Stealthy Comeback Routes for the Republicans

•  The economic recovery under Obama leads to a new Yuppie ethos among the young which leads to new life for the Republicans.

•  Embrace, but do not kiss, at least not in public, the Log Cabin crowd, especially the super-classy ones (avoid photo ops with the bears). Everyone knows that fashion follows the gay community and young people follow fashion. And that leads to–

•  Don’t you wish America had its own Downton Abbeys? Then vote Republican!

◊  Because you can’t have classy without classes.

◊  Remember: the elegance is worth the wealth disparity. Besides, the sophistication and refinement more than makes up for the unlivable wages that are its foundations.

To sum up:  the GOP needs to go stealthy, go classy, go gay (the right kind of gay) and wait for the culture to swing back towards the Yuppie-ism that always afflicts the children who come of age following sharp recessions. They see the older age-set suffering through a recession and they get all Scarlett O’Hara about it.

I try not to despise the coming generation of neo-Yuppie scum by reminding myself that they’re not even out of high school yet. But it’s inevitable.

George and Jerry Discuss the Sequester (a Seinfeld tribute/rip-off)

What if this sequester thing actually starts to feel good? That’s a sign, isn’t it? A sign that, you know, you’re–

You’re what?

You’re, you know, a latent conservative.

We’re all latent conservatives! But we’re all latent everything else too, so cheer up–all of us could be anything!

What about if you watch FOX News and it moves?

What?

I think it moved–it may have moved!

Of course it moved, they have porn stars reading the news at FOX.

No, this was during Bill Hemmer!

Ohhhh. Well, look on the bright side–maybe it’s a latent gay thing more than a latent conservative thing.

Thank you very much! Just my luck–my true identity is not the frustrated neurotic heterosexual I appear to be–I’m really a Log Cabin Republican!

You can still be frustrated and neurotic and live in the Log Cabin.

I could be frustrated and neurotic in my own harem.

I bet it’s nice in there.

Where?

The Log Cabin…[muses] You know, the Log Cabin Republicans really should build an actual log cabin to promote their group. Like a visitors center.

A log cabin in DC!

A log cabin in DC–a super-posh but conservative log cabin of tasteful comfort. Berdache-fabulous, yet gentlemanly and properly restrained…I bet they could win a lot of converts that way. Especially on football days.

Severe Storms: Socialist Stimulus Schemes from the Sky

Storm damage causes economic growth:

  • All that money sitting in the coffers of insurance companies and reinsurance companies gets spent on building supplies and reconstruction work
  • In advance of the storms, sales are brisk on items that hardly ever sell otherwise
  • After the storm, people are desperate to satisfy all that pent-up demand

Storm damage is Keynesian–it causes good economic growth:
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oney from insurance executives and investors goes to working people and middle class assets (houses)

Severe storms promote efficiency in the most worker-friendly way:
These are guilt-free days off with the kids and family–entirely guilt free, unlike a sick day or even a vacation day. A “storm day” that closes a city is as economically miraculous as if everyone in the area decided to take an impromptu personal day at the same time. Afterwards everyone comes back to work synced to the same rhythm of making up for lost days which is never too hard (increasing efficiency)

Storms make us look at the big picture:
We all want to live in our own little worlds but the one big world won’t let us.

Storms make us look at the little picture:
Specifically, how much can be fit into the corner of a wet life raft or helicopter sling.

Storms build social bonds within and across communities:
It’s hard to feel anything for these bland, middle-American, semi-rural places until a storm comes and tears them apart. Then they seem adorable.

Severe storm damage rebuilds bonds between responsive governments and people:

Atlas shrugged, freed from the burden of supporting the 47%… But then Sandy swept his beach-house out to sea and now he wants a bailout too.

“How was I supposed to know that there was this thing called ‘erosion’?”

“Who knew oceans were so big and sloppy? Who knew?”

