Yep, it’s that day again. I’m celebrating by going to work, dealing with an internet outage at home, and possibly getting rained on later.

Meanwhile, here’s today’s theme song:

MC Frontalot - This Old Man

Yo, please save me from the wrist-hurt disease…

I had fun at Rifftrax live on Thursday, but it would have been better if the crappy theater in New Rochelle had bothered to turn on the audio for the first several minutes. It finally came on just after the short film began. The other guy who went out to the lobby to complain at the same time I did said the same thing happened at the last Fathom event he attended there, so I think we’ll be avoiding New Roc from now on.

Still, the rest of it was pretty awesome. The crowd seemed surprisingly young, considering that MST3K is 20 years old and hasn’t been on the air in about a decade. And it’s always a kick to experience Plan 9 with an audience that, by and large, hasn’t seen it.

With apologies to Bill Maher, whose show I don’t even watch except in clips online:

1. If you actually believe the health reform bill includes (or included or ever will include) “death panels,” you are too stupid to live. Please report to the death panels.

2. If you are a senior citizen and you are ranting at town halls against socialized medicine, you are required to give up your government-run, single-payer Medicare coverage to a younger person who has been refused service by private insurance companies.

3. Chain emails containing stories that “the liberal media won’t report” are the single least-reliable source of information in the world, with the possible exception of 24-hour cable news networks. (This one is less a rule than an observation.)

I don’t mind people being against the idea of a buy-in government-run health insurance plan, a.k.a the public option, but at least start the debate on planet Earth, okay? I predicted the conspiracy nuts would return back in November, and once again I hate being right. At least it’s not a new phenomenon — Nixonland author Rick Perlstein has a new piece about “America, where the crazy tree blooms in every moment of liberal ascendancy, and where elites exploit the crazy for their own narrow interests.”

When John F. Kennedy entered the White House, his proposals to anchor America’s nuclear defense in intercontinental ballistic missiles — instead of long-range bombers — and form closer ties with Eastern Bloc outliers such as Yugoslavia were taken as evidence that the young president was secretly disarming the United States. […]

Before the “black helicopters” of the 1990s, there were right-wingers claiming access to secret documents from the 1920s proving that the entire concept of a “civil rights movement” had been hatched in the Soviet Union; when the landmark 1964 Civil Rights Act was introduced, one frequently read in the South that it would “enslave” whites. And back before there were Bolsheviks to blame, paranoids didn’t lack for subversives — anti-Catholic conspiracy theorists even had their own powerful political party in the 1840s and ’50s.

[…] My personal favorite? The federal government expanded mental health services in the Kennedy era, and one bill provided for a new facility in Alaska. One of the most widely listened-to right-wing radio programs in the country, hosted by a former FBI agent, had millions of Americans believing it was being built to intern political dissidents, just like in the Soviet Union.

Perlstein concludes by noting that the biggest difference between then and now is that now the crazies are invited to appear on TV news and treated as if their views have merit.

To be honest, I’m starting to think the only people who support reform are people like me in the private sector. Most opponents seem to be retired, military, or a government employee, all with government coverage. (Or are rich enough not to care.) Rationed care? Dropped coverage? I already have that — they’re called Blue Cross/Blue Shield, and I just spent 3 months trying to convince them that, yes, they do have to pay the $900 bill for my last routine physical. One more month and the bill collectors will be after me. Hooray for the free market.

To preface why I find this video so brilliant, you need to know that I live about a mile from Larchmont, NY. I frequently shop there for groceries. I could walk there if I wanted.

Stuff like this just drives home how I really do live and work at ground zero for 90% of what’s wrong with the US economy.

From my inbox:

RiffTrax LIVE: Plan 9 from Outer Space

Join the stars of Mystery Science Theater 3000 for the comedy event of the year!

Fathom Events presents RiffTrax LIVE: Plan 9 from Outer Space, an evening of LIVE riffing on the Worst Movie Ever Made beaming into movie theaters nationwide on Thursday, August 20th at 8PM ET/ 7PM CT/ 6PM MT/ Tape Delayed at 8PM PT.

Join Michael J. Nelson, Kevin Murphy (Tom Servo) and Bill Corbett (Crow T. Robot), now of RiffTrax.com, as they are reunited in HD for the first time ever on the big screen! This event will feature the world premiere of a brand new, never-before-seen short and non-stop hilarious riffing on a COLOR version of “Plan 9 from Outer Space”- a 1959 science fiction/horror film written, produced and directed by Edward D. Wood Jr.

