This news should open things up for you-know-who.
Joe Doakes from Como Park emails:
I had a day off last week and caught a bit of Rush Limbaugh’s interview with Vice President Pence.
Rush hammered the Vice President from the word go and, I thought, justly so. His tone was respectful but his questioning was direct and gave no ground. It was completely clear Rush thought Republicans got rolled.
Pence did his best to spin the bill as a victory. He said: “Look, the President has made it clear, his number one priority is national defense and national security.”
Yeah? I don’t recall that being the slogan from the campaign. I don’t recall enthusiastic crowd screaming for more military spending. I remember it more like this:
“What are we gonna do?”
“Build the Wall.”
“Who’s gonna pay for it?”
I think Trump ought to tell Congress he’s going to veto the bill and shut down the government unless he gets money to build the wall. It can be any amount, even as little as $1, just so long as he gets to say that he’s keeping his promise. Hell, his salary is $400,000 and he’s agreed to forego it to be a dollar-a-year man; use some of that money to fund the wall. We don’t care where the money comes from, only where it goes to, and that’s got to be funding to build the wall or there’s no deal.
If Congress won’t put $1 into the bill to show its symbolic commitment to enforcing the national borders, then the country isn’t worth saving and we might as well shut the whole thing down now and be done with it.
It’s getting harder to disagree.
Other than the Trump campaign, and the people (should a conservative spring take hold)?
Us. The alternative media.
After more than a decade of storming online to expose the national media as the serial-lying, double dealing, leftwing anarchists and activists they truly are, we have finally beaten them.
At long last our efforts to use truth to expose the media for what they truly are has resulted in these insulated, lying, cultural supremacists finding themselves so de-legitimized, so marginalized, so distrusted, disliked, and resented, that they could not do it … Summoning all of their mighty and evil powers, firing everything they had, leaving nothing on the field … they could not do it.
And the beauty of it is that the media’s targets were so precise. Everything they had was geared towards a fear-mongering hate campaign specifically designed to convince women, blacks, and Hispanics not to vote for Trump.
Moreover, the campaign was so dishonest that for 18 months we were told over and over again that the Precious Data proved poetic justice was on the way … that Trump would lose these groups by spectacular numbers.
All of those lies, all of that propaganda, and … they failed.
The “elite” media’s efforts in this past election indicates that they read the work of Dr. Albert Mehrabian – dealing with the role of media and “polling” to create a “bandwagon effect”, discouraging ones’ opponents from coming to the polls – just like I did.
Rand Paul supporters – and maybe some Trump supporters – need to read and learn from this piece.
Apparently I’m a one-person trigger warning!
A longtime friend of this blog emailed:
I thought you might find this interesting. For the mornings this week, I’m camped out on the second floor of the MacPhail Center for Music, while my kiddo attends a harp class. (I’m hoping she takes an interest in something much less expensive, such as ukulele, for which she has a class in July.)
After a while, kids’ music all sounds the same.
Sometimes I’ve used my cell phone service for an Internet connection, sometimes I use the MacPhail Wi-fi. I just tried to go to SITD, and got this message instead: Redirecting you to Barracuda Web Filter.
I was able to get to National Review and Powerline, so it’s not an anti-conservative thing. I didn’t see any “bans guns on these premises” sign when I have entered, but perhaps “shot” is just too … violent, ya know?
I suspect it’s mostly my music reviews.
…for everyone in the mainstream media, alternative media, and talk radio – even conservative talk radio:
Unless you work at a Red Wing outlet store and are changing your shelving, could you never, Ever, EVER use the term “Boots on the Ground” again? It’s gone so far beyond cliché, light leaving “cliché” right now won’t reach us until our great-grandchildren are getting AARP cards.
“Troops in the field” actually works.
Thank you all in advance for seeing to this.
That is all.
Katie Kieffer is back in town, and she’ll be signing copies of her first book, Let Me Be Clear, tomorrow night at O’Gara’s in Saint Paul.
Hey, it worked for Vince Flynn.
I may just stop by.
31 years ago last winter, a shootout between US Marshals and neo-Nazi tax protesters brought an avalanche of federal law-enforcement to rural North Dakota.
Even then, long before the rampant militarization of federal law enforcement, the feds stomped about the place like an occupying army:
The police – and, as I recall, a North Dakota National Guard armored personnel carrier – had surrounded the farmhouse. A dog darted from an outbuilding; a policeman shot the dog dead. The gunshot sparked more gunfire, and before long the farmhouse was completely riddled with bullet holes. Finally, the police moved in…
…to discover the farmhouse empty.
