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…for pwning Jeff Faux and his protectionist agenda so very, very thoroughly:
Is there a way to interpret Jeff other than as a call to keep China a society of poor subsistence rice farmers as long as possible–keep them poor, barefoot, uneducated, and by no means allow them to work at any of the high-value manufacturing occupations we want to keep in the United States?
No, there isn’t. And this is what makes people like Faux – and John Edwards, and Sherrod Brown, and Byron Dorgan – so totally despicable.
This Lindsay Beyerstein article about the Edwards campaign’s attempts to recruit her to blog for them just floors me. She warned the Edwards campaign, at every point, of what would happen, and they just didn’t care. They didn’t think the religious right would pin everything Lindsey, Amanda, and Melissa wrote on them – even though Lindsey warned them that the right would. They were more than willing to let campaign bloggers keep their personal blogs – even as Lindsey warned them of how bad an idea that was. The whole thing shows a level of incompetence that is, frankly, the Bush administration writ very, very small. If Edwards runs his campaign this ineffectually, I can only imagine how bad his presidency would be.
Jim Henley‘s right: David Weigel’s post debunking the “15% lie” (i.e. the theory 15% more people say they’ll vote for a black candidate in a poll than actually do) was unfairly neglected. I realized its brilliance on first reading it, but never got around to plugging it. To summarize Weigel (though you really should read the actual post), the theory is based on a misunderstanding of the polling in Doug Wilder’s gubernatorial campaign in Virginia in 1989, and a whole bunch of elections in 2006 contradicted it.
As Jim points out, this means that people like Robert Ford – who say that a black candidate like Obama can’t possibly win – are full of it. Moreover, it means that polls like this are awesome:
Giuliani 47%, Clinton 40% McCain 47%, Clinton 39% Obama 46%, Giuliani 40% Obama 44%, McCain 40% Giuliani 46%, Edwards 40% McCain 47%, Edwards 38%
Remember that every time you hear people talk about how Hillary and Edwards are more electable. They’re not, and dramatically so.
Did David Bernstein just say his relative bribed the IDF? Because it sure as hell sounded like David Bernstein just said his relative bribed the IDF:
I’m not an expert on the subject, but I’m perfectly willing to say that from what I can discern, corruption in Israel is a major problem. Forget investigations of the Prime Minister and whatnot; it’s widely known among Israelis that one can avoid certain unpleasant military assignments if one has the right connections (as a relative of mine in Israel did), and that contractors often violate building rules willy-nilly because of “protexia” (connections) and bribery.
Emphasis mine. Now, it’s possible to read this as saying that the relative just got some friends to intervene and didn’t actually fork money over. But considering the preceding sentence (and the paragraph before that), the context makes it sound like money was exchanged. Please elaborate, David.
8:49PM – Starts off with Pan’s Labyrinth winning for Art Direction. So far, so good.
8:58PM – And another for PL for Makeup. I’m liking this.
9:03PM – The Danish Poet, which looks like the coolest thing since Charley the Unicorn, wins for Best Animated Short.
9:05PM – West Bank Story, which appears to be a musical comedy about the Israeli-Palestinian conflict, and thus looks totally sweet, wins for Best Live Action Short.
9:15PM – Letters from Iwo Jima wins for sound editing. Which is important to some people.
9:19PM – Dreamgirls wins for sound mixing. Ugh.
9:23PM – ALAN ARKIN BEATS EDDIE MURPHY. BOO FREAKIN’ YEAH.
9:38PM – Al Gore does a nice joke announcement. It’s hilarious that that rumor became pervasive enough to mock.
9:44PM – Happy Feet beats Cars. Good for the global warming cause, I suppose.
9:52PM – The Departed wins for best adapted screenplay. Quelle surprise!
9:55PM – Wow, Tom Hanks just totally owned the sleezy announcer guy. Nice.
9:57PM – Wes Anderson is kind of awesome. “Can you do a .357 with a bayonet?” If only, Wes. If only.
10:03PM – Marie-Antoinette wins for costume design. Meh.
10:14PM – PL wins again, for cinematography. If any film deserves this award, it’s PL. And this is adding up to be a great night for PL.
10:21PM – Pirates of the Caribbean wins for visual effects. The writer of Photoshop is one of the winners, so I’m fine with it.
10:30PM – The Lives of Others wins. Grrr. This award needs to be eliminated, since it clearly has no value.
10:35PM – Jennifer Hudson wins for Dreamgirls. God, such a bad call. Not as bad as the foreign language fiasco, but still pretty bad.
10:43PM – Documentary short goes to The Blood of Yang-Zhou District. Um, good. I’m still mad.
10:48PM – An Inconvenient Truth wins. Also, the pope is Catholic.
11:08PM – Babel wins for score. Only one more category left for PL to lose. God, I hate this ceremony.
11:14PM – Little Miss Sunshine wins for original screenplay. Better than the other options, but still sucky. The royal screwing of Pan’s Labyrinth is truly despicable.
11:29PM – Melissa Etheridge wins for “I Need to Wake Up” from An Inconvenient Truth. Thank God, because it was the only decent song of the bunch.
11:30PM – Though when Etheridge messes up the adjective form of “Democrat” it pisses me off as much as when a Republican does that.
11:32PM – And, as Ezra says, having an Aberfeldy song in a Diet Coke ad is ridiculously cool.
11:35PM – A thought for the commercial break: the technical, short, and other non-interesting categories should be moved to a separate ceremony. And acceptance speeches should be banned. And the filler material and honorary awards should go too. The whole thing should be two hours, tops, is what I’m saying.
11:39PM – What is it with clips showing the climaxes of movies? The Departed, Little Miss Sunshine, and Resevoir Dogs have all had their endings ruined tonight.
11:42PM – The Departed wins for film editing. The best of the possibilities, I suppose.
11:54PM – Helen Mirren wins. Well, that was unexpected.
12:04PM – Forrest Whitaker wins. Dang, I thought Peter O’Toole could have nabbed that one. Guess not.
12:08PM – And Martin Scorsese wins. Finally. And the crowd goes crazy. Well, this makes up for PL‘s loss.
12:09PM – Jesus, I have never seen a standing ovation this huge.
12:11PM – Awesome. In the middle of an otherwise humbly average acceptance speech, Marty thanks those of us who have been wanting him tot get an Oscar for years. Well, you’re very welcome, Marty. You earned this more than practically anyone else who’s gotten it.
12:13PM – Damn, Diane Keaton is a bad presenter.
12:14PM – The Departed wins it. So it’s a real one for Marty. Mixed results, but it’s hard not to be ecstatic about Marty’s victories.
In loving imitation of Dan Drezner:
Will Win: Little Miss Sunshine. It doesn’t have pervasive profanity and violence (unlike The Departed) and it isn’t weird and foreign (unlike the other three nominees). It wins by process of elimination – it just isn’t objectionable. Plus, it won both the SAG and Producer’s Guild awards.
Should Win (of the nominees): The Departed. LMS is great, but The Departed is both a great Scorsese movie (i.e. closer to Goodfellas than to The Aviator) and a Scorsese movie. And it just doesn’t count if he wins director and not picture.
Should Win (period): Pan’s Labyrinth. I rewatched it since gushing about it here, and it just got better. A truly magnificent artistic achievement.
Will Win: Martin Scorsese, The Departed. He won the DGA award, which is a near perfect predictor.
Should Win (of the nominees): Martin Scorsese, The Departed. Even if he made the cinematic equivalent of Metal Machine Music, I’d root for him. Instead, he made the cinematic equivalent of Raw Power, which makes the process easier.
Should Win (period): Guillermo del Toro, Pan’s Labyrinth. Even if this is his only great film, he’ll have quite a legacy because of it.
Will Win: Forrest Whitaker, The Last King of Scotland. I mean, duh.
Should Win (of the nominees): Peter O’Toole, Venus. I mean, duh.
Should Win (period): Sergi López, Pan’s Labyrinth. I mean, duh.
Will Win: Helen Mirren, The Queen. See Forrest Whitaker.
Should Win (of the nominees): Helen Mirren, The Queen. She’s been earning this for decades now. She deserves this the same way Scorsese and O’Toole do.
Should Win (period): Ivana Banquero, Pan’s Labyrinth. It’s incredible that a 12-year-old can pull off something that extraordinary.
Best Supporting Actor
Will Win: Eddie Murphy, Dreamgirls. Damned if I know why. He did the same performance in Bowfinger, and he did it better.
Should Win (of the nominees): Alan Arkin, Little Miss Sunshine. Same career-capping reasons as Mirren, Scorsese, and O’Toole, but he also gave one killer performance.
Should Win (period): Álex Angulo, Pan’s Labyrinth. Are you sensing a pattern here? Anyway, he makes what could have been a hagiographic role complicated and interesting, which leads one to respect his character more than if he were just a Christ figure.
Best Supporting Actress
Will Win: Jennifer Hudson, Dreamgirls. Apparently the Oscars have turned into the Grammies. I’m sorry, but she’s clearly nominated for singing “And I Am Telling You I’m Not Going,” and the Academy has no business handing out awards for singing.
Should Win (of the nominees): Abigail Breslin, Little Miss Sunshine. Just as with Banquero, the ability to do a performance like that at her age is truly remarkable.
Should Win (period): Maribel Verdú, Pan’s Labyrinth. It was a marked departure from her role in Y Tu Mamá También, and she pulled it off. The transformation of her quiet fury at the beginning to her violent passion at the end is intoxicatingly brilliant.
An Inconvenient Truth will win best documentary (deservedly), Pan’s Labyrinth will win best foreign film (even more deservedly), and the ceremony will be far, far too long.