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A Note Left on a Car

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Shared with me by one of the guys in our D&D group:

Army Boy,

You dickhead, mass-murdering slime, the only thing you defend is your right to kill poor brown-skinned people. Die you scum!

How pleasant.

Polismancy

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Awhile ago over at 2Blowhards there was a post about Mel Gibson, and one comment in particular by a commenter titled Brian came back to me recently upon seeing this more recent news item. A short summary: Rob Reiner wants Gibson to repudiate The Passion as anti-semitic.

Here is Brian’s comment:

But the main reason I’m siding (lukewarmly) with Gibson is because of comments like this one at Anne Thompson’s site, by someone calling himself “Bill Hicks”:

The conservative spin doctors should come to understand a basic fact regarding Mel Gibson’s situation: you are not in control of this outcome – we are. You can flood the press and internet with an apologist defense of Mr. Gibson, but his dilemma and “journey” will be over at a time and place of our choosing. We decided to not accept Mr. Gibson’s first apology because it was not sufficient. In forcing him to address the Jewish community, we attained our first goal: to have Mr. Gibson meet with prominent Jewish leaders to discuss his anti-Semitism. Once this dialogue has begun, rest assured that there will be 2 more press releases from Mr. Gibson in the future. One, he will directly repudiate the comments of his anti-Semitic father, Hutton Gibson. And two, he will apologize for the virulent and deliberate anti-Semitic content of his recent passion play, “The Passion of the Christ”. He will also reject the film and permanently disassociate himself from it as part of this apology. This is the path Mr. Gibson put himself on, and we have no intention of letting him stray from it. The alternative for Mr. Gibson is the end of his career. We’ve succeeded in forcing two apologies, and ABC’s decision to drop his Holocaust project. If he chooses not to complete his penance, we’ll ensure his movies do not get distributed through a series of boycotts that will make the entertainment business think twice about ever working with Mr. Gibson again.

Yikes! Gibson’s guilty of dubious opinions, but his enemies are revelling in the prospect of neo-fascist thugocracy. Which side is worse? “I have sworn upon the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man.” Tom Jefferson said that.

I don’t particularly care about Mel Gibson, and the last movie I saw that he starred in or directed was Mad Max 2, but I do see this whole endeavor as an extremely shady deal. Talk about using religion as a cudgel, though…

Blackfacing Fantasy

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Via Bankuei I find this link to an open letter about fans dressing up as drow or other dark-skinned characters using makeup. In general I find cosplay to be a heinous practice but when it comes down to cosplay or thought-police I’ll side with cosplay.

Quoth the post-author:

My question is not why you would dress up in Blackface anymore- I’ve heard all the defenses and rationalizations- my question is now, WHY AREN’T you dressing as the many characters in movies, comics, or anime who either are nazis or look like klansmen?

If we’re going down the route of what my >impressions are, rather than what the author’s intent is — they do. Notice to anyone dressing up as a military officer from Full Metal Alchemist: Don’t you know how unacceptable it is to dress as a Nazi? It’s not even merely the resemblance of their military uniforms. The Full Metal Alchemist movie makes the Nazi connection to the military in the anime series pretty explicit.

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Censored by the RIAA

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Years ago I used to be a huge song-lyrics junkie — A CD that came without song lyrics in the liner notes was an offense to decency. Particularly because I didn’t (at the time) listen to very much music I often found it difficult to decipher what the lyrics to a song were. I remember one particular night when I was working out and listening to the radio a new song came on — I couldn’t understand the lyrics entirely, but it was a rock song that seemed to be, from what I could tell, a song about a group of young English lads going to a convenience store and robbing it for cigarettes.

Awhile later I ended up buying the album that the song was on, without knowing that the song was from that band or album. I heard the song and remembered it, but when I looked up the lyrics online their content was quite different from my pseudo-narrative rock song robbing a store for cigarettes. It turns out the lyrics were about California falling into the ocean. Minor mistake.

