Huzzah for the new bully pulpit

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bully meaning good

bully meaning good

Item one is a screen capture of a six-word curse I posted on Palo Alto Weekly online in reaction to Pat Burt, who I consider a bully, i.e. borderline violent and near out-of-control, being elected mayor, although it also references Teddy Roosevelt and a book I hope to read by Doris Kearns Goodwin. “Bully” at the time also meant “good”; a bully pulpit was a good place from which to try to shape society, in the case of Teddy, perhaps pushing back against large companies and advancing worker rights.

Item two is from something I shot a couple hours ago at Bell’s Books, a display in the poetry section, a newsclipping I presume found folded into an old book about poet Carl Sandburg giving a lecture or performance with guitar I think in Illinois. He died in 1967.
File under “media” “words” “platos republic” and see also previous about “Deep Turkey, Tomsula and the Turk”.

3. edit to add: i am being ironic or disingenuous or sarcastic in that I am not cheering but raspberrying (but not sandburgering, or am i?) about pat burt being mayor. also, he is not “new” but “old mayor” to be elected, a retread. a regression or back-slide.

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‘Deep Turkey’, Tomsula and The Turk

Although previous posts reference Russia and India, my first thought was “deep Turkey”

The headline in today’s Palo Alto Weekly (online) says “Pat Burt Returns to The Mayor’s Chair” and so far of the 24 posts, two-thirds are upset about this (ok, now its 17 out of 31, closer to half, expressing alarm or cynicsm, regret or anger- Ed). My little one-liner, which believe me, is pulling my punches, is only viewable to logged-in and registered users, which I consider a type of censorship. (That and the fact that, despite posting under my own name, about 20 percent of my comments are deleted from this forum). I first met Pat Burt in 2009, after declaring for the council race and he quickly established the fact that he could care less about my citizen’s engagement or worse considers me a threat. (And if you read this blog, or search above, you can see my coverage of such).

Rather than the two or three other things I was planning to do, think about or write about*, that the Weekly hid my comments sent me on the war-path, for two hours, or until I realized I needed to move my car.

Check back to see if I update or polish this. I also texted last night a link to another post, about Schimid’s chances for mayor: I said I wondered how the “horse-trading” could have been accomplished without violating the Brown Act.

 

Due to violations of our terms of use (link) comments from this poster are only visible to registeredusers. Click here to view comment. Why? (Yes, Bill Johnson, why the fuck do you censor my posts? You should be paying me! In fact, you owe me money on some football coverage of mine you printed, but that’s beside the point).

This is a bit of a meta-comment, but apparently there is no freedom of the press in Turkey, either.
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(I searched “freedom of press” and “turkey” and found a website that gave them a 65 out of 100 scale and said “not considered free speech”, still a bit obscure, but why do we censor it here?)

“Deep Turkey” my previous post, the one that is semi-censored (you have to be logged in to view it) references a well-discussed phenomenon that the country Turkey, in the middle east, has an apparent disconnect between what its policy-makers say and do and what actually happens; the argument is that there is an obscure “deep” element that makes decisons behind the scene; I’ve never been to Turkey but I heard about this on public radio and I tend to believe it. So in comparing the election of Pat Burt to mayor, and the persistence and resilience of a pro-Development ethos despite the supposed rise of “new Residentialism” I am comparing our system to another compromised Democracy, 8,000 miles away.

And I am also saying, in the meta -case that it is debatable what role the Palo Alto Weekly plays in the furtherance of this pro-developer bias. For example, PAW supports Pat Burt and does not support me. Fair enough. But why does the Weekly consistently delete my comments or censor them by making the average reader unable to see them?

And to the exact point, Bill Johnson personally defended his censoring of a post I made in 2014^ challenging Pat Burt’s credentials and or conduct as Council, and his role in what became the topic of the Grand Jury report. He said (in a phone conversation) “I will not print the unsubstantiated claims of his political opponent” even though, as I pointed out, he prints numerous comments on that issue wherein he has not even identified the identity of the poster.

Anyhow good luck to Pat.

Courage.

My first reaction, before I read the posts, above about India (by CL) and Russia, was to say that Pat Burt is like the Jim Tomsula of government, while Greg Schmid is like a Bill Walsh.

There’s also “The Turk” the famous chess-playing automaton. But that does not remind me of Pat in the least zugzwang bit.

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Here is Cheryl’s post:

Soon there will be 4 seats open for city council. I hope the voters in Palo Alto will understand the importance of selecting slow growth candidates to shape the Palo Alto we hope to live in.

