Superman, Coal, and Diamonds By Anthony Buccino
When I look back at all the crap I wrote in high
school it's a
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Superman & Coal & Diamonds Remember the TV show Superman and the one where they were in the jungle and the diamond serving as the eye of an icon got lost. Then someone says if you put a piece of coal under a million pounds of pressure for a thousand years you've got a diamond. So, Superman casually picks up a piece of coal (I guess it's all lying around waiting to turn into precious rocks?) and squeezes it in his fist until it turns into a diamond. My questions: Why did Superman become a reporter instead of a jeweler? Ever wonder how he could afford such a nice apartment in Metropolis on a reporter's salary? Do you think he made a few diamonds here and there to supplement his Daily News salary? Think about it. He had a huge apartment in Metropolis, on a reporter's salary. No roommates! A hidden closet for his spare Superman suit! All the reporters I ever met never had nice apartments like that. Not in Metropolis or Passaic or Jersey City, or without room-mates or a spouse with a REAL job. Not Superman, Sheena Writers and Editors I've Known - Or Read:
Apparently, I'm not the only one who wonders about this Superman, coal and diamonds stuff:
Diamonds are Made of Stardust, Paper Says Superman Homepage - #40 Jungle Devil The reporters are on a jungle expedition that involves a valuable diamond used as an idol's eye. Superman creates a diamond by compressing coal.
Copyright © 2005 by Anthony Buccino. Hey Rube!
"Hey, Rube!" That's what the guy yells when he walks into the
newspaper office and suddenly everyone and everything is upside-down.
It takes a little bit of sleuthing later by Superman and his pals
Lois and Jimmy to figure that colloquialism is used by circus
workers to indicate trouble.
Thus, when the room turns upside-down and the bad guy is surprised,
he yells, "Hey,
Rube!" which is a
call for warning and help at the circus. A crook plans to use one of Professor Pepperwinkle's inventions that makes things appear upside down.
I call it the episode of the upside-down machine on Superman.
I went to school with a chap who was about fourth of six boys and the Superman TV show was constantly on in his house from the older ones on to the youngest. In fact, one of George's proudest achievements (at the time) was to be able to do the show intro in one long breath. [He still can.]
TRIVIA: George is referred to in Letter of Introduction in A Father's Place. He's the fellow at the IHOP. Copyright © 2008 Anthony Buccino ''New Jersey's 'Garrison Keillor' '' **
** "... or something to that effect" |
It Was A Dark And Stormy Knight ... When I look back at all the crap I wrote in high school, it's a wonder I can write at all. With the latest news of the young lady from Harvard including passages from other people's novels in her own book, I'm reminded of the many mangled paraphrases that work their way into everyday life. One journalism professor, the late Raymond Paul at MSU, summed up learning as "Ingest, digest, squat." Can you hear the word Scaramouch without asking, "can you do the fandango?" Think back to John Dean of Watergate fame. He had been a translator and was able to recall and translate entire passages from speeches which is what made his recollections so invaluable to the Congressman Peter Rodino. Not too long ago we picked up a few Robert Klein and George Carlin classic CDs and lo and behold, those guys took all my best lines and jumped into their time machines and put them on those old recordings. But I won't sue. I don't think they meant anything by it. In fact, my girlfriend at the time used to say that when she read my poetry she could hear Dylan in it. I'd be the first to tell you I'm no Dylan Thomas - whoever he was. But it wouldn't surprise me to read through my old stuff and realize similarities with observations by Aunt Erma, Dave Barry and Mike Royko. I'd like to think that it was by reference or illusion. I remember writing a song long ago and singing it to myself on the way to school. Then one day I heard Neil Diamond singing it. How did he do that? It's easy for me to realize any song that pops into my head was written by someone else. Unless I've just taken a song and mixed up the lyrics. When we compiled the Honor Roll books, we mostly copied the words of others, mostly unnamed, and called ourselves editors rather than writers. Well, as for unintentional copying. It happens. Intentional copying, that happens too. And that's too bad. Think harder and use your own words. It Was A Dark And Stormy Knight Copyright © 2006 Anthony Buccino How Opal Mehta Got Kissed, Got Wild, and Got A Life: A Novel
Anything I Want
I'm thinking of that film with
Robert Redford in it, where they tell him he's running for office
and they write on a matchbook how the race will turn out before he
enters "YOU LOSE".
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Rambling round inside and outside at the same time Sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, Jlo and Madonna walk into a bar. Ouch, says the tallest one.
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Nam liber te conscient to factor tum poen legum odioque civiuda. Et tam neque pecun consectetur adipiscing elit, sed ut labore et dolore magna aliquam makes one wonder who would ever read this stuff?
Et harumd dereud facilis est er expedit distinct. Drink coca-cola! All because you didn't buy my books when you had the chance. Ha ha. Buy popcorn, Sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Laugh at your boss's jokes.
My own relatives wouldn't have read THIS far down. For you, free shipping. Lorem Ipsum to you, too. Copyright © 2007 Anthony Buccino |
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