We’ll Miss You Red

photo credit Bill Rapai

At Yost, amongst six thousand people, in row ten, with the ears just the other side of some plexiglass, you know damn well that everyone can hear your every word. With a megaphone or without. By the time I had arrived there was a culture that understood and sought to exploit this, and it worked. I can’t tell you how many times opposing players tried to spray people in the crowd with water bottles. The opposing parents were seated directly behind their bench, and directly in front of the dirtiest dudes in town, and since the dirtiest dudes in town had a tendency to select one player for excessive torment it was a semi-regular occurrence for a hockey parent to respond in kind. Rarely you’d catch a slightly unhinged one who would fume his way up the stairs and try to get in a fight.

The stupidity and the gloriousness of this should be apparent. For a period of several years the opposing parents had to be located across the rink, the ice serving as a demilitarized zone. Yost got people shook.

From Brian’s eulogy to the Red Berenson era @ mgoblog

A long steady diet of terrible news

…his thinking more rigid, his favored media outlets less trustworthy and more likely to reinforce reactionary tendencies. Cable news has largely replaced newspapers as his primary source of information about the world. He has also taken to reading conspiratorial websites run by kooks and con artists. Perhaps, if you have a white parent or grandparent over 60, this sounds familiar?

From The Long, Lucrative Right-wing Grift Is Blowing Up in the World’s Face




But the mind, being so much quicker than the hand, can easily betray us, so that a great part of the patience of true craftsmanship comes from keeping the mind reined in, never to be tempted to dream about the following job while we are doing this one, so risking making this one look like an interminable nuisance. “Little by little and bit by bit, that’s the way you does it,” as an old gardener once said to me reprovingly, and it is a good, steadying philosophy when we are getting a bit ahead of ourselves.

from The Pace @ Lost Art Press

Sean Spicer, Kindergarten Teacher

It’s almost as if, Noah adds, “He looks less like a press secretary and more like an overworked kindergarten teacher.” To that point, the editing geniuses at The Daily Show put together this clip mashing up Spicer yelling at the media with a group of actual kindergarten students yelling questions and talking back to him, and it’s clear that the guy really missed his calling in life.

from ‘The Daily Show’ Imagining Sean Spicer As A Kindergarten Teacher Makes It Clear He Missed His Calling @ UPROXX