Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Never mind that we never saw who was in the bear suit. Or that other religions were equally mocked. Or that it was a frikkin' cartoon.
Perhaps those atrocious acts are given a pass because, wait for it, they are committed by other Muslims.
Monday, April 26, 2010
They say you're getting old when you begin facing issues of bladder control. I would argue the same holds true when you begin facing issues of blogger control.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
There are two kinds of men in this world.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Had it not been for a little something called World War II and the self-induced premature bullet through the head, he would have been 121 years old.
But what are they really celebrating?
There's an African American sitting in the most powerful office on the planet.
And little African American girls running amok in the White House.
Plus, rising from the ashes of Auschwitz, the vermin who were not fit to share the oxygen with the Master Race, now have the nuclear weapon, not to mention a hyperbolic hold on all the world's media, banking and free masonry institutions.
Thereby guaranteeing the Jews, not the Nazis, a virtual 1000 year Reich.
In fact, his actions hastened its demise.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
A few days ago, a diplomat from Qatar was arrested after having a smoke in the bathroom and allegedly threatening to take down the airliner with a Richard Reid type shoe bomb.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Came across this on Facebook, last week.
It was painted by advertising legend Bob Kuperman. Bob is also a great former boss. I don’t use that word too often, but in this case it is warranted because Bob has what so many agency leaders lack – conviction.
I remember being holed up on the 38th floor of the Chiat offices in lower Manhattan. It was a cold March night and the planners had just returned from a focus group with some very bad news. They said our “Yellow” ABC campaign, which we were about to present to Bob Iger and his head honchos the very next day, failed miserably in groups.
People didn’t like it. Correction, people hated it. Which in retrospect, is why Kupe loved it. The campaign had a point of view.
Bob told the planners to shitcan their part of the presentation and have a muffin while we worked out the final details of the pitch. We won the account. And the trajectory of my career changed forever. I’m not sure if that kind gutsy call gets made at agencies anymore, but it should.
Back to the painting.
These two lovely ladies reminded me of the Jehovah Witnesses that knock on our doors about three times a year. I might not care for their message but I do love the messengers. They come in very large groups and slowly walk up and down our street with an unusual grace and a quiet confidence.
When they come to my door I usually point out our mezzuza and tell them, “we’re all good in the faith department.” They smile, bless my family and I, and happily go on their way as if I had signed on for the cause. There’s never any cajoling. There’s only courtesy, sugar coated with more courtesy.
That’s how I like my religious extremists.
They have conviction. And they have manners.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
When I left the house this morning I had no idea I'd be treated to a full on shot of frontal nudity. But I was. And I'm here to gloat about it.