It’s Not Happening

Playing Rock Band 2 for the last time in at least a couple of weeks, Jessie and I made Vlasta sing the Dead Kennedys classic “California Uber Alles” tonight. I explained that the DKs were a classic San Francisco punk band, one of the most revered, irreverent, smart, weird, etc. She thought for a moment and said “Now they get to add a new member.” Wow. So true, so true.

Have you ever heard an 11-year-old girl sing “War Pigs?” Hilarious. Best part: Every now and then, during lulls in the vocal tracks (which are epic, as my aching fake-guitar-ravaged hands and forearms will tell you), she would occasionally scream “WAR PIGS!” into the mic. Good times!

Coda: Reading in bed tonight, Jessie turned to me and asked “Who sang War Pigs – was it Nazareth?”

The Baffler is back! This awesome political/commentary magazine fell apart in ‘07, but just like Jesus and zombies, it won’t stay dead. Check out what they’ve got and send a few bucks their way for a reasonably priced subscription if you’re so inclined.

So hey, are you one of the people who thinks the Lieberman-infected HCR bill is just a big fat giveaway to the insurance companies that needs to be axed? If that’s true, then why don’t the Republicans support it enthusiastically? Or, for that matter, why didn’t they pass it some time between 2001 and 2006? It gives more away than we coastal elites would like, but that’s true for any bill that could be passed because we are near the end of the political spectrum. Remember: democracy sucks, just like dealing with bad housemates, but talking them into paying their bills while they refuse to do dishes is better than just kicking back in silent self-righteousness while they do whatever they want.

It’s the behavior modification accessory that all of Park Slope is talking about: