@revenant: The play time 3m 8 s, is exactly the length of the version iTunes sells which I own, I don't have this song on vinyl to check whether it has been speeded up.
chick, I was reading one of Bangs' columns which somehow made it online. It contained a lunatic rant about how wonderful and peaceful the world would be if everyone were speed freaks like him and Lou Reed. I'm still not sure if this was a joke or not.
WTF? You can use that name as a tag all over, like Sixty Grit uses Vagisil, but if I just mention it in passing, then all the demons of Hell are summoned to feast on my naughty bits and demand an apology before lopping of the dessert course. It's discrimination or something running rampant in the underworld.
The play time 3m 8 s, is exactly the length of the version iTunes sells which I own, I don't have this song on vinyl to check whether it has been speeded up.
Yeah, I can't put my finger on it but it just sounds a little off to me.
I believe they were a Si Valley garage band. Did you spend your formative years there? I thought your dad was a printer?
Yes. The family finally settled down in about 1960 (I think)in the SJ area. Actually, south of SJ. Mom was sick of moving all the time and felt that we kids needed to go to the same school for a while instead of 3 to 5 schools each year.
Mom and Dad both worked at the Mercury News for many many years. So my formative years of being in one place (except for going to Mexico every summer) were in the Bay Area. I don't recognize the place anymore. Went on a nostalgia trip to try to find the old house and neighborhood and got completely lost. The only thing that was recognizable was the Mirassou Winery which was near our home.
The Bay Area was a really neat place to be a sub-teen and teen. Met a LOT of very interesting people and did a lot of very interesting (and in retrospect dangerous) things. Jorma Kaukonen was one of my early guitar teachers for a brief moment in time. Imagine my surprise when I saw him with Jefferson Airplane in a concert in SF. I knew him as Jerry. Rolf Cahn taught me classical and flamenco guitar at the same time. 62 or 63 I believe.
This would be the place where one of those frequently delivered LMAOs would fit, except the Whole Thing is such a mess there's little to no room for humor or genuine appreciation, other than reflect on the words of an aptly delivered song.
Oh, one more thought. Don't threaten to kill yourself again, Spinelli. That was so weird and I really did worry about your sanity. All because Meade kept deleting you, how normal was that? Not very. Too bad I gave you sympathy back then.
It was even creepier to have Spinelli stalk me. It was his choice, he did it out of spite. I contacted his wife out of concern for my safety. Better I plead with her to reason with her husband than to start proceedings against him, or contact the authorities.
To THINK I invited this clearly troubled man and his poor wife to my daughter's wedding in Madison. Truly scary, and it sends a shudder through me ask we speak. He can ignore me as he tells you folks to, but he is the first one to address me or bring me into a confrontation with him. That is not normal, it displays some strange fixation he seems to have. He needs to stop. He creeps me out and some of you folks make excuses for him, instead of telling him to back off. That is why this place seems so Disfunctional to me. You ignore bullying and you seem to enjoy the drama and perpetuate it. If you truly want to ignore me, do it and fucking quit talking about.
Add immature to the list, as in "Not Adult Behavior", fitting the Uh-oh, little girl, psychotic reaction theme, and the "eight year old" (mentioned earlier) tata-bwahahah silliness presented here.
For anyone with intact reasoning to consider someone who does such a thing to be a credible and courageous example of a liberal woman is laughable indeed.
Spinelli, here's the deal. You leave me the fuck alone. So I don't have to contact the authorities, or start proceedings. I know you and your wife are not wealthy and it would not be a pleasant experience, going through a legal wrangle, why don't you just stop as I've asked you so many times now? I am aware of what you have been up to with your snooping and if the good folks here were privy to what I know you've been doing, they might see you in a bit of a different light.
Interestingly enough, this marks the third blog that I know of where the commenter AllieOop/Inga has shown up to foment trouble by launching accusations of stalking and threats of legal action.
