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Sunday, July 30, 2006

From Red's mouth to your ear 


I saw a documentary about Red Skelton the other day, and copped a couple of bright Red words for you:
"Talent is God's gift to you. If you use that talent, that's your gift to God."
"I don't know where I've been or what I've done, but I wouldn't have missed it for the world," speaking in the person of Freddie the Freeloader

posted by Tom  # 7/30/2006 11:51:00 AM
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Saturday, July 29, 2006

How ya gonna give 'em a minimum raise after they've seen Paree? 


Here's a link to a super-hot pic of Paris Hilton naked but for high-heel shoes and long black microphone cord and an accompanying piece on how the Grotty Old Party wants to give her a $91 million raise just to help the poor.

I was reading John Collier when I happened on this, documenting the appeal of Paris a half-century in advance:
She was one of those girls -- there is only one in a generation -- whose fortune it is to stand for something greater than talent and greater than beauty, and hence to be universally adored.
Compare and contrast Brenda Frazier.
posted by Tom  # 7/29/2006 02:56:00 PM
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Thursday, July 27, 2006

It's a crazy plan, but it just might not work 


Send troops to Lebanon to scare the Syrians.

Send troops to Syria to scare the Iranians.

Send troops to Iran to scare the rest of the Muslims.

In the meantime, send more troops to Baghdad to firm up our grip in Iraq.

Hold in reserve the troops we'll need to send to Kabul to re-crush the Taliban, al Qaeda and Osama bin Laden.
posted by Tom  # 7/27/2006 01:39:00 PM
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Thursday, July 20, 2006

If they ate more pork maybe they'd understand 


It seems those Middle-easterners be they Iraqis or Lebanese don't like being attacked and bombed even when it's for their own good! I'll bet those ingrates in Iran will be complaining next.
posted by Tom  # 7/20/2006 01:32:00 PM
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Friday, July 14, 2006

A maze of twisty little tubes and pipes 


Senator Stevens (Ass-Alaska) has attracted a lot of derisive attention with his assertion that "the Internet is made of tubes". Much of this derision comes from people who are confident that "the Internet is made of pipes".
posted by Tom  # 7/14/2006 02:14:00 PM
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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Wish you were here, piper at the gates of dawn with a saucerful of secrets 


A lot of us just loved Syd Barrett and that includes all the members of Pink Floyd. They haven't always done it for each other, but they always treated their founder, Syd, with love, admiration, and respect, helping him when he had to leave the band, producing and playing backup on his solo records, guarding his royalties, and, as the Boston Herald,'s Brett Milano put it in his appreciation:
He produced no further music, but there would be one more appearance of sorts with Pink Floyd. In 1975 they recorded "Shine On, You Crazy Diamond", a song explicitly about Barrett. During the session they noticed a disheveled man sitting in the corner nodding his head; he quietly slipped out before they realized it was him. But the recording was one of the band's finest. Not everyone can receive such a grand obituary 30 years before they die.


Shine on you Crazy Diamond (part 1)

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!


Shine on you Crazy Diamond (part 2)

Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow of yesterday's triumph,
and sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
Not just this song, but the whole album is a tribute to Syd and the crushing forces (Have a cigar! Which one's pink?) of the music industry. Its title: Wish You Were Here.
posted by Tom  # 7/12/2006 02:25:00 PM
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Monday, July 03, 2006

Look out! She's got an independent newspaper! 


From Britain's Independent:
An anti-Iraq war protester was questioned by police outside Downing Street because she was reading The Independent.

Charity Sweet, 40, and a mother-of-three, was holding a copy of Thursday's edition which carried the headline: "Warning: if you read this newspaper you may be arrested under the Government's anti-terror laws."

Inside was an article reprinted from Vanity Fair magazine which ran across the first three pages of that day's issue of the newspaper. The article, by the writer Henry Porter, accused the Blair Government of a sustained erosion of civil liberties.
No erosion of civil liberties here. Move along.

Ed's note
: Thanks to the invaluable discourse.net for the pointer.
posted by Tom  # 7/03/2006 11:10:00 AM
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