On Sea Orgs And The Moral Ambiguity Of Politicians

Some good stuff out of the Daily Beast recently, including a piece on how Scientology’s wall may be cracking and another Meagan McCain piece that finds me – frustratingly but yet again – in agreement.

My favorite part of the Scientology article highlighted the special white glove treatment Tom Cruise receives when he’s prancing around one of the cult’s fancy compounds.  The below excerpt highlights how Cruise’s interactions are often limited to the most powerful member of the group, David Miscavige, who is chairman of the board of the Religious Technology Center.

…only Miscavige was permitted to speak to Cruise when he visited the facility. When a gardener spoke to the star once, the affidavit said, it caused ‘a major flap.’

On the McCain piece, I agree totally with her assertion that politicans’ sexual escapades should have little bearing on the public’s perception of the offender’s abilities.  In my view, the ability to execute their professional duties doesn’t come into question in most of these situations and thus should not be public fodder.  And, by the way, such trysts are standard practice pretty much everywhere else in the world, just as they were in America back in the days of JFK and Marilyn Monroe.  And let’s not fool ourselves into thinking that politicians are any better than the average American whenit comes to morality.  They most certainly are not.  So enough with the shock and horror at these discoveries, America.  Suck it up and deal with it because it’s a reality whose scope is much greater than we care to admit.  I’m not condoning their actions, of course.  I’m just sayin’.  What people do with their personal lives is just that – personal.  However, the hypocrisy she cites is the critical issue here, and she’s right to wag her finger at the shenanigans of politicians who claim moral superiority one day only to find themselves weeping at a podium with their dejected wives by their side the very next one.  But her call for compassion and understanding is off the mark.  That’s not what these forlorn politicians need.  Rather, they need privacy.  And let’s just leave it at that.

Chuckles

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As I read a story on CNNSi today about how Tennessee scored a commitment from a 13-year old football player (!), I couldn’t help but chuckle at the photo above.  Check out the dude in the grey hoodie behind Lane Kiffin.  That’s good stuff.

Holy Shish Kabob!

The NY Post reports today that American Idol’s Simon Cowell is currently renegotiating his contract with Fox.  His current contract – which pays a whopping $36 million per year – is due to expire soon.  And Simon wants to up the ante.  By how much, you ask?  Oh, just by a hundo or so.  That’s all.  Yep, Simon is about to ink an extension that will pay him upwards of $144 million per year to retain his seat on the judges panel.  Yet another reminder that I’m in the wrong business, a reality made more striking by the fact that I’m in agreement with Simon’s observations roughly 95% of the time.  This can only mean that I too should be getting paid that amount to judge a talent show.  Right?

Meanwhile, the average American household is saddled with roughly $9000 in credit card debt.  Tootles!

Strange Days

Weird things afoot these days.  First, a revolution of sorts breaks out in Iran, which we are only allowed to follow with Tweets.  In the midst of it all, Obama again finds himself unable to please:  blasted by neocons for not being interventionist enough (totally counter to true conservative philosophy) and blasted by the Iranian leadership as being just like Bush.  Ah, to be President.

Meanwhile, the U.S. men’s national soccer team put together a string of solid performances to shock the world with victories over Egypt (3-0) and Spain (2-0) in the Confederation’s Cup.  Most shocking, of course, was the latter victory, which snapped a 35-game unbeaten streak for the world’s #1-ranked team.  Now the U.S. moves on to face Brazil in Sunday’s final.  As a believer in mean reversion, I predict a thrashing to again be handed down by the Brazilians.  And Michael Bradley, sitting yet again for a red card, will somehow manage to receive another such card, likely by going cleats-up on Robinho during pre-game warm-ups.

Back here at home, two more Republican leaders – John Ensign and Mark Sanford – fall victim to the “conservative mind, liberal penis” disorder cleverly identified by Jon Stewart.

And then we lose two of the most iconic entertainers/performers in recent history – Farah Fawcett and Michael Jackson – within hours of each other.   Which leads us to the inappropriate joke of the month (forwarded to me this morning by a friend):

Farah Fawcett goes up to heaven where god grants her one wish.  She answers that she wishes for all children to live safely on earth.  God thinks about this, then sets out to grant her wish by killing Michael Jackson.

Zing!

