Posts Tagged ‘Media’

Now that is some hot sun!!!!

The Tourists (2007) from Animalcolm on Vimeo.

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Angry Talk Radio (Conservative Div.) explained

columnistsMedvedAs very conservative conservatives go, I like Michael Medved and like him a lot–don’t listen to him on the radio but read his columns sometimes.
Medved gives his take why conservative talk radio is more raging rabid than ever in this piece by Tim Mak at “New Majority”:
Conservative talk radio has never been more angry and extreme than today. You might think that’s a response to the Obama presidency. But even more, conservative talkers are responding to a collapse in advertising revenues.

According to Scott Fybush, the proprietor of North East Radio Watch, talk radio has lost 30-40% of its ad revenues over the past two years.

Further, in an interview with a talk radio trade publication, Talkers Magazine, late last year, Talk Radio Networks CEO Mark Masters said: “2008 will be known as the year that weak syndicated programs began dying off in droves,” adding that “it has only just begun.”

In this environment, radio hosts believe that anger is their only path to survival. “If you’re not the most extreme person on the radio or making the most outrageous headlines,” says Fybush, “there is going to be some portion of the base that is going to ignore you and move onto someone who is more extreme.”

One of the most civil voices in talk radio, Michael Medved, explains the economic pressure upon the industry. He told NewMajority: “In this [economic] environment, you have something of a push to be outrageous, to be on the fringe, because what you’re desperately competing for is… P-1 listeners [those who tune in most frequently]. The percentage of people on the fringe who are P-1s is quite high,” he explained.
As a result, talk radio hosts are feeling more pressure than usual to yell harder, scream louder, and insult further. Talk shows “are fighting for an ever- smaller pie, [which means that] you’ve got to be even louder about it because you’re trying to get the attention of an ever-smaller niche,” said Medved.

All these factors exacerbate the existing negative tendencies of conservative news talk radio. Michael Harrison, editor of Talkers Magazine, notes that “news talk radio has traditionally been a street medium… [that employs] the language and emotions and attitudes that one would hear on the street, by the fence, in the schoolyard.”

Of course, schoolyard emotions evoke schoolyard results: a downwards descent into name-calling and fringe politics. Talk radio’s fascination with the “birther” movement is the logical end point.

As conservative politics attempts to reach out and rebuild, the incentives for conservative radio hosts point in exactly the opposite direction. The fact of the matter is that the survival of news talk radio “depends on ratings and revenue, not on getting people elected, or even on bring right,” says Harrison. If the economy worsens, expect more venom on your AM dial.

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One of the best things about life in Dallas, Tx

Yes, one of the best things about Dallas is Krys Boyd, host of the KERA, PBS Radio program “Think.”
It airs Monday through Thursday, noon to 2 p.m., on KERA 90.1, and she’s also on the teevee on Fridays, 7:30 p.m., KERA 13.
Think is a topic-driven interview program covering a wide variety of topics ranging from history, politics, current events, science, technology and emerging trends to food and wine, travel, adventure, and entertainment.
The great think about the program, though, is Boyd’s incredible interview skills, her vast knowledge and burning curiosity about anything and everything, her obvious work ethic, since she comes to every interview about as well prepared as one can get prepared. We got nothing but jitterbug blog love for Krys Boyd. Check her out by radio, or, in other parts of the world, via the Net.


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Walter Cronkite, take your well deserved rest

First Class

First Class

JFJ readers know that my first calling in life was to journalism and that some of the best years of my life were spent sweating out those intense deadline hours at The Houston Chronicle.
Walter Cronkite learned his writing and reporting craft at The Houston Post and at the old Houston Press. (He mentored Dan Rather, of course, who passed through the Chronicle.)
I met WC a number of times after his retirement and he was the genuine article–not a pretentious bone in this global icon’s body. And let me tell you–he was an old working slug newspaper reporter at heart and loved nothing better than the company of inked stained wretches.
I’m partial to them myself. (See what may have been my first blog here in the archives–I was lamenting the passing of newspapers that very day, as you can see!)
I’m weeping over this loss. Really weeping.
Here’s a blurb about WC from the Chronicle about his Houston roots:

Walter Cronkite’s life and career reflected the words he used in a familiar advertising campaign for his alma mater, the University of Texas: “What starts here changes the world.”

Born in Missouri, he moved with his family at age 10 to Houston, where he attended Lanier Junior High School and San Jacinto High.