Consider Dholera, India. (A new planned city)

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Just like here, (and clearly on a vastly larger scale) the Dholera plans reflect the new urbanism ideology: an effort to create a new environment that is green, livable and business friendly. You should check out this youtube because it’s representative of what very well funded “new urbanism” looks like, on a large scale. This could be the Silicon Valley of the future, and I’m curious whether anyone–besides corporations, developers, and architects– feel enthusiasm for this vision. (You may want to turn off the sound unless you love techno beats.)

And, if it’s not a future you want, it’s important that you pay close attention to what happens this year, and help people get elected who represent the future you’d prefer.

2. and kudos to this anonymous post-er (“Short memory…”) who reminded us that when Karen Holman was elected over Liz Kniss, that the vote was 5-4 for vice mayor with Greg Schmid over Pat Burt:

Last year, the so-called “residentialists” (Karen, Tom, and Eric) supported Burt for vice mayor and forgot about Greg Schmid, who supported them so strongly in the campaign. At the same time last year, Berman, Kniss, Scharff, and Wolbach supported Schmid for Vice Mayor, despite perceived ideological political and differences. (They gave him a chance after his friends stabbed him in the back, but he was an ineffective vice mayor, so now they went with pragmatism.) Now Cheryl and her “residentialist” allies cry foul when people they don’t like do the same thing their friends did just a year ago. Short memories and hypocrisy, or am I missing something?

I remember noticing that and wondering; maybe the pro-developer four merely knew that Schmid would win and switched their votes to cloak their actual ideology — they didn’t support Schmid they were just mocking him or being sly. But despite being occassionally called a residentialist, or giving lip service to some residents’ concern, Burt is consistently pro-developer and really does not care about you and me.  And comparing our situation to something as obscure as Turkey is pulling my punches.

3 or *: I was starting to think about the real estate transactions published each week or so in two or our local “real estate rags”. I am curious to track how many houses are flipped, that is sold shortly after being bought. I noticed that of the four posted in today’s paper (the other one, the one with no name), 3 of 4 were “last sale” since 2010. I am guessing that close to half of sales are by sellers who were buyers within five previous years, which to my mind is flipping. (Or what is the historical baseline). A secondary point, and I have no idea the signficance is that the surnames in these small sample set four cases were: Gu, Lee, Gao and Zhang. (YuanZhang as compared to zugzwang the German word which I translate as “compelled to move” which is chess not home location. Which could yield “Zugzwang w. YuanZhang” as a quickie Plasty post, but I digress.

4. Twelve hours earlier, veteran reporter G. Sheyner had written a preview as if he expected Vice Mayor Schmid to succeed Holman:

Palo Alto will have a new mayor tonight and, if tradition holds, the annual honor will go to a soft-spoken, data-hungry economist with a long record of skepticism and dissent when it comes to new developments.

5. Its a read hearing (and pointless to a point beyond the consonance which it fits to a “T”) but Tomsula was a lousy coach who just happened to be in the right place at the right time to go 5-11 make $14 M and pass on into obscurity; to me this sounds condescending: We all know he is a man of high character, and his contributions on the field and in our community have always been greatly appreciated. This entire organization is proud and grateful to have worked so closely alongside Jimmy. We all wish him and his family great success in the future.” That’s the owner of the Niners on their former head coach, Jim Tomsula. Obscure and soft-padded football analogies pass muster (brad?) with the censors more than obscure and faintly snarky political tropes; I also noted in a discarded copy left at Coupa the Times P1 article on The U.S. (that’s us) our quandary over Iran and Saudi; that would be a more timely comparison to Developers w. Residentialists although I haven’t quite worked out the form. Meanwhile while chatting up Faith Bell (I saw her on tv last night in her tribute to Karen) I remembered that I intended to write something about Lyfe and GM and “smart homes” and Philip K. Dick”: “Do Smarthomes dream of electric sheep?” but have totally not recall. (I’m still processing three layers or tranches of Michael Lewis: the reported and real news, the book, the movie, “The Big Short” or bad loans, bonds of such, and CDOs of such.

