Sunday, November 26, 2017

Weekly Mail November 26, 2017




Hey:

Hope your Thanksgiving was a good one.

We always put the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on, every Thanksgiving morning. I don't usually watch it that closely. I'm either reading the paper, or checking e-mail or something. Timmy will watch it for a few minutes but like me, will eventually find something else to occupy his time. We watch for the floats we like, and maybe a song or two, but otherwise it's quite boring.

For one thing, NBC's coverage is a joke. First of all, I don't get it with Matt Lauer. He's not particularly handsome or funny or much of anything, yet he's like the highest paid person on TV. I literally sit there and say to myself, "I could do what he does, and do it for a lot less money." And trust me, I'm not so arrogant as to think I can do any job on TV better, but his I could definitely do.

Secondly, I almost forgot how much the parade is actually a three hour infomercial for the network. And Lord knows NBC is far from the only network that's guilty of this, but holy $h-t, every time a cool float was being shown, they'd cut to that creep Al Roker shmoozing someone from one of NBC's shows. Sullivan Stapleton from Blindspot, Mike Vogel from The Brave, the guy who plays Kevin on This is Us etc. They spent more time humping NBC shows than showing what was going on in the parade.

They also decided to push the big hockey game they were showing on Friday between the Penguins and Bruins. Fair enough, you know I can never get enough hockey. But they put Raymond Bourque and  Bryan Trottier on a float,  with Trottier in a Penguin jersey, because let's face it, when you think of the Penguins, Trotts is the first player to come to mind. To add insult to injury, they put a graphic on TV with Bourque's name on Trottier and Trottier's name on Bourque.

Then this happened..





This was the Prairie View A&M University marching storm, or so they call themselves.  And this particular dude decides to do this to the millions of families watching this over breakfast on Thanksgiving morning. I would have loved to hear the explanations parents were giving to their kids as to why this band member decided to make it look like he was using his instrument, on his, well, instrument.

Unfortunately, you have two choices, wake up early and go out in the cold and watch the parade live, or sit at home and be held hostage by NBC's crappy coverage. If it were up to me, I'd sleep in. Wake me up when the lousy football games start.

And BTW, could they have picked three worse games to show? The Lions who are usually putrid are actually having a decent year, but played like they usually do on Thanksgiving, which is to say like crap. The Cowboys, sans Ezikiel Elliot got destroyed by the Chargers, and of course our Giants continued their losing ways with another putrid game against Washington.

Believe it or not, that was actually the fun part of this week's rant. Here now the obituaries...


Charles Manson- With the long overdue death of one of our nation's most notorious criminals, came the replaying and retelling of the gruesome crimes he perpetrated.

And to me, the scariest aspect of the whole sordid tale, wasn't Manson himself. It was the women he had carry out those murders.

All the major news websites posted pictures of the young (at the time) ladies as they were being led to the courtroom, and they were smiling and laughing as if they were on their way to the beach. And they looked, well, normal! Manson had those bug eyes and the long hair and he just looked like a homicidal monster. Those women didn't look like killers at all. And that's what made them so scary to me. Those are the images that would have kept me awake if I was alive back then.

Most of those psycho bitc-es are still in jail. One of them died in prison a few years ago. Another was apparently granted parole, but that decision is being reviewed by California governor Jerry Brown. Here's hoping Governor Moonbeam keeps his senses and overrules the courts. Lock 'em up and throw away the key.



David Cassidy- It's rare that someone who is at one time insanely famous and popular falls hard on their face and that I find myself feeling really bad for them. But such is the case upon hearing that David Cassidy was knock knock knockin on heaven's door last weekend.

When I was in 7th grade, my teacher gave us a handout of some sort and told us not to lose it, suggesting we put it up next to our poster of David Cassidy. We must have looked at him like he was nuts, because he said "When I was your age, every girl in my class had a David Cassidy poster." It was later on that summer when I was watching Partridge Family reruns on Channel 9 in the morning, that I saw who Cassidy was. (Watching my then  3 year old sister Katie scream "Happy!" whenever that egg appeared on the screen was an added treat)

When the Partridge Family was first on in the early 70's, David Cassidy had the world on a string. He played to sold out concerts all over the world, the overwhelming majority of the crowds being teenage girls. My 7th grade teacher wasn't fibbing, if you were a teenager in the early 70's chances are you were sweating David Cassidy.

