“I sometimes joke that there are only around 15 true libertarians in America, and they all wear bow ties”—Nobel Prize dude Paul Krugman, holding forth in today’s NYT. Assuming that that’s true, one can only pity Paul’s friends, if he has any. I know a number of “true libertarians”, though probably not 15, and none…
Tag: humor
Slate’s “Best”? Are their hemispheres, you know, communicating?
I was checking out something or other on Slate, and, as has happened in the past, one of their little story-promoting boxes caught my eye. This is, apparently, their best, most popular, or (least pleasant hypothesis) most likely to appeal to Alan Vanneman: My wife’s best friend hates me I farted in front of my…
Why Chris Christie should never, ever take his jacket off
Some months ago, I suggested that New Jersey Governor Chris Christie was too fat to run for President, using the shot of him speaking before the flag as evidence. Well, that was then. This is now, and Chris is starting to look like human bowling ball, as illustrated by the shot of him with Romney….
So Not The New Yorker
Go here for the real thing. “It started out as a metaphor, but I lost control. I know it means something, but I don’t know what. Up to my ass in bills? Up to my tie bar in treatises? New York after the Smash? You tell me.” “It’s called diving for paychecks, dude, and the…
Is rape the new toilet paper?
A little background. Back in the early days of the DVD era, I rented a disc with the specials that Rodney Dangerfield did for HBO back in the eighties. After sitting through three or four hours of standup, most of it not by Rodney, I could only imagine that when comedians got together for drinks,…
Ba-da-bing! Ba-da-bing-aling-aling!
NYTimesman Michael Cieply is all over the departure of Eddie Murphy from the upcoming Oscars telecast, as a result of the departure of Murphy buddy Brett Ratner, a day after Ratner was forced out, due to Ratner’s utterance of something bitchy about gays and, apparently, some jive talk about his sex life on the Howard…
Attack of the crazed italics-loving captionist
Are italics funny? I seem to be addicted to them. Fasten your comedy seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy flight. Actual, New Yorker-approved captions here. “I am not getting all Fay Wray on your ass. I’m just afraid of heights.” “Hey, I would love a Jaguar for my birthday. But did you see that…
Cats can talk!
In fact, they can do just about anything, according to Bicycle Ben, Harrisburg’s answer to Hans Arp. But who is talking here? Not the cyclist, obviously. He’s got too much on his mind. But the cats might have something to say, and even the chick, not to mention an omniscient voice-over. See if you can…
There will always be a New York Times. But why?
Actually, I’m a big fan of the Times, and I even subscribe, but there are times when the Times descends, or perhaps plummets, to self-parody. One of those times occurred in a recent article on South Korean pop, a subject perhaps too rarely visited by Timesmen and Timesbabes. In any event, Timesman Jon Caramanica, referring…
Better never than late? I protest!
Okay, I’m a week late and a dollar short with this one. Who cares? They’re Republicans! Plus, Rick is fooling with the birther thing, Herman doesn’t know if he’s pro-choice or not and he also can’t remember how much he hates gays. So these guys are totally free game in my book. So, why did…