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Didnt think Bosnians were the radical Muslims.  (Feb 7, 2015 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

#93: A St. Louis-Style Pizza from Frank & Helen's Pizzeria

The pizza in this picture looks overdone to me  (Feb 5, 2015 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

RAMS just lost a fan !

Rams cannot leave for LA fast enough for me..... from the Michael Sam circus that the Rams willingly participated in (still trying to wash the image of that Sunday afternoon prime time male on male kiss out of the minds of my children) to Michael Brown .. this has just been too much politics for me. Do not let the Arch hit you in the ass on the way out.  (Nov 30, 2014 | post #2)

St. Louis, MO

Darren Wilson Supporters Crowdfund ‘#PantsUPDontLOOT’ Fer...

http://stlouis.cbs local.com/2014/11/ 18/darren-wilson-s upporters-crowdfun d-pantsupdontloot- ferguson-billboard / I would have preferred #HandsUpDontRobMe  (Nov 18, 2014 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

Reuters Calls Delmar Loop "Downtown St. Louis" in Report ...

Celsius chic  (Nov 17, 2014 | post #2)

St. Louis, MO

Bill McClellan: 'Makings of You' is homecoming for direct...

He went to work for the studio and became a music video director. He also developed a worldview contrary to the nomadic ways of Los Angeles: “Stay in one place and the whole world will spin around you.” So it seemed to. He left the studio and formed his own production company. He continued to do music videos. “Anybody somebody like me might have heard of?” I asked when we were having breakfast at Billie’s Fine Foods on South Broadway the other day. He thought for a moment. “Barbra Streisand,” he said. We were having breakfast because Amato is in town for the St. Louis International Film Festival. In fact, a film he wrote and directed kicks off the festival Thursday night. The film is “The Makings of You,” and it was the first of the five screenplays he wrote when he got to Los Angeles. The film was shot in St. Louis in the summer of 2013. Originally, it was going to be shot in Brooklyn at Heath Ledger’s behest. Ledger, of “Brokeback Mountain” and “Dark Knight” fame, was one of the people who spun into Amato’s orbit in Los Angeles. They became partners in the production company. After Ledger’s death from an overdose of prescription medicine, Amato decided to search for a new location. Eventually, he settled on his hometown. There was a role for a poet in the film, and Amato happened to meet a cousin of real poet Henry Goldkamp at Subterranean Books in the Delmar Loop. Why not use a real poet? If you have heard of Goldkamp, it’s probably from his project, “What the Hell is St. Louis Thinking.” For that project, he put 40 typewriters throughout the city. People were invited to anonymously type out their thoughts. Why typewriters? Because Goldkamp has a thing for them. He thinks they are an extension of a person, more so than a computer. Also, symbolic of the city. Old and seemingly obsolete, but in truth, still working just fine. Bill McClellan is a columnist for the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. Read his columns here.  (Nov 16, 2014 | post #2)

St. Louis, MO

Bill McClellan: 'Makings of You' is homecoming for direct...

'Makings of You' is homecoming for director Matt Amato Jay R. Ferguson and Sheryl Lee star in River City romance that opens St. Louis Film Festival. Read more Arturo Benassi was the child of immigrants from northern Italy. He was raised in a small town in Illinois. He came to St. Louis to try his chances in the city. He saw the future — typewriters! — and seized it. He founded the St. Louis Typewriter Company. He did not make typewriters. He sold and repaired them. His store was downtown in the days when downtown was the place to be. He became successful. He joined the Missouri Athletic Club. He was on boards of various hospitals. He was active in civic and charitable organizations. He and his wife and two daughters lived in south St. Louis. St. Gabriel’s parish, to be exact. Alfonso Amato married Beatrice, the oldest daughter. Perhaps he could have gone into the typewriter business, but he preferred physical therapy. He became successful. He had a string of therapy centers. (Beatrice was a speech therapist.) Alfonso was president of the American Physical Therapy Association. Alfonso and Beatrice had three children and raised them in Warson Woods and then Creve Coeur. Matt is the oldest of the three. He is 47. He graduated from Priory in 1985 and then attended St. Louis University before transferring to Columbia College in Chicago for film school. His parents were supportive but concerned that the career path was uncertain. Their concerns were not allayed when Matt dropped out of school to work as a production assistant for various film projects in Chicago. Still, he was making a living, albeit barely. Then he was injured while riding a motor bike. He received $10,000 in an insurance settlement. Finally, a stake. He decided to leave Chicago and try his chances on the coast. But which coast? He flipped a coin. Heads to New York, tails to California. The quarter came up tails. He wanted to be a screenwriter when he got to Los Angeles, but it is a hard business to break into. He had a series of odd jobs. He became a driver for the American Film Institute. He would pick up foreign filmmakers at the airport and drive them around. He worked for a film publicity company. He lived a writer’s life. That is, he would see people — a woman on a bus with a black eye and two small children — and he would invent a story about her. He wrote five screenplays. They gathered dust. But there were other ways to make a living in the industry. Computers — the curse of his grandfather — made film editing accessible. It was no longer the arduous process he had studied in Chicago. He could edit at home. He proposed a documentary for a band and sent it to a studio. The studio called and invited him to come in. When he arrived, a man told him they were accepting his proposal and gave him a check for $30,000.  (Nov 16, 2014 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

