Friday, October 19, 2007
Joey Bishop Dead
Comedian Joey Bishop dies
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Comedian Joey Bishop dies at home in Los Angeles
With Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Bishop was in Rat Pack
Bishop had late-'60s talk show; sidekick was Regis Philbin
LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- Joey Bishop, the stone-faced comedian who found success in nightclubs, television and movies but became most famous as a member of Frank Sinatra's Rat Pack, has died at 89.
He was the group's last surviving member. Peter Lawford died in 1984, Sammy Davis Jr. in 1990, Dean Martin in 1995, and Sinatra in 1998.
Bishop died Wednesday night of multiple causes at his home in Newport Beach, publicist and longtime friend Warren Cowan said Thursday.
The Rat Pack -- originally a social group surrounding Humphrey Bogart -- became a show business sensation in the early 1960s, appearing at the Sands Hotel in Las Vegas in shows that combined music and comedy in a seemingly chaotic manner.
Reviewers often claimed that Bishop played a minor role, but Sinatra knew otherwise. He termed the comedian "the Hub of the Big Wheel," with Bishop coming up with some of the best one-liners and beginning many jokes with his favorite phrase, "Son of a gun!"
The quintet lived it up whenever members were free of their own commitments. They appeared together in such films as "Ocean's Eleven" and "Sergeants 3" and proudly gave honorary membership to a certain fun-loving politician from Massachusetts, John F. Kennedy, at whose inauguration gala Bishop served as master of ceremonies.
The Rat Pack faded after Kennedy's assassination, but the late 1990s brought a renaissance, with the group depicted in an HBO movie and portrayed by imitators in Las Vegas and elsewhere. The movie "Ocean's Eleven" was even remade in 2003 with George Clooney and Brad Pitt in the lead roles.
Bishop defended his fellow performers' rowdy reputations in a 1998 interview.
"Are we remembered as being drunk and chasing broads?" he asked. "I never saw Frank, Dean, Sammy or Peter drunk during performances. That was only a gag. And do you believe these guys had to chase broads? They had to chase 'em away."
Away from the Rat Pack, Bishop starred in two TV series, both called "The Joey Bishop Show."
The first, an NBC sitcom, got off to a rocky start in 1961. Critical and audience response was generally negative, and the second season brought a change in format. The third season brought a change in network, with the show moving to ABC, but nothing seemed to help and it was canceled in 1965.
In the first series, Bishop played a TV talk show host.
Then, he really became a TV talk show host. His program was started by ABC in 1967 as a challenge to Johnny Carson's immensely popular "The Tonight Show."
Like Carson, Bishop sat behind a desk and bantered with a sidekick, TV newcomer Regis Philbin. But despite an impressive guest list and outrageous stunts, Bishop couldn't dent Carson's ratings, and "The Joey Bishop Show" was canceled after two seasons.
Bishop then became a familiar guest figure in TV variety shows and as sub for vacationing talk show hosts, filling in for Carson 205 times.
He also played character roles in such movies as "The Naked and the Dead" ("I played both roles"), "Onion-head," "Johnny Cool," "Texas Across the River," "Who's Minding the Mint?" "Valley of the Dolls" and "The Delta Force."
His comedic schooling came from vaudeville, burlesque and nightclubs.
Skipping his last high school semester in Philadelphia, he formed a music and comedy act with two other boys, and they played clubs in Pennsylvania and New Jersey. They called themselves the Bishop Brothers, borrowing the name from their driver, Glenn Bishop.
Joseph Abraham Gottlieb would eventually adopt Joey Bishop as his stage name.
When his partners got drafted, Bishop went to work as a single, playing his first solo date in Cleveland at the well-named El Dumpo.
During these early years he developed his style: laid-back drollery, with surprise throwaway lines.
After 3 1/2 years in the Army, Bishop resumed his career in 1945. Within five years he was earning $1,000 a week at New York's Latin Quarter. Sinatra saw him there one night and hired him as opening act.
While most members of the Sinatra entourage treated the great man gingerly, Bishop had no inhibitions. He would tell audiences that the group's leader hadn't ignored him: "He spoke to me backstage; he told me, 'Get out of the way.' "
When Sinatra almost drowned filming a movie scene in Hawaii, Bishop wired him: "I thought you could walk on water."
Born in New York's borough of the Bronx, Bishop was the youngest of five children of two immigrants from Eastern Europe.
