Yesterday sucked, for sure.
General Stuck took cover here for a while when the Juice was going through one of its baggier phases, and it was great to have him around. Here’s him and me chewing the fat during the Weinerpaloozza a couple of years ago:
For a public person to walk around every day with a name like Weiner, you got to figure on something like this happening at some point, as kind of a latent big fuck you to a lifetime of Weiner jokes. self fulfilling something or other. Almost like he wanted the nightmare to end, or at least for sharing with all the rest of us. I know that’s kind of deep and my shrink license has expired. But the dude is just too smart to set himself up like this, without some freudian goings on at play.
Comment by General Stuck on 06/06/11 at 10:00 PM
General, Ms YAFB and I had a conversation earlier where I floated that very theory, based on his reported proclivity for making sometimes inappropriate dick jokes! I wasn’t using it as any sort of excuse, but she wasn’t buying it. ;)
Nominative determinism. You can’t explain that.
Comment by YAFB on 06/06/11 at 10:29 PM
YAFB, From my readings around the web, the lady folk out there aren’t having much to do with sympathetic theories not including Weiner as our current national villain. I can’t blame them much, him married and all. But some of us have to keep our cool wits and think this thing through as to why, so the nation can hopefully move on at some point. It’s a lonely task, but the sacrifice must be made.
Comment by General Stuck on 06/06/11 at 11:25 PM
Damn right, General. It’s a dirty job, but somebody’s got to do it. And by gum, we’re just the crew to pull it off.
I do harken back to the days when my every utterance didn’t sound like it was lifted from a Benny Hill script, though.
Comment by YAFB on 06/06/11 at 11:38 PM
I’m very grateful for John’s perseverence in figuring out what had happened to him.
As for Tunch, I was aghast when I saw John’s RIP thread, and was waiting for some sort of punchline, like Tunch is (not literally) dead because he ganged up with the girls to steal a prime cut of tuna or something. Then it pretty soon became apparent that the punchline wasn’t funny.
They’ll both be sorely missed, and my thoughts go out to those they left behind. Our Gus has been getting even more fuss than usual.