“A wife is to submit herself graciously to the servant leadership of her husband even as the church willingly submits to the headship of Christ. She, being in the image of God as is her husband and thus equal to him, has the God-given responsibility to respect her husband and to serve as his helper in managing the household and nurturing the next generation.”

“The worst that can happen to men in war is to perish together; and this spares them death as individuals, which is what they most fear.”

“Which one of us, in his moments of ambition, has not dreamed of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical, without rhythm and without rhyme, supple enough to adapt itself to the lyrical impulses of the soul, the undulations of reverie, the jibes of conscience?”

“New York is just too big, too complex to be served by any one writer. At best he can only offer his little tribute to something he loves, but which is beyond him.”

Banksy hits Birmingham.

Freitag 18-wheeler design (via Creative Review)

… rooftop party tonight—things are clearly on the up.

Rooftop party last Saturday…

Wednesday.

“If I had beaten the old man you’d of never heard of the kid and you wouldn’t be in this mess. So it’s all my fault and I feel that very, very strongly.”

“It makes perfect sense that George Bush and John McCain will be together next week in the Twin Cities because these days they’re awfully hard to tell apart.”

recreate '68

This outfit upsets me.

I learned of them today because they’re leading antiwar protests at the convention in Denver.  I decided to learn more about them because their name caught my eye, and from what little bit I was able to glean from their site I remain unconvinced this isn’t some Improv Anywhere stunt.

I guess all my discomfort with whatever it is they’re doing and whatever it may be that they’re against can be boiled down to one thing: they’ve got a stupid name.  I’d sugar coat that if I could—trust me—but I can’t.  It’s just that stupid.

What the hell are these people even thinking rolling up to the Democratic National Convention saying they want to recreate 1968? I seem to recall that was a pretty terrible year for Democratic party politics, what with Bobby Kennedy and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. being shot, riots at the convention in Chicago, the Tet offensive, some schmuck named Humphrey getting handed the nod over Gene McCarthy only to lose in November to an even bigger schmuck named Richard Nixon, etc etc etc ad nauseum.

Moreover, 1968 represents something besides a collection of historical tragedies, with repurcussions far beyond a strictly American variety (‘68 was getting ugly in Paris long before it erupted stateside).  ‘68 was the pivot point at which the Left completely imploded, whether it was in terms of the politics of praxis and boots-on-the-ground organizing or instead in the theoretical struggles among academic activists.  ‘68 in America was the beginning of the Left’s long submission to the Southern Strategy, a strategy to which it only ever managed to respond—and fail miserably in doing so— by creeping to the Right.

What we’re seeing in Denver right now is a rebranding, a generational turnover that will allow this party to define itself again instead of remaining a victim of its own ignominious past. And I couldn’t care less about recreating 1968.  I’m far more concerned with creating 2009.

Received my new messenger bag today.  It’s got a capacity of 3000 cubic inches with a padded and insulated interior and a fully waterproof vinyl exterior.  And I can almost fit inside it.

Best part?  It’s bright orange and comes emblazoned with the kozmo.com logo.  God I love ebay.

On Thursday I’ll be driving a U-Haul from D.C. to Boston and then unloading it in time to return the truck sometime Friday morning before a noontime job interview.

The only flaw in this otherwise foolproof plan of mine is that at sometime on Thursday night there’s this sort of historic thing happening at Mile High Stadium that I won’t be able to watch in my new digs on the TV that I won’t yet have had a chance to unpack and connect to the cable I haven’t yet ordered.

Right, so this is where you come in.

I don’t know if there’s anyone in Boston reading my blog besides this jerk, but if there are, I’d love a recommendation for a good bar to grab a drink and watch Gore and Obama.  Something like Boston’s version of the Capitol Lounge in DC, if that exists.

Alternatively, this 48-hour window may still allow for the planning of a Boston-area political junkie tumblr meetup thing.  It could be an occasion.  It could be special.  And obviously we’d want to call ourselves the DNCblr Elves. Obviously.

If you have any recommendations I’d really appreciate them.  Email and comments at the permalink.

is the internet awesome?

I would have thought for sure topherchris was behind this, but no.