovery
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Friday, November 17, 2006
Off To The Weekend
(photo by Travis Ruse)
Fine Print vs Invisible Ink
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Neat
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
Wing Man (for blame)
Honey, I would have been home on time but Dave wanted to hang out a little later.
What's the big deal, it's not that late
Sweetie, I know I promised I'd stop smoking so much but Dave didn't want to smoke alone.
I didn't want to smoke alone
Of course I'd rather spend time with the family tonight but I'm worried that Dave is really down and needs some support.
I tried to get Dave to plan the vacation to Amish country, but he insisted we go to Amsterdam.
What's wrong with Amsterdam?
Baby, I didn't realize I missed your call, Dave's apartment gets horrible cell phone reception.
Honey, Dave never told me there were gonna be strippers at the party. You know how inconsiderate he is!
Worse, these guys sometimes start believing the lies they make up about me. I've been chastised for not acknowledging the valid points made by their wives. "You've got to admit Dave, it's not unreasonable for her to want me to spend more time at home." Then go home motherfucker! Why are you telling me? Tell her.
Whatever, I love my friends. I'm glad that they look forward to hanging out with me and even getting in trouble at home in order to do it. But seriously, man up fellas, you guys are making your wives direct a lot of negative karma at me. It'd be nice to know that if one of your wives saw me on the side of the road one day in need of help, she'd stop and give a brother a ride.
PS: If any of my friend's wives happen to read this post, I'm not talking about your husband.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Embrace It Ladies
Bimbette #1: Cancun is just a place for girls to go to on Spring break and be the whores that they really are.
Bimbette #2: Oh my God, I know! We should go there next year!
Bimbette #1: Totally!
--45th St & 5th Ave
via Overheard in New York, Nov 9, 2006
Pennies For My Thoughts
The Best*
"... I think this is an aspect of NYC life that goes beyond schools -- people also act this way about their choice of doctor, neighborhood, etc. It just grows out of this overarching sense that New York is a competition to the death for limited resources, that there can only be one Good Enough Choice in any given decision and everyone else is screwed. "
Competition exists in other markets but it seems exacerbated in New York because of the combination of a so many high achieving, ambitious and well off people. Additionally, the vast amount of choices available in New York seems to cause stress - perhaps the best* label is a coping mechanism. I made the right choice because it's - x, y, z, whatever - the best*.
There's nothing wrong with wanting the best* for yourself and family, it just seems delusional and self serving to think that you're getting it or that it's even attainable. A couple of years ago I was referred to a great dentist, he was the best dentist I've ever had, and objectively very good. Was he the best* dentist in New York? Doubtful, but who cares? I was happy to have found a good dentist.
It seems to me people find comfort in wholly irrelevant classifications when what's really important is getting the service, product, experience you want, at a price you feel is fair (or great).
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
One More Thing
We Voted
Monday, November 06, 2006
It's All Been Said, Just Vote
Friday, November 03, 2006
Inevitable Hypocrisy
Bartlett was a good preacher - he knew the scripture, had passion and energy, and had a knack for cultivating new parishioners. Bartlett's take on the scriptures is why I couldn't listen to worldly music as a kid. There was no gray area in the bible, you were either with the lord or with the world. My mom was decidedly in the pro lord camp. For about 8-9 years we attended Sunday morning services and often Sunday evening services as well, and during certain periods in those years we also attended Wednesday evening services, Thursday evening AWANA (a more christian version of the Boy Scouts), Friday evening basketball night (the church compound had a gym), and and occasionally did the knocking on doors thing on Saturday mornings.
Suffice to say, we were deeply enmeshed within the church and for me, opportunities to recuse myself were limited. My stroke of luck, the event that enabled me to assert my independence, was when Pastor Bartlett, the married father of three kids, took off to Florida with the wife of a church deacon (she left behind 5 kids). For my mother and many of the other city families in particular, this was a fatal betrayal. Within weeks, the Puerto Rican contingent, of which we were an original part, had shifted to a doctrinally similar Spanish language church located a few blocks from where my family lived. I think I attended service there twice before asserting that my lack of fluency in Spanish made my attendance pointless. At this point, my mother just gave up I think.
The armchair psychologists among you may be wondering whether Bartlett's gross hypocrisy is what turned me off to religion, it didn't. Credit for that goes to my free mind. What my experience with the Lighthouse Baptist Church did was expose me to the hypocrisy and danger of fundamentalist religions. Fundamentalists believe the bible, koran, torah, etc. - books written by men long after their respective prophets were dead - to be the inerrant word of God, to be followed without compromise (that each major faith feels the same thing about their particular book of rules only means everyone who thinks differently is good hearted, but misguided). The bible and other books are the absolute word of God to be obeyed, or else. But absolutism is an unwise and impossible ideal in most instances, and striving for it often comes at a heavy price. The people who listen to these sermons believe them, and like any message that gets repeated over and over, like any message told with conviction, they're adopted and internalized by many, and given the role that the afterlife plays in religion, the dangers of its misuse are apparent.
All of this brings me to the news that Ted Haggard, leader of the 14,000-member New Life Church in Colorado Springs and president of the 30 million member National Association of Evangelicals, has stepped down after his affairs and drug use with a gay prostitute were revealed. Like Bartlett, Haggard is a real bright line guy, a with the lord or with the world type of fella, someone who believes the bible is perfect. It probably doesn't need to be said .... but of course, Haggard was a leading proponent of laws that sought to deny gay people the right to marry and professed that homosexuality is an abomination.
