Archive for August, 2010

TMQ watch: August 31, 2010.

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Last week, the AFC. This week, the NFC.

I’d start out by discussing Monday’s TMQ Trailer, as I’ve been doing; oddly, though, there does not seem to have been a TMQ Trailer this week. (If there was one, it does not show on Page 2, or in the Easterbrook archives.)

Before I jump into the meat of Easterbrook’s column, I’d like to note two things about TMQ Watch:

  1. TMQ Watch is not intended to be a substitute for reading TMQ. Easterbrook is a much better writer than I am, and I strongly encourage you to read his columns, not just my filtered summaries of them. The intent of TMQ Watch is to highlight recurring themes and tropes in TMQ, to call out things in TMQ that I believe are wrong or mistaken, and to provide a different point of view in places where I disagree with Easterbrook’s positions.
  2. There does not appear to be any place on the web that currently hosts discussions of Easterbrook’s columns (the great Football Outsiders did for a while, but does not currently) so I welcome discussions and responses to TMQ, or TMQ Watch, here. Please note that comments are moderated, and will be approved as my time permits. Also, if someone wants to start a “TMQ Watch” Watch (like WikiLeakiLeaks) I promise you a link on my blogroll (as long as your blog isn’t a spam blog).

So let’s rumble.

Another TMQ trope is complaining about college football powerhouses scheduling weak opponents, such as UT vs. Rice  (Easterbrook calls these “cupcake” games). With the college season starting on Thursday, Easterbrook drags this one out of the closet like a Neru jacket and tries it on; behold, it still fits!

TMQ is in favor of dumping two preseason games, but opposed to an 18 game season;  Easterbrook believes that an 18 game season will “dilute the product”.  “Plus an 18-game season would mean either starting the NFL regular season before Labor Day or holding the Super Bowl after Valentine’s Day.” And that would be bad…because? Once again, he trots out the “there is no law of nature that says the NFL must remain so popular” trope.

Team by team breakdown:

  • Arizona: Maybe they’ll develop a balanced attack and become less “pass whacky” (an Easterbrook coinage). And hey, TMQ may have been wrong about Matt Leinart. I’d love to laugh at TMQ’s admission about Leinart..but, well, I think a lot of other people were wrong, too, including me.
  • Atlanta: “If the Saints can win the Super Bowl, why can’t the long-suffering Falcons, too?” Long-suffering Houston football fans are welcome to respond in the comments.
  • Carolina: Once they dumped Delhomme, they went 4-1. Could they be even better in 2010?
  • Easterbrook is now writing a regular column for Reuters. I’m not going to be blogging that, unless he says something noteworthy; I’m RUNNING OUT OF TIME! Seriously, I don’t have time to blog this column as well, but I’d love to see someone like Battleswarm take it on.
  • Chicago: Easterbrook invokes another trope, exaggerated NFL deals, in the case of Julius Peppers. Peppers supposedly signed a “six year, $92 million” deal, but since the contract is heavily loaded on the back end, it is unlikely he’ll see the full $92 million; depending on who you talk to, he could get $20 million to $42 million. In any case, this makes him nearly as overpaid as Albert Haynesworth. And why isn’t Devin Hester returning kicks?
  • We still haven’t given up on the Christmas Creep.
  • Was it really worth the taxpayer money that was spent to investigate whether the governor of New York took free World Series tickets? Easterbrook says no; I’d argue that there’s something to be said for truth and honesty in government, even in seemingly small things like World Series tickets.
  • Speaking of RUNNING OUT OF TIME, Easterbrook’s substitute for complaining about scientific implausibility in SF television shows this week is…complaining that people don’t react realistically to being shot in movies and television. (See, for example, Jack Bauer.)
    “Hollywood sells violence, violence, violence — and then with movie stars, people the public empathizes with, suggests: Hey, bullets don’t really do any harm, you’ll be fine 20 minutes later. So fire away!” Complaining about movie and television violence is another Easterbrook trope, and one that’s gotten him into trouble previously.
    He may be right about Cop Land; I missed that when it was in theatrical release, although I was curious about it. At some point, I’ll have to catch up with it on DVD.
  • Dallas: December collapse, Wade Phillips is 1-5 in the post season, would you pay 1.8 billion dollars for the Cowboys?
  • Another recurring trope: the wacky disclaimer (this time for Comcast’s file backup service) and the word count comparison to the United States Constitution. For the record, I come up with a word count of 8,761 words (which I believe includes some photo captions; this seems fair to me, as I think Easterbrook writes those as well) in this week’s column; this site gives a total word count for the US Constitution of 4,400 words. So Easterbrook nearly doubles the word count of the founding document of the United States to discuss one week of events in a sport that hasn’t even started yet. (Isn’t turnabout fun? For the record, this blog entry comes in at 1,380 words.)
  • Detroit: Ndamukong Suh should have won the Heisman. The fact that he didn’t means “linemen simply are not eligible for the Heisman” and “the award should be renamed the Heisman Trophy for the Running Back or Quarterback Who Receives the Most Publicity.” (Yet another Easterbrook trope; linemen don’t get enough credit, especially at Heisman time.) “There’s a sense of optimism around the Lions.” I’d be optimistic too, if I had no place to go but up.
  • More kickoff specialists, fewer punters, please.
  • Green Bay: Aaron Rodgers is already a better deal for the Packers than keeping Brett Farve around would have been. That sound you heard was Peter King’s head exploding.
  • Giants (aka Jersey/A in the TMQ World): Since they won the Super Bowl, the Giants have looked like just another football team. And people in New York can’t stand that. Not exactly a TMQ trope, but Easterbrook here sure sounds an awful lot like Mike the Musicologist (who did a several year bit in New York attending grad school, and speaks of it in the same terms Marines use for their time in ‘Nam).
  • More creep.
  • Vikings: Farve the Farve. Farve farve farve. Farve! (If you’ve never seen the original Malkovich Mediator, it’s here.)
  • Saints: Doomed. Drew Brees is on the cover of Madden. Doomed. Also, stuff about taxes and the Saints getting a sweetheart deal from the state of Louisana. Corruption? In Louisana? Shocked, I am, shocked! I’m reminded of something Calvin Trillin quoted once: “The only important question about any public project in [Louisana] is: who’s writing the insurance?”
  • Eagles: Listless and stale the past two seasons. Maybe the offseason purge will help. I’m surprised that Easterbrook didn’t invoke another of his tropes; that the Football Gods are punishing the team, in this case for signing Michael Vick.
  • Rams: “Where is the players’ self-respect?”
  • San Francisco: Lousy team in a very weak division. Easterbrook, to his praise, has some interesting stuff about why the team is moving to a new stadium in Santa Clara.
  • Seattle: Pete Carroll is a cheater.
  • Tampa: Good special teams, and that’s about it.
  • Washington: Seven head coaches, eleven starting quarterbacks, and nine offensive coordinators in the eleven years “Chainsaw Dan Snyder” (trope!) has owned the team. Don’t look for McNabb to save them; his team in Philadelphia was much better than this one. “In his official photo, Shanahan looks like someone auditioning for a reality show about people who think they are Napoleon.” I was going to make fun of Easterbrook for this comment, but…damn, he’s right!
    Also, more Haynesworth bashing.
  • Reader comments: Easterbrook is wrong when it comes to killing.

