I had an interesting experience this morning. I went to a live on-location broadcast of
Air America's Al Franken. My brother has been a DJ at a local station, which is owned by a big radio conglomerate that also owns an Air America AM station. Well, two weeks ago they gave him and another guy a show that leads into Franken's. It's a good opportunity for him. So he asked me if I wanted a ticket. It was too good an opportunity to pass up-it was my day off, it was free, and it allowed me to delay doing my laundry
. Of course, I wore one of Oleg Volk's fine shirts (although "Kalashnikitty" almost got to go).
There was some of the usual GOP bashing and parading of Dems in Congressional and state races, but the main topic was the immigration debate. What was so interesting was the realization that the topic utterly defies classification by Right vs Left. Listening how the unions are opposing guest workers, and how many Mexican immigrants oppose a general amnesty for illegals-well, it's fascinating to see Franken and Company try to formulate a position based not on a political orientation, but on actual thought and struggle. To his credit, Franken really was trying to find a position that he could support, an action that's beyond Limbaugh's abilities (and who'd rather make an outrageous assertion for the ratings anyway).
Met some interesting people, had some stimulating conversations-including one started by the shirt-and I got to hiss at Phil Angelides (not that you could hear it).
And then I went for sushi. Just a typical day in California.
