Vox Popoli

I have long loathed referees. From my childhood, when a zebra cost the Vikings one of their best chances to win a Super Bowl in handing the Dallas Cowboys a victory by allowing not one, but two blatant push-offs by Drew Pearson. Almost thirty years later, I don’t think there’s a Viking fan who regrets the bottle with which somebody clocked the ref responsible.

Basketball refs are the absolute bottom, as they haven’t made a correct travelling call in decades and hardcore NBA fans like the Sports Guy openly joke about the corruption of David Stern’s personal referee, Dick Bavetta. Need to get the Knicks or Lakers into the next round? Don’t bet against them if Bavetta is on the floor.

Soccer refs run the gamut, from Collino to the pink-clad Brazilian league prancer who has to be seen to be believed. But all of them, from the world-class FIFA level on down to the local high school have a terrible, terrible habit that probably reduces global scoring at least 5 percent. If the ball is loose in the goalie’s six-yard box and the referee can’t see what is going on, he will always blow the whistle and call a phantom foul on the attacking team.

That’s precisely what happened to England this afternoon, as they scored in the 90th minute to go up 2-1 just before the final whistle against Portugal. They hadn’t played well and Sven showed his Italian roots by trying to go into a defensive shell for 70 minutes after Wayne Rooney got hurt, but they did score. Except, according to the referee, who was some 20 yards away from the action and in no position to see, John Terry committed a foul on the Portugese keeper as Sol Campbell was heading the ball in.

It was a horrible, horrible call and I wouldn’t have blamed Sven if he’d pulled his squad off the field in protest. The linesman, who was standing right there, signaled goal, but was overruled by the idiot referee. One thing soccer refs should learn from basketball refs is to let play go on in the last minute of the game, especially when they can’t even see what is happening!

A lot of fans hate penalties, but I quite like them. It’s always interesting to see who chokes under pressure. For all that he’s possessed of the golden foot, Beckham shouldn’t ever be allowed to take penalties as they are primarily about psychology, not skill. He missed, unsurprisingly, as did Rui Costa – another midfielder, for some reason highly skilled midfielders are quite often bad at taking penalties – and then, the almost completely useless Vassell managed to take a lousy one that put England out.

Portugal was the better team once Rooney went out, but it’s ridiculous that a stupid Swiss ref should be responsible for knocking England out of the tournament. At this point only the Swedes look like they can play with France, although you can never rule out the headcases from Holland, who can look awful against a weak team and great against a strong one.

I’m working on creating some web forms. I understand the HTML tags, what I’m not sure about is where to call the executable action. Is this something that has to be done by the hosting server, or is it more like Java where you just put out the call and it simply runs? The examples I’ve seen tend to suggest the latter, but I need to understand this better before I can move on.

From the Sun: FORMER President Bill Clinton is having a passionate affair with a wealthy divorcee behind wife Hillary’s back, a US magazine claims. The allegation comes in the wake of the publication of Mr Clinton’s autobiography My Life, in which he talks about his infamous fling with Monica Lewinsky.

But the National Enquirer alleges that Mr Clinton, 57, has been seeing a beautiful blonde for more than a year at a hideaway in Westchester County, New York. The magazine does not name the woman, but says she has several young children and got millions in a divorce settlement a few years ago. She is allegedly the daughter of a wealthy Clinton supporter.

An insider tells the Enquirer: “Bill Clinton has been sneaking off to the home of this woman for late-night trysts after her kids are in bed.”

You just can’t keep a bad man down. Or in Bill’s case, shut him up. I thought the whole idea was to move on?

Mark 1:10-11

Authorized version: “And straightway coming up out of the water, he saw the heavens opened, and the Spirit like a dove descending upon him. And there came a voice from the heaven saying, Thou art my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.”

New: “As he was climbing up the bank again, the sun shone through a gap in the clouds. At the same time a pigeon flew down and perched on him. Jesus took this as a sign that God’s spirit was with him. A voice from overhead was heard saying, ‘That’s my boy! You’re doing fine!'”

Matthew 26:69-70

Authorized version: “Now Peter sat without in the palace: and a damsel came unto him, saying, ‘Thou also wast with Jesus of Galilee.’ But he denied before them all, saying, I know not what thou sayest.”

New: “Meanwhile Rocky was still sitting in the courtyard. A woman came up to him and said: ‘Haven’t I seen you with Jesus, the hero from Galilee?” Rocky shook his head and said: ‘I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about!'”