It was at San Jacinto where he met Fred Birney, one of his earliest journalism instructors. Birney, Cronkite wrote in his autobiography, taught him the “sacred covenant between newspaper people and their readers. We journalists had to be right and we had to be fair.”

Cronkite’s autobiography also includes tales of summer jobs on the Bassett Blakely ranch, now the site of the Cinco Ranch development, at Sylvan Beach on Galveston Bay and at the downtown Sako­witz store.

He held a summer job during high school at the Houston Post before attending UT, where he made his broadcast debut on radio station KNOW and was advised at the end of the school year that he would never make it as a radio announcer.

Began as newspaperman
Cronkite subsequently dropped out of college to cover the Legislature for the Scripps-Howard newspaper chain, then worked for the afternoon daily Houston Press before returning in 1936 to Kansas City. He was a newsman for radio station KCMO in Kansas City and at WKY in Oklahoma City, where he called Oklahoma Sooners football games on radio in 1937, before joining the United Press wire service.

As a UP correspondent, he worked in Dallas (where he was assigned to cover the 1937 New London school explosion that killed 295 students and teachers), Austin and El Paso, before covering World War II in Europe.

Cronkite joined CBS in 1950, returning on occasion to Houston where he spoke frequently with Ann Hodges, the Chronicle’s TV columnist for more than 40 years.

“He was certainly the most influential anchor ever on television,” Hodges said. “There will never be another that influential.”

One of the most stirring examples of Cronkite’s command of the moment, she said, came on the day of President John F. Kennedy’s assassination.

“That was an incredible, terrible day, and he was very important to the country at the time,” Hodges said. “He sort of held everybody together. Through him, we knew what was happening. We trusted him enough to know it was not the end of the world.”

Longhorn legacy
While Cronkite didn’t graduate from UT, his lasting ties to the university included his donation in the early 1990s of his personal and professional papers to the school’s Dolph Briscoe Center for American History.

The collection contains hundreds of thousands of documents from Cronkite’s life and career — plus one moon rock, given to him by NASA in recognition of his coverage of the space program.

“It’s a really outstanding collection of materials documenting the inner workings of CBS News during his tenure,” said Don Carleton, director of the Briscoe Center.

Carleton said portions of the Cronkite papers will be made available to scholars later in 2009 and that an exhibit honoring Cronkite’s career will debut in May 2010 at the LBJ Library on the university’s campus.

He continued his relationship with Houston by narrating a documentary for KUHT (Channel 8) on philanthropist and publisher Jesse Jones.

But Cronkite’s most public gift to Longhorns everywhere is, of course, his voice. In association with the Austin advertising agency GSD&M, he has for several years provided the narration for public service announcements that appear during every televised Longhorns athletics event, extolling everything from UT’s copy of the Gutenberg Bible to its mascot, Bevo.


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Feeding the beast of cultural narcissism

More from the book I quoted from this morning on St Francis–Servants, Misfits and Saints by Rev. Howell:

“Christopher Lasch suggested that there is a profound difference between celebrities and saints. In a narcissistic, self-pleasing culture, we welcome celebrities because we lack imagination and courage. Traditional heroes make demands on us. Glittering stars in our culture merely feed our narcissism, our love of self, our addiction to everything society finds pleasurable. No one ever asks how our constant exposure to the rich and famous is supposed to make us good or wise or faithful.

Even if we are trying to live faithful lives, our minds are always being reshaped, just a little, all the time, into the image of what surrounds us. But heroes–saints–stretch our imaginations and stand as imperatives, calling, wooing us into a higher, holier life.”

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Like they rock at the Telluride Bluegrass Party!!!!<

36th Annual Telluride Bluegrass Festival from Justin Weihs on Vimeo.

Now that is jitterbug theology!

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‘Beauty will save the world.’ — Doestevsky

I’ve started two new categories for the blog postings here. I think this video fits in both: beauty, nature. paul

The Magic Hour from Ray Paunovich on Vimeo.

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So, if you like colorful characters, your gonna love these little guys in Paris,  painting the town red, and green, and yellow, and purple.

 Reulf from Charlesque on Vimeo

By the way, for a stack of newspaper coupons redeemable at a Piggly Wiggly near you on any Wednesday–who sang that—“So many fantastic colors!”

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I heard the news today, oh boy!!!!