When he was 3 months old the family moved to South Philadelphia, where he attended public schools. He recalled being an indifferent student, once remarking, "In kindergarten, I flunked sand pile."
In 1941 Bishop married Sylvia Ruzga and, despite the rigors of a show business career, the marriage survived until her death in 1999.
Bishop, who spent his retirement years on the upscale Lido Isle in Southern California's Newport Bay, is survived by son Larry Bishop; grandchildren Scott and Kirk Bishop; and longtime companion Nora Garabotti.
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Thursday, October 18, 2007
The Nugget from Judge Craig
Citizenship does not include a so-called God-given right to knowingly become addicted to a poison and then claim victimization.
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Judge Wallace Craig Shares His Editorial With Us
I FEAR FOR B.C.’s FUTURE
Society’s Aims Do Not Include Drug Trafficking
October 17, 2007
LAST night I had a nightmare about
A demented
I am jolted awake and it dawns on me that
What drug legalizers don’t even dare think about, and what we surely will have to endure, is the inevitability of Orwellian bureaucrats, and their medicine men, pitted against international traffickers and their contrivances and deceit. Our young people will be trapped between them.
In 2000, then-mayor Phillip Owen sold Vancouverites a bill of goods that would make a
Like a biblical prophet he gave us the word. Our western land was to rise up on the certainty of the ‘four pillars.’ We were told that it was to be a transformational miracle; from a land beset by criminals to a land of the benign. The word alone, ‘four pillars,’ would make junkies, crackheads, methheads and potheads into quiet, self-indulgent, ‘recreational’ substance users.
On November 21, 2000, the
Wrong.
The Sun story, by reporter Frances Bula, said that “Mayor Philip Owen unveils today his sweeping plan for city’s drug crisis.”
“Safe-injection sites for drug users and providing free heroin for hard-core addicts on a trial basis are among the strategies the City of
“The plan, to be made public today, also includes drug courts that would put users into treatment instead of jail, special treatment beds for young people, day centres for drug users outside the Downtown Eastside, testing of street drugs to help prevent overdoses, and more police to target upper-level drug dealers. …
“The new plan, a copy of which was obtained by the
“Like European cities that pioneered it,
“The plan does not commit the city to spending any money or to undertaking any immediate, controversial action. …All but two of the recommendations are labelled as the responsibility of …the federal and provincial governments, the
“Owen says that, while public reaction is important, the city will not agree to a final strategy that doesn’t have all four pillars in place.”
On November 16, 2002, Larry Campbell succeeded Owen in office and got there by being a loud voice in a campaign for so-called safe-injection sites.
Owen, Campbell and incumbent mayor Sam Sullivan are still campaigning for this cosmetic solution to
Seven years have come and gone and all we have is rhetoric and one legal shooting gallery.
In the meantime we have lowered ourselves even deeper into the quagmire with a cheaper and more fashionable poison, excuse me, er drug, made locally: crystal methamphetamine.
On September 18, Owen popped up again on the op-ed page of the Sun under the banner of Continuing the ‘war on drugs’ is not helping the addicted.
Of all people, Owen should know by now that
Similarly loose with facts, Owen fantasized that “Those who are addicted … did not choose a life of addiction, illness, crime and eventual early death. They are the victims and they require medical assistance.”
“In 2001,
Owen is in reverie and divorced from reality.
The hard truth is that
Only a massive involvement by the federal government will rid
When one becomes addicted, and a criminal, he no longer satisfies the criteria for citizenship: “a member of society especially as regards one’s contribution to it.”
Citizenship does not include a so-called God-given right to knowingly become addicted to a poison and then claim victimization.
Society is an association of persons united in a common moral and ethical aim, supported by firm laws. That aim does not include druggies and traffickers.
Our once proud Canadian society is constantly being brainwashed to accept never-ending addiction as a normal common feature.
We are being deluded into living according to a lowest common denominator.
It’s time to be as tough as nails and stand together against these misfits.
Wallace Craig - wallace-gilby-craig@shaw.ca – NSNews - Oct 17, 2007
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Deborah Kerr is Dead at 86

The headline says it all.
Please read the NY Times story here.
She was a wonderful, luminous performer.
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MILDEW...
And for the guest who asked...
Mildew is the name I have given to a given to a certain Sun columnist who writes about criminal court matters.
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Diasable the Enablers on the Queen of What?

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THE BUYING OF THE VOTE
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Smile Though YOur Heart is Aching
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Sam Fools Nobody
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Testing? Exams? Results? We Couldn't Do That. It isn't Nice
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Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Victor Sails the HMS Mildew
No doubt, Mildew will rise to the defense of BC Ferries crew who may have been Stoned at Sea.
Mildew believes that cannabis and Canada are made for each other. The Weed Leaf Forever.
What Mildew will not acknowledge is that weed today is not the weed of the 60's. In the 60's, a few tokes would sharpen your appetite for strawberries, peanut butter whatever. Weed today will turn your legs into cement pillars and your brain into yogurt.
Mildew is quite happy with the prospect of a truck driver, dozing on BC Bud, driving a gas truck past your neighbourhood school. He celebrates the idea of a BC Ferry, under the guidance of Captain Crunch, squashing docks and boats while Captain Crunch does a doobie on the bridge.
Mildew, and his employer, The Vancouver Stunned, are hopelessly out of touch.
The Boulevarier
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Who's handling the PR in Victoria?
Further to our Graham Bruce post of yesterday...Vaughn palmer reveals that Mr. Bruce's response to the accusations that he did not properly register as a lobbyist were delivered to the press by a government employee.
BUt he doesn't work for the government.
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Who's handling the PR at 12th & Cambie?
After 3 months of saying, FUCK YOU, VANCOUVER, City Hall, which still hasn't managed to get the library workers back to work, buys a half page in the Sun - with YOUR MONEY - and says, "THANK YOU VANCOUVER."
If I had the money, I'd buy a half page too, and say, "NO THANKS."
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Forget the Cowboy Hats Already. Let's try dealing with Reality
The reason nothing ever gets done is that we still live in Simple Town.
Everybody wants a hero and a villain, white hats and black hats. The world, apparently is peopled with Good Guys and Bad Guys.
I guess that's why we all love sports. A beginning, a middle and an end. A final score. Somebody won, YEAH! Somebody lost, BOO!
If only life was even remotely like that.
Take Stephen Harper, please.
The man says he's going to do some things about crime. Right away, he is immediately cast, by the water cooler crowd, as a sonofabitching Law & Order Demon.
But look at most of his proposals; think about them for a second.
If you're found guilty of 3 violent or sexual offences, you are liable to be branded a dangerous offender. ALL RIGHT BY ME.
Stiffer penalties for impaired driving. REALLY ALL RIGHT BY ME.
Mandatory prison sentences for gun crimes. ALL RIGHT BY ME.
Tougher bail conditions for gun crimes. ALL RIGHT BY ME.
Young people who commit serious crimes are held accountable to their victims and communities. ALL RIGHT BY ME.
And - although not addressed in the Throne Speech - taking a hard look at the poisonous mistake of "safe" injection sites, free needles, and free drugs. REALLY, REALLY, REALLY ALL RIGHT WITH ME.
So, for all of these considerations, with which most Canadians totally agree, the chattering classes immediately let their knees jerk in unison, "Oh that Harper!"
Well, Harper is no hero for me; but these policies seem to me long overdue and I welcome them.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Her Day in Court - Why is this Necessary?
I just came back from another pre-trial hearing regarding my legal action for compensation for businesses losses due to the RAV debacle. Me, and my lawyer - them and their 6 lawyers. Who knows how much money they have spent to fight me, instead of giving compensation.
We have another hearing on November 7th and 8th where the bullies will try to have my case dismissed.
Thanks for your interest in this just cause for compensation. I will keep you posted on next steps.
Regards
Susan
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Susan Continues Her Assault on the Canada Line Juggernaut
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Victor Finds the "CON" in Conservative...and uncovers POLENTA POLITICS!
For three decades, the Liberals have been the five dollar political whore in Canada's multicultural brothel. They would say anything, promise anything, to fill school buses with bovine voters from various ethnic halls, temples and churches.
Now the conservatives have discovered that there is voter gold in those hyphenated-Canadian hills.
So here is my question. Will the Conservative promises in Urdu, Hindi, Farsi etc. be the same as the promises in English/French. We already know that the Libs would sell their souls for a cabbage roll or shawarma.
Now, the PCs have officially embraced polenta politics.
They will, like the furtive John, pay a quick visit, love awkwardly, leave money on the bedside table, and stumble on to the next ethnic bedroom, trying to pull on their blue pants over their conservative brown shoes.
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