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In The “Where Did You Go To School?” Department

In a Washingtonpost.com story dated Friday, March 18, 2005, about rapper Lil’ Kim’s clothing choices during her trial, Post staffer Robin Givhan writes the following:
“The jury found her guilty of perjury and conspiracy, and the Associated Press reported that she could face a penalty of as much as 20 years in the joint at her June 24 sentencing. Her assistant Monique Dopwell was also convicted.”
Excuse me? The joint? The JOINT!!?? When did “The Joint” become AP/NYT/Washington Post style guide synonymous with Federal Prison? I did a Google search on “Lil’ Kim”, joint. Care to guess on what other publications came up? The New York Times? No. Christian Science Monitor? Nope. Not one other publication with a story about the conviction turned up. Now, when I replaced “joint” with “prison”….Newsday, NYT, Boston Globe, Reuters, AP, etc.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Ms. Givhan is the Post’s style editor. Why is this important? Well, it’s not, but I have another post about Ms. Givhan’s, uh, journalism, later today. I’m too damn tired, now.

More Ad Pornography

Am I the only one to be offended by the use of Queen’s brilliant “I Want to Break Free” in the latest ad for C-2? Tell me, do the following lyrics read like they’re appropriate for a soda commercial?
I want to break free
I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You’re so self satisfied I don’t need you
I’ve got to break free
God knows, God knows I want to break free
I’ve fallen in love
I’ve fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it’s for real
I’ve fallen in love, yeah
God knows, God knows I’ve fallen in love
It’s strange but it’s true
Hey, I can’t get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure
When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free, baby
Oh how I want to be free
Oh how I want to break free
But life still goes on
I can’t get used to living without, living without
Living without you by my side
I don’t want to live alone, hey
God knows, got to make it on my own
So baby can’t you see
I’ve got to break free
I’ve got to break free
I want to break free, yeah
I want, I want, I want, I want to break free
Words and music by John Deacon

Songs For Our Orwellian Nightmare To Come, Pt. 1

Divide and Conquer
by Bob Mould
They divided up all the land
We’ve got states and cities
Cities have their neighborhoods
And more subdivisions
There’s countries divided by walls
Oceans and latitudes
And longitudes longing to find out
Just what they’re missing
There’s lots of area codes
And nine digit zip codes
Secret decoder ring codes
Arteries, shopping nodes
We’ll invent some new computers
Link up the global village
Get AP, UPI, Reuters
To tell everybody the news, news
We’ll be one happy neighborhood
Spread out across the world
But who’s gonna stop that burglar from breaking into my house
When he lives that far away
We’ll be just like old friends
No means to your ends
The police state is too busy
And the neighborhood’s getting out of hand
Big Brother on every wall
Muzak plays in all the halls
Empires see the rise and fall
They divide, conquer
It’s not about my politics
Something happened way too quick
A bunch of men who played it slick
They divide, conquer
It’s all here before your eyes
Safety is a big disguise
That hides among the other lies
They divide, conquer
Well I expect I won’t be heard
‘Cause my silence is assured
Never a discouraging word
They divide, conquer
They divide and conquer.
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David Bowie – A Reality Tour

Bowie_DVD.gifFrom the moment David Bowie greeted the Dublin crowd with a shout of “tiocfaidh ar la” (pronounced “chucky ar la”) Irish for “Our day will come” and a slogan for the Irish Republican movement, he had then in the palm of his hands. A surprise from a performer who is rarely overtly political in his public statements, but then, we’ve come to expect surprises from the man. This DVD was recorded at two shows in Dublin at The Point and I was lucky enough to attend both. From the opening chords of “Rebel Rebel” to the final, celebratory notes of “Ziggy Stardust,” the erstwhile David Robert Jones had us in the palm of his hand. While the mood among many I spoke to was that the second night at The Point was the best Bowie show they had ever seen, the first was not far off that mark. The crowd at both had an energy I rarely see in US audiences and as one who’s seen DB over 20 times (a pittance among my contemporaries) trust me when I tell you, a good audience at a Bowie show gives the man energy like nothing else.

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