Conflicted

French president Nikolas Sarkozy recently declared that the burka is not welcome in France.  And the country’s National Assembly is contemplating whether to officially ban the garment entirely.  This has me – the lover of freedom and the hater of heavy-handed (and ignorant) religious dogma – totally conflicted.  On the one hand, I view this as a gross violation of individual rights.  One should be free to wear whatever he or she wants.  And I’m certainly no fan of government rules, particularly ones that go so far as to dictate wardrobe.  However, on the other hand, I find religious orthodoxy to be laughable in most respects.  In particular, oppressive restrictions placed on the behavior of individuals located low on the religious pecking order are even more disgusting, and the treatment of women in conservative Islam is despicable in virtually every respect.  And those burkas are just ridiculous.  I mean, seriously folks.  What the F?

Perhaps I’ll find time to noodle this today while daydreaming in class.

This Day In Slate

Some good stuff today from Slate magazine, including:

  • A look at Japan’s fixation with crummy American food imports (McDonald’s, TGI Fridays, Wendy’s, etc.).
  • An announcement that Steven Soderbergh’s film adaptation of Michael Lewis’ Moneyball may not get made (doh!).
  • Christopher Hitchens bringing his sharp and informed insight to the Iran discussion (though I disagree with at least part of his premise, the one encouraging Obama to be more vocal, which I believe would play nicely into the hands of the Iranian dictators).

Slice Of Awesome

Lost amid all the hoopla surrounding Susan Boyle during this season’s Britain’s Got Talent was the dance act Diversity, which went on to spring the upset of Boyle in the finale.  I’m no dance fan by any stretch, but I gotta give it up for these guys.  Pretty cool stuff.

A Question Of Deflection

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Over the past couple weeks, I’ve had several occassions to watch the U.S. men’s national soccer team in action, both on television and live in person.  As I’ve made clear in earlier posts, the quality of play is terrible in virtually every respect.  And, surpisingly, our goaltending has been equally as bad, which has historically been a position of strength for us (not sure why, but the U.S. is quite good at churning out high-quality goalkeepers that go on to have very solid careers overseas).  Most bothersome is the fact that our current tender, Tim Howard, has put together a string of uninspiring performances.  Quite naturally, I’ve had high hopes for Howard ever since he was signed away from the Metrostars by Manchester United several years back (he now plays for Everton).  However, his performance against Costa Rica, Honduras, Italy, and Brazil in recent matches leaves much to be desired.  Giving up an average of 2.5 goals per game during that stretch, the guy has been routinely beat by shots coming from 20-30 yards out.  Of course, this is unavoidable at times, particularly when on the receiving end of a rocket from the foot of the Ronaldos of the world.  But some of these shots were, in my estimation, stoppable in the event the goalie were on his game, which doesn’t appear to be the case for Howard.  And what I find most perplexing is the tendency of Howard - and most goalies, for that matter – to get up and yell at his defenders immediately upon surrendering a goal.  Never mind that the shot came from a significant distance and wasn’t necessarily the result of weak defending in front of the mouth of the goal.  Rather, it was clearly a matter of Howard simply being beat, yet he insists on putting the blame squarely on the shoulders of his teammates.  This is lame, theatrical and selfish.  Unfortunately, Howard appears much more capable of deflecting blame than deflecting shots these days.

A Disappointing Turn

Though it’s always nice to be home with friends and family, we’ve suffered several unfortunate side effects amidst all of our recent traveling.  Included among them are the usual culprits: annoyances that come with hotel life (living out of a suitcase, cramped living quarters, redonkulously expensive water, no reasonably affordable access to laundry, etc.); missing our dog and friends back in Tokyo; and dealing with ballooning credit card bills on account of what I’ve come to call “domestic spending” (i.e. buying all the things that are impossible to find in Tokyo, which for us is basically everything). 

Another drawback of life on the road is the fact that we haven’t been able to keep up with our regularly scheduled television programming.  (Nor have I kept up with this blog, for that matter.  Apologies for that.  I’ll get better, I promise. ) Luckily, though, I managed to catch parts of Real Time last night, during which time a suspicion of mine was confirmed: my initial – and quite favorable - impression of Meagan McCain was a bit off the mark.  After what appeared an impressive start as a Daily Beast contributor, she recently wrote a silly piece about how fun it is to shoot guns, which I lamented in an earlier post.  And then she appeared on last night’s show opposite Bill Maher, Paul Begala, Joe Stein and some other woman whose name I can’t remember.  Granted, she was outgunned by a factor of four in the liberals versus conservatives department, so the deck was meaningfully stacked against her, even with Maher’s very obvious attempts to make her feel comfortable.  However, instead of putting up a cogent and respectable defense of her party and, more importantly, herself, McCain displayed a shocking lack of maturity and thoughtfulness.  When pressed by the much more polished and capable Begala, McCain shrinked into a mental fetal position, responding with playground comebacks (“well, you obviously know everything…I’m just the blonde at the table…”) that were completely devoid of substance or panache.  For those curious, check the clip below for the evidence.   

