David Halberstam’s last speech

David Halberstam in Vietnam 

From, of all places, Business Week (via Gawker) we present the last speech of David Halberstam, greatest journalist of his generation and one of the immortals in a field which was pioneered by other lightweights like Jonathan Swift and Voltaire. I can’t say it any better than Business Week did, so let’s go to the article:

History, after all, was a favorite theme of this lion of American journalism. In 1955, after graduating from Harvard, Halberstam took a job at The Daily Times Leader in West Point, Miss., because he thought it would provide him an opportunity to write about race. When that didn’t work out as he had planned, Halberstam hitchhiked up to Nashville and put in an application at The Tennessean.

There, he wrote about race with a vengeance. In 1960, The New York Times lured him away. In 1964, when Halberstam was 30, he and Malcolm Browne of the Associated Press won Pulitzers for their coverage of the Vietnam War and the overthrow of the Saigon regime.

In 1967, Halberstam quit daily journalism and began writing books. Over the next 40 years he wrote 21 books covering such topics as foreign policy, civil rights, business, and sports. His 1973 classic about the Vietnam War, The Best and the Brightest, described how and why the “ablest men to serve in the government this century” turned out to be “architects of the greatest American tragedy since the Civil War.”

In 1994, The Reckoning addressed the Japanese challenge to American automakers. And in 2000 The Powers that Be tackled the rise of the American media. Halberstam’s 21st book, The Coldest Winter, a look back at the Korean War, will be released this fall. “I think it’s my best work,” he said in his Apr. 21 speech.

transcript here

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Kurt Vonnegut has the first and last words

 Kurt Vonnegut, by Writer's Mugs

“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful what we pretend to be.”

The late Kurt Vonnegut quoted by ellagood @ Gawker.

Kurt is in Heaven now…

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Saint Steve

Saint Steve! Crikey! 

Indeed, he was a saint among men.

Who says there are no modern heroes? If any man deserves immortalization in stained glass, it’s Steve Irwin, who wouldn’t have kicked Chuck Norris‘s ass, although he could have and done a nature special on the wild Chuck Norris at the same time: he’d have brought Chuck Norris to tears with some lip-trembling tale of the time an orangutan gave him her baby to hold, and then Chuck would have written Australia Zoo a big fat check.

You know it and I know it and Chuck Norris knows it.

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RIP Larry “Bud” Melman: a cheap cigar in the wind

It is with a heavy heart that I inform that infinitesimal percentage of the world not already in deep mourning that Calvert deForest (Larry “Bud” Melman), who lived his life like a cheap, smelly cigar in the wind, has gone to that great Green Room in the Sky. David Letterman, who gave “Melman” his start in show business, is reported to be inconsolable.

Cheap, Smelly, Old-Man’s Cigar in the Wind

 

Goodbye butt of jokes,
may you ever bitch, groan and whine.
You were the ass that placed himself
where you’d be a bad punchline.
You called out to our slackers,
and you babbled to insomniacs.
Now you belong to heaven,
and the stars know you were whack.
And it seems to me you lived your life
like a curmudgeon in the wind:
never getting even one clue
when Letterman set in.
And your footsteps will always thud here,
along New York’s sleazy halls;
your cigar’s burned out long before
you ever lost your balls.
Crankiness we’ve lost;
these empty nights without your roar.
This torch we’ll always carry
for our nation’s favorite bore.
And even though we try,
the truth brings us to tears;
all our words cannot express
the joy you brought us through the years.
Goodbye New York’s joke,
from a country lost, without a soul,
who’ll miss the chance to laugh at you
more than you’ll ever know.

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Celebrating the 70th anniversary of the Transition of Howard Phillips Lovecraft

Rats, I'm telling you! Rats in the walls!

God grant me the grace to pump out something decent in memory of the 70th anniversary of the death of HP Lovecraft, the power to force the audio player to work, and the wisdom to come back later and edit this into something that makes a helluva lot more sense than it does at 4:18am.

Audio from SFFAudio, via SFSignal. For more audio of forbidden madness, check out this roundup of all available HP Lovecraft audio.

Yog-sothoth be praised! If you’ve been looking for H.P. Lovecraft audio look no farther! We’ve compiled a list of all the story readings and audio dramas that we know about! Most of these “old ones” are out of print but once you know it exists you’re half way to finding it – though perhaps that’s not the wisest move. If you own one of these audiobooks and can provide more details or a scan of the cover art please send us an email. But no copies of the Necronomicon please …. we’re crazy enough!

the library cards of the acolytes of the elder gods 

and now, here’s your Podcast of the Elder Gods:

The Dunwich Horror
(23 minutes)

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