WSB-TV reporter Richard Belcher went down to Braswell, northwest of Atlanta in Paulding County, to question the city leaders about city funds. Now, Braswell is this tiny dot on the map, with about 80 people (some accounts say that the city's population is as high as 200, but I think 80 is a more realistic number), and hardly has enough folks to call itself a city- let alone have a little league baseball team. The city manager, Alan Fennell, didn't cotton to the idea of WSB's camera rolling:
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My impression of the whole ball of wax is that Braswell has something that it doesn't want the rest of the country- let alone metro Atlanta- to know about. Otherwise, he wouldn't have threatened Belcher with a neck wringing. I guess that's another example of "politics as usual".
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Okay, President Obama went a bit overboard when he said that the Cambridge Police acted irresponsibly in the arrest of his friend, Harvard professor Henry Gates. The president since admitted that he didn't have all the facts- after all, like everyone, he's human. So tonight, the three parties- the president, the professor and the arresting officer, Sergeant James Crowley of the Cambridge police- sat down over beer tonight and had a dialog. It seems to have gone okay from what I've seen.
However, one person seems to want to play the race card, and it appears that he's been doing this much as of late. It seems like conservative radio commentator Glenn Beck either has a hard-on for the president, or he just one pissed off son of a bitch. Click here for the Air America link to hear Beck's tirades, and Ron Reagan's response: http://www.airamerica.com/ronreagan/blog/2009/jul/29/ron-reagan-rant-glenn-beck-racism-unhinged
And I thought only white people were racists.
All joking aside, it seems like Beck has nothing better to do than to commiserate over the loss of John McCain in last year's presidential campaign, and mourn over the fact that the ramrodding party that the GOP and many business leaders have held has ended. Beck...he's just some paranoid, "the sky is falling" freak show.
Get over yourself, Glenn.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
I'm fucking freaked by the story coming out of San Antonio, about the mother of a three-week old son. Otty Sanchez apparently sliced her son, Wesley Buckholtz Sanchez, apart, and ate his brain- and possibly other body parts.
Where is Thomas Harris- author of the novels "Silence of the Lambs"; "Hannibal", and "Hannibal Rising", among others? Probably too freaked to even consider writing a story about this female version of his vicious genius character. I know I'd be.
Ms. Sanchez herself is at a San Antonio hospital, under suicide watch.
Click on the title for the story from KENS 5 TV. Meanwhile, I've got to reach for the (bleeeegh!) trash can.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
The Erin Andrews debacle has brought on- once again- the firestorm of female journalists (and for that matter, celebrities) and the ogling that sometimes goes too far. This one, of course, concerns a couple peephole videos of a nude Andrews taking care of business (such as ironing her shirt, etc). And now those bastards at the New York Post decided to post the video in question, which you can see from the Post article ESPN HOTTIE ERIN ANDREWS IN PEEP SHOCKER
Now why would they do such a thing? Many personalities are asking the question, "Why is the Post disrespecting Ms. Andrews? Her privacy was violated and she's staying off the air like a scared kitten. Okay, so let's give her time to recover, true. But I think Ms. Andrews should have instead dusted herself off, gone back on ESPN, and told these assholes where to cram it. Adding an entire box of Morton salt to the wound, it's alleged that someone from her own network may have been behind the recent juvenile behavior of playing voyeur (probably while waxing his general or petting her Snoopy- hey, not all pervs are male, you know...for all I know, the person was probably some jealous female ESPN staffer who did this unspeakable deed).
Of course, I would've liked to have seen the video myself. Except that I may have invited some malware in my laptop- and not seen Erin's tits. sorry, but some things are just not worth damaging my computer for.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Erin Andrews was a victim of an apparent peeping tom several days ago. Furthermore, the fuckfaces who placed her naked body all over the web had intended to place malware on our computers, thus ruining them. Fortunately for me, I didn't fall for this. After all, there is this saying, "If it's too good to be true..."
