My favorite song by The National is "Racing Like A Pro." Unfortunately, whenever he sings the chorus "You're dumbstruck baby" I hear "Ya dumpster baby," thus reducing a beautiful song to a Family Guy joke. Fuck you Seth MacFarlane.



I chose this anime video because the song was clear, but it's pretty cool, too...

The Land of Cockaigne

I want to go to there...

Just kidding. In my "word a day" email last week there was a place that sounded magical and wonderful (if you're a female or gay cokehead, that is):

COCKAIGNE: noun: An imaginary land of luxury and idleness.

This was the image that accompanied it. Hmmm, looks any apartment in Williamsburg on a Saturday morning.

Less than 50 years ago...

Damn.

The picture speaks for itself, but here is the info from one of the participants:

Our Woolworth Sit-In, Jackson Mississippi, 5/28/63 was the most violently attacked sit-in of the '60s and the most publicized.   Involving a White mob of several hundred, it went on for several hours while hostile police from Jackson's huge all-White police department stood by approvingly outside and while hostile FBI agents inside (in sun-glasses) "observed."   Seated, left to right are Hunter Gray (John R. Salter, Jr.) -- Native American; Joan Trumpauer (now Mulholland), a White Southern student at our private Black college, Tougaloo College [one of two White students at Tougaloo]; Anne Moody, Black, from Wilkinson County, Mississippi.  I, Gray [Salter] was a very young Tougaloo professor; and Joan and Anne were my students.  All of us are covered with sugar, salt, mustard, and other slop.  I was beaten many times -- fists, brass knuckles, and a broken glass sugar container -- and am covered with blood.