E. Michael Harrington

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NEMO has been fantastic. Our Friday AFM panel was excellent although with my fellow panelists we could have gone on for days. We then went to an amazing seafood restaurant that specialized in oysters and other good ol' bottom dwellers. In fact, the restaurant offered many many many (i.e., 12) kinds of oysters. One of these days I'll have to write haiku based on the names of these exotic oysters.

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I love watching language evolve but I also dread it at the same time as the SCOUNDRELS always rush in to use language to take away freedoms. As Oliver Wendell Holmes stated, "When words lose their meaning, men lose their freedom." He was right. The word, "LIBERAL," which in pre-Fox times, meant "open minded" and more positive things, is now used to smear someone's character - those LIBERALS from Massachusetts, or those LIBERALS who hijacked four planes on 9/11/2001, or those LIBERALS who are reckless spenders - nevermind that one - those people are now known as Republicans. George Bush has, unarguably, given us much larger government as his first act was to increase the size of government by creating an office of religious affairs in the White House, mixing government and religion just like our enemies in the Middle East.

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This pretexting stuff is getting interesting. PRETEXTING - for me this is a new word. It seems to mean representing yourself falsely. (If she hadn't pretext-ed, she might be smiling instead.) Isn't that what guys in a bar do when they go up to women and start to talk? I THINK GEORGE BUSH AND THOSE COMPASSIONATE CONSERVATIVES ARE PRETEXTERS, pretexters who were ahead of the curve - pre-Hewlett-Packard pretexters. They are to be commended for reresenting themselves in a disingenuous manner WAY BEFORE those HP pretexters. They may have been too modest to coin a special term for their behavior but they are pre-pretexters.

Pretexting - I bet the word, "pretext," will be in the 2008 versions of several dictionaries. It's surely a better-sounding word than, "humongous," "anywho," or "impact" as a verb.

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MARK FOLEY.... Oh my. It's good to chase after people who are at least 18 years old. Why didn't he go after good looking males who look young but are legal? Washington DC is full of them. I also will never be able to understand gay Republicans. Why wouldn't they be Democrats? They'd be better received and fit in better. Of course, I don't fit into any of my groups either but being a straight white guy (I can't help the way I was born), I'm not automatically excluded from much. Life in the U. S. is not very hard for straight white males.

MARK FOLEY.... Oh my. I look forward to learning more of the detals of Denny Hastert's changing story with respect to the coverup of Mark Foley's emails and antics.

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UK SONGWRITERS WILL GET 8% OF ONLINE REVENUE, that is, they will contine getting 8%. They wanted 12% and the labels wanted to give them stale bread and unfiltered water but they compromised on the 8% figure.

from Thursday's Wall Street Journal, the right-wing rag to which I subscribe:

"British record companies and songwriters reached agreement over how much artists should be paid when their songs are sold online or through cellphone downloads, ending a dispute that cast uncertainty over the distribution of profits from digital-download services.

Both sides backed down from their initial claims, agreeing to adopt the existing temporary rate under which songwriters receive 8% of revenue for the next three years, equivalent to about 5.3 pence, or 10 cents, per song download from Apple Computer Inc.'s iTunes Store service.

Songwriters and composers had demanded an increase to 12% to recognize the lower costs to record companies of selling downloads, compared with compact discs. The music companies wanted a 6.5% rate and CERTAIN DISCOUNTS to help develop the music-download industry."

CERTAIN DISCOUNTS along the lines of:

"We'll need to hold back your royalties for a period not to exceed thirty (30) years while we continue to invent the Internet and build a fair, equitable and sustainable business model. At the end of such time, you will receive monies due, minus certain discounts."

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IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I'VE DIARIZED. I'VE BEEN TOO BUSY LIVING TO WRITE and many friends have wondered why I've been missing from cyberspace. I've traveled too much, spent too much time responding to email, writing other stuff, doing workplace related stuff, answering strange and very fun queries (from fun "not-me" type publications), discovering more of the 5,231 New York restaurants, meeting strangers and even working out.

