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22 November 2009

Weekend Reading Roundup (No Photo Till the End/Cusp of Online Respite Edition)

Considering that this is the last post I plan till the post-Turkey-Day week (I may throw some factoids up via text bloggering, or throw a couple Divorce Court posts up, though) it figures that the stack of newsprint is about half as tall as my BlackBerry. Does that make sense? Not in the least. But not much does these days. Which leads me into ...
This, which encapsulates Sarah Palin.
Even by the standard of politicians, this is a woman with an outsized ego. Combine that with her performance skills and an insatiable hunger for the limelight, and you can see why she will not stay in Wasilla now that she’s seen 30 Rock.

And this, which just made me go into DVResearch mode to determine whether I'd be adding another show to my -- exaggeration in 5, 4, 3, 2... -- wildly popular Divorce Court presence.
Judge Mazz, as he is known on the air, has been settling small-claims cases weekdays at 1 p.m. since Sept. 21, not in the traditional — stale? — studio courtroom, but at the very scene of the dispute — next to the car that won’t start on a rainy Bronx street, in a cramped Queens basement where someone failed to fix a furnace, on a chilly Upper East Side sidewalk where a Weimaraner is accused of attacking a Chihuahua.

And this, which is why I'm as amped to go to the movies as I've been since the Empire Strikes Back with my mom at the Moorestown Mall...
"One of the things that attracted me to this story is that there is nowhere to hide," says Mortensen of the film based on Cormac McCarthy's Pulitzer Prize winner - a novel about a father and his young son wandering a devastated, ash-dusted America. "Not that doing research is hiding, necessarily, but The Road is very bare-bones. You know, people say, what happened? Was it a war? Was it an environmental catastrophe? Climate change?
"And in a sense it doesn't matter, because it's a device, it's a means to exaggerate a concern that everyone can understand. . . . And that's inherently dramatic, but it's also, as an actor, a big challenge. There are no tricks. You either have to believe that these people are father and son, that they love each other, that they really are going through some difficult things, or you don't. And you have to believe their harrowing emotional journey."

And this, which has me playing "Where Have I Seen That Before"...
"We always have to be careful about coming up the Delaware because the depth is only 40 feet," said Maersk vice president William Duggan Jr. "Having the ability to load more cargo would be a major benefit. It allows more commerce to come into the terminal in Philadelphia."

And this, which has me playing the "Where Have I Seen That Before" home edition...
And there was Terry Oleson, 37, a handyman from Salem County. Oleson came under scrutiny after his arrest on unrelated charges but never was implicated in the killings, said James Leonard, his attorney. Oleson would like investigators to clear his name.

And this, in which Philadelphia's mayor gets rightfully excoriated...
We elected a mayor who, given the strictures of the Democratic machine, may well get a second term.
For those of us who live here and get once-a-week garbage collection in return for the wage tax, the business-privilege tax, the net-profits tax, the franchise tax, the increased sales tax, and a million other tax gnats, what does the continuation of Mayor Nutter mean?
Disaster.

And this, in which a college professor of mine gets plaudited (if that's a word) in the Times Book Review...
Finally, on the second-to-last page of his history of memoir, a tale packed from beginning to end with scandals, liars and cheats, Ben Yagoda asks the question we’ve been waiting for: How do we know when we’re being duped?

And this, where SI's Chris Ballard makes a pretty logical case as to why Bronnie (the hoopster, not the Real World Cancun inbred) should spurn a salary...
Of course the next time an NBA player leaves $50 million on the table will be the first, and for most athletes in their prime such an idea would be foolish. But then, LeBron isn't most athletes. When it comes to curating his image, he's always been a trailblazer...

And, finally, this, where White Jesus, Usain Bolt, the guys from The Hangover, and ...

... get shouted out.
You're welcome.

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