In an April 4, 2013 post at Althouse, this piece of advice was delivered by someone who apparently presumed that commenter to be a somewhat reasonable person who might be able to listen and take direction:
Most people have personal information freely available on the internet. They protect themselves by not connecting themselves to that information on public forums. I gather that Inga has freely posted personal information under her real identity while debating on this and/or other public forums. She has no reasonable expectation that the information would not be referenced when she is again debating in that or another public forum.
Inga is making threats of legal action in order to silence someone. If her 'many lawyers' that Inga alluded to a few days ago really exist and are exercising due diligence they know there is no legal basis for libel, harassment, or stalking accusations and have so advised her. If they exist and have not so advised her then they are either incompetent or are encouraging her to pursue a frivolous lawsuit. If they do not exist or she has not consulted with them, then Inga is at best making a false assumption that there is legal justification for her threats and at worst making unfounded threats.
It is Inga that is at risk here. She appears to be making arbitrary and capricious threats of legal action in order to restrict someones right to free speech. If she actually intends to take legal action it will almost certainly be considered frivolous and could leave her liable for court costs and any costs her target incurs in defending himself.
My free advice to Inga is to cease making threats of legal action until you actually consult a competent attorney (who will undoubtedly advise you to cease permanently). If you are uncomfortable with personal information that you publicly post being referenced then you should stop posting personal information. If possible contact the administrators of whatever public forums you have posted personal information under your real identity in the past and ask that it be removed.
To summarize, no one needs Inga's permission to quote or reference information she freely published in an open public forum.
MamaM, you my dear are the cause of many many problems on the Trooper Blog. I received a few private emails about and who you are and what you are about, surprise! I suggest you butt out. You do not know the half of it, yet stick your big nose in my business.
So Inga, the Courageous and Credible Example of a Liberal Woman turns to say: MamaM, you my dear are the cause of many many problems on the Trooper Blog. I received a few private emails about and who you are and what you are about, surprise! I suggest you butt out. You do not know the half of it, yet stick your big nose in my business.
Which causes even more of the ol' LMAO to appear in the caption overhead, turning the Whole Shoot Down the Drainage Ditch in an Almost Out of Control Kayak, into a Thriller and a Comedy! With Shrieks to accompany the Howls for this new Fall Thriller in the Season of the Witch!
Leaving the big question unanswered but hanging like haunting mist in the October air: Which Witch is Which???
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin, An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin; An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there, She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care! An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide, They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side, An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about! An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
Ahh..The Person Presuming Themselves In Charge of The Stick in The Control Drama, ramps up The Intimidation Factor:
Spinelli, here's the deal. You leave me the fuck alone. So I don't have to contact the authorities, or start proceedings. I know you and your wife are not wealthy and it would not be a pleasant experience, going through a legal wrangle, why don't you just stop as I've asked you so many times now? I am aware of what you have been up to with your snooping and if the good folks here were privy to what I know you've been doing, they might see you in a bit of a different light.
Which leaves the other Big Question slip-sliding along the drainage ditch like a snake with his eye on the poor quaking groundhog:
As I watched Keith Olbermann doing the baseball pregame I chuckled @ how ironic it is. Olbermann started @ ESPN. He went to Fox, CNN, MSNBC, NBC, Current, and @ every stop he alienated his colleagues and superiors. He's now working for TBS. Roger Ailes is the guy who hired this guy when he was thrown out of ESPN. Like all his venues, Olbermann imploded. When Ailes was asked about Olbermann years after firing him Ailes just looked @ the reporter and said, "He is crazy, you know."
I've come to that conclusion now too. And the thing about crazy people is that they will not be ignored, even while demanding you ignore them. I think it's a side effect of the batshit.
I can't imagine going to a bar where I hate all the people there, and they don't like me either. Who the hell does that, and what kind of sickness is it?
I guess if you produce that dynamic everywhere you go, it might seem to you that that's just how the world is everywhere, so you never imagine it might be you.
