Sunday, August 28, 2016

REGULUS BLOG ENTRY #2,000: For Better Or Worse, Still Posting -OR- OH, THE HUMANITY!

"Waiting for Tonight" music video by Jennifer Lopez, video screenshot.

I have always liked this Jennifer Lopez song, but I prefer the Hex Hector remix. The images above and below are taken from the original version and featured in this YouTube video.


(I started this entry on Friday evening but was not able to post it until Saturday night just after midnight Sunday morning.)

ENTRY #2,000

Honestly, I had planned a much bigger and more thorough entry to celebrate the occasion of my 2,000th blog entry, but as I start this, I'm just not feeling it.

Another screenshot from the "Waiting for Tonight" video by Jennifer Lopez.

The video features an interesting New Years Eve 2000 dance club montage -- including how there is that momentary pause at the moment 2000 arrives there is a brief power outage -- calling to mind Y2K or, alternatively, low Protestant fundamentalist eschatology based upon numerology -- followed by power resumption and a wild orgiastic scene on the dance floor.


Besides, I really don't need an excuse or special occasion to write about any of them.

Whether it be the money-and-power-mongering, but otherwise tasteless and classless Wall-P and its Staff, the Hysterical One, the Honking Goose, Shits-Off, Gasy the Chipmungorilla, Nag'em the Concerned Cheesecake-Eating House Hippo and her Methane Factory of a husband, M. WADE Tipamillyun and its "LIKE, OH MY GAWD, I'M SO GREAT!" suburban mall values, or Oooza the Unloved Crow Creature.

Or any of them.

Conversely, I don't have to write about them BECAUSE it is a special occasion.

Another screenshot from "Waiting for Tonight" featuring a young, sexually ambiguous man "ejaculating" a champagne bottle's contents. Gee, I wonder what that means ...


Alas, as I said, I'm just not really feeling it with this entry. Updated (prior to posting): OK, obviously, this entry ended up being quite long and complicated anyway despite what I just said. Indeed, this has become one of the most convoluted and protracted entries I have ever written.

Damn blinding ball of plasma.

Today (Friday, Aug. 26th) was another disgustingly hot and humid day with highs in the 93F to 95F range. The only daily record high set, though, was at KIAD with 95F -- tying the daily record set on three previous occasions. Dew points were around 70F during the midday hours. Updated: Saturday, Aug. 27th wasn't much better.

Yesterday (Thursday, Aug. 25th) evening was the worst in terms of humidity with a dew point reaching 77F at one point at KDCA (and I felt it as I walked around after work with Chester, who was in town -- more on that below).

There is no serious chance of rain until at least the middle of next week. Furthermore, all the talk of an active Atlantic hurricane season has been just that so far -- talk. This includes all the yammering about a tropical wave -- dubbed 99L -- that would be super-hurricane Hermine that now looks like it will remain basically just a disorganized area of showers and thunderstorms (that I wish were here).

GOES floater visible and infrared image for the Bahamas and Greater Antilles, 1545UTC August 26, 2016.


At the 8PM hour (on Friday, Aug. 26th) , it is still 90F at KDCA with a 69F dew point or a heat index of 95F. There is one little rain shower / thunderstorm down near Charlottesville and -- interestingly enough -- I can see its hoisted up cloud top in the distance to my southwest (looking out my 5th floor window).

June-July-August (climatological summer) average (mean) temperatures at KDCA, KBWI, and KIAD for the period 1966 - 2016.

Image taken from CWG entry linked directly below. (Unsure why Jason and Ian decided to put KDCA in blue, but I tried to match the trend lines colors in my caption.)


I would like to call attention to this CWG entry: Data show marked increase in D.C. summer temperatures over past 50 years.

Warmest high & low temperatures for Washington, D.C., for the full NWS climate period of 1872 - 2016.

This includes both the pre-and-current National Airport period.


I haven't trolled the trolldom of the comment section to see what angry, stupid old men in their Depends undergarments and "alt-right" provocateurs have to subtract from this conversation.

This seems like a good segue into a political discussion ...

Hillary Clinton speaking at Truckee Meadows Community College in Reno, Nevada, August 25, 2016.


Yesterday (on Thursday), Hillary Clinton delivered one of the most important speeches of her campaign. It was in Reno, Nev., and it was on the topic of Donald Trump and his relationship to the quasi-white supremacist online community (if I can use the word "community"; maybe "mob" is a better term) known a the "alt-right."

The Madam speaking at Truckee Meadows Community College, Reno, Nev., August 25, 2016.


The full transcript of the speech is here.

Here is what I believe to be the best line from that speech:

"A man with a long history of racial discrimination, who traffics in dark conspiracy theories drawn from the pages of supermarket tabloids and the far reaches of the internet, should never run our government or command our military."

