Letters to the Editor
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GK is an anachronism
Lots of people looking this week for some sign that GK might have understood why he pissed off so many people last week. But it was not to be, alas. Instead, we get a takeoff on Dickens, but no comprehension of the insufferability of secular triumphalist Christianity as evidently practiced by Mr. K. Well, too bad. Perhaps he doesn't read our letters. Perhaps we needn't read his columns.
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Couldn't agree more.
What you said, T.K.
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Scratch it, Scratchit
So far, this is perhaps the crabbiest holiday season I've ever lived through.
Maybe we're ready to be done with all this crap. I hope I get an orange in my stocking this year.
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The Ghost of Christmas Past
TK, I'm right there with you. I do believe this is my last visit to Mr. K's column.
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Oh, YES
If Keillor has pissed off so many, he must be doing his job right.
I remember reading the Twayne series book on him a few years ago. It called the Wobegon corpus "meliorist." That seemed a little un-understanding--Keillor always has had an edge that a percentage of his fans has not really noticed.
Now a bunch of non-fans want him to be the boring old fart--but nice guy--they thought he was from having a bucketful of half-knowledge. And yhe refuses to play along, to just die as as at least one levelheaded respondent to the live-with-it column put it.
America's Favorite Genial Humorist has got them in an uproar. Whee.
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"perhaps he doesn't read our letters"
Wow, what mindless buffoonery in the letters section. So, you want to only read writers that say safe stuff and never irritate? You want writers that wring their hands over the response in this letters section to their essays and change what they have to say accordingly? That is so incredibly stupid. If I wanted to only read stuff that was in complete accord with my thoughts, I'll read my diary. I'd rather GK ignore what we have to say and write how he pleases--I'd say the same about any columnists. To quote Mr. Keillor, to tk and his echoes, "Get a life."
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I thoroughly enjoyed the past few weeks of GK
What is it about GK's musing on Christmas that sets so many people on edge?
I read both columns and felt decidely unsettled, simultaneously wishing that I could go back 35 years and enjoy Christmas as a 7 year old AND vowing to actually enjoy the holiday for what it is this year. Thanks, GK.
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What did he write that was wrong?
I guess people hate being reminded how much the greed-driven, over-commercialized holidays suck.
Thank heaven for GK reminding us what should really matter, not only during this time of year, but throughout the entire year.
Excellent writing, sir!
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Keillor 101
You guys don't seem to realize that GK (who spent years at The New Yorker) has always been a complex and ironic writer. His Lake Wobegon persona is only one among many. A standard stock in trade for him is the seemingly inconclusive conclusion; also the layers and layers of irony where the challenge to the reader is to figure out which GK persona is creating ironic distance from which other GK persona, and who or what is really the ultimate target of the whole construct. Never assume that the nostalgia is meant to be taken straight.
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TK, et. al. on the GK-Hate Bandwagon
You obviously missed the point of last week's piece. Try it again, and this time put your irony hat on.
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What you said, robi.
Jeez.
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Gar, baby!
Loved it - it moves me. I can feel the mood. Great pitch ... flesh it out some more and I'll shop it around.
I'm thinking Mel as Ben Scrooge - he's hurting for a redemption role and he'd have just the right comedic touch as a ghost. Super! Maybe that Back to the Future dad, Willard guy as RW Crathcit. He looks spindly. I'm calling Devito as I type - he'll direct and cameo ...
Call my girl - let's do lunch!
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well
Christian rock does suck. He's right about that.
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What the hell is wrong with you people?!
What's WITH all the animadversion aimed at GK? It's Chrismachannukwanzaaka for crying out loud.
I swear to [the] freakin' God/G-d/gods/creative beings/nothingness, SUBTLETY is lost on so many people. What? Does GK have to knock you over the f*cking head with a salmon for you to get it?
Geez Lou-f*cking-eeeze. Try reading GK without bias for once (hell, try reading ANYTHING without bias for once) and there is a hell of a lot more subtlety to MOST writings than meets the cerebrus.
Let me know if you need a salmon. I live in Seattle. I'll have the guys at Pikes Place chuck one at you.
/ok, I feel better now.
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Red Star
You gave a read star to TK? Are you afraid he might stop reading you?
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Being for the benefit of Mr. K.
When a writer needs his sycophants to make his excuses for him, it's time to move on and read something less...well, stupid.
GK can't seem to make up his mind from his lily-white perch. Should AmeriKKKa's December be all-Jesus all-the-time, or should it be snarky potshots on tradition and classics?
Unfortunately, it seems to be whatever pays the rent from week to week, and nice of Salon to cut a check just to have a recognizable name on the masthead.
GK's laughing all the way to the bank, but since he's outed himself as the pathetic racist I always suspected he was, I'm done with making excuses for him, too.
Time to put this balless, toothless bull out to pasture.
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bye bye
you must be black because you can't spell
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Racist, too
And you must be an idiot because you can't capitalize.
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Here's What I Wrote On My Blog The Last Time Keillor Took a Dump In Public
Garrison Geezer
Earlier this week Garrison Keillor once again made an ass of himself on the virtual pages of Salon.com This time Mr. Woebegon had the brilliant idea that every person who wishes to run for President of the United States must have in their background a term of military service. Many have suggested that Garrison (ironic-sounding name considering his thesis, don't you think?) was merely joking in the Swiftian vein of "If there are too many Irish orphans then let us commence eating them." This may be so; only old Prairie Home Companion knows for sure. But I rather doubt it on the evidence of his column. Either he's serious or his "satire" is so well camouflaged as to be invisible. Kind of like Dick Cheney's recent quail hunting partner. If you are one of those who actually agrees with this nonsense, then I have some orphan munching of my own to offer you. To wit...
No one who has earned more than $50,000 a year can be elected President. Also, no one who has ever owned a cat. No one who has ever owned a dog, either, those four-legged bags of wet-nosery. No one who has eaten Skittles, neither. And, most definitely, no one who has ever been caught* picking their nose in public.
No man or woman who has ever experienced more than two orgasms in their lifetime should be allowed to run for our highest office. Sexual release drains the precious bodily fluids and thus saps a person's strength. Over time, this condition could become permanent, and we can't have our Commander-in-Chief walking around without his essence.
Now here are some things I believe a President must have in order to qualify for this high office. First - and this applies to men and women - a flowing, flaxxen beard. Nothing bespeaks wisdom like a good set of chin whiskers. In addition to hair on the face, hair on the chest is a good idea, and again, that goes for the men and the womenfolk. Another requirement, this time just for men, is the possession of a truly awe-inspiring pecker. Nothing shouts "Leadership!" like a sweaty, throbbing, ten-inch cock in a perpetual state of arousal, as long as it is not inserted into any nearby, moistened vaginas. Loss of essence, don't you know.
*Private picking permissible.