6. the nut graph of a post about Pat Burt would be to succintly describe how in 2012 after I posted somewhere a distrust of his account of the Arrillaga Towers 27 University announcement, he got in my face a bit at Printers Ink, which I call “bullying” and in fact as the Grand Jury report notes, indeed Pat Burt met with John Arrillaga in secret six months prior, so there was indeed something funny about his “we’re taking the lead here” bit. And I doubt I am the only person who thinks of Pat Burt as a bully. Gives new meaning to the term “bully pulpit”. I should post that. {Edit to add, the next day: The GJR does not to my memory list which council members met with John Arrillaga or his staff secretly, only that enough of these meetings went on that it comprised a “serial meeting” and therefore was contrary to policy and the Brown Act — the number may have been as few as 4 and not as many as 9, although I also don’t recall any council members saying he or she did not meet with Arrillaga. So I should re-check the record or maybe ask Burt if he met with A. But he was certainly defensive about this, and I say, bullying. MW}{{Ok, GS of the PAW in 11/12 said that groups of two or three council members twice met with Arrillaga on the project, and said YY and LK did not — recusing — while KH and Schmid definitely did, but it does not say Pat did or did not, only that he went on record saying that the public benefit was worth at least “$100 million” so he probably did. Or do tell}}

7. Greg Schmid is by far the most respected person on that dias. Not sure what to make of the outcome. Hard to see how the horse trading was done within Brown Act. Ok, now I’m confused. I wrote that sentence on GS’s article last night, while watching the Warriors game and not the council meeting (but people texted me so I had my handheld out). But when I got to add another comment (” Huzzah for the new bully pulpit”) I am semi-censored again. Is the difference they censor from my computer and not from my handheld? Bizarre.

8 or “pointy thingy” or ^  which reminds that when the Weekly wrote about Berman announcing his run for Assembly, the Weekly deleted three separate comments I made, and I don’t think I backed those up. (I often copy my comments to my desktop; in this case I don’t recall quite what I said, unless I pointed out how favorable the Weekly was to the point of an imbalance when Berman ran for Council, a race I was also in). (actually, this paragraph has since been deleted from the weekly, about Bill Johnson’s weak and dubious rationalization of censoring my comments, at the time).

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‘Ch-changes’ v. ch-ching

I posted a couple hours earlier today –oh, by the way, Happy New Year 2016 to all you loyal Plastic Altoids — to a wordpress blog, a post from a couple years ago, about Bowie Bonds, the asset-backed security from 1997 or so that raised $55 m for either David Bowie, his manager, a guy named David Pullman or Prudential that served as an advance on his next record deal or basically just a plug for the Wall Street way (which a short time later, gave us “Too Big to Fail” which was the loss of 500 Billion also known as half a Trillion{I think I mean 5 Trillion -ed}). The blog was by a big Bowie fan who also is a former Wall Street guy (compared to me, a former small time music manager, who is medium cool into Bowie, and have no even indirect connection to Bowie — I dated a girl once, who recognized him in a cameo in an obscure British flick, was it “Brimstone and Treacle”?.
I was reading Michael Lewis “The Big Short” on at the very bottom of page 98 (of 290) it said “asset-backed” and that sent me sussing about ol’ David. And then posting on this guy’s blog. And now I’m at page 128 i.e. 30 pages later — and this is basically all I accomplished today, beyond fetching Chinese food for lunch and then, with Terry, making a great pasta with meat sauce dinner — all of a sudden I am worried that my ideas are so ludicrous that they were de-posted. Then the headline came to me so why not post here?!

Posted in “filthy lucre”. Tagged “bowie bonds” “michael lewis” “the big short” “david bowie”

The thing that came to mind but I did not say is that around the time of Bowie Bonds the music industry had made a sea change, more subtle than what people always say about Napster crushing the major labels: around 1999 the major labels made more money on publishing than on record sales; prices soared and stayed high for things like licensing a classic song or a performance by a classic act to television and movies; they made more money and still do on their catalog than new artists. They have not completely abandanoned new artists, it’s just less of the business model. And the major labels still sell about 80 percent of the biz (which was the variable I always tracked, or rooted against; I am indie).

I checked and other people did speculate and usually dismiss that there is some connection between Bowie Bonds and Too Big to Fail. Not much of a connection,it just made me think. And yes the blogger who is or was a wall st guy writes about music better than I understand the market.

The blog is called “Pushing Ahead of the Dame” by Chris O’Leary I think (the reference eludes me) and here is what I wrote:

I found my way to this because “securitization” is mentioned on page 98 of Michael Lewis “The Big Short”. Is the performance of the underlying asset that important to the ” bond”?
Arguably this is like Bowie accepting $55m to stump for Wall Street period.
I wish I could have shorted the ability of Bowie to sell $55m in records over the last decade.
His touring should have been independent of his publishing and unit sales so the deal would not be contingent on his playing so many shows.

edit to add: there’s also a news to me act called Chairlift with a song “ch-ching”

and 1: Liza Jane, accordng to O’Leary book, the first song put out by Bowie, but also perhaps a cover, by dale hawkings but not either the Nina Simone or Vince Gill thingies. Wranglers?

