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February 2, 2010 | 1:55 pm
Posted by Rob Eshman
It’s Wednesday, and all America is looking forward to Superbowl Sunday.
Except for me. And Howard.
I always liked Howard, but when did like turn to love? When did I go from fan t acolyte, from someone who realizes how good he is to how important he is? When I first heard him talk about the Superbowl.
“I don’t give a Shit about the Superbowl,” he said. “It’s a pigf——.”
That’s right—football, baseball, hockey, basketball—Howard has made it clear it’s not his thing. Each day he speaks to a valuable demographic of men between the ages of 18-55, prime football-lovin’, Sports Center watching, game betting fans, and he’s just completely honest with them: he couldn’t care less.
I related. I followed baseball and football as a kid—my favorite book was Jerry Kramer’s autobiography—but I eventually lost interest. When my friends talk about scores and quarterbacks and Sunday game lineups, I zone out. I used to ask a friend who follows college basketball to brief me during March Madness so I’d be able to exchange a few knowing comments with my other male friends. Yeah, North Carolina put up a great D. Then I stopped: Really, who the fuck cares? It’s a pigf——.
Listening to Howard, I realized I wasn’t alone. Here he was, talking to guys, admitting he couldn’t care less about pro sports.
Which demonstrates the number one, be all, end all, bottom line Stern-Rule-for-Life: Be Yourself. In a word: Authenticity. Macho is not having to act macho. Maybe only pussies hate sports, but it takes a real man to admit it.
Talk radio is a man’s world. It’s guys listening on their way to work. It’s guys calling in to vent and rant and rail because no one else cares about their opinions and frustrations and the guy at the other end of the phone gets money to listen— not to care, mind you, just to listen and figure out how to turn the Id and angst of the American male into good radio.
My friend Teresa Strasser, who used to co-host the Adam Carolla Show on KLSX, said the chances of landing a lead drive time radio gig for a woman are close to zero. Lots of reasons: men won’t bare their souls in public to a woman; men can’t ultimately relate to a woman—if she’s too macho, she’s a freak, if she’s not macho enough, she’s a wife. And it’s even more basic, Teresa told me: people get tired of the higher pitch of a woman’s voice.
I for one could listen to Teresa day in day out— but I get what she’s saying: most men can’t. What I love about Howard is despite the fact that he rules FM talk, he’s not like most men.
It may be the most subversive aspect of Howard Stern: not the way he’s brought lesbians and hookers and reality programming into the mainstream, but how he has modeled a different kind of American Macho.
Take the whole gay thing. Long before it was popular to support gay marriage or gays in the military, Howard did it. With humor, yes, but also with passion. If someone wants to die for his country, he’d say over and over, go ahead and let him, who cares what he does in bed. The way Howard put it was much more clever. Hey, I don’t have the balls to go fight. I don’t want to die for my country. If some gay guy wants to take my place, why would I want to stop him. When the history of gay liberation in this country is written, it will have to include a few paragraphs on Howard Stern.
By playing the coward, Howard made gay equal macho. And he did it over and over, years ago, before the head of the Joint Chiefs finally had the balls himself to reverse Don’t Ask Don’t Tell. WIth Howard it was always, Don’t Ask, Don’t Care.
Same with gay marriage. If a couple of gays want to give a kid a good home, what do I care? Was the way Howard put it. I don’t want to raise these kids without homes. I don’t want to commit. If they want to, I say let them. Howard made gay look tough and professional sports look silly. He reversed the stereotypes, and subverted the American Macho ideal.
But he didn’t just destroy the ideal, he replaced it with one a lot of men, like me, can relate to. It’s not the Budweiser commercial, Army recruitment trailer man- that’s the one we’ve been sold our whole lives. In Howard’s world, real men love straight sex but don’t fear gay men. They like to work out and play chess. They listen to Rob Zombie and Katy Perry. They love Terminator and American Idol. They talk about doing shots and about turkey chili. They want to see Osama Bin Laden and his cronies bombed until their DNA evaporates, but they don’t want to, as Howard said today, “send young men to die in winless wars.” They can love Dancing With the Stars and hate the Superbowl. They can be their authentic selves, no apologies.
I suppose they can, like Howard, even admit to crying while reading Marley and Me.
( I didn’t. Let’s face it: That’s just gay.)
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January 28, 2010 | 3:54 pm
Posted by Rob Eshman
One of the criticisms you hear about Stern is that he has an out of control ego. I think a better term is healthy. Howard’s healthy ego is a lesson in itself. And the lesson is this: ego is good.