A delusion is a fixed, false, idea or belief that is out of keeping with the person's educational, cultural, and social background. It is held with extraordinary conviction and subjective certainty, often despite contradictory evidence...Persecutory delusions are the most common; the individual believes that he or she is being stolen from, spied on, followed, poisoned, harassed, prevented from attaining a goal, or unfairly treated.
Unfortunately, this kind of behavior, whether it applies or not, isn't funny and stops being an amusing joke or bar story when a virtual stranger has the temerity and wherewithal to call another commenter's employer, email a warning letter to someone's spouse and threaten livelihood over perceived injustices that have no grounds in reality.
My son is an archaeologist, whaddaya think about that? He wears archaeologist shoes; he wears an archaeologist hat. And every Sunday evening he reads the Archaeologist News.
You cannot see anything anyway unless your spaceship is fitted with Visiflue, a spaceship option that allows the view blocked by the fireplace flue with additional wide-angle view from the fireplace. But that is hardly ever a useful option to carry as all spaceships are already fitted with Windowview people finder, or Wallpeeper People Viewer, both far more useful observational devices.
Besides, tinfoil penetrators are standard equipment on all Spaceships even compact models, and the tracking devices these days have 100% accuracy record.
These are the invaders, the tiny beings from another planet in the blogosphere, who would take the giant click across the ether to the question marks that sparkle and beckon from the vastness of the blogosphere only to be imagined. The invaders, who found out that a one-way ticket to Lem's beyond has the ultimate price tag. And we have just seen it entered in a ledger that covers all the transactions of the blogosphere, a bill stamped 'paid in full,' and to be found, online, in the Inga Zone.
“This highway leads to the shadowy tip of reality: you're on a through route to the land of the different, the bizarre, the unexplainable...Go as far as you like on this road. Its limits are only those of mind itself. Ladies and Gentlemen, you're entering the wondrous dimension of imagination. . .
The thing about having a relative who is an attorney is this: everyone has an attorney in the family. And none offer free services because the firm demands payment for every second an attorney works.
Heck, I've got a sister-in-law who is an ADA, my two closest neighbors are attorneys, some guys I ride with are attorneys, even my attorney is an attorney, and he's a junkyard dog litigator who will happily screw with people, as long as he's paid to do it.
So when someone tells me "I've talked to my so-and-so the attorney about you" my reaction is the laugh.
Point your BB gun at me and I'll aim a howitzer at you.
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Wouldn't the object be Really? Who names their daughter Really?
Who wouldn't love this song?
This sounds different from the version I own. Speeded up slightly, I think.
Awesome. I remember dancing madly to that song in my high school days. I think that this band was from my home area in those days too.
Waybac machine.
Bueno, chick. Who knew this song was so prescient.
"You'll meet them all again on their long journey to the middle." Lester Bangs
@DBQ: I believe they were a Si Valley garage band. Did you spend your formative years there? I thought your dad was a printer?
@revenant: The play time 3m 8 s, is exactly the length of the version iTunes sells which I own, I don't have this song on vinyl to check whether it has been speeded up.
I'm too young to have heard this on the radio. Sounds like mid-period Yardbirds. It's OK. Nothing to have an aneurism over.
Bangs died in New York City on April 30, 1982, of an accidental overdose of Darvon, Valium, and NyQuil.
David Carradine accidentally strangled himself.
chick, I was reading one of Bangs' columns which somehow made it online. It contained a lunatic rant about how wonderful and peaceful the world would be if everyone were speed freaks like him and Lou Reed. I'm still not sure if this was a joke or not.
@Mitch, I wonder what Bangs thought of Lemmy from Motorhead?
WTF? You can use that name as a tag all over, like Sixty Grit uses Vagisil, but if I just mention it in passing, then all the demons of Hell are summoned to feast on my naughty bits and demand an apology before lopping of the dessert course. It's discrimination or something running rampant in the underworld.
