Frontier Editor
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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Communications or Media |
| Occupation | Editor |
| Location | Mid Atlantic, United States |
| Introduction | Fourteen years in the journalism biz, but don't let that stereotype about commie pinko bleeding heart liberal journalists fool you - I manage to disappoint conservatives and liberals alike. Whatever happened to common sense and rational thought? At least I'm not a neo-fascist, neo-Nazi or other political extremist. In fact, just about my entire political, social and metaphysical outlook can be explained in the movie "Blazing Saddles." My journalistic idols? Carl Kolchak (thus the profile pic) and Irwin M. Fletcher. As for my professional choice, it beats retail, restaurant management and scrambling around to fund graduate school. I'm also pretty smug after 30 years - I knew back in 1976 that everyone else would come around and agree with me that the Electric Light Orchestra was cool. Just listen to those Monster.com, Volkswagen and J.C. Penneys commercials. |
| Interests | Photography, history, scale modeling, politics, film, WWII Aircraft, a little of everything |
| Favorite Movies | Blazing Saddles, The Sand Pebbles, Mister Roberts, Sid and Nancy, Repo Man, The Bridges at Toko-Ri, Night of the Hunter, Matewan, Twelve O'Clock High, To Kill a Mockingbird, Paths of Glory, Dr. Strangelove, The Last Detail, Dogma, Silence of the Lambs, Unforgiven, Miami Blues, Grosse Pointe Blank, Chinatown, Miller's Crossing, Das Boot, Potemkin, The Man in the White Suit, The Year of Living Dangerously, Breaker Morant, Used Cars, Young Frankenstein, Dances With Wolves, Zorro the Gay Blade |
| Favorite Music | Steely Dan, Django Reinhardt, Paris Combo, The Kinks, Warren Zevon, Gershwin, Squeeze, ELO, Blind Faith, Neil Young, Richard Rodgers, Aaron Copeland, Barry Gray, George Clinton, Mark Knopfler |
| Favorite Books | The Sand Pebbles, The Caine Mutiny, Confederacy of Dunces, Red Dragon, All The President's Men, 1066 and All That, Hell in a Very Small Place, Fletch, Eagle Against the Sun |
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