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Stop Calling Me Frank
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Working up a fever in a one-horse town.

Somerville garage-punk-pub-rock band on Rum Bar Records. The music stuff is the band’s; the politics, academic crotchets, crap-takes and low-effort posts are mine.
That was on cable every day in 1983.
November 12, 2025 at 6:21 AM
Slowly I turn . . .
November 12, 2025 at 6:12 AM
I saw this on tv as a really little kid—probably an ABC Sunday night movie (It aired throughout the 1970s). I think it might be the first live-action adult drama that affected me emotionally. I’m guessing I was six. That damn song.
November 12, 2025 at 6:10 AM
I’ve been waiting 10 years for any reporter to ask him what the three branches of government do, according to the Constitution.
November 12, 2025 at 5:53 AM
“‘Rock 'n' roll can save the world’? ‘The chicks are great’? I sound like a dick!”
November 12, 2025 at 5:49 AM
The GOP healthcare plan exists in a permanent state of superposition; it doesn’t interact with matter or light.
November 12, 2025 at 5:19 AM
In Hawthorne’s “Ethan Brand,” the title character discovers the unpardonable sin. He incinerates himself in a lime kiln at the end. That’s always an option.
November 12, 2025 at 1:49 AM
I like the idea that the character’s designation is “007” (or “James Bond”), not a personal identity. So MI6 sort of operates like that boy-band Menudo.
November 11, 2025 at 10:29 PM
He’s repeating these words almost exactly as heard them from some Heritage Foundation asshole.
November 11, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Whether Greek or Anglo-Saxon, alpha males were always tapping their sundials and telling bards: “Speed this shit up or give me the bullet-points.”
November 11, 2025 at 1:46 PM