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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
 
TORNADO WATCH!

Via the EMERGENCY ALERT SYSTEM those words just spent a good three minutes on every broadcast and cable channel on my screen. The warning will stay in effect until until 01:09:00 EST on 11/30. I guess the winds outside are pretty loud. If you're downtown tonight and you need to take shelter, check out the Lucky Strike in Chinatown. On "PTI" a few minutes ago, Mike Wilbon said he'd be there this evening.

I wonder if this has anything to do with the fact that my Internet is down (I'm on another wireless network right now) and half my cable channels simply froze for about 15 minutes — before and after the EAS, but overtaken during. Photographic evidence forthcoming (of the stopped channels, not the EAS; I ran out of room on my memory card).

UPDATE — Uh oh... looks like they've refrozen. And every few minutes or so, the wind kicks up and my non-airtight doors make a noise like a foghorn.

SECOND UPDATE — So if I was like that guy in that one Nicholson Baker book that isn't about assassinating the president, and I decided to spend my time watching all of the cable channels I usually watch at once, it might look something like this:








P.S. Readers of my former blog may remember the hurricane-blogging I did from Crystal City when Isabel struck in 2003. Scroll down to Sept. 19, or Ctrl-F the restrained title of the last related post, "WHOOOOOSH!!!"

DAYS LATER UPDATE — So I should add, nothing really happened. I opened my door a crack, and the sound stopped. The winds kept up for awhile, but there was no twister, and I can't even find an single reference to it in the Washington Post. More importantly, my cable/broadband is back to normal.

But I'll carry the torch. Repeat after me: Remember, remember, the 30th of November...


Monday, November 28, 2005
 
WHAT THE DADDY TOMATO SAID TO THE BABY TOMATO

I think I first heard that scientists were studying the speed at which ketchup vacates an upended glass bottle in one of those news-of-the-weird features that always suck out the context to make the story seem weirder than it is.

Well, now I think I get it, and the answer includes whip cream, blood, nail polish, honey, and a little-understood concept called shear thinning.


Sunday, November 27, 2005
 
THE INDIANS ON THE GRIDIRON

As you well know, here in the District of Columbia we have a football team nicknamed the Redskins, and that name is controversial, as is its logo:


My hometown paper was the first in the nation to start referring to them as "the team from Washington," and in a possible triple-bank-shot of irony, Gregg Easterbrook calls them the "Potomac Drainage Basin Indigenous Persons." From time to time, activists have lobbied to have it changed. While they've succeeded at persuading a number of college-level programs to abandon American Indian logos or mascots NFL and MLB teams targeted thus far have stood by their nicknames. I think they should — there's nothing derogatory about representing the Chiefs, the Braves, the Warriors, or even (compare to the Yankees or Fighting Irish) the Indians. I'll be honest, Redskins does strike me as somewhat questionable; that it calls attention to skin color makes me a bit uncomfortable. But then again, reputable polls continue to show that American Indians approve the name by 90%-9%. So I'll back off.

But not off the 5-6 Redskins — today was the third week in a row they lost a fourth quarter lead, and, naturally, their third loss in a row. At least my other team is a winner.

Back to the controversy over sports teams and their names, right now I'm watching the Seattle Seahawks (8-2) host the New York Giants, and I find myself wondering for the first time:


Look at that! Don't you realize the Seahawks logo is an updated version of a traditional NW Indian wood carving? The pre-redesign logo was even more of an Indian knockoff. And yet they always seem to get a pass... until now?

Now that the Washington Canard has called attention to this atrocity, will the heroic activists of political correctness stand up and call for the Seahawks to stop appropriating cultural imagery from other peoples? Will they admit their "sea hawk" is as bad as our "redskin"? Has Annenberg polled lately? The respondents couldn't be any more than 9 points more approving.

If there's any justice, well, one of the Seahawks' two losses was handed to them by the Redskins.

P.S. — Happy belated Thanksgiving! I ate turkey and stuffing and and corn and rolls and mashed potatoes with gravy. I hung out with friends, watched football and drank whiskey. I've missed being around my family for the four Thanksgivings I've spent out here, but this one was the best Turkey Day I've had yet.


Wednesday, November 23, 2005
 
DAMN YOU, HAMMACHER SCHLEMMER!

First saw it on The Colbert Report, disbelieved it, had the link passed along from Pretty Little Head for: a rare combination of the festive and fashionable, an inverted Christmas tree — Pre-lit, plus more room for presents at the base of the tree! Yay!


