News Numbness Creeps Into Coverage of Mass Murder
The events of the last few days, 14 killed in Binghamton, three of Pittsburgh’s finest, murdered in cold blood, brings up an interesting question for reporters citizens alike. Do important news stories have a shelf life? Or, as a country, are we getting too used to mass murder?. In Pennsylvania, only a few of the state’s daily newspapers ran the killings of the three Pittsburgh police officers on their front pages today (SUNDAY), which is the most important day of the week for newspaper reading. The New York Times, which bills itself as the nations paper, did not have a front page story. So that prompts a second question? If elements of the media don’t followup, does the public forget too quickly?
The Pittsburgh tragedy did not get the coverage it deserved. Followups on the upstate New York mass murder were limited. By last count, 48 people have been killed in mass murder in the last several years in America.
Followups are part of our business. But when journalists decide that mass murder is not a page one story, we are beginning to face a serious problem. When attention must be paid, it is up to the media to make it happen.
Cable networks and the internet blanketed these stories. And you wonder why newspapers are facing challenges.
I never try to second guess decisions, judgment decisions, that are made by news people. But the weekend events, in some newspapers, were not given the attention they deserve. And there’s no way to rationalize that simple fact.
On the last item, the Pittsburgh killings, one thing is clear. This is a major news story, and one that deserved front page treatment throughout this area.
One national web page asked this week if we have become numb to mass murder. Maybe we have. But if the media sees a short life for these stories, perhaps, in our minds, we forget much too quickly.
Comments(108)
No comments? Where is everyone? Why do I even bother?
I agree with you, Larry. I am afraid that the country is dumbing down. Not much fazes us anymore. Of course, I doubt that we are dumbed down by good news. We don’t see much of that, however.
When bloggers like Will Bunch of the Daily News call out police and like to point to the ocassional piece of internal corruption, it sure tarnishes the great work of the police.
Bunch should be ashamed for his work.
I will take the numbness of the callous cop-bashing by the likes of Bunch
Lead Man
Larry-That ship sailed even before Charlie Manson hit Topanga Canyon.Sad but true.
Speaking of not covering stories,how about the media not giving major coverage to the bowing act of President Obama ? Or President Bow-wow,whichever you prefer.That should have been front page stuff for three or four days.
Larry, I drove out to Lancaster today and passed by an Amish schoolhouse. Believe me people don’t forget mass murders.
And if that was really you saying “why do I even bother” then I wonder why we even bother……..
Larry, thank you for changing the bolg topic… finally. Another weak topic (probably week topic also)
If blogger #1 is truly you, how dare you criticize us for not paying attention. You disappear for weeks at a time and we’re the ones who get criticized. I don’t think you have the stones.
If it truly was you, shame on you. Perhaps if there was a method to your madness in the timing of changing your blogs or you somehow announced it, we might be more punctual. Your absentee landlord style belies this type of criticism.
Rise and shine! Another beautiful day here in Boca. 71 degrees at 6:30AM. Slow day here at the Boca condo. Resting up after the grueling trip to PHL and staying up until 11PM watching the Phillies. Boy do I miss By Saam, Bill Campbell and Harry Callas. Listening to that humanoid Joe Morgan struggle with the English language and John Miller wax poetically about nothing. Who listens to these jamokes anyway? Early dinner today at Pancho’s Mexican Buffet. Can you spell agita? Stay trashy and nasty Philadelphia!
Larrry, you really are out of touch. Where were you all those years in the newsroom? The networks and local stations love a story like this with legs. They can feature it for a week or more. Look at Anna Nichole Smith.
First they rush their reporter to the scene for an on the ground report. Like that is anymore effective.
Then they follow that up the day after with intrusive, insensitive interviews with mourning friends and family members. Does anyone really want to see that?
Then the personal biography of the killer. The endless search for the cause or reason for the murders. The trigger point so to speak. If they can drag the story out for 1-2 weeks it makes their job easier. They have a ready made lead story or second story.
It is has gotten to the point of an art form or Journalism 101.
Get a grip, Larry.
Larry, maybe people want to read about things that are actually relevant to their lives, not sensationalistic stories about one-off mass shootings. What does it matter to me here that three police were shot in Pittsburgh? How many police were shot in Haiti last week, Lar? How about in Sudan? Just a thought.
Does it?