Now, there was a “happy” ending; the manhunt ended with Gordon Kahl and an associate dead, and his family and accomplices serving long jail terms.
But I’ve wondered over the years – what if that manhunt would have happened at a time when everyone had the ability to publish, and broadcast video, in real time?
Ditto controversial federal law enforcement actions like Waco?
In another era, Bundy would likely have been quietly run out of business and – literally – lost the farm. Now, thanks to his own efforts in reaching out and the participation of media watchers around the nation, along with volunteers who showed up to help, he and his family may actually get a fair hearing and a chance to keep what they have worked so long and so hard for. But, as I said above, this one will be developing for some time to come if I’m right.
If nothing else? Today, if the government wants to do things in the night and fog, it has to stay in the dark and fog to do it.
Which may be good news, or it may be bad…
The legendary Swiftee is back blogging again.
And there was rejoicing.
On the right.
An Obamacare call center will not offer benefits.
From the National Review’s Eliana Johnson at NRO. She’s the daughter of Powerline’s Scott Johnson, and is rapidly becoming one of the best conservative journalists out there.
CORRECTION: It’s not the Obamacare federal call center. It’s a state center.
It’s still like rain on your wedding day and such, but still.
Mess with the Second Amendment, and your bottom line is gonna bleed red:
A massive boycott sparked by the NRA and other gun-rights groups outraged that the nation’s largest outdoors show banned the exhibition of assault weapons has caused the show’s organizers to abruptly cancel the week-long event in Harrisburg, Pa.
The successful boycott was the biggest demonstration of support by the outdoors industry and outdoorsmen yet against gun control efforts being pushed in Washington and in several states.
It’s also a sign that the Administration’s attempt to drive a wedge between “sportsmen” and defense shooters is failing.
The show is the biggest in the nation and features several outdoors groups, hundreds of exhibitors and the most popular TV hunting show stars. It draws thousands from the Washington-Baltimore area. As the assault rifle ban became known, exhibitors, sponsors and the TV stars withdrew by the dozens.
The NRA is a huge sponsor of the show and pulled out Tuesday after Reed moved to ban assault rifles like Bushmasters and AR-15s at the show. A Bushmaster was used in the Newtown, Conn., shootings, according Connecticut State Police Lt. Paul Vance, and Reed said it was bowing to concerns about the gun in banning it from the show.
Real Americans know that guns are inanimate objects.
The rest of the right could learn a lesson or two from the Second Amendment movement; fire the Beltway consultants and do what’s right, for starters.
One of the reasons the Democrats and media are working so hard to drive a wedge between the “establishment” GOP and the Tea Party is that the Tea Party wins elections and, more importantly, represents the real future of the GOP.
Haley, a little-known state senator before being elected governor, would never have had a chance at becoming governor against the state’s good ol’ boy network of statewide officeholders. Scott would have been a long shot in his Republican primary against none other than Strom Thurmond’s youngest son. Marco Rubio, now the hyped 2016 presidential favorite, would have stepped aside to see now-Democrat Charlie Crist become the next senator, depriving the party of one of its most talented stars. Ted Cruz, the other Hispanic Republican in the Senate, would have never chanced a seemingly futile bid against Texas’s 67-year-old lieutenant governor, seen as a lock to succeed Kay Bailey Hutchison.
But all those upset victories–all of which at the time seemed shocking–took place because of the conservative grassroots’ strong sentiment for outsiders who campaigned on their principles, and not over their past political or family connections. Even a decade ago, party officials would have been more successful in pushing these outsider candidates aside, persuading them to wait their turn. (In Rubio’s case, it almost worked.) Now, in an era where grassroots politicking is as easy as ever thanks to the proliferation of social media, more control is in the hands of voters. And contrary to the ugly stereotypes of conservative activists being right-wing to the point of racist, it’s been the tea party movement that’s been behind the political success of most prominent minority Republican officeholders.
That, of course, is not the current left and media (ptr) narrative about the Tea Party. The media, and its rhetorical camp followers in the Leftyblogosphere Stupid Caucus, have been banging the “Teh Tea Partie is teh ignerent racisst” drum for close to four years now.
And in that time, the GOP overtook the Democrats in the number of elected minorities at the state level.
This is potentially good news, in the long term.
If the GOP deserves to keep it going.
Looking at Boehner’s performance this year, I’m seeing an obstacle or two.
This blog doesn’t really have a mission, per se. For ten and a half years now, it’s been more or less my stream of consciousness, mostly but by no means all political.
But if I had to pick a mission, it’d most likely be “convince people to verify the media on everything. I shrink from saying “distrust the media” in as many words, but I’m somewhere close to that.
And it’s just a little gratifying to see the American people are starting to get that message, at least in re this year’s presidential polling:
A plurality of Americans and more than seven in 10 Republicans say pollsters are intentionally skewing results to benefit President Obama, according to a new poll released Tuesday.
Some 42 percent of voters surveyed by Daily Kos and SEIU believe pollsters were manipulating their sample sizes to benefit the incumbent president, while 40 percent do not. An additional 18 percent said they were not sure. That’s evidence that Republican claims that Democrats and minority voters are being oversampled in national polls could be resonating — and potentially undermining the momentum of the president’s early lead.
I’m not saying there aren’t journalists, and even organizations, that try to do a good, detached (not “objective” – that’s a myth), fair and clear job of reporting the news.
I am saying that at the highest levels in this extremely hierarchical industry, the publishers and editors and executive producers for the major newspapers, broadcasts, cablecasts and public media, the adage “power corrupts” is as true as anywhere else. There is power in the mainstream media – and for many in the higher ranks of the business, the urge to use that power to make sure American politics redounds to their advantage has got to be irresistible.
And I’m suggesting that this year’s polls, and the ever-more-leftward revealed bent of the media’s “fact check” industry, is evidence that they’re resisting the urge less and less.
And, maybe, people are starting to realize this.
It’s been a couple of years since this blog has run a “bleg” – asking for donations to defray some of the (minimal) cost of running the blog, and grab a few bucks for the (not minimal) time spent writing what you read here.
Fact is, I don’t need it that much. Business is, oddly, pretty good. Maybe next year.
But I would like you to take a moment to think about popping a few bucks in Gary Gross’ tip jar.
Gary writes Let Freedom Ring, and does some of the top-notchiest reporting there is, anywhere. He does for Central Minnesota what I wish blogging and talk radio paid well enough for me to do in the Metro; he is the backbone of Central Minnesota’s regional conservative alternative media.
Unlike most of the regular leftybloggers, he does a ton of work; one of very few bloggers in the state more prolific than I am. Unlike virtually all of the more prolific leftybloggers, he doesn’t have George Soros or Alida Messinger paying his bills.
Now, Gary’s in a rough financial situation. The details aren’t that important, and I don’t even know many of them to be honest, but we’re not talking malfeasance, here; Gary is no MIchael Lohan or Charlie Sheen.
But he’s having to stretch things pretty far to keep his blog in production.
So if you can possibly spare a few bucks, this’ll be my bleg for the year; drop ’em by Gary’s Paypal donation page.
If you’re not on Twitter, this article likely won’t make a lot of sense. Don’t worry about it.
If you are on Twitter, the main means of making sense of the torrent of commentary is the “Hashtag”. It’s a little code with a “#” sign in front of it; by having Twitter search for hashtags you’re interested in, you can watch conversations and subjects that actually interest you. For example, the Northern Alliance Radio Netwrok’s hashtag is “#narn“. The Star Tribune started a hashtag called “#Stribpol“.for discussing politics.
The Twin Cities’ conservative alternative media – the mass of pro-liberty bloggers, weekend talk show hosts, tweeps and their followers whose networking has made it among the most potent alt-media scenes in the country – needs its own hashtag. Much of the Twin Cities conservative alt-media’s conversation takes place either in fairly smallish hashtags aimed at niche markets – #narn, #LateDebate – or in the big scrums like #stribpol and #tptalmanac, which are overrun with stalkers, creeps, and the liberal bobbleheads and chanting-point bots.
And I think we need a clearer channel, as it were.
And so I propose the #TCinMN hashtag: “Top Conservatives In Minnesota” (or “Twitter Conservatives in Minnesota”, it doesn’t matter). There were a number of good suggestions – #MNCon and #MNLiberty. But MNCon is too prankable, and MNLiberty is a lot of typing.
I’m going to throw it out there and see what happens. If you’re a tweep, though, by all means sound off – here or there.