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And then there was San Antonio.... The Riverwalk is very pretty but sadly the restaurants on the Riverwalk are tourist quality, and the high temperatures from September 13-17 were Hell quality. My professional stuff there went well and I got to spend great time with great friends and make great new friends.

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LAST NIGHT I MET AND SPOKE WITH AL FRANKEN. He was thrilled that I had seen him an hour earlier on MSNBC's "Hardball." He was interviewed simultaneously with the very conservative and not -as-intellectually gifted Tony Blankley and ex-Boston Globe columnist/plagiarizer Mike Barnicle. Al asked me questions about my perception of the show, in particular whether I thought Al had been rough on Blankley. I laughed and told him that Blankley was going down an indefensible road and that Al had been right to remind the viewers that the IRAQ WAR was supposed to last only a few weeks, that we would be welcomed as liberators, that Saddam had weapons of mass destruction, that this war could be paid for with Iraq's own oil profits,

One of the best points Al Franken made was in response to one of the favorite Republican talking points, the foolish, "we haven't been hit here since 2001." Al countered that we have been hit here in the United States - more than 2,700 of our troops have been killed and more than 20,000 have been seriously injured.

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Al's talk at Borders at Columbus Circle (on the second floor of this), was about an hour in length and one that I could not leave - I had not planned on seeing Al Franken, and did not expect to stay for his talk or want an autograph, but he is so damn intelligent, original, funny and insightful, I could not leave. From his opening remarks - that Bush won in 2004 because of FEAR, SMEARS and QUEERS - to a very heart warming reading about his father and mother, to his responses to questions (he misses Bill O'Reilly because he was such a good President of the Sexual Harrassment of Producers Club and that it was sad that due to O'Reilly's settlement of the sexual harrassment lawsuit against him, Bill was forced to step down from his dsitinguished Presidency), AL FRANKEN WAS FANTASTIC. I've got so much more to write about the great time last night wth Al but it will have to wait.

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This was only the second time I stood in line to get an autograph. The first time was in 1995 when I waited i line to meet one of my musical heroes, LEVON HELM, drummer/mandolinist/vocalist/composer of THE BAND. I had the chance to meet George Crumb that day (being a "serious" composer, he smokes a pipe), a guy whose music I don't care for and whose music, while often visually clever and pretty, is vastly overrated in the small and unnoticed world of "art music" or "concert music" or "classical music," or whatever it is you call that stuff of my academic degrees, but chose to meet Levon Helm instead.

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I hope Terrell Owens, aka T.O., really did not try to commit suicide as is being reported this morning in Dallas. Even though he has been such an obnoxious and pompous ass, he seems to be much less obnoxious and pompous in recent weeks, and suicide is such a tragic thing. I hope he gets better.

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I look forward to the baseball playoffs. Because my SUPERSTITIONS are raging (it must be a lunar thing), I'll refrain from writing in detail what will happen (as I fancy/fantasy myself prescient when it comes to baseball), except for.....

GO TWINS! (or Tigers, or AL team that is not from 161st Street, or any National League team)

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TOMORROW I LEAVE FOR BOSTON. I'll be speaking at NEMO on this excellent panel. YEA NEMO.

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Adding the word, "BROKEBACK," or film excerpts from BROKEBACK or music from BROKEBACK to anything, in addition to infringing copyright (often an excellent thing to do with one's life), can guarantee a rocking and rolling good time. Brokeback Harry Potter, for example.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKYmX6CK5Sc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PmtP5AzppO4&mode=related&search=

I might have to create my own Brokeback Rush O'Reilly. Bill and Rush... I can see the dreamy looks in their eyes and hear the acoustic and steel guitars weeping all over them.....

Maybe some of this could be worked into it. I forgot that the United States boycotted Canada and brought our northern neighbors to their knees. (oops - there's that Brokeback theme again)

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I ASKED A CLASS I AM TEACHING IN MANHATTAN to travel as a group to various locations in Manhattan and ask strangers to take photographs of them as a group. I told them that these photographs have to be of the entire class standing in front of the specific buildings, statues, people, animals and clocks listed below.

The order of photo-required sights below is helpful in terms of the direction they will travel. (A few of these photographs - for example, the policeman/fireman, the hot dog that costs less than $2, and the guy selling illegal goods - can be taken at several points in Manhattan.)

