mark_asphodel: Sage King Leaf (Default)
Here R Sources:

This
is an excerpt from Newsweek's coverage of the 1992 campaign; I used to own the hard copy of this retrospective and read it enough to be able to recall exact phrases twenty years later.  (Note that patrician, conservative blue was the Republican color in those far-off days.)

And now we have this, put together by the Slate writer who seems to have taken on the role of in-house Romney apologist.

I don't care if you wanted Romney to win, wanted Obama to win, or didn't want either of them.  The difference between in-house pollsters willing to tell the President of the United States that the country's rejecting him and between a bunch of partisan hacks who "un-skew" their own numbers to make themselves feel better is indicative of the collapse of the upper echelon of the Republican party into total fantasyland.

Also, a look into this Project ORCA catastrophe is another good reminder of how goddamned incompetent Romney's people were.  I'm honestly stunned by the extend of it.  Again, these weren't supposed to be starry-eyed idealists.  Apps don't work just because you believe they will.

-_-

Yo, F-list

Mar. 15th, 2011 04:30 pm
mark_asphodel: Sage King Leaf (Default)
 "Thank God for tsunami" chick?

Total troll.

Now, how about visiting some of that outrage on Glen Beck and Pat Robertson, who preach that same brand of dreck to an audience that believes it and pays money for it?
mark_asphodel: Sage King Leaf (Default)
 This post is not about Fire Emblem, fandom, or food.  It is a political post, and I am not placing it under a cut because I am not endorsing any parties, platforms, candidates, or bills.  This is aimed at those of you out there who are U.S. citizens eligible to vote.

People on the 'Net are passionate about things.  Our passions bring us together, and between the love or hate for the mass-media artifacts that make the substance of our fandom, we get a feel for the other passions we have.  We learn about one another's triumphs and struggles and get a sense, in most cases, of the "real person" beneath the fandom pseudonym.  We're all "meatlife" people going about our day-to-day business and trying to make it the best we can in a world that often seems actively hostile toward us and our loved ones.  

Our interests are broad and deep.  Education and the funding thereof.  The health-care system and its injustices, especially with regard to mental health issues.  Employment and the lack thereof.  Religion in its many facets.  Property and personal rights.  Patent and copyright issues.  Censorship.  Marriage, adoption, and child-rearing.  Social issues.  Financial issues.  Some of these have direct bearings on the fandoms we love, some of them form the foundation of who and what we are as persons in our society.  We do not agree with one another on every issue; we are not a hive mind.

And yet, bring up participation in our political system, and this articulate and passionate group of people often does speak with one voice: I'm not really political.  I don't usually bother to vote.  I only vote for president when it comes up.

Seriously.  Do you think that laws just sprout up in the books when no one is looking, like mushrooms?  Every law out there was crafted by people to serve a particular interest.  There are many bad laws that were designed by a small group of people who took advantage of general apathy to make their desires the law.  There are sloppy laws that passed with broad support because of a knee-jerk reaction to a certain event.  There are good laws that overcame vicious and even violent opposition (Civil Rights Act?).  And there are some long-overdue laws that are designed to protect the interests of the people, like the recent amendment to the Michigan Constitution that prevents abuse of eminent domain.  Something as seemingly inconsequential as a city zoning ordinance can turn out to have a vast impact on your own life and the well-being of your community.  That's not even party politics-- that's your life and the life of everyone trying to make a go of it as a bookseller, or a restauranteur, or a record store manager.  Not to mention all of their employees.  

At a local level, a county level, a state level, your voice does make a difference.  Because of the federal structure of our government, these local and state affairs do often ripple up to a national level.  In the long run, your vote for state attorney general, or for the state Supreme Court, can matter far, FAR more than your vote for president once every four years.

I'm not going to guilt-trip you by rattling off the number of Constitutional Amendments that made it possible for an eighteen-year-old woman of color to even have the right to vote in our society.  Suffice it to say that universal adult suffrage is something that generations of Americans fought to achieve.  Voting isn't mandatory in the U.S.-- no one is forcing you to do it.  And you don't lose your First Amendment right to complain just because you can't be bothered to fill out a punch card, or slip an absentee ballot in the mail.  But the next time you feel the urge to sit before the computer and write about how something is unfair, or unjust, or how the world is screwing you over-- ask yourself if you ever stood up to exercise your own rights and your own voice... or if you just sat back and let other people make the decisions that govern your life. 

Vote your conscience on Tuesday, whatever that may be, but for the love of whatever it is you deem sacred, please vote.

Comments locked because if you agree with me, I'd rather you act upon it than say it on LJ.  If you don't care enough about your rights and responsibilities as a citizen to exercise them, I'd rather not know who you are.  And if you're of the mindset that believes everything is some grand conspiracy with the Illuminati or whomever arranging the outcome to every election in advance, I get enough of that crap from my mother and I don't need to hear it from you.
mark_asphodel: (Ephraim!)
Man, it was one of those days when you get word that your corporate overlord is considering a move that could be Very Bad News for the long-term (like, 5-10 year scale) survival of your bargaining unit, and right when you're having a tense conversation with your resident co-conspirator about the shifting winds in the halls of power, one of your local "petitioners" shows up wanting to know if you liked the unsolicited list of demands he gave you re: the contract which is due to expire in six months and oh, by the way, you have the thankless job of being the divisional chair. And you really should be getting your dossier together for your meeting with president of the national union on, oh, TUESDAY.

I am so screwed.

Being an amateur politician is a BITCH. One week, you're in a reception line meeting your state's junior Senator, the next you're having your metaphorical balls cut off in public. This going to deteriorate into pure incoherent rubbish, so I'll cut myself short and just say that part of my interest in political!fic (and impatience with facile renditions of the lives of Lord-types or anyone else with power, imagined or otherwise) lies from my mixed-up and frustrating "second job" tending to the wages and working conditions of approximately 250 people.

There are just all these moments, like when you get a jaw-droppingly awful piece of news you can't take back to the "troops," or when they expect you to make them happy by, I don't know, violating federal law wrt: their retirement plans, or that moment when you realize you don't actually trust any of your closest advisors... sheesh.  There's also that moment where you face down a crowd of 30+ tetchy people and you realize that, at most, three or four of them begin to understand the scope of the problems the division is facing, or the creativity and compromise that will be necessary to bring about a solution.  And that's not their fault-- they can't see the Big Picture.  They're rank-and-file.  They show up, do their jobs, and expect the paycheck and benefits and a defense when their supervisor decides to be an asshole.  It's your job.  You're the loser who showed up for your apparent date with Destiny, and woe unto you if (or when) you fail.  

I need fandom to burn off all this steam.  Otherwise I'd explode like Mt. Saint Helens.

ETA: I forgot the "hear jaw-droppingly awful news, pretend it was not a surprise" moment.  Bleah.

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