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From Susan Boyle to Janeane Garofalo

Monday, April 20th, 2009

For my column comparing Susan Boyle to Janeane Garofalo, please link here.

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/egolub/2009/04/19/from-susan-boyle-to-janeane-garofalo/

Below is another link on the subject.

http://michellemalkin.com/2009/04/20/janeane-garafolo-meet-katrina-pierson/

eric

Killing Hollywood Pirates one by one

Friday, April 17th, 2009

Piracy is out of control.

I am taking action. Visit Big Hollywood for the solution.

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/egolub/2009/04/16/killing-hollywood-pirates-one-by-one/

eric

The anti-tax, anti-tea morning after pill

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

April 15th is now in the rear view mirror.

I fought the good fight, but apparently my efforts at the anti tax tea parties failed.

Tea is still legal in America.

I showed up with my sign.

“I dislike taxes, but I hate tea. Death to Mint Medley! Death to Earl Gray! Death to Tetley!”

I tried to explain to people that this is a America, and that we do not drink sissy liberal beverages here. We drink beer, or in my case, soda. In fact, most things that rhyme with tea should be put under intense scrutiny, from trees to brie cheese.

Anyway, the bottom line is that America is simply divided on the issue. Like other complex moral issues, I never did get certain questions answered.

For one thing, when does tea actually begin?

Conservatives, who I pray never to catch drinking the stuff, insist that once it made at wherever it is, it is exists. From the moment it is conceived and put in that womb of a box that is placed on grocery shelves, it is tea.

Yet liberals argue that until it is taken out of the box, placed in a cup, and hot water is added to it, tea is unborn.

Now I know some extremist liberals will insist that until the tea actually breaks out of the tea bag and actually mixes with the water, no tea has been made. These zealots are out of control. Anybody who thinks that a tea bag sitting there ready to blend with the water, in the seconds before the water changes color, has not created tea in its full form, is insane.

Some people actually wait until after the tea is born to then throw the bag in the dumpster. This is barbaric. Every opportunity was given to throw the bag away before mixing with the water, but waiting until the tea is wholly formed and fully integrated into the society of water is clinically cruel.

I saw no discussion of this at any of the rallies. In fact, across the street from these so called protest marches, were places actually selling the stuff. What in the name of California is going on here?

I witnessed discussions, some animated, some calmer. I witnessed a diverse crowd. The disrupters claimed to be from the CCCP (Some Commie Pinko Derivative), but I think they were Tetley executives in disguise.

Yet nobody was throwing tea in the ocean. This was no revolution. This was a typical day in Santa Monica, although much colder and windier.

The police did not support the lawlessness, opting for coffee instead. While this is not much better, it is slightly better.

Does nobody drink soda any more? What has happened to America? Even the leftists wanted to join hands 20 years ago and sing about buying the world a Coke. Now it is dirt mixed with Evian.

Some young missionaries came to preach the Gospel of their Lord and Savior. They agreed with me on the anti-tea stance. They were also against drugs. We tried to get some drug addicts on the street some help, but they would not listen. One person insisted it was glaucoma medication they were taking, while another insisted that they had a prescription for the tablets that appeared to be an anti-histamine.

Well I know a thing about tablets. God gave them to Moses, and it did not sanction liberal pill popping in this land I love, especially when those drugs are mixed with beverages that change colors after being mixed.

We are losing the culture wars. I have done all I can do.

Some of the smell from the tea emanating from that vile store near the protest site wafted towards me. I contacted the Center for Disease Control, and they quickly arrived and gave me a morning after pill.

It may have looked like Pepcid AC or Pepto Bismol, but that was to keep the rest of the crowd from panicking.

I tried my best America. I let you down.

Tea still exists, and this administration will continue to allow it.

http://michellemalkin.com/2009/04/15/massive-tax-day-tea-party-usa/

Oh yeah, and taxes are too high.

eric

From Taxachusetts to Tim Geithner to Tetley Tea with love

Wednesday, April 15th, 2009

Outside of liberals, nobody likes April 15th. As we know, the reason they don’t mind taxes is because they often don’t pay them.

(For a list of tea parties and other events, the link below is provided and continuously updated.)

https://tygrrrrexpress.com/2009/04/events-announcements-and-link-love/

http://michellemalkin.com/2009/04/15/massive-tax-day-tea-party-usa/

Nevertheless, April 15th is not a day when I normally rant about taxes. Besides, we should all be in a good mood now that the NFL 2009 Schedule has been released as of yesterday. I have it memorized already.

