The Ever-Increasing Inflation of the American College Diploma

Via a tweet from Ted Leo–who is a veritable fount of information–I found out that eight original members of Sha Na Na hold advanced degrees. Eight. Don’t believe me? Click here.

And in case you don’t know who Sha Na Na were, they were kinda like a greasy Polyphonic Spree, but they wore wifebeaters instead of choir robes and moussed their hair within an inch of its life and sang doo-wop. So I guess, not at all like the Polyphonic Spree except that both bands have five thousand members.

Regardless, would you want to go to a school that gave one of these guys a doctorate? (Bowser excepted, of course; I enjoy his essays in The Economist.)

Another County Heard From: Skitch Hanson

I just received a telegram from Skitch Hanson. I mean, literally a telegram. Western Union and everything.

Does anyone know how much you tip a telegram guy? I gave him a couple bucks; too much or too little? 

I don’t know why Skitch chose telegram as his medium, but in any case, he wanted to let me know that he will be in spring training as well, visiting many camps in Florida and Arizona, and will be sending updates via his Twitter page (and presumably, not telegram).

So you can follow him at that link for updates from various camps, and follow Sean from Massapequa here for updates from the Mets in Port St. Lucie.

And while you’re at it, follow yours truly for exciting reply tweets to people you don’t know!

Sad Truths Department, YouTube Division

When you make a first-person video and post it to YouTube, you look like an idiot. Doesn’t matter who you are or what you’re talking about. YouTube has a special filter that makes all of its users look like delusional maniacs once posted online.

I suspected this for a long time, but now I have confirmed it. Because Francis Ford Coppolla has posted a YouTube video wherein he talks about his upcoming movie Tetro. And as you can see, the director of The Godfather and The Conversation and Apocalypse Now looks just as deranged and clueless as Tay Zonday or Kige Ramsey. That must make Robert Evans happy.

A potentially explosive collection of verbal irritants