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Aaron Sorkin’s Hidden Holiday Gift

As we come to the end of the year, I always think about one of the most amazing holiday gifts. It was on TV, yet it’s rarely discussed. It was given by Aaron Sorkin, during an episode of his show Sports Night. This was his first television show, before The West Wing, before everyone knew who he was. Maybe that’s why he wanted to make sure the little guy got noticed — the people behind the scenes that never get to take a bow.

When most people think about Aaron Sorkin, they remember the big giant speeches. The ones where characters stand up and deliver full-throated civics lectures to the audience that feels like a Shakespearian monologue in prime time.

Like that moment in The West Wing pilot when we finally meet President Bartlet — played by Martin Sheen — at the very end of the episode. He walks into a room full of bickering pundits and advisors, turns to a conservative radio host, and says:

“You want to claim this country as the moral high ground? I’ve been to your churches. I’ve heard you preach. And I know a little something about the Constitution. I know about the separation of church and state. You can’t have it both ways.”

“My name is Josiah Bartlet, and I am the President.”The West Wing pilot

The West Wing pilot

Or that time on The Newsroom when Aaron Sorkin channeled his own empathic feelings through Jeff Daniels’s mouth. The following words appear on the show The Newsroom, almost verbatim in this interview with Sorkin in Vulture.

The thing that I worry about more is the media’s bias toward fairness. Nobody uses the word lie anymore. Suddenly, everything is “a difference of opinion.” If the entire House Republican caucus were to walk onto the floor one day and say “The Earth is flat,” the headline on the New York Times the next day would read “Democrats and Republicans Can’t Agree on Shape of Earth.” I don’t believe the truth always lies in the middle. I don’t believe there are two sides to every argument. I think the facts are the center. And watching the news abandon the facts in favor of “fairness” is what’s troubling to me.

The Newsroom, S1.E2: “News Night 2.0” and Vulture

But before Aaron Sorkin became Aaron Sorkin, there was Sports Night. In the show, Sorkin was still finding his TV legs, having been more of a movie writer and playwright. It still felt like Sorkin. Whip-smart young professionals rapidly switch between pining over office break ups to empathetic speeches on the history of racism.

But unlike Sorkin’s other shows, Sports Night is quieter. Smaller. It’s not about the President governing the country or a rogue news anchor trying to redeem journalism. It’s about a team of people putting out a nightly sports program. That’s it. No global stakes. No breaking news ticker. Just a lot of talk about hockey, tennis, and what goes on behind the scenes.

In format, it was a series of 30-minute Sorkin-scripted plays. It was burdened in its early episodes by an ill-fitting laugh track. It straddled the line between sitcom and drama before “dramedy” was a widely accepted TV genre. It’s much more The American President than A Few Good Men. Many of Sorkin’s most recognizable tropes — the overlapping dialogue, the moral debates, the sudden sincerity — started here.

Because Sports Night is smaller, it can take its time. The lines from Sports Night that stick with me are much more personal and stay with me longer. Like this one:

DAN: The distance is always 100 miles between first place and second place. You know, Jackie Robinson had a brother, and he ran the 200 meters. At the Olympics, he ran it faster than anyone had ever run it before, and he still came in second.

ABBY: I didn’t know Jackie Robinson had a brother.

DAN: That’s because it was the 1936 Olympics, and the guy who came in first was Jesse Owens.

Sports Night, “The Local Weather”

I’d forgotten where I’d learned this one but it stayed with me for decades.

But my favorite Sports Night moment is hidden, like an Easter Egg. It’s in Season 1, in an Episode called “Six Southern Gentlemen of Tennessee.” It starts when one of the Sports Night anchors is a guest on The View. One of the hosts compliments his tie. He says thank you. That’s it. But when he returns to the office, he’s approached by Monica — played by Janel Moloney (yes, Donna from The West Wing). Monica works in wardrobe. She tells him, gently but firmly, that he didn’t pick the tie. Maureen, her boss, did. And he could have said her name. That little bit of acknowledgment would have meant the world.

It’s a small confrontation, but a perfect one. Monica doesn’t raise her voice. She just explains what it feels like to do invisible work — and remain invisible.

And then, in the episode’s final scene, Sports Night does the most heartfelt fourth-wall break I’ve ever seen.

Casey and Dan sit at the anchor desk and begin reading names. Not just character names—real names of the backstage cast. The people who make the show possible. Wardrobe. Hair and makeup. Script coordinators. Editors. Camera operators. Lighting. Production assistants. They thank Monica. They thank Maureen. They thank Jerome, who runs Camera Two and just wants more hockey. Many of the people’s names are in the credits, but some are not.

They do it in character, but it’s not about the characters anymore. It’s a sincere acknowledgment. An in-story thank you. A love letter to the crew—delivered right there, in prime time.

It was a quiet thank you that meant so much to the crew. No curtain call. No grandstanding. Just gratitude. And it lands harder than any Sorkin monologue ever could.

