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I’m ready to see “Vice,” the Dick Cheney pic by Adam “The Big Short” McKay. There’s a lot of good stuff in this NYT profile of McKay, including this part:
“Recently, a sizable portion of the left has adopted surprising, relatively sanguine attitudes toward the Bush-Cheney years. I asked McKay, who directed a scathingly satirical 2009 Broadway show about Bush called, ‘You’re Welcome America,’ whether he saw his unsparing portrait of Cheney in ‘Vice’ — humanizing gestures notwithstanding — as a would-be corrective to liberal amnesia on this score. ‘I hope to God that it is,’ McKay said, nodding. ‘Really what that shows you is the number of people for whom government is just about appearance. Bush and Cheney just kept up the facade, whereas this administration doesn’t even remotely pretend. So when I hear people say, “I miss the days of Bush and Cheney,” what they’re really saying is, “I miss the days when people would at least pretend.”’” He went on: ‘Every time I see it, I shake my head, like, “You’ve got to be kidding me. The world economy collapsed, we had the greatest military fiasco in U.S. history apart from Vietnam.” When I hear “Trump makes you miss Bush,” I go, “There’s no question that Bush and Cheney are way ahead of him in terms of damage done.”’” He characterized such Bush nostalgia bluntly: “Now that my house is on fire, I long for when it was infested by bees.”’”
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If you haven't already, make sure to read David Roth's "The President of Blank Sucking Nullity." It's my favorite thing I've read on Trump thus far, and it really gets to the ... uh, heart of the man.
"To understand Trump is also to understand his appeal as an aspirational brand to the worst people in the United States. What his intransigent admirers like most about him—the thing they aspire to, in their online cosplay sessions and their desperately thirsty performances for a media they loathe and to which they are so helplessly addicted—is his freedom to be unconcerned with anything but himself. This is not because he is rich or brave or astute; it’s because he is an asshole, and so authentically unconcerned. The howling and unreflective void at his core will keep him lonely and stupid until the moment a sufficient number of his vital organs finally resign in disgrace, but it liberates him to devote every bit of his being to his pursuit of himself. Actual hate and actual love, as other people feel them, are too complicated to fit into this world. In their place, for Trump and for the people who see in him a way of being that they are too busy or burdened or humane to pursue, are the versions that exist in a lower orbit, around the self. Instead of hate, there is simple resentment—abject and valueless and recursively self-pitying; instead of love, there is the blank sucking nullity of vanity and appetite."
The other night I volunteered for Planned Parenthood. Usually, I'm an escort for those who are going to the clinic to have abortions. This time, I went to a house where maybe 40 or so mostly women were trying to stop one of this red state's senators from voting for legislation to defund Planned Parenthood. Typically, I would've joined the group of folks writing letters to the senator, but because I had recently read this article, by a guy who chose phone calls over emails and discovered a greater intimacy, I decided to stand on the back patio in the heavy humidity and call people to ask them to call the Senator and tell him they stand with Planned Parenthood and they don't appreciate his attempt to defund it. I actually haven't really done anything like this before. Sure, I've cold called, but this was more like chilly calling. Some numbers had since been changed. Sometimes, I left a message. Occasionally, I got a person. My favorite response on the no end of the spectrum was: "Honey, I'm 90 -- click." Clearly, she had better things to do. Sometimes, you got an enthusiastic response. More often than not, that was from a woman. Yes, she would call. Clearly, she was delighted to hear from Planned Parenthood. She understood that this was a call to action. She was ready to go.
I had fun writing a new post for my Forbes blog in which I asked porn industry insiders if Anthony Scaramucci has a future in being paid homage in a XXX movie. You can read that story here.
In Scaramucci and his graphic diatribe, Myers saw the potential for a sex parody that would be right at home alongside his long line of other successful pop culture parodies: "Game of Bones," "The Big Lebowski: A XXX Parody," and "Spongeknob Squarenuts" among them. He even went so far as to reach out to Tommy Pistol, a porn actor from Astoria, Queens, who has a background in sketch comedy, with the goal of casting him as Scaramucci. Pistol has been performing in adult movies for the last 12 years. "I think that was like the shoo-in for me," Pistol recounts of getting the call, "being a New Yorker and being able to act."