Maybe I'm overreacting, but isn't this like a secular version of the inverted cross? That thing isn't a Tanenbaum. It's a tribute to the Antichrist. Although I must say, it's much more practical than those strange six-foot-and-more inflatable snow globes at the Giant (no pun intended) supermarket in Columbia Heights.


Damn you too, Sky Mall.

P.S. — Maybe I'm just dense, but after reading this I still don't understand what Boxing Day is all about. Is it sort of like Labor Day?

 
DEATH BECOMES THEM

The One-Handed Economist has an an interesting project on his hands:


My hat's off to him — and a tip goes to the OC.


Monday, November 21, 2005
 
OREGON IN THE NEWS

How about that three-network Nike plane safe landing story that was all over the cable newsers this morning and early afternoon? I'm guessing KATU, KOIN and KGW covered that all day. But it all worked out, thus avoiding another one of those Oregon-based, nationally-reported embarrassments, such as the Rajneeshees, Tonya Harding, Mt. St. Helens, Ward Weaver, Neil Goldschmidt, and the Jail Blazers.

In thematically related news, on "Pardon the Interruption" earlier tonight Kornheiser and Wilbon both agreed that Oregon should get a BCS invite over Notre Dame, which I agree with. They also said they wouldn't get it, which would be the usual. Finally, a personal reason of my own to hate Notre Dame. (And even the Beavers got to upend the Irish.)

Say, where's Bob Packwood these days?

 
GREAT SPAMS OF EBAY?

Now, here is an intriguing business proposition. Certainly would have been much more useful on November 5, 1955:
PLUTONIUM ALTERNATIVE
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Our efforts were rewarded far beyond our wildest expectations.

Our research indicates a specific property of our atmosphere has the ability to deliver energy any time, anywhere, & in any quantity needed. This is not wind driven. It is a specific property of the atmosphere itself that drives the generator.

This source will be able to power up nano tech to entire city grids.

Look for our ad coming up in the Wall Street Journal.

We need a business partner (industrialist).

Opportunity is knocking @ Leslie Ltd. PLLC. Write Perfusiontemp@msn.com
Will you be a part of the rush to power up nano tech to entire city grids? Google is so 2005, man.

 
FROM SUPERMAN TO CARTMAN

By now everyone knows that last week's "South Park" cast a temporary spotlight on Scientology's alien-focused theology, arguable racketeering and oppressive litigiousness. I've already heaped praise upon Trey Parker and Matt Stone for the episode, but just this morning I remembered where I had read of a similar feat.

It was in the pop economics book "Freakonomics" and it was about anti-Klan activist Stetson Kennedy. The parallels are interesting:
Kennedy was supremely frustrated, and out of this frustration was born a stroke of brilliance. He had noticed one day a group of young boys playing some kind of spy game in which they exchanged silly secret passwords. It reminded him of the Klan. Wouldn't it be nice, he thought, to get the Klan's passwords and the rest of its secrets into the hands of kids all across the country? What better way to defang a secret society than to infantilize -- and make public -- its most secret information? ... Kennedy thought of the ideal outlet for this mission: the Adventures of Superman radio show, broadcast each night at dinnertime to millions of listeners nationwide. He contacted the show's producers and asked if they would like to write some episodes about the Ku Klux Klan. The producers were enthusiastic. Superman had spent years fighting Hitler and Mussolini and Hirohito, but with the war over, he was in need of fresh villains. Kennedy began by feeding his best Klan information to the Superman producers. ... The radio producers began to write four weeks' worth of programs in which Superman would wipe out the Ku Klux Klan.
Who says Hollywood liberals never did any good?


Sunday, November 20, 2005
 
GOOGLE-MART

If EPIC 2014 doesn't happen, maybe this will.

 
SPIN THIS
"The 42-point margin of victory was the largest since Oregon's 44-0 win in 1987, and the 56 points were the most scored by a team in any of the 108 previous meetings." — The Oregonian
Good. Let's go win that bowl game.

 
THE UNLIKELIEST SEASON, OR: GOOOOO DUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS!!!!!!!

For tonight and probably tonight only, there is no quarterback controversy. One or all of Oregon's QBs could be playing in whatever BCS game the Ducks are headed to — Clemens' status remains TBA. Tonight, no one man carried the game, nor did one man carry the Fighting Ducks throughout this season. This was a group effort. Which also says something about Clemens' NFL prospects ... but as I said already, tonight there is no controversy.