Have you heard of the logical fallacy known as begging the question?
If only 48 people have been killed in mass murders in the U.S.A. in recent years, then why is it news at all given how many are killed in mass murders in Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Sudan, etc., ad nauseam?
But, hey, did you see that Michelle Obama touched the Queen? Wow, now there’s a news story worthy of 24 hour coverage on FauxNews.
Ladies and gentlemen can I please have your attention. I’ve just been handed an urgent and horrifying news story. I need all of you, to stop what you’re doing and listen. Cannonball!
Obama in Turkey. Do you find that ironic?
I agree with Larry that the only thing that the news should cover is cop shootings, fires and kidnappings of white girls. Also NASCAR standings and storms.
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Jack was Jerry Penacoli a pitcher or catcher?
Defintely a catcher Ron.
ron you are a dirty dog,what do you think larry’s pitching and larry’s catching??or is it larry’s catching and larry’s pitching?? but i should have added a switch hitter to the line-up..
To OOOJ, I change topics when I can. To the rest of you, I say again: clean it up. There will be no more personal attacks here or you will simply be banned.
The inflammatory language used here is disgraceful and I will not tolerate it. I’m not too out of touch to know what a pitcher and catcher is.
I get goosebumps when I hear or read a real newscaster!
Idle threats. 60% of the time they work every time. Kinda sting the nostrils. Heh.
I want to apologize for my alter ego #17. Blame it on a bad day and the Phillies’ loss. Remember this site is NO HOLDS BARRED. Now it’s bed time. Nighty night.
I heard Cole Hamels is adopting some kind of Ethernopian kid. What is up with that?
Larry, I have to agree with you on this one. Some of these sock puppets are way off the mark, especially on day one of your column on mass murder. What, they don’t have an opinion on the subject or are they just wrapped up in their homo erotic fantasies.
I also grow tired of Larry Kaighn. I mean how many comments do i have to read about Manny’s whitefish and shuffleboard. I got the joke the first time, and it did replace the real Larry quite nicely for a while, but a daily dose of it is extremely nauseating. Thanks Mr Kaighn but enough is enough.
That being said, Larry, if you really want us to keep writing, get off your high horse and say something worthwhile for your readers.
Rise and shine! Another beautiful day here in Boca. This will be my last day of sharing my daily schedule of events with you. The public has spoken. Who wants to be referred to as nauseating? So I will sign off. I will leave you with only the real Larry. Perhaps he only appears infrequently because he knows that familiarity breeds contempt. Good luck with that. Well you know where I’ll be today and tomorrow and the next day. If you’re ever in Boca Ed I’ll meet you at Manny’s for some nice whitefish. Stay trashy and nasty Philadelphia!
Print media can’t compete with a system that can get pictures and live reports out in five minutes. By the time it can reach the street, it’s in the history books. And people indeed have a short attention span and a loss of their “shock” threshold. Politicians live their lives counting on it. Do all of the distastefl stuff early and the fools will forget it by the next election.
And please!!!! criticizing the lack of response when the topic only changes once a week??? This is like the salt line in the Delaware Bay. It used to take weeks to creep up into the river. The sock puppets used to take days to creep in here. Now it’s hours.
Mr Kaighn, I saw your last column and a rush of remorse ran through my cold blooded reptilian corpuscles. I did point out that I thought you were very funny at the beginning, and the image of Larry by the shuffleboard and making beaded ID bracelets cracked me up. There is only so much a retired TV anchor can do in Boca.
Now if you shifted your locale every once in a while maybe you could come up with some new material. Why don’t you go down to Gitmo and interview some detainees. Or maybe interview Josh Shapiro, I think he’s available.
Anyway sorry for be too honest…..
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Larry Kaighn was a man of da people. A tireless crusader for truth, justice and procrastination. Contrary to da common opinion procrastination is not a mortal sin. You may go blind but dats for anoder day. He ate very healthy. He got regular exercise. He a mingle with da common man. He a no smoke. He did drinka da winecooler from time to time. Not a nica Chianti or Moscato but a wine with da soda. No accounting for gooda taste. Anyaway may he aresta in peace. May he receiva lifeatime of da salvation. Amen.
Mr Kaighn, I just thought of something, instead of “Where’s Waldo?” you could do “Where’s Larry?”. On a weekly basis of course……..
Larry, there must have been some more violence somewhere that you can “report” about.