As for the alt-right, I would like to direct your attention to this detailed and very informative article by Dylan Matthews of It looks as though he originally wrote it back in April and just updated it given the news hook of Hillary's speech yesterday.

Donald Trump's quacked-off-his-ass "Doctor" Harold Bornstein, the clown who declared, "If elected, Mr. Trump, I can state unequivocally, will be the healthiest individual ever elected to the presidency," in a note it took him 5 minutes to write while Trump's limousine waited outside. Story here.


The whole discussion of "neo-reactionaries" and how they are the descendants of Pat Buchanan's paleoconservativism is quite interesting, especially how and why these people fundamentally reject democracy (even managing to link it to Stalinist totalitarianism), and how this belief system differs from garden-variety (and incredibly annoying) libertarians.

Summing it up all, though, Matthews writes:

"Insofar as the alt-right's role in the Trump movement matters, it matters because it suggests a route for Trumpism to survive past Trump. If the polls are right, Trump is set to go down in fiery defeat in November, crushed by Hillary Clinton. But win or lose, Trump has shown that overt contempt for racial equality, naked tribalistic appeals to white racial solidarity, and vaguely authoritarian rhetoric can add up to a very successful campaign, at least within the Republican Party."

"That gives the alt-right new relevance, and helps convince its members that America might be ready for their ideas. It also opens the door for a more sophisticated future candidate, one reared on alt-right arguments rather than stumbling into them the way Trump has. Such a candidate could effectively whip up an alt-right base of support, but potentially use it more intelligently and effectively than Trump."

As for the noxious denizens of the Alt-Right, reportedly they can't be more thrilled with the publicity because, well, that's how they are.

Left: Finn taking a ride in Suburban Atlanta with Chris T., Aug. 25, 2016.

Oh, yes, here is a good piece by Matthew Yglesias on what a major mess is the Associated Press's "big exposé" on the Clinton Foundation -- searching for all sorts of world-historic-scale wrongdoing when there is nothing of the sort.

Of course, that (and the fact that every such mainstream media Hillary hit piece of the past 25 years has been such a mess) won't (and hasn't) matter(ed) to the hordes of Hillary haters out there who've been brainwashed over the past quarter century to see her as Absolute Evil Incarnate.

Cher and Hillary Clinton in an awesome and wonderful Instagram picture (possibly in June 2016). 


As an election horserace update, Hillary's chances of winning -- per the modeling suite -- have trended down somewhat from a high of nearly 90 percent shortly after the convention to just over 80 percent today (Aug. 26th, 2016).

Here are the two key images from the FiveThirtyEight political site: odds for Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump winning the 2016 presidential election and state-by-state poll-based electoral map configuration as of August 26, 2016.

******* trend line of the odds of Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump winning the presidential election, June 8 - August 26, 2016.


Assuming she does win -- and I just can't imagine what would happen if Trump manages to pull off a victory -- here is a useful Jonathan Chait piece on why she doesn't need that bullshit argument of "a mandate": Hillary Clinton Can't Win a Mandate, and That's Okay.

Sorry, Washington Consensus / Washington Post editorial board. We know how tingly you get all over -- and how your dress rides up -- at the thought of "Bipartisan Consensus" and "mandates" for "entitlement reform" and "free trade." Idiots.

The Madam speaking at the Democratic National Convention, July 28, 2016.


As an update, this was another shitty week in my personal life while my work life continued to proceed more or less on track.

Flag pole outside DOE HQ, Washington, D.C., 6:17PM August 25, 2016.


I continue to burn numerous bridges, so to speak, in this shitty D.C. gay-o-sphere (or in the words of La Roux in their song "Bulletproof": I'm "burning bridges shore-to-shore"). There was some serious Real World unpleasantness with Larry's Trap-House / Opium Den / and Vapid Gay Boozer Lounge on Wednesday night, and I have been BANNED from there for life as long as the current awful management is in place.

YES!! I couldn't be happier. No, really. Seldom have I ever been treated more like crap and had worse times than at that useless place.

The Honking Goose and Psycho-Gollum were there but not Uncle Fester (at least that's how I remember it). The following day 438PM call (while at work!) from an inebriated Crypt Keeper was interesting -- all the more so because I just hung up the phone. (To be clear, I happened to see the call come in and answered it. I rarely answer my phone and NEVER have on the ringer.)

As usual, that kind of occurrence followed what had been a good night.

The Enid Haupt Garden, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C., 6:19PM August 25, 2016.


Oh, and Thursday was rough. Indeed, I had planned just to go home after work on Thursday, but Chester unexpectedly called me mid-afternoon to say he would be in D.C. We arranged to meet when I got off work. We met in the Enid Haupt Garden of the Smithsonian and walked via the Washington Monument into downtown and to Dupont.

The Smithsonian Castle, as seen from the Enid Haupt Garden, Washington, D.C., 6:20PM August 25, 2016.