UPDATE: Another that works, and is shorter, is #MNTC – “Minnesota’s Top Conservatives” or “Minnesota Twitter Conservatives”.
UPDATE 2: And it’s #MNTC!
I never actually knew the official anniversary – but I’m happy to send my congratulations to my good friends John Hinderaker and Scott Johnson at Power Line, who celebrated their megablog’s tenth anniversary over the weekend.
You may recall that my blog celebrated its tenth last February; of the Twin Cities’ huge mass of conservative political blogs, it’s Power Line, Ed Morrissey, Lileks, King Banaian of the late SCSU Scholars and the Fraters who’ve been in it since the very beginning. And sometimes it’s hard to remember, in those pre-MOB days, what a solitary thing blogging was.
For those of you who notice how omnipresent blogs are today, it’s almost funny reading this piece from Brian Ward, back around election time in 2002, when all of us, Brian and Chad at the Fraters and Scott, John and Paul at Power Line were not only brand new, we hadn’t the faintest idea each other existed:
A month ago I didn’t know of any quality blogs devoted to the local scene, which made me think that perhaps a niche existed that was crying out to be filled. But since then, I’ve become aware of both Power Line and Mitch Berg and they’re both outstanding in exactly this type of coverage (and they consistently link to local media nuggets before I do!) It makes me think that maybe I can dial back my own political coverage and commentary and concentrate more on my real interests. That would be college women’s volleyball scores, my continuing search for the perfect Hungarian Ghoulash recipe, and celebrating the poetry of Leonard Nimoy. Now that’s a niche that needs filling.
It’d be almost a year before I’d meet Brian and King face to face for a drink at Sweeney’s on Dale, and fourteen months before the fateful meeting that led eventually to the forming of the “Northern Alliance Radio Network” – and all that’s happened since. And in those ten years, John, Scott, Paul and company have built one of the most estimable presences in the conservative alt-media, topped with the rhetorical pelts of Dan Rather and not a few lesser lefty lights.
Anyway, happy anniversary, guys!
In an episode of Hill Street Blues (or maybe NYPD Blue, but I think it was Hill Street, on account of the fact that I watched Hill Street addictively, and maybe saw one episode of NYPD Blue), Dennis Frantz’ character (either Sergeant Buntz on HSB, or Sergeant Butt on NYPDB) and his new partner, a young Asian fellow (who, I’m told, was named “Rodriquez”, which seems odd for a character that I recall being Asian) just out of detective school, are cornered and kidnapped by a psychotic killer.
The two detectives are sitting, disarmed and helpless, in chairs facing the killer.
The killer looks at the two men, brandishing the most evil-looking short-barreled shotgun I’ve ever seen.
The killer demands “You don’t wanna die? Beg!”
Buntz warns his partner “Don’t do it. As long as you stand up to him, he’s not gonna kill you. He’s a gutless little worm who gets off on having power over better men”, or something to that effect.
“SHUT UP” yells the killer. “Beg!”
The newbie looks at Frantz/Buntz/Butt, and then at the shotgun. And he breaks down, starts to cry, and begs fervently for his life, as Frantz’s face goes white.
There’s a shotgun blast. You might guess how it turned out, in that Frantz’s character survived the length of both shows (although his showbiz career didn’t).
The lesson? Don’t be Dennis Frantz’ partner in a Steven Bochco crime drama.
Also don’t give bullies what they want.
Two weeks ago, after an episodewhere U of M professor Bill Gleason accused “The Late Debate”‘s Jack Tomczak of “stalking” him (by showing up in a public building where he publicly announced he’d be, carrying a baby and a stroller), Dr. Gleason filed a complaint with the FCC.
Gleason – a world-class researcher known for his frenetic publication schedule, beaver-like work ethic and outsized stature in the scientific community – said that he’d withdraw the complaint if Tomczak issued an apology on Twitter, on the air, and in writing. Gleason was to approve the apology.
Tomczak issued the apology a little over two weeks ago.
Apparently because the apology wasn’t delivered with the right degree of self-abasement, and notwithstanding the very high likelihood that the FCC complaint will be rebuffed without much in the way of comment, Hope 95.9’s management suspended Tomczak last week. That’s why I was on the air guest-hosting last night.
The episode illustrates three things.
Hope 95.9’s management is incredibly naive. Like Frantz’ partner, they figured that if they caved in to a bully – moreover, a bully with a paper-thin, flimsy case – with enough verve, everything would get better.
