Sad Anniversary: The Death Of Ty Cobb, July 17, 1961

July 17, 2007

Ty Cobb website (claims to be “official”)

Ty Cobb wikipedia

Ty Cobb Museum

[. . .] Cobb spoke of why he was constantly on the warpath up north: “I get into a lot of trouble and have made many enemies. But my philosophy is brief. I think life is too short to be diplomatic. A man’s friends shouldn’t mind what he does or says — and those who are not his friends, well, the hell with them. They don’t count.”
Cobb: The Life and Times of the Meanest Man Who Ever Played Baseball by Al Stump; pg. 237

And:

Nobody was with him at 1:20 P.M. on July 17, 1961, when he died, five months short of the age of seventy-five. Emory announced that death was “peaceful.” Insiders said that he looked ghastly.

His foremost rival, Babe Ruth, had died in 1948 and an estimated quarter of a million people filed by his coffin at Yankee Stadium. The beloved Babe packed St. Patrick’s Cathedral and every major-league club was represented at the two-day services. Ty Cobb drew just three men from big-league ball to his funeral. They were Mickey Cochrane, old-time catcher Ray Schalk, and Nap Rucker from his minor-league days. Other than these and several hundred Little Leaguers of the Royston area north of Atlanta who lined the path to his twelve-foot-high marble mausoleum, the funeral of the most shrewd, inventive, lurid, detested, mysterious, and superb of all baseball players went unattended by any official representative of the game at which he excelled.
Cobb: The Life and Times of the Meanest Man Who Ever Played Baseball by Al Stump; pg. 420

Those bastards. Babe Ruth was a fat bag of shit.

And no, I’m not a baseball fan.

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Quote Of The Day: iPhone

July 17, 2007

The iPhone is a piece of shit, and so is your face.

When the iPhone was first announced, CEO Steve Jobs spewed enough BS to cover a football field full of babies 3 feet deep in bullshit, which sounds cool because he could have potentially murdered a football field full of babies, but he passed on this opportunity by introducing the phone instead.

–linkswipe from Matthew St. Amand (who sent this out as a MySpace Bulletin!)


YouTube: Stingray (Not That One!)

July 17, 2007

It’s the Stephen J. Cannell Stingray. Finally! I’d been waiting for this to surface somewhere.

Not available on DVD. The user seems to have transferred these from his own VHS recordings.

My God! This was twenty years ago!

This is the user’s index.

These are shredded into annoying 4-to-5-minute bits. If people would use other video sites, there’d be no need for this shredding. Let’s start leaving YouTube for the original stuff that’s ten minutes or less in length. Other video sites are more accommodating of longer material.


Warren Ellis: Chapter One Of Next Week’s Novel Available

July 17, 2007

Oh bugger. I stopped reading at page three.

Not because it wasn’t good. Because there’s only fifteen pages — and already I knew I wanted to go on and rip through the rest of the damned book. The book that isn’t there.

If you have more self-restraint and can stand to read a sample — no, the all-important first — chapter of a book and simply consider it like, say, a movie trailer, and can muster the patience to wait for the book (where you will read the first chapter for a second time!), then go ahead and sample what will be all over bookstores just next week.

That’s a PDF link, by the way.

Mark my words: Eillis’s comics work will come to a halt. He will be a novelist after next week.


Movie: Dumb Hard

July 17, 2007

The official title is Live Free or Die Hard, but mine is truthful.

It’s never a good sign when a movie opens up with people sitting, typing away at keyboards and looking at screens. I should have realized it would all be downhill from there.

And it was.

It was just So Freakin Stupid!

The only saving grace was McClane’s defiant daughter and the fact that Bruce Willis must have ad-libbed his own dialog (because all of the remaining dialog would have made even Stan Lee throw up!).

Look, movie makers, stop making movies with people sitting at keyboards and screens. Just stop it right now! None of that is exciting. I don’t care if you think you’re reflecting what you think is Real Life — why do I want to watch a movie where people are doing what I just did before entering the theater?!!? It’s not only boring, it’s irritating as hell because none of you seem to have ever touched a computer in your damned lives and your mistakes on-screen are legion and are more than simply annoying!

And what alternate universe do you people live in where letters or graphics appearing on a screen generates a skrinchy dee-dee-dee-dee-dee sound?! If my PC did that, I — along with most of the world’s population — would be descending on both Bill Gates and Steve Jobs to eviscerate them for the non-stop noise!

I’m not even going to go into the plot, which was just such bloody nonsense. What I will point out is the utter contempt of the alleged “writers” of this atrocity for the audience. Do you really think we’re all so stupid that no one would realize what you were doing with that natural gas bullshit? I can see you potheads sitting around on your overfed and untalented asses coming up with that brainstorm: “Hey, let’s try to kill McClane with the biggest fart ever put in a movie!!! Wouldn’t that be kewl? Hyuk-hyuk.” Who the hell wrote this crap — Beavis and Butt-Head?! (No: by comparison, B&B look like intellects!)

The first Die Hard was an original, brilliant, and exciting-as-hell movie. One man finds himself trapped in a situation he has to fight his way out of. How semiotic is that?! That movie probably sent shockwaves through the philosophic intelligentsia in France and spawned millions of college campus discussions that led to thousands of dissertations.

Ever since that first one? Pfft! Crap! Dreck! Desperation! Hackdom!

This one was the worst of the bunch because it cloaked itself in such pretensions.

Man, that geek Willis had to drag around with him — was that the guy who plays the Mac in the TV ads? It sure looked like him. I’m too lazy to look it up — and I really don’t want to know. The character is repugnant in a TV ad — and you had to give him a movie?!

I rarely go to see movies in theaters because of the de-civilized audiences (oh, please please please give me free reign to kill the talkers and the cellphone addicts! please please please!). Now I have another reason to avoid seeing movies: the movies themselves have gotten dumber than the audience!

If you haven’t seen this one yet, skip it. Save your time and brain cells.