Monthly Archives: November 2010
New York’s Off Track Betting Corporation shuts down Friday, bankrupt. I dimly remember (1971) when this monstrosity began operations – it seemed like a bad idea then, and, it turns out, even a 17-year-old could know more than politicians. Of course, I wasn’t in on the take.
I saw retired Lieutenant (I hope that’s his rank) Tommy Keegan today and he reminded me, as I well know, that it’s Keegan, not “Keagan”. Tommy’s my only friend on the force, so I want to keep that straight, and I’ve corrected my original misspelling of two days ago. Who the hell knew that the Irish could read? (Joke Tommy, joke – my great-grandfather was Irish!)
Drunk hits not one, but two police cruisers at 3 in the morning in Byram. In my prime, I might have gotten him off for the first one, but two?
Afghanistan president freeing top Taliban fighters in exchange for bribes. Why waste another American life? We can always nuke ‘em.
National Gallery is exhibiting a daring display of an ant-covered Jesus, two brothers performing fellatio and all the other usual stuff. As Bill Quick points out, if they were all that daring, they’d substitute Mohammed for Jesus. Oh, they’re brave, these people, but not that brave.
“Words that must be said, is the theatre really dead?”