Archive for October, 2012

TMQ Watch: October 2, 2012.

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2012

Before we jump into this week’s column, here’s a totally inappropriate 80’s flashback for you.

You’re welcome. After the jump…

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Random crap: October 2, 2012.

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2012

Man, time flies when you’re having fun. The first of the Austin nightclub trials started yesterday. (Previously.) It doesn’t seem that there’s much to report yet, but I’ll try to keep an eye on the trial for any sensational revelations.

Ah, “Rebecca”. We hardly knew you. Ben Sprecher’s attempt to round up additional financing didn’t pan out, and the musical has been cancelled. (Previously.)

In an interview Mr. Russo, a longtime criminal defense lawyer, said that Mr. Sprecher’s computer might have been hacked and confidential e-mails stolen “as part of some kind of plot to scare off investors and doom the show.” He said that Mr. Sprecher had turned over hundreds of e-mails to investigators. But Mr. Russo declined requests for several pieces of corroborating information that might shed light on one of the most troubled productions in recent Broadway history.

Also in the NYT: yet another story about fishing tournament fraud. I really do not get why people are surprised by this, or why the media finds it newsworthy. Where there’s money, there’s going to be fraud. If you’re talking six figure money, there’s going to be six figure fraud. And if someone defrauds someone else of a six-figure sum of money, why shouldn’t that be a felony, just because fish are involved?

If four new books are any indication, Mr. Zuckerberg is the decidedly nonmacho, non-pickup-driving embodiment of a new breed of American hunter. These young memoirists have loaded their rifles and shotguns for complicated reasons, including culinary one-upmanship. Nothing wows jaded dinner guests like a braised shank of calf moose that you’ve recently “harvested” and “dressed” — hunting euphemisms for killed, skinned and disemboweled — before bringing it to the table.

I haven’t read any of the new books mentioned by the NYT, but I did read Mr. Rinella’s previous book, The Scavenger’s Guide to Haute Cuisine. That was 51% interesting, 49% “throw across the room” annoying. I liked large parts of it – for example, his visit to an eel harvester and seller, and his trip to Alaska. What really set me off was the end of the book, in which Mr. Rinella cooks a large wild game Thanksgiving dinner for friends and family….and one of the guests is a vegan who insists on (metaphorically) crapping all over his elaborately prepared meal.

Sorry, but if I’m in Mr. Rinella’s position and someone pulls that <stuff> on me, I’ll take them aside and tell them politely: “This is your one warning. You are a guest in my house. If you continue to badmouth my food and complain about it not being vegan, I will physically throw you out the front door and see how many times you bounce. If you can’t deal with that, walk out now under your own power.”

Anyway, I don’t feel any real compulsion to read Mr. Rinella’s new book, or any of the others mentioned by the paper of record.

Bad boys, bad boys…

Monday, October 1st, 2012

…I’ll spare you the rest.

HOUSTON– Two Harris County Deputies were arrested at a wedding reception and one of them was the groom.

And on a related note.

Monday, October 1st, 2012

Since we’re into October, I wonder if it is time to start rounding up candidates for the Dumbest Article Printed In a Large Circulation Publication In 2012.

I could go through my “stupid” tag, but most of those entries are for heroic individual acts of stupidity, and not articles from the mass media.

I could throw things open to my readers, but every time I do throw things open to my readers, I get, shall we say, a less than deafening response.

Then again, I can’t dance, and it is too wet to plow still, so….

…put your candidates for “Dumbest Article Printed In a Large Circulation Publication In 2012” into the comments, or email them to me at stainles at gmail dot com if you want to remain monogamous anonymous.

I do think we need some ground rules:

  • Both traditional print and web-based publications are eligible.
  • I will accept nominations of individual articles from Salon and Slate, but I will not accept nominations of either of those sites as a whole. I will also judge submissions from those two sites more harshly than I do submissions from other sources, as both sites already have a reputation for publishing articles of enormous stupidity; thus, I hold them to a higher standard than I do supposedly reputable mass media such as the LAT.
  • I will accept nominations of individual articles from this site and the Saturday Dining Conspiracy web site, just to be fair.
  • “UN-altered REPRODUCTION and DISSEMINATION of this IMPORTANT Information is ENCOURAGED, ESPECIALLY to COMPUTER BULLETIN BOARDS.”

We’ve already got the LAT pot growers of the Emerald Triangle story to work with. (Though, on second thought, is that a stupid story, or a smart story about stupid people?)

I’ll add to the list this fine Salon article from January, which John Scalzi ably dissected. (“…the seven most damaging words in the English language for the reputation of any novelist might very well be ‘I just wrote an article for Salon.'”)

Any more entries? I’m sure I’m forgetting something, probably in Slate.

Edited to add: Thinking about it some more, I realized that I left the definition of “Large Circulation Publication” undefined. For example, does a professional writer’s personal blog that gets a lot of traffic count as a “Large Circulation Publication”? I think my answer to that is: you post ’em, I print ’em.

Timeless. Changeless. Ways.

Monday, October 1st, 2012

In this case, not the timeless changeless ways of the Amish, but those of the…Emerald Triangle pot growers, who find their way of life threatened. Not by the fact that what they do is, you know, friggin’ illegal, but

Battered by competition from indoor cultivators around the state and industrial-size operations that have invaded the North Coast counties, many of the small-time pot farmers who created the Emerald Triangle fear that their way of life of the last 40 years is coming to an end.

Yes. They’re being threatened by competition.

Since the mid-1990s, the price of outdoor-grown marijuana has plummeted from more than $5,000 a pound to less than $2,000, and even as low as $800.

More:

…the liberalization of marijuana laws in the last decade upended the status quo.
From Oakland to the Inland Empire, people began cultivating indoors on an unprecedented scale at the same time that growers from around the world flooded the North Coast because of its remoteness and deep-rooted counterculture.