And thus we come to the end of this week’s TMQ Watch. Next week: season predictions in haiku. I haven’t made up my mind yet whether I’m going to give TMQ a hard time for not including seasonal references in his haiku. (No, I’m sorry, the fact that they’re all about football does not, in and of itself, constitute a seasonal reference.)

Speaking of Armadillocon…

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Here’s a little linky love for Lawrence’s series of photos from the convention:

Part 1.

Part 2.

50 words for General Tso’s Chicken.

Tuesday, August 31st, 2010

Patrick over at Popehat links to a NYT article I noted late last week, but didn’t have time to read until yesterday.

Guy Deutscher’s article is basically (as I see it) a call for reconsideration of the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis, that our language determines how we think. I encountered Sapir-Whorf for the first time many, many years ago, in the pages of the late lamented Dr. Dobb’s Journal, and it blew me away at the time. I figured, “Well, if language influences how we think, then I need to learn FORTH. And C. And LISP. And…” Later on, of course, I read the various arguments against Sapir-Whorf, and don’t completely buy into the strong version of it any more, but I still retain some affection for Sapir-Whorf.

The Deutscher article is an excerpt from his (forthcoming? It looks like it comes out today) book Through the Language Glass: Why the World Looks Different in Other Languages, which I’ve already added to my Amazon wish list.

In other notes, sorry about the blogging slowdown; I spent the weekend at ArmadilloCon, and am now somewhat tanned, rested, and relaxed. I spent some time yesterday bumming around various Half-Price Books in a futile search for A Short History of the French Revolution, but I did run across a handful of other interesting books:

Friday loser update.

Friday, August 27th, 2010

Pittsburgh’s at 43-84, .339, 54.918 projected wins. So call it 107 losses, but I’m holding out hope for 110.

Baltimore is at 45-83, .352 winning percentage, 57.024 projected wins.

And the Astros are at 58-69, .457 winning percentage, 74.034 projected wins.

Turn out the lights.

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

The peak of Western Civilization has been reached, and it has been reached by the great State of Texas.

