Poor Rudy

Newsflash to the rest of the country: Everybody in New York hates this guy. Everybody.

Not only does the New York Times have up, today, a blistering account of his exploits reviling and ridiculing people on his radio show during his time as mayor. Not only does said article document several incidents where, in the course of yelling inappropriately at people, he takes firm stands 180 degrees away from the far-right pandering he's engaged in now. ("It really is absolutely astounding that the N.R.A. continues to have influence in areas in which they make no sense at all.”)

But this is the photo they ran with the article:



Poor Rudy. No friends in New York.

NOON: LUNCH WITH NOAM CHOMSKY The original requested U.S. travel itinerary for Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.

By Seely, at Slate.

All's Well That Ends Well

From Superboy #45, December, 1955

Loss For Words

I just received this email:


What can I say on the Anniversary Wall? Any ideas?

If, instead of giving your great ideas to me, you want to spread the message of how the Presidential Prayer team has drawn you closer to the Lord, here's the link.

But let us know what you said.

Also: I've been wondering what will happen to the Presidential Prayer Team if a Democrat gets in. Will they keep praying for the President?

"My Proposed New Benchmarks For Iraq"

By Hart Seely (right), in today's New York Times.

Do You Dare...Meet Him...?

Another Peyer classic!

A Tom Peyer Classic!!

Go here for the whole thing!

Cruel! Unusual! Peyer! Delano! McCrea!

Out tomorrow: The all-new Desperado edition of CRUEL AND UNUSUAL, a truly vile graphic novel written by Tom "SuperFranken- stein" Peyer and Jamie "Occasional Bear & Meat" Delano, and drawn by John "filthy Irishman" McCrea.

This was pretty disgusting when I first published it at Vertigo, and I doubt it's gotten any better. A nice little family tale about a Florida prison turned into a reality TV show, with typically tasteful McCrea art.

Really, if you value your Christian soul, don't buy it. Just watch General Petraeus instead and write down everything he says.

"They have to paint me red before they chop me. It's a different religion from ours. I think."

I just watched Help! on YouTube, thanks to a Metafilter thread that links to every Beatles movie there, all of them complete except for Let It Be. Go before they take them down.

Awwww, Cute!

Captain Kirk Explains America

Crosspost

An essay that got away from me: The one, true, essential Peanuts volume.

Wait 'Til Your Savior Gets Home

Email alert! Email alert! Trouble at Hot Parts House!

Does anyone know if there are any sponsorships or scholarships (in Texas?) to pay for attending a Christian school? We are sending our eldest daughter to a Christian school. Now we have to find the money. I know that is putting the cart before the horse but conditions dearly warranted the move.

What did he catch her doing? Leave your guess in the comments!

[Previously...]

Haw!

Pornography Addiction E-cards
Via Metafilter

Why I Haven't Posted Much

I'm really into our Yankees Blog.

Take That, People Who Really Write Poetry

Today, Phil Rizzuto is the #1 poet on Amazon. You can read samples of his work here, here and here, and buy the book through the link in the sidebar. All royalties go to charities Scooter chose.

Seely carved these verses out of two Phil Rizzuto broadcasts for our book, and I had to read them again today. The come from the first games played after Yankee catcher Thurman Munson's fatal plane crash. All words Scooter's.

Prayer for the Captain

There's a little prayer I always say
Whenever I think of my family or when I'm flying,
When I'm afraid, and I am afraid of flying.
It's just a little one. You can say it no matter what,
Whether you're Catholic or Jewish or Protestant or whatever.
And I've probably said it a thousand times
Since I heard the news on Thurman Munson.

It's not trying to be maudlin or anything.
His Eminence, Cardinal Cooke, is going to come out
And say a little prayer for Thurman Munson.
But this is just a little one I say time and time again,
It's just: Angel of God, Thurman's guardian dear,
To whom his love commits him here there or everywhere,
Ever this night and day be at his side,
To light and guard, to rule and guide.

For some reason it makes me feel like I'm talking to Thurman,
Or whoever's name you put in there,
Whether it be my wife or any of my children, my parents or anything.
It's just something to keep you really from going bananas.
Because if you let this,
If you keep thinking about what happened, and you can't
understand it,
That's what really drives you to despair.

Faith. You gotta have faith.
You know, they say time heals all wounds,
And I don't quite agree with that a hundred percent.
It gets you to cope with wounds.
You carry them the rest of your life.

Phil Rizzuto August 3, 1979
Baltimore at New York
Pregame show


***
The Man In The Moon

The Yankees have had a traumatic four days.
Actually five days.
That terrible crash with Thurman Munson.
To go through all that agony,
And then today,
You and I along with the rest of the team
Flew to Canton for the services,
And the family...
Very upset,

You know, it might,
It might sound a little corny.
But we have the most beautiful full moon tonight.
And the crowd,
Enjoying whatever is going on right now.
They say it might sound corny,
But to me it's some kind of a,
Like an omen.

Both the moon and Thurman Munson,
Both ascending up into heaven.
I just can't get that out of my mind.
I just saw that full moon,
And it just reminded me of Thurman.
And that's it.

- August 6, 1979
Baltimore at New York
Ron Guidry pitching to Lee May
Fifth inning, bases empty, no outs
Orioles lead 1-0


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More here.

So Long, Piggy

"I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, that soon only soldiers and bandits will be left."

-Borges, "The Garden of Forking Paths"

It's All About Me

Thanks for the GIANT ROBOT WARRIORS plug below, SuperFrankenstein. To show my overwhelming gratitude, I've started my own blog. It's called Pensive Mischief, and it's designed to serve as a guide to my work both as writer and editor...but there will be much commentary, news, and previews as well.

I'm not abandoning the Beer and the Meat, though. I'll still be here as infrequently and incoherently as ever. In fact...could there be a TEAM-UP in the works? We're huddling in the offices RIGHT NOW, True Bereaver. Start saving your virtual shekels now!

Robots Go Boing Boing

The great and powerful Boing Boing today praises Stuart's comic, Giant Robot Warriors, as "a masterful comic allegory for world's military build-up and stand-offs." Which it is!