But like most people who find fame early, Cassidy began to encounter problems. Unable to shake his teen idol status, he had a hard time finding more adult roles, both musically and in tv/film. This frustartion led him to bouts of drug and alcohol abuse, and the financial difficulties that those problems usually lead to.

It's just sad, maybe because I've been in a sad mood myself the past few weeks, but that's where I'm at with David Cassidy. I wonder if stronger management could have helped him. I mean even in the 80's and 90's he still looked much younger than his years, he could have made it as a singer or an actor. It just seems like such a waste. Even though he made it to 67 in a life where many people don't make it that far, he stills seems to have died young, doesn't it?

Just sad.




If you were keeping score at home, the first reported violence on Black Friday took place in Hoover, Alabama.



OK, here's some good news...

DRINKING: This Bud's for You (on Mars)

A report on Fox News.com (don't tune out just because it's Fox, people) says that Budweiser is planning on sending a shipment of barley to the International Space Station, where it will stay for a month in orbit before heading back to earth to be analyzed.

The ultimate goal according to Budweiser VP Ricardo Marques is to eventually brew Budweiser on Mars.

“Budweiser is always pushing the boundaries of innovation and we are inspired by the collective American Dream to get to Mars,” said Budweiser Vice President Ricardo Marques in a statement. “We are excited to begin our research to brew beer for the red planet.”

So there you go my friends. One day we may be spending the night before Thanksgiving on Mars. Pounding Buds. How about a Hat Party on Mars. Although I'm guessing the hats would have to be helmets. So we have that going for us.

Which is nice.

That's all I have to say. Salud!

and Have a Great Week






Sunday, November 19, 2017

Weekly Mail November 19, 2017



Hey:

It's Thanksgiving week. Which means the holiday season is upon us. The good (getting together with family and friends) the bad (24 hours of Christmas music) and the ugly (competitive shopping)

Buckle up!

In other news....


MEDIA: WFAN Unveils New Shows

With the pending departure of Mike Francesca and the arrest of Craig Carton, those of us who listen to WFAN (in spite of ourselves mostly) have been eagerly awaiting the decision as to who will replace the morning and afternoon blowhards.

Those decisions came down this week, Francesca will be replaced by Chris Carlin, Maggie Gray and Bart Scott. Carton will be replaced by Greg Giannotti.

Please try to contain your excitement.

Carlin is all right, to me no more talented than Joe Beningo, Evan Roberts or Steve Sommers. Joe and Evan probably should have been moved to afternoon drive, if truth be told. I don't know much about Gray, but all reviews on her have been positive so I'm willing to give her a chance. I would have preferred Kim Jones if the FAN was hell bent on a female perspective in afternoon drive, but she'd reportedly turned down the gig.

My beef with all this is with Bart Scott. Another ex football player getting his own show? WTF? I'm looking for less football talk on the FAN, not more.

I realize that the other ex-football player on the FAN, Boomer Esiason has been a success. But he pretty much forced his trade to the Jets in 1993 from the Bengals looking to hone his skills as a broadcaster in his post playing career. I also realize that Boomer can hold his own talking hoops, more than hold his own talking baseball, and let's face it, he's pretty much by default the FAN's hockey expert.

But Scott hasn't proven he can do any of that. His broadcast experience has been the NFL Today and that's about it. Is the FAN now going to be a 365 day a year football station? That will make it un-listenable.

Giannotti replacing Carton doesn't exactly quicken my pulse either, but I give the FAN props for not catering to the lowest common denominator with their selection. I always thought they were hypocrites, replacing Don Imus who was fired for insulting the Rutgers Women's Basketball Team, with a guy who every year had a "tournament of babes" on the FAN, who encouraged female fans to wear nothing but a team jersey to please their man (then have the women call and report about it). If that's what they were going to do, why not give Imus a 6 month RIP and bring him back?  In any event, I didn't see anything wrong with the morning show just promoting Jerry Recco to full time co-host. Is he that much worse than Giannotti? I don't think so.

