Michael Moore got his start with a documentary called "Roger and Me," which detailed his unsuccessful attempts to interview the head of General Motors. Now the tables have been turned, and a documentary is about to be released that details the filmmaker's unsuccessful attempts to interview Moore about his anti-America bias.
Now there's something you'll never see from Moore: An attempt at balance.
Moore is going to be mightily pissed off about this. All the accounts I've read have him reacting like a madman at being questioned at all. Can't wait to see the clips. permalink | |
Well, let's see. First, you have the US demand that the pals stop sending aid money to terrorists:
Sure, because murdering children and their pregnant mother isn't terrorism. It's part of the "national struggle."
Please. The EU hold the pals responsible for anything? They've been given evidence of terrorism and fraud by Arafat. They insist the evidence is faked.
Y'know, here's where I just want to say, oh, eff them. Why are we contributing a penny to these murderers? Why?
Also, for those who are thinking that Arafat is ready to give up one iota of his power: Think again.
Sure, that'll work. Not. Of course, here's the usual palestinian drivel about why they won't stop attacks:
In other words, give us everything we want and we'll stop killing you. Until we decide we want more. Yeah, eff this guy, too.
Arafat will give up his power only after he is dead. He managed to create this situation years ago, by getting all of the Arab world to agree that the PLO is the "sole, legitimate" representative of the palestinians, and of course, he is the leader of the PLO. The Europeans bought into it immediately, of course, and refuse to acknowledge that there is anyone else in the entire world who might, just might, be a better leader for the pals than Arafat. Of course, if they did that, they'd have to admit that they've been wrong for the past number of years. What? Admit error? The French and Russians got caught selling weapons to Saddam Hussein on the eve of the American invasion, and they're still denying that.
I've discussed the Gaza situation many times with Lynn (that would be Lynn B. of In Context, for those of you who have forgotten her, and who has some good posts up lately), and I've come around to her point of view on it. While I do agree that the settlements in Gaza are a mistake, I also think it's going to become one giant attack point after the IDF leaves, unless the Egyptians really intend to prohibit weapon smuggling. But gee, perhaps they're not so serious about it after all.
And please realize this: Egypt is in violation of the peace treaty it signed with Israel, for many reasons. There is no Egyptian ambassador in Israel. He was recalled sometime during Operation Defensive Shield. And Egypt incites against Israel, through its mosques, through its media, through its government press. In the meantime, Israel has kept the treaty. She gave back the Sinai and sought peaceful relations with her neighbor. Too bad her neighbor doesn't really want peace. permalink | |
One thing you have to say about Ariel Sharon: He's one of the most ballsy politicians ever. He just fired two cabinet ministers so he can have his Gaza pullout plan confirmed by his cabinet. And there are major machinations going on behind the scenes.
And by the way, Reuters needs a new boilerplate. This one is biased, yes, but it's also tired now. What, they can't think of new anti-Israel propaganda?
Actually, the problem that I see with the Gaza pullout is one that has been raised by many, including Lynn: What guarantee does Israel have that the terrorists won't turn Gaza into one giant weapons factory, importing rockets and missiles that can strike anywhere in Israel proper? Granted, Sharon wants to keep the Philadelphia Corridor under IDF control, but I can see the UN, the "quartet" and international pressure forcing a complete pullout of Gaza.
That would be when the countdown to the new war would begin. permalink | |
I found something to blog about.
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I do believe I'm suffering from some kind of burnout or fatigue. Instead of writing posts, all I want to do is, well, anything else. Instead of surfing the web, I'd rather do, well, anything else.
But I am reading Ron Rosenbaum's new book, "Those Who Forget the Past," which features, among other essays, that wonderful Cynthia Ozick piece I linked to last week.
I'm readying an essay on anti-Semitism. It's been going around in my head for a few weeks now.
In the meantime, check my links page, as it's Twinsday, and Sarah and the twins are due here in a few minutes. I'll be out enjoying this beautiful June day in downtown Richmond. permalink | |
Gaza is going to be judenrein by the end of next year, Sharon says. Frankly, I say good riddance to Gaza... but it bothers me how much the world wants to be rid of Jews.
