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But that’s so wrong. Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another is what I think.
Tumbling Tumbleweeds
yes, here
He’s talking about shuttering this site here.
It is not a wacky youtube moment.
I know that, hf. I just couldn’t think of anything else to say, except “shit.”
oh. ok.
I don’t see any tumbleweeds. There must be some mistake.
What you see there, young lady, is an armadillo dancing.
Awww. Damn.
Yeah, urthshu. Indeed.
The really cool thing about crushing individuality is that it always turns out so well. At all levels too.
Hey, if so, nice meeting/talking to all of you [in some cases, again]. Thats prob’ly not said often enough anyway, even amidst polite company. But you know, I meant it, not just being polite.
Ok.. I’m a big enough man to admit it (out loud).. This intentionalism crap is way over my head.. and I don’t even pretend to understand it.. There, I said it.. Whew.. That’s a load off off my chest.. So what the hell is Goldstein ‘intending’ with this post? Can someone please translate this highbrow intellekshul stuff into.. what’d they call it? Cockslapspeak? Dickspeak? Whatever it is we generally speak around here (according to the detractors).
If you listen very closely, Ouroboros, you’ll hear a fat lady singing.
I had a girlfriend (an eastern citygirl) who believed that there was only one tumbleweed, ever, and that it got used over and over in every western that was ever made, blown by the big fan offscreen.
Jeff,
Hope to see you again, sometime, somewhere.
So long, and thanks for all the fish!
Best.
ChrisP
It’s the people that have made Protein Wisdom THE place to be.. not the enigmatic name.. not the picture of the drunken dancing ‘dillo.. not even the content.. Don’t get me wrong..the content has been excellent but it’s the participation that made a bunch of strangers from all over the country into a web community..
So, that being said, if this party is getting broken up.. who knows where the party is moving to? Any suggestions?
“Comment by Dan Collins on 7/30 @ 7:47 pm #
If you listen very closely, Ouroboros, you’ll hear a fat lady singing”
I hope it’s not Madeline Albright.
I think there will be time to figure that all out. Let’s all sleep on this.
Please email me at vermontaigne-at-gmail-dot-com with the subject line “Mailing List” and I’ll compile one to send to anyone who’d like to be involved. Email from the account you’d like to receive it at.
I should denouce myself while there’s still time.
Alternately, I’m suitable for banning, should a single fall-guy suffice.
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
OK, what I want to know is where do I go now?
I mean, I understand Jeff’s leaving, and I am going to miss his writing more than I can say. But where am I going to go to read Karl, Dan, ‘feet, Darleen, Enoch (my brother), Ouro, TLD, JD (fellow Hoosier), Carin, Lisa, Ric (the “good” one), Rob, dicentra, SBP, Maybee, Mikey NTH, SDferr, thor, B Moe, TSK9, alpuccino, psycho, JHoward, N. O’Brain, serr8td, cranky-d, BJTex, urthshu, Salt Lick, Techie, bergerbilder, ET AL?
I fell in here relatively mid-game, but this has been my first and usually only internet stop when I could get a moment to relax.
I have learned so much from posts and from comments.
Dan, Karl, Darleen, can we as a community, migrate to one of your sites and continue? I am loathe to abandon what has become important to me.
Oh, I get it. We, the viewers, are supposed to impose our own interpretation on the blank canvas, to let our imaginations wander, unfettered by the wishes or intentions of the artist.
It’s very original. And clever.
ThomasD:
I denounce you.
While there’s still time, I denounce you all. Fuckers.
Especially you, JD, you I double-dog denounce.
I’m going to continue posting, at least through the elections. Then we will see where we stand. I hope Karl, Darleen, TSI, Craig, JHoward and everyone else will stick around for the ride.
Jeff’s got things he’s got to do. I wouldn’t mind if he handed over the keys to Karl in the meantime, and let him run the site as he sees fit.
Like Jeff, I’ve got enough crap to deal with that it’s not an attractive proposition for me. Fortunately, most of the blog-related crap I deal with comes from the outside, though not always.
Let’s just have some fun. There’s no point in any of this if we can’t do that.
Oh, and BTW, sometime around 7:00 PM server time a milestone was passed: comment number 500,000. I dug around a bit and didn’t find it.
Regards,
Ric
Really, dicentra? I was kind of thinking of it as an objective correlative to the degree that Jeff feels like blogging at this moment.