Yet the anger in America is palpable, and it is often justified.

For too long, productive people have had to rip the leeches of the less productive from their wounded chests. The giant sucking sound that Ross Perot spoke about in 1992 was not about Mexico. It was about liberals stealing from conservatives in the name of fairness.

Conservatives are fighting back in the form of tea parties around America.

I am not sure if I will attend. I have to work, and am balancing several radio interviews. Also, to quote a comedian that did a fabulous imitation of Gilbert Gottfried promoting Tetley Tea…

“I hate Tea. Tea I hate. Tea is hot water with a bag in it, and the bag is urinating dirt. Waiter, get that bag out of my hot water. Also, why T? Why not call it L? L would have been good.”

Then again, a world with less tea would be a good thing, so I might throw some in the water to protest not just against taxes, but against tea as well. I might even throw a golf club to protest my distaste for golf. I just have to find a political angle, and somebody willing to part with a club.

I could even wear a sign that reads, “apolitical, I just hate tea.”

Then again, I really am political. The sign will need work.

My bigger concerns are that I still have not found a way to blame Palestinians, feminists, or other scourges for this situation. I will connect the dots faster then somebody can toss their Tetley.

(If you work for Tetley, please do not sue me. I don’t know a Mint Medley from an Earl Grey, and never wish to learn. Your competitors are just as useless to me, only your name is the only one I know from that catchy jingle you did years ago.)

Actually, radical feminist meetings and leftover tea often contain old bags, but that can wait for another time. Thank the heavens they do not support this cause. If they burn their bras I am leaving immediately.

To me tea is a liberal drink. It is elitist and snobby. Guys drink beer, or in my case, soda.

So for those of you in Taxachusetts drinking your dirt filled cup of water, just know that I scoff at your blue state beverage.

At least by tossing stuff in the ocean, we will be ticking off the environmentalists. Some good will come out of this.

So as we curse Tim Geithner and fight back against the pillaging and plundering liberals that act like Somali pirates minus the willingness to use force, just remember that tomorrow will be April 16th, and life will continue.

For that reason, I might skip the tea parties. With all of the people I have offended, who knows how many of them want to throw me in the river?

So to those who are offended by me, take the advice of the tea companies, and adopt the new slogan I just created for them.

Stick a bag in it.

eric

Happy Passover Shannen Doherty

Monday, April 13th, 2009

Excluding my present sexual administration, there is not a lovelier Republican brunette on the planet than Shannen Doherty.

The rumors are false. She and I are not back together.

Go to Big Hollywood for the truth.

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com/egolub/2009/04/12/happy-passover-shannen-doherty/

eric

Events, Announcements, and Link Love

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

This Sunday will be dedicated to events, announcements, and link love.

Most importantly, I wish a day of peace and happiness for those celebrating Passover and Easter.

Sunday, April 12th–This is the deadline for those who wish to register at Planet Social Sports to play in various leagues. I will be playing touch football, and may play kickball and softball as well. After the games, we all get together at the bar to eat and drink. This happens in several cities. Hazen Wilson runs the leagues.

http://www.planetsocialsports.com

Monday, April 13th–Larry Greenfield of the Claremont Institute will be moderating a foreign policy panel at the Luxe Hotel in Brentwood in Los Angeles. It should be a very stimulating discussion.

http://www.claremont.org

Tuesday, April 14th–From 4pm to 6pm PST, the NFL 2009 Schedule will be released. Memorize it.

http://www.nfl.com

Tuesday, April 14th–I will be a radio guest of Frank and Shane of Political Vindication at 7pm PST. I will be on for about an hour.

http://www.politicalvindication.com

Wednesday, April 15th–Get your taxes done, and then enjoy tea parties. They are everywhere.