People say we live in a narcissistic society, that we are the twisted children of a Me generation of unbridled entitlement and desire, but often I find just the opposite: people shrink from their true power and their true potential. Every rabbi at some point drags out the story of a sage named Zusia who had a vision of what the angels would ask him in heaven. They wouldn’t ask him why he wasn’t as great as Moses, or Joshua. They would ask him why he wasn’t as great as Zusia.
“They will say to me, ‘Zusia, there was only one thing that no power of heaven or earth could have prevented you from becoming.’ They will say, ‘Zusia, why weren’t you Zusia?’”
Howard doesn’t shirk from being fully himself. He has used his talents to their fullest, and asserted his personality into a sedate media landscape. He’s been fully Howard.
The apotheosis of this is of course the Howard 100 News—an entire professional news team devoted to gathering and presenting news about Howard Stern and his universe. Is there a better spoof of our celebrity-crazed society? Is there a more brilliant parody of celebs who feed on creating TMZ- worthy moments? The Howard 100 News is celebrity culture taken to its goofy extreme, where every star hires his or her own team of journalists to report on their every thought. (The difference between TMZ and Howard 100 News is that Howard uses truly seasoned journalists. I’ve been interviewed by Steve Langford a few times and there is zero difference in professionalism and approach between him and someone reporting on health care or nuclear terrorism). I’m trying to think of any comedian who’s done something similar to the Howard 100 News, and I can’t. It’s not like having a straight man, it’s like having a division of straight men.
That comic idea—that a star deserves his own news channel—can only come from someone who isn’t afraid of asserting his ego, of taking total control of his world and his image. Howard’s got an out of control ego? Like that’s a bad thing…...
January 26, 2010 | 11:25 am
Posted by Rob Eshman
Today Howard Stern did the impossible: he made me care about Ozzie Osborne. Don’t really know who the guy is, haven’t listened to his music, and I couldn’t care less about his reality show or what he has to say—when I can understand what he’s saying. Today I turned in to hear Howard interviewing Ozzie about his new autobiography. I was just about to switch to All Things Considered when Howard pushed the interview in a direction that had me riveted: he asked Ozzie about the 19 times he failed his driving exam. It’s not the kind of thing most interviewers would latch onto, but Howard must have sensed there was comic gold there.
“How do you fail a driving test 19 times?” Howard asked.
Ozzie then told the story of showing up high, or drunk, of having instructors refuse to get into a car with him—it wasn’t an anecdote, it was a whole movie. Howard has that ability to push into places in interviews where a great, untold story lies hidden, and draw it out. Part of it I think is his talent as an entertainer, his sense that what interests him will interest his audience. But deeper than that is his sense of curiosity, driving him to go beyond almost all other print or on air interviewers would go.
When I interviewed the great Israeli novelist Amos Oz earlier this year, he said the key to his talent is just that, curiosity. It drives one to a deeper understanding of oneself and the world and makes for great art… and great radio.
January 11, 2010 | 1:23 pm
Posted by Rob Eshman

For the past few days Howard’s been playing and replaying an argument that took place on the after-hours “Wrap Up Show” between Stern Show writer Benjy Bronk and Tracy Millman. It’s verbal cage fighting. Benjy is a funny guy, a show writer, but he cannot go word for word with this tough chick who bats him around with her mouth until he literally starts making animal noises. And here’s the kicker: Tracy is not an on-air talent, she’s the office manager.
A few years ago, Tracy had a now-famous run in with Steve Grillo, a former show intern who was working as a bartender. She accused him of stiffing her with a big bar tab for drinks he said he’d comp her. That was the first time Stern—and his fans—heard Tracy Unleashed, and it was radio gold. Stern’s talent, his genius, is to recognize the power of a truly individual voice. In some ways that’s the heart of his show’s success: his ability to bring out and highlight the unique voice of everyone in his orbit. He recognizes, and is truly excited by, the power of the true, honest individual voice.
Now he’s talking about giving Tracy Millman her own radio show. (I can just see it, TMZ, the Tracy Millman Zone. Let Harvey Levin come after her and she could snap his head off with a hard stare).
“If she could bring up that level of honesty and anger,” Stern said , “she’d be a huge personality.”
There’s a big lesson there: find your true voice, and you could be huge.
Especially if your true voice is really articulate when its angry…...
