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Month: May 2003

Restoring understanding

It looks like the whole looting question has been more or less cleared up. Various people were quick to jump on reports that only a handful of artifacts were missing. Turns out that there are only a handful missing… now. Because Customs did its job and found thousands of missing items (mostly manuscripts, some artifacts).

Praise is due to the US for making a strong and serious effort to fix the initial mistake. People who can’t wait for the full story to be in before mocking those who mourned the initial loss might want to consider getting a little more patient.

Hard on him

The new Richard Thompson CD is out, so what are you waiting for? Somewhat terrifyingly, it appears to come with a bonus CD, and Amazon claims that “Kiss” by Prince is on that CD. Dig if you will the picture. I’ll report back on that when I know more.

What I know right now is that you can get a limited edition EP at certain retailers, which has a couple live tracks on it, so the healthy thing to do would be to buy it. I did.

One of the live tracks is “Hard On Me.” When Mr. Thompson is touring with a band, there are always a couple of songs that serve as hangers for elaborate guitar solos. When I saw him the first time, it was “Amnesia.” This time it’s “Hard On Me,” and it’s so damned good I want to talk about it.

“Hard on me, hard on me
Why do you grind me small?”

The song starts out as one of his dirges, grim and painful and driven by inexorable drumming and simple blunt chording. Around a minute in, he starts sending shimmering riffs on top of Danny Thompson’s bass, and when he hits the chorus the next time, the first hints of guitar madness creep out, bent notes singing around the edges of his rough voice.

Two minutes in and he’s launched the first solo. It’s atonal, not rushed, climbing up and down the scale and lingering in the spaces carved out by drum and bass guitar. Doesn’t last too long, just a minute, before the space collapses and it’s back to the dirge. Four minutes in, and the band is picking up the harmonies, none of it beautiful and all of it pained and when they fall off the edge of the verse his guitar is there to pick up the pieces.

Silence.

Danny Thompson steps up, fingering his huge standup bass with unexpected agility. Coming from such a huge instrument, it’s a surprise. It sets the stage for what’s going to happen next.

A heartbeat.

Richard Thompson starts carving out space again, and if you know his music, you know he’s going to keep on going. It’s simple at first, just a riff and another riff on the same theme and a third riff down a half an octave. Plenty of room to breathe.

Then it gets faster, six minutes in, all fancy and frilled and in the middle of the runs he slices big minor key chords like a painter laying down a sunset. That’s the musical range established and it’s off to the races. He fights his way up and down the solo, each note echoed and balanced by another, pairs and triplets and quartets of song too quick to distinguish as anything other than a group. At the top of his guitar’s range, he lets the notes stretch a bit, marking a boundary before diving back into the swamp.

Bass and drums, utterly calm, keeping the rhythm so that Richard Thompson can strain against it. “Hard On Me.” It’s a song about a desperate man, played with a desperate guitar that can’t — quite — break — free —

Nine minutes in, and he’s bending notes into shapes that shouldn’t exist. Bend and triplet and bend and little flurry of sound and it’s amazing that he doesn’t repeat himself. The guitar is frantic, gone from straining against the beat to just playing as fast as it can in hopes that it’ll outrace the trap it’s in. Then, suddenly, he reaches calm. Big fat sustained chords, five of them, returning us to the song. A final dance up and down the range of possibilities. Twelve minutes of passion thwarted. And of course, a last unfinished note that simply dies.

“I swim with emptiness.”

Phew. Before I fall off to sleep, exhausted from listening to that yet again, I’ll note that if you have a Mac you can pick up “Mr. Rebound” and “Fully Qualified To Be Your Man” from the iTunes Music Store as single tracks for 99 cents a pop. Yay!

So, cartoons

So, this cartoon. It’s from a newish online comic strip, which has found an audience by being fervently right-wing. The art isn’t bad. OK, all well and good. Occasionally I see right-wing bloggers chuckling at a strip and I can usually see why.

But, y’know, that cartoon.

I gotta ask. Is the artist aware that the Dems are in fact blocking only a handful of nominees? Jeff Sutton got through, no problems. Deborah Cook just got through. Michael McConnell got through. Dennis Shedd got through. Timothy Tymkovich got through.

