Don’t quite know what to make of this:
With Utah dairy farmer, Bush talks Social Security [SL Trib]
Reporters Notebook from the 2005 Detroit Auto Show [NYT, Sunday Jan. 9 5:27 entry, fyi]
the making of, by greg allen
Don’t quite know what to make of this:
Or ‘U’, for that matter. Or Anybody.
And after Scott McClellan gets through explaining, America will think we’re the ones who’ve been misspelling ‘Challanges’ all these years. [thanks, Tyler]
Bush’s Social Security Phase Out Summit [Yahoo News]
Related: I thought Chas Bowie’s Scott Sforza piece for The Portland Mercury was hilarious and brilliant, and then I realized it was an interview with me.
I’m a bit crazy with an offline deadline, so I’ll just give you your assignment:
Starting with the prospect that wax does not, in fact, melt when submerged in the fiery pits of hell for all eternity by a wrathful God, please plot rank the following in order of sheer implausibility:
Bush has been haunted by the Ghost of Churchill before he went to Canada.
Seriously, though, is there some kind of running bet among the wireservice photographers, whoever discovers the exact shot Scott Sforza has designed for them first, wins a, a what? I have no idea.
Standing on the Shoulders of Giants [wonkette, via MAN]
Bush speech at the Library of Congress Churchill Exhibit, with backdrops on loan from The White House Collection[whitehouse.gov]
Scott, you got me again. I first marveled at photos of this event: “Day-um, Sforza’s advance people got in there and repainted that fine barn with that rustic typeface. And here, I thought the entire state had been turned into an industrial hog factory.”
All images are AP via Yahoo, from inside the Journal Pavilion in Sioux City, Iowa.
Whenever they go to a foreign country, the Bush-Cheney people like to show respect for the quaint local culture, and Hawaii is no different.
Dressing the natives in their colorful local garb and dressing the stage with indigenous plantlife? That’s just like their trip to Africa.
And thoughtfully providing a caption to let us know what country they’re in? Just like their visit to Romania in 2002.
Related, on Gothamist: Dick Cheney laughs in the face of Death
Whenever they go to a foreign country, the Bush-Cheney people like to show respect for the quaint local culture, and Hawaii is no different.
Dressing the natives in their colorful local garb and dressing the stage with indigenous plantlife? That’s just like their trip to Africa.
And thoughtfully providing a caption to let us know what country they’re in? Just like their visit to Romania in 2002.
Related, on Gothamist: Dick Cheney laughs in the face of Death
Ah, the end of October. When Bush’s multiple obfuscatory attempts to disown a Sforzian Background-related scandal change faster than the autumn leaves. Last year this time it was “Mission Accomplished.” This year, well:
The Bush-Cheney campaign’s final TV ad, aptly named “Whatever It Takes,” contains a doctored image of a Scott Sforza trademark the Military Backdrop.
Check out the original image–with Bush and his podium–and the Photoshopped version the campaign started running yesterday–with its obviously cloned warriors.
Still, Bush has learned a lesson in accountability since the ‘Mission Accomplished’ Banner snafu, which he originally tried to blame on the military. Not this time. No, with this commercial, it’s the editor’s fault.
The fake troops in Bush’s new ad [Daily Kos]
I’m George Bush’s flack, and he didn’t approve this ad (never mind that he says he did) [Talking Points Memo, where I first saw the story]
Sforzian Backstabbing, 10/31/2003 [greg.org]
Bush ad uses doctored image [LAT]
This summer, GNN director Ian Inaba had come up with a concept for a music video that could get young voters out to the polls, when he found out Eminem was working on a song to do the same thing. The result of their 5-week [!!] collaboration is “Mosh,” an angry, compelling, and invigorating incitement to revolution-by-ballot.
If you thought conservatives were disturbed by a wifebeatered army of Eminemonites [Sounds like Mennonites. Go ahead, pronounce it; I’ll wait.] outside the MTV Awards, just imagine their discomfort at the sight of these hoodied masses descending on polling places around the country. [via Choire and daily.greencine.com]
View Eminem’s Mosh and read Inaba’s Director’s Statement [GNN]
Eminem calls for regime change [GNN]
Buy me a drink some time, and I’ll tell you the long story about why I’m a registered Republican. But not right now.
My first film was set in November 2001, the period when New Yorkers, when Americans were still coming to terms with what’d happened two months before. When our country had the deep, unwavering sympathy and support of practically the entire civilized world, and when it was possible to imagine that, just maybe, having experienced the terrible shock, loss, and violence of September 11th, our country could become wiser as well as stronger.
We shot it on the WWI battlefields of northern France, where hundreds of thousands of people fought and died in a war almost no one alive today actually experienced. It turned out my original idea–learn somehow from the past how to deal with the present–was incomplete; on the ground, we found out the effects of that supposedly forgotten war still haunted the people who lived there–and visited there, generations later. The past wasn’t just the past after all.
In the intervening two years since I made Souvenir Nov 2001, the decisions and actions of George W. Bush and his administration have not only decimated the world’s saddened-yet-resolute support for the US, they have made a mockery of the very idea of learning from one’s own experiences–and from history. I shot my film, wary of hinting at any scalar similarities between September 11th and World War I, and now Bush’s distastrous mistakes have dragged the world to our own 1916, to the eerily similar edge of an era of senseless, avoidable violence. By rendering internationalism guided by the best American example and principle as quaint as the wrongness of torture, Bush has made this world–and this country, my country, my daughter’s country–less safe and more dangerous than at any point in my lifetime.
I never believed that I would be required to take a stand for some of the most basic beliefs and principles this country was founded on: honesty; free and truthful and open debate; enlightened empiricism and rational thought; personal liberty; the rule of law; self-evident and inalienable human rights; the accountability of our government leaders to the governed; limits on executive power from checks and balances. But after four years, I have come to believe that George W. Bush poses a serious and imminent threat to all these inspired principles. Therefore, my conscience demands that I oppose his re-election.
Don’t mistake my opposition to a dire threat as a somehow equivocating half-support for John Kerry. I admire and respect him for his repeated and unsung–even derided–demonstrations of integrity and principle. He’s at least as competent as any seasoned politician, and he’s orders of magnitude better equipped than Bush for the demands and responsibilities of the presidency. But my support for him can’t be separated from my strong commitment to the ideals I listed above, which would be imperiled by a second Bush term.
I’ll miss the Sforzian backdrops, though, I have to admit I’m awed by them.
Errol Morris’s series of John Kerry ads are powerful precisely because they don’t use any of the tactics–treacly hagiography, deceitful misrepresentations, fear-baiting, or mudslinging–that are the mainstay of politician-produced political ads.
He interviewed hundreds of people who voted for Bush in 2000 who are now voting for John Kerry and captured their individual stories and reasons for switching. Taken together, they form a persuasive argument for relieving Bush of duty.
See Errol Morris’s Switch ads and–if you’re a billionaire or a 527–run them where they’ll do some good. [errolmorris.com]
Related: the making of the ads
I’m Greg Allen and I approve this message.
Brilliant remix of George W Bush singing U2’s Sunday Bloody Sunday [via fimoculous]
Don’t know the editor, but the actors are familiar, and the script, we all know it by heart now (“September 11th, Saddam Hussein, very dangerous, global terrorism”).
BoingBoing points to a video that distills the 4-day message of last month’s Republican National Convention into three or so rhythmic minutes. The award for Most Hysterical goes to New York’s own Rudy Giuliani.
How Do You Run A Convention On A Record Of Failure? [via BoingBoing]