Photos Of The Day

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This photo shows Iranian soccer players – in a World Cup qualifying match against South Korea – wearing green wristbands in a show of solidarity with their countrymen and women protesting Iran’s recent election.  Unfortunately, the players came out after halftime sans wristbands so as to avoid any “misunderstanding”.  My guess is team officials received a rather stern phone call from home and so took corrective action at the break.  Meanwhile, peaceful protests continue across Iran despite increasing threats from the authorities.

Let’s stop now and appreciate the unsettling dichotomy that exists between: 1) the protests sparked by a fake democracy having its charade put on full display by a vibrant and insistent populace (Iran); and 2) riots taking the form of fights, burning cars, and gratuitous destruction of private/public property to “celebrate” an NBA championship (Los Angeles).

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How depressing…

Slice Of Awesome

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This Day In Sports

Two signs from the sporting world that the apocalypse is upon us.  First, all day today the ESPN ticker ran a note that a Minnesota Vikings trainer gave Brett Favre advice on how to rehab his surgically-repaired shoulder.  There are two reasons why I find this strange/sad: 1) Favre appears likely to return to the gridiron this year when the guy should’ve hung ‘em up years ago; and 2) The trainer giving Favre advice is newsworthy?  Really?  

The second sign is that the U.S. men’s soccer team lost 3-1 to Italy today in the opening round of the Confederations Cup in South Africa.  That the Americans lost is no surprise.  As Alexi Lalas put it in a post-game wrap, the Americans are minnows compared to the Italians.  And the U.S. performed true to form today – wholly outmatched in every respect and getting their only goal via a penalty kick.  What is worth noting is that two of the Italian goals (quite nice ones at that) came by way of one Giuseppe Rossi, who was born and bred in New Jersey to Italian immigrant parents.  Given the choice to play for Italy or his adopted homeland, he chose the Azzurri, and we’re the poorer for it.  Here we have exactly the type of talent that the U.S. so sorely lacks, and the dude up and leaves for greener pastures.  Just our luck.

Lawsuit U.S.A.

You know things are bad when a company is forced to dedicate an entire commercial to outlining the risks associated with its drug.

Hacking Tony Romo

Though it pains my heart, this is a great prank.  Apparently, some Redskin fans hacked into Romo’s Facebook page and had some fun.  Well done, you dirty bastards.  Well done.  Click on the screen grab below for a bigger version.

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Quick Hits

1.  Last night, as I laid in bed icing my ankles (more on that in a later post) and waited for the novacane to wear off from a visit to the dentist, I finally got a chance to watch I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here.  The show takes place in the jungles of Costa Rica and this year’s cast includes two Baldwin brothers (Stephen and Daniel), Lou Diamond Phillips, Patti Blagojevich (the infamous Blago’s wife), Sanjaya Malakar, Torrie Wilson, John Salley, Holly Montag (who I presume replaced her sick sister), and Janice Dickinson.  There doesn’t seem to be much of a point to the show, which isn’t necessarily a revelation when it comes to reality TV, I know.  Nonetheless, I have a couple of observations.  First, Torrie Wilson is hot…and nice…and athletic.  A trifecta of hotness!  Second, in addition to being crazy religious, Stephen Baldwin is quite the chunkster.  And he’s all inked up in a not so cool way.  My favorite tat is the one that lamely says “Believe” across his upper back, just below the neck.  Still, I kinda like the guy.  And his brother, Daniel.  Maybe it’s a reflection of my love for their other brother, Alec.  Third, despite her sniping on those Blago tapes, Patti seems to be a perfectly nice and lovely person.  Of course, I’m sure she received marching orders along those lines when she came out for the show.  Let’s be honest here – her appearance is as much a public relations one than anything else.  Still, she comes off well.  Fourth, Lou Diamond also comes off well.  As the leader, I suppose he is charged with being the adult of the group.  But he genuinely seems like a nice and thoughtful guy.  He reminds me a lot of my buddy Pablito back in Tokyo, a comparison anyone should be honored to receive.  And finally, there’s Janice Dickinson.  This woman is evil incarnate.  In addition to just looking downright gross, she pulls off some totally shameless acts.  She pees in the camp and pleads ignorance.  She steals food, acts dumb when it comes up missing, and continues to take her share of the now more limited supply, a condition she herself helped create.  Apparently, she’s oblivious to the fact that cameras are everywhere.  Or she’s just dumb.  She eats with her mouth wide open and smacks with the best of them (a HUGE pet peeve of mine).  And all she does the entire time is pout, bitch and cry.  She’s the absolute worst.  I cannot imagine how this show will do her or her career any good.  What a shameful display.

