Carlos Sánchez, best known as Juan Valdez in the commercials for Colombian coffee.
(Hattip on this to my beloved and indulgent sister-in-law.)
Carlos Sánchez, best known as Juan Valdez in the commercials for Colombian coffee.
(Hattip on this to my beloved and indulgent sister-in-law.)
This is a menu from the (now closed) Roebling Tea Room in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. It is the only time I have WANTED a waiter to explain the menu to me; instead he stood there sneeringly and pretended “Anchovies that have been sitting by a fire for raw beef” made perfect sense. pic.twitter.com/MvjTRFjFMh
— Jennifer Vega (@Star_Anise_H) January 7, 2019
Mostly for this followup:
3 hours later, I'm still thinking about this and how I can't believe it's not from Achewood https://t.co/hv7TNavLOw
— Lauren O'Neal (@laureneoneal) January 8, 2019
I don’t mean to seem lazy, but I can’t put it much better than Reason‘s “Hit and Run” did:
Chicago Alderman and Notorious Nanny-Stater Ed Burke Charged in Federal Corruption Scheme
I know: a corrupt Chicago alderman? Who’d thunk it? From the Tribune:
A federal criminal complaint unsealed Thursday charged Burke with attempted extortion for allegedly using his position as alderman to try to steer business to his private law firm from a company seeking to renovate a fast-food restaurant in his ward. The charge carries a maximum of 20 years in prison on conviction.
The complaint also alleged Burke asked one of the company’s executives in December 2017 to attend an upcoming political fundraiser for “another politician.” Sources identified the politician as Cook County Board President Toni Preckwinkle, who is running for Chicago mayor.
I missed this story, but there was an FBI raid on Burke’s office a few weeks ago:
This is amusing: I can’t tell if Burke was a member of Crooked Mayors Against Self-Defense (or if he was even eligable, being an alderman) but he was a big time gun grabber:
Of course, innocent until proven guilty, yadda yadda, but: they caught him on the wire. I’m looking forward to Alderman Burke going to prison for a long, long time.
Rosenda Monteros, prominent Mexican actress.
She was perhaps most famous in the US as Petra, Chico’s romantic interest in the 1960 version of “The Magnificent Seven”.
Interesting side note from the obit:
“The Magnificent Seven” was shot in Mexico, where a government censor kept a close eye on the production to make sure that Mexicans were depicted positively. Mr. Sturges told The New York Times in 1960 that the censor was “an autocrat” who operated “on the theory that anything debatable should be stricken out.”
Mr. Sturges took note of one major change to the script: Instead of setting out to hire American fighters from the start, the farmers at first tried to buy guns for themselves.
The new council members get sworn in later today.
However, the city hasn’t updated the contact information yet. For example, the page for District 1 has Natasha Harper-Madison’s name on it, with “Biographical information coming soon”, but the email form still says “Send email to Ora Houston”.
Point being, I’m not ignoring that the contact information pages need to be updated: I’m just waiting on the city of Austin, and Travis County, and Congress, to get their acts together.
Tom Thibodeau fired as coach of the Minnesota Timberwolves.
He was 97-107 overall (I’m not clear on how long he was coach). The team is 19-21 this season, and had just beaten the Lakers when Thibodeau was called in and fired.
Brian Garfield, noted author.
He was probably best known for Death Wish and the movies based on it, but he was prolific in both the mystery/suspense and western genres. (He was also a past president of both the Western Writers of America and the Mystery Writers of America.)
Mr. Garfield was rarely involved in the film adaptations of his books, deliberately extricating himself from a process he found distasteful even though it meant giving up control. (His 1975 novel “Hopscotch,” which won an Edgar Award, was an exception: He adapted it into a comedy starring Walter Matthau in 1980.)
“I’m not really patient enough to put up with that, and I learned that the credit ‘associate producer’ means you’re the only person who’s willing to associate with the producer,” he said in an interview with the website PopMatters in 2008.
I’ve heard that “Hopscotch” is a swell movie: I haven’t seen it yet, but it is on our list.
Ringo Lam, noted Hong Kong film director.