January 9, 2010 | 8:44 pm
Posted by Rob Eshman
I’m at a gelato place in North Hollywood, sitting at a communal table that’s papered over with sections of today’s LA Times and New York Times. An Asian-looking woman sits down and spots the LA TImes Calendar section with its cover story about NBC canceling Jay Leno’s 10 pm show. She picks it up and says to her byfriend, “Howard Stern was right.”
That’s it—point proved. Howard still attracts a demographic completely at odds with his image among his critics. The Asian woman has a pink blackberry and a Bottega Veneta wallet. She’s sitting with two Asian men in button down shirts, talking about real estate REOs. All look around early thirty, professional. His critics say Howard only appeals to post-pubescent white boys addicted to half-naked lesbians and fart jokes. What about thirty-something Asian-American professionals?
I ask the woman about Howard. She says she’s been listening for three years—a lot of her friends do. The two guys with her say they listen too. We get into a discussion about Howard;‘s future on Sirius—and we all agree that the technology itself doesn’t have much of a future. Younger people can just program their listening through Pandora or whatever’s next. Without Howard the company is toast.
“What will happen to Richard and Sal?” the woman asks.
“I’m not worried about them,” one of her friends says. “What about J.D.?”
“He’ll end up working for Ronnie,” the third guy says.
“You think Artie’s coming back?” the woman asks me.
I shake my head. It seems he’s got a long road to wellness, and being on the show full time any time soon seems unlikely. We’re quiet for a second. Mournful. Until one of the guys says, “Man, I drank too much.”
January 7, 2010 | 7:31 am
Posted by Rob Eshman
The New York Post reported today that Artie Lange is hospitalized after attempting suicide:
Troubled comic Artie Lange landed in the hospital after stabbing himself nine times in an apparent suicide attempt, sources told The Post. Lange’s frantic mom called 911 Saturday morning after she entered his Hoboken apartment and found the bloodied funnyman, a law-enforcement source said. Lange sustained six “hesitation wounds” and three deep plunges. A source close to Lange’s management team confirmed that the Howard Stern sidekick stabbed himself, adding that his mother had come to visit him that day to drop off food. Surgeons managed to save Lange despite heavy bleeding. “We all have our demons,” Stern said on-air this week, referring to Lange’s past battles with addiction. “Artie has given this show tremendous moments of great comedy. He’s a tremendous contributor. He is a good man. Don’t forget how great he is.”
Artie is supremely talented—a guaranteed laugh on the way to work. My heart and prayers g out to him and his family.
I Googled a bit and found that self-stabbing is a rare form of suicide, and particularly troubling. One study reported that most stabbers are male (70 percent) and the vast majority to not succeed in killing themselves. All of them are intoxicated at the time of the attempted self-stabbing. The 1994 study found that self-stabbers fell into two groups:
The patients fell into two distinct clinical groups: the first consisted mostly of young men with antisocial personalities who were intoxicated at the time of the self-stabbing and who reported ambivalent suicidal intent; the second consisted of psychotic patients, most of whom were actively ill at the time of the self-stabbing, and who reported clear suicidal intent. Patients in the first group were noncompliant with treatment and difficult to engage; those in the second group needed psychiatric hospitalization and often responded to antipsychotic medication.
Artie, from what I’ve heard over the years, sounds like he could belong to either group.
Howard spoke about Artie today for the first time since break. He refused to go into detail. He was walking that line he often comes up against when he finds himself treating a personal or show matter completely differently than he would if it happened to another celebrity, or someone he actually didn’t like. Double standard? Absolutely—and he makes no apology. One of Howard’s quality is that he’s an experienced and mature broadcaster, well-aware of what the real limits of propriety are. They have nothing to do with dick jokes or naughty words or fart sounds, as the FCC would have it. They have to do with how you treat those around you—and Howard seems to know how to do that like a real mench.
Artie: good luck. Find Jesus or a good shrink or Britt Hume or a great prescription or whatever—you will get better, you will keep being funny, you will love and laugh and eat canoli again.
December 28, 2009 | 7:38 am
Posted by Rob Eshman
In New York for vacation. It feels like home, partly because the Levy-Wallach clan gathers here, partly because the food is endless and amazing, but also because Howard broadcasts from here. Lstening to him every week day, I feel a part of the city.
And I’m among his fans. A couple of days ago Cousins Larry and Nina invited us for brunch to their apartment on the East Side, and Larry looked at me seriously and said, “So what about Artie? Does he leave the show or stay? I think he’s tanking it.”