This event will be hosted by Veronica Belmont, the Host of Tekzilla on Revision3 and Qore on the PlayStation Network, with Musical Guest Jonathan Coulton and a special segment by Rich “Lowtax” Kyanka of Something Awful.

A few things about this boggle my mind.

• Plan 9… in HD?
• MST3K + Ed Wood already combines two of my longtime interests. Adding Jonathan Coulton to the mix is almost Mike-baiting.
• It’s playing in 433 theaters, which is roughly 36x the number of screens MST3K: The Movie played in back in the day. Ahh, technology.

It took them long enough, but Rolling Stone has finally posted the full text of Matt Taibbi’s article on Goldman Sachs and its history of, you know, evil. And if you think Obama is any less beholden to GS and Wall Street than Bush or the GOP, then sadly, you need to read the beginning of the article. Actually, everyone needs to read the entire article, to be honest.

Bear in mind this was written BEFORE Goldman posted the most profitable quarter in the history of history, while unemployment hit 10% nationally and the world economy continued to crater. Taibbi has more on that and on the criticisms of his piece (criticisms that he’s “technically” correct but still wrong for, uh, vague reasons) over on his blog.

I have yet to sort through the mountains of photos on my digital camera left over from my trip to DC. Most of them were taken walking around the Mall and museums in the crowds and heat and humidity, and I’m afraid that the later it got in the day, the punchier I became and the more I just pointed my camera randomly and hoped for an interesting shot.

Unfortunately, the best parts of my week barred me from taking photos, so I have no sharable record of them.

First, I went to see the Senate in session on Monday. Not only do they ban photos, but they confiscate all electronics on the way in, just in case.

It was the first day of the Sotomayor hearings, but I got there way too late to see that. Instead, I saw Carl Levin (D-MI) rail against the procurement of F-22s in a room that was empty except for staff, pages, and a late-arriving John McCain. I listened to Levin read letters from Obama and Gates into the record for over half an hour before leaving. Sure, it’s not as exciting as a Supreme Court nomination, but it was still important enough for the Washington Post to write it up.

Then, yesterday I finally got into Mecca itself as I attended a taping of The Daily Show. The episode aired last night, with guest HHS Secretary Kathleen Sebelius (who mostly stuck to talking points rather than answer Jon’s questions). Such a strange feeling to finally be in the studio after watching the show, almost without fail, four times a week since 2002.

Cameras and cell phones were allowed inside only if they were turned off the whole time. A few people snapped photos of the set on the way out, but I just left instead. Once I get around to organizing my DC Tourist/Fugue State pics, I’ll post a link here.

I went on my first hike with the Appalachian Mountain Club on Sunday. I chose one of the shortest and easiest hikes available in their schedule (6 miles, moderate pace), yet afterwards I was still exhausted, hungry, and sweaty, with sore feet.

I think what I enjoyed most about the day was using my camera and looking for shots that might be interesting. I just put up a Flickr group for the day’s photos. This one is probably my favorite, since I was lucky enough to get the bee in the shot.

Things I will need the next time I do this: arch support inserts, especially for my left foot; a proper backpack with a chest strap; an actual lunch rather than hoping snacks will last me for 6 hours; a hat and poncho, even though I was lucky enough to avoid rain this time.

The news is out there, so there’s no reason not to comment on it: yesterday, I survived a rather drastic round of layoffs at work.

Three years ago, CourtTV was split into In Session (daytime court coverage) and truTV (nighttime reality/documentary shows). Now the Turner mothership has decided to run In Session directly, meaning some positions will be eliminated as of November while others will vanish from New York and re-appear in Atlanta. According to this, either “up to 65″ or “around 100″ jobs will be cut from the NY location, out of a workforce of 300+.

Yesterday afternoon, the major department heads called mandatory, all-employee meetings on short notice, a little over an hour in advance. They explained what was going on and told us that by the time we returned to our desks, we would have emails saying whether we were laid off or not.

My job has almost nothing to do with In Session, so I’m still here. However, the press release includes this bit:

A second change involves a restructuring and new identity for truTV’s marketing efforts. The newly formed Brand Strategy & Marketing umbrella will include the Digital Content & Multi-Platform Development group, formerly the online group. truTV’s affiliate marketing activities will move to Atlanta, which is the base for the overall affiliate marketing team for truTV’s sister networks, TNT, TBS and Turner Classic Movies.

I’m in the Web Services group, not Online, technically, but we’ll still have to see whether this affects us in the future.

I’ve fallen behind on keeping track of the latest MST3K DVD releases, but I’m pretty sure Shout Factory’s cover design strategy can best be described as “Screw It, We Give Up:”

To be fair, I’ll buy ‘em anyway, won’t I? Besides, the extras are a lot better on these volumes than on the Rhino releases.

