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James Talarico’s Campaign Is Shattering Evangelical Minds — Here’s Why Nobody Saw This Coming!

Ever wondered how the chaotic swirl of global headlines—from surprise diplomatic jabs to seismic shifts in media landscapes—can still find a heartbeat in the chaotic rhythm of your weekend scroll? Well, buckle up, because this week’s “Out on the Weekend” isn’t your usual light read. We’re tracing the echoes of history, like those stirring CBS radio broadcasts during WWII, to the sinking feeling of a fading era as CBS News Radio calls it quits. And if that’s not enough to make you pause mid-coffee sip, there’s a whopping dinosaur shin bone unearthed that’s basically screaming, “Size does matter”—at least 74 million years ago. So, why does all this matter to us now? Maybe because in the twists and turns of politics, media, and ancient bones, lies a story of surprise, survival, and the stubborn clinging to legacy in a world that just keeps shifting beneath our feet… Ready to dive into the mix of triumphs, tragedies, and some downright weird prayers from Texas? Let’s roll. LEARN MORE

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Out on the Weekend

(Permanent Musical Accompaniment to the Last Post of the Week from the Blog’s Favourite Living Canadian)

Congratulations to the president of the United States. The prime minister of Japan, Ms. Sanae Takaichi dropped by, and, well, it just gets better and better. From NBC News:

Asked by a reporter why the U.S. didn’t tell Japan or other allies about its decision to strike Iran before it did so, the president said: “We went in very hard and we didn’t tell anybody about it because we wanted surprise. Who knows better about surprise than Japan? okay, why didn’t you tell me about Pearl Harbor? You believe in surprise, I think, much more than us.”

The 25th amendment is a joke.

During the beginning of World War II, CBS radio reports from London went a long way toward convincing America that the fight against the Nazi war machine was, indeed, our fight. There was no television. This was as immediate as media got. You could hear bombs falling all over London. It launched a whole raft of towering journalism careers, including those of Edward R. Murrow and Walter Cronkite. And now, as another sterling highlight of the Bari Weiss era at CBS News, the radio service will be no more. From NPR, ironically:

“Radio is woven into the fabric of CBS News and that’s always going to be part of our history,” CBS News editor-in-chief Bari Weiss said in delivering the news to the staff. “I want you to know that we did everything we could, including before I joined the company, to try and find a viable solution to sustain the radio operation.”

Not given the company’s other new obligations—like giving Erika Kirk a town hall, or gutting 60 Minutes, or making nice with half the “influencers” on the starboard bilges of the Internet.

On Facebook, Dan Rather said it better than anyone else has the credibility—the “holes in his T-shirt,” as the late Max Cleland used to say—to talk about what has been lost in this latest move.

The end of CBS News Radio breaks my heart.

CBS News Radio was my first source of electronic news and my ear on a rapidly changing world, far from my boyhood bedroom in Texas. With no visuals, it was up to the early CBS correspondents to take you there, and oh, did they, with such vivid descriptions it made you feel as though you were walking through the rubble in London during the Blitz.

Those early correspondents were magnificent writers. Their words written in the heat of battle, literally, had me transfixed, and convinced me at a young age to be a reporter.

Ed Murrow, Charles Collingwood, Eric Sevareid, Walter Cronkite, Richard Hottelet, and many others pioneered electronic journalism on CBS Radio during World War II. Murrow’s accounts of German bombs falling on London became the gold standard of news broadcasting. His famous opening words of “This is London” and his sign off “Good night and good luck” still give me chills.

These correspondents were my heroes, my reason for a life-long love of reporting, and later, my mentors. I had the good fortune to join CBS News and for a time, work with these great men. Together we formed what I hope will be remembered as a great radio and television news organization that was proud to do tough reporting, speak truth to power, and deliver the news as best we could to the American people. It all began with radio. CBS News radio. To all my friends who have worked and still work there, thank you, your efforts will be sorely missed.

Vandalism by spreadsheet. It’s the latest thing.

Weekly WWOZ Pick to Click: “Curtain Is Coming Down” (Loose Cattle): Yeah, I still love New Orleans.

Weekly Visit To the Pathé Archives: Here, from 1966, is the story of Pickles, hero dog. Some swiped the World Cup trophy in London. Out for a walk with its owners, David Corbett, who briefly came under suspicion himself, Pickles found the trophy wrapped in newspaper. Magically, England won the World Cup that year. Pickles lived a celebrated life in retirement, including appearances in a couple of movies, until his tragic death in 1967, when his choke chain lead got tangled in some branches while he was chasing a cat.