I need to rewatch “City on Fire” (and watch “School on Fire” and “Prison on Fire“). I saw it once, back when there was a theater on Riverside Drive that showed Hong Kong movies at midnight. But as I recall, when they showed “City on Fire” they somehow got the reels out of order…
Doug Johnson, longtime Houston weatherman for KPRC. Tribute from KPRC, which includes the chicken. When I was growing up in Houston, my family’s news and weather came from Ron Stone and Doug Johnson. I never met the man, but he sure seemed like (and was, by all accounts I’ve heard) a good guy.
Herb Kelleher, legendary co-founder of Southwest Airlines. NYT. Dallas Morning News.
As much as I complain about Southwest (“your cattle car in the sky”), I have to admit: they aren’t any worse than any other airline (“United Breaks Guitars”) and are frequently cheaper.
And:
By paying his employees well, avoiding layoffs and instilling a spirit of fun in the company’s culture, Mr. Kelleher also set a tone for Southwest that translated into customer loyalty.
“You have to treat your employees like customers,” he told Fortune magazine in 2001. “When you treat them right, then they will treat your outside customers right. That has been a powerful competitive weapon for us.”
What sounded like a business cliché translated into tremendous cost savings for Southwest. Its employee productivity levels were far higher than those of the competition, and even as salaries rose, the company managed to keep fares low and profits high. The company was a perennial choice for Fortune’s “Most Admired Companies” list.
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There’s another story I (kind of) remember about Southwest testing a new route near Thanksgiving. When passengers got off the plane, they were offered either a frozen turkey…or a bottle of Wild Turkey.
They don’t make them like that any more.
For the historical records:
Daryl Dragon, the “Captain” in “Captain and Tennille”.
Bob “Super Dave Osborne” Einstein.
Gene Okerlund, wrestling guy.
It’s that time of year, folks. You know the drill.
Non-NFL: “multiple reports” say Steve Alford is out as UCLA basketball coach. I don’t see anything about this in the LAT, but there’s supposed to be a press conference this afternoon.
Marvin Lewis fired as head coach of the Cincinnati Bengals after 16 seasons.
He was 131-122-3 overall and 0-7 in playoff games.
Adam Gase fired as head coach of the Miami Dolphins.
Vance Joseph out as head coach of the Denver Broncos. He was 11-21 overall, and 6-10 this season.
That’s all I have for now. I’m going to be running around most of the day, but I will try to update if and when I can.
Edited to add: Steve Wilks out as Arizona Cardinals head coach after one season and a 3-13 record.
Edited to add 2: The Atlanta Falcons fired offensive coordinator Steve Sarkisian, defensive coordinator Marquand Manuel, and special teams coordinator Keith Armstrong. But they kept Dan Quinn on as head coach.
Major Applewhite out as head coach of the University of Houston.
He was 15-11 over “two plus” seasons, and Houston lost 70-14 in the Armed Forces Bowl (they played Army).
Keep an eye on this space for possible updates. Tomorrow is the traditional day for NFL firings, but given recent trends we could see some this afternoon or tonight.
Edited to add: told you so. Todd Bowles out as head coach of the New York Jets.
Edited to add 2: Horshack is devastated. Dirk Koetter out in Tampa Bay after three seasons. 19-29 overall, and 5-11 the last two seasons.
For the record: NYT obit for Richard Overton.
Richard Overton, local veteran and WWII hero, has passed. He was 112.
Sister Wendy Beckett, nun, art historian and critic, and BBC television personality.
By 1997, as she marked 50 years as a nun, the Oxford-educated Sister Wendy had made three television series, the most successful BBC arts programs since “Civilisation,” the art historian Kenneth Clark’s landmark 1969 documentaries. She had also written 15 books on art and religion, and was a celebrity on both sides of the Atlantic, featured in articles and mobbed by fans.
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For all her success, she remained a nun with commitments to prayer, solitude (when possible) and vows of poverty. She assigned all her earnings to a Carmelite order that had sheltered her for decades, and she attended Mass daily, even when traveling.
Technically, not an obit, but: the NYT summary of obits for 2018. (Even though we have close to a week left in the year.)
Spoiler: the five most read obits this year, according to the paper of record, were those for: Kate Spade, Anthony Bourdain, Tyrone Gayle (“a 30-year-old press secretary to Senator Kamala Harris, Democrat of California, and a former spokesman for Hillary Clinton’s 2016 presidential campaign”), John McCain, and…Zombie Boy.