Ed, you killed Larry Kaighn. Can you live with that? At least you are remorseful… Personally, I’ll miss his daily blog. I loved the mundane existence he lived and that we all have to look forward to. My personal favorite was the bus trip. RIP
As for the “real” Larry, where is that sense of outrage on “real” topics? Geez, he continues to state the obvious and there really is nothing to debate (with the possible exception of his fixations on Eddie R and Josh S of course). What is there to talk about? To continue your analogy, Ed, soon the Delaware will be a salt water river all the way to the Delaware Water Gap. The puupets are coming. One alledgedly died today but another 5 are spawned.
Can an inanimate object like a puppet actually die?
Yes Mr Wizard puppets have souls and can die, but this being holy week I might
have the opportunity to return to Larry’s blog. Resurrecting myself from the indignity that I have suffered. As for now I am being laid to rest in Manny’s Mortuary Moselem INC. (it’s located next to Manny’s restaurant)
Don’t order the roadkill special at Manny’s restaurant! If you do remember to get a side of formaldehyde.
Inanimate objects can die and I am against that. Death is bad. It is evil. It is against a culture of life. It is a culture of death. Puppets enjoy freedom even though they are inanimate. I am against taking stem cells from puppet embryos because it is wrong to “pull their strings”. People say Dick pulled the strings and I was the puppet. I do not want to die. Heh. Heh.
I looked deep into Lamb Chop’s button eyes and I saw a soul. A good soul. A soul to be trusted. Heh.
Larry the state of Vermont has legalized gay marriage. We are happy! Please think of us next time you have a double scoop vanilla cone with nuts.
Why is this site so homophobic?
I am trying to upload Toby Keith songs on my iPod and it aint working. Maybe I need to push the buttons harder. Do you have one of these iPods Larry? I saw Jenna with one and it looked cool. Cool. I cant figure how to work it. Where is Dick when you need him? Heh.
GWB now that we are no longer adversaries how about you and I get a drink?
GWB I can show you how to upload your Ipod.
Barney have you seen Dick lately? Dick usually helps me when I get tense. I have not had help from Dick lately. I miss Dick. Heh. Heh.
What’s with the homo erotic euphamisms occuring on Larry’s blog? Dick jokes went out with beatniks and bongo drums. That was Barney’s heyday. Barney wearing a beret beating on a bongo chanting ommmmmm while listening to Alan Ginsburg recite his poems as he ate Ben and Jerry’s ice cream………..
The people at Fenway Park today gave Ted Kennedy a standing ovation. He threw out the ceremonial first pitch. Yeah I know he has brain cancer…. so did my dad, but this man was not any where near the man that my father was, yet the morons in Fenway stood up and applauded this unfortunate soul who never “got it” as a man or a politician. A drunk a murderer a philanderer, a poor account of a human being……….
Ted is a drunken bumb that happens to have brain cancer and be the brother of two great men.
I’m trying to be nice here but “dick” jokes went out with beatniks and bongos. In Barney Frank’s heyday he used to sit in the lotus position wearing his beret beating on his bongo, while he listened to Alan Ginsberg chant ommmmm. All the while they were stuffing their face with Ben and Jerry’s ice cream……..
George is right. Many police officers are in the profession simply because they are brutal beings. They want to control and to dominate a situation. These type of people are a deterrent to proper enforcing of the law. Unfortunately these are the type of people that apply for the job. If English teachers became cops maybe we’d all be better off, or not…..
Rise and shine! Another beautiful day here in Boca. Oh that’s right I can’t do this anymore.
Lenny Bruce a plagiarist ? Say it ain’t so.
YFAP, 29 of 49 blogs are puppets.
2 entries by Larry himself.
Cameo performances by regulars.
An obsession with homophobia.
Why are we still here?
Why are we still here?
A very deep question my man……
let me meditate on that one for a while.
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This is harder than trying to hatch an egg
Now 33 of 55 for those keeping score at home. BTW, we are halfway to a new blog topic. Let’s push the count over 100 today and force Larry to change topic.
Larry, where’s my FREE AIR?
I’ll be at Reading Terminal Market at 12:30 by Philbert. Please show and demonstrate your support for Larry Kane’s FREE AIR Army. We’ve carved figurines of local broadcast legends out of chicken bones we found on SEPTA. You’d love them. As the meaty remnants decompose, some of the figurines take on lifelike appearances, growing “hair” that rivals the best we’ve seen on air.
We’ve been staging AIR INs, too. We go to service stations that charge for air and we do nitrous whippets until we fall on the ground laughing. Josh Shapiro isn’t a big fan of nitrous, so we don’t expect support from him. But something tells me that your bud Fast Eddie keeps a cracker and a balloon close to him whereever he goes. Can you persuade him to join us?
Another no show. Why do I bother?
Word. Anyone comming to the librarry? We got some hot new titles in our Dewy system.
“Why do I bother?” very deep question my man.. I’ve been oming all day on the previous deep question as to why we are still here, but this way I can om both questions at once. BTW what’s up with Lenny Bruce? I thought he did his own material.
I do do my own material you fat piece of f#@%ing horse s#*+. C%#& sucking Feds are all over the place trying to put a
g%#&#$ muzzle on my act. it’s infuriating when someone like me with so much talent has to bow down to the
F$#^ing man. I’ll be at Morty’s Bar tonight doing what I do, which I’ll be doing until I run out of coke.
You know when I used to fart on stage people thought I was on the cutting edge of a new social awakening. In truth I was just cutting the cheese. Eating all those corned beef sanwiches gave me the gas. When the Beatles showed up on the scene I was no longer considered cutting edge. I was considered a drug addicted relic of the past. Thanks Larry…….
I asked you nicely to keep me out of your train terminal rendezvous trists. Now I’m telling you to leave me out.
Rise and shine! Oh ahh err
I will assume the helm and champion the cause of free air. I will rise to the occassion like I have so many times before. Destroying the forests, nuclear missiles, chemical dumping and water pollution have all been my cause celeb. My personal favorite was vanishing air. In that spirit I will now carry the torch for free air in the vacuum of leadership that exists. I will make it a major plank in my platform in 2012. When I am elected to replace Barrack Obama I will make free air job one.
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Hey Ralph, if you are trying to trick Philbert into thinking you are not using his name, I think pig latin might be a poor choice of code…
Leo, are we sure we want a tree hugging, liberal nutjob like Ralph Nader leading the movement for Free Air?
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Ralph Nader….. I never did thank you for saving my sister’s life. She once owned a Chevy Monza and almost died of carbon monoxide poisoning…..
Larry, the news has been full of coverage of the Phils’ two losses to start the season. Because you are the expert, please tell me whether that is news. It seems to affect more people than, say, a house fire, but, on the other hand, baseball’s a made up game with no consequences in the worlds of education or business. Please clear that up for me. I get so confused.
Not without a slight shudder at the danger, I often perceive how near I had come to admitting into my mind the details of some trivial affair, — the news of the street; and I am astonished to observe how willing men are to lumber their minds with such rubbish, — to permit idle rumors and incidents of the most insignificant kind to intrude on ground which should be sacred to thought. Shall the mind be a public arena, where the affairs of the street and the gossip of the tea-table chiefly are discussed? Or shall it be a quarter of heaven itself, — an hypæthral temple, consecrated to the service of the gods?
I find it so difficult to dispose of the few facts which to me are significant, that I hesitate to burden my attention with those which are insignificant, which only a divine mind could illustrate. Such is, for the most part, the news in newspapers and conversation. It is important to preserve the mind’s chastity in this respect.
It is so hard to forget what it is worse than useless to remember! If I am to be a thoroughfare, I prefer that it be of the mountain-brooks, the Parnassian streams, and not the town-sewers. There is inspiration, that gossip which comes to the ear of the attentive mind from the courts of heaven. There is the profane and stale revelation of the bar-room and the police court. The same ear is fitted to receive both communications. Only the character of the hearer determines to which it shall be open, and to which closed. I believe that the mind can be permanently profaned by the habit of attending to trivial things, so that all our thoughts shall be tinged with triviality.
moolB no need to panic. Yesterday’s dramatic come from behind win pulled all the early band wagon jumpers back off the Ben Franklin Bridge. The ship has been righted. At least until the dreaded Pirates come into town. That is the Somali Pirates not the Steeltown variety.
One strike away; nothing-and-two, the count to Hinske. Fans on the their feet; rally towels are being waved. Brad Lidge stretches. The 0-2 pitch — swing and a miss, struck him out! The Philadelphia Phillies are 2008 World Champions of baseball! I digress.
‘I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!’ I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell – ‘I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Things have got to change. But first, you’ve gotta get mad!… You’ve got to say, ‘I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!’ Then we’ll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: ‘I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!’
Don’t you feel better now?
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I’m never going to find the answer. Actually no one is still here so I guess
that’s the end of that question. And as far as why bother, it’s like no one bothers any more. Two great “life at Larry’s blog” answered……….Thank you very much!
Larry, I just wanted to stop by and say shalom, and wish every Christian a o e vey Happy Easter. I’m running my Passion for Christ movie (with subtitles) tomorrow at various movie houses throughout the Phila area. I’ve laid off the booze for this week so I shouldn’t end up appearing on TMZ tomorrow night.
Larry do you know how much money I made on that one picture alone? The Beatles would be jealous. Maybe I could lend whats his face, Coppola’s brother Cage yeah Nick Cage some money so that he can keep one of the castles he owns. How gauche is that? The man collects castles……. people starve and Nicolas Cage collects castles.
Freaking Easter and I’ve been making baskets for the last freaking 6 weeks. Don’t expect to see a smile on this rabbits face until Monday. Mel Gibson stay outta my way and off the roads. Alan Ginsberg we don’t get it.
Ralph Nader sup with the pig latin?
Moolb Oel even a freaking rabbit knows that’s Leo. Are you in Bizzaro World or just dyslexic?
Suddenly I miss Larry Kaighn.
Back to work making chocolate rabbits.
Easter Bunny, I don’t get you. What in the world do you have to do with the passion of Christ? I’ll bet you were invented by the same guy who invented Santa Claus.
Hey Easter bunny do you want to hang out after you lay your colorful eggs on Sunday? I have a whole batch of money and would love to spend the night with you in Atlantic City. Mel can come to if he brings Sugartits the cop.
Hey Philbert bunnys don’t lay eggs, chickens lay eggs. That’s why everything is so confusing to me. I could see an Easter Chicken but how do you get an Easter Bunny who hides harboiled eggs?
And you wonder why I drink……
Hey Larry you wanna go out tonight and get a load on? I’ll tell you a few Rabbi jokes I picked up during my trip to the Mid East.
The Romans killed Jesus ….The Romans killed Jesus …. The Romans killled jesus …. The Romans killed Jesus …The Jews er… the Romans killled jesus……
Mel you sound so much like George. Is that just a coincidence or are you related?
Poor Philbert. Surrounded by beautiful women everyday and he’s looking for a gay experience with the Easter Bunny.
George, how dare you accuse me of being Mel Gibson. I’ve been following the pirate story developing in the waters off the coast of Somalia. Everybody knows that’s my main concern. I could care less about the Easter Bunny.
My kid’s getting a bigass basket this year with a Jeff Gordon car in it cause Jesus died to bring us life and NASCAR starting with the stock chariots. Oh yeah and we are watching Ben Hurr. You know it. Give me my lamb and my NASCAR and get those commies out of my way!
Rise and shine! Another beautiful day here in Boca. Did I ever tell you about my NASCAR experience. I bumped into Michael Andretti in 2006. He’s the son of racing legend Mario Andretti of Nazareth. Michael had just dumped his wife of 12 years for a Playboy Playmate. Go figure. Anyway Michael asks me if I want to see the Pocono 500 at Pocono Raceway up by Lake Harmony. What am I going to say no? Hey Michael thanks for the invite but I’d rather not sit for 6 hours in the hot sun, breathing gas fumes and carbon dioxide, bored watching cars drive in a circle and wearing earplugs because the noise is excruciating. Not to mention sitting with a bunch of toothless groupies in tanktops that have spent the last 3 days in a trailer with no shower. So of course I take the tickets. Not just any old tickets but VIP tickets. I love VIP anything. So Ethel says she’s not going so I invite Josh Shapiro to go with me. Josh and I arrive at PR about 3 hours before racetime. The reason we were late is because we were arguing over what to wear. Josh says he’s a public figure and doesn’t go anywhere in public without a suit and tie. I told him this was a different crowd then he was use to. More homey. Less formal. He finally settled on a blue blazer, starched blue oxford and tan Dockers with boatshoes. I wore my new lake blue polo with Dockers and boatshoes. I changed into cordovan loafers when I saw him in boatshoes. Anyway we arrive and pick up our VIP tickets at the will call window. We get up to the Andretti Corporate Suite and everyone is wearing suits and ties. Well Josh is pissed. He pulls a rolled tie out of his pocket and puts it on immediately. I asked Michael why everyone was dressed up and he said that it’s a corporate function. He said don’t worry you look fine. Now I’m feeling subconscious in a gaggle of NASCAR nitwits. Go figure. Then he offers me a Bud Light. I asked if they serve Stella Artois. They all looked at each other and start laughing. He asked if I was joking. I said yes but I wasn’t really. Then they serve these NASCAR bratwursts. These were the greasiest, nastiest looking tube steaks I’d ever seen. I could barely put it in my mouth. Josh said he couldn’t eat his because he was orthodox. I wish I had thought of that before I took a bite. Anyway Josh is talking to these guys about Pennsylvania House Bill #213 (widening Northeast Extention from I-81 to I-380). These guys don’t want to talk politics. They want to get sh@tfaced and watch a race. Well it is now 10 minutes before the race. Josh is in the corner alone texting on his Crackberry. Michael and the boys are washing down funnel cakes with Bud Light. Picture these guys with blue pinstriped suits with powdered sugar all over their lapels. It was a sight. Mercifully 2.5 hours later the race was over. They were all so drunk they did not even notice that Josh and I had slipped out the back door and were all ready on I-476 South. Josh did not speak to me for 2 months until he wanted to come on my CN8 show. Michael has never spoken to me again. I am persona non grata at Pocono Raceway. My show is blacked out in Nazareth. And I developed the runs from that bratwurst thingy. That was my NASCAR experience. Personally if I want that experience again I’ll sit on a hill by City Line Ave overlooking the Schuylkill with a Stella and a Nathans Frank and watch the Mainline nitwits commuting home. Stay trashy and nasty Philadelphia! Have a wonderful Easter/Passover weekend.
Welcome back, LK. LOL. Powder sugar on suits. Don’t be a stranger.
Mel, you’re a rabble rouser. Be very careful or the real Larry will banish you. You and your countless other puppet names. I think the EB may be onto your real ID… Speaking of the EB, what is the gender of the EB?
Larry, it’s such a beautiful day, ok it’s a gray day but I was hoping to meet with you by Philbert at the Reading Terminal. I’ve come up with a new idea for a movie and wanted to run it by you.
It’s called “Passion For Free Air”
Larry Kaighn….. the famous Mr Kaighn
I thought you were kaput, finito, as in that’s all folks. Well now that you’re back I guess it’s OK….. Things haven’t been going too smoothly here anyway. Mel Gibson (that loud mouth anti-Semite) has been taunting Larry with his Passion For Christ movie success. Mel actually said he was more famous than the Beatles. What sacrilege! Next thing you know Mel will be saying he’s more famous than Jesus Christ.
I’d give you all an update on the Somali pirate situation but it looks like it is more serious than the usual band of cutthroats having their way on the high seas. This could be the end to pirates as we have grown to know and love them.
Stay tuned…….
Mel, keep away from Philbert, you anti-Semite! Who knows what you would do to than fine hog.
We went out and did our nail shopping today. We always buy nails on Good Friday. It makes us feel connected to history.
Who’s we? You and Philbert……….
I get my nails at Suzy Kims down on 10th St. She does a marvelous job.
Hey, its Holy Saturday, anyone want to give the mean spirted stuff a rest for Easter? I went to confession yesterday, got a huge penance to complete before tomorrow morning. With a goal toward having a clean slate as of Easter morning, I plan to be a kinder, gentler,and a more loving and forgiving blogger begining now. Ed, Leo, Larry Kane and others who I’ve offended and hurt in the last year, please forgive me.
Happy Easter Gentleman!
Mendy’s has the best swordfish in the city. The best, Larry!
Hey Mel you suck. Those lame Lethal Weapon movies will be your legacy.
Larry you’ve been such a good fellow this year I’ve decided to stop by your house on Easter with a basket full of goodies. Please don’t shoot if you happen to be a member of the NRA. You’ve never mentioned your affiliations but I am kinda thinkin that your allegiance doesn’t lean towards those gun toten bible thumpen mean and nasty Pennsylvanians.