We have figured out a way to fry salad. And beer, too! The deep-fried “frozen margarita” also sounds interesting.

(Hattip: Bill Crider.)

Number 82.

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

The EPA’s proposed lead ammo ban is being covered by pretty much everyone, including Lawrence. I don’t have a lot to add to either Lawrence or Tam’s takes, but I do want to say “I told you so.

(This in turn, for no particular reason, reminds me of the Robert Conquest story.)

Obit watch: August 26th, 2010.

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

Marcel Albert, French ace, with 24 victories to his credit on the Eastern front. In his honor, I’m declaring a temporary moratorium on French military jokes.

Since this was sent to me, I’ll also note the death of  “Howdy Doody” head writer Edward Kean.

Recent SDC updates.

Tuesday, August 24th, 2010

Added May and June 2010.

Still pushing to get done before Armadillocon.

TMQ watch: August 24, 2010.

Tuesday, August 24th, 2010

So what does the tastefully named Gregg Easterbrook have for us in this, the second week of our TMQ Watch?

Let’s start with Monday’s “TMQ Preview”, “NFL shouldn’t take fans for granted“, in which he shows off another common TMQ trope: “…there is no law of nature that says the NFL must always be so popular.” Easterbrook’s point (unlike food and shelter, the NFL is an optional commodity) is hard to argue with, since it’s so obvious. However, his discussion of the ticket sales problems the Jets and Giants are having is enlightening; also noteworthy is his report that naming rights to their new stadium remain unsold. I would be a lot happier, though, if Easterbrook would provide sources for these reports.

Moving on to today’s TMQ, Easterbrook’s AFC preview:

  • Another Easterbrook trope is the increasing size of NFL linemen. This week, he argues that because linemen are getting increasingly larger, the running game is becoming less important. Easterbrook points out that the two best teams in the AFC last season (San Diego and Indy) were 31st and 32nd overall (respectively) in rushing, and that the Eagles offensive line starters this year average 342 pounds. (But what’s the mean? And the standard deviation?)
  • Terrell Suggs and his $39 million guaranteed contract was as bigger, or bigger, a waste of money as Albert Haynesworth’s $32 million. And the Ravens “look stacked” this season.
  • The Bills suffer from awful drafting and lousy coaches. Can Chan Gailey make the Bills better? Can Trent Edwards? TMQ seems cautiously optimistic about Chan Gailey, and pessimistic about Trent Edwards. WCD has no hope for either one.
  • The Bengals – Jets game on Thanksgiving night could define the Bengals season. And Chad Ochocinco gives good Twitter.
  • Gregg Easterbrook works so you don’t have to. Specifically, he added up the number of scantily clad women in the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue.
  • The Browns must have been smoking a very bad grade of crack to trade for Jake Delhomme and give him $7 million, guaranteed.
  • Denver is in chaos, for the second season in a row. And the Broncos cheerleaders charge a $3,500 appearance fee (for five cheerleaders for two hours).
  • Ah, Texans, my Texans. What does Gregg say? “…the Texans are not a mature winning team.” Can’t argue too much with that.
  • Easterbrook uses the Colts (once again) to kick around (once again) the argument that teams that have clinched playoff berths should keep trying to win, even if the wins are meaningless overall.
  • Jacksonville hasn’t got much return for the draft choices they’ve used on offensive and defensive linesmen.
  • “When you lose at home in consecutive weeks to Buffalo and Cleveland, as the Flintstone did in 2009, you are an awful team.” Just in case the 4-12 finish in 2007, the 2-14 finish in 2008, and the 4-12 finish in 2009 hadn’t clued you in on that already.
  • Paraphrasing Easterbrook, if people have a problem with the Ground Zero mosque, why don’t they have a problem with the Pentagon mosque?
  • The Jets recent drafts have placed an emphasis on “”skinny glory boys” over linesmen, probably so the Jets could sell personal seat licenses in the new stadium. How’s that working for them? Oh, yeah…
  • The Dolphins need to try something other than the Wildcat.
  • Easterbrook plugs Tim Layden’s Blood, Sweat, and Chalk, a history of football tactics. This is a little deeper into football than I like to go, but if it sounds possibly up your alley, click over and read Easterbrook’s review.
  • Nope, he still hasn’t given up on the creep watch.
  • New England is aging. And while they’ve traded for a lot of lower round draft picks, many of their choices haven’t worked out.
  • The Raiders are still going to stink.
  • “It’s likely that on opening day, only four Pittsburgh offensive starters will be the same players who started that Super Bowl — just 18 months ago.”
  • Ah, I see Easterbrook has taken note of The Last Train To Hiroshima. This has been covered by some other folks, too, way back when.
  • Why do the Chargers fold in the playoffs? Could it be the San Diego lifestyle? A lack of mental toughness?
  • The Titans have coaching stability. But they haven’t won a Super Bowl.
  • Ah, good. Easterbrook’s running reader comments. Most of this week’s comments are examples of games where the result was overturned (or otherwise changed) due to gross officiating errors.
  • Thank God for Easterbrook’s coverage of the Arena Football League! Otherwise I wouldn’t have known they were still playing! Seriously, I thought the AFL folded two years ago.

