Monthly Archives: May 2006

Yeah, Slow Posting

And I don’t expect it to change much for the rest of this week. Feeling under the weather. I’ve had energy to drop a few comments here and there on other blogs (and one post for tomorrow) but that’s about it.

Definately a few things to gripe about over the last week. The press’ Fifth Column’s horrible behavior over the Memorial Day holiday, the Council saddling us with red-light cameras and an illegal alien employement center. Oddly, only KHOU considers it worthy of it’s own article.

So much to complain about, so little energy to work with.

Happy Holiday! (and Sneak Preview)

I’ll be going out of town this weekend for a 2-person anime bash with Dr. Heinous, so there won’t be a lot of posting going on. In betwen episodes of mass panties, though, I’ll be hard at work on the laptop putting the final touches on that special project I’ve mentioned a few times.

Just to hold you though the holidays, here’s a sneak preview.

Everyone have a safe and happy holiday! (And if not, avoid traveling on the same roads as me, ok?)

Enron? Dimestore. Get Ready for Fannie Mae

For two years now, a bigger scandal than Enron has been bubbling away quietly, almost ignored by the mainstream media. It certainly has not made the media the way Enron and Worldcom did. Why? Well, maybe because the culprits aren’t evil capitalists; they’re “good socialists” : i.e.: they work for an organization set up by the government and backed by taxpayer funds. Which is why we’ll have to bail out Fannie Mae to the tune of $11 BILLION if it fails. AHI has a good rundown on the events so far.

However, it’s based around all the things that did make it into the media, however obscure the reporting was. What it doesn’t address is this: What is the Fannie Mae’s Foundation’s connection with radical organizations like La Raza, MALDEF, the Lawyer’s Committe on Nuclear Policy, Human Right’s Watch? Well according to this, they help fund them. (Link takes 2-5 minutes to load).

Someone want to explain what a quasi-public entity, whose board is appointed by the president and whose solvency is guaranteed by taxpayer funds, is doing engaging in this sort of nonsense?

Sure Fooled Us, Dubya

And all this time he had us thinking he was so smart he was just looking dumb to make folks misunderestimate him. I began to wonder about his sanity as far back as the Miers nomination. Now… nope, lets face it, he was just plain stupid. Well, he’s just pissed off another (ex-) supporter.

Unless we start seeing a sharp reversal in conduct, I’m done with George W. Bush. This isn’t about politics — it is about the proper stewardship of the laws and the Constitution.

I keep telling people: the Republicans are no longer the answer. Sadly, Ross Perot wasn’t either, being more of a flake than anything else. (Aside: One thing I still want to hear him explain: If NAFTA was going to cause a great big sucking sound as all our jobs went south, why the hell are the Mexicans still coming north?)

So we’re just going to have to form our own party. Jacksonian, anyone?

Let’s All Sing Together…

…Monty Python’s “The Penis Song.”

Isn’t it awfully nice to have a penis?
Isn’t it frightfully good to have a dong?
It’s swell to have a stiffy.
It’s divine to own a dick,
From the tiniest little tadger
To the world’s biggest prick.
So, three cheers for your Willy or John Thomas.
Hooray for your one-eyed trouser snake,
Your piece of pork, your wife’s best friend,
Your Percy, or your cock.
You can wrap it up in ribbons.
You can slip it in your sock,
But don’t take it out in public,
Or they will stick you in the dock,
And you won’t come back.

It’s only a matter of time now. Prepare to be spammed by ads for penis replacement surgery….

Original story here. Now all we need to do is figure out how to clone eyeballs to deal with that pesky blindness problem…..

Piling it Higher and Deeper

I’ve got mucho work-o today, so no time to do a real post. Lots of news today: East End Polecat had City Employee running errands for her private consulting busineess (yes, the very same business I’ve pointed out as being highly questionable in the first place).

The House and Senate take a break from claiming they are above the law to argue about differing immigration bills. Go, House! Lose the amnesty provision; we did it 20 years ago and it didn’t work.

And in a piece of good news, both the day labor and red-light camera contracts were blocked for another week. If you shout loud enough, they will listen; we’ve just been letting the other side do all the shouting for too long. Keep the pressure on folks!

Update: Enron verdict is in. While Skilling skated out on a few of the charges, the two of them were found guilty on enough stuff to put them in the country club prison for at least two or three years. The Chronicle has had to go to a “high traffic edition” (no pictures) to cope.