 

edit to add, Monday, Jan. 11- the blogger Wedge (craig m) sends word that Bowie has succumbed to cancer.

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Washington Huskies’ ‘Statue of Lenin’ play in Dallas Bowl

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Browning to Gaskin for first down gain

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On their first touchdown drive in the Dallas Bowl Saturday, Washington Huskies football executed a version of the famous “Statue of Liberty” play, but with the quarterback faking pass and handing off to runner behind his back. Could coach Peterson and crew be influenced by the Ballard Seattle statue of Lenin, the communist leader??

 

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Wobbly twang,fuzztone bark and or molten gnarl or growl

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Garchik band ye olde as described or their sounds rather by chinen of the Sunday Times

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I shit you not (Shinola plug, redux)

William Eggleston: UNTITLED (MEMPHIS), 1970,

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Clay wheels

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This Muhammed Ali or Cassius Clay bike is about $2,000 and the sweatshirt is cool and esoteric but a bit pricey at $139

Palo Alto has a new bike shop, Shinola on Hamilton 261, although new is a relative term since the whole concept is retro. Sky the bike guru (who came to the company four years ago, she says, after ten years at Bianchi) says the Muhammed Ali bike references the fact that young Cassius Clay before shocking the world with a Gold Medal in Heavyweight Boxing at the 1960 Rome Olympics, and picking up as management the 10 most powerful men in Louisville including the CEO of Brown-Forman the distiller, learned to fight after someone stole his Schwinn and he wanted to open up in revenge the proverbial can of whup ass (I’m paraphrasing, yo).

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Meanwhile, my header alludes to a classic (meaning 1990s) punk skate band out of San Jo and the 408, Clay Wheels, started by RS2 and Kal Gettle. (Duh, clay wheels is itself a retro term, about skateboarding before Steve Cabellero and Tony Hawk and plastic alto wheels, which is where, here in a random parenthetical, random and rambling, digression from an obscure crossover non Hardaway variety, that Roxy Rapp the landlord and insert name of Darth Vader’s boss in first star wars movie of local politics, in his other new building, just around the corner, or sneaking thru the alley like Sally, past the old fern bar, is B8ta, who makes ordinary devices with gratuitous computers and actually tipped Plastic Alto to this whole farragut of a retail riff, in that the retail reporter of the Washington Post covered their, and not Shinola’s grand opening or soft as it were, and Brand Chron reprinted it, I got in analog tree-shredding format or media just yesterday, literally, and not 1990s like — it’s pronounced “beta” like the Greek letter “B” meaning slang Silicon Valley style “test” or “in progress’ — and their blog is called “I0ta” with a grautitous mix of numbers and type, they have a bike, too).

 

Shinola for a limited time has a Soda, which was the name of the post-Steve Cabellor band, that played Cubberley, in 1997 on tour with post-Grilled Cheese Records (i.e. before major label MCA) Blink 182 (and to complete the square, it was billed as Earthwise Rock ‘N’ Bike, for Earthday and we gave away ok the previous year a SoftRide), swag, you can drink one.

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actually before I met her and she said she didn’t want to be in the picure Sky is the red head here, and says that Shinola will partner with Jack White label on product line music

Sky from Shinola says she owns 29 bikes and also, once she figured out that I was not hip enough to be teaching her a new handshake, yes she has seen the giant Joe Louis fist in Detroit built by Robert Graham (the one married formerly to Angelica, not the cool shirt guy) — I have only seen it in Eminem Super Bowl Chryseler I think commercial and maquettte at Stanford Cantor. Somebody even more random should link the Shinola bikes (they also make watches) to the Bruce Beasley rings temp art at nearby City Hall (which sends me to Eaggleston I think it is photo b8tabikeof bike in Memphis, which is were Marc Cohn in previous posts ascends towards goy Heaven).

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Marissa Mayer is too legit 2 quit

I did read thru the 90 page Spring Owl report on Yahoo and am not a shareholder (although I do have 50,000 messages saved in their mail if that is skin in the game) and think she should stay the course.

I thought she did a pretty good job in the Ed Lee video.

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Bird Dog meat loaf

I don’t know if they have meat loaf at Bird Dog in Palo Alto.

Michael Fracasso, who cruised the Mexican market on Menalto with me, said it reminds him of an old Everly Brothers song about dudes who would steal your chick.

