Tuesday, July 11, 2006

I'm a sicko boring dude.

Not only do I watch all three of the network's evening newscasts almost every day, but on the average, I read or scan about five or more dailies every day. The Newark Star-Ledger, The New York Times, The New York Post, The New York Daily News, Newsday and whatever other regional newspapers I can get a hold of at work. USA Today, The Bergen Record, The Staten Island Advance, The Asbury Park Press and The Record (Morristown) are some of these regional dailies. Others that I brief over are the alternative weeklies like The Village Voice and The New York Press.

I also read Newsweek and my local New Jersey town's weekly newspaper. The same newspaper where I enjoyed some notoriety a couple of years back when the city council and the planning board were effectively stripped down (by me) when they threatened my TV satellite dish.

Recently a lawyer I know in my town, kiddingly said to me how she hasn't read about me in the paper in quite a while. Way too funny. I said to her that if you do read about me it would be in the Union, New Jersey newspaper because recently I was baited into a traffic ticket by a plain-clothes police officer. Baited! I told her the story and she said she wants to represent me pro-bono. I told her what angle I was going to take and she said that I would very likely piss off the judge. She said the judge would not like a "smart alec" in his court room. I'll post about that particular misadventure later when the issue of this summons is settled.

When I'm on vacation or traveling, even on a layover at an airport, I always buy the local newspaper and study it. My buddy Paul at work does the same thing except that he's the most extreme reader I know. Not only does he read the dailies, but everyday he's reading two or three year old newspapers before he relegates them to the recycle pile. I'll drop by and see Paul in his office at work and my first question to him is: OK....what's the fucking date today?

Sometimes I'll actually gloss over some of these yellow papers of his, and you know what? It's interesting to occasionally look back in this manner. The most intriguing aspect of reading these very gentrified newspapers are the Op-Ed columns. It's funny to look back and see how many of the Op-Ed writers are so full of shit two or three years down the ways.

Another fella' that I work with, Harry, is a steady reader of the New York Post and The New York Times. The one thing he does is that about two or three times a week I'll look in my physical mailbox and there will be clippings of what he believes I would think would be interesting reading. Everything from the macabre to the epicurean. Harry knows my sense of humor well so he does clip many things worth checking out that I may have missed over the weekends or on days that I'm not at work.

So, whenever Harry or Paul or I are away, a newspaper is the preferred and well received offering. We all look forward to them. Paul is in Toronto right now and Harry is headed to the Carolinas soon......I can't wait.

You may ask what I may have read today that could be deemed interesting?

Well now. Not only did I read something very interesting today, but I read about something that very likely will be repressed by the major media outlets and their copy managers across the United States. It's the climate of the time I guess. Although the news of this has broken today, I sense that except for top fifteen newspaper markets, a few blurbs here and there may suffice about this particularly interesting, maybe infamous, finding regarding Psilocybin.

I feel that the topic of this particular finding deemed as "God In Pill Form", is alien to the average reporter out there. It is especially alien when the average 'chippy' on the TV screen or writing for dailies in markets lower that fifteen, cannot relate to young America 30 years ago. I'm talking about the ones that have never heard of Timothy Leary nor of Hunter S. Thompson.

These writing and on-screen television assignments will be handed to the former dorm room heads turned journalists. These are the journalists, who with their insights, will out themselves of their former 'user' selves. In the coming days, I'll be looking forward to seeing what journalists are courageous enough to articulate the findings from this study released today:
http://www.latimes.com/news/science/la-sci-mystical11jul11,0,3028620.story?coll=la-home-headlines
http://online.wsj.com/public/article/SB115258280486902994-AkOJkdepEq_uYKdjxsfSC_cKVtw_20060809.html?mod=tff_main_tff_top
http://www.cbc.ca/story/science/national/2006/07/10/mushroom-psychedelic.html

Ain't that something? I may be submitting my name when these "scientists" may want to "study" these psychotropic effects while one is having sex. Heyell, Johns Hopkins down in Baltimore is only a three hour drive.

John Waters may have known this 30 years ago, but who knew that Heaven could be three hours away in Baltimore?!?!?!?!

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3 Comments:

At 3:13 AM EDT, Blogger grackyfrogg said...

speaking of baltimore, i have family there. they have a cool acquarium, as i recall.

baltimore, i mean, not my family.

 
At 2:19 PM EDT, Blogger JerryNJ said...

Esteemed Grackyfrogg:

It is true that Baltimore has a wonderful aquarium. Its Inner-Harbor zone is Baltimore's best side.

Also, many families live in and around the Baltimore metro area, so having someone there related to someone on the west coast is plausible.

Regards
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At 3:41 PM EDT, Blogger grackyfrogg said...

is it? dang. i like being implausible, when i can, but it never seems to work out.

oh well.

but i agree about the inner harbor. not at all a bad place to hang out, at least from what i could tell the last time i was there, a couple years or so ago.

 

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