The republican assault on reality

The Republicans are up in arms over the fact that Obama is taking a ten day vacation with his family. One of my favorite quotes on the matter comes from former Presidential candidate Donald Trump, who has courageously resurfaced after making such an ass of himself earlier this summer, when he said that he believed Obama, despite the evidence to the contrary, had been born in Kenya. Trump had the following to say to Greta Van Susteren on FOX.

Well, the fact is, he takes more vacations than any human being I’ve ever seen. They used to complain about George Bush, but I understand he’s already exceeded George Bush and we’re not even through the year. So he likes vacation.

This is, of course, completely wrong. At the end of this vacation, Obama will have spent 70 days away from the White House. By the same point in his Presidency, Bush had been gone 225. And, speaking of those lengthy vacations on the family ranch in Crawford, Texas, it was there that, almost exactly ten years ago, Bush was handed that security brief entitled Bin Ladin Determined To Strike in US. He, as we now know, chose not to act on the information, but to focus instead on clearing brush. Fortunately for all of our sakes, though, that attack never happened… at least under Bush’s watch. (That was sarcasm, by the way. If you follow the last link, you’ll understand.)

Naively, I though that Republicans would embrace reality again in the wake of the 2008 Tea Party tidal wave that brought the likes of Sarah Palin and Christine O’Donnell to the shores of American popular culture. I really thought that the Republicans, in shame, would seek out candidates who understood at least had a rudimentary understanding of American history, and an appreciation for science. That, however, didn’t happen. In fact, I believe, of all of those running in the GOP Presidential primary, only Mitt Romney has come out saying that he believes that global climate change exists. If I’m not mistaken, he’s also the only candidate to state that he believes in evolution. That, I think, is a terrifying fact.

Speaking of Republicans running for the Presidency, and their questionable handle on the facts, I was just reading yesterday that Texas Governor Rick Perry has come out railing against a new federal regulation put forward by the Obama administration that would force farmers to get commercial drivers licenses. The only problem is, no such regulation exists. But I guess that doesn’t matter to the Republican base.

And, as long as we’re talking about Perry, did you know that he pals around with evangelical religious leaders who, among other things, believe that the Statue of Liberty is a demonic idol? It’s true… But I don’t imagine that it will matter much for Republican voters. It’s not like he’s friends with religious leaders, like Jeremiah Wright, who believe truly outlandish things, like that African Americans have historically been fucked over by white people… Now, that would be something that should preclude someone from serving as President.

So, I guess the takeaway message here is this – never misunderestimate the Republican contempt for facts, or those “elitists” who have the audacity to share them. The prideful ignorance of the Republicans is only surpassed by their hypocrisy.

update: Maybe all is not lost. Republican Jon Huntsman just called his fellow candidates out on their disbelief in science. Here’s his tweet.

He also had the following to say on ABC’s Sunday Morning news program This Week.

…The minute that the Republican Party becomes the party – the anti-science party, we have a huge problem. We lose a whole lot of people who would otherwise allow us to win the election in 2012. When we take a position that isn’t willing to embrace evolution, when we take a position that basically runs counter to what 98 of 100 climate scientists have said, what the National Academy of Science – Sciences has said about what is causing climate change and man’s contribution to it, I think we find ourselves on the wrong side of science, and, therefore, in a losing position….

Hopefully the Republicans rally behind him and Romney, and put an end to all of this anti-intellectual foolishness once and for all.

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Visit this month’s sponsor… Ypsi’s Corner Brewery

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Totally Quotable Clementine: big sister edition

This was said by Clementine shortly after I held her for this photo, which was taken outside Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry in Orlando, Florida. I think I must have shrieked in pain when leaning over to put her down. (Apparently roller coasters aren’t the best things for people who have sheets of peanut brittle between their vertebrae, where their disks should be.) And, that’s when she said that she, “got all the good years.” Actually, there was a brief exchange before she said that, but, before I can share it, I need to fill you in a bit on my mating habits.

It would seem that Linette and I have gone and gotten ourselves pregnant again. We’re only 24 weeks into the process, but so far things look good, so we’re optimistic. If all goes according to plan, Clementine will have a little brother or sister by Christmas.

