During the 60 Minutes segment with Jay Leno, Steve Croft mentioned that the first time Jay Leno got the boot was because Conan O’Brien threatened to leave NBC and go to Fox. And all this time everybody blamed the fiasco on Leno.
For the second straight month, Philadelphia Magazine has egg on its face. This time they printed a story about a marine sniper without bothering to do some basic fact-checking. Link here: blogs.phillymag.com
From the retraction:
“Earlier this week, two different readers contacted the magazine, each raising questions about the facts in a story that appears in Philadelphia magazine’s April issue, “The War Within.” The article—written by Anthony Gargano, the popular WIP radio host—tells the story of a former Marine sniper who claims to have killed scores of people during his tours of the Middle East and who now says he is haunted by what he did.”
The story’s author, Anthony Gargano, is a man I have a lot of respect for, and here is his apology:
“And so I sit here a fool, sickened that I unwittingly led the magazine, a group of caring, diligent editors, and our readers into John Boudreau’s troubled world and his web of deceit. I recklessly ran the red lights that arose while writing this story and sped past all of the basic reporting, which is heresy for a 22-year veteran of the craft. For that, I apologize. I should have seen it from a mile away, and I didn’t see it from nose to nose.”
Maybe the magazine’s trying too hard for edgy stories, I don’t know.
I wanted to give my opinions about the Catholic Church’s positions regarding homsexuality and marriage. First, I want to say that calling homosexuality evil is wrong. Murder is evil, rape is evil, fraud is evil. Consensual sex is not evil.
But I also want to say a few things about the church’s positions regarding sex and marriage. I was taught in high school by Father Handjob that the basic description of the church’s view of sex is that it is a gift from God to be enjoyed within the institution of marriage for the purpose of procreation. He endured a lot of really probing questions from the wise-ass crowd, and he told us that an impotent man cannot be married because he could not function, but a sterile man (or woman) could because, you never know, a miracle could happen. (I guess the impotent man was SOL - this was before Viagra).
He was very interesting about homosexuality. He told us that homosexual sex was no different than pre-marital or extra-marital sex. It was against the church’s values simply because it was not sex inside of marriage. PERIOD.
I think the church and its leaders are wrong to villainize homosexuals. I’m ok with its doctrine on sex and marriage. After all, your faith is your choice. You don’t have to be Catholic if you believe that the values are contrary to yours. If assholes tell people they’re going to hell, they’re wrong.
I’m hoping some hip readers stumble upon this. Once upon a time, all the way back in the 80s, a DJ at WYSP in Philadelphia would bring in some of his own stuff and play it. He called his show the Ricky Mess. I loved it. I would get home from work at midnight, get myself together and then not go to bed. It ruined my life. Not really, it was already a wreck, but I really enjoyed it. Anyway before I would fall asleep I would put a cassette in my boombox and hit record so I could listen in the morning. (Anything to avoid listening to Howard Stern - ugh) Anyway I wound up with a treasure trove of tapes and great music that I would never have heard if it weren’t for this Rick Allen. Sometimes the tape would run out before he would come back on and say the names of the songs he played. Over the years, I have been able to piece together just about everything I heard, either from him saying the name during the show, from satellite radio (it shows the title and performer - that was huge) even a couple from youtube. I had three songs left, and I stumbled across one from some RWNJ blog “Proof Positive”. But there are two songs left. My tape has long ago wandered off, but the songs are still vivid in my head. One is “The Viper Song” but performed by a guy with a very familiar voice with a band that sounds like the kind you would find on David Letterman, with a couple of solos in the middle. It ran around five minutes or so. It was a really cool version (to me, anyway). The second one is a more subdued number. If I had to guess the title, it would be “I Really Want to Turn the Whole World On”. It roughly followed the tune of an old Chicago tune “Wishing You Were Here”. If either of these sound familiar, please let me know. I would really be grateful.
After you’ve made your contribution to next year’s baby boomlet, here’s a place to ride out the rest of the storm.
I’ve got the essentials. Ice cream, beer, Double Stuffs, chips, beer.
Maybe some lizards can offer me some advice. I’ll try to keep the long story under control. I am by far the oldest student in my class, since I’m starting the whole college thing over again. In one particular class, there is a disturbing dynamic developing. Most of the students get along well, better than any previous class I’ve ever taken. One reason in particular is the knockout who sits next to me. There’s no getting around it, she’s an 11. Now I’ve found it amusing the way that all the guys in my class follow her around like puppies. One of the older students, nearly my age, who sits on the other side of my desk has really been trying hard to “seal the deal”. Really hard. I had also found it amusing how he would “shut down” when I would approach the group. It’s really obvious to everybody and it’s become the joke of the class. But at my advanced age, I’m seeing something that I find disturbing. I talk with this guy sometimes and I listen in when the group is BS’ing and he is really a misogynist. No doubt about it. Conversely, the young woman seems to be lacking the kind of filter you need to keep from spilling TMI. I guess she thinks I’m the harmless grandfatherly type and she’s told me some stuff that just blew my mind. Long story short, she has some glaring vulnerability issues. She’s in a relationship, not a red hot love affair, but one where she feels safe. She admits to getting wasted sometimes, for example. There’s some other stuff she hasn’t said but I find obvious. The other guy knows this too.
I’m convinced this guy is going to try to take advantage of her. Unfortunately the realization dawned on me too late. We just finished the final exam and everybody was scattering, and I was kind of joking about it with another student on the way out. This student told me that guy keeps taking her picture. If I were younger, I would have been much quicker on the uptake, but that’s another issue. Anyway, this is his last chance to “seal the deal”, and he knows where she’s hanging out this weekend. He tried to get her to go to The Avengers, but when she said no she told him where she was really going to be. That should have been the red flag, but I missed it. It wasn’t even subtle. I don’t know if my slowness is a good thing for me, but I’m really regretting it now.
I can just picture an acquaintance “bumping” into her at a bar. Her friends won’t be alarmed when the “acquaintance” separates her from her friends. Since she readily takes stuff, I can just imagine him giving her something.
Obviously it takes one sneaky, manipulative mean SOB to recognize another. I can honestly say that I have disappointed loved ones, but never hurt anybody. I don’t think this guy is a predator, but he’s really hung up on her, and like I said before, he doesn’t give a shit about women so I think it would be easy for him to justify doing something extreme.
So I need advice. The only contact info I have is a class email list. Not personal ones, just addresses that the school provides and I’m not sure everybody checks regularly. My options are to try to contact her directly through the school email and suggest she change her plans without too much detail on why. Or I could go into detail. Also I could try to contact another student that I know has her phone number and get her to try to change her plans. But should I do this???
I remember asking that same question over and over again before the Iraq war started. Al I ever got for it was getting called a pussy, naive, a liberal and a terrorist sympathizer. I used to say that I’ll never understand what came over America then, but it was only because I didn’t want to go there. Americans, especially the chest thumping neocons, were chickenshit. I am a Republican, have been ever since I could register. But I knew that the Republican Party of 2000 was NOT the Republican Party I joined in 1982. (Even then you could see the subtle infestation of what we would later call the wingnuts.) The problems in 2002 were that on one side you had the neocons stoking fears, but on the other side the opposition was epitomised by the loony left who offered little other than insults about Bush’s daddy, hysteria like “No blood for oil”. In the sound byte war, nobody could hold the attention long enough to argue that we needed Sadaam Hussein to keep a lid on that country. We needed Hussein to counter Iran. Pakistan was even then the most important theater in the war on terror. You couldn’t have a real debate anywhere. So after all these years, I am vindicated. whoop de dam do.