2.  In the “what recession?” category, Real Madrid is reviving the Galacticos strategy in its neverending pursuit of world football domination.  In less than a week, the club signed two of the world’s best footballers – Kaka and Cristiano Ronaldo – for a whopping total of $228 million worth of transfer fees.  Yes, Real just paid roughly a quarter of a billion dollars for the rights to just two players.  For perspective, the payroll for the entire Yankees roster this year is $201 million.  Granted, Kaka and Ronaldo are total studs.  But, wow, that’s some serious scratch.

3.  Speaking of soccer, I attended the U.S. – Costa Rica World Cup qualifier match at Soldier Field on Saturday.  After their horrific display at Costa Rica earlier in the week (where we lost 3-1), I wasn’t expecting much from our boys.  And, sure enough, that’s what we got.  Though the Americans managed to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat – by a score of 2-1 – we made the feat much more difficult than it needed to be.  Put simply – our squad can only be described as mediocre at best.  We have no creativity coming out of the midfield, our best strikers either ride the pine for second division teams in Europe (e.g. Jozy Altidore) or are good players in a bottom-tier league (e.g. Landon Donovan in MLS), and we are, technically speaking, a very bad team.  What I mean by that last statement is most of our possessions are negative ones; that is, our first touches are terrible (bad traps, etc.), our passes are often intercepted – or sent into space and then intercepted – and our first inclination when on the ball is to make a defensive – rather than penetrating – pass (i.e. we pass the ball backwards).  Outside of maybe Adu and Dempsey, we don’t have a single player capable of attacking a defender one-on-one.  DeMarcus Beasley looks lost.  Conor Casey might be the slowest player I’ve ever seen (and I can’t remember ever seeing the guy score a goal).  And Landon Donovan, as I’ve said before, is the most overrated player in our national team program.  He’s the soccer equivalent of Adam Morrison, a great college player who just couldn’t cut it in the big leagues.  Just as Morrison shined at Gonzaga and flopped in the NBA, Donovan shines in the MLS and flops against legitimate international talent.

4.  So I’ve watched a fair amount of this year’s NBA Finals.  Having no stake or interest in the outcome, I’m consuming this sporting product purely on the basis of being a fan of all things sport.  I despise Kobe Bryant and Pau Gasol, two of the game’s most selfish players, so I’m certainly not pulling for them.  Though admittedly a very good player, Bryant gets all his points because the dude is more trigger-happy than Dick Cheney on a goosehunt, and Gasol brings the practice of football flopping and incessant complaining to the refs found on soccer pitches throughout the world to the basketball court (to be expected of a European, I guess).  Meanwhile, Orlando just doesn’t do much for me, so I could really care less what happens to them.  Their offense is wholely uninspiring and predictable, and most of their players are choking on the big stage.  Each time down the court, they try to feed Dwight Howard in the post, whose limited offensive skill set is easily swallowed up by a Laker double team (I agree with Bill Simmons that Howard is the worst great player in the league).  Howard then pops the ball back out where the Magic try to swing it to someone with an open look at a three.  Ideally, that person would be Hedo Turkoglu, since he appears the only one capable of making a shot (outside of the occassional run by Rashard Lewis or Rafaer Alston, both of whom have either committed egregious errors or disappeared entirely for most of this series).  And something about Orlando coach Steve van Gundy bothers me.  Maybe it’s because he looks like he should be a foot soldier for Tony Soprano.  Or because when he’s mic’d up I hear him giving very obvious instructions that fall well short of inspirational and/or strategic insight, which makes me angry that I’m not an NBA coach being paid millions of dollars per year to massage egos and cite the obvious (e.g. “let’s keep the intensity up and play our game….we need to score!”).

