Showing posts with label unnecessary apologies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unnecessary apologies. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Morning Update XXIX: The End of Politics Edition


Keegan Wenkman
"Flying Dutch"
Here.

I won't lie to you, gentle reader(s); at one point in my life, I really enjoyed Keith Olbermann. Of course, it's been several years since I've owned a TV, so I didn't really watch full shows, and I'm not sure that what I loved was really an accurate representation of Olbermann, but what I knew I enjoyed and respected. Every month or so, I'd come across some Edward R. Murrow-esque special comment, replete with multisyllabic words and alliteration, and I'd go all googly-eyed.


I think I enjoyed these not only for their eloquence (and for the gooey feeling I get when I think of Edward R. Murrow), but because it seemed to be above the back-and-forth banality of the rest of broadcast punditry. He spoke about torture and executive abuses and divorced it from politics. Of course, then he started making special comments every other day about every issue under the sun, and started getting involved in the he-said, she-said debates of the primary, and he started to seem less like Edward R. Murrow and more like a cable bloviator--albeit one with whom I tended to agree. Of course, I can get punditry from people with whom I agree and not have to deal with the obnoxiousness of a cable bloviator if I just go online, so that's what I started to do.


And that's the story of why I didn't really give a shit that Jon Stewart started using Olbermann as a punching bag. It lacks the deliciousness of Stewart's attacks on conservatives (I only say that because I'm a liberal), but it was funny and well-deserved nonetheless, and though I had some reservations because, as bad as Olbermann is, he's not the liberal equivalent of Glenn Beck or Bill O'Riely (yes, all three are cable bloviators, but, no, Olbermann doesn't peddle in conspiracy theories and take part in eliminationist rhetoric).


So, when Olbermann actually apologized for his over-the-top comments on Massachusetts Senator-elect Scott Brown, I was pleasantly surprised. Of course, even watching the clip, I couldn't help but notice that Olbermann's something of a self-absorbed bloviator, but at least he apologized, which is just another reason why Olbermann is a hell of a lot better than a "liberal Beck," and just another reason why MSNBC is a hell of a lot better than a "liberal Fox." See for yourself (via Michael Scherer at Swampland):


Visit msnbc.com for breaking news, world news, and news about the economy


It should come as no surprise to you that David Brooks writes stupid columns (nor should it come as a surprise that I write a shitload about David Brooks writing stupid columns), but his latest is not only stupid but speciously so. Apperently. Ezra Klein, who's normally quite incisive missed the strawman arguments and fallacies of false equivalence in Brook's latest burning heap of stupidity. Klein writes:


I don't agree with everything in David Brooks's column on populism, but this is a smart distillation of what populist campaign rhetoric translates to in Washington:
Populism is popular with the ruling class. Ever since I started covering politics, the Democratic ruling class has been driven by one fantasy: that voters will get so furious at people with M.B.A.’s that they will hand power to people with Ph.D.’s. The Republican ruling class has been driven by the fantasy that voters will get so furious at people with Ph.D.’s that they will hand power to people with M.B.A.’s. Members of the ruling class love populism because they think it will help their section of the elite gain power.

I'm probably too hard on Klein; it's true that many beltway Democrats are that condescending, but but they tend to side with Republicans that "voters will get so furious at people with Ph.D.’s that they will hand power to people with M.B.A.’s." I'm looking at you Evan Bayh.


Of course they will say that and shake their heads sadly, and then vote with Republicans because "that's what the country wants" (even thought it's not) and because "we might as well not even try" (because they're political cowards). But I digress.


What is it that's so stupid about Brooks's argument? Well, first there's the blatent assertion that the important thing about the populism debate is identity politics. I'll readily concede that both Republicans and Democrats play identity politics, but whereas the Republicans only have identity politics, Democrats tend to back there's up with actual substance.


Brooks writes dismissively:


Both attitudes will always be with us, but these days populism is in vogue. The Republicans have their populists. Sarah Palin has been known to divide the country between the real Americans and the cultural elites. And the Democrats have their populists. Since the defeat in Massachusetts, many Democrats have apparently decided that their party has to mimic the rhetoric of John Edwards’s presidential campaign. They’ve taken to dividing the country into two supposedly separate groups — real Americans who live on Main Street and the insidious interests of Wall Street.

