Urban Wildlife 2 July 8, 2009
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The pink bra boogaloo
The man in the pink bra strikes again. Que sinister/creepy/wierd music. It was on my way to work before 6:30 AM. He was sitting on a park bench and as I wizzed by on my bike he lifted up his shirt for everyone (or maybe just me) to see his pink bra in all it’s glory.
I hadnt even had coffee yet. It’s not the thing you expect to see early in the morning.
Everything you wanted to know about psoriasis but were afraid to ask July 8, 2009
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I was sick Monday, the shawl and I arent getting along too well, I got nothing else, Hawkeye has psoriasis (he was diagnosed when he was eight) and we lived together for 7 years, so here we go:
Psoriasis is an autoimmune disease that causes your skin cells to divide faster than normal. Skin is the largest organ (dont get any naughty ideas) which is why psoriasis can be found all over your body. Usually your skin cells take about month or so to divide and come to the surface. With psoriasis, it takes 3-5 days. Because the skin cells divide and come to the surface so quickly it causes plaques to form on the body. Plaques can form around joints or all over the body. Psoriasis can cause pitting of finger and toenails.
The quick division of skin cells is what causes scaley plaques to form on the skin.
Plaques can form on the scalp. This is particularly annoying if you have dark hair because it looks like you have really bad dandruff and it makes wearing dark clothes nearly impossible. Plaques on the palms or feet can inhibit everyday functions and can be very painful.
A little Q&A
Q.Is psoriasis contagious? A. Nope. Psoriasis is thought to be passed along genetically. If there is a family history of psoriasis there is a chance you could develop psoriasis. Most cases develop in childhood through the early teen years.
Q. Is psoriasis related to leprosy? Um . . . not just no, but hell no. Even though this was once common thinking a hundred or more years ago, this is no longer the case. Psoriasis is not going to make your nose or feet fall off.
Q. Do you develop psoriasis from being unclean? Again, no. It’s an autoimmune disorder. An autoimmune disorder is where your own body’s immune system goes a bit haywire and starts attacking you. In the case of psoriasis, the immune system starts attacking the skin.
Q. Is there a cure? A. Frustratingly, no. There are several treatments, everything from lotions and creams for the most mild cases all the way to injections for the most severe. There is a new laser treatment coming to market that can treat large plaques. No idea exactly how effective it is yet. (treatments will be followed up on later)
Severity of psoriasis varies dramatically although, according to Wikipedia at least, over half of people diagnosed with psoriasis have a mild to moderate case. If more than 10% of your body is covered in psoriasis plaques, then it’s considered severe.
Psoriasis can be life threatening in one instance: if you have severe psoriasis, are not treating it, and it gets out of control you can develop a condition called Erythrodermic psoriasis. When this happens, the immune reaction goes completely ape shit and makes it nearly impossible for your body to regulate it’s temperature. The skin, instead of coming off in small flakes, comes off in sheets, and it opens the body for secondary infection. Hawkeye developed this condition (he wasnt taking care of himself) and spent 2 weeks in the hospital once he got back to Iowa.
Generally though, psoriasis is not life threatening but is a complete pain in the ass. It affects not just the body, but the psyche as well. Think about it for a minute. You have silvery, scaley patches on your arms, knees, hands, and maybe face, of course you’re going to feel extremely self-conscious. It’s not a well known condition, and we all know how some people can be when they’re confronted with something they dont understand. You can face a lot of judgement. It effects your self esteem, the kinds of clothes you wear, the colours you wear, and your dating/sex life. Psoriasis may go into remission, but it will never go away. There is no cure. Cuts and scrapes can take longer to heal and can cause your psoriasis to flare up. It effects what kinds of activities you participate in (you may not go swimming because you feel self conscious about your skin) it effects how attractive you feel. The psychological effects of the disease is worse than the disease itself, at least imho.
Treatment: There are several treatments of varying effectiveness for psoriasis and treatment depends on how severe your case is. If you case is mild, you might only have to use over the counter lotions and creams on your plaques. Lubrederm, A&D Ointment, Vitamin E oil, Nutrogena Coal Tar Shampoo, (this is good for scalp psoriasis although it’s not clearly understood why coal tar has a positive effect on psoriasis), Dead Sea Salts, etc. Exposure to sunlight is good too because the UV rays shrink psoriasis spots.
