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."
