Wednesday!

Wednesday!

* Whole Foods boycott update: consumer opinion towards the Whole Foods brand is tanking and two unions have joined the boycott. Hard to see whether anything is actually being accomplished, though. I must confess I bought a pack of Smart Dogs there last week.

* Jason Schwartzman seems to like Fantastic Mr. Fox much more than I’m expecting to.

* Please feel free to politicize my death.

* And my hometown mall had an exciting day today.

Friday Night Links

Friday night links.

* Gingrich: “If Civil War, suffrage, and Civil Rights are to mean anything,” Sotomayor must be barred from the Supreme Court. Who does he think won the Civil War?

* Tom Tancredo: “I don’t know” if the Obama administration hates white people.

* Sonia Sotomayor, notorious racist, ruled against people claiming illegal discrimination in 45 out of 50 cases. This goes along with Dave Sirin’s piece on Sotomayor in The Nation to demonstrate that she is a moderate—likely too moderate—not some leftist firebrand. Anyone Obama picked to replace her would, from Newt’s perspective anyway, likely be significantly worse.

* Earlier this month, a Twitter user in Guatemala was arrested, jailed, and fined the equivalent of a year’s salary for having posted a 96-character thought to Twitter. @jeanfer faces ten years in prison.

* Nuclear power, too cheap to meter.

* Uhura, Dualla, and “Blacks in Space.” I really think some nuance is being lost here; to take up just one point, Uhura isn’t marginalized in the new Star Trek; if anything she replaces McCoy as the third lead.

* Jason Schwartzman’s (fake) new sitcom on NBC, “Yo Teach,” a viral ad for Judd Apatow’s Funny People.

* Wikipedia has barred edits from known Scientologist IP addresses. Xenu weeps.

a writer who, reeling from a break-up, starts pretending to be a private detective

I wasn’t especially impressed with this video of Wes Anderson and Jason Schwartzman shopping for CDs at Borders, but that doesn’t mean I’m not pretty excited about news of Schwartzman’s HBO pilot.

Scripted by somebody named Jonathan Ames, the comedy project stars Jason Schwartzman (“Rushmore,” “Shopgirl,” “Marie Antoinette,” “The Darjeeling Limited”) as a writer who, reeling from a break-up, starts pretending to be a private detective.

I’ve had that idea. Not the show—the pretending to be/becoming a private detective.