It has recently come to my attention that entirely too many people are not familiar with LeVon and Barry. This is both unfortunate and unacceptable. I humbly present to you $240 worth of pudding:

The State was a scripted sketch comedy show that aired on MTV from 1993 to 1995 and featured a number of performers and writers who have since become a cornerstone of Comedy Central programming.

Ricardo Montalban died today. We all remember him as Star Trek‘s Khan, Fantasy Island‘s Mr. Roarke, and as just a generally-awesome walk-on in all manner of movies and television shows. He introduced me to the concept of “fine Corinthian leather” as well as a string of other distinctive quotables.

Tuco “the Rat” Ramirez was a busy guy.

Property Crimes

• armed robbery of citizens, state banks, and post offices
• arson in a state prison
• cattle rustling
• counterfeiting and passing counterfeit money
• crimes against places of high authority include burning down the courthouse and sheriff’s office in Sonora
• extortion
• highway robbery
• horse thievery
• illegal postal pick up
• unlawfully drawing salary and living allowances from the Union Army
• receiving stolen goods
• robbery
• robbing an unknown number of post offices
• selling stolen goods
• supplying Indians with firearms
• theft of sacred objects
• using marked cards and loaded dice
• derailing a train in order to rob the passengers

Violent Crimes

• murder
• kidnapping
• assaulting a Justice of the Peace
• raping a virgin of the white race
• statutory rape of a minor of the black race
• intention of selling fugitive slaves

Crimes against civil order

• bigamy
• deserting his wife and children
• hired himself out as guide on a wagon train, after receiving his payment in advance, he deserted the wagon train in the hunting grounds of the Sioux Indians
• inciting prostitution
• misrepresenting himself as a Mexican general
• perjury
• promoting prostitution

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Forecast for tonight: dark, followed in the morning by mostly light.

Bo Diddley passed away earlier today. Easily one of the most influential musicians in America.

The other night my wife and I settled down to watch a classic, one which I hadn’t seen since, frankly, I was too young to really understand what it was about: Network. It’s surreal how topical this thirty-two year-old film is. Network tells the story of the later days of a fictional news anchor’s career. Howard Beale (played by Peter Finch) is a respectable old journalist whose ratings have slipped as he has personally slid into alcoholism. Beale’s story is a trapping for a larger allegory about the encroachment of entertainment programming into the news cycle, though. Most of the real action takes place between Diana Christensen (played by Faye Dunaway) and Frank Hackett (Robert Duvall), two ambitious executives seeking to turn Beale’s network around into a profit-center. When Beale announces on live television that he’s going to commit suicide during his final broadcast, the tensions between corporate greed, personal ambition, pride, and tradition all come to a head.

Journalism is expensive, and airtime during a news broadcast is a hard sell. Historically we’ve seen the real-world broadcast networks put on their news programming as what amounts to a pro-bono basis. The costs of maintaining a pool of reporters in areas of interest around the world are high, so corners have to be cut to stay on budget, to keep the ship afloat. In Network, Hackett it looking to subsume the news division into programming, under the same people that handle soap operas, sitcoms, and made-for-TV movies. Christensen sees great entertainment potential in current events, inspired by footage of a terrorist group’s bank robbery. She looks to start up a weekly drama series based on authentic footage of terrorist acts acquired through contacts with the terrorists themselves. When Beale has a breakdown, she sees a great opportunity and jumps for it.

As somebody that habitually leaves CNN or MSNBC on in the background at home, Network strikes me as prophetic. The news cycle is dominated by a perpetual drive for scandal, for a train wreck, for a horse race. Barack Obama started pulling ahead in the polls, the news media promptly starts digging up anything they can to make the Democratic race look competitive again. Wow. The president is trying to gin up a flimsy case for going to war with some third-world country? Sounds like a great chance to draw some eyeballs to the boob-tube; the news media brews up exciting graphics and dramatic music instead of looking into the facts behind the government’s claims. John McCain looked like he was the obvious candidate in 2000 during the Republican primaries, so the news media starts propping up some incompetent southern governor as some kind of contender. The same buffoon somehow beats McCain (with the complicity of newscasters that were looking for a horse race to cover), and the process began over again trying to knock the clearly-more-capable incumbent vice president to make things look competitive. Nobody sticks around to watch a blowout, and the news directors know this. They’ll stick around for months to hear about some blonde that’s missing in the Caribbean, though.

The dialogue was excellent, the casting just about perfect. The production values were what you’d expect from a 1970’s drama, so the camera work and sound levels will probably grate on the delicate sensibilities of folks raised on THX. This certainly isn’t the kind of movie you can just wander in and out of the room for, it’s a serious movie made for people that have an attention span. Highly recommended.

Arthur C. Clarke passed away earlier today. Sir Arthur is most widely known as the science fiction author behind the film 2001: A Space Odyssey. The ideas he put to paper found their way into the fertile minds of generations of scientists and explorers, eventually leading to geostationary satellites and, one can only hope, one day will yield space elevators and such.

Link: BBC Obituary