From: owner-loud-fans-digest@smoe.org (loud-fans-digest) To: loud-fans-digest@smoe.org Subject: loud-fans-digest V4 #298 Reply-To: loud-fans@smoe.org Sender: owner-loud-fans-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-loud-fans-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk loud-fans-digest Wednesday, November 3 2004 Volume 04 : Number 298 Today's Subjects: ----------------- [loud-fans] Happy Election Day ["[The Arch-Villain] West" ] Re: [loud-fans] First Avenue RIP? [zoom@muppetlabs.com] [loud-fans] all the lonely people [LkDylaninthmvies@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 00:50:05 -0800 From: "[The Arch-Villain] West" Subject: [loud-fans] Happy Election Day Hope for the best, expect the worst... West [demime 0.97c-p1 removed an attachment of type image/jpg which had a name of Election Day.JPG] ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 05:57:30 EST From: LkDylaninthmvies@aol.com Subject: Re: [loud-fans] Happy Election Day In a message dated 11/2/04 4:10:51 AM Eastern Standard Time, glarbleflarb@earthlink.net writes: > Hope for the best, expect the worst... > Here's some funny election day news for you from my home, Greenville, South Carolina (aka Sparta on acid) From Metro Beat arts and entertainment magazine (a local free paper) this week on candidates and issues: School Board Considered the entry-level opening for public service, school board members have gone on to be elected governor and even president (Jimmy Carter in Georgia) or to powerful legislative positions (Congressman Henry Brown). Whether any of the current crop of school board hopefuls will advance into the political firmament is unknown, of course, but they have provided some colorful moments in this campaign. Among the challengers to District 17 incumbent Tommie Reece is Joyce C. Worthington, a stay-at-home mom who has her own ideas for the public schools, even though she chooses to send her child to a Christian school. Worthington was one of the citizens who frequently appeared at County Council to oppose the Martin Luther King holiday. On one memorable occasion, she rose to speak because "God was on her heart" then promptly referred to (Greenville native) Jesse Jackson as "the anti-Christ." The vacant District 21 seat has drawn three challengers, including retired teacher Danna Edwards and 29-year-old martial arts instructor Jason Rogers. The prize package in this contest is businessman Tom Kriese, who actually told The Greenville News he is running because, "They've got too damned many women on the board and they've got too many people that are in education. I mean, hell, that's kind of like putting the fox in charge of the henhouse." ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 15:32:09 EST From: LkDylaninthmvies@aol.com Subject: [loud-fans] A Day In The Life My girly man minister friend sent me this. It may be slanted (& enchanted?) but it's definitely clever. Enjoy on this Election Day: DAY IN THE LIFE OF JOE REPUBLICAN > > >Joe gets up at 6 a.m. and fills his coffee pot with water to prepare > >his morning coffee. The water is clean and good because some > >tree-hugging liberal fought for minimum water-quality standards. > > >With his first swallow of coffee, he takes his daily medication. His > >medications are safe to take because some stupid commie liberal fought > >to insure their safety and that they work as advertised. All but $10 > >of his medications are paid for by his employer's medical plan because > >some liberal union workers fought their employers for paid medical > >insurance. Now Joe gets it too. > > >He prepares his morning breakfast, bacon and eggs. Joe's bacon is safe > >to eat because some girly-man liberal fought for laws to regulate the > >meat packing industry. In the morning shower, Joe reaches for his > >shampoo. His bottle is properly labeled with each ingredient and its > >amount in the total contents because some crybaby liberal fought for > >his right to know what he was putting on his body and how much it > >contained. Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air > >he breathes is clean because some environmentalist wacko liberal fought > >for laws to stop industries from polluting our air. > > >He walks to the subway station for his government-subsidized ride to > >work. It saves him considerable money in parking and transportation > >fees because some fancy-pants liberal fought for affordable public > >transportation, which gives everyone the opportunity to be a > >contributor. > > >Joe begins his work day. He has a good job with excellent pay, medical > >benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some lazy > >liberal union members fought and died for these working standards. > >Joe's employer pays these standards because Joe's employer doesn't want > >his employees to call the union. If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes > >unemployed, he'll get a worker compensation or unemployment check > >because some stupid liberal didn't think he should lose his home > >because of his temporary misfortune. > > >It's noontime and Joe needs to make a bank deposit so he can pay some > >bills. Joe's deposit is federally insured by the FSLIC because some > >godless liberal wanted to protect Joe's money from unscrupulous > >bankers who ruined the banking system before the Great Depression. > > >Joe has to pay his Fannie Mae-underwritten mortgage and his > >below-market federal student loan because some elitist liberal decided > >that Joe and the government would be better off if he was educated and > >earned more money over his lifetime. > > >Joe is home from work. He plans to visit his father this evening at > >his farm home in the country. He gets in his car for the drive. His > >car is among the safest in the world because some America-hating > >liberal fought for car safety standards. He arrives at his boyhood > >home. His was the third generation to live in the house financed by > >Farmers' Home Administration because bankers didn't want to make rural > >loans. The house didn't have electricity until some big-government > >liberal stuck his nose where it didn't belong and demanded rural > >electrification. > > >He is happy to see his father, who is now retired. His father lives on > >Social Security and a union pension because some wine-drinking, > >cheese-eating liberal made sure he could take care of himself so Joe > >wouldn't have to. Joe gets back in his car for the ride home, and > >turns on a radio talk show. The radio host keeps saying that liberals > >are bad and conservatives are good. He doesn't mention that the > >beloved Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit > >Joe enjoys throughout his day. > > >Joe agrees: "We don't need those big-government liberals ruining our > >lives! After all, I'm a self-made man who believes everyone should > >take care of themselves, just like I have." ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 02 Nov 2004 17:00:32 -0500 From: Jbr21122@aol.com Subject: [loud-fans] First Avenue RIP? http://www.startribune.com/stories/462/5065296.html. Hope things get straightened out, if not at the present location, then at another one... Back to lurking, Jim Robson ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 16:27:44 -0600 From: Chris Prew Subject: Re: [loud-fans] First Avenue RIP? Apologies to non-Minneapolitans... If Steve McClellan (previous booker and boss) is involved in the management of the "new" club that will take its place, one would assume the new club will maintain a live music focus. At least, thats what I'm hoping.... Now if they would only clean the bathroom in the Entry... Chris On Nov 2, 2004, at 4:00 PM, Jbr21122@aol.com wrote: > http://www.startribune.com/stories/462/5065296.html. > > Hope things get straightened out, if not at the present location, then > at another one... > > Back to lurking, > Jim Robson ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 14:55:36 -0800 (PST) From: zoom@muppetlabs.com Subject: Re: [loud-fans] First Avenue RIP? > Now if they would only clean the bathroom in the Entry... Surely it can't be as bad as those mythological CBGB's bathrooms. Though the Off-Ramp, sometimes considered the cradle of grunge...*shudder*... Andy "Did you hear about Al Green? He went onstage last night at the Apollo, wearing this white suit, and his fly was unzipped, and there was no underwear underneath." - --my housemate Steve, a week or so ago ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 2 Nov 2004 23:33:34 EST From: LkDylaninthmvies@aol.com Subject: [loud-fans] all the lonely people Yes, no big secret I love Doug. Just as much as I do Scott. I think his new book is just great, and it comes out in the US in January. Here's a few paragraphs, to give you a taste. If you like this, you can order it from Amazon in the UK. Hope your local candidate won, - --Mark S., who has apparently had none of his to win (last post today) np: Fountains of Wayne "Sick Day" (thought it was fitting) from Eleanor Rigby by Douglas Coupland, page 29: Books always tell me to find "solitude," but I've Googled their authors, and they all have spouses and kids and grandkids, as well as fraternity and sorority memberships. The universally patronizing message of the authors is, "Okay, I got lucky and found someone to be with, but if I'd hung in there just a wee bit longer, I'd have achieved the blissful solitude you find me writing about in this book." I can just imagine the faces of these writers, sitting at their desks as they write their sage platitudes, their faces stoic and wise: "Why be lonely when you can enjoy solitude?" Gee, in a lifetime of singleness I've never once toyed with the notion of locatating solitude for myself. I've checked out all the books on the subject, books ranging from the trailer park to the ivory tower: FINDING YOUR ACHEY-BREAKY SOULMATE to DECONSTRUCTING THE INNER DIALOGUE--METHODOLOGIES OF NAVIGATING THE POSTMODERN SELF. The writers of these books that tout loneliness cures universally trot out a dusty list of authors through history who have dared to discuss loneliness as a topic, but they could never just say loneliness. It has to be a tree or butterfly or pond--dead nineteenth-century gay guys who wrote about trees and lakes and who probably had huge secret worlds that they never wrote about. Or... It occurs to me that I sound like a bitter old bag. But when your central nervous system is constantly firing away like a diesel generator, relentlessly overpowering subtle or fine emotions, how are you supposed to derive solace from stories of oneness with nature written by those old-fashioned writers, about hiking and breezes in the trees? If they were alive today, they'd all be in leather bars. ------------------------------ End of loud-fans-digest V4 #298 *******************************