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maria.pint@secondsupper.com We all know the economy is going down the tubes and I’m not going to lie, it scares me a little. Not that I own any stocks or anything, I just know that I’ll be looking for a job in a few years and I’m probably not the most qualified for anything.Thus I have a felling I will be unemployed soon, but oh well. What’s really pissing me off right now though is the fact that everything is so darn expensive. I think that’s what the experts call inflation, but I call it a pain in my neck. I refuse to go to a movie at the theater unless it’s a matinée because it is $9 a ticket and I think that’s ridiculous. That is why I have fully embraced the beauty that is known as the Redbox DVD rental. Oh yes, there is a God and he loves the Walgreen’s on West Ave and all who frequent it. Back home in the greatest state in the country (Minnesota, duh) they have a Redbox in almost every McDonald’s. Whoever thought of that was both a genius and sadistic…and probably really fat. Almost every week this summer I would vow that I would only go inside McDonald’s to rent a chick flick and I would come out every time with at least a few items off the dollar menu too. I mean, come on, a McChicken for only a dollar?! What a steal. Well this past weekend a few friends and I decided to hit up the Redbox again; after all, it too is only $1.06 a night with tax. I was excited to see Baby Mama, Step Up 2 or something along those lines, but my friends had a totally different idea: scary movie night. WTF?! Who honestly decided it was a good idea to make movies about the scariest possible situations ever created?! Come on! As you can probably infer, I absolutely hate scary movies. I always have and I always will. I think this deeply rooted hatred stems from fifth grade specifically. Up until that point in my life, I really don’t think I had ever seen a
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scary movie. My family wasn’t really into them so I guess I never had access. Then I had a sleepover at my best friend Shannon’s house and I was never the same. They lured me there under false pretenses of snacks and a little truth or dare but when I got there, a huge stack of scary movies was sitting on the counter. I was apprehensive because I’m a jumpy person in general and though I had never seen one, I had the feeling that scary movies and fifth grade Maria didn’t mix. Even as a child I had great intuitions. What lay in store for me that night was a lineup of the worst scary movies ever created: Scream, House on Haunted Hill, Cujo, Children of the Corn and Children of the Corn 5 (they couldn’t find two, three or four apparently). I realize that this list is probably laughable to people who consider themselves to be scary movie connoisseurs but you can just shut up, I startle easily! I still don’t like children to this day because of Children of the Corn. As I said though, ever since that night at Shannon’s, I have always hated scary movies. Just the thought of watching one makes me get all clammy and nervous. So as my friends were getting more and more excited about watching one this past weekend, I started to look for escape routes in their apartment. Unfortunately, I suck at slipping out of social settings unnoticed so I soon found myself lying on the floor in a dark living room in front of a TV. And yes, I was clammy and nervous as the movie started. Turns out I had nothing to be nervous about because The Ruins is the dumbest movie ever made. It’s about these American college kids who go to Mexico for spring break and decide to check out these old ruins with some German they met at their hotel. When they get there, these crazy natives try to kill them so they retreat to the top of these ruins and stay there because the natives won’t let them leave. Then the plants that are covering this ancient step pyramid try to slowly eat them. Yeah, and the funny part is that these special, man-eating vines had leaves that looked almost exactly like pot. Picture the basic five pointed hemp leaf and just add one more point and that’s what was trying to eat them. I’m just glad that no one in the room with me was high at the time because I think they would have been freaking out. In the end, everyone but one chick dies and she gets away without any sort of drama at all. She gets in a Jeep, it actually starts and she drives off into the sunset. Weak, man; and this is coming from a self-proclaimed sissy so you can just imagine how horrible it is. I don’t even feel bad spoiling the ending for you if you haven’t seen it because it’s just so dumb that you shouldn’t be renting it anyway. Do yourself a favor and go rent Cujo instead and don’t be surprised if you pee your pants a little while watching it.
Postcards from the poverty line By Emily Faeth
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Greetings from below the poverty line! I can't afford my rent, and I've become a Ramen connoisseur... But at least the weather is nice. I know, lately, that a lot of folks are worried about winding up next to me in line at WAFER, but frankly, I can't bring myself to give a damn about the so-called ECONOMIC CRISIS we're supposedly facing. Nothing much changes when you're already scraping from the bottom of the barrel. Poverty's not that bad. My friends and I live under it and within it every day of our lives, and despite conventional wisdom, we're a pretty happy bunch. Living without money is liberating, in a way. When you've got no cash, there's no point in burdening yourself with materialism. I've forgotten what it's like to purchase things like shoes or CDs or...whatever it is people with money buy. I don't worry about having enough money to buy the things I sometimes think I should want. Is this the result of some sort of Eastern meditative seminar that taught me to transcend my materialistic urges? God, I wish the truth were that romantic. The truth is, I don't have want for anything. I don't want anything, really, beyond a roof over my head, food in my stomach and the company of the people I love. Obviously, as a member of the capitalistic society in which we live, I am bound by certain financial responsibilities. I'm a student at UW-La Crosse, so some financial institution somewhere in space is paying some enormous sum of money to sponsor me, based on the understanding that I will jump through enough hoops to receive a product (they call them Bachelors' Degrees) to bring them a return on their investments. Then this mystical entity which provided me with the funds to attain said degree will turn on me, requesting that I repay their investment several times over. Their justification for this will be the fact that I was young, inexperienced and naiive enough to supply them with my name, address and Social Security Number: These precious data are fragments of the soul when translated into the Dogma of the economy. I try not to think about it. While I sincerely enjoy the discipline I have chosen to study, I
cannot see how, in a society which celebrates idiocy, sensationalism and 30-second news bytes as its source of information, how I could ever expect to subsist in a market that tends to shun the thought of "thought." The future looks quite bleak for anyone who chooses a path that differs from the one that's been prematurely cleared for them. My cat usually wakes me up in the morning. I've got a pretty awesome apartment, for a girl who suffocates underneath the poverty line. I get up in time for class, and I eat a normal breakfast, thanks to the people at WAFER. I go to class. Some of my peers live the way I do; some of them don't. Some of us turn on our televisions, some of us don't. If we do, we hear of a financial meltdown that will change the lives of every American; cynics say everyone on the planet will be affected by the meltdown on Wall Street. Banks are failing, mortgages are sky-high, and everyone's fucked. I've been scared into stupidity the past eight years: I'm prepared for every terrorist attack, anthrax attack, physical assault and tainted Tylenol attack that may have come my way. Apparently, people are losing their 401(k)s and the dream of retirement is lost in the clouds for many folks.That must be terrible: I can't imagine the frustration that would plague me if I worked my ass off for the majority of my life and was given nothing, nothing, nothing in return for my dedication. At the same moment, though, in which I feel those waves of sympathy wash over me, I realize what the difference is: Those amber waves of grain — those promises of security and safety we thought we'd all be guaranteed in our old age — may have been gnawed away by age and parasites. My friends and I are getting ready for a Halloween party. There will be no dinner, and there will be no champagne. We will dress up, dance, sing, laugh — and our lives will be no less complete than if we had Paris Hilton's credit card. I'll admire the time and effort my friends dedicated to their costumes. I'll appreciate their being. Forgive me if I can't feel too sorry for the folks who are losing their imaginary money in any imaginary game of Monopoly. I'll choose to use the currency common amongst my friends. While we may have no money, at least we're all friends.
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Why we're in This mess By Ben Clark
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We have all been witnessing what appears to be the end days of the markets around the world. With daily reports of how far the Dow (Dow Jones Market Index, based entirely on how well stocks in industrial sectors operate) has dropped in the time between the opening bell and the closing bell, many Americans are beginning to wonder if their 401(k) investments would be better suited in canned goods and shotguns (thanks, Gremlins 2!). Well, this financial crisis is not a complete surprise when one considers how the market has been operating for the last 10-plus years. Let me introduce you to one of the key players in the crash: the credit default swap, or CDS. CDS was originally designed by the masterminds behind JPMorgan Chase, the largest banking institution in the United States. It is fabled that way back in 1994, while the top executives of the company were sipping martinis and enjoying a nice Florida vacation, they pondered an age-old question that had long plagued bankers and loan companies: Could banks actually use the cash they had tucked away in case their loans went bad? You see, before the invention of the CDS, banks and loan institutions would need to keep on reserve enough money (or capital) in order to pay off the loans they give out in case the buyer of the loan was unable to repay. With the CDS, JPMorgan Chase created a way to protect themselves in case those loans would default and, in turn, freed up all that capital they had in reserves. Simply put, JPMorgan Chase just gave themselves a multibillion dollar increase in their profit margins. After JPMorgan Chase and associates invented CDS, it became used by other financial giants like Fannie Mae, Freddie Mac and AIG. All three are huge investment firms, and are now in need of rescue with the aid of government bailouts. AIG itself had to be bailed out by the government because it defaulted on over $14 BILLION of credit default swap that it had passed on to a number of investment banks, insurance companies and other institutions. For loans that appeared to be of a higher risk, JPMorgan Chase created a neat little trick called the Broad Index Scrutinized Trust Offering (BISTRO). What BISTRO allowed was for JPMorgan Chase to identify the riskiest loans that they have undertaken and break down the loans into smaller pieces, which in turn could be sold to other investors. This allowed JPMorgan Chase to completely get the credit risk off their books and transfer the risk to other investment groups. With the CDS now introduced into the financial market, other banking institutions began to implement this new idea with alarming readiness. Soon, the business for CDS began to increase at an exponential rate. Investors were becoming more likely to invest in riskier and riskier loan deals with the advent of the CDS, especially investments coming from more uncertain markets like Latin America and Russia, by insuring the debt from developing markets. With the increase in CDS being utilized by major companies and investment firms across the world, the CDS market began to more than double each year, reaching over $100 billion in 2000 and surpassing more than $6.4 TRILLION
by 2004. The biggest problem with the increase of CDS was how the companies believed the insurance market operated.The general idea with insurance is that if somebody you know gets into an accident, your rates don’t personally go up and you suffer no consequences. However, in the world of loans, bonds and the newly developed CDS, things work a little differently. If an insurance company is unable to pay off a CDS that they’ve bought from another company, a whole chain reaction starts up. This is why when we saw the fall of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac, we watched AIG and Citigroup fall almost immediately in their wake. And now we get to see the other part of this “perfect storm” of financial collapse: the subprime market bust. The term subprime in itself refers to loans or mortgages that are given to borrowers who have a less than favorable credit score and payment history. Simply put, people who have shown a history of being late on payments, low credit scores or may potentially be unable to pay back the loan that they are borrowing are generally lumped into the group for subprime markets. Typically, subprime markets are in themselves riskier investments because the loans are given to people with questionable credit history. And now we get into the meat of the matter: the subprime mortgage boom and its subsequent bust. Subprime mortgages became the hottest commodity to be sold to investment firms, insurance companies and others. Due to the fact that the majority of people getting loans for subprime mortgages were more likely to be unable to pay back the loan and its interest, banks that had initially issued the mortgage loan were now selling CDS to other companies to cover the potential for having a lack of capital to cover the initial mortgage. Basically, the whole situation set up a perfect domino effect. You have people who have now taken out mortgages that are unable to pay them, and the banks that are supposed to have enough capital to pay for the loan are now selling pieces of that loan to other investment firms, which may in turn be developing CDS for these new loans. If one piece of this whole set begins to fall apart, a chain reaction takes place which results in multiple businesses needing to be bailed out because they don’t have the capital to pay off all those CDS that they took in the first place. And as we’ve seen, when one of these major companies fails to pay off the debts that they’ve collected up, their stock holds such a major proponent of the Dow that the whole average drops as a whole. So there you have it. This one little invention by a group of business geniuses to gain a little more capital started a chain reaction to lead to the rather dire situation we see on Wall Street today. There is talk that Washington may begin to introduce regulation laws into how CDS are used (New York is already going to be regulating CDS deals in January of next year). Hopefully this gives you a little insight into why the markets are crashing (remember, the companies buying these loans are global in their scope of business). With any luck, the market will begin to correct itself and we’ll begin to see positive changes begin to develop over the next few months. Hopefully.
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shuggypop.jackson@secondsupper.com The recent economic crisis is an area that is hard for me to not be cynical about. There are certainly millions of decent, hardworking Americans who have seen their retirement funds and share holdings plummet, thus erasing huge chunks of their dreams of the golden years. I'd be a pretty serious bastard to not have sympathy for these individuals. However, I am somewhat jaded, and these aren't the people who come to mind while I watched the Dow Jones plummeting last week. Instead, I think of my economic situation, the situation shared by the majority of those I know in my generation. I also think of those that I'll chose to focus my rant on, but more on them later. For the record, before I dig into this, I am well aware of how dull a topic the economy is, so my apologies ahead of time. The same goes for the blatant stereotypes at play. So, here's my story. I am a guy who is heavily educated from a good University, where I studied neuroscience. I'm not exactly a slouch here. As a child, I was constantly shown charts about the pay levels for different levels of schooling, which told us the more education you have, the higher the salary you can expect. So upon graduation, I'm thinking my future looks bright. And then my idealism is shattered with the reality of the job market. Or more like the lack of a job market. It wasn't just me either; the majority of those I know in my generation, intelligent people who want a career, are struggling to find a job that isn't total bullshit that actually pays a decent salary. Thus begins the plight of my generation. While we are struggling to find a job in a market where outsourcing depleted us, along comes the payback of student loans. Those dudes don't care what your employment of lack thereof is, they want their money back, with interest, the second you get your diploma. Many friends of mine were further in debt with this one than I, so in some aspects I can consider myself fortunate. In many cases, my friends would be making the monthly minimum payment, and that wouldn't be enough to off-
set the interest, so they end up owing more on their next statement after throwing down a couple hundred. It's a hole of debt from the beginning. Eventually we find a job we are content with, only to realize the salary we are getting isn't enough to get us ahead, way below what those charts I was shown growing up indicated. The hope of advancement is slim until all the Boomers retire and unclog the market. The Economic Opportunity Program at Demos determined that people in their 20s who are currently working paycheck to paycheck can expect to keep doing so well into their 40s. The majority of people in my generation end up spending over half their paycheck on rent, two paychecks away from being homeless. I saw this as a hole I didn't want to get stuck in, so I looked into buying a house and paying a mortgage instead and acquiring equity. So in the year 2000, before Bush was elected president, I was given a mortgage on a house despite being unemployed, in debt, fresh out of school and with minimal credit history. I went to several lenders that felt sleazy to me before I settled on one who I trusted. She warned me about the junk mortgages these other characters were trying to push on me that were total garbage. She pulled some strings for me, got me qualified for a government housing program none of these other schmucks had mentioned, and I set about making my monthly mortgage payments with the help of several housemate/tenants without which I never could have afforded the place. Many in my situation weren't so fortunate and got the garbage mortgages that they have been defaulting on left and right. That's my story, clichĂŠd as it may be, and what cultural critics will say makes me a part of the Entitled Generation who think we aren't willing to work hard to get ahead. I admit, in many ways, we are whiners. But here is where my cynicism comes in. My generation has been toiling away in the workforce, rarely doing more than just getting by and trying not to get too buried in debt, along comes a government that decides to spend a shitload of money on things that my generation is expected to pick
the tab up on. We will be paying for the debt accrued from the wars, will be paying the entitlements for retirees such as social security and the like, and the latest, the bailout of the financial institutions that are collapsing around us. While my generation's economic situations are frustrating to us, the first generation in American history to have it worse off than our predecessors, our legitimate complaints aren't taken seriously and we aren't offered dick to help us out. The middle class doesn't exist for us. Many of us have adapted. We don't consume as much.We have learned to do without the house in the suburbs and the luxury vehicles we can't afford. We aren't fueling the economy and buying into the consumer lifestyle bullshit, perhaps because we don't have the salaries to do so. And now it's coming back to bite the smug piles of shit that were looking to profit off of us and thus the freak out that has dominated the media of late ensues. We don't have any money to give you, so you can't make any money off of us. Go fuck yourselves! You mean to tell me I am supposed to feel bad for people who have money tucked away in huge portfolios that are plum-
meting in value? Most people in my generation I know have never had any disposable income to invest in that sort of privilege to begin with. I'm supposed to feel bad for those higher up than me in the economic scale who get the huge salaries and health care yet don't seem to do nearly as much actual work.They are always in pointless meetings, leaving work early and taking long vacations. When they actually do work, the get bonuses greater than my entire annual salary? People whose second home they might spend a weekend a month at is ten times nicer than the dump I am forced to share with housemates? I have a hard time felling sorry for you at all. Yes, gross generalizations were used above, but hopefully my point is taken from all those overly dramatic scenarios. Huge percentages of an entire generation feel left out of our piece of the pie, while we are expected to bare the burden of a collection of people who took away our jobs so they could line their pockets and make boat payments; raised the costs of schooling, housing and essentials of living at a far greater rate than salaries have increased; and overall have fucked over everybody who isn't them. I don't see a bailout to pay student loans, unpaid mortgages or increasing salaries to a living wage, and quite frankly, I wouldn't want one. Deal with it, rich people, your comforts are blowing away. Welcome to my generation's reality.
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The $700 billion swindle By Adam Bissen
adam.bissen@secondsupper.com If ever there was a time for the U.S. Congress to be deliberate and far-thinking, it should have been before cutting the largest bailout check in American history. True, the credit crunch hindering the U.S. and global finance industry does need to be alleviated, but the source of these economic woes is systemic and should have been corrected years ago. Yet when it came time to ante up a final sum of $700 billion, our legislators didn’t address the roots of the crisis, punish reckless financiers or impose regulations to prevent this from happening again. Instead they coasted on cronyism and quaked before all-too-familiar fear mongering while rushing through the most boldfaced piece of pocket-fleecing Washington has seen in years. And that’s saying a lot. For those of you paying attention at home, these economic problems started all the way back on Sept. 19, 2008 when U.S. Treasury Secretary Henry Paulson proposed a bailout of financial institutions hurt by bad mortgages and sliding investor confidence. Just kidding — the roots of the credit crunch can be traced back at least 15 years to banking deregulation that allowed deceptive bookkeeping and booming markets that instilled a profits-at-all-cost mentality that can’t be sustained when the economy slows. These developments went largely untold by mainstream media, but they weren’t secrets. In fact, the people charged with regulating the finance industry were often Wall Street alums — such as Paulson, the former CEO of Gold-
man Sachs — so they should’ve known the effects of a deregulated economy strung out on credit and predicted the crash that would come when it’s time to pay the piper. In this cliché, however, it’s the financiers that make off like rats. Clearly, the men and women who rewrote finance rules, emptied treasuries, provided greedy loans and speculated on real estate should be the ones held responsible for the collapse. Trouble is, the aforementioned occupations have all been rather lucrative, and the millionaires on Wall Street have a tendency to mingle with the millionaires on Capital Hill. They also make campaign donations. Thus, when the global finance industry finds itself stuck in a web of unpaid loans, Congress can bluster for two weeks before coughing up $700 billion for “economic stabilization” — nevermind all the schools that had closed for lack of funds, roads that had deteriorated for lack of upkeep and the 48 million Americans who live without health insurance. “This was the largest single act of class warfare in the modern history of this country,” Rep. Dennis Kucinich (D-Ohio), told journalist Chris Hedges last week. To Kucinich, a liberal who staged an ill-fated presidential campaign in 2004, the Emergency Economic Stabilization Act of 2008 represents a complete abandonment of Democratic New Deal principles. In addressing a slowed economy, Congress could have funded infrastructure projects that create working class jobs by improving roads, sewers and other utilities across the United States. On the longer term, it could have instituted a national health care system that benefits
struggling small business and helps alleviate the number one cause of home foreclosures: bankruptcy as a result of medical bills. But the Emergency Economic Stabilization Act wasn’t written with the middle class in mind, despite the Congressmen and talk show pundits who sold it as such. No, the stimulus bill should be called by its name: a bailout for financiers who cheated the system, gambled on investments and lost. I don’t mean to imply that a stabilization bill was unnecessary — the credit markets truly appear to be locked up — but if the government is going to throw around $700 billion of taxpayer money, it should at least make some greater demands on its investment. This could mean everything from restoring 1990s regulation to lowering credit card interest rates to repealing the Federal Reserve Act of 1913, the law that privatized the American monetary system in the first place. For a minute there, the Emergency Economic Stabilization Plan of 2008 actually portrayed Congress at its best. A week after Paulson submitted his 3-page draft legislation for purchasing mortgage-backed securities whose value had dropped, House minority leader John Boehner announced that representatives in his party could not support the plan, and the 110-page bill was rejected on a 228-205 vote. House Republicans and Democrats gave myriad reasons for opposing the legislation — that it didn’t include enough oversight, that it rewarded the wealthy, that it was only 9-days-old — but when the U.S. Senate sweetened the pot by adding $150 billion worth of popular tax incentives before passing it, 57 representatives
switched sides to support then 451-page plan. President Bush signed the bill into law on Oct. 3, quickly ending any real hope for reform. Within days, Paulson appointed Neel Kashkari, another former Goldman Sachs executive, to supervise the implementation of the act, whose work will be almost entirely outsourced. In this manner, Congress moved the wealth of the country up the economic ladder, taking $700 billion from all taxpayers and allowing Wall Street types to redistribute it amongst their colleagues. One could call this socialism for the wealthy, and it’s telling that it was mostly Republicans in this case who stood up for the American worker. While it is unfortunate that the lower classes were manipulated for the benefit of the rich, by this point it should no longer be surprising. Where have we seen this before: a supposed threat we didn’t know we had, stopgap legislation crafted in days, an expensive relief program balanced on taxpayers’ backs and a coordinated political and media message that we have to pass this law this very instant? It’s the same scenario that led up to the delaration of war on Iraq five and a half years ago, and most Americans now probably wish we went a little slower into that one. But by using fear, connections and American ignorance, the Masters of the Universe win again. We’ll keep our debt economy at least until the next crunch, forever chasing that bigger home and forgiving the crooks that sold it to us.
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brett.emerson@secondsupper.com People the world over are worried. The Simoleon Sky is falling! We’re finally facing a possibility of a real-life depression, one that won’t be appeased with Prozac and self-help books. Finally, many Americans are awakening to the realization that it doesn’t matter what demographics we belong to, whether we’re red-staters or blue-staters, because the majority of humanity belongs firmly in the Third Estate. Ignore the fact that we’re STILL bleeding onto the Wall Street collection plate, and that the company men who have benefited from our hemorrhaging are STILL using that blood money to fly first class, shack up in expensive hotels and perpetuate the fuckaroo pandemic. The only person in this country who has displayed the right response to this self-mutilation was the guy who knocked Lehman Brothers head Richard Fuld the fuck out while the kingpin trotted on his company-supplied treadmill. Even that heroic act wasn’t enough. Our chickens are coming home to roost, and the best we’re going to do is to put all their eggs in one basket and toss them in the incubator. It’s time to get positive. First off, MONEY ISN’T REAL. Economics is a manmade fiction, no different from laws or religions or any other set of social rules that alienates human beings from the rest of nature, as well as from itself. Why not allow the dollar to devalue into mean-
inglessness? As I recall, the American Dream measured success by the sweat — literal or otherwise — on one’s back. When money replaces purpose as the measuring stick of one’s life, the dream is dead, as is the dreamer. Let the money-worshipping babies have their bottles, and let them realize that these bottles contain no milk. And let the rest of us live our lives to the fullest reality. Doubtful. So here’s the other silver lining I’ve found in the prospect of imminent economic collapse. It’s time for the return of the noble Hobo! For ages in America’s halcyon past, the hobo enjoyed a privileged mythology. Following on the heels of the 19th Century homesteaders, these lovable scamps were the new embodiment of American freedom. Hopping trains with impunity and weaving throughout the country’s myriad heartlands, the hobo sat upon boxcar thrones and sipped bathtub moonshine — Emperor Nortons, one and all. The hobo’s only predators in this lush wilderness were railroad bulls, junkyard dogs and bathtub moonshine. These weren’t bad odds to a hobo, which perched atop the continent’s food chain (and often starved), weaving legend and dreams through the American loom. Cataclysm came in the 1980s, bearing an era of Reaganomics, synthesizers and Izod polo shirts from which the hobo would never truly recover. Making matters worse, the early '90s recession, which ought to have rendered the Me Decade a brief nightmare, was quickly squashed by an economic upswing. Notorious hobophobes such as Newt Gingrich and Rudy Giuliani pressed their advantages by inflicting tramp-hating agendas upon the American sphere, running vagrants in legions from this fair nation’s urine-steamed streets. Giuliani’s Time Square cleanup is particularly regarded by many in the hobo community as his own act of terrorism, carried out well before the New York mayor had to react to 9/11. It’s a paradox that many of the city’s unwashed are loath to forget. But with the possible destruction of the global economy at hand, the hobo army could swell to a per capita level that hasn’t been seen since the Great Depression. Thousands upon thousands of ESPN watchers, soccer moms and honor students will turn to the roads and rails, eking their ways along a nation that has financially abandoned them. What joy! The benefits of hobo society are uncountable, and wondrous. Here are a few: Are you sick of the recent rash of trendy
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baby names, the Dirks, Madisons, Haylees, Jenns and Aidens of the world? Well, becoming a hobo is akin to getting a blank slate. All those stupid appellations will be erased! The baby books from which they were culled will do naught more beyond lighting trashcan fires for the generation they helped misname. Instead, the Hobo High Council will reclaim its Edenian responsibility, and rechristen all newcomers with more suitable handles. As God intended, we shall once more become a nation of Smokey Joes, Squeaky Petes and Sally the Syphs! Furthermore, the hobo is notorious for its usage of mass transit. This abandonment of individual conveyance will greatly reduce greenhouse gases, striking a blow against global warning for the betterment of all life on Earth (to say nothing of enhancing the nation’s energy independence!). While Greyhound bus drivers may not properly appreciate the discovery of a sleeping bum in the luggage compartments, and airliners may have to invest more money toward removing dead hobos from their cargo holds, commercial train lines stand to make a healthy renaissance. Hobos will be at the forefront of the 21st Century Green Movement
— or in their cases, the Green-and-Brown Movement. And hey, all those do-nothing politicians will have all the red herring they can eat, when the debate on hobosexual marriage heats up! “I believe that marriage is only between two homeowners!” they’ll crow. Marriage licenses will be replaced by property tax bills and rental histories. Margot Kidder can lead the charge for equality. Maybe Ed McMahon can hang out and chortle his agreement. It will bring politics to a new, awesome level! And finally — hobos on the Internet! Glam shots in filthy truck stop stalls! LOLHOBOZ! Yeah! Nothing but good times ahead! So grab your bindles, my soon-to-be hobo friends, and let’s hit the road!
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The Ire Express By Emily Faeth
emily.faeth@secondsupper.com The national media were once again focused on La Crosse last week as Senator John McCain made his appearance at the La Crosse Center, right on the heels of Barack Obama's rally the week prior. And of course, being the responsible media outlet we are, Second Supper was on the scene to provide our faithful readers with the unfiltered truth you've come to expect (sometimes). I arrived at the La Crosse Center around 8:30 a.m.,and began to wade through the line that had assembled along Second Street. As was the case with Obama's visit to La Crosse, Second Supper had contacted the local campaign headquarters for press passes in order to provide you, Dear Reader, with the best coverage possible on an historic event in our city. Kristin Kukowski, Communication Director for the Republican Party of Wisconsin, assured several members of our staff that we would be given access to the event, so I found my way to the media table and presented the credentials and identification requested. I was then waved in to the Secret Service checkpoint where I was, for the second time this month, checked for bombs or machetes or whatever I might have been able to hide underneath my jeans and sweater. Everything was going smoothly until the Secret Service agent turned to size me up once more. "Can I see your credentials?" he asked. "I already provided my credentials at the media check-in, sir, but I can show them to you again," I replied. I whipped out my business card, my ID and even a copy of Second Supper with the masthead exposed for good measure. Granted, these "credentials" aren't as fancy or impressive of those carried by the folks from CNN or ABC, but we'd had no trouble with them at the Obama rally. Besides, hadn't Ms. Kukowski assured us that we would be given access? The Secret Service agent mumbled something about needing to verify my information and went to fetch another, beefier man in black. "I'm sorry, miss, but legitimate media needs legitimate credentials, and we can't verify your organization," Agent No. 2 told me. I began to inquire as to what was lacking in my organization's legitimacy, and invoked the Communication Director's name in my attempt to explain that yes, we are a legitimate publication (I was holding the paper in my hand) and that we were simply a smaller paper and tend to have an aversion toward the laminated cards on lanyards so revered by most in the media. Alas, they had already surrounded me and were corralling me toward the general admission area. At least I wasn't forced to leave, but after the baffling situation which had just occurred, I wouldn't have minded if I had been. Trying to keep my annoyance to a bare minimum was difficult after that. I was there as an observer, and wanted to remain as emotionless and unbiased as I possibly could.The crowd had by then mostly filled the space, and the rally organizers were passing out signs for the spectators to hold. Representative Mike Huebsch informed me that the signs that are passed out at the rallies are pre-made and pre-approved by campaign staff in order to avoid drawing attention to potentially spotlight stealing homemade signs. So I suppose that partially explains
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the bewildering sights I witnessed of a large male of obvious Norwegian descent holding a sign that boasted "JEWS FOR MCCAIN" and a conservatively dressed (go figure) girl of about 16 holding a "BIKERS FOR MCCAIN" sign. The rally began with introductory speeches from various area Republicans, including Tommy Thompson, as well as a bilingual (English and Spanish) poem from a local religious leader. Mostly, though, it was difficult to decipher what anyone on stage was actually saying, as the assembled crowd had taken to chanting raucous, intermittent choruses of "U-S-A! U-S-A!" and other various jingoisms, drowning out much of the speeches. As McCain finally took to the stage, the crowd exploded into applause. He began, of course, with the expected shout-outs to area Republicans before beginning the actual speech. "We're the underdogs," he said, "...but we're going to fool them again." After invoking the name of Palin and drawing more outbursts from the crowd, McCain went straight for the economy issue. "My friends, we have to protect investors," McCain told the boisterous crowd. "Especially those relying on their investments for retirement." Wise choice of words, Senator. Of course, political rallies aren't really the place for detailed policy discussions. People want action and emotion, and they were certainly getting a dose of something along those lines. The majority of the remainder of the brief speech (the La Crosse Tribune reported 21 minutes; I paused my data recorder during the outbursts from the crowd in which McCain paused and came up with about 15 or 16 minutes) was dedicated to questioning the leadership of his opponent. "Who is ready to lead? In a time of trouble and danger for our country, who will put our country first?" The crowd responded with chants of the Senator's name, but along the fringes of the arena, I could hear shouts of "Barack Obama!" as well. McCain then proceeded to question Obama's ideas for health care reform, the economic crisis, as well as the freshman Senator's character. The crowd erupted into boos at each mention of Obama's name; people were growing angrier and angrier, at times entirely obliterating McCain's speech. But again, as before, I heard dissent: "LIAR!" screamed several people when McCain stated that Obama plans to raise taxes for the majority of Americans. The speech ended soon thereafter, and people flooded into downtown. A young man in front of me was commenting to his friends about the irony of a prayer read in Spanish in a city whose primary minority language group is Hmong. A woman, overhearing his conversation, came over and angrily told him of the comfort she felt from the prayer, telling him that it gave her hope for her son in Iraq. The young man tried to explain that this wasn't the issue he had with the prayer. We were swept away in the crowd before the argument could escalate. Upon exiting the Center, I noticed a small group of protesters assembled across the street. They were an assorted bunch support-
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Get yo' crank on! By Shuggypop Jackson
shuggypop.jackson@secondsupper.com Upon the news of John McCain coming to town, my journalistic curiosity wasn't nearly as high as it had been for Barack Obama's appearance on the streets of La Crosse the previous week. Judging by the crowd turnout, Obama getting nearly four times the attendees McCain did, I wasn't alone in my lesser enthusiasm for McCain's stump speech. The information obtained here at the Second Supper office was that this indoor event required tickets, and it seemed there were more hoops to jump through to attend. After hearing that the spitfire lightning rod Sarah Palin wasn't tagging along, my mind was made up that I would be watching this one on TV from the comforts of home. Why is it that McCain sparks not nearly the excitement in people Obama does? While Obama is filling stadiums, McCain is lucky to fill bingo halls. Polls seem to be indicating Obama is running away with this thing and it is over before a single vote has even been cast. Conservative die-hards, perceiving the election slipping away, have been displaying highly pissed off blurts of anger at recent McCain rallies. While charges of being a terrorist and socialist have crossed the lips of these far-right supporters, I can't help but think these sentiments are a turnoff to the average American voter who view them as coming from a lunatic fringe, of which many condescendingly cherry-picked liberal YouTube videos have surfaced of late to attempt to prove. But there is something to be said for this anger on display that will be certain to mobilize the base that showed up in droves to give Bush a victory, while Obama is counting on a bunch of adle-minded twentysomethings to push him over the hump, a demographic that historically haven't been too reliable to show up and vote. Good luck with that one, Barack. I sure wouldn't want to be counting on a bunch of flakes. Here is my wish: I want McCain to take the lead of those in his crowd and crank up the ornery I know he's got in him. Become Hank's dad Cotton from King of the Hill. Political pundits have been saying the same thing if McCain is to get back in this race. McCain's temperament has been questioned numerous times before, having told plenty of colleagues and opponents to fuck off while unleashing profane tirades on them, and even exploding on his wife calling her a trollop and cunt at a public event in '92. I want to see this behavior on display, the crotchety old man yelling at the neighbor kids whose ball rolled onto his lawn. Calling me your friend in that sweet grandfatherly way is just boring me to tears, McCain. I want some entertainment in my political theater. SNL skits shouldn't be drastically more fun than the real thing. Am I alone in wanting McCain to recreate the Oscar winning role of Peter Finch as Howard Beale who was "mad as hell and not going to take it anymore" in the 1976 movie Network? I want temper tantrums from McCain, I want him to unleash fury on the microphone, I want parents to cover their children's ears when he speaks. The thing is, McCain can't explode on Obama, as that is a popularity battle he will
lose the same way several frazzled substitute teachers lost who tried to handle the cool kid in class that got under his skin with smartass comments I saw dozens of times while growing up. The classroom always sided with the cool kid in those circumstances. Instead, McCain should explode on those who the majority of the American people rant about. Start with Bush and Cheney, the duo who smeared McCain to new lows in 2000, calling McCain's wife a drug addicted pill popper, saying McCain had homosexual hookups while a POW and saying his adopted daughter from Bangladesh was really an illegitimate child from an affair with a black woman. Quit playing nice McCain, and unleash the bile you have towards those two. Going after the lame duck would also quiet the clichĂŠd critics who keep calling him four more years of Bush. That has been the Democratic shallow strategy from the beginning, and it seems it is all they are going to need. Once you get foaming at the mouth about Bush, go after the oil executives, hedge fund managers and junk mortgage brokers who are robbing America blind. Give 'em hell! Sure they probably have dropped millions in his coffers over the years, same as they have with most politicians, but there isn't anything wrong with biting the hand that feeds you at this stage of the game. Average voters dislike those bigwigs even more than they do Bush. Take the gloves off and rip them a new one.The more scathing it is, the better. Promise congressional hearing to go after these scammers and return the money to the people. Throw the crooks in jail Enron executive style. Tell that do-nothing Congress to do something I'd actually care about, which, for the record, steroids in baseball isn't one of. I'm really wondering who McCain's strategists are. They seem to me to be a group of weenies. A Google search tells me it's some bald dude named Steve "The Bullet" Schmidt, a member of W's 2004 team, which pretty much tells me nothing. I miss the wicked genius of Karl Rove who took mudslinging to deviant new heights and made campaigns interesting, whose below the belt smearings would actually make me wince. Is it too late to recruit that diabolical wizard to concoct some mischief and spice this election up a bit? McCain is fumbling along against his opponent and gaining no ground whatsoever with a dimwitted campaign that resembles the pathetic results typically displayed by the Democrats the past few elections. Oh, yeah ... the McCain visit itself. You know, he talked about some stuff, what he wants to do, what it is the strategists have determined voters want to hear, typical politician campaign promises that most likely will never happen. While Obama and his overzealously rolled sleeves had an audience in the throws of fanboy squealing, the McCain team came and went in his town hall fashion and gave little of entertainment value to raise the roof.Yawn.
October 16, 2008
Dispatches from HQ
Interview with Head home and take it around my daughter — she wouldn’t see me doing it, but I did it in the morning to function. I tried to go to rehab and that didn’t work. I ended up going to this church and found out that if you talk to Jesus, he’ll become real. I thought it was a bunch of crap, to tell you the truth, but I was so desperate that I had to try it. So I went home and started praying. Within a couple weeks I had a spiritual encounter in my house, and it woke me up. I got the strength to throw all my drugs away, and I was able to look at my daughter and say I’ll be home with her and leave my career. So my whole life changed. I got back into music recently, but I had to get my life straight first.
Chili Cook Off WON! A box containing limes, a broken matchstick box, the wind protector tower thingamajig for a grill and dust of briquettes. Cleaning this up on Tuesday had me fondly remembering Saturday when we flew our banner high in the spirit of competition and gastronomy. We are sure that by now you all have heard stories, rumors and whispers, and we are here to set it straight, WE WON!!! (our division — of the 17th annual State Bank Chili Cook Off). A big nod goes to The People's Food Co-op for taking the overall title, with the warning "We are gunning for you." Best artistic performance went to Dahl Automotive employees doing their best penguin impressions. We would like to thank our fans who voted with us out of loyalty; there were about five. To those of you who were newly introduced to us through our Chili; welcome to our Universe. We are happy to have you.We are also happy to have stolen from WXOW,WKBT and 95.7 the chance to shamelessly promote their awesomeness while doing some good.The only competitor to dodge this bullet was Pat of Z-93 and his Cheap Gas Chili (obviously effective because he has mananged to raise quite a stink). We will now be the ones to self-agrandize and remind the La Crosse Community that you have not, nor will you ever, hear the last of Second Supper. — Blake Auler-Murphy
SS Wagon STOLEN! Let me start by confessing something to all of you readers out there: I stole something once. I was accompanying my mom to the local ShopKo as a 6-year-old girl — a good 6year-old girl that day, thankfully, because she let me pick out a small treat at the store as a reward. What did I, as an indecisive little kid, do? Put one goody into the basket and stuffed the other item I wanted into my pink corduroy pocket. Of course, as soon as I started swiping my lips with that shiny pink lip gloss hours later, my cover was blown. I learned my lesson that day, believe me. But learning that stealing was wrong as a kindergartener apparently isn't commonplace with a certain someone downtown: Our beloved Second Supper wagon was recently snatched from our humble abode. Now, some could see this as merely a simple loss of a business asset, being that we mainly used it as a way to locally distribute our publication. I, for one, was more attached to the vehicle. Practicality aside, I was often the one to say, whenever we as a group were going anywhere, "Hey! Let's take the wagon!" It was fun, it was painted kelly green, my favorite color, and — let's face it — who doesn't like being reminded of a good childhood memory? If you know anything about us by now, you know that we're some pretty laid-back people. So I ask of you, Dear Reader, if you know anything about the missing wagon, please let us know. If you, by chance, are the perpetrator, feel free to drop it off at HQ, 305 Pearl Street. No questions asked. And if my begging doesn't convince you, just think about little Shuggypop: You just made it a lot harder for him to do his downtown paper route. You're old enough to know better. And if you weren't fortunate enough to learn your lesson at six, well, like they say, it's better late than never. — Briana Rupel
Presidential Debate ENJOYED! Lo, much merriment is had in Second Supper office when writer and photographer alike gather to watch our fair nominees for president debate issues of the day. My how they speak, inspiring such emotion, reciting like leaders they were trained to be! At hand we have ye official Presidential Debate Drinking Game, supplement to issue 133. When sayeth Senator McCain “My friends,” so we drink — two sips of Pabst Blue Ribbon at each instance, twenty-two drinks in sum. My, how floweth the Leinenkugels as Senator Obama says “change.” The cans, they stack up like Chichen Itza. Wiseacres jest with mocking tones, their gusto enhanced as McCain smirks like a constipated man. A senator infringes upon the other’s words, and so we clink our cans of Pabst. We “Cheers!” each time an Everyman is evoked, one who resides in a state where the vote is close. In this manner we meet our new Dionysus. His name: Joe the Plumber. My how we hear the sad Ohioan’s tale, how he toiled for twelve years and failed to purchase his own business. How difficult his life must be, living on a mere quarter-million dollars. So plumb on, Joe. You make us flush like an unclogged toilet. Plumb on and set us free! — Adam Bissen
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SS: Did you need that external focus on God and Jesus to direct your faith? Head: Yeah, I needed some extra power, because I was weak on my own. I needed it to be real.
