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“Jane! Stop This Crazy Thing!”
Now that polls show popular rejection of the Iraq War at a comfortable 60%, Jane Fonda has crawled out of the woodwork to [address a big anti-war rally] in DC. WaPo quotes her as saying, “I haven’t spoken at an antiwar rally in 34 years,” she said. But, “Silence is no longer an option.” Now that everyone else is speaking out, that is. Let’s see, in the 60s and 70s everyone was an anti-war feminist — and so was she! Then, in the 80s everyone was self-obsessed and she became an aerobics instructor. In the 90s it was all about Wall Street and she married a billionaire and became the perfect Southern Wife. And now she’s a radical again, right on schedule. Fonda’s manifested more personalities than Madonna and Sybil combined, but none of the off-screen ones were credible. It does raise the question though of where all the radicals of yesteryear have gone. Slate offers [some ideas] on why Iraq just never got people into the streets.

Life of The Party? Think Again.
Scientists in Germany have [discovered] that, despite their patented frivolity utilizing lampshades as hats, drunks are in fact incapable of understanding humor. German alcoholics were subjected to German jokes and then tested to see if they could guess the right punchline. The results were more Weltschmerz than borscht belt. If you read the article you will immediately see the major problem with this study — no, not the absurdly small sample size or the questionable methodology — that’s right, Germans trying to understand humor. *rimshot*

dead to the world alive I awoke
Found this on a site devoted to chronicling the life of the legendary Hotel Chelsea in my nabe.

Patti Smith’s [New Year’s message]. It’s sweet.


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