Punch and Arcuri.

Had a feeling it was going to be this bad, but honestly… I guess I didn’t realize how bad “this bad” truly could be. The congressional district I live in (NY-24) is being completely flooded with ads paid for by both candidates and independent front groups. Watch five minutes of commercial television and you will see an unrelenting battle between these forces, in which the ads overwhelmingly spotlight the candidates they oppose. They’ve got the low, ominous music, the gravel-voice guy, the nasal, sarcastic-sounding lady, the uncomplimentary photos of Brand X candidate, all cloudy and grayscaled. Some are clearly national ads customized to fit the district; others home made. All are execrable.

It would be no surprise to anyone who reads this blog that I have voted for (and even volunteered for) Michael Arcuri (D-NY) in the past. That is not because of any deep or enduring loyalty towards the candidate; again, I vote strategically. His election means one less vote for Boehner and the crew. (Remember: When you stay home, you ride with Boehner). But I have to say, his ads are as childish as those of his opponent. In fact, some of them seem calculated to alienate the most hard-core of Democratic party constituencies – those traditional left anti-war folks who hold their noses every two years to vote for the lesser of two evils. Arcuri’s got an ad out accusing his opponent of supporting a group that will “cut defense spending in half”. Like that would be a bad thing.

Still, the evident power struggle that’s playing itself out from coast to coast is hard to abstain from, particularly when you see inflammatory ads that so distort the history of the last two years. Tagging the TARP bailout to Obama. Saying the stimulus “failed”. Even with all this, though, it isn’t merely the factual distortions that make these ads detestable. One must recall that advertising – unlike many other forms of speech – is crafted to have an emotional impact. It’s not just that they are inaccurate. Far more crucially, they are designed to discourage people, to scare them, and to make them more cynical.

The result of all this? Another class of badly compromised legislators, no matter who wins any individual race. Hence, government becomes more dysfunctional as elections become more driven by corporate cash. Mission accomplished!

luv u,

jp

Gravitas.

The thing about sFshzenKlyrn … If you dare him to do something, he’s just liable to do it. Kind of a 14-year-old Earth kid in that way.

Second leg of our interstellar tour is now underway, and we’ve already broken some records. I mean 45s and LPs – Mitch Macaphee, our mad science advisor, insists on bringing his cache of vintage sides with him everywhere he goes. (He’s an analog kind of guy.) That’s where the dare comes in. You know how these deep space passages can be – lots of time on our hands, watching asteroids go by. A few hours pass in silence and you start looking for something to do. That’s when anti-Lincoln dared sFshzenKlyrn to spin a record in mid air with his heat ray vision. Now, I know what you’re going to say … they are in Big Green’s entourage, and therefore, their actions are our responsibility. Well… that only makes sense on Planet Earth, my friends. Whole different ball game out yonder.

Well all right, so… whoever may ultimately be responsible, sFshzenklyrn started spinning that sucker with his various rays, turning it several notches faster than 45rpm I suppose, until it shattered into splinters. As luck would have it, the artificial gravity was off at that moment, so the shards just floated off in all directions. (I’m still finding them in the oddest places.) Now, one would think that that experience would have been enough to discourage any further attempts at the same, but if one would think that, one would most certainly be wrong. Explosions are what Anti-Lincoln lives for. They are his elixir. He must have more!

All those rare sides! Some of them broken to bits, others vaporized, some melted into caramel-like pretzels. A dismal end for Mitch’s record collection, to be sure. He didn’t take it very well. In fact, I think he’s building something special for Anti-Lincoln… something that may be the gift of a lifetime. Marvin (my personal robot assistant) has a sixth sense about these things, and he’s been avoiding Mitch’s cabin like it’s a fire hole. (For all I know, it may be a fire hole. Fire in the hole!) Crikey… if we make it to Antares in one piece, I will be astounded.

B.t.w. – our next gig is on Antares, that crazy red giant in Scorpio. (Our old neighbor Gung-Ho thinks it’s a commie solar system, but that’s just his thing.) Let you know when we get there.

Citizens unite!

Dear progressives and like-minded folks… set aside your various misgivings with respect to the Democratic party for the next few weeks. Just consider this:

Point one: Not your daddy’s GOP. As bad as this past two years have been, it could get much worse. And with the current crop of Republicans in charge of Congress, it most certainly will. Anyone with the memory of an ant can recall what the last G.O.P. congress was like. This next one would be far more destructive, as some of the moderating influences have been removed and the more radical elements brought to the fore. We will see Mike Pence, Darrell Issa, and Michele Bachmann in leadership positions. This will mean destructive legislation, impeachment proceedings, and god knows what else.

Point two: Corporate cash. It likely has not escaped your attention that corporate interests – spearheaded by the U.S. Chamber of Commerce – are pouring money into this election like never before. Newly empowered by the Supreme Court’s execrable Citizens United decision, non-party groups are performing as cutouts for the financial industry, the energy sector, manufacturing, you name it. Karl Rove’s groups alone have raised more than $50 million and are now shooting for $65 million; the Chamber something like $75 million. They see an opportunity to bag this election, and they’re willing to spend the coin to make it happen.

Which brings us to Point three: United citizens. The only thing we have to fight this election with is our votes. We cannot match their dollars. But their pricey ad buys are worth nothing if enough people get off their butts and vote against the shills they are funding. Sure, I know… if we had strong candidates, it wouldn’t even be a contest. That’s partly true, though in the case of people like Russ Feingold, money is definitely the problem. We can trump the fortunes of the well-heeled if we’re willing to exercise our franchise as voters. The key is thinking of voting as a strategic act, rather than a literal expression of support. Do I ever wholeheartedly support the people I vote for? No. But voting is one strategy amongst many. The right understands this. The rest of us must begin to.

So hold your nose, cross yourself, whatever the hell you have to do. Just vote against the money bags. And have your fights with non-Republican legislators and executives…. just not in a general election. That’s cutting off your nose to spite your face.

luv u,

jp

Weird ass music since 1986