Predictably, Dr. Gleason will apparently not confirm that he’s mailed any sort of rescission letter to the FCC.
Maybe it’s because there’s no “rescind” button on the FCC’s online public complaint form.
Or maybe it’s because Gleason has no intention of rescinding his complaint.
And – above and beyond all that – maybe it doesn’t matter. Because…
The FCC Doens’t Adjudicate Personal Complaints. It’s in the business – among other things – of regulating the public airwaves, including ensuring broadcasters follow the rules that go along with having a broadcast licence.
Say, hypothetically, that you hear a morning DJ say one of the Seven Deadly Words. You file a complaint with the FCC, saying your sensibilities were offended. The FCC’s machinery grinds into action…
…about the time you get an apology from the DJ, who has converted to strict evangelism and is repenting of his ways.
Satisfied, you write the FCC asking to rescind your complaint.
What will the FCC say?
“That’s nice”, likely, but “we’re not here to enforce your ever-changing sensibilities; we’re here to make sure that radio stations follow the rules”. The Seven Deadly Words were said – ergo rules were broken. The FCC, legally, jurisdictionally and procedurally cares not one institutional jot about your feelings, then or now; merely that rules about the use of the public airwaves were broken. You were good enough to report it to them, and for that the FCC thanks you. Contribute to the station’s legal defense fund, or don’t return the FCC’s call when it asks for more info, it it helps your conscience – but your job, from the FCC’s perspective, ended when you clicked the “OK” button on the complaint form.
Gleason’s offer to “rescind” his complaint is equally meaningless, even if he does send the letter. The FCC doesn’t enforce rules about not hurting peoples’ feelings; they regulate how stations use their licenses.
That is it.
And either Gleason doesn’t know that, and is being ignorant, or he does, and is being a narcissist.
Barring the overreaction of some naive management, there isn’t a teapot small enough to hold this tempest. At least not as far as the FCC is concerned.
I’d bank on it.
Tonight, I’ll be sitting in for Jack Tomczak on The Late Debate, on the 95.9 in metro Anoka/Ramsey. TLD is the second-best franchise in Twin Cities conservative alternative media (and hence the second-best franchise in the Twin Cities media) behind the NARN (who else?) and I’m happy to pitch in.
Tonight, we’ll be talking about
the foolishness of caving into the demands of a mentally ill troll, because their “promises” for relenting are carved in sand, notwithstanding the fact that his FCC complaint is a fraud and a sham that I predict will get politely ignored, and the very fact that he thinks he can rescind the complaint is itself an indication of his bad faith and abuse of the system, since the FCC rules on offenses against the public airwaves, not on individuals’ ruffled feathers with Ron Paul supporter Corey Sax about this past month and its impact on the Republican Party of Minnesota.
And in the second hour, we’ll have a True North round table, with a group of writers from True North joining me to talk about the state of the state, the party, conservatism, and our publication.
That’s on The Late Debate – the best way there is to tide over the time between NARN broadcasts!
Everyone who’s ever worked in radio, especially talk radio, over the past 35 years has had three major pop-culture touchstones.
From the classic “WKRP in Cincinnati”, a young radio guy learns that Loni Anderson truly is unattainable – and that for every Gary Sandy, there are dozens of Herb Tarleks and Less Nessmans. Nessmen. Whatever. And that turkeys can’t fly (see: AM950).
More seriously? From Play Misty For Me starring and directed by Clint Eastwood, you learn that interacting with your audience can be a mighty dicey proposition.
(And of course, from Eric Bogosian’s Talk Radio you learn that you’re only as safe as your least stable audience member. Apropos not much).
I’m writing this purely as an aside. Just for information’s sake.
Speaking of radio, Jack Tomczak and Ben Kruse, hosts of “The Late Debate“, which airs from 10PM to midnight Sunday through Thursday on a three-station cluster in Anoka and Saint Cloud, celebrated the one-year anniversary of their show last weekend. It’s a conservative talk show that specializes in the six-way cattle-call panel discussions. And, improbably (according to radio conventional wisdom), they make it work. It’s a fun show. Here’s hoping they celebrate many more.
And they celebrated their first year on the air with that greatest of radio traditions – a dust-up with a listener “filing an FCC complaint”.