Sad story today for those who get what “Strawberry Fields Forever” is about:
Lucy, the little girl who was immortalized by John Lennon in the “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” classic after Lennon observed her and his son Julian at a birthday party for Julian, is now 40-something and dying.
The song from Sgt. Pepper was “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds,” one the many great of great John Lennon songs.
People at the time were always trying to find secret “drug” messages and all kinds of weirdness in Beatles songs in those days. Remember when Paul was dead and you played albums backwards and the Beatles were secretly winking sublime messages about Paul having died in a wreck and replaced in the band by a Paul double?
Beatles music has never been allowed to be just great music without all the desperate attempts to find subversive or bizarre signals from the Fab 4.
But of course, the Beatles loved all the weirdness of those interpretations of their music, and what musician wouldn’t want to have that kind of frenzied reaction to the music around the world?
Having said all this, Beatles music in their “psychadelic” days was so incredibly mysterious and weird and wonderful and yes, often drug inspired, that it’s easy to understand why we were playing Sgt. Pepper BACKWARDS to hear for ourselves the message that “Paul is dead.”
I remember being huddled around the, uh, HiFi stereo, with a group of my peers trying to hear it said that Paul was dead and checking out all the other clues in the Paul is dead hoax. Or whatever it was.
I actually heard it myself as we played the classic rock album backerds!
“Paul is dead; Paul is dead.”
The power of suggestion is such that you can hear or see or smell anything once somebody has told you what you’ll see, hear or smell or taste or anything else involving the senses.
Lennon and the Beatles always denied that Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds was about LSD or an acid trip, because it truly was about the little birthday girl Lucy at Julian’s childhood birthday party.
BTW, I’ve never been all that much about Elton John, although I do like a lot of his music and would love to see him live someday before he drops of old age (or I do first!) , but the Rocket Man’s version of “Lucy in the Sky” is one of my favorite rock songs of all time and I’ll take it over the Beatles original Lucy on Pepper.
That’s a mouthful to say since I never get tired of hearing the Sgt. Pepper music, although it’s not something I care to play anymore, very much, for my own entertainment. It’s just nice to have the CD version when I want to hear it, but I could say the same about a lot of rock music faves of mine. as well as all kinds of music other than rock
The now ill and dying Lucy tells the media she’s heard from Julian Lennon and that he’s promised to take care of her.
Love, love, love is all you need, but as for me and my faith, love is God and God is love and at the end of the day, God, God, God is all you need.

