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So obviously, no AFO, because of what I said last week about the scheduling problems, but guess what? I think there is going to be a special of some kind, which involves the holidays, which will be a sort of HOLIDAY SPECIAL coming soon. So what we said about no more episodes this year was totally a lie.
But what happened this week, anyway?
First of all, Glenn Beck’s Christmas Sweater Simulcast happened. That might have been last week, who even knows? I don’t know anyone who went to see it, except for whoever these guys are. Obviously I have articulated my problems with Glenn Beck many times before, and this just sounds like everything I hate about him multiplied by UGH. On a big screen. No comment. Read it and weep, but weep because you are actually sad, not because you are forcing yourself to cry like a four-year-old at a department store like Glenn Beck does.
Also this week, there was a very interesting explanation of a line from “Empire State of Mind,” by the always great Jay-Z. Did you ever watch the Sopranos? I watched the whole series two years or so ago, and recently I’ve seen a few episodes again. Once you’ve been all the way through, the business of organized crime makes a lot more sense, and so people say things you’ve heard them say before, but suddenly the finer-points of a bust-out make sense to you. And then you understand that there are whole spheres of existence that are totally common to people unlike you which are totally foreign to people like you– and that little glimpse is thrilling. This is a big world we’re living in! Heavy!
For some reason I was wondering this week if any bailiffs blogged, so I searched “bailiff blog” and found this. Nothing to do with the courts, but eye-opening nonetheless. Warning: what has been seen cannot be unseen!
Oh, and if you believe Politico, and you probably shouldn’t, something like 44% of people want George Bush to be President again. I think the problem is they didn’t specify, you know, what organization they wanted him to be the President of. Rotary club, maybe? He can have that. I’m comfortable with this poll, in that case. People must have meant Rotary Club, right?
And this Copenhagen thing is going on, but I could really give a shit about the Swedes.
On the bright side, a new poster for IRON MAN 2 came out (me=wicked fucking excited) and it has WAR MACHINE ON IT! FUCK YEAH WAR MACHINE! I honestly have to give War Machine some credit for making me not racist. I’m from New Hampshire, and he was like the first black man I ever met. Honestly.
There was a big buyout at the NYT Metro section, and trend-writer Jenny 8. Lee peaced the fuck out. The point is, there is a person out there whose middle name is 8! And we’re all really going to miss those trend pieces (no we are not).
Here is a video that made me laugh uncontrollably at the library this week. Just watch it. Just do it now.
Meanwhile, the New York public school system continues to make me jealous.
And then there was this. I have no idea what this is about. I mean, I do. But what could this ad possibly accomplish? Do you believe for a second that there are people out there who oppose Obama’s health care plan who have not come forward with their discontent? A lot of people don’t like this plan! And, even if there were people out there who were holding back their dissent for fear of being called racist, isn’t it fairly likely their interests are already represented by the loud opposition in Congress? So what are we left with? Are they taking back the word “racist”? Taking it back from where? So many questions posed by this video. Also, it is ridiculous.
I got a lot of love for Ron Livingston (Office Space, Band of Brothers) but he needs to understand how the internet works. Basically, he is suing a guy for asserting on Wikipedia that Livingston is gay. We all need to take a note from Ricky Martin here, who always refused to address questions about his sexual orientation. He didn’t get all weird and defensive when people accused him of being gay, because he didn’t treat it like it was something accusatory. You can’t buy class, and Ricky Martin has class. Except for some reason in my head I picture him as Eric Bana.
WHAT HAS BEEN SEEN CANNOT BE UNSEEN!