I could hope for a high-wire disaster. I could hope for an elephant rampage. I could hope for the fire-eater to combust. I could hope for the contortionist to break her back, the horses running in tight circles to collide sending their standing riders tumbling, the MC to be arrested mid-announcement by Feds for tax evasion while, the trapeze artists teeth to be pulled out. I could hope, as I always do hope, for the tiger to finally lose patience with that whip cracking in its face. (that hope was fulfilled once, and the result is still satisfying.)
As to that assembly of clowns, I do confess it freely that my powers of observation and association are not, at present, up to the task of positively identifying the upper four with requisite certitude.
This said, I state with all reasonable assurances that the bottommost clown is none other than 1960s teen heartthrob and tambourine man supreme, your friend and mine, the ever-charming, Mr. Davy Jones.
The Fishing Expedition, 2 or more clowns, "fishers of men" The Bread of Life, 2 or 3 clowns, used in conjunction with a communion service A Salty Tang, 3 or more clowns, -- using a cooking theme to talk about being "you are the salt of the world" The Carpenters, 2 clowns dressed as carpenters, using the skit to discuss the cross, as the clowns bumblingly attempt to build a cross.
Well, it would have been interesting watching Keith Olbermann cover it (assuming I could get myself to watch Keith Olbermann. I even have to turn the TV off at halftime of NBC NFL games.)
Well compared to Al Franken, Chris Matthews is as serious as a heart attack.
In other news, Nimrod got associated with dorks because it sounds dorky. And in even more other news, if you named your kid Nirmod, instead of Nimrod, would he grow up to become a billionaire?
The media likes to preach about the need for seperation of Church and State. Who will preach about the need for seperation of Media and State? We presently have a senator from SNL, and God only knows how many CNN staff represented in the Obama cabinet. If people think that their sources of entertainment and news are government propaganda, everyone--the public, the media, the goverment--loses.....I saw the Caroline Kennedy interview. She was very several orders of maginitude lamer than Sarah Palin. Caroline will not be the subject of a devastating satire on SNL. Maureen Dowd wrote a column admitting her lameness but pointing out that there was so much more to Caroline than one lame interview and, besides, Al D'Amato was even lamer. I don't have any hostile feelings to Caroline but the wish of the media to explain away or ignore her weaknesses makes me distrust both Caroline and the media.....I read recently that the Spitzer family took a hit in the Madoff scam. Spitzer was presented as the Sheriff of Wall St. Who will investigate the invetigative reporters who believed that Spitzer was such a keen investigator of Wall St fraud?
I am waiting for Chris to be named as White House Press Secretary. No one will get a question in without being interrupted by a performance by The Clown Chris.
An entire generation or two will not have the paradoxical view, whereby innocent fun masks horror (or sadness, remember Gigot?) beneath, but instead horror is their first response.
Mimes have made a graceful, silent exit. Perhaps clowns are making their last pratfall. A way of life is ending, but in the east a new light begins and increases. It is called MSNBC.
[Bobby] Keeshan had always complained when they had tried ot make him learn music, saying that music would kill the character of Clarabell. And, again, Keeshan was right. The much nicer Bobby Nicholson killed the old Clarabell forever. The old Clarabell you wouldn't want in your house; Nick's clown could marry your sister and it would be okay. `Clarabell had an impishess and a childlike quality,' Keeshan says today. `It think of Clarabell as the ungovernable child -- that aspect of a child that rebels and resists authority. I played him that way, and tried to be protective of the integrity of the character.'
It was perhaps true that Bobby Keeshan was not the more naturally talented of actors, but what talent he did have really came through in Clarabell. Perhaps it was the delighted sparkle in his eye, as if he really enjoyed blasting the Buffalo in the kisser with a spurt of cold seltzer.
_Say Kids! What Time Is It?_ p.150
In real life, Buffalo Bob hated Keeshan's Clarabell. Buffalo wanted musical talent for the stupid songs.
TV unleashed Matthew's political Tourettes. It was only a matter of time until he beclowned himself, undermining decades of astute political commentary and reportage.
However Americans love a comeback or well done second act and Matthews may yet sit in one of the chambers of congress. He's certainly better qualified than many who ran in 2008.
It is wonderous what changes come about when the mad dogs on here are now the minority.
Ohhhh feels so good to see you all twist and squirm. The issue isn't Chris, it is which of the few remaining republican barnburners have a safe seat.....
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So Althouse now links to porn sites? Wow -- that's change I'm not sure I believe in.
Exactly what kind of clown IS Chris Matthews?
Bozo the Clown?
Children's Party Clown?
Krusty the Clown?
Horror Movie Clown?
One of those Clowns who Comes out of a small car with 20 other Clowns?
Marcel Marceau?
I could hope for a high-wire disaster. I could hope for an elephant rampage. I could hope for the fire-eater to combust. I could hope for the contortionist to break her back, the horses running in tight circles to collide sending their standing riders tumbling, the MC to be arrested mid-announcement by Feds for tax evasion while, the trapeze artists teeth to be pulled out. I could hope, as I always do hope, for the tiger to finally lose patience with that whip cracking in its face. (that hope was fulfilled once, and the result is still satisfying.)
Clowns freak me out.
As a resident of Pennsylvania I will be busy the rest of the day thanking God.
"Clowns freak me out."
That's what I'm saying, Justin -- porn.
Notice all these nimrods are too good to run for the House. Nooo, they've got to be Senators.
In other news, how is it that the biblical bad guy Nimrod became synonymous with dork?
I don't have coulrophobia. I just think there's something creepy about them. I can't put my finger on it.
I always thought Judy Collins sang it best.
Nice soft music for a Thursday morning, yes?
