Sunday, June 24, 2007

Last boat leaving

In my recent "goodbye to all that" post, I said there might be one more post here at Waffle Ass.

Well, this is it. It's just to inform you that for reasons which are known only to himself, the blogger Roger Ailes (not to be confused with the Fox News fatass Roger Ailes) has chosen me to be part of his stable of fill-in bloggers while he takes a well-deserved vacation. My first post at his site can be found here.

It's quite an honor to be able to post at one of the best blogs out there. Thanks, Roger.

And now THIS is the last post you'll ever see on Waffle Ass. Please feel free to read my new blog Yazoo Street Scandal. So long, and thanks for all the fish.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

R.I.P. Waffle Ass, 2006-2007 (barely)

This blog got sick in the early days of 2007 and it never recovered. There will be no new posts to Waffle Ass, except for maybe one more.

I will leave the archives up for as long as Blogger will permit me to. I am proud of some of what we did here while things were going good.

I would like to thank KBueno, RFdude, and Heywood J. for their contributions to the Waffle Ass experiment. And if you got any pleasure from Waffle Ass, I would like to thank you too.

I am currently blogging at Yazoo Street Scandal and jaded. Please visit me there, won't you?

Friday, January 05, 2007

Introducing Heywood J.

Today, at long last, we are proud to add the esteemed Heywood J. to the Waffle Ass crew. His first post, in praise of the late Gerald Ford, is immediately below this one.

I hope that Heywood will write more posts as thoughtful as this one. I've known the dude since--well, since the Ford administration--and the boy has some serious writing chops.

RFDude and KBueno are, at least in theory, still part of Team Waffle Ass. I hope that they too will continue to write for this blog as we venture into the new year.

But in the meantime: welcome aboard, Heywood J. Remind me to get you a key to the executive washroom.

Honoring the honorable Gerald Ford

An unwavering supporter of freedom of choice for women and gay rights. A stalwart champion of civil rights who helped shepherd the Civil Rights Act of 1964 and the Voting Rights Act of 1965 through the House of Representatives. The appointer of Justice John Paul Stevens, the most liberal current member of the high Court.

A head of government who chose as his vice-president the most liberal national figure in the Republican Party. A proponent of marijuana decriminalization and overall rationalization of narcotics laws. A supporter of gun control.

A foe of the CIA who declassified countless documents detailing the imperialistic excesses of his Republican predecessors, including the first official U.S. acknowledgments of CIA sponsorship of reactionary military coups in Guatemala, Iran, and Chile. A tireless of advocate of global human rights who signed the Helsinki Accords with the Soviet Union. A successful practitioner of detente with the Communist bloc who avoided military confrontations with aggressive Soviet and PRC puppet regimes.

A commander-in-chief who refused to squander additional American lives and resources to rescue the failed Saigon regime, but did all that he could to remove South Vietnamese allies of the United States from the grasp of a vengeance-bent Hanoi as a matter of national honor. A World War II veteran and war hero who opposed militarism and American aggression to virtually his last breath.

An advocate of necessary and responsible governmental economic controls when the free market failed to operate as theorized by conservative economists. A self-made success, yet a genuine friend of the common American who never forgot his humble roots -- not just one who played one on TV. A President who vetoed countless acts of Congress designed to benefit corporate and other elite interests. A life-long public servant who took on the thankless task of leading a divided, angry, and cynical nation at one of its most critical historical junctures.

A statesman who did what he thought was right and in the interests of the nation even at the cost of incurring short-term popular disapproval and loss of re-election support. A politician long reputed by friend and foe alike as a man of principle, ethics, and sound judgment, as well as moderation and bipartisanship. The candidate who, in the 1976 Presidential election, earned the votes of George McGovern and his entire family.

This was Gerald R. Ford, 38th President of the United States. To a liberal Democrat in the early twenty-first century, his profile reads like a wish-list of qualities desired for national leadership. I would be elated beyond words if my party -- for that matter, either party -- could produce a candidate in 2008 with the potential to achieve a similar record, even within a full four-year term. Unfortunately, President Ford was a product of another time and place, another generation, another world view, another values hierarchy. To those who would demean the memory and legacy of this decent man and patriotic public servant merely by reason of his party affiliation, I say that you are guilty of the very closed-minded demonizing that has marked the Republican Party in recent decades.

No longer the party of Abraham Lincoln or Gerald Ford (hell, not even the party of Theodore Roosevelt or Dwight Eisenhower), the religious-rightist country-club-elitist party of Reagan and the Bushes, through their well-known hired-gun media mouthpieces, have, as we all know, promoted their political fortunes via a relentless campaign fueled by the spewing of hatred, intolerance, misinformation, anger, resentment, and all other forms of negativity against any member of the opposing Democratic party, irrespective of objective merit, effectiveness, good intentions, or other values advanced by his or her politics.