Everyone Deserves a Big Powerful Lobby

And big lobbies need big names like Big Oil and Big Pharma:

Garbage Disposal Lobby:  Big Waste
British Cigarette Lobby:  Big Fag
Comedians’ Lobby:  Big Fool
Sikh Lobby:  Big Turban
Marijuana Lobby:  Big Dope
Low-End Retail Lobby:  Big Discount!
Irish-American Lobby:  Big Mick
Restaurant Servers’ Lobby:  Big Tip
Philosophy Lobby:  Big Question
Sex Workers’ Lobby:  Big Bang
Actors’ Lobby:  Big Phony
Actresses’ Lobby:  Big Drama
Private Investigators’ Lobby:  Big Dick
Cat Lovers Lobby:  Big Pussy
Dog Breeders’ Lobby:  Big Bitch
Horse Breeders’ Lobby:  Big Stud
Chicken Farmers’ Lobby:  Big Cock
Bra Industry Lobby: Big Boost
Tight Male Underwear Lobby: Big Lift
Nano-tech Lobby: Big Little
Pro-Capitalist Religious Lobby:   Big Prophit
Crime Scene Investigators’ Lobby:  Big Body Count
Islamic Dress Lobby:  Big Cover-up
Distraught Procrastinators’ Lobby:  Big To Do
High-Fashion Lobby:  Big Priss
Flood Engineers’ Lobby:  Big Dike
Teenagers’ Lobby:  Big Duh
Educational Testing Lobby:  Big Problem
Shy People’s Lobby:  Big Nevermind
and finally
The Merry-But-Rowdy Drinkers’ Lobby:  Big Brew Ha Ha

Okay, Who Stole the Trillion Dollar Coin?

It’s troubling that the government would even consider a policy that sounds like a cheap Hollywood plot device. Wouldn’t we just encourage the emergence of a James-Bond-villain with such a prize?

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Scaramanga: the Man with the Trillion Dollar Coin

The security alone for such a coin would cost a mint–security that would prove worthless if aliens ever decided to steal it. Then we’d owe them our children.

Statute of limitations is only twenty years. 21 years later: “Here’s my trillion dollar coin!”

But then again, a thousand billion dollar coins spread out over a thousand secret locations doesn’t sound any better. Security costs would be much higher.

Also, it’s a lot easier to buy a pack of gum or some other trifle and “break” a billion dollar coin than it is with a trillion dollar coin.  A lot easier.

It’s almost chump change in Dubai and Macau. Benny Binion would have taken it for a table wager. His heirs would have taken it for other things :(

But it would take a James-Bond-villain-type-fence to convert a trillion dollar coin into untraceable fully fungible assets such as, say, cash. Super Fly meets Super Fence!

I never thought a fiscal policy could be described as “having bad vibes,” or “too much like Hollywood,” but I think the trillion dollar coin idea achieves that distinction.Kerry_confirmation_Secretary_State

Florida is for Extroverts and Exhibitionists

Few places are so well symbolized by the shape of their geographic borders as Florida, which sticks out from the rest of the continent like a dangling phallus, a penis-insula waving temptingly to vacationers with money and low expectations.

And so we like to have our elections and our criminal trials play out on national and international television. We like to dangle out there.

As Kliban put  it:

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Charges, verdicts, acquittals, results, recounts, goofy judges–we like a little surprise in everything. It makes for better TV.

We’re slaves to bad fashion and we preserve vestiges of all the really awful ones. We still have rat-tails, Farrah hair, man-pouches, and guys who look like Denny Terrio.

And we still have Denny Terrio. Or do we? It’s so hard to tell when he’s not around.

Nationwide criminal pursuits often start or end here. Yeah we bad. And we still use those 80′s expressions.

The celebrities we produce are the kind of celebrities you could have a beer with. And collect reward money too.

Life really is like TV down here in Florida. Good families live like the Brady Bunch or 7th Heaven and bad families can be seen on Lifetime, Court TV, Oprah TV, etc.

Think of us as a filter for California culture. Like a liver.

But you have to remember that all Florida isn’t Florida. There’s Florgia, Floribama, and then there’s Florida. The first two are more like Georgia and Alabama than they are Florida. There’s even a Florissippi, where even though geographically Florida doesn’t border Mississippi, mentally they do.

Be that as it may, the future for Florida looks to be more and more extroverted and exhibitionist as its Latin population explodes with rhythm.

Florida may rejoin the Caribbean as its natural sphere of interaction, but it will always stick out and demand cheap attention.

Alan Brech 2013

Sick Tasteless Gun Control Jokes

Gabby Giffords is forming an anti-gun advocacy group. I hope no one tries to shoot down her arguments.

Already her critics are taking aim:

“If Gabby had been packing some heat she could have sprayed a few bullets back. And if everyone had been armed, everyone could have sprayed bullets in Loughner’s general direction. Now that’s safety!”