Sigh…
Any relation to Billy Collins, Dan?
Nope, not that I’m aware.
“around 7:00 PM server time a milestone was passed: comment number 500,000”
I’m pretty sure that was mine.. What do I win?
Hahahahaha, SevenEleventy !
the perfect closing song…
Really, dicentra? I was kind of thinking of it as an objective correlative to the degree that Jeff feels like blogging at this moment.
See, that’s your interpretation which cannot be privileged over anyone else’s interpretation, including Jeff’s. Especially Jeff’s.
Aw, what the hey… intentionalism won’t be the same without The Man.
Ouroboros: i made you a chocolate covered bacon cake, but I eated it
“Oh, I get it. We, the viewers, are supposed to impose our own interpretation on the blank canvas, to let our imaginations wander, unfettered by the wishes or intentions of the artist.”
Closes eyes. Nods.
Picks up axe. Returns to chopping wood, and will bring in water later.
You are all welcome to hang out at Pal2Pal and remember, I’m also looking for two or three co-bloggers. Do what you always do, I won’t get in the way.
and like a funny film, it’s kinda cute
they bought the bullets and there’s no one left to shoot but Jeff is talking about shuttering, Dan.
He said so.
That means you and Karl won’t be posting things. It will be like before the big bang really.
It’s very arbitrary I think.
Sometimes it depends on what kind of commenters vice what kind of posts you like.
If you want to find knowledgeable commenters who deal effectively with trolls, I find Winds of Change to be pretty good at times, although I for one am rarely there.
Ace is good for the posting laughs, but its like you get swallowed up commenting. I’m The Evil Midnight Bomber What Bombs At Midnight there, if I see you in the comments stream.
There’s a couple of other places I tend to go, but little is as substantial as PW is anymore. Most of the essayists of the blog first wave are gone, have closed comments or semi-retired. Among the last still hinged, with open commenting and writing kinda a lot is probably Eric at Classical Values. He is a swell guy to boot.
all fwliw.
Well, if the joint really is going to shut down for awhile, somebody needs to show me how to do the hide your IP thing so you can get around the ban stick.
I am going to have a lot of time on my hands, and payback is a motherfucker.
Well, I’m just going the denial course. It ain’t happening. It just ain’t happening. I see construction equipment in the blank space. Yeah, that’s it. Construction equipment.
“Ouroboros: i made you a chocolate covered bacon cake, but I eated it”
Oh.. Ok.. That’s ok though.. I already
have Hover Bacon…
La la la la la la la; I can’t HEAR you!
Save PW! The timbers tearing apart, the masts are lilting, the ship’s gone alee!
It’s my fault. Arrr. What’s a peg-legged parrot to do? Beached again.
Now, I’m seeing a single crocus shooting up from the soil. Yeah, that’s it.
thor is very pleased with himself. Congratulate him.
Never thought I’d say it. I agree with dicentra. Quit trying to ascribe meaning where it’s not expressed.
Since the mood is so somber tonight I submit this…
I’m pretty sure it was Mojo that linked it here years ago and I kept it and have passed it to millions since..
Nothing brings a smile like pissing on Snorway.. (don’t watch if you’re OCD)
Just so.
I am a lurking look-e-loo, and occasional poster.
I will miss this place.
Thanks JG, and fare thee well.
why the dirge?
Apropos of nothing, just funny is all.
Goodnight all.
Ouroboros, my husband bought me the little lion and tiger plush that goes with that. The tails go just like in the flash.
That was Spleenal, BTW. Hilarious.
So I better dump my PW shares, ASAP.
This is not happening.
I agree with dicentra.
Get out of my head.
She said, treasuring her free Kenyan snorkel.
What’s not happening? Remember, the internet is pure pretend.
Dirge? Oh, you mean this dirge, cynn?
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=4k-RX5mW-aI
For you cynn
Found it.
Comment 500,000 by alpuccino.
Regards,
Ric
Oh puhleez. At least keep with your own meme and blame Obama.
I’m going drinking, burp, I mean exploring.
All I ever wanted was to podcast debate Jeff and make him eat all his big mean words about Obama!
Debauched dreams dashed for not. Angst in the wanks, emptier than a robbed bank.
You’re gonna miss me, I swear! Bye cynn. Be careful with your gun.
