On C-Span

I'm currently watching C-Span 1 where they're running a 1971 Dick Cavett Show on which John Kerry, then a Vietnam activist, debated a fellow Navy veteran, John O'Neill. The thrust of it is that Kerry charges that a vast amount of war crimes were committed in that conflict by American forces, while O'Neill is there to charge that Kerry is wrong. It reruns (I think) later tonight at 12:30 Eastern and 9:30 Pacific. And if you miss it there, there's a RealVideo file on the C-Span website.

It's kind of an interesting reminder of the tensions of that time. I think history has not been kind to the claim that the war protesters were generally in the wrong but it also has not supported a lot of their specific charges, and Kerry's charges of extensive war crimes seem to be among those. One of the things that made the protests so ugly and unconstructive was the gross exaggeration and the unwillingness of both sides to acknowledge the slightest nugget of merit to the other faction's position. I was, at different times, on both sides of that debate. And in both cases when I marched, I marched among people to whom "the enemy" meant not the Viet Cong but other Americans who saw the war differently. In both cases, I was among people who got hysterical if you suggested that the other side was, say, only 99% wrong.

I presume this old program is not being resurrected because someone thinks America now wishes to revisit that debate. I presume it's on now because someone thinks it tells us something about John Kerry. I don't know that this is true or that it has any more to do with the guy currently running for president than revisiting George Bush's days of cheerleading and drunk driving tells us about the guy running for a second term. But it's fascinating to see this program and I wish some channel would buy and rerun all those old Dick Cavett Shows.

On the other hand, I've just seen a great example of the problem of discussing important issues on network television: In his opening statement, O'Neill called Kerry a liar and every other insult just short of traitor. But then before they could get to Kerry's response, Cavett had to stop for a commercial from Calgon Bath Oil Beads.

Recommmended Reading

Why was U.S. pre-war intelligence on Iraq, particularly about Weapons of Mass Destruction, so stunningly wrong? This article in the L.A. Times tells why. Assuming this report is true, it's amazing how our top officials put so much trust in a third-hand account by someone they didn't even know.

The Campfire Scene…in Dolby Digital 5.1 Stereo

Coming your way at the end of June: The 30th Anniversary DVD of Blazing Saddles. It will include a documentary on a recent cast and crew reunion and another on the late, great Madeline Kahn. There will be "scene-specific" audio commentary by Mel Brooks, plus the unsold 1975 Black Bart TV pilot inspired by the series, and a collection of deleted scenes. (There were several, like the one where Bart tricks Mongo into going down a well in a deep sea diver's outfit, which didn't make it into the theatrical release but which occasionally turn up in TV prints.) This all sounds fun and we're hoping that somewhere on the disk, someone acknowledges the late Bob Ridgely, who played the Karloff-style executioner and whose name was accidentally omitted from the screen credits.

It's easy to forget how ground-breaking Blazing Saddles was when it debuted. I saw it the second or third night after it opened at a theater in Westwood with Mel Brooks lurking in the back of the house and occasionally heckling the coming attractions that preceded his feature. (During an ad for the L.A. Times, he yelled out, "Get this crap off the screen and show my movie!") No one present knew what to expect. We hadn't seen the best scenes or even any scenes on talk shows. We hadn't seen previews. We had no idea what kind of movie it was except that it was a western and it was Mel Brooks. And when Cleavon Little began singing, "I Get a Kick Out of You," we started laughing and never stopped.

Font of Information

I love typography and clever graphic design, and am a fan of many folks who do this kind of thing and do it well. For umpteen years, I've admired the output of a gent named Leslie Cabarga, whose work you've seen in many venues. He's also the world's foremost authority on the Max Fleischer cartoon studio but that's more like an interesting sidelight. Mostly, he does graphics and does them quite well…including but not limited to the kind of thing some folks call "the retro look." I always think that's an odd term since today's retro look is tomorrow's current look and then later on, it will again be a retro look for a while, then current again, etc. Whatever you call it, Leslie's a champ…as you can see over on his website wherein you can purchase some of his books and fonts. And he doesn't seem to have it there yet but I'd highly recommend his new book with the long title, Logo Font & Lettering Bible: A Comprehensive Guide to the Design, Construction and Usage of Alphabets and Symbols. Profusely illustrated (of course), it explains common sense basics in a crisp, logical manner. I've recently come to know Leslie (big fan of Groo…he even has a font in the book whose name is an obscure Groo reference) but even if I didn't, I would still be suggesting you pick up a copy. Since you can't yet order it through his site, you'll have to get it through Amazon, which you can do by clicking here.

Set the TiVo!