Salamandyr said...
In other news, how is it that the biblical bad guy Nimrod became synonymous with dork?
I've always wondered that myself.
In other news, how is it that the biblical woman Dorcas become synonymous with nimrods?
As to that assembly of clowns, I do confess it freely that my powers of observation and association are not, at present, up to the task of positively identifying the upper four with requisite certitude.
This said, I state with all reasonable assurances that the bottommost clown is none other than 1960s teen heartthrob and tambourine man supreme, your friend and mine, the ever-charming, Mr. Davy Jones.
Gee, how did that get in there?
Oh, well.
Link.
There!
May I recommend clown-ministry.com?
And the book "Clown Ministry"?
Recommended skits:
The Fishing Expedition, 2 or more clowns, "fishers of men"
The Bread of Life, 2 or 3 clowns, used in conjunction with a communion service
A Salty Tang, 3 or more clowns, -- using a cooking theme to talk about being "you are the salt of the world"
The Carpenters, 2 clowns dressed as carpenters, using the skit to discuss the cross, as the clowns bumblingly attempt to build a cross.
What a wacky religion.
Yeah, but the clowning of the Senate would be good for the environment. Think of how many of them could carpool to work in a Prius. :D
Well, it would have been interesting watching Keith Olbermann cover it (assuming I could get myself to watch Keith Olbermann. I even have to turn the TV off at halftime of NBC NFL games.)
Host with the Most, you forgot Shakes the Clown.
There are also Killer Klowns from Outer Space, but I doubt they're constitutionally eligible to be Senators.
And perhaps we now need a Clown Czar to oversee all the governmental clowns.
OM,
I have the same problem with football on NBC, although my dislike of their coverage is compounded by the fact that I also cannot stand Bob Costas.
Don't bother, they're here.
Well compared to Al Franken, Chris Matthews is as serious as a heart attack.
In other news, Nimrod got associated with dorks because it sounds dorky. And in even more other news, if you named your kid Nirmod, instead of Nimrod, would he grow up to become a billionaire?
The media likes to preach about the need for seperation of Church and State. Who will preach about the need for seperation of Media and State? We presently have a senator from SNL, and God only knows how many CNN staff represented in the Obama cabinet. If people think that their sources of entertainment and news are government propaganda, everyone--the public, the media, the goverment--loses.....I saw the Caroline Kennedy interview. She was very several orders of maginitude lamer than Sarah Palin. Caroline will not be the subject of a devastating satire on SNL. Maureen Dowd wrote a column admitting her lameness but pointing out that there was so much more to Caroline than one lame interview and, besides, Al D'Amato was even lamer. I don't have any hostile feelings to Caroline but the wish of the media to explain away or ignore her weaknesses makes me distrust both Caroline and the media.....I read recently that the Spitzer family took a hit in the Madoff scam. Spitzer was presented as the Sheriff of Wall St. Who will investigate the invetigative reporters who believed that Spitzer was such a keen investigator of Wall St fraud?
Unlike politicians, the attractive thing about clowns is that they are mute.
"Unlike politicians, the attractive thing about clowns is that they are mute."
Thanks for reminding me why I hate Ronald McDonald.
I am waiting for Chris to be named as White House Press Secretary. No one will get a question in without being interrupted by a performance by The Clown Chris.
At one time, clowns must have been considered funny or enjoyable.
Now it is a cliché for a fearsome/creepy/mean/violent character.
An entire generation or two will not have the paradoxical view, whereby innocent fun masks horror (or sadness, remember Gigot?) beneath, but instead horror is their first response.
No, I don't have a point.
That's just how i roll.
Mimes have made a graceful, silent exit. Perhaps clowns are making their last pratfall. A way of life is ending, but in the east a new light begins and increases. It is called MSNBC.
I am waiting for Chris to be named as White House Press Secretary.
I thought Olbermann had dibs on that gig.
[Bobby] Keeshan had always complained when they had tried ot make him learn music, saying that music would kill the character of Clarabell. And, again, Keeshan was right. The much nicer Bobby Nicholson killed the old Clarabell forever. The old Clarabell you wouldn't want in your house; Nick's clown could marry your sister and it would be okay. `Clarabell had an impishess and a childlike quality,' Keeshan says today. `It think of Clarabell as the ungovernable child -- that aspect of a child that rebels and resists authority. I played him that way, and tried to be protective of the integrity of the character.'
It was perhaps true that Bobby Keeshan was not the more naturally talented of actors, but what talent he did have really came through in Clarabell. Perhaps it was the delighted sparkle in his eye, as if he really enjoyed blasting the Buffalo in the kisser with a spurt of cold seltzer.
_Say Kids! What Time Is It?_ p.150
In real life, Buffalo Bob hated Keeshan's Clarabell. Buffalo wanted musical talent for the stupid songs.
The Breakfast of Congressians
TV unleashed Matthew's political Tourettes. It was only a matter of time until he beclowned himself, undermining decades of astute political commentary and reportage.
However Americans love a comeback or well done second act and Matthews may yet sit in one of the chambers of congress. He's certainly better qualified than many who ran in 2008.
Oh darn, and I was hoping that Matthews and Franken could start a comedy troupe in the Senate.
It is wonderous what changes come about when the mad dogs on here are now the minority.
Ohhhh feels so good to see you all twist and squirm. The issue isn't Chris, it is which of the few remaining republican barnburners have a safe seat.....
none springs to mind.
Having seen Caroline Kennedy and Roland Burris receive appointments to Senate seats, perhaps Chris Matthews is waiting for one to be lobbed his way.
Speaking of nimrods (ba dump bump crash!), the high school athletic teams in Watersmeet, Michigan are named the Nimrods.
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