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I’m re-posting this blog post about the Palins, with this introductory commentary that may turn out to be longer than the original posting itself!–in response to a couple of people, at least three I know of, who know me because they are lay members of churches and know I’m a minister, whose lips must get tired from from attempting to murder people, in the way that Jesus explained that character assassination (i.e., gossip) is tantamount to no less than murder.
People, understand this: I’m sure that David Letterman, just like me and most God-fearing people in the Lower 48, did not even remember that Sarah and Todd Palin HAVE a 14 year old daughter still at home, and I know for sure that David Letterman did not reach the heights of TV legend that he has reached by being so stupid as to make rape jokes about Sarah and Todd Palin’s long forgotten 14 y.o. teen who’s way removed from New York’s TV glare in Alaska and long been forgotten.
However, it was the now ADULT teen Palin who jumped back into the TV glare with both feet after a very ugly soap opera saga involving the entire dysfunctional Palin family and the shameless parents who have no qualms whatsoever about exploiting their own children for political gain.
The ugly national Sarah Palin Family Soap Opera has got to stop, or be stopped, and it’s finally happening, before it detracts from serious national issues and business another day longer.
We know very well about the now ADULT Palin teen daughter who, along with the young man who impregnated her and then split with her–or was it her who split with him after them mugging for global cameras by holding hands during Sarah Palin’s 15 minutes of GOP fame and VP glory—-we know that it was that Palin woman and mother, not a 14 y.o. child, who Letterman was joking about.
He was NOT making light of a 14 year old girl in any way, form or fashion, which everybody got except the Palins and some Palin sheep she was so cynically appealing to in order to try to bury David Letterman’s awesome powers of political satire and humor.
Call me cynical for not only defending Letterman but singing his hosannas–and some people have called me cynical, and worse since this blog appeared–and that’s fine.
I’ll call the Palins what I consider them to be, and this minister considers them to be the most immoral political hacks American politics has seen since the ugly politics of American history’s New York Boss era. Even a political power drunkard like Mayor Daley of Chicago was a fiercely effective city leader who made the trains run on time and got the snow shoveled and was in many ways a respected and respectable mayor, corrupt warts and all.
Sarah Palin hasn’t even proved herself yet to be effective in her own home state, which is going to throw her out of office in the next election anyway if you follow her on Alaskan blogs and at a couple of Alaska’s very fine and outstanding newspapers.
Who knew? I didn’t even know that Alaska had newspapers until I discovered they had been battling Palin’s power drunkennes for years already before she was catapulted to the national arena.
Sarah and Todd Palin will use their own children, or anyone else, for political weaponry, which is why the Palins have been snubbed, on a national stage, by no less a Republican stalwart than Newt Ginrich, who wants to be the next GOP candidate for President and knows and fully understands that the Palins need to get back to Alaska before they hammer the last nails in the coffin of the Republican Party.
Thank you, Newt Ginrich, of whom I don’t hold a very favorable opinion myself most days, for having the guts and political discipline to banish Ms Palin and leave her to defend herself and twist in the wind in her Today Show interview.
God bless you and please go away in God’s grace and peace, Mr. and Mrs. Palin and entire family, but do just go back home to lead Alaska’s business.
Here’s my original blog on “The Dark Poltical theater of Sarah & Todd Palin brought to light, which I totally so stand by in the face of cheap shots hurled at me under the radar as a result of blogging this the first time.
As the great Churchhill said of the English marms who always criticized his use of language, which was masterful and genius, ironically: “This is the sort of nonsense UP, with which I shall not PUT!”
Was that what they used to call a dangling participle???
Original blog begins now, really, I mean it this time!:
Oh my-I stumbled across a You Tube of David Letterman’s brilliant and absolutely fearless comedic reaction to Sarah and Todd Palin’s totally distorted reactions to Letterman’s jokes about the family while they were at a ball game in NY City. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that on TV and if it ever happened, you’d probably have to go all the way back to something equally brilliant and fearless Jack Parr did or said when he was the only talk show host of late night television, much less the King of Late Night.
And Jack Parr dates to the primitive dark ages of television period, much less late night TV. (My mother, an incurable night owl and insomniac who passed that gene to Paul David, used to sit with Paul David late every night and watch totally insane Jack Parr outdo his eccentric self night after night after night. Only serious geezeers can remember those TV days. When Jack Parr was over you got the Star Spangled Banner with a superimposed flag waving and an American fighter jet zoomng through the clouds before the TV signal went dead from midnight to 6 a.m. So you had nothing to do but go to bed.)
The Palins have repeatedly exposed themselves to be so intoxicated on their lame amount of power and influence that they would be found to be about 3 or 4 times over the legal limit if their intoxication with their little power and overinflated egoes could be measured in terms of dangerously alcohol drunk.
Thank you Letterman, for that brutal “apology” to the Palins for your jokes that spoke merciless truth to their power madness and your speak-truth-to-power reaction to their lame attempts, yet again, to desperately grab the national spotlight, yet again, while in the media glare of New York City lights away from political obscurity in Alaska, where the state’s sort of falling apart, by the way, the brilliant Gov. Palin’s watch.
The big complaint back in Alaska is that the governor’s always off in New York City, and those restless and ever growing Palin critics back on the abandoned home front just got a big load of fresh ammunition thanks to Letterman.
Too bad the only sources left to speak brutal truth to power anymore are Letterman, Stewart and Colbert, who fill in the role now that media played before the Hannitys and Limbaughs intimidated and demonized the “librul mainstream news media” into fear and silence that got our sons and daughters stuck in a hot box of a “war” and left the economy in such shambles that they can only now howl in more tinny outrage about the one left to clean up all their disastrous national messes.
(Ever notice it’s our sons and daughters–never the likes of Fox News bravehearts who dodged the war of my generation or don’t want their kids put on the line–who go spill the family blood for their rights to spew mindless, thoughtless right-wing propaganda night after night after night after shameless night?)
Our Lettermans and Stewarts and Colberts are today’s Jeremiah’s and Isaiah’s and other great biblical prophets that so fearlessly kick back at power with all the vigor and zeal of the prophets all the way through prophetic line of Jesus himself.
Keep kicking back, comedic geniuses. You’re all we’ve got now to turn back the wolf packs, especially those of the rabid Alaskan breed.

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