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Yeahyeah: “Make with the links, Gil!” Fine. Just click “more”!
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Happy new year! Here’s some links for you! Just click “more”!
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It’s been a tough couple of weeks for me, trying to get the year-end ish of my magazine together, but it’s almost all wrapped up now! Congratulate me! And enjoy this week’s dose of Unrequired Reading. Just click “more”!
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It’s been a busy, hectic work-week, so bleary-eyed links await you, dear readers! Just click “more”!
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Post-Thanksgiving links! Enjoy the long weekend! I’m off to Philadelphia for my 20-year high-school reunion. (Or maybe not. I’m feeling lousy with the beginnings of the same cold that knocked my wife out last week, and it’d be dumb to run myself down and get heavy-duty sick right at the end of a week-long vacation. Grr.)
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Who expected it? Another Friday dose of Unrequired Reading! Just click “more”!
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It’s another spooky Friday the 13th edition of Unrequired Reading, dear readers! Bad luck for you! Just click “more”!
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Off to L.A. this weekend, dear readers! I’ll be busy with an online project for work, so there may be no “What It Is” on Monday. Like you care. Anyway, since you’re just here for another installment of my idiosyncratic links, just click “more”!
Continue reading “Unrequired Reading: Nov. 6, 2009”
I haven’t posted a trip to the Drew Friedmanizer in a long time, but this morning’s scroll through the Wall Street Journal was too tempting:
The accompanying article is about Boulder, CO’s annual naked pumpkin run. It’s a 4-block streak in a city famed for its laid-back, hippyish culture. Apparently, it’s gotten so popular that the police are out to crush it and ruin its participants lives:
[Police Chief Mark Beckner] will station more than 40 officers on the traditional four-block route tonight, with two SWAT teams patrolling nearby. All have orders to arrest gourd-topped streakers as sex offenders.
That’s right! He’ll need two SWAT teams in place, in case a group of people without clothes are armed and dangerous! Way to escalate a situation and just about guarantee violence, you fucking moron! Still, the law’s the law, right? Um . . .
Casting about for a law to apply, since nudity per se is not illegal, police hit upon the state’s indecent exposure statute, which makes it a Class 1 misdemeanor for anyone to knowingly expose his or her genitals in circumstances “likely to cause affront or alarm.”
Given that the Naked Pumpkin Run starts at 11 p.m., long after young trick-or-treaters have retired, and given that the route is packed with fans who come out specifically to see the event, runners argue that it’s absurd to think their prank is causing either affront or alarm.
Even if the run does catch a few people by surprise, “the joy it brings overall far outweighs the one or two people who could be offended,” says Callie Webster, who is 22 and a veteran pumpkinhead.
Police acknowledge they have not been flooded with pumpkin-run-related complaints, but say that’s beside the point. A throng of naked people with jack-o-lanterns on their heads is, by definition, an alarming sight, Chief Beckner says. Therefore, it’s illegal.
Keep reading for more of police chief’s bullshit attitude, which even the mayor and the D.A. find to be over the top. Go, Pumpkinheads!
Last night, I had dinner with pals in Brooklyn and walked in the door at 1:15 a.m. (at least 40 minutes of my lateness was due to a two-car collision in the Lincoln Tunnel and two separate construction zones near the Meadowlands that turned magically turned three lanes of Rt. 3 into one). This morning, I drive down to suburban Philadelphia to deliver a flatscreen TV to the winner of a raffle at my annual conference. Because my publisher doesn’t want it to get damaged in shipping.
So while you read these links, I’ll be cruising along the highway, checking out the foliage, trying to stay awake, and wondering how this ever became part of my job description.
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