The claims that the Democrats are trying to block all of Bush’s nominees are just, well, lies. Do a little hunting and you can find a number of progressive groups bitching about the nominees who aren’t being blocked.

You wouldn’t know it from the cartoon, though.

Wynners

Quick little followup on Jimmy Wynn:

Jay Bookman wrote an editorial about Wynn in the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. (Read it while you can; it’ll move to a paid archive at some point.) From the summaries of his past columns, I wouldn’t call him a conservative — he looks pretty liberal to me. He defended Wynn and praised the decisions made by the GBI. So, I guess that’s who’ll speak out against this injustice. Liberal columnists.

I dropped Mr. Bookman an email discussing the question of Wynn’s propensities towards violence, by the by, and he kindly replied. He went out and did the kind of real research that local journalists can do, and talked to some of Wynn’s friends, so his conclusions regarding Wynn’s personality are based on more palpable evidence than my Web searches. I’m still not totally convinced, given the tendency towards obfuscation that exists in the militia movement, but I’m not unconvinced either.

Indecision killin' me

How times change.

April 24, 2003:

The world must focus on the issue of nonproliferation, says President George Bush.

“One of our goals and objectives must be to strengthen the nonproliferation regimes and get the whole world focused on proliferation of weapons of mass destruction,” he told Tom Brokaw of the National Broadcasting Company (NBC) during an April 24 interview aboard Air Force One on his way to Canton, Ohio.

Of the U.S.-China-North Korea meetings held in Beijing this week, Bush said the message to the North Koreans and the world is: “(W)e’re not going to be threatened.”

“On the other hand we, the world, must come together to make sure institutions like the IAEA (International Atomic Energy Agency) are effective at stopping proliferation,” he said.

May 5, 2003:

A senior U.S. official said on Monday Washington saw no immediate role for the United Nations in its quest for weapons of mass destruction in Iraq.

The remarks by U.S. Undersecretary of State John Bolton spelled further frustration for International Atomic Energy Agency head Mohamed ElBaradei, who along with chief U.N. inspector Hans Blix hunted for the banned arms, at being kept out of post-war Iraq.

“I don’t think there is any role for the U.N. in the short term in searching for, or identifying, or securing weapons of mass destruction, but we do not necessarily rule out some kind of U.N. role down the road,” Bolton told reporters in Moscow.

The facilities that the IAEA wants to inspect were under IAEA seal. Nobody’s ever denied that there were potentially dangerous materials inside ‘em. However, Iraq didn’t unseal them. Had they done so, the IAEA would have reported this and provided a causus belli, which perhaps speaks to why Iraq left them the hell alone. The IAEA has good records of what was inside and is the agency most capable of determining the extent of the looting.

The IAEA acts in Iraq under the authority of UN Security Council Resolution 687 (PDF). This is one of those Security Council resolutions that we treat with such respect, even when the Security Council itself won’t. We won the war, but that doesn’t make the resolution vanish. Consider: if Iran had invaded and defeated Iraq, would that mean inspections were unnecessary? Nah. We can trust ourselves, of course, but if the IAEA wants to inspect the nuclear sites, where’s the harm?

It doesn’t create any dangerous precedents other than that the IAEA has the right to carry out actions decided upon in the Security Council. That seems pretty safe to me. What’s more, it’s precisely what Bush said they should do on April 24th — and that’s the meat of the issue. I could respect a consistent stance vis a vis international bodies, but it’s hypocritical to talk about making the IAEA effective while refusing their legitimate, Security Council-backed request.

How effective does the IAEA look when Bush is turning them down out of hand? Not very.

Got font?

The Got Milk? typeface is Phenix American. Looks like it needs a little kerning before it looks right, but that’s OK. Agfa will sell it to you for twenty-two bucks. I know I wanted this information for some reason, so I’ll just tuck it away here until I can remember why I wanted it.

Late edit: no, I will not send you the font. Someone spent a great deal of time creating the font, and if you want to use it you ought to pay for it.