It’s kind of funny that the Son of Sam claimed the neighbor’s labrador was telling him to kill people. Oliver tells me to do stuff all the time, but mostly it’s “give me a treat” or “throw the ball” or “I want to go outside.” Of course, he doesn’t live in New York, so his tune could change if we moved.
Oh... Wisconsin, Thank You For Reminding Me Why I Left
True story: I met Russ Feingold in the summer of 1998 at the Tibetan Freedom Concert rally. (I was covering it in my first starfucker journalist gig.) I *loved* him as a Senator… let alone MY Senator (and this is soooooooo long before his sole vote against the Patriot Act). I was more nervous and excited to shake his hand than I was when I met the Beastie Boys or R.E.M. or any of my musical heroes.
So what did I say to him?
"You make me not ashamed to say I’m from Wisconsin… Of course, I’m from Brookfield — not my decision."
He laughed at my joke and was gracious and handsome and amazing and incredibly personable. Best part? I’ve yet to meet ANYONE who met Senator Feingold who didn’t think he wasn’t fantastic.
I’ve met a fair share of Senators since this and I can say that Russ was a cool guy, not a cool politician.