Louis Prima and Keely Smith, Shake Hands with Santa Claus. Wishing you the swingingest Christmas ever.
Bob and Doug McKenzie, The 12 Days of Christmas. May Santa leave a two-four of stubbies under your tree. And doughnuts.
Gayla Peevey, I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas. Some girls don’t want rhinoceroses.
Nick Lowe, Christmas at the Airport. Sometimes you have to take Christmas where you find it.
Paul Kelly, How to Make Gravy. Continuing our theme of Yuletide incarceration.
John Prine, Christmas in Prison.
The searchlight in the big yard swings around with the gun
And it spotlights the snowflakes like the dust in the sun.
Robert Earl Keen, Merry Christmas From the Family. Almost certainly the only Christmas song to reference AA and tampons.
With politics around the world increasingly characterized by lies, fear, and anger, Frontline, on the U.S. PBS network, is looking at how Facebook has been used to drive voters apart.
John Doyle reviewed the show in the Globe and Mail and offers this observation:
At the core of the matter is one key discovery about social media that’s not new any more: Fear and anger create ‘greater engagement’ online and therefore more advertising value.
Think about that for a minute. Irrational garbage isn’t an unintended consequence of social media — it’s part of the business model.
Saturday is International Plain Language Day.
Abstain from circumlocutions of an obfuscatory nature.
As you may have heard, Ernie Bushmiller’s comic Nancy has been dragged into the 21st century. Its new look is heavy on smartphones, selfie sticks, online videos, and other things all the cool kids are so interested in today.
It seems to me like a strange fate for a bizarre, minimalist comic that seemed to exist outside of time. Even in the ’60s and ’70s you had the feeling Ernie listened to the phonograph and kept his milk in the icebox.
In any event, my wife informs me that the term “Sluggo is lit” is now a meme. (Or at least it was last week. You know how these things go…)
And the strip, despite its obsession with modern technology, is still pretty surreal.
And kind of lit.