Big Laurel and Hardy fest tomorrow evening on Turner Classic Movies. At 8:00 (all times Eastern), they run Bonnie Scotland, followed by The Devil's Brother at 9:30. Bonnie Scotland is okay and The Devil's Brother is probably the best of the "period" pieces they did. At 11:15, we get Nothing But Trouble, which is one of their later, less-than-wonderful features so skip that one unless you're a completist.

At 2 AM, TCM is running three shorts in a row: The Music Box, Them Thar Hills and Tit for Tat. Of these, The Music Box is the gem. Them Thar Hills is a short that I always thought was among the weaker efforts of Stan and Ollie but it was apparently quite popular with audiences of the time. So they made Tit for Tat as something of a sequel, and it's also not among my favorites. But what comes next is.

At 3:30 AM — and remember, these are all Eastern times I'm giving you — TCM gives us Sons of the Desert, followed at 4:45 AM by Way Out West. These were probably the two best features Laurel and Hardy ever made

That's all from Turner Classic Movies (although they are running Room Service on Wednesday if you like medium-grade Marx Brothers films). However, Tuesday morning the Fox Movie Channel is airing The Big Noise, which is another of those later films when The Boys were showing their ages and when they missed the freedom and support of the Hal Roach Studios. It does have some wonderful moments, though. Nothing Laurel and Hardy ever did was without wonderful moments.

The polling conducted by Fox News currently has George W. Bush at 36% approval and 53% disapproval, while they have the Vice-President at 35% approval, 53% disapproval. Dick Cheney is now demanding that when he checks into a hotel room, all the television sets be tuned to The Cartoon Network.

Of all the animated clips I've seen posted to the 'net, this one's my favorite. Even better is that I agree with its message and that it was commissioned by and distributed by the folks at Consumer's Union, the people who bring you Consumer's Reports magazine.

Seymour Hersh on the prospects for a war in Iran.

Gilbert Gottfried is blogging.

A couple of folks have written in to ask me if one of the two ladies in this morn's video clip — the one on the left — is Noel Neill, who played Lois Lane on the Superman TV series. I don't know. It looks a little like her but I'm not sure and I don't see any mention of it in her authorized biography, the pages of which I just flipped through. So decide for yourself…or someone ask her. (One bit of possible evidence: Ms. Neill says she made her movie debut after she signed her first studio contract in 1943 with Paramount. William Frawley wasn't working for Paramount at the time so the film probably was not made there. But it also could have been made before '43 — say, at Universal or Republic or Columbia — studios for which Frawley was freelancing — and Noel just didn't recall being hired for what must have been only a few hours or work. Or maybe it isn't her.)

Hmm…you know what would make a good video link for this morning? Three minutes of World War II musical propaganda telling Americans how we're going to kick Hitler's ass. And what would make it even better is if it was performed by the guy who later played Fred Mertz on I Love Lucy.

But where would we find such a thing?

For some time now, the Writers Guild of America has made slow but undeniable progress in its attempt to represent those who write animation. Through a fluke of history, if you write a script for a live-action Disney film, you're covered by the WGA and if you write a script for an animated film for Disney, you're covered by the Animation Guild, Local 839. Having been a member of both and written both kinds of scripts for Disney and other studios, I can tell you there's no contest as to which labor organization does a better job for us. The WGA is equipped to handle the needs of writers, and not just in terms of getting them more money than 839 ever does. The WGA knows about things like creative rights and screen credits and multiple drafts and such. 839 primarily represents animators and background painters and other kinds of artists. They may well do a fine job on behalf of such folks but the writers seem to not get much attention and too many of their needs go unaddressed.

839 has jurisdiction at some but not all of the companies that produce animation. The WGA — reportedly with the Animation Guild's blessing — has managed to sign up to represent writers at many of the studios not covered by an 839 contract. The writers on The Simpsons, for instance, work under a WGA contract. The two labor groups have co-existed with only occasional rancor (and even moments of cooperation) for some time…but now it's starting to get ugly.

Obviously, I am with the WGA on this. During the years that I was directly involved in these battles, I couldn't see that the Screen Cartoonists Guild (as 839 was then called) wanted us for any reasons other than we paid the most dues and that when you threaten a strike, having the writers walk out is the first step in halting production. Though the leadership of 839 has improved considerably since then, those are still probably the only reasons they want us and they aren't good enough. If and when they realize that and stop keeping us in the wrong union, both organizations will be a lot better off.

Andrew Sullivan writes a good blog post about the revelations that Bush authorized the leaking of selective classified data to support his positions.

Were it not for the fact that I can't record it on my TiVo, The Cheap Show would be my current favorite TV program. The Cheap Show is only seen on PlumTV, a cable system that exists in several faraway cities…and, oh yeah, you can see it on the Internet. I don't know why they call it The Cheap Show since every three minute episode obviously costs many hundreds of thousands of dollars to produce. For the latest one, they took the entire crew — socks and all — to the show business capital of the world, Las Vegas. And just to dare me to plug it here, they dedicated it to me…which is, sad to say, the greatest honor I've received since the time Don Rickles called me a hockey puck. (I still don't know what he meant by that but I just know it was some kind of honor.)