In any case I eventually grew out of the phase of needing to know all the lyrics to a song — Since I have started listening to much more music in the past few years than I ever have before I am usually much better about discerning lyrics. But it’s not that I don’t need written lyrics, it’s that in a sense the lyrics are ephemeral so long as they are only part of the song. As soon as I see them written down a different part of my brain kicks in — A critical-reading part of my brain that will look at song lyrics and realize how poor they are. Once this has happened my critical instinct will bleed over into my enjoyment of the song.

Well, even though I’m no longer a lyrics junkie I can respect those who are. That’s why when I saw this Digg.com story I became, at least for a few seconds, totally incensed. I suppose I should just consider it par for the course that the RIAA will attempt to use the legal system to shut down anything they don’t like. Sharing songs you like? Wrong. Sharing lyrics you like? Wrong. What’s next, going after a cappella groups? Tabulature sites? Please.

Related: RIAA Radar. Check to see if your music purchases support the RIAA. Surprisingly few (mostly old CDs) in my library.

Update: Funny comment on Digg by a user named Frostcrow:

Once upon a time people didn’t have refrigerators / freezers. If you wanted ice you had to buy it from the ice company , they brought it by in big blocks.

If the RIAA had been the ice company, when freezers started showing up in homes they would have started suing people for using their freezers to freeze water…

Victory of the Crude

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I checked Protein Wisdom some time yesterday evening and noticed this post,

Yeah, it ain’t worth it

Later.

Back when all this is settled. Once and for all.

Rather cryptic. Obviously this had something to do with Frisch, but I have no clue what. I checked Frisch’s blog but saw only her solemn denials of her previous activity on Jeff’s comments and her willingness to ban anyone who doesn’t want to engage in her whitewashing campaign. No crows of victory or other public displays of stupidity. I then browsed Jeff’s previous post:

If anybody needs me…

…I’ll be at Coors field, watching a once-promising Rockies’ season disappear in a flurry of bad coaching and disappointing clutch hitting.

This had quite a number of comments on it for being a post that essentially says, “I’m not here.” Baseball talk? I begin to read the comments.

KM on 07/27 at 08:57 PM makes the following comment, which I found eerie in itself:

If Goldstein’s at the game … and take my word for it, no chance of rain tonight … that means nobody’s watching this thread. Yet it remains eerily under control.

Vencemeros (barricades@aol.com) on 07/27 at 09:06 PM follows with:

that means nobody’s watching this thread

Well now’s the chance to take it over.

Debi, Glen et al. (and I do mean et al.), are you with me?

Preserving the rest of the comments behind the cut as a cross-reference. The text of these was taken about 2am Central time, July 28th. Lets see if we get any more frantic lies of redaction.

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The Empire Strikes Back

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So a few days ago I came across an article about Ben Barres’ article in Nature. (Very meta, I know, writing an article about an article about an article.) You can find a hundred of these with no effort, simply search on Google for “Barres” and “Nature” — The specific one I read isn’t important. Just for easy reference, here is the version from the Boston Globe that I’m quoting from.

In an interview with the Globe, Barres said his understanding of what it’s like to be a woman and a man in the sciences proves that women face significant discrimination. But he did not become an active feminist until January 2005, when Harvard president Lawrence H. Summers, who stepped down two weeks ago, suggested that women lack the same “intrinsic aptitude” for science as men.

Barres’ article is part of a coordinated media campaign to control the aftermath of the Larry Summers affair. According to the papers, Barres’ personal (anecdotal) experience outweighs the reams of evidence that support the fact that Men and Women are biologically different and that these differences can explain some of the variations of distribution we see in the real world. Anyone with even a moderately scientifically informed world-view can see that Barres’ experience is just that — His own. The thesis being presented here is, “Larry Summers spoke in heavily qualified terms about well-established scientific and common sense facts. One man’s experience shows that Summers was wrong!”

The statements that Summers, Pinker, and Mansfield made about women “are all wrongful and personal attacks on my character and capabilities, as well as on my colleagues’ and students’ abilities and self-esteem,” Barres wrote in Nature. “I will certainly not sit around silently and endure them.”

The agenda here is truly preposterous, so I was glad when I saw Agnostic over at Gene Expression do a takedown of Barres’ article. Agnostic does a better job at demolishing the antiscientific attitudes behind Barres opining than I could do, so read the whole thing.