By Brett Emerson
brett.emerson@secondsupper.com After all of the Oktoberfest and election proceedings, some of you may be in need of the Lord. And that’s what you’re getting! Brian “Head”Welch, former Korn guitarist turned born-again Christian, is here to discuss his new solo album, “Save Me from Myself,” leaving Korn and finding Jesus. Second Supper: How has your approach to making music changed since going solo? Head: Oh, I changed everything! I switched my guitar; instead of playing a seven-string Ibanez I play a six-string baritone Ibanez. I wrote all my songs on keyboard and computer, and brought live musicians in. I tried everything different. SS: Your vocals on this solo album are as good as anything I’ve heard from Korn. Did you ever try to contribute more vocals while in the band? Head: I got some backup vocals on the earlier stuff, but Jonathan took over. He was the singer; I was the guitar player. I stayed in my spot; he stayed in his. It was real fun to do my own stuff on this record. SS: Since you’ve left Korn, the band seems to have transformed into a small core of members being supported by backing musicians. Would you have been comfortable in that situation, and did that direction affect your departure? Head: If I wouldn’t have woken up, I probably would have gone along with whatever those guys wanted to do. Jonathan was the guy in charge. It just wasn’t a unit like it used to be, and that turned me off a little. But I thought it was brilliant, what they did. They totally changed everything. SS: Would you care to overview your awakening to Christ? Head: I had fun in the beginning with Korn, and toward the end I got hooked on crystal meth. The fun got sucked out of my life. I was taking meth every day, taking it on tour, I’d come
SS: How do you view Born Agains who become polar opposites of their former selves and shut their minds off to their pasts? Head: Drug counselors always say that you can’t do the same things and hang around the same people if you wanna change. I quit my career and got away and wanted to start a new life. As you can see, I still love heavy music, and I’m on good terms with the Korn guys. Some people are strong enough to handle it.They can be connected with their past and still change. Some people need to get away, because it’s too much of a bad memory. That’s kind of what my deal is. There were too many memories of being wasted, and I needed to get away from that. SS: Have any “Religious Lobbyists” approached you to endorse their agendas? Head:There’s been a few. Early on, people were coming out from everywhere. I shut down, went into hiding and told everybody no. In the summer of 2007, I started speaking out again. Now, I’m going to selected places that I feel led to. SS:What do you feel about the state of religion in the world and in American politics? Head: I don’t know much about politics, because I don’t like it. I’ll vote because I think I should. But you don’t need to follow organized religion and join some country club church. It’s not as if people like me, who look different, can’t know God in our own way. SS: Has becoming overtly spiritual closed any doors in the music business? Head: I think it scared people away in the beginning. Record labels didn’t know what to do with it. As time went on I wrote my book, and people read it and related to me. The doors started to open back up. SS: Have fans expected you to re-prove yourself to them?
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Reviews: your guide to consumption Album Dan le Sac vs. Scroobius Pip – Angles This may be the best hiphop album I’ve heard all year. Mr. Scroobius Pip is a curvevoiced, Castrolooking Briton who delivers intellectual yet impassioned lyrics in old-school style. Often a storyteller, occasionally a preacher and always a luminous poet, the man pours emotion into each word which passes his lips, leaving none wasted. He even raps the periodic table! Scroobius Pip is an MC with a conscious sense of purpose, accompanied by Dan le Sac’s catalogue of diverse beats — some altered acoustics, some synth lines, nothing typical, nothing stale. While there is one track that stands out most, nothing on Angles is filler. Every song is vital, important, heart wrenching. That one track, however, is jaw-dropping. Alongside smashmarching beats and Sega Game Gear beeps, Scroobius Pip spits out a manifesto. To me, “Thou Shalt Always Kill” is the musical equivalent of Barack Obama’s ’04 DNC speech. Its lyrics constitute one of the most important messages I have heard in music, ever. So while one of its tenets warns against quoting Mr. Pip, the man ends by exhorting us to think for ourselves. And I think the message merits repeating. — Brett Emerson "THOU SHALT ALWAYS KILL" Thou shalt not steal if there is a direct victim. Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets. Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Dekker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, or Syd Barrett in vain. Thou shalt not think any man over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a paedophile. Some people are just nice. Thou shalt not read NME. Thou shalt not stop liking a band just because they have become popular. Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry. Thou shalt not judge a book by its cover. Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover. Thou shalt not buy Coca Cola products. Thou shalt not buy Nestle products. Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend’s best friend, take drugs, and cheat on him. Thou shalt not fall in love so easily. Thou shalt not use poetry, art, or music to get into girls pants. Use it to get into their heads. Thou shalt not watch Hollyoaks. Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave as soon as you have done your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick! Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar,
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week in, week out, cause you once saw a girl that you fancied you’re never going to fucking talk to anyway! Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals, no matter how great they are, or were. The Beatles — were just a band. Led Zeppelin — just a band. The Beach Boys — just a band The Sex Pistols — just a band. The Clash — just a band. Crass — just a band Minor Threat — just a band. The Cure — just a band. The Smiths — just a band. Nirvana — just a band. The Pixies — just a band Oasis — just a band Radiohead — just a band. Bloc Party — just a band. The Arctic Monkeys — just a band. The next big thing — just a band.
Copper John Scotch-Style Ale Madison River Brewing Company Belgrade, Montana I walked into Festival Foods in Onalaska this week determined to try a new beer. Over the course of fall I had worked myself into a bit of a rut on the imbibement front, visiting my usual liquor stores and sipping my same seasonals. It’s just so unfulfilling when drinking becomes routine, so I made the rare trip to the Festival Foods Mothership on Monday and found a label I’d never heard of before: Montana’s Madison River Brewing Company. It’s rare for a locally distributed beer to surprise me, yet even when I got home I could learn little about the brewer. From the Web site (copyright 2006) I discovered the brewery only has four brands, and the distribution page includes only Montana locales. More surprisingly, beeradvocate. com includes just nine total reviews– about 1 percent of the usual tally — and none of them are for the Copper John Scotch-Style Ale. Appearance: 7 I picked the Scotch Ale over Aroma: 7 the others (a pale ale, amber ale and Taste: 6 honey rye), as it seemed the best Mouthfeel: 7 suited for coldweather drinking. Drinkability: 6 Traditionally the Scotch Ale is highly malted and brewed Total: 31 at a higher gravity
Thou shalt give equal worth to tragedies that occur in non-English speaking countries as to those that occur in English speaking countries. Thou shalt remember that guns, bitches and bling were never part of the four elements — and never will be. Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music. Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music. Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music. Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music. Thou shalt not pimp my ride. Thou shalt not scream if you wanna go faster. Thou shalt not move to the sound of the wickedness. Thou shalt not make some noise, for Detroit. When I say “hey” thou shalt not say “ho.” When I say “hip” thou shalt not say “hop.” When I say, he say, she say, we say “make some noise” — kill me. Thou shalt not quote me happily. Thou shalt not shake it like a Polaroid picture. Thou shalt not wish your girlfriend was a freak like me! Thou shalt spell the word ireless phoenix P-H-E-O-N-I-X not Free W et! P-H-O-E-N-I-X regardless Intern of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you. ig Ten Thou shalt not express your NFL, B rk! shock at the fact that ShaNetwo ron got off with Brad at the club last night by saying “Izzit?” Thou shalt think for yourselves. And most importantly of all — thou shalt always, thou shalt always kill.
— it’s also known as a “Wee Heavy” — yet from the initial pour the Copper John appears to deviate from that model. The amber-brown beer is surprisingly murky, yet when held to the light it reveals an active carbonation and almost no head. Although it may have been better in the recommended “thistle glass,” the beer in my pint had a rather tangy sweet aroma. Lightly hopped notes are the first to hit the tongue, and the mouthfeel is surprisingly frizzy considering its dark hue. Unfortunately the malts are played way too low in the mix, for the toffee flavor is appealing if you can locate it. It’s not the best Scotch Ale I’ve sampled, but if you’d like an introduction to the style at a pretty good price, head up to Onalaska and see what Festival Foods is holding. — Adam Bissen
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I’ve had the unfortunate pleasure of hearing three different versions of the '80s crybaby tune “Send Me an Angel.” It’s a mope anthem that stops just short of Morrissey on the wuss scale. Still, if I had to listen to Real Life’s new wave original or its two metallic reincarnations, I’ll stick with the wimpy original, thank you. When one takes in a showing of The Wizard, that’s what one gets. The music wafts over the most pointless montage ever! Images of Ferris Wheels, camera-staring pro bicyclists and a spider statue towering over a pickup truck pass the eye with no discernible structure or purpose. The only glue holding this Rorschach test together is a vague sense of Americana, and “Send Me an Angel.” They always go well together. How does one glorify a film which, when stripped to its core, is nothing more than an hour and a half commercial for Super Mario Brothers 3? Easily! Here are the quick and easy defenses: Fred Savage, the babe from Rilo Kiley punching Savage in the face, teen heartthrob Christian Slater (as opposed to his mad, bitey counterpart), a dad getting addicted to The Adventure of Link, someone actually using the Nintendo Power hotline, sibling death, runaway
children, underage gambling with Spanky — a half-mongo trucker who drives his rig like a meth addict on a Big Wheel — a Joe Piscopo imitator and a jackass straight from the Burger King Kid’s Club, who exclaims with a straight face, “I love the Power Glove. It’s so bad!” I’m sure there’s a deleted scene where the kid tosses one into the glove while he nails the high score on Rad Racer. But there’s one guy in this film who supersedes even this impressive list of merits — the film’s prime villain, a balding child bounty hunter named Putnam. This lizard is sent to capture the children as they scramble across the country to the super video game championship at Universal Studios. Putnam drops bombs on fools throughout the film, but never can keep the squirming video game prodigy in his smashed-up sedan long enough to collect his payday. The most notable of these foilings comes in the casino, where the Rilo Kiley babe screams that Putnam touched her supple underage breasts. This heinous lie culminates in a showdown between the child snatcher and four big rigs, where Spanky takes the prodigy back and mongos into the sunset. So that’s how you defend a cinematic commercial for Super Mario 3 — to bring up child abduction and trumped-up molestation charges.You’re welcome, Nintendo!
