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Posted by on Aug 21, 2012 in Blog, Politics, What's Left | 3 comments

Murder in Black and White

 

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A few days ago, a white woman was murdered in St. Louis.

You may have heard about this tragic story.  It was posted everywhere.  The 23-year-old woman, a former college volleyball player, was attacked in the front seat of her car in a parking lot and killed.  She was shot to death.  No one knows why.  The killer is still at large.

Everyone described the young woman as a wonderful person.  She was pretty.  She was popular.  She had her whole future ahead of her – tragically cut short in an act of utter senselessness.  Her photo is posted above.

But what else happened that same day? What else happened on the very day that Megan Boken died?

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Posted by on Aug 20, 2012 in Blog, Essays, Personal | 2 comments

Pet Sounds

 

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Alex — Our 11-year-old stray adopted from a shelter in Washington, DC

 

A few years ago, a famous Italian winemaker came to the United States on a mission.  He was determined to open up a new restaurant in the Seattle area.

The winemaker and aspiring restauranteur was in the process of hiring his staff.  While conducting job interviews with each applicant, he made it a point to pose one rather unusual question to each of his prospective employees.  It didn’t matter if the position was for manager, cook ,waiter, or dishwasher.  The question was always asked.

“Do you own any pets?”

Pets?  This seemed like a very strange question.  Especially for a job interview at a restaurant.  After all, the applicants weren’t applying for jobs in a pet store.

But the winemaker had his personal reasons for posing such a seemingly oddball question.  Immediately after asking about their pets, he watched the eyes and monitored the expressions of all those who were sitting across the table, eagerly hoping to be part of his new restaurant.  He listened carefully to the way each applicant spoke about their pets.  Were they excited?  Were there expressions of love in their voices?  For those who did not own a pet, was there a desire to get one someday?  For those who no longer had a pet, did they grow up with dogs and cats?  If so, how did they feel about them?

Naturally, this was a curious thing.  The winemaker was asked what any of this had to do with owning and operating a successful restaurant.

“Why do you ask every applicant if they own a pet?” he was asked by the person who told me this story.  The winemaker’s answer was intriguing.

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Posted by on Aug 18, 2012 in Blog, Politics | 3 comments

Will Those Who Praised George W. Bush For “Keeping Us Safe” Now Give the Same Credit to President OBAMA?

 

You remember the line of bullshit.

“Well, at least President Bush kept us safe.”

In 2004, that line pretty much summed up George W. Bush’s re-election slogan.  He ran a presidential campaign based entirely on fear — and it worked.  The slogan later became Bush’s swan song when he left office, since there wasn’t much else to brag about during eight years of crony capitalism, unless pushing the economy to the brink of depression deserves mention.

Indeed, at least President Bush could make one bold claim, which was — “he kept us safe.”

We won’t spend too much time here, citing the obvious white elephant taking a dump on simple logic.  Recall, the worst attack on America since Pearl Harbor happened on President Bush’s watch.  Accordingly, for anyone to suggest the former president “kept the nation safe” brings to mind the absurd imposition hypothetically posed to Mary Todd Lincoln on the night of her husband’s assassination at Ford’s Theatre.  “Other than the gunshot blast to your husband’s temple, Mrs. Lincoln — did you enjoy the play?”

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Posted by on Aug 17, 2012 in Blog, Music and Concert Reviews, Rants and Raves | 4 comments

Nolan Dalla Rants: DJ’S Earning Millions — Madness Spinning Out of Control

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I swear — I’m not making this up.

A few days ago, a story appeared in the Las Vegas Review-Journal about a so-called “superstar DJ.”

I know.  I had to do a doubletake on that one, too.  “SUPERSTAR DJ.”

He reportedly earned $2 million last year.

Just in case you don’t get it — a “superstar DJ” is a personality (I cringe at the notion of celebrity) who is invited to a special event — usually a hot nightclub opening or swim party — to come in and (hold your breath) spin records.

That’s right — spin records. As in pop a few LPs on a turntable and pump up the volume.

Which begs the first question — wouldn’t it be a helluva’ lot easier to just load up a few CDs, hit the “play” button, and watch the dancing begin?  In the ecstasy-laced fantasyland of velvet ropes, VIP lines, and $22 cocktails, you think anyone in these high-priced insane asylums would know the fucking difference?

So, like I said — the “superstar DJ” shows up on a busy Friday or Saturday night and plays club music.  You know what I’m talking about — that inpenatrable thunder of batshit with the bass turned up so fucking loud your eardrums explode.  You know, that techno-jizz created by pre-programmed software. You know, that mindless industrial gunk played so goddamned loud you can’t even hear the person next to you  screaming in your ear.  Then again, maybe that’s the appeal.

I’m told these clubs are little more than meat markets.  How anyone actually picks up someone in one of these places is a complete mystery.  I mean, what’s a the typical opening line, “What a nice girl like you doing in a shithole like this?”

Stick with me.  There’s a punch line coming.

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Posted by on Aug 16, 2012 in Blog, Movie Reviews | 2 comments

Movie Review: “Beasts of the Southern Wild”

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MOVIE REVIEW:  “BEASTS OF THE SOUTHERN WILD”

 

The opening scene in “Beasts of the Southern Wild” begins with great promise.  We’re introduced to an enchanting seven-year-old girl, played to perfection by newcomer Quvenzhane Wallis.  She takes us by the hand on what will be a narrative adventure into her unseen world — the murky backwaters of the Louisiana Bayou.  As starting credits rolled, I thought to myself that I was about to experience one of the best films of the year.

Instead, an hour later, I was standing out in the lobby following a walkout.

So — what happened?

Critics have fallen all over themselves in reviews of this film.  It’s received almost universal praise – for cinematography, story, performances, and originality.

It’s easy to see why the reviews have been so positive.  Indeed, the film is original.  It’s emotional.  It’s a tremendous cinematic achievement, especially given its low budget ($1.8 million, paltry by Hollywood standards).  Filming in a swamp, which is the setting for the entire film, must have been a daunting challenge.  Moreover, for a film with no known actors, the performances prove to be not only realistic, but perhaps too convincing for conventional tastes.

So – why did I storm out of this film?

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