Matt Cutler

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(Source: peepsteez, via pizzzatime)

Oct 22
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In Which My Grandpa Puts Rep. Allen West In His Place

From the October 8th issue of the South Florida Sun-Sentinel:

Shaw served district well

Citizens of the 22nd Congressional District deserve better than to have a crude loudmouth representing them in Congress. Allen West’s recent outbursts against the president, vice president and another member of Congress — which took place not in his home district, but in Texas — are indicative of his ego-based desire for publicity.

This district was represented for a great many years by Clay Shaw, a gentleman who, even though I sometimes disagreed with, always represented the district with honor.

Voters in the 22nd should soon tell West to go west. I’m ready for strong coffee — had enough tea.

Paul Cutler, Hillsboro Beach

(http://www.sun-sentinel.com/news/opinion/letters/fl-letters-1008-20111008,0,7797584.story)

Jun 04
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nevver:

King James Brown, Muhammad Ali

nevver:

King James Brown, Muhammad Ali

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Jun 23
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deleteyourself:

SERIOUSLY?  This was the movie poster?!?!??!?!



Amazing.

deleteyourself:

SERIOUSLY? This was the movie poster?!?!??!?!

Amazing.
Jun 09
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spolikeluzhate:

wellthatsadorable:

First, I thought “Yeah, this girl is rad, we’d totally be pals, I’m gonna love this scrumptious cake.”

THEN SHE SAID WHAT FLAVOR THE CAKE IS, AND I’VE LOST MY MIND. WE ARE SOUL MATES AND NEED TO HANG OUT AND EAT CAKE AS SOON AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE.

I disagree, I think this kid comes off as a real asshole. Just eat the fucking cake.

From her Peter Lorre eyes and mouth to her Edwin Meese jowels to the fact that she’s constantly sucking her own dick about her cake making steez, this girl is a monster.

Nov 20
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benzado:

digsyfinallyhasa:

And also, the use of the phrase “fucking manned up” makes it sound like you don’t like your friends. And I know that’s not the case, but I just sometimes wonder if you understand the severity of your internet voice. Because you come across as a much bigger stick in the mud than I know you to be in real life. It’s whack.

I tried to communicate a very specific idea: if you want people to pay attention to you, start by doing something worth paying attention to, don’t demand attention before you’ve done anything.

I can’t say for sure if it applies to the sushi show, because I wasn’t there, and nobody who could clear it up has bothered to weigh in.

I said it is presumptuous to demand attention if you haven’t done anything yet. Nicole responded to say it isn’t presumptuous to perform if you’ve been invited to. I didn’t say they shouldn’t perform. She also said they weren’t interrupting anybody’s dinner, unless they were, in which case it wasn’t their fault, because they were invited. Whose fault is what has nothing to do with anything.

Katey sarcastically accused me of not being familiar with improv or Dreadnought. I don’t even understand what she was insinuating, so I resorted to using “pay TV language” to reiterate my point.

While composing this I see that Will and Katey have followed up.

Will says the clip was from the middle of the show, Dreadnought wasn’t timid, and the audience was into it. Great! So what I’m saying doesn’t even apply to them! I was never sure that it did.

Katey says it is ridiculous to say what a team should or shouldn’t do in a show setting. But I’m not talking about how to do improv. I’m talking about basic doing-anything-in-front-of-an-audience, whatever you want to call it. Stuff like, you don’t humiliate an audience member who didn’t provoke you. Is it ridiculous to suggest something like that?

I’m trying to defend an idea on its own merit, but people are taking it as a personal criticism of what our friends did in a sushi restaurant. It’s me versus them versus a straw man that is on fire.

So yeah, I’m frustrated, because everybody is upset with this straw man. Should I apologize for the things you think I said? I didn’t say them! But if I don’t you’ll go home thinking about what an asshole I am. It’s not me, it’s a straw man!

Ironically, I never would have even listened to the clip in the first place, except I read Pat’s post and thought I’d back him up on what I thought might be an unpopular opinion.

tl;dr, right?

I agree that straw men are a vile and frustrating part of far too many conversations and I’m sorry if I added any button eyes or floppy hats to one tonight.  I think microblogging has helped to stuff armies full of those bastards.  If we spend any more time on this, let’s do it at McManus where we can engage one another substantively and humanely.  I’ll be playing GoldenTee and not talking to anyone.

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benzado:

rubysneakers:

benzado:

nicolemarietherese:

benzado:

Likewise, if you’re doing a show like this, it is presumptuous to demand that anybody pay attention to you before you’ve done anything to prove you’re worth their time. Especially because, unlike a high school classroom, you’re not even supposed to be there.

I believe management hired them. There’s nothing presumptuous about performing where you were asked to perform.

Additionally, they’re not interupting anybody’s dinner. They were invited by the owner of the restaurant to accompany the dinner performance. If the owner didn’t properly advertise that to patrons, it’s on him.

Look, I’m not saying they shouldn’t have done the show. I know for a fact that they were invited by the manager. But once you enter a room it and it’s clear the audience isn’t there to see you, you adjust your behavior accordingly. I’m saying that instead of shouting “excuse me?” for two minutes, they should have just started the show.

“Adjust their behavior”? “Should have”? Are you familiar with improv, or Dreadnought?

Let me rephrase, since people don’t seem to understand what I’m saying: they should have fucking manned up and dived straight into performing, instead of begging like a bunch of pansies for people to look at them.

If that’s antithetical to Dreadnought or improv, I guess I know nothing about either.

I was also at this show and I loved it.  As has been said, the audio clip came from well into the show and involved Don Fanelli serenading a woman who had already kissed all the members of Dreadnought on each cheek.

There were definitely some patrons who would have enjoyed their dinners much more on another night.  Some of them may have been genuinely pissed.  However, from what I saw there were more of them who were either entertained or at least intrigued and baffled.  That said, I think it’s perfectly fine to piss some people off in the interest of doing something cool and ballsy.  I piss people off all the time by doing shitty improv even when they’ve voluntarily paid to watch me.  I don’t feel too bad about it, though, because I’m working my ass off to make people laugh and hopefully to do something new and good with this truly weird art form.  I don’t know how you’re supposed to get good at this without trying some very risky shit and what Dreadnought did last night was risky as fuck, and I admire the hell out of them for that.

Now, it’s a valid point that one ought not to shit on the folks who justifiably don’t care about our self-indulgent little niche of performance art and just want to eat dinner or run a business in peace.  And I think everyone involved would feel terrible if the restaurant lost business as a result of this experiment, even though, as has already been said, Dreadnought were invited guests.  But it’s worth noting that Dreadnought was offered a weekly spot there and everyone from UCB now gets a 15% discount on their food every Wednesday night.  And the sushi’s not half bad.

Nov 03
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Are you fucking kidding me?

Are you fucking kidding me?