By contrast, the liberalism which I cherish entails adjudging individuals as individuals according to their own merits and demerits, not according to stereotypic assumptions about persons "like them" or by imputing to them the misdeeds of others with whom they are associated. The deeply disturbing Ford-bashing which I have seen in recent days, which has come from some supposedly liberal commentators, signifies, in my mind, a resort to the same sort of unprincipled -- indeed, reprehensible -- tactics lately employed by conservative commentators. I find this type of emotional, hyperbolic, and ideologically-driven attack no less distasteful when it comes from the left than when it comes from the right.

Gerald Ford was not a perfect President, nor a perfect man. Instances of flawed judgment, partisanship, and missed opportunities to have "done it better" can readily be cited. However, that Jerry Ford is not a viable candidate for canonization does not consign him a fortiori to the bottom circle of Presidential hell. All I know is that I would greatly prefer one Jerry Ford to a legion of Nixons, Reagans, and Bushes. The best qualities and contributions of those four Republican Presidents, in summation, fall as woefully short of the Ford standard as the sum of their evils and failures exceed it. We should be so lucky as to see the likes of another Gerald Ford in our lifetime.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

One more ex-X President

Father Time finally did what Lynette Fromme and Sara Jane Moore could not:
Gerald R. Ford, who picked up the pieces of Richard Nixon's scandal-shattered White House as the 38th and only unelected president in America's history, has died, his wife, Betty, said Tuesday. He was 93.
He wasn't the worst president I've ever seen, not by a long shot, but he wasn't very good, either. I personally never forgave him for this, and I never will:


A lot of people thought that the pardon was a good thing, because it "let the nation heal." I guess that's one way to look at it. Another way would be to say that Ford let Nixon walk away a free man instead of spending the rest of his life in and out of courtrooms, and eventually prison, which is what the treacherous bastard deserved.

Ford, like Reagan, died at age 93. George Herbert Walker Bush, the father of the miserable failure who currently fouls the White House, is 82. I don't know about you, but I don't want to have to wait 11 more years to hear about him joining his crooked friends.

Lost someone

I haven't written about the death of James Brown yet, because I knew someone would do a far better job than I could.

One of those someones, naturally, is Roy Edroso, over at alicublog. Here's a taste:
. . . JB was a shuck-and-jivester who sometimes left a bad smell after himself, but whose glories far surpassed his trespasses.

. . .

JB's music is full of hairpin turns and dead-stops -- you better be on top of things if you're playing it. But those tight boundaries just make the grooves groovier. The funk has got to be loose, but the turnarounds have got to be snare-head tight. It's only when those rivets are snug that the pocket can get deep.

No one talks about JB as a songwriter. In a way, that's unfair. Some of his songs are excellent on their own terms. Check out Eartha Kitt's strangely compelling cover of "It's a Man's Man's Man's World" to get a taste of how far that supposedly macho lyric can be stretched. Or just look at it plain, especially at the end: "He's lost, lost in the wilderness . . . he's lost, lost in the loneliness . . ." That ain't triumph. That ain't even soul-man baby-please-don't-go pleading with a promise in its pocket. That's despair. She ain't coming back. Ain't no one coming back. That's the end, the sad, stinking, canned-heat end of a ladies' man who's run out of game. It gives cold-water-flat chills.
Please read it all. Roy's written eulogies before, and he's a master of the form.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

"You know, you're not a bad singer"

Every year around this time, I like to read Mark Evanier's story about the day that Mel Tormé, while eating lunch at the Farmers Market in Los Angeles, got up to sing a chorus of his "The Christmas Song." It's a great story and Evanier's tone is perfect.

You can read the story here.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Peter Boyle, 1935 - 2006

Television and film actor Peter Boyle died yesterday in New York at the age of 71.

He was best known, of course, for his recent portrayal of Frank Barone on the CBS shitcom "Everybody Loves Raymond." But many others, myself included, will always remember his role as the Frankenstein monster in Mel Brooks's "Young Frankenstein." He was also good in John "Rocky" Avildsen's 1970 non-hit "Joe," a movie which should be seen by all, and not only because it features a nude bathtub scene with a young Susan Sarandon.

I never knew this, but John Lennon was the best man at Boyle's 1977 wedding. Not too shabby.

So long, Peter. You'll be missed. And if you run into John wherever you are, tell him we miss him too.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Stay the course

Gettin' nasty, Dubya style. This isn't work-safe, but then again if you're reading Waffle Ass at work, you probably don't care all that much about your job anyway. So knock yourself out, friend.