Yes, there was another Iowahawk post here moments ago…
But I removed it.
Iowahawk’s cool and all, but three posts plus all those breathless email updates is plenty enough, and there’s really only so much space one blog should devote to Iowahawk that isn’t called, y’know — Iowahawk.
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I have a fun memory of Jeff being threatened with libel when he included Jane Hamsher in an obvious satirical interview (I think it was the whiskey bottle that gave Jane the vapors) — good times, good times.
(and this post:
My gift to progressive firebrand Jane Hamsher and crack Donk Cyberflack Josh Marshall, as background music for their growing conspiracy-fueled dementia (and with special thanks to David Bowie
“Remember when this place was different, blowhard?”
You know I do. You know what though? This is still where I came across some trout flowing down the stairs. Where I heard the whales singing of mushroom pizza.
It’s where Ted Kennedy indignantly told me that “this is the head I was born with!”
Topsecretk9, yeah, that was fucking awesome. I don’t normally laugh out loud but I did for that.
Hey, Jeff, what was the story that involved the fake plastic green carpet and the water coming down the steps? Big plus for you, I still have a mental image of it, but I don’t think you let us read more than a couple pages of that so I don’t remember why I remember it.
Seriously, though. It’s like your neck gave birth to a giant ham, if you don’t mind my saying. I expect you can’t wear any kind of pullover sweaters, am I right? — it’s all V-necks for you…?â€
I remember reading this back then, like it was just months ago. I laughed so damn hard, what with Teddy’s head creeping into the interview and taking over. Classic. Or wait… he’s sick. So I’m a cold, uncaring neocon. Oh well. Still darn funny.
Seriously, though. It’s like your neck gave birth to a giant ham, if you don’t mind my saying. I expect you can’t wear any kind of pullover sweaters, am I right? — it’s all V-necks for you…?â€
I don’t know if I’m telling tales out of school here, but fuck it. I feel like it.
You know Matthew Yglesias, the in-house juicebox mafia kid? I remember him commenting here and Jeff being (just slightly, mainly being nice) a bit of a wise ass and telling him there is always graduate school.
I remember him taking some time to vacation when he asked a bunch of people to guest blog. I came across a story that made both Andrew Sullivan and the main founder of bloggingheads tv look bad.
Sent him an email to show I wasn’t making it up, and he said sure, run with it. Both of them had to issue some retractions.l
Jeff has yet to do a bloggingheads segment. I mean, that funny looking guy beside Kaus couldn’t remember that, could he?
Here I’m just going to be a bit more diplomatic. You know a few of those random conservative bloggers that have done well the last couple years?
It’s odd. There was the long period of Jeff linking to help them out. Then the short period of joy. The golden age. Then the long phase we’re in now, were it’s simply assumed that people taken seriously might also be entertaining.
You know what? Most people think that last paragraph is bullshit. It isn’t. Most everything was boring and theoretical and beige a few years ago. They didn’t write posts, they wrote white papers. Is that all Jeff? Nope. Is it around 28%? Yes.
I miss, but wistful doesn’t seem right when there’s impending societal collapse afoot. You can tell cause Barack Obama said the fundamentals of the economy are sound.
Most everything was boring and theoretical and beige a few years ago.
Okay, this is from the wayback machine. Remember the guy who started blog critics? Olsen something. His wife Dawn had a blog and Jeff said in a post, her blog is like “dry-humping a girl’s leg after a kegger.”
Friday night it was late, I was walking you home, I got down to the……………..
My first visit to PW was a link click and the first thing I saw was this big sloppy fatassed girl with a whale-tail and I said “What ho? Now this is something I can get involved in – making fun of big sloppy girl-hogs who still like to advertise the badonk with a little spandex arrow pointing to the tenders.”
So I lurked, and you know what? I learned. And I grew. And then I commented.
I bet I’ve been responsible for preventing over 2000 comments with my gift for creating awkward silence. It’s not something I’m proud of.