If your case is more severe there are other more dramatic treatments you can pursue:
Photo therapy: This usually involves some type of light box. I’ve only ever seen Hawkeye’s and can tell you it’s about 5 feet tall with lights that look like big fluorescent bulbs. There are two types of light that can be used: UVA and UVB. Sometimes creams and coal tar are used in combination to achieve greater effectiveness. Hawkeye even had little goggles (the kind you get in a tanning salon) to wear. This is how it works: you turn the light on (make sure to wear your little goggles. Safety first!) and stand in front of it for a couple of minutes. Over time you stand in front of the light for longer periods. Because it’s UVA or UVB you can get burned which is why you have to build up a tolerance.
There are systemic treatments too involving drugs and/or injections. Methotrexate is commonly prescribed because it slows cellular growth. It’s also prescribed if you have an ectopic pregnancy. Methotrexate can effect liver functions so it’s important to have monthly blood tests. Liver biopsies are recommended, but having your liver bored into is not the most pleasant experience.
Cyclosporine (which I thought was an antibiotic but isnt) is an immunosuppressant that is usually given to transplant patients but is also used to treat psoriasis.
There are a few other drugs that can be used to treat psoriasis, but we’re going to talk about the big guns now. IV and injections.
Remicade is given through IV injection in a Dr. office. Imagine how much fun it is to sit in your Dr’s office with an IV drip for 4 hours. What a way to spend an afternoon.
Humira and Enbrel are administered through self injection. I dont know much about Humira, but Enbrel is an immunosuppressant. It helps stop the body from attacking itself, but can leave the body open to other infection. It’s also used to treat psoriatic arthritis. It’s very expensive, but also very effective.
Psoriatic Arthritis is a specific form of arthritis associated with guess what? Psoriasis. It’s similar to rhumetoid (yes, it’s a product of an over active immune system), can be very severe, and left to it’s own devices will destroy the joints. It seems to effect the joints in the fingers the most but like any arthritis, can effect joints all over the body.
There are other treatments other than drugs. Stress plays a big role in outbreaks and techniques to reduce stress are helpful in treatment (yoga, meditation, biofeedback, massage, etc) Food allergies can play a role in flare ups. Two common food allergies that play a role are wheat and dairy. Weather can also play a role in flare ups of psoriasis and psoriatic arthritis.
The most important thing to remember is that someone with this condition is the same as you are. Their brains are just as big, their minds are just as clever, and they have the same feelings as you do. Hawkeye doesnt mind questions, even if they seem dumb. I lived with him for 7 years, talk to him a few times a week, and still have questions about his disease process. Practice tact. Dont be a dumb ass and say things like “Eww yuck! How do you live like that” You can ask things like: How long have you had this disease? How do you treat it? How do you take care of yourself? Do you have a hard time with people staring? Yes, btw, people do stare, it’s not nice, but it happens. Just like anyone with diabetes or arthritis, practice respect and kindness.
Oops July 5, 2009
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Sorry for the lack of updates. I wish I could say I’ve been busy doing something exciting like taking an unexpected trip to Hawaii, winning a free, all expenses paid trip for a week to Paris, but no, nothing so exciting. There has been some job anxiety this week which has been very distracting and the shawl and I are not exactly getting along. For every two rows I knit it seems like one gets tinked out.
And, it’s been so hot the last few days I havent wanted to do anything. I shouldnt complain. I know what hot is. I know what it’s like when it’s 98 degrees with 98% humidity. For Oregon, it’s been hot. The last 4 days it’s been 97 or so. Yesterday was the worst. It’d been so hot for so long it felt like it was 90 degrees at 10AM. Good for the plants, (I swear the cucumber grew about a foot) not so much for me. I was cranky, grouchy, and all around no fun. Today, finally, the heat broke. Yea!
Claire got a haircut on Wednesday. She looks ridiculous! She went from having enough hair for 3 cats to being almost completely bald. The only kind of cut available for a cat is a lion cut. Now she has hair around her face, on the tip of her tail, and from her mid-leg down to her paws. There are before pictures. Since it’s not so hot, there will soon be after pictures. It might give you all a good laugh. I laughed when I saw her.
