Perigee Books has made a great move in compiling Untitled Screenplays, a blog by Curt Neill that features pages from untitled screenplays that are absurd, funny, and possibly fit better as a “lost scene” than anything else, into a book.
KCET Food meets Maria Bamford at Camilo’s Bistro in Eagle Rock to talk about gas station sandwiches, “Kitchen Nightmares,” Hot Dog Princess and how Greek yogurt is just not a reasonable substitute for ice cream.
So good! She is a delight! Big ups to Drew and Robyn for creating the piece!
The recidivism rate at this San Quentin State Prison is remarkably low, and much of that can be credited to a successful rehabilitation program run by the Insight Garden Program, which provides horticultural therapy, vocational gardening and life skills for prisoners.
If you’ve ever wandered through a grocery store in another country, you’ve likely scratched your head over the cartons of eggs sitting unrefrigerated on pallets or shelves. Here in America, we’d never dream of letting eggs sit out for more than a few minutes. So what’s the difference?
I’ve been wanting to know this for years, so I commissioned an article on it. The U.S. is so weird.
“Call it what you want, but don’t call it the Eastside. The Silver Lake Neighborhood Council passed a motion Wednesday night to officially quit calling the neighborhood the Eastside. The vote may lay to rest a decade-long debate over where the real Eastside is in Los Angeles — east or west of the Los Angeles River. Or it may fuel the argument more.
“So where is the actual boundary between east and west?” asked Councilwoman Janet Cunningham.
“That’s what the question is,” another member said.
But Silver Lake residents say they’re only trying to set themselves apart from the Westside. “Why would you want to take our identity away from us?” said Chris Ashe, who has lived in Silver Lake for five years.”—
Jack M. Silverstein on an important journalistic practice that did not happen when Grantland published “Dr. V’s Magical Putter.” The controversial story drew a huge response — the reporter outed Essay Anne Vanderbilt as a transgender woman — which Silverstein has catalogued thoroughly at his blog ReadJack (and where the above quote originated).
Of course, this practice is ignored every single day in the media world: from blowing local geography to missing critical context that changes what readers walk away with. As such, it results in a poorly informed audience and a public condemning of the reporter in the comments section and on social media. But this time, something much, much worse happened: Dr. V had committed suicide during the reporting process. (Dr. V’s ex-girlfriend and business partner “blames the reporting of the story for ‘90 percent’ of the timing of [the] suicide — but not for the suicide itself,” according to The Arizona Republic.)
It should not have mattered that [reporter Caleb] Hannan and the Grantland team did not know anything about transgender issues. It should have only mattered that they knew that they didn’t know anything about transgender issues. When that happens as a journalist, you do your due diligence. You cover your ass. You find someone who knows what you don’t, and you make damn sure that by the time you publish your story, you’ve filled in the gaps in your knowledge.
"There is really no other way to do this job. Of all of their errors, as journalists, that was their first.