Three Others Point Back at You…

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For awhile I’ve been meaning to talk a bit about the situation over at Jeff Goldstein’s Protein Wisdom. If you haven’t been made aware of this situation, a slight recap –

The immediate situation involves one commenter on Jeff’s site, namely “Southwestpaw” who made some pretty sick remarks to Jeff. To wit:

Thanx for replying, Jeff. I’d rather shoot you too – as I said elsewhere, if I woke up tomorrow and learned that someone else had shot you and your “tyke” it wouldn’t slow me down one iota. You aren’t “human” to me. I get the feeling the feeling’s mutual.

I thought it would be fun, seeing as you’ve allowed all kinds of gross conversation about me and my body parts, to talk about your “tyke” some. Is it a girl? A boy? How old? I really want to devote some verbal attention to your tyke, the way your buddies have devoted verbal attention to me. I want to know what types of orifices your “tyke” has, how big they are, etc. before I start my shpiel.

So if you could just tell me the AGE and SEX of your “tyke,” I’d be stoked!

Thanx!

Ooh. Two year old boy. Sounds hot. You live in Colorado, I see. Hope no one Jon-Benets your baby.

Are you still married to the woman you humped to produce the toddler?

Jeff: Never should have brought my kid into this, Deb. Big mistake.

Oooh. I am one scared troll, Jeffy boy. You tolerated your pissants making disgusting comments about my body but now that I’ve dragged your pathetic progeny into the picture, your panties are in a knot. Just as I suspected.

Now you are threatening my livelihood, making veiled threats about Wal-Mart.

I reiterate: If some nutcase kidnapped your child tomorrow and did to her what was done to your fellow Coloradan, Jon-Benet Ramsey, I wouldn’t give a damn.

I feel bad about all the Iraqis and American soldiers who have died for a lie. I wouldn’t cry a single tear if your offspring were offed tomorrow.

This infuriates you and makes you want to retaliate by threatening my livelihood.

I say, Jeffy boy, bring it on. Show us all what your are made of, you pathetic, failed scholar, writer, intellectual. This is your intellectual claim to fame – this fourth rate den of blathering.

Protein Wisdom=Lipid Stupidity.

Got neurons, you stupid mofo?

It’s 9:03 where I am (Eugene, OR) and I predicted you would ban me by 9:00.

My understanding is that you haven’t banned me, but you are threatening my livelihood. That is, Jeffy boy, you have threatened to “tell on me” to someone that you perceive to be “my boss.” That’s actually more sissified than banning, if you think about it.

So, Jeffy boy, could you clarify what you have done or intend to do to try to derail my livelihood and send me off to work at Wal-Mart? Could you come out of the closet and say what you have done or intend to do, you pathetic little tattle-tale, neutered, rightwing a-hole?

Give your pathetic progeny (I sure hope that mofo got good genes from his mama!) a big fat tongue-filled kiss from me! LOTS AND LOTS OF SALIVA from Auntie MOONBAT, if you don’t mind!

Somehow, Jeffy boy, I think you get off on the possibility of Frenching your pathetic progeny, even if it is a boy. You seem like a VERY, VERY sick mofo to me, bro.

There are a few unusual things going on here: The first is that the commenter in question, the aforementioned “Southwestpaw,” posted under her own identity. Her comments linked directly to her own website, www.debfrisch.com. Apparently, Deborah Frisch was a professor at the University of Arizona (she has since resigned).

Agam’s Gecko comments:

Remember, this wasn’t coming from nobody@nowhere.com. She was proudly doing this as Deborah Frisch, adjunct professor of psychology at the University of Arizona, providing a handy link to her own website containing years of her own inane writings and “poetry.” A cursory check of her history on the inter-tubes also showed that she had previously held a position at the National Science Foundation (!) as a “decision scientist” specialising in “risk management” (!!). Someone turned up a webpage detailing her invitation to FBI headquarters at Quantico, as a resource for a workshop on how such fields relate to terrorism investigations (!!!). I’m sorry, but it’s completely impossible to make this stuff up.