Multi-Nodal Houston

Tony Gattis, over at Houston Strategies, uses his wife’s commute as the perfect example of what’s wrong with expensive rail in Houston, (not to mention, Metro’s bus schedules): It doesn’t come from where we need to start, or end where we need it to go. Neither do the buses, for that matter.

My wife recently took a job with SAIC/NASA in Clear Lake working on the new Crew Exploration Vehicle, and was not fond of the commute from Meyerland/Bellaire. Not just the 1.5 hour round-trip time and stress, but $9+/day in gas, plus much higher car depreciation expenses (60m/day). Metro buses could work, but require a substantial time-draining transfer downtown that almost double the commute time – and the final leg from the Bay Area Park&Ride to JSC is problematic. Any type of potentially planned commuter rail system would be even worse. But she found the perfectly scheduled 15-seat express vanpool from the West Loop Park&Ride (SW corner of 610) to her exact building at JSC, with a couple quick stops for other NASA contractors along the way from I45 to the campus – all for about $3/workday (less than half of Metro’s cost). How’s that for a great bargain? It just reinforces that the future of effective commuter transit in multi-nodal Houston is not heavy commuter rail, but a comprehensive managed express (MaX) lane network used by a wide range of very fast, point-to-point bus, van, and carpool options.
(Empahsis added.)

Here is his discussion of a such a MaX system.

Remember, control the parking, and you control people’s ability to own cars. Then control the rail, and you control where they live and work…

How Long Until They Have A Show on Comedy Central?

I haven’t had anything to say about the latest mil-faker to be stupid in his smears against those who serve proudly (and get his ass fact-checked), because there are far more competent (and connected) people to write about that. But I just had to bring up this release from an Army spokesperson. You know, I think they’re develping a sense of humor.

Of course, the line about “go into the Army or go to jail” is vintage TV script not heard since the 1960s. There are also numerous wear and appearance issues with the Soldier’s uniform — a mix of foreign uniforms with the sleeves rolled up like a Marine and a badly floppy tan beret worn like a pastry chef.

The only way it could have been funnier is if he’d said, “like a Fwench pastry chef.”

Adrian Garcia: Councilmember at-Large for Illegal Aliens-at-Large

Yesterday’s arguments over city funding the day care day labor Center for Illegal Alien Employement reached a new low with this winner from Adrian Garcia.

“If you were unable to produce the necessary documents that would allow someone to employ you right now, would you see it as favorable to be put in the category of an illegal alien?� asked Garcia.

Non sequitor. If I am unable to produce the “necessary documents”, they’re still on file in Austin and Washington. That’s a hell of a lot different from not having them in the first place. My rights aren’t dependant on whether I carry a piece of paper; they’re dependant on the FACT that I am a US citizen and follow the law, as did my grandparents when they emigrated to the U.S.

I wish I’d been there when he said that, but it’s probably a good thing I wasn’t. They’d probably frown over a city employee losing his temper and yelling at a council member. In a just world, Garcia would go down in the primaries of the next election. However, being a Democrat, I’m sure that he’ll have enough support from voters (both live and dead, citizen or otherwise) to easily cruise to victory.

h/t to Bloghouston

Film clip here.

Dance, Dance, Dancing Machine

Why no, I don’t think fans are getting completely obsessed with a show that hasn’t even been officially translated and marketed in Region 1. By the way, I should be downloading ep. 8 tonight.

Comment by wontaek | 2006/04/21 at 04:58:07
revised forcast. Over/under for the date when someone starts the Church of Haruhi: May 1st.

It was over.

Edit: thanks to YouTube, here’s the show’s, ah, energetic ending, with translations. Whomever recorded this has the same aspect problems I once did, so it’s distorted.

Update: Ok, now I’ve watched the episode, and even if it’s not as insanely funny as many of the others — Kyon’s sarcasm is definately lacking here — the series continues to intrigue because of all the mysteries. What happened in the cave? Did Haruhi make a change? And what’s with the mole on Kyon’s neck? I dont’ believe that’s just a red herring. Of course, with this bunch, you never know. And when is that talking cat from the first episode going to show up? From what I’m reading on the web, the studio only committed to 14 episodes. I don’t think they expected it to be such a runaway hit in the otakusphere.

Just a Little Catching Up (and a lot of water)

While I’ve been relaxing with anime lately (and dealing with the Hou-Mom’s chemo), there’s been a lot of other things going on with this fair city. I don’t have to tell you to head over to BlogHouston and play catch up do I?

