It would be hard to say which is more chaotic at the moment: the Trump administration or the Sixers’ front office. Between Joel Embiid’s striptease, Jahlil Okafor’s in-and-out, Ben Simmons’s healed/not-healed foot and Bryan Colangelo’s — hell, who knows what Colangelo is doing? — these guys are managing to make Team Trump look organized. Which is why it warmed our hearts to hear T.J. McConnell stand tall after the Sixers spanked Charlotte on Monday — in a game in which Hornets guard Nicolas Batum had guaranteed victory — and announce to the world: “We don’t mean any disrespect, but you’re not gonna overlook us. We’re not a guaranteed victory for the other team, and you know, if you guarantee something, you better back it up. So we’re a damn good team, and we just gotta keep fighting.” And then he got a haircut. Mic-drop. Done.
When I was a kid, I had an elderly widowed uncle who every Christmas bought each female in the family — and there were a lot of females in our family — three pairs of nylon stockings, nestled into pretty hosiery boxes from Wanamaker’s. We never really talked about how peculiar this was. (I mean, stockings are pretty much underwear.) But the invention of nylon by a DuPont scientist — it was patented 80 years ago today — changed the world, and clearly had a big impact on Uncle John, for whatever reason. (One theory was that he had a crush on a hot clerk in the hosiery department.) Here, in recognition of that 80th anniversary, are 11 things you might not know about nylon. Read more »
You’re right, you’re right; it’s annoying to rearrange your whole schedule because the weather people warn of an impending Snowmageddon. And yeah, it’s totally aggravating to wake up in the morning and find — wait. What? Where the f@#$’s the snow? But think about it: hardly any shoveling! Ten minutes to dig out the car! No kitchen filled with soppy discarded boots and mittens! You could drive to the store to buy soup fixings (or, you know, wine)! And you got to feel that frisson of delectable guilt that comes from knowing you could have made it in to work but didn’t — just as enjoyable now as when you were 10 and staying home from school. Not to mention how pissed we’d all be if said weather people told us an inch of snow was coming and we wound up with a foot and a half.
It’s been more than three years since Amy Reed went into a hospital in Boston for a simple operation to remove her uterine fibroid. But there was nothing simple about what happened to her next: Her surgeon used a medical device that spread an undiagnosed cancer throughout Reed’s body. The Bucks County mother of six — a physician married to a physician — has been battling ever since to discredit the FDA process used to approve that medical device, known as a laparoscopic power morcellator. On Wednesday, the Government Accountability Office issued a report that agreed: The FDA system failed. Read more »
I’m glad the Sixers are almost respectable now, and I’m loving following Villanova’s men’s basketball team, except for one thing: the car commercials. I guess because the audiences for sporting events are largely male, auto manufacturers don’t seem to have me in their sights when they brainstorm creative concepts.
I can remember clearly when shopping for a car was just a matter of being able to withstand that simpering, simpleminded Toyotathon Jan. She’s still going strong, but she has competition now from Matthew McConaughey, who’s having deep, cryptic thoughts while sitting in the backseat of his Lincoln in a one-minute commercial directed by the cinematographer for The Dark Knight (oooh!) and filmed on a glacial plain in Iceland (ahhhh!). Oh, sure, he’s cool now, but remember when he was just a stoner playing naked bongos? Also, he says we should all “embrace” Donald Trump, which even some Republicans would balk at. Guess that’s what happens once you start driving really expensive cars. Read more »
Last Friday was Wing Bowl 25. That’s right — a whole quarter-century of the leering men, lewd women, vomit and unbridled appetites that are the love child of Angelo “Hack Up That Goober Already” Cataldi and Al Morganti. (An ESPN story on Wing Bowl once called it “The Worst Event Ever.”) You remember Cataldi. He’s the guy who flipped out about Ray Rice’s “horrific” attack on his fiancée, demanded that feminists address it, and then called Daily News columnist Ronnie Polaneczky “a bitch who needs an enema” on the air. All class. Anyhow, in an interview with Philly Mag last year, Cataldi said even he and Morganti have “grave misgivings” about Wing Bowl by now and more or less promised he’d retire this year, which could mean we just witnessed the Last Wing Bowl Ever. Which would be a blessing. We’ve moved way beyond this kind of crap as a city. Time to let it die.
Tomorrow, February 4th, is the 271st birthday of the most famous Polish figure in American history, Andrzej Tadeusz Bonawentura Kościuszko (a.k.a. Thaddeus Kosciuszko), the dashing, handsome Revolutionary war hero whose national memorial stands at the corner of 3rd and Pine. Here are 11 things you might not know about him. Read more »
Okay, okay: It’s disconcerting when the president of the United States lies, even if, like Donald Trump with his yuge inauguration crowds, he may just be delusional. Hey, the guy is used to looking at things and thinking they’re bigger than they are. But in these fraught times, it’s more important than ever to, um, keep a sense of perspective. Here are nine other (bipartisan) occasions on which presidents lied to the American people, all without ending the Republic as we know it. Which isn’t to say the truth doesn’t matter — or that history doesn’t have a way of seeing it come out. Read more »