This morning, I added a message on my Twitter page- contents in which you can read above. The thing is that Ms. Andrews needs to give a big fat middle finger to those dickless pervs who, one, violated her privacy, and two, didn't have the balls to just come up to her and say "hi". She needs to return to ESPN and show these morons that she's much more bolder than they are. She is pursuing criminal charges, and that's very good, but she just needs to get in front of the camera, and look straight into it as if she's talking to these fucks, and let them have it! And when these nimrods are found, and are convicted, look them straight in the eye, give them a loud "fuck you!", and just let them have it.
Look, being a female journalist- let alone hot female celebrity- is hard enough as it is. Sure, the Lindsay Lohans of the world deal with it by having dysfunctional bisexual relationships and Hollywood careers (but that's a different subject, preferably for the sister blog, The Trash Bash). They have to deal with us guys drooling over the pictures, and picturing them outside those clothes. They have to deal with sometimes not being taken seriously. Sadly- and sometimes tragically- they also have to deal with psychotic fans who step over the line and actually send letters incessantly; get pissed because they feel rejected, and in extreme cases, kill them- the man who killed actress Rebecca Schaeffer from the CBS sitcom "My Sister Sam" comes to mind.
But in closing, the vast majority of female personalities can stand up to these jerk. And I'm telling you now that Ms. Andrews will only be stronger by the experience- and those pervs will be ogled and violated 24/7 at some prison.
A quick note: This blog is now on Twitter. You can see what I put down here at this blog, or you can go to my Twitter page mydearalex@twitter.com.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
He guided us through the Kennedy assassination, then was awed- like the rest of America- on the first moonwalk (on which the 40th anniversary of that historic event is only two days away. He even- albeit indirectly- influenced an American president. And like the man who would convince him to join CBS, an award is named after him. But most important, he was the news person on which subsequent news anchors would be measured by.
The man, Walter Leland Cronkite, Jr., was known for his straightforward, no-bullshit style of anchoring. Cronkite started as a reporter at the Houston Post, as a general assignment reporter and he also did some sportscasting in Oklahoma City. He covered World War II, as part of a group of reporters called "Writing 69th", which covered bombings in Germany, and later, the trials in Nuremberg, Germany. after this, he worked for the United Press International. Edward R. Murrow- who many still consider one of the greatest news personalities (of course, an award is named after Mr. Murrow) offered Cronkite a chance to work at CBS. Cronkite turned it down, but ever the persistent man of encouragement, Murrow tried again, and this time- in 1950- Cronkite took the bait. And the timing was good, as the new medium of television was taking shape. He hosted the show "You are There", which was a re-enactment series of key historic events. Although actors played Sigmund Freud or Joan of Arc, Cronkite made it look real. In the early days of his CBS tenure, he also hosted "The Morning Show", with a puppet named Charlemagne (I guess they were trying to create a morning version of the iconic Ed Sullivan's partnering with Topo). But in the 1952 and 1956 political conventions, Cronkite did what he did best, serious field reporting. He also narrated the documentary series "Twentieth Century".
When he replaced Douglas Edwards in 1961 as anchor of the "CBS Evening News", expectations were not high. After all, Edwards held the fort for several years. However, in 1963, the newscast was expanded to 30 minutes, and Cronkite was given an additional title he had long fought for- Managing Editor. Now CBS was on its way to being taken seriously. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Cronkite interviewed Kennedy at the president's compound. But then, a defining moment took place two months later. November 22, 1963, President John Fitzgerald Kennedy was en route to a luncheon in Dallas. a motorcade had drove through Dallas city center, when around 12:30 PM Central Time (10:30 Pacific, 1:30 Eastern), Cronkite broke into the broadcast of the soap "As the World Turns" with this:
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Later, he barely held his emotions as he delivered the woeful news:
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Cronkite's audience grew- and viewers made that perfectly clear when the Tiffany network (one of CBS' nicknames) tried to replace Cronkite with Roger Mudd and Robert Trout in 1964 during the Democratic National Convention. But it would be in 1966 when he would overtake the legendary NBC team of Chet Huntley and David Brinkley. From 1967 to his retirement in 1981, Cronkite would be number one in the Nielsen ratings for newscasts.
Before he went to Vietnam in 1968, he was a supporter of the War. But when he came back, gave a scathing assessment, which he explains in a 1996 interview with the Newseum:
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This commentary would so influence the decision of President Lyndon Baines Johnson, who said, "If I've lost Cronkite, I've lost America." Johnson decided not to run for re-election.