Try the veal. I’m actually — and this is partially a run-on or run-off of my Marc Cohn epic or lyrical essay — trying to get a a riff on retail in Palo Alto and Shinola and B8ta.

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Marc Cohn to headline JCC Palo Alto benefit event in February

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Marc Cohn, whose “Walking In Memphis” from 1992 is twenty years later still a staple at KFOG and other adult contemporary stations, headlines a benefit event at and for the Oshman Jewish Community Center, Saturday, Feb. 6, 2016. Tickets are a pricey $275, although there are also sponsorships levels (and presumably special seating) for $2,500 and up. The event is announced (via a card in the mail that clarifies that this is the same Marc Cohn six feet over Beale) with corporate sponsors such as Coupon

 

For comparison sake, jazz guitarist John Pizzareli played last month at the same venue for $40 to $55.

 

See also, Foreigner recently at Menlo Circus Club, which raised $375K for El Camino Hospital in May.

If you just happen to be a Marc Cohn fan and don’t have $275 you can see him at Livermore Bankhead theatre for $59 a few weeks prior.

 

2. (the next day) I am sort of tripping on this. From Steve Knopper in the Chicago Tribune, 2011:
The album Cohn put out two years after the shooting, “Join the Parade,” is one of his best, with poignant references to a devastated New Orleans — “Dance Back from the Grave” — mixed with nostalgic remembrances of inspirational musicians — “Listening to Levon,” named for the Band’s Levon Helm, and “The Calling (Ghost of Charlie Christian).” A phone discussion of Cohn’s voice leads to a recollection of one of his most memorable lines, from his 1991 radio breakthrough “Walking In Memphis.” The lyrics deal with a Jewish gospel-music-lover meeting a devout pianist who asks him, “Are you a Christian child?”; the singer responds, dramatically, “Ma’am, I am tonight.”

“It’s 100 percent autobiographical,” says Cohn, who is Jewish. “The moment I wrote it, I had no idea I was writing a hit, but I knew I was writing something that deeply defined so many facets of me — my conflicting feelings about religion, about my own state, my humor about it, my acceptance about everybody in terms of what they believe. … It’s not a religious thing for me, it’s just deeply moving. And I guess that’s all in that line.

“It’s so funny — people often think that I’m Christian or born-again, from not only that song, but others,” he says. “In a way, I like that. There’s nothing clear about what I’m writing, in terms of spirituality. But to me, that line could have only been written by a Jew. It’s such a Jewish line, and I love that.”

3. I didn’t realize, until reading the fairly extensive wikipedia entry on “walking in memphis” that there is a Cher version (plus Lonestar, whose country version went as high on those charts as the original went on the mainstream charts, Top 10).  Frankly, I only watched half of this, two minutes, but it made me think about Jim Jarmusch “Mystery Train”(and then as  I write that Greil Marcus) as the song itself.

 

To the extent it has “borrowed interest” and name-checks Al Green, Elvis, W.C Handy, it reminds me of Mary Lou Lord “His Indie World” which namechecks Superchunk and Huggy Bear.

It says he took a treck to Mississippi to visit Murial Wilkins (which reminds me of Malcolm Welbourne pka Papa Mali telling me about going up to North Mississippi to visit Jessie Mae Hemphill. Also, I’m thinking of my own brief experience managing  Roy Tyler and New Directions a leaving member of Gospel Hummingbirds and are respective embodiments of ethnic or cultural cliches (me, in a borrowed Lexus, taking him to be interviewed at KFJC, which also in Plastic Alto, calls to mind Tom Friedman, which I’ve never read).

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The opening scene of Jim Jarmusch “Mystery Train” to me is more interesting than Marc Cohn’s 1991 hit — I distinctly remember the other-worldliness of sitting in the dark, in my indie world, 1991 a rainy Sunday matinee in San Francisco with Carrie Moulton. “far from yokohama” which

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jumpcuts to this spring (and we rode-tripped, Terry my Terry and I, in our Honda, to install art at the Wing Luke, a Jew in a town named for an Indian Chief channelling Philipino consciousness into a Chinese museum, but what I’m getting to is Mama’s Mexican Kitchen, in Belltown, Second Avenue, and it’s Elvis Room.

5. And also, I saw, for comparison sake, David Krakauer the worlds leading klezmer musician at First Methodist Christian Church in Palo Alto on Shabbat and recently Chris Isaak featuring Hershel Yatovitz, who told me of his sojourn in Memphis and Sun Studios (with Cowboy Jack Clement)

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Mark with a K not C Weiss not Cohen or Cohn, in the Elvis Room by John Liddicoat

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