Bibliophile Bill Hicks – Love All the People (2004) Bill Hicks is one of the greatest, most brimstone-inspiring comedians who ever walked the earth. I still have a problem with him. As opposed to artists such as George Carlin and Eddie Izzard, Hicks had an overlying comedic agenda which he rarely deviated from.This isn’t to say that if you saw one Hicks show, you had seen them all, but the jokes were expected. It’s very similar to seeing multiple shows on a musical act’s tour, where you tend to get the same shows, the same in-between song banter. Hicks stretched this concept out through his entire career, putting the same jokes on multiple releases with a slightly different elocution. Hey, Jesus has four accounts of his life, not counting Paul of Tarsus’ commentary.Yeah, I’m equating a comedian with Christ. If you don’t understand why, that’s your loss. If you want the basic message, pick up Hicks’ greatest hits collection, Philosophy, but don’t assume you’ve heard everything. Bill Hicks is at his best when facing down idiots in the audience, and two releases (one unauthorized, and unfortunately absent from the book) capture this magic. Flying Saucer Tour,Vol. 1 — which is included in the book — has Hicks questioning goofballs, dentists and pro wrestling managers in the crowd, deeming the audience the worst he had ever encountered. But the real deal is in “I’m Sorry, Folks (Part 2)” where Hicks un-
leashes Hell upon a room of hecklers, screaming death for drunk cunts and Freebird-requesting humanity and decrying Hitler’s genocides as acts of an underachiever. That this performance didn’t make it into the book is the sole tragedy of a book meant to be a comprehensive account of Hicks’ comedic life. The repetitive nature of this tome, as evidenced in its footnotes, is intentional. Still, this makes the given interviews, poetry, essays and letters all the more striking. Casual and experienced Hicks fans will likely thumb through transcripts of his performances in search of the new material. This isn’t an evil. Love All the People, first and foremost, is a book of reference — the Gospel of Hicks, if you will. It’s not meant to be read front to back, but biblically, each passage standing independent of chronology. As such, it is unparalleled. Bill Hicks, thank you. — Brett Emerson
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I'm Jonesin' for a Crossword "You're Out!" — dropped from the world of sports and games in 2008. By Matt Jones Across 1 "Mister Rogers' Neighborhood" network 4 It may be filled with helium 9 Relaxation destination 12 Water, in Waterloo 13 Qatar's peninsula 15 More, in Managua 16 Heat up leftovers, perhaps 17 Seattle team that became the Oklahoma City Thunder in 2008 19 Make really happy 21 Actress Mimieux of 1960's "The Time Machine" 22 Popular Facebook word game removed due to copyright violation 26 Helper: abbr. 27 Forgets to play it cool 28 Early multimillionaire John Jacob 30 "Supermodified" DJ Tobin
31 Acute 32 Ad-Rock's bandmate 35 Record for an individual athlete at a single Olympic Games that remained unbroken until 2008
40 Extinct flightless bird 41 Fleshy fruit 42 Monogram part: abbr. 43 Richie Rich's metallic, robotic maid 44 Saudi Arabian city
home to Muhammad's burial place 46 "The best-___ plans..." 49 Lifeline removed from the latest season of "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire"
51 Sop up 53 Singer/actress Lena 54 What's missing (and likely retired) from 2008's version of Clue 57 "Choke" star Rockwell 60 Lower digit 61 Brought by airplane 62 Sesqui- doubled 63 Mesozoic, for one 64 Sri ___ 65 Condition attributed to Howard Hughes: abbr. Down 1 Candy brand for headhunters? 2 Ovine admission 3 Space explosion 4 Julius Caesar's undoer 5 Pin site 6 "How can ___ sure?" 7 Orbital station that broke up in 2001 8 Announcement device 9 "NYPD Blue" star
Jimmy 10 International agreements 11 Intelligence provider, spy-wise 13 Easy ___ 14 Election Day mo. 18 Warm, so to speak 20 British jazz singer Cleo 22 Muscle twitch 23 Walk-on role 24 It's found near acorns 25 Like some cars or textbooks 29 Its square root is itself 32 Marx and Engels' 1848 work, e.g. 33 Black on the country charts 34 "I think I need ___ of execution" (Aerosmith lyric) 36 Home of newsman Robert Siegel 37 Barbiturate, slangily 38 Prefix before "potent" or "present" 39 Slew 43 "Survivor" immunity token
Answers to Issue 135's "No Theme for You"
44 Narrow viewpoint, so to speak 45 Ramirez who played Pedro in "Napoleon Dynamite" 46 Drink in a sleeve 47 Absolutely hate 48 "___ little silhouetto..." ("Bohemian Rhapsody" lyric) 50 IBM motto 52 Boxing arbiter 55 1988 Dennis Quaid remake 56 Dominate, in leetspeak 58 Shuttlecock path
59 CentralŠ2008 Jonesin' Crosswords (editor@jonesincrosswords.com) For answers to this puzzle, call: 1-900-2262800, 99 cents per minute. Must be 18+. Or to bill to your credit card, call: 1-800-655-6548. Reference puzzle #0384.
IRE, from page 12 ing various causes, but common chants of "No more war!" united them. A man exiting the Center spotted them and retorted with "No more monkey-ears!" It took me a moment to grasp his meaning until I recognized his racist epithet. At a press conference later that afternoon at Obama headquarters on Sixth Street, Ron Kind, Herb Kohl and Jennifer Shilling spoke to a small crowd, mostly repeating the same rhetoric we've already heard from the Democrats. The most stirring speaker that afternoon was a local woman who spoke of her own troubles with health care and finances. She admitted to being new to politics; she admitted that she did not know each any every aspect of all of Obama's plans (though she did demonstrate a knowledge on several issues). She spoke with passion and intensity as she described the greater vision for a better America she believes Obama has; she spoke of the hopes she has for the future of her children. Sitting there in the sunlight-filled room, I was struck by the astounding difference of mood between the two political rallies in our city these past weeks. Amid recent reports of racist activities perpetuated by supporters at McCain's rallies and the camaraderie I witnessed at the Obama rally, I had to concede that while I may not agree with either of these candidates entirely, I'd much rather vote for someone who inspires people to hold a door open for a stranger than someone who invokes anger in his supporters.
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Bluffland Bloom & Brew La Crosse approx. 7 p.m. All ages, skill levels welcome Donations gladly accepted
2702 Quarry Road, La Crosse 608-784-0303 Noon-3 p.m. Dress up and walk through our enchanted Hixon Forest filled with your favorite storybook and television characters. Reservations required. $6/children $2/adult $1/seniors. Followed by music with Hans Mayer.Email natureteacher@ gmail.com with questions.
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Every Wednesday Green Bay Street Studio La Crosse greenbaystreetstudio.blogspot.com 6 p.m. - 8 p.m. cost is $5 ($3 for members and students) WINONA AREA PEACEMAKERS VIGIL
Every Thursday Central Park Winona, Minn. 4:30 p.m. POETRY READING
Every Sunday Bluffland Bloom & Brew La Crosse Begins at dusk Open mic reading, come to read or just to watch. Free and open to all ages. COMMUNITY HARVEST
Every Sunday Sobieski Park Winona, Minn. 2 p.m. Free food and talent
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ongoing events SOCRATES CAFE
Every Monday Acoustic Cafe Winona, Minn. 8 p.m. Philosophical discussion group
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upcoming events LA CROSSE COMMUNITY SYMPHONY ORCHESTRATRAVEL THE WORLD
October 17-18 7:30 p.m. w/6:45 p.m concert preview & 9:30 p.m. Reception Guest Artists: The LSO Musicians With pieces by Haydn, Honegger, Debussy and Gershwin Tickets: $35 main floor $19 upper balcony YMCA FAMILY FUN DAY October 18 10 a.m. - 1 p.m. 608-782-9622 ext 229 www.laxymca.org Event includes a scavenger walk/ hunt, bounce house, family karate, family yoga, family Zumba and many other activities. Event to kick off "America on the Move" week.
QUILTFEST ON THE MISSISSIPPI
October 18-19 La Crosse Center 608-790-7709 www.lacrossequiltguild.com Saturday 9 a.m.- 5 p.m. Sunday 10 a.m. - 3 p.m. $4.50 Quilt displays & auction. GHOULIES IN THE COULEES HAUNTED HALLOWEEN HIKE
October 20 and 30 Norskedalen Nature and Heritage Center 5:30 to 9 p.m. each night Join us for a ½ mile hike through the woods and cornfields, past hundreds of carved jack-o-lanterns, where you will encounter frightening happenings along the way! Also enjoy treats and cider at the homestead afterwards. There will be many haunted buildings to explore! Hikes until 7 will be less scary for kids and the faint of heart, but hikes after 7 will be SUPER horrifying! Reservations required, please call Norskedalen at (608) 452-3424 If you are reserving after the 15th, it will be $7 per person. CREATURE DOUBLE FEATURE MOVIES AT UWL
October 24 The UWL Film Society presents its second annual Halloween "Creature Double Feature" at the university's Graff Main Hall Auditorium starting at 7 p.m. This year's so-bad-they'regood movies are two horror science-fiction cult favorites from the 1950s, INVADERS FROM MARS and IT! THE TERROR FROM BEYOND SPACE. Also included in the show are some "coming attraction" previews of other B-movie horror films and a ten-minute program of classic drive-in movie intermission material between features. Admission is free and open to the public. Email: creeping.bride@gmail.com for more information.
