Sunday Papers

Reading I urge upon you whilst worshipping upon the sacred altar of the McLaughlin Group, bacon and eggs close at hand:

• New York Times editor Bill Keller fisks Jeff Jarvis big-time (and with some style and humor) and Jeff - to his infinite credit - reports the entire thing.
• I read Bill Gallo's short memoir of Iwo Jima in yesterday's News, and then I read Gilliard's more epic post, which includes the Gallo piece. Sixty years ago, Americans landed in Hell. This tale never pales.
• My old buddy Pamela Parker comes out, but her pregnant pause has not yet begun. Cheers! (Hey Alan, give her a big raise - she's the best).
• I agree entirely with Daniel Henninger's screed in the WSJ - namely that Modernism and Post-Moderism represent pre-Tsunami art criticism and categorization. (OK, he said pre-9/11 but mine is the liberal view).
• Joanne Wilson complained about eBay and PayPal driving her batty and Meg Whitman, CEO, responded on her blog. Now that's clout.
• Chervokas nails the vital role in rock of the Basement Tapes as he continues some of the most incisive (and under-employed) music criticism in the blogosphere. (And yeah, Dylan is coming to the Beacon, folks).
• Mannion cleverly writes about how to get blog traffic as he takes on Google's formulas. To wit: Scarlett Johansson naked, Scarlett Johansson naked, Scarlett Johansson naked, Scarlett Johansson naked.
• Jim Wolcott flays the flesh from the bones of newbie conservative film critic Michael Medved: "quit pretending that Hollywood is 'out of touch' with the audience, when it is you and your mustache who no speaka their language."

Comments

[Lance Mannion]

You don't fool me, Watson. I know what you're up to. Pretending to be all nice and friendly and generous, giving me a shout out. Ha! Jack Shannon's pulling the same thing. You're both just trying to fix it so that when Scarlett Googles herself she'll find your sites before she finds mine!

Back off, buster. She's mine!