Archive for May 2012

Pissing away tomorrow

There you go–again–Mitt. Grousing on the op-ed page of the Chicago Tribune that, golly gee, so few of our NATO posse want to spend at least 2% of their budget on the military, i.e. welfare for the military industrial purveyors of death and destruction, or as I think of it “Billions for Boeing” . Silly Europeans,... Read more »

Ethics, Murdoch and Me

In the dark ages of the late 1960s, I was required to take an ethics in journalism course to fulfill my journalism degree at the not-so-challenging University of Georgia. Required. Although it wasn’t much of a course, I took to heart what it espoused: copyright law, honesty in reporting and not fudging on a story.... Read more »

For Sale: Synagogue Temple Israel (Miami)

When a synagogue is for sale to the highest paying member, it proves the point. The so-called religious houses of worship are in the business of selling this product called salvation; therefore, all should be taxed like any other businesses. In a recent article Temple Israel rescinded a speaking offer to Rep. Debbie Wasserman Schultz because one... Read more »
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The Stand-up Comic as Artist

Roy Lichtenstein. His name evokes different things to different people. He is a papa of POP art, that smack-you-up-the-side-of-the-head art that came onto the scene in the 1960s. When Andy Warhol celebrity images and Peter Max scarves were en vogue. When the tongue-in-cheek adult comic book “Batman” was on the tube for adults, complete with... Read more »

Trib Posts Record Profits

What a headline! The Chicago Tribune posts RECORD profits!! Didn’t see it, neither did I. And now I know, you never will. All I tried to do was put the hard copy subscription of my Chicago Tribune on hold, for about 40 days. Hadn’t www.nytimes.com let me put my New York Times hard copy subscription on hold?... Read more »

Civil Rights for All

Don’t hide your hatred of others marrying behind the veil of your religion.  I’m not buying what you are selling, that your being selective of who are offered equal protection under the law, doesn’t make you a bigot. Or ignorant. Or a cretin. Or prejudiced. Yes it does. Get your noses out of whatever pastiche... Read more »
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Why I shop on Amazon

Elementary my dear reader, because I can find what I want to buy. There is nothing like standing in the middle of the Dominick’s grocery store in the South Loop–empty handed. Can’t find dried chick peas. I go to the Customer Service Department to ask, ah…where are the dried chick peas?  A manager walks with me... Read more »

The Memory of Hatred

On a recent Thursday night, we were lucky enough to attend a “Meet the Dancer” talk at the Joffrey Ballet. To my question of how do you remember the choreography, the dancer had a simple answer. “Muscle memory. Weeks, even years later, when I hear the music, my body remembers what to do.” The next... Read more »

Mad Men Republicans

Snap my pointed cotton bra and girdle my loins in a garter belt, the Mad Men Republicans are at it again. For all I can believe is it must be the 1950s again, given Mad Men Republicans are running about like Chicken Little Rep. Allen West of Florida crying, “the Commies are coming“. The 21st... Read more »
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