5.  Is it just me or is Shepherd Smith a beacon of reason and cool rationality over at Fox News?

From The Wisdom Vault

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An oldie but goodie:

Well you see, Norm, it’s like this . .. . A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells.. Now, as we know, excessive intake of alcohol kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. And that, Norm, is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.

Slice Of Awesome

Bret Michaels gets owned by a stage prop at the Tony Awards.  Result?  A broken nose and a fat lip.  Doh!

Nurse Jackie

Edie Falco has a new show starting on Showtime this week called Nurse Jackie.  I don’t know much about the show and thusly have nothing in the way of expectations; however, Falco is a very good actress and Showtime has put together a solid string of shows in recent years that make great use of the anti-hero (Dexter, Weeds, Californication), so I guess the default setting should be an optimistic one.

But the catalyst for this post really has nothing to do with the content of the show itself.  Rather, my reason for opining relates specifically to one of the show’s marketing posters, which is pictured below.

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At first glance, the poster would appear a perfectly fine and appropriate attempt at advertising.  But there is one little detail with which I take issue.  Specifically, it’s the way Falco is “holding” the syringe.  Obviously, there is no actual holding taking place at all.  Rather, she’s making a fist and the syringe has been magically inserted by graphic artists.  How do we know this?  For one, the syringe is located directly behind her ring finger, which means there exists no form of support for the object unless it is taped to her knuckle.  Not a common way of holding a syringe, I’d imagine.  Second, the common grasp finds the syringe situated between the pointer and middle fingers.  I couldn’t imagine why anyone would choose to hold a syringe between their middle and ring fingers.  It’s simply an unnatural hold.

This all means we can only conclude that Falco isn’t actually holding a syringe at all, a lame oversight for a new show’s primary marketing poster.  My guess, however, is that this isn’t an oversight after all, and is more a compromise struck to make room for the “life is full of little pricks” blurb.  The creators are obviously sacrificing form for function here and are assuming that the observant public isn’t all that observant in the first place.  But I’m a stickler for detail.  And I find the syringe placement annoying.

Forgive me the random and highly immaterial rant.  As you should know by now, I’m all about details, so I couldn’t let this one slide.  I will now retreat back to the land of the living where I’ll ponder matters of actual importance.  Or maybe not….

Quote Of The Day

From my man Scooter, on life and other matters of importance:

It’s better to break even than to lose.

Earth-shattering insight from one of the Jayhawk state’s finest.

Quick Hits

1.  My Meghan McCain fan van hit a speed bump with a recent piece of hers in which she – among other things – celebrates the wonderful stress-reducing qualities of firing handguns.  I, for one, prefer to throw hand grenades when I get stressed out.  But that’s just me.

2. Believe it or not, Fox News is capable of checking its socially conservative agenda at the door.  For example, the network has a late night show called Red Eye that brazenly pushes the envelope.  And it’s fantastic.  The show is hosted by Greg Gutfeld, who is a highly energetic and sarcastic guy who puts a fun spin on politics and other random topics of his choice.  He usually hosts a couple of people who sit around and discuss various issues of the day in a fun, sharp way that is characterized by witty banter and funny takedowns.  I’m watching a rerun now and they just mentioned how Nancy Pelosi looks like her skull is trying to escape her face.  Ha!  I particularly enjoy Gutfeld, who was formerly the editor for Maxim UK.  He says things like “this next story has a black belt in being awesome” and “[guest female host] is so hot, if I had an egg, I’d fry it on her face” and “[guest comedian] is so funny, if he were a belt, I’d loosen him after a big meal”.  This show is really good stuff that I highly recommend.  If my blog were a TV show, it would closely resemble this.  

3.  So I’m stateside at the moment and will be for the next month or so.  On our flight over, I was pleasantly surprised to find a United flight crew that was – dare I say? – good.  Having grown spoiled by the ridiculously high level of service found throughout Asia (particularly in Japan), I’ve come to lament the overall quality of service found here in the U.S.  However, our flight attendant crew on the way over was great; they were very professional and jovial people who seemed genuinely happy with their jobs.  This was a far cry from the usual cliche applied to the long-haul flights of U.S. carriers – grumpy old women who make it clear they’d much rather be elsewhere.  Of course, reality was checked shortly upon arrival when we picked up our rental car.  Not knowing the standard procedure, I attempted to exit the car at the checkout to point out some dents in the vehicle that I didn’t want assigned to me when I returned the car.  The attendant seeing us out couldn’t have been more miserable and disinterested in us or her job.  And, adding to the American cliche, she was fairly obese.  As I exited the car to explain the situation, she rolled her eyes and mumbled some standard, well-rehearsed response for people who didn’t know that the car’s dents are itemized on a sheet in the glove box.  And to be honest, I literally didn’t understand a word she said, which I informed her in a mixed state of jetlag and confusion (this elicited a loud giggle from Lizzi, who was enjoying the exchange from the safe distance of the passenger seat).  Welcome home!  

