some drink and get sad. some drink and cry. some drink and get angry. some drink and say gay people take it up the ass. some drink and call police officers ’sugar tits’. some drink and assert the jews are responsible for all the wars in the world. some drink and beat their girlfriends because [...]

finally it has been said aloud was has been apparent for years by an authority of the body no less, one of chicago’s finest, roger ebert:
” i am happy to say it brings back an element sadly missing in recent movies, gratuitous nudity. sexy women would ‘happen’ to be topless in the 1970s movies for [...]

“people, i just want to say, you know, can we all get along?“
unequivically the answer is “no” if a fraternal bond is shared between your guitarist and vocalist while happening to be a black crowe, oasis or kink. again there be a “nay” if your brothers bee gibb whereas the deleos and maddens carry on [...]

is not the term “movie” an antiquated and witless relic of a less kinetic time? what of substance can be said of the annual gladiatorial game of motion picture performance colloquially known as the oscars? nothing, for that which lacks substance cannot be accounted for with substance any more than art can compete. nonetheless why [...]

the assertion of choice is nothing without pride yet millions of smokers cower from the frost and inclemency while huddling around slightly ajar portals dangling fags in the freeze. six feet under and with the choice, the marlboro man puffs away without cracking open his casket but the modern smoker has devolved to be mild [...]

man and himself expressed for himself, about himself and made into an artifact for his pleasure rightly is called art. a paleolithic frank scrawling a record of experience on a cave wall so as to stop time and space for himself is genuinely artistic whereas the claptrap of the historically defined artist is nothing more [...]

isn’t it odd that a boy can be turned into this? how is it that franklin’s journey to tinseltown returns him as this? when is a king not fit for a queen but rather just bad company? sometimes family is not a fit substitute, but all of this probably makes sense when it is realized [...]

barren from any serialized parchment and ink publications are ‘it’ and ‘you’ while ‘i’ and ‘us’ fruitfully multiple unchecked in the daily, weekly and monthly warrens. quaint in its naiveté, objectivity was at least a clever game of cat and mouse between columnist and audience in which purported empiricism purred forth waiting to catch unsuspecting [...]

can there be an any more amusing pop culture precept today than the idea of “keeping it real”? how is it “keeping it real” means being able to hold to two mutually exclusive lifestyles, such as street thug and bonvivant of expensive sparkling wines or celebuskank and undefiled? keeping it real amongst breast augmentation, elective [...]

…and don henley should know, being in the eagles.