And let's not forget, Oregon just went 10-1 a single season after missing out on their first bowl game in a decade or so. I hesitate to mention that Bellotti's been distracted, to say the least — as one Beaver fan tonight tried to pull out and taunt a Ducks fan with over at the (usually Beavers uninfested) bar in Arlington. (It was pathetic; OSU was down four touchdowns already by this point. And 11-year-old kids kept walking up to the loudest Beaver fan and buzzing their el cheapo plastic duck calls at him.) My point is: Bellotti's still running a strong program. Proof enough for me: our solitary loss was to the #1 team in the country.

Enough about the dadblamed season — how about that game, huh? Our backup quarterbacks trounced their backup. We were perfect in the red zone while their stubborn go-for-broke fourth down strategy failed gloriously. A box score that reads, quarter by quarter: 14-14-14-14. And controversy-wise, Dixon's 70% pass completion — compared to Leaf's 45% — tells me that Dixon is probably next year's starter. Especially if Kellen comes back for the bowl game.

And to anyone from Oregon State: Yeah, you beat us good last year, as you would be expected to at Burrito Stadium; we've each taken our own home games since 1997. Plus, last year was your season, and this one was ours. But we just upped the ante. Until then, I am proud that Oregon is responsible for you "State"-modified Oregonians not going to a bowl game this year.

° ° ° ° °

Now, on a sartorial note:

Are you like me? Are you having a hard time making up your mind about these new uniforms? Or just bewildered? It's fun having access to Nike's skunk works, but some of the ideas coming out of there are just a bit too goofy-futuristic. (Think Nike's streamlined-creampuff basketball shoes.) And I say this not just about the "hi-liter" unis but also too-frequent uni changes, and other gee-whiz stuff such as the reported Xbox in the locker rooms.

I digress. While I'm leaning thumbs-down, I do think I can see what Nike might have been gunning for:


Most deserving of comment, I think, is the new lettering on the large uniform numbers. What is that font? A "consumer freedom"-fighter I know suggested it was an old Mac font. Knowing a small bit about the world of typefaces, I'd say this was almost certainly a custom job, but I can see an old Print Shop-era Apple computer-font-like-thing going on. But also with sharp angles and abrupt diagonal moves that draw the eye — kind of a hieroglyphic, or maybe Aztec influence. Perhaps the irregular angles have a hidden purpose: to distract the opposing players as they set up for the snap. It's psychological warfare.

By some definitions, it's torture.


Same thing here. See those short, interlocking perpendicular gray stripes on the shoulders and the upper legs? Just like the pattern you'd find on an outdoor metal box or the running board of a large American truck. See? Nike is speaking to the subconscious reflexes of the opposing player: It hurts to run into metal. Better not hit this guy too hard.

You would agree that it does hurt to run into metal, right?


See the new back pocket "O" visible in the shot? I bet I know what this is about. See, when Jonathan Stewart or Terrence Whitehead (or egads, sometimes even Jordan Kent) are running away with the ball toward a touchdown and there's one last guy on his tail and losing ground, that player can see one more Oregon Ducks logo and is therefore more likely to think, The team that is crushing us right now is the Oregon Ducks.

Now that I think about it, maybe the ultimate point of the Casanova Xboxes was to keep players around the center a little longer each day. And indeed, isn't that a better use of their time than getting arrested for possession of less than an ounce of marijuana up around Skinner's Butte?

All the better: when you Google "Herman Ho-Ching" and Marijuana, the third result happens to be FLOG™ during the first of his 2 stints (thus far) at the O.C. that's not on Fox Thursdays. It's from a lengthy, informative and fair review of on-campus bathrooms, including the one at the Moshofsky Center:
You know that immense blimp hanger they put up next to Autzen Stadium? It's got a full sized practice field inside, and they let the football players and the drunken alumni run around inside? Well, it has the nicest bathroom on campus, I'm afraid. It's got those urinals that know when you're done pissing, every stall has its own reading light so that Herman Ho-Ching can see what he's doing (you know what I'm talking about), and the walls are decked out in green and yellow tiles. But what really hits you is the smell. This bathroom smells better than a spice rack. It's a delicate blend of cinnamon and lavender, and it just isn't fair. Damned athletes.

On the other hand, their toilet paper is rougher than ours. I guess to piss 'em off and give them that winning edge.
Sounds like Phil's doing, if you ask me.

