Brad DeLong's Semi-Daily Journal (2004)

I don't get it either, and I'm a truffle-hunting pig.

It's about ABC's The Note, which always capitalizes Note, uses the phrase "Googling monkeys," and is incredibly self-referentially self-important, and likes to play inside baseball.

You mean, what does it mean beyond that? Who's flying at dawn?

Turning and truning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert
A shape with a lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?

“THE SECOND COMING”

Anyone ever get the feeling that Wonkette was over-rated?

Yeats just faxed me to fix the typo. Also, from Baghdad Burning: "all the mosques, Sunni and Shi'a alike, are calling for Jihad..."

I'd guess that she's referring to Charlie Cook, the editor of influential faxed political summary the Cook Report, which reported today that many GOP senators are preparing to challenge Bush on Iraq strategy. I'd further guess that she's got some inside skinny about Senators Lugar, Hegel or (most importantly) McCain preparing to deliver a body blow to the Boy Warrior in the form of a speech or comment on the Senate floor excoriating the situation wew find ourselves in.

Just a guess...;->

So it's not about The Hotline? The one part of it I thought I did know I didn't? How depressing...

Yeah, it's just another Wonkette dig at the Note. This one was ok, but the one comparing the Note with Dave Eggers was much more accurate, and much more funny.

The Note certainly has its faults, but it's not all bad. I wish that the people who wrote it had a bit more introspection vis-a-vis their job, though.

I think Brad's right and that she's referring to the NJ Hotline.

First, The Note is not prohibitively expensive nor is it unlinkable. And though the Hotline in its present incarnation is available on the web, it did begin as a daily fax.

Oh, then there's this, from today's National Journal Last Call: "A word to certain bloggers: Snark is like raw oysters. You enjoy them on certain occasions and when you know you can get good ones, but if they were all you ate they'd make you sick."

On Wonkette's site she is said by the Washingtonian to "Gleefully traffic in snarky gossip."

Replace "Washingtonian" with "Jack Shafer of Slate."

Lugar has his own Middle East Internationlly based policy.

http://lugar.senate.gov/pressapp/record.cfm?id=219740

Mr Bush could use some help but he does not usually take advice.

Speaking of Hegel, there is this by the philosopher: "At dusk, the owl of Minerva spreads its wings."

William,

Ever since Innes and McLuhan I've had trouble keeping those damned owls and falcons straight.

david, and what about red-tailed kites?

I've always seen the Hegel quotation, and still don't know what it means.

oh...I googled the phrase and Singer's website says it means: "philosophy understands reality only after the event. It cannot prescribe how the world ought to be."

cool.

I'll put four bucks on Cook Report in the sixth.

William Gordon: `Speaking of Hegel, there is this by the philosopher: "At dusk, the owl of Minerva spreads its wings."'

goethean: "I've always seen the Hegel quotation, and still don't know what it means."

It means hindsight is 20/20.

Or, more generally, that understanding is always long in coming.

Yeah, Wonkette purports to be a drunken slut, but she's just putting on airs. Really she's just a failed philosophy major.

Hm.

The pigeon of Thor flies at noon?

The loon of Bacchus flies around three-ish?

The partridge of --

GONG!

The Eagle has landed.
Mesopotamia. Kut.
Anybody remember Easter 1916. The Irish lost, or did they?

I think untelevised.org solves it:

Decoding Wonkette

For those scratching their head over Wonkette's "Blind Item" today, this should clarify a thing or two.

According to Jack Shafer of Slate Magazine:

Now, where I came from, if you intend to kill the puppy for fun, you must first make friends with it for a few days so there's a whiff of surprise when the slaughter arrives. Not so with Gawker and Wonkette. They're so fixated on the hunting of the snark that they're prepared to flame everybody to a crisp.

A mysterious entry in today's National Journal Last Call:

A word to certain bloggers: Snark is like raw oysters. You enjoy them on certain occasions and when you know you can get good ones, but if they were all you ate they'd make you sick.

And this similarly mysterious follow-up entry on Wonkette:

Sometimes we like to post things only about 500 Googling monkeys will get. So here goes:

Note to certain self-serious, enormously expensive, unlinkably elitist, faxed political summary composers: The falcon flies at dawn.

Though, sadly, Google was of no assistance. And I'll leave someone else to interpret the meaning of the falcon part.

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Aspirat primo Fortuna labori - Fortune smiles upon our first effort. (Virgil)

Suos cuique mos - Everyone has his customs. (Gellius)

Hoc est verum et nihili nisi verum - This is the truth and nothing but the truth

In posterum - Till the next day

Quo animo? - With what spirit? (or intent?)

Primum viveri deinde philosophari - Live before you philosophize, or Leap before you look