In this week’s edition of ‘Glenn Beck Comment Porn’, we have one solitary comment from Glenn Beck’s site, ‘The Blaze’. In response to a post on Darren Aronofsky’s long-awaited film “Noah”, a Blaze reader weighed in with what must be the single best comment we’ve seen in our time covering the site and all its glorious madness.
Your drug of choice says a lot about you. Do you look for the social lubrication of alcohol? The elated introspection of weed? The quick thrill of coke? The synthetic contentment of molly? When searching for what you want it’s important to know what you’re looking for. And that’s why this debate between rock and EDM will never be settled.
It is with great regret that we are announcing the departure of Chez Pazienza from The Daily Banter. Chez has written for the site since our relaunch in early 2012 and has provided us with many great stories, original pieces and provocative opinions.
Unfortunately we discovered that Chez had plagiarized a satirical Rand Paul speech without giving credit.
Just a quick note from management here – we’ve had an erroneous headline piece up about the LAX shooting up on the site stating that the gunman had been shot dead by the LAPD. That obviously wasn’t the case as Paul Ciancia is alive and in critical condition at UCLA Medical Center. The headline was actually… Read More
Considering the amount of writing I now do each day and week, I won’t lie and say that I’m going to be cranking out material around here the way I used to anytime soon. I just can’t; there aren’t enough hours in the day. That said, no, I’m not going to let this site die a “dignified” death simply because it’s still my home even if it’s been vacant recently. When the mood strikes me and I feel like I have to write something personal, this is where it’s going to go — and I promise you that will absolutely happen at some point.
While I can’t guarantee that I’ll have the space in my incredibly tight schedule to do it each and every time, I do plan to at least try from here on out to link anything I write at Banter over here in the name of A) keeping DXM on at least some kind of life-support, and B) taking readers who still visit this site, and shockingly there are still quite a few of you, directly to my nonsensical ramblings.
Over the past couple of weeks I’ve written several columns at Banter that may as well have been DXM material, particularly some of the longer-form pieces, and this makes me pretty happy.
Here are the links:
I’ll try to stay on top of it, kids. It ain’t easy these days.
Happy Halloween, Banter readers! Here’s all the tricks, treats, haunts and howls to get you through the day. Go on and tell us, if the Halloween spirit is alive and well, what you’re dressing up as today in the comments section too! In last Wednesday’s Morning Banter, I posted a cool profile on Sriracha hot sauce,… Read More
The esteemed Alamo Drafthouse Cinema, while famous for its commitment to a quality movie-going experience, is probably best known for its strict no-cellphone policy. After one warning, they will eject any patron who is caught texting or talking on their phone during a screening. Obviously, some people don’t take kindly to this, but in terms of… Read More
Over the last couple of days I had an Excel chart I generated go somewhat viral. It’s been retweeted over 900 times and it got written up in The Huffington Post and in the UK Guardian. Also, Wil Wheaton retweeted it. So I’ve got some serious geek credits built up. But I want to address… Read More
The Morning Banter: The Monster the Koch Brothers Created (and Can’t Control), A Standing Ovation Deserved + More
Thirsty Thursday is upon us! Here’s some more poison for you to slug down with your morning coffee: In a case of Frankenstein (where the monster ultimately leads to the demise of the creator), the Koch Brothers are having great difficulty reining in their Right-Wing Tea Party Monster. Further proof that karma, is in fact,… Read More
It’s Wednesday and unless you’re furloughed out of the office, you’re probably looking for a real good excuse to put off that TPS report right about now. Well here it is… everything you need to know and everything you should be talking about. The Washington Post has made it exponentially easier for you to bullshit… Read More
I can’t say that I’ve ever been the subject of an open letter, but a reader was kind enough to not only school me on history in the hope of making the point that maybe all is not lost for America, but to then send me a link to his work.
I’m the first to admit that it’s really unfortunate that I’ve been feeling this way lately about our politics and our culture, but maybe it’s true that I’m only able to see it all through the prism of my own experience or through the events of my lifetime.
Either way, the lesson is appreciated.
By the way, am I really finally at that place where I need to be referred to as “Mr. Pazienza?”
While Michael Chobot was battling acute myeloid leukemia last year, a disease which essentially kept him at death’s door most of the time, he accepted a gig editing and mixing the sound for a PBS documentary, worked day in and day out on it, and eventually not only completed the thing but wound up being nominated for an Emmy for his work.
Tonight in New York City, PBS’s An Original DUCKumentary will go up against four other news-documentary projects in the category of Outstanding Music and Sound and Michael Chobot’s name will be announced alongside some of the best sound technicians in the business. I guarantee that it would’ve been the first of many awards to come for Mike throughout what was sure to be a long and distinguished career in television and film.
Mike was brilliant at what he did. Flat-out brilliant. He brought a kind of wide-eyed excitement, contagious passion, and twisted sense-of-humor to being a producer and engineer that I have to imagine made him a joy to work with, and of course he had talent to burn. He wasn’t just going to be successful, he was going to be a star — and he was going to have an absolute blast doing it.
If it hadn’t been for the fact that he came up against one challenge that was simply too unyielding, one competitor that was too ferocious for him to overcome, he would’ve been up on a stage collecting Emmys and very likely Oscars for the rest of his life. I’ve never been more convinced of anything.
Michael’s family will be there tonight in New York City to hear his name called among the nominees and potentially even as a winner. They’ll be there to personally witness his professional legacy and to revel in the honor and, yes, glory bestowed upon him by his peers. While I’m sure it’ll hurt like hell to know that he’s gone and can’t be there himself to enjoy the recognition for his immense talents, I have no doubt that they’ll do what I’m doing 3,000 miles away: celebrating. Celebrating Mike’s moment. What was sure to be the first of many.
Good luck tonight, Mikey. I love you and miss you.
It used to be easy to be cool (or at least fake it). It usually implied just adhering to a counter-culture mindset and taste, whether that be through fashion, music, art, etc and disavowing that which the general popular enjoyed. However, by its very definition, counter-culture needs a culture to be counter to