The man suspected of shooting a television reporter and cameraman during a live broadcast in Virginia early Wednesday left a 23-page letter in which he cited the Charleston church shooting and alleged anti-gay harassment as motives.The note from V***** L** F*******, who killed himself when police cornered him five hours later, was faxed to ABC News, which reported some of its contents.ABC provided a copy to investigators as soon as the fax arrived at 8:26 a.m., some two hours after the shooting that killed WDBJ reporter Alison Parker, 24, and cameraman Adam Ward, 27.
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*I’ve excised his name, as other bloggers have suggested, as he wanted fame. I’m choosing NOT to give him any! – Guffaw
First and foremost, my thoughts and prayers are with the victims and their families and friends.
It’s interesting that the bodies aren’t even cold, yet, and there’s renewed calls for additional gun control – as if any legislation short of a complete ban and confiscation would have stopped this moron…
And we know how well THAT works!
(PS – this clown passed the NICS check!)
What should be done then? Well, I know a veteran television cameraman, who often goes to live news sights ‘on scene’ ‘as they happen’. And I know for a fact he carries, and is a skilled shooter.
BUT, one can’t be in Condition Yellow when one is peering through a camera.
So who knows?
(No, not the pulp magazine Robert D******* purloined from the convenience store when we had a sleep-over in my Dad’s camper, when we were in junior high! :-P)
We just finished watching Season Two of True Detective on HBO. Each season had it’s own story, characters, actors and themes. Season One was in Louisiana. This one was central and northern California. Both were in part produced by the lead actors from season one – Woody Harrelson and Matthew McConaughey. Rest assured, this is no longer the Woody from the TV comedy Cheers. They are both consummate actors.
The theme carried over to Season Two is there is something larger, deeper, more sinister going on than first appears to the on scene investigators. It takes the season to unravel the mysteries. Both seasons consist of eight episodes each.
Season One took place over a number of years, following the rise and fall of career detectives in pursuit of a serial killer. Season Two was revealed in a much shorter time frame, involving murder, political power and blackmail. Both seasons were populated with extremely flawed, alcoholic, addicted and trapped detectives and career criminals, in extreme emotional pain.
Not exactly an evening of light television.
For the record, I liked both presentations. The critics were especially hard on Season Two, as over-complicated and not living up to Season One’s standards. It is still undecided if there will be a Season Three developed.
I’m certain both seasons are available on You Tube, Netflix, and the like.
The opening to Season Two, below…
Uh, NO, it’s orange.
My roomie and I watch
a lot a correct amount of television together. We both like movies (Alfred Hitchcock), and many of the same intense TV shows (Graceland, Suits, The Shield, True Detective, Complications), and some less intense (Property Brothers, House Crashers).
Recently, she was convinced we should try watching Orange Is The New Black. It’s a series (based on a book) surrounding a poor little rich girl, who, when she was young and stupid, moved some cash for a lesbian drug dealer (who also became her lover).
Then, years later, when she was engaged to be married (to a man) the Feds found her and advise her the statute of limitations was 12 years for her offense. And it had been 10 years. Someone had dropped a dime on her.
Presto! She’s in a federal prison for 15 months. And the show recounts her adventures.
With the prison administration. Corrections officers. Other prisoners. In a women’s prison. (translation – violence, unfairness, depictions of both lesbian and straight sex, just short of requiring an X rating!)
Replete with her whining about how unfair everything is.
Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately, depending on your view) the whining and sex are not the entire focus of the show.
As the show progresses surrounding the main plot, the back stories of the other prisoners are revealed. Sometimes they are victims who made poor choices, sometimes they are controlled, sometimes controlling. Sometimes mentally ill.
And sometimes just plain evil.
I never watched OZ, but I get the idea this is similar, except with women.
And I expected not to like it (except perhaps some parts:-)), but it’s really not bad. My biggest complaint is whoever did the sound mixing had no idea what they were doing! We have to keep playing with the volume to either hear or not go deaf.