Tom Bazan’s efforts to watchdog Metro on the stray current issue are keeping their feet to the fire. Also, the City of Houston tries, and fails, to avoid trial over failing to notify people that they may be living in hazardous homes.

The IDF messed up and took this guy alive, so no pizza for joo!

Our new friends from New Orleans learn that we may not have enough police to handle accidents, but if we do happen to catch you for murder, you’re going to spend time cooling your heels. Don’t worry though, if you get the needle, the Chron is worrying over how much it will hurt. No word on when they’ll demand a local anesthetic so the condemned criminal poor, unfortunate soul won’t feel the prick of the needle. God knows, it takes an anesthetic to read most of the Bozonicle these days. Two shots of Jack Danials Black Label usually does it.

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DearS(lave)

DearS (that’s “Dear S”, not “dearz”), is one of those guilty pleasures that come along once in a while. It makes me wish I were still young enough to enjoy the ridiculously over-sexed humor, without thinking about what’s being “said” here. It’s not as braindead as Girls’ High, nor as pretentious as Chobits, and those are good things. The writers clearly set out to have fun by creating a piece of sexy fluff, but there are two problems: first they thought it would be funny to have an oversexed teacher and a gratuitous Don Juan running around. Second, there’s a few gaps in logic; this is not a show with “refrigerator moments” because it expects you to crank up the suspension of disbelief to somewhere near “ludicrous speed;” the illogic isn’t going to wait on a trip to the refrigerator.

While the second problem is merely eye-rolling, the first one makes the show uncomfortable at times. The writers barrelled right across delicate ground at full throttle with the clear attitude that “if it bothers you, go watch something else.”

One year ago, a spaceship with (supposedly) 150 aliens crashed into Tokyo bay. The passengers, called “DearS” (translated as “beloved friend”), were mostly female, human-looking and very beautiful — and almost all teenagers. Apparently, we’re just supposed to accept that the alien society that they come from is populated by people just as human as we are. (And judging from the, er, compatible plumbing, they have the same urges.) They quickly learned the Japanese language and customs, and were granted citizenship. At the opening of the story, many are being sponsored for home-stay in various households. The male lead is Takeya Ikuhara, who is probably the only guy in his school who isn’t DearS crazy — especially given that one is coming to their school soon. Takeya lives alone (it’s explained why later), and the closest he’s got to a girlfriend is the meganekko/childhood friend/landlord’s daughter, Nenneko. As much as he bothers thinking about the DearS, he doesn’t trust them; he thinks they’re probably really lizards here to enslave humanity (again, it’s explained why later). In general, Takeya is pretty rough around the edges. He works at a video store, where he sneaks out the adult vids for his friends — and gets decked for it by the manager.

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Websurfing at Work?

Well, the City of Houston doesn’t have stock to short, but I keep wondering how long until someone decides to crack down on the net at work.

From the Chicago Tribune:

Companies are starting to ban Web access, block instant messaging services to squash discreet conversations among chatty co-workers and prohibit employees from watching sporting events on their computers.

At Ward’s Downstate hospital, Internet access for nurses and other staff is severely restricted. Only a few employees can even use the hospital’s e-mail system to send a personal note, and they cannot use Internet-based e-mail systems, such as Gmail or Hotmail.

At one point, Ward even blocked access to the Google search engine, but he has since rescinded that policy, even though many of the Web sites that a search query will return cannot be accessed.

I think Glenn Reynolds puts it well:

Sell your stock in companies with policies like this one. The management is obviously stupid, and the only employees likely to stay, long-term, in the face of this kind of a policy are those who can’t get a job someplace else, someplace where the management is brighter than a bag of hammers

Damn Glenn, you don’t have to strike so close to home, you know?

Why Loilcons Aren’t Funny

In passing, I’ve touched on the issue of perversity in animé before. In hentai (animé porn), you expect a lot of it, but too many times, non-hentai shows will step over the line into treating pre-teens as sexual objects. In part, this is a cultural difference in Japan, which is facinated with youth; an unmarried female of 26 would be called “Christmas cake” (as in, no one wants to eat the leftovers after Christmas) and considered over the hill. It’s not uncommon for adult women to dress and act like teenagers; it’s considered sexy there.

(I mean, you can buy a high school girl’s used underwear from vending machines in Japan. No, I’m not making that up. A part of me wishes we’d had that when I was in high school; it was about the only way I was going to get into any of those stuck-up . . . . Ahem. Never mind.)