If your cable or satellite receives The Biography Channel…and if you're a fan of Sesame Street and/or the Muppets, you might want to set your TiVo or VCR for the wee small hours of next Saturday morn. They're rerunning a two-part "Biography for Kids" that Harry Smith did, visiting the set and interviewing the folks behind, in and under the Muppets. Special attention is given to Kevin Clash (who performs the role of Elmo), Carroll Spinney (who plays Big Bird and Oscar) and Steve Whitmire (who took over the roles of Kermit and Ernie after the death of Jim Henson). It's a really good look at how the show is made. Part One airs at 4:00 AM on my satellite dish with Part Two following at 5:00 AM. Your time zone or cable company may differ.

Radio Wrassling

As my e-mail buddy Ben Varkentine notes on his blog, a lot of the publicity surrounding Al Franken's new liberal radio show is coming from right-wingers complaining that Al Franken's new liberal radio show is getting too much publicity. One such complaint comes from Hugh Hewitt setting up the (false, to me) premise that if the show doesn't succeed, it can only be because America really isn't interested in that message.

Why I think that's a false premise: A radio show can succeed or fail for any of a number of reasons, including whether or not the parent company can clear enough powerful stations. Most new radio endeavors do fail, regardless of their political message, and some take years to become viable. The odds are that Franken's show will tank, at least at first, because too many established radio franchises have all the key stations locked up. There are plenty of cities where it and the rest of the Air America Radio line-up won't be on at all.

Also, Al Franken might not be very good or very effective on radio. A lot of folks who are funny and successful in one venue do not translate well to another medium. There's a skill to being effective on the radio and it often requires years of practice — which Franken hasn't had — in small, unnoticed markets. Rush Limbaugh was on radio for years before he had any sort of following. And now, whatever else you may think of him, he's very good at what he does…very good at keeping people interested and listening. Hundreds of Rush imitators offering the same political rhetoric have failed. There was nothing uncommercial about their message but they didn't have the broadcasting skill to succeed.

Years ago, I did a TV show with Vince McMahon and a batch of W.W.F. wrestlers including Hulk Hogan and "Rowdy" Roddy Piper. Piper was the big star at the moment despite the fact that, by his own admission, he wasn't much of a wrestler. He wasn't huge, he wasn't brawny, he couldn't even lift his opponents off the mat…but he sure could fill arenas. I remember McMahon (who certainly knows his industry) remarking that Roddy was a star because of his showmanship. It was easy, Vince said, to find a guy who was 6'10" with rippling muscles and the ability to do all the physical moves. It was rare to find someone who could work the crowd as well as Piper, getting them fired-up and excited and entertained. It had nothing to do with wrestling and everything to do with selling tickets. I think Talk Radio is the exact same business.

TV Funnies – Part 2

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Here we go with two more looks at Gold Key Comics of the sixties and seventies based on then-popular TV shows. Don't spend a lot of time searching for these on eBay as they rarely turn up. Perhaps that's why they go largely unmentioned in most of the official comic book price guides.

The only issue of the WKRP in Cincinnati comic book received limited distribution due to the problems of Western Publishing, which by then had changed the name of its comic book line from Gold Key to Whitman. For a time, they published their comics under both imprints — that is, part of the press run would say "Gold Key" and part would have the "Whitman" insignia. The ones that had "Gold Key" in the upper left were for conventional newsstand distribution, whereas the "Whitman" titles were sold on a non-returnable basis to department and toy stores, the same way Western distributed its activity and coloring books. By 1980 when they did this one issue of WKRP, they had given up on newsstand outlets so no more Gold Key editions were being published, and many books that were written and drawn were not published at all, even under the Whitman logo. (A few, like the Disney titles, were printed overseas.) It's possible that subsequent issues of WKRP were drawn but never made it to press. The writer is unknown but the art was by J. Winslow Mortimer, who at one time was a main artist for Superman and Batman. He had done a long run for Gold Key on the Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids comic, and some others, and was then drawing Spidey Super Stories for Marvel. He did a nice job drawing "Blonde Ambition," in which Jennifer (the Loni Anderson character) goes on a TV show not unlike The Dating Game, little realizing that the unseen bachelors she must pick from are her co-workers, Johnny Fever, Les Nessman and Andy Travis. As she questions them, each fantasizes about marrying Jennifer and we see these daydreams acted out. The ending of the story is a bit of a cop-out as the unctuous game show host invokes a hitherto-unknown rule and claims the date with Jennifer for himself.

