Whole Lott-a help

Journalist and psuedo-roommate Jeremy Lott* needs an assist with some research.

HELP A GUY OUT: This is one of my rare requests for advice. The fourth chapter of my book will wrestle with hypocrisy in Hollywood. I’m looking for two kinds of information:

1) Quotes by celebs condemning hypocrites or hypocrisy. If you send these in, please identify the source of the quotation.

2) Famous hypocrites in film. Obvious candidates include Captain Renault in Casablanca, Robert Duvall in The Apostle, and Steve Martin in Leap of Faith.

Have at it folks. My e-mail address is JEREMYAL123 — AT — YAHOO — DOT — COM.

*he’s actually somewhere near the Washington-British Columbia border right now, but he still pays for his room here.

Protesting too much

What the hell is it with right-wingers and Al Franken? Bill O’Reilly despises him so much he has eliminated his name from the Factor lexicon – he calls him “Stuart Smiley,” out of spite. Yesterday, on the way to a haircut, I heard Michael Savage demand Franken’s arrest and a Senate investigation of CBS because Franken had engaged in some black humor about the Plame scandal on Letterman. (Franken matter-of-factly said the conspirators would be executed, then deadpanned “I really don’t support the execution of sitting presidents.”)

But Michelle Malkin … oh, man. She’s the worst offender by some distance. Today, on the release of Franken’s new book, she’s posted a Bible-sized screed about the menace Franken poses to America and our precious bodily fluids.

Watch this video … It’s a clip of the last few minutes of an exclusive promotional sales pitch for Al Franken’s new book, “The Truth (with jokes),” featured at Amazon.com. (Thanks to my web guy, Mark Jaquith, for the technical assist.) The video skit blurs truth and fiction as a psychotic Al Franken kicks a man potraying a conservative reader in the groin, smashes a stool over his back, and grins as another man playing one of Franken’s fans cracks a bottle over the conservative’s head.

The real joke is that Franken’s staged assault inadvertently exposes and underscores the truth about the Bush-deranged Left. Over the past few years, we’ve seen frightfully Franken-esque intolerance, violence, and hatred spread from the moonbat fringes to the liberal mainstream to the top echelons of the Democrat party.

My goodness – she’s right. We thought it was cute when Cindy Sheehan led her truncheon-wielding anarchists in a pitched battle with the Crawford police. We stifled giggles when Hillary Clinton tossed an abused baby at Janeane Pirro and then backed over them with her SUV. We laughed when Ted Kennedy threw Orrin Hatch to the floor and cracked open his skull to feast on the goo inside.

How … could we … have been so wrong?

You know. For someone occupied with pointing out “unhinged” liberals hiding under every pillow, Malkin may want to spend less time psychoanalyzing Amazon.com promotional videos. It’s not the most “hinged” behavior.

UPDATE: Hey, you know who else has a book out today? Michelle Malkin! And it’s called “Unhinged: Exposing Liberals Gone Wild”. Coïncidence étonnante!

Current Malkin Amazon ranking: #2,414
Current Franken Amazon ranking: #8

That’d unhinge anyone.

Movie

“Good Night, and Good Luck” (George Clooney, 2005)

Oddly, this put me in mind of the “Star Wars” movies. When people lay into George Lucas, they often complain about how he hired a cast of talented actors and then wasted them by making them read lines in front of a green screen. For this docudrama about Ed Murrow and Joe McCarthy, George Clooney hires a pretty amazing cast and then spends around half the screentime on vintage footage of McCarthy and David Straithern reading Murrow monologues.

This is such a compelling story that it largely works. And I don’t think Clooney could have found anyone to play McCarthy and come off as oleagenous and hateful as the man himself. Thanks in large part to the change in politicians tone’ these last fifty years (even Eisenhower, in contemporary footage, comes off as jumpy and shrill), McCarthy seems like a stone lunatic.

Still, I could have used more storytelling. A quirky subplot involving Robert Downey, Jr and Patricia Clarkson as a secret husband and wife (CBS employees can’t be married) falls completely flat, because there’s no other comparable character drama in the script. I’d recommend this movie to anyone, because the story and morals are worth sharing, but expect to be informed, not entertained.

Shorter Charles Johnson

Warum hassen die Quäker Amerika?

(Translated from English into the more fitting Deutsch.)

UPDATE: And he keeps digging!

Moonbats Frothing Over Quaker “Death Parties”

That’s funny: Where’d this “death parties” phrase come from? The Quakers themselves call them events. Here’s the first listing on their registry, from Fairbanks Alaska.

Candlelight vigil to begin at the Peace Center. Bring candles if you have them. Dress warmly. We’ll plan to walk towards Cushman, up to Airport Way,towards the Richardson Hwy, form a circle and hold a brief vigil next to Ft Wainwright, and then return to the Peace Center. Should be warm drinks there if needed.

These aren’t parties. They’re memorials by pacifists who were against the war from the word “go.” Johnson’s just calling them “parties” way because he’s getting desperate defending his fringe, bloodthirsty beliefs.

To wit, in this same post:

Here are just a few that are currently calling me (and Michelle Malkin) all sorts of names:

Crooks and Liars
Salon.com – Daou Report
AMERICAblog
The Huffington Post

They obviously don’t like it when their sick plans are exposed.