The behavior above is absolutely shameful, and it’s really horrendous that any adult human being would engage in it, but it’s one thing to do so as an anonymous commenter venting your frustration, but quite another to do so and willingly soil your own name. That fact alone shows there’s something more at work here — Most likely the obvious candidate that the “Southwestpaw” Deborah Frisch has definite mental issues such that she craves attention, even negative attention.

But this is only part of the story. I wrote earlier about Jeff Goldstein’s dustup with another professor, Thersites. During that dramatic episode there was a mysterious anonymous comment left on Thersites’ blog suggesting vulgar things about his [Thersites'] child. Thersites tried to parlay this into a condemnation of Jeff, but was unwilling to collaborate with Jeff when Jeff offered to help discover the identity of the anonymous commenter.

Naturally these things go back even further — Who can say when Jeff Goldstein became an object of fetishized hatred? Whatever the beginning, it continues unabated. Personally, I wonder how long Jeff can take it. Even looking into that realm where he is constantly beset by disgusting bile gives me a headache — How much worse to be the one who is actually being attacked on a daily basis?

In any case, things escalated even further: Jeff’s site was DDoSed several times (I’ve lost count). Deborah Frisch, in the meanwhile, tendered her resignation to the University of Arizona, offered an apology and then reneged upon it. She began claiming Goldstein manufactured her comments (this is after her own guilty conscience led her to resign from her position at the University).

What really concerns me is not Deborah Frisch nor her comments. What concerns me is the ongoing efforts to whitewash Frisch. InsideHigherEd wrote a piece downplaying Frisch’s improprieties without even contacting Goldstein for his take on the matter. Not really news to me, as some acquaintances of mine were similarly mistreated by InsideHigherEd’s shoddy reporting a few months ago. The Tuscon Citizen has a story up that frames the story as a case of incivility gone wrong by both parties. Jeff’s no angel, granted, and I have issues with his rhetoric, but the moral equivalency here leaves a black scar upon every hand that practices it. And these are just somewhat reputable outfits — Scratch the surface and you’ll find a hundred blogs with a thousand comments to the effect of, “Goldstein deserved it” and “Goldstein got his feelings hurt, Frisch lost her job, which is worse?”

Unbelievable.

Deborah Frisch is an insane individual, such outliers exist in every walk of life. But what does it say when substantial numbers of liberal bloggers devote more time to equivocation than condemnation? Let’s be clear here — It’s anyone’s right to ignore the issue, and I don’t expect liberal bloggers to answer for this nutcase. But when the issue is broached, how it’s broached is important. Most of what I’ve seen so far is fingers pointing back at Jeff and that’s just unacceptable. It doesn’t matter what Jeff behaves like online, it can’t justify bringing his wife and kid into that cesspool of hate. We can ignore Debbie but we can’t ignore those fingers.

In this post a few days ago about Eve Fairbanks’ story I mentioned that I thought her terminology was telling. Apparently she thinks it’s a “betrayal” or a “guilty pleasure” to have … independent ideas about politics. I think, fundamentally, this is what drives a lot of the insanity against Jeff. Jeff should have been on their side, but he’s not. He’s a betrayer, which wouldn’t be so bad except — well, he’s been showing up Thersites and other true believers on his blog for years. The boy is a regular Lucifer, so he must be cast down. You say that a third of the stars shall fall? So be it.

Related: Matoko Kusanagi on Defector Theory. The Futurist on related themes.

She was Working…

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A classic story of He Said, She Said, with a twist. A Slashdot user, Guy Montag, was recently featured in an article about the dating site ConservativeMatch.com in The New Republic. Apparently, the young Eve Fairbanks was assigned to go on dates with men she met via ConservativeMatch and then told to write stories about them. His experiences on the date and responses to the article can be read here. The article he is responding to is reproduced in its entirety here. (Strange coincidences: The blog where the article is reproduced is made by the same designer as the one I’m using — No wonder it seemed kind of familiar.)

To be fair, I didn’t have a heck of a lot of problems with Fairbanks’ article: It seems like she did a bit of exaggeration in the name of either writing a more interesting article or appealing to political stereotypes, but on the whole she seems pleasantly surprised by her experiences. Guy seems to take issue with a lot of minor things, but at the same time I can’t really blame him — If it were my character being misrepresented by some deceitful journalist I’m sure I’d take them to task on every piddling little error as well.

