(second block, fourth letter of the prisoners' quadratic tap code...)

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...am here to tap through the walls.



Fri Apr, 13 2007

"Some Pigs Are More Equal Than Others"

Here's a passing thought in the day's tumult:

Consider New Jersey Governor Jon Corzine.

Nevermind all the weezling around what will eventually be admitted as fact: the man was not wearing his seat belt in that car. With a state trooper sitting right next to him and driving.

"When asked why the trooper who was driving would not have asked Corzine to put on his seat belt, [Corzine's chief of staff Tom] Shea said the governor was 'not always amenable to suggestion.'"
Have you got that, then? To some pigs around the animal farm, wearing a seat belt is a "suggestion". To the rest of them, it's a matter of Nazi-styled checkpoints and back-channel propaganda thrown down from Washington.

According to the National Transportation Safety Board, the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration estimates that "an additional 5,839 lives could have been saved" in 2005 if everyone over the age of four in a vehicle had been wearing seat belts.

And on that bet, three hundred million people are subject to the morally and politically subversive and corrosive petit-totalism of being stopped in the peaceful progress of their private affairs by arrogant slobs in impressive uniforms -- not to mention all the accoutrements of main force, running out to bloody air strikes if they think they need 'em to deal with recalcitrants -- all while a Big Brother Daddy can wave-off a "suggestion" and his lackey in the left seat will turn a blind pig's-eye, which he would never do for you or me.

Now, you watch: if that bastard ever walks again, he will roll out of the hospital and straight to the news cameras parked at the front door with a redeemed zeal for seat belt jihad like you never saw before.

And the rocket-sled to hell roars on.

AxeBites

Various guitars I see floating by, mostly Gibson and mostly eBay.


Early Norlin ES-335 -- 1970, in Walnut ("ES-335TDW"). This is a period-piece look and feel, and arguably the sound as well but that's to cut things very finely. A "classic" 335 would be the original of 1958 in the Sunburst or Natural finish, or the Cherry Red of 1959; the Walnut of 1970 (second year of that finish offering) is not really a "classic" 335. In the history of the Gibson aesthetic, this is analogous to, say, vertically-striped polyester bell-bottoms or Bahama Blue shag carpeting. None of this is to say that they're not cool guitars, and this is a nice one. Excellent photographs.

Chrome hardware, featuring the trapeze tailpiece (like my L-47 and I've always liked it) and ABR-1 bridge with period-typical nylon saddles. Bound rosewood fretboard, with small block markers, and then the crown inlay at the machine head. These would be the T-top Humbuckers. Vintage Nazis would moan that the upper bouts are pointy (the body templates were wearing-out in the factory) and the fourteen-degree machine head with the volute signals a sometimes not-fun era of the line, but these things really do rock or moan or whatever you want a 335-type semi-hollow to do. ...which, of course, is because it really is a 335.


In the months since I've let AxeBites languish all to bleedin' hell, Gibson's Robot Guitar technology has sifted out to other models than the original Les Paul application. I don't know how it's going: I still haven't even seen one of these self-tuners. I don't see piles of them burning on the sides of the highway, nor reverent hangings in display cases over bars, so who knows? This 2008 Robot SG is ready to rock in the Metallic Red. Nickel hardware; it's the stoptail wired for data to send to the tuners, with dual Humbuckers. It's a bound rosewood fretboard, but I really like the single-bound machine head with the crown inlay. That's a real cool old-school look, right there, to set off that crazy-ass color. {nod}