The NYT apparently decided they were going to use the run-up to Christmas to be cranky about guns.
I didn’t link to that Andrew Ross Sorkin piece the other day about using credit card purchases to (supposedly) flag possible mass shooters (and I won’t link it here) because:
In other gun news from the paper of record, they (and supposedly a congressional committee and “federal agencies”) seem to have it in for CZ USA. Why?
Three years ago, Sandy McDonald began finding the rifles, left behind by poachers, scattered near the dead rhinos he found in the game reserve he owns in Mozambique, just across the border from South Africa.
Mr. McDonald immediately recognized the weapons. They were .375-caliber Safari Classics, made by CZUB or just CZ, a firearms manufacturer based in the Czech Republic. Upon closer inspection, Mr. McDonald noticed something else on the rifles. Carved into the metal were the words “CZ-USA, Kansas City, KS,” suggesting that the weapons were from the American subsidiary of the arms company.
Yes: CZ rifles are supposedly ending up in the hands of poachers.
How many CZ Safari Classics have you seen at the gun shop lately? “Quite common”? But I agree with Mr. McDonald: where are these rifles coming from, in such quantity that poachers appear to be just throwing them away? Are rhinos really so valuable that the rifles (which, remember, are imported) are basically disposable?
Neither CZ nor its American subsidiary has been accused of a crime by federal authorities.
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But CZ officials said the guns that were found at poaching scenes were manufactured in the Czech Republic, not the United States. The company denied that any of the rifles came from its subsidiary in the United States — or that it had done anything wrong. And company officials said the weapons were legally sold to suppliers in Mozambique.
“Although the firearms were marked ‘CZ-USA,’ the U.S. entity CZ-USA had nothing to do with the rifles,” Petr Kallus, a company executive, wrote in a response to questions from The New York Times. “Rather, the marking ‘CZ-USA’ was applied to the rifles by CZUB as an international brand name only.”
You know, I don’t do a lot of hunting or poaching, especially of African game. However, I had the distinct impression from what I’ve read that many poachers are using surplus military weapons, like AK-47s, to do their dirty work. Not sporting rifles imported from the Czech Republic. Any poaching experts out there that can confirm this?
Next up: a few weeks ago, a guy held up two men in a New York City building, firing a shot during the holdup, and fled the scene. As he was running away, he ran into two NYPD officers. One of them gave chase. The suspect fired on the police officer, and the officer shot back.
And shot. And shot. And shot. All told, he expended 27 rounds and reloaded his Glock once. The officer eventually hit the suspect twice (in the neck and foot) disabling him.
The officer also hit five parked cars and one woman in the belly. A 12 year old girl was also hit by bullet fragments.
Unlike the two stories above, I think this is actually a fairly thoughtful and reasonable story: among other things, it talks about how difficult it is to shoot well under stress, especially with someone shooting back at you, and it doesn’t suggest the gentleman in question was a choir boy. (He was found with the gun and two kilos of coke.)
I don’t want to throw stones at the NYPD officer in question. I’m not sure my performance would have been much better in the same situation. On the other hand, I like to think I wouldn’t have been spraying shots on a crowded street, either.
John C. Cerar, a former deputy inspector who commanded the New York Police Department’s firearms and tactics section, said the way Officer Gomez shot while running was an anomaly in New York City, where officers are trained to control their fire.
“We tried to get police officers to be realistic that you’re better off firing from cover,” he said. “Less shots have to be fired if you’re in a good position. Shot placement is so much more important than the amount of shots fired.”
Two more things:
[The officer] had never fired his weapon in five years on the force, the police said.
Never? Not even in qualification?
The officers did not activate their body cameras during the incident.
Yeah, it doesn’t have vocals, but I find the combination of drums and organ striking. Let’s go old school.
And because that was short, here’s another one. The tempo is a little slower than I’d like, but there’s something about Alyth McCormack’s voice that gets me.
Audrey Geisel, the second (and surviving) wife of Dr. Seuss.
Timothy C. May, noted cypherpunk. I never met Tim May, but I was on the cypherpunks list, and an avid reader of sci.crypt, back during the peak of the movement. It’s a little strange to see someone who is perhaps most famous as a provocateur on mailing lists get an obit in the NYT, but…
I really haven’t been doing a good job of keeping up with APD firings.
