Dennis Beyak is a wily old hockey broadcaster who does the play by play for the Jets. He has been around since before the invention of the jet engine. The old dog is likely on his last few laps around the NHL.
One thing about the guy is that he sounds like ‘Marvin the Martian’ from Merry Melodies cartoons fame. Beyak does not have a deep man’s man voice, but rather a high pitched squawk. Check it out.
Men’s adventure is a genre of magazines that had its heyday in the 1950s and 1960s. Catering to a male audience, these magazines featured glamour photography and lurid tales of adventure that typically featured wartime feats of daring, exotic travel or conflict with wild animals.
These magazines are generally considered the last of the true pulp magazines. They reached their circulation peaks long after the genre-fiction pulps had begun to fade. These magazines were also colloquially called “armpit slicks”, “men’s sweat magazines” or “the sweats”, especially by people in the magazine publishing or distribution trades.
Notable men’s adventure magazines included Argosy, the longest-running and best regarded of the genre, as well as Adventure, Real, True, Saga, Stag, Swank and For Men Only. During their peak in the late 1950s, approximately 130 men’s adventure magazines were being published simultaneously.
The interior tales usually claimed to be true stories. Women in distress were commonly featured in the painted covers or interior art, often being menaced or tortured by Nazis or, in later years, Communists. Artist Norman Saunders was the dean of illustrators for these magazines, occupying a position similar to that enjoyed by Margaret Brundage for the classic pulps. Many illustrations that were uncredited were done by Bruce Minney, Norm Eastman, Gil Cohen, Mel Crair, Basil Gogos, and Vic Prezio among others. Historical artist Mort Künstle painted many covers and illustrations for these magazines, and Playboyphotographer Mario Casilli started out shooting pinups for this market. At publisher Martin Goodman’s Magazine Management Company, future best-selling humorist and author Bruce Jay Friedman was a men’s sweat writer-editor, and Mario Puzo was a contributor before he became a well-known novelist.
Man’s Life 1950’s covers
The title of the Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention album Weasels Ripped My Flesh was borrowed from a man-against-beast cover story in the September 1956 issue of Man’s Life, and the title went through another permutation when filmmaker Nathan Schif made the horror feature Weasels Rip My Flesh (1979).
The CNN slogan has been around for eternity it seems. The voice in the promotion is that of actor James Earl Jones. Jones did the voice of Darth Vader in the early Star Wars movies. Darth was not to be trusted, he was a practitioner of the ‘Black Force’. A very evil thing. Jones has a great voice, but using an actor that is synonymous with Darth Vader is no longer such a good idea maybe.
CNN has been under attack from the right and conservatives for years now. They claim CNN preaches ‘Fake News’. They say the news network doesn’t do proper research and relies on too many anonymous sources, leakers. All news organizations rely on anonymous sources. These sources are vetted diligently by the reporters who communicate with them. If they lack credibility they are dropped.
During the Washington Post Watergate investigation ‘Deep Throat’, the source that provided some of the most integral information to the Post reporters Woodward and Bernstein, remained anonymous for decades. This anonymous source helped bring down Richard Nixon!
And then ignorant Star Wars fans who believe that it really is Darth Vader voicing the promo may get the wrong idea. How could a news network have real news when the evil master of the Empire is in cahoots with them?
I watch CNN, and I believe they do their due diligence when it comes to investigating stories. They do have many excellent journalists. In my humble opinion they do hound Trump with a little too much zeal from time to time. But Trump is like shooting fish in a barrel, he is so full of crap and so impetuous that he begs for criticism.
Trump loves Fox news, Fox news comes across as being run by Joseph Goebbels, the Nazi propaganda chief. They are so slanted and biased that it’s amazing how they continue to get millions of dotards to watch them. Fox is a conservative right Republican party advocate with no guilt. They pump out bullshit 24/7, any common sense is out the window. They lie about as much as Trump, well maybe not quite. Fox News is the real ‘FAKE NEWS’!
I find is somewhat ridiculous the way CNN, and all the other channels for that matter, have their reporters stand outside during hurricanes. They have to withstand 70 mph winds ans pelting rain. They just get soaked right through holding their mikes and battling the wind. I guess it’s all about ratings.
Below: Chris Cuomo is getting pounded in Naples, Florida.
One of the most enduring memories I have of Peter was his constant on air flirting with weather woman Claire
Peeta can stop taking his saltpeter before his newscasts. His lustful imaginings for Claire will only be dreams now that Claire is high-tailing it to the west coast. All strange things must come to an end. The flirtatious juvenile bantering between the senior newsreader and the bubbly climatologist will now have to be carried out privately via Skype.
Claire stated on air she is moving back to Vancouver to run a TV production company. 3,500 kilometres will separate the two puppy lovers. Good snoops out there should check Peter’s travel records over the next few months. He may become a frequent flyer to Vancouver. Or maybe they will meet at a discreet motel in Winnipeg, which is halfway between Vancouver and Toronto.
Depending on Peeta’s libido level (he will have the final say on who is hired) it is possible that the next weather reporter on the National could be another 35-45 year old cutie pie. And Peeta could start to make playfully romantic overtures once again.
In September 2012, the CBC senior management consolidated weather services, and moved Martin to CBC Toronto to work on the local supper-time and 10 PM national newscasts.
Now Claire is in the same studio as Peeta. It looks like they may get off their shifts at the same time. Maybe a nightcap in a hotel room down the street from CBC world headquarters. Or possibly Peeta has a private, fully furnished suite at world headquarters, with a wet bar? Oh, the possibilities are endless!
The constant on air flirtation between CBC news reader Peter Mansbridge and CBC meteorologist Claire Martin is annoying. Why don’t they just get a motel room? They could meet in Winnipeg as Claire is in Vancouver and Peter is in Toronto. 2500 miles apart. Winnipeg is dab smack in the middle of those two cities.
When weather time comes on during The National newscast Peter lights up like a horny schoolboy. Then Claire comes on and is all bubbly as she acknowledges PETA. Their eyes glow and the wide smiles are hilarious.
Peter is married to actress Cynthia Dale ( a former hottie in her own right) but I’m sure he would jump on Claire at the drop of a hat. If only it wasn’t for that 2500 miles. There is no information on Claire’s marital status. When Claire comes on it likely isn’t only Peter that is drooling, Chantal Hebert likely has dreams of Claire as well.
This flirtatious television relationship gets in the way of Claire’s weather forecasts. The juvenile banter is exasperating. Just let us know that it is raining in Vancouver and snowing in Calgary Claire. And Peter should think about his wedding vows when the feed from Vancouver approaches.
Peter likely goes home and watches clips of Claire. And I don’t want to imagine what he does to himself when he watches those clips. I think the Super 8 motel on Fermor by the East Perimeter would be the perfect thing for these two lovey doveys.