The play time 3m 8 s, is exactly the length of the version iTunes sells which I own, I don't have this song on vinyl to check whether it has been speeded up.
Yeah, I can't put my finger on it but it just sounds a little off to me.
Maybe its my speakers.
I believe they were a Si Valley garage band. Did you spend your formative years there? I thought your dad was a printer?
Yes. The family finally settled down in about 1960 (I think)in the SJ area. Actually, south of SJ. Mom was sick of moving all the time and felt that we kids needed to go to the same school for a while instead of 3 to 5 schools each year.
Mom and Dad both worked at the Mercury News for many many years. So my formative years of being in one place (except for going to Mexico every summer) were in the Bay Area. I don't recognize the place anymore. Went on a nostalgia trip to try to find the old house and neighborhood and got completely lost. The only thing that was recognizable was the Mirassou Winery which was near our home.
The Bay Area was a really neat place to be a sub-teen and teen. Met a LOT of very interesting people and did a lot of very interesting (and in retrospect dangerous) things. Jorma Kaukonen was one of my early guitar teachers for a brief moment in time. Imagine my surprise when I saw him with Jefferson Airplane in a concert in SF. I knew him as Jerry. Rolf Cahn taught me classical and flamenco guitar at the same time. 62 or 63 I believe.
Related grammatical note: Joy Bang is a compound noun that demands a past unreal conditional verb.
Uh-oh, little girl, psychotic reaction
This would be the place where one of those frequently delivered LMAOs would fit, except the Whole Thing is such a mess there's little to no room for humor or genuine appreciation, other than reflect on the words of an aptly delivered song.
I love this song, so you're safe. :)
It makes me have a better appreciation of Sixty Grit.... as compared to who know who.
Great job, everyone. Ignore, ignore, ignore. That should be our collective mantra.
Now I will LMAO. Ignore me when I'm tagged on a blog post? Talk about psychotic reaction, what a dope you are Spinelli!
Gee, Chickie, you ignored me soooooo well! I feel sooooo ignored, bwhahahaha!
I like the way you ignore me, especially if it's accompanied by good music.
Oh, one more thought. Don't threaten to kill yourself again, Spinelli. That was so weird and I really did worry about your sanity. All because Meade kept deleting you, how normal was that? Not very. Too bad I gave you sympathy back then.
Tata..... For now.
I don't do ignore well, Inga. But that was creepy writing to spinelli's wife.
It was even creepier to have Spinelli stalk me. It was his choice, he did it out of spite. I contacted his wife out of concern for my safety. Better I plead with her to reason with her husband than to start proceedings against him, or contact the authorities.
To THINK I invited this clearly troubled man and his poor wife to my daughter's wedding in Madison. Truly scary, and it sends a shudder through me ask we speak. He can ignore me as he tells you folks to, but he is the first one to address me or bring me into a confrontation with him. That is not normal, it displays some strange fixation he seems to have. He needs to stop. He creeps me out and some of you folks make excuses for him, instead of telling him to back off. That is why this place seems so Disfunctional to me. You ignore bullying and you seem to enjoy the drama and perpetuate it. If you truly want to ignore me, do it and fucking quit talking about.
But that was creepy writing to spinelli's wife.
Add immature to the list, as in "Not Adult Behavior", fitting the Uh-oh, little girl, psychotic reaction theme, and the "eight year old" (mentioned earlier) tata-bwahahah silliness presented here.
For anyone with intact reasoning to consider someone who does such a thing to be a credible and courageous example of a liberal woman is laughable indeed.
Spinelli, here's the deal. You leave me the fuck alone. So I don't have to contact the authorities, or start proceedings. I know you and your wife are not wealthy and it would not be a pleasant experience, going through a legal wrangle, why don't you just stop as I've asked you so many times now? I am aware of what you have been up to with your snooping and if the good folks here were privy to what I know you've been doing, they might see you in a bit of a different light.
