Monday, December 08, 2008

I was going to leave this as a comment on Perry's blog but sometimes it is intimidating leaving comments places where people who are probably wittier than you might read them. Fuck all.

Everytime I get a call from someone, I try to write down their number and the date they called, because I want to keep the numbers up-to-date and I don't trust my office phone's memory or my cell phone's address list. I have many pieces of paper lying about my office with scribbled names, dates and numbers on them...I think it freaks people out. I try not to answer my phone unless I know who it is, in order to make sure, I have to reference my scribbled notes, which takes too fucking long...thus the person ends up leaving a message, which I don't want to listen to because it will be so fucking long and their number may or may not be at the end of it.

I'm growing a beard, I'm going for that Ted Kaczynski look (I almost didn't include that part because I wasn't sure how to spell Kaczynski). I also wear a waist coat sometimes but it isn't as cool you would think. I realized this weekend that I hadn't worn jeans in over a month...I immediatly retrieved a pair from my dresser and put them on, fearing that if I didn't, I would start laughing on the inhale.

Friday, December 05, 2008

The Beat, circa 1892, w/ hats.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

I don't need to tell you that this photo collection of students from Patrick Henry College called Right: Portraits from the Evangelical Ivy League by (my brother?) Jona Frank hits a little too close to home.

Here's a selected photo essay from Mother Jones. The interviews with some of the students are amazing — though, as you'll read, you've already met them all.

Like Shant Boyajian, 20. President of the Patrick Henry College Republicans.

"I came to the school because of the education and the professors and particularly because it was offering a Christian education from a classic liberal arts perspective."

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Yo ho ho

What is it, exaclty, about Hillsdale and pirates?

There is Dr. Arnn's known association with pirates, dating from the start of his tenure as president, then there's Peter Leeson's Austrian-buccaneer economics and now Hillsdale alum Erik Prince is going to have his mercenary company, Blackwater, fight pirates?

What the hell people.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Reading on the current 1st ammendment case in the Supreme Court, I have to wonder why some of the Beat Boys haven't converted to Summum.

I mean come on. Gibs? The third aphorism is about vibration.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

According to Stephen Colbert, part of the economic crisis is due to computers, which are programed to dump stock (for example) at times when humans might hang on. Some ridiculous percentage of the stock market is actually computer-run. This, for me, revives questions about whether it's really a bad idea to attack machines that do human-like jobs. Maybe if we'd all started stabbing automatic vacuums when I said we should, we'd be okay now ....

You know they're evil

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Say what you will about Hillsdale College (I will, thank you), but Arnn is actually a good sport. After generations of getting called a pirate, for no real reason, getting a pirates flag flown from his office window (we suspect Bob, obviously), and having himself refered to as Arrrrrrrrn, he's gone ahead and accepted the joke. A tamed down version, clearly, but still, according to the Collegian, Arnn presides over an annual pirate party.

In other Collegian news, Hillsdale Hardcore is lamer than I remember. And the Manning Street racists are ridiculously aggressive.

On the other hand, Hillsdale homophobia is exactly as I remember, as you can see in the perfectly expressed in this awful driblet:

Heneveld wasn't "losing his morals,"- his Facebook "Interested In" status clearly states "women."

Saturday, September 20, 2008

I talked to Dr. Scalia on Wednesday. He is over in Baltimore these days. He inquired about his Post Modern Students and I gave him the updates I had. Also, he was the volume editor for the Bloom's Critical Companion to Emerson, and I think he has a few other books/chapters coming out in the near future.

By the way, does anyone happen to know what became of the Post Modern video? I'd like a copy before it gets too lost.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

In the early morning and late night hours, the Danger Cart and Beat door/flag, respectively, were "liberated" by three brave, anonymous souls. They're undergoing treatment to preserve their status as historical relics, and shall be proudly displayed as such.

Let September 10, 2008, then, stand in history as "Beat Reclamation Day."

Also, happy early birthday, Hugger.

Saturday, September 06, 2008

The Beat's door, with all the signatures, is in the basement of a house. The last remnants of The Wake, children of The Bench, live there.

It's being used for beer pong.

Sad day.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Someone reminded me about Scoutmaster and former Hillsdale College student/theocrat Hans Zeiger so I wanted to see what he doing now in light of being cut off from the warm nationalist paternal love-milk of his alma mater.

