Monthly Archives: August 2011

Dr Moneybags Will See You Now

Some guy named Matt Miller has a column at the Washington Post. In today's installment, apparently longing for the days of Ross Perot, he expresses his wish that a benevolent billionaire will enter the Presidential race, unencumbered by any kind of ideological or party loyalty, and magically make our troubles go away, as only a man so wealthy that he's lost the desire for anything but good works can do.

So if the choice for a high-net-worth patriot is to (a) devote him or herself to a foundation, or (b) run for president or invest in related efforts, there’s no question that the presidential campaign is the path to greater impact.
That’s because there is simply no better vehicle for advocacy than a presidential campaign. It’s the moment every four years when the press and public are attuned to a broad discussion of the nation’s future. And with our two parties poised to run grossly misleading campaigns next year in their drive to win 50 percent plus one, the opportunity to break through with real answers and straight talk is enormous.

A high-net-worth patriot is gonna give us real answers! Straight talk!

Big Daddy Moneybags MD is gonna tell step up to the podium, wag his gold-encrusted finger and us all what’s what. He'll make us take our strong, cleansing, righteousness-making medicine: the medicine we need because cause we’ve been bad bad bad! And a firm, stern, billionaire patriot is just the kind of physician to administer it!


Blech. Again with the delusion that a President can, through sheer force of will, do whatever he wants. He'll just stamp his foot and the tough choices will implement themselves. Congress? Presumably, they’ll just fall in line, patriotically. Just like they always do when a President demands that they do.

Is there some US Civics textbook out there that say a President has such power? If not, I’m at a loss as to why so many otherwise-intelligent-seeming people would believe such pernicious nonsense.

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Ah...So that's the trick!

Sometimes, for no reason that I can tell, Windows file drag-n-drop stops working for me. I can grab a file, and drag its icon around, but the cursor will never acknowledge that it's over a possible target application. This is immensely frustrating.

But, I finally found the fix!

  1. Press Ctrl+Alt+Del.
  2. Press Esc.

It works, but... WTF ?

Gillian Welch

We were supposed to be in upstate NY this weekend, to attend a wedding party for my father. But, by Thursday it was obvious the hurricane was going to screw that up - we'd be able to get there just fine, but coming back would be a problem. So, we cancelled that trip.

About the same time, the hurricane forced Gillian Welch to cancel a show she was scheduled to play on Saturday in the Wilmington NC area, and opened a new one, three hours inland, in Saxapahaw NC. The show was at the Haw River Ballroom, a newly-renovated former cotton mill, set up on a hillside overlooking the Haw river. Capacity 700: which makes it large enough to hold half the cute town of Saxapahaw. The show sold out, but not before we got our tix.

This was the seventh time I've seen them (five as "Gillian Welch", two as "David Rawlings Machine" - thus beating tying Robyn Hitchcock as my most-seen act), but it was the smallest venue, and the first time we've been able to get up to the front of the stage: close enough to hear their guitars without amplification. Very cool. Rawlings' ancient Epiphone guitar looks even more creaky up-close than it does on film.

They (Gillian and David) have a strict "no photographs" policy at their shows, so I was going to be discreet about getting a shot or two. But we forgot to pack a memory card for the camera. So, no pictures. That's probably for the best, though. Just before the lights went down, a woman shoved herself in front of me, with two SLR cameras around her neck and a giant camera bag. When the show started, she started taking pictures. And after the first song, David Rawlings, guitar in hand, walked over to her and told her knock it off. She didn't seem entirely convinced, but after some people around her in audience started yelling at her, too, she packed up and got out of there. So, yeah, having no memory card was probably a good thing for us.

Instead, here's a picture from Merlefest 06:


Nikon D100, 70-240mm
(repost)

A somewhat different set from what we saw them do a few weeks ago: no "Revelator", but "My Morphine". No "Caleb Myer", but "Orphan Girl". No "White Rabbit", but "Lover's Prayer". Great versions of "I'll Fly Away" and David's "To Be Young". A couple of covers: "Dusty Boxcar Walls", Neil Young's "Albuquerque". They played all of the new record except for one song, I think. Set list.

Good show! You really need to go see them, if you get the chance.