OK, all you leg-shavers, listen up. Enough already with the “presented by,” “fueled by” and “powered by” in your already-overlong team/event names. That lame-ass marketing bullshit stopped being cute a long time ago and it fucks with the rhythm of a race story:
Kent Corner (PetsNotSoSmart-Dr. Moreau’s Are We Not Men? Animal Clinic Powered by Devo) [...]
Author and former New York Times reporter Tim Egan has apparently visited Bibleburg and observed the splash from the corporate money shot released by the strong right arm of the Roberts court. Here’s hoping he was wearing his raincoat.
You want to bend over for Fox News pimp Roger Ailes, fine. Just don’t try to give NPR a handjob while you’re assuming the position.
Juan Williams got the ax from NPR on Wednesday and the only question I have regarding the matter is, “Why did it take so long?” This wasn’t the first instance in [...]
Every now and then the press gets it right. Read it and weep. A tip of the Mad Dog Giro to Steve Benen at Political Animal.
Busy, busy, busy. I know, that’s no excuse — my duty is to bring the snark, 24/7 — but I’ve forgotten where I left it. The ravages of age, don’t you know.
Hell, you’re lucky I’m around at all. I had planned a cycling trip to California — I was gonna hit the road tomorrow, drive [...]
Cycling’s silly season continues with the announcement of two new … magazines?
Yep, two new magazines: Paved and Peloton.
The first is a sister publication to Bike, whose editor Joe Parkin, author of “A Dog In a Hat,” has plenty of chops on road and off. He told Bicycle Retailer’s Nicole Formosa that Paved is aimed at [...]
Dan Schorr clocked out today, typing “-30-” to 70-plus years in journalism and 93 on the planet.
Schorr spent his last two decades as a commentator at NPR, but he got his start at age 12, when The Bronx Home News paid him $5 for a scoop. He worked for CBS, landing a first-ever sitdown interview [...]
Today’s was a long and unproductive stint in the old VeloBarrel. VN.com remains a little twitchy — envision a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs — and this afternoon in addition to the usual hitches in its digital gitalong I started having trouble simply staying connected to the site.
This is problematical if [...]
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