Down in Texas, James Talarico’s campaign for the Senate is breaking the tiny brains of the members of America’s evangelical for-profit ministry. Talarico has made a point that a lot of the whited sepulcher belongs to a form of Christianity that has dispensed with what Jesus reportedly said and did, according to the Gospels. This has prompted various radio Pharisees and podcast Sadducees to declare that Talarico is not only a (shh!) Democrat, but also, perhaps, maybe the Antichrist his own self. We’d all have been so much better off if John of Patmos had sent out for gyros and ouzo every now and then.

Anyway, here are these two dudes, Joshua Haymes & Brooks Potteiger, praying for, ah, direct action to resolve the situation.

“I pray that God kills him. Ultimately, that means killing his heart and raising him up to new life in Christ … If it would not be within God’s will to do so, stop him by any means necessary.”

Potteiger, by the way, is the beloved pastor of Secretary of Talking About War Pete Hegseth. Have a nice weekend.

Discovery Corner: Hey, look what we found! From the Jerusalem Post:

Archaeologists working off the coast of Libya have identified an underwater “ship graveyard” near the ancient Greek city of Ptolemais. The seabed is littered with debris that points to repeated maritime disasters along a hazardous approach to the port. The scatter of wreckage extends for more than 100 meters and suggests several vessels went down over a long period. Rocks near the surface made the approach treacherous on what was once a busy harbour and trading hub in Cyrenaica, according to The Libya Observer.

The underwater landscape preserves elements of the port itself. Columns, roads, and ancient anchors are now partially submerged. Researchers describe rising Mediterranean Sea levels, seismic subsidence, and coastal collapses that inundated sections of the waterfront and its infrastructure over time.In the sea, the team has recovered Roman scales known as aequipodium used in trade, amphorae, cargo remnants, coins, and even crystallized wine. A Roman milestone from the third century CE underscores the port’s integration with overland routes and imperial administration.

Sounds to me like a few of the ancient mariners partook of some of the wine before it crystallized.

Hey, Smithsonian, is it a good day for dinosaur news? It’s always a good day for dinosaur news!

The ancient bone came from the Kirtland Formation, a fossil site in the San Juan Basin, and researchers suspect it belonged to a tyrannosaur. Tyrannosaurs were a broad group of meat-eating dinosaurs that emerged around 170 million years ago, but didn’t give rise to massive animals like those in the Tyrannosaurus genus until tens of millions of years later. (T. rex, for instance, roamed the Earth starting about 68 million years ago.) Many tyrannosaurs before then may have been roughly human-size.

That’s why the newly uncovered shin bone, or tibia, came as such a surprise. It belonged to a massive creature, as it measures nearly 38 inches long and about 5 inches in diameter. That’s more than three-quarters the size of the equivalent bones on one of the largest known T. rexes, Sue, who’s housed at the Field Museum in Chicago. The fossil’s location in the rock layers led researchers to date its owner to 74 million years ago, which corresponds with the Late Campanian age.

That is a major shin bone. Imagine the size of the kneebone to which it was connected, and the size of the thighbone to which the kneebone was connected, and the size of the hipbone to which the thighbone was connected, and the size of the backbone to which the hipbone was connected, and the size of the neckbone to which the backbone was connected, and, finally the size of the head-bone to which the neckbone was connected. With any luck, dem bones ain’t gonna rise again, but that whole thing made me happy, and that’s why they lived then.

I’ll be back on Monday for whatever fresh hell awaits. Be well and play nice, ya bastids. Stay above the snake-line and wear the damn masks, and take the damn shots, especially the boosters and any New One. In your spare time, spare a thought for all the people in ICE detention, and the victims and their families in the Tumbler Ridge school shooting in Canada, and for the shooting victims in Austin, and in Michigan, and in Virginia, and for the brilliant journalists of The Washington Post, and for the citizens of the occupied cities of Minneapolis and South Burlington, Vermont, and for all the people suffering from the severe cold brought by the current polar vortex, and the people in the flooded areas of southern Africa, and in the flooded areas on Oahu, and in Ireland, and in the flooded areas of Brazil, and for people suffering from the outbreaks of measles, a particularly brutal flu, and Legionnaire’s disease outbreak in Harlem, and for our LGBTQ+ citizens, who deserve so much more from this country than they’re getting.