Saturday Afternoon June 28, 2009
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Things are taking off here. There are going to be tomatoes coming out my ears! I’m thinking of things I can do with them like: freeze for pizza/spaghetti sauce and soup, make catsup (how cool would green catsup be, or orange), make chutney, and of course eat lots of them.
Tigerella
The Green Zebra
And the Orange Fleshed Purple Smudge (yup, that’s the whole name)
Other veggies that go with tomatoes are taking off too
For scale,
Yes, the tomatoes are almost as tall as I am.
It was a perfect Saturday. Sunny, warm, not too hot. Pruning and picking at the plants. A bike ride in the afternoon. I did some knitting in the morning. I started the Shipwreck shawl from Knitty about a week ago. Webs was having a sale on Misti Alpaca lace (it was overstock), for 4$ and change a ball, I just couldnt pass it up. It doesnt look like much. It looks like a big blue blob and will continue to look like a big blue blob, getting a little bigger and blobbier every day. No beads though. I’m too lazy to fiddle with beads.
In other news, I found out Hawkeye is going to be here for my birthday. He’s coming from Iowa to visit for about a month and will be here at the end of July. Some of his friends want to go on a camping trip and originally scheduled it for the 31st. He said he couldnt go that weekend because it’s my birthday and he wanted to hang out with me. I would never have asked or expected him to do that. It was one of the nicest things that happened last week. I have no idea what we’re going to do. It’s still a month away. Long enough to figure something out.
So sweet it’ll make your teeth hurt June 23, 2009
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I love Claire. When I first inherited her I thought I was going to have to give her up. It was more than a month before we got along. Even though she doesnt really like anyone and is more often than not a grouch, I wouldnt trade her for anything, I’ve always secretly wanted rabbits. Bunnies are soft, and cute with big ears and noses that go all waffley. This is so not helping.
Sour Cherry Pie Help! June 23, 2009
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I am in need of some culinary assistance. I would say desperate need, but that would sound a little melodramatic. I’m looking for a sour cherry (pie cherry, tart cherry) pie recipe that I can make without a pie pan. A galette or rustic pie.
There are a couple of sour cherry trees behind my apartment. I picked some the other day, and oh, how I wish I had Go-Go Gadget Legs. If I was just a few inches taller (damn those genes! Why did I get all the short ones? My brother is 6 feet tall. I come in at a measly 5′2″! ) Being short has some advantages, but at times like this it’s a major disadvantage. Insert melodramatic sigh and melodramatic hand gestures here.
Before everyone gags on melodrama, here are some details. I probably have about a cup to a cup and a half of fruit. If I get lucky with the ladder (there’s always a chance right?), I might be able to pick another 1-1 1/2 cups. Maybe. The second tree is starting to get ripe.
I could save myself a lot of trouble and try to get a couple of pints from the farmers market. They went for 5$ a pint last summer. There is no way in hell I’m going to pay 5$ for a freaking pint of cherries. I’ll take my chances with the ladder, Thank you very much.
The thing is, sour cherry pie is my favourite. Hands down absolute favourite pie. Sour cherry jam is almost better. Emil (my dad’s father) had a tree in his backyard and would make both. Every summer my Dad, brother, and I would spend several days at his house picking cherries off that tree. Whenever we’d get jam, I’d eat the cherries out of the jam. What can I say, they were my favourite part.
What I’m thinking is to take a pie recipe, halve it, make the crust, put in the cherries mixed with cornstarch (or flour), sugar, a little vanilla, some cinnamon, fold the crust around the cherries and bake.
If you know where I can find a recipe, or have a good one, or can give a point in the general direction I’d really appreciate it.
Bicycle Safety and Biking in a Skirt June 22, 2009
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Sorry about the absence. I’ve been overly focused on Iran for the last week. Today, 40 of the 86 clerics who choose the next Ayatollah have signed a letter disputing last Friday’s election results. At least 50 cities recorded more votes than people which added up to an additional 3 million votes. Moussavi has called for a general strike starting with the Petroleum industry. The state newspaper in Iran said 457 people were arrested Saturday.
I’ve been obsessed. I get up in the morning and if I have time before jumping on my bike check the Huffington Post live blog of events in Iran. I check that, the NY Times live blog, The Guardian live blog, and Andrew Sullivan after I get to work to see if there have been any major developments I might have missed.
The people protesting in the streets are incredibly brave.