My beloved Liverpool have just thrashed those filthy Red Devils 4-1, and we are all out of curly endive, so I must off to the green grocers. À bientôt, mes petits chou-fleurs adorables.
You can’t get less sane than Olbermann, even if ‘you paint your self half blue, get in a tub of warm creeble, and go squawk’ I think I got the quote right.
I hereby declare this National Mike Hendrix Hour! I’l be posting updates here in Jeff’s comments throughout, just to keep y’all abreast of developments. No need to thank me, gang. I regret to say that I’ll be forced to decline all contributions made via Jeff’s tipjar, due to his refusal to give me his PayPal password. Damned rich corporate greedhead.
Crap, looks like I’m out of Texas Pete, a situation up with which I will not put. I’m off to the grocery store, which’ll probably end up taking up the whole hour, so feel free to talk among yourselves. And…OUTLAW!
but really, your briefcase mention made me think of this guy I worked with. He had a briefcase, but it was mostly to carry his lunch and the day’s paper. I think there may have been some pens and pencils in there too, but it wasn’t like he ever had to take anything home to work on.
I also have a briefcase. It gets pulled out whenever I have to deal with something like an illness or death in the family that involves a lot of papers that have to be kept together and hauled to offices all over.
I think serious unwisdom, such as Pelosi projects, will eventually impress itself upon even the unthinking. When the non-ideologically driven among the House Democrats begin to suffer the blowback from moronic policies forced upon them by Mrs. Pelosi and her allies, those members will know where to look for blame.
Well, back from the shops, and there was no curly endive, so will have to make do with organic arugula instead. Domage.
So, how’s Celtic doing?
N. O’Brain, they are top of the SPL with 3 points over Rangers, and play them in the CIS cup final tomorrow. Celts are not happy chappies, they think their wee ginger manager is granny pants. I am neutral in these matters, being neither Calvinist nor Fenian, and a Liverpool fan at that. If there is a Scottish team I am remotely interested in, it would be Heart of Midlothian, as have probably been to more of their matches. Scottish footy is pretty weak beer these days, although Old Firm matches are still blood and thunder, and one of the sporting occasions in the world.
“those members will know where to look for blame.”
They can blame her but the Party itself will raise up another of the same persuasion. One more smooth, slick, charismatic and, as before, dangerous to freedom.
Steny Hoyer is the man next in line. He’s smooth, fairly slick, not charismatic though. Orders of magnitude smarter than Pelosi and in the final analysis somewhat less ideological. How good a raw power player remains to be seen.
Ric Locke won that thread. Sound advice; I’ve carried out those maneuvers over the years. And, the manly sort, I once ripped out a dishwasher over the Christmas Holiday cycle (with guests agog) a couple years ago and removed it to the garage, where I repaired a broken-glass-clogged pump. Tools twirled and returned to their holsters..
I see Hoyer and all the top Democrats as having the same ends, a socialist America, and only differing as to the means and speed to get there. I’d rather fight with a out of the closet ideologue than one that can hide their end game better. A dumber opponent is also to be preferred.
Browsing? I can’t even read People for free in a waiting room. That and Newsweek.
Esquire has also gotten very one-sided with the socialist obsession. Their interview with David Plouffe was… ridiculous. Definitely giving them up soon. Already mailed my Dear John letter to subscriptions.
my mama loves me, she loves me;
she get down on her knees and hug me,
like she loves me like a rock
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees
He said “Hey momma, hey let me check your oil all right?”
She said “No, no honey, not tonight
Comeback Monday, comeback Tuesday, then I might”
I’ve been to 2 Old Firm Cup finals, at the old Hampden Park. Having been to the pub for a pint or 6 before, I asked a mounted cop at the turnstiles where the toilets were. He told me not to ask stupid questions and piss where everyone else was – it was then I noticed the river of urine pouring out of the stadium, under the turnstiles.