That’s it for this week, folks. Two weeks into this year’s columns, and Easterbrook hasn’t come up with anything I can argue with him about. The season is still young, though. Try the veal, and remember to tip your waitress.

Dear AT&T: Please die in a fire.

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

I spent the better part of three hours at a Best Buy yesterday, with Mike the Musicologist waiting for me, trying to upgrade the cell phone that I’ve had since 2004.

Every time the Best Buy rep tried to go through the process, even with AT&T on the line with her, they got an error message. Every time the AT&T rep tried to go through the process on his end, they got an error message.

At one point Miguel, the AT&T rep, had four different people looking over his shoulder trying to figure out what the problem was; both the Best Buy and AT&T rep said that they had never seen anyone have this much trouble with an upgrade before.

(You’re probably wondering, “Why did you spend three hours trying to do this?” Well, a large part of the reason was that during the process, I developed something of a crush on the Best Buy rep, who was pretty, smart, has excellent taste in movies, and kind of likes guns. But that’s another story.)

In the end, the lovely Best Buy rep told me that the best they could do was make notes in my account, that Miguel was escalating this to “Premier”, “Premier” is only open Monday-Friday, and that I should be hearing from “Premier” once they’ve had a chance to review the case.

I’ve called AT&T Customer Service four times today. The first time, the customer service rep at the main number transferred me to “Premier”. The “Premier” rep told me he couldn’t access my customer records or any notes in my account. I asked him to get a supervisor on the line and waited close to an hour for the supervisor. (I eventually had to hang up because it was the end of my lunch hour. Yes, I spent my entire lunch hour on hold with AT&T.)

The second time, the customer service rep transferred me to “Premier”, but we got a crappy connection; I could just barely hear the “Premier” rep on the other end of the line. I asked for a direct callback number, and was told “Just call the same number you called earlier” (that’s the main customer service line).

The third time, the customer service rep actually gave me the direct “Premier” number (866-499-8008) and transferred me to “Premier”. The “Premier” rep I spoke to seemed totally incapable of understanding that I didn’t have an order number (because we never completed the order), and insisted that they only deal with activation issues on web-based orders. After telling her three times that this case had already been escalated to “Premier’, I asked for a supervisor again, was put on hold again, and eventually had to hang up. (Memo to AT&T: I have a freaking job. I can’t be on hold with you people all damn day.)

5:07 PM: I am now speaking to “Premier” rep #4 today, who is telling me once again that she can’t pull up my account, and she can’t help me. I’ve just asked her to get a supervisor on the line. It’s now 5:40 PM.

5:51 PM: still holding for that supervisor.

6:00 PM: Supervisor. Holding.

6:08 PM: Supervisor Nathan Snow is on the line. Nathan Snow is telling me that “Premier” can’t help me, that “Premier” is just a return order/exchange department for orders placed on the web. I’ve told Nathan Snow that I want to talk to the person who can help me, and I want to talk to them now.

6:14 PM: Back on hold. Nathan Snow was singularly unhelpful, just like everyone else I’ve spoken to (except the lovely and talented Best Buy sales person; I never spoke to Miguel, the AT&T rep, directly).

6:17 PM: Nathan Snow is still trying to get “Business and End User Care” on the line.

(You’re probably wondering at this point, “Why don’t you just DTMFA?” Because I’m stubborn. “Why don’t you just go to the Apple Store?” Because I’m not sure I wouldn’t have this same problem, and be waiting another three hours, at the damn Apple Store. “Why didn’t you go there in the first place?” Ever been to an Apple Store on a Sunday afternoon? That’s the classic example of a Mongolian fire drill. “Why can’t you write more like Stingray? That’d be entertaining.” Agreed, and I would be very happy to suggest in public that AT&T take their G–d—ed phones, their f—ing service, my final m—-rf—ing bill, and shove all of them squarely the f–k up their a–. However, my mother does read this blog, and I try very hard to watch my language out of sensitivity to her.)

6:24 PM: Nathan Snow has Rosa Velasquez (sp?) on the line and is transferring me to her.

6:27 PM: Rosa clearly hasn’t read the notes in the account.

6:29 PM: According to Rosa, the problem is that I was on the “Blue” network and they’re the “Orange” network, so they need to transfer me from the “Blue” network to the “Orange” network. She’s trying to figure out how to do that.

