The engaging and highly entertaining backward glimpse at the chain-smoking, hard-drinking, chauvinistic ad men, (and women), of the ‘60s may seem nostalgic and quaint, but, in fact, it portrays the tip of a nation-sinking iceberg as seen in our rearview mirror. Advertising, and television advertising in particular, which began in…
Took a road trip to Woodstock yesterday to see my good friend Jimmy Vivino lead a stage full of brilliant musicians, (including Garth Hudson and Levon Helm), through four hours of soul enriching music at the Midnight Ramble…life’s good. Fuck South Carolina!
Not unlike the prostitute’s lament in the 1930‘s Cole Porter standard from the poorly received, The New Yorkers, our politics, ergo our government, ergo our mindset has become a blatant lap dance for cash: to get candidates noticed and elected; to insure candidates’ votes on legislation; to influence constituents with factually-challenged…
I checked…really…and absolutely nothing worth talking about happened this week.