I didn’t see much of either match, as there were too many Red Hand of Ulster flags in front to make out what was going on (I was in the Rangers end). Those were the days before all-seating; standing on the terraces was terrifying when someone scored, the press of bodies literally swept you off your feet and carried you 15-20 ft forward. Mo Johnstone scored for Celtic and came and stood in front of the Rangers end, where he crossed himself. The place went apeshit. An enormous green and cloth white cross was unfurled over the heads in the Celtic end. Ah, good times.
“I am neutral in these matters, being neither Calvinist nor Fenian, and a Liverpool fan at that.”
I didn’t get that whole Celtic/Ranger thing until one day, whilst with the Scots outside of Basrah, I saw an NCO I knew to be a Rangers fan chuckling. I asked him what was up and he replied that Celtic’s coach had died the day before….brrrr.
The worst of the sectarian chants are banned these days, and singing about UVF or IRA atrocities will probably get you expelled and/or banned for life from Celtic Park or Ibrox, but the hatred and bigotry lives on.
Jock Stein, the famous Celtic coach, was once asked if, given the choice, would he sign the talented Protestant boy or the talented Catholic boy. Why, the Protestant boy, of course, he replied, because he was damned sure Rangers wouldn’t sign the Catholic, and then he could sign him too.
You noticed that about Esquire, now, it’s hard to tell whether G.Q. (which featured Rev. Robinson’s inaugural prayer) or Esquire, to which Sarah did give a decent interview is more NC-17
LTC John, that just sounds like SEC football. You know, where the Alabama coach loses to Auburn and gets nooses in the mail…. or Coach Johnny Majors up at UT had a bad season and the boosters rented the house across the street from his and parked a Mayflower moving van on it with a sign, “We’re ready when you are….”
Regarding Sarah, true. That particular interview was pretty good. They didn’t botch her answers so that was a surprise. Photo, less than flattering though.
They also snookered Clint by taking out of context a neutral comment he made about O. and placing it on the cover. I loved Gran Torino and haven’t seen many of his movies… didn’t know he’d supported Ike, Nixon and McCain-Palin (as an independent).
Hollywood can’t touch his work, they love him. So all they could do was ignore Gran Torino. AMPAS, DGA, anything. That story was so perfect. Without ever invoking Barack’s great glory, it came across as the perfect anti-Obama film. ‘Yes We Can’ just gets a fool elected. It doesn’t save the world — or the neighborhood for that matter.
You know it’s interesting about Clint, he seems to have indulged in some moral equivalence with ‘Flags of our Fathers’
and the companion Japanese project, but Gran Torino, seems to have returned him
back to the Dirty Harry mode, and Changeling although set in the 20s, eerily tracked the zeitgeist of the last election. I should clarify their
attitude is NC-17 toward the one, not her.
I agree, takeshi. He’s given the town a number of interesting themes and now, Gran Torino. No critic has dissed it, far as I can tell. The left-wingers will write something lukewarm or even reviews that are glowing. I bet if it had been done by Mel Gibson or someone, Hollywood would’ve been more indulgent with its abuse. But Clint? Can’t touch him.
Hey, Jeff, quick question, when you’re italicizing syllables within a word for emphasis, are you doing it on the accent or simply by ear?
accent=stressed
Ear.
But I’m no expert. Have you tried posing this question at National Iowahawk Day?
Ehhh, I tried but they were busy. Something about free beer.
I’ve lost total control of this place. Indeed I have.
that italicizing syllables within a word thing is trickier than it looks that’s for sure. It would be even harder in Japanese.
Thanks for the answer, by the way. I would have preferred a technique that required less skill though.
Remember when this place was different, blowhard?
I do. I’m wistful.
plus all those breathless email updates
Are the email updates formatted uniquely or is it accidental?
I do. I’m wistful.
Maybe we can reminisce?
I have a fun memory of Jeff being threatened with libel when he included Jane Hamsher in an obvious satirical interview (I think it was the whiskey bottle that gave Jane the vapors) — good times, good times.
(and this post:
My gift to progressive firebrand Jane Hamsher and crack Donk Cyberflack Josh Marshall, as background music for their growing conspiracy-fueled dementia (and with special thanks to David Bowie
was another oldie but goodie)
Control is over rated.