It's true, of course, that both Palin and Edwards use identity politics. Edwards talks about his poverty-stricken upbringing, and Palin talks about being a Real American. The difference is that Palin's policies wouldn't help Americans, real or otherwise, and Edwards's would.


That's the key distinction in the populism wars, and the thing that Brooks doesn't seem to grasp: populist rhetoric is only bad when it's hypocritical. There's nothing wrong with saying you're going to fight for the little guy, as long as you're actually going to fight for the little guy--they could use it.


And for all Brooks's glibness over PhDs and MBAs, the truth is that educated people can fight for the little guy, and the PhDs good Democrats want to be setting policy would. Look no further than Krugman. That which Republicans use to discredit PhDs is purely ID politics: PhDs are not like you; they're pussies. That which Democrats use to discredit MBAs is by-and-large true: The MBAs on Wall Street want to screw you out of money.


So, Mr. Brooks, spare me the false equivalence. And spare me the strawman; you write:


That’s because voters aren’t as stupid as the populists imagine. Voters are capable of holding two ideas in their heads at one time: First, that the rich and the powerful do rig the game in their own favor; and second, that simply bashing the rich and the powerful will still not solve the country’s problems.

The populism espoused by Democrats isn't just "bashing"; it's policy that will genuinely help middle- and lower-class Americans.



From The Monkey Cage
(via Ezra Klein)

Ezra Klein says:


the basic finding is not that there aren't plenty of people calling themselves "independents." It's that most of them are as predictably partisan as everyone else.

I buy it. Of course the question is, why is it that the media "coninual[ly] talk[s] about independents as if they're some giant, dominant, bloc," when, in truth most of the electorate is partisan to a pretty big degree?


If I might venture a response: the media likes the idea of independants because partisanship is icky--particularly when they're partisan Democrats. The only people worth anything are Real Americans, who are independent, hearty, salt-of-the-earth types. This means Republicans and independents who are actually Republicans. Occasionally it means culturally conservative Democrats (remember the Pennsylvania primary?). It doesn't mean urban blacks--rich or poor. It doesn't mean urban professionals. It doesn't mean urbanites of any sort. Of course, that's a key Democratic constituency. It means suburbanites--if they're white and "independent."


You see, partisanship is icky, and a purely beltway phenomenon (according to CW). In order to demonstrate that they're not beltway, media folks like to imagine themselves as divorced from partisanship, so they obsess over Real Americans, who are, of course, independents and culturally conservative.


I'll admit, I don't have a lot of evidence for this, but if you want a little, think about Chris Matthews bloviating about Obama's bowling score and orange juice choices, because that proved that he wasn't a Real American. Of course, neither of those things says anything about being a Real (or to use Matthews's word) Average American. It shows he doesn't bowl well and he likes OJ. But, since the truth is that most of the media and pundocracy is thoroughly beltway, they come up with meaningless signifiers of what they imagine Real America to be like, and then beat the shit out of those icky parisans who don't fit that bill.


Well this has turned into a semi-incoherent rant. I think that means it's time for me to call it a post and hit publish.


Sorry about that.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Whoops!

I'm back--I hope. If you're wondering why posting's been spotty (well, nonexistent) these last few days, look no further than these two delightful projects:




Wilder Voice vol. 5, iss. 8 should be hitting Oberlin this Friday. She clocks in at a very reasonable 64 pages (60 nominal), and cost the school $2,000 (by the by, none of that went to me).


And of course, my senior recital, "THE ODYSSEY".
EVERYONE MUST COME.
Saturday, December 5, 2009 at 4:30 PM in Fairchild Chapel.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Station Identification


Whip It!

It's a sunny and crazy Monday afternoon here in Oberlin. No posts yesterday due to onset of crazy, crazy amounts of work and a need to sleep on my part.


This is Ich Bin Ein Oberliner


I'll be in around 6.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Oberliner Strikes Back!