By now, everyone’s seen the big E3 presentations about Project Natal and Milo (Crown Price of the Uncanny Valley, who will someday become sentient and wipe out the human race) and the like. But here are the real items of interest for me:

1) The game generating the biggest buzz from game critics isn’t a big expensive high-tech shooter, but Scribblenauts for the DS. You solve puzzles by writing words using the stylus, which the game then conjures into the gameworld — and if you can think of it, the designers have probably included it and made it interact with everything else. Scribble “Cthulhu?” It’s in the game. “Keyboard Cat?” In the game. Want to see God fight a Kraken? It’s in the game. It looks amazing, and I can’t wait for its October release. Official trailer is here.

2) Telltale Games is singlehandedly bringing back the adventure gaming pleasures of my misspent youth. In addition to Sam & Max and Wallace & Gromit, they just announced new monthly episodes of Tales of Monkey Island starting in July, bringing back most of the voice cast from Curse. The downside? It’s only available for Wii and PC, meaning I’d have to either buy a Wii or a new PC to replace my 3.5 year old laptop to play it. (Or Sam & Max Season 2. Or Strongbad. You’re killing me here, Telltale…)

On top of that, LucasArts is re-releasing Secret of Monkey Island: Special Edition this summer as well — to XBLA, so I can play it. Finally, a Lucas special edition I can get behind. I’ll happily re-live that part of my high school years in widescreen hi-def. (But only that part, mind you.)

Yes, I know literal videos have been around for ages, but this is the first time I’ve seen one featuring TMBG:

Hey, you! Do you like the Evil Dead movies? Do you wish Sam Raimi still made crazy horror-comedy-cartoons? Well then, get thy sorry butt-cheeks to Drag Me to Hell while it’s still in theaters. Because, seriously, only the old-school fans are gonna love it.

Also, how in the world is this movie NOT rated R, when Evil Dead 2 went unrated for fear of getting an X? Have we — and the MPAA — seriously become so jaded that demons, blood geysers, and flying eyeballs merit a PG-13?

Yesterday was the semi-official fifth anniversary of this blog. It went live days before my first-ever visit to Seattle and Vancouver, BC. Before three cross-country moves, before migrating from MovableType to WordPress and from my old web host to Dreamhost… before a lot of things.

And the state of the blog today? I’ve almost stopped updating it altogether. Presently, the first 10 posts on the front page go all the way back to mid-March, which is still less dead than a lot of personal blogs, but would have embarrassed me when I first started out and was writing something — anything — here almost every day.

Why have I stopped?

Partly, since Internet years are even longer than dog years, this site is roughly the equivalent of this. New toys become old toys, and the compulsion to keep playing naturally fades, especially as shinier tech like Facebook passes them by. I’m linked to practically everyone I know there, so it’s easier to update my status if I have news to share or just want to remind people I’m alive.

Partly, I don’t have as much time as I once did. Work has been too hectic lately to goof off and write blogs, and my hourlong commute cuts into the rest of the day.

And partly, life isn’t going all that well for me these days, either at work or at home, and I tend to not write when I’m unhappy. I’m not the type to publish my personal life in a public space (at least I’m not anymore), yet I get too distracted by my problems to blog about much of anything else.

So what should I do with this place? Since Facebook has blogging capabilities and a larger (and controllable) audience, I’m tempted to just keep everything over there. On the other hand, I still use my front page every day as a control panel and convenient link collection, so I want to keep it around. Whatever I decide to do with the blog, thank you for reading it.

My knee-jerk reaction based on the first trailer turned out to be more right than I thought: Star Trek very much reminded me of the reboot of Doctor Who. It ramped up the action and enthusiasm so much that you didn’t care that the plot was a collection of massive coincidences and hand-wavey technobabble. (Although to be fair, Trek practically invented hand-wavey technobabble as a plot device.) Several characters had David Tennant Moments where they ran around excitedly being brilliant.

With all the time traveling and alternate universes, the only thing missing was “wibbly wobbly, timey wimey,” but I think that phrase is © Stephen Moffat.

(Very mild spoilers follow.)

My new desktop wallpaper, courtesy of Kate Beaton:

I’m sure I’ll have a few words to say about the new Trek once I see it.

Without having even played it yet, I hereby declare this 2009’s Game of the Year.

