Well, he writes anyway. Since the last thread was getting lengthy, and since I figured a lot of folks would want to talk about the e-mail from Marc (if you didn’t get it, it was posted in the previous thread, I thought I’d add a new thread (of course, the last one is still available).

At any rate, it sounds promising, particularly for those within listening distance of KTLK, and for those of us who’ve had to podcast to get AAR anyway.

Hey Marc, my offer still stands if you want help with your webpage or blog.

Well, the big news yesterday was that – gasp – you can’t teach Intelligent Design in science class because it isn’t fucking science :no: (I reckon it was better than reporting that the President of the United States has willfully and dliberately – and repeatedly – violated the US constitution). US District Court Judge John Jones referred to the “breathtaking inanity” of the school board in the town of Dover (which had already been given the boot by voters in November) .

The Judge took 139 pages to state that teaching intelligent design violated the “establishment clause” of the First Amendment to the Constitution.

He could have done it much more succinctly.

“Bill O’Reilly. Rush Limbaugh. Anne Coulter. Sean Hannity. Geroge W. Bush. Danny Goldberg. Intelligent Design? I don’t thiiiiiink so.”

Judge Jones said “it is ironic that several of these individuals, who so staunchly and proudly touted their religious convictions in public, would time and again lie to cover their tracks and disguise the real purpose behind the ID policy.”

I guess the judge hasn’t heard about the new, improved, Kristian movement: Fuck the poor, enrich the wealthy, kill the A-Rabs, lie to the people, save the fetus, starve the child.

Aint that what Jeebus would do?

Good morning all. Today, I’d just like to quote the Fourth Amendment to the United States Constitution. It’s surprisingly simple, and clear. Read it, and let me know if you think the parts of the USA Patriot act that provide for warrantless search and seizures are constitutional. Read it, and tell me if the President of the United States, who has taken the Oath of Office (twice), pledging to “preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States” has violated it. Then tell me how this doesn’t constitute “high crimes and misdemeanors.”

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

Well, I hope Marc made it back to LA without too many problems (I speak from experience when I tell you that a guy with a beard flying alone gets extra-special scrutiny going through security). It was great of Kent Jones to stop by and say hello over the weekend, and that group photo over at the Morning Sedition blog was great to see. I have to tell you, just remembering Marc’s mom from Friday still makes me tear up a bit. “I’m so proud of you, you did a terrific job.” It’s something my mom would have said. When Marc couldn’t say, “I woke up and my bed was filled with philosoph-….” it was very sad, and touching. But when he signed off for the last time, and the end music kicked in and then there was nothing but silence (I had to catch the end via the podcast, so when it ended, it just ended)…. Oy. That really got me. As for me, I intend to listen to the Dec 20, 2004 podcast today (it was the day that Monday fell on last year). Holy Shit! I’d better get my Christmas (oops, sorry Bill, I meant “Holiday”) cards out pretty soon.

I dunno about you, but I’m still feeling a little hung over from the last show. It’s nice to know we’re not alone. Here’s a weekend thread for everyone to pay their last respects. We can get back to talking about the issues, and fighting for our lives on Monday.

Well, this is it. Shortly, the last Morning Sedition will begin. We’ve lost the War on Brains. Sammy the Stem Cell is dead, but, come Monday, there will be no Morning Remembrance for him. Bruce Cherry has thrown his final pitch (though he always struck me as more of a catcher than a pitcher), and Johnny K-Street has taken his last bet. Cardinal Milfington has left the church; we fornicators will just have to keep fornicating without him, hopeful that the light will still be on in hell for us when we get there. We’ll get no more reports from Planet Bush, though I’m confident that, when Nebraska legalizes same-sex marriage, Lawton Smalls and Ted will be the first to tie the knot (if Ted’s family can get over the fact that Lawton is half Jewish). Alas, Angus MacFarquar, we hardly knew ye. No more Liberal Confessional, Dream Diary, marching orders from the Streisand compound, Al-Qaeda news, Future Marc, or Marc the Shark. I only wish Recovery Corner had turned things around for our President; he never did quit peeing on today, did he?

Of course, Morning Sedition could have gone off with a nice, sentimental show full of remembering all the good times, but they couldn’t do that, could they? What exactly went on there, at the end of yesterday’s show? Was it a gag, like Mick Foley wrestles the Republican (if so, Sam and Janeane weren’t letting on during Marc’s Majority Report appearance last night)? Or has Marc finally snapped, egged on by the corporate scum, who’s never done radio before. Just what will today bring? Will Marc strangle the evil ass-kisser, Steve Gilmartin? Has Marc duct-taped 20 Blow-Me-Up Elmo’s to himself (“anybody comes near me, I start tickling, damnit!”)? Who are these mystery guests that Brendan alluded to yesterday?

