Gus Pedrotty—Gus, as he likes to be known—stopped by Alibi Headquarters to discuss a bid for mayor that began as idealistic—and some would say unlikely—but has since been transformed into one of the more vital and remarkable candidacies that have passed through this high desert city in ages.
More than a dozen years ago, I joined with Jeff Cohen (founder of the media watch group FAIR) to establish the P.U.-litzer Prizes. Ever since then, the annual awards have given recognition to the stinkiest media performances of the year.
When I was a kid, I read the funnies in the Sunday papers with a devotion that bordered on the religious. I poured over those colorful panels like some biblical scholar searching for revelations in a newly discovered parchment scroll. Dick Tracy was one of my favorites.
Local political blogger Joe Monahan (www.joemonahan.com) launched the New Year with a rapturous love note to Garrey Carruthers, former Republican governor and current dean of the New Mexico State University College of Business. Monahan is beside himself with enthusiasm over Carruthers' "bold, blunt assessment" and "dose of reality" pinning New Mexico's current and future problems directly to the state's Latino and Native American citizens. (Ever notice how right-leaners reserve terms like "bold, blunt assessment" and "dose of reality" for comments dissing minorities, women, liberals or gays?)
Dateline: Germany—Two armed robbers made off with considerably less than expected when they held up a money courier and made off with his first aid kit. The two unidentified bandits pursued the courier at high speed before shooting at his vehicle and forcing him to stop on a road in Gronau. After forcing the vehicle's trunk open, one of the crooks snatched a case and fled. Instead of taking the suitcase full of money, however, the confused bandit grabbed the car's roadside first aid kit. “If there was an award for the dumbest crooks, they would certainly be in the running,” police spokesperson Johann Steinlitz told reporters. The courier was not harmed in the incident and police are taking the investigation seriously, even though the crime failed miserably.
The Worst Films of 2005
As hard as it might be to choose the best films in a year that offered few true standouts, it's doubly hard to choose the worst films in a year that offered a flood of risible sequels (Miss Congeniality 2: Armed and Fabulous, Son of the Mask, Deuce Bigalow: European Gigolo), horrid TV-to-movie translations (The Honeymooners, Bewitched), seriously dumb action vehicles (The Pacifier, xXx 2: State of the Union, Doom) and a movie starring Ashlee Simpson (the prophetically titled Undiscovered). Here, however, are the worst of the worst:
The year 2005 may be remembered less for its shows and more for its news coverage. Sure, there was plenty happening in TV Land: Stars were learning to dance, Danny Bonaduce was breaking, “Lost” finally showed us what was in the hatch and “Desperate Housewives” was sinking into an almost insurmountable second-season slump. But it was the nonstop news events that had us glued to our sets, for better (the empathetic Katrina coverage) or worse (the scandalous Michael Jackson trial).
Return of The Roxiehearts—Rejoice! Albuquerque all-girl garage punkers will hit the stage at Burt's Tiki Lounge after a baby-induced breather that lasted just under two years. The Roxiehearts are made up of Cara (drummer and babymaker), Penny (guitarist and singer), Amy (singer) and Burt's manager/
Touch the glistening monster pecs of New Mexico metal with Minus Seven, Given the Grave, Last 15, The Bayonet and Last House on the Left at the always-all-ages Compound (3206 San Mateo NE). Doors open at 6 p.m. $5 gets you in. (LM)
Love or Let Die—In theory, Valentine's Day can be the most joyful time of the year. In practice, it's usually a full-on psychological nightmare characterized by extreme levels of loneliness and torment. But you don't need to let it get you down. Show Cupid who's boss by entering the Alibi's Third Annual Valentine's Day Card Contest.