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John Lewis was arrested today, in Miami, for killing Philadelphia police officer Charles Cassidy.  Lewis fled to Miami on a Greyhound bus.  Interestingly, Miami’s police chief, John Timoney, had ordered increased vigilance in an effort to find and capture Lewis. 

Timoney was Philadelphia’s police chief under former mayor (current PA governor, Eagles post-game analyst) Ed Rendell.  He was hoisted when the current administration took office.  Now, eight years later, with violent crime at its highest marks since 1990, the most wanted criminal in Philadelphia is captured, without incident, by our former police commissioner. 

Irony, oh how we love you.

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The Bigger Room, the Smaller Room

When you’re in your little room
and you’re working on something good
but if it is really good
You’re gonna need a bigger room
and when you’re in the bigger room
You might not know what to do
You might have to think of
How you got started sittin’ in your little room

What?  Baseball season is, essentially over, as it appears that the Rockies cannot hit the crazy pitchers of the Red Sox juggernaut (though the Curious Mechanism hopes for turnaround once the series moves west), and so there’s not much left to do but read and drink.  For this post, it’s useful to do both.  Sick of beer-related posting?  Well, quit crying about it.  You find me another interesting story that allows me to use the beloved Irony tag, and I’ll write that one up, too.

The Boston Beer Company–Sam Adams to you and me, though just Sam to people in Boston–is the fifth largest brewer in America.  Smaller than Budweiser, Coors, and Miller, obviously, and also smaller than Pabst.  It is, by far, the largest craft brewery in the US, and probably one of the largest in the world.  And so, there are two sides to the Boston Beer Company.  The corporate, commercial side that runs commercials during baseball games in an effort to pry some of the Budweiser-Miller-Coors (BMC) audience away from their blander brews is one half.  The other half is the craft brewing side, that does things like create Utopias (a 25%ABV beer that sells for $100 per 750ml bottle), and their Hallertau Imperial Pilsner (a mega-hopped lager). 

The lyrics at the top of this post, and in the title are from a song called “Little Room” by The White Stripes.  The song makes use of almost the exact same irony that the Boston Beer Company has going on right now. 

First, the corporate nonsense: the current mayor of Portland, OR, announced that he would not be running for another term, and stepping up to run was a city politician named–you guessed it–Samuel Adams.  When Adams started advertising (with a Sam Adams for Mayor website), he was sent a letter from the Boston Beer Company, who have had the name Samuel Adams trademarked since 1984, demanding that he surrender the sites.  The politician, of course, recognizes their trademark, but figgered that being born with the name Samuel Adams in 1963, he’ll be allowed to use his own name in advertisements for, well, himself.  Here’s the AP story.  The Boston Beer Company didn’t even realize that the candidate’s name really was Sam Adams.  This sort of corporate paranoia and laziness–hearing about a local ad involving Samuel Adams and immediate moving to quash it, without bothering to learn what was going on, is something that could be expected from a corporation, from the BMC, or from any large business. 

The Boston Beer Company is trying to play with the big boys, and as such, they are playing like the big boys.  And coming off as jerks. 

And yet, this week, they remain the greatest champion of the little guy–the smallest brewers there are–home brewers.  Jim Koch, founder of the Boston Beer Company, started his brewing in 1984 in his home, selling the beer for the first time in 1985, to a local pub for Patriot’s Day.  The company was able to grow out of Koch’s kitchen because of a massive amount of support from the American Homebrewer’s Association.  Now that Boston Beer is as large as it is, Koch and company are giving back to the little guy.  Each year at Denver’s Great American Beer Festival, Boston Beer hosts the Longshot Homebrewing Competition.  Homebrewers from all over the country enter the competition, and regional judges bring the best brews to Denver.  Festival goers then try the beers and vote upon them, and the winning beers are packaged and sold by the Boston Beer Company. Here’s the excellent story about it from Joe Sixpack.

The fifth largest brewer in the country is going to package Joe Schmo’s beer, put his face on the label, and sell the stuff all over the country. 

It’s so odd and fantastic, I think, that one company can do two diametrically opposed things in one week.  Hooray for irony!  Hooray for beer!


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Self Help: Your Input

Hello dear readers!

This is your self help guru, if you have interesting jobs or people you wish to be lightly mocked/made fun of please drop a comment or alert Mr. Thursday. If any topics are fun, no matter how challenging, I will write a self-help guide to achieve that status/vocation/level of whatever it is you desire.

