Thursday, September 24, 2009

Oh Comma, Comma

Happy National Punctuation Day! It's all here, including details of the cooking contest. Citizen K. suggests turning a regular meatloaf horizontal to get a hyphen. Premium T. has her own thoughts on the matter here...

Thanks to mommapolitico for conferring an Honest Scrap Award on this blog. Coming from someone who is no stranger to an honest scrap herself, this means a little extra something (especially since MP is a fellow fan of The Pogues)...

A visit with cuz and Steve Reilly and the Mamou Playboys...

The New Orleans Ladder gives its first Brass Balls Award...

She walks these hills in a long black veil. Hey, it's only one of the greatest songs ever written...


Don't miss "Eight Days," James B. Stewart's article in the Sept. 21 New Yorker. It's a fascinating behind-the-scenes look at last fall's financial market meltdown and the round-the-clock efforts to contain the fallout. Stewart makes a convincing case that without the work of Henry Paulson, Ben Bernanke, and Tim Geithner, things would have been much worse. As much as it pains me to admit it, our former president comes off looking pretty good, at least in terms of his part of handling the immediate crisis. Perhaps the most harrowing part of the narrative is the story of the fall of an established money market fund owing to its relatively innocuous position in Lehman Brothers. Stewart explains why the government helped A.I.G. while letting Lehman fail and provides details of Bank of America's acquisition of Merrill Lynch. It may sound dry -- and the financial details can be tough sledding at times -- but all in all it's an engrossing, essential read that is the soul of objective reporting...

Things seen on the farm-to-market road east of Donnelly...


The Ballad of David Vitter (thanks to Da Ladder):



Tea Bagger talk (thanks to Annette at Just my little piece of the world):



Yahoos are like the poor: Always with us...

6 comments:

Roy said...

There's a National Punctuation Day? Huh! Sounds like an English major conspiracy to take over the world. Or at least the Internet.

Sorry, I'm not gonna watch the tea bagger video. I grew up in the land of idiotic, inbred mouth-breathers, and I can't listen to them any more without my blood pressure soaring and my ulcer flaring up, so I'll pass.

John Hayes said...

Who knew about National Punctuation Day? Well, I did a little bit ago because I saw Premium T. How should we celebrate? I do proofreading for a living, so should I have had the day off, or should I have worked harder?

Thanks for the nice mention--loved looking at the NoLa Ladder's Brass Balls Award. I'm with Roy on the T-B's tho. I just have to walk thru downtown Council for that.

K. said...

Guys, I grew up around them myself. As I commented on Annette's blog, the number of southern accents is pathetic, depressing, and unsurprising. I remain struck by the willful ignorance, such as the person who says that she is tired of the lies of the Obama Administration and then can't name one. Or the guy who opposes health care reform and then can't describe what he opposes.

But the one that really got me was the southern woman railing against Obama turning America into a Third World country. I mean, she comes from the poorest region of the United States, a region that historically held itself back to keep a large number of its citizens living in Third World conditions. And I know she's not suddenly worried about poverty among minority groups or poor whites. So, I wonder what exactly is her beef? Then I remember what this "protest" is all about and it hits me: She doesn't want to pay her taxes. Pure and simple, that's all it is.

Scrumpy said...

Long Black Veil is a great song. I actually think I heard it for the first time on Prairie Home Companion.

Have a good weekend!!!!!!!!! (I'm often an inappropriate punctuator.)

K. said...

Do you remember who sang it on PHC?????

T. Clear said...

If you'll pardon my language, the teabaggers are a bunch of pathetic ignorant fucks. I would find their rantings amusing if I could forget that these are real people, actual voters.