Many often ask what the gender of the Easter Bunny is. It’s a little known fact, but the Easter Bunny is actually a hermaphrodite. Take it from me, Brer Rabbit, I tried to go there once and it wasn’t pretty! Happy Easter, back to my rabbit hole for another year.
By the way, if any of you are alone at Easter and are interested in coming into my rabbit hole for an Easter celebration, let me know. Bugs Bunny will be here with his carrot- enough said!
I’m late! I’m late! I’m late to change this miserably old blog post!
M00000. The rock rolled aside and Larry arose and updated his blog.
MOOs no blog change. No Larry. We have a better chance of seeing the Easter Bunny than Larry today. We have a better chance of seeing Punxsutawney Larry today. We have a better chance of seeing that hack Mel Gibson today. We even have a better chance of seeing Josh Shapiro in a speedo today. Scratch that it’s a religious holiday.
Larry is gone. This site is being run by Hal 9000 in his absense. Don’t you sense the cold and calculating direction of the bland subjects. Just as well because Larry is a hack too.
Mendy’s has the best cheesecake. The best, Larry!
Dude I’m freaking exhausted. I’ve been hopping all over the Western Hemisphere deliverying baskets with colored eggs, chocolate bunnies, marshmallow chickens and jelly beans. Who eats jelly beans anyway? They stick to your teeth and yank out your fillings. They are too sweet. Whatever. And for Brier Rabbit who thinks I’m an amaphrodite I’ve got three words: get a clue. Also get spell check and join an identity crisis group. You have some issues dude not me.
EB thank you for the basket of goodies. I love truffles. Would you like to go to Fire Island with me and Larry and Josh Shapiro?
Easter Bunny, you need the spell check, it’s hermaphrodite you moron! I saw under your fur, and it was not pretty, you’re the one with the issues Easter Bunny. God made you like that for a reason, just accept it and stay above the fray, children look up to you, stop being so crude. You need to get a clue, everything you say bounces off of me and sticks to you. Also every kid knows you’re fake and their parents hide eggs and put out baskets, you’re so full of yourself, trying to be like like a spring Santa Claus. I know Santa claus, and Easter Bunny- You are no Santa Claus!
Brer you are the confused one. I know what I got. I know what I am. Do you? I doubt it. Do you squat?
I am real therefore I am.
How long til you drag out the tar baby and molasses references?
I have copies of all of the films Walt put in the vault, and watch them in my rabbit hole all the time, so no need to drag anyhting out Easter Bunny. I’m so happy Easter is almost over, so you can go back to the zoo. We all know you live in zoo because you have no idea how to support yourself in the wild.
We also know that you don’t know how to make candy, you just pretend to redistribute it. You come from a long line of socialist rabbits and I am ashamed to be of the same species as you. You sicken me Easter Bunny!
Br’er why are you so bitter? Because your 15 minutes of fame were back in 1946 before everyone reading this blog was born? It was an unconsciously racist Disney animation movie at a time when blackfaced actors and Amos and Andy prospered. You sir should be ashamed of your association with Uncle Remus and Walt.
Socialist? Perhaps I could be confused as a do-gooder liberal. Feeling badly about my fortune and redistributed others’ wealth to the less fortunate. Perhaps I should run for Congress.
Until next year I bid farewell. To all a goodnight. Br’er I have you in my sights for next Easter. Don’t choke on a marshmallow chicken you disgrace to the genus Sylvilagus!
THERE IS ONLY ONE LARRY KANE. PEOPLE PRETENDING TO BE ARE BORED. LARRY KAIGHN IS A FAKE, SO IS “LARRY KANE”. I CERTAINLY DON’T WRITE TO MY OWN WEB PAGE EXCEPT TO RESPOND AS IM DOING NOW.
SIGNED,
THE REAL LARRY KANE.
PS– CAN YOU DO BETTER THAN THE USELESS DRIVEL YOU SEND HERE….
C’MON
WHEN I WRITE TO MY OWN WEB PAGE, IT’S TO RESPOND AS I’M DOING NOW BY WRITING TO MY OWN WEB PAGE. I CERTAINLY DON’T WRITE TO MY OWN WEB PAGE, EXCEPT WHAT I’M DOING RIGHT NOW CAN TECHNICALLY BE CONSIDERED WRITING TO MY OWN WEB PAGE.
SIGNED,
THE REAL LARRY KANE.