In keeping with the times, translator Henson deftly translates “demon possession” as “mental illness” and “Son of Man,” the expression Jesus frequently used to describe himself, as “the Complete Person.” In addition, parables are rendered as “riddles,” baptize is to “dip” in water, salvation becomes “healing” or “completeness” and Heaven becomes “the world beyond time and space.”

It sounds to me like someone has been hitting the bong very, very hard.

I’ve been working on improving my Italian, so I decided to tackle translating some the columns that Umberto Eco, one of my favorite writers, writes regularly for L’Espresso. Please note that this translation is without doubt riddled with errors and that the views expressed do not reflect my own. I’m not finished with this one yet, as there’s a few references that are presently beyond me, but as the subject seems timely, I thought I’d post part of it now:

The Passion is a film that wants to rake in lots of money by offering lots of blood and enough violence to make Pulp Fiction look like an animated cartoon. Well, yes, since I was fearing a series of questions, I decided to resolve the affair once and for all and went to see Mel Gibson’s Passion….I must quickly say that this film, which was done very well in technical terms, is not an expression of antisemitism or of Christian fundamentalism, but instead of an obsession with the mysticism of a gory sacrifice. It is splatterpunk, a film intended to rake in lots of money by offering oceans of blood and enough violence to make Pulp Fiction look like an animated cartoon for a children’s school. Except a cartoon like Tom and Jerry never places the whole object of the lesson in the incidents where the characters are flattened like CDs being crushed by a steamroller, where they are falling from skyscrapers and broken into a million pieces or crushed behind a door. There is so much blood, gallons of it, that it appears to have been harvested by the work of every vampire in Transylvania, and brought to the set by ten tanker-trucks….

Gibson’s hatred for the Nazarene must be inexpressable, who can say what ancient repressions he harbors as he pours more and more torture onto the Nazarene’s body, and thank God the story does not permit him, otherwise he would have applied electrodes to Christ’s testicles and poured gasoline into his wounds. This would give a healthy jolt to the mystery of Salvation…. Gibson leaps at the idea that Jesus had to suffer; like Poe, he thinks that the most moving and romantic thing is the death of a beautiful girl, and he senses that the more profitable ‘splatter’ will be that in which he puts the Son of God in a meatgrinder. There, he succeeds extremely well and I must say that, when Jesus is finally dead and has finished his suffering, (or enjoyment), when the hurricane is unleashed, the earth shakes and the Temple veil is torn, we find a certain emotion in that moment, we discern a hint of that transcendence that the film does such a disastrous disservice.

Yes, at that point the Father makes his voice heard. But the enlightened viewer, (and, I hope, the believer), perceives that at that point, it is with him and Mel Gibson that the Father is pissed off.

Dread Pirate writes of a friend: …he basically told me that he could not believe in anything that he himself could not understand. He does not believe that anyone should go to hell, or (for that matter) that hell even exist. However, he believes that everyone should go to heaven. It simply not fair that some should go to hell, especially if one is really seeking truth, but rejects God; or any other kind of diety.

That’s an interesting approach to life. Does he understand how x-rays work? Does he believe in them? Whatever the example, modern life is so complex that there is not a single person, however intelligent and educated, who understands everything. And yet, we have no problem believing whatever a sufficiently large number of people around us happen to believe.

If your friend doesn’t believe in Hell, why does he believe in Heaven? And what does fairness have to do with anything, much less reality? Attempting to ascertain reality through fairness is bizarre – had the situation not been so sad, I would have laughed out loud in the days after a schoolmate died in a car accident and everyone was lamenting the unfairness of it all and wondering why, oh why, did this happen? Well, the girl didn’t wear a seatbelt, drove like a maniac, took a corner too fast and rolled the car. Try it 100 times and you’ll get pretty much the same result almost every time, cause and effect. No great mystery there. Was it fair that she died? Yes, the laws of physics and biology demanded it.

Now, the Bible and the story of Christianity are either true or they are not. Your friend wants to hang onto the parts he likes, and ignore the parts he doesn’t. That’s absurd. If he wants to reject the whole thing, that’s fine, he should reject it all and indulge himself in wine, women and song for he only has a few short decades before his consciousness is obliterated into nothing. Encourage him to be honest with himself and follow his bliss, so to speak.

Not once does the Christian God claim to be fair. He claims to be just – everyone has sinned and is therefore damned. But He is also merciful – He offers a Way out to all. You don’t have to take it, but if you don’t, then be prepared to suffer the consequences. The unbeliever accepts this cheerfully because he rejects the totality. It is only the wishy-washy half-believer who suffers mental turmoil, because he cannot commit either way. But what he wants or what he thinks should be is as utterly irrelevant to the question of the existence of Hell as it is to the existence of Toledo.

It always amazes me that people don’t understand the parable of the wheat and the chaff. If you can’t believe or refuse to bow down before God’s Son, then you are essentially worthless in God’s eyes, you have failed in the purpose for which you were created and you will be tossed aside as useless trash. Don’t think that’s fair? So what. Fairness never entered into the equation.

That’s the headline – angry with the result from Oporto. And, here come the conspiracies. Never mind the fact that the Danes and the Swedes were the best two teams in the group and deserved to progress. Italy almost lost to Bulgaria – they would have if Bulgaria’s striker had been capable of putting away an excellent one-on-one chance with Buffon. But instead of accepting their own responsibility, they’d rather complain that the other teams were too clever, as the Corriere della Sera writes of the tomatoes they will throw at Denmark for allowing the late tying goal: Chissà come si dice «imbarazzati» in danese, e magari in svedese. “Who knows how you say embarrassed in Danish, and maybe in Swedish.”

What’s silly is that Italy was losing at the time the Swedes scored and the Azzurri have no one to blame but themselves for not putting away either Denmark or Sweden in the first two games. Italy was dominating Sweden in the first half, they went into their trademark defensive shell in the second and gave the two points away. The Italian press was screaming that Trappatoni was too conservative after the World Cup; it so happens that they were right and he should have been replaced. The Swedes destroyed Bulgaria, the Danes beat them soundly and Italy had to score in the 94th minute to steal the win.

Italy and Spain have conclusively proven that you can have all the talent in the world, but if your manager is going to saddle you with a defensive approach that simply hopes individual talent will create something out of nothing, you’re going to lose. I’d much rather see the wide-open styles of the Scandinavians going forward anyhow.

PS – the Pan-Gargler blogged that he’s getting tired of all the soccer and baseball blogging on the net. To him, I quote the greatest one-line put-down of all time. “You can’t spell Citrus without UT.”

I’m looking to make a list of ten or fifteen historical lies, things that conventional wisdom holds to be obviously true, but upon research and analysis can be conclusively shown to be false. Four obvious ones are:

1. The Spanish Inquisition was an evil institution comparable to the Final Solution or the Black Death.

2. Abraham Lincoln was dedicated to human liberty and fought the Civil War to free the slaves.

3. Religion is the primary cause of most of the wars in human history.

4. Islam is a religion of peace.

I’d like to hear your thoughts on the matter. No cows are sacred; if there’s any examples beloved of the Left, I’d like to hear them too.

ENCOURAGING preliminary ratings for all-liberal Air America in New York have collapsed along with the fledgling radio network’s finances. An unofficial “extrapolation” of Arbitron data released last Friday — which Air America’s hosts crowed about last month but virtually ignored yesterday — showed WLIB’s ratings dropping back to their lowly levels before the net’s April launch.

Arbitron cautions stations and advertisers not to read too much into this interim monthly data — but that didn’t stop Air America star Al Franken from boasting last month that he’d beaten WABC’s Rush Limbaugh among the 25- to 54-year-old listeners chased by radio advertisers.

Being liberal means never remembering what you said yesterday.

Few studies provide an objective measure of the slant of news, and none has provided a way to link such a measure to ideological measures of other political actors. That is, none of the existing measures can say, for example, whether the New York Times is more liberal than Tom Daschle or whether Fox News is more conservative than Bill Frist. We provide such a measure. Namely, we compute an ADA score for various news outlets, including the New York Times, the Los Angeles Times, USA Today, the Drudge Report, Fox News’ Special Report, and all three networks’ nightly news shows.

Our results show a very significant liberal bias. All of the news outlets except Fox News’ Special Report received a score to the left of the average member of Congress. Moreover, by one of our measures all but three of these media outlets (Special Report, the Drudge Report, and ABC’s World News Tonight) were closer to the average Democrat in Congress than to the median member of the House of Representatives. One of our measures found that the Drudge Report is the most centrist of all media outlets in our sample. Our other measure found that Fox News’ Special Report is the most centrist. These findings refer strictly to the news stories of the outlets. That is, we omitted editorials, book reviews, and letters to the editor from our sample….

11.2 Republican average

26.4 Fox News’ Special Report

40.0 Senate average

44.1 Drudge Report

44.5 House average

54.8 ABC World News

58.4 LA Times

62.5 NBC Nightly News

62.6 USA Today

64.5 CBS Evening News

64.6 New York Times

74.1 Democratic average

Of course, the fact that these are all big corporations trumps everything they are reporting, printing and broadcasting. If you’re Eric Alterman, or dumb enough to be mistaken for him, that is.