“Remember when this place was different, blowhard?”
You know I do. You know what though? This is still where I came across some trout flowing down the stairs. Where I heard the whales singing of mushroom pizza.
It’s where Ted Kennedy indignantly told me that “this is the head I was born with!”
Some things change. Others don’t.
I’m ever so bitter these days.
Blowhard — I was just thinking about Ted Kennedy’s interview and his massive head, too.
I’m gonna go get drunk.
You need a song.
Here it is. Good times, those.
Never got a national holiday out of it, though.
The TK interview was my intro to pw as I remember it. Stuck ever since.
Topsecretk9, yeah, that was fucking awesome. I don’t normally laugh out loud but I did for that.
Hey, Jeff, what was the story that involved the fake plastic green carpet and the water coming down the steps? Big plus for you, I still have a mental image of it, but I don’t think you let us read more than a couple pages of that so I don’t remember why I remember it.
Earlier tonight, my dog was barking at an armadillo who was running down the street in the rain.
here is a song for you. Whatever bubbles bubbles up I think.
Take it easy, Jeff.
Hey, you know what? You didn’t have your boy in the old days. So, things are better than ever.
Brautigan, Revisited, was the story. I think I put a few chapters here, but that was a long long time ago.
And yeah, he was dead and had a trout stream running through his living room that cascaded down the stairs into his basement.
Drunk time. G’night! Wake me for National Stacy McCain Month!
And your wife is probably hot.
True. Except for the impending economic collapse. Drinkies. Lots of drinkies!
“And yeah, he was dead and had a trout stream running through his living room that cascaded down the stairs into his basement.”
Still have the picture in my head! Okay, I’m off to have few myself now.
Hey my brother, can I borrow a copy of your “Hey Soul Classics”?
No, my brother, you have to go buy your own.
Seriously, though. It’s like your neck gave birth to a giant ham, if you don’t mind my saying. I expect you can’t wear any kind of pullover sweaters, am I right? — it’s all V-necks for you…?â€
I remember reading this back then, like it was just months ago. I laughed so damn hard, what with Teddy’s head creeping into the interview and taking over. Classic. Or wait… he’s sick. So I’m a cold, uncaring neocon. Oh well. Still darn funny.
Quote?
I don’t know if I’m telling tales out of school here, but fuck it. I feel like it.
You know Matthew Yglesias, the in-house juicebox mafia kid? I remember him commenting here and Jeff being (just slightly, mainly being nice) a bit of a wise ass and telling him there is always graduate school.
I remember him taking some time to vacation when he asked a bunch of people to guest blog. I came across a story that made both Andrew Sullivan and the main founder of bloggingheads tv look bad.
Sent him an email to show I wasn’t making it up, and he said sure, run with it. Both of them had to issue some retractions.l
Jeff has yet to do a bloggingheads segment. I mean, that funny looking guy beside Kaus couldn’t remember that, could he?
Of course, Andrew Northrup…
Was a big fan! Don’t tell anyone though. Shhh. Keep it quiet.
Jim Henley…
Was a big fan! Don’t tell anyone. He’d find it embarrassing.
I remember when he bought his dishwasher. Ric Locke is smart about that stuff, too. I remember that.
here… psycho even had dishwasher advice. That’s very cool.
Here I’m just going to be a bit more diplomatic. You know a few of those random conservative bloggers that have done well the last couple years?
It’s odd. There was the long period of Jeff linking to help them out. Then the short period of joy. The golden age. Then the long phase we’re in now, were it’s simply assumed that people taken seriously might also be entertaining.
You know what? Most people think that last paragraph is bullshit. It isn’t. Most everything was boring and theoretical and beige a few years ago. They didn’t write posts, they wrote white papers. Is that all Jeff? Nope. Is it around 28%? Yes.
happyfeet, ahhh, good times.
I miss, but wistful doesn’t seem right when there’s impending societal collapse afoot. You can tell cause Barack Obama said the fundamentals of the economy are sound.
