Friday, May 29, 2009
ABF Friday: Very Arbitrary Edition!
Oh, all right. Since you insisted, I’ll post a couple of arbitrary but fun things for the weekend. First, a long-overdue thanks to Oaktown Girl, who, in this ancient comment thread, introduced me to the Simpson Crazy website, thus enriching my life immeasurably. Sure, my DVDs of the first ten seasons of The Simpsons also enriched my life immeasurably, but you can’t compare immeasurablies, because they’re so immeasurable. Simpson Crazy is always great fun. Thanks, Ms. Girl!
Second, about Metatron. This is for all of you who, in the course of demonstrating that I are in fact a total ignoramus, reminded me that Metatron is not only No. 1 Angel in Ye Olde Kabbalistic Tradition but also is played by Alan Rickman in Dogma:
The bit at 2:20-2:30 is just for me. Dear Moloch, it’s amazing how much one forgets in the course of a lifetime. I think the only thing I remember about this movie is Alanis Morissette singing the Canadian national anthem at the end.
Third, Sotomayor and Alito. Adam Serwer’s response to Stuart Taylor’s and Pat Buchanan’s identity-politics shell game is absolutely perfect (even though, on my Internets, Ye Olde American Prospect usually takes about half an hour to load):
The conservative freakout over Sotomayor’s remarks, as opposed to the way Alito’s were marketed as a selling point for him as a judge, makes a remarkably salient case for why we still need affirmative action. Two judges made similar points--one was an Italian American man, the other was a Latino woman, both accomplished on the bench--but what was sold as a strength for Alito makes Sotomayor a racist. Taylor and Buchanan, while attacking Sotomayor, have inadvertently made the case for a policy they’d like to see eliminated, by proving that all things being equal, a minority woman is held to a different standard than the white man of similar background and experience.
And yet, upon further reflection, one wants to add (if one is me) that if we’re comparing Alito and Sotomayor, then it’s worth remembering Alito’s youthful involvement with the far-right Concerned Alumni of Princeton. After all, as Jerome Karabel pointed out, there was a good reason those alumni were so concerned: “the animating force behind the alumni revolt at Princeton was the university’s decision in January 1969 to admit women.” Had they known, back then, that one of those women would soon show up eating mucho platos de arroz, gandoles y pernir and would grow up to write in the Berkeley Loony Left La Raza Kill-the-Gringos Law Journal about her superiority to white men, those alumni surely would have been even more concerned! Well, that’s what happens when you let those women of color play identity politics.
Fourth, more drumming! This is for everyone who complained that my last selection was a mere snippet and that it came from the “we all know rock music attained perfection in 1974” set list. This is a whole entire song, start to finish, and it comes from an album released in ought-five, though I think the kids today say “compact disc.” I first heard it on a “compilation compact disc” Nick made for Jamie, and halfway through, I thought, dang, this song makes me want to be in a band again. It’s not much on the bass drum, just twos and fours, but the rest of it is pretty distinctive, which is why it’s here. (And yes, it’s supposed to stop abruptly on the floor tom like that, with no cymbal crash.) Though I have to say (a) I never tried to play it before yesterday, which accounts for a couple (though not all) of the mistakes here, and (b) it sounds lonely all by itself. So, if you must know what song it is, you can go to YouTube and look at the comment I’ve appended to the clip.
Have a fun weekend, everyone, with plenty of patitas de cerdo con garbanzo and some of that la lengua y orejas de cuchifrito.