Medical marijuana dispensaries, according to the LAT, prefer weed grown indoors; I’m no expert on growing dope, but I’d figure that growing indoors gives you a more consistent product and more reliable sourcing.

The locals complain that back in the old days (we’re talking about the 1980s here), dope farmers “paid for community centers, fire departments, road maintenance and elementary schools.”

Even today, small cannabis-funded volunteer fire stations and primary schools are scattered throughout the ranges. And the local radio station, KMUD, announces the sheriff’s deputies’ movements as part of its public service mandate.

But now:

Longtime residents complain that the newcomers cut down trees, grade hillsides, divert creeks to irrigate multi-thousand-plant crops, use heavy pesticides and rat poisons, and run giant, smog-belching diesel generators to illuminate indoor grows. They blaze around in Dodge monster trucks and Cadillac Escalades and don’t contribute to upkeep of the roads or schools.

And:

“Ultimately we worry about Winston or Marlboro getting some land and doing their thing,” said Lawrence Ringo, a 55-year-old grower and seed breeder deep in the wilds of Sohum. “We see it time after time in America — big corporations come in and take over.”

Wow, Ringo. Did you really think that when dope was legalized, R.J. Reynolds was going to come down out of the hills and start purchasing your organic free-range ganja in quantities large enough to satisfy the American consumer?

How can sun-grown not be better medicine?” Anna asked. “If you’re sick, you want something that has chemicals in it? You can’t grow indoor organically. Not to mention the fossil fuels it burns up.”

“If you’re sick, you want something that has chemicals in it?” Yes, you stupid bitch. We in the civilized world call that “medicine”. And here’s another big fucking hint for you: everything has chemicals in it, including your organic brown rice and that dope you’re growing.

The libertarian side of me believes that marijuana should be legalized. The non-liberatarian side of me is starting to lean more towards legalization, if it means that these idiots will be forced to find some sort of useful work.

Legalization “has the potential to be devastating,” she said.

The most shocking thing about this story? That the LAT apparently printed it with a straight face.

Well. Well well well well. Well.

Monday, October 1st, 2012

The significance is not that I happened to stumble across this:

(This being Fast and Furious: Barack Obama’s Bloodiest Scandal and the Shameless Cover-Up, if you can’t read the cover in the photo taken with CrapCam 2.0!)

The significance is where I found it: on a register endcap at my local H.E.B., where they usually keep magazines, best-selling books (like King and Patterson) and impulse purchase items.

(Edited to add before someone points it out me: H.E.B. is a large local grocery store chain.)

And while my readers outside of Texas may think that this is a particularly conservative state…well, you’d be right, but Austin, and especially the part of Austin I live in, is an Obama stronghold. Seeing this get such prominent display is a bit surprising.

We do the legwork so you don’t have to.

Monday, October 1st, 2012

Since I posted twice about the auction that included some of Bonnie and Clyde’s guns, I felt that I owed it to my loyal readers (all four of them) to give some final results. All of these are by way of Invaluable.com, which notes that these prices have not yet been verified.

Bonnie’s Colt Detective Special went for $220,000.

Clyde’s Colt in “Fitz Special” style went for $37,000.

A 1911 that Clyde had in his waistband during the ambush went for $200,000.

The S&W Hand Ejector went for $41,000, against a pre-sale estimate of $75,000 – $100,000.

The “Baby Face” Nelson S&W “Safety Hammerless” went for $17,000, against a pre-sale estimate of $40,000 – $50,000.

I’m not sure what to make of these two Smiths. It may be that “Baby Face” Nelson associational items don’t have the same draw as Bonnie and Clyde, but I’m not sure why Clyde’s S&W didn’t meet expectations. Perhaps the fact that it has been re-finished had something to do with that…

And the Emmett Dalton .44 Russian top-break went for $15,000, against a pre-sale estimate of $25,000 – $30,000.

(Edited to add: Invaluable.com requires you to have an account and be signed in before showing prices, so if you don’t see prices at those links, that’s why.

Also, thinking about it some more, the 1911 and Bonnie’s Colt were probably big money guns because they were actually recovered from Bonnie and Clyde’s bodies after the ambush. The S&W was apparently in the car, but not found on either of them, and the “Fitz” was recovered from a car stolen by Clyde. So that may explain the pricing. Maybe. What do I know?)

(Edited to add 10/2: Here’s the report direct from RR Auction, which gives the prices including bidder’s premium. Invaluable’s prices apparently did not include that figure.)

The map is not the territory.

Monday, October 1st, 2012

I was going to the destination for Saturday’s Saturday Dining Conspiracy. So, of course, I put the address into the new IOS6 mapping application on my shiny new iPhone 5.

The phone routed me to a shopping center across a major highway and, I’d estimate, about .3 miles from where the restaurant actually was.

Oh, wait. Did I say “IOS6 maps” and “shiny new iPhone 5”? I’m sorry. I meant to say “Google Navigation” and “my two-year-old HTC EVO running Android”.

Point being: Apple’s new Maps may not be up-to-spec, but I’ve personally run into problems with Google Maps/Google Navigation on my phone as well. Apple gets all the attention now, probably because new! shiny! but the claimed perfection of Google does not exist.

(As I said above, I use an HTC Evo on Sprint. Now that I’m off contract, I am considering an iPhone 5, mostly because I’m not totally happy with Android as an environment and as an ecosystem, as well as not very much liking the Sprint add-ons. As I’ve said elsewhere before, I work professionally with Windows and UNIX based operating systems, my main home computers are Macs, and my laptop is a netbook running Ubuntu. I don’t have a dog in the platform wars, and I don’t really give a damn what you use, or what you think of other people who use a different platform.)