And on the other side, you have Dr. William B. Gleason, a chemistry professor at the University of Minnesota Medical School. Gleason is known far and wide for the frenetic pace and prolific output of his research work, the frequency and importance of his academic publications, his almost-suffocating work ethic, and the deep respect his fellow chemists have for him. It would be fair to say that he’s a rising star among the U of M’s tenured professors – perhaps one of the most valuable professors at the U of M Medical School, a giant on whose shoulders other giants stand, and one of the U of M Med school’s genuine treasures. 
And he doesn’t write a blog that bears a striking resemblance to one of those ransom notes pasted together from letters clipped out of magazines. .
Now, when Doctor Gleason’s not keeping up his frenetic pace at research, he tweets a bit – under his name and another sock-puppet ID. It is. And his left-of-center politics occasionally lead him into conflict with conservatives.
That’s what happened last week on The Late Debate.
Well, we’ll get back to that.
In the keen, razor-sharp analytical mind of Dr. William B. Gleason, the version of what happened resolved itself into a complaint to the Federal Communications Commission…
…which isn’t quite as big a deal as it used to be; you can do it yourself, online, If you feel like AM1280 The Patriot is beaming microwaves into your house to try to control your brain, the FCC has a site to collect the complaint.
And here’s the one Gleason filed.
There are actually three radio stations involved.
They are 1150 and 1300 AM in St. Cloud as well as 95.9 FM in “North Metro”
The web address of the show in question is:
Mr. Jack Tomczak harassed and threatened me prior to this show as is documented in the following post:
link to post – click her [sic]
Also available at this location is a clip of the objectionable material broadcast. Many of the things that Mr. Tomczak says are untrue as is evident from his twitter feed. Many of the things said are wrong and he had a responsibility to check them out before making these outrageous claims.
This is a public use of the air waves to make counter-factual statements for the purpose of harassing someone. This complaint falls within the FCCs purview of fairness.
I request an apology for this broadcast made by station owners as well as disciplinary action by them for Mr. Tomczak’s behavior.
I have been in contact with the management of the station(s) on which the Late Debate is broadcast. They have been thoroughly professional in handling this matter. Yesterday there were three lengthy telephone conversations as well as exchanges of email.
I have made suggestions about how to resolve this matter. My understanding is that Mr. Tomczak will be making an apology. I am hopeful that the matter can be rectified. If so, I will withdraw my complaint.
Lawyer friends – place your rhetorical and legal bets!
Now, one hesitates to get into an argument with a giant of science like Gleason, a man of such airtight, impeccable logic and cool, calculated reason (as exhibited here and here during his few dozen daily breaks from his grueling schedule as a world-class research academic).
But, improbable as it seems, Professor Gleason’s FCC complaint is a lot of ado about nothing. And in the next installment of this series, at noon today, we’ll show exactly how,
But more importantly – and worse? FM 95.9 would be wrong to “apologize” to Gleason because of it.
More at noon.
Redistricting didn’t treat Speed Gibson kindly:
It just occurred to me that with my home being redistricted from CD 3 (Paulsen) to CD 5 (Ellison) I now have no representation whatever in Washington DC. My Representative, both Senators, and my President are all hard Lefties, none with any record of generating serious thought.
The jury is out on my new State Senator (Eaton) who replaced the late Linda Scheid, who could think. My State Representative (Hillstrom) went hard Left in 2007…Mike Opat is my County Commissioner and Official Bagman of Target Field…[my] School Board (281) comprises seven Democrats, all committed to living in the past whether they know it or not.
My only bright spots are my Mayor and City Council. Two are new, so again, the jury is out. All are Democrats, but the three veterans think Brooklyn Center first, DFL second. Partly it just proves again why local decision-making works best. Partly these happen to be three great incumbents. But it’s also that as a mature first ring suburb with limited resources, we just can’t afford the flights of fancy that celestial suburbs and core cities think they can afford.
Well, he’s got that.
Me? I think I’ve reached less than zero representation at any level. I share Speed’s opinion of The One, Stuart and A-Klo. In the House, I’ve got Betty McCollum, who is even dumber than Ellison. What’s the difference between Betty McCollum and a pile of mulch? The mulch doesn’t have Nancy Pelosi pullilng its strings.
In the State House? I didn’t think it could get worse than Mary Jo McGuire (who just replaced Ellen Anderson) and Alice Hausman. I was wrong; I am now “represented” by the loathsome Sandy Pappas and Rhea Moran, whose mouth is connected to a microphone in Javier Morillo and Elliot Seid’s offices.
