Dallas Morning News, November 6, 1889. Time for some follow-up on that recovered memory-inflected FBAS (False Bender Arrest Syndrome) drama whereof we spake last month. Deviating from the journalistic norms of its day, the Dallas Morning News decided ahead of time that this story smells like bullshit. There can never be enough of this kind of skepticism, especially in journalism. Read More »
-
« Home
Pages
-
Categories
- Categories
- "Decency"
- "The Bridewell"
- Abortion
- Accidental death
- Acid
- Acid attacks
- Adultery
- Advertising
- Alienation of Affection
- Anarchists
- Anti-vivisection
- Arson
- Art
- Axes of evil
- Babes in trouble
- Baby farming
- Bad dreams
- Bad news from the present
- Banana oil
- Beans
- Bigamy
- Birth control
- Blackmail
- Blue gum negroes
- Booze
- Broadcasting
- Broken hearts
- Bunko
- Chicago
- Children in peril
- Class warfare
- Clews
- Cocaine
- Conspiracy
- Corporal punishment
- Cruelty to animals
- Cutting up didos with cadavers
- Dead cats
- Death penalty
- Debt collection
- Department of Ghastly Finds
- Dirigibles
- Dismemberment
- Divorce
- Dog fighting
- Dreams
- Drouth
- Dudes
- Epileptic colonies
- Eugenics
- Explosives
- Faith-based malfeasance
- Fake lawmen
- Feuding hillbilles
- Filicide
- Fratricide
- Fraud
- Freedom of the press
- Funny names
- Gangs
- Generational tsuris
- God told me to
- Grave robbery
- Gun violence
- Hard luck
- Hard luck in bunches
- Higher ed
- Hobo audacity
- Holidays
- Hot mince pie
- Hypnotism
- Hysteria
- Incest
- Incomprehensible humor
- Infanticide
- Insanity
- Insurance
- International understanding
- Jack the _____
- Jazz
- Judicial creativity
- Jumping out of windows
- Juries
- Jurisprudence
- Just me sounding off
- Kultur
- Labor movement
- Law enforcement
- Lusus naturae
- Lye-throwing
- Lynching
- Madness
- Mariticide
- Marketing
- Mass Murder
- Maternal impression
- Matricide
- Medical school humor
- Medicine
- Misogyny
- Moronism
- Murder
- Mutiny
- Narcotics
- Obscenity
- Occult
- Organized crime
- Passive aggression
- Patricide
- Petty crime
- Philosophy
- Plague
- Poison
- Poison pen letters
- Poisoning
- Politics
- Premature burial
- Prostitution
- Quakers
- Race
- Radio repair
- Rape
- Religion
- Repectable shoplifters
- Restraint of Trade
- Rosenzweig
- Scientific progress
- Seduction
- Self-immolation
- Selling cats for rabbits
- Serial murder
- Sexual abuse
- Showbiz
- Signage
- Slang
- Slavery
- Sloth
- Sororicide
- Spiritualism
- Sport
- Spousal abuse
- Strange freaks
- Stuff people actually used to do
- Stuff people had to be taught to do
- Suicide
- Terrorism
- The Bender Family
- The French
- The perfume menace
- The Toboggan
- The whole shmear
- Theft
- Thermodynamics
- Tied to the tracks
- Traffic hazards
- Transvestism
- Ugly Americans
- Unconscious irony
- Unemployment
- Unhappy families
- Unwritten law
- Uxoricide
- Uxoriousness
- Vampirism
- Velocipedism
- Vengeance
- Violence
- Violence against food
- Vivisection
- Wife Beating
- Wild men
- Wild women
- Witchcraft
- Workplace safety
- WTF?
- Yeggs
- Categories
-
Archives
Washington Post, October 17, 1885. I dunno, preserved in alcohol in an air-tight box strikes me as pretty professional work.
Omaha World Herald, January 18, 1893. I vaguely recall seeing the Mince Pie Alarm Clocks open for the Brahms Vigilantes at the Filmore West. 
Grand Forks Daily Herald, September 18, 1909. Kee-rist, I’d pay just about any sum you could mention to avoid laying eyes on this homespun hellspawn. But Wilhelm Peterson is quite right about Denmark appreciating a freak. They worship Udo Kier as a god there, for instance.
Washington Post, March 11, 1907. Perhaps if our Treasury officials still ate mince pie while standing, we wouldn’t be in the fix we’re in. Then again, perhaps mince pie caused the Crash of ’29. Either way, note again the asserted primacy to mince over apple as the central pie of American life. And observe how hot mince is at once a fast-food staple and a perpetual source of mirth
Chicago Tribune, May 15, 1921. “Mae Tinee” was Tribune’s film critic from 1915 to 1966. The secret of her astounding longevity? She was just a dopey, punning pseudonym (“matinee,” get it?) plus a chirpy style that any copy boy could emulate in a pinch. Anyway, here are some excerpts from her take on Robert Weine’s The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari,
which has been a favorite of mine since before I was in long pants. (True story: When I was nine Santa brought me a photo-illustrated copy of the screenplay plus interpretive essays. Best Christmas present ever. I hadn’t actually seen the movie at that point, just read about it in other books, so this was the next best thing to a repeatable private screening.)
Trenton Times, February 13, 1909. It just wouldn’t be probative if the guy had said ‘pumpkin’ or ‘lemon meringue.’