P.S. — I just noticed that if you study the last 3 of the 4 photos, you can see it getting still foggier at Autzen. Nevertheless, not as foggy as it looked on TV. How often does the television network have to rely on field-level camera angles to show the majority of the action? I cannot recall. It didn't work, of course. You couldn't follow the ball in the near-whiteout conditions of the overhead shots, but nor could you tell whether a back was picking up a first down or returning to the line of scrimmage in many of the plays shot at ground level.

But I submit that this fact makes tonight's game all the more epic.


Saturday, November 19, 2005
 
GREAT SPAMS OF THE INTERNET, PART XVII

No new e-mails to share tonight, but I have to say: I clicked over to SNL awhile ago and the first skit was "The Spammies" — a televised award show for e-mail spam. Not bad, actually. Rachel Dratch being not-funny on purpose as Rita Rudner (emcee) was a wise choice, because the show isn't often funny much itself (don't get me started on Debbie Downer). But I think it worked. In one category, "CLICK HERE FOR A FREE XBOX" lost out to "MEET NEW SINGLES IN YOUR AREA TONIGHT." They went off-topic a bit with their recognition of intra-office forwards, but I suppose that often counts as spam. For that award, "HOW TO TELL IF BILL CLINTON IS YOUR GYNECOLOGIST" beat "PICTURES OF GEORGE BUSH'S FACE NEXT TO A MONKEY'S FACE."

Of course, the next couple skits were also ... based around a fictional TV show. I've said for years that SNL uses the "pretend TV show" setup much too much. It's been a standard trick since the very beginning — indeed, "Weekend Update" is that exactly. But in the past 10 years or so, I'd say it's been used far more frequently than in the previous 20, and it strikes me as evidence of laziness. It's a shortcut, proof that the writers aren't trying very hard. Nor, I'm guessing, is Lorne Michaels. ("The Needlers," the "couple that should be divorced" is one funny recurring skit that doesn't have a TV show as its premise. And what does that tell you? It tells me that no good SNL movies are coming out in the near future.)

Really, how do such talented people produce bad comedy so consistently? Perhaps in part because good television doesn't necessarily have to be good comedy. A study of the complete list of skits from the show's run could prove or disprove the assertion about the number of sketches as fake shows. (What book would I have to buy?)

And, with "Weekend Update" over, I'm going back to Fresno State leading USC by a touchdown.

UPDATE — Well ... that game went the other way fast.

FOURTH QUARTER UPDATE — Four touchdowns later, Fresno State leads by 1.

POSTGAME UPDATE — Of course the Trojans were going to win. Mark that four times they've come back from a halftime deficit. (Boi From Troy must be too drunk to be gloating publicly at this hour).

Good for USC. They're legit.

Their critical and popular success only reflects well on the Ducks having lost this year only to the Leinart-Bush dynasty. If we hadn't had the luck of playing USC this year, we might've been 11-0 and ranked AP #3 by now (maybe). Aside from that pesky fact, we went, ahem, 10-0.

 
10-1

More on this in a bit.


Friday, November 18, 2005
 
WHAT'S NEWS IS NEWS

For the top headlines inside the Beltway, I guess you can go see The Hotline or The Note or the Washington Post. But what's the top story in Lexington, Kentucky? Lucky for you, I am a connoisseur of news. When it's relevant, it's just relevant:


Click on the above to read more. If you've come this far, you might as well get it over with.


Thursday, November 17, 2005
 
THE SOUNDS OF SCIENTOLOGY

Now, that was the best episode in quite some time. Trey Parker and Matt Stone dared Scientology to sue them — literally. If you're too impatient to wait either for the repeat or the torrent to finish downloading, Radar Online has a bit of the back story.

Radar also raises the point that Chef is voiced by Isaac Hayes, noted Scientologist. Chef hasn't really been an integral character for a few seasons now, but are they trying to give him a reason to walk?

For another worthwhile Scientology takedown, see Mark Ebner in Spy Magazine's Feb. 1992 issue. It begins:
I am an ex-drug addict who has solicited prostitutes in my day. I've also masturbated and inhaled at the same time, and I have been arrested more than once in my life. I dropped out of high school, and I've been under psychiatric care. Oh yeah, and I owe the IRS roughly six thousand dollars that they are well aware of.