Somewhat better distribution was accorded the company's M*A*S*H comic book, which is not to say you'll be able to find a copy of it. The first issue (pictured above) was also produced out of the company's New York office and featured a script by Arnold Drake and art by Sal Trapani, though Trapani was apparently assisted on penciling by Charles Nicholas, whose work was usually seen in Charlton comics.  In it, the book-length story "Steckler the Stickler" tells of a young, by-the-book lieutenant who is transferred to the M*A*S*H unit and immediately begins causing trouble as he begins to parrot obscure regulations from army manuals and to report the tiniest infractions.  Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan and Frank Burns were both fierce about rules on the series but they were medical folks first and foremost, whereas Lt. Simon Steckler isn't a doctor nor is he particularly bothered when his demands that regulations be followed gets in the way of saving lives and treating patients.  For example, in one scene he insists that a vital shipment of supplies be returned to the issuing post because the forms accompanying it were filled out improperly.  Naturally, he butts heads constantly with Trapper and Hawkeye, especially because Hawkeye is working around the clock to save the life of an injured soldier who needs some of those supplies.  It gets so bad that Margaret and Frank join forces with Hawkeye and Trapper to entrap Steckler, tricking him into violating regulations and forcing him to report himself and demand his own transfer to another unit.

I have not been able to see a copy of the second and final issue which, insofar as I know, received limited distribution in the United States due to a contract dispute over rights between Twentieth-Century Fox and H. Richard Hornberger, the author of the original M*A*S*H novels (under the pen name of Richard Hooker) whose publisher argued that the contract for the movie and TV show did not extend to comic books.  Before Western's lawyers advised that the comic be suspended, several foreign editions were reportedly published as was a special English language press run that was distributed via military bases.  When I worked for Western, I did see a proof of the cover which advertised a story called "The King of Korea."  I don't know how or if the legal dispute was resolved but I was told that the first issue of the M*A*S*H comic book had sold poorly so it's likely Western just decided to drop the entire project.

More of these in a week or so.

Correction

Just got an e-mail from a reader of this site who happens to work at the Mirage. He says the big Siegfried and Roy sign is still up but that — rumor has it — it will be changed next Wednesday to Danny Gans, the impressionist who headlines the hotel's other showroom. The person who told me it was already changed told me that had occurred last Wednesday. So apparently there was some breakdown in communication somewhere along the line.

Recommended Reading

The National Commission on Terrorist Attacks Upon the United States (that's the commission before which Richard Clarke testified) has a website where you can read various reports and materials as they release them. You'll need Adobe Reader for most of what's there.

From the Strip…

I am told that the Mirage Hotel in Vegas just took down the huge Siegfried and Roy illuminated sign out front. On the other hand, I'm also told that Roy's condition is improving at a more rapid clip than expected, and that a huge "welcome back" TV special will be scheduled soon.

Recommended Reading

Frank Rich on how today's supposed journalists aren't all that different from the ones who are inarguable frauds.

Pint-Sized Pygmalion

Sometimes called "the perfect musical," My Fair Lady was staged on Broadway with a cast of thirty. If you pick up any book on staging regional productions, you will usually see the advice that the Lerner-and-Loewe classic is not something that can be mounted on a shoestring; that if you don't have the budget to afford all those actors and sets and costumes and especially a full orchestra, you shouldn't mess with My Fair Lady. And that always sounded like good advice to me.

But now I'm reading good reviews (like this one or this one) of a production in Florida that is being staged with ten (10) actors and only two musicians, both playing pianos. It's at the Palm Beach Playhouse in Jupiter, which was formerly known as the Burt Reynolds Dinner Theater. When Burt's name was up there, it was famous for productions of widely-varying quality that ranged from Broadway-quality tryouts to sloppy vanity productions starring outta-work sitcom stars. Hearing that a ten-player My Fair Lady was being done in those halls made me shudder but apparently, it's pretty good and I'm sorry I can't get down there to take in a performance.

It's interesting to figure how the ten actors are deployed. The ones playing Higgins, Eliza, Doolittle, Pickering and Freddie only play those roles. Five other actors cover all the other parts, which means that the Ascot isn't particularly crowded and when Liza comes out at the ball, she impresses a pretty small assemblage. Still, I can see how it could be done, and I wish I could see how it is done. It's a touring company so maybe it'll tour in my direction.

Overdone Phrases

I don't know what it is but certain phrases seem to suddenly pop up on my TV whenever politicians are giving speeches or pundits are discussing politics. During the impeachment mess, there was a sudden flurry of sentences that began with "At the end of the day…" At the end of the day, I was sick of hearing about the end of the day.

The one I'm noticing a lot lately is "It's been an amazing journey" used by people who haven't physically gone anywhere. Every process, every event is now a journey and most of them are amazing. The ones that aren't amazing are incredible or exciting. John Kerry is the worst offender I've noticed. Everything he does is now a journey unless he actually goes someplace.

One of these days, I'm going to hear someone say, "You know, at the end of the day, it's been an amazing journey." You'll know when this happens because you'll hear the sound of a paperweight going through the screen of my TV.