16 05 13 - 21:50
[editor: For some reason, the post that follows has disappeared
from PB, so we're posting it again. It was originally posted
April 2, 2013]
[editor: Hmmmm... and now it's back. very odd. Not real
happy with this "new improved" version of our blog software. Gonna
leave this double posting up for a while, just to be sure.]
Naturally, the fit hit the shan about the same time we were moving out of Colorado. Here's the short step-by-step:
1. Move commenced March 26th. Limited-to-zero internet through April 1.
2. Numerous files on our server were corrupted (cause unknown) and the entire server (along with the dozen or so websites it hosted) required rebuilding from backups. (March 30th-April first).
3. Most special configurations (PB requires one) must be manually rebuilt (we've been at this for two days now).
4. Some important Ward Churchill news finally occurs. (appropriately, on April Fool's Day.)
We'll have all the prettiness re-installed shortly. In the meantime, Leah checks in (yesterday!) with the news of the Supreme Court's "CERTIORARI DENIED" on the Churchill v. The Rest of the World case. For those of us not wise to the ways of the Supremes, this means they are not interested in sitting through even a few minutes of Churchill's legal sock-puppet's bullshit, and have declined to consider his case. Better luck next life, Chief.
02 04 13 - 12:44
Naturally, the fit hit the shan about the same time we were moving out of Colorado. Here's the short step-by-step:
1. Move commenced March 26th. Limited-to-zero internet through April 1.
2. Numerous files on our server were corrupted (cause unknown) and the entire server (along with the dozen or so websites it hosted) required rebuilding from backups. (March 30th-April first).
3. Most special configurations (PB requires one) must be manually rebuilt (we've been at this for two days now).
4. Some important Ward Churchill news finally occurs. (appropriately, on April Fool's Day.)
We'll have all the prettiness re-installed shortly. In the meantime, Leah checks in (yesterday!) with the news of the Supreme Court's "CERTIORARI DENIED" on the Churchill v. The Rest of the World case. For those of us not wise to the ways of the Supremes, this means they are not interested in sitting through even a few minutes of Churchill's legal sock-puppet's bullshit, and have declined to consider his case. Better luck next life, Chief.
25 01 13 - 13:46
Leah checks in with a filing of a
writ of certiorari from Ward Churchill's legal sock puppet, which, if we're reading it right, is a request that the US Supreme Court review his case vs. CU.
According to wikipedia,
"A cert petition is voted on at a session of the court called a conference. A conference is a private meeting of the nine Justices by themselves; the public and the Justices' clerks are excluded. If four Justices vote to grant the petition, the case proceeds to the briefing stage; otherwise, the case ends. Except in death penalty cases and other cases in which the Court orders briefing from the respondent, the respondent may, but is not required to, file a response to the cert petition."
And the Supreme Court's site says
"Generally, if a case is considered at a Conference, viewers can expect that the disposition of a case will be announced on an Orders List that will be released at 9:30 a.m. the following Monday."
So it looks like February 18, 2013 is the date for us to watch. (@sspats, et al, to Leah!)
20 09 12 - 16:33
Now that Ward Churchill has—for all intents and purposes—been dismissed from his years-long strutting and fretting across the national stage, it's time to turn our attention to a subject we once touched upon: The Morlock Party. If the Party's motto ("
Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc") does not hint rather strongly at our core beliefs, then please visit
our original post way back in March 2010 for a run-down. We'll wait.
All caught up now? Good. According to statistics gathered as recently as 2008, nearly 53% of registered voters in the US (probably less once illegal aliens and the dead are removed from the count) self-identified as Eloi, i.e., irrational, mewling dolts proudly unqualified for self-preservation and completely unsuited for anything more productive than providing a laugh-track for Honey Boo Boo.
In short, Eloi are those for whom others are required to provide food, clothing, shelter, and—as we've learned most recently—contraception. The original Morlocks performed this service willingly for the original Eloi (with the exception of the contraceptives, perhaps) because of an unwritten, yet ironclad,
quid pro quo. The Morlocks gave much of value to the Eloi, and in return, the Eloi gave back that one item of value they possessed: Their corporeal selves. Recap: To the Eloi, the Morlocks were generous. To the Morlocks, the Eloi were delicious.