In the language of Scientologists, the above information reflects what they include in their "Dead Agent Packs" — dossiers of all the dirt they dig up on people critical of their "religion." Often they disseminate damaging information like this to the friends, family, landlords, and employers of anyone who dares speak of — or worse, publish — anything derogatory about the "church." So what I'm doing here is Dead Agenting myself before we begin, beating them to the punch.
How can you not want to read an article that begins like that?

Anyway, Steve Fishman may have already inoculated Comedy Central/Paramount/Viacom from a lawsuit, but they still deserve credit for letting this episode air.


Wednesday, November 16, 2005
 
ZINGED

On the new "South Park," just a few minutes ago (rush transcript):
Kyle: "I got a Jake Plummer card!"
Cartman: "Oh man, I got a crappy AJ Feeley again!"
For those of us who remember Feeley's college days, I think we're all surprised — and maybe a bit impressed — that he made the NFL in the first place, let alone that five years later, he's still there. Oh, and his girlfriend isn't so bad, either.

 
I AM SHOCKED, SHOCKED!

Slate's Jack Shafer goes in search of the telltale sign that the Boomers have surrendered control of the media to the post-boomers. He gets some good answers from his under-40 acquaintances, but I didn't know he'd get one this good:
Josh Levin crosses the decency line by calling my attention to the "shocker," the hand gesture young people use in the presence of their elders to 1) disrespect them and 2) show how clueless the old fogies (read: boomers) are. When the shocker appears in a New York Times headline, we'll know the boomers have been vanquished.
I too cross the lines of decency just to point out that I once did my small part in promoting the shocker's rise to semi-prominence, in the XIl-XIII edition of the OC, perhaps not so coincidentally my last as chief editor:


I know whose hand that is, and for his own occupational security, I'll decline to mention him by name. But the guy in the garbage can, there's no use pretending that's not Pete Hunt.

P.S. — Are you surprised there's an entry for the shocker at Wikipedia? Me neither.


Monday, November 14, 2005
 
AT TEN AFTER TEN

Congratulations to my #10 Oregon Ducks, who this weekend fought their way back into the top ten in the all-powerful AP poll (well, all powerful until it's BCS time). My hat's off to backup quarterbacks Dennis Dixon and Brady Leaf, who traded series and and traded touchdown passes. And to Jordan Kent, the school's first 3-sport athlete in some time, who caught his first TD on Saturday. (He was already a hero for freeing up a scholarship to let us pick up a great JC transfer in Churchill Odia.)

If I have one complaint about that game, it's that while it was a very good game, it really shouldn't have been. The Ducks are now 9-1, and the Cougars haven't beaten a Pac-10 team this season. Yeah, yeah, so they've got one of the country's best running backs; there is no reason that game had to be won by a single field goal.

But hey, at least I'm happier with the Ducks than I am with the Redskins.

UPDATE — Jeez, how could I forget to mention the fact that Joey started again yesterday (only on account of Jeff Garcia being injured), and what's more, threw 3 touchdowns and zero picks in a game the Lions actually won? Well, now I've remembered. Well done. Here's hoping you get a few more chances, and manage to start over somewhere else.


Saturday, November 12, 2005
 
MAKING THE ROUNDS

Welcome to the latest series at the Washington Canard: an occasional round-up of blogs from around DC and by people I know who live elsewhere. I'm expecting this will be a Saturday thing, although it may end up being a Sunday thing, or even a next Saturday thing. Who knows? Nor will it always be this long, at least not if I want to keep it up. I also haven't come up with a decent name for this series, and suggestions are welcome. This is an experiment, and I don't quite know how well it will work. Anyway, if you've got a few mintues, follow me:
  • I've always found the signage in the Metro to be somewhat confusing, especially at Gallery Place-Chinatown, but Mike Grass' Washington Oculus highlights one at the station that hadn't occurred to me.

  • DCist's Martin Austermuhle — whom I believe is technically an employee of Hugo Chavez -- points out some ridiculous DC-geographic mistakes on TV and in some Metro-related local advertising.

  • Jesse Walker at Hit and Run points out that Krist Novoselic's political career is finally starting to take off — he hasn't been elected dog catcher, but it's close.

  • Also straddling the Beltway and Pacific NW is National Reviewer Eric Pfeiffer, guesting at Wonkette. He picks up on a "Jarhead"-related post by Brandon Hartley/Welcome to Blog/Blog/laurabush.info/pick one and stick with it.