When the FAN was talking about auditioning the likes of Chris Christie to replace Francesca, I thought they were nuts, but I kind of like the fact they were thinking outside the box a bit. I'd almost would have rather had someone outside the sports world than someone who is strictly into one sport. Especially if that sport is football. Boomer and Carton was a successful show, which I know I didn't give much of a chance either. Maybe I'll be wrong about The Afternoon Drive with Carlin, Bart and Maggie too.

I just can't see it working.


POLITICS: Trump to the rescue!!!!!

Who said President Trump was useless?

Last week, he came to the rescue of three UCLA basketball players who were facing weeks of confinement in a Shanghai jail after being arrested for shoplifting. Our fearless leader asked Chinese President Xi Jinping to step in and have the three players released. Sure enough they were back on a plane to Los Angeles hours later. Crisis averted. Our hero!

All the $h-t going on in the world, people far more deserving of freedom, he gets these 3 knuckleheads sprung?

How stupid do you have to be to go to a foreign country, a communist country at that, and steal? One of the thieves was LiAngelo Ball, brother of Lonzo Ball of the Lakers and son of loudmouth LaVar Ball. Obviously this Ball has no brains They were caught stealing from Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Yves St. Laurent. How did they think they wouldn't be caught?

The latest development in this sorry story os that Trump is now saying he wishes he had left the three dopes in China because of Ball's father saying that Trump wasn't the reason his kid got sprung. Don't know what rump expected, LaVar Ball might be the one man in America who says more ridiculous crap than does the President.

As I mentioned on Facebook last weekend, if I were a college coach and I had to play a game in a foreign country, I'd make the in-flight movie Midnight Express. Show these spoiled bastards what can happen if you run afoul of the law in a foreign country.



I will spare you my annual rant about Black Friday. Unless you want to take a guess as to which city will report the first serious injury/death. Feel free to respond. Otherwise, and especially this year, make sure you tell someone you love how thankful you are for them in your life.

Happy Thanksgiving

and Have a Great Week

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Weekly Mail November 12, 2017



Hello:


First of all, I'd like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who wrote, called, clicked or otherwise reached out to send sympathies last week. As hard as these last few days have been, the outpouring we've received has been really heartwarming. And will be long remembered.

Onto the week that was...



TERRORISM:

On the afternoon of Halloween, a 29 year old terrorist drove a truck down a bicycle path downtown, killing 8 and injuring many others. Just under a week later, another terrorist walked into a church in Sutherland Springs Texas and killed 26 people.

2 terrorist attacks within days of each other. One with a truck, one with an automatic rifle.

They weren't connected. Technically.

But they were. In this sense. Because they brought out the ugliness that we are capable of.

The NRA pointed out that the terror attack in NYC was committed by a guy driving a Home Depot truck, so lets ban trucks or Home Depot? They also pointed out that the creep who shot up the church was in turn shot by an armed citizen. Surely he would have gotten away if that guy didn't have rifle on the rack of his truck.

The anti-gun people said that it took far less time for the church shooter to cause his carnage than it did the truck driver, and that while 1 death is too many, 8 dead compared to 26 should tell you all you need to know. Some even went to so far to accuse the pro gun people of racism. I saw one person write that when a foreigner kills people (the truck driver was from Uzbekistan) we demand walls and border security, but when a white guy kills people, we offer thoughts and prayers.

Meanwhile nothing gets done. I'm sick of the carnage, more importantly, I'm sick of the rhetoric.

Because the rhetoric is what's tearing the country apart. I feel like if I listen to these yahoos enough, I should be choosing a side. Which of the bad guys do you root for? If your with the NRA, you have the church shooter, if your anti gun, the truck driver is your guy.

Does that sound sick to you? It should, and to most right minded people, it is.

Yet that's what we are being fed here. Once again the extremists on both sides are controlling the argument, while the majority of us in the middle suffer the consequences.

It never ends man, it never ends.


ELECTIONS: The Quietest Landslide

The night Barack Obama defeated John McCain in 2008, the people in the apartment next to me audibly cheered, nearly waking up my then 2 month old son. I looked out the window onto York Avenue and saw people hugging and high fiving. The next day at work, people were giddy. I was none of the above, but I got it. It was exciting.

Thing is, Obama won the popular vote with a percentage of 53% of the vote. A clear win, to be sure. But not a landslide by any stretch.