The IDF got two terrorists carrying guns, rockets, and an RPG launcher. Those last two, of course, are against the agreement that Arafat signed oh so many years ago. I await the international condemnation. No, not really. Just kidding.
But buried in the same article is this:
Huh. Security officials... so here's the question: Did they hand in the belt to get the good PR for cooperating with Israel, or was it a sincere attempt to cut down on suicide attacks?
Just for kicks, I read a Reuters article about Gaza that also included the two dead terrorists. Let's compare:
"Fresh violence." Sure. Because killing two terrorists who are trying to kill you isn't, oh, defending yourselves.
Remember that Iranian who got into Israel without being detected? Heads are going to roll over it.
Once again, the pals make it clear they have no intention of stopping the terror groups. After the Gaza pullout, there will be rockets landing in Israel. Just watch.
One of thoe non-existent weapons smuggling tunnelsthe one the ISM say don't exist, anywaywas discovered in an abandoned building in Rafah. Yeah, that's the town that everyone said Israel was wrong about. What tunnels? How about these:
I wish they'd been a little more clear. Was it in one of the houses abandoned recently? I'd lay odds it was. permalink | |
This one is too funny not to share. Just got this one this evening.
Have fun thinking of a caption for it. The winner gets, uh, to win the contest. permalink | |
Contrary to what Gary Farber declared, you can remove a laptop's monitor. I watched my friend do it this afternoon. He took the Sony apart, took the screen completely apart down to its bare LCD (it's a Hitachi! Sony screwed me!). We got the backlight to work, then not, then work, then not. The screen is dead. So here are my options:
I can permanently dock this one and use a monitor. Ugh. Defeats the purpose of a laptop.
There's a same-model Sony for sale on Ebay. I could buy it and swap hard drives. (Bid's only up to $51 so far.)
I can keep the loaner that the anonymous donor gave me. (Not all that comfortable with this.)
I can buy a new laptop, except, well, can't afford it. But I was thinking: I might mix my offline business with my weblog. I make digital photo scrapbooks. I need to get a sample scanned or turned into a PDF to show you, but you can get a pretty good idea of what I do by looking at some of my cat pages, as well as my IEAPD page. I take your digital pictures, crop them and arrange them on a page, and add captions. See, anyone can print pictures. But not everyone can pick out the best ones, edit them properly, and arrange them nicely on a page.
If you're interested, let me know. If there's enough of an interest, I could earn the money for a laptop fairly quickly. Readers can mail me a CD, or email a small number of pictures (with permission only! Please don't fill up my emailbox). I put a maximum of six photos per page, and charge about $20 per page. They get printed out on high-gloss photo paper. You get three copies of each page in a nonglare sheet protector, ready to go into your photo album/scrapbook, and the files on CD. I can take them on memory sticks and flash cards as well. I'll try to get some PDFs online so you can see what I'm talking about, but first I'd like to see if there's any interest from my readers.
Yes, I really am a woman of many talents, most of which I haven't yet written about. (I can fold my fingers backward at a 90 degree angle from my hand. Yeah, ew, well, everyone has at least one strange [and useless] trick like that.)
Some of you have already made a generous donation. Let's talk about turning your digital/scanned pictures into scrapbook pages as a thank-you. permalink | |
Time for a personal post update.
I am personally still here.
That is your update.
Okay, there's more to the story. Let's see: The cyst is in complete retreat, thanks to a course of antibiotics (and no grossness involved, so feh on those of you who warned me of that).
I had a wonderful day at Heidi's and G.'s. Sorena's latest school project is to create her own game. We had "Make Your Own Opoly" software, which was pretty cool, and came with a board and label paper and a box you cover over with the labels you make. Sorena modeled her game after the Series of Unfortunate Events, and we called it "Misfortuneopoly." The properties were all named after places in the books, and the good news/bad news cards were a hoot to create. "You are chosen to be the first Freak to be thrown into the lion pit. Lose a turn." I especially loved putting 667 Dark Avenue on the Park Place/Boardwalk area property. Sorena is very happy with her game, and almost happier with her Aunt Meryl, who saved the day by shooing Heidi away from the computer and editing the cards and board as Sorena dictated, printing them out, and overall doing the typing and software (which freed Heidi up to make dinner, and may I say, yum). The only ones who weren't happy were Worf and Willow, who were locked out of the room while we worked.
Then there was my climbing gym experience Saturday night. There's a course that's used mostly for team-building called the high ropes course. It's a series of ropes and bridges set up on platforms at the top of various rock walls at the gym, about 30 feet up. I've seen people do it, but never got the chance to myself, until Saturday night after closing. I decided to try it. There's the Broken Bridge, a plank bridge that has one or two planks missing that you have to step over quickly. There's the Shaky Bridge, which are three single boards with ropes, connected together, that are extremely wobbly. There are two tightropesone you can swing across with the aid of a rope on a pulley, and one that's one of those trust things, where you face a partner and put your hands flat out in front of you and push against each other while walking across the rope sideways. And the last one is the Leap of Faith, where you stand on a small platform and leap outward to catch a trapeze. You're on ropes (called lobster claws) the entire time, so there's no real danger. But tell that to someone who's afraid of heights. Which would be me.
Anyway. It took me a very long time to make the first step onto the Broken Bridge. The Shaky Bridge was fairly easy. It took a long time to gather the courage to swing across on the rope and pulley, and I only made it halfway and had to walk the tightrope the rest of the way. Then there was a small tightrope to get off that platform onto the one for the Leap of Faith. I liked that little tightrope. It was easy.
My friends very generously let me go first on the Leap of Faith, which probably pushed me into doing it faster than I would have if I'd been, say, last, where I might have decided to decline completely. I counted to three a whole lot of times before I finally psyched myself up to leap onto the trapeze. I caught it with both hands. And slipped off. On the way down, one of two things happened: Either I instinctively reached out to grab the rope, or my hand got tangled in it accidentally. I frankly don't know, but suspect the first. Problem is, my left hand got caught between the two ropes holding the lobster claws. End result: Biggest case of rope burn I've ever had. I ripped a couple of inches of skin off my middle finger, blistered the forefinger and ring finger tips, and scraped a patch raw on the back of my thumb. And let me tell you, a friction burn feels every bit as painful as a flame burn. I fell asleep with my hand wrapped in a coldpack after discovering that Advil doesn't do squat for burn pain.
Then again, I made the Leap of Faith. And completed every other aspect of the High Ropes course.
Not bad for someone who's afraid of heights. permalink | |
So five days ago, Peter Hansen, the UN Creature-In-Residence, er, sorry, Commissioner-General of UNRWA, demanded that Israel apologize for smearing the name of the UN ambulance corps in the territories.
The IDF has since released video evidence of terrorists using UN ambulances to flee IDF troops.
I don't think we can expect an apology from Hansen, though. I sure won't hold my breath. But the Israeli ambassador to the UN ought to demand one. permalink | |
The transfer of information is not going as well as I'd hoped. But you know what? Today will be my only day off between now and July 4th. I'm not going to spend it blogging.
Nope, the laptop screen hasn't been fixed. But I have a monitor and new laptop thanks to a computer geek who wishes to remain anonymous. I'm catching up on email and other things, and should be back to normal within a day or two. Hey, it's Memorial Day Weekend, and tomorrow, I don't have to work at any of my jobs. I'm headed to Heidi's for a barbecue and some all-around hanging out. On Tuesday, I'm bringing the laptop to a friend's to see if he can fix the monitor.
I foresee many typos with this new monitor. The type's too small. (Yeah, I know, I can change it. I will. Sometime.) permalink | |
Last week's blogs are archived. Looking for the Buffy Blogburst Index? Here's Israel vs. the world. Here's the Blogathon. The Superhero Dating Ratings are here. If you're looking for something funny, try the Hulk's solution to the Middle East conflict, or Yasser Arafat Secret Phone Transcripts. Iseema bin Laden's diary is also a good bet if you've never been here before.