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Stop Calling Me Frank
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Working up a fever in a one-horse town.

Somerville garage-punk-pub-rock band on Rum Bar Records.

The music stuff is the band’s; the politics, bad posts, & academic crap-takes, are mine.
https://stopcallingmefrank.bandcamp.com/track/santa-buy-me-a-beer
RED IS THE ROSE,

BLUE ARE THE SKIES,
December 2, 2025 at 3:45 AM
December 1, 2025 at 7:24 AM
Forget calling them ”tweets” or “skeets.”

Hear me out.
November 30, 2025 at 10:56 PM
They don’t recognize that academic standard or authority in this context. They don’t care about the following distinction, except to the degree that they can take advantage of our belief in it to dominate us:
November 30, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Happy birthday to Ben Stiller
November 30, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Phil and Lou (photo from Lou Barlow)
November 30, 2025 at 6:39 PM
So many problems come from our inability to understand or act upon the following distinction:
November 30, 2025 at 2:08 AM
East Baltimore, but worth a note: Here’s where my great grandparents, grandparents, & dad all lived simultaneously. Tiny place.

More important: the big front room is a beauty shop where my great-grandmother, grandmother, and great aunt did hair from the early 1930s to 2003. Lakewood @ McElderry
November 29, 2025 at 3:14 AM
It reminds me of the movie The Stranger (1946), where Wilson (Edward G. Robinson) identifies a Nazi war criminal Kindler (Orson Wells) after hearing Kindler respond to the suggestion that Karl Marx was German:
November 28, 2025 at 6:19 PM
THEM: Garfield, you’re not taking another two-story, toxic lasagna-dump, are you?

GARFIELD:
November 28, 2025 at 3:50 AM
November 27, 2025 at 3:29 AM
They wander around here like street gangs. Total assholes. They’d probably start some bullshit with the Staten Island turkeys.
November 27, 2025 at 2:37 AM
Happy Jimsgiving!
November 26, 2025 at 10:43 PM
Jimmy Two Times is gonna get the edibles, get the edibles
November 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
It’s 1973 and Jonathan Richman’s sick of your bullshit.
November 26, 2025 at 4:51 AM
November 25, 2025 at 9:44 PM
The bald weirdos from this 2019 Trump press conference.
November 25, 2025 at 5:37 AM
I keep this graphic organizer with me at all times for just these occasions.
November 25, 2025 at 5:03 AM
ADD procrastination for the win: It was WMBR, the (awesome) MIT station. I had to track it down.
November 25, 2025 at 2:07 AM
November 24, 2025 at 2:08 PM
Looking forward to Ryan Lizza’s next book
November 24, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Artificial intelligence is a world-historical technological development—socially, economically, philosophically, and otherwise

Also: it writes insult-jokes for you at parties because women love appearance-based derision!

I used to impress the ladies with my 1980s “Fuck you—eat shit” keychain.
November 24, 2025 at 1:33 PM
My favorite usage of that adjective: The novelist Henry Green talked about the inspiration for his novel Loving:
November 24, 2025 at 3:03 AM
It’s the silent long-s as in
November 18, 2025 at 8:26 PM
Related: For years, I read about Antonin Scalia’s enormous brain: the rigor, the erudition, the sheer horsepower.

Then, in 2012:
November 18, 2025 at 6:42 PM