Last Tuesday, Bill deBlasio was re-elected mayor of New York City. The Dope from Park Slope captured nearly 67% of the vote, clobbering Republican candidate Nicole Malliotakis by over 400,000 votes. And yet, for a guy who supposedly had 2/3 of the electorate vote for him, I have yet to meet one person who has copped to doing so.

It's the strangest thing.... Not one person went on any of my social media and said Thank God we got him re-elected. I either had my fellow right wingers screaming their heads off like that poor thing in Washington DC did the day Trump got sworn in. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kh1Pj8HyWhk.
Or my left wing friends maintaining radio silence or even bashing TDFPS. I'm not exaggerating here, I didn't hear anybody say they were happy about this.

Now there were some good theories going around.  One of my political experts suggested that DeBlasio's critics are actually folks like myself who commute to the city for work, but actually live outside the city (Nassau, Suffolk, Westchester etc.) I'll buy that to an extent, but I still have plenty of friends in the boroughs, of all races and creeds, and I'm telling you not one of them told me they voted for DeBlasio. Look, it's none of my damn bidness who anybody voted for. I'm not looking for you to spill your innermost secrets, but the next person who tells me they voted that big doofus back for another 4 years, will be the first person to do so.

FYI: Out here in Nassau county, I actually voted for someone who won, believe it or not. Laura Curran was elected Nassau's first female county executive and although WM's policy is usually to bash the person I didn't vote for, I will admit I voted for Curran. I will also tell you I would have had no issue in NYC voting for Malliotakis, so anybody who thinks I didn't vote for Hillary Clinton last year because she's a female can take it and tuck it.


AVIATION (Sad News): RIP Roy Halladay

Former Blue Jay and Phillie star pitcher Roy Halliday died last week when a single passenger plane he was piloting crashed into the Gulf of Mexico. Halliday left behind a wife and two young kids. One of the premier pitchers of the early 21st century, Halliday is the only other pitcher besides Don Larsen to throw a post season no-hitter (Larsen's was in the World Series).

Two idiot shock jocks in Boston took Halladay to task for "screwing around in his toy plane" and called him a moron and a jackass, and said he deserved what he got.

I don't necessarily disagree that Halladay was reckless and maybe should have considered taking up a less dangerous hobby. I've read that the plane he was flying was considered quite risky. But to call the poor guy names just hours after his death is simply classless.


AVIATION (Fun News): Mile High Heater

A 48 year old woman and a 28 year old man were arrested and received citations after they were caught, well, I'm trying to put this in a way that I don't get in trouble.. aw the hell with it, the 48 year old was blowing the 28 year old.

The in flight hummer took place on a Los Angeles to Detroit Delta flight on October 29. Officials say the two were total strangers before the flight. So I guess that's one way to make friends.

According to the Detroit Free Press, while the highly intoxicated woman was going to town on this dude, who probably thought he should have played the lottery before he left LA, another man was sleeping in the seat next to them.

Apparently he was the only person to miss the show, as several passengers did see it and complained to the flight crew. One witness told the Detroit Metro Police that he approached the two and "witnessed the lady in the man's lap performing felatio...they had a blanket partially covering the act. I asked for boarding cards and names."I don't know if this witness was on the flight crew, but if it was just some random passenger, I would told him to get lost.

Then again, I wouldn't be getting paid on a plane either.

This ended up being investigated by the FBI, but no charges were filed. The woman apparently is banned from flying Delta again. It's too bad Donald Trump's airline went belly up, along with many of his other businesses. She probably could have flown on that airline free for life.


Again, thank you so much for all your thoughts, prayers and good wishes. Please keep them coming.

And Have a Great Week

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Weekly Mail Special-Remembering a Legend

Hi Everyone

I've been hinting that I was pulling hard for the Yankees this post-season, but not really giving the reason. 

Many of you already know, but for those who don't, my father in law, Tim Connors put up a brave fight against brain cancer this year. The battle sadly came to an end last week. 


As I was sitting there with him, watching the Yankees through this playoff run, and seeing the Dodgers take care of business against the Cubs, my mind wandered back to probably the first World Series I remember watching. The last Yankee-Dodger World Series, 1981. 


