Liveblogging My Big Fat Greek Wedding

There's a terrible storm coming in over San Francisco and ruining the Chinese New Year Parade. As such, I just walked over to the library and picked up a DVD. So, for today's rainy day, I passively watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding and updated my status messages accordingly.
  • Watching My Big Fat Greek Wedding, like five years later. 3:51 PM
  • Uh oh! The family is having trouble accepting her non-Greek boyfriend! 4:34 PM
  • OMG! Now they're engaged and the parents are furious! 4:38 PM
  • Oh! But now the family is coming around! 4:45 PM
  • ...not sure, but I think everybody has learned a valuable lesson about acceptance. 5:07 PM
  • Aw. So happy. I think I'm going to cry. No, just kidding. What's for dinner? 5:20 PM

 

My liberal bleeding heart beats only for you.

Via Wired.

Apparently in an effort to be hip with today's net culture, the GOP has posted a number of e-Valentines you can send to your friends and loved ones. Watch your back, Blue Mountain.

My favorite? The Obama bleeding-heart one, which I send to you, my blog friends:



Bang-up job on harnessing the netroots, Republicans. Now that my grandparents have AOL, there's no stopping you.

 

On the Democratic primaries

What would you think of a democracy in which the presidency has been held by four people from only two political families for 28 years?

Sounds like a dispatch from a unhealthy third-world democracy. Or the United States in 2016.

The idea of democracy is our representatives are chosen from and by our fellow citizens. We're electing from our peers, and, ideally, we're doing so on the basis of merit.

But look at Congress. Look at our President.

First, if these are the most capable and intelligent members of our citizenry, it speaks rather poorly of the intelligence of the rest of us to the left on the bell curve.

Second, these people don't look a damn thing like America. Kennedy's election was notable because he was Catholic — other than that, every president has been rich, protestant, male, and white. Barack Obama came into the Senate as its only black member, and only the fifth ever (the first two served during Reconstruction), out of, oh, 1,900 or so.

It's a blessing that the two remaining Democratic candidates are either female or black. We're potentially going to heave a brick through the highest of glass ceilings.

I turned 18 shortly before the Democratic Presidential primary of 2000. The party had already coalesced around Gore as the nominee, but I still cast my ballot for Bill Bradley. In Madison in 2004, I gladly voted for Howard Dean (and a few hours later, walked down the street to see him give his last speech before withdrawing from the race).

The Democratic primaries are my chance to throw a rock at the party — pushing a candidate that moves it in the direction I want it to go. With Bradley, it was against Clinton-DLC triangulation, shrewd calculation, and compromise (this was before Gore's self-distancing during the general election). With Dean, it was against a spineless party of me-too hawks.

This time, well, I'm against the Clintons again. There couldn't be a candidate that represents party establishment more than Hillary — it's the other half of the Clinton presidency seeking to run the second half of the Clinton presidency.

I'm supporting Obama.