To paraphrase Tennessee Williams, we all depend upon the kindness of strangers with guns.

Therefore, the more strangers with guns, the more kindness :)

Speaking of kindness, among the numerous boxes of toys sent to Newtown Connecticut, did anyone send any toy guns?

Why not? If what the NRA says is true, it shouldn’t be in bad taste at all.

“No son, this is a toy replica of the gun that killed the gunman. This is a good-guy gun.”

“Awwwesome!”

Bazooka Control Does Not Work

If you outlaw bazookas, only outlaws will have bazookas.

Bazookas don’t kill–people do. People with bazookas just kill more.

But Bazooka Control does not work–studies have shown that cities which outlaw bazookas are no safer than this one place in Idaho where everyone walks around with them.

The only thing that stops a bad guy with a bazooka is a good guy with two bazookas.

If society ever falls apart you’ll be glad your neighbor has a bazooka.

But if you let the government take your bazookas by voting for Bazooka Control, they’ll come for your 50-caliber machine guns next.

And then your grenades.

And then your plastic explosives.

There’s no limit, unless we stand firm and say: You’ll have to pry my bazooka out of my cold dead hands!

Chuck Hagel Jokes

Apparently the Israel Lobby is so powerful you’re not even allowed to refer to it–kind of like the NSA and Area 51 back in the 1950′s and 60′s. Wait was that aloud?

Hagel’s frictions with the foreign country called Israel and its foreign self-interests disqualifies him as Secretary of Defense. He should be Secretary of State instead. Fuck Kerry. He can go “report for duty” at DOD.

Hagel made the outrageous claim that senators and congressmen are scared shitless of the Israel lobby. It’s such an outrageous statement that the Israel lobby now has no choice but to demonstrate how it’s true.

Hagel’s big mistake: the vast majority of the Israel lobby are in fact Jewish but the majority of Jews don’t actually support it.

Didn’t Karl Marx draw inspiration from Hegel? The last thing DOD needs is some dialectical humanism bullshit. We’re confused enough as it is. What’s this button for?

Dave Petraeus Jokes

So MoveOn was right:  We told you he’d betray us!

He slept with his own biographer–truly a tactical and strategic genius.

Is his biographer now going to write a sequel?
“He won the war. Then he fucked me. It was pretty good. The end.”

Something tells me there’s a sex tape somewhere, probably classified.
Porno version: CIAnal, The Four Star Fuck Force, Beneath the Green Desk, Biographize This!

Her excuse: you go to bed with the army you’ve got, not the army you would like to have.

A 60-year-old like Petraeus sleeping with a 40-year-old like Paula Broadwell is almost like a 40-year-old sleeping with a 20-year-old. Almost. Almost not at all.

Do we really want a person in charge of the CIA who can’t even keep an affair secret? Not even from those hacks at FBI?
We could do so much better with Arnold Schwarzenegger in charge of the Agency.

Sexism Equals Political Science when it comes to Women Voters

Once again, it’s all about the women’s vote.  Just like every presidential election!

It’s sexist to think of women as vacillating and indecisive, as emotional and lacking information, and favoring style over substance.

And yet apparently it’s almost “science” to say such things about women voters, at least in presidential elections.

I’m sick of every election being about the last-minute impulses of Soccer Moms and Security Moms and Swing Moms.

Sick of it, and resigned to it.

But I can still dream:  Let’s have new voter groups–what about the Haters vote?  Are people who hate life breaking for Romney or Obama?

And how is that Awkward vote shaping up?

Did you know that Obama won the first debate among Shy voters?

Of course, you know what would happen–even if we did have these new improved voter categories, presidential elections would still come down to the last-minute vacillations of the Hater Moms, the Awkward Moms, and the Shy Moms:

“He came across as rude, and therefore I’m gonna vote for guns over butter this year.”

Some things will never change, including the things most subject to change.

Alan Brech 2012

Gerontocracy Now! (Now that I’m Old)

More Modest Proposals: repress the young!

All political systems are repressive, some more than others. But repression is inevitable. Politics is the distribution of repression, so let us not evaluate political systems in terms of how they distribute “rights” but rather how they distribute pain.

“Rights” are aspirational but pain is all too real. “Rights” are fuzzy around the edges, and often conflict with each other. But Pain is clear, distinct, quantifiable, and all-too-cumulative. Very rarely does one form of suffering get in the way of another form.