My big problem with Haggard, is not that he's a massive hypocrite or that he's been lying to thousands of his earnest believers and abusing the trust of the people he claims to care about (though they may care), it's that his version of Christianity has been steadily rising in influence in our government over the last six years - Haggard speaks to President Bush weekly. People like Haggard are influencing policies that affect us all and that's personally scary as well as irreconcilable with our constitution. The version of Christianity that Haggard preaches puts us in the position of having, for example, churches fighting for exemptions to non-discrimination laws so that they can deny their employees health insurance for reproductive services, while the leaders of these churches, like Haggard or the Cahtolic priests, don't practice what they preach behind closed doors. Accross the country, Haggard and people of his ilk have been waging fierce campaigns to replace science with theology in our public schools. We're distracted by campaigns that warn us of wars against Christmas while criticisms against the handling of the real war we're in are chalked up to hysterical anti-Bush hatred. Killing abortion providers becomes the lesser of two evils and while Haggard may not approve of such conduct, the theological underpinnings of the murderer's acts are similar to what Haggard preaches.
Religion cannot be held accountable for what crazy people do in its name, but the rest of us need to be accountable when we allow religion to gain new footholds in our government and civic institutions. We live in a free country so pray how you see fit, just keep your mythology and INEVITABLE hypocrisy out of my government and the laws that govern this land.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Don't Lend Them Money Either
Hispanic thug #1: You have to hit a kid to teach him respect.
Hispanic thug #2: That doesn't work
Hispanic thug #1: Sure it does, remember when I stole that stuff when I was younger and dad hit me? That taught me the respect that I needed not to steal
Hispanic thug #2: You still steal.
Hispanic thug #1: Yeah, but not from my family.
--Downtown 4
via Overheard in New York, Oct 28, 2006
I've Got My Issues With Teddy (Update)
“To announce there must be no criticism of the President, and to stand by the President, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, it is morally treasonous to the American public.”
And then we have President George Bush:
"However they put it, the Democrat approach in Iraq comes down to this: The terrorists win and America loses"
I wonder which statement will be cited as an example of strong American democratic principles 80 years from now?
Is This Offensive? (Updated)(Update II)
UPDATE I: I asked whether the above logo and name were offensive because of the history of comparing African Americans to gorillas, monkeys, and other primates, and relatedly, the general de-humanization of Black people thoughout history. I think the logo is offensive, but mostly just reflects poor taste and questionable marketing. Coincidentally there was an article in Sunday's NY Times about an ill-fated exihibit put on by the Bronx Zoo in 1906. The exhibit featured a Congolese pygmy named Ota Benga, a survivor of the Congan holocaust (see below), who was purchased from captors, brought to the US and ultimately "displayed" alongside various primates. That was 100 years ago but clearly the slur has not been completely erased from public consciousness. So I ask again: should a majority African American sports team bear a logo and name that ignores history and perpetuates degrading sterotypes?
Regarding the Congan Holocaust, here's a summary I wrote a few years ago of an excellent biography of King Leopold of Belgium - the man behind the world's least known genocide:
King Leopold's Ghost by Adam Hochschild: 10 Million Cheers for Colonialism? Less than 50 years after agents of King Leopold had murdered, raped, tortured, mutilated, and brutalized half of the population of the Congo, Congolese schoolchildren were taught from Belgium drafted textbooks that Leopold was the benevolent father figure of their country.
Hochschild has written a history that reads with the ease of a newspaper about a subject that has been buried in the annals of mis-history. 10 million Africans were killed for the enrichment of one man and his partners and yet most people have never heard of this story! That this genocide is virtually unknown to most people is a sad reminder of how much injustice has been perpetuated upon Africans over the centuries that has been "forgotten."
Among the more fascinating aspects of this book are the profiles of the leaders of the human rights movement, white and black, who at the turn of the century showed incredible courage and integrity in fighting against political and journalistic malfeasance, bribery, and significant risks to their own lives, in order to expose to the world the magnitude of the Belgium atrocities committed in the Congo.
Dinesh D'Souza, to whom my "cheers" sentence refers, is among those who seek to deny or downplay the crimes committed by or for colonialists. Hopefully this book will cast too bright a light for such distortions of the truth to prevail. An enlightening book that I highly recommend.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Left Me A Little Misty Eyed
In the (near) post apocalyptic future, a nameless father and his young son travel westward. The world - the Earth - is dead; the skies are dark and cloudy, poison fills the air, the soil, and waters. Human survivors are few and many have succumbed to cannibalism; there is no food except for the stray canned goods that have escaped the clutches of earlier scavengers. Survival hardly seems like a prize yet the father pushes forward through cold, rain and misery; staying off the roads, scavenging through abandoned homes and buildings for food, fuel, and other useful items, all while keeping a loaded pistol by his side. The threat of capture provides constant tension and requires that the father plan for the unthinkable; he won't let them take his son alive. The horror of killing his own child is easier to process than the thought of his child being captured, tortured, raped, or eaten alive.
The young son is no mere bystander in this tale. Never having known the world as it existed, of the nature of man before man destroyed the world, his innocence and yearning for kindness, friendship, trust, and safety reveals, literally through the mouths of babes, what all humans are born seeking.
It is in this nightmare of a world that a very touching story emerges about a father and son, about pushing forward, about love and about hope. In a hopeless world, love provides the reason to survive. The Road lacks the haunting abstract prose I have to come expect (and love) from McCarthy, in fact I didn't find the writing to be particularly "special," yet the story is truly moving and hard to put down (and haunting). I finished it in 4 days. Though sad and tragic, the story provides ground for hope as well. I think parents, especially fathers, will be deeply affected. I'm only an uncle and I was.