Martha Moldovan
Illustration appeared in Spring, 2009 Issue of Wilder Voice, v.4, i.7

Apologies, I suppose, are in order for the paucity of posting this last semester. But, as summer housekeeping is in full swing, I have returned my attention to this blog, and you can expect some changes. Not only will I be posting more regularly, but I'm pleased to announce a guest blogger or two will be stopping by to share their insights (more on this later).


As you know, I split my time between this blog and the blog for which Oberlin pays me to write (expect more posts there as well). Nevertheless, I find the official Oberlin blog somewhat restricting, as posts there are expected to be Oberlin related. So, posting here should resume in earnest this week.


On the docket this week: (1) Why we need an epistemology of punditry; (2) The unfortunate rise of the bro-flick; (3) And much much more.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Jabberwocky


Illustration by Sir John Tenniel (1820-1914)
Here
You've got to love Public Domain

Here's a bit of jaded student wisdom: always temper expectations. Let's specify: (1) don't let an unfamiliar professor catch you being smart at the beginning of term and stupid at the end; (2) don't tell people every detail of a grand plan then fail to get them all done. It's better to (1) look stupid at the beginning of term and look smart at the end, and (2) it's better to give people a sketch then astound them with everything you've been able to fill in.


My intuition is that this is pretty much bullshit. But for the last couple of weeks, it feels like it's come from a burning bush.


All of this is a kind of mea culpa. I haven't blogged in quite some time. I've been caught up in work (too much of it), extracurriculars (far too many of them), and a crippling writers' block that can only come from a combination of reading writing about writing and a sudden gush of expectations.


Of course, I have things I want to say; no one loves the sound of their own voice--or the look of their own prose--more than I (except maybe Republican congressmen). I just haven't had the time, or the ability, to spit it the fuck out. The last time I tried to write a blog post, all that came out was this:

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


You see the problem.


The next post should shed some light on my crippling expectations-related writers' block, but, for now, all you need to know is that I'm back. If you're good.


Also, there's a chance (not a big one, mind you) that I'll have some exciting and possibly hit-inducing news about the future of this blog. So, stay tuned for that.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Metapost: I've Gone Pro

BUT I'M STILL KEEPING IT REAL


This is me, getting paid to blog.
At Oberlin Blogs, here

I've waited to post about this, as the website wasn't up for, well, a long time. But I've started a paid (yes, paid) blogging job for lovely Oberlin College. I'm still not sure what the parameters I (can I say mean things about Krislov?--our dear president--what about Student Senate? Republicans? Of the Oogady-Boogady variety?). Whatever. I'm just psyched that I'm getting paid.


You can go here and read more of my rambling writing. w00t.


Okay, this week, I know I was absent. I needed, I think a break from blogging (paid or otherwise) in the aftermath of the pre/post election freakout. And this dry spell (hmm... word choice?) wasn't limeted to oberliner. I haven't been able to write my papers either.


Part of this is my prep for my upcoming recital, for which I am quite nervous and less prepared than I would like. The other part is probably just writers' block. Whatevs.


I'm back, baby.



Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Midterm Dispatch


Mudd Library
Here.

A quick break from the soul-crushing midterm week: In A-Level of Mudd (our library), you can get a scalp massage. And free food. And free coffee. Awesome.


In other news, I strongly encourage everyone to read the following two posts from Ezra Klein (here and here). Maybe this will whet your appetite:

A couple older writers have asked me what happens if Obama wins the election and loses the white working class, and seemed confused by my reply that "he becomes president." The emergent post-McGovern coalition uniting the professional class with minorities with the young and with the poor is not, as far as I can tell, considered a particularly legitimate demographic coalition. Too many of its members drink Starbucks coffee or something.

Sorry I'm too busy to blog for real. Maybe tomorrow...

Monday, September 8, 2008

Fresh Starts


Keegan Wenkman

And now, the prodigal son returns. Or something. I'm back, both at Oberlin, and here at Ich Bin Ein Oberliner. If you feel I owe you an apology, then I'm sorry. If not, then I'm not sorry.


Either way, it's pretty paralyzing thinking of all the things I should have been writing about this last month. So, instead of trying to make up for lost time, why don't you just pretend I haven't ever left.


Easy, right.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Quote of the Day, With Meta!