I suggested that someone from the class should use his/her camera, or the class can purchase a cheap, disposable camera for this field trip. The fifteen (15) photographs need to be developed at any of the many one-hour photo developing stores in Manhattan.

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Here's where they have to go and what they have to photo.

1. A picture of the class standing in front of Arturo Di Modica's Bull Statue near Wall Street

2. A picture of the class standing with a NYC policeman or NYC fireman

3 A picture of the class standing in front of the American Standard Building with the Empire State Building in the background

4. A picture of the class standing in front of a NY Public Library Lion Statue

5. A picture of the class standing in front of a clock in Grand Central Station

6. A picture of the class standing in front of an official NYC Subway t-shirt in a museum or store found in Grand Central Station

7. A picture of the class standing in front of the clock at 53rd & 6th with Radio City Music Hall in the background

8. A picture of the class standing in front of a guy selling illegal goods (knockoff bags, sunglasses, etc.) on a street

9. A picture of the class standing in front of the Apple Store "cube" on 5th Avenue

10. A picture of the class standing in front of a horse (a real, living, breathing four-legged horse)

11. A picture of a cart that is selling a $2 hot dog

12. A picture of a cart that is selling a hot dog that costs less than $2

13. A picture of the class standing in front of the Bethesda Fountain

14. A picture of the class standing in front of the Bethesda Fountain with the San Remo
apartments in the background

15. A picture of the class standing in front of the Boathouse in Central Park

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I look forward to seeing these photographs. Next time I ask a class to do something like this, I want to go with them. I can't be with them because I am flying to San Antonio tomorrow morning. I am flying on Continental Airlines - YEA - everyone in the know tells me wonderful things about Continental.

This is one of the things I'll do on Thursday. I expect to talk a lot, play great audio, video, say things I'll regret and so on. And then there are six other things to do in the next few days. I should also do this while in San Antonio.

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I ATE WITH A FRIEND AT ROSA MEXICANA THIS AFTERNOON, THE ROSA at Lincoln Center. It is a beautiful place. (There are many NUDE guys diving off a cliff and down the wall in the picture.) They, the waiters, not the NUDE divers, make the guacamole at your table to your specified spiciness. Bob Simon was having lunch there as well. While on the subject of talking heads and/or celebrities, James Kallstrom sat next to me at an American Airlines gate at LaGuardia. I remember seeing him a lot during the TWA FL 800 investigation.

Simon and Kallstrom are nice (in other words, I have ULTRA-MODERATE feelings for them) and certainly better than the NASTY CHRISTIANS, an ugly wife, ugly husband, and a sympathetic kid (sadly he had them for parents!), who sat near my friend and me last weekend in Franklin, Tennessee. I used the word, "NUDE," in a conversation and the nasty Christians turned around and glared and started talking trash - all because I used the word, "NUDE," in a conversation for which they chose to react. Thank you God for keeping me in New York and far from those two Christians. In New York it is safe to say NUDE in a prvate conversation. There aren't as many moralists lurking behind you.

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OTHER STUFF to write - Brazilian Girls and Interracial Dating

I bought the new BRAZILIAN GIRLS CD today. It is called, "Talk To La Bomb." I listened to the first 7 songs as I walked to Grand Central Station. Even being near Grand Central is a joy - walking in is a profound experience as evidenced by looking at the restored ceiling. The new Brazilian Girls CD is great, at least 7 songs in. I wanted to visit their website just now and entered their name followed by a dot com. I, instead, ended up in a different Cyber Meadow with a lot of sites to choose from. The one at the top of the page led me to this interracial dating site. Interracial dating - what a great thing (look how happy these couples are - someday I'll be that happy) but I've got music to read about not dating to do.

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The 80 Gb iPod came out today. Of course it did as I bought the 60 Gb iPod recently. Damn it. And more damn it because it was supposed to rain in NYC today. The best way to prevent this rain is for me to carry an umbrella around. I did and the clouds steered clear.

There is little worse than air guitar. Well, air guitarists are worse.

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I AM GOING TO SEE Richard Bona tonight at Joe's Pub. It is his CD release party. Should I bring a gift?