Who the fuck is “they”? These events are organized by the Quakers. Johnson is so twisted, and so paranoid, that he thinks everyone who doesn’t subscribe to his hateful ideas – the media, religious pacifists, 60% of the country – are somehow “in it together.”

I’m disappointed that so many smart people are clambering onto Johnson’ “Pajama’s Media” project. This is a sick, deranged little man who should be shunned.

UPDATE II: Heh. If you get the chance, read some of the “moonbats” Johnson links to – the ones he advertises as “currently calling me (and Michelle Malkin) all sorts of names.” Crooks and Liars:

Only Malkin and Little Green Footballs can be intimidated by the Quakers … Sure sounds like some party. I think Charles might be having a little “Sixth Sense” moment.

Daou Report:

But in this post, Michelle Malkin sheds every last vestige of decency … Her post links to a Little Green Footballs entry that makes the same odious argument, namely that this group is throwing “parties” on the day that we cross 2000 U.S. military deaths in Iraq. … Prominent bloggers like Malkin should know better than to soil our public discourse with this kind of garbage….. Rant over.

AmericaBlog:

The top right-wing blogs – with Little Green Footballs and Michelle Malkin leading the way – are libeling the Quakers by calling their candlelight vigils “parties,” ostensibly, one infers, to celebrate the deaths of American soldiers.

Are LGF and Malkin sloppy or just liars. You decide.

Huffington Post:

Why are such prominent right-of-center bloggers so eager to express outrage over a bunch of candles? Disagreement over a cause or methods can be honorable. Wilful distortion cannot.

THAT’S name-calling? Johnson is a bigger pussy than I thought.

Diez el Viernes

I’ve gone a few weeks without spelunking the ol’ iTunes, but I’m going to come back to it this week as a way of announcing something cool. Starting later this month, I’m going to be reviewing CDs for PopMatters, the excellent pop culture/entertainment webzine. I’ll post my reviews when they start showing up. And now …

1) Game Theory, “Book of Millionaires” – Oh my, is this going to be an indie week? Shimmerly, languid jangle-pop from Scott Miller’s whiny rock behemoth. From The Big Shot Chronicles. (7/10)
2) Marshall Crenshaw, “Starlit Summer Sky” – Dreamy power-pop with a fantastic, McCartney-esque middle-eight and guitar solo. Inexplicably left off Crenshaw’s debut album, but re-recorded for 1996’s Miracle of Science. From Marshall Crenshaw, remastered version. (8/10)
3) Philip Glass, “Caught!” – One of the lesser movements from Glass’s second collaboration with Godfrey Reggio. Pretty much repeats the themes from the other movements, which are all pretty, but still … a B for effort. From Powaqqatsi. (6/10)
4) King Crimson, “One More Red Nightmare” – YES YES OH MY GOD YES. The closing track on side one of Crimso’s best, second-most-often underrated. (The most-underrated is Larks’ Tongues in Aspic. Duh.) Everything works, from Bill Bruford’s high-speed snare-tapping to the ghoulish handclaps and throttled saxophone. From Red. (10/10)
5) Roy Orbison, “Crawling Back” – Typically mediocre mid-period Orbison ballad. Pleasant and everything, and the “you know I would die for you, heaven knows I’ve cried for you” stuff is nice and Orbisony, but it’s basically a less-catchy rewrite of “In Dreams.” From The Classic Roy Orbison. (5/10)
6) The Police, “Contact” – Jittery Stewart Copeland song about screwed-up romance. What else? Excellent sci-fi keyboard hook and interesting vocal melody, and much less overplayed then, uh, all other Police songs. From Regatta De Blanc. (7/10)
7) The Smiths, “Never Had No-One Ever” – Yes, it’s Morrissey’s “I’M A VIRGIN” song. A middling tune saved by a gloriously decayed arrangement by Marr and the rhythm section, and the echoes on Morrissey’s voice. And then there’s a whistling solo. A surprisingly long 3 and a half minutes. From The Queen is Dead. (7/10)
8) The Shields, “You Cheated” – Vintage doo-wop of the “my girl is fucking around, or is that just a metaphor?” school. Some of the crappiest guitar work I’ve ever heard on a label release. From … I’m not sure originally, but I got it from The Doo-Wop Box. (7/10)
9) New Order, “Waiting For The Sirens’ Call” – Title track and possible third single from this year’s stellar New Order comeback album. A bit more slow and rocky than the average N.O. song, but works well for it. From Waiting For The Sirens’ Call. (8/10)
10) Jackie DeShannon, “Come And Get Me” – Bombastic torch song of the Burt Bacharach canon, like “What the World Needs Now is Love” but less overplayed. I’m not sure what album it came from, but available on the various artists The Look of Love Bacharach set. (7/10)

Hugh Hewitt vs the world

Eric Alterman stifles a giggle looking at the battle between Jonah Goldberg and Hugh Hewitt (among other things). Hewitt, if you haven’t been following, is claiming that conservative pique about the apparently-illiterate SCOTUS nominee is motivated by elitism.

To conservatives thinking of wresting with Hewitt: Beware. If you gaze for long into the Kool-Aid, the Kool-Aid gazes also into you.