qotd, how else will we learn?

"To understand the corruption of the administration*, Mueller is teaching the nation, you have to understand the corruption of the businesses. And to understand the corruption of the businesses, you have to understand the ability of the man to corrupt everything and everyone he touches.

This, of course, includes the country that elected him. Mueller is teaching an awful lesson, but one that is no less important for the view it gives us of our republic and ourselves."

-- Charles P. Pierce in Esquire.

qotd, what becomes a legend

"The image of Prince up there, a purple hue all over the Dome, was really powerful. Frankly, I’d have admired Justin tremendously if he’d just sat down in the darkness for five minutes and let Prince have the stage all to himself, with no accompaniment, before picking up with perhaps a snippet of a cover and then the closing number. But I think we all know how willing Mr. Pop-and-Lock (tm Lainey) would be to let that happen. THAT would have been a tribute; what Justin diddo was just fancy karaoke that felt less about Prince and more about what he got to do with Prince. Some legends need no live accompaniment."

- Go Fug Yourself on Justin Timberlake’s halftime show.

qotd, it sure would be nice

"The various cracks in our vessel of self heal themselves as if we're endowed with certain formerly latent mutant powers, to be later enhanced by the introduction of adamantium throughout our fragile meat's less abstract framework.

We --

Okay, maybe not the adamantium.

Maybe the adamantium's a bit much to hope for.

But another year's gone by, and our knees are not what they used to be when we were younger and could run like deer, and it sure would be nice."

-- Wayne Alan Brenner, who happens to be a friend of mine.

qotd, pizza cinnamon rolls

"Last night, I made cinnamon rolls. I’m not a huge fan of cinnamon rolls, per se, but this recipe was included in Mario Batali’s sexual misconduct apology letter, and so I feel compelled to make them. Batali is not the first powerful man to request forgiveness for “inappropriate actions” towards his coworkers and employees. He is not the most high profile, and he is ostensibly not even the worst offender. But he is the only one who included a recipe.

And of course, the glaring question is why? Was his PR team drunk? Is life suddenly a really long, depressing SNL sketch? Do these cinnamon rolls somehow destroy the patriarchy? Does the icing advocate for equal pay?

I figure the only way to answer these questions is to make the damn rolls."

-- The Everywhereist. You really should read the whole thing.

qotd, while Trump might kill us all, this, at least, came out of it

"Michael Wolff’s new book Fire and Fury (President Postliterate Bestwords is waiting on either the audio book or for Kellyanne to organize tableaux vivants of the various chapters) is blowing Washington apart today, and the biggest rift is between Trumpism and Bannonism. I’ve written before about the inevitable, tragic dynamic of this brokeback bromance; Trump needs a mindless cheering section screaming hosannas no matter how often he stumbles toward the nuclear and political precipice. Bannon needs an avatar for his Alt-Reich national socialist—oh, sorry, I meant populist—fantasies." 

-- Rick Wilson over at The Daily Beast on Bannon's ouster. It's a shame that we are all going to die in a nuclear hellscape because Wilson's work is deft and sly and I wouldn't mind reading more of it. Ah, well.

qotd, pit master

"First off, you didn’t choose this life. This life chose you. You’re not here because you want this. You’re here because you need this. You’re here because there’s an itch under your skin that only gets scratched from the 25th day of Kislev to the second day of Tevet and it’s four-twenty-three p.m. on the 25th day of Kislev and you know precisely what the fuck that means. Fives minutes ’til sundown. When we’ll welcome the mistress Chanukah and play dreidel so hard we slide in our own blood."

- Jen Spyra, Ultimate Dreidel Fighting Rules

qotd, what is the point?

"I am an ordinary runner. I was ordinary from the moment I began, meaning, probably a lot like you. I didn’t start out as a 300-pounder, I never lost a limb and ran through it, I’m not a cancer survivor, I was never in jail, never homeless, never an addict, not running to compensate for a smoking habit, gambling problem, secret girlfriend, or any other dramatic deficit. I’ll never quit, but I have to talk myself into getting out every time. I don’t live to run, I run to live. My greatest sin is that I’m average."

-- Marc Parent, The Dark Art of Sticking to It.