6:32 PM: Even though they upgraded my plan, they didn’t change me over from the “Blue” network to the “Orange” network. Rosa is trying to figure out how to change me over from the “Blue” network to the “Orange” network, but now she’s saying I may have to go to a physical AT&T store to get that done. I’ve explained to Rosa that surely, during the three hours I spent at Best Buy yesterday, Miguel or one of the four other people he worked with yesterday would have figured that out.

6:36 PM: Rosa is trying to tell me the nearest AT&T stores are in Kyle and Lockhart. That’s interesting, since their store locator brings up one at 2601 S. IH-35, about 8/10ths of a mile from the main Dell campus. Rosa just found that one as well.

6:40 PM: Rosa says that they can order any device “except the iPhone”, so I’m going to have to go to the physical AT&T store in order to get my account transitioned from the “Blue” to the “Orange” network. At this point, I honestly do not know why I have not suggested to Rosa that she, and the entire AT&T corporation, consume a giant bowl of something disgusting and unfit for human consumption, and gone over to the Sprint store instead. Sheer perversity, I guess.

6:46 PM: Rosa just came back and confirmed that, yes, I have to physically go to the AT&T store in order to complete the upgrade. She’s checking to make sure that the AT&T store is actually open.

6:54 PM: How long does it take to check and make sure the store is open?

7:04 PM: Rosa has had me on hold for 20 minutes now while she supposedly verifies that the store is open and can complete the upgrade. If I hear “No text message is worth getting hurt over” one more G-dd—ed time, I am going to hurt someone myself.

7:07 PM: Rosa is finally back with me, and has confirmed that yes, they can do the “migration” from the “Blue” to the “Orange” network. For my time and trouble, they’re willing to offer me…a $50 credit. That was exactly two hours, start to finish, on the phone this time. Plus three hours in the store yesterday, plus close to another hour and a half over my lunch hour and breaks, for a total of six and a half hours. That implies that AT&T values my wasted time at about $7.69 per hour. Isn’t that roughly minimum wage?

Edited to add: 8:28 PM: F–k AT&T. F–k them, f–k everyone who “works” for them (where “works” is apparently defined as “slithering across the ground, leaving a trail of pus and corruption everywhere they go”), f–k their infrastructure, f–k the f–king iPhone, f–k all of it. I have reached the limit of my patience and tolerance with these mouth breathing a–holes. Someone needs to wipe the entire company off the face of the Earth with a liberal dose of cleansing fire.

I went by the Sprint store after I walked out of the AT&T store. Unfortunately, it looks like an Evo 4G from Sprint would be $15 more a month, even with my 25% discount (vs. 21% with AT&T), they don’t have any of those in stock, and they don’t know when I’d be able to get one. Since AT&T and Sprint are the two companies that offer a discount, I’m seriously considering just simply doing without a cell phone. The other option I’ve considered is picking up a Go phone and swapping SIMs, but at this point I’m not even sure that would work (the whole “Blue”/”Orange” network thing). I’m also seriously considering mailing my phone back to AT&T along with a container of K-Y Jelly and detailed instructions on how to use those two things together.

LabRat, I know you and Stingray aren’t going to read this until you get back, but how do you people cope with this level of rage without killing people or breaking things?

Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways…

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

…it’s still the Nevada Test Site to me.

The Friends of Mr. Chan.

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

I like Jackie Chan. I like Jackie Chan’s movies: well, most of the ones I’ve seen anyway.

But when I think of Jackie Chan as a tastemaker, I’m reminded of an interview I read with him a few years ago, in which he argued that a particular move was “good”, not for any objective aesthetic reason, but because it made a huge amount of money. (I want to say that was an NYT interview, but I can’t find it now.)

That was the first thing I thought of when I read this article about Mr. Chan and his history of failed endorsements: air conditioners that exploded, shampoo laced with carcinogens, a VCD company that collapsed due to fraud, educational computers that flopped, a failed cola…

Still, calling the man the “Asian Terry Bradshaw” seems a bit harsh. After all, he does have most of his own hair.

More photos about architecture.

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

I’ve been trying to get the photos from my recent trips organized and put together for Flickr purposes. Here’s the first set, which contains some photos of a Frank Gehry designed building in Las Vegas (and a couple of other buildings, too):

Ruvo Center and other buildings July 2010.

I’m still learning how to use the Nikon. There’s a fair number of photos in this set where I did one photo with the camera set to full-auto exposure mode, and a second photo in the same position with the camera set to aperture priority and stopped down to f/22 or smaller, so I could get a sense of depth of field. (Most of these were taken with the 18-55 mm Nikon kit lens: I think I used the 80-200 mm VR lens for the Stratosphere/pyramid photos.)