4.  Speaking of the flight over, I watched the movie Taken, which stars Liam Neeson.  Generally a fan of said actor, I thought this movie was atrocious.  Brutal acting (particularly the daughter, played by Maggie Grace) and a laughably outrageous script combined to form one of the worst movies I’ve seen in a long while.  It was so over-the-top unbelievable that I found myself laughing out loud at points, which is a commonplace occurrence when I watch shows like 24, something with which the movie has apparently been compared.  No surprise there.

5.  Sadly, my first day in Chicago found me lying in bed nursing a nasty cold (I’m still waiting for my ears to pop from the flight over).  In between naps and nose-blows, I got to revisit a long-missed American pastime – channel-surfing.  Doing so today reminded me of how hit-and-miss such an exercise can be.  On the one hand, it’s great to have such easy access to ESPN, Fox, The History Channel, MSNBC and HBO.  On the other hand, we have some really, really bad TV here.  As evidence, consider the daytime talk shows Maury and The Jerry Springer Show.  Both follow a similar format, though Maury is a watered-down version of the two: find an outrageous story perpetrated by the folks representing the armpit of America then put them on the stage so they can fight it out with each other and the audience.  Haven’t we already seen these stories played out time and time again?  Things are so predictable that the luster of the show should’ve been lost years ago.  Instead, millions of Americans tune in daily to see America at its worst.  It’s embarrassing how popular these programs have become.  What a disappointment that shows like Arrested Development flounder after a couple seasons while Springer works closer to its 3500th episode.  Just shameful.  

I also watched the final third of the movie Never Been Kissed.  Lured in by a cast that included Drew Barrymore, John C. Reilly, Molly Shannon, James Franco, David Arquette and Jessica Alba, I gave the movie a shot.  And wow, what a mistake.  Terrible is too kind a word for this one.  If it were designed to be a spoof of those woulda-coulda-shoulda romantic comedies that are so highly unoriginal and predictable, then this movie would register an unmitigated success.  Unfortunately, it appears that is not the case and this movie is indeed a serious attempt at romantic humor.  Just horrific in every respect.  And quite possibly one of the cheesiest endings I’ve ever seen.  Surprisingly, the movie actually got decent reviews from some credible outlets, which boggles my mind.  Luckily, I found one review that got it spot on: The Washington Post called it “predictable, slightly painful and embarrassing as all get-out.”  I couldn’t agree more.  And one more thing.  David Arquette, for whatever reason, ranks as one of my least favorite actors alive.  Something about him just annoys the hell out of me.   

6.  I’m disappointed that Ed Schultz has his own show on MSNBC.  What bothers me isn’t necessarily the content, though I do take issue with his obvious liberal bias (to go along with Olbermann and Maddow) and the fact that he’s such a fan of unions.  Rather, I’m perturbed by the show’s title – The Ed Show.  If anyone should have a show by that name, it should be me.

The Peril Of “Buy American”

I usually go to the WSJ for sound economic analysis, as slanted as that publication may be.  But, lo and behold, it appears the folks over at the NY Times have managed to come down on the right side of the “buy American” issue.

But as states and municipalities start spending stimulus money, the idea is starting to look as counterproductive as it should have looked from the beginning. It is sparking conflict with American allies and, rather than supporting employment at home, the “Buy American” effort could ultimately cost American jobs.

Of course, anyone with a modicum of economic schooling could see how little sense the provision made from a competitiveness perspective.  Indeed, this was a shameful political ploy of the highest order, as myopic and self-centered politicians looked to curry favor with their constituencies by appearing to protect their livelihoods.  Instead, it provided yet further evidence of how near-sighted – and ignorant – politicians can be.  And how screwed we are if unions continue to grow in influence while the government strengthens its grip on the American economy.

The Young Cons

Apparently, these guys are serious.  I love it.

Stay Tuned

My apologies for the break in action on this here blog.  We’re on the road at the moment so my blog posts will be sporadic for the next few days.  Stay tuned for more fun in the very near future, including a rundown for our Oxfam hike (pics of which can be seen on the strip to the right).

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