Today’s arguments before the Supreme Court on the Affordable Care Act were something of a necessary formality, involving arcane jurisdictional issues that likely won’t prevent the Court from ruling on the key questions regarding the constitutionality of the individual mandate and the Medicaid expansion. Those arguments are still to come and should provide plenty of fodder for pundits and bloggers attempting to divine how the court will decide the case. But despite the perfunctory feel of today’s proceedings, they possessed far more substance than anything that came out of Rick Santorum’s mouth as he was grandstanding on the courthouse steps.
Even though a recent episode of Portlandia heaped a generous helping of hipster love on Battlestar Galactica, Syfy executives decided not to greenlight Blood and Chrome, a prequel series set during the Cylon wars. It may have some sort of future as a web series, but even that’s uncertain. I can’t blame the network for not wanting to pull the trigger on an expensive series, especially after the hot muddled mess that was Caprica, but it would be nice for actual science fiction to make a return to the channel. I still haven’t entirely forgiven them for canceling Stargate: Universe just as it was finding its groove. The network’s current stable of shows about vampires and mutants are passable late night entertainment, but I want me some space battles.
The BBC has revealed the identity of the good Doctor’s next companion. She’s certainly cute, but I’ll miss Karen Gillan’s Scottish brogue and charming presence. I’m sure the show’s writers will give her a right and proper sendoff and I have no doubt her replacement will do just fine. After all, Matt Smith is a terrific Doctor and I had big doubts about him.
Representative Paul Ryan still wants me to live under a bridge.
That’s the only conclusion I can reach after reading Jonathan Cohn’s withering analysis of Ryan’s latest budget proposal. His “Path to Prosperity” eviscerates Medicaid by cutting nearly $1 trillion from the program over ten years. And that’s just a prelude to even deeper cuts. By 2050, spending on Medicaid and other health care programs would slashed by 75% from current levels.
Of course, Ryan’s budget will never pass. But if this excrement is what passes for sound public policy in Republican circles, I weep for the future of bipartisanship. The GOP has become so pathologically fixated on lowering taxes that it is willing to contemplate truly abhorrent and destructive means to achieve its goal. This is a budget as envisioned by fanatics. And I’m not sure how you negotiate with fanatics.
For a gimp, I’ve taken my share of risks. I moved to another state, traveled overseas, and engaged in various other activities that are best not mentioned here. But I have not been tossed over the side of a bridge with a bungee cord attached to my wheelchair. The woman in the video below did just that.
Many items remain on my bucket list–admittedly, a good third of them involve women in fishnets–and this is not one of them. It’s good to know that other gimps are blazing that particular trail. You can read more about the young woman’s exploits here.
Thanks to Kassie for the tip.
As expected, the Supreme Court won’t allow live broadcasting of next week’s oral arguments on the Affordable Care Act. Audio will be available at the end of each day (assuming the Court’s servers withstand the onslaught of requests). I probably don’t need to see footage of Clarence Thomas scowling for six hours, so this decision is probably for the best. And I expect the legal blogs will be replete with accounts from observers on which attorneys were sweating and which justices seemed to be particularly annoyed. For the legal community, the oral arguments are something akin to the Super Bowl, so expect to see lots of pre-game coverage across the web in the coming week. I’ll do my best to spare you from my pontificating until arguments are actually underway.
It’s nearly 80 degrees outside as I write this. I went outside for a few minutes this afternoon at work and, after I came back in, discovered a full-grown wasp crawling on my wheelchair. Most of my fellow Minnesotans are greeting this freakishly warm weather with enthusiasm and I certainly enjoy going out sans jacket and hat. But I’m also disturbed. I understand that weather is not the same as climate and that fluke weather events are not necessarily indicative of larger trends, yet it’s difficult to ignore the increasing frequency of violent storms and plain ol’ weird weather. This is not normal and, if this is an early indication of a new meteorological normal, it doesn’t bode well for locales further south that already endure brutally hot summers.
Perhaps this really is just a fluke and I’ll never see another unusually warm March like this one. That would be reassuring, but it also seems like wishful thinking.
A good old-fashioned sex scandal has been unfolding in the Minnesota Senate over the past few months. In the fall, Republican Senate Majority Leader Amy Koch admitted to having an “inappropriate” relationship with a staffer. Soon afterwards, Senate leadership fired Michael Brodkorb, a staffer who had gained notoriety as a combative Republican Party operative. Brodkorb is now suing the Senate for gender discrimination, claiming that female staffers have had affairs with male legislators and were not dismissed from their jobs. That’s right; the entire theory of his claim can be summarized as “Why all the playa-hatin’?”
The sheer audacity of Brodkarb’s claim speaks volumes about his character. But it’s also worth noting that both Brodkorb and Koch played important roles in the effort to get a constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage on the November ballot while they were vigorously undermining traditional marriage. Such hypocrisy from conservatives is now all too routine, but it still deserves attention when the public is being urged to legitimize discrimination of friends, family, and neighbors.
The geek hivemind is telling me that I must go see Cabin in the Woods when it hits my local theater. The trailer makes it out to be a clever science fiction/horror/comedy confectionery blend containing several examples of witty ripostes that are positively Whedonesque, which makes since Joss Whedon wrote and produced the film. Even better, Drew Goddard (who earned his geek cred writing for Lost) directs. All of this is to say that I will almost certainly see this movie.
Here’s the trailer:
As I’ve noted many times before, it doesn’t take much to send us liberals into a panic attack. Over the past couple months, as the economy slowly improved and the Republican primary became a parody of itself, we became increasingly confident about Obama’s re-election prospects. Some of us even began making comparisons to the snoozefest that was the 1996 presidential election. But both The Times and the Washington Post have released discouraging poll numbers over the last couple days and now Obama supporters are wringing their hands together and asking themselves what it all means. Are voters pissed about high gas prices? Are they reacting to all the talk of war with Iran? Are they tired of the President bursting into song?
I don’t pretend to know the answers, but I’m not hitting the panic button just yet. Two data points don’t make a trend and there are bound to be any number of peaks and troughs for Obama between now and Election Day. While I’d be happy to see him coast to a second term, my operating assumption remains that this will be a close election. If the liberal blogosphere continues to hyperventilate whenever the poll numbers drift south, I’m going to have to trim my Google Reader subscriptions until all that remains is Ars Technica and Fleshbot.