Are you a Morlock? Take this simple True or False quiz:
- In addition to providing for myself and my family, I am required to give some portion of what I earn to strangers.
- I have derived nothing of value from this.
Did you answer True to both statements? Then you have earned your seat at the Morlock table. Because now, you will—at long last—have an opportunity to get back some of what has been taken from you all these years. So go ahead. Pull up a chair. Fill your plate. Feel free to ask for another slice. You paid for it, and this is, quite frankly, your only chance to get some of it back.
Remember: Atlas
may shrug. Meanwhile, Morlocks
will dine.
Menu Suggestions for Election Night:- Debbie Wasserman Schultz-on-a shingle
- Schadenfreude Con Carne
- Grilled Holder on Toast
- Barney Frankfurters
- Obamaburgers
- Spotted Dick Durbin
- Raul Grijalva-Cheese Sandwiches
Tweet us your favorite election night Eloi recipe!
19 09 12 - 11:09
What? You thought we forgot that September 19th is International Talk Like a Pirate Day? (well, yeah. we did. arrrrrrrrrrrr)
So anyway, here's Ward Churchill's legal sock-puppet's latest whining to Westword about his client's recent loss of appeal (heh. never gets old, does it) translated into Pirate:
"I don't have a lot o' hope. We should win, because t' law should be on our side -- and I think it be on our side. So this be our last shot. But t' statistical odds o' t' U.S. Supreme Court takin' this case be pretty slim. Gaaarrrrrrrr!"
12 09 12 - 09:18
The
Denver Post checks in with a
tepid editorial concerning Ward Churchill's loss of appeal (heh again). The editorial makes the rather disingenuous allegation that the DP has always been at war with Eastchurchillia, which might be true of the two or three editorials it has written on the subject, but on its front page and elsewhere, the DP's relationship with the Perfesser (and his assorted minions, toadies, jock-sniffers, and legal sock-puppets we dubbed long ago the
Dune Buggy Attack Battalion) has always resembled that of a fluffer. (ht retired bill)
Incidentally, DP: Your advertising control may indeed go to eleven, but is it really a good idea to peg the meter constantly, forcing every potential new member of your otherwise dwindling audience to wade through wave after wave of pop-unders, auto-plays, and mouse-overs, not to mention the unnecessarily over-scripted menus on every page? Just askin'.
10 09 12 - 14:06
Found on discarded Android near Ward Churchill's former Boulder residence:
9:30am: Wake up, note with multiple levels of gratitude that Truthforce has left for work.
10:40am: Wake up again. Get up, pull skivvies out of ass on way to kitchen to see if the coffee's still warm. Warm up cold coffee with some Gentleman Jack.
Noon: Check to see if Leonard Peltier is still in a cage.
12:30pm: Open the day's second deck of Marlboros, light one, then curse, remembering the bitch wants them smoked outside her house. Out on the patio, exhale. Curse again.
1pm-4:30pm: Stare vacantly at computer screen. Occasionally attempt to Friend Benjamin Whitmer again; change Facebook status to "bored, with benefits" then back to "Gonna own that fuckin' university!"
4:58pm: Dress. Gargle with Listerine to cover the smell of cigarettes and cheap bourbon; note for future reference Listerine's alcohol content.
5pm: Greet Truthforce upon her return from the workplace. Pretend her refusal of a welcome-home kiss is coy foreplay.
5:30pm-11:45pm: Nick At Night!
11:46pm-1am: Sleep like a baby. A self-pitying, weeping, drunken sot of a baby.
1:01am-9:30am: Move from sofa to Truthforce's bed, being very careful not to wake her or touch her in any way. Dream of what life was like when it had meaning, purpose, and a point.
10 09 12 - 09:08
Colorado Supreme Court tells The Perfesser to Go Fish, Ward Churchill's legal sock-puppet David Lane says he'll take the case to the US Supreme Court.
Leah and Retired Bill both send us the link to the Court's decision (pdf).
First sentence:
"The supreme court affirms the court of appeals and the trial court, both of which held that Professor Ward Churchill was not entitled to any of the remedies that he sought."