Comments either here or on Flickr are welcome.

Friday loser update.

Friday, August 20th, 2010

Pittsburgh continues the downward spiral: 40-81, .331 winning percentage, 53.622 projected wins.  Not 110 losses yet, but if trends continue (note that they were 39-75 a week ago, and are on a three game losing streak) that goal is in sight.

Balmer’s 43-79, .352 winning percentage, 57.024 projected wins.

And Houston’s at 53-67, .442 winning percentage, 71.604 projected wins. They may come closer to a .500 finish that I expected at the start of the season.

Random notes: August 19, 2010.

Thursday, August 19th, 2010

The NYT is all over Philadelphia’s efforts to save three historic ships: the Olympia, the United States, and the battleship New Jersey.

The New Jersey does not actually seem to be in any danger, except from government cutbacks. People have been trying to save the United States for years, but there just doesn’t seem to be that much enthusiasm; the current plan is for a conservancy to purchase it, and convince someone to turn it into a hotel, casino, or other project.

Of the three ships, the Olympia seems to be the most endangered and most important. What’s interesting to me about the NYT article is that:

  1. Various bloggers were on this story months ago.
  2. The NYT doesn’t mention the embezzlement scandal, which may have had something to do with the inability to keep the Olympia running.

The NYT is also on the case if you want to spend six figures on a fish tank. But what if you don’t? The NYT is there for you, too, with some options in the four and even three figure range.

Into the Wild fan dies trying to find the bus. I really, really want to say something snarky here, but I just can’t.

Random gun crankery.

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

A post by Sebastian led us to this post at the Defensive Handgun Blog, about the possible legal issues associated with using an Evil Black Rifle in self-defense. (I’d actually be more concerned about over-penetration in an apartment than the legal issues, but I’ve heard other people say that .223 tends to break up and not go through sheet rock. Does anyone have some definitive knowledge on this?)

A link in that post, in turn, led us to one of our favorite tales from “The Ayoob Files” feature in American Handgunner: the story of Gary Fadden, or as Mr. Ayoob puts it, “F— you and your high powered rifle!” As a matter of fact, we were just thinking about this story the other night, and are delighted to find a linkable online version.

Short version of the story: Mr. Fadden and his fiancee were out for a Sunday drive when they got into a confrontation with a group of bikers. The bikers chased Mr. Fadden and his beloved for over 20 miles (this was prior to ubiquitous cellphones) before Mr. Fadden decided to make a stand at his office.

Mr. Fadden’s office was at the Heckler and Koch plant, where he worked as a salesman for H&K. In the truck with him was a legally-owned personal Ruger AC556 (the full-auto version of the Mini-14; one question that isn’t answered in the article is why a salesman for H&K was using a Ruger product, but we figure that’s none of our beeswax). Mr. Fadden made his stand, fired a warning burst into the air, the biker uttered the phrase that pays (quoted above), charged Mr. Fadden, and Mr. Fadden put a six-round burst into the biker, killing him deader than the box office of “Scott Pilgrim vs. The World”.

What makes this story interesting is that the local prosecutor, who was apparently up in arms that someone would use a full-auto rifle in self-defense (as opposed to an engraved Perazzi over/under, perhaps), chose to charge Mr. Fadden with first degree murder. Mr. Fadden was found not guilty in a somewhat unusual trial (an undercover police detective actually broke his cover and testified in Mr. Fadden’s defense; the prosecutor spent so much time waving the AC556 around that the judge actually gave special instructions to the jury), which resulted in the local prosecutor throwing another temper tantrum.

We commend both Mr. Ayoob’s article and the one at the Defensive Handgun Blog to your attention.

In other news (blogged elsewhere, too, but we can’t let it pass without comment) the WP has discovered that people in other parts of the country do things differently. For example, some of them carry…guns! And they take their kids shooting! (The WP user poll, “Should parents teach their children to use guns?” is running 87% “Yes” at the time I write this.)

This has also been blogged in a few other places, but we did want to highlight this post by David Kopel over at the Volokh Conspiracy about the latest questionable activity by the Obama administration; blocking South Korea’s efforts to sell 100,000 surplus antique rifles in the United States.

The smell of leather, safety pins, and desperation.

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

The Sex Pistols have created their own perfume.

Hookers, blow, and police professionalism.

Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

I have been somewhat negligent in covering the trial of Scott Lando, which ended yesterday.

Mr. Lando was a former officer with the Austin Police Department; he was commended at one time for bravery, and for making the most arrests in his sector. However, things went south for some reason, and Officer Lando was fired in 2008.

Former Officer Lando has been accused of various charges, including aggravated assault with a deadly weapon and prostitution. However, in this particular case, he was charged only with four drug charges; Lando was accused of giving crack and money to hookers and their “boyfriends”.

