calley apologized for my lai, but not one of the dead came back to life.

saw food inc. a fine film, though depressing as all hell. i guess most of the good films are.

saw part 1 of the che film. it was quite good. it was similar to battle of algiers, for after a while, i was not conscious of the fact that i was watching a fiction film. the guy who played che was great, and the guy who played fidel was beyond great. i recommend the film, despite it's length. perhaps breaking it into halves is the way to watch it.

for some reason, a quote by c. wright mills is coming to mind. "i have tried to be objective. i do not claim to be detached."

che was an astounding man. moral, disciplined, a part of, and beyond his time.

god, do i hate summer weather.

was watching sportscenter last night, and when manny's face came on the screen, one of the studio guys said "cut the hair." wow. what fascism. the racist, fascist shit comes out in different ways now. these dudes wouldn't talk about someone's skin color, or they would be fired, but they can mock the way a guy chooses to look. but, of course, the way a guy chooses to look says at least as much about him as anything else, and if we get to mock that, what does that say about our culture? it speaks to its fascistic strain, an extreme conservatism that has embedded itself deep into our culture. it is as if the 60's never happened. it is the 50's all over again. conformity is ascendant, and anyone who strays from the dominant modes of dress, speech, etc, will pay with the disdain and insults of the mediocre multitudes. the system is watching, and looking to take down any cultural manifestation that calls into question the dominant structure. something as silly as manny's hair is on the chopping block.

hair today, gone tommorow.

why is there no steroid scandal in football? bodybuilding? pro wrestling? boxing?

more people drank ate at mcdomald's today than ever heard of hank mobley. in fact, more people probably ate at mcdonald's in 10 minutes than ever heard of hank mobley.

pardon my french, but my brain is fried.

till we meat again, some sunny day, i'm david silburger, wishing everyone in turkey, and elsewhere, a happy jew year.