Ruminations from My Secure Undisclosed Location

by: David Sirota

Wed Dec 31, 2008 at 12:16


I'm edging into the last half of a week-long respite here at my secure undisclosed location. I'm not paying much attention to the news (read: I'm not paying any attention to, well, anything). I'm spending my time reading Alexander Hemon's "Lazarus Project," Eric Rauchway's "A Brief History of the Great Depression" and George Saunders' "In Persuasion Nation." Oh, and watching as many episodes of Mad Men as possible.

I just checked my email, only to find the usual raft of hate mail about my last column (shocker - I got an email from a millionaire who didn't like that I discussed the need to raise taxes on millionaires...in the business of politics/writing that has become suffocatingly cliche, it's kinda depressing when even the hate mail I get is becoming cliche...)

Anyway, since this is New Years Eve, I wanted to offer up a few wishes for 2009 in no particular order:

David Sirota :: Ruminations from My Secure Undisclosed Location
- I hope the economy doesn't plunge off a cliff in 2009, even though I have a feeling it will.

- Out of all the possible candidates being mentioned, I hope my governor, Bill Ritter (D-CO), picks Ed Perlmutter, Andrew Romanoff or Joan Fitz-Gerald for the U.S. Senate.

- I hope in 2009, I never get caught writing anything - a column, a blog post, a magazine article, a book passage, ANYTHING - that includes this kind of hilarious mixed metaphors I just caught from the Washington Post's Marie Cocco:

One way to staunch the trend is to tip the scale -- now tilted so heavily in favor of Wall Street and wealth -- back the other way. Otherwise, when the economy recovers, the fruits will again trickle up to the executive suite.

The pro-union message of Cocco's piece is solid. But c'mon - "staunching" trends while tipping scales? Trickling fruits in executive suites? Seriously - does she have an editor? And more seriously than that - if you catch me writing anything approaching that level of basic mechanical malfeasance, please hunt me down and take away my right to be a writer.

- I hope in 2009 everyone realizes what Barack Obama once told us: That change comes to Washington, not from Washington. It's a truism that lots of political activists seem to have forgotten in recent months and years - and if we don't remember it soon, we'll be left cheering on Beltway celebrities while the nation keeps declining.

OK. I'm off to get some coffee, make breakfast and relax the day away. Have a happy New Year's celebration!


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Merry Christmas to all (4.00 / 2)
...and to all a good night!

(Wrong holiday, hunh? Okay, well, happy New Years to you too!)


Happy New Year, David (4.00 / 2)
Hope 2009 is better than we all expect.

Looking forward to reading more Sirota in the new year.

Best wishes!


Where do these millionaires find the time to complain to columnists? (4.00 / 4)
Also, David, has a hate mail EVER made you stop and go "hey you know what- you're right- fuck the unions!"?

Enjoy your vacation, keep up the good work.  You do a great job speaking for those of us who feel the same, but lack the chops.


Happy New Year David and To all a New Start! (4.00 / 2)
Enjoy, relax and mix a couple of metaphors with your drinks. Not all mixed metaphors are nutmegging a G&T, sometimes it could be putting clam juice in a Bloody Mary. Squeezing meaning from Marie Cooco, I suggest, is easier than putting Rush Limbaugh through the eye of a needle.

Change
"We must break up the banks and never again let them get so big that they distort our politics and take down the economy.


Ah, Those Run-Away Metaphors! (4.00 / 3)
Anytime I read something like that, I immediately think of Buffy, The Vampire Slayer.  This passage, from "Lovers Walk," Season 3, Episode 8:

Mayor Wilkins:  See, and it's not the carpet. It's me. (gets up to retrieve his ball) I swear, I would sell my soul for a decent short game. (drops the ball for another try) Of course, (chuckles) it's a  little late for that. (chuckles) (to Allan) I don't suppose I could  offer your soul, huh? Really help me on the green.

Allan gives him a shocked look.

Mayor Wilkins:  I'm just funning. So, we have a Spike problem, do we? (takes another shot)

Allan:  He's been spotted back in town.

The Mayor's shot is on target this time, but comes up short. He lets out a frustrated sigh and goes to retrieve his ball.

Allan:  And there was an incident at a magic shop in broad daylight. Police had a hell of a time covering it up.

Mayor Wilkins:  (drops the ball) (laughs) Well, yes, y'know, he was up to all sorts of shenanigans last year. We had a world of fun trying to guess what he'd do next.

Allan:  I remember. (leans against the Mayor's desk)

The Mayor whistles at Allan, who immediately stands back up.

Mayor Wilkins:  But I guess we're past that now. This year is too important to let a loose cannon rock the boat.

Allan:  Should I have Mr. Trick send a... committee to deal with this?

Mayor Wilkins:  Loose cannon. Rock the boat. Is that a mixed metaphor?

Allan:  (confused) Uh...

Mayor Wilkins:  (musing out loud) Boats did have cannons. And a loose one would cause it to rock. Oh, honestly. I don't know where my mind goes these days. (chuckles) Why don't you take care of that Spike problem? A committee, like you said.

Allan:  As good as done. (leaves the office)

Mayor Wilkins:  That's swell. Fore!

He takes another shot, and this one is directly on target. He spreads his arms, elated.

Mayor Wilkins:  Hey!

I wonder if selling your soul is the price of keeping your metaphors unmixed?

Somehow, doesn't sound like a sound deal.

"Senate passes expanded GI bill despite Bush, McCain opposition"


Mmm.... (4.00 / 2)
Didn't Capt. Picard once have a helluva time with a race which spoke only in metaphors, and metaphors peculiar to their own cultural history at that?

I imagined at the time that I was the only viewer on the planet who enjoyed that episode, but something now tells me that there was at least one other....

Happy New Year to all the front-pagers, and to all the back pagers too. God bless us every one!


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Hate Mail (4.00 / 3)
David:  You're probably thick-skinned, but I wanted to send you some non-hate mail.  Keep up the good works.  If it's between disgruntled millionaires and myself you know who I'm going to choose.

you must slipping nobody has bitched you out for pickin on barack. (0.00 / 0)


CO Senate (0.00 / 0)
I hope my Governor, Bill Ritter, picks Mike Miles for Ken Salazar's soon to be vacated Senate seat.

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