The Academy Awards

Hollywood shows some taste

Like others who’ve grown tired with the overwrought nonsense of the whole thing, I TiVo’d the show and made it through in about an hour and twenty minutes, liberally using the fast-forward button. They all went pretty much as I thought, though I’ve got to give a big shout-out to my faves the Coen brothers. Also Javier Bardem and the lovely Marion Cotillard, two individuals for whom the word sexy is too small a complement. Their speeches were heartfelt, deeply human and lifted the whole evening up several notches. Same with the adorable couple from Once, Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova. Special props to John Stewart (or whatever producer) for calling Ms. Irglova back out onto the stage and letting her have her moment (the gruesomely tacky Bill Conti and the orchestra he was “conducting” cruelly cut her off before she’d had a chance to say anything when the couple originally accepted their awards.) A nice moment of true class from a show not known for it in recent years.

Otherwise, Tilda Swinton gave a hilarious ribbing to Gorgeous George; Julie Christie looked smashing, befitting the cinematic royalty she is; and Ellen Page and Saoirse Ronan are born stars. Laura Linney (and, for that matter, Julianne Moore) should have at least two Oscars (each), and Daniel Day-Lewis’ fearless genius was in good company with Viggo Mortensen.

And, of course, then there’s the sublime force of nature that is Cate Blanchett, for whom I’d pay SuperBowl-ticket-level money to see merely sitting on a blank stage on a Saturday afternoon reading out loud various entries in the phone book.

Photo courtesy www.oscar.com

Some Perspective on St. McCain

His candidacy as a “maverick” is a Potemkin charade

Those who know me personally, or have met me online, know I have absolutely no use for John McCain, whether he runs as a Republican, a Democrat, an Independent, a Green; whatever. He could run as a Communist for all I care. And to be clear: I’m not, nor would I, disparage the fact that he was a genuine P.O.W. who suffered horribly in another useless war for no purpose. Ten or twenty years from now the nation is going to see large numbers of men and women running for office with a background very similar to his.

Why I find him so repulsive is all this nonsense about him being a “maverick.” The press (who unsurprisingly can’t get their minds around the fact that this is real life and not an endless replay of “Top Gun”) has gone overboard with this ridiculous, Potemkin storyline, and McCain’s eager adoption of it as truth puts him—as hardcore and stalwart a GOP loyalist as they come—into parody territory.

But beyond that comes the heart of the issue: his constant playing in every campaign he’s run of the “torture” card for cheap votes. A bizarre reflection of Guiliani’s endlessly and tastelessly trying to leverage the events of 9/11 in which he played only a peripheral part, both men have managed to crudely degrade wide-scale tragedy and intense personal agony into simply another tacky campaign slogan; undiluted bullshit repeated endlessly for no other reason than to stroke each man’s ludicrously outsized ego in the hope that enough gullible voters would buy into it and shovel them just over the edge into office.

Take a glimpse of the photo at right for all the proof needed about how much of a “maverick” McCain supposedly is. It’s all a media creation, just like the cypher he’s disgracefully hugging (even after this same man and his nasty political hit team were responsible in 2000 for destroying McCain’s candidacy and slandering his wife and adopted daughter). What kind of “maverick Marine” would dare put up with that? And what type of “maverick” would embrace the individual responsible for signing off on that ugly Rove-led Swift Boating except one who could easily sweep his own principles—and family—under the proverbial carpet in service of his own desire for the ultimate trophy, the ultimate medal?

John McCain has arrived at what most would call the “sunset” of his life; most men would accept that with some dignity and repose and not turn themselves into a caricature. But McCain is unable to stop; he’ll keep talking up his grim experiences under torture on the campaign trail while turning his head away as he votes to keep soldiers in Iraq for “a hundred years.” The requisite platitudes will be mouthed opposing the administration’s use of “enhanced interrogation techniques” but he’ll vote like he’s told on the Senate floor.

There are a good amount of people in the country who will vote for him because he’s not only the (likely) Republican nominee, but because he’s a former P.O.W. But that card has already been played out; he has no business ascending to the nation’s highest office, considering the amount of destruction wrought over the past eight years by his party and his apparent willingness to continue policies that have long since proven to be abject failures. It is time for John McCain to quit the charade he’s continued—in the dark, long after the music has stopped and the parade has ended—and exit the stage along with whatever “beliefs” he happens to hold at the moment. A weary nation would be grateful.

Agitprop has more thoughts, worth reading.

The G.O.P. Closet Just Keeps... Um... Bulging!

At CPAC, life is undoubtedly better “under” a conservative...

DownWithTyranny braves a look at this year’s rotten CPAC convention (and yes, Ann Coulter apparently found a way to sneak in, though accounts are unclear as to whether, with John Edwards [thanks to the media freezing him out] having dropped out of the race, she was so keen on throwing the word “faggot” around) and finds a poster there so sublime it makes parody of these hardcore (ehem) rightwing men, at least, beyond impossible.*

Go see. And be sure to follow the links about McHenry.

*Yes, I’m sure there were probably a few far-rightwing women there; but, let’s face it: this “conference” is essentially a place for a lot of pasty, insecure white guys with relationship, money and identity issues to grouse and piss and moan about how they need to “fight back.” This, despite how every big G.O.P. speaker there has–in some way or another–been the primary architects of the downfall of these guys’ “world” precisely because of their own predictable myopia in the voting booth.

h/t: Digby

It’s About %$*@# Time

Website tracks antics of excitable talker.

In light of his most recent—though neverending—buffoonish antics, Media Matters has taken it upon itself to launch a valuable new service, “Matthews Monitor,” an information and action center dedicated to putting a spotlight on the sexist, unhinged, hollering pundit, and holding him (and his employer MSNBC) to account. There are a quite a few prominent bloggers and viewers (both female and male) who have had enough of his bullshit, particularly his vendetta against Hillary Clinton. This foolishness has been going on against her since ’92, but Matthews has taken it to a whole new level of low; he’s simply incapable of covering this Presidential campaign objectively and ought to be fired for on-air behavior and comments that have gone beyond mere commentary and “analysis” into outright character assassination.

Atrios Speak, You Listen

Exactly:

“The story of this decade is the complete and utter failure by elites in government and media to do their jobs properly. What’s so depressing about all of this is that there has been little accountability anywhere (see Kristol, Bill, New York Times for example) for the catastrophe they unleashed on the people of Iraq. For a group of people enamored with their own self-importance, they seem to have little concern for the consequences of what they do.”