Update: Apparently busy with more important local news, both the
Daily Camera and the
Denver Post run the AP story, which publishes (purely by chance) the single mildly waffling sentence in the entire 50-page decision that could be construed as pro-Churchill as if it were representative of the rest of the decision.
Update II: The troubled tribbles over at
WCSN are all butthurt with the loss of The Perfesser's appeal (heh), claiming the death of free speech,
ad nauseam (even equating Churchill's loss of his job to Native Americans' loss of their land back in the 1800s), but they fail to note that it was Churchill's legal sock-puppet's signing-off on a pretrial agreement that allowed "quasi-judicial immunity" into the case in the first place. Don't blame the courts, whiners. Blame your crack legal team.
Update III: We'd ask The Perfesser for comment, but his CU email account doesn't seem to be working.... Also (BTW), neither does the website of his little dog
Benjie.
[ed. note: GoDaddy got hacked today, so assuming Benjie's site was hosted there, we'll give him the BOD.]Update IV: The
Daily Camera issues its own
report on the ruling, wherein we also learn that Churchill sold his house in Boulder a couple-three weeks ago and has relocated to Atlanta, where his latest wife,
Truthforce, has yet to be weaned from the public teat. (ht Leah, for whom we have several sacks of unclaimed @sspats waiting)
Update V: Since Churchill got a reported
half-million dollars for his Boulder
pied-à-terre, maybe he can now afford to pay CU that
$50,000 in legal expenses he owes them.
For those who follow these sorts of things, PB has
one of those new-fangled tweeter accounts
10 06 12 - 10:35
Drunkablog discovers why those three or four books Ward Churchill claims to be writing haven't been published yet: For the past two-and-a-half years, apparently, The Perfesser's been hard at work on a 44-page (13 pages of which are footnotes, of course)
rebuttal (pdf) to
Ellen Schrecker's examination of his self-inflicted descent into ignominy, which itself is notable more for Schrecker's laughable predictive abilities
"Will the current and, no doubt, future fiscal cutbacks force American faculty members into a defensive stance where they flee from all controversy; or will the passing of the Bush administration and advent of the Obama one encourage them to fight more vigorously for their own freedom of expression and that of their colleagues?"
and her rewriting of history
"William Ayers had long since eschewed the violence of his Weather Underground career[...]"
than it is for its weak-tea criticism of The Perfesser, although Schrecker does include a rather prescient quote from the Standing Committee's report re: The Perfesser:
"[...]Professor Churchill is unable, or at least unwilling, to acknowledge legitimate critique. If he is unwilling to acknowledge the critiques, we are pessimistic that he is likely to change his behavior."
Speaking of rewriting, The Perfesser appears to have read a completely different Schrecker essay:
"Hence, it should not be difficult to imagine how stunned I was, upon my first reading of the piece, to find myself depicted as a “long-haired fifty-eight-year-old … who affected a modified Native American style of dress with a beaded headband and dark glasses,” a man who’d “latched on to the Native American cause” from “the fringes of the 1960s left” although “the nature of his [own] identity as a Native American” is “spurious.”"
Nowhere in the copy of Schrecker's essay we've read (to which we've linked above) appear the words "long-haired fifty-eight-year-old" "dark glasses" "fringes of the 1960s left" or "spurious." It's possible that since the version currently available is a "corrected version" of the January 2010 essay (corrected in February 2010), that Schrecker or an AAUP editor removed the personal description that Churchill finds so offensive. If so, that raises the question: Why is The Perfesser just now expressing umbrage at words that disappeared from existence two-and-a-half years ago?
Update: Schrecker's original essay does appear to have mentioned "long-haired"; we noticed that ourselves back in January 2010:
"When one discovers Ward Churchill described as a "lanky, long-haired fifty-eight-year old with movie-star good looks" one might suspect one has stumbled upon some weird academic form of Internet porn—and one would be right."
Speaking of prescient, we made a copy of the original Schrecker essay way back in January 2010, so our lucky readers may now follow along with the original lyrics as they listen to Churchill's emo rendition of Cheech Marin's "I Was Framed!"
