“Big Lummox”: Language in the Al Gore Crazed Sex Poodle Case

So, a Portland, OR masseuse claims that in 2006, Vice-President Al Gore, groped and man-handled her in a hotel room. Yeah, whatever; fine and dandy.  The most interesting aspect, to me and apparently also to Alexandra Petri of The Washington Post, is the almost-literary quality of this case–if your literature runs toward cheap and tawdry… Continue reading “Big Lummox”: Language in the Al Gore Crazed Sex Poodle Case

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Concrete Meditation Labrynith?

Holy shit, Sally Quinn! I’m reading this profile in Vanity Fair of the ever-sweet -and-easygoing Georgetown (DC) powermeister, Sally Quinn, when this pops up: “After the firestorm, she entered the concrete meditation labyrinth her husband had built for her on their country estate in St. Mary’s County, Maryland, to think.” Wha’?  Concrete meditation labyrinth?

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In My Mind, I Will Make Them Dead Already To Soften The Inevitable

In March 2010, while listening to PBS, I heard an obituary of radio writer and producer Norman Corwin.  For years, Corwin has been one of my favorites, chiefly because of (or only) his wonderful On a Note of Triumph. On a Note of Triumph, difficult to describe, better yet heard–but I suppose I can sketch… Continue reading In My Mind, I Will Make Them Dead Already To Soften The Inevitable

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Disney’s RiverCountry Rotting in Fittingly Ballardian Way

In 1976, RiverCountry opened up at Walt Disney World in Florida.  By 2001, it had closed.  Now, it stands–rotting and decrepit in a manner that J.G. Ballard would have approved of.  These photos come from an excellent thread about River Country on Dis Boards. It was just a waterpark, although one of the first generation… Continue reading Disney’s RiverCountry Rotting in Fittingly Ballardian Way

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