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I FLY TO NASHVILLE TOMORROW to attend orientation for Leadership Music. I am honored to have been invited to become a member of the Leadership Music Class of 2007 and have committed to being a student of sorts from now until May 2007. Other than taking a few excellent Berkman Center for Internet and Society at Harvard Law School online classes in the last few years, I normally dread the thought of being a student. I like to learn by just doing things recklessly and equipped with lots of books, resources, laptop, iPod and a subway pass. I'll see how I fare at being lectured to in the next nine months (pretend I did not end that sentence with a preposition).

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Next week I'll be in San Antonio to speak at the 2006 National Conference of the College Music Society. I'll be chairing and speaking on four panels and two workshops on Friday and Saturday. On the Thursday before, I'll be speaking to the Society of Composers, Inc. who are also meeting in San Antonio. I've never been to SA-TX and am really looking forward to this hectic trip.

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I WATCHED KATIE COURIC's debut on the CBS Evening News last night. I am neutral on her (ultra moderate, the neo cons would call it) but was impressed by her, the selection of news, the interview with Thomas Friedman, ad especially this fantastic, beautiful, heart-manipulating and hopefully life-changing story about artists who paint portraits of young orphans in Nicaragua.

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ISN'T THIS AN AMAZING WASTE OF WHITE, RED AND BLACK< not to mention that this foolish and nearly empty space CLOGS UP THE TUBES of the Internet! (I'll have trouble forgetting Ted Stevens' remarks on net neutrality and the Internet, as well as receiving "an internet" from his staff.

Here is Ted Stevens' own words about the TUBES via Jon Stewart.

...your own personal internet, clogging up tubes, sticking it up your tube...... Yup, it's the Internet and we need to understand how it works.

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MY YESTERDAY, DESPITE STARTING WITH NEWT GINGRICH, TURNED OUT AMAZING. I got together with a friend and another new friend who does top secret work for our government. Fortunately he is very intelligent and means well as do many people in government. Too bad I cannot say the same for Bush and his redistribute-wealth-while-we-can crowd.

We explored some of the great places in midtown Manhattan including Heartland and St. Andrews on 44th. We had Michelle. Michelle made me happy.

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I then said goodbye to my friends and decided to visit my friends at Brazil Grill to end this wonderful Brazil Day correctly. All of the usual suspects were there as well as lot of non-Brazilians dressed in Brazil yellow, green and blue. I too was in those colors - yellow shorts, my blue Smithsonian shirt and my green Red Sox hat with the red B and the RED SHAMROCK. Even on Brazil Day, I cannot help but offend New York Yankee fans. It's just the way it is. Two for the price of one.

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I got to know Mauricio and Leslie, the poor woman, and many others. Leslie had the worst dumbest of dumb boyfriends. He did not like me or my Red Sox hat, and did not like the fact that she found me, like any breathing male, much more interesting than him. He was an idiot and a Yankee fan. A guy whose parents deprived him of a good genetic pool but unlike many others he did nothing to rectify this. Moron.

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My friend Mauricio and I were watching this great concert DVD of Fagner, a very big star in Brazil. Some women told me that he has the perfect voice and that he is often referred to as the Frank Sinatra of Brazil. He and his band were great. And everyone was having fun, especially Leslie as she was away from her Stone Age boyfriend.

After the video ended, someone turned on one of those great Brazilian novellas (sometimes these are called telenovellas) and more stuff kept transpiring.

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Caiaparinhas cachaca comedy

A while later, Mauricio grabbed me and very excitedly yelled, Michael. Look! He was pointing to the sidewalk on 8th avenue. And who was there but Fagner himself! How bizarre as we had just watched his concert from Brazil and there he was in the flesh in Hell's Kitchen. Mauricio told me to go talk to him as other were. He was being very respectfully mobbed, well, partially mobbed. Brazilians treat each other with respect and the big stars are often down to earth and regular people. So it was with Fagner. He & I very quickly became great pals. We drank and sang for the rest of the night. His English is good and because my Portuguese is bad, we took to a lot of singing. He was amazed at how many Brazilian songs I knew and we also just had good chemistry. I think he is 5 years older than I am and that we are old hippies.