You stay classy to the end, thor.
thank you again, Jeff. And Dan and Karl and Darleen. And everybody else but also SarahW cause I’ve tried doing the list thing before and I think I forgot her. And that is very wrong. I will check back a couple times I guess but this looks hopeless. I don’t really understand how this can be a good thing. Surely some revelation is at hand.
All I ever wanted was to podcast debate Jeff and make him eat all his big mean words about Obama!
Debauched dreams dashed for not.
So what is next on the agenda, finding the cure for aids, nuclear fission, or learning to tie your own shoes?
Via email, for you who might be interested: Another person who simply can’t be bothered much about my departure takes note of said departure as a way to not take note — while complaining that he’s forced to take note.
And by “person,” I’m being kind. Given this fellow’s pendulous jowels — in some ways, like the sadly unappreciated scrotal sack of a former member of the literati who has long since lost the edge necessary to score himself a one-night freebee — he more closely resembles the overcheeked four-legged pitch beast for certain seventies-era faux suede shoes.
Poor man. Imagine waking up in the morning to find that the only thing willing to grab at your joint is your own neck fat — and even then, you have to convince yourself it’s not because you are consciously bending your neck in just that way.
One thing I’ll take away from all this: I sure as hell scared the hell out of a lot of these fuckers, that’s for sure.
i dunno, with the right, um, something, the ocelots may be willing. cats like dangly things, I’m sayin.
and he’s probably the sort that thinks having them declawed is cruel.
Jeff,
I (we) beg you, if you are serious about leaving, please pass PW along. I don’t think you have any idea how much this place means to so many of us.
As I said yesterday, when you are the driver, it is hard to see how much fun the people in the back seat are having. If you pass it along, it will be here when you finally realize what an absolutely kick ass place it is, and decide to come back. Or not.
This truly is your other child.
Whatever. Thank you. A thousand times thank you, no matter what happens.
You are my last hero. (Well, except for Keith Richards, who I am pretty sure, every time I see him, has been dead for at least ten years).
The way Lost Dog
Keith Richards is the Lord of the Undead.
Karl: “Keith Richards is the Lord of the Undead.”
Okay, Keith is older than dit and has been known to live (well, survive) off the blood of others (is it time for his next change, btw?), but he is *not* the Lord of the Undead.
Christopher Lee, now *he* is the Lord of the Undead…
Well done Jeff. Get on with it and let the Collins and co., carry on, and realize that some of us reserve the right to speak our mind.
Unlike [Jeff Goldstein, ya puss; just say it], I don’t pretend to be a jargon-gargling semiotician.
 he said, as he proceeded to pretend to be a jargon-gargling semiotician.
I guess you really can judge a man by his enemies. Keep it up, JG… keep it up.
Sorry, dicentra.
I’ve become a villain. Just ask Karl and serr8d. See, I’m a terrible diplomat. I don’t even pretend.
This has gotten ridiculous. Adults in an online soap opera. Not my bag. Way too nerdy for me.
Way too nerdy for me.
It was all that talk about IP addresses and NAT and proxies, wasn’t it?
See, I’m a terrible diplomat. I don’t even pretend.
Diplomacy doesn’t work with the insane, cf. jihadis. But you gotta do what you’ve gotta do.
And what is that, exactly? Listen to how Karl is too good for this site — that he could be making a bigger splash elsewhere? Fine. Go for it.
How many times can I say thank you to those who kept the site alive? But let’s not pretend they didn’t get something in the bargain.
I’m through with it. The problem with a “group blog” is that you get factions among the commentariat (thor and Dan got along real well, but I guess I’m supposed to say fuck Dan because Karl brings in the “instalanches”), and it ends up looking like this. If Karl (via serr8d) wants to leverage his time here for a bigger paying gig at HotAir or Ace or wherever, have at it. Lord knows blogs on the right side of the blogosphere are nothing if not self-interested and opportunistic.
But don’t hold that shit over my head as some implied threat.
But you gotta do what you’ve gotta do.
I meant hang it up if that’s what you gotta do. That’s all.
Daym. Didn’t know that things got ugly behind the scrim. Been there, done that, so I know how bad things can get online. And they say that surfing the ‘net is an escape from the trials of the meatworld.
As if.
I say I’m stepping away because I need a break, and suddenly I’m in the middle of a Donald Trump deal. The fuck?
So, anybody want to try to noodle out some I.A.Richards?
It’s just I think like any job, what Karl was doing. You have to be able to have a long view about it. Not job security so to speak, but a sense things are going some vague somewhere. That there’s a path. I see this happen a lot. I will remember this when I’m in charge, I hope.
Well, I’ll be damned.
Hopefully, Yul Bryner tells me I won’t.
It’s like even if you know it’s kind of an illusion, all it needs to do is dissuade you from thinking too much about the job. Meaning meta stuff. Cause that’s exhausting, when it’s on top of the actual job.
I get it Jeff but it still bums me out.
Jeff, I will post my stuff here if it continues. I don’t have any agenda, except that I get a nice ego-boost from getting comments that I otherwise wouldn’t get from my site. I don’t claim what I do is great or whatever, just that it’s kind of something. Hopefully that’s enough.
Your new series is very promising I think.
you know what this place could really use? KITTIES!!!!
OK, I wasn’t following the IP borrowing thread, but now I’m caught up and I see what the deal is.
What a mess. Jeff definitely needs a break. And a fifth of his favorite every 24 hours for a week, at least.
Thank you hf. I’m trying to make it into something good.
I write what I write because I write what pleases me. And I will stay here as long as there is a window I can place a candle in …
Scrim? What scrim? I know nothing about a scrim. I just know I loved this place as a commenter long before JeffG was kind (and trusting) enough to give me keys to the liquor cabinet.
not broken in pieces
like hated little meeces
we missed you hissed the lovecats
Or at least mediocre. I try to have few illusions, though we all seem to need some to get by.
Not mediocre at all. Except maybe for the sports ones cause I never get those. But so Darleen’s still in and cranky’s game and Dan already said, and maybe Karl isn’t. It’s just like Narnia and Karl’s Susan kind of. I still love that idea of a novel following Susan after she turned her back on the Narnia business. She must have had her reasons.
#90 was vaguely for maggie, just so you know
I thought so, but I’m also very tired lately. I think I overdid the exercise today. and there will be filing tomorrow.
peaceful dreams
Righ’cheer
The correct spelling is ratch ear. We know you are busy, what with the hunt for Douche Nozzle or whatever the hell his name is, but it only takes a second to spell check.
Oh dear. I just re-read things. If I violated policy then I apologize. I did what I thought was right.
Kitties? Hey, I’m always down with a good LOLcat. Especially when it’s topical.
yeah, that’s a good one dicentra.
Oh. I’m sure they were very good sports posts, cranky. I just had to say maybe cause I didn’t get them and can’t say for sure. The Rox are a baseball team is what I’ve been able to figure out. This took a certain amount of study. Cause that’s not their real name, turns out.
Puss bucket, shoulda said this one not that one. Anyway, read ’em both, but first get drunker than I am.
‘Night Jeff.
‘Night everyone. It’s been quite an adventure.
The bookmark stays…. I expect we’ll be back at some point.
::cracking open the new bottle of Talisker for auld lang syne::
Jeff went through a baseball phase. My favorite was the one with Alyssa Milano.
HF? I have never done sports posts. Just saying is all.
Hmmm, peat smoke… and Alyssa Milano.
Here’s tae ye, lads ‘n lasses.
Slainte!
Ack. I am confuzzling you with Craig. I am a bad person.
Boy that some real inside baseball shit.
I’m through with it. The problem with a “group blog†is that you get factions among the commentariat
Dude dude… take your blog back. Let everyone else post at the pub. Take PW main back, post whatever you want when you want and turn the comments OFF. Everyone else can move to the Pub. If you ever want to post something and entertain comments, post it at the Pub.
2¢/
peter.
I just got home from breaking up a fight at an art gallery by making what must have been history’s most believable murder-face at the punchy guys — at an art gallery, did I mention? — and I think there’s a lesson in that that applies to this somehow, but…
(Murder-face.)
Yeah, that’s not it.
So, if this is all, thanks Jeff, good Ric, happy, dicentra, Dan, Lisa — and everyone else who doesn’t jump to mind right now; you know if you suck or not — for saying a bunch of interesting stuff here. That’s a rare thing.
(Murder-face.)
Nothing, eh? Let me pointy up my beard a little…
Jeff? Exactly what Peter said in 108. Please do it.
Jeff,
It was & always will be yours this little price of the web. Do w/ it as you please, because if you can’t… well no creation should become more important then the original mind behind it. Close it down, find your peace & I thank you for the large amount of time & thought you have chosen to share w/ us…
At the end of the day a man only has to answer to himself & for the decisions he makes along the way & Lord knows we pride our side, if there really is a side, on our own accountability & the willingness to stand up for & be judged by what we do & what we believe. It’s honestly sometimes all that we have.
You believe it’s time to close it up, do it.
You, your words & thoughts’ll be missed…
No finally statement of mine would be complete w/o a typo, it should read piece of the web above.
I may not have said much, but I learned a great deal; thanks for that, Jeff.
Well, I’ll never stop loving you, Jeff. You’re one of a kind. Please take care of yourself. If it’s the blog vs. your mental health, put yourself first. But let your fans know if you start up again (I wanted to say “when”).
Darleen knows I love her, and most of the rest of you rawk as well. But there is only one Jeff Goldstein, and he (and his amazingly beautiful wife and gorgeous offspring) are . . . just the best. You’ve got a first-rate intellect, and so does your lovely spouse.
Hang tough, Buddy. If the site has to shut down, please at least keep your email address alive. And keep writing. Fighting is great (I’m all for the martial arts), but I hope you’re still putting words together in the dark of the night that someday I’ll get to read. Because no one has your talent–and you know it, deep down.
Crap. This place is my Highway 61. My Desolation Row. I can’t figure out what’s happening other than fighting off-screen among the commentariat. I’ll send money if that will help. And I don’t even have a f*cking job right now.
Well Crapcakes on fire! Can’t say that you didn’t give us any warning.
Jeff, I wish you and your family all the best and good luck to you on that book.
I hope I see this cast of clowns elsewhere in the ‘sphere. Nice talking with y’all.
I look forward to reading Karl, Dan and Darleen, in whatever new gigs they land. It’s been fun.
Gimme a minit. I’m havin a John Ford moment here……………………….That’s better.
Thank you Jeff. I mean that sincerly. I have never been so thuroughly entertained . A wonderful gathering of truly interesting charachters. It was fated to end. Nothing this much fun lasts.
I hope the future finds you all well, happy, and prosperous.
Until that time, Eustus.
Well, shit. Again.
AAAAUUUUGH You’re tearing me apparrrt!
Cheezit, there aren’t any factions. There are niches maybe. Complementary ones.
Cheezit, there aren’t any factions.
Well, except for the open your bag/don’t open your bag at the Big Box exit split.
/ducks
This is not happening. Really.
Sigh. Is there someplace else we (slackers) can hang out? I’m all angsty this morn, and will be gone all day, so don’t go move somewhere w/o telling me. You can always go tell me on my blog. I read that more than my email – I just get spam in my email.
Mmmmmmmmm ……. raspberry sorbet. Cleanse the palate … the rest of the meal will be tastey.
Like I said … I’ll really, really miss you, Jeff.
I feel like begging you not to go, Jeff, but I won’t. You must do as you think best, but it will be a wrench to lose your unique voice. I’ve always felt better reading the mindless dreck of the libbies knowing that there was someone like you out there to destroy them so thoroughly and yet so beautifully.
There is no one like you. Please know that your return would be most welcome and humbly appreciated whether it’s in 20 minutes or 20 years. Best of luck to you and your family.
Long time listener. Recommended you to several real friends a couple years back. Now kinda embarrassed for myself, but not for you. Thanks for who you were back then.
Oh, well. It has been fun and all that. Going to miss most everyone here.
Even the trolls and griefers have been only mildly infuriating and not “I want your heart’s blood on my hands right now” infuriating.
‘Course, I wasn’t a target of them, others were, and I can see how that leads to exhaustion.
See you all around the net, I’m sure.
i hope someday you’ll join us, Bmoe. And the world will live as one.
We’ll miss you, Jeff, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Well, pfffft.
I’ll miss all of this.
And the pie.
I have had a lot of pie in my life, but none so good as that which was served here. Kudos to the chef(s), and the patrons were really no slouches either.
Take care everyone. I hope this isn’t the absolute end of PW, but if so, I’ll look forward to seeing everyone at other sites. Gonna miss this place…
Mama Mia!
This place was my first experience with a regular blog and it’s been a trip and a learning experience. Where else could I dump both my goofy and serious thoughts for all to see and comment/trash? The day that Jeff used one of my comments on John Edwards’ blog made me feel like a political warrior.
First of all thanks, Jeff, for the chalkboard and the lessons. Much of it went over my head but you have changed the way I listen and read content. Thanks also to Dan, Karl, Darleen, Cranky-d, Sanity Inspector, Craig (where’s he been lately?), J.Howard and anybody else I missed for your contributions. Also RTO, Aldo, serr8d, BMoe and others for whipping up the froth in the Pub.
The commenting here is simply the best on the web. I start with ric locke (I wish he had a blog) and move through the denizens like BBH, Rob, Christopher, Lisa, SEK, Pablo (the first one to react to my first comment which was about Lamont), withheld (where for art thou?), ahem, Major John, BRD, SarahW, dicentra, maggie (she sends me music!), the gloriously funny alpuccino (hit ’em straight,) the just plain glorious happyfeet and all of the others that I haven’t mentioned. I’ve never, ever, had more fun exchanging ideas and snark than with this collection of eclectic lunatics.
A very special thank you To RTO and maggie for many kindnesses, to JD for sending me Tony Dungee’s autobiography and for being a friend and The Geezer for great conversation, thoughtful moments and the greatest invention ever to come out of this place; the Frothing Insinuation™. Also River Cocytus, rarely seen here these days and a ghostly spectre on my gmail chat list.
There must be some way that we can maintain this community. If not, it’s been a helluva run.
Au Revoir (hopefully.)
De nada, oppressor of brown people.
I well and truly pray that someone is able to figure out a way to make this locale not go away.
I am prepared to buck up, though. Can’t stay here, people? Who says we have to go home.
If it’s last call I”m also prepared to lower my standards :)
I think they were talking about keeping the pub open, so I hope that’s settled real quick.
JeffG will live on in any spin-off, too. Like that beating heart thing in that horrible QOR logo, you can’t kill it.
SarahW – Hey, baby. How you doin’ ? If it is last call and you are lowering your standards … ;-)
I’m never mentioned. I think I’ll go have a pity party for myself.
Take care everyone.
I miss Jeff and I miss Karl. That makes two missings.
Oh, EG, I should have mentioned you. My bad! I denounce myself.
JD: Same to ya, rightwing nutcase. BTW: Did those midget clowns I hired to caddie for you and al show up yet?
Edu Guy – You know I love you, in a completely manly man kind of way. Go Colts. NTTAWWT.
They left me a message this morning, BJ. Something about a clown car full of Oompa Loompas. Ouch.
I’m gonna miss Ed Guy. Honestly, it’s the entire PW “community” that is special. The regular commenters (and Ed guy certainly is a regular) carry the weight of commnent count, but it’s ’cause this “blog” doesn’t merely hold a conversation with itself that makes it fun.
Long time lurker, and only recent part-time commenter. Jeff, this was my first stop of the day, and I couldn’t help but think of this whenever I read one of your disembowelings of a political opponent. It will be some time before I find a community like the one here, and I doubt anything else could ever be as good a fit for me. Since I’m not particularly imaginitive, I’ll probably appear elsewhere as Hadlowe.
Oh, no! How could I forget Carin? I whimper and doubly denounce myself!
JD, you are mistaken. The “car” is a golf cart and there are only two of them and they are just short, made up and slap happy.
No problems. (doopity-doo)
It’s Ok, BJ. But I am going to ask Lisa to slap you with her Sugartits as punishment.
Carin – Not fair. I have practically been begging for that ;-)
Well, shit on a biscuit.
I totally understand why Jeff wants to step away from this for a while. I can’t even imagine what I’d do if I had perverted fugheads threatening my family, not to mention the continuous background drone of dull-witted obloquy that he attracts from the leftardsphere.
I’m definitely looking forward to the day I see his work again, either online or in print (preferably both).
If this place shuts down I’m going to miss (almost) all of you a lot. I’m not going to name names ’cause there are so many of you that I’m sure to leave someone out. Which, of course, is exactly the point — Jeff (with the able help of the rest of the crew) created something special here. No other online forum that I’ve seen has attracted this many consistently brilliant (and funny) writers.
Take care, all.
This just leaves me very sad. And angry at the leftist retards who seem to have this unhealty interest in Jeff’s family over political and ideological disagreements. And yet they have the nerve to kvetch over “the politics of personal destruction.” It is indeed appropriate that the Democratic party symbol is a jackass.
The (D) after the name from henceforth means “Dumbass” in my book (and several other “D” words that I could think of). I do wish that Jeff would stay, he made this place what it was. I hope that he keeps it up long enough to get some of the intentionalism posts and other things for pasting into a document.
Nothing but love for you, Jeff, and all of you guys. Thanks to you all, I still try to insert the word “tribbing” at least once into every conversation. You sick bastards, you.
I check this place a few times a day, so if a shutdown is imminent, please put up a post first detailing the rally point(s) for refugee PW commenters.
So, did I miss anything?
Jeff G. I’m glad to have found your site and have learned much from you. Thank you.
I myself have never figured out how anyone could have enough time and energy to do as much as the frequent commentators do much less the amount of work involved in the heavy lifting you do and still have a life in the “real world”.
If this is it for PW (or even if it is not) then my best wishes to you and yours. I pray to have the experience of reading books by you at some future time.
Again, thank you and may God grant you many years, many happy years.
Geoff B.
If the commenters want to stick around, I can simply pull an Atrios and offer quick little bits and then say OPEN THREAD!
I think at some point something will draw me back here. It always does. But I do want to write my novel on intentionalism. It will only sell to (some) of you guys — and it will be savaged by the anklebiters on the left, who will swarm to Amazon like an army of Poohs who’ve sniffed an open honey pot — but at least it’ll be done.
I need to get it out of my system.
I apologize if I’ve offended Karl, Dan, et al. But the bottom line is, I gave them a huge and readymade audience. They, in turn, took advantage of the opportunity. If they feel like now’s the time to take that experience and market it elsewhere, I understand.
It’s a dog-eat-dog world — and as I noted last night, there is no shortage of sites on the right who’d be happy to lure them away from here. Hell, I’ve seen several attempts right here in the comments.
Tacky, I think, but (as my mother would remind me) also ambitious.
Well get your Atrios on already.
Thanks to JG, as well as the guest bloggers and commenters. This will leave a significant hole in my daily online activities.
A long time ago I clicked a link to PW at some other place and became addicted.
The break-in period was rough, and I still feel like it never ended because the IQ average and education level here are so high and advanced. I can’t say the number of times bourbon was ejected from the mouth or nostrils at the wrong time (and Jim Beam is tough on nasal mucous membranes), with my wife then looking over at me and sighing patiently, “Protein Wisdom, again?”
Thanks Jeff, Dan, Karl, BJ, Maggie Katzen, Dicentra, and the indefatigable happyfeet.
Jeebus – James Wolcott – uses Jeff as his lede? Nice to know that all of Vanity Fair’s online people pay attention to Jeff’s work. But I shouldn’t have been suprised. I thought I detected a slight uptick in the quality of Ocicat Jim’s writing.
Best of luck, Jeff. Sit down at the keyboard, open a vein, and get that book out of your system.
btw – it doesn’t have to be *you* vein.
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Heh.
Indeed.
What do you all think about the pen name “Ballyhoo Johns”?
I do not like that pen name.
I think the ultimate pen name is “John Luxury Yacht”.
Sir Milphous the Obstinate has a nice ring to it, or maybe just Milphous the Large.
I am fond of Steve
Nobody ever said life was fair. Substitute the word “please” for “fool” in Abraham Lincoln’s aphorism about some of the people and all of the people. I’ve enjoyed the garden party, but now there’s a truck waiting to be driven, or so says Ricky Nelson. Or maybe you should take Miles’ advice from Ricky Business.
Maňaňa, amigo.
“Ballyhoo Johns” ->>> “Billfishbait Johns” ->>> “Fishbait Johns” ->>> “Fishbait Jay” ->>> meh, I got nothin.
If I was writing a novel, it’d be under the pseudonym “Ted Peegle”. Or maybe Larry. But that’s me.
Geoffrey Milhous Locke has a nice ring to it.
To Dan, Karl, Darleen, JHoward, cranky, craig, et al. Please continue. Here. ‘Nuff said.
All I know is I hate retail Nazis.
Cramdem Sideways
Ballyhoo Johns (apologies to Dave Barry) can be rearranged to:
Ballsy John Ooh
Jab Holly Oh Nos
Ay Boll John Hos
Jeff,
I go away on vacation and come back to find that you’re hanging up the typewriter here at PW. My selfish hope is that you will one day return, but if you don’t, good luck and good health to you and your family. And keep us posted about your novel on intentionalism. I, for one, would be interested to read it. Also, reading the bedwetters’ reviews will provide some good laughs.
Take care.
Well, Yogi Berra once said:
“When you come to a fork in the road, take it.”
Here’s hoping the fork is just a circle back to PW.
Good Luck to you JG – you certainly deserve a break from leftardmania.
I love this site – would really love to see it stay together…..
But I do want to write my novel on intentionalism.
How’s about something along the lines of Blood Meridian but set in the present, with a pack of progessives and academicians having their cherished shibboleths slowly slaughtered while travelling through flyover country?
Jeff,
This was a fine thing that you wrought – a truly excellent forum for ideas and imagination. I will miss it very much.
Will I see you on late night infomercials where Guthy-Renker would sell your best of posts or will the ‘dillo run them? Or Barry Williams maybe?
You’ll be back, you magnificent, wonderful bastard! But recharge those batteries and I would like to heartily third the previous suggestion of you taking back the blog if you need to. The guest posters have been fine, but dammit, it’s you, it’s always been you that brings me people in and keeps them in. Nobody does what you do. No one. You are unique. You are a freak. I mean that in the most positive way. Wit, intellect, humor and now combined with becoming a serious badass physically? That’s quite the combination you got going on. Anyhoo, I can’t wait to read the book, over and over and over as your stuff does go over head at times. But, I have NEVER learned more from any single place on the web. You da man. You know this. We know this.
God dammit. I read here every day and caught not a whiff.
You let us know when that novel’s written, Jeff. I wanna read it.
Am I going to have to read four days of comments before I find out what’s going on?
I’ve got 15 minutes on-line before I’ve got to go. Someone fill me in.
Dan and Karl have gone missing. Thor is involved. It’s a grim piece of business.
OK.I see, is that Dan, thor or Karl Jeff’s beating the shit out of up there?
Everyone and no one I think. It was looking very King Lear there for a bit. Epic, really. But today it’s a more steely-eyed and wistful tone that’s prevailing mostly if I had to characterize it.
LMC – you still have time to meet me and alppuccino for a round of golf yet this afternoon.
LMC,
Jeff’s pulling the plug. Tomorrow, the lights may be on here with guest bloggers, or it may go dark. Jeff is working on a novel and a budding modeling career.
One of those things may be inaccurate. I report, you decide.
VWhat do you all think about the pen name “Ballyhoo Johns�
in the Bahamas, a ballyhoo is a trash fish only used for bait.
…a ballyhoo is a trash fish only used for bait.
A good bait fish is not trash, nishi. Ballyhoo are beautiful little fish and great fun to catch with bread and a handline while you are waiting for some real action. Not trash at all.
As far as a pen name, don’t really care for Ballyhoo Johns. Ballyhoo Jones, maybe. I think we can come up with something better though.
Well Salmon Rushdie is taken.
Ballyhoo isn’t a red herring, is it?
Ballyhoo sounds like a Carnie and makes me think of small hands and the smell of cabbage …
Jeff – you got me thinking about tumbleweeds. Funny how they appear out of nowhere, race across the road, and then disappear into the distance. And even though I know its the wind driving them, their hurried path seems purposeful somehow, as if they have some destination in mind. There have been many people in my life who were like tumbleweeds and this post reminded me of them
But now, because of you, I’ll never watch a tumbleweed again without thinking “vaya con Dios.”
Lord Bombast and Fustian, Skewer of Hermeneutics has a nice ring to it.
Or Blackadder’s Ghost. Either one.
*ahem*
Well, shit.
Showed up late for the viewing. I’ve been coming here almost daily for a least five years. Learned a hell of a lot but laughed a great deal more at your posts and the comments. I’ve very proud to have been in on some off the long threads riffing on some stupid progg troll comment. Honestly, I can remember more than once laughing so hard my assistant came into my office wondering what was going on.
So thanks. Thanks a lot. Good luck on your novel. On the (somewhat) bright side, my work productivity should soar.
Jeff, as long as there is a reliable archive of your work. I’ll even kick in some more funds.
Where should I bury the map I so carefully dotted. Police helicopters. Blood hounds. They’ll never find all the bodies.
Sorry JD, missed it. I did however leave a carbon snail trail 400 miles across two states.
If Jeff’s leaving, then so am I…eventually. You know, when the food runs out. Or the booze…
I’m that guy