Bourgeoisie Aren't Threat

1. Thursday night I went to my parent's house, anticipating a birthday party for a very cute three-year-old who calls me uncle the next day, and my brother made me turn on the Patriots' pregame show on ESPN, which featured Ozzy in an oversized Pats jersey grinning from ear to ear, jogging in place and singing "Crazy Train." This came not long after they cut away to show the Rolling Stones marching about like fools on a stage somewhere else. The point of the evening was to show us all that, no matter how much of a threat you might pose to American culture now, you're pretty much guaranteed to either fizzle out or make an ass of yourself if you live another 30 years.

2. Speaking of being a threat, I stepped back into Indymedia for real today, going to a MEETING for the first time in a couple years. It went smoothly and quickly and was one of the best meetings I've attended, I think. It's amazing what happens when you have a small core of people who have their shit together and don't want to deconstruct the entire mission of the organization at every meeting. Look for media workshops, more awesome radio shows, and hopefully a free bi-weekly print edition in the future.