Interestingly, three of the four drug charges were dismissed by the judge before they even reached the jury, due to insufficient evidence. After deliberating for two days, and telling the judge twice that they were hopelessly deadlocked, the jury finally convicted Lando on the one remaining charge; that he gave crack to the “boyfriend” of a hooker he met while on patrol.

The trial featured some rather sensational allegations; specifically, hookers claiming that Lando brought them to his house, had “unprotected sex” with them (note that it isn’t bad enough that Lando just had sex with hookers; it has to be spelled out that it was unprotected sex) and gave one of the hookers a pair of Harley Davidson motorcycle boots that belonged to his wife.

Speaking of Mrs. Lando, she’s stood by her man the whole time, claiming that the hookers in question broke into her house and stole her stuff.

Something stinks here, but I’m not sure what. When you go to trial on four charges, the judge throws out three of them before they even reach the jury, and the jury is deadlocked on the last one…

Recent SDC updates.

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

Added July and August (to date, as far as I can go) of 2010.

I’m making a push to get the SDC logs completely updated before Armadillocon.

Interesting moral questions from the LAT.

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

Is it okay to tattoo a seven-year old child?

Is it okay to tattoo a seven-year old child if at least one parent gives consent?

Does it make a difference if the seven-year old child allegedly begged and pleaded until the parent gave in? (Note that this fact is disputed; the father claims this, but the child’s mother claimed that he was held down and forcibly tattooed. The child himself testified at the ensuing criminal trial that he didn’t want the tattoo and cried throughout.)

Does it make a difference that the tattoo was a gang symbol, and both the father and the tattoo artist were members of that particular gang?

If any of these things do make a difference, what’s an appropriate charge? Aggravated mayhem? Injury to a child? Felony f-ing stupid?

Who bears more of the responsibility here? Certainly, you’d expect the parent to be the bigger party here and say, “I don’t care how much you whine, I’m not letting you get a tattoo.” But we all know there are parents who give in to whatever their kid wants. And it’s easy to imagine a parent who says, “Hey, what’s the big deal with a tattoo?” Does the tattoo artist have a duty to say, “I don’t care what the parents say, I’m not tattooing a freakin’ seven year old”?

Edited to add: Speaking of irresponsible parenting and art, Patrick over at Popehat makes an interesting argument that Rachel Stieringer is a more important artist than Andres Serrano. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Ms. Stieringer and her artistic output, I won’t spoil it for you; I’ll just encourage you to click over to Patrick’s blog entry.

TMQ watch: August 17, 2010.

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

It’s the most wonderful time of the year.

That is, the start of football season. (Yes, the loser update will return this year.)

And with the start of football season comes the return of the tastefully named Gregg Easterbrook and his “Tuesday Morning Quarterback” column for ESPN.

Don’t get me wrong; I enjoy Easterbrook’s column. I’ve been reading it since he was over at Slate, and find it to be one of the high points of my week during the period it runs. But I’ve been thinking for a while now that someone needs to highlight and respond to various things in TMQ.

Sometimes, Easterbrook does good work; he spent much of last season discussing the NFL’s response to head trauma among pro athletes, and I felt he was right on target. Sometimes, he uses his column to argue for things like increased Federal vehicle mileage requirements, and I think someone needs to respond to those arguments. Sometimes, he uses his column to go off on various SF TV shows for their lack of plausibility. And sometimes, Easterbrook just goes completely off the damn rails.

So I’m introducing the “Tuesday Morning Quarterback Watch”, to highlight when the man’s right, when I think he’s wrong, when I think he’s completely nuts, and some of Easterbrook’s odd obsessions.

In today’s TMQ:

