#^d 2016-03-10 #^h The Day That Was

The Wichita Eagle was a veritable catalog of horrors yesterday. I'm working off hard copy, but if you hurry you might find the URIs online at Kansas.com. Here are some of the things that caught my eye (or nose, as the case may be).

For many years we suffered bad politicians with bad ideas and somehow muddled through. Even now, people my age are more likely to die quietly than to see their world descend into dystopia. But I have little faith now that young people today will be able to muddle through even as we did. Throughout much of my lifetime the left tried to organize on the basis of helping other people -- something noble but when push came to shove not exactly dependable. But with the Sanders campaign what I see is young people mobilizing to defend themselves against a future full of peril. Meanwhile, when you look at newsdays like the above, that peril appears not just as something looming like global warming but as something frightfully urgent.


A couple quick links on the election:

Could go on much longer, but let's close with a Matt Taibbi tweet:

Struggling to find the comp for that Trump victory speech. Ron Jeremy meets Stalin?

If anyone out there is too culturally illiterate to get the point, Ron Jeremy is a pudgy porn actor with modest skills as a comic, perhaps best known for waging swordfights with his erect penis. Stalin was head of the Soviet Union from 1929-1953, during which time he had nearly all of his political opponents killed off, some after elaborate show trials, at least one by an icepick-wielding assassin. He was famed for giving marathon speeches, frequently interrupted by long stretches of applause. It's been observed that the reason the applause lasted so long was that no one wanted to be seen as the first person to stop clapping. Sorry if you flash on both images next time you hear Trump speak, but I know I will.