Sorry, gentle reader(s), for the delay in my blogging. To make up for it, here is a fun quote from Thers, over at Whiskey Fire:

[R]iddle me this: how do they make Obama the heavy-lifting mega-butch Negro who wants to fuck your sister, AND the effete latte-sipping elitist... at exactly the same time?

What totally fucking thrills me about this campaign season is that we're going to find out the answer to this question. Whee.


On an unrelated note, expect The Month in Review later today, as well as a review of the first Northlanders arc, a couple of books, and John McCain's exciting campaign message


Also, Sweet Jesus They're Prolific!

Thursday, April 17, 2008

I Can't Help Myself; Neither Can They


Keegan Wenkman
Here.

I know I said I'd stop talking about the debate/Biter-gate!!!111/Our relentlessly stupid media, but I couldn't help but notice this (via Dday at Digby, here). It's a GAO report titled "The United States Lacks a Comprehensive Plan to Destroy the Terrorist Threat and Close the Safe Haven in Pakistan's Federally Administered Tribal Areas."


Here's my point. Yesterday's debate featured questions on why Obama doesn't wear a flag pin. McCain, as has been pointed out here, sometimes doesn't wear a flag pin. This is an issue for Obama not McCain. The only reason is that there is a perception in the media that Obama's patriotism--as a Democrat--is already in question whereas McCain's isn't. Why? Because, as Glenn Greenwald told me in a phone interview a couple of weeks back:


[I]f you oppose American wars, as Democrats have sometimes done—much more than Republicans—then it means that you’re afraid to fight, you’re unwilling to fight, and you don’t think the country is just in its fights and that makes you both weak and unpatriotic.

While the media is obsessing over its own, empirically inadiquate narrative, the GAO released a report saying that we have no strategy to fight Al-Quaida. So, basically, flag pins are important for showing toughness on National Security (if you're a Democrat), but actually fighting terrorism isn't (if you're a Republican).


I'm sorry, I lied when I said I wasn't going to write about this stuff; I can't help myself. But then again, neither can the media.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Press Clippings IV & Going to New York


Stanley Downwood
here
He does art for Radiohead

Well, I'm really not that sorry about my lack of updates these last few days. I've been taking some time off, visiting friends and family in Minneapolis and New York. But, I'm back now.


Also, more press for me and Oberliner. I entered an essay competition for the magazine, The Nation a while back, and, dispite the fact that I have yet to hear directly from The Nation itself, it looks like I've won. Here's what they excerpted:

A NEW DEAL (RE)GENERATION? To commemorate the seventy-fifth anniversary of the New Deal, and to remind the next generation of progressive leaders of their movement's historical roots, The Roosevelt Institution and The Nation sponsored a student essay contest, asking young writers to reflect on the importance of the New Deal to current political thought. The winner, John West of Oberlin College, composed a spirited defense of the New Deal's collective civic consciousness. His essay, "When and How?" is excerpted below. To read it and the four finalists' entries in their entirety, go to www.thenation.com/student.

"The ethos of the New Deal is gone today. 'The era of big government is over,' President Clinton proclaimed, and, with a stroke of his pen, stripped welfare from its moral underpinnings. Social Security, one of the last tangible policies of the New Deal era, has been divorced from the spirit of Roosevelt's vision.... If we reject this conservative framework, we can replace it with our own. If we argue that government has a responsibility to the most vulnerable, we can make the debate about the methods government will use to fight injustice, rather than about how small government should become. If we take this stand, not only will we fulfill the moral imperative of the New Deal, but we can, once again, build a progressive electoral majority."


Next up, new comics and books and sketches of upcoming reviews.


I'll start by talking about Jason Aaron's Scalped put out by Vertigo--the HBO of the comics world (I'm not sure who said that, I think Brian Vaughan). It's a gritty, pulpy crime story set on a Lakota indian reservation. The lead character, Dashiell "Dash" Bad Horse--I can only assume it's a reference to The Maltese Falcon--is, rather perfectly an FBI agent, "undercover as himself".


In many ways it like Northlanders, just with a tighter thematic foucus on the conflict between one's cultural identity and one's personal agendas. Obviously, Northlanders has Vikings and there's more poignancy with its sweet, sad, crushing inevitability. Scalped is anger--raw and unremorseful.