  • Easterbrook argues that the outcomes of sporting events should never be reversed, except if an incorrect call occurs on the final play and a correct call would have resulted in a win for the opposing team. I haven’t heard anyone seriously argue a different viewpoint; I highlight this because I’m wondering if it will be one of his obsessions this season.
  • Wacky food and/or drink? Check. In this case, the Friendly’s cheeseburger served between two grilled cheese sandwiches. “At this restaurant, a lunch of Loaded Waffle Fries, Buffalo Chicken Supermelt and a milkshake weighs in at 3,670 calories.” I’m pretty dubious than anyone would order all three of those and try to eat them solo (though I will admit, that Buffalo Chicken Supermelt by itself doesn’t look terribly healthy). And do you really expect healthy food at a place with the slogan “Where ice cream makes the meal”?
  • “How long until babe spy Anna Chapman signs to play Natasha Fatale in a big-budget remake of “Rocky & Bullwinkle”?” Well, Gregg (can I call you “Gregg”?), given the utter failure of the last big-budget “Rocky and Bullwinkle” remake, I’m going to suggest that you look for this around the same time as David Letterman’s “Cold Day in Hell Special”.
  • Easterbrook kicks LeBron James around, but curiously, not ESPN for broadcasting the fiasco.
  • Easterbrook spends 699 words out of an 8,748 word column (about 8%) recapping NYT corrections from the NFL off season. Not sports related corrections; just NYT corrections in general. Dear Mr. Easterbrook; have you ever heard of “Regret the Error“? Or “The NYTPicker“?
  • Easterbrook finds an excuse to run a swimsuit photo of an attractive woman. No complaints here…
  • Easterbrook kicks Robert Byrd around some more.
  • Weasel coach bashing? Check.
  • Easterbrook kicks Al and Tipper Gore around some more. I would have held off on the “Al listens to rap music” joke, Gregg; the Onion beat you to it, and did it better.
  • Obligatory bashing of SF television shows? Check.
  • Wacky lawsuits? Check. I’ll give Easterbrook this: he may lean to the left politically, but he isn’t a blind liberal hack.
  • Easterbrook keeps threatening to retire the “Christmas Creep” watch, but hasn’t yet.

We’re fairly early into the NFL and TMQ season. So far, I haven’t detected any trends, but we’ll see how things go.

Oh, almost forgot! In addition to the normal TMQ column, we now have…the TMQ Trailer on Monday! How swell is that? For his first outing, Easterbrook uses the failure of JaMarcus Russell (“Ryan Leaf can relax — JaMarcus Russell has replaced him as the worst draft bust.” Can’t argue too much with that, Gregg.) as a jumping off point to “reimagine” the 2007 NFL draft, based on what we know now. I’m not sure what the point of this exercise is, except to highlight another Easterbrook trope (first-round draft choices, especially quarterbacks, are often overrated; most teams would be better served trading down to get second or third round choices) but it is mildly diverting.

The banshee screams for antelope meat.

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

From the police blotter: our local sheriff’s office busted a couple for breaking into a place called “Wild Bubba’s Wild Game Grill” (no, really!) in Del Valle.

Our fun couple, the female half of which goes by the name “Amber”, are accused of prying open the front door and stealing:

  • a bottle of Tito’s vodka. Well, I give them some credit for stealing good vodka, but wouldn’t it have been easier to hit a liquor store? There’s no shortage of them out that way.
  • a TV and VCR. Shoot, guys, you probably could have picked those up at a garage sale, if not the Goodwill.
  • and 25 pounds of beef, buffalo, and antelope meat.

For this, “Amber” and her guy pal are facing felony burglary charges. As Jay G. says, “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.”

More interesting to me, though, is the very existence of Wild Bubba’s, which had previously escaped my notice. I sense a road trip coming on in the next few weeks (as soon as some things get resolved and some scheduled events pass).

Random hysterical notes.

Monday, August 16th, 2010

Interestingly, today is both:

The second link is by way of FARK. I was not aware until fairly recently that Kittinger not only held the record for highest parachute jump, he was also shot down over Vietnam and spent 11 months as a prisoner of war.

Ordinarily, I would suggest that someone needs to write a biography of Colonel Kittinger (he was a captain at the time of the jump, but retired from the Air Force as a colonel). But wait! Somebody has! (I have that book, but have not had a chance to read it yet. Craig Ryan’s The Pre-Astronauts: Manned Ballooning on the Threshold of Space is a pretty spiffy book, though, so I expect his work on Kittinger’s autobiography to be just as good.)

Random notes: August 16, 2010.

Monday, August 16th, 2010

Obit watch: James J. Kilpatrick.

For those who are wondering, I’ll save you the trouble: I couldn’t find any “Point-Counterpoint” videos on YouTube, and Shana Alexander died in 2005.

In other news, Austin’s MetroRail service was disrupted this morning. Why? Well, someone found a mysterious package on the tracks that contained…a cow tongue studded with nails, along with a note (“incoherent”, according to the Statesman), and a photograph. There was also a glass jar found nearby with an unidentified liquid inside.

Edited to add: Lawrence sends along this link to cow tongues found nailed to trees at Prospect Park around this time last year. Speculation in the linked article is that this is some sort of Santeria ritual intended to stop gossip, which seems to fit in with speculation by Statesmen commentators.

Friday loser update.

Friday, August 13th, 2010

I will be darned. Baltimore no longer has the worst record in baseball. (40-75, .348 winning percentage, projected 56.376 wins.)

That honor just barely belongs to Pittsburgh. (39-75, .342 winning percentage, projected 55.404 wins.)

And Houston is still holding on to fourth place in the division. (48-67, .425 winning percentage, projected 68.85 wins.)