It seems that most people don’t spend five minutes just admiring steaks. I keep freaking out the butchers.
But frightened meatmen aside, Eastern Market is pretty damn near to being a perfect place.
I’m kind of glad the journalists illegally taped the guy (not saying I SUPPORT it, though, you know, Claude Lanzmann), because I found this statement fascinating:
Heinrich Boere: If I’m in jail or in here (a nursing home), when you’re as old as I am, it doesn’t matter. I heard they have…
I feel compelled to answer this because oddly enough it’s something I know a lot about. Goldhagen’s book (and his thesis) are deeply incorrect, not just controversial. I recommend reading the introduction to Browning’s new edition of Ordinary Men. The two have been locked in the academic version of pistols at dawn, and Browning has scored a resounding win. Browning’s point is that there was not something specific to Germans which led them to carry out genocide, but rather something specific to all people. The men were ordinary, but even they (placed in the right circumstances) did terrible things. This (the idea that horrific killings and anti-semitism are not some special characteristic unique to Germans) is borne out by the fact that some of the worst pogroms were carried out by people who were not German. In Romania, German soldiers actually protected Jews, horrified at the pogroms being carried out by the Iron Guard. Browning does not deny that the Germans were anti-semitic, but anti-semitism alone cannot account for the holocaust. Germans and many other nations had been anti-semitic for years and years and had never committed killings approaching the scale of the holocaust. When there was anti-semitic violence the worst of it was usually in the east, away from ethnic German communities.
Check out the afterword of Ordinary Men for all of this.
It seems that most people don’t spend five minutes just admiring steaks. I keep freaking out the butchers.
But frightened meatmen aside, Eastern Market is pretty damn near to being a perfect place.
Sometimes I’m not sure about a photo, but I’ll post it anyway, or the Hotness Experts will convince me it’s good.
Sometimes I need no convincing. This is one of those times. This photo is ridiculously hot.
(thanks, de Leon!)
I guess this the liberal brainwashing Glenn Beck is always going on about.
I learned to walk on the steps of the Botswana Peace Corps office, and I haven’t escaped the Peace Corps yet. This program has influenced my life more than anything else, in way both good (a sense of duty) and bad (a graphic understanding of how to kill a botfly).
went to a talk by Mark Rudd (he of the SDS and the Weathermen).
-we opened with a moment of silence (to center ourselves).
-one of the announcements was that the it-professor of the anti-nuclear would be speaking at the local UU.
-all profits from Rudd’s book are going to be donated to Iraq Veterans Against the War
-someone was booed for suggesting an alliance between the left and the left of center.
-a proposal that people unite against corporate ownership of America was met by cheers and vigorously discussed
-I was the youngest person present. The second youngest was my father.
-one of the cars parked outside had a Peace Corps license plate holder
Oh Hank, you are so depressingly brilliantJapan’s Nuclear Disaster Explained
(via effyeahnerdfighters)
Essentially.
One time when my mom heard the word “fashionista” used on TV, she said “I thought fashionista was a derrogatory term. You know, kind of like feminazi.”
So that’s what I always think of when I hear “feminazi”.
My campus newspaper tried to defend the use of “feminazi” (The poor boys’ feelings were hurt by the mean, mean ladies). Wish I had plastered this all over campus.