This morning, I wrote this blog post about last night's Commonwealth Club double feature on the authors of the book The Facebook Effect and the Atlantic Monthy article “Is Google Making Us Stupid." I Googled the Commonwealth Club, Peter Norvig, and authors David Kirkpatrick and Nicholas Carr. I Googled “Is Google Making Us Stupid,” (which I felt weird about) in which Carr got some of today's genuises to admit that they can no longer sit and read an entire book. Every once in awhile, my inbox tab would inform me that I had a new email waiting for me, and compelled by a small spur of urgency, I'd spend around 15 seconds reading about the upcoming pie bake-off or exhortation from my editor. Or, you know, Facebook would draw me in like that mean popular girl whose requests you can't quite ignore. Oh yay, Allen posted the photos from Harmony Festival! My ex-boyfriend has changed his relationship status to “married”? What an idiot... and so on, until the irony of the fact I was writing about what social networking and search engines are doing to our brains threatened to explode my cerebellum in a glorious rocket blast of irony. Read more »
Of all the theories about why McChrystal let his hair down in front of a reporter no less, the idea that he did it to get the hell out of "Chaos-istan" may be the most credible. On the other hand, McChrystal sounds like the kind of guy who wouldn't want to see his men (and women) put in harm's way, if he wasn't around to support them. Read more »
It's no surprise the C.W. Nevius thinks the city has too many public services and that "some have to go." Nonprofits that get city funds are an easy target. Some of them aren't too good at paperwork, and have a hard time providing tangible evidence of results. (If you run a violence-prevention program for kids, and some of them still get in trouble, can you"prove" that the others didn't because of your help? Read more »
In totday's installment, Johnny and Tim talk about whether McChrystal is the fall guy for a failed war, Meg's foolish fight with the nurses -- and a very strange Pew poll on the return of Jesus Christ. You can listen after the jump. Read more »
A fundraiser is planned for this weekend at The Old Clamhouse to help Alan Casajeros, one of four cyclists injured on June 2 when a motorist intentionally plowed into them with a sport utility vehicle.Read more »
Alas, we have no year-round Big Gay Ice Cream Truck like they do in the Big Apple. But, as SFist alerted us today (via Haighteration), our own beloved zany-zygote Three Twins Creamery has gone all light in its scoopers for Pride weekend, Fri-Sun offering such lavender lickers as "Rainbow/Gay Sherbet, Pink Triangle ('a fruity chocolate base with pink chocolate triangles'), Pride Vanilla, Hot Cookie ('with cookies from the Castro’s favorite cookie shop'), Don’t Ask Don’t Tell ('vanilla ice cream with blueberry dessert from military rations mixed in'), Rice Milk Harvey Milk and Cookies, and Salted Nuts." Plus, well, lavender.
Bay Area-based anti-war organizations were disappointed that President Barack Obama reaffirmed his support for war in Afghanistan while ousting the commanding general there, saying the doomed and dangerous military intervention is a bigger problem than the generals involved in executing it. Read more »
Considering the tripped-out journeys of its songs, it comes as no surprise that Fat Freddy's Drop was born of psychedelic experimentations. A top seller in its native New Zealand, FFD focuses on maintaining a stellar groove — you'd be hard-pressed to find a Fat Freddy track clocking in at less than six minutes. The seven-member band dropped into town last fall to play to a ravenous, sold-out Independent crowd. Read more »
Norman Solomon is executive director of the Institute for Public Accuracy. His books include “War Made Easy: How Presidents and Pundits Keep Spinning Us to Death.”
When the wheels are coming off, it doesn’t do much good to change the driver.
Whatever the name of the commanding general in Afghanistan, the U.S. war effort will continue its carnage and futility.
Between the lines, some news accounts are implying as much. Hours before Gen. Stanley McChrystal’s meeting with President Obama on Wednesday, the New York Times reported that “the firestorm was fueled by increasing doubts -- even in the military -- that Afghanistan can be won and by crumbling public support for the nine-year war as American casualties rise.”
It now does McChrystal little good that news media have trumpeted everything from his Spartan personal habits (scarcely eats or sleeps) to his physical stamina (runs a lot) to his steel-trap alloy of military smarts and scholarship (reads history). Any individual is expendable. Read more »
Seven songs of drifter daydreams. There is something so beautifully lonely and core-hitting about the way Vile's sprawling songs continue to evolve. He can't be written off to any scene or fad -- he's one of the most poignant, affecting songwriters around. Check out one reason why after the jump. Read more »
A long version of the interview in the current issue of SCENE:
If I'm going to stay up late and go as deep as I can into the night, so far that I'm just about lost and in trouble, I want the sounds of Shannon and the Clams with me. The Oakland group's album I Wanna Go Home (1-2-3-4-Go! Records) is packed with songs that have been there and will shine a light to lead you back into the day, while letting you have a sip or two and an adventure or three along the way. This is rock 'n' roll music, electric-charged by bassist Shannon Shaw's wild wonder of a voice, guitarist Cody Blanchard's flair for classic crooning and crying, and drummer Ian Amberson's fierce reliability. See Shannon and the Clams live. You will believe.