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...blog is a mess of Harvard—chaotic, highbrow and low. A place where a former College dean debates the husband of a former Harvard vice president about Ivy League athletics while others speculate elsewhere about the immigration status of Yiddish literature professor Ruth Wisse’s cleaning lady...
...biggest trends in the snack industry, unfortunately, is making things organic. This is stupid. Going highbrow with lowbrow is as unsatisfying as going lowbrow with highbrow (venison chili). Sure, the Planters Organic nut selections or the upcoming Newman's Own organic salsas are maybe, possibly, kind of healthier, but they taste the same. The Planters NUT-rition Energy Mix, however, brilliantly coats nutrition in energy--where nutrition is nuts and sesame sticks and energy is delicious sugar. Turns out even soy nuts are good if you coat them in chocolate...
...songs. Idle's been writing this sort of ditty for decades. At Cambridge he did a song called "I Like Chinese" ("They only come up to your knees") that he reprised at the Hollywood Bowl. In his Flying Circus days he'd start with the verbal legerdemain of a highbrow-sounding verse ("Can a bee be said to be / Or not to be an entire bee / When half the bee is not a bee / Due to some ancient injury") with a simple chorus ("La di dah, one two three / Eric the half...
...that Flying Circus wasn't made for us. Unlike the Beatles' music, it wasn't meant to sound like our stuff. Either the Pythons never thought to appeal abroad or they just didn't care; they were writing and performing for themselves. The show, with its sly mix of highbrow and no-brow humor, of university wit and pratfalling physicality, must have seemed strange enough to U.K. viewers. But for Americans there were extra layers of mystification: the BBC in-jokes, the references to Brit politicians and seaside resorts, the sight of grown men speaking in shrill voices and wearing...
...past week, it's clear that Australians looked past Irwin's high jinks to form a personal connection with him; he may have been an entertainer on the celebrity circuit, but Irwin was also one of us. A kindred spirit of the wild, a true fellow without guile. Every highbrow interviewer expected a buffoon and found authenticity instead. People power has declared that Irwin was a good bloke-and there's nothing the sneering smarties and wowsers can do about it. It was not surprising that Irwin's family turned down the offer of a state funeral; that sort...