Forgive me if a march for unity leaves me cold. It should be a march for war. This is not a time for a call for unity under the guise of tolerance, but for a unity of will – a collective fortitude necessary to destroy a movement that wants to destroy us. Most people get this. The media, not so much.
I hate the news right now, because websites, TV shows, and blogs are all reporting on the Sony emails – poring over the content, sucking out the juiciest bits and spitting them our way. Accidentally, I’ll get one right in
Anyone who reads my list of favorite records knows I’m an old punk who over the years has drifted into psychedelic and acid rock, and there is no turning back for me. To me, all music should be psychedelic: if
The fourth season of “Portlandia,” the brilliant show created by Fred Armisen and Carrie Brownstein, is now available on NetFlix, and it’s better than it has ever been – systematically devastating in its portrayal of modern American malaise, pretension, and ego – and funny
As political races loom and gloom sets in among democrats, the topic of racism heats up. Race warfare is the weapon you grab when it looks really, really bad. The sad part: it works! While racism exists (everywhere), the notion
I hate self-help books, and yet I realize, when I begin a sentence with, “I hate self-help books,” it’s because I’m about to make a sharp turn with, “But this book is different.” Yes, it’s true. Sadly, I am now
Ezekiel Emanuel, a primary mastermind of Obamacare, wants you to know that he wishes to die at 75. So, PLEASE, don’t try to stop him. LET HIM GO. I KNOW… it’s hard. He’s a swell guy. In his recent pseudo-controversial article
He was all over the news, roughly a month or so ago: Kent Brantly, the doctor whocontracted Ebola in Africa. But since he’s been discharged from Emory University Hospital weeks ago–when wesaw him hugging hospital staffers and reuniting with his
For the past week or so, Russell Brand and I have been jabbing at each other on the web and TV. It all began when Brand attacked Fox News Contributor and Wall Street Journal editorial board member Jason Riley for
Make no mistake: Gene Simmons can be an irritating, egotistical asshole. But he’s a smart one. One who has made money not just for himself, but for thousands of people along his five-decade career. And he is one who speaks
There is only one person I listen to when it comes to war and the freedom it preserves and protects: Terry Schappert. Terry fought in the first Gulf War as a paratrooper, and in the Iraqi War as a Green
When I was a teen, I used to see the VHS copy of Picnic at Hanging Rock at our local version of Blockbuster, called Captain Video. I would stare at the alluring cover — featuring young girls in white dresses —
It’s Sunday morning, and I’m reading the reports on the Malaysia Airline mass murder, and it’s beyond depressing. Imagine if it were a son or a daughter, a sister or a brother, a mom or a dad–rotting in that field. And
Truckee, California. I was there to deal with some family stuff and get away from some family stuff. There I came across the taker and the risk-taker. After being away from this little town outside of Lake Tahoe for at
It’s one thing to complain about something. It’s a better thing to do something about it. David Wain, with his latest film They Came Together, did something beyond dismissing the cliches and lies that construct the typical romantic comedy. He
Publishing baron, billionaire philanthropist, best-selling author, drug addict, intellectual, Bruce Lee fan, internet renegade, rock singer, genius poet, copious wine drinker, whoring titan, and scary but lovable boss Felix Dennis died over the weekend in his home in England after a few
Rock music, at its heart, is the male brain expressing what’s necessary for pleasure. Is that sexist? Of course it is. Rock music is periodically blessed by women, when they join in, but mostly it’s the product of creatures with
Fat White Family suffers from so many self-inflicted flaws they deserve to fail, and disappear. Their name sucks, their sound is erratic, sloppy and self-consciously assholish. Reveling in degradation, glorifying deadly ideologies, stinking of puke and cocaine – they’re a
The week of the tenth anniversary of Ronald Reagan’s death brings me to my only Reagan story–one I’ve told so many times that my fingers are pretty much on auto pilot here, while my brain is thinking about the fried
I first met my mom on September 12th, 1964, in a room at Mills Hospital in San Mateo, California. I have no memory of it, but I can imagine no better person to welcome a fearful little ball of fury
In the interest of time (I’m nearly a half century old and have fewer years ahead than I’ve already swallowed up), I do my best to avoid black holes: what I call “time-suck” stories that are so murky and slippery
I rarely review movies, unless something interesting comes along and then disappears quickly, without fanfare. “Enemy” is one of those forgotten treats. It came out a few months ago, and now, it’s already on ITunes. I suggest you watch it.
1. If an interviewer asks you a question, respond thoughtfully with, “that’s a great question.” Then summarize what the topic is about, concluding with “at the end of the day, it remains to be seen what the impact will be.”
1. Turn it on, and do something else. Do the laundry, clean the apartment, write really bad poetry, watch another show on a competing laptop. The point: if watching the Oscars is the only activity performed while watching the Oscars,
I never get around to seeing movies because I rarely get around to doing anything. This is an important point–as a man with no hobbies and a knack for leaving things unfinished–it’s a big deal for me to finally catch