I guess we’ll just have to sit back, and see how all this ends.

But, no matter what happens, let me just say thanks, one last time, for everybody that’s made Morning Sedition possible. If our time together was too short, at least you made the most of it. Good luck to all of you in the future, and good luck to all of us here, too, as we face the prospect of getting out of bed on Monday without Morning Sedition. As Marlon Brando once said, “the horror, the horror.”

Who’s choppin’ onions?

After today, there’s only one more show left. Yesterday, Marc said he was worried that he wouldn’t be able to hold it together on Friday, and that he’d start crying on the air. I almost lost it, just hearing him say that.

After the 2004 “election,” I couldn’t watch TV, I couldn’t listen to the radio, and I would turn the other way if I saw even the hint of a newspaper. Didn’t wanna see it, didn’t wanna hear it – didn’t even wanna think it.

The only thing that I could listen to was Marc & Mark on Morning Sedition. As pissed off and bummed out as I was, they could still make me laugh, and I knew they felt the same way I did. So it was like hanging out with friends who understood – they “got” it. So they were allowed to talk about it.

If there’s anybody out there who doesn’t feel the same way – who doesn’t get how somebody could care about a radio show and come to think of a group of strangers as friends – family, even – well, I feel sorry for you. Because, as shitty as this is right now, it’s been one hell of a ride, and I thank everyone involved with Morning Sedition for getting up in the middle of the night, giving up a normal family life, and consistently putting on the best radio program of all time. See, if I didn’t care so much now, I wouldn’t have enjoyed the last 20 months as much as I have.

Enjoy these last two shows folks. You’ll never get anything like them again.

After today, two shows to go. I’m starting to feel like Michael Clarke Duncan in “The Green Mile,” waiting to take that final walk.

After today, just three more shows to go. All I keep thinking is that this just can’t be happening – that it isn’t right. “Left of the Dial” was on HBO2 last night, and I just couldn’t watch it.

This is kind of like when you’re a kid and your best friend’s dad gets a new job on the other side of the country (except in this case, you KNOW it’s a dumb move, and the new company is going to suck and go out of business), and your friend doesn’t want to go, and you don’t want him to go, but you’re powerless to do anything about it, and no matter how much you beg his dad or his mom or anybody else that you can think of, they just ignore you, ‘cuz you’re just a dumb inconsequential f*cking kid and nobody cares what you think. 😡 You say you’ll keep in touch and you’ll maybe visit once in a while, but it won’t ever be the same.

Of course, you eventually get over it, but it still sucks.

Well, it was a tough weekend. We lost Richard Pryor, and Gene McCarthy. Over 100 people (including some 75 school children, aged 12 – 16, headed home for the holidays) were killed in a plane crash in Nigeria. Firecrackers set off a fire on a bus that killed at least 40 wedding guests in Pakistan. And fallen soldiers are being shipped as freight on commercial airliners, stuffed in the cargo hold with with suitcases.

Now we come to the last Monday edition of Morning Sedition. It just aint right.

Remembering Gene McCarthy, it strikes me just how different times are today – or at least how different the Republicans of today are form the Democrats of the late 60’s. Lyndon Johnson lied us into war – or at least, into escalation of war – with the Tonkin Gulf incident. Eugene McCarthy (and Bobby Kennedy) knew this was wrong. They knew the Vietnam War was bad, and that we needed to get the hell out. So, McCarthy challenged Johnson, and Johnson was forced to not seek reelection. I recall watching that speech on TV. It was a real shocker, even to a 7 year old kid. Contrast that with today’s Republicans. They back Bush, despite the fact that we all – we all – know that this is wrong. But they don’t care about right and wrong. All they care about is power.

Unfortunately, Bobby Kennedy was killed, and Nixon won the election. Nixon kept us in Vietnam to save face (or some such shit). Some 30,000 soldiers had already been killed at that point, and more than 20,000 additional US soldiers died, needlessly, before the US finally withdrew. God only knows how many Vietnamese were killed; we don’t know, any more than we know how many Iraqi’s have been killed. I guess “them people” just aren’t worth counting.

Let’s hope it doesn’t take 50,000 US Deaths in Iraq to get us to withdraw.