Below is an extensive Tea Party Guide.

http://www.site.sacteaparty.com/Event_Schedule.html

The South Bay Tea Party at Dockweiler Beach will feature Tammy Bruce.

http://southbaytaxdayteaparty.typepad.com/

Long Beach Tea Party Info:

http://rosemarysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/lb-tea-party-is-on.html

Donald Douglas has his thoughts on the tea party revolt.

http://americanpowerblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/grassroots-tea-party-revolt.html

Thursday, April 16th–I will be a radio guest of CJ at Soldier’s Perspective at 5:30pm PST. I will be on for about 15 minutes.

http://www.soldiersperspective.us

Friday, April 17th–Operation Gratitude Comedy Night. Operation Gratitude  sends care packages to the troops.

http://ja-jp.facebook.com/event.php?eid=55231559906&ref=mf

http://www.operationgratitude.com

Saturday, April 18th–My friend Chad at the Grizzly Groundswell is receiving a prestigious blogging award in Chicago. He lives in Minnesota, and is a great source of info regarding the senate race there.

http://www.grizzlygroundswell.com

http://www.samadamsalliance.org

Sunday, April 19th–I will be a radio guest of Douglas Gibbs of Political Pistachio at 7pm. I will be on for about an hour.

http://www.politicalpistachio.com

Monday, April 20th–Matt Brooks, Executive Director of the Republican Jewish Coalition, will be speaking at the Sheraton Delfina Hotel in Santa Monica.

http://www.rjchq.org/Events/eventdetail.aspx?id=b4223eea-5914-4536-8d76-a0805556cb02

Tuesday April 21st–Evan Sayet is doing his monthly Right to Laugh night of politically conservative comedy at the Laugh Factory in Hollywood.

http://www.evansayet.com

Saturday, April 25th and Sunday, April 26th–NFL Draft at Radio City Music Hall in New York City.

Wednesday, May 6th–Andrew Breitbart will be speaking in Los Angeles to the Republican Jewish Coalition.

Andrew Breitbart runs the site Big Hollywood.

http://bighollywood.breitbart.com

I have just been accepted by Mr. Breitbart to contribute to his site. I am very pleased about this, and look forward to thanking him personally on May 6th. I will be posting sporadically, not daily. I will still be posting here daily. On Big Hollywood, I will only be writing entertainment related columns, although there will of course be a political angle.

In Mid-May, ata  date to be determined, I will be speaking to the Reseda-Tarzana Federated Republican Women’s Club. They have a monthly luncheon.

Thursday, May 28–I will be speaking to the Republican Jewish Coalition Reno chapter in Reno, Nevada, at 7pm, at the Atlantis Casino.

That concludes my announcements and events, but link love is now in order.

Nik Mouser has a great site, and a friend of his has a new book

http://www.amfreenet.com

http://www.kamalsaleem.com

For medical blogging, Edwin Leap offers insight.

http://edwinleap.com/blog/?p=325

Another Jewish Republican blogger has befriended the Tygrrrr Express. Check out Kenneth Davenport.

http://www.kennethgdavenport.com

The Tennessee Republican blogosphere has been very supportive of me. I will be doing a barnstorming tour of the state, most likely in October. For anything connected to Tennessee politics, check out the Blue Collar Muse.

http://bluecollarmuse.com

Debbie Lee has a great site dedicated to our best.

http://www.americasmightywarriors.org

For Mark Levin fans, this link was brought to my attention.

http://marklevinfan.com/?p=2408

Nathan Martin is part of the Ohio chapter of Vets For Freedom. He also has his own important projects going on.

http://www.nathanjmartin.com

Gary Graham is one of the many people at Big Hollywood that befriended me. In addition, he wrote a phenomenal column on the right to bear arms. He brilliantly breaks down the Second Amendment.

www.garygraham.com/bighollywood

For those looking to find a meal that fits the guidelines of being Kosher for Passover, check out your local Chabad or Hillel House.

http://www.chabad.com

http://www.hillel.org

The food at UCLA Hillel is especially tasty for those in Los Angeles.

http://www.uclahillel.org

My friend ran for Congress as a Libertarian. I just found out today. She would have made one hot Congresswoman.

http://projects.washingtonpost.com/2008/elections/tx/house/733/

Enough announcements. Enjoy the holidays. Then go buy my book. My home page has the link.

eric

Ideological Bigotry–My book is now available

Sunday, April 5th, 2009

All,

My book, Ideological Bigotry, is now in stores and available for purchase.

Ideological Bigotry is the hatred of people based on their political views. It is just as harmful as racial or ethnic bigotry, but gets less attention.

The book can be purchased through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, or through iUniverse.

http://www.iuniverse.com/Bookstore/BookDetail.aspx?BookId=SKU-000119573 freechatrooms

http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Ideological-Bigotry/Eric-Aka-The-Tygrrrr-Express/e/9781440133909/?itm=2

http://www.amazon.com/Ideological-Bigotry-Politically-Conservative-Left-Wing/dp/1440133905/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1238917332&sr=8-2

Below is the picture of the hard cover copy.

For legal reasons, I had to use a picture different than the one on my blog. Simply put, after much searching, I cannot find out who owns the rights to that picture.

Below are a couple of testimonials that will be found on the back cover.

“Many will find this reading highly charged, and most controversial. But hey, that’s what we have come to expect from Eric aka The Tygrrrr Express!”

Radio Host Armstrong Williams

“You don’t have to be a political ‘conservative’ or agree with every word in this book to appreciate Ideological Bigotry. In a society that professes to value tolerance and dissent, America has become infested with bigots who taunt, intimidate and even hate those who dare to disagree with them.  Eric exposes this evil in a witty and insightful manner that makes for very delightful reading.  Unlike many who beat you over the head about this problem, his wit and sense of ridicule are a welcome relief.  A great read!”

Ward Connerly—Chairman, American Civil Rights Institute

I am described as “politically conservative, morally liberal, and completely off kilter.”

If you would like me to come to your city to do a book signing, then invite me! I am arranging a book tour as we speak.

I am also available for television and radio interviews.

I had no say in the price of the book. As for free copies, please understand that if I gave the book away, this would not be a successful business venture!

I will be autographing copies of the hard cover version.

My goal is to visit all 50 states, so at some point, your hard cover book WILL be autographed.

If I left you out of the acknowledgments, again, don’t resort to verbal violence. Every person that I have ever corresponded with through the Tygrrrr Express has made it a special place.

After you have purchased the book, please let me know that you did so.

Lastly, just know that while I am the person who wrote the book, and writes the blog, every single one of you is what makes it worth while.

Thank you very much.

Now please go buy my book!

eric aka the Tygrrrr Express

Kukla, Fran, and Ollie Saturday

Saturday, April 4th, 2009

For two years I have been looking for any excuse to mention Kukla, Fran, and Ollie.

http://www.kukla.tv/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kukla,_Fran_and_Ollie

For the sake of full disclosure, while I knew it was a puppet show, I did not know exactly what it was. This was not the first time nor will it be the last time that I will have no idea what I am talking about. Some would say that goes for every column I have ever written, but then again those same people probably violate puppies and kittens.

Anyway, as a former stock trader, life can be stressful. Several years ago, one of the guys on the trading floor started screaming, “PBMMJ, Pep Boys, Manny, Moe, and Jack!”

How is a guy supposed to get some sleep on the trading floor when some other trader keeps screaming? For several minutes all I heard was “Manny, Moe and Jack, Manny Moe, and Jack! PBMMJ, Manny, Moe, and Jack!”

I thought I would have some fun and ease the tension. I began running around yelling, “KFO, KFO, Kukla, Fran, and Ollie, Kukla Fran, and Ollie, KFO, Kukla, Fran, and Ollie!”

Some of the traders began checking their research, while others began typing in the symbol KFO to check the charts. A couple of guys were so greedy that they thought they would save time by just buying the d@mn thing without any research. Whatever stock KFO was several years ago, you’re welcome. If the SEC needs to investigate any large blocks, guilty as charged.

One of the older guys was about to research the stock when he said, “Wait a minute…Kukla, Fran, and Ollie…wasn’t that a puppet show?”

I cannot repeat the expletives that were hurled at me upon this discovery.

Actually, I can, they went something like ?*!”:+&*!, also known as the word (redacted).

My dad had his own take on the matter.

“It was a stupid, moronic show.”

My mother was nicer.

“It was perfectly harmless.”

My father had his rebuttal, which resembled his original opening argument.

“It was a stupid, moronic show.”

His closing argument was equally pleasant.

Well I am bringing the show back today on Kukla, Fran, and Ollie Saturday.

Anyway, for those of you who would rather think about anything else, here are some sites that aired during the commercials of the show.

Actually, that is not true. However, consider this the commercials of my column. Check out these sites.

My Uncle Joey does business consulting. My endorsement of him does not in any way imply a reverse endorsement. However, for those that need top notch business consulting services, utilize him.

http://www.definityresearch.com

My friend Mare Mare has a cool music site. She is a brunette, and has in her life voted right of center.

http://www.theywillrockyou.com

My friend Laura also has a music site. Also, she is a Republican Jewish brunette.

http://www.laurawolfe.net

My friend Harold is doing real estate. He is a Jewish Republican. Yes he has brown hair, but don’t go there girlfriend (I learned that from Oprah).

http://haroldrosenthal.yourkwagent.com

Ok, enough commercials. Back to the program.

Now, given that in previous columns I pointed out that C3PO was gay, and posited the question of what would happen if he got in a fistfight with Wembley from Fraggle Rock, it is time to throw Kukla, Fran, and Ollie into the mix.

Fran was a tough woman. She could take C3PO.

Kukla and Ollie together still couldn’t take Wembley. Besides, they would all end up dancing and forgetting about the fight.

So if we could just ship old tapes and tape players with copies of these shows around the globe, there would be world peace.

Ok, 22 minutes has been spent on this derailed thought train. May you all have a pleasant Kukla, Fran, and Ollie Saturday. See you next time, back in 1957.

eric

Why Chesney Sullenberger Matters

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

Despite an avalanche of media attention, one person I have not spoken or written about it Chesney “Sully” Sullenberger.

Every time I try to condense my thoughts, I end up crying.

While the story of how he and his crew safely landed a plane in the Hudson River has been told over and over, it was an appearance on 60 Minutes that had me fully grasping his significance.

I had not watched 60 Minutes in years, but he was the feature story. I had to watch. Out of all of his appearances, this one was the most meaningful. He was asked why people were so drawn to this story.

His response was simple, truthful, and important.

“People need to feel good again. They need to feel a sense of hope.”

Times are tough. People are starving for good news. They do not need a ten course meal of it. They will settle for bread crumbs.

Throughout history, during tough times, various events have lifted us up.

Sometimes it is sports.

After 9/11, the New York Giants won with courage. So did the New Orleans Saints after Hurricane Katrina.

The 1980 Men’s Olympic Hockey team beat the Russians but it was not about hockey. It was about that America was truly in a malaise. Misery was widespread. People were doubting if America itself had no longer possessed the will to be the best. We were on the decline.

I remember being in New York several years ago when the city was really down. Then all of a sudden, baseball player David “Boomer” Wells did what only 16 pitchers have ever done in the Major Leagues. He pitched a perfect game.

David Wells was an overweight drinker and brawler. Yet as the New York Post pointed out, at any given moment, even a very imperfect man for a moment can be perfect.

I was in the city when this happened. New Yorkers of all stripes hugged and high-fived each other. They also did it when troubled Dwight “Doc” Gooden pitched his no-hitter.

I do not even like baseball. I certainly do not root for the Yankees. Yet the fact that people had their spirists lifted by what some people consider to be an insignificant event does not minimize that they felt better.

Yet sports events do not ever compare to real life. The most honorable thing a person can do is save a life. Saving one life is saving the world.

Sully Sullenberger saved 150 people. More importantly, not one person died. Not one.

When 60 minutes showed Sully reuniting with the passengers, that was overwhelming. Yet he also met their families. One woman thanked him for being the reason she was not a widow. Children thanked him for saving their parents.

Somehow he kept his composure. That steely eyed resolve was what turned a crisis that lasted less than five minutes from turning into a catastrophe.

There would be tragedy in the coming days. Yet not on the day Sully flew.

Several days later there was a plane crash in Buffalo. There were plenty of deaths. Even today we had two tragic plane crashes on the same day, spreading pain all the way from Montana to Tokyo. This only magnifies the need to hang onto Sully Sullenberger.

The bad news has got to stop, or at least slow down. The bleeding has got to stop. We desperately need to feel good again. We need to feel a sense of hope. We need good things to happen. The bad stuff will never stop, but at least let it take a break.

I remember a pair of mining incidents in the recent past. One took place in Pennsylvania. Nine miners that everybody thought were dead somehow survived. When the governor of Pennsylvania came on television, his words were magic.

“All nine are alive.”

I remember pumping my fists in the air, thinking that on this day, people would not be taken from us.

I just wish that the miners in West Virginia had the same luck.

Thirteen of them were trapped, and thought dead. Had the story ended there, it would have been awful, but what occurred next made matters far worse.

A report came out that said all but one of them had survived. One death was a tragedy, but 12 out of 13 alive was something. I pumped my fists again, and the families hugged each other.

