Image: Travel Channel
Image: Travel Channel
A photographer has the unique ability to call the right shots in politics, history and entertainment.
Her head tilted slightly to the left, her keenly intelligent gaze on the rapidly darkening horizon, Margaret deftly clicked some knobs into place on her Leica and breezily waved over one of the handful of suave, mustachioed Muscovite gentleman vying for her attention. "Vladimir! Do be a dear and strike a distinguished pose at the balcony rail so that I might check my focus?" Seconds after Vlad gratefully obliged, the siren she had been expecting careened shrilly into the genteel atmosphere, prompting the glittering hotel guests to obediently scoop up wraps and vodka tumblers and drift languidly back into the suite. Margaret adjusted one more tripod-mounted camera and her elegant auburn up-do, then cooly slipped through the French doors herself. As the ponderous blackout curtains settled into place and the first barrage of German bombs rained down on Moscow, she smiled inwardly at the knowledge that her automatic exposure timers had assuredly recorded the dramatic event. Now here's a woman who looks forward … just the ticket for photography and passion. The Bourke-White images range from the macabre to the divine - just like life. She got the shot.
Few American pioneers of photography or photojournalism can lay claim to the panache or the professional legacy of the dauntless, daring Margaret Bourke-White ... particularly few women have a prayer of doing so. Many artists adventure, yet a scant handful participate in history. Over the wide-ranging course of her career, Margaret was in turn torpedoed in the Mediterranean, strafed by the Luftwaffe, stranded on a remote Arctic island, nearly eviscerated along with a German airfield near Tunis, obliged to enter Buchenwald with Patton, thoroughly blitz-bombarded in Moscow, and fished out of the chilly waters of the Chesapeake when her chopper crashed.
In a pre-pimp for his own show Fox News Sunday, the disappointing Chris Wallace had a remarkably large heap of steaming Obama Blame to shovel in on Fox and Friends Weekend.
The Curvy Couch of Ick at Fox Noise urged him on and then proceeded to launch into their own non-truthiness and spin. Quelle surpreeze.
Video below, there's time to make a Bloody Mary - you're gonna' need it. We won't catch Wallace's own show until 2 p.m. EST, so watch this space. [As Maddow and GottaLaff say when wisely tipping us off.]
From Fox online, don your Wellies, further bloviation about both Iraq and the hallucinated lack of Feck. [Those feckers.]
The contrast between Friday’s press conference in London by British Prime Minister David Cameron and Thursday’s White House remarks by President Obama could not have been starker.
Mr. Cameron delivered a robust assessment of the scale of the Islamist threat to Great Britain and to the free world.
Well you know who was born swimming in feck … B Actor/Reagan and Dumbass DubDub-Dubbuyuh, that's who.
And how did that pair turn out for all of us normal folks? The poverty stricken and disappearing middle class sure need to be looked out by someone … these three excepted. (Nothing against Cameron, but he seems to have two full hands.
And I bet each had a section of their wardrobes dedicated to pristine tan summer wear.
Now the Rightie Putin love is almost implausible, but defying the plausible is part of their Fvx Platinum Denial Program.
Perhaps half-Governor Sarah Palin does spend a lot of time on her porch, cleaning long-guns in pumps.
To me this cocktail says late night -- so you don't have far to go to make it to bed before the whole damn house starts spinning.
It's a sipper.
Though I can easily see Scarlett O'Hara knocking three back in a row on a 'bad man day'.
This version is from Esquire Magazine. Stock up on tea/bartenders sugar cubes if your supply is low. Two types of bitters may seem redundant, but they are very different in flavor, color and degrees of 'pucker'. The drink is thought to have been invented in old New Orleans, circa 1850.
Cognac was sometimes substituted for rye, but a massive cognac shortage at that time changed the recipe.
No wonder women randomly display their twins at Mardi Gras.
1 sugar cube
2 1/2 ounces rye whisky
2 dashes Peychaud's bitters
1 dash Angostura bitters
Glass Type: old-fashioned glass
In an Old-Fashioned glass (not a mixing glass; it's part of the ritual), muddle a sugar cube with a few drops of water. Add several small ice cubes and the rye whiskey,* the Peychaud's bitters, and the Angostura bitters.**
Stir well and strain into a second, chilled, Old-Fashioned glass in which you have rolled around a few drops of absinthe (no substitute really works, but you can try either a mix of Pernod and green Chartreuse, or Absente) until its inside is thoroughly coated, pouring off the excess. Garnish with a twist of lemon peel (some insist that this be squeezed over the drink and discarded; Handy wasn't so picky).
* Use the good stuff, if you can find it: Van Winkle Family Reserve Rye (13 years old), or Sazerac Rye (18 years old).
** Optional. It's not in the original recipe, but it's traditional nonetheless, and it's not bad.
Raw Story covered this heinous situation, and it seems like a message/warning we should all receive if we aren't dedicated violence junkies or Gun Fondlers.
A former reporter who worked for both The Washington Post and The Wall Street Journal said this week that he expected to be blind in one eye after being badly beaten in a Walmart parking lot.
Not a kerfluffle over a poppy stand on some mountain range in Afghanistan … an effing Walmart in Montana.
Les Gapay, 70, told the Missoulian that he had recently left his Section 8 housing in California to move back to Montana, but he was forced to live out of his truck while he was waiting for a senior apartment to open up.
When Gapay arrived in Billings on Sunday night, he said it was too late to find a campsite, so he decided to spend the night at the Mullan Road Super Walmart. After using the bathroom inside the store, two men approached him.
“These two guys came up to me and were obviously drunk,” he recalled. “They started saying they wanted to shake hands with me.” He told the men that he did not want to shake hands, then he said that one of the men “slugged me right in the chest.” As Gapay tried to call police, the man continued to hit him. He said that a third man arrived and began punching him in the eye.
I imagine there's someone to phrase the overview, with more punch; as I can't get past the assembling Posse in Missoula, seemingly played on one of those Sony/Black Box dealios in your Mom's basement.
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