Turns out he has out-Zeigered himself and is now writing (at least part-time) for an Orthodox Anglican publication called, and I am not making this up, Virtue Online.

Since Zeiger, who claims to be stationed in Canterbury, and other writers for the site aren't reporting any news other media don't have, it seems the only purpose of Virtue Online is to elaborate on what they see as the sinfulness of gay people, people who don't hate gay people and, especially, other Anglicans who don't hate gay people.

His blogs and columns have stopped, though the Virtue Online articles could arguably be a violation of his promise to stop writing about current events. As he said in a January 2007 column:

In most activities of life, silence is the prudent thing. If words are to be used, let them be about the Savior of mankind whose incarnation we have just celebrated. Of Him, may we speak as fervently, as humbly, to one soul as we write to thousands.

Anyone else heard of any news, stories or travels of Zeiger or the Zeigerish peoples?

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

I have become engaged. To a woman no less. The wedding will be June or July of next summer after she finishes her thesis on elements of literary criticism in Poe's detective short stories, and after I get back from Argentina.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Monday, June 30, 2008

For those of you who swooned @ Ron Paul, any thoughts of what you'll do come November? Thoughts about the capital-L Libertarians and Bob Barr?

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Favorite word today: Swag. Meaning: Stolen shit,
or, stuff that was once pretty valuable but now is sort of 25 cents on the dollar, but maybe it's worth something to someone.

Allegedly, the word's police report jargon for "Stolen Without A Gun," though that's obviously fiction. Fun though.

Also ... because Bush is almost gone
& because I keep finding myself sucked into politics
& because
I can:

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Overheard in Hillsdale, Michigan:

Ignoramus: You hear Osama's going to be the front runner for the democrats?

Bemused: ...

Ignoramus: (repeats) You know Osama's the front runner for the democrats now?

Bemused: Osama?

Ignoramus: Yeah. Baraka.

Bemused: Oh, him.

Ignoramus: The White House ain't gonna be white anymore.

Bemused: ...

Ignoramus: He's gonna get his disco ball up.

Friday, May 30, 2008

I live in a country where, 7 years ago, the government seized virtually every bank account in the country--denying people access to their money--and later returning (if one was so lucky) only a third of it. The government routinely denies the visible, palpable inflation and relentlessly increasing poverty rates. There is no abortion, except in back allies in "villas miserias"--shantytowns built using whatever people can slap together. These, my friends, are problems.

I do, however, know that a scarf is not a problem. What the fuck is this?

Thursday, May 29, 2008

For Dave

Friday, May 09, 2008

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

I think Farnham needs some of these....and Dr. JJ

Someone has been watching too much SNL.

Friday, April 18, 2008

'I'm a big fan of Radio Control'

One Valentine's Day, Hugger and I watched that movie with Paul Giamatti about the guy who lived in Cleveland, was really sad, and drew a series of comics about how sad his life was. American Splendor, about Harvey Pekar. I remember we went to the video store and every movie about anything remotely related to love was checked out, even "Assassination Tango" and Maggie Gyllenhaal's S&M-romantic comedy.

Not that we were looking for a romantic movie, but the shelves were wiped and the desperation of that was sort of stark.

So we got this really really sad movie about a really really sad man, who seemed a lot like my friends, and a lot like me.

Case in point: Hugger didn't watch the movie, because he was drinking peach schnapps and had been drinking peach schnapps since he woke up that morning. He will claim that this has nothing to do with the fact he was spending Valentine's Day with me, but he's full of shit.

The movie really depressed me. Not because Pekar was pathetic or lonely or sad, but because he didn't have any fight left in him. I wanted to have some way to fight back, even if I was pathetic, some way to hope things could be better, even if that made me pathetic. This is why I thought American Splendor was sad, but thought Love Liza, with Philip Seymore Hoffman, was beautiful. Dave Frank used to try to push that movie on people.

I really like it, he would say. I just really like it.

Dave and I didn't watch that movie together, so every time he told me he really liked it, I would say I did too.

Did you see it? he would say, and he would point at me. Dave always pointed at me, his hand like a pretend gun, like I wouldn't know he was talking to me unless he pointed.

Yes, I would say. I did.

