As in my tradition.
I’m going to go see the Star Wars movie.
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Martin Longman a contributing editor at the Washington Monthly. He is also the founder of Booman Tribune and Progress Pond. He has a degree in philosophy from Western Michigan University.
Merry Christmas. Excellent choice, I saw it with my kid Friday.
Have seen it twice. Teh Awesome.
i am going to see it now 🙂
And a Merry Christmas to you and your family Booman. As for a Happy New Year…Let’s just cross our fingers.
My Christmas tradition is getting sick. It was followed this year.
The political media is like the Grinch…
You’re a mean one, Mr. Pundit
You really are a heel.
You’re as cuddly as a cactus,
You’re as charming as an eel,
Mr. Blogger
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel.
You’re a monster, Mr. Journalist
Your heart’s an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders.
You’ve got garlic in your soul, Mr Media
I wouldn’t touch you with a
Thirty-nine and a half foot pole.
You’re a vile one, Mr. CNN
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile,
Mr Fox News
Given the choice between the two of you,
I’d take the seasick crocodile.
You’re a foul one, Mr. MSNBC
You’re a nasty wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
Mr Writer
The three best words that best describe you,
Are as follows, and I quote”
Stink!
Stank!
Stunk!
You’re a rotter Mr Blogger
You’re the king of sinful sots
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots
Mr Pundit
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.
You nauseate me, Mr Blgger
With a nauseous super nos
You’re a crooked jerky jockey and,
You drive a crooked horse
Mr Pundit
You’re a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!
It’s the only movie playing out here. If you wanted to see a different movie, you can’t. I will spend Christmas watching football.
And a fine tradition it is! The America’s Back 40 radio program has also held to this tradition for a while; that’s where I first discovered this great song.
The audience at this Keene show is vital for this song’s appeal. As Jackson Browne sang in “The Load Out”,
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line
And when they got up on their feet they made the show
Merry Christmas to Casa Booman.
Really enjoyed Rogue One.
You were always expected to be on at the Luft household. Little Joey can’t sing a lick. That Minnelli girl looks like she’s got something, though:
Brought to you by Contac, with the tiny time pills.
Wonderful time capsule of fall 1963, including the awful cigarette commercials(they were all over the airwaves in that period, until the feds stepped in and stopped them by the end of the decade for public health reasons).
An anecdote of that show I heard about 20 yrs ago: the show struggled to find the right format for Judy and was constantly being revamped, in addition to network interference. It was also up against Bonanza on Sunday nights, a huge top-rated show. Her show thus never took off in the ratings and was doomed to be cancelled.
She had a friend in DC, Pres Kennedy, who would often see the show and then call her to compliment and encourage the very insecure Garland. He would even occasionally ask her to sing her signature song Rainbow on the phone to him.
After his death, Judy wanted to do a tribute to him on her show, but CBS nixed it. Her conversation with a top network exec went something like this: “You’re not going to do it. In two weeks, he’ll be forgotten. Nobody will care.”
Judy did manage to sneak in one song tribute, singing The Battle Hymn of the Republic to honor her friend, which managed to make it on the air.
I’ll point out how creepy it is here to watch Judy loudly bellow out her nuance-free late career version of “Over The Rainbow” while holding her youngest children in a double headlock.
Think about the lyrics of the song, and think about what it means for your own mother to sing desperately about the need to escape to a better world. All this, broadcast on national television. Unfortunate.
Thanks for the anecdotes. Hadn’t heard that specific Kennedy/Garland story. While the President was dancing on the high wire of the Cold War, he was talking Garland through her own troubles. It places this scene in my mind:
“I’m sorry, sweetie, I didn’t mean to worry you. Everything’s fine. How was your breakfast?”