camping GOOSE ISLAND 3 mi. south of La Crosse on Hwy 35 W6488 County Road GI Stoddard, WI 608-788-7018 Open until October 30 VETERANS MEMORIAL 9 mi. east of La Crosse on Hwy 16 N4668 County Road VP West Salem, WI 608 786-4011 Open until October 15 WHISPERING PINES 15 minutes north of La Crosse, on Hwy 53 925 Dana Ln. Holmen, WI 608-526-2152 NESHONOC LAKESIDE CAMP RESORT N5334 Neshonoc Rd. West Salem, WI 608-786-1792 PETTIBONE PARK RESORT 333 Park Plaza Dr. La Crosse, WI 608-782-5858 GREAT RIVER BLUFFS STATE PARK 43605 Kipp Drive Winona, MN 507-643-6849 BEAVER CREEK VALLEY 15954 County 1 Caledonia, MN 507-724-2107 JOHN A. LATSCH PARK From Winona go approximately 12 miles northwest on U.S. Highway 61. (507-643-6849
art exhibits BETWEEN WORLDS BY AMANDA McCONNELL
October 16 - Novemebr 8
performances HARVEY
Commonweal Theatre 208 Parkway Avenue North Lanesboro, MN 800-657-7025 www.commonwealtheatre.org Dreams and dreamers figure prominently in this 1940s comedy. Running from May 31-October 25. SOMETHING'S AFOOT
La Crosse Community Theatre October 24-26, 30-November 2, and 6-8 2008 at 7:30 p.m., November 9, 2008 at 2:00 p.m. Musical spoof about the detective genre, based mostly on works by Agatha Christie, involves a group of people invited to the estate of Lord Dudley Rancour. When the host is found dead, all race to discover whodunit. Chaos ensues as one after another the guests are killed. A comical journey with a surprise twist at the end.
farmers' markets CAMERON PARK Every Friday, May - October 4 p.m. - 8 p.m. Downtown La Crosse Fresh produce, pasture-raised buffalo and beef, honey, maple syrup, plants, artists, handmade jewelry, paintings, beeswax candles, live performances and more! BRIDGEVIEW PLAZA Every Wednesday, June - Oct. 8 a.m. - 1 p.m. Bridgeview Plaza parking lot Northside of La Crosse LA CROSSE COUNTY Every Saturday, June - Oct. 6 a.m. - 1 p.m. County parking lot Downtown La Crosse
Pump House (La Crosse) McConnell alludes to the unseen forces of life. Light, color and poetry of form convey the states of being that lead to all creation.
CROSSING MEADOWS Every Sunday, June - Oct. 8 a.m. - 1 p.m. Festival Foods parking lot Onalaska
"THE BACKWATERS OF THE MISSISSIPPI"
WINONA Every Saturday, 7:30 a.m. - noon Every Wednesday, 2 p.m. - 5 p.m. May - October Downtown Winona Fresh produce, plants, eggs, chicken, turkey, beef, elk & buffalo meat, bakery. jams, pickles, honey, decorative gourds, wreaths & Indian corn. Our herbalists bring salves, teas, & catnip.
October 16 - November 8 Sui Conrad combines photogravure manipulation and different intaglio techniques to represent the imagery of the lakes and sloughs of the river. Also includes navigational charts referencing the areas that the imagery was taken from.
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HEAD, from page 14
Future Sons by Noah Singer
Head: I don’t know if they’ve expected me to, but people started to say that I can still rock, and play heavy music. SS: In the public sphere, a lot of musicians, athletes, and politicians promote faith in grandstanding and empty ways. Has public disillusionment with these forms of self-promotion affected how people treat your own story? Head: The first thing people always say when they get their award is “I wanna thank God for inspiring me!” In this country, people are confused. To each their own.We can talk about Britney Spears shaking her ass, saying that God helped her shake her ass. It doesn’t really make sense, but everyone’s got free will to do what they want. SS: Salvation often has a connotation of preservation, of a stopping point. Do you see it as that, or as a growing experience? Head: To me, it was like starting out new. It’s not about stopping. I partied for years, and I was ready to get high on life instead of on all this crap that makes you feel like crap. My life is really getting started; the real me is coming out. SS: Religion and faith are often said to be strictly top-down affairs, but how much of you do you see in Christ? Head: I just believe that whatever I do, I do it with Christ. I share everything with God: tattoos, music, everything. SS: The comedian Bill Hicks once asked why people flip out and think that they’re Jesus, but nobody flips out and thinks that they’re Buddha. Do you know why this is? Head: Does it say somewhere that Buddha’s supposed to come back? SS: No. That’s a good answer! Head: To me, Jesus is the real deal, and there’s a lot more controversy with the real deal. SS: What hasn’t changed in your life? Head: My daughter says I’m funnier now. I was a funny clown when I was drunk, so having my daughter say I’m funnier now shows that I’m not a weird religious freak. People are sticking by me and understanding that I just got off drugs and am coming back down to earth. Head’s new album, “Save Me from Myself,” is available now.
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$4.50 domestic pitchers barrel parties at cost
$3 Three Olives mixers/ mojitos $3 Three Olives mixers/ mojitos $2 Cherry bombs $2 Cherry bombs $1 Bazooka Joes $1 Bazooka Joes
pepper & egg sandwich meal: $4.50, fish Fish Fry sandwich meal: $4.99, Italian sausage meal: $6.15
Italian beef meal: $6.15 $3 bloodys 2 Chicago dog meal: 'til noon $3.45
$6.75 Great drinks! shrimp dinner
$1.50 Great drinks! bloody marys 11 a.m. - 4 p.m
$3.00 Captain 10 - mixers/ CL: mojitos $1.50 rails $2 Cherry Bombs $1 Bazooka Joes 50 cent taps 4 - 7 (increases cents per Live DJ50calling random hour) dollar shots $1 rails
random cheap shots during karaoke, 2 for 1 Ladies' Night $1.50 domestics taps $1 shots Polish & Dr. $2 Cherry bombs
7 - midnight 7 - midnight $2 Malibu madness $2 $2 Malibu madness pineapple $2 pineapple upsidedown cake upsidedown cake
$5.99 gyro fries & soda $5.99 gyro fries & soda
$2 Tuesdays, including $2 Tuesdays, including $2 bottles, import taps, $2 bottles, import taps, beer pong, apps, single beer pong, apps, single shot mixers, featured shot mixers, featured shots, and 50 cent taps shots, and 50 cent taps
$2.00 Cruzan Rum Mixers, $2.00 Jameson Cruzan Rum Mixers, $2.50 Shots, $3.00 $2.50 Jameson Shots, $3.00 Mixers Mixers
WING NIGHT-$1.25/LB WING NIGHT-$1.25/LB BUFFALO, SMOKEY BBQ, PLAIN BUFFALO, SMOKEY BBQ,LIGHT PLAIN $1.00 PABST AND PABST $1.00 PABST AND PABST ROCK LIGHT BOTTLES$1.50 ROLLING BOTTLES$1.50 ROLLING ROCK BOTTLES BOTTLES $2.25 BUD LIGHTS $1.00 SHOT $2.25 BUD LIGHTS $1.00 SHOT OF THE WEEK OF THE WEEK
Topless Topless Tuesday Tuesday
Ladies Night Ladies buy one, getNight one free buy one, get drink one free wear a bikini, free wear a bikini, drink free
chicken chicken primavera primavera
shrimp shrimp burrito burrito
$3.00 Happy Bacardi Hour mixers/ mojitos 12 - 7 $2 Cherry 50 centsBombs off most $1 Bazooka Joes items
Live DJ calling random dollar shots
Happy Hour 12 - 7
All day, everyday: $1.00 Shots of Doctor, $2.00 Cherry Bombs, $1.75 Silos of Busch Light/Coors All day, everyday: $1.00taps, Shots $.50 domestic $1 of Doctor, $2.00 Cherry Bombs, $1.75 Silos of Busch Light/Coors
$4 $4 full pint Irish full pint Irish Car Bomb Car Bomb
Football Sunday 11-7 happy hour, free food, $1.50 bloody, 1/2 price pitchers DTB
717 Rose st.
$3 pitchers
7 - CL 7 - CL 12 oz $1 domestic $1$2domestic 12 oz Stoli mixers $2 Stoli mixers
Gracie’s TheCampbell Helmrd. 1908 168 Rose st.
Martini Madness $1.25 domestics $2 off all martinis
Saturday
33 games games for for $5 $5 starts at 7 starts at 7 p.m. p.m.
$1.25 make your own meat or marinara tacos, $4.75 taco salad Martini Ladies' Night 6 - 8 p.m. spaghetti: $3.45 James Martini: vodka, triple $2.25 margaritas, $2 $1.50 rails/domestics Italian sausage: $4.95 sec, orange juice off large taco pizza 7- CL: Margarita $2.50 Monday Blatz $2.50 vs. Old Style pitchers (rocks only)
Friday
Buck Buck Night Night starts starts at at 66 p.m. p.m.
Happy Hour 6 a.m. - 12 p.m. everyday
1908 Campbell rd.
108 3rd st
Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
$2.00 Captain Mixers $2.00 Captain Mixers
Wristband Wristband Night Night $5 COLLEGE I.D. $5 COLLEGE I.D. $9 general public $9 general public
$2.00 Malibu, $2.50 Jaeger, $2.00 Malibu, $2.50 Jaeger, $3.00 Jaeger Bombs $3.00 Jaeger Bombs
$2.50 $2.50 JUMBO JUMBO CAPTAIN CAPTAIN AND AND FLAVORED BACARDI FLAVORED BACARDI MIXERS MIXERS $3.00 $3.00 JAGER JAGER BOMBS BOMBS
Karaoke Karaoke $1 shot specials $1 shot specials
live DJ live DJ $1 shot specials $1 shot specials
chili chili verde verde
Ask Ask server server for for details details
Karaoke Karaoke
HAPPY HAPPY HOUR HOUR EVERYDAY EVERYDAY 33 -- 66
$1.25 $1.25 BURGERS BURGERS
Bucket Bucket of of Domestic Domestic Cans Cans 55 for for $9.00 $9.00
HAPPY HOUR 6 AM - 9 AM Buy one gyro free baklava, ice beer pong 6 p.m. free wings 6 p.m. - 9 p.m. get one cream or sundae $8.95 16 oz steak half price with meal Buy one gyro free baklava, ice All day (everyday!) specials get one $1.25 Old Style Light cream or sundae half priceLager/Light with meal $1.50 LAX $1 shots of Dr.
