Andrew Leonard's Fire Story

“In Berkeley, we are addicted to high taxes — in the 25 years I’ve lived here, I can’t even count how many times I and my fellow citizens have said a resounding yes to yet another tax hike or bond measure. Two weeks ago, I got my money’s worth.”

Men Old

Both Roger McGuinn and Harrison Ford turn 70 today. I think, on balance, we’ll score this one for McGuinn.

Penis Soup

“Penis Soup” would be a good name for a band, but it seems like a bad name for a soup. Nor does it seem like a particularly appetizing soup regardless of what it’s called. In fact, probably best not to name your band after it.

All Around Town This Weekend!

I’M HOT, STICKY SWEET, FROM MY CATS TO MY FEET. (iTunes)

Angela Lansbury Or Betty White?

Angela Lansbury Or Betty White?

by Sara Morrison

First in a series: Two choices — which do you choose?

The mid 80s and early 90s were the golden age for television shows about old people. And no shows did that better than “The Golden Girls” and “Murder, She Wrote.” Though both shows ended their runs nearly two decades ago and their stars’ lifespans weren’t expected, statistically, to last much beyond that, two of them — Betty “Rose Nylund” White and Angela “Jessica Fletcher” Lansbury — are still with us today and going strong.

Betty White, of course, is in the throes of yet another late-career revival. Now 90 years old, she’s currently starring in a sitcom on TV Land, hosting a terrible candid camera show on NBC, and cameo-ing everywhere else. White never really left us once “Golden Girls” (and its spin-off “The Golden Palace” which it’s probably best never to mention again) went off the air, but that Facebook campaign to get her to host “Saturday Night Live” way back in 2010 certainly ushered in a renaissance of White appreciation.

And then there’s Angela Lansbury. She, too, kept busy after “Murder, She Wrote” ended. But for some reason, her profile has been much lower. Just four years younger than White, she spent her post-”Murder” years in Broadway plays, on various incarnations of “Law & Order,” and even got stuck in a Jim Carrey film about penguins last year. Around the same time White was preparing for her “SNL” gig, Lansbury received her seventh Tony nomination. And yet, when I mention Lansbury to friends, they usually say something like “didn’t she die after ‘Murder, She Wrote?” Which, no, she didn’t.

I don’t understand. Why does White get all the attention? Why is Betty White “America’s Grandma” while Angela Lansbury’s fame extends only to those of us who can’t stop watching reruns of “Murder, She Wrote?” (now on Netflix Instant! Twelve seasons’ worth! Don’t even try to go outside this summer!) What does White have that Lansbury lacks?

If there isn’t enough room in America’s heart for two indomitable old ladies (and why isn’t there?), we’d better make sure we’re giving the right one the “SNL” hosting gigs and crappy NBC shows. Surely the best way to compare White and Lansbury is with a chart.

Really, it’s not talent or experience that gives White the edge over Lansbury (because they both have plenty): it’s that White is primarily a comedic actress and Lansbury is a dramatic one. White made her bones as the star of one of the earliest sitcoms on television (1952–55’s “Life with Elizabeth”); Lansbury was just 18 and 19 when she received back-to-back Oscar nominations for two of her first three films. White brings a winking mischievousness to her roles, while Lansbury imbues hers with a certain dignity. Basically, White is obviously in on the joke. Lansbury can be so deadpan and subtle that it seems like she isn’t aware of it at all. For this, White will always seem that much more loveable, approachable, and, ultimately, the darling old lady of choice.

That is not to say that Lansbury shouldn’t get the kind of attention White has, or that she shouldn’t get to host “SNL.” We’ve seen plenty of straight-laced, cold English actors let loose as “SNL” hosts. If anything, she’s better able to do it that White was with her live theatre chops. And Lansbury definitely has a ridiculous side, albeit unintentionally so, to which anyone who has seen the video component to her “Positive Moves: Healthy Living for Old People the Lansbury Way, Which Includes Plenty of Self-Massage, Peach Jumpsuits, Hip Thrusts, a Surprising Amount of Skin, and Soft-Core Porn Saxophones” book series can attest.

What’s that, you say? You haven’t seen it, but you can’t imagine that my description is accurate? Well, it is, and here’s a montage I found on Youtube to prove it:

We all think about Jessica Fletcher a little differently now, don’t we? You’re welcome.

So, yes, Betty White deserves to be our Queen of Pop Culture (Category: Awesome Senior Citizens). But maybe — just maybe! — Angela Lansbury can be our Pop Culture Princess. After all, many of us grew up with two grandmothers, loved equally. Why not two surrogate grandmother pop-culture icons, too? Instead of throwing our next Olympic hero into a hosting role he or she definitely can’t do to open the next season of “SNL,” let’s give Angela Lansbury a chance to shine.

One thing: Facebook campaigns are so over. It’s all about the #AngelaHostsSNL hashtag. I look forward to your efforts, Twitter.

Sara Morrison is a journalist in New York City. Her roommate won’t let her adopt any adorable kittens.

Ostrich Tragic

“Berlin’s Adlon Hotel has long been a favorite among the rich and famous. But an attempt to film the luxury lodging’s colorful history has now been marked by disaster. An ostrich cast to play the bird pulling Josephine Baker in a famous 1926 photo died this week in a tragic accident.”

Greedy People Avaricious

“Because technology plays such a huge part in our lives, we might think a little more carefully about how our course is being set by a small number of narrowly self-interested parties. Is the future being planned in a way that benefits our society, our culture and our economy? Or are those responsible mostly mindful of the chance of a solid-gold exit strategy?

A Poem By Alissa Quart

by Mark Bibbins, Editor

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Anorectic transplant flashes
skins at fashion
sisters, Liquid Paper
arms, vanishes as an and into
an aesthetic. Home

a lead painted hut.
An occupational art
therapist makes luxury
cubes. She photo shops.
A liberal arts stripper
silver collars herself,
souvenir to man’s bad taste.

Crush a verb here,
noun inside waits.
Vintage blouses
offer reprisal. A mile
more and this retro
plane passes into
unfinished pastness.

These were the lower middle’s
unlovely places, all named
as paradises: Sunset
Park, Neptune Avenue, Mid-
wood. Elm-shaded mother-

daughter houses. Managerial
class fear of falling. Serge-
suited, a strollered citizen’s
brigade, Saturday Evening
Post
-its. They do not notice
a man’s tattooed torso,
an ice cream cake falling
into mortification
as ceremony turns mourning
to nostalgia and villains
and cities go on.

Alissa Quart’s poetry has appeared in Open City and Fence. She’s the author of the non-fiction books Branded, Hothouse Kids and the forthcoming Republic of Outsiders, and senior editor of The Atavist. She writes a column for Columbia Journalism Review, “Reality Check.”

Poem til you puke, right here at The Poetry Section’s esteemed archival vault. You may contact the editor at poems@theawl.com.

Reply To A Bigot

“It took the team less than a day to develop and launch Hate Tweets of Frank Ocean, which went live yesterday. The site collects dozens of homophobic Tweets, framing them above a pink heart-shaped button that generates an @reply to each individual message. The auto response? ‘It’s not who you love — it’s *that* you love that truly matters.’”
 — Click here to send a message back to someone who has sent a homophobic tweet to Frank Ocean.

Nicknames For French Kings, In Order

by Josh Fruhlinger

37. “From Overseas” (Louis IV)
36. “The Posthumous” (John I)
35. “The Lazy” (Louis V)
34. “The Young” (Louis VII)
33. “The Stammerer” (Louis II)
32. “The Fat” (Louis VI)
31. “The Bald” (Charles II)
30. “The Short” (Pepin)
29. “The Tall” (Philip V)
28. “The Simple” (Charles III)
27. “The Handsome” (Philip IV, Charles IV) x
26. “The Pious” (Louis I, Robert II)
25. “The Father of the People” (Louis XII)
24. “The Great” (Charlemagne, Louis XIV, Napoleon I)
23. “The Good” (John II)
22. “The Fortunate” (Philip VI)
21. “The Saint” (Louis IX)
20. “The Prudent” (Louis XI)
19. “The Wise” (Robert II, Charles V)
18. “The Just” (Louis XIII)
17. “Good King Henry” (Henry IV)
16. “The Quarreller” (Louis X)
15. “The Amorous” (Philip I)
14. “The Affable” (Charles VIII)
13. “The Mad” (Charles VI)
12. “Augustus” (Philip II)
11. “The Victorious” (Charles VII)
10. “The Citizen King” (Louis-Philippe I)
9. “The Father and Restorer of Letters” (Francis I)
8. “The Bold” (Philip III)
7. “The Lion” (Louis VIII)
6. “The Beloved” (Charles VI, Louis XV)
5. “The Well-served” (Charles VII)
4. “The Green Gallant” (Henry IV)
3. “The Sun King” (Louis XIV)
2. “The Debonnaire” (Louis I)
1. “The Universal Spider” (Louis XI)

Related: Roman Emperors, Up To AD 476 And Not Including Usurpers, In Order Of How Hardcore Their Deaths Were

Josh Fruhlinger has a Twitter and a Tumblr. If you believe that writing monarch-related listicles is a good warm-up to writing a novel, you can pre-order a copy of his upcoming novel on Kickstarter.