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Books / Audiobooks Media

Revisiting Truly Tasteless Jokes

The First Book of the Series

Why does my son watch these horrible Instagram influencers who spew misogyny, racism, and hate? There’s Andrew Tate, arrested on human trafficking charges. And Dan Bilzerian, who literally threw a porn star off a roof. I want to yell that my generation was different, that we were better, that we never fell for such garbage.

But then I remembered Truly Tasteless Jokes.

I was thirteen when someone passed me the book on that long bus ride from camp to Hershey Park, and I knew I was holding something special. It was a secret portal into adult humor—the kind of stuff that would get you grounded just for knowing it existed. This was the 1980s, that lawless time before warning labels. No gatekeepers, no protection—just forbidden fruit waiting to corrupt curious kids like me.

We’d huddle around our contraband. If you were there, you remember the jokes. If not, they’re too tasteless and horrible for me to print here. We’d memorize them and trade them like baseball cards, each one more shocking than the last.

It was taboo. It was like looking at dirty magazines, but somehow more accessible because they were just books in the bookstore. Just an aisle away from the Nancy Drew books. What I didn’t understand then was that this wasn’t just some random collection of offensive humor—it was a cultural earthquake.

A Cultural Phenomenon

Truly Tasteless Jokes wasn’t just an offensive book series. It was a legitimate cultural phenomenon. At one point, Blanche Knott had four books on the New York Times bestseller list simultaneously—the first time that ever happened.

The books were so popular that more respectable authors and publishers complained that the New York Times bestseller list was being defiled. This led to the creation of the “Advice, How-to and Miscellaneous” category on the bestseller list.

Looking back, Truly Tasteless Jokes was a product of its cultural moment. The 1980s were Reagan’s America—a deliberate rejection of the political correctness of the 1960s and 70s. As cultural critic Luc Sante observed, they were “a sigh of release, a sign that we weren’t living in the politically correct Sixties and Seventies anymore, and could behave like pigs if we wanted to.”

It was the original anti-PC phenomenon, a middle finger to civil rights progress and social consciousness. The jokes weren’t just offensive—they were intentionally, aggressively offensive. They were a backlash.

The Woman Behind Blanche Knott

The author on the cover was listed as Blanche Knott. I’d always thought this was a female pen name for a male syndicate who wrote the books—like Franklin W. Dixon was to the Hardy Boys. But the books, including dozens of sequels, had a single author—the improbably named Ashton Applewhite..1

Applewhite was an underpaid assistant editor at St. Martin’s Press, earning just $8,500 a year while writing book jacket copy. Between assignments, she collected offensive jokes on cocktail napkins and “While You Were Out” slips, stuffing them into her desk drawer. Her original title was her favorite joke: What’s the Difference Between Garbage and a Girl from New Jersey? The punchline: garbage gets picked up.

When the manuscript first made the rounds, one editor at Penguin said, “If we published this, the little bird would have to hide its head under its wing in shame.” A woman at another publisher told the agent, “We can’t publish this here. I’m not even sure we can Xerox this!”

But Ballantine did publish it. And America spoke—loudly, to the tune of millions of copies. It sparked copycats and even a VHS tape. The tape is fairly lackluster; however, it does include early clips of Andrew “Dice” Clay, who perfectly captured the spirit of the jokes in the book.

The Reckoning

There are different ways to look at the legacy of Truly Tasteless Jokes. The documentary Tasteless featured comedians defending the book and comedy in general, even when it sometimes hurt people, positioning it as a fight against cancel culture, with performers arguing that humor serves as a necessary release valve for society’s tensions.

Contrast that with the Decoder Ring podcast, where the host insisted on highlighting how awful the book was and demanded that Applewhite apologize for writing it—which she eventually did. While the impulse is understandable—these jokes are horrible—there was something deeply counterproductive about the whole exercise. The host was so focused on moral purity, so determined to distance herself from the content, that she completely missed the point.

That kind of heavy-handed liberal righteousness, that desperate need to prove you’re on the right side, that reflexive “you can’t talk about that” energy—that’s exactly what caused this phenomenon to emerge in the first place.

Going Forward

Here’s the thing about teenagers and offensive content: they’re going to find it. Whether it’s Truly Tasteless Jokes in the 1980s or Andrew Tate on Instagram today, kids are drawn to transgression. They want their forbidden portals into adult humor and adult rebellion.

The question isn’t how to eliminate that impulse—it’s how to channel it constructively. When we create an environment where certain thoughts and jokes are so forbidden that they can’t even be discussed, we don’t make them go away. We just make them more powerful.

We need to resist the urge to sort everything into neat moral categories—good or evil, acceptable or unacceptable, worthy of cancellation or worthy of praise. Real people are messy. Real growth happens in the gray areas. When we demand that everyone meet some impossible standard of moral purity, when we insist that past mistakes define present character, we’re not creating a better world. We’re creating a world where we’re terrified of authenticity, and growth becomes impossible.

Footnotes

  1. Applewhite tells her story in Being Blanche, a 2011 Harper’s Magazine piece that’s worth tