JTTV - Season 2, Episode 15 - Cinco de Meow

Bunter and Junk Thief herald the Fifth of May with a musical extravaganza that simultaneously celebrates and debunks the consequences of globalization. If you prefer to see it full screen, click the YouTube link for that version.

Sea Change or Just Climate Change?

Twisters are hitting Brooklyn. Quakes are shaking up L.A. and Indonesia. The Dow is in crisis (and that's not even counting Murdoch's devouring of the WSJ).

And yet it seems so calm here in San Francisco as we enjoy calming foggy days and now nearly perfect Tuscan sunny weather. Warmish but not steaming urine stew hot like the MTA in Manhattan is right now.

Ah, and even if the American economy is teetering on collapse again, Union Square is starting to make you think that this is, you know, like a city or something. Just look at the signs on Stockton Street where I was last night. Forget Grace Cathedral, since we'll soon have the annex of a temple more holy than that as seen at the top of this post. And, yes, I couldn't resist stepping into the Ben Sherman store, but it's really not that much more than what you could find for 75% less for six month old versions of the same things at Nordstrom's Rack. The whole idea of Ben Sherman is that it' timeless vintage, so what half a year for chrissakes?

My first lusting for Ben Sherman goes back to the summer of love when, before going to see Dr. Doollittle with my cousin and my infamously manipulative aunt at the Continental Theatre with its famed reclining seats, we went to Catherine Lype's Canterburry Shop. Both my cousin and I tried on identical Ben Sherman Nehru blazers. My cousin thought they were kind of fruity but went along with the game, but I was overcome by how astonishingly cool and hip I looked. My aunt agreed as we walked to the register. When the clerk rang us up, she looked at me with mock concern and said, "Oh, your mother didn't give you money to buy one? Well, then it appears we'll be buying one not two today, after all."

Needless to say, I've been scarred ever since and have made up with it by purchases ever since becoming a wage earning adult. Perhaps that's why my number of shoes is in the three digits (sorry, I won't reveal how far up into the three digits). Even though I work for an organization battling the evils of the World Bank, IMF, globalization, consumerism, sweat shops, corporate colonialism and Americanism, I fall into the trap of shameless bourgeois consumer many times. Hey, I've slept in huts in Mali and Ha Giang Vietnam, but that doesn't mean I have to buy into the Birkenstock, Tom's of Maine and patchouli/B.O. "aesthetic". That too is a form of branding, just not ones that particularly appeal to me.

Listen to Pinky, Your IQ Will Go Up 20 Points

After not watching much of anything on cable, DVD, YouTube or other screaming screens, I am suddenly hooked on the Pinky Show. Here is an amazing world view and history lesson presented from a little cartoon cat. Pinky has astute observations on the historical importance and contemporary relevance of Chicago's 1893 Columbian Exposition. In just a couple of minutes, Pinky can provide more insight about guns, globalization or the lunacy in Washington, D.C., than any of the major media outlets. Unlike Ken Burns, Pinky makes history interesting. Unlike Michael Moore, Pinky believes you can be a subversive prankster but still stick to factual accuracy and maintain a bit of humility. Pinky has all the conviction of Code Pink without the shrill self-righteousness.

Wow, I'm hooked and want to order the Pink Show when it comes out on DVD. In the meantime, there are these 21 videos on YouTube.

Oh, and Pinky reminds us that Thomas Edison was a heartless, cat-frying bastard.