Interestingly enough, this marks the third blog that I know of where the commenter AllieOop/Inga has shown up to foment trouble by launching accusations of stalking and threats of legal action.
In an April 4, 2013 post at Althouse, this piece of advice was delivered by someone who apparently presumed that commenter to be a somewhat reasonable person who might be able to listen and take direction:
Most people have personal information freely available on the internet. They protect themselves by not connecting themselves to that information on public forums. I gather that Inga has freely posted personal information under her real identity while debating on this and/or other public forums. She has no reasonable expectation that the information would not be referenced when she is again debating in that or another public forum.
Inga is making threats of legal action in order to silence someone. If her 'many lawyers' that Inga alluded to a few days ago really exist and are exercising due diligence they know there is no legal basis for libel, harassment, or stalking accusations and have so advised her. If they exist and have not so advised her then they are either incompetent or are encouraging her to pursue a frivolous lawsuit. If they do not exist or she has not consulted with them, then Inga is at best making a false assumption that there is legal justification for her threats and at worst making unfounded threats.
It is Inga that is at risk here. She appears to be making arbitrary and capricious threats of legal action in order to restrict someones right to free speech. If she actually intends to take legal action it will almost certainly be considered frivolous and could leave her liable for court costs and any costs her target incurs in defending himself.
My free advice to Inga is to cease making threats of legal action until you actually consult a competent attorney (who will undoubtedly advise you to cease permanently). If you are uncomfortable with personal information that you publicly post being referenced then you should stop posting personal information. If possible contact the administrators of whatever public forums you have posted personal information under your real identity in the past and ask that it be removed.
To summarize, no one needs Inga's permission to quote or reference information she freely published in an open public forum.
MamaM, you my dear are the cause of many many problems on the Trooper Blog. I received a few private emails about and who you are and what you are about, surprise! I suggest you butt out. You do not know the half of it, yet stick your big nose in my business.
So many different personalities she could have a foursome without leaving home.
So Inga, the Courageous and Credible Example of a Liberal Woman turns to say:
MamaM, you my dear are the cause of many many problems on the Trooper Blog. I received a few private emails about and who you are and what you are about, surprise! I suggest you butt out. You do not know the half of it, yet stick your big nose in my business.
Which causes even more of the ol' LMAO to appear in the caption overhead, turning the Whole Shoot Down the Drainage Ditch in an Almost Out of Control Kayak, into a Thriller and a Comedy! With Shrieks to accompany the Howls for this new Fall Thriller in the Season of the Witch!
Leaving the big question unanswered but hanging like haunting mist in the October air: Which Witch is Which???
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;
An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you
Ef you
Don't
Watch
Out!
Ahh..The Person Presuming Themselves In Charge of The Stick in The Control Drama, ramps up The Intimidation Factor:
Spinelli, here's the deal. You leave me the fuck alone. So I don't have to contact the authorities, or start proceedings. I know you and your wife are not wealthy and it would not be a pleasant experience, going through a legal wrangle, why don't you just stop as I've asked you so many times now? I am aware of what you have been up to with your snooping and if the good folks here were privy to what I know you've been doing, they might see you in a bit of a different light.
Which leaves the other Big Question slip-sliding along the drainage ditch like a snake with his eye on the poor quaking groundhog:
"Is she really that brittle?"
As I watched Keith Olbermann doing the baseball pregame I chuckled @ how ironic it is. Olbermann started @ ESPN. He went to Fox, CNN, MSNBC, NBC, Current, and @ every stop he alienated his colleagues and superiors. He's now working for TBS. Roger Ailes is the guy who hired this guy when he was thrown out of ESPN. Like all his venues, Olbermann imploded. When Ailes was asked about Olbermann years after firing him Ailes just looked @ the reporter and said, "He is crazy, you know."
""He is crazy, you know."
I've come to that conclusion now too. And the thing about crazy people is that they will not be ignored, even while demanding you ignore them. I think it's a side effect of the batshit.