The next year would be a jubilant one for Cronkite. Cronkite was long a fan of the space program, and on July 20, 1969- the fortieth anniversary of that iconic event coming up on Monday- the man could not contain his excitement. Here is some footage from the 27 hour broadcast. Note that on some of the clips, Cronkite doesn't speak, but let the excitement speak for itself:
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He was even prepared for breaking news, such as the case here from this clip from 1973, when he learned of the death of former President Johnson: robatsea2008/YouTube/CBS News
Cronkite was "the most trusted man in America", according to many polls take over the years. But world leaders seemed to have taken notice. In 1977, the president of Egypt, Anwar El-Sadat told Cronkite:
The next day, Israeli Prime Minister Menachem Begin invited Sadat to Jerusalem. The move would bring on the accords at Camp David, and the Israeli-Egyptian treaty. Could one say that Cronkite had anything to do with this? Who knows?
In 1981, Cronkite decided that he had enough of the anchor chair:
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The late, great Johnny Carson does a hilarious- yet touching- tribute to Uncle Walter in this clip from "The Tonight Show with Johnny Carson":videoholic1980s/YouTube?Carson Productions
A comedy great playing a news great. Don't see much of that anymore, do we?
Cronkite's replacement, Dan Rather, who would hold down the fort for 24 years. But Cronkite wouldn't leave CBS completely. He did a short-lived magazine program called "Walter Cronkite's Universe" shortly after he left the anchor desk; some documentary- including one for rival CNN (on the space program, no doubt); and had a seat on the CBS board of directors (perhaps they should've listened to uncle Walt and told Katie Couric to keep her skinny ass on the "Today" show on NBC. That girl is just so not cut out for network news anchoring...).
Cronkite was married to the former Mary Elizabeth Maxwell for 65 years- she passed on in 2005. Out of this union, three children- Nancy; Kathy; and Walter (Chip) Cronkite III. After Betsy's passing, Cronkite dated opera singer Joanna Simon, the older sister of singer Carly Simon. He is also survived by four grandchildren.
Over the past several weeks, we we've suffered through major losses- Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson, even NFL great Steve McNair. But like Jackson, Cronkite had a cult following. He was to news as Jackson was to music. To paraphrase the old EF Hutton commercials, when Walter Cronkite spoke, people listened. And as you saw in the clip on the Vietnam War, Cronkite was not afraid to speak his mind. Oh, sure, he had his critics, but they were so few because Cronkite gave the news with integrity, without bias, and with truth. No matter how hard today's generation tries to emulate him, there will never be another news person like Walter Cronkite. Brian Williams of NBC and Charles Gibson of ABC may come close (Katie Couric...go host "The Early Show". Perhaps you'll drag their ratings down further. I told you, her ass should've stayed at NBC and "Today"...). But Walter Cronkite- like his colleague Edward Murrow- truly deserves to be called "icon", and he made the job of being news anchor honorable. Cronkite was a class act, always professional, right down to the end.
And that's the way it is.
For more on his remarkable life and career, just click on the title, where you'll go directly to the tribute from CBS News.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Dr. Martin Luther King was a Republican. So say a couple of groups from Houston, Texas. One calls themselves the Houston Tea Party, and the other is a black conservative group called Raging Elephants. Recently, the groups put up a billboard that said that Reverend King was a member of the GOP.
And apparently, so does a member of Dr. King's own family. Alveda King is a member of the National Black Republican Association. And here what she has to say:
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But some people aren't exactly buying this. Click on the title for the report from KPRC-DT, Local 2 in Houston.
I could take this at face value- or take this with a grain of salt. No matter what his political proclivity was, Dr. King remains an important figure, even after 41 years of being what many would call a martyr.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
In 1984, Apple computer- which may or may not celebrate 35 years on the planet two years from now (okay, it like will)- gave us Macintosh. In other words, happy 25th birthday, Mac.
Then, in 1985, Microsoft- born in 1975 by some geek in Albuquerque, New Mexico- gave the world Windows, which became the dominant computer operating system in the mid-1990s (thanks to Apple's missteps- one of the first being the firing of CEO Steve Jobs. They have since corrected that fuck up).
Now, Google- the world's most popular search site (and parent company to Blogger, in which this blogger proudly uses for his three blogs- one in which you're reading right now)- introduces Chrome!
(Hey, I said CHROME!...I gotta fire the band...)
According to Google, Chrome will be an open based operating system, and will be initially targeted for netbooks. Consumers can get Chrome on their desktops and laptops in the second half of next year. Meantime, let's take a look at Chrome has to offer:
Speed: It's purportedly fast. Get started up right away. (Take that, Mac!)
Secure: You know those nasty bugs you get mainly on Windows (and occasionally on Mac)? Google says that Chrome will be more secure, so those nasty viruses won't hit your Chrome-run computer.
Simple: Google says using Chrome will be just that easy. No fuss. No muss.
Currently, Chrome is just a browser- and one I've just installed on my Compaq Presario 756nr, and it seems to play well with the Microsoft Live Search. I just turned on my Yahoo! account, so I'm satisfied. But I'm more curious about how the operating system will run, so I may have to buy a netbook (but I'm keeping my Compaq!).
Click on the title to the Google blog and learn more about Chrome.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Why must every little fuck up happen in my home state of Ohio?
In Perry Township, Ohio- near Canton- Officer Janine England, 30, and her boss, Perry Township Police chief Tim Escola were doing the smoochy-moochy- all while transporting a prisoner from Cincinnati. You can read the story on the link from CantonRep.com by clicking on the title, but if you can't wait that long, just watch here: cantonrep/YouTube
Escola abruptly retired after the incident, and this past Tuesday night, the three-member trustee township board decided that she was unfit to be an officer. But her attorney said that she had quit...anyhoot...England only had less than two months on the job.
Let me tell you something, people. If you're going to do the nasty, one, don't do it while driving! The car could swerve off the road, and you could lose your hoo-hoo (or at least, have a bloody one at that!) Two, if you're a cop- like these two lovebirds- at least turn the goddamn camera off! Of course, your superiors may wonder why the camera's off- just say it had a short or something- but at least, you can kiss (or finger fuck...or whatever...you sure she didn't give him a blow job. I wouldn't at all be surprised if she did, but that's just me...). And if these two had any sense, I'd doubt that I would have the prisoner in the back seat- however hard it would be for him or her to masturbate while wearing snugly fit government bracelets.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Nashville-Davidson County Metropolitan Police confirmed today that Sahel Kazemi, the 20-year-old girlfriend of former Titans and Ravens quarterback Steve McNair, was indeed the shooter of McNair before turning the gun on herself. McNair, 36, died Saturday as the result of the gunshot wounds suffered at the hands of Ms. Kazemi.
Police are asking this question- and so am I: Why did Sahel do it? What was going through her mind? One clue investigators may have stumbled on was that Ms. Kazemi thought her life was spiraling out of control- according to the Associated Press and WSMV-DT, the NBC affiliate in Nashville- she had faced mounting debts, and she thought that McNair was seeing another woman. Well, she was right on the latter, at least. But now, that other woman- McNair's wife Mechelle- is asking herself "How in the fuck could Steve do this to me?" (Okay, she probably didn't use those exact words, but she is asking nonetheless). According to WSMV, Kazemi told a friend that "My life is a ball of shit and I should end it." I looked at her picture, and to be honest, yeah, I'd fucking pork her. Necrophiliac erection aside, I'm wondering if Steve ever wondered what the hell he walked himself into. Did he have any idea that the hottie he met at a Nashville area Dave and Busters was...well, not altogether upstairs? Or maybe she was, she was just stressed out that Stevie was flirting with some other bitch- though this has not been confirmed- and she didn't take it so well. So, what Sahel did- according to police sources- was shoot a sleeping McNair, then shoot herself. She was hoping that she'd fall in his lap (make it look like she was giving him a blow-job, maybe...hmm...), but she ended up falling at his feet (well, I guess that would qualify as close). Why didn't she just wrap herself around McNair- you know, just get on top of him- wrap one arm around him (maybe a hand on his juicy ass), and pull the trigger with the other and make it look like a goddamn "Romeo and Juliet" scenario at least? Make the murder-suicide look romantic.