The main issue is simply this:

A subversive note or two of liberalism is a feature of many profiles on ConservativeMatch–and of everyone I went on dates with. Shooter told me he drives a hybrid car. One poster does yoga..The edge of guilty-pleasure liberalism in people’s profiles creates an interesting tension on ConservativeMatch… Some of these betrayals are not so benign.

The tone she creates here, intentionally or unintentionally, is one in which her political adversaries are presented, as Guy himself insinuates in later commentary, as “Gorillas in the Mist.” Guilty-pleasure liberalism? Betrayals? This really tells us more about Eve’s own internal caricatures and cliquish perception of politics than it does anything else. Personally, I’d worry if I knew anyone who took having different political ideas as being a betrayal.

Predation

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A week or so ago I was watching television — Shocking, I know. These days, having Tivo, I skip right through the majority of commercials so I must’ve been watching something live. In any case, one of those “The More You Know” style public service announcements came on.

This one was unusual because it featured a girl, probably fifteen or sixteen, talking about meeting a guy over the internet. It then cut to the man, a generous estimate of twenty-five or so (sorry, talking about something I saw once so many days ago breeds ambiguity). Of course the attitude the man was expressing was, “It was so easy, I just pretended to empathize with her and she learned to trust me.” There were several more short cuts between the two monologues, meaning to show the dichotomy between the innocent manipulated girl and the conniving man. The screen goes black and has white text with a voice over: “Internet predators know what they’re doing. Don’t reveal your identity online.”

The whole thing strikes me as fairly ridiculous and mostly self-defeating — When I started using the internet, social customs were significantly different from how they are today. In those days having pictures of yourself was the exception, not the rule. Sharing your real name or any identifying information about yourself was unusual and a significant event. Since that time there’s been a sea change with the advent of cheap digital cameras, the rise of blogs, and networking sites like MySpace.

Old fogey that I am, my reluctance to engage in the now-common practice of putting every detail of your life online tends to be reacted to with incredulousness and suspicion. It also helps that I have that somewhat typical libertarian-style distrust of the government or anyone else who would want to pry into my personal affairs — I have a bit of concern about keeping a blog, but then again I’ve managed to stay under the radar of Google as far as I can tell until now. Having lots of identities and lots of people sharing your identities is reassuring from a privacy standpoint. Sometimes I post as Steven Den Beste, Shamus Young, or Jeff Goldstein, depending on the telluric currents. I am actually most commonly known as the Comte St. Germain — At least, I used to be known as that before I became one of the invisible masters.

The irony is that, in a social sense, the more people are reluctant to share personal information the easier it is for “internet predators” to pass without note. Not that I think [my recollection of] the public-service announcement’s advice is unsound, we certainly could do with a bit more judiciousness in sharing life details online. But ultimately a world of open doors is a much better environment, socially, than a world of closed doors.

A second layer of irony that I see in all of this is the attribution of cynical motivations towards the “internet predator.” Not that I particularly care about the image of such “predators” but it seems like there’s a degree of psychological projection going on here. The self-appointed Crusaders for Justice making such ads themselves are the cynics, and thus they assign their own cynical motivations to others. Maybe I’m being too optimistic about the intelligence of other human beings, but I find it exceedingly unlikely that it’s possible to be so wholly manipulated by a person, even at twelve or thirteen, that you’d be willing to go and meet them without precaution. In order to prevent cognitive dissonance the issue cannot be presented as it undoubtedly is but must be shown as some cynic preying upon some naive young idealist. Naturally it’s the duty of the more mature person to be … more mature. But what word is this, duty? A strange thing to modern ears, to have a duty to society’s mores when love transcends all restrictions society would seek to place on it!

A related story on MySpace that I found a day or two afterwards: Can anyone honestly believe this will work? I think something like this will just go to show how often the supposed victims are complicit in attracting the attention of unsavory types. It’s shocking I know, but shouldn’t we attempt to teach kids how to be sensible instead of endlessly trying to coddle them? (Particularly from threats that are mostly just fabrications of a media hype machine.)