There’s a conversation starter you don’t get much in LA.
More Howard moments: Walking on Broadway near 80th, there was a truck from the North Shore Animal Shelter, Howard’s wife’s Beth’s charity. I walked up to the ladies in charge and said, “I’m a member.”
In Times Square, passing the Marriot, where Robin was caught up in the shooting of the CD scammer—surrounded by a billion people, and THAT’S what I remember.
You could write a book at how Howard shaped the image of this city—- another reason to take Stern seriously….
December 9, 2009 | 2:03 pm
Posted by Rob Eshman

Howard tipped off listeners to a trainwreckishly delightful new reality show: “Steven Seagal: Lawman.” I watched it the same way I used to watch the alley cats mating outside my window in Jerusalem: it’s noisy and gross but, hey, it’s also part of God’s world.
In “Lawman,” former action star Seagal goes on patrol with the Jefferson Parish Louisiana Sheriff’s department as a reserve deputy sheriff. Two things surprised me right off: 1. Seagal is a cop who physically cannot run, and 2. He is not even the heaviest member of the Jefferson Parish Sheriff’s Department. What is the motto down there— “To Protect and To Serve Ourselves Huge Portions of Jambalaya”?
I’m fairly sure Seagal knows how to shoot. I watched a scene where he instructs another cop how to hit a target from what looks like seven feet away. Seagal tells the cop, “I’m going to shoot a hole in the target. Then I want you to put your bullet through that hole.” Seagal then proceeds to do that, because, as he explains a half dozen times in the first episode, he is a trained martial arts master, and his years of Eastern discipline have taught him how to shoot, how to fight, how to stay calm, how to see things no one else sees—it seems, in fact, his years of martial arts discipline have taught him everything except how to say no to dessert.
But poking fun at Seagal is as easy for me as shooting a bullet through a bullet hole is for him. For all I know he may be in the joke—making him one of the most brilliant self-parodists since Mae West. But I doubt it.
What I loved about “Lawman” was watching how Seagal has so completely transformed his persona from the circumstances of his birth, to whatever he is now.
Because, really, Steven Seagal is a Jew.
I mean, he’s a Jew from Lansing, Michigan, the son of Samuel Steven Seagal (1928-1991), a high school math teacher. His father’s parents were Russian Jews, Nathan Siegelman - later changed to Seagal - (1892-1973) and Dora Goldstein (1894-1989). Seagal’s mother is of Irish ancestry (Jewish? Catholic?) but according to Reform Jewish law, the man is a Jew.
But Seagal, like many Jews of his generation, sought enlightenment and cultural attachment elsewhere. His family moved from Lansing to Fullerton, CA when Seagal was 5 years old, and Seagal grew up in the Southern California suburbs. (Which makes his attempt at a bayou accent in “Lawmen” all the more puzzling. I’ve been to Fullerton and they just don’t speak like that there.). He found meaning and spiritual succor in the Eastern martial arts—again, a very Jewish thing. The leading karate teacher in LA is an Israeli. Jews, especially of Seagal’s generation, were turned off by what Judaism had become—a pale copycat of Protestant propriety, with rote Hebrew school learning, mumbled, meaningless prayers, and bar mitzvahs that amounted to little more than a punch line. This is the Jewish world Howard Stern—who is just two years younger than Seagal—mocks often on his show, and it’s funny ‘cause it’s true. Jews growing up in the 50’s, 60s and early 70s got the assimilated version of Judaism, castrated of its spiritual power.
So it’s hardly surprising Stern has a running gag about being “half Jewish,” even though he’s as full-on Jew as Golda Meir. In fact, it’s telling: in Stern’s generation, American Judaism was practiced in a half-assed way, at half-strength, half-heartedly.
And it’s also hardly surprising that Stern turned away from Judaism and toward the Eastern practice of Transcendental meditation, of which he is a big proponent and practitioner. And that Seagal turned to Zen and aikido and karate and Tibetan Buddhism and etc. Just because it’s hard to take Seagal’s seriousness seriously, it’s easy to mock a 400 pound Zen master with the world’s worst hair weave, the face of a Pinsk peddlar, and a Bayou accent that sounds like he learned it by listening to Dennis Quaid in “The Big Easy.” But he did do what at least a generation of Jews did: leave what he saw as a stale religion and culture behind and seek meaning, connection and enlightenment elsewhere.
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