Today, it’s time to get away from that for a little bit. I’ve been riding my bike nearly every day this month. Lets have a talk about bicycle safety.
I’m very lucky. Here in Portland we have the Springwater Corridor and Eastbank Esplanade. I can pedal to work without having to worry about traffic. There is only a mile to a mile and a half where I have to watch for cars. Not everyone is lucky to live in a city that is so bicycle friendly.
I do a fair amount of riding in the street too. I’ve seen a lot of crazy things: Cyclists weaving in and out of traffic, blowing stop lights, darting in front of cars. Motorists trying to run cyclists into parked cars, opening their car door right in front of a cyclist, cursing out cyclists . . .
I’ve been cursed/flipped off a few times and I swear it’s always the same kind of person: overweight, balding, greying, middle aged male, driving a vehicle that looks too small for them. The best was last summer. I was on my way to work (I leave pretty early, usually about 6) riding as closed to a lane of parked cars as I could get. Other cars were going around me. I signal to get into the left lane (it’s a turning lane and I have to turn on the next block to get into the bike lane). There is a car right behind me, riding my ass. I get into the next lane and the middle aged, overweight, balding, greying man driving a PT Cruiser lays on his horn and gives me the finger. I get up to the stop light, he’s in the lane next to me. He rolls down his window and starts cursing me out “You fucking bitch! You stupid fucking bitch! Dont you know you’re only going 5 mph you stupid fucking bitch!” The light turns green and for all the things I want to say to him as he speeds off (maybe if you rode your bicycle you’d be less grouchy, maybe if you ate more veggies you’d be less grouchy, sorry you didnt get laid this morning) , the one thing I do say is “Have a nice day!” and wave.
Never curse out someone in a car who is cursing you out. The car is much bigger than you and there is nothing between you, the car, and the pavement.
With that in mind, here are some bicycle safety tips:
1. There is nothing between you, the pavement, and cars. If you fall, or get hit you will get hurt. You are squishy. You are covered in skin, not Teflon or Kevlar. Skin may be the largest organ on the body, but it is fragile.
2. Wear a helmet. Even if you dont like it (I dont like wearing my helmet). Why should you wear a helmet? See rule 1.
3. If you are in the street you must obey all traffic laws as if you were a car. This means stopping at stop signs, street lights, for pedestrians (even if you have the right of way). Signal, signal, signal! Yes, you can be ticketed just as a car can, for not obeying the rules of the rode. With the economic downturn cities are looking for new revenue streams. Save yourself the hassle of a ticket.
4. Flashing lights. Flashing lights on the front and rear make you easier to see. Why are flashing lights important? See Rule 1.
5. Dont take unnecessary risks. Dont weave in and out of traffic and dont try to beat stale yellow lights. See Rule 1.
6. Try to make eye contact with another driver, especially if you are turning. If you make eye contact with the driver then you know they see you and there is less of a chance of confusion ending with getting squished.
7. Give cars the right of way. See Rule 1.
8. For heaven’s sake, DO NOT take roads you know are going to be busy. If you’re on a bike and the traffic around you is going 45-55, the chances of getting squished really go up. (Rule 1. Remember Rule 1.) I had a friend who was biking from another city to downtown Portland. He took probably one of the busiest roads he could take to get there. Cars were whizzing by at 55 mph or so and he wondered why he almost got squished a few times. All I could say was “I cant believe you rode down Barbur Blvd! No wonder you almost got squished”
9. If at all possible, use bike lanes or take bike paths to go for a ride or to get to where you’re going. (Ties in with #8)
10. Cars do not always look for or see bicycles. Be extra aware for cars and drivers cutting in front of you, opening doors, etc. Not all motorists are retards (only Californians). Even though Portland is bicycle friendly, I do not expect motorists to see me and ride my bike that way.
It’s true. You can ride a bike in a skirt. I dont own a pair of shorts, I dont know how this happened but it did. In the last month I’ve learned a fair amount about riding in a skirt, what length is best, and what fabrics are best for not showing the world your underwear.
1. Skirt length: I’ve found that knee-length or just above the knee is best. The skirt is long enough to hide your underwear (or your neither regions if you’re not wearing underwear). But it’s not so long that it’ll get caught in the tires, gears, or chain.
2. Material: Cottons, linen, etc all work fine. A skirt that is a tad on the heavy side is nice, it prevents the wind from blowing your skirt up around your waist and showing the world your yellow underwear, or your nice fresh Brazilian wax if you dont wear underwear. One of my favourite skirts is thin cotton with a thin cotton or muslin underskirt. It’s great for summer. Not so great for riding. I have to keep pulling it down so no one can see my yellow underwear.
That’s really all there is to riding in a skirt. Mini skirts and tight skirts dont work. I have ridden a bike in a min skirt, but not since I was 11. If your skirt is too tight you wont be able to pedal easily.
That concludes your PSA for today. Keep calm, carry on, be safe on your bike, and with these simple tips you wont have to show anyone your yellow underwear if you dont want to.
Letter from Iran June 16, 2009
Posted by walterknitty in Politics.1 comment so far
I read this today. The guy who wrote it requested wide publication. I’m putting it here, in full. It’s about the march in Iran yesterday (Monday) from Revolution Square to Freedom Square.
“I left my home in Tajrish along with my family at 3 p.m. We went down Valiast Street which is the main northern-southern avenue in Tehran and entered the Evin Exp’way which leads to Enghelab Street. We knew that people are supposed to gather in Enghelab Sq. (Revolution Sq.) at 4 and march toward Azadi Sq. (Freedom Sq.). From Gisha Bridge onwards, we saw people walking down. Cars were blowing their horns and people were showing victory sign. We went to Navvab Street and parked our car at the end of the street. Then we took a taxi to bring us back to the Enghelab Street. On our way, near Jomhouri Sq. (Republic Sq.), I saw a group of about 20 militia with long beards and batons on motorbikes. My hand was out of the car window with a little green ribbon (the sign of reformists) around my finger. One of the militia told me to throw that ribbon away. I showed him a finger. All of a sudden, about 15 people attacked me inside the car. They beat me with their batons and wanted to pull me out. My wife and my daughter who were sitting in the back seat cried and hold me tight. I also hold myself tight on the chair. They wanted to shatter the car windows. The driver went out and explained that he is a taxi and we are his passengers and he has no fault. After about 5 minutes,they left. My elbow hurts severely. Then, a young man from their group came and kissed my elbow! I told him: You know, I don’t hate you. I am like you with the only difference that I know more and you are ignorant. He apologized and left. We joined the crowd in Enghelab Street.
“Read carefully: What I saw today was the most elegant scene I had ever witnessed in my life. The huge number of people were marching hand in hand in full peace. Silence. Silence was everywhere. There was no slogan. No violence. Hands were up in victory sign with green ribbons. People carried placards which read: Silence. Old and young, man and woman of all social groups were marching cheerfully. This was a magnificent show of solidarity. Enghelab Street which is the widest avenue in Tehran was full of people. I was told that the march has begun in Ferdowsi Sq. and the end of the march was now in Imam Hossein Sq. to the further east of Tehran while on the other end people had already gathered in Azadi Sq. The length of this street is about 6 kilometers. The estimate is about 2 million people. On the way, we passed a police department and a militia (Baseej) base. In both places, the doors were closed and we could see fully-armed riot police and militia watching the people from behind the fences. Near Sharif University of Technology where the students had chased away Ahmadinejad a few days ago, Mirhossein Mousavi (the reformist elect president) and Karrubi (the other reformist candidate spoke to people for a few minutes which was received by cries of praise and applause. I felt proud to find myself among such a huge number of passionate people who were showing the most reasonable act of protest. Frankly, I didn’t expect such a political maturity from emotional Iranians who easily get excited. My family and I had put stickers on our mouths to represent the suppression. Placards that people carried were different; from poems by the national poet Ahmad Shamlu to light-hearted slogans against Ahmadinejad. Examples include: ‘To slaughter us/ why did you need to invite us / to such an elegant party” (Poem by Shamlu).’ ‘Hello! Hello! 