If at Halloween you’re invited to a TV- and movie-themed party and she dresses up as Winnie Cooper and you dress up as Paul Pfeiffer, mainly because you already have the glasses, and at the party some guy who’s a dead ringer for Fred Savage saunters up, peels off his mole, and says, “Get lost, Paul, Winnie’s mine,” and you’re left standing there while the two of them go off dancing to the soundtrack from Forrest Gump, and when two hours later she finds you sitting by the punch bowl explaining for the umpteenth time that, no, you’re not supposed to be Woody Allen, she holds up a tie stolen from a passed-out Alex P. Keaton to her petticoat and redubs herself Annie Hall, and you Alvy Singer: She loves you. And, to be honest, I sort of love you, too.
“Slate’s Christopher Beam has sorted through reader nominations and chosen a name for the gBay scandal: “Blagola.” Hmm. I’m actually more fond of his runner up, “Coiffuror,” a tribute to our governor’s age-inappropriate hairstyle.”—Blagola?
“…people don’t use the Times less than they did a decade ago. They use it more. The difference is that today they don’t have to pay for it. The real problem for newspapers, in other words, isn’t the Internet; it’s us. We want access to everything, we want it now, and we want it for free. That’s a consumer’s dream, but eventually it’s going to collide with reality: if newspapers’ profits vanish, so will their product.”—News You Can Lose: Financial Page: The New Yorker
“Here’s my mistake: I don’t know Serbian, and I get my news mainly from print. And at the point when I wrote, I thought the name was Blago-JE-vich. It isn’t. It’s Bla-GO-jevich. The readers who have objected in comments on Ben’s latest post are correct: I put the insultingly inserted expletive into his name in the wrong place.”—Blagojevich: my bleeping phonological error via Jaime
Just days before the Nov. 4 election, this story began to gain currency: gun sales were surging over fears that Barack Obama would be elected because he would take away everyone’s guns. In the days after the election, similar stories began to appear both in the national media (see here and here) and in regional papers too that all said essentially the same thing. One thing about journalists: we love those trend stories especially when other journalists have already declared it a bona fide trend.
What if the paper had waited just a bit longer? It was only Dec. 4, less than 24 hours before the Trib took the investigation public, that Blago ended a three-week silence about selling Obama’s senate seat. He allegedly urged his brother to have a meeting with Jesse Jackson Jr.’s people because Jackson seemed the most likely to pony up cash for the seat. The feds were royally pissed at the Trib, because they felt like they were thisclose to something bigger:
“An enforcement case 16 years ago gave the Securities and Exchange Commission its first shot at figuring out how Bernard Madoff could rack up favorable returns with such uncanny consistency. After that, it received repeated warnings from outside whistle-blowers and at least twice looked into Mr. Madoff’s brokerage itself. Each time, it blew its chance. It was only last week, when Mr. Madoff allegedly confessed to his sons that he was running what amounted to a “giant Ponzi scheme,” that the apparent $50 billion fraud came to light.”—SEC Had Chances for Years to Expose Madoff’s Alleged Ponzi Scheme - WSJ.com
Abstract: I compare the annual average beat variance of the songs in the US Billboard Top 100 since its inception in 1958 through 2007 to the standard deviation of returns of the S&P 500 for the same year and find that they are significantly negatively correlated. With the recent high stock volatility, people should now prefer less volatile music. Furthermore, the beat variance appears able to predict future market volatility, producing 2.5 volatility points of profit per year on average.
“And I had the same problem at the media stations,
they’ve just simply forgotten good human relations.
Their thirst and their hunger for the day’s biggest story,
has earned them black coal for their ill-gotten glory.”—Apologies to Mark Twain: Happy X-Mas to Us Amazingly awful Christmas poem parody by Connecticut’s First Lady Patty Rowland (R), who’s husband was sentenced to a year in prison for graft.
Shipman is not, however, content to play Kepler. “You can look at this idea and say, `That’s a nice geometric description of the dance, very pretty,’ and leave it like that,” she says. “But there is more to it. When you have a physical phenomenon like the honeybee dance, and it follows a mathematical structure, you have to ask what are the physical laws that are causing it to happen.”
“January 2003: “The Ryan administration ended their days in office by using the power at their discretion to put friends and associates in high-paying jobs,” he said. “I intend to use every power I have and my discretion as governor to eliminate unqualified, unnecessary and overpaid individuals wherever I find them in state government.”—Quotes from Gov. Rod Blagojevich — chicagotribune.com
“Well, that’s just it. If you pay off your bill and never carry a balance, you’re not a “great” customer to a credit card company. In fact, they refer to you as a “deadbeat.” If you’re never late, or never go over your limit, you’re never paying late or overlimit fees. If you don’t use your card, you’re not incurring interest charges. You’re the worst kind of customer: an unprofitable customer.”—Wesabe: The “great” customers are the first to go
Third, in insisting that he was not “one of those perpetual I’ll-scratch-your-back-if-you’ll-scratch-mine Washington leakers,” Karl Rove apparently forgets that he was fired from the 1992 Bush presidential campaign for… wait for it, waaaait… leaking a personal smear to Robert Novak. Rove vehemently denied that he was the source of the leak but was fired anyway. During the Plame probe it came out in testimony that Rove was, indeed, Novak’s source in 1992, and that Novak, after Rove confirmed the Plame story in 2003, had promised, “I’m not going to let that happen to you again.” Which sounds a lot like promising to scratch Rove’s back.
Via Jaime. Have I mentioned how much I love that Google Reader keeps my reading list as diverse as my awesome friends scattered all over the globe?