Yesterday and Today

The first Persian Gulf War in 1991 was a watershed event for CNN that catapulted the network past the "big three" American networks for the first time in its history, largely due to an unprecedented, historical scoop: CNN was the only news outlet with the ability to communicate from inside Iraq during the initial hours of the Coalition bombing campaign, with live reports from the al-Rashid Hotel in Baghdad… Wikipedia

As the age of newspapers seems to move closer to its end, and real-time, online, and citizen journalism grows in strength and credibility, this incident may in fact turn out to be an important part of media history: The day when the best news of the day was brought to you in 140 characters or less. Yahoo News

Maybe CNN should have taken CNNi feed last evening. But it was middle of the night in Iran, and even journalists have to rest sometimes. Howard Kurtz

This is CNN irrelevance

June 16th

Happy Bloomsday!

Okay, so this post is becoming a yearly thing. Folse has new content and a suggestion for some June 16^th activities.

As for me, much like last year, I’ve been rather busy. I didn’t make it to Dublin, or to Davy Byrne's pub for a Guinness…and I never finished Ulysses, for that matter, either.

STATELY, PLUMP BUCK MULLIGAN CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressing gown, ungirdled, was sustained gently-behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:

-- Introibo ad altare Dei.

Halted, he peered down the dark winding stairs and called up coarsely:

-- Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful jesuit.

Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding country and the awaking mountains. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his head. Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked coldly at the shaking gurgling face that blessed him, equine in its length, and at the light untonsured hair, grained and hued like pale oak.

And here's a little Minutemen for your entertainment...

Waiting For The Man

Nagin, who is in Australia attending a conference on climate change, told The Associated Press that after a series of offers and counteroffers, Chevron has accepted the city's bid of $8 million, which he said is the property's appraised value. TP

So it appears that Nagin might actually accomplish something he said he would. But I have to qualify that by pointing out that buying the building and actually moving City Hall are two very different things. And it is when that word “actually” crops up with C Ray, that thing usually fall apart.

But I will give him this, it looked like this was one of his usual “visions” that get no further than the teleprompter.

This is of course totally ignore the issue of whether this is a good idea and whether this is the appropriate time to move forward on it.

Personally, I am tepidly in support of the idea for various reasons. I am not unswayed by the arguments against it, just that I find the scale tipped a tad to the “for” side at this point. There are a lot of things that could change the equation for me, so don’t consider me a cheerleader for this by any means. One positive point is that with C Ray on the case this will progress on a glacial/FEMA timescale so there will be plenty of time and other administrations to assess and re-asses everything.

I Ain't Got Nobody

Gone, but never to be forgotton…I was blown away at his first and only 2002 Jazz Fest performance.

Keith Spera has a great write up of the 7^th ward original

"Louis's ace-in-the-hole was Sam Butera," said Gia Prima, the fifth of Louis's five wives and the singer in his band from 1962 to 1975. "That animal attraction that they had, with Sam's honking sax and Louis's jumping and jiving -- without Sam, Louis couldn't have pulled it off."

Here he is with Louis Prima in their prime:

Death’s Door

Apparently a camel farted somewhere in Africa and the Corp(se) of Engineers assures us that we’re all going to die be safe, so we should all set our hair on fire and run to get in line now, fubar FEMA’s got the popcorn ready.

Its June 1^st. So get your gris gris on and make nice with that one legged god, and keep repeating the word "earth".