It isn’t that I’m in the tank for the police department now that I’m doing the Citizen’s Police Academy stuff: I don’t feel like I am, and updating you on firings and other disciplinary actions is a good way to show that the department takes these things seriously.
The problem is more that I’m busier now, both personally and professionally, than I have been in quite a while. I’m not complaining, but it does cut into my blogging time. Heck, as you can see, I’m having trouble even keeping up with obits.
But: when someone in a command rank at a major metropolitan police department gets fired, I kind of feel like I have to take note of this.
Here’s the story from the Statesman.
Here’s the official memo from the chief.
I’m not going into details here because the story has a lot of salacious elements: if that’s your bag, you’re welcome to read the less detailed Statesman article or the much much more detailed disciplinary memo.
The gentleman in question plans to appeal, and his legal representative accuses the chief of “inserting himself into the private life and figuratively the bed” of the officer. I can sort of maybe see that point: there’s a lot of stuff in the memo about whether his behavior, even if there was consent involved, is a violation of the law.
BUT: it seems pretty clear to me from the memo that the gentleman in question also tried to hide information (left his cell phone at another person’s house, deleted videos) knowing he was under investigation. That’s a huge violation of department policy, and (in my humble opinion) justifies a firing by itself.
Donald Moffat, noted actor.
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“All the Dead Were Strangers“. He also did shots on the good “Hawaii 5-0”, “Mission: Impossible”, and “The Six Million Dollar Man”, among many other TV credits. (Seasonally appropriate: he was “Dr. Chandler” in the horribly misguided adaptation of Arthur C. Clarke’s “The Star” for the 1985 “Twilight Zone”.)
And “President Bennett” in “Clear and Present Danger”.
For the record, since I’m a little behind: Penny Marshall.
Throwaway post instead of content. My five favorite Christmas songs:
Well, it’s official, folks: the “Weekly Standard” has snuffed it.
There is no new TMQ this week, though the Standard’s archives are still available. Quoth Easterbrook on the Twitters:
To answer many many inquiries about TMQ — seems unlikely to find a new home so late in the football season, though, one should never say never. As for next autumn, we’ll see. pic.twitter.com/0KQOjn7fV4
— Gregg Easterbrook (@EasterbrookG) December 18, 2018
We still plan to keep an eye on Easterbrook’s Twitter feed, just in case he shows up someplace else. (Football Outsiders seems like a possibility.) We may also go back and fill in some of the missing entries for this season, time permitting.
In the meantime, please enjoy this classic Easterbrook favorite:
Dave Hakstol fired as coach of the Philadelphia Flyers.
Hakstol, 50, had a 134-101-42 record and a .560 points percentage in three-plus seasons as head coach. Two of his teams made the playoffs, but both were eliminated in the first round.
This year’s team has just a .452 points percentage and one of the NHL’s worst home record (5-7-2).
I was only going to have one. Then a second one got posted. I feel justified in using both of them. Here. We. Go. In both cases, the tweet is the start of a thread.
Ok. So. I've been thinking about how there seems to be problems within the general officer/admiral ranks when it comes to ethics – as in, the violations of ethics, specifically.
And for a long time I've wondered how that happens. Then I took command. Let's talk for a sec.
— Angry Staff Officer (@pptsapper) December 16, 2018
This has a lot to do with stuff I’ve been thinking about recently (because: reasons).
The winter of 1989 was surreal, to say the least. At the beginning of November I had attended a briefing updating our METL (Mission Essential Task List) for worst case scenario, with assurances that Eastern Europe was stable despite what was happening in Hungary and the like.
— Tim Willard (@TWillardAuthor) December 16, 2018
This, on the other hand, is just kind of fun and historical: a first-hand account from a guy who was on duty close to the Berlin Wall when it fell.
(Hattip on both of these to Morlock Publishing.)
Nancy Wilson, noted chanteuse.
Sondra Locke, Academy Award nominated actress and Clint Eastwood’s lover for a period of time (followed by an extended court battle). Apparently, she passed away in early November but it was not widely reported until this week.
Other people I know seem to have a strong negative reaction to her, but I thought she was fine in “The Outlaw Josey Wales” (which we watched recently) and “Sudden Impact” (which I need to rewatch). I also remember her being…okay…in “The Gauntlet” for what that was: a fun B-movie action thriller.