Most everything was boring and theoretical and beige a few years ago.
Hugh Hewitt wrote a book on it even.
Did a radio show with Ace of Spades.
What, is that ancient history? It wasn’t that long ago.
Ahhh, happyfeet. Good times. Good times.
I’m tempted to start some sort of grass roots fund drive in the comments.
When you think about it, Jeff is sort of a non-retarded Forrest Gump of the blog world.
Where’s Boltons mustache at? That motherfucker owes me money.
Is he on a boat?
I thank you also for the dishwasher thread. :-)
crap. They canceled the Amazon thingy I always use cause they want a cut of the monies. That sucks.
Okay, this is from the wayback machine. Remember the guy who started blog critics? Olsen something. His wife Dawn had a blog and Jeff said in a post, her blog is like “dry-humping a girl’s leg after a kegger.”
That’s a paraphrase.
Friday night it was late, I was walking you home, I got down to the……………..
My first visit to PW was a link click and the first thing I saw was this big sloppy fatassed girl with a whale-tail and I said “What ho? Now this is something I can get involved in – making fun of big sloppy girl-hogs who still like to advertise the badonk with a little spandex arrow pointing to the tenders.”
So I lurked, and you know what? I learned. And I grew. And then I commented.
I bet I’ve been responsible for preventing over 2000 comments with my gift for creating awkward silence. It’s not something I’m proud of.
See? There was another one.
…
That was you then. Many thanks. Good job, keep it up.
This place has always been different.
Driving your stuff off the front page is the new OUTLAW!, Jeff. One has to keep up.
It‘s the Olbermann/Hersh intersection!
Olbermann is getting even less sane over time. Apparently he doesn’t realize that hopenchange is the rule of the day, now.
If you guys were a bit more European, you’d be watching Liverpool v Man U. Get with the program, dudes.
I didn’t get any breathless email updates. I guess I’m not cool like that.
And, I agree with Slart. This place has always been different.
For what it’s worth, I like Iowahawk and all, but I don’t live there.
Silver, if our guys were more European they’d all be carrying man-bags. So, there’s that.
Where do your chaps keep their depilatory creams then?
In their wife’s purse, of course.
That’s not much use when one is chez la maîtresse, is it?
I am sorry I missed the party last night, looked really happening!
Oh look, Meghan McCain came and tried to persuade you with her ample talents to be Demapubs or Republicrats.
It’s cool.
I voted the Burge-Jeff G. ticket, but I voted that way because Jeff was on the ticket.
my mama loves me, she loves me;
she get down on her knees and hug me,
like she loves me like a rock
My beloved Liverpool have just thrashed those filthy Red Devils 4-1, and we are all out of curly endive, so I must off to the green grocers. À bientôt, mes petits chou-fleurs adorables.
I’m sure there will be much more thrashing of red devils under Obama’s watch. Not.
Jeff, you know the solution to this. Jeff, and Jeff only posting here. The Pub is for the rest of us…
I’m happy to contribute to that solution, too. Even though I’m impish.
You can’t get less sane than Olbermann, even if ‘you paint your self half blue, get in a tub of warm creeble, and go squawk’ I think I got the quote right.
For this much comic relief, thanks.
Comment by Silver Whistle on 3/14 @ 8:46 am #
So, how’s Celtic doing?
I hereby declare this National Mike Hendrix Hour! I’l be posting updates here in Jeff’s comments throughout, just to keep y’all abreast of developments. No need to thank me, gang. I regret to say that I’ll be forced to decline all contributions made via Jeff’s tipjar, due to his refusal to give me his PayPal password. Damned rich corporate greedhead.
Crap, looks like I’m out of Texas Pete, a situation up with which I will not put. I’m off to the grocery store, which’ll probably end up taking up the whole hour, so feel free to talk among yourselves. And…OUTLAW!
I seem to have misplaced an “l” in all the general excitement over MHH.
