Ho.  Lee.  Cow.

 

I awoke to discover that my blog received a record breaking 161 hits last night.  My previous high was 21.  I usually get about five hits per post, so 21 was pretty exciting.  But 161 hits?  That’s practically viral!  I mean, all 161 of you think I’m an ass-hole.  But that’s cool with me.  It looks like I asked for it.  I actually find it more shocking to discover that there are still 161 people out there who support George W. Bush.  I seriously had no idea.

 

It seems that Tim Blair read my last post and wrote a review of it in his blog, The Daily Telegraph.  I’ve stumbled over Tim’s blog many times over the years.  We aren’t on the same page politically, but I admire his work and I’m flattered that he took the time.  And I appreciate Tim forwarding the link to his blog.  That’s probably standard protocol out here in the blogosphere, but I’m still new to this, and it seemed very sporting of him.

 

Let me just say that I stupidly posted my paper on my blog in that post-finals-end-of-semester-bliss/haze-exhaustion that makes you do asinine things.  I never dreamt anyone would read it.  And I was in complete earnest when I said it was long and tedious.  It isn’t a good paper.  I realize this.  I was just glad to be done.

 

That said, it seems I have some retracting to do.  In my paper I said, “The Washington Post later reported that the turkey held by the president in the most memorable photo from the surprise visit was a plastic replica.  The White House responded by saying that a decorative turkey was a standard feature in military chow lines and that they had no idea Bush would pick it up, much less pose with it.”

 

I’m actually quoting an article from cbsnews.com, but the article credited the Post, so I did too.  The Washington Post’s original article was titled, “The Bird Was Perfect But Not For Dinner” (December 04, 2003).  Obviously, I read a lot of back and forth about whether or not the turkey was real in my research, but it seemed from this cbsnews.com article that the White House had issued confirmation:

 

“The newspaper reported that in response to questions about the bird, the White House said the turkey was a decoration adorning the steam table where GIs picked up their food on cafeteria-style trays.  The White House said the bird had been furnished by a contractor, and that officials had no idea that the turkey would be in the mess hall, or that the president would pick up the trophy turkey.  The Post quoted military sources as saying that a decorative turkey was a standard feature of holiday chow lines.”

 

So I went with it.  I did make one half-assed attempt to cross-check by visiting snopes.com, but the “W” related myths page seems to be missing this classic.  There is so much stuff out there about this damn turkey.  In my research I read this article from the NYT published well into 2004 (in addition to many others who have referred to the story much more recently) that also seemed to reafirm the “fake” story.  If the Times can’t even sort it all out, no wonder I – a lowly grad student completely undeserving of this attention – have become disoriented.

 

At any rate, I obviously screwed up here and I officially retract and apologize.  I would, however, like to take a moment to respond to a couple of the comments I have received.

 

Joe Libson wrote:

Wow…you are right. That really was tedious. But as you pointed out, at least it was long.

I wonder at “the motivation of those who have seen to it that the information was presented in the first place”.

Ms. Lewis:

My motivation: to pass my class, which required a 15 page paper.
My mistake: posting what I knew was a bad paper (though I wasn’t aware that I was perpetuating a tired old piece of modern mythology) on my blog.
My Solstice wish: that someday, I’ll write something that will inspire this many nice people to comment on my blog.

Amos writes:

Hilariously self-parodic conclusion. Staying ‘alert’ and ‘aware’ and ‘constantly questioning’, even as she mindlessly parrots information exposed FIVE YEARS ago as false You can’t make this stuff up.

Who hires these monkeys, other monkeys? The modern media is like some sort of privileged feudal system in which everyone is the inbred Duke’s imbecile half-cousin.

Ms Lewis:

Hired?  This monkey works for free, baby!

RebeccaH of The New Dystopia writes:

In its obituary of Boorstin, the Economist magazine credited Boorstin with being “the first to describe the phenomena of non-news, spin, the cult of the image and the worship of celebrity.”

Pseudo-event, eh?  Sounds like an accurate description of the recent US Democratic presidential campaign.

Ms Lewis:

 

I agree, though I would include both parties.  I said as much in paragraph 18.  Don’t worry, I wouldn’t have read that far either.

Pedro the Ignorant writes:

Basic fact checks lacking, turgid language, poor sentence structure, and obvious polemic lifted from other sources.  As an article in the New York Times or Green Left Weekly, outstanding. You have managed to appeal to all the basic prejudices of that demographic, but as an objective essay, fail fail, fail.

Start doing some background research before you start pounding on a keyboard and make a complete fool of of yourself.

Ms Lewis:

Okay, that one was just mean.

Richard Blaine wrote:

Well, what in blazes do you expect from a journalist? Accuracy?

Ms. Lewis:

I am not a journalist.  I have never claimed to be a journalist.  I have no designs on becoming a journalist.  My blog is about internet dating, my spastic dog and the idiotic things I always manage to do to embarrass myself (this incident being yet another a prime example).  While my post about sitting on the toilet and struggling to stifle my pissing sounds while on the phone with my sister really seemed to hit home with some people, I’m hardly trying to rival CNN here.

Evil Pundit wrote:

In light of the above, think you should shorten your description to simply ‘dork’.

Ms Lewis:

Touche, Evil Pundit.  Touche. 

Pwned wrote:

lol
what a funny, stupid girl

Ms. Lewis: 

Thanks for your comment.  It wasn’t constructive or insightful, but it was short and correctly spelled.  I can appreciate that.  I would like to respond by quoting the irascible Dick Cheney when he said, “go fuck yourself”… but I won’t because I’m from Utah County and we don’t talk to each other like that.

Corwin wrote:

Rachel, You’re a liberal arts/humanities studenty-in perpetuity-aren’t you?I am reminded a bit of Zelaznmy’s “Eye of ther Cat”,which I recommend. My reason for guessing about your field of study is no one in a knowledge based field would have believed the story for a second.It was too ridiculous on a variety of fronts 1)Where would one get a plastic turkey 2) Even if one knew,it would be easier to just have the President carry a real turkey at a Thanksgiving meal. 3)The downside of serving a plastic turkey would be so overwhelming ,it would never be done 4)I doubt anu president would want to insult troops in that way. So,you see,one would have to be,well, cosmically stupid to believe it for a second.I don’t know what term could be used for believing it for years.But,as I say,you must have been a Liberal Arts major. And,since I’m taking a few minutes of my valubletime,would you care to comment on whether you believe in Global Warming.Please tell me if you believe strongly ,and -if you would add your scientific background. Best wishes,Corwin

Ms. Lewis:

I suppose that I thought the statements by the White House implied that there was a standard “decorative” turkey protocol.  Which is, you are right, completely illogical.  But if you know anyone in the military (my dad was in the Navy), you would hardly expect logical thinking to be routine.  When I read the article on CBS.com I thought, “did anyone really think that they would feed multiple units of the Army by preparing whole roasted turkeys? That makes no sense…”  I thought that putting a decorative turkey next to the steam trays sounded like a nice touch.  I shouldn’t have assumed that “decorative” meant plastic.  Of course, you could decorate with a real turkey.  Upon re-reading the quote, I’m sure that’s what the White House meant to say to begin with.

I’d also like to clarify here and state that I had never heard of Turkeygate before I started researching this paper.  I didn’t believe it for five years.  I believed it for a week.

Now on to your global warming question, here is my response.  As the word “believe” implies some sort of faith based suspension, I would have to say that I don’t “believe” in anything.  I do, however, accept that human activity has contributed to global climate change based on what I have read on the subject.  I also accept the “theory” of evolution.  Is that what you wanted to know?

Thanks, by the way, for your “valuable time”, Corwin.  I will fore-go describing the assumptions I have made about you based on your brief epithet.  But I will give you a hint.  It has a little bit to do with how much fun you must be at parties and a lot to do with your luck in romantic relationships.

Okay… that’s enough of that.  Looking at the photo again…

 

I can still see why I fell for it.  I’m not a turkey expert (obviously).  But that bird looks about the same size as my nephew, and he’s a bicep busting 20 pounds.  Yet, Bush’s fingers don’t even look like they are clenching to hold the tray!  I guess he has strong arms AND cat-like reflexes.  You know, I think I’ve come up with a comprimise that will allow us to put this myth to bed so we can all get back to worrying about the economic crisis.  I concede that the turkey is real, but you all must agree that those grapes look TOTALLY fake.

I’m kidding… KIDDING!!! Please don’t call me any more names.  And again, I apologize.  I should have never brought this up.  It appears that Adam Gopnik was incorrect when he asserted in his book, Paris to the Moon, that “there is no regulon in the semiosphere.”  The lions are out and prowling and it would seem that I’m the limpy gazelle researching banal papers through Google search.

No, I take that back.  I’m not even a gazelle.  I’m the smallest fish in the world-wide pond, and there’s simply no need to go fisticuffs over this.  Really.  You can have my juice money.