And watching with a good female friend, with whom you used to be romantically-involved, who is now your landlord is the most uncomfortable part!
Famous (or perhaps infamous) deaths, that is.
(Of course, this all depends on how one defines fame or the starting point! And this is MY blog.)
Macnee, with Rigg
I am sad to report on the passing of Patrick Macnee, most famously known as John Steed of the British TV series The Avengers. At age 93.
The series ran in three permutations – the original British-only version (co-starring Honor Blackman), the import (with the most-lusted-after Diana Rigg), and a third version with Tara Thorson (later of Absolutely Fabulous).
Of course, most of us loved the series co-starring Ms. Rigg. Leather cat suits and all.
And how dapper was Patrick Macnee with his Edwardian clothes, bowler hat and lethal umbrella?
I remember an interview after the series, wherein Mr. MacNee quipped he had been approached about yet another remake. He responded, “What would they call it, The Geriatric Avengers?”
Retired, Mr. MacNee spent much of his time in his Rancho Mirage, California home, wearing Aloha shirts and shorts. He claimed doing so allowed him his privacy, as no one recognized him without his bowler and umbrella!
You will be missed, good sir!
the reaper the mechanic, NPR
What happened to Red Jacket Firearms?
As I was in Louisiana apart of a road trip this past week, I decided to check into Red Jacket Firearms, just because they happened to be within the vicinity of where I was staying in Amite. I was curious on account of two reasons. One, I wanted to know more about what happened to them after their departure from the mainstream media because of Will Hayden’s sexual assault charges. And two, were they really all up to all the hype and talk that they have generated so much of while they were famous? The answers are varied. (Miles Vining @ The Firearm Blog)
I became a semi-regular viewer of Sons of Guns a couple years ago. And while much of ‘reality TV’ leaves me stupefied and bored, I did enjoy many of their exploits.
If the charges against Will Hayden prove to be true, it’s just a damn shame.
And he should meet all the punishment allowed by law.
Of course, if he is vindicated, his life is already ruined by the media attention.
The last and final SEVEN episodes start tonight!
Because JOAN HOLLOWAY!
(Yeah, I know, I’m a dirty old man!)
The ubiquitous and intense (and sometimes sexy) show, which reveals for us mores and folkways of Madison Avenue in the 60’s and 70’s is back. Complete with the political incorrectness, drinking and smoking in the workplace, and sometimes the degradation of women.
It was a different time.
We have evolved.
But we still like women.
from Never Yet Melted (in part):
Rodrigo Kazuo and Meg Perret found their classroom environment at Berkeley hostile, even when their professor was lecturing on Karl Marx (!), because the Western canon is exclusively composed of works by dead, white, European males, not a single person of color or transgendered individual makes the cut.
Because a majority of founders of Western thought were gay, Black women…
BTW, have you noticed more ‘persons of color’, homosexual, transgendered or perhaps gender-confused folks in your favorite television shows of movies?
NOT THAT I CARE, PARTICULARLY.
I remember my Father (who had some bigotry issues) railing against the infusion of Black folks in 60’s and 70’s TV in much the same way. He said it was much the same in the 40’s and 50’s with Jewish people. They went from being 3% of the population, to a significant minority of those in entertainment media. (He, of course, forgot that the only work many Jewish folks could get was in the entertainment field!)
And it was much the same with Black folks. 13% of the population, but represented numerically larger in the entertainment media in the 70’s.
NOT THAT I CARE, PARTICULARLY.
My questions are these: Does the actor bring quality to the role, or further the plot? Or were they just added because of political correctness?
And now we have this infusion of gay/transgender etc. folks. Some are quite entertaining, but in my humble opinion, some are just over-the-top. And included for shock effect and/or political correctness.
Which does a disservice both to them in their sexuality or color, and to the audience by their inclusion for political reasons.
Stepin’ Fetchit meet Myra Breckenridge.
