Emilio and I had quite the road show during the pandemic, as he gamely hit the Zoom hustings to talk about my book and Sesame Street history. Here we are with Robt Seda-Schreiber of the
RIP you proud Chicano, consummate entertainer & sweet man. Emilio Delgado always announced himself on the phone by saying, “It’s Emilio—Luis from Sesame Street.” As if he needed any introduction! He & Sonia Manzano made Latin-American kids feel seen, accepted, and sunny. 💔
Gang, I’m on an aeroplane for the first time in ages. Limbering up in anticipation of having to help the flight attendants duct-tape an unruly passenger!
As we approach the second anniversary of the start of the pandemic, I petition the president to legally subtract two years from the age of every American. Laff along with Korny Kampy in this week’s @newyorker, available at brick-and-mortar shops and your mom’s house.
As we approach the second anniversary of the start of the pandemic, I petition the president to legally subtract two years from the age of every American. Laff along with Korny Kampy in this week’s
It’s not that Zelensky is “cool” or “badass” or whatever people are calling him—it’s that he’s a fundamentally good person who, confronted with the worst possible circumstances, is also a man of action. *That*, rather than performative belligerence, is strength and leadership.
Bringing his own chair, sitting few meters from a crowd of journalists, speaking his mind with sincerity and courage, not afraid of anything: meet Ukraine's president Volodymyr Zelensky, a true leader of the free world twitter.com/ronzheimer/sta…
This MTG-style rhetorical overload shows that Putin is not only evil but deeply unserious and more unhinged than he used to be. This is “Downfall” territory.
Seriously… the whole world just wants to have a bit of time to get their shit back together after years of Covid and this dickhead decides he needs his balls aired.
Absolute melon.
Don’t take my word for it, listen to acclaimed cooking and hygge authority Signe Johansen—the best accompaniment to sunny days is my book SUNNY DAYS, “The Book That Took Two Years to Find Its Audience.”
In the event that you’re having a quiet night in and need something life-affirming to watch, you might enjoy the ZOOM reunion I moderated last week, which is now on YouTube and features Bernadette (& her arm thing), Ann, Leon, Donna, Jay, Lori & Maura.
https://youtu.be/Gu9T1UmRjmQ
The gazpacho levity is kinda welcome & fun—I wrote a book called The United States of Arugula, for cryin’ out loud—but please remember that this experiment in having some of our worst citizens in high elective office is tragic and dangerous and potentially nation-ending. (Sorry.)
True story: in 2014, a young fact-checker at Vanity Fair was checking one of my pieces and she asked me what the Yellow Pages were. That’s when I realized I was no longer remotely young. And was inspired to write this thing below.
The huge difference being that the medicine-show suckers at least got to see Buster Keaton and his parents being funny. Rogan’s suckers only get to listen to the freestyle maunderings of a meathead racist who looks like a Central European dictator.
: the traveling medicine shows Keaton performed in as a kid charged no admission. They were a hook to get punters to buy bogus “cures”—not unlike Rogan using his show to shill dubious “supplements.”
Unlike many of his contemporaries, Buster Keaton never looked down on television, warming early to its potential to reach millions. Two new biographies take on the brilliant funnyman and filmmaker. https://nyti.ms/34yqmnz