Now, to you, Stevie boy. You told this poor girl that you were divorcing Mechelle, your wife of about 15 years. But you probably didn't realize that the girl you were sleeping with was a fragile young lamb, one that was barely out of her teens (let alone diapers). Yes, I'll give you credit for wanting to help her and more credit for really being in lust love with her. But the person that should have mattered the most had to fucking find out about your philandering the hard way. And now, Mechelle and those precious boys of yours are really wondering what the hell was going through your thick skull. Mechelle looks like a lovely young woman, and- as I would do Sahel if she were alive- I'd bang her (of course, I'd be breaking the "no dating baby-mama" rule, but hey, I can still hit her and quit her, right?... Anyway...). I'm not going to say that because of your cheating- such act that led to your demise- will turn your legacy into shit, but dude, you've left behind a lot of heartbroken fans- including this blogger, who watched you, alongside one of my favorite players, Eddie George tear up opponents. My heart was broken when you died, but when I found out that your poor wife had no idea of your trysts, it was shattered. I'll mourn your loss, but I'm also saying that you should have known better.
I can't leave without saying a word to Ms. Kazemi. Girl, you were fucking hot! I mean someone I would've dated- of course, you obviously didn't mind the sixteen year difference between you and Steve McNair, so our 22-year difference wouldn't have raised any eyebrows. I don't know what went through your mind the days leading up to your death. I could ask the obvious- why did you shoot one of the greatest NFL quarterbacks of all time? The man- despite that he was a cheating dog (at least to Mechelle, anyway)- seemed like a very good man who cared for your well-being. He gave you a fucking Cadillac Escalade for your birthday, for God's sake, woman! What other man would do that for you- besides, say, Hugh Marston Hefner, maybe...or Donald Trump? (Then again, Melania- the Donald's current wife- would probably cut off his balls if he dared tried a stunt like that. It's so wonder that Mechelle didn't cut off Steve's, for that matter...).
Let me close with the advice my mother gave me: Don't waste a good bullet. No matter how bad that breakup, or that revelation that your significant other, or spouse, etc. has sought other animals in this jungle we call romance (or courtship, marriage, etc), it's not worth shooting the bastard or bitch. There's always divorce court (though I'd stay away from judge Lynn Toler- she can be a real bitch... but only when she needs to be), or if you're not married, just walk away. Or as I like to put it, "Let's just fuck and say goodbye."
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Did Sahel Kazemi kill herself after killing former NFL quarterback Steve McNair? Or did somebody murder them both, and made it look like a murder-suicide?
Nashville-Davidson County police are trying to find out who killed the two, and they are looking at Kazemi's MySpace page- and a friend of the former boyfriend of Kazemi's. As I mentioned over the weekend, there could be a possibility that a jealous ex-boyfriend could be the shooter. This means that there is one person I can likely rule out- Mechelle McNair, who is reportedly distraught over her husband's death. No doubt she's more devastated over the fact that Steve was cheating on her- hell, a lot of fans are. How could a very public figure such as McNair- a guy who helped victims of Hurricane Katrina, and was involved with charities related to the city of Nashville and the NFL, and often with Mechelle at his side- live such a double life. Sure, many celebrities do this- have affairs and do acts of jackasses (just ask Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears)- but we didn't expect Mcnair to be one of those people. As for Ms. Kazemi, it appears that she was a loving person who wouldn't hurt anyone and- according to police- there was no history of domestic problems between Kazemi and McNair (and none between McNair and his wife, either. Even stranger, no record of a divorce petition). So what initially was thought to be a murder-suicide (at least by this author) may be something even more bizarre, and unless there's an arrest made in the case, we may never know who killed Steve McNair and Sahel Kazemi.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Nashville police say that the death of NFL great Steve McNair is a homicide. His body was found about 1:30 PM central Time (11:30 AM Pacific) Saturday by a roommate, Wayne Neeley, at the condo he and McNair rented in Nashville's city center. A woman's body, 20-year-old Sahel Kazemi, was found next to McNair's body, with a gunshot wound on the side of the head. McNair had two wounds to the chest and two in the head.