There were too many goddamn kickball and other sports league players on that portion of the National Mall -- even while the bulk of the Mall remains fenced off for that interminable re-sodding project that involves a whole lot more than just putting in a new carpet of grass but instead undoing a century's worth of massive soil compaction.

The Washington Monument at dusk, Washington, D.C., 6:29PM August 25, 2016.


Anyway, we walked in the horrendously humid evening into downtown, stopping at the Bottom Line, but the otherwise nice place was, as usual, so loud that we left. The place is trying to appeal to a millennial crowd with a suburban hip-hop bent, and there is a weird nightclub next to it where, I assume, people go to "pre-game."

Base of the Washington Monument, Washington, D.C., 6:36PM August 25, 2016.

I'm not sure what this guy was trying to do. In the scores -- maybe hundreds -- of times I have been there over the past 24 years, I never saw anyone do that.


We instead went to the Black Rooster ("the Ebony Cock," the owner jokingly calls it) , and that was nice. Later, we went briefly to Trade and then I saw him off at the Dupont Circle Metro.

There was a brief encounter with M. WADE's Beloved Crow Creature, but I don't feel like relating it now -- except to say that the Crow Creature is the quintessential embodiment of a gay D.C. culture in the context of a Washington Consensus neoliberal world order.

How else to explain the weirdness in which he tried to sound all intimidating by telling me that the friend he was with is a police officer -- trying to get the words out as fast as possible.

The Crow Creature might as well have said -- and clearly earnestly meant -- the following:


Oh, dear. Whatever will I do??

Oh, God, another BROOKINGS PANEL with the besuited Washington Consensus crowd in their usual D.C. neoliberal moral circle jerk and ethical daisy chain.

Fred Hiatt, Benji Wittes, Sebastian Mallaby, and Ruth "Mother" Marcus get tingly all over when they see this.


"He said what??" Chester asked incredulously and found the whole thing quite funny. "Guess you'll turn over a new leaf starting tomorrow!" he laughed.

For tomorrow, I am heading up to Anne Arundel County to visit my mom for one night. She, Ray, and I are going to a Bowie Baysox evening game -- our "make up" attendance for the one that was rained out in July. Apparently, it's bring-your-brat-children night, so there's going to be an even larger contingent of them than usual. Update: We did not do this but instead went to dinner

Meridian Hill Park as seen from 16th Street NW, Washington, D.C., 6:17PM August 26, 2016.


On Sunday, Chester and I are supposed to meet -- I'm going to try to have all of us meet for lunch -- and then I'm going with him, possibly to take a hike in a stretch of the Patapsco Valley State Park on Sunday afternoon. There is a gorge above which passes the MARC Camden train line somewhere near Ellicott City. Actually, I'm not quire sure where it is, but Chester thinks he knows.

Anyway, I should be back on Sunday evening. Next week, I resume my normal gym routine.

And with that, I'll end this 2,000th blog entry.

I may try to post a jukebox Saturday night entry tomorrow night from Anne Arundel County, but that's doubtful. If not, my next entry will likely be late Sunday or on Monday.

Updated before posting ...

I'm writing this final part of this entry on Saturday night (and formatting early Sunday morning). I'm here in Millersville, Md., at my mom and Ray's place. I'm just here for one night. I took the MARC train to Odenton and then we went to Libations in Millersville for dinner.
An old house along Odenton Road, Odenton, Md., 4:38PM August 27, 2016.


One family news item: My mom and Ray got rid of their nearly-never-used RV -- dipping into their retirement savings to pay it off -- and then donating it to a local organization that helps wounded veterans by giving them large motor vehicles including those with living spaces.

Libations restaurant interior, Millersville, Md., 6:23PM August 27, 2016.


I would like to point to one additional political-themed article by Oliver Darcy on Business Insider that I think is really worth reading: Donald Trump broke the conservative media.

It's too intricate and lengthy to adequately excerpt but I offer you these two paragraphs:

"America is a great place to make a living off an identity crisis. I mean, these guys just sold out to the highest bidder," said Rick Tyler, the former communications director for Cruz's presidential campaign. "If you're a conservative, you couldn't have possibly gotten on board with Trump. It's not reconcilable."


"We have reached the bizarro-world point where, for all intents and purposes, conservatives are RINOs," said John Ziegler, a nationally syndicated conservative talk show host who called Andrew Breitbart a friend. "There is no place now for real conservatives. We've also reached the point, I say, we've left the gravitational pull of the rational Earth, where we are now in a situation where facts don't matter, truth doesn't matter, logic doesn't matter."

Awesome. Couldn't have happened to a nicer set of crazy Jacobins.

With that, I shall end this entry. It has been one of the most difficult and vexing to post due to the incredible slowness of Blogger on this computer (which I have encountered previously when using this machine). My next planned update will be Monday or Tuesday.


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