A little Zizek on your Sunday afternoon.
We all knew it would happen eventually. Last night, New York Times reporter Charlie Savage broke the news that President Obama rejected the opinion of Justice Department lawyers that continuing the air war in Libya without Congressional authorization was a violation of the War Powers Resolution. The President and his close staff (and presumably, the military and CIA) decided that the use of American air assets, logistical capabilities and remote drone attacks to blow away the President of another country didn’t rise to the level of ‘war’, and they said so in a letter to lawmakers and Speaker John Boehner.
I’ve written before about the ways that small LA theater companies face daunting financial hurdles that are being overcome by greater cooperation and asset sharing. I’m very happy to spread the word about another such opportunity. The first step of production is often to seek out a venue. The calculus and footwork involved can be daunting, and with the huge number of venues in the city and the somehow also huge rents to pay (and competition for the 5% of venues that are actually worth the money) a show can […]
The great political discourse between big government liberals and small government conservatives is over. On Friday, the federal government intitated by the adoption of the U.S. Constitution and maintained through two-and-a-half centuries of wars, depressions and revolutions will grind to a halt. By preventing a legal framework for the funding of national programs and institutions from taking shape, the Republican Party will claim ultimate victory over the American public’s greatest enemy: itself.
After what might now be the 2nd best season of Top Chef (Season 6 is the best, sorry ya’ll), former choke artist and current self-depricating genius Richard Blais took the title of best reality TV chef on Bravo. As he was a favorite son of this writer’s TV-watching household, I am very glad that the forces of redemption, braised meats, and network expectations came together to give Blais his day in the sun.
There’s a new show coming from AMC this season called The Killing. It’s about a young girl who had no secrets who turns out to have been caught up with some nasty dudes who probably ended up killing her.
As American cruise missiles clear the way for French and British airplanes to patrol the Libyan desert, famous butthole and non-President of Libya, Muammar Gaddafi, has taken some time to write important letters to the people who want him to disappear. It hasn’t helped, because basically the entire world (minus serial tyrant-lovers Russia, China, Brazil and Germany) has this crazy idea that there’s a popular uprising in his country, plus that he’s trying to stop it by hiring sub-Saharan thugs to shoot crowds of unemployed civilians. Like, what?! Now the French (the French, for god’s sake) are dropping mad bombs trying to keep the flame of self-governance alive long enough for at least one sham election. But did these newfags count on the Colonel’s skills in an all-out flame war?