Thanksgiving Day is so close, we can nearly taste it. Mr. Hitchcock is so excited, he’s overcome his aversion to birds. It’s undeniable—the holidays are upon us.
Time to get started on a good six-week bender of reckless food consumption, unabashed merriment and some family-appropriate debauchery. Please leave the resolutioning and course correcting for January 2, 2013.
Yesterday we celebrated Veterans Day—and it reminded us of the great contributions our servicemen have made to this nation over the years.
In terms of protecting our freedom, foremost, but also in our everyday dress. Just take a look at Major General Chuck Yeager here. He’s just hopped out of a fighter jet, but this very well could’ve been the same getup you wore out to watch football yesterday.
The list is long: khakis, bomber jackets, aviators, peacoats, desert boots, etc., all started out as military-issue clothes that veterans brought back home to wear around town—or, in some cases, had local tailors recreate to better suit their return to civilian life. And now we’re all wearing some version of them. Not to mention, a lot of the military-issued stuff (like Schott’s peacoat) is still among your better options out there. Further confirming that enduring style relies more heavily on function than form.
Everyone knows why teams dust off vintage uniforms: to sell more merchandise. Everyone also knows that the average NFL club is worth $1.14 billion. Which is why we’re respectfully begging NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell (and MLB Commissioner Bud Selig, for that matter) to put an end to this nonsense.
Warren Beatty on the phone as he campaigns for Senator George McGovern’s Democratic presidential nomination.
Leading up to his 1972 presidential bid, Senator George McGovern, who died over the weekend at the age of 90, met with a group of Hollywood celebrities at the home of Shirley MacLaine. Since he was not well-known and had little support within the Democratic Party, it was decided that the entertainment industry could lend the McGovern campaign some much-needed credibility, charisma and cash.
And so a new generation of Hollywood liberal activists emerged, the first to do so since McCarthyite blacklists of the early ’50s had driven showbiz liberalism deep into the walk-in closets of Malibu and Mulholland Drive.
Warren Beatty, MacLaine’s brother, scheduled a series of high-profile concerts, fundraisers and East Hampton pickup baseball games, attended by the likes of Jack Nicholson, Burt Lancaster, Dustin Hoffman, Jon Voight and so on. “We got involved because we were people who cared,” Norman Lear told The Hollywood Reporter on Sunday.
As such, we thought it a fitting tribute to the fallen senator to eulogize him in a pictorial we’re calling:
Chances are, you’re reading this at work, since chances are, your boss is about as ambivalent to Columbus Day as, well, the rest of us. We wouldn’t go so far as to call it a bullshit holiday, though we know a couple Native Americans who would.
If you happen to be in Manhattan, though, you might find some degree of relevance today by scaling six stories and kicking back in Tatzu Nishi’s Discovering Columbus, designed to provide up close and stoic views of the iconic statue of Christopher Columbus that has peered over Manhattan’s most renowned circle since 1892.
Or you could just call it another Monday and start thinking about lunch.
They’re calling it “The Miracle of Medinah”—one of the greatest comebacks in sports history, as Europe snuck the Ryder Cup away from the Americans, who had dominated the competition for most of the weekend.
It ended with Martin Kaymer jumping into the arms of his teammates, the singsong “Olé, olé, olé”echoing across Medinah Country Club.
A hat tip to the boys across the pond. But for God’s sake, it’s time to update that factory, son...
It was a record-breaking weekend for The Master, P.T. Anderson’s latest starring Philip Seymour Hoffman and Joaquin Phoenix. The film brought in $728,745, which didn’t strike us as much of a big deal either, until we learned that it was only playing in five theaters this weekend.
As such, it set a new record for per-screen earnings: $145,949.
The NFL season kicked off over the weekend, with Washington Redskins rookie quarterback Robert Griffin III (“RG3”) emerging as the top story from week one. The photo above was snapped moments after Griffin completed an 88-yard pass to Pierre Garcon, resulting in his first NFL touchdown. The ’Skins went on to upset New Orleans 40-32. In other news, Peyton Manning is still good at football.
Remember, nobody cares about your fantasy football team nearly as much as you do.