999? / Our votes were stolen’ or ‘The Miracle of the Third Millenium: 2 x 2 = 24 millions’ (alluding to the claim by Government that Ahmadinejad obtained 24 million votes) , ‘Where is my vote?’, ‘Give me back my vote’ and many other. We arrived in Azadi Square where the entire square was full of population. It is said that around 500,000 people can be accommodated in this huge square and it was full. Suddenly we saw smoke from Jenah Freeway and heard the gunshot. People were scared at first but then went forward. I just heard the gunshots but my sister who had been on the scene at that part told me later that she saw 4 militia came out from a house and shot a girl. Then they shot a young boy in his eye and the bullet came out of his ear. She said that 4 people were shot. At least one person dead has been confirmed. People arrested one of the Baseeji militia but the three others ran away when they ran out of bullet. At around 8 we went back on foot. On the way back people were still in the street and were chanting Allah Akbar (God is Great). I was coming home at around 2 a.m. In parkway, I saw about ten buses full of armed riot police parked on the side of the street. Then I saw scattered militia in civil clothes with clubs in hand patroling the empty streets. In Tajrish Square, I saw a very young boy (around 16) with a club who was looking at the cars to see if he can find something to attack. I don’t know how and under what teachings can young boys change into militia. I came home. Tomorrow, people will gather again in Valiasr Square for another peaceful march toward the IRIB building which controls all the media and which spreads filthy lies. The day before Yesterday, Ahmadinejad had hold his victory ceremony. Government buses had transported all his supporters from nearby cities. There was full coverage of that ceremony where fruit juice and cake was plenty. A maximum of 100,000 had gathered to hear his speech. These included all the militia and the soldiers and all supporters he could gather by the use of free TV publicity. Today, at least 2 million came only relying on word of mouth while reformists have no newspaper, no radio, no TV. All their internet sites are filtered as well as social networks such as facebook. Text messaging and mobile communication was also cut off during the demonstration. Since yesterday, the Iranian TV was announcing that there is no license for any gathering and riot police will severely punish anybody who may demonstrates. Ahmadinejad called the opposition as a bunch of insignificant dirt who try to make the taste of victory bitter to the nation. He also called the western leaders as a bunch of ‘filthy homosexuals’. All these disgusting remarks was today answered by that largest demonstration ever. Older people compared the demonstration of today with the Ashura Demonstration of 1979 which marks the downfall of the Shah regime and even said that it outnumbered that event. The militia burnt a house themselves to find the excuse to commit violence. People neutralized their tactic to a large degree by their solidarity, their wisdom and their denial to enage in any violent act. I feel sad for the loss of those young girls and boys. It is said that they also killed 3 students last night in their attack at Tehran University residence halls. I heard that a number of professors of Sharif University and AmirKabir University (Tehran Polytechnic) have resigned. Democracy is a long way ahead. I may not be alive to see that day. With eyes full of tear in these early hours of Tuesday 16th June 2009, I glorify the courage and bravery of those martyrs and I hope that their blood will make every one of us more committed to freedom, to democracy and to human rights. Viva Freedom, Viva Democracy, Viva Iran.
Curious about the outside world? June 14, 2009
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I dont have a TV. All the news I get is from the Internet (it’s a series of tubes you know). Which, I guess is good because the regualr cable TV news hasnt done a lot of reporting on the Iranian Elections. I spent a good amount of time yesterday reading about the Iranian elections. Some are saying it’s a coup by the military or a coup by President Ahmadinejad his paramilitary backers, or a coup by some of the ruling clerics. If you want a much more well informed opinion than mine, please check out the following
Andrew Sullivan, here’s an interview with Iran’s ex-foreign minister, Juan Cole (Juan Cole speaks Arabic and Persian. He’s a professor at the University of Michigan. From his wikipedia page: John “Juan” Ricardo I. Cole (born October 1952 in Albuquerque, New Mexico) is an American scholar, public intellectual, and historian of modern Middle Eastern and South Asian history.[1][2][3] He is Richard P. Mitchell Collegiate Professor of History at the University of Michigan. As a commentator on Middle Eastern affairs, he has appeared in print and on television, and testified before the United States Senate. He has published several peer-reviewed books on the modern Middle East and is a translator of both Arabic and Persian. Since 2002, he has written a weblog, Informed Comment.) Juan Cole knows his shit.
You can also check out the NY Times, The Guardian, BBC, and Talking Points Memo
I’m off to Pride today. It’s overcast but doesnt seem like it’s going to rain. Maybe I’ll have some absolutely fabulous pictures later.
Love him or hate him June 13, 2009
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It’s usually one way or the other with Michael Moore. I havent agreed with all the tactics he’s used, but there are times when his humour is just spot on. With the mess our economy is in, this is very timely.
