Random Thoughts from Some Kind of Hairpin

Hemingway must have heard the word "Culture" once too often; the last time he reached for his gun he put a bullet through his brain. As long as we agree that, in Truman Capote's apt phrase, "Good taste is the death of art," I don't suppose adding the dread word "Culture" is a fatal error. All of which to say that any and everything is grist for my mill, dull and gum-like thought it be: art, literature, movies, music, politics--that's just the sort of hairpin I am.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

"There is no such thing as a chemical imbalance": No, just unbalanced egocentric arrogant movie stars, apparently

Listening to Wait Wait ... don't tell me on NPR has become a weekly ritual. Under normal conditions Adam Felber is not my favorite semi-regular panelist on the show. But Felber got off a remark this past weekend that will probably keep me laughing for a week.

The topic was Tom Cruise's current, and very public, meltdown: his latest rant against antidepressants, the "pseudo-science" (a subject on which he ought to know plenty after all those years of Scientology) of psychiatry and the "irresponsibility" of Brooke Shields taking psychotropic drugs after a severe bout of post-partum depression. The discussion turned to Tom's bizarre history of publicity-grabbing devices (usually indulged in right on schedule: when he has a new movie in release) about which Felber noted, "Sometimes he shows up with a beard, sometimes he shows up with facial hair."

I don't know how many in the Wait Wait ... audience got the joke (the laugh was not one of the episode's larger bursts of public merriment) but I nearly fell off the couch.

Adam Felber, I officially love you. (But not in a gay way. Heh-heh.)

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