Man-bag? Laptop case is what I see and carry. The new version of the briefcase.
yeah, you keep telling yourself that, geoffb. Cause it’s also sooooo handy for carrying other things isn’t it?
All right!
Books, magazines and right now my tax stuff. Makeup, meh, not so much.
no chapstick even?
I have lots of pockets for those kind of things. Men’s clothes tend to have an abundance of pockets.
Will Nancy Pelosi be out of government before another twelve months pass, run out by her own party people?
maybe some gum?
but really, your briefcase mention made me think of this guy I worked with. He had a briefcase, but it was mostly to carry his lunch and the day’s paper. I think there may have been some pens and pencils in there too, but it wasn’t like he ever had to take anything home to work on.
Besides at my age carrying a backpack to hold my laptop was not looking quite right.
This Iowahawk sounds interesting. Anybody got a link?
I also have a briefcase. It gets pulled out whenever I have to deal with something like an illness or death in the family that involves a lot of papers that have to be kept together and hauled to offices all over.
I had a briefcase. I bought it in Solvang. Then when it needed to be thrown away, I did it with gust-o.
???? I thought she was loved by the Democrats.
#78
Cargo Pants!
O could blame everything on her. She wrote his big report.
Solvang = Aebleskiver to me.
Yumm-o… Æbleskiver (Danish meaning apple slices) are traditional Danish pancakes in a distinctive shape of a sphere.
I think serious unwisdom, such as Pelosi projects, will eventually impress itself upon even the unthinking. When the non-ideologically driven among the House Democrats begin to suffer the blowback from moronic policies forced upon them by Mrs. Pelosi and her allies, those members will know where to look for blame.
Mother’s side was Danish. Aebleskivers every Christmas. Agree, Yummoo!
Obama is half Danish too. It’s the part he ignores.
Re Nancy.. hopefully we’ll see a landslide and someone will be at the bottom of it. It happened to Hillary.
Well, back from the shops, and there was no curly endive, so will have to make do with organic arugula instead. Domage.
So, how’s Celtic doing?
N. O’Brain, they are top of the SPL with 3 points over Rangers, and play them in the CIS cup final tomorrow. Celts are not happy chappies, they think their wee ginger manager is granny pants. I am neutral in these matters, being neither Calvinist nor Fenian, and a Liverpool fan at that. If there is a Scottish team I am remotely interested in, it would be Heart of Midlothian, as have probably been to more of their matches. Scottish footy is pretty weak beer these days, although Old Firm matches are still blood and thunder, and one of the sporting occasions in the world.
They can blame her but the Party itself will raise up another of the same persuasion. One more smooth, slick, charismatic and, as before, dangerous to freedom.
smooth, slick, charismatic? Pelosi?
Didn’t know that. We would probably be better off if he channeled the Viking rather than the Mau-Mau.
No, that the next one will be that and more dangerous because of it. With Pelosi the mask is mostly off.
Steny Hoyer is the man next in line. He’s smooth, fairly slick, not charismatic though. Orders of magnitude smarter than Pelosi and in the final analysis somewhat less ideological. How good a raw power player remains to be seen.
The little Obama girls are our future leaders.
Ric Locke won that thread. Sound advice; I’ve carried out those maneuvers over the years. And, the manly sort, I once ripped out a dishwasher over the Christmas Holiday cycle (with guests agog) a couple years ago and removed it to the garage, where I repaired a broken-glass-clogged pump. Tools twirled and returned to their holsters..
U can fix anything. awesome
I see Hoyer and all the top Democrats as having the same ends, a socialist America, and only differing as to the means and speed to get there. I’d rather fight with a out of the closet ideologue than one that can hide their end game better. A dumber opponent is also to be preferred.
Now lunch, while I can still afford food.
No lunch for me. I need to buy People and keep up on the Obamas.
Buy? I thought that was just to browse while waiting in line to checkout. Visual Muzak™.
“…although Old Firm matches are still blood and thunder, and one of the sporting occasions in the world.”
That is one of the things I want to do before leaving this vale of tears, a Celtic-Ranger match.