You can see The Cheap Show, coming to you live from Vegas, over on this page. Look for the episode dedicated to me or pick out one of the others. And keep your eye on the actress known as Baby. I hear she's in the running to replace Meredith Vieira on The View.

Okay, I think I've figured out the strategy of the Bush administration. They formulated a policy that they won't comment on any matter that is currently under investigation. Then either Bush turned to Cheney or Cheney turned to Bush and said, "Okay now, we have to make sure we get everything we do under investigation." So far, it seems to be working.

Before there was Monty Python's Flying Circus, John Cleese and Graham Chapman were part of another, not-dissimilar program in which they starred with Marty Feldman and Tim Brooke-Taylor. It was called At Last, the 1948 Show and of course, with those four gents involved, it was quite wonderful. A number of the sketches from that series later turned up in other venues, and you may have seen a version of the one from today's video link in one of the tapes of charity performances in which some of those men were involved.

Where I first saw it performed was on Dean Martin Presents the Golddiggers in London, which was the series that replaced The Dean Martin Show on NBC for the summer of 1970. It starred — in addition to the comely song and dance troupe known as The Golddiggers — Charles Nelson Reilly, Tommy Tune and Marty Feldman. It was the first time America laid eyes, as it were, on Mr. Feldman. As I recall (and I haven't seen a trace of this show since it first aired), he stole the proceedings, largely by bringing along material that I later realized was from his earlier appearances on British TV.

On the strength of Feldman's showing, Greg Garrison — who produced Dean Martin's program and its summer replacements — sold a series to ABC called Marty Feldman's Comedy Machine, which came and went with barely a notice in '71. It was produced in London by Larry Gelbart and featured a number of top comedy writers from the U.S. including Rudy DeLuca, who owes me a lunch. It also had animations by Terry Gilliam. I would love to see someone dig those shows out and issue them on DVD. The one time I met Marty Feldman, he was both extremely proud of what he'd done on that project and extremely bitter about how the material had been chopped-up for U.S. television, with sketches truncated and edited and some of the silent ones even sped-up. He was also upset about what he called "mysteriously-appearing guest stars." Apparently, someone felt the show needed more faces familiar to the American viewer, so Garrison brought in some stand-up comedians, taped them in L.A. doing bits and cut them into the shows without Feldman's participation. Marty said, "I keep running into people I never heard of before who tell me, 'It was great to be a guest star on your program.'"

Even with all that, those shows are probably well worth putting out. Given that they looked an awful lot like Monty Python, what with Gilliam's cartoons and all, I think they'd would sell very decently now. I'd also like to see The Golddiggers in London turn up again somewhere, especially for its more elaborate version of the sketch you'll be watching when you click the link below. Feldman played the same part and Charles Nelson Reilly played the other man…and I remember laughing so hard that I missed a lot of it. Really, someone should dig up everything Marty Feldman did for television because he really was an enormously funny, clever man…and so, come to think of it, is Charles Nelson Reilly.

Here comes the sketch as performed on At Last, the 1948 Show. This is Tim Brooke-Taylor with Marty Feldman, and the cop who comes in at the end is Graham Chapman…

Harry Shearer has put up a video clip of Chris Matthews (of MSNBC) chatting with Tom DeLay chatting during a commercial break, unaware they could be seen or heard. It's fascinating how Matthews has managed to become simultaneously disliked by Conservatives because he keeps talking about how bad things are for Bush, and disliked by Liberals because he keeps claiming that America really likes Bush. In the clip Shearer snagged — I'm guessing off a satellite feed of raw MSNBC cameras — Matthews is too, too grateful to DeLay for letting him break the story about the Hammer's abdication.

The fine illustrator Steve Leialoha writes…

I stayed at the Hotel San Diego once or twice. The cockroaches were legendary. I do know that after the hotel was closed they filmed a few scenes of the film Traffic there. In it, the character played by Miguel Ferrer orders room service food and upon eating it, promptly dies. He should have known better.

Betcha Miguel never stayed there when he went to the con.

Another old San Diego hotel — the U.S. Grant — is undergoing a $52 million renovation and is scheduled to re-open for business in Fall of this year, too late for the Comic-Con. And probably too expensive for most attendees. I never stayed in the old U.S. Grant but it was the scene of the first San Diego Con, which I attended way back in 1970, back when we thought it was mobbed to have 500 comic fans in the same place at the same time. The hotel was undergoing a massive renovation then as well, but was merely upgrading from Extremely Shabby to merely Somewhat Shabby.

The place I still miss is the El Cortez Hotel, where the con was held for several years in the seventies. I'd say the place was a dump but that would be demeaning to dumps. Still, it was a fun dump, run by a management that didn't seem to care all that much what we did to it. Some people will be stunned to know that not only is the El Cortez still standing but it's been completely renovated — in some areas, restored to what it was in its glory days — and converted to condos. That's right: That crappy room that you stayed in for $20 a night in 1977…you can now live there. Or if you just have a yearning to visit, you can do so at the El Cortez website.

My buddy Earl Kress, whose new blog is simply bloggerific, suggested I link to this. It's a collage of George W. Bush speeches from the last three years that aired on The Daily Show With Jon Stewart. And it looks like it took three years to edit.