I’ve written previously about San Francisco Sheriff Ross Mirkarimi, who has been convicted of domestic violence.
The mayor of San Francisco needed nine out of eleven votes from the city’s Board of Supervisors to fire Sheriff Mirkarimi.
I’ve written previously about San Francisco Sheriff Ross Mirkarimi, who has been convicted of domestic violence.
The mayor of San Francisco needed nine out of eleven votes from the city’s Board of Supervisors to fire Sheriff Mirkarimi.
There is a quote, commonly attributed to Albert Einstein, (but probably apocryphal, at least in this form) “Make things as simple as possible, but no simpler.”
There is another quote, commonly attributed to an anonymous actor in a commercial, “I’m not a doctor. But I play one on TV.”
What do those have to do with this week’s TMQ? After the jump…
An episode of “Seinfeld”:
Remember the rapist HPD cop? The jury handed down his sentence: life in prison.
And the latest update on the “Rebecca” front: those four investors, including the one who supposedly died of malaria, never existed. At least, according to the producer’s lawyer. Still unclear: what was the motivation to make these people up?
(Darn shame that “Law and Order” isn’t on any longer. This story is starting to read like an episode of that series. And I can’t really see how you’d fit this into “Kinky Sex Crimes” – er, I mean, “Special Victims Unit”.)
“Commander Squirrel”?
Wow. If you’re a cartel boss:
NFL teams that still have a chance to go 0-16:
Cleveland
I had the Cleveland game going on the background while I puttered around the kitchen and read FARK and Briarpatch. This looked like a game the Browns could have, and should have won, if they had just played smarter…
Speaking of playing smarter, I think I’m going to have to add the Chargers to my list of “most consistently overrated teams in the NFL”. Seriously, how do you lose to the Saints, even with the whole Brees record thing?
Our pals at the NYT have an interesting update on the “Rebecca” front. (Previously. Previously.)
It is starting to look like a certain gentleman basically invented four investors, and the $4.5 million they were supposed to put into the show, from scratch. This gentleman has not been charged with a crime as of yet, but has a colorful history that includes bankruptcy, civil suits, and an unrelated federal investigation.
But why would he do this? What’s his motivation?
In other news, the Pine Ridge reservation is considering legalizing alcohol, because prohibition isn’t working. I missed the fact that the reservation’s suit against the beer dealers in Whiteclay had been dismissed. (Previously.)
Noted:
Abraham Joseph, 28, was found guilty of two counts of aggravated sexual assault.
Mr. Joseph was a Houston police department officer at the time he raped the woman, who was a waitress (and, for the record, was an illegal alien at the time; she since has been granted asylum).
I’m not convinced the Austin nightclub trial is going well for the prosecution, though I only have the Statesman‘s account to rely on. The government’s primary witness is a cousin of the two brothers who are on trial. The feds have paid him $340,000 to date, and he seems to be having memory troubles.
The Houston Astros played their last game of the baseball season yesterday.
As you may recall, in 2011, the Astros finished 56-106, for a .346 winning percentage.
This year…it came right down to the wire, but the Astros finished 55-107, losing their last game to the Chicago Cubs, finishing with a .340 winning percentage, and setting a new record for losses in a single season.
Oh, well. There’s always next year; and with the team changing leagues, maybe the 120 loss mark is within reach.
From last week’s TMQ:
“Revolution” has “canceled by Christmas” written all over it.
From Deadline Hollywood Daily:
This should not be interpreted as implying that we think “Revolution” is a good show. To be perfectly honest, we haven’t watched it, and have no plans to: this comic sums up our reasons why pretty well.
(“The laws of smashing things into other things WENT CRAZY?!” We cannot lie: that’s an awesome line.)
(And a tip of the Hatlo hat to Erin Palette over at “Lurking Rhythmically”, both for the pointer to “Hijinks Ensue” and for this post outlining some of the logic flaws in the show.)
(There’s a much better SF story based on the idea of electricity not working; in that story, it appears to be an alien presence that’s capable of discriminating between machines and, say, human brain impulses. Unfortunately, I can’t remember the title and author of that story at the moment. It is in an Asimov-curated anthology that I have at home somewhere. I know it wasn’t an S.M. Stirling story, but one from the pulp era. If I figure out the title and author, I’ll update here.)
Edited to add: I’m pretty sure it was “The Waveries” by Frederic Brown.