Ramsey County? I’m juuuuuust across the street from the utterly defensible Janice Rettman’s district. Which means I’m in Toni Carter’s district. And she’s utterly not defensible.
For Mayor? Chris Coleman, who’s like a teenager who keeps coming up to you saying “I know you gave me money to buy lunch, but I spent it on Pokemon cards, and I’m still hungry”, and Russ Stark, who yells “Off What?” when Cathy Lantry says “Jump!”.
If I were starting a blog today, I’d call it “Midway Samizdat”.
I woke up this morning and realized I hadn’t written anything about the big anniversary yesterday. So I’ll do it today.
March 6 was the eighth anniversary of the first-ever broadcast of the Northern Alliance Radio Network.
In the beginning, the idea was a simple trade; AM1280 would get the promotional mojo that came from associating with a bunch of the leading bloggers in a conservative blog scene that, then as now, was the biggest and best in the US. We’d get time to do a show. Everyone would win.
And everyone did win. I have no less fun doing the show today than I did on Day One. In fact, it may be more fun – because those first two years made for some weird, if fun, radio.
The first two years, the show basically involved hourly relays from among the crowd of bloggers involved – and it was a crowd. Ed, King Banaian, John HInderaker, Scott Johnson, Chad the Elder, Brian “Saint Paul” Ward and (at the very beginning) JB Doubtless and Atomizer all tramped in and out of the studio, along with the occasional guest, with me usually directing traffic making sure only one person talked at a time and (often as not) introducing them so the audience would know which of the mass of voices was which. It’s not a kind of show you hear often on talk radio. There’s a reason for that.
So those first two years, I was probably more of a traffic cop than a talk show host. I like being a host a lot more.
It was two years later we split into two, and then three, shows. People left (John, Scott, Chad, Brian), people joined (Brad Carlson) and joined and left (Michael Brodkorb), but we’re still at three shows on two stations on two weekend days.
It’s also a whack upside the head to note that in my first go-around in radio, I probably had actual jobs for eight of the 13 years; in other words, half of my “radio career” has been spent doing the NARN.
And I gotta say, it’s been the good half!
So as we kick off Year Nine of the NARN, I’d like to thank everyone involved. General Manager Ron Stone, like John Hunt before him, continues to let us use his valuable air time. Lee MIchaels, like Nick Novak and Patrick Campion before him, is a great, supportive program director. Tommy Huynh, like Matt Reynolds and Irina Malanina and the late great Joe Hanson before, keeps making us sound good.
And of course Ed, King and Brad, like John, Scott, Chad, Brian, Michael and even JB and Atomizer before them, continue to help make the NARN the most fun I’ve ever had on the radio, and remain among my best friends off the air, and help make the show one of the highlights of the week.
I joke that “the worst day on the air is better than the best day off the air”. It’s not really true – or at least, I feel sorry for anyone for whom it is true. But week-in, week out, for the past 416 weeks and probably close to 400 broadcasts now, doing the NARN has been one of the highlights of my week.
And for way, way more of you than anyone would have figured eight years ago, it’s at least a stop on your weekend listening, too. And for that I’m profoundly grateful.
Elspeth Reeve at the Atlantic – not necessarily a Breitbart-friendly mag – t on the late conservative alt-media impresario:
To understand Andrew Breitbart’s legacy, you first need to understand what he set out to do. If you happened to encounter him in Los Angeles during the middle of the last decade, when he was transitioning from Matt Drudge’s anonymous No. 2 to building his own web empire, he would happily tell you, in a long, not easy to follow monologue, about the terrible creeping forces of “cultural Marxism.” (To get a taste, here he is talking on the subject at the University of Redlands last September.) As he saw the world, there was still a grand battle raging between capitalism and communism, and the left — the heirs to the Frankfurt School as he constantly reminded people — had manage to twist the entire culture against capitalism. “The left is smart enough to understand that the way to change a political system is through its cultural systems,” he told The New Yorker’s Rebecca Mead in 2010. “So you look at the conservative movement — working the levers of power, creating think tanks, and trying to get people elected in different places — while the left is taking over Hollywood, the music industry, the churches.”
His project was to take that cultural space back for free market conservatives. ƒTo make his brand of economic freedom cool.
“Cool” – with its hipster-turned-marketing overtones – is the wrong term. Breitbart wanted the forces of freedom – libertarian-conservatives, free-marketeers, dissenters from the big government norm – to stop scoffing at the culture war, and start fighting and winning it.