Humankind has tried different repressive schemes. We’ve repressed the poor. We’ve repressed the rich. We’ve repressed the merchants, the intelligentsia, the religious. We’re repressed minorities, silent majorities, even veterans and whiskey distillers. You name ‘em, we’ve repressed ‘em.

And yet, we don’t seem to have gotten it quite right. Our recipes for repression are not optimal. Those who might object on behalf of democracy’s alleged greatness are often the first to bewail the imminent demise of the system. Freedom and Democracy, it seems, are always in peril, embodying in reality the oxymoron of “eternal peril” invented in jest by Monty Python.

So even if freedom and democracy are the best of the worst, at the very least they deserve to be relieved of their absurdly eternal peril.

The answer I propose is that we have not repressed the right people. If we repress the right people in the right way for the right period of time, the rest of us can live in the most splendid, un-imperilled freedom the world has never known.

Humankind’s political choices are this: all of the people can be free some of the time, or some of the people can be free most of the time. Democracy chooses the first option. I modestly propose the second.

The reason the second option has a bad name now is because of its unfortunate association with kings, dictators, military juntas, aristocracies and police states. They all made the same mistake—they allotted freedom and repression in pretty much the same measure for the entire lifetimeof the individual subject/citizen—born to the manor, buried in the mausoleum.

Big mistake! What we need is a system of freedom and repressions attuned to the demographic age group of its citizens. Forget privilege and power based in any way on birth. Rather, privilege and power based on birth plus forty laps around the sun!

The obvious solution which has so far eluded us is to harshly repress the young, especially young men. If young people, especially men, lived under a police state the rest of us could live in a wildly free neo-hippie paradise. It wouldn’t even have to be “neo-hippie” it would be that chill.

Who commits crimes? Who commits terrorism? Who drives like shit? Young people, young people, young people. Especially men. The radical feminists are right, there’s no point arguing with them–insurance companies don’t, so neither should you. (In fact, there’s no point arguing with any radical system of thought—simply give in and submit to its critique and it goes away, like the Viet Cong, but that’s a digression…)

Male violence is the fundamental problem of every society. Fraud and corruption are secondary, and only slightly less male-dominated.

Whoring may be the oldest profession, but at least it was a profession. All in all, it seems like honest work. Male violence, however, is the oldest racket, and it has been perpetuating itself like a useless computer virus for much too long now. How long must we pay men to protect us from other men?

The radical feminists make only one mistake—they do not distinguish between “men” and men who have had their scalps disappear and dicks soften. In addition to lower testosterone (the world’s most dangerous drug), the latter tend have extensive family and social obligations which simply do not restrain the deluded thinking of 18-year-olds.

Eighteen year old men have a mindset designed for charging machine-gun nests: I’m special and I’ll live forever and the rules of common sense don’t apply to me.

Whereas the wisdom of age tells the senior conscript that adversaries become allies when the war ends, even Nazis and Commies, so why not just spray bullets around until each side runs out of ammo and the commanders are forced to withdraw?

This wisdom must be kept from the young (sh!), lest they fail to charge machine guns nests when we really really need them to, so already we’re talking about a police state in terms of information and censorship.

The mentality of 18 year olds is a wild resource which society must occasionally deploy and therefore must perpetually control. Like a pit bull. It is not something to be emulated by the broader culture, nor, given its admitted recklessness, does it seem particularly eligible for the so-called Rights of Man.

We should recast the Rights of Man as the Rights of Quadragenaria—forty laps around the sun (thirty for women, sorry, too bad dudes) and you’re in—full inalienable rights and participation with near-diplomatic immunity and with very little juridical supervision or surveillance, much less anything even resembling the Patriot Act.

Until then, make darn sure you’re papers are in order! Especially after curfew…

And don’t worry about any organized resistance from the youth to this proposed gerontocracy. They don’t vote, they don’t care. They don’t even read important things like this. Even if they did, you could still enact an Enlightened Gerontocracy without much protest because they would delude themselves by thinking:

I’m special, so I don’t need to worry about the upcoming harsh rules of gerontocracy because they won’t be applied to me like they will to other young people…

Previous revolutions have been costly and bloody and often fail to achieve lasting reforms. Establishing an Enlightened Gerontocracy, however, requires only the mellowest of revolutions against the world’s most privileged caste of people, so privileged they don’t even know it—the young and healthy.

Alan Brech 2012