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Pic of the Day: “Folks! What can I tell you about my next guest? This cat allowed himself to be adored, but not loved. And his success in show business was matched by failure in his personal relationship bag, now – that’s where he really bombed. And he came to believe that show business, work, love, his whole life, even himself and all that jazz, was bullshit. He became numero uno game player – uh, to the point where he didn’t know where the games ended, and the reality began. Like, to this cat, the only reality – is death, man. Ladies and gentlemen, let me lay on you a so-so entertainer, not much of a humanitarian, and this cat was never *nobody’s* friend. In his final appearance on the great stage of life – uh, you can applaud if you wanna – Mr. Joe Gideon!” (45th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “I guess nobody really knew Harry like he did… like I did.” “How long ago?” “Back in school. I was never so lonesome in my life until he showed up.” “When did you see him last?” “September, ’39.” “When the business started?” “Um, hmm.” “See much of him before that?” “Once in a while. Best friend I ever had.” “That sounds like a cheap novelette.” “Well, I write cheap novelettes.” (75th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “War isn’t hell at all. It’s man at his best; the highest morality he’s capable of. It’s not war that’s insane, you see. It’s the morality of it. It’s not greed or ambition that makes war: it’s goodness. Wars are always fought for the best of reasons: for liberation or manifest destiny. Always against tyranny and always in the interest of humanity. So far this war, we’ve managed to butcher some ten million humans in the interest of humanity. Next war it seems we’ll have to destroy all of man in order to preserve his damn dignity. It’s not war that’s unnatural to us, it’s virtue. As long as valor remains a virtue, we shall have soldiers. So, I preach cowardice. Through cowardice, we shall all be saved.” (60th Anniversary)
