Breakfast of Champions 4/16: Poo-tee-weet?


Spoiler alert: the onomatopoeia in the headline to this post ends Kurt Vonnegut Jr.'s novel Slaughterhouse-Five. It's the transliteration of a bird sound heard by Billy Pilgrim, the title character.

If you didn't know, the book covers the firebombing of Dresden during World War II. The bird sound is meant to symbolize the absence of anything intelligent to say about war. Instead of human pontifications about strategy, the final sound you hear is an animal's. And the sound "poo-tee-weet" is offered as a bird's way of saying, is it over yet? Is it safe to come out?

Not that I'm comparing winter to the firebombing of Dresden, but that's what this week's weather has me thinking. The literal birds are out twittering, and the figurative ones inside me are saying, "hey, is it over yet?"


Paul Demko wants to ensure that we get lots of Web hits on his way out the door, so he headlined this post about clean water regulations "Water Sports." His next post about corporate malfeasance will be called "Barely Legal," and I expect any missive about stupid politicos to be entitled "Big Boobs."

Augmenting the review from yesterday, today offers a new slideshow from the KRS-ONE show, with several images of local artists and breakdancers as well.

The Pi Press's parent company CEO has a problem distinguishing "Osama" from "Obama." Is anyone else tempted to start a "John McVeigh" meme in response?

When I interviewed him for the music feature, I asked RJD2 to tell me which beat was his favorite from all the tracks he'd ever produced. He thought for a long time before coming up with the track "Big Game" from Diverse's solo LP. It didn't seem like anything super-special, he said, until he played it in a club with a booming sound system. Turn up the bass and check out this 30-second sample clip.

Another free MP3 download, this one full-length: try out the best song ever written about being in love with a dental hygienist.

Critical Mass cyclist gets off. Matt Snyders uses phrase "maggot-ridden pigshit." Everybody wins!

Anonymous sourcing is a tricky issue, because you don't want to cut off reporters' access to gather and distribute information, but you also don't want to give people free rein to attack others without fear of repercussions. Kevin Hoffman identifies a specific example of this pertaining to Barack Obama.

There are also accountability issues with anonymous sources. One reason I always comment under my own name on blogs rather than pseudonymously is I want to be accountable for the things I say. Also, I think the Web would be a more decorous place if everybody used their real name. I'm a firm believer in the Greater Internet Fuckwad Theory.

The Village Voice lines up some fish, puts them in a barrel, and shoots them. Tom Tomorrow draws the results. It's our sister paper's take on right-wing bloggers, many of them local, and my only beef is that there is no "robot sex" joke about Glenn Reynolds.