Before we jump into this week’s column, here’s a totally inappropriate 80’s flashback for you.
Man, time flies when you’re having fun. The first of the Austin nightclub trials started yesterday. (Previously.) It doesn’t seem that there’s much to report yet, but I’ll try to keep an eye on the trial for any sensational revelations.
Ah, “Rebecca”. We hardly knew you. Ben Sprecher’s attempt to round up additional financing didn’t pan out, and the musical has been cancelled. (Previously.)
Also in the NYT: yet another story about fishing tournament fraud. I really do not get why people are surprised by this, or why the media finds it newsworthy. Where there’s money, there’s going to be fraud. If you’re talking six figure money, there’s going to be six figure fraud. And if someone defrauds someone else of a six-figure sum of money, why shouldn’t that be a felony, just because fish are involved?
I haven’t read any of the new books mentioned by the NYT, but I did read Mr. Rinella’s previous book, The Scavenger’s Guide to Haute Cuisine. That was 51% interesting, 49% “throw across the room” annoying. I liked large parts of it – for example, his visit to an eel harvester and seller, and his trip to Alaska. What really set me off was the end of the book, in which Mr. Rinella cooks a large wild game Thanksgiving dinner for friends and family….and one of the guests is a vegan who insists on (metaphorically) crapping all over his elaborately prepared meal.
Sorry, but if I’m in Mr. Rinella’s position and someone pulls that <stuff> on me, I’ll take them aside and tell them politely: “This is your one warning. You are a guest in my house. If you continue to badmouth my food and complain about it not being vegan, I will physically throw you out the front door and see how many times you bounce. If you can’t deal with that, walk out now under your own power.”
Anyway, I don’t feel any real compulsion to read Mr. Rinella’s new book, or any of the others mentioned by the paper of record.
…I’ll spare you the rest.
Since we’re into October, I wonder if it is time to start rounding up candidates for the Dumbest Article Printed In a Large Circulation Publication In 2012.
I could go through my “stupid” tag, but most of those entries are for heroic individual acts of stupidity, and not articles from the mass media.
I could throw things open to my readers, but every time I do throw things open to my readers, I get, shall we say, a less than deafening response.
Then again, I can’t dance, and it is too wet to plow still, so….
…put your candidates for “Dumbest Article Printed In a Large Circulation Publication In 2012” into the comments, or email them to me at stainles at gmail dot com if you want to remain monogamous anonymous.
I do think we need some ground rules:
We’ve already got the LAT pot growers of the Emerald Triangle story to work with. (Though, on second thought, is that a stupid story, or a smart story about stupid people?)
I’ll add to the list this fine Salon article from January, which John Scalzi ably dissected. (“…the seven most damaging words in the English language for the reputation of any novelist might very well be ‘I just wrote an article for Salon.'”)
Any more entries? I’m sure I’m forgetting something, probably in Slate.
Edited to add: Thinking about it some more, I realized that I left the definition of “Large Circulation Publication” undefined. For example, does a professional writer’s personal blog that gets a lot of traffic count as a “Large Circulation Publication”? I think my answer to that is: you post ’em, I print ’em.
In this case, not the timeless changeless ways of the Amish, but those of the…Emerald Triangle pot growers, who find their way of life threatened. Not by the fact that what they do is, you know, friggin’ illegal, but
Yes. They’re being threatened by competition.
More:
Medical marijuana dispensaries, according to the LAT, prefer weed grown indoors; I’m no expert on growing dope, but I’d figure that growing indoors gives you a more consistent product and more reliable sourcing.
The locals complain that back in the old days (we’re talking about the 1980s here), dope farmers “paid for community centers, fire departments, road maintenance and elementary schools.”
But now:
And:
Wow, Ringo. Did you really think that when dope was legalized, R.J. Reynolds was going to come down out of the hills and start purchasing your organic free-range ganja in quantities large enough to satisfy the American consumer?
“If you’re sick, you want something that has chemicals in it?” Yes, you stupid bitch. We in the civilized world call that “medicine”. And here’s another big fucking hint for you: everything has chemicals in it, including your organic brown rice and that dope you’re growing.
The libertarian side of me believes that marijuana should be legalized. The non-liberatarian side of me is starting to lean more towards legalization, if it means that these idiots will be forced to find some sort of useful work.
Legalization “has the potential to be devastating,” she said.
The most shocking thing about this story? That the LAT apparently printed it with a straight face.