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We ended up closing down BG. I think I got home before 4. Fagner was staying in Room 1144. I was supposesd to visit him today but today was too busy.

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I lead a truly amazing and bizarre life - from Newt Gingrich to a great American spy to the great Brazilian singer, Fagner, all in one day and all in midtown, and all but Newt in Hells Kitchen.

This was an unusual Sunday even by NYC standards.

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I haven't sung in awhile. I like doing it and might have to do this some more.

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Tomorrow morning I get to watch and discuss Crooklyn and Bulworth from the point of view of copyright and clearances. Those last words would seem to dull down some great stuff. Hopefully it won't.

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TODAY IS BRAZIL DAY HERE IN Manhattan NEW YORK. Tomorrow is West Indian American Day and it will be a much wilder celebration that takes place in Brooklyn.

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I saw two things today I usually do not see. I am used to police with machine guns (usually two police with machine guns) standing outside St. Patrick's Cathedral on Sunday morning. The first time I saw that, a few years ago, I was a bit unnerved, shocked and saddened that life in the 00's has gotten this way. Now I just expect it and know that these guys know how to not use, and use, these things. Today there was one police officer inside St. Patrick's. That is unusual.

Newt Gingrich was also inside St. Patrick's. I'm glad there's no discrimination inside the cathedral although when it comes to enemies of the poor and middle class, I would place Newt high on the list. And I think that the Catholic Church has done some things very well when it comes to taking care of the poor. It's good that a powerful and profound enemy of the poor, such as Newt Gingrich, can find it not hypocritical to be in a Catholic cathedral. Of course Newt and religion go well together. Just ask him.

I think the pliceman and Newt were not coincidental but the actual embodiment of LAW and the NEW(t) WORLD ORDER.

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And there are people this morning with beach chairs on the "lawn" at Rockefeller Plaza watching the U. S. Open on a big ass, very BIG ASS television screen. Go AGASSI. I've got to get a lawn chair. They're aways useful in Central Park. Until today I didn't know how appropriate they were at Rock Center.

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HERE IS MY TRAVEL SCHEDULE FOR THE NEXT THREE MONTHS. I love NYC and hate leaving (I love leaving Nashville though), although I love travel and all of these are very cool trips for very cool reasons.

September 7 to 10, Nashville
September 11 to 12, New York
September 13 to 17, San Antonio
September 18 to 28, New York

September 29 to October 1, Boston

October 2 to 3, New York
October 4 to 8, Montreal
October 9 to 11, New York
October 12 to 15, Nashville
October 16 to 19, New York
October 20 to 22, Boston
October 23 to 28, New York

October 29 to November 1, New Orleans

November 2 to 8, New York
November 9 to 12, Nashville
November 13 to 19, New York
November 20 to 26, Boston

November 27 to December 6, New York

December 7 to 10, Nashville
December 11 to 16, New York

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It's time to find my inner Brazilian and go play outdoors in the sunshine on 6th Avenue.

Sunshine in New York.... a welcome event

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I'VE BEEN AWAY FROM BLOGGING FOR A LONG TIME and some friends have been calling and writing to ask if I'm OK. I am OK other than in the arguable sense of "why are you this way?" or "how can any normal person think the way you do?"

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I've been involved in too many projects - some wild copyright stuff, helping legitimate defendants from crazy headed plaintiffs (plaintiffs who are doing the shakedown, yielding a fat federal government-backed copyright weapon on innocent people turned defendants) - [for me, RSS often stands for Replays, Samples and Steals, and not really simple syndication] - NYC workplace stuff, NYC adventures - meeting unusual people in usual places (streets and subways), seeing my second rat (again, a subway rat - no rats running dow the aisles of local restaurants, yet) and spending more time than usual in Union Square, and no time in my local Starbucks (my two "locals" are at Broadway & 51st, and 34th & 5th). No Starbucks is due to buying my second French press coffeemaker/mug. This time I bought cornflower blue and cornflower blue came (unlike the first order that gave me silver)- "cornflower blue, that is. Black gold Texas tea."