McClellan: What the heck just happened? (part 2 of 2)

Do you think we’ll ever be able to raise taxes to fight another war? I doubt it. Once people get accustomed to getting something for nothing, it’s hard to convince them they should pay for it. Except air. I remember when air was free. You’d go to a gas station and the attendant — yes, there were attendants — would check the air in your tires. If the air was low, he’d pump some in. No charge! Yes, air was free. It remained free even in the early days of self-service gas stations. Now, of course, we have to pay for air. News is free, but air costs money. Young people don’t think twice about it. Only the old geezers who run newspapers and bought into the free website idea remember free air, and they pay without complaint. They don’t want to be seen as old geezers. However, they want to do something about the newspaper industry. Heroically, but belatedly, I’d say. I am, of course, sympathetic with them. I remember the old days fondly. What a thriving industry we once were. What fun we had. So much fun we didn’t notice the meteor screaming down. “The Internet? What Internet? I’ll have one more, Athena, and then I have to head back to the paper and write a column.” Those days are gone, but maybe online subscriptions will save us. My fingers are crossed.  (Nov 11, 2014 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

McClellan: What the heck just happened?

I received a number of emails Sunday morning from readers complaining that they can no longer read the column online without either an old-school subscription or an online subscription. Several asked what I think of this development. Let me sort through my feelings. Years ago, a wise friend predicted that the Internet was going to cause great damage to newspapers. You’re going to lose classified ads, he said. I was dismissive. Not everybody has a computer, I said. He shook his head and told me I didn’t understand business. If you and I have a clothing store and somebody opens up another clothing store near us, they don’t have to take away all of our business to put us under, he said. He was right. Classified ad revenue, once the great engine that drove our business, has pretty much dried up. People no longer wait for the Sunday paper to look for used cars, apartments, jobs and so on. (If you are one who does, thank you, and please disregard that last sentence.) Then came websites. I can’t remember when we started one. I was, and remain, a dead-tree edition subscriber. But like most other newspapers, we started one, and suddenly, people could read the news for free. It was as if a restaurant started giving away food. But only to diners who said they were online diners. The loyal customers who’d been coming to the restaurant for years still had to pay. Why would somebody come up with this sort of a business model? I suspect it was because newspapers were run by people in their 50s and 60s. They didn’t understand the Internet any more than I did, but they didn’t want to admit it. They didn’t want to look like the old geezers they were. They wanted to embrace the future. They wanted to be change agents, stakeholders. So people no longer had to subscribe. They could read the paper on their computers. They could even comment. What’s more, they could do it all in their cubicle at work! To make matters worse, we put teasers to the website in the paper. “Read more at stltoday.com.” It was as if the non-paying readers were part of an exclusive club. How did that make subscribers feel? What do you think happened to subscriptions? Exactly! And not just here, but all around the country. With revenue shrinking, staffs were downsized. Some newspapers went bankrupt. (The company that owns this newspaper has been in and out of bankruptcy.) Once well-regarded newspapers such as the Rocky Mountain News and the Seattle Post-Intelligencer folded completely. Many ceased seven-day-a-week publication. Others cut back on delivery. If you subscribe to the Cleveland Plain Dealer, you get a paper four days a week; the Detroit Free Press, three days a week. How does one reverse the tide? Why not charge on-line subscribers? That makes sense to me, but we live in an age of Entitlement. We are all about free lunches. Think of all the people who want to fight wars (not personally) and cut taxes. It’s expensive to fight wars. Somebody has to pay for these things, right? Wrong! Seventy years ago, people believed in shared sacrifice. They went along with rationing. They had victory gardens. We are beyond that now. I remember in the early days of the Iraq War, a sign outside of Camp Pendleton: “The Marines have gone to war. The rest of the country has gone to the mall.”  (Nov 11, 2014 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

McClellan: A cop's wife waits and worries part 2 of 2

So you separate yourself from your work. Lots of people do it. But it is not easy for Elizabeth to separate herself from her husband’s work these days. The clouds that hang over the St. Louis region are especially dark over the homes of police officers and their families. A storm is coming. No one knows how bad it will be. “I am stressed out,” said Elizabeth. For weeks, rumors have swirled about the grand jury’s investigation into the shooting death of Michael Brown. Mostly, the rumors say there will be no indictment against Darren Wilson, the Ferguson police officer who shot him. It’s as if the sword of Damocles hangs over the region. Recently, protesters raged at the St. Louis County Council. “If Darren Wilson gets off, you all better bring every army you all have got. ’Cause it’s going down,” one speaker shouted. After Brown was shot in August, the unrest that captivated the nation was mostly centered on a small strip of West Florissant Avenue in Ferguson. If there is more unrest to come, will it be confined to Ferguson, or will it be more widespread? Maybe it will come to Clayton, the county seat where the grand jury is meeting. Already, there have been marches in Clayton. Elizabeth is not only worried about potential trouble in Clayton. She said she senses a fierce hostility toward police officers. She talked about computer hackers who were posting home addresses of officers online. Family information, too. Terrifying stuff. (Elizabeth and Joe are not their real first names.) I told her the general public seems strongly in support of the police. At least, that’s what my emails and phone calls would indicate. People are angry that people are angry. It’s a mess. I asked if she didn’t notice the same thing from her friends, that people are supportive of the police. She shrugged and said that she and her husband mostly hang around with other police families these days. She’s also unhappy with the media. “Peaceful protests,” she said sarcastically. Although Joe was not sent to Ferguson during the unrest, many of his friends were. They talked about people taunting them and throwing things at them. Even the sound of gunfire. Hardly peaceful. Yes, I said, we were fortunate it didn’t turn into Kent State. The police were more disciplined than were the National Guard. As bad as it might have looked to the world, it could have been much worse.  (Nov 7, 2014 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

McClellan: A cop's wife waits and worries part 1 of 2

Elizabeth was in law school and waiting tables at a Pasta House when she met Joe. He was waiting tables, too. He was an interesting guy. Smart and funny and idealistic in a quirky kind of way. His dad was a doctor, but Joe wanted to be a cop. He had graduated from Southwest Missouri — now Missouri State — and then had gone to the police academy in St. Charles. He was out of the academy and waiting for a job offer when he met Elizabeth. He didn’t want to be a big-city cop, and he didn’t want to be a federal agent. He wasn’t looking for anything glamorous. He got on at a small municipality in west St. Louis County and then he moved to a town in Jefferson County. By then, Elizabeth was out of law school. She and Joe got married. That was in 2002. A couple of years later, Joe got a job on the Clayton Police Department. Pleasantville, I like to call it. It’s an interesting place to be a cop. It’s a generally well-to-do community where citizens can be a pain in the neck. They expect a certain deference, a certain level of service. And while there are no ghettos in Pleasantville, it is close enough to some tough neighborhoods that street crime occasionally spills over. Maybe 100 years ago, tough neighborhoods meant poor Irish neighborhoods. Now it means poor black neighborhoods. We all understand that. Certainly, the cops do, but in addition to being a well-to-do place, Pleasantville is essentially liberal. Protect us from street crime, but don’t do any racial profiling. Challenging orders aside, it’s a nice place to be a cop. Of course, being a police officer anywhere is potentially dangerous. A seemingly routine traffic stop can be deadly. Plus, Joe has had some tough assignments. He was one of the cops who responded to a home invasion in progress on an exclusive private street a few years ago. That scared Elizabeth. Mostly, though, she puts dark thoughts out of her mind. For that matter, her own job is dark. She works in family law. That means divorces. It is odd to spend your work days sorting through the rubble of other people’s marriages, and then come home to a husband and two small children. A perfect family. Only a divorce lawyer knows how fragile they are.  (Nov 7, 2014 | post #1)

St Louis County, MO

7-year-old dies in house fire; sister, grandmother escape

http://www.stltoda y.com/news/local/c rime-and-... No mention of parents at all. Funny, grandparents dont usually beget grandchildren, biologically  (Oct 21, 2013 | post #1)

Affton, MO

boy dies in mehlville house fire

http://www.stltoda y.com/news/local/c rime-and-courts/bo y-dies-in-mehlvill e-house-fire/artic le_17edef44-4c9f-5 2c2-a0f3-d6b6e18de e8e.html No mention of parents at all. Funny, grandparents dont usually beget grandchildren, biologically  (Oct 21, 2013 | post #1)

St. Louis, MO

Anybody remember HELEN'S pizza ????

I went to Helens on Hampton and Southwest, southwest corner in the 80s  (Jan 12, 2013 | post #157)

Affton, MO

Masked Gunmen Rob Affton Family Dollar

Not too many black males live in that area. Not an "impulse robbery".  (Dec 21, 2012 | post #1)

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