so i was listening to democracy now yesterday and was getting kinda mad as sometimes happens when i do listen to it. no, not because of all the social inequities that they expose, but because of theiir bias. more specifically, amy goodman’s bias. she basically uses her guests as a megaphone for her views and her questions always reflect as such. all of the “debates” on the show are all very one sided, and i normally feel sorry for the people on the opposite side of the issue.

but i figured that since i feel this is such a leftist blowhard bias, i figure i need to get a podcast of a right wing blowhard to kind of even things out. i figure it couldn’t be any worse than democracy now, and it might give me more perspective.

so i looked into listening to the O’Rielly factor, or Rush, and found one huge difference between the right and the left.

those on the right charge money for their podcasts.

needless to say, i’m not going to pay for it, but i think there’s an underlying message to this.

i’ll get back to you when i figure it out.

hip hop is awesome. i went to see the people under the stairs last night at chop suey, and it was everything i wanted it to be. the place did try and cram 4 acts into 4 hours though and with all the set up and take down, it wasn’t really enough time. it was a blast though, i really like those guys alot. they got the funk, and are not afraid to use it.

and then there’s another one tomrrow with rjd2 and blueprint, which i’m sure will be exceptional as well. haven’t listened to rjd2’s new album yet, but i suppose i can get around to that anytime.

tis the season to ride. i’ve been riding back and forth from seattle almost once a week, going 10 miles a day, hill training, and generally breaking in my bike. i already had to bust out the hammer for some bending, but you get used to these kind of things. when it’s dry, and you over inflate your tires a little you can lean into corners going 25 and lean hard enough to get your knee on the inside of the corner pretty close to the ground. like those motocross superstars that race for days and get their legs close enough to the ground on every corner to warrant full body armor. those guys are hardcore. if i crashed, i’d probably bleed to death.

but it sure is fun to go fast.