Voter Intimidation

Apparently, that young man that gets such a kick out of politics was an elections official at a Pennsylvania polling place. While there he apparently intimidated a female Democratic poll watcher into keeping silent, successfully challenged a homeless man who attempted to vote but left in frustration, and harangued a woman who asked for information about her ballot.

The future of the Republican Party. Believe it.

Via Jesus’ General

TiVomania

Along with everyone else in TiVo land, I have to discuss whether my fave shows are on the TiVo Top 100 Season Pass List

However, I’ve chosen to edit the list down to just those few items we watch that are on the full list, rather than posting the whole thing and marking my few choices:

Rank Title
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2 CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
9 CSI: Miami
12 CSI: NY
22 Queer Eye for the Straight Guy
25 Enterprise
28 The Simpsons
31 Cold Case
32 Smallville
36 The Daily Show With Jon Stewart
37 Rescue Me
46 Stargate Atlantis
47 Medical Investigation
54 Stargate SG-1
55 The Amazing Race 5
62 JAG
72 NCIS
74 The Wire
77 Mythbusters
90 Reno 911!
95 Navy NCIS (hey, this is a dupe)

I’ve put shows in italics that come in and out of favor, such as The Daily Show, which we don’t watch frequently enough to enter it as a season pass except… seasonally. I used to watch The Wire, but I lost the narrative a long while back, and the violence was disturbing because it rang all too true.

As you can see, we like us some police procedurals and SF, though not any of the Law and Order shows. And of course, we must record TAR and the various Stargate/Startrek shows. I believe David even manages to watch Andromeda, which is so not on this list.

Serenity: Not A Vanity Production

Serenity’s Nathon Fillion does a little press for the upcoming film on Sci Fi Wire:

As for his acting style, Fillion said, “I haven’t made any drastic changes or anything. I have noticed that my nose is a lot bigger on screen. It’s like, there are times when if you could put your arms up, that’s about how wide my nostrils are. I’ve always known I have big nostrils, but now I could park a Buick in them.”

The above quote is a good indicator of why Nathan Fillion is one of the funniest actors in “the industry.” Also one of the least vain.

I’m really, really looking forward to this movie. I think it’s time to watch some of the Firefly DVD’s again.

It’s a pity that Joss Whedon hasn’t updated his movie blog since September, though. There’s something so comfortably chatty about the entries from various people involved in the project.

What’s Next, Rhythm?

Via Clack: Don’t think for one minute that it’ll stop with just abortion. Some pharmacists refuse to dispense birth-control pills on moral grounds. There are legal protections for pharmacists who refuse to dispense birth control, too. They’re supposed to make arrangements for another pharmacist to fill the scrip, but some even refuse to do that. Which makes me wonder if the RTL movement has been quietly working to get a lot of pharmacists into their tent… if you object to birth control on moral grounds, one way to stop it is to cut off the supply at a convenient choke point, right?

Right.

Good thing I got the ol’ shnipperoo.

Let Us Go To The YMCA, World Without End, Amen

Via Salt: a good laugh from The Borowitz Report .com, which report that an openly Episcopal man has joined the Village People. Open schism is possible, although the Construction Guy urged “tolerance and understanding” in a recent statement. Heh.

Look for an Anglican chant version of “YMCA” soon. In the meantime, here is the highway report.

As it happens, we did a bit of Anglican chant today for our main service – it was the celebration of All Saints’ Day, which was last Monday. We did a version of the Beatitudes set to music by Richard Proulx. By coincidence, my friend Jill was in attendance, and she sang in a choir directed by Mr. Proulx for several years, so she was pleased with our choice (I’m pretty sure our performance standard would probably make him wince in pain, but we got through it fairly well).

Magnanimous Defeat

John Perry Barlow’s post election essay helps to put things into perspecitive, post-electionwise: Magnanimous Defeat

Meanwhile, Jesus’ General helpfullly passes along a link to the Theocracy Mentorship Program, which puts US Blue bloggers together with Iranian bloggers to get survival tips for living mostly free under a theocracy.

For those that feel that living in a theocracy is not worth the trouble, Jahiri has some advice.

“The key to self-immolation is location, location, location. I recommend shopping centers or busy open parks. If you intend to go out in flames, make sure people see it.”

As for me, I’ve been irrevocably contaminated, so I’ll check into some of the fine groups listed at the Sanctum of Scorpius (woo! a Farscape fan site with politics too!) and think about how I can contribute now toward the future. So far, Democracy for America looks like a good place to start.

UPDATE: In retrospect, the self-immolation joke just became a bitmore sad than funny.

That Very Scary Word Again

Thanks to Jeff at Clack, I’m now thoroughly creeped out on the subject of this season’s Scary Word, “Dominionism.” I got here via Theocracy Watch.

Epitomizing the Reconstructionist idea of Biblical “warfare” is the centrality of capital punishment under Biblical Law. Doctrinal leaders (notably Rushdoony, North, and Bahnsen) call for the death penalty for a wide range of crimes in addition to such contemporary capital crimes as rape, kidnapping, and murder. Death is also the punishment for apostasy (abandonment of the faith), heresy, blasphemy, witchcraft, astrology, adultery, “sodomy or homosexuality,” incest, striking a parent, incorrigible juvenile delinquency, and, in the case of women, “unchastity before marriage.”

According to Gary North, women who have abortions should be publicly executed, “along with those who advised them to abort their children.” Rushdoony concludes: “God’s government prevails, and His alternatives are clear-cut: either men and nations obey His laws, or God invokes the death penalty against them.” Reconstructionists insist that “the death penalty is the maximum, not necessarily the mandatory penalty.” However, such judgments may depend less on Biblical Principles than on which faction gains power in the theocratic republic. The potential for bloodthirsty episodes on the order of the Salem witchcraft trials or the Spanish Inquisition is inadvertently revealed by Reconstructionist theologian Rev. Ray Sutton, who claims that the Reconstructed Biblical theocracies would be “happy” places, to which people would flock because “capital punishment is one of the best evangelistic tools of a society.”

This article is 10 years old. It reads like the run up to one of any number of bad dystopic SF novels and stories (and one good one, but I’ve mentioned The Handmaid’s Tale before).

If these people ever get into power, I’m dead about 6 different ways, and so’s David. Fortunately, it will either never happen, or it will happen far enough in the future that we’ll be too old and decrepit to bother with (stoning is hard work).

David wonders why I’m so easily freaked out about this stuff, and my only answer is “I grew up as a ‘non-Mo’ in Utah.”

This answer is not usually enough for someone that didn’t also grow up a ‘non-Mo’ in Utah. Let’s just say that I know about being bullied by religious extremists (or at least by their children, who were raised in a culture of intolerance). This is why the current political situation gives me the same sinking ache of fear in the pit of my stomach. When an article on Salon or somewhere compared the recent Triumph of the Rove in the national elections as losing one’s lunch money yet again to the schoolyard bully, I could fully (and ruefully) relate.

Strangely enough, Rove himself also grew up a non-Mo in Utah… and he went to a rival high school. Usually the experience of being socially isolated and no-so-subtly shunned drives a person either into lippy, fuzzy liberalism (me), or straight into the Charch in order to “fit in” (one or two folks dear to me come to mind). Rove took the third road somehow.

One last thing: that quote pretty much ruins the phrase “go to my happy place” for me now.