I really like it, Dave would say. I mean, I really like it. A lot of people didn't like it. They were like, 'this is sad,' but I just really thought it was good. It was a good sad.

Hoffman's character in the movie, Wilson, thinks that Radio Control planes could save him. He tries to get over his wife's suicide and his addiction to huffing gas by becoming a fan of Radio Control. He was really really sad and lonely and pathetic, and seemed a lot like my friends and a lot like me, but maybe more than Pekar, because he had some kind of hope. He could get excited about things and in one scene he goes crashing into a lake, just so he can tell people that he has an identity.

Do you know who I am? he says. I am a big fan of Radio Control.

I thought he was going to say he lived at the Beat.

I was thinking about this when I read Dave's last column. I really like Dave's columns. He makes himself sound sad, like what my mom would have said was sadsack, though I don't know exactly what that is. But like that. Except he also has that kid-like consternation, and he sounds really sweet, which was always Dave's big secret.

In every one of his columns, I keep wondering if Dave's going to suddenly get excited and start yelling that he loves Radio Control. If he ever does, I hope someone's there to tell him they do too.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

From the leaked script of Oliver Stone's movie about George Bush, an oddly Beat scene:

After being accepted to Harvard Business School, W. downs a pint of Wild Turkey, drives onto the lawn of his parents' Washington, D.C., home, and challenges his daddy to a boxing match.

George Sr. is pretty reasonable: "My advice to you—go to an AA meeting."

George W. is pretty adolescent: "Thank you, Mr. Perfect. Mr. War Hero. Mr. Fucking-God-Almighty."

Monday, March 31, 2008

I just clicked "edit page" under the disambiguation page for "the beat" and added a quick line. It will probably be gone tomorrow. Maybe I'll assign it as homework or extra credit next semester. Ah the joys of having sla.. Students.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Hello everyone, this is my son, Ezra.

Also, I would like to second Dave's Wikipedia and Flickr suggestions. I also think we should get together in the Midwest in August, or at least all make it to the next Beat reunion Silliman's wedding.

Also, I liked how most people that were at the Beat and didn't live there could never really tell who lived there, like it didn't matter.

Also, have you guys heard of bershon? photos here

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Welcome to the new American Police State.

I wish more communities had people like John Adams.

"Love, Marital Aids and Forgiveness"
"The Longest Beat Post Ever"


The history of love, The Beat and Dave Frank will have begun five years ago this November, a little more than two years before the Crunk Party and roughly a year following my institutionalization.

From a 2003 post by Will:

"Dave Frank is the man I hate to love. I'm not at all kidding when I call him a Gary or say he's the biggest tool I know."

"I can't put my figure on what kind of idiot Dave Frank is exactly. He's like a posing poser who hates the posers. It's like 'The personality traits I stole from someone else are cool, but yours suck. And not just cuz its different.'"

"[I]f any one ever figures out Dave Frank, I am afraid we are going to have to kill them and their family lest this information get out [and] the universe implode."

"As I just wrote on my blog, the world has a mixed opinion about Dave Frank. God sees both sides of the issue."

"Every day I drive past a gas station called 'Prospect Service Station.' Even though I have never met Prosp3ct, not do I know his real name, he seems the kind of fellow who would get 'The Cute' seal of approval. I am not so certain the same could be said about Dave, however."
-Sarah Hempel

But, as we all know, the love grew, and I often feel what Silliman described the summer before the Beat Class of 2006 entered its senior year.


1.) I know it's been called for before, but does someone who is less lazy than me want start a Beat wikpedia entry? I promise to participate in resulting hijinks.

2.) Does someone know how to start an online Beat photo album where anyone of us can add shit? Maybe you can do it on flickr, I don't know because I don't have an account.

I can do a photo blog or whatever, but I didn't know what was the best way. There's tons of Beat pictures and memorabilia on facebook, this blog and spread around the internet (and inside Beatnik bedroom drawers which often share space with Eastern European pornography collections).

It would be nice to have all that stuff available in one place for posterity and women seeking marital aids.

3.) Can we update the links to the blogs that don't work? Obviously this is contingent on there being new blogs to replace the old ones, but send Will the link if you got one.

4.) Is there any other Beatniks or known associates (i.e. Luke, Hugger, Green) who have blogs we should link to?

5.) Could Will or whoever put up a picture of the house where the list of current Beat residents now is? Or/also maybe make a list that has each year the Beat was alive with the guys living there at the time.

6.) Can anyone think of an epigraph to be included in an award-winning account of The Beat that will be written by a precocious graduate student during the literary revival of the mid-21st century?

7.) August, I got your call Friday but was at work and then was walking around Virginia City yesterday and I don't get coverage there because my phone sucks. I'll call you today.


This reminds me that it's time for all Beatniks to forgive each other.

It's very late in the West.

"Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland where you're madder than I am/ I'm with you in Rockland where you must feel very strange."


Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Before a crazy mob?

beatnik questionnaire

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Dylan Lindgren, 30 March 1985 - 8 March 2008

At 4:30am, Dylan "EZ D" Lindgren passed away after a prolonged battle against Hodgkin's lymphoma.

May he rest in peace.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Mea culpa.
Apologies for the sudden disappearance of comments. In attempting to restore access to the archives, HaloScan stuff disappeared. I still have a copy of the old, now defunct, template, if somebody better than I am with HTML and CSS wants to give it a go. In the meantime, there's always Blogger-powered commenting?
The Collegian featured The BEAT this past week. Check it out here.

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Dylan's condition is not well. From the Facebook group “Dylan Lindgren”:

Dylan has been in the hospital since the beginning of February. The doctors have now given him at most ten days. He has declined any further treatment from the doctors, opting to spend his last days as alert and unfettered as possible so that he can talk to friends and family. They are trying to keep him as comfortable as possible with morphine, however, his breathing is very labored and he has difficulty holding his head up. He is alert as of right now, and can follow conversations.

Thanks to everyone for showing how much you love and care for Dylan. He is truly grateful for all you've done for him and, I think, genuinely surprised to know we all care about him so much.

During this really difficult time, please keep Dylan and his family and friends in your prayers.

Today Oatess, Dunn, Naomi, and I visited him at Henry Ford Hospital in Detroit. August was there, and Ryan is coming later. Dylan was too weak to laugh or tell stories but his good nature and inner strength is unflappable as always.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Gentlemen, I am engaged.

So it goes.

A ring was produced from the hand of a naked and trembling and kneeling Jon Gibbons about two weeks ago. We're both very happy.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Not even kidding, Jon's long-lost brother:

Saturday, February 09, 2008

I watched this video a lot as a young Baptist.
Jon might recall it as well.

"Satan Bite the Dust"

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Nerd questions.

1.) Has anyone found a good continental philosophy blog?

2.) Does anyone know of a group that advocates nonviolence resistance in opposition to American bases around the world? I'm not just asking because I'm trying to speed up the looming battle between Lee Nunn and myself.

Friday, January 18, 2008

I definitely have these moments of, "Am I an adult now?" We have guest towels. You know ... Amber has these towels I'm not allowed to use unless we have guests over. When guests come over we get them out. That seems like that's a pretty big sign. But then, you know, we drank two cases of PBR this weekend.

        - Lee Nunn on the existential problem of guest towels

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Also, what the fuck is everyone up to?

Place, profession and a given experience. Maybe a current or recent book.


-Carson City, Nevada.
-Reporter, writer.
-Me and Jen went sledding on a mountain near Lake Tahoe this Saturday and made a snow sculpture of a giant penis.
-"Amerika" by Kafka.

This documentary rocked my sack. It's the same guy who did "Hoop Dreams."

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

I just want to say, in response to Juno (excellent film)...We liked the Moldy Peaches before they were hip.

Who's got the crack?

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Totally unsupported caucus predictions:

Obama beats Clinton, but within the margin of error. Edwards, not knocked out, joins forces with Richardson. Kusinich claims victory, no one knows for what, and Shirley MacClaine agrees.

McCain gets a surge, though not a win. Huckabee takes it, leaving the party split between McCain and Huckabee. Limbaugh gets mad, Huckabee becomes the GOP version of Howard Dean, and Romney takes the nomination. Gulliani says something something 9/11 something terrorists win.

At least one Ron Paul supporter, possibly while tagging the side of the tallest building in Iowa, is shot by a police officer. He will later claim to have been attacked by UN-sponsored riot police.