Artificial intelligence, writing and cooking

The publishing company Hachette announced last week it was pulling Shy Girl by Mia Ballard because it had been flagged as possibly AI-written. Ballard’s defense is that she wrote it herself, then “an acquaintance she hired to edit the self-published version of the novel had used A.I.”

This reminds me of the occasional cop-out that “it wasn’t me, it was my ghostwriter!” After televangelist Pat Robertson wrote the viciously anti-semitic New World Order (the Illuminati composed of international Jewish bankers are gaining control of the United States!) one of his associates told a reporter that it wasn’t Robertson at fault — he has the book’s ghost-written. Which I can believe. However if it’s Robertson’s name on the book (or Hilary Clinton’s, or Jeff Bezos, or whoever’s), he owns it. Period. I’m also quite sure if a ghostwriter had put anything in print that Robertson genuinely objected to — endorsement of gay rights or feminism, say — it would not have seen the light of day.

According to Shy Girl readers the book’s AI tells include “generic and confusing metaphors and repetitive phrasing.” If that was the work of Ballard’s editor, why didn’t she notice? Did she accept them without thinking? Did she think they were an improvement? No way does she come out of this looking good.

Stepping away from that specific case, I’m reminded of a book I read some years back, Laura Shapiro’s Something From the Oven. It’s a food history that recounts how starting in the 1950s, the food industry embraced the idea that cooking was becoming passé. Why would anyone want to put in the work or endure the kitchen mess when modern science had supplanted cooking. All you needed was a condensed soup in a can. Or dehydrated meals. Or frozen meals. Or TV dinners. Or microwavable meals. A lot of food kit advertising falls into this vein.

The death of cooking would have worked out great for the industry: more processed is more profitable. Instead, people kept cooking. Today it’s perfectly possible to eat healthy without ever cooking (expensive, but possible): frozen meals, food kids, DoorDash to deliver from restaurants. People still cook. A lot of people enjoy it.

That’s not a putdown of people who use short cuts. I use occasional microwave meals and I buy bread in between baking sessions. I have recipes for veggie burgers but why bother when there are perfectly good premade veggie burgers? The rest of the time I cook because I enjoy it. Yes it’s more work but that’s part of the satisfaction. It’s fun and rewarding.

AI companies want us to believe that writing is a burden. Why not employ their LLMs, then we can take the effort off our shoulders? It’s just like when society replaced the horse-and-buggy with the car — free the human horses! Except we are not horses tied to a wagon against our will; it’s more akin to people who choose to run marathons. Yes, it’s less exertion or strain to get in a car; doing it easy isn’t the point. The challenge is part of the fun. Miranda Yaver makes a similar point.

The food industry was never able to kill cooking. Convenience food wound up serving our needs instead. Let’s hope the same is true with LLMs.

In other news:

AI as a tool for worker surveillance.

LLM art steals from others. Which makes it ironic an AI artist is outraged people are stealing his work.

The Toddler administration’s goals for LLMs are apparently bad ones. Perhaps more AI deepfake videos of their political enemies?

AI does not grasp history.

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A sort-of defense of men

As I’ve mentioned before, the belief that society can’t exist without hierarchy — is one of the obstacles to equality. If you believe one race/religion/gender/orientation must rank over others, then equality is impossible: feminists and civil rights activists really want to turn the tables and make women and POC the superior class. Hence the many stories I’ve read over the years where women’s equality translates into men reduced to slavery or at least being forced to stay home and clean all day.

On top of which, patriarchy makes men stupid. It tells them a system that’s still predominantly shaped to their needs and interests is right and natural — they deserve to be in charge, to not be slut-shamed the way women are, to have their wife or partner handle most of the cooking, cleaning and childcare. It’s awfully tempting not to question a system that tells you something like that. And as Celeste Davis points out in some of her posts at Matriarchal Blessing, equality gains women status and power compared to patriarchy. For men it’s not only that equality feels like oppression, it’s that if they’re doing “women’s work” or filling a “woman’s role” then they’re no longer Real Men. Not to mention their buddies might make fun of them for being girly. As Davis says, it’s difficult for men to swim against that tide.

However there’s more to the tide than merely guys not wanting equality. As Susan Faludi pointed out 35 years ago, the backlash against feminism has been consistent and ongoing since the 1980s. A lot of that backlash is directed at women but a lot of it preaches to men too. It assures them there’s no need to listen to women — they’re so irrationally angry.

The religious right in the 1980s began preaching the women belong in the kitchen. The Reagan administration pined for the 1950s, when men had their (supposedly) rightful place as family head (an illusion that lives on today). When sexual harassment became a legal concept, there were plenty of articles about how men were miserable at work, terrified of being sued; there were a lot fewer articles about women feeling safer. Rush Limbaugh preached the evils of all things liberal, including feminism, and like many conservative pundits claimed a woman’s no can mean yes. Warren Farrell’s Myth of Male Power claimed men are the truly oppressed gender and presented rape as a woman having “more sex than expected,” the equivalent of eating too many potato chips at a sitting.

Gen Z men are more sexist than Boomers and Gen X, longing for a marriage where they’re the boss (though apparently a wife working outside the home and acting tradwife inside it is their idea) and bring home a breadwinner wage. Never mind that even in the 1950s, not everyone had a breadwinner wage or lived in a one-earner family; in the 21st century economy, it’s even less likely. Which Noosphere at the link suggests is one reason men long for a home in which they can have the authority and status that’s their due.

There is no shortage of influencers, pundits and online shitbags to tell them this. Matt Walsh, Allie Beth Stuckey, Suzanne Venker, Andrew Tate, James Taranto at the Wall Street Journal. Plenty of others who will insist white men can’t get jobs any more. Extremists like neo-Nazi Andrew Anglin who use misogyny as a marketing tool. The Heritage Foundation embraces it as policy. Mainstream voices who think incels have a point when they demand the redistribution of women. Or claim that women had more liberty in the 1800s. Or that AI will improve men’s prospects because it will take women’s jobs first.

The religious right’s positions haven’t gotten any less misogynist: they’re shiny, happy people who preach absolute male authority as the will of god. It’s easy to focus on slime like Andrew Tate; this shit is equally harmful. No surprise Joseph Duggar (brother to infamous sibling-molester Josh) has been accused of sexual activity with a minor. Bethel Church prophet (their designation, not mine) Ben Armstrong allegedly sexually abused a 23 year old years ago, describing himself as “her spiritual father.” The church later portrayed it as an “affair.” William Wolfe is a Southern Baptist who wants to impose his Christian morality on everyone; by his standards allowing women to preach is a much more serious problem than the church’s rape-and-cover-up scandal. He clams his views are God’s views; if that were true (I do not believe God is a misogynist rape-apologist), then I think it’s time to say, a la Huckleberry Finn, “Stop the rapes and go to hell for it.” It’s not surprising more Christian women seek help from therapists than pastors.

Not that Christianity is unique. All kinds of power structures give men the power to abuse women; women in similar positions can abuse their subordinates but it doesn’t seem to be as common (i.e., power matters but gender appears to matter too). Legendary labor leader Cesar Chavez abused women and assaulted underage girls; he was a power in his movement and it went unchecked. Hispanics who admired him are now having to deal with his evil side. Kevin Levin looks at how schools named for Chavez should approach the issue. Columnist Gustavo Arellano discusses separating the man from the cause.

Talking about Chavez, Jill Filopovic looks at another form of backlash, the claims women are really the ones in power (Farrell built his whole book around that premise): “It’s bullshit. And this insistence on eclipsing where real power lies and how real power manifests is precisely why men like Chavez got away with horrific crimes, and with many smaller indignities and acts of misogyny. This denial of small-time interpersonal misogyny is how we get denials of horrific abuses — a good man would never believe himself to be more powerful than his wife; a good man would never harm the girls and women around him; being honest about what we see in front of us would create a fissure in a good family, bring down a good movement.”

Endless propaganda doesn’t excuse those who buy into it. None of what I’ve said excuses Epstein, Cosby, or the countless unnamed rapists, harassers and misogynists we never hear about. At the same time, I do believe the problem with achieving equality runs deeper than an innate male resistance to change.

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The hippies didn’t save physics but they did save food: two books

HOW THE HIPPIES SAVED PHYSICS: Science, Counterculture and the Quantum Revival by David Kaiser (the Atom cover was the closest to a physics image I had handy) argues that when the pre-WW II physics community pondered quantum physics, they wondered what it could all mean. Then the Manhattan Project and the push for applied science in the Cold War provided a rush of funding but for practical, applied physics — don’t worry about how the weirdness of subatomic particles makes sense, just crunch numbers!

By the 1960s, funding was dwindling. A new crop of researchers interested in Eastern mysticism and parapsychology began looking at how it all fit together — could Bell’s Theorem that electrons could interact somehow at a distance explain psi-powers like Uri Geller? This drew attention and funding from everyone from the CIA to EST-founder Werner Erhard; in the end, the wild new ideas didn’t lead to anything but they did spark fresh interest in asking “how does it work?”

The idea all of this saved physics is a bit of a stretch. I had a bigger problem in that it’s focused more on the researchers’ counter-culture lives (hanging out at Esalen, attending EST workshops) and I wanted more of the wild physics (quantum mechanics and nonlocality really are weird, wild shit). So a disappointment.

Happily looking for that book in the library catalog introduced me to the more interesting HIPPIE FOOD: How Back-to-the-Landers, Longhairs and Revolutionaries Changed the Way We Eat by Jonathan Kauffman

Kauffman takes us back to the days when soup came in cans, white bread, white rice and white flour were the norm, and cereal was full of sugar. In the 1960s and 1970s, stuff I can now find in Publix or Harris Teeter, such as granola or tofu, were weird, exotic and not terribly appealing.

Change came from a variety of sources, even before the hippies were a thing. Pre-WW II, health reformers and mystic were touting the benefits of fresh food over canned and whole wheat flour over white, though as with The Great American Medicine Show, the sensible advice was mixed in with crackpot ideas and assurances about achieving perfect health (balance yin and yang in your diet and you’ll never get sick!). In the hippie age these ideas really flourished as food co-ops, anti-capitalists and farmers growing something called “organic vegetables” embraced similar ideas. This time they caught on. However the dreams of transforming agribusiness didn’t come to pass: instead, the capitalist system incorporated the ideas and foods and kept going. Many ventures found they had to turn a profit to keep operating; back-to-the-land advocates discovered that when crops fail due to storms or weather, you get very hungry. More informative than the physics book and occasionally amusing (some of the debates over how to proceed remind me of political arguments in college).

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It’s only a nightmare charlie brown

Every year, the Carolina Theatre in downtown Durham hosts the Nevermore Film Festival showcasing horror movies. Typically since the pandemic we manage to catch one film or stream a couple; it’s a lot harder to go hang out there for a weekend when we have to walk dogs. This year, our pick was It’s Only A Nightmare Charlie Brown, the festival’s name for the animated shorts block.

In The Creature of the Deep a lesbian college student grudgingly endures her parents dragging her to her uncle’s home on spring break. Then it turns out she’s there to be her generation’s sacrifice to the underwater horror the family worships …

113 Words for You Today is set on a mining planet where speech is tightly rationed, and one miner is doing his best to save al his words for an evening phone call.

Dungeon Crawler has a woman pick up an old Atari adventure game (the director said in the Q&A that it’s not the only Haunted Atari film out there), somehow connect it up to her computer but hmm, some of the warnings and instructions seem … ominous. Striking, partly because the director uses the voice actor’s real eyes in the animated body to create an uncanny valley effect.

In the extremely creepy The Other, a woman goes looking for her husband and finds him under the bed, hiding — but from what?

The Paper Ghost has Edgar Allan Poe literally pouring his heart out to bring him closer to the dead spirit of his lost love.

Elvira pits a killer in a farming community against a psychic crime-solving rooster.

Foreign Bodies has a woman scratch her skin. Her skin peels back and things crawl out …

The Last Bell is a relatively straight horror story: a vampire hunter warns his wife if he returns after the midnight chimes ring out, he’s been turned. He arrives exactly as the bells finish — should she let him in?

In Lights, kindly little aliens help out an inventor; I liked this, though TYG is right that it’s not at all horror.

The thought of Moving from his home outrages a tween to the point he turns to stone; what’s his family to do?

In Hellwriting, a teacher discovers bad handwriting is the least of her problems with the dark things the students are writing. This was the weakest — it needed some sort of explanation or rationalization to work.

And in A Voice in the Mist, an old woman and her plucky dog protect a young girl from the local sirens.

Links to some past Nevermore viewing here and here (I know there’s more but I haven’t time to find the links).

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One of my goals for 2026 was to have a cool, fun birthday

I think that one goes in the “unachieved” pile.

Last weekend we trimmed Plushie’s fur, getting rid of all the mats and tangles. Given his bum leg, it seemed safer than taking him to a groomer where he’d end up standing a lot longer. We did it in the backyard, leaving lots of fur behind. Maybe that stressed him out which stressed out his digestive system. Sunday night, Plushie’s diarrhea returned. I realized this when he climbed off the bed and tried to run downstairs; I got dressed, not in time, and took him out after he’d done his business on the carpet. Again, later.

(Dudley’s before photo)

Monday night I couldn’t sleep; the conviction I’d have to wake up and clean up the mess alongside TYG got into my head and I couldn’t get rid of it. It turned out nothing happened; however during the first half of the week we did keep having to clean up small leakages. And then clean whatever sheets or towels he’d been sitting on. This takes time. So not a smooth week.

On my birthday eve, I slept like a log and woke up the next morning refreshed. Still, it wasn’t practical to go out and do anything other than necessary errands during the day. I wound up doing a little bit of writing, a little bit of reading, kind of an odd mishmash. However I did accomplish something that pleased me: my passport expires next month and I finally got a digital photo that passed muster, courtesy of the local FedEx office. Completed the online paperwork, now it’s done.

(the After photo)

In the evening we went to Cheesecake Factory which proved indulgently satisfactory. I got a couple of good gifts too, which I’ll mention when I get around to reading them. Overall a decent day but not a birthday for the ages. Next year!

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, we took Plushie to the vet Thursday. They gave us some fresh drugs that seem to have stopped him up. He’s much happier and brighter, which is good.

Despite the demands of the Plush One, and being nearly exhausted for a couple of days, the writing went well. 11,000 words on Let No Man Put Asunder. As it seems to be going well, I’m going to continue working with it and finish this draft possibly by May, then ask for beta readers in my writers’ group (with food in return for reading, as is our standard practice). That was all the writing I got done, but I’m pleased with it. I do see a problem developing, which I’ll discuss sometime soon; as I’m seeing it, I imagine I can deal with it.

On the down side, The Local Reporter is dropping back to monthly publication, one or maybe two stories per reporter per month. Financially that’s a hit; I’ll need to start looking for other gigs immediately. Not that we’re in any peril of running out of cash but I take pride in contributing to the family finances. I’m pessimistic this will work — shrinking coverage isn’t usually going to draw more readers — but I choose to hope they know better.

As for Atomic Junkshop, I discuss unresolved plotlines, Stan Lee’s propensity for mythmaking and what comic books were like in the DCU after the Crisis on Infinite Earths.

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Goodbye amaryllis

As I mentioned in January, TYG’s mum got us an amaryllis.

It turned out really pretty.

Nothing lasts forever, though.

I thought that would be the end. After perusing some articles I’ve learned that with care the amaryllis can last through the year until it blooms next spring. They’re not all in agreement how to do it but pruning the dead stems is definitely the next step.

This isn’t the ideal place for it, for various reasons related to how I arrange my office. However this is the only room with both sufficient sunlight and where I can keep the cats out, as amaryllis is toxic to cats. I shall adapt.

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Biden will never get as much credit as he deserves

I suspect that like many presidents, it will take time to assess Joe Biden’s term in office — good? Good enough? Bad? And that’s assuming we remain a country where serious assessment is possible rather than telling the Necrotic Toddler “Oh, all the presidents before you sucked! You are the bestest, most wonderful president ever!”

Certainly he did plenty wrong. Immigration policy too strict (and that didn’t stop Republicans lying about Completely Open Borders) We needed an attorney general willing to prosecute the Toddler for 1/6, for instance, and Merrick Garland wasn’t. While Biden seemed to grasp how extreme the Republicans had become — I didn’t see any real attempt to compromise and make nice on most issues — we needed more aggressive anti-fascist action (I don’t know what that would be, though). Still I think he accomplished a lot that was good, particularly given the Republican SCOTUS and Democrats’ slim control of the Senate.

The inspiration for this post was a long rant on FB saying the reason Biden lost was that life in America is terribly frustrating for many people, whether from inflation, sexual harassment, the frustration of dealing with corporate America and on going enshittification. The Democratic response was “no, things are pretty good,” which was less effective than the Republican”everything’s wrong because of immigrants, DEI and trans people!”

Perhaps there is some truth to that — a visionary president with some game-changing ideas might have been what we needed (I’m assuming the poster wants something likes that rather than a Clintonesque “I feel your pain.”) Then again, it may be the common assumption that “if the candidate had only embraced my preferred policies, they’d have won,” whether those policies be Medicare for All, taxing the rich or throwing trans people under the bus. The Toddler won on his hatemongering platform; it’s not doing him much good now.

The counter-argument to the post, as countless radicals and reformers discovered in the 1960s and 1970s, is that visionary change takes a lot of work. As Sara Davidson says in Loose Change, the radical left dreamed of smashing the system and building back better. The center held. However, she says, the smaller scale changes were not insignificant: the Vietnam War ended, Nixon out of office, the draft ended, women legally shielded from discrimination in the workplace (yes, I know discrimination still exists but the legal baseline is still important), the Voting Rights Act and other civil rights protections in place.

Likewise, Biden did a lot of stuff to make the system work better for people. Removing medical debt from credit reports. Student loan forgiveness (something the Supreme Court struck down, alas). Lowering prescription drug prices for seniors (“In 2018, the average list price of a month’s worth of insulin was $12 in Canada, $11 in Germany, and $7 in Australia. In the U.S., it was $99.”). Pardoning veterans convicted by the military for gay sex. Over at Lawyers Guns and Money, Erik Loomis has ranked Biden as the best pro-labor president in his lifetime (I don’t have the specific links), and with one of the most diverse cabinets. Loomis is a labor historian and he does not give compliments casually.

Kamala Harris’ proposal to let Medicare cover in-home care would have been another game changer. The financial gymnastics to get Medicare coverage when you need assisted living are insane, and require moving into a facility. If in-home care is covered, seniors could stay in their homes and kids caring for them — typically women — would have a big burden lifted off their backs.

While it didn’t directly benefit Americans, Biden massively restricting the use of drones in American operations was a huge deal. Under Obama and even more under the Toddler, we used drones with little restriction and shot up a lot of innocent people. Requiring presidential authorization to use them — and Biden didn’t grant it much — was an important step. So was ending our 20 years in Afghanistan and Iraq. Yes there was lots of horror and tragedy in the outcome; it was still the right choice.

That none of that closed the deal for Harris doesn’t prove Biden didn’t do enough for people. It’s possible, as the Atlantic says, that Biden didn’t promote his administration’s accomplishments enough. Or that policy, even popular policy, doesn’t influence voters as much as we assume. They’re more into “vibes” as some people put it, or convinced that even though their neighborhood is fine, there’s high crime and inflation everywhere else. To paraphrase one meme, the low-information voter isn’t someone who doesn’t understand alternative minimum tax, it’s someone who thinks the president could kill inflation tomorrow with one phone call.

The media is another factor. I remember one writer for the NYT admitting in 2024 that no, they hadn’t written anything about the positive economic news under Biden — but that would be working as Biden’s press agent! If he wants them to say good things about his policies, he needs to sit down in a one-on-one interview and tell them. Which I’m sorry, is bullshit; reporting good economic news is reporting, just like bad economic news. The Philly Tribune suggests the obsession with looking objective led the media to write unflattering coverage of Biden to show they were just as critical of him as of the Toddler — never mind that Biden was running things better. They seemed to focus, for similar reasons, on the worst parts of the Afghan and Iraq withdrawals.

The media also had no problem taking hack Republicans such as Bill Barr and presenting their “insights” — Biden’s border policies will destroy America! — as thoughtful assessments. Hell, Newt Gingrich still gets quoted occasionally in the press and he’s never been in anything but a loudmouthed jackass.

Then there was the massive focus on Is Biden Too Old? Is He Too Demented? As Rebecca Solnit says, the fact his administration ran smoothly to the finish shows he wasn’t too old or impaired to govern. That’s not to say having someone that old in office is a good thing; however the Toddler’s old too. Somehow as soon as Harris replaced Biden, the media decided candidate age was unimportant. The Toddler’s mental wandering never seemed to matter to the press; if Biden had sounded half as demented it would be fornt-page news.

Maybe there was a better campaign or better policies that would have turned the tide. Maybe with Kristin Synema and Joe Manchin blocking legislation in the senate and the Supreme Court gutting so many liberal policies, there was no better policy. Maybe a candidate who wasn’t a black woman — and I say that as someone who’d have loved to see Harris as Madame President — would have made a difference (though it’s worth remembering Hilary Clinton won the popular vote). Truthfully, I can’t guess. Biden made his share of mistakes and his immigration policies were stricter than I liked (and they still lied about him letting terrorists in from Mexico). He did a lot of good too, and he deserves to be acknowledged for that.

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Magic gets weird

As I wrote a couple of years back, part of the fun of the magical power in Southern Discomfort is that it’s based on Celtic faerie lore and doesn’t make much sense. Maria, Cohen and the other characters are dealing with stuff that has rules but they aren’t logical ones. At least, I hope it’s fun for everyone who reads it (soon, honestly); it’s definitely fun for me.

For me there’s a jarring sense of shock when magic genuinely doesn’t make sense. That’s not something I usually don’t feel reading fantasy, however, Point the wand or the staff, fire a magic bolt or create a protective shield; if you’ve read a lot of fantasy or comic books, that feels natural. It’s the logical way magic would work if it existed. It’s the same way cartoon characters running off a cliff and only falling when they notice they’re in mid-air, which would seem impossible if I saw it in real life, feels perfectly natural in a cartoon.

I don’t mean stories with logical magic alls uck. I love Harry Dresden, Harry Potter, Tracy Deonn’s Arthurian stories, Mary Stewart’s Merlin trilogy, all of which fit in that category. I’ve written a lot of fantasy in that vein myself. But I do get a real kick out of stories that make me feel I’m truly grappling with the impossible.

Case in point, Dan Flores in Coyote Nation recounts the tale of coyote taking a cross-country trip with a hunter. One night they make camp in a little valley called Vaginas Flying Through The Air. The name is literal: vaginas, dozens of them, are flying around overhead, no explanation given.

I have no idea how the original indigenous audience would have taken this. To me it’s mind-blowingly weird that this place is just a feature of the landscape. That’s the feeling I’m talking about.

Or consider this piece from the Mighty God King blog, discussing how the author would write Dr. Strange (part of a series; he’d have been good at it): “One day, you wake up, and blue is gone. I don’t mean blue things. The things are still there: bluebells, the sky and sea, various types of whales, the road uniforms for the Toronto Blue Jays, the Thing’s underwear. They just – aren’t blue any more. It’s not that the blue spectrum of light is missing, either. Things that are cyan or magenta are still cyan or magenta; the disappearance of blue hasn’t affected those colours of which blue is a root component. And that’s your first hint that this isn’t a problem science can solve. Here’s another: most people aren’t even noticing blue is gone.” That’s … weird. It’s almost hard to imagine. I love it.

It’s the same feeling I get from stories like Doctor Who: Warrior’s Gate where reality and time seem entirely out of joint, though for science fictional rather than fantasy reasons.

I don’t know if Southern Discomfort or anything else I write will pull of this effect. I’ll be delighted if I succeed.

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Your Tuesday Iran war update

In 2016, the media portrayed the Necrotic Toddler as the peace candidate, as opposed to the bloodthirsty warhawk Hilary Clinton. Siiiigh. The Toddler’s greatest ability has always been that people see him as whatever they want him to be, even though the truth of his rottenness has always been obvious. And of course if Clinton or Harris had broken off a war discussion to talk about fancy shoes, it would have been held up as proof women shouldn’t be in public office. Male privilege at its finest.

Of course the Toddler having Putin interfere in our elections proved an advantage too. And it’s still paying off: as the prospect of high oil prices looms, the Toddler’s lifting sanctions on Russian oil. Putin will undoubtedly give him a big belly scratch for being such a good doggy. Though covering his bases, the Toddler insists high energy prices don’t matter and “Axis Sally” Leavitt insists they’ll go way down as soon as we win. Oh he’s also speculating whether his war on Iran will somehow earn him the Nobel Peace Prize. Damn, he really wants a participation trophy. He’s also finding ways to milk the war for money.

Unsurprisingly despite the reckless efforts of the past year to gut every program that helps people, the administration has declared an unlimited military budget. Not that it’ll do much good: they did not plan for Iran mining the Strait of Hormuz. Whiny SecDef “Whisky Pete” Hegseth insists that’s a lie. I suspect he’s as uninterested in truth as his boss. He’s also outraged that press photographers don’t make him look good enough. When in doubt, whine the media are biased. FCC Chair Brendan Carr has gone further, warning the networks to provide more positive war news — or else (points to the usual odious Sen. Ron Johnson for pushing back)! The Toddler insists we will soon have the straits open as we’ve completely destroyed their military capacity. Oh, and while we’ve (allegedly) demolished one target “we may hit it a few more times just for fun.” Which fits with Hegseth declaring “no quarter asked or given.”

The Toddler is also whining that he expects Europe and others to help clear the Strait — “If there’s no response or if it’s a negative response I think it will be very bad for the future of NATO,” Says the man who threatened to take Greenland from Denmark and has spent much of his presidency grumbling how NATO sucks. So far, most of then are saying no. Which makes more sense than Hegseth saying the Strait is open — it’s only closed because Iran is bombing it. Well, yes.

And while we spend billions, cheap drones make Iran’s retaliations way more effective than they’d have been a few decades ago. Despite Hegseth’s fantasies about how testosterone-powered manly Americans will smash everything in their path. We have, however, proven very good at killing small girls, even though the school had an easy-to-find online presence. Hmm, is it possible cutting a program to minimize civilian casualties was a mistake? Not for Hegseth who thinks war should be brutal and bloodthirsty enough to make him feel manly. And I’m sure the Toddler doesn’t care.

And the Toddler understands nothing: “what’s become even more clear in the two weeks since is that Donald Trump doesn’t understand — and isn’t remotely interested in understanding — the reality of the situation in Iran. The administration’s entire gamble appears to be that Iran would be Venezuela — they could conduct a single night of strikes, decapitate the leadership, and then through geopolitical magic a Delcy Rodríguez figure would emerge to lead Iran peacefully and cooperatively.

Now that not-even-half-baked plan has failed to materialize, it’s clear that there’s no Plan B. Quite the contrary — we seem to have a US government that wakes up each day completely befuddled and surprised to find it’s involved in a conflict in Iran.”

Perhaps that’s why the best he can say about a satisfactory end to the war is “when I feel it in my bones.”

As several people have said, the Toddler is quite simply stupid. Completely stupid. Stupider than we imagine. He has no plan B because that would require thinking about consequences instead of doing whatever seems best for him at any given moment. As he’s always been able to buy, lie or bully his way out of a problem, he’s convinced there will never be any consequences for this approach. Alienating NATO? That’ll never cause any problems later, so why not? As Jamelle Bouie put it in his newsletter (no link, sorry), “Trump expected more or less instant success — a short conflict followed by regime change and another victory under his belt. The idea that there might be unintended consequences — and the fundamental reality that the Iranian government has both agency and the capacity to act — does not seem to have either troubled the president’s mind or figured much in the calculations of his closest advisers.”

This will not end well for anyone. Bouie, again: “But the world actually exists. Real lives are at stake. And his actions have weight that cannot be easily moved. There is no channel to change, and you can’t rewind the action. Trump made his foolhardy decision and now we must live with the consequences.”

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For Tuesday, three book covers I like

This Lou Feck cover makes me want to find out what the book is about.

This Frank Cazzorelli cover has a German expressionist quality to it, as if the woman’s terror were distorting the surroundings

This Richard Powers cover is from a Y/A book I read as a teen. It’s not as wild as many of his covers but it conveys the sense of Olympics+Science Fiction well.

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