Greg “Redeye” Gutfeld, writing last summer at Breitbart’s BigHollywood, called Tea Party conservatism the “new punk rock”, a joyous boiling down of whatever you need to boil down – rock and roll or conservative principle – to its very basics; shrink government and Keith Emerson organ solos; free markets and fewer 20 minute drum solos; three-minute songs and cut taxes; build independence, cut dependence.
And like Joe Strummer, David Johannson and Johnny Rotten, Breitbart had his squibs; anyone who’s breaking new ground (or exhuming old ground) will. Combat Rock and Buster Poindexter and the ’78 US Tour and some of James O’Keefe’s stretchier pieces were all diversions and footnotes to much, much bigger achievements; in Breitbart’s case, the first large, coherent conservative alt-media attempt to engage in popular culture.
The opening lines of his CPAC speech are a brand of conservativism you’re unlikely to see at the Republican National Convention. They sound like rock song lyrics: “Everything has changed, everything has changed in the last few years, conservatives used to take it and we’re not taking it anymore.” He sounded like angry kids railing against oppressive suburban culture. But he also acknowledged that he didn’t quite fit in with the conservative movement and a party that shows no signs of edging closer to his right-wing punk aesthetic.”Two hundred of us went out to the Occupy people to stand toe-to-toe with them to say, ‘We are here and we are not going to take your [artful hand gesture].’ I didn’t say it, I’m on TV right now, I’m a respectful conservative and my mom is watching.”
And it’s that – confronting the poisonous and hateful, calling out the totalitarian, while still engaging in the larger culture that we all, ideally, share – is the great lesson of Breitbart.
And it’s one of the reasons I always loved all his efforts. Like his former boss Matt Drudge, he didn’t come to the alt-media with a pedigree of working within the journalistic system. He came not to suck up to the liberal establishment in Hollywood, Journalism, education, “public service” and so many other areas of our culture; he came to criticize, satirize, mock and chasten it.
Which is, of course, why all of us unwashed peasants in the conservative blogosphere got into the game.
Andrew Breitbart passed away this morning in Los Angeles.
Larry Solov at BigJourno writes:
We have lost a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a dear friend, a patriot and a happy warrior.
Andrew lived boldly, so that we more timid souls would dare to live freely and fully, and fight for the fragile liberty he showed us how to love.
Breitbart gave the conservative alternative media something it needed; a full-time, tireless, fearless crusader, a rebel without a pause.
Liberals hated him, because he and his group of fellow media Visigoths played their game, only better; BigJourno and Big Hollylwood were like the Huffington Post, only not vapid and obsequious to their subjects. Andrew and his protegees did John Stewart and Steven Cobert one better; news, sometimes straight, sometimes satirical, but without the miasma of self-satisfaction in which the lefty shows marinade themselves.
I only met Breitbart once, at a party at Lileks’ place during Right Online last summer:
My biggest impression, other than the fact that he’d been pretty much mobbed, with admirers and, er, detractors during the entire event (he was the star of both Right Online and the sad, dyspeptic “Nutroots Nation”, also in town that weekend) was that, as much as he was into, as big a counter-media-culture empire as he’d built, as potent an instrument as he controlled, the greatest adventure of his life was raising his son, whom he very visibly couldn’t wait to get home to see, and whose fourth birthday party was going to be the real highlight of the week.
And it’s for his family I pray, and to them I send my sympathy and condolences.
For the rest of us?
Solov quotes Breitbart in the foward to his latest book:
Three years ago, I was mostly a behind-the-scenes guy who linked to stuff on a very popular website. I always wondered what it would be like to enter the public realm to fight for what I believe in. I’ve lost friends, perhaps dozens. But I’ve gained hundreds, thousands—who knows?—of allies. At the end of the day, I can look at myself in the mirror, and I sleep very well at night.
Breitbart discovered – on a grand scale – what a lot of us bloggers did almost a decade ago; that showing up, that deciding to make a difference, could be the beginning of something great. For many of us, it has been. And here’s hoping his example creates a thousand more like him.
Andrew is at rest, yet the happy warrior lives on, in each of us.
And that’s the key. To be a warrior – but a happy one. A gentleman. A full, completely realized, multifaceted human being, not a frothing acidic polibot.
He’ll be much missed. But he’s created thousands of memorials, and God willing there’ll be ten thousand more today and tomorrow.