Satirist Craig Brown of the Daily Mail has it for you:
A new biography of the film star Warren Beatty claims that he has been to bed with 12,775 women. The author adds, usefully, that the figure ‘does not include daytime quickies, drive-bys, casual gropings, stolen kisses and so on’
Thank goodness. Wait: “drive-bys?” How does that … never mind.
As Heather MacDonald notes in her piece in the Wall Street Journal, the recession of 2008-09 has undercut one of the most destructive social theories that came out of the 1960s: that the root cause of crime is poverty and social injustice
This is a joke, right? Some kind of hoax? Did a hacker get into their system and post a fake story? This can’t be real. Oh, wait, it’s France. Never mind.
I had never heard of Casey Johnson, the heiress to the Johnson & Johnson fortune (nice that we can still say “heiress” without being considered sexist — would be a shame to lose that word like we lost “sculptress” and might some day lose “actress”). I don’t know why Johnson ‘s death at 30, untimely though it is, would be reported in the entertainment section of cnn.com. Was she an entertainer? I don’t recall being entertained by her. According to the article, she was engaged to a woman named Tila Tequila, someone who is apparently famous for being Tila Tequila. Maybe that made Johnson an entertainer. [Read more →]
“The universe,” the poet Muriel Rukeyser wrote, “is made of stories, not of atoms.” This seems eminently sound to me. After all, what exactly do atoms amount to?
In The Nature of the Physical World, Sir Arthur Eddington notes that if you imagine the nucleus of an atom to be a grain of sand suspended halfway between the floor and the apex of the dome of St. Peter’s Basilica in Rome, the orbit of the electrons would be circumscribed by the curve of the dome itself. In other words, the distance between the nucleus and the electrons is astronomical. A creature standing on the nucleus would likely be unable to see the electrons spinning about. [Read more →]
Ladies and gents, it seems like it’s time for a little peaceful civil disobedience. Many thousands, maybe many hundreds of thousands, gathered in DC to protest health care and Obama’s plan to ruin America last September, and their voice is being ignored by Congress. The polls, which show that the majority of Americans are against the health care bill, are also being ignored as the Democrats bribe, lie, and change their precious bill in an attempt to get something, anything, passed to give them the opening they need to take control of the American health care system.
I don’t know how many of you caught this piece of horrible news for the ladies in the audience, but scientists have found that there is no evidence of the mythical “G-Spot” in women.
I am going to start this week’s column by saying that I am going to hold off on writing about the Mike Leach/Texas Tech story. First, the amount of coverage of this story is way over the top at this point. Also, I am still unsure where I stand on the whole thing. I will wait for more actual details on both sides before weighing in. [Read more →]
10. Car Crash on 34th Street
9. So You Think You Can Gift Wrap
8. Bob Dylan’s Hanukkah/Christmas Special
7. Bernie Madoff’s New Year’s Rockin’ Prison Eve
6. Rudolph the Downsized Reindeer
5. I Saw Adam Lambert Kissing Santa Claus
4. When Reindeer Attack
3. Drape Some Tinsel on This, Charlie Brown!
2. The Grinch Who Robbed Parking Meters
1. Don Knotts’s It’s A Wonderful Fife
Bob Sullivan’s Top Ten Everything appears every Monday.
2010 has just begun, but already we have a contender for parent of the year: Brittany Biers.
A 22-year-old mother is in jail after her 5-year-old daughter was accidentally shot in the foot with a loaded AK-47 found under a sofa.
Huntington Police Sgt. J. Williams says the girl was treated Thursday night and released. He said the girl and her 2-year-old sibling found the military style weapon under the family room sofa.
Silly woman. Everyone knows that you’re supposed to keep your AK-47 under your bed, not the family room sofa.
Early in the morning a police car sped through our nation’s capital with its sirens blaring. A casual observer might’ve believed that it was in pursuit of some local miscreant; that is, until this observer could see that a car was actually pursuing it — a dark sedan, from which men were shooting intermittently. [Read more →]
It’s a contentious time in America. Between fighting over health care, over terrorists and TSA regulations, and dealing with standard-issue holiday stress, we all seem to be teetering on our last nerves. So for my debut column at When Falls the Coliseum, I’ve decided to start 2010 on an uncontroversial note and champion a cause we all can get behind. [Read more →]
I’ve been waiting months for Public Enemies to come out on DVD.
Reason number one: I love Johnny Depp.
Reason number 2: I love guns.
The movie was just OK, as I expected from the mixed reviews I’d read. The plot was a little anticlimactic, and the love story lacked the romance novel passion I had hoped for. But the guns, both Johnny Depp’s flesh ones, and the black, shiny, metallic ones, were all I could have hoped for and more.
And it got me thinking about parallel circumstances. [Read more →]
It was during the first hour of 2010 that I resolved to visit my friend Monty Gelstein in the hospital as often as possible. He won’t know I’m there, but I will. And hopefully that good karma will assuage the guilt I feel for putting him there in the first place. I’d never administered electroshock therapy and should have practiced a bit before treating my best friend. [Read more →]
Enjoying my last couple days of leisure before the campus re-opens for the spring, and I am once again required to behave with a degree of activity, responsibility and punctuality that has been noticeably – and deliberately, happily - absent the last couple of weeks. I could be knocking off one more book from my ‘must-read’ list, taking in one more film at the local cineplex, or scratching one or two more items off that ‘honey-do’ list on the fridge … or I could be spending a LOT more time in front of the tee-vee.
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Here is my hastily put-together “Best Albums of the Decade” list. Some of the selections are favorites that I’ve listened to with OCD-style frequency. Others are fairly new discoveries but are unique and interesting enough to warrant inclusion. The “honorable mention” list consists of recent additions to my playlist that are still in the “getting to know you” stage. They hold high promise.