25 25 Cent Cent Wings Wings $1.25 domestic taps HAPPY HOUR 3 - 8 GREEK ALL DAY buy one $8.95 16 appetizer oz. steak HAPPY buy oneHOUR burger appetizer half price get one half $8.95 1/2 lb. fish price platter 5 p.m. 10 p.m. get one- half price with meal $1.25 domestic taps GREEK ALL DAY Thirsty Thursday 2-CL buy one appetizer one burger 3buy 12 oz. dom. taps $2 appetizer half price get one half price vodka drinks get$1one half price with meal $1 12 oz taps
HAPPY HOUR EVERYDAY 3 -7 and 9 - 11 Happy Hour 11 a.m. - 7 p.m. everyday. $1.50 rails & domestics $2 Guinness all day
Ladies' night 7-CL buy one, get one rails and dom. bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
50 cents off all drinks 7-CL
$2 Boddington's English Pub Ale ALL DAY
HAPPY HOUR 5 - 7
$2 Irish Car Bombs (go out the Irish way) 7-CL
All your fav drinks at low prices
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Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday & drink specials ] COMMUNITY SERVICE [ Area food
LA CROSSE JB’s Speakeasy 717 Rose st.
The Joint 324 Jay st.
Legend’s
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
$1.75 domestic bottles
1/2 off Pearl Street pitchers during Packer game
4 - 8 p.m. Bacardi $3 doubles/pints
4 - 8 p.m. domestic bottles/rails $1.75
closed
223 Pearl st.
The Library 123 3rd st.
Loons
1128 La Crosse st.
come in and find out ... you’ll be glad you did 9-cl- NBC night. (Night Before Class) $3 pitchers of the beast Happy Hour 4-9 p.m.
closed
closed 9-cl$3.50 Domestic pitchers
HAPPY HOUR 5 - 7
$1.00 off all Irish shots $2.50 pints of Guinness $3.00 imperial pints
every day $1 shots of Doc
closed $1 taps $1 rails 1/2 price Tequila
9-cl- $1 rails, $2.50 pitchers, Beer Pong
4 - 8 p.m. domestic bottles/rails $1.75
WING NIGHT $2 SVEDKA MIXERS $2.50 JACK MIXERS $2.25 BUD LIGHTS $2 SHOTS OF ALL DOCTOR FLAVORS
AFTER COMEDY: PINT NIGHT $1 PINTS OF RAILS MIXERS AND DOMESTIC TAPS $2 PINTS OF CALL MIXERS AND IMPORT TAPS $3 PINTS OF TOP SHELF MIXERS
KARAOKE $2 double rails, $3 double calls, $2 ALL bottles
Wristband Night and Beer Pong Tourney
9-cl $2 pitchers miller lite til midnight. After midnight $2 ucall its
9-cl $1.25 rails, $1.75 bottles/cans
5 - 7 p.m. 2-4-1 happy hour
great drinks!
$2 SHOTS OF GOLDSCHLAGER $5 DOUBLE VODKA ENERGY DRINK
$3 Bacardi mixers $3 jumbo Long Islands
$3 Three Olives mixers $3 jumbo Long Islands
9-cl -$2 captain mixers, 9-cl $2 bacardi mixers, $2 bottles/cans, $3 jager $2 domestic pints, $1.50 shots blackberry brandy bombs
HAPPY HOUR 3 - 6
Nutbush
3264 George st.
Players
Price by Dice
214 Main St
Ralph's
In John's Bar 109 3rd st. N
Ringside 223 Pearl st.
Schmidty’s
Chef specials daily Mighty Meatball sub $6
open 11 - 6
3119 State rd.
breakfast buffet $9.95 10 a.m. - 2 p.m.
Shooter’s
$1 Shot Night
120 S 3rd st.
Sports Nut 801 Rose st.
Tailgators 1019 S 10th st.
Top Shots 137 S 4th st.
Yesterdays 317 Pearl st.
LA CRESCENT
Crescent Inn 444 Chestnut st.
WINONA Brothers 129 W 3rd st.
Godfather’s 30 Walnut st. 21
2 for 1 Happy Hour ALL NIGHT LONG
happy hour all day
open 4-9
Karaoke @ 10 p.m. 2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10 AUCD Rail mixers @ 10 p.m.
Karaoke @ 10 p.m. 2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10 $1 Pabst cans, Dr. shots @ 10 p.m.
chicken parmesan sub $6
Italian sandwich w/banana peppers and parmesan &6
open 11 - 6
double $6.50
2-4-1 Happy Hour 3 - 9 Best Damned DJ'S @ 10 p.m.
2-4-1 Happy Hour 3 - 8 Best Damned DJ'S @ 10 p.m.
Chicken salad on rye w/ lettuce, tomato, onion $5 $6.99 FISH SANDWICH FOR LUNCH, $7.99 FISH SANDWICH FOR DINNER, $9.99 ALL YOU CAN EAT FISH FRY ALL DAY
happy hour all day long! $1.00 OFF WILD WINGS, $1.00 PHILLY STEAK AND CHEESE.
LUNCH BUFFET $6.45 LUNCH SPECIALS CHANGE DAILY Ask Nicely See What Happens
Tie Tuesday Great Prices For Sharp Dressers
Buck Burgers
Tacos $1.25
$4 domestic pitchers
$1 Rails, $1.50 Pint Taps, $3 Long Island Pints 15 cent wings
$2.50 Bacardi Mixers, $3 Long Island Pints 12 oz. T-Bone $8.99
HAPPY HOUR 10 AM - 12, 4 PM - 6 PM $2 Bacardi mixers
$2 Spotted Cow & DT Brown pints
$1.50 Bud/Miller Lite/ PBR taps all day $1.75 rails 10 - 1
$2 domestic bottles 7 - 12, $2.50 Skyy/ Absolute mixers 10-1 $2 Dr. drinks
$1 Point special bottles
$2.50 pints Bass & Guinness
$1.75 domestic bottles
$2.25 Pearl st. pints $1.50 PBR bottles
Sunday
Monday
Tuesday Wednesday
$2 Rolling Rocks $2 domestic beer
8 - CL $1.50 rails $1.75 Bud cans
$1 shots of Dr. $2.50 Polish
Sunday
Monday
Tuesday Wednesday
closed
Southwest chicken pita $5
HAPPY HOUR 4 PM - 7 PM cheeseburger HOOP DAY!! MAKE YOUR SHOT AND YOUR ENTRÉE IS FREE!
$1.75 light taps and Dr. shots
Fiesta Night 7 - 12 $2 tequila shots $2.50 margaritas
2-4-1 Happy Hour 5 - 10 $2 Capt. mixers $1.75 domestic beer, $1.50 Rails, $1 Pabst cans @ 10 p.m.
$1 domestic taps $3 Jager Bombs
Bucket Night 5 for $9 5 domestic bottles for $10, $2 Bacardi mixers, $1.50 rail vodka mixers 10 -1
2 for 1 anything 9 p.m. - close Fantasy Football stat party!
family buffet 5 -8 kids under 10 pay .45 cents per year of age
any jumbo, large, or large 1 topping pizza medium pizza up to 5 $9.99 toppings: $11.99 (get 2nd large for $5)
10 cent wings, $3 filled mug ($1 tap refills, $2 rail refills) $1 High Life bottles/kamikaze shots
15 cent wings
$1 Dr. shots $3 16 oz Captain mixers
$2 Long Islands, PBR bottles, Captain mixers
$1 Dr. shots $3 16 oz Captain mixers
$2.75 deluxe Bloodys ‘til 7, $5 lite pitchers 7 - 12
$1.75 rails $1 PBR mugs
Thursday
Friday
Saturday $2.50 Captain $2.50 Jager Bombs & Polish
$2 u-call-it (except top shelf)
Thursday
3 - 8pm 1.00 off anything that Pours
$1 martinis $2 mojitos $3 margaritas & Michelob Golden pitchers
Fish Fry $6.95
$2.50 Bacardi Mixers, $3 Long Island Pints
$1 O-Bombs/ Bazooka Joes, Wristband Night
Friday
Saturday
$2.50 Three Olives Vodkas $2 Cherry & Jäger Bombs
$2.50 Bacardi Drinks $2 Cherry & Jäger Bombs
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Entertainment Directory 10/16 - 10/22
Thursday, October 16
Sunday, October 19
Kreekside Irene Keenan Jr.
7:00
Popcorn Tavern Som'n Jazz
Bluffland All ages Open Mic
8:00
Ringside Comedy Night
8:00
Dan’s Place Live DJ
9:00
10:00
Tuesday, October 21
Popcorn Tavern LAX All-stars
10:00
Nutbush Live DJ
Friday, October 17 Player’s Live DJ
10:00
Nutbush Live DJ
10:00
Popcorn Tavern Sol Spectre
10:00
Nighthawks The Baron Von Volume Revue
10:00
Saturday, October 18 Bluffland TBA local musician
10-midnight
10:00
Minneapolis population
George St. Pub Adam Palm’s Open Jam
The Recovery Room Live DJ Nutbush Live DJ
9:00
Just A Roadie Away...
Monday, October 20
Popcorn Tavern Shawn's open jam w/ Up & Coming
9:00
10:00
10:00
Popcorn Tavern Paulie
10:00
Alumni Open Jam
10:00
Loon’s Comedy Night
8:30
Library Karaoke
9:00
Nighthawks Irene Keenan Jr.
9:00 10:00
Longhorn Karaoke
10:00
Nighthawks Sue Da Baco & Wise Fools 10:00
Player’s Karaoke
10:00
JB'S Speakeasy Live hip-hop! Featuring: Black Ice, Six Nine & A-Scratch, Efftupp, Northern Lightz, I-90, Smiley Face Gang, Hyphon ($3 cover) 10:00
Popcorn Tavern Brownie's Open Jam
10:00
The Joint Wu-Tang Wednesday
10:00
Nutbush Live DJ
10:00 10:00
Second Supper vol. 8, issue 136
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Rufus Wainwright Sloan Wainwright
State Theatre
Thurs., 10/16
Murs Kidz in the Hall
7th Street Entry
Fri., 10/17
Ben Folds Missy Higgins
Myth Nightclub
Fri., 10/17
Shoeless Revolution
Downtime Bar and Grille
Sat., 10/18
TV on the Radio The Dirtbombs
First Avenue
Mon., 10/20
Wednesday, October 22
Coconut’s Live DJ
Players Live DJ
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