I can't imagine going to a bar where I hate all the people there, and they don't like me either. Who the hell does that, and what kind of sickness is it?
I guess if you produce that dynamic everywhere you go, it might seem to you that that's just how the world is everywhere, so you never imagine it might be you.
A delusion is a fixed, false, idea or belief that is out of keeping with the person's educational, cultural, and social background. It is held with extraordinary conviction and subjective certainty, often despite contradictory evidence...Persecutory delusions are the most common; the individual believes that he or she is being stolen from, spied on, followed, poisoned, harassed, prevented from attaining a goal, or unfairly treated.
Unfortunately, this kind of behavior, whether it applies or not, isn't funny and stops being an amusing joke or bar story when a virtual stranger has the temerity and wherewithal to call another commenter's employer, email a warning letter to someone's spouse and threaten livelihood over perceived injustices that have no grounds in reality.
bags, Negative attention is attention, doesn't matter if it's positive or negative.
Didn't someone like that just get gunned down by Capital Police?
Stop talking about me.
I'm warning you, Spinelli, stop talking about me.
My son is an archaeologist, whaddaya think about that? He wears archaeologist shoes; he wears an archaeologist hat. And every Sunday evening he reads the Archaeologist News.
I've talked with him about you.
He says you're old. He's an archeologist; he knows these things.
I know you've been flying your spaceship over my house and looking down my chimney.
Inga seems to think that Spinneli was using his mad private eye skillz to check up on her.
Spinelli looked up her chimney? I thought Haz said he he looked down chimneys.
There's a huge difference you know.
Does she have a chimney?
Everyone in Wisconsin has a chimney (it's cold there).
What you're asking is whether she has a fireplace.
Also known as a hearth.
You're all looking down my chimney from your spaceships.
My daughter is a pirate. She says yaaargh in trubble.
You cannot see anything anyway unless your spaceship is fitted with Visiflue, a spaceship option that allows the view blocked by the fireplace flue with additional wide-angle view from the fireplace. But that is hardly ever a useful option to carry as all spaceships are already fitted with Windowview people finder, or Wallpeeper People Viewer, both far more useful observational devices.
Besides, tinfoil penetrators are standard equipment on all Spaceships even compact models, and the tracking devices these days have 100% accuracy record.
Rod Serling voice:
These are the invaders, the tiny beings from another planet in the blogosphere, who would take the giant click across the ether to the question marks that sparkle and beckon from the vastness of the blogosphere only to be imagined. The invaders, who found out that a one-way ticket to Lem's beyond has the ultimate price tag. And we have just seen it entered in a ledger that covers all the transactions of the blogosphere, a bill stamped 'paid in full,' and to be found, online, in the Inga Zone.
Ol' Rod knew:
“This highway leads to the shadowy tip of reality: you're on a through route to the land of the different, the bizarre, the unexplainable...Go as far as you like on this road. Its limits are only those of mind itself. Ladies and Gentlemen, you're entering the wondrous dimension of imagination. . .
The thing about having a relative who is an attorney is this: everyone has an attorney in the family. And none offer free services because the firm demands payment for every second an attorney works.
Heck, I've got a sister-in-law who is an ADA, my two closest neighbors are attorneys, some guys I ride with are attorneys, even my attorney is an attorney, and he's a junkyard dog litigator who will happily screw with people, as long as he's paid to do it.
So when someone tells me "I've talked to my so-and-so the attorney about you" my reaction is the laugh.
Point your BB gun at me and I'll aim a howitzer at you.
I don't have any attorneys in my family. But, I do have plumbers, electricians, mechanics, etc. MUCH more useful.
Spinelli: You could probably "kickstart" a defense fund.
My daughter is a pirate. She says yaaargh in trubble
That one still makes me laugh. In addition to funds for legal aid, there's a pool of talent waiting in the wings.
My son's an electrician. He can cross your wires AND set you up for a shock!
My daughter is a nanny, she'll put you down for a nap!!!!
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