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James Seidler is a writer living in Chicago. The editor for the now-defunct humor publication FLYMF, he has now decided to maintain his web presence and smart remarks through this blog.

South By Southwest Preview, Part 2

SXSW 2008 Preview

To prep for the 2008 South By Southwest music festival in, I’m arming myself with an alphabetical list of the groups performing and an active Internet connection with the goal of listening to top tracks from as many bands as possible and offering my impressions here.

The reactions will be quick and dirty, reflecting my own musical taste and ignorance, but if they save me or anyone else from accidentally sitting through a performance of Hey, How’s Your News, then they will be worth it.

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South By Southwest Preview, Part 1

SXSW 2008 Preview

To prep for the 2008 South By Southwest music festival in, I’m arming myself with an alphabetical list of the groups performing and an active Internet connection with the goal of listening to top tracks from as many bands as possible and offering my impressions here.

The reactions will be quick and dirty, reflecting my own musical taste and ignorance, but if they save me or anyone else from accidentally sitting through a performance of Hey, How’s Your News, then they will be worth it.

Continue reading South By Southwest Preview, Part 1 →

Scaring Ourselves to Death

The Spymaster, Lawrence Wright’s January 21 New Yorker article on Director of National Intelligence Mike McConnell, has received some coverage due to McConnell’s laughable attempt to evade stating that waterboarding is torture. For those who haven’t read it, the money quote is:

“I know one thing. I’m not a water-safety instructor, but I cannot swim without covering my nose. I don’t know if its’ some deviated septum or mucus membrane, but water just rushes in….If I had water draining into my nose, oh God, I just can’t imagine how painful! Whether it’s torture by anybody else’s definition, for me it would be torture.”

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