But just like our television reflects American society and mores, only exaggerated, Japanese TV does the same thing for theirs. So, with that kind of fixation, it’s not surprising that there are a number of series that suddenly start treating pre-teen kids as sex objects, just out of the blue. It’s not an integral part of the plot, it’s just there. Usually the character is a foil for the hero (although s/he is not necessarily the villian) and it’s played for laughs, but to American sensibilities, such can be painful to get through. Examples: Yumeria, Kiddie Grade, and Azumanga Daioh

There’s even one series where it is a major story element, involving a female teacher marrying her student in order to keep it a secret that she’s a space alien (Please Teacher!, although now we’re stepping into the realm of teenagers). Seems like that’s complicating the hell out of things. But while the actual loli’s are played for laughs in some series (like Yumeria), I’m just finding it less and less funny. Why? Because it’s hard to laugh at the reality:


Teacher accused of sexually assaulting 14-year-old student

This is “old” news locally, but I’m doing a bit of catching up, and this caught my eye.

A substitute teacher is facing charges of sexual assault of a child. Police say the man assaulted a 14-year-old Milby High School student on three separate occasions.

Thing is, she didn’t report it, but some other girls stepped forward to complain about how he acted towards them. KTRK never quite explains how the case got from “pervert” to “statutory rapist” but one can assume that one or more of the other girls was aware of what was going on.

Another group of girls came forward to high school administrators saying that the teacher had been rude to them. They released a tirade of complaints against him.

“To (a student) it seemed that this teacher would confront her in private, or confront her in the halls, trying to groom her, basically, and to get into a sexual relationship,” explained Jeanette Perales with the HPD Juvenile Sex Crimes unit. “Many of the students came forward and stated that this teacher, in their words, was a pervert.”

Then there’s another story out of Fort Bend.

Investigators say a former teacher’s aide in Fort Bend County crossed the line. They say he had sex with two students at his high school. Regardless of their age or whether or not anyone consented, police say the former teacher’s aide broke the law by having sex with students.

Mike Harvey with the Fort Bend ISD police said, “I think Mr. Martin took advantage of a situation that he shouldn’t have.” Harvey says he can prove Martin had sex three times with two girls. One girl was 17 years old and the other was 18 years old. “None of the incidents occurred on campus,” Harvey said. “We don’t have any allegations that that’s the case. But they did occur in a neighborhood that’s nearby.”

Ok, I have to roll my eyes at that one. It’s obviously aggravated circumstances that there was a school in the neighborhood where he was screwing a student. To be thorough (I don’t want to say “fair”), teenagers aren’t pre-teens, and at 17 or 18, now we’re getting to the point where people are more likely to shrug and go, “oh, come on, 18 is an adult, and 17 is damn near.”

“Grass on field! Play ball!” (Now that’s ecchi.)

Somehow, I don’t think the parents of the girls involved would say that. And they’d be right not to.

Authorities say Martin used his position of authority to seduce the young women. Under the law, that’s an allegation of an improper relationship between an educator and a student. Martin faces three such charges.

“This seems to be happening so often now that we’ve almost become numb to it,” said parent Darrell Robertson.

That’s something to remember the next time you’re tempted to laugh at someone yelling “ecchi!” in animé. (He says, just before popping in DVD2 of DearS, which has a very inappropriate relationship going on that doesn’t even have anything to do with the main plot. Edit: finally watched all the way through. Turns out the guy is an upperclassman, not a teacher.)

Teaching is harder than it used to be. It’s more politicized, more bureaucratic, and more difficult. The result is that teachers tend to burn out within a few years, and move on. When I was in high-school, teachers tended to be old wrinkled old women and bald men–except for the coaches. Nowadays, the teachers are highly likely to be MILF’s. (Warning: link NSFW!) Worse, now the “old-timers” with 30+ years of experience are not around to ride herd on younger ones they think might be about to make a mistake.

Something else to think on is this. Recently, I had a conversation with several co-workers, ranging in age from 23 to 50. Of six people at the table, four had teachers in either their own or their kids’ high school or junior high either arrested or suddenly transferred due to “inappropriate relationships.” And in a fifth case, everyone suspected, but there was never enough evidence to make an open accusation. (That teacher’s contract was not renewed for the next year, however.)

Those are disturbing odds, and the time span suggests that it’s not a recent problem, by any means. Sometime after I get through playing with the page setup, I’m going to do a full review of DearS–and it will have more cheesecake of that very inappropriate teacher. (Not like I’m fourteen, after all….)

Update 6/5/06: Once more, with feeling.