Archive: June, 2010
Earlier this year I revealed the title of Glenn Beck's coming thriller and now the long-awaited publication of The Overton Window is upon us, with the publisher pulling out all the stops. There's an already much-talked-about prologue now online, and they've even released something you don't normally see for a book -- a video trailer (at the bottom of the post).
The screen is filled with poetry, and with words that are alternately jarring or literary -- for the most part words that long-time listeners would not expect to come from the self-proclaimed "rodeo clown" of a right-wing media phenomenon. One exception does sound very Beck-ian, however -- the part where "the dog returns to its vomit."
But the words are very much not written by Glenn Beck. They are from the poem "The Gods of the Copybook Headings," by Britain's iconic Rudyard Kipling. Most viewers of the trailer -- based on the comments that I've read in a couple of online postings -- have no idea that this is a Kipling poem, nor would they, since the famed bard of the turn of the 20th Century is never credited.
Sounds like Alvin Greene would fit right in in Washington, not that he'll ever there:
COLUMBIA, S.C. (AP) - South Carolina's surprise Democratic nominee to challenge U.S. Sen. Jim DeMint is facing a pending felony charge.
These people know NOTHING about winning a Stanley Cup. First, "Chrissy" Pronger, now a parade announcement? I don't think it's a case of the Blackhawks -- who haven't won the Cup since 1961 -- or the city of Chicago or the Chicago Tribune being cursed, but rather they're just not very bright. We all know what's going to be happening here on Broad Street next week, but we're smart enough to keep our mouths shut. Hopefully, the parade story is posted in the Flyers' locker room.
Meanwhile, here's what you're going to be hearing a lot tonight:
I knew there was a reason I liked these guys:
Hall and Oates issued the following statement:
"In addition to our personal convictions, we are standing in solidarity with the music community in our boycott of performing in Arizona at this time. We would like to emphasize that this has nothing to do with the management of the Arizona Diamondbacks, who have been professional and cooperative throughout our dealings with them. This is our response to a very specific action of the state."
Now we know why the Blackhawks haven't won the Cup since 1961. Here's some instant bad karma:
It's a shame the Trib couldn't have released this before Game 5. It would have been fun to see Michael Jordan waive one of these posters from the luxury suite he was in, and count the number of NBC shots of Vince Vaughn and Jeremy Piven plastering one of these against the glass every time Pronger entered the zone.
As long as I live, I'll never forget the night that Elena Kagan and I got drunk together. It was November 4, 1980, to be exact. OK, before I go much further with this, I should make clear: I've never actually met President Obama's Supreme Court nominee, and on the night that we got drunk, I was in Providence, R.I., and she was at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. It was Election Night, and while the booze may have been flowing on elite college campus and in liberal enclaves, the election of Ronald Reagan and fellow conservatives was, oddly, enough, a seeming moment of numb clarity for a big chunk of my generation.
You know Elton John -- biggest pop superstar of the mid-1970s, liberal and openly gay (OK, it did take a while) entertainer, a guy who's raised at least $175 million for his Elton John AIDS Foundation and millions more for other efforts to fight the illness, a tireless fighter for gay and lesbian causes.
You also know radio's Rush Limbaugh, the very un-gay-friendly right-winger who's been known to spread misinformation about AIDS, who once aired a song about gay Rep. Barney Frank called "Banking Queen," and made numerous other politically incorrect or worse remarks about homosexuals during his long toxic career over the airwaves.