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And then there's the other problem - everytime I move back to NYC, something drastic happens and almost immediately. Last year it was Hurricane Katrina. This year it is the loss of a friend, a quiet friend I've known since I was a child. Number 9. The quiet cute one. The turtoise, the underdog, the one that made people smile, that only did good. The one that kept on spinning and turning, rotating and revolving. It was there when you woke up and it was there as you slept. For whom does the bell toll? Who is it I've lost?

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Pluto. Even the name is cute. Countless dogs are named for the 9th planet.

These activist astronomer/scientists, these INTERFERRERS and ASTRO-Evil Doers, have decided to re-write science and MY HISTORY by removing the little planet - "he who is last shall be first" - no, not anymore. He who is last will be discarded. This damn Darwinian type of astronomy.

I love Davd Leterman's joke about this, a la Joseph Lieberman - something to the effect of...... "Pluto has lost and has announced that it will now run as an independent."

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MySpace announced today that they will now sell the music of 3,000,000 unsigned bands. MySpace has 106,000,000 users. My question is - with 106,000,000 users, how can there be only 3,000,000 unsigned bands? Why aren't there 93,000,000 unsigned bands/singer-songwriters in a space of 106,000,000? Maybe there are only 3,000,000 unsigned bands on MySpace. How many of the 103,000,000 others on MySpace are unsigned actors? Surely they too need a-signin'.

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I've not been down to the "hole in the ground," as Mayor Ray Nagin, not America's mayor, so indelicately put it. We'll be having way too many 5th year anniversary remembrances and media attention, especially here in New York. Bush will use the 9/11 commemorative events as he and his machine, in addtion to having recently learned the word, "fascist" and created the term, "Islamo-fascist," and comparing those opposed to staying in Iraq to those who appeased the Nazis in World War II, will do anything to keep voters minds away from the "catastrophic success" known as Iraq, the almost-selling of port security to the highest bidder, the national deficit and debt, and gas and oil prices. Bush, Rove, Cheney and Rumsfeld should really be ashamed as they sink lower and lower - such an immoral bunch. I can't imagin this kind of crass and offensive language from Bill Clinton a guy who grew up in an unpriviliged world in Arkansas.

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And I've learned about bed bugs. I learned from talking to friends who live in the world's two best cities - Boston and New York - as well as from reading this transcript from a Dateline show - Bed Bugs Bite Back. Hopefully I'll never write or think about bed bugs again.

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I've been seeing some of these "I won't get germed in NYC" things on subways. People don't want to get germed, so there is that product and many more. I just stand titled and/or lean against what I can in the subway car or put my arm around a pole - anything to avoid touching my hand to part of the inside of a subway car. And if I fail and have to touch something with my hand, I then wipe my now-polluted and corrupted hand on something or someone. No, just kidding. I don't touch strangers that soon but I like it when they touch me. Take last night for example..... No. I'll discuss her touch at another time. Or not.

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SOME HAIKU

These are haiku from
a purposeless life. These are
purposeless haiku

I heard that Seinfeld
Was about nothing - that's just
Like all pop culture

That's like these haiku
These haiku are like nothing
Unless they're something

These haiku like to
meander and circumvent
any real substance

These haiku are in
hiding - their time has not yet
come - they'll stay buried

They'll surface when it's
time and not before their time
they're like secret acts

Of a subversive
mysterious government
only with conscience

These aren't Dick Cheney
style amoral actions - they
won't harm anyone

They'll be back in the
future when their expression
will be warranted

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SOON I will print my TRAVEL SCHEDULE in this space. I will add this because I've got friends who want to come visit. (Living in Western midtown Manhattan, at the edge of Hell's Kitchen and only a few blocks from Central Park means that you have more friends than you ever thought you could.) Everyone who has asked to come visit this year is a friend, unlike last year when a few people I met immediately made it clear that they would be visiting me and staying with me. I don't like that over the top mercernary aproach to "friendship," so, these new "friends" never did stay with me. I am very protective of my time and can sometimes detect when I am about to be used.

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It's another wet cloudy day in Manhattan so I need to take to the streets and play in Central Park before we eat sushi at Tomoe. To be continued......

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