I'm reading Egger's short stories again--How We Are Hungry. They're well-crafted and well-written and, often, quite beautiful. Eggers does, however, have the unfortunate habit of being obnoxiously cute. Lines like "The horses had no symbolic value" and "This story is not about Pilar and Hand falling in love" can be somewhat frustrating when stuck in the middle of otherwise ernest and subtle stories. Its like he can't help himself; he needs to let the reader know that he isn't that self-serious.


The Proulx isn't bad. And Chabon's novel The Final Solution was excellent, aside from the occasional the overly long and complicated sentences. It's fun to see a good writer expariment with themes and modes. It's Sherlock Holmes, but, thematically new and fun. Here's the epigraph:

The distinction's always fine
between detection and invention.
-Mary Jo Salter


All right. I'm going to bed. More to come.

Monday, September 3, 2007

The Month In Review

Yes, I am still alive. I'm in a new apartment and quitting my job next week. I'm leaving for Montreal in a couple weeks. I'm playing a recital on Friday. I've been trying to learn some balance in my life (with some success...). Old friends have left town or come into town. It's been a busy, busy week, which is why I didn't post. Sorry.

Now, a quick check in on the books completed book list.

  • Warren Ellis, aut. and Ben Templesmith illust., Fell, issues one through eight (comic, up-to-date)
  • Warren Ellis, aut. and J.H. Williams III, illust., Desolation Jones, issues one through six (comic, up-to-date)
  • Robert Hass, Praise (poetry)
  • Shamus Heaney, trans. (Sophocles' Ajax) The Burial at Thebes
  • Courtney Queeney, Filibuster to Delay a Kiss (poetry)

Now for books left incomplete.

  • Billy Collins, The Trouble With Poetry (poetry)
  • Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold
  • Haruki Murikami, The Elephant Vanishes (short stories)
  • Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow

The only one I'm a little pissed about is the Marquez, because I lost the friggin' book. But, alas, whatever. I do plan on getting back into The Pynchon Project, and the Collins, as annoying as it can be, does have moments of brilliance. Furthermore, the Murikami, is of course, amazing, and I want to finish that up before I get to work on Norwegian Wood, the book of his I just got.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

A Dispatch From The Very Nearly Nowhere

I know I said that I'd still be updating while on vacation. I lied. Sorry.

I'm giving my two weeks for my current job today. Woot. It's about goddamn time. I don't have a job set up, but this one has sucked my soul for long enough. I'm moving on Sunday. You might say I'm movin' on up, to a big old apartment in the sky/a shitty duplex apartment next to a crack house on West Seventh. Still, woot.

I don't know where the time has gone up here. I've spent my days painting, practicing, talking, sleeping in, making terrifically planned, poorly executed food, and reading by the lake. It's been amazing.

I've been extraordinarily grateful for friendships, for A___, who came up with me, for a number of friends back home and from my former life, (not in the supernatural sense...) one of whom it was painful, but amazing to talk with.

I know I'm being cryptic and vague and talking far too much about my personal life, but I feel 100% rejuvenated; getting out of my current living situation has been a godsend. The perspective it's given me, the sense of peace--ah, fuck it, you get the point.

Just thought I'd let you know.

In other news, White-Bread, formerly It Has Happened Before, has changed names yet again. Adventures in Cognitive Dissonance has an excellent art post up, featuring a topless Kate Moss photo, so, no kids allowed.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Did You Miss Me?

The storm knocked out my internet, and I was too lazy to try writing from an internet cafe, plus, the set up I have to use is a little unwieldy, as the cooling fan on my computer is dead, necessitating a small room fan and many large books. Too much information? Probably. The point is that I'm sorry for not writing, and, since my site gets about two hits a day, I'm sorry to you two, whoever you are.

THINGS TO COME:
ich bin ein oberliner reviews Stardust, The Burial at Thebes, gloats over Karl Rove's retirement, is still reading Gravity's Rainbow, loves the new Believer, bitches about his (lack of) love life and other cliched things, and gets ready for a vacation!