The report was wrong. The numbers were backwards. All but one of them had died. One had survived. He was coughing badly, and may never be the same.

The families were devastated, and television viewers were crushed.

I have had it with bad news. I understand that good times cannot last forever, but bad times cannot and must not last forever either. In 2009, financial markets violently crashed. Foreign policy crises exploded throughout the globe. Unemployment reached levels not seen in a quarter of a century.

Yet for a few brief moments, people reaffirmed that this nation is made up of ordinary individuals who reach levels of greatness by just doing what they do.

For once, the media did not, and I hate to use this word, “sully” this man. No stories came out about him being an alcoholic, wife beater, or anything else that would tarnish this story.

I don’t care if stuff like that does come out. Nothing will ever minimize his heroic deeds.

Yet it is still refreshing to see that he truly does seem to be a person we can look up to. His wife loves him. So do his friends. So does his crew. He might be the real deal.

An angel named Sully Sullenberger took an entire nation on his wings. As his plane was crashing, in the coming days our spirits were soaring.

150 people may have worries about America, but they have a sense of perspective we will hopefully never see.

I personally had a health scare a couple of weeks ago. My appreciation for life is far greater than it was before my scare. I am fine now, and grateful.

I also know that most of what we deal with in life does not matter.

Life and death matters.

150 people are alive today because of one man. If these 150 people spread what they were given, the whole world truly could become a better place.

If evil can be spread, it should not be so farfetched to think that good cannot be an equally powerful wildfire.

We have our divisions with daily events, but when the chips are truly down, Americans truly do come together. We are better people than we give each other credit for.

We all have some Sully Sullenberger inside of us.

Sometimes it just takes the real Sully Sullenberger to remind us of this.

When we dig down deep, some special things happen.

Thank God for Chesney Sullenberger.

Get some rest Sully. Go play a round of golf or enjoy a good steak.

We will take it from here. You have earned some peace and quiet.

May good news come to all of us in abundance.

When it does come, let’s be ready with appreciation and gratitude.

For those who truly are ready, don’t wait. Make it happen.

We need good news. We need hope. We need to believe again.

God bless us all.

eric

The Eyes Have It

Sunday, March 15th, 2009

It is one thing to say something behind a man’s back. It is another to look into a man’s eyes.

When members of Congress debate legislation, and it passes, we are told that “the ayes have it.” Yet unfortunately, too many people voting with the ayes do not look at the people that they portend to help. They do not look into their eyes.

So many people across politics, sports, music, and other facets of life communicate without even needing words. Just look into their eyes. The message is crystal clear. While I never wish to imply that being an actor or an athlete is as consequential as defending and protecting America, there is a certain fierceness and seriousness of purpose that allow some to reach true levels of greatness in whatever they do.

Starting with acting, I have always admired Dennis Farina.

In 1985 and 1986, he played Lieutenant Michael Torello on a brilliant crime drama known as “Crime Story.” On Tuesday nights, I begged my dad to let me stay up late to watch it. I am still amazed to this day that the show only lasted two seasons. Torello grappled with Crime Boss Ray Luca in 1963 Chicago, and followed him all the way to Las Vegas and Latin America in 1964.

Ray Luca had a temper. When one of his lawyers tried to bring up a jurisdictional issue, Luca shot back, “Do I look lost?!!” The attorney calmly replied, “No. You look angry.”

The reason for Luca’s worry was because he knew not to underestimate Torello. Perhaps Farina played the role so well because he was a real life Chicago cop before turning to acting. In one scene, Luca is calling out for his henchman, “Paulie, I thought I told you to buy cheaper meat.” Torello then walks in the room, dumps Paulie on the table in front of Luca, and says, “You can’t get any cheaper than this.”

One of the very best scenes was when Torello has Prosecutor David Abrams hand Luca an injunction banning him from his own casinos. An angry Luca tries to throw the injunction in Abrams’s face, saying, “The hell I am banned!”

Torello takes over. “The hell you’re not! One step Ray…one step, into your own casino, to count your own money, drink your own booze, or bop one of your own broads, and you’re going to the joint! You want to start something tough guy? Start something with me.”

Neither man backed down, but when a subordinate mentioned to Luca that “Torello is a punk. He’s nothing.” Luca knew better. He calmly told the subordinate, “Torello is no punk. Try looking into his eyes some time.”