  • Cato policy analyst Will Wilkinson is calling for a "mindblowing contrarian essay arguing that not only do we need Cheney as POTUS, but that he can win." Which he would find hilarious.

  • At some time during the past year or two, Dan Atkinson has publicly disclaimed belonging to any "blogosphere." Well, that must have changed, because now he's using the word "MSM."

  • I predict that by sometime in mid-December Matthew Yglesias' Typepad blog is going to be an all-NBA, only-NBA website.

  • NFLL has the best pictures of any blog I have ever seen. Every single post, but this one in particular.

  • I'm always amused at the misplaced hostility of the commenters at Hotline On Call.

  • Ball Wonk gets the goods on next year's Nats uniforms — from a "former Hill staffer," or so he reports.

  • J. J. Joe Jr. considers the historical significance of Paris Hilton: "Speaking of myths and ridiculousness ... doesn't it smack of something ridiculous that Paris Hilton gets involved with guys who are probably heirs to the same fortunes involved in the Peloponnesian War?"

  • One of the things I enjoy most about current Deutschland resident Morgen Morgan is the way she casually knocks down the elitist American opinion that Europe is so much better than the U.S. If you like convenience, stay stateside.

  • The Myth of Eternal Return wins this week's prize for the hap-hap-happiest blog post. [Update: Permalink may not work. The main blog link is here. Look for the Nov. 8 entry.]

  • Now that he's a civilian and a college student, Bryan Roberts has no excuse not to start blogging again.

  • The Portland Not-Quite-Daily learns the hard way that you should write long posts in a text editor instead of the Blogger interface. Meanwhile, the blog certainly certainly succeeds in fulfilling the promise of its name.

  • When James F moved to the Beltway, he found that he hated the place enough to start a blog called Why I Hate DC, and his hatred has not waned in the intervening years. He recently came thisclose to a Microsoft job in Seattle, but was not hired; let the DC-hating recommence.

  • Zerlesen, whose life and work spans the Anglosphere, has voted with his feet and is not moving to Kansas. Nor has he likely has seriously considered doing so.

  • Oregon Commentator editor Ian Spencer isn't sure who's being stupider — the college student who criminally implicated himself in a posting at Facebook, or the communications professor who thinks the police shouldn't use Facebook as an investigative resource.

  • I never did get around to carving the pumpkin I bought last month, but Kenny went all-out, even carving the first jack-o-lantern I've ever seen that includes a reference to "The Simpsons."

  • The Weekly Standard's Vic Matus brings to my attention the recently-discovered ancient alligator Dakosaurus; through the magic of computer rendering, which has already brought us an androgynous-looking Tut, we can determine that Dakosaurus was one scary-looking bastard.

  • I didn't know this until just now, but apparently The One-Handed Economist is actually Batman.
Well, that wasn't so bad. Let's do this again sometime.


Wednesday, November 09, 2005
 
GREAT SCAMS OF THE INTERNET

Here we have the complete correspondence to date between myself and one alleged "Allan Chungu." As you will shortly see, I wasn't trying to lure this guy (or Madame Philomenia Chungu, whichever) into a pointless pen pal relationship, but that is what transpired.

This exchange was where I got the idea of doing this "great scams" series, so I may have to write back to more spammer/scammers and see what I get. But maybe next time I won't use my work account. Best not to mess with persons unknown using your real name; if you saw "Punch Drunk Love," you'll know what I'm talking about. And I'm not that good with a baseball bat.

Ahem. Installment the second begins with an e-mail that I still haven't bothered to filter through Altavista:
Time: Mon 9/19/2005 7:08 AM
From: Mme PHILOMENIA MALILWE CHUNGU. [philomenia_002@yahoo.fr]
Subject: assistance

Repondez dans ma boite electronique je vous prie
(philomenia_002@yahoo.fr )
Côte d'ivoire
Abidjan
Afrique occidentale
Je souhaite demander pour votre aide dans l'exécution d'une transaction financière. Je souhaite investir dans la fabrication et la gestion de biens immobiliers dans votre pays.
J'ai dix sept million cinq cents mille dollarsaméricains(17,500,000$USA) que je voudrais investir dans la transaction et vous en contre partie de votre aide en recevant les fonds sur votre compte dans votre pays. Je vous donnerai généreusement 15% de toute la somme pour votre aide. veuillez s'il vous plait me contacter immédiatement sur mon adresse privée E-mail:(philomenia_002@yahoo.fr)pour
davantage d'explication.
En attendant votre réponse immédiates
Que Dieu vous benisse
Respectueusement
Mme PHILOMENIA MALILWE CHUNGU.

