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Money bungle

The worldwide economic meltdown has brought out some great, pissed off songs from Richard Thompson and Elvis Costello.

Costello’s song has a great chorus for that next Goldman Sachs meeting:

They’re running wild
Just like some childish tantrum
Meanwhile we’re working every day
Paying off the National Ransom

Go Galt with that, you turkeys.

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Friday finds

If you haven’t got anything nice to say, go sit next to James Wolcott and listen to him talk about Philip Roth’s latest novel, Indignation:

The penalty meted out to Marcus Messner for not heeding his elders and committing the sin of intellectual pride is so swift and stark that it’s as if the sole purpose of the Korean conflict was to punish a guy for getting blown and skipping chapel. The butt of everybody’s boring counsel, Marcus learns the hard way the wisdom of such valuable lessons as: Don’t believe everything you see in college brochures; Listen to your father, even if he is crazy; Listen to your mother, she only wants what’s best; Beware of strange shiksas bearing blowjobs; Never leave your socks lying around where someone might jerk off into them; Follow the rules, no matter how antiquated and arbitrary, or end up as shish kebab; Try not to vomit in the dean’s office–it leaves a bad impression.

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Doc Mooney says goodbye to Shea Stadium with a little help from his friends. He also dabbles in one of my favorite hobbies: trimming the “White Album” down to a single vinyl disc (the secret is to treat it as John Lennon’s album, and select songs accordingly).  Meanwhile, Bill Vogt invites you to hear the best kept secret in Texas

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Icelandic sagas and the credit crisis. (It’s a Kaupthing — y’all wouldn’t understand.) Icelandic landscape seen from above. Icelandic criminals need to steepen that learning curve.

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How did one family produce three of the most successful women chess players in the history of the game? Which reminds me — I have to re-read my favorite novel from one of America’s most unjustly overlooked writers.

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“The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest” — illustrated!

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The fall issue of The Adirondack Review is up.

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Richard Thompson discourses on Scottish literature, pectin and Bush vs. Bush. Donald Fagen explains what got him so angry at Bard College that he dissed it in the classic Steely Dan song “My Old School.” 

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