Watch this movie. Tragic, and beautiful, and totally original. America has the president it deserves.
Make sure to read Sarah Stillman's latest in the New Yorker: "Can Behavioral Science Help in Flint?" It's the story of the water trouble in Flint, the quiet problem of helping people make change that will help themselves, and the stark division between race and state.
"Social science—or, more accurately, in some cases, pseudoscience—has a fraught history when it comes to communities of color. Eugenics; phrenology; the Tuskegee Study of Untreated Syphilis in the Negro Male. It’s easy to grasp why, especially in many disenfranchised neighborhoods, the sudden appearance of two cheerful behavioral scientists doling out help 'for the good of the American people' (a phrase of which Shankar is fond) might be met with suspicion. Such wariness hovered over a morning meeting that Shankar and Tucker-Ray had on their second day, at the Genesee County health department."
Over on my Forbes blog, I interviewed a young woman who's created a firearm coloring book.
How did you come up with the idea of doing a firearm coloring book?
The firearm coloring book has been something that I've wanted to do for nearly two years. I created something that I wanted to exist: a high-detail, visually-correct firearm coloring book. Conveniently enough, other people wanted it to exist, as well, so I've received an incredible amount of support.
I started volunteering at Planned Parenthood about nine months ago. My role is to escort clients into the clinic on days when they're doing abortion procedures. I ended up volunteering because I was driving by the clinic and saw the protestors out front. It made me upset. I thought instead of being upset, it would be more productive if I did something, so now I volunteer.
I'm a freelance journalist, and the volunteering has been a great thing for me. You should try it.
It gives you a routine. One thing about freelancing is that, most of the time, every day is different. This is good for originality, but it's less good for establishing a set routine. The volunteering I do is a set routine. It requires a minimal time commitment from me, and it rarely deviates from it.
It's good to give freely. In some ways, freelancing is like choosing a career path that requires you to constantly negotiate your worth. You're negotiating for fees, extracting payment, building up your brand so you can demand a higher rate. Volunteering is simple: You give and expect nothing material in return. You get other things: self-esteem, empathy, humility.
It needs you now. I don't know what you might do to volunteer, but I'd suggest picking something that resonates with you emotionally. Right now, Planned Parenthood and women's reproductive rights are under attack by a giant Cheetos snack who has hijacked the Oval Office. This is a great time for you to make yourself of use before Stalinism takes over the United States of America.
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Ever since The Man I Didn't Vote For was elected, I've been protesting in the same way that most white people do: posting stuff on social media so I feel like I'm doing something but in fact I'm doing nothing. I combine famous quotes with pictures of president-elect Donald Trump. Here are a few for you to enjoy or dislike.
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A.O. Scott has a short sort of preview review of "Weiner," the upcoming doc about Anthony Weiner and what the hell goes on inside his head:
"In 2013, as he tried to rehabilitate himself with a run for mayor of New York City, he invited the documentary filmmakers Josh Kriegman and Elyse Steinberg to observe his campaign. They recorded his further self-immolation, and the resulting film has a queasy irresistibility, even as it remains a bit coy about its own motives."
Watch out for those porn stars' shoulders, Rep!
[Rep. Brandon Phelps’ campaign] expenditures in 2015 included a $1,100 donation to the Central Florida Shootout, a fishing tournament in the Sunshine State. He said in an interview that he did not attend the tournament. He spent time at Lake of the Ozarks last summer and also went to Las Vegas in January 2015 to attend the Shot Show, a gun exposition. The tab for his stay at the Hard Rock Hotel during the gun show came to $1,340. Coincidentally or not, Adult Video News was holding its annual adult entertainment convention, which draws crowds of porn stars and their fans, at the Hard Rock at the same time as the gun show was in town.
Phelps said that the National Rifle Association arranged for his lodging and that he did not rub shoulders with porn stars. He says that he checked out when he discovered that porn stars were coming.
“When I heard that, I left early,” Phelps says. “They (the porn convention) came in the day after I left, supposedly. I was not there. God knows that I was not.”
If you're into politics, arts and crafts, paper dolls, Donald Trump, or porn, WoodRocket has created a Donald Trump paper doll with different penis options.
There are six diverse styles to pick from, so you have to use your imagination on this one.
The choice is yours, America.