Don’t get me wrong, there are some folks I find clever, and entertaining, regardless of ethnicity or bent. Others are just plain annoying. I won’t give you specifics – you probably have your own.
A couple generations ago, Black people were largely invisible, or stereotyped, and gays (etc.) were just flamboyant characters. No mention was made of their sexuality.
But now it seems we’re out of the box, for certain.
There’s a popular cable series about polygamy.
What’s next, pedophilia and bestiality?
Where do we go from here?
We should be inclusive of different cultures and sexuality. As long as it reflects percentages and social mores.
Of course, I’m a libertarian. (Until mandated) I can always change the channel.
I also love to hear when they are still alive, and kicking! So often when I hear about them, it’s in an obit, or an almanac mention of years ago, when they passed young.
Then, last night I came across THIS on Facebook:
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you a birthday photo (yesterday, with cake) of LARRY STORCH at age 92 (today)! Those unfamiliar with Mr. Storch by name might remember Corporal Agarn in F-Troop, or the Maharishi presiding over the funeral in Blake Edwards’ S.O.B., or a wonderfully inept criminal in an episode of the Alfred Hitchcock Hour. Or the voice of Mr. Whoopee in his life long friend Don Adams’ cartoon Tennessee Tuxedo.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LARRY!
So glad you are still with us, Larry! And such a rich life…(link)
It was reported yesterday that Donna Douglas, most famous for her portrayal of Elly Mae Clampett on The Beverly Hillbillies, had passed away January 1, at 81. Or 82.
Except for the ubiquitous TV show, she never made her mark in Hollywood. She chose to embrace her typecasting because people loved the show and her role in it. After the show was cancelled, she got involved in real estate, and reverted to her first loves of gospel singing and charity work.
Unlike so many of the blonde bombshells who descended on Hollywood after WWII, she stayed true to herself, and was obviously not the dumb blond stereotype.
Marilyn Monroe (the most (in)famous for the dumb blonde, who wasn’t) tried to parlay her talents into a serious acting career. Her insecurities and need for love from (in)famous politicians did her in. Ms. Douglas avoided those pitfalls.
If there ever was a model for ‘stay true to yourself’, it was Donna Douglas.
Goodbye Donna D.*
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled…
More than just our Elly Mae
*borrowed from Elton John’s Goodbye Norma Jeane
I love Bill Cosby. The public persona of him. Funny, kind, charitable, good to children. He took a segregated world of us and them and made us we. He understood that people are people, have children, they act like kids and parents act like parents. No matter what color you are.
He made a lot of money doing this, and got a doctorate along the way. And, was a good friend of his co-star in I Spy, Robert Culp. They spoke every day after they met initially to do the show. And for the rest of Culp’s life. Culp taught Cosby about acting and how Hollywood works.
I disagree with Bill Cosby about guns. His son was murdered. That could color your view. I agree with him regarding self-respect and education.
I love his comedy.
As to these allegations that have surfaced. At first, I was shocked, surprised. I didn’t want to believe. I mean, this is BILL COSBY, not Al Sharpton!?
But then I remembered Michael Jackson. And Bill Clinton. People in famous and monied positions are easy targets for predators.
And sometimes ARE predators.
Jackson paid some folks off. Whether it was easier than a trial or simply efficient, I do not know. Cosby paid some folks off. Clinton used his power and influence to intimidate folks into silence.
And there was more physical evidence regarding Clinton than Cosby!
Bill Cosby has yet to have his day in court. And THAT’S what we’re supposed to be about. Justice. The women who have come forward (
16 17 by this morning’s count) have no physical evidence and have nothing to gain. Those who allege payment were already paid. And concerts have been cancelled and reruns excised from TVLand. The testimonial evidence appears damning, but…
Innocent until proven guilty
I read that somewhere.
Being tried in and by the media is the price of fame. Mel Gibson and Lindsay Lohan know this. So do Bill Clinton and President Obama.
It helps to have them on your side.