A colorful memory in black and white

One thing I noticed when Mary Tyler Moore died last week was this photo accompanying her obituary:

ap7008290251This is a 1970 still from “The Mary Tyler Moore Show.” Anyone notice anything strange about it?

It’s 1970. They had color TV in 1970. The show was in color.

Here. I’ll show you. This is the famous line from the first episode:

Why is the photo black and white?

Here’s a link to the obit in the Washington Post and the New York Times. Even the Guardian in London went black and white.

I suspect it’s because the networks sent production stills to newspapers in black and white because few newspapers had color capacity in the 1970s. (That’s right, kids. Color was a relatively new thing for newspapers in the late 20th century. That’s probably why print is dying.)

Or maybe we were all poor back then and only saw the show on black and white televisions and don’t remember it any other way?

It’s been 36 years since John Lennon died

On Dec. 8, 1980, this happened:

Mark David Chapman waited for John Lennon outside the New York City apartment building where the former Beatle lived with his wife Yoko Ono and his son.

Chapman, who was 25 at the time, had asked Lennon earlier that day for an autograph, which the former Beatle signed. 

Yet five hours later, the killer, who said he wanted to be famous, opened fire with a Charter Arms .38-caliber pistol striking Lennon four times.

The 40-year-old singer-songwriter collapsed, mortally wounded. TV networks in the United States interrupted their Monday Night Football broadcast to announce news of Lennon’s death. Within hours, the shocking murder became front page news across the globe. 

I was living in Pennsylvania at the time. My ex-girlfriend called me that night from Florida, crying. That’s how I found out John was dead.

John’s wife, Yoko, asked for a 10-minute silent vigil a week later in his memory. I drove from Harrisburg to New York to join the thousands who gathered outside the Dakota, the building in which John and Yoko lived across from Central Park.

One thing to point out in this video clip, though. The TV reporter said that you couldn’t hear a thing during the 10 minutes. He lied. Because I heard TV people saying how silent it was DURING THE TRIBUTE. I wasn’t the only one to try to shush the guys with the mikes, but they just prattled on. That was probably when I began to look down on TV people. They haven’t done anything to gain my respect, since.

Anyway, when the 10 minutes were over we heard this:

Mark David Chapman was born the same day I was. He was sentenced to 20 years to life for second degree murder. In his eighth parole application in 2014, he said he should be let go because Jesus has forgiven him. That was rejected. He sought parole this past August. That was rejected. His next parole hearing is in 2018. He should never be released from jail.

Yoko, who is now 83, still lives at the Dakota, across the street from the Strawberry Fields memorial in Central Park.

If John had lived, he would have been 76.

A killer hurricane is bearing down on the Southeast …

… So what are the respected voices of the right wing saying about the impending natural disaster that’s already killed almost 300 people in Haiti?

According to the Rude Pundit:

Drudge has said that the National Hurricane Center is hyping Matthew and lying about wind speed because they want to “make exaggerated point on climate” change.

And what is the Rushbot saying?

But if you listened to conservative talk radio, you might have heard Rush Limbaugh himself today on Oxy the Obese Clown’s Analotorium of Fart Noises telling you that Matthew is being hyped because Al Gore needs to prove that climate change is real. No, really: “After Katrina, remember, Al Gore and all the global warming people? They were happy! They were beating their chests like Tarzan out there, and they were saying, ‘This is just the beginning! Because of climate change and because of global warming, we’re gonna have hurricanes like this every year, many of them.'”

I’m glad someone reads and listens to these alt-right clowns so I don’t have to.

The folks that right wingers listen to are more than willing to lead their lemmings to suicide to make a point. And the cliff jumpers on the right will listen to them, because they think it’s clever to say and do things that piss off liberals. (Like nominate a certain anthropromorphic pile of cow manure for president.) So expect a bunch of make America firsters who believe this mush from the manure pile …

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… to stay in their homes and ride out this storm.

hurricane-matthew-oct-4And remember the parable of the flood:

A terrible storm came into a town and local officials sent out an emergency warning that the riverbanks would soon overflow and flood the nearby homes. They ordered everyone in the town to evacuate immediately.

A faithful Christian man heard the warning and decided to stay, saying to himself, “I will trust God and if I am in danger, then God will send a divine miracle to save me.”

The neighbors came by his house and said to him, “We’re leaving and there is room for you in our car, please come with us!” But the man declined. “I have faith that God will save me.”

As the man stood on his porch watching the water rise up the steps, a man in a canoe paddled by and called to him, “Hurry and come into my canoe, the waters are rising quickly!” But the man again said, “No thanks, God will save me.”

The floodwaters rose higher pouring water into his living room and the man had to retreat to the second floor. A police motorboat came by and saw him at the window. “We will come up and rescue you!” they shouted. But the man refused, waving them off saying, “Use your time to save someone else! I have faith that God will save me!”

The flood waters rose higher and higher and the man had to climb up to his rooftop.

A helicopter spotted him and dropped a rope ladder. A rescue officer came down the ladder and pleaded with the man, “Grab my hand and I will pull you up!” But the man STILL refused, folding his arms tightly to his body. “No thank you! God will save me!”

Shortly after, the house broke up and the floodwaters swept the man away and he drowned.

When in Heaven, the man stood before God and asked, “I put all of my faith in You. Why didn’t You come and save me?”

And God said, “I sent you a warning. I sent you a car. I sent you a canoe. I sent you a motorboat. I sent you a helicopter. What more were you looking for?”

Now, I could be compassionate, pull out my Bible and refer the followers of manure, Drudge and Rush to Matthew 7:15:

Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.

But acquiescent morons really piss me off, so I’m giving the final word to the Rude Pundit:

Jesus fuck, fine, just fucking stay there, Drudge readers and Limbaugh listeners. Fucking stay and drown and get your asses reamed by flying debris with your corpses devoured by alligators. You’ll end up improving the nation considerably in your absence.