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1931 soviet book jacket; new york public library via allmyeyes.blogspot.com
A cowering man in a suit on the screen, waving his hands in front of his face and begging Robocop not to kill him for profiting, for draining the United States dry and exploiting the pain and hard work of others, for doing what businessmen do.
dangerousminds.net
kiro-tv via marty corey
The last time the city seemed in this much mourning over a single death was for another media personality, Dave Niehaus. And he’d only been part of the Seattle zeitgeist since 1977.
Wedes had been western Washington’s surrogate dad since 1958, when he starred in KIRO-TV’s first local show on the station’s first day on the air.
He’d already played several kidvid roles on Minneapolis TV. He took over the “J.P. Patches” character name and makeup design (originally a creepy unibrow look) from another Twin Cities actor, then took that with him to Seattle.
Even after most of the other local kids’ hosts around the country hung up their respective hats, KIRO kept the Patches show going. Even the legendary network show Captain Kangaroo had only its second half-hour seen here, because J.P. commanded the 7:30-8:30 a.m. hour.
At his peak, Wedes had a morning show, an afternoon show, and a Saturday morning show to boot (Patches’ Magic Carpet). Along with loyal sidekick Bob Newman (as Gertrude, Ketchikan the Animal Man, and assorted other characters), Wedes masterminded a mostly ad-libbed realm of clever wordplay and character-based gags. He didn’t really do normal “clown” bits, such as juggling or pantomime comedy. J.P. was a character all his own, who just happened to wear greasepaint.
Ensconced in his “magic house” at the City Dump (which, in real life, was where the University Village mall is now), he presided over a supporting cast of humans, quasi-humans, and puppets (almost all played by Newman), going through happy little comedy skits and slapstick storylines in between cartoons and commercials (the latter of which Wedes performed live until the Feds said he couldn’t anymore).
And he kept doing it until 1981, well after national advertisers and cartoon syndicators stopped servicing his kind of local shows. At its end, it had been the longest-running local kids’ show in the country.
KIRO kept him on the payroll as a floor director until 1990.
And he maintained a personal-appearance schedule, donning the costume and the makeup for everything from county fairs to Soundgarden concerts.
A statue of J.P. and Gertrude was erected in Fremont in 2008. A version of the show’s set was rebuilt at the nearby History House. Archie McPhee’s made a bobblehead figure. Wedes and Bryan Johnston co-authored a coffee-table book of Patches show memories. Wedes and Newman appeared on several KCTS pledge-drive specials, built around home-video compilations of the show’s existing episodes (of which, alas, there aren’t many).
Finally, Wedes felt the need to stop these appearances last autumn, when his blood cancer got too bad.
But the love remained.
His show’s purpose had been to sell sneakers and junk food to impressionable tots. But he had a sincerity that shone through both the jokes and the merchandising.
And people got it. Even people who’d not seen the original show, but had only known Wedes from the later live appearances.
To close, here’s what KIRO’s retrospective newscast quoted Wedes as having been his show’s only message: “Have fun, take care of your parents and your brothers and sisters, and be a good friend to everyone.”
buzzfeed.com
Future John Galts would have to sleep in castles, behind a wall of guards protecting them from us. A philosophy that detests the “gun” of government coercion would survive only by imposing such coercion on everyone else. The masters of a Randian society would rule a wasteland of clear cuts, poisoned streams, and empty seas, except for those patches they personally owned and protected.
There was a competition going on for short films about Seattle. Some of the entrants (at least they seem like they could be) are showing up online. F’rinstance, here’s a poetic ode to the city by Riz Rollins; and here’s Peter Edlund’s Love, Seattle (based on the opening to Woody Allen’s Manhattan and dedicated to team-and-dream stealer Clay Bennett).
Tuesday was WB-Day in greater downtown Seattle and much of the south end.
In this case, I mean not Warner Bros. but Wave Broadband, the locally based company that’s taken over the bankrupt, inferior-in-so-many-ways Broadstripe Cable.
On Tuesday, starting about 12:20 a.m., the new Wave channel lineup began to “propogate” on my DVR.
Some of the new channels are walled behind new pay-tiers. These include Boomerang (retro cartoons), Ovation (arts and classical music), Comcast SportNet (Portland TrailBlazers basketball), and the Fox and MGM movie channels.
But there are still new fun attractions on the basic and digital-basic tiers, channels Comcast customers have had for some time: IFC, Current, This TV (KOMO’s digital sub-channel).
But the big (or rather, wide and crystal-clear) news is the added hi-def lineup. We now get the HD versions of KSTW (at last), CNN, MSNBC, Cartoon Network, Comedy Central, AMC, TCM, Discovery, the Science Channel, and several more.
The Deadliest Catch, Ice Road Truckers, Whale Wars, and the like are the sort of big-country spectacle that’s just not worth watching in ordinary-def when you can get it in fabulous-def.
Then there’s the likes of Factory Made and Build It Bigger. I’ve come to call these shows “Work Porn.”
You watch them in the day, when you’re sitting with the TV in the background and a laptop in front of you, staring at online job applications.
You see them working. Up and about. Doing stuff. Making stuff.
You get to live vicariously through their active days.
Then when it’s over you realize you’re still sitting with a laptop in front of you at home.
youchosewrong.tumblr.com
the bon marche at northgate circa 1956, via mallsofamerica.blogspot.com
There aren’t many cities that would seriously consider turning their backs on an investment of nearly $300 million in private capital within their boundaries, particularly during trying economic times.
comicsbronzeage.com
Just Sayin’ Dept: Here’s something that hasn’t been publicized much in the World’s Fair 50th anniversary celebrations.
via david haggard at flickr.com
'jseattle' at flickr, via capitohillseattle.com
Yes, it’s been nearly a week since I’ve posted any of these tender tidbits of randomosity. Since then, here’s some of what’s cropped up online and also in the allegedly “real” world:
lindsay lowe, kplu
beautifullife.info
komo-tv
fuckyeahtwinpeaksintro.tumblr.com
Something made more than 20 years ago can still spark creative responses. Cast in point: a whole blog devoted to “Things You Can Do During the Intro of Twin Peaks.” The intro sequence for the series episodes runs a full 1:32 (the pilot’s into was even longer). Compare that to modern network dramas that might barely flash a logo at you.