Archive for 2018

DISPATCHES FROM THE DEEP END OF THE EDUCATION APOCALYPSE: Scripps hosts ‘no whites allowed’ pool party.

A student organization at Scripps College will host a pool party Friday night exclusively for people of color, clearly stating that there are “no whites allowed.”

In fact, organizers of the event even provided attendees with an anonymous form to make sure no one enters who “would keep this experience from being a safe and comfortable one.”

Sure it’s a separate pool party, but it’s entirely equal to past events, to slightly modify a phrase popular among early 20th century Democrats.

OIKOPHOBIA ON THE RISE AFTER TRUMP WIN: New Yorker: Chick-Fil-A Is ‘Creepy,’ ‘Pervasive’ for Being Christian.

Iowahawk advises that Manhattan’s only hope is to “build a wall to keep out those icky foreigners.”

(Classical reference in headline.)

UPDATE: Rod Dreher rhetorically asks, “Would the New Yorker have published a piece critical of a fast-food chain owned by pious Muslims, characterizing their appearance in New York City as an ‘infiltration,’ and saying that because of its ownership, the restaurants do ‘not quite belong here’? Of course it wouldn’t. So why do they single out Evangelicals for this spiteful treatment? I think we know the answer, but I wish editors at the magazine would ask themselves this question.”

They’re too busy still trying to figure out what happened in November of 2016. But the New Yorker’s self-parody today is also a reminder of how accurate Ted Cruz’s “New York values” quip during the campaign was.

WE’RE COMING UP ON THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY OF Enoch Powell’s “Rivers of Blood” speech. It looks rather prophetic. Thoughts from Mark Steyn.

UPDATE (From Ed): No need to panic — Tim Blair has photographic proof courtesy of the Regents Park Police that “Terrifying tools of destruction” are now “safely disposed and taken off the streets,” thus making London safe again.

WITH ALL THE SPECIAL-PROSECUTOR STUFF, my Ham Sandwich Nation piece is more relevant than ever.

BREAKING: Former F.B.I. Deputy Director Is Faulted in Scathing Inspector General Report.

The Justice Department inspector general delivered to Congress on Friday a highly critical report that accused Andrew G. McCabe, the former F.B.I. deputy director, of repeatedly misleading investigators.

The inspector general said that when investigators asked whether he had instructed aides to provide information in October 2016 to a reporter with The Wall Street Journal, Mr. McCabe said he did not authorize the disclosure and did not know who did.

But Mr. McCabe did approve the F.B.I.’s contact with the reporter, according to the review.

The newspaper article delved into a dispute between F.B.I. and Justice Department officials over how to proceed in an investigation into the financial dealings of the Clinton family’s foundation. It revealed a sensitive meeting during which Justice Department officials declined to authorize subpoenas or grand jury activity.

The inspector general also concluded that Mr. McCabe’s disclosure of the existence of the ongoing investigation in the manner described in the report violated media policy of the F.B.I. and Justice Department and constituted misconduct.

Heckuva job, Andy.

TOAST POST: “If you find yourself depressed by toasters, you’re thinking too hard about things,” James Lileks writes in his latest Bleat, delivering an old-fashioned Fisking to someone obsessing over heated bread as “a miniature stage on which the homogenization and industrialization of the United States is played…the toaster is a depressing ruse, a mechanized way to cover up the demise of American bread and even American diversity.”

The truth is out there…on rye with mustard.

MATTHEW CONTINETTI: Losing perspective — and understanding — in the era of Trump.

We have left the simple and reassuring rhythms of the progress of legislation, of the White House “message of the day,” of the ritualized game of hide and seek between the press and officials elected and appointed, of Republican and Democratic squabbling over the 50-yard lines of majority rule, of debate and discussion in which civility and decorum, manners and deference, are prized above all.

We have left all this and moved instead into a march played at the fastest tempo, in 6/8 time, where a given week brings us the FBI raid of the offices of a presidential lawyer, an impending military strike on Syria (“Get ready Russia!”), the testimony of a Silicon Valley Titan before Congress, the retirement of a Speaker of the House who practically defines not only the establishment of his party but also the supply-side ideology that has dominated its thinking for a generation, hearings for secretary of State, and much else besides. This is a song filled with contradictions, in which porn stars and Playmates haunt the presidency of a man backed by a supermajority of self-identified evangelical Christians; in which a genius innovator and entrepreneur faces his most skeptical questioning from members of the pro-business party; in which a liberal New York crowd erupts in cheers at the mention of Paul Ryan’s retirement, without giving even the slightest thought to the politics that might replace him.

I am not saying that the weirdness, the distortion, began with President Trump. This story opens years earlier, with a financial crisis in which those responsible paid no price, with economic stagnation and the rise in deaths of despair in the American interior, with the decline in race relations during the second half of the Obama presidency, with mass migrations of peoples across borders and progressive governments unable or unwilling to stop them, and with sudden bureaucratic announcements that public school restrooms are to be made gender neutral, that the population covered by DACA is to be expanded beyond what the president said was legal just months before, that teachers and principals cannot enforce discipline in the public schools without coming under suspicion of racism.

These really are Heinlein’s Crazy Years.

I HAD BEEN ASSURED THAT THE SCIENCE WAS SETTLED: The horrifying maternal mortality rate in Texas turned out to be wrong, but that’s not the biggest issue.

Though we only now realize how flawed the data were, this isn’t entirely a recent revelation. Experts suspected that something was wrong with the data, they just weren’t sure what. The authors of that original study noted that “in the absence of war, natural disaster, or severe economic upheaval, the doubling of a mortality rate within a 2-year period in a state with almost 400,000 annual births seems unlikely.” Their suspicions turned out to be right. Instead of roughly 36 deaths per 100,000 births, the mortality rate was more like 14.6 deaths per 100,000 births.

Texas is, in fact, a cautionary tale, just not in the way we all thought. It’s been collecting data poorly for years now, and they’re not alone—maternal mortality rates could be wrong all over the U.S. Ever since some states introduced a checkbox to their death certificates asking about pregnancy back in 2003, the stats on maternal mortality have been skewed. A 2017 study concluded that this addition “appears to be the main driver of the increases in [maternal mortality rates] during the last decade.” States with and without the checkbox differ so much in reported data that we haven’t published an official national maternal mortality rate since 2007. The data just haven’t been good enough.

It makes you wonder what other data aren’t being collected, or are being improperly or incompletely collected.

PRIVACY: Uber Data Breach Exposed Personal Information of 20 Million Users.

A data breach in 2016 exposed the names, phone numbers and email addresses of more than 20 million people who use Uber Technologies Inc.’s service in the U.S., authorities said on Thursday, as they chastised the ride-hailing company for not revealing the lapse earlier.

The Federal Trade Commission said Uber failed to disclose the leak last year as the agency investigated and sanctioned the company for a similar data breach that happened in 2014. Bloomberg News reported the breach in November.

“After misleading consumers about its privacy and security practices, Uber compounded its misconduct,” said Maureen Ohlhausen, the acting FTC chairman. She announced an expansion of last year’s settlement with the company and said the new agreement was “designed to ensure that Uber does not engage in similar misconduct in the future.”

Lyft seems to be run by nicer people, anyway.