Yiddishical Utterances

Oy!!!


I have a strange, seemingly genetic disposition to utter these words. Is this a part of the Jewish genome? Perhaps this is true, as I can’t think of anything else to explain this genetic disorder. What is a worry to me is that this means that Judaism is more than just a religion, culture, or even ethnicity.

I call out to the god of Abraham, Issac and Jacob to explain this to me. I know I am not a god fearing, or even believing person, but there must be some explanation. That, or I just wish I was an old Jew in Brooklyn who works during the day as a shoemaker and at night as a Shecky Green impersonator. Stranger things have happened.

I did for a long period of time quote Walter Cronkite for no apparent reason. I just wanted to be trusted as a man. Isn’t that what women want? “And that’s the way it is” right?

Official Anouncements and stuff...

I am a certified man. One with a certificate (in the mail). Its true, no one can ever take this away. Hopefully this certificate will bring me more acclaim and work than my handy "fake MD" and "Bar Passed" certificate. I only got to sue myself for medical malpractice which i thought was very rude...

ANYWAYS...

For anyone who is actually reading this... anyone? anyone? I have become a certified agent of KAOS. Thats right, the god of order and all things good in the world (its very confusing I know). Now he permits me to perform my act of honoring him every friday morning from 6-9 am through the air and web waves. He is a trickster god, but a very predictable one as well, with a schedule and all the goodies.

So yeah, bullshit aside, I have a new show on KAOS

It starts this friday, give it a listen will ya?

I'll start posting show information if interested. Check it out at kaosradio.org. Thats an organization y'all.

Please, Please, Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

Ridge Crushing Their Heads

First things first, I think this interview proves that Rachel Maddow is the best debater on television. She makes her points known, and challenges others, but doesn't lie, cheat, or intimidate in order to make her point. I think she should be applauded for this. Honestly.

Also, I must say, Tom Ridge, what's your problem? Why are you so scared of just admitting what you have already said? I know he says that the hullabalo about his book is taken out of context (that there was political pressure on him to raise the fabulously color coded terror alert system), but from what has been laid out, it seems hard to believe that.

If there was pressure to raise the terror alert based on politics, then we have an issue. That would be akin to using any other government agency or organization to aid a presidential administration. Hell, at least Nixon had his people do the Watergate break-in on their off hours. Also, this negates the entire purpose of their being such a system in the first place. The fact that he seemingly admitted this, and had strong feelings on it, in his book is a powerful statement, yet his unwillingness to follow along with the common understanding is more fascinating.

Is he blaming this issue on his PR? I understand the need to buy books, but to have on the cover of your book a statement that you don't seem to believe in is quite suspicious. He must not have a good enough ghost writer, or maybe his ghost writer knows more than Tom Ridge is will to let out. Either way, you should watch this interview:

Part 1

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Death Panels!

Jesus Kitty Christ. Is this what Obamacare is promising?

What have I become?

I wish I had more to say, or defend myself from this fact, but it is true:

I am becoming my father.

Its really scary, but its true. I stay at work late, like to go out to eat (as opposed to cook), I like to wake up early, I like eggs, I like bananas, I love coming home, taking a shower, kicking back and watching the news as I drift off asleep as my cat sleep on my lap.

I am becoming my father.

I have a strange obsession with William Shatner, Sarah Palin, and Rick Perry's possible gayness. I like Apple computer products, am constantly looking at my cell phone, and I actually like studying the civil war.

I am becoming my father:











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...HOLY SHIT ITS TRUE!

Holy shit im stuck in a goddamn elevator

The world is fucking mad. Oh well, it isn’t like it was anything too important. Oh wait, it was! Oh well, Only 30 minutes until they come to pry open the doors. No biggie right? Unless, well, I suffocate. Then that would suck. I wouldn’t want that. No, that would be bad. Hopefully they will be here soon.

Anyways, who cares, these elevators are ventilated right. Shit this kinda sucks though. Im not stuck in here with some hot girl and we have share breath with each other to stay alive. Well, like the indie pixie vixen they don’t really exist anyways, so seeing that would actually be worse than not seeing it. It would mean im hallucinating. Which would be an unfortunate event, leading up to my evaluation with matt. Maybe he’ll go easy on me knowing I was just thrust in a box for 45 minutes without any way out. Or not. Who cares, its just fucking Evergreen.

Do I curse too much? At times I feel like I do. I have to keep the words pure for their use at critical times when it really matters. I want to say when something is fucking good or fucking bad, not when something is fucking alright. Is saying “fucking alright” about the equivalent of saying im an extreme moderate? Im not sure. It feels different than saying fucking normal. That has some meaning. Fuck the status quo, fuck life as we know it, etc. All that anarcist shit. Fuck! I did it again. Oh well, its fucking alright.

Breathe in and out Ben, you aren’t going to die. At least today.

Wow, I really want a cigarette right now. I bet they would even be understanding, but I think that’s in bad form. I try to be a nice guy, and I’m trying to cut down on the cancer sticks. I think going against both would be a pretty bad idea right now. At least that’s how it feels to me. Maybe I should just let it go. But I can’t, so I won’t.

Honestly, Is trying to be a nice guy something you should just let go anyways? That seems like something irrefutably good, worth hanging onto. Alright, Kool Keith’s coming on the final mix of my life. There aren’t many better ways to go out right?

Ben

Post Script: I am alive.

The End of the Beginning

It's 6:40 am as I am writing this.

I only see the sunrise, or what I can see of it on a cloudy day, if i wake earlier than even the most sane man. Anyways, its my birthday. The big 22. Nothing special comes with that number except symetry, but in many ways that may be all I need from the digits. Its a cold day, rainy, dreary. Not surprising for Washington, but it really does feel like a new period of time and I'm glad I got to see the transition. Anyways, as a sip my cheap store brand coffee and absorb the heat of a Target-brand floor, all while listening to Chick Corea it seems right.

I made a new video, with a slightly guided tour of my apartment. Highlights, rearanging my bookshelf and media shelf to better hold everything. Lets just say, its terribly exciting. Also, the cats wrestle at the end, which is always nice. Anyways, I hope everyone's day is a sweet and calm as mine has been. In only 6 hours I will be done with my first summer session and soon headed to Seattle. Hopefully Audrey has the stones for two days of the Capitol Hill Block Party. We shall see.

Anyways, enjoy: