Campaign ads are not automatically newsworthy. Certainly not worthy of time on newscasts until they’ve proven themselves so. That’s called “free airtime”, y’all. That is all.
I want to write a post heded: Ironic irony in which I point out pithily that conservatives decry ‘ironic detachment’ and lament that young people no longer embrace causes greater than themselves, their friends, and their possessions. Yet when the left coalesces with (some) enthusiasm behind an emphatically non-ironic and in-pursuit-of-something-bigger-than-any-of-us candidate, suddenly those values are worthy of mockery.
What I’m missing is links to articles in which conservatives decry ‘ironic detachment’ and so on. Any love?
This post got some attention from my colleagues in public television. And honestly, I cannot figure out why.
On last week’s Bill Moyers Journal, I had a piece on the link between unionization and middle-class wages.
Earlier last week, I posted a web-exclusive video essay on the Bush Administration’s latest stupid plan to spy on you no matter what you do.
The Three Stupidest Guys in the Universe are now all blogging: I’m one of them, Ron Pyke is, as mentioned previously, is the second. And Steve ‘Zim’ Zimmers, is the third.
Bonus home town content: The Three Stupedist Guys’ friend and former bandmate, Joe P, is also bloggin’ up a storm.
Last weekend’s New York Times Magazine piece on a student abstinence group at Harvard is, as others have pointed out, is all-around dumb. The abstinence-only movement is crap, but so is the assumption that college kids aren’t normal unless they’re hooking up on a regular basis. It’s just as annoying to tout one’s avoidance of sex as it is to brag about one’s conquests. Now, can we please move beyond this iteration of the Culture Wars?
I’ve done a new video segment for the Bill Moyers Journal blog.
After you watch it, please listen to this.
My dear friend Ron Pyke has a new blog. You must check it out. He’s inspired me to post more here, and we’re looking into combining our efforts.
Whenever I hear Baby Boomers complain that nobody writes good protest songs anymore, I force them to shut up while I recite this gem by my good friend and musical collaborator Guy Crundwell:
Cross-posted at the Bill Moyers Journal blog.
Imagine climbing a hundred-foot radio tower in the howling headwinds of a Category 3 hurricane so that you can stay on the air and keep your neighbors informed as catastrophe bears down. Or remaining at your post, on the mic and on the air, as floodwaters engulf the radio studio. Or pouring every cent of your income into the station to say on the air the aftermath, even though you’re living in a FEMA-issue trailer because you’ve lost your home and everything in it.
I can’t. But Brice Phillips has done every one of those things. And that’s why he’s one of the most remarkable people I’ve ever met, and an inspiration to those of us who believe that community radio has the power to change lives — and save lives.