As an 8 year old New Yorker, I thought I was doing my civic duty by pulling for the Yankees despite my being a Met fan. Because I couldn't stay up to watch the end of the games (and come to think of it, I still can't) my father was kind enough to write YANKS WON on an index card, and stick it on my night stand so that it would be the first thing I saw when I got up in the morning. 


The first two games at Yankee Stadium, I woke up, happy to see that YANKS WON index card on my nightstand. After Game 3 in Los Angeles the index card was nowhere to be found. Games 4 and 5 were weekend day games, (remember those?) so I knew they had lost. 


I watched the first few innings of Game 6 back in the Bronx. When I went to bed, the Yankees were winning and Tommy John was cruising. I fully expected to wake up the next morning, see the index card and get ready for Game 7. 


I looked everywhere the next morning.....on the nightstand, under my bed, under my pillow.. then I thought maybe the big guy forgot. I mean that had to be it right?


I then over heard on the radio that they had lost. A couple of years later, when I really began to understand the game, I learned about Bob Lemon's decision to take Tommy John out, and a cavalcade of Yankee relievers gave up 9 runs. (again sound familiar?)


Needless to say I was disappointed that they lost, and I remember asking my father if he was as upset as I was.


He shook his head no.


Well why not?


He explained that he was a Dodger fan as a kid, and that whenever the Dodgers and Yankees played in the World Series, he always rooted for the Dodgers. His favorite players were those 1960's Dodgers, Willie Davis, Maury Wills, Wes Parker. Besides the Mets, the Dodgers were his team. 


Except in 1977 he said. That year I rooted for the Yankees. I wanted them to win for Raffy. 


Raffy was my mom's father, my grandfather who died suddenly in July that year. 


And so I found myself this year rooting hard for the Yankees, to honor my father in law the way my father did for his 40 years ago. To send Tim out with a championship. 


But the truth of the matter is, Tim Connors didn't need any team to win. He was every bit a champion in his own right.


He was a champion as a kid, making the long commute from Woodside to the North Bronx, playing football and going to school at Mt. St Michael High School. And he was a champion as a student athlete at Hofstra University.


He was a champion and a hero when he served his country in Vietnam. Earning his country's third highest civilian honor, the Bronze Star, for an unimaginable act of bravery that saved his platoon from capture. 


He was a champion to the young brokers and traders that he took under his wing on Wall Street. A kind and compassionate mentor in a business that is more known for being mean and unforgiving. 


He was a champion when at an age that most people begin to retire, he went back to school and took classes and landed a job working with medical records. That took courage and a self confidence that we all should be so lucky to possess. 


He was a champion because he was a devoted and faithful husband to my mother in law Joan. In this day and age, that is an amazing thing and as special an example of true love as you will find anywhere anytime.


He was a champion because along with Joan, he raised three beautiful, strong independednt daughters, Tara, Kerry and Megan. I'm very lucky to have a wife as incredible as Tara.  And I owe that to Tim and Joan. 


He was a champion in his favorite role of all, as a Grandfather. Pop, to the three lights of his life, Timmy, Connor and Finley. His love for them, and theirs for him is a thing of beauty. 


He was my champion too. No question about it. I could have easily been Meathead to his Archie Bunker, Phil Dunphy to his Jay Pritchett.  But he never made me feel that way. Not once ever. 


For as firecely loyal and protective as he was of his girls, he was protective of me as well. I never felt that he wasn't in my corner. I can't express how much that love meant to me. I will carry that with me for as long as I live.


The outpouring of love that we saw this past week will also stay with me for a long time. Three words I heard more often than not were "larger than life." It's one of those phrases that is often abused, but in this case I can attest to it's accuracy. He touched so many people with his generousity, personality and his love. I'm so lucky I had a front row seat these past 13 years to all of that. I'm sorry I missed the years before, but I look forward to hearing the stories. 


For now all I can say is thank you. As an American, thank you for serving and defending our nation. As a husband, thank you for raising my amazing Tara. As a son in law, thank you for your love and support. As a dad and uncle, thank you for being such a wonderful Pop. 


You really were, really are larger than life.


Our champion. 




Thank you so much to everyone who reached out during this awful time. Your continued prayers and good thoughts are always appreciated. 


Have a Great Week