While Robert Deniro has the famous faces and stares, I still think Dennis Farina, from Crime Story to his stint on Law and Order, was a master at letting his eyes do the talking. That stare was real.

In real life, our soldiers capture my attention. It is one thing to carp from the sidelines. Look them dead in the face. Tell them what you feel. Then listen to them. Their presence is compelling.

www.greatamericans.com

www.soldiersperspective.us

www.theyhavenames.com

The War on Terror is an ongoing struggle. It is the determination to win this war that turned me from a casual admirer to a defender forever of President George W. Bush.

This is not about politics for me, although many of his critics let their politics prevent them from even showing him the slightest amount of humanity and decency. When he picked up the bullhorn on September 14th, 2001, I saw his goodness. On September 20th, 2001, his speech to Congress was when I saw greatness.

The reason why I love this man is simple. I looked into his eyes when he spoke, and I believed him. His sincerity never left him. In his final speech, he looked into the camera and said, “Some people went back to normal after 9/11. I never did.”

It is not about uttering powerful words. It is about sincerity. His predecessor and his successor are both more eloquent. Yet eloquence is no substitute for being heartfelt. Some people said stuff. He actually meant it. That shines through.

That is why, long after the irrelevant ones disappear, Ronald Reagan remains revered. “Tear down this wall,” was not a slogan or a platitude. It changed the world. Look at a videotape, and look in Reagan’s eyes when he delivers that line.

On a lighter political note, one set of political eyes that I will never forget is that of a Florida judge whose name I do not even recall. During the 2000 recount, one judge was so exhausted that his eyes bulged out when looking at a ballot. That look was lampooned on a potato chip commercial. The recount ended, and that Florida judge had his eyes put back in the sockets, similar to when cartoon characters expand and contract. The moment was lighthearted, but the context was significant.

Toughness is not just as simple as acting. It is also not as vital as issues of war and peace. Yet somewhere in between comes the world of sports.

Various eyes have lit up photographs forever. In baseball, Carlton Fisk hit the winning home run and then gazed at it, not in ego, but in wonder. Although that was only game 6, and his team would lose game 7, it remains a classic photo.

In hockey, Mark Messier was the heart and soul of the New York Rangers. Trailing the New Jersey Devils 3 games to 2, and on the road, Messier guaranteed victory in game 6. He then went out and delivered, becoming a one man ice equivalent of a wrecking crew. Down 2-0, and later 2-1, Messier scored 3 goals himself in the final period for a 4-2 win. After the Rangers won game 7, and then won an epic 7 game finals against the Vancouver Canucks, it was Messier looking into the camera that solidified the moment. He vowed. He delivered.

Yet a bigger hockey moment would be the 1980 Miracle on Ice at the Olympics in New York. Yes, the USA beat the Russians. Al Michaels asked if we believed in miracles. We did. Yet the sight of every American player trying to get on the stage was a sight. The Russian players looked on in amazement. The eyes of every player on both sides showed the world that something far more significant than sports had just happened.

Many people forget that the game was only the semifinals. In the finals the USA defeated Finland. Before the game, American Coach Herb Brooks showed the most powerful eyes in hockey history. He told his players before the game that, “If you lose this game, you’ll take it to your graves…your f*cking graves.”

Basketball conjured up only one man…Michael Jordan. Some say it was the flu, but others said it was food poisoning from a bad slice of pizza. Either way, a wobbly Jordan could barely walk in game 5 of the 1997 NBA Finals against the Utah Jazz. During breaks, Scottie Pippen would towel off Jordan’s head. With the game tied 85-85, Jordan got the ball and launched a 3 point shot with seconds remaining. Nothing but net. The announcer said the phrase that was said so many times when talking about Michael Jordan.

“There’s the dagger!”

Jordan collapsed on the bench, and put his head on Pippen’s shoulders. The Bulls won the championship in 6 games, and even more amazingly, in 6 appearances in the finals, the Bulls never lost. “The dagger” may have been the clutch shots, but I maintain that Michael Jordan had a pair of daggers where most people have eyes. I have never seen another athlete with a will to win that intense. Tiger Woods in golf and Pete Sampras in tennis have come very close, but Michael Jordan truly stood alone. His stare penetrated before his shot.