I wasn't in the habit of responding to scams when I sent this (big mistake, I now realize). At the time it was just for my own amusement:
Time: Mon 9/19/2005 9:07 AM
From: Yours truly
Subject: RE: assistance

I don't speak French. Is there a chance you could try ripping me off en Anglais?
So he's telling me there's a chance. Yes!!:
Time: Mon 9/19/2005 9:59 AM
From: philomenia chungu [philomenia_002@yahoo.fr]
Subject: sorry

ok sorry for the french my mother is speak french we need your assistance if you want to assist us then i we tell my mother ok my name is allan chungu hope to hear from you soon

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It takes some kind of cold heart to turn down a plea for help such as this. What else could I do, but tell him to make it snappy:
Time: Mon 9/19/2005 10:00 AM
From: Yours truly
Subject: RE: sorry

Hello Mr. Chungu. What do I need to do to assist you in assisting me in lightening my wallet? Please respond post haste! I am a very busy man!
I felt like a good person. But now, he was asking for more:
Time: Wed 9/21/2005 8:35 AM
From: philomenia chungu [philomenia_002@yahoo.fr]
Subject: THANKS

THANK YOU SIR SIR FOR YOUR MAIL ANY WAY I WILL LIKE YOU TO CALL ME ON THE PHONE BECAUSE THE INTERNET IS NOT SAVE FOR ME WHAT I WANT TO DISCUSS WITH YOU IS VERY CONFIDENTIAL AND SECRET.I REALLY APPRECITE IF YOU CAN CALL ME WHENEVER YOU ARE LESS BUSY OR YOU CAN GIVE YOUR NUMBER SO WILL CAN GET TAKING .MY NUMBER IS+22508476724 AWAITE YOUR QUICK RESPONSE SORRY FOR ALL THE STRESS.

MAY GOD REWARD YOU BACK

ALLAN.

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Hey, I'm a good guy and all, but I'm not paying for long distance phone calls just to find out which way the scam is going. So I put it as nice as I could:
Time: Wed 9/21/2005 8:41 AM
From: Yours truly
Subject: RE: THANKS

Thank you very much for your heartening reply. Unfortunately I do not know if I will be able to call you. Regrettably, I was born with no mouth. This makes speaking over the telephone very difficult. I do have vocal cords and if I held the phone up to my neck you could possibly make out my words, but this may be unsatisfactory.

However, it is possible that I could set up my computer to speak for me. Would this be possible?

P.S. Are you sure the Internet is not SAVE? What if your phones are tapped??? Because I will have to use my computer to talk with you anyway. I’m just trying to help!
Lucky for me, Mr. Chungu was amenable to my request:
Time: Thu 9/22/2005 6:13 AM
From: philomenia chungu [philomenia_002@yahoo.fr]
Subject: FROM ALLAN

thank you sir thank for your mail all is understood well i can question you just of the condition you gave any please kindly make a way we can both talk well i have a private box which i dont give to nobody please sir always write me from there i will be happy we strat what i have for you for me .when i recieve your mail i will give you little detail what i want you to do for me from there we can commence on it.

thanks a lot for your willingness to help me there is a saying he who laugh last laugh best,he who sow,shall reap.so my father please dont forsake me, at end i promise we shall all smile in good faith that i promise you.

bye

may GOD IN IS INFINITY MERCI GRANT YOU GRACE .........AMEN

BYE MY FATHER

ALLAN.

REPLY BACK TO THIS EMAIL BOX:(allanchungu1972@yahoo.fr)

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I would like to say that I sent back another snappy reply, but the truth is I just forgot about it. Maybe I should e-mail him again.

(Insert cheesy minute-hand screen wipe.)

There, done. I'll let you know if I hear anything.

P.S. — After posting this, I decided to go see what Google knew about these characters. Turns out I'm not the first to get an e-mail from the mysterious Mdme who, curiously, spells her name with an "I." And Allan tells me that she is alive and well, but in a message posted to the China Daily bulletin board early this summer, he says his mother is long dead! You just can't trust these foreign scammers anymore.


Tuesday, November 08, 2005
 
ELECTION NIGHT

Whoooo!!! Lots of fun here so far, thanks to this whole election thing that's going on. But what can I say? If you're along with my deal-with-it point of view, there's really nothing to be said. But, what happens with all of the craziness going on this weekend? I don't know. Tap me on the shoulder, and I will tell you. Let's argue some more. But until then, don't be too shocked or dispirited if I just check out and do what I would have anyway.

