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Why It Matters

Some co-workers were wondering over lunch why the Deadeye Dick story matters. Isn’t it just fluff? No one really believes it was a malicious shooting, why is an accident more than a humorous puff piece, distracting us from real news?

AmericaBlog has a good answer (emphasis added):

It matters because this is our government. And when our government starts acting all Soviet, pretending like they’re untouchable gods and we’re just small children who wouldn’t understand, that’s a problem. When the vice president almost kills a man – and the verdict is still out on whether this will turn into a negligent homicide case – the public has a right to know what happened. Was Cheney drunk? Is he ill? Are his cognitive abilities slipping?

With all due respect, it was cute that the Republicans kept Strom Thurmond propped up, Evita style, for years after he was no longer a functioning Senator, but with our vice president we have the right to know if he’s still got his wits about him or not – especially when our vice president is really our president.

And in terms of Cheney’s “interview,” Crooks & Liars has the Cafferty smack-down:

BLITZER: First of all, Jack, what did you make of Dick Cheney’s interview today?

CAFFERTY: Well, I obviously didn’t see it ’cause it hasn’t been released in its entirety yet, but I — I would guess it didn’t exactly represent a profile in courage for the vice president to wander over there to the F-word network for a sit down with Brit Hume. I mean, that’s a little like Bonnie interviewing Clyde, ain’t it? I mean, where was the news conference? Where was the — where was the access to all of the members of the media? I don’t know. You know? Whatever.

Verbing Weirds Language

I have just barely gotten used to Olympics sportscasters saying that so-and-so “medalled;” something I first heard from Bryant Gumbel in the late 1980s.

But this week, I heard a sportscaster say that an athlete hoped “to podium.”

The mind boggles.

Here’s another thing: Within days of Gumbel’s coinage, it seemed all of the NBC sports staff were using the same bizarre turn of the phrase. Was it an executive decision? Did NBC decide it took too long to say “won a medal” and so instruct its sportscasters to verbify? Or were the other sportscasters simply thrilled with Gumbel’s linguistic creativity and compelled to imitate him?

Perhaps we’ll never know.

Update: Hey look! The Language Log has a big fat post on this very coinage!

Miss Manners Advises Darth Cheney

When apologizing for injuring someone, it is not appropriate to describe how badly you feel. Your concern and your expression of sentiment belong entirely with the injured party.

That is all.

Spin Art

Bob Harris is way smart. I never would have caught this.

I guess it’s a matter of assuming there’s a spin and then working your way backwards.

Decorators, Dancers, and Figure Skaters

A few of years ago (probably four years ago, in relation to the Salt Lake City Winter Olympics) I read an article about young male figure skaters in the U.S. Seems they are subject to harrassment and even gay bashing because they skate. There was an interview with a teenage skater who had come here from Russia, and he just couldn’t understand it. In Russia, skating is a sport like any other.

Indeed, this is something that strikes close to home, as my son is a heterosexual dancer, and while there has been no bashing or danger, there have been…remarks. And for him, there was a difficult choice: His love of dance won out over the discomfort of being thought gay; not an easy experience when you’re eleven or twelve.

There’s a wonderful article in the New York Review of Books that said a great deal of what I want to say about whether or not Brokeback Mountain is a “gay movie.” A parenthetical remark in that article really struck me:

Had this been the story of, say, the love between two closeted interior decorators living in New York City in the 1970s, you suspect that there wouldn’t be full-page ads in the major papers trumpeting its “universal” themes.

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It’s National Delurk Day!

C’mon, show the love! I get between 70-110 hits a day here, and I’ve got maybe 15 unique commenters. Here’s the chance for the rest of you to intorduce (sorry, in-joke) yourselves. Gimme location, gimme life story, gimme favorite fast food; whatever you like. I’m all ears.

(And yes, I know it’s a different holiday for some of you whose boyfriend didn’t dump you last year rather than acknowledge said holiday, but for me, it’s Delurk Day. Live with it.)

Brokeback Mountain

I saw Brokeback Mountain last night. That’ll probably be next week’s Monday Movie Review. In the meantime, wow. Just wow. I’m floored.

It’s quite a horserace between Ledger and Hoffman. I couldn’t really say which performance is better, although if I was voting, I’d go for Hoffman. Still.

About the Movie Ratings

Some people give stars, usually from 0 to 4 stars, with a four-star movie being fabuloso. But then, reviewers find that a five-level scale isn’t nuanced enough, so they end up giving half-stars, which makes it a ten-level scale.

So I figured, why not grade from one to ten? Everyone who went to school in the US understands grades; they understand getting “a hundred” on a test is great, and getting ninety is still damn fine.

In my mind, 9s and 10s are “must-see.” 7s and 8s are “see.”6 is “probably see” and 5 is “probably don’t see” and after that, don’t waste your time.

Monday Movie Review: Capote

Capote (2005) 9/10
Author Truman Capote (Philip Seymour Hoffman), accompanied by his friend Harper Lee (Catherine Keener), travels to Kansas to research the brutal slaying of a family of four. He befriends residents, investigators, and eventually the killers while writing the “non-fiction novel” In Cold Blood.

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Blogwhores R Us

Lovely news! Amanda at Pandagon let me know that I will be featured in next week’s Blogwhore Bonanza. Look for my piece entitled “Nerd Art” on February 20th.