Only two conclusions come to mind:
My first impression is that Kazemi had killed McNair, then herself- the one bullet hole in her head, and the fact that a semi-automatic pistol was found under her seems to point in that direction. For all anyone- including myself- knows, McNair and Kazemi had a lover's spat (sources say that the two had dated), and Kazemi just went off the deep end and shot him. Or perhaps McNair wanted to break things off with Kazami, and reconcile with his wife, Mechelle, and Kazemi did not take this very well.
But, then again, perhaps the person- or persons- who shot McNair and Kazemi may have planted the gun under Kazemi, just to make it look like Kazemi herself had shot McNair. Could that person be Mechelle? And if so, was she so fed up with Steve's infidelities that she decided that killing him would be cheaper than divorcing him? I haven't seen anything in the media- inside or outside of Nashville that say that she is mourning. Her whereabouts are unknown at this time. Then again, it could be a jealous ex-boyfriend (or girlfriend) of Ms. Kazemi's who did this
However, according to a Nashville police spokesperson, no other suspects are sought out at this time. That said, Nashville Police confirm that McNair was murdered, while they're working to classify Kazemi's death.
Two days before their deaths- on July 2- Kazemi was arrested for DUI. McNair was a passenger in the 2007 Cadillac Escalade he and Kazemi owned. (see the arrest report by clicking here for the report from WTVF-TV, http://www.newschannel5.com/global/story.asp?s=10644821 ).
All I can say is that this is the latest turn of tragic events involving celebrities in the last two weeks.
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Over an 13-year career, McNair threw for 31,304 yards on 2,733 of 4,544 passing. He scored 174 touchdowns, and ran for 3,590 yards and 37 touchdowns. He was a third overall pick by the Houston Oilers (now Tennessee Titans). He played for the Oilers/Titans for 11 seasons, and for his final two final seasons, he played for the Baltimore Ravens before retiring last year.
McNair was found dead with an unidentified female in a downtown Nashville condo at the Rutledge House Condominiums, on 2nd Avenue South and Lea Avenue. It is not known when the shooting happened, or if there was any motive. McNair had a gunshot wound to the head.
McNair was 36.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Call this a "good news-bad news" type of entry here. As we all know by now, Sarah Palin will relinquish her office as the governor of the great state of Alaska come the end of the month, which means that she's decided to give me the nicest birthday present I could possibly ask for- or not. What's not yet known is what her future plans are, though some are already speculating that she may be preparing for a 2012 presidential run. Or that she may just go back into private life. What is known, however, is that her departure will further damage an already fractured Republican Party- what with the recent confessions of two cuckolding GOP figures, South Carolina governor Mark Sanford, and US Senator John Ensign (R-Nevada), this is probably the last thing the party wants to hear. Oh, sure, she spent about $150,000 at Nordie's (or its equivalents) using tax payer money, and she can't seem to tell whether David Letterman is joking about her 19-year-old daughter Bristol, or her 14-year-old daughter Willow. But hey! She is kind of MILFy.
If she does run for the 2012 ticket, perhaps that porn actress who played her in "Nailin' Paylin", and SNL alum and "30 Rock" actress/creator Tina Fey could play her. after all, I'm very sure that there will be no shortage of jokes should Palin become the first two-X chromosome type to occupy the Oral Oval Office.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
Yesterday, actor Karl Malden died at 97. Malden is best known as tough San Francisco lieutenant Mike Stone (alongside Michael Douglas' Lothario inspector Steve Keller) in the 1970's ABC series "The Streets of San Francisco", and as a suitor in the film version of "A Streetcar Named Desire", in which he won an Academy Award. he also played the role in the Broadway version.
He'll also be known for being the pitchman for American Express, in which he would say at the end of the commercial, "Don't Leave Home Without It."
He is survived by his wife of 70 years, Mona, his daughters Mila and Cara, their husbands, three granddaughters, and four great-grandchildren.
(C) 2009 by Darren W. Alexander. All Rights Reserved.
In 2007, I had two short short stories published- both in local anthologies, "Unexpected Metaphors", in August 2007, and "See The Water Rise/Ver Las Aguas Subir", in November 2007. I'm a 2009 graduate of Humanity in Perspective, a academic year-long class run by Reed College and the Oregon Council of Humanities.
