Just Above Sunset
July 4, 2004 - Your government at work... hoping there are some things you won't notice.
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Gee, Couldn’t
be so! may become a weekly feature. In 2001, MCC Brooklyn, a federal detention center for pre-trial arrestees who aren't allowed to
or can't make bail pending their trials and sentencings, began videotaping lawyers meeting with their clients. And they lied about it. Yesterday,
the lawyers filed a lawsuit seeking thousands in damages. Now, I have four good friends
who are lawyers and will probably comment on this. The one most directly involved
with criminal law and habeas corpus matters may make me all depressed and tell me this happens all the time –
and it’s no big deal. I just
wondered if I was being naïve and the world was as nasty a place as I sometimes imagine - and thus this person would tell
me to get used to it, that's this is something every attorney just lives with. Does
one simply assume one is being recorded? I am curious. I just don't know what any attorney would assume. But I’ve heard nothing so far. There shouldn't be a fine levied on the government, there should be jail time for
the individual violators! I doubt the government would begrudge the money if
they had to pay a fine, but some prison guard might think twice about going along with it if he knew he could find himself
on the wrong side of the bars if he gets caught. This is a violation of the Constitution,
not some petty contract dispute. That might work. But September 11th changed everything, or so we’re told. I
think we’re supposed to understand since these guys were rounded up around that time, the old rules, even if they do
apply, don’t really apply. It’ll have to be a fine. Freedom of Information Act? What Freedom of Information
Act? Why pretend? Tell someone copying a computer file could actually cause a system crash and destroy the original. The data would be lost forever. Say it
again and again. You’re the government.
If you say it, again and again, it MUST be so. Why would you keep insisting
- if it were not so? Nope, they're not! And if I were a congressman who
heard this "explanation," I would move to launch an inquiry into why the Bush administration's computers are so delicate that
they crash if you dare to try to use them, giving particular attention to the question as to whether this situation puts the
country at risk during "wartime". (After all, there IS a WAR ON, in case they
weren't aware of it!) Yeah, yeah. THE TEXAS EDUCATION "MIRACLE" Oops, indeed. MORE SMOKE AND MIRRORS _____________________ Then this just this weekend in my local Los Angeles Times. The folks at Information
Clearinghouse were right low those many months ago. The pulling down of that
statute on Saddam Hussein in Baghdad when we took over the place was a totally staged event.
No joyous Iraqi civilians – just some shills. Our
own Army explains it all in detail: The Army's internal study of the war in Iraq
criticizes some efforts by its own psychological operations units, but one spur-of-the-moment effort last year produced the
most memorable image of the invasion. So it was stage-managed for all us back here. To make us feel good. The news folks
covering it cooperated. News anchors on the television were saying it was just
like the fall of the Berlin Wall – and we all felt great. A sham. But we didn’t know. And it seems the Iraqis for the most part stayed
away, having other things to do. I feel the same way when the major studios film
in the neighborhood out here in Hollywood. It’s interesting for a moment,
then all the trucks and cables and tech folks are just irritating. And not my
business. One seldom knows what the film will be.
Doesn’t matter. One afternoon a few years ago they even used the
courtyard of the apartment building where I live – dollies and cables and flats and booms everywhere. Harriet-the-Cat hid under the bed. Same thing – a bunch of people making
a film for an audience far away. __ Note
on the Note - Ric
in Paris in a quick note scolds me for not taking advantage of a classic Hollywood moment.... The
classic LA private dick route. Living in a thriller, where even smog is colorful. C'mon
- how many of these people are ever seen live, let alone dead? It's TV that is
'live' - but they'll probably end up filming each other and eating sandwiches. What,
ho? There you are, the Sunset Boulevard investigative reporter, and you're worried
about a little busted taillight and your Holmes' pipe? Where's your sardonic
LA grit? It
was irritating? Oooh. You are supposed to be Zen, right down to your toes.
How many other Brandos living up there are likely to kick the bucket any day?
A lot, probably. So
what's the surprise? It's not like you were tooling along up in the hills there and suddenly came upon a bunch of Brazilians
about to wash Sacre Coeur. You
know, you could have made more of it. Trying to cage sandwiches from the TV people,
helping them to wait for Brando. Idle thoughts about Mulholland Drive and Laurel
Canyon, David Lynch, and all the coyotes. A lot of things just happen right in
front of you - the trick is interacting with them on the spot. Like being a character
in your own movie. In 'your own movie,' you write the script and get to play
the leading role. Ah, I was not in the mood. And
Rick did ask me what I was doing in Sherman Oaks. My reply: Sherman Oaks? A large American-style drug store on Ventura Boulevard - and do NOT think of the hip "Le Drug Store" that
used to sit across the boulevard from the Flore - now Armani - and has since reopened in its latest incarnation on the Champs. This is a big discount place full of crap - with nostrums aplenty and a team of pharmacists
behind a high counter. It's where I found for Tiffany - seven last weekend -
a fine and quite large plush unicorn toy, and a plastic tea set so she could have the requisite tea party with the unicorn
as guest of honor. She was impressed. Well,
she's seven. This place carries cheap liquor too.
Think Monoprix. This particular trip was for my usual Borkum Riff pipe
tobacco - on sale - and shampoo and razor blades and such things. Not hip in
the slightest. Life on the ground is, well, full of such things. Hollywood is just another place. So is Paris. |
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