Bear Droppings
Thursday, February 26, 2004
 
Hint to the Democrats if you want to win more broad support in this country don't call a Mexican-American a "racist'' and ''a white man'', you will likely get a negative response to your policy goal. Worse off when you brush off the comments saying ''you all look alike to me'' you will end up the one looking racist. Unless being offensive and nonproductive is your policy goal of course.

In the Trent Lott case the media was all over the issue after the blogosphere developed the story until they couldn't ignore it, it will be interesting to see how and if they cover this story.

Instapundit has more...
 
Tom Peters has an astute assessment of outsourcing things offshore, not surprising considering his remarks in the past, but still well worth the read.
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
 
Flag Live: Entertaining, but Clueless
In Flagstaff we have a weekly arts and entertainment rag called Flag Live it's free and generally worth the read if you are sitting in a coffee shop or having a pint to see what exactly is going on in town.

It's political pieces are generally rants of the misinformed so I try to avoid them, unfortunately I read Ryan Heinsius, the Editor's rant on music and politics, it is so informed I couldn't help but Fisk it. Enjoy.

There is a disease sweeping through the artistic consciousness of America. It is the same disease that has been killing the spirit of independent (not ?indie? mind you) music for decades. and the cure already exists, it's called the internet, artists can control their own marketing, promotion, and releases without giving it away to someone else for the fabled contract.

The dreaded word ?format? could quite possibly be the most destructive force in the modern musical landscape. From oldies to classic rock to hip-hop to alternative (whatever that means), it seems that we live in an ever more fragmented, yet formulized, musical world. I suppose that could be true if radio listenership was increasing, but it's actually doing the opposite.

With the recent consolidation moves by the Federal Communications Commission, the world of music has taken a severe turn in the direction of corporate, formulized music, spoonfeeding the masses a contrived version of what rock ?n? roll once was. Now what Americans have is a format that goes beyond music, translating to the FCC?s unrelenting rolling-over routine for the GOP money machine. Wait a second the current rules structure and policy is largly due to the 1996 Telecommunications Act. This bill was passed on a rather bipartisan basis and signed into law by Bill Clinton, a Democrat. So don't go blaming current rules on the GOP it was actions of both parties working together to find the best outcome. If they succedded is another question, I'd agree no.

Don?t get me wrong, there?s plenty of amazing music out there. Most sense I have heard out of him so far...

But the void between the worlds of what is popular and what is of quality is at its widest point since the dark and scary ?70s. This may be a good thing. As we hunt through chasms and back alleys in search of a pure note, what we find could be a sign of an impending musical revolution. These things start small. Hmmm I like most of the music I hear from the 70s, but that could be because I make conscious efforts to avoid disco.

Look out upon popular music?s desert expanse, there may be an oasis somewhere. Local music is where things begin, where the building blocks of untainted art thrives. It?s now up to thirsty music fans to find their own tunes, and turn away from the ever-encroaching dollar sign-crossed eyes of pop culture.
The Oasis already exists, it's called the internet stop by Bookman's and ask the cybercafe clerk to show you around. Since Napster and perhaps before it an exploding access to the masses for small and local bands. Between blogcritics, P2P networks (oh yea Ryan ain't online Peer-to-Peer, my computer says hello to yours and we share music), and friends online I have been introduced to bands I otherwise may never heard of, from Russian folk music to Indy rock locals in New York. It gives artists the ultimate control to the artist in expressing themselves, but it is not just small artists ever heard of Neil Young? He has a site and is very active in it's workings.

You seem to think it's the worst of times Ryan, but come online, have a look, you will see more diversity than you ever knew existed, just waiting for you. Best of all it's growing everyday. And next time do some research before you write a misinformed rant, even if you just used google it would have provided 921,000 results on just the 1996 Telecommunications Act.
 
Following the snowplow truck through the switchbacks is kin to having your own personal version of Close Encounters. The clouds provide atmosphere and the flashing multicolor lights of the truck provide the show.
Friday, February 20, 2004
 
"America is simultaneously the world's most loved, hated, admired and feared nation. ... In short, we're Frank Sinatra." - Dennis Miller

I have been reading alot of people thinking he has lost his sense of humor, I don't agree, he just has adopted a more responsible tone. I won't ever completely agree with him, but never thought he was all too liberal. In the end he is still hilarous, just wish I had cable to watch.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
 
Yes, I haven't been blogging much, not awake enough before I head out the door to work and tired when I get home. Doing fine, new job goes well I am out on the production line as of yesterday. Seen lots of animals on the commute Elk, big Elk. Not much else to report.
Thursday, February 05, 2004
 
Poetry Wednesday
A little late, a repost from last February, but it fits for my commute since yesterday...

I Took the Canyon Road
Red Rock Mesas stand dusted with snow;
Clouds enshroud them to enhance an air of mystery.

I take the canyon road.

The snow is off in the distance enveloping the earth;
red and white contrast on the mountainside.

I take the canyon road.

The road climbs and a snow pile appear on the road side;
One, then two the piles begin to grow.

I take the canyon road.

By Slide Rock the red rocks are covered in a white blanket;
The rain turns to fluffy white flakes.

I take the canyon road.

Oak tree skeletons become wrapped in softness;
the flakes fall faster now.

I take the canyon road.

Our parade of vehicles slows to climb into the clouds and out of the canyon;
I reach the top and continue my drive to Flagstaff.

I took the canyon road.
- Thomas Vincent 2003

Wednesday, February 04, 2004
 
Welcome back Desert Pundit!
 
If you are a snowplow driver and are ever wanting a beer in Flagstaff stop by Uptown Billards and ask for a guy named Thomas wearing a fedora, a round or two is on me, it's the least I can do.
Sunday, February 01, 2004
 
In case someone wants to add Bear Droppings via RSS reader I turned on the Blogger - Atomic Feed. For the rest of you who have no idea what that is don't worry I don't understand all that much either.

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