(Okay, I tried embedding the video, but my blog isn’t wide enough for widescreen, so just follow the link. It may be time to overhaul the layout around here…)

Anyway. Tim Schafer has been making great, funny games for two decades, but they never sell worth a damn. I’m really hoping this is his breakout hit.

From USA Today:

10 years later, the real story behind Columbine

They weren’t goths or loners.

The two teenagers who killed 13 people and themselves at suburban Denver’s Columbine High School 10 years ago next week weren’t in the “Trenchcoat Mafia,” disaffected videogamers who wore cowboy dusters. The killings ignited a national debate over bullying, but the record now shows Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold hadn’t been bullied — in fact, they had bragged in diaries about picking on freshmen and “fags.”

Their rampage put schools on alert for “enemies lists” made by troubled students, but the enemies on their list had graduated from Columbine a year earlier. Contrary to early reports, Harris and Klebold weren’t on antidepressant medication and didn’t target jocks, blacks or Christians, police now say, citing the killers’ journals and witness accounts. That story about a student being shot in the head after she said she believed in God? Never happened, the FBI says now.

A decade after Harris and Klebold made Columbine a synonym for rage, new information — including several books that analyze the tragedy through diaries, e-mails, appointment books, videotape, police affidavits and interviews with witnesses, friends and survivors — indicate that much of what the public has been told about the shootings is wrong.

Read the whole article, it’s worth it.

I’m always fascinated — and sometimes infuriated — at the falsehoods we choose to believe. Things like “tax cuts increase revenue” or “vaccines cause autism.” A lot of the problem is that we self-select news sources to match our pre-existing notions and ideologies, but that’s not the whole reason. The media is at fault, too.

See the above as evidence. In the aftermath of Columbine, the media passed along these untrue stories, then didn’t bother correcting the record until, what, 10 years later? The mother of the girl who supposedly died because she believed in God wrote a book about it, even though it didn’t happen. It’s not her fault, really. She was just going by what she had been told. People still believe it today; maybe she does, too.

It happens all the time, even on major stories that end up changing world history. In the runup to the invasion of Iraq, anonymous sources in the administration leaked falsehoods about Saddam’s WMDs to the NY Times. The Times published them without skepticism. Then Dick Cheney would go on Sunday morning chat shows and point to the NY Times as proof that Saddam had WMDs. Liberal, conservative, whatever, I just wish we had a news media that didn’t suck.

I still seriously can’t believe they’re going through with it, but apparently right-wingers really are gathering in teabagging parties across the coast today, invoking the spirit of the Boston Tea Party to protest taxation with representation:

Teabagging jokes aside, the core of this idea is still a bunch of lower- and middle-class people protesting a small hike in rich people’s taxes… to the same level as under Clinton, which was well below Reagan levels. Matt Taibbi has a nice rant about this aspect of the parties.

Ahh, but what about the second major protest item: the ever-expanding national debt? That actually IS something I can get behind! After all, it was one of the many reasons I hated Bush. Speaking of which, where were the fucking tea parties when the national debt was doing this?

09/30/2000 $5,674,178,209,886.86
09/30/2001 $5,807,463,412,200.06
09/30/2002 $6,228,235,965,597.16
09/30/2003 $6,783,231,062,743.62
09/30/2004 $7,379,052,696,330.32
09/30/2005 $7,932,709,661,723.50
09/30/2006 $8,506,973,899,215.23
09/30/2007 $9,007,653,372,262.48
09/30/2008 $10,024,724,896,912.49

That’s $1 trillion in Bush’s last year alone.

This has nothing to do with standing against tyranny (as Jon Stewart said, “You’re confusing tyranny with losing [elections]”) and more to do with the usual paranoid fantasies of gun-banning socialist fascist gay Muslim terrorists. And if it involves railing against higher taxes for Neil Cavuto and Glenn Beck on the side, then of course they’re in favor of it.

I’m curious about turnout versus media coverage. Half a million people marched against invading Iraq in New York alone in 2002 (out of millions worldwide), with no effect and barely a blip in media coverage. Another half-million Hispanics marched for immigration in LA in 2006, with better results. The early counts for today’s numbers are “hundreds,” yet I’m sure the usual sources will consider that a victorious turnout.

But whatever. If it keeps these guys from blowing up government buildings or shooting cops, I’m all for it. Meanwhile, I’ll be enjoying National T Party Day, aka Operation: Foolpity. Or maybe I’ll just give up and call it National Oh, Quit Whining and Pay Your Damn Taxes Day.

Wait, what?! How did I not know about this until now?

This weekend, in addition to a new Doctor Who special on BBC, we’re also getting three new episodes of Red Dwarf, set nine years after season 8.

The trailer: