Tuesday, January 27, 2009

There's no escape

I used to be pro-Palestinian way back when I believed that the main stream media told the truth. I'm wiser now. More on that in later posts.

When I moved to Idaho, I foolishly believed that I had escaped the dreariness of green and flat Detroit for the freshness of the Rocky mountains. I got the fresh mountains, but there is no escaping the dreariness of Eastern Liberals. Case in point, Diana J. Peavey. Ms. Peavey married into a wealthy cattle/sheep family in Central Idaho. She wrote a book on this area and writes essays of the quaint life here in Idaho. I know she came from the East Coast or something to that effect. I wish she'd go back there. I've always found her pieces condescending and annoying, but I figured she was harmless enough.

Then she did this piece on the Gaza strip. This woman has enough money to fly to Israel so she can diss the Israelis. Bear with me on this and listen to her "essay" in its entirety. Bring along a waste paper basket if you have any inclination for vomiting.

http://www.publicbroadcasting.net/idaho/.jukebox?action=viewMedia&mediaId=814978

There is no getting away from the bombardment of Liberal drivel, even here in Idaho. Good Lord, BSU radio doesn't even have the gumption to even things out with a thoughtful Liberal.


Sunday, January 25, 2009

Oh, How Quaint!

You will have to bear with me. I'm new to this blogging thing.

Why the name Probably Pabulum? It comes from the feeling I get every time I watch the watered down news, entertainment, and general media. It reminds me of bland baby food or pabulum. Like pabulum, most humans grow out of it and move on to more substantive foods. But with today's barrage of feel good blandness people have become used to getting badly prepared and thought out news, and most don't want anything else. So this is my little way of fighting back. Then again, I may be a little guilty of dishing out a little pabulum myself from time to time.

I grew up in Detroit when Detroit was a relatively fun place to be. There were dangerous places, but generally it was a cool place. In 1984 I moved to the Intermountain West, and I have been here ever since. Until last year, I' go back to visit my parents, but they moved to the western part of Michigan so I will never again be blessed with landing in Detroit Metro. Such a shame.

Being a transplant to a different part of the country has it's challenges: The US has a lot of differing "cultures." There were a couple things I had to get used to out here, but generally I made the changes and now I am an Idahoan, albeit a relatively liberal one. Just a small note here, when I say "Liberal Idahoan" I mean I would be a conservative anywhere else east of the Mississippi. Idaho is the most conservative state in the US. I don't mind this, but I do wish there would be a few more checks and balances, things just get corrupt when there is no accountability: it's just human nature.

What really sticks in my craw however is wealthy easterners and west coasters who move to rural Idaho and just can't get over how "quaint" we all are. They write about us in such a condescending manner. It makes me think of having to eat really bad fudge. They are usually wealthy, and have that guilt complex of how nasty all us white folks are. It's pabulum!! Like we are a bunch of unenlightened idiots that need the guidance of an educated easterner. I'll talk more about this later, there will be many examples. I'm sure there are many other rural areas in the US that have to endure the local transplant on NPR or get pissed at the columns of some of these idiots. Feel free to share.