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...mind you guys comin' round my house," Soupy Sales once said to the off-camera guys who were cracking up at his jokes, "but why'd you have to bring cameras in?" His afternoon TV show, which was aimed at kids and ran in Detroit, Los Angeles and New York off and on from the 1950s through the '70s, had the seeming informality of a friendly fellow you would hire to entertain the tots. He'd crack venerable jokes, play with puppets, teach the occasional verity ("Don't eat just before dinner") and, at the end, get a custard...
...first radio gigs, he called himself Soupy Hines, but he changed it to Soupy Sales when he got a radio-TV spot in Cleveland. He later said he left that job for health reasons - "They got sick of me." He clicked in Detroit, though, with his first TV kids' show in 1953. Supported by puppeteer Clyde Adler and a crew that provided the laughter (Sales rarely worked before a live audience), he adapted the hip lunacy of TV's avant-comic Ernie Kovacs to his own sunny personality, frequently telling his viewers, "I love you and give...
With a half-hour to fill five days a week, the show needed musical interludes, and it got them from Pookie the Lion, a primitive hand puppet. Pookie would "lip-sync" the non-lyrics to Clark Terry's "Mumbles" or break into Johnny Standley's evangelist rant "It's in the Book" or the Animals' version of "(Boom Boom Boom Boom) Gonna Shoot You Right Down," and Sales would madly cavort along, a dervish of prepubescent ecstasy. (The show gave you a music education too.) In the mid-'60s, he had a hit of his own: a dance record, Soupy...
...Sales was back on radio, hosting a mid-morning show on New York's WNBC that was improbably sandwiched between Don Imus and Howard Stern. His cheerful comedic style seemed antique compared with the grouchiness of those two audio superstars. But even in the '50s and '60s, parading his encyclopedic memory for shtick, he was a throwback to every baggypants tummeler, every silent-movie clown. And like those masters, he knew that a pie in the face was the visual equivalent of a rim shot. Set up the joke, do the punch line, get a goopy Soupy face. He explained...
...person on the table to have only one doctor present. But, not surprisingly, no surgeon, hospital, insurance company or government agency has wanted to come up with a hard statistic on how much less safe it actually is. It is clearly against all of their interests to show that assistants are needed. And it's not something I've seen brought up in the already too complicated health-care debate. Yet the issue of the missing second surgeon is hurting patients right...