For example. Let’s go back a few months, if you’re a staunch democrat/liberal you could’ve said something like “Mr. Guru, why don’t you write a self-help on how to be vice-president?” and i would’ve included things like brainwashing cults/satan worship, optometry, gun ranges, male pattern baldness, quail identification class, cronyism, immoral retribution, lying, and all sorts of other hilarity.

For those of you with the more conservative perspective you could ask, “Mr. Guru, what steps do you have to follow to become an academy award winner?” and I list such things as: use your celebrity status to proliferate your commie views from the stage, botox, be serial monogamists with women/men either far older or far younger than you, writing speeches that thank everyone you’ve known since kindergarten or no one other than your family (but nothing in between), absurdly showcasing wealth while speaking out against America’s greed and commercialism.

Clearly, there does not have to be any sort of political bias (as hopefully indicated by the already posted articles), they can be anything, if you wanna know what it takes to be an astronaut, a clown, a cowboy, a doctor, a judge, a succesful drug dealer, anything you think would make for interesting articles, let me know. And I will consider it, mock you for coming up with such a stupid, preposterous idea, then probably write it anyway.

In the ever-so-likely event that no one responds to this, I will just continue to do what I’ve been doing, and writing on whatever comes to mind 20 minutes before the post is requested to be done.

Peace out

-the GuRu

[Editor’s note: This is only the second time we’ve had the chance to use the “Irony” tag. Can’t say how thrilled we are.  Thanks Paul!]

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Baseball, Irony, and Christopher Guest

Mr. Thursday has long enjoyed the playoff games for most sports, especially baseball (a sport worth watching at any time), and after last night’s win, the St. Louis Cardinal’s are up 3 games to 1 over the Detroit Tigers. Having no affiliation with either of these cities, this website has no particular bias for or against either team, and because of this, we’re rooting as hard as we can in some sort of influential, astral plane kind of way for the Tigers.

The reasoning for this is that, if St. Louis wins, it’s the end of baseball until spring training in mid-February. If Detroit wins, there will be another game, and if Detroit wins that game, there will be the ever-dramatic Game 7. Mr. Thursday believes the More Baseball, The Better, and when our personal teams are uninvolved, we shall root accordingly.

Mr. Thursday is not a big TV watcher. He’s been on the Lost bandwagon since the first episode, and he’s been in on House since the season 1 DVDs came out, but there’s very little he actually bothers to pick up. Occasional episodes of the Daily Show with Jon Stewart and various reruns of half a dozen other shows, but none with any true dedication. Regardless, he stumbled across the heavily advertised and apparently lightly-watched Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip on Monday, and has to note and applaud the ever-so-rare use of irony on the show.

Studio 60 stars, among others, D.L. Hughley, a comedian and actor who Mr. Thursday is familiar with almost exclusively through The Original Kings of Comedy. This particular episode of Studio 60 feartures Hughley and Matthew Perry traveling to see a black comedian. The comedian’s act features what Hughley describes as stereotypical black comedian, talking about being unable to pay bills, about “bitches with big asses”, and you can assume the rest. Hughley flips out about his act. Mr. Thursday recognizes that the man on the stage was essentially repeating Hughley’s own act from Kings of Comedy, albeit toned down for TV.

Mr. Thursday wonders whether Hughley has matured and really feels this way right now, or if the writers for the show just have him going off on black stereotypes that Hughley himself started to create for the irony of it. Well, whether for the sake of irony or for maturation, this is irony which Mr. Thursday applauds wherever it may be found.

Finally, as part of the series of Volkwagon commercials, a significantly aged Christopher Guest can be seen playing guitar as Nigel Tufnel from Spinal Tap. Mr. Thursday is somewhat disappointed to see Guest, a favorite writer-director-actor, selling out a character from the Canon of Great Films for an extra buck. What’s more, Guest abandons that which made the character so mememorable by actually playing guitar well in the commercial, then making a joke obviously written by a car-commercial-script writer.

Because of this recent selling-out, for the first time ever, Mr. Thursday has begung to worry about the next Christopher Guest film, which we’ve been anticipating for two years, For Your Consideration. It has been Mr. Thursday’s practice to see Guest’s films as soon as they open, without even bothering to see the trailer for the film, which usually has to be sought to be viewed. But our new commercial-related doubt about whether Guest still has it (it being humor, mostly), for the first time, we’ve found ourselves at six AM, on Apple, watching the trailer. Our reaction?


Mr. Guest, our hat’s off to you. Make all the car-money on the side you’d like, as your newest film looks as promising as anything you’ve ever done.

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