Yet the toughest game has to be football. Mike Singletary is legendary on film. The famous photo of the Chicago Bears defensive standout breathing cold air, staring down an overmatched opponent, was epic. I still remember him screaming, “We’re gonna be here all day baby! I like this kind of party!” He eventually went on to Coach the San Francisco 49ers. Make no mistake about it. The players know the coach is in charge.

Dick Butkus was famous for his bloody hands and hard hits. Yet Singletary had the eyes. Only one other player comes close. That is middle linebacker Ray Lewis of the Baltimore Ravens.

He dances before the game, and he screams intently, at his own teammates as well as the opponents. Before every game, he asks his teammates, “Any dogs in the house?!!!” They all bark back in unison. He instills fear from the opening snap. I have only seen one player ever truly get in his face. I still remember the playoff game between the Tennessee Titans and Baltimore Ravens.

“Ray Lewis is in Eddie George’s face, and Eddie George isn’t backing down!”

The Titans won that game, but when told about how tough Eddie George was (the two players tangled many times and had a deep mutual respect for each other), Ray Lewis reminded the sports reporters and America watching that, “Yeah, that play was a three yard loss for him.”

Very little in music approaches the visual intensity of sports. While rock music can be intense, pop music is often fluff. Either way, music is more auditory than visual, even with videos playing a role.

Yet the power of the eyes can translate into powerful music. Kylie Minogue sings, “It’s in your eyes.”

Jeff Healey is a blind guitarist. He sings about “Angel Eyes.” Yet blindness does not diminish his swagger. His other song that got airplay was “Confidence man.” “I can talk old ladies out of all their money, talk young girls into calling me honey, you know my love, is just a flim flam…yet you can’t pull the wool over me, cause I’m a confidence man.”

Slyvester Stallone will forever be famous for being Rocky Balboa, but even his intense stare had considerable help from rock group Survivor. The story about never giving up or giving in gets off to a rocking start from the first notes. Victory then awaits the person that has the “Eye of the Tiger.” Later on in Stallone’s career, he was an arm wrestler that would not give in. His look was amplified by Sammy Hagar singing “Winner Takes it all” in the movie “Over the Top.”

Third Eye Blind brought us “Semi-Charmed Life.” “I want something else, to get me through this, semi-charmed kind of life.”

Peter Gabriel gave an understated performance of “In your eyes,” for the movie “Say Anything.”

Aerosmith also did a powerful song called “Angel Eyez,” for one of their many movie soundtracks. Steven Tyler and Joe Perry have long been known for their facial reactions, especially Tyler. The word “eye” is often his battle cry, although it comes in the form of “ayayayayayayayayayay.” It sounds like Chasidic Jews chanting, although either louder or not as loud depending on the holiday or celebration.

For pure rock music, Def Leppard offers the most intense staredown with the song “Mirror Mirror.”

“Take a look into my eyes…tell me what you see…tell me is it true…when I look at you…tell me is it me…mirror mirror.” The song fades out with lead singer Joe Elliott crooning over and over again “take a look into my eyes.”

As for me, this Tygrrr once offered the song “Eyes of Rain.” A completely fictional (I wonder where these visions come from) story of a broken relationship descending into rage and violence (again, fictional thank God), it leads the story teller to lament, “Eyes of Rain…love is so insane.”

For those who care, he catches her with somebody else. At first he debates whether to kill her or kill himself in front of her. Instead he decides to destroy all their property so that they could both sit and see everything they ever worked for become rubble. I swear, in a past life, I had it bad.

I think about all of this because my first week in college brought conflict. A guy accused me of calling him a “d*ck” behind his back. I looked straight in his eyes and told him that I would never say something behind somebody’s back. I was a standup guy. I would say it to their face. Three times he made the allegation, and finally I told him for one last time that I would only say something like that to a guy’s face. He asked me how he could be sure I was telling the truth. I loudly replied, with everybody watching, “Simple, because you’re a d*ck!”

When all was said and done, his attempt to get me to back down was not happening. I knew everything was ok when I overheard him talking to his friends.

I doubt they watched Crime Story, but when one of them pointed out that I was no big deal, one of the other guys had another take on the matter. “Did you look in his eyes? He’s crazy. That guy doesn’t give a f*ck. I would stay out of his way.”

Like many people in this world, I doubt one word I said that night had any impact. The words were just icing on a cake made of ice itself.

He got my message. He looked into my eyes.

eric