I survived Hogmanay in Glasgow, so I guess I’m ready.
I have a niece over there who is a Celtic FANATIC.
Oh, and thanks!
105,
Browsing? I can’t even read People for free in a waiting room. That and Newsweek.
Esquire has also gotten very one-sided with the socialist obsession. Their interview with David Plouffe was… ridiculous. Definitely giving them up soon. Already mailed my Dear John letter to subscriptions.
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees
He said “Hey momma, hey let me check your oil all right?”
She said “No, no honey, not tonight
Comeback Monday, comeback Tuesday, then I might”
N. O’Brain,
I’ve been to 2 Old Firm Cup finals, at the old Hampden Park. Having been to the pub for a pint or 6 before, I asked a mounted cop at the turnstiles where the toilets were. He told me not to ask stupid questions and piss where everyone else was – it was then I noticed the river of urine pouring out of the stadium, under the turnstiles.
I didn’t see much of either match, as there were too many Red Hand of Ulster flags in front to make out what was going on (I was in the Rangers end). Those were the days before all-seating; standing on the terraces was terrifying when someone scored, the press of bodies literally swept you off your feet and carried you 15-20 ft forward. Mo Johnstone scored for Celtic and came and stood in front of the Rangers end, where he crossed himself. The place went apeshit. An enormous green and cloth white cross was unfurled over the heads in the Celtic end. Ah, good times.
“I am neutral in these matters, being neither Calvinist nor Fenian, and a Liverpool fan at that.”
I didn’t get that whole Celtic/Ranger thing until one day, whilst with the Scots outside of Basrah, I saw an NCO I knew to be a Rangers fan chuckling. I asked him what was up and he replied that Celtic’s coach had died the day before….brrrr.
Col,
The worst of the sectarian chants are banned these days, and singing about UVF or IRA atrocities will probably get you expelled and/or banned for life from Celtic Park or Ibrox, but the hatred and bigotry lives on.
Jock Stein, the famous Celtic coach, was once asked if, given the choice, would he sign the talented Protestant boy or the talented Catholic boy. Why, the Protestant boy, of course, he replied, because he was damned sure Rangers wouldn’t sign the Catholic, and then he could sign him too.
You noticed that about Esquire, now, it’s hard to tell whether G.Q. (which featured Rev. Robinson’s inaugural prayer) or Esquire, to which Sarah did give a decent interview is more NC-17
LTC John, that just sounds like SEC football. You know, where the Alabama coach loses to Auburn and gets nooses in the mail…. or Coach Johnny Majors up at UT had a bad season and the boosters rented the house across the street from his and parked a Mayflower moving van on it with a sign, “We’re ready when you are….”
Regarding Sarah, true. That particular interview was pretty good. They didn’t botch her answers so that was a surprise. Photo, less than flattering though.
They also snookered Clint by taking out of context a neutral comment he made about O. and placing it on the cover. I loved Gran Torino and haven’t seen many of his movies… didn’t know he’d supported Ike, Nixon and McCain-Palin (as an independent).
Hollywood can’t touch his work, they love him. So all they could do was ignore Gran Torino. AMPAS, DGA, anything. That story was so perfect. Without ever invoking Barack’s great glory, it came across as the perfect anti-Obama film. ‘Yes We Can’ just gets a fool elected. It doesn’t save the world — or the neighborhood for that matter.
You know it’s interesting about Clint, he seems to have indulged in some moral equivalence with ‘Flags of our Fathers’
and the companion Japanese project, but Gran Torino, seems to have returned him
back to the Dirty Harry mode, and Changeling although set in the 20s, eerily tracked the zeitgeist of the last election. I should clarify their
attitude is NC-17 toward the one, not her.
I agree, takeshi. He’s given the town a number of interesting themes and now, Gran Torino. No critic has dissed it, far as I can tell. The left-wingers will write something lukewarm or even reviews that are glowing. I bet if it had been done by Mel Gibson or someone, Hollywood would’ve been more indulgent with its abuse. But Clint? Can’t touch him.