Archive: May, 2006
To mark the passing of former U.S. Sen. Lloyd Bentsen, we bring you this YouTube moment, video of the vice presidential debate of 1988 when Sen. Dan Quayle makes the mistake of mentioning President John F. Kennedy when touting his own Congressional experience. The camera catches Bentsen as Quayle is talking, and you see the late senator's half-smile and head-shake, a lick of the lips, and then his retort, which should be shown on When Wild Animals Attack.
Wikipedia even has a full entry called Senator, You Are No Jack Kennedy.
But Sally Swift comes up big again, in a timely entry to her Brushes With Greatness series. You'll remember her beach combing with Bob Dylan. Her boozing with Carl Bernstein. Her Get-Out-Of-Jail-Free card from Buddy Cianfrani. Now, it's a post titled, Call Me Lloyd. It reads in part:
Larry Bloom, the Lower Merion High grad and father of Eagles' fifth-round pick Jeremy Bloom, kept a diary on NFL draft day, and shared it a monthly magazine called the Chicago Sports Review. Seems the Colorado State psychology prof is still sweet on the City of Brotherly Love:
Then, the phone rings. Jeremy is telling me he doesn't recognize the number. When he answers the GM asks him how he would like to be an Eagle. The room erupts. The cameras are rolling. It is pandemonium. I see his name flash across the screen.
Jeremy is telling me he doesn't recognize the number. When he answers the GM asks him how he would like to be an Eagle. The room erupts. The cameras are rolling. It is pandemonium. I see his name flash across the screen.
So, the weekend of the great Camden blogging experiment has come and gone. Remember city attraction marketeers thought it might be useful to invite citizen scribes from around the region to partake of the aquarium, the battleship and the ball park - then encourage them to write what they see?
Here are a couple of results:
John Fischer at About.com had one of those experiences that makes a publicist wince. He reports that the officials he met at Battleship New Jersey and the Adventure Aquarium seem to have missed the blogging memo:
Found something - only it's on Metroblogging Philadelphia. Still, it's a keeper:
I was walking home from the trolley stop apres-the-ball-game, and a gaggle of young women were behind me, studying their fake IDs to be ready for that bouncer-administered quiz that---at least in my expereince---is more myth than reality. I mean, did you ever get quizzed on your home address by a bouncer inspecting your license before letting you into a club? I never did.
In a posting that serves up video of Paul Green School of Rock kiddies slaying Ozzie Osbourne's "Crazy Train," the geniuses at Gridskipper casually rename Philadelphia "Hostile City."
What's their problem?
On this day, when The Philadelphia Inquirer and Daily News are bundled up and awaiting their return to private control, thoughts turn to a politically active businessman whose family wound up leading The Courier-Journal and The Louisville Times for nearly 70 years -- with great distinction.
On the morning those papers were sold to Gannett in 1986, I remember reading Judge Robert Worth Bingham's words, which were set in brass by the elevators at Sixth & Broadway in Louisville:
"I have always regarded the newspapers owned by me as a public trust and have endeavored so to conduct them as to render the greatest public service."
Been trying since a week ago Saturday to find a way/reason to write about Jason Leopold's solo walk on a limb - the one where he reported in Truthout.org that Karl Rove had been secretly indicted. Looked into the story and its author and decided to pass for the moment.
But now comes this, the lede of the day as we say in the biz. From Howard Kurtz in the Washington Post:
Robert Luskin, Karl Rove's lawyer, says he spent most of the day on May 12 taking his cat to the veterinarian and having a technician fix his computer at home.
We empathize with ex-Daily Newser Shaun Mullen, who has used his Kiko's House blog to solicit reader response to such important issues as the failings of the healthcare system. He got some good responses, although not as many as he wished for.
And certainly not as many as when he asked What are the Worst Movies of All Time?
More than 130 nominees, and we are talking about some serious cheese.