Anyway, Linette and Clementine and I were in Florida these past several days. We’d gone down for my sister’s wedding, and, as long as we were there, we decided to be good tourists and do what was expected of us. We visited Disney, and, thanks to the generosity of a new in-law who works for Universal, we were also able to visit that company’s recently launched Harry Potter-themed entertainment property. I hope to share more about the trip sometime in the future, but, right now, I just want to tell you about this exchange between Clementine and myself.

I can’t remember the exact order of things, but, as I recall, at some point on Monday morning, in the 100-degree heat, at the heart of Harry Potter world, my back went out. I think things had started to act up after we’d ridden the Buckbeak roller coaster, but I don’t think I’d started to outwardly complain about it until after picking her up for this photograph. Anyway, I leaned over to put her down, and I had a difficult time straightening back up. I probably said, “Errrrrrrrrr,” or something to that affect. And we began talking about how I probably shouldn’t carry her anymore because of my back. (I haven’t done much carrying of her for the past several years because of my back, but I still try to do it on occasion, as I’m a sentimental sap, and my love for my daughter means more to me than my back pain.) So, I told her this, and she asked whether or not I was going to be able to carry her new sibling as much as I’d carried her when she was small. I told her that I’d try, but that I likely couldn’t do as much lifting as I did seven years ago, when she was a baby. And that’s when the math started. She took my age, added seven to it, and determined that, when this new sibling was her age, I’d be – gasp – entering my 50s. At this point, there was a long pause, as we walked along side-by-side. And, after a moment of reflective silence, that’s when she said, kind of happily to herself… “I got all the good years.”

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Killing the golden smeet

It’s being reported that the city of Montreal, though its tourism board, has paid the advertising company Sid Lee $6 million to oversee a multimedia tourist attraction campaign featuring a menagerie of fanciful hybrid creatures such as the “deerus” (half deer, half walrus) and the “squirrog” (half squirrel, half frog). The idea, we’re told, is to use these neat and quirky creatures to convey the idea that Montreal is itself a different kind of creature – a place wherein some 106 radically different annual festivals can coexist harmoniously.

Here in Ypsi we had something similar… at least for a while. It didn’t cost $6 million, though. A local fellow began spreading a story that a furry, flying species of frog called the smeet made its home in the mud along the banks of the Huron River in Ypsilanti. And the playful ruse began to take root, showing up in local theater and even in popular song. Instead of rallying around the idea, however, our city elders decided to kill it. They ripped out the very professional looking plaque about the smeet that had been erected on Ypsilanti’s historic tridge, and the signage that later appeared in Frog Island Park… I can certainly understand why the folks in control might not want to set a precedent where just anyone could go into our beloved public park and put up a plaque about a fanciful animal that looked as though it were sanctioned by the Michigan Department of Natural Resources, but it still pisses me off that no one in power saw the potential inherent in this small, furry, flying frog. And this story about Montreal paying $6 million to do something similar just illustrates to me how short-sighted we were. The smeet frog could have been embraced, but we had to kill it instead. I don’t want to go too far with the analogy, but I think, to some extent, the fate of the smeet kind of illustrates our City’s love/hate relationship with the arts. I’ll leave that discussion for another time, though.

[Thanks to Metafilter for making me aware of this campaign being launched in Montreal.]

update: I wanted to apologize for linking to that Monkey Power Trio song above. It’s not one of their best efforts. If you want to hear something better, that was recorded during that same session, I’d suggest Planet of the Apes is Real. Also, I haven’t mentioned it here yet, but the Monkey Power Trio’s 2009 recording is now available for purchase.

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Totally Quotable Clementine: “Barkeep, when I order a drink with M&Ms, I expect to be able to taste M&Ms in it” edition

This photo was taken yesterday, at a tourist bar in Orlando. At some point, as we sat there, drinking our frozen, candy-filled drinks, surrounded by other happy kids and their parents, Clementine turned to Linette and confided this in her. We didn’t have the heart to tell her that most bars aren’t quite as colorful, and that animatronic dinosaurs are a lot more fun than real life alcoholics.

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