My football picks hit a snag last week.
After three weeks of success and a nice early Sunday morning Jets win in London, everything went downhill and I ended up 4-5 on the week—not up to the standards of my wealthy backer, Sir Wolfred Arthurson Summerfield-Platt VII.
To make my picks great again, I am enlisting a secret weapon: the women of Donald Trump’s modeling agency. While Platt believes that Trump is too poor to be a good leader, it is undeniable that the real estate mogul’s employees are the most beautiful and classy women in the world.
Eight picks this week, all inspired by Trump:
My fiancée, who is otherwise appropriately territorial, has told me that if ever I am going to be permitted a hall pass in our relationship it will be for Jancis Robinson alone. Robinson, who has been writing about wine for 40 years now, is the lead editor and general force behind The Oxford Companion to Wine, The World Atlas of Wine, and Wine Grapes—this last, lavishly illustrated volume weighing in (an appropriate metaphor in this case) at 1,280 pages. She is the wine columnist for the Financial Times and edits an eponymous website for subscribers—devoted, of course, to the grape. In 1984, she became the first person not directly employed in the wine business to pass the hilariously demanding Master of Wine exam.
As is often the case with such endeavors, Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead—a documentary about the early years of the National Lampoon comedy empire—is never shy about showering praise on its subject matter. This is a celebration, not an examination, and those looking for a critique of the brilliantly ribald publication, radio show, off-Broadway play, and film franchise are best off going elsewhere.
President Barack Obama said this week that he is rooting for the Chicago Cubs to win the World Series, putting in doubt whether he has ever cared about baseball at all.
Radio host Howard Stern offered up another vociferous defense of Israel during Wednesday morning’s broadcast, just a day after he condemned Pink Floyd front man Roger Waters for backing economic boycotts of the Jewish state.
Amanda Hess* has a good piece on the life and death (mostly the death) of a 13-year-old YouTube “star” whose untimely passing due to an undiagnosed health problem led to his earning more fame than ever. There’s a lot of interesting stuff going on here (Gawker, as ever, remains a particularly scummy enterprise) but the crux of the post is that the “traditional” (read: print/TV and blogs older than six months) media made this kid actually famous after he died:
The Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO) attacked and demanded an apology from radio host Howard Stern on Wednesday, a day after Stern offered a full-throated defense of the Jewish state and lashed out a Pink Floyd rocker Roger Waters for supporting boycotts of Israel.
Emily Nussbaum, the New Yorker‘s fantastic TV critic, has an essay in that magazine on the relationship between advertising and television that is well worth your time. It works as both a critique of native advertising and a history; as one wise show put it, all this has happened before and all of it will happen …
Radio host Howard Stern lashed out at Pink Floyd front man Roger Waters on Tuesday, branding him an anti-Semite for supporting boycotts of the Jewish state.