UPDATE — If you can figure out what the above is supposed to mean, please let me know.


Monday, November 07, 2005
 
AND BY GUM, IT PUT THEM ON THE MAP

For anyone who thinks those continent-wide photos showing the nighttime lights are fascinating, the looping Quicktime file linked below should blow your mind:


If you can't cough up more than a bemused "huh" for the meager achievements of mankind, then maybe the butterfly-affected, theoretically chaotic patterns of mother Nature over time is more to your liking. Click:


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Saturday, November 05, 2005
 
WELL, IT'S AN OLDIE WHERE I COME FROM

Have you been celebrating the Gold anniversary of November, 5, 1955? It's the day that Emmett "Doc" Brown invented time travel — slipped off the terlot, conked his noggin, and envisioned the flux capacitor. It's what makes time travel possible.

I first saw "Back to the Future" on VHS one evening in the mid-1980s. My parents had a dinner party in the other room, and they granted to let me watch this PG movie which had apparently become a widely-seen and -regarded film. Me, I'd found the movie I've called my favorite ever since. I've seen it more times than any other film, to be sure.

And lucky enough, an astute programmer at TBS had scheduled the movie for this afternoon, so I even got to watch part of it today. Check your local listings.


Friday, November 04, 2005
 
UPDATE TO THE UPDATE

A couple more additions to the "Foreign Affairs" section of the blogroll, in one case, literally:

I can't believe I hadn't yet added the blog of an old friend from high school, Chase Melendez. For any readers who might recognize the name, he's now a web designer in Santa Fe, and his artwork is currently featured on the cover of a design magazine in Scotland.

Also being added is Echopraxia, the blog of a fellow snark enthusiast likely known well to most readers here. For what it's worth, countrymen once conquered Scotland, and who is currently (or just finished, or is about to begin) drinking heavily and blogging from his new apartment balcony in The Antipodes.

So there we have it. I knew I was forgetting somebodies.


Tuesday, November 01, 2005
 
GREAT SCAMS OF THE INTERNET

As longtime readers will know, for some time I've had an ongoing feature called "Great Spams of the Internet" — basically just posting amusing or perplexing spam e-mails I've received, followed by a snarky reply. Eventually it occurred to me, why not try to engage my spammers/scammers? It certainly couldn't result in any more spam (could it?) and it might even annoy them enough to take me off the list.

Only in one case have I got a response back, but I'll have to go digging for it. In the meantime, consider this one the first, from late last week:
    From: Douglas Morris [mailto:douglasmorris1@msn.com]
    Sent: Fri 10/28/2005 11:44 PM
    To: douglasmorris1@msn.com
    Subject: Cooperation

    Hello,
    I am contacting you to partner with me in respect of transfer of certain funds, which is being held in a floating account in my organization, Fountain Securities , in Madrid Spain. I am privileged to have full knowledge of the availability of this fund due to my function and position in the organization at present. I have to contact you because it is imperative for me have the cooperation of a foreigner to be able to transfer the fund out of my country. This fund, was deposited by Mr. George Martins, who died in 1994 without leaving any information of any next of kin to inherit the fund. The account therefore has not been operated since his death.

    The total amount involved is Fifteen Million American Dollars. My name is Douglas Morris. I would give the details of the transfer process if I receive your response and am convinced that you are willing and dependable to carry out the transaction with me in absolute confidentiality. We have to establish mutual trust such that it will be glaring to both parties that we could work with open mind. On transfer of the fund into your account,your share would be 25% of the total sum while the rest part would be for me and I intend to invest the major part of my share in your country with your assistance.

    I would appreciate if you could respond to me on my more private email:dougmorris01@k.ro. Kindly state your telephone number so that I could call you too.

    I await your response.

    Sincerely.
    Douglas Morris.
What luck! I replied with enthusiasm commensurate with the offer:
    From: [Me]
    To: dougmorris01@k.ro
    Subject: RE: Cooperation

    I would like Fifteen Million American Dollars!

    And best of all, I am super duper trustworthy!

    Please call Me NOW at 202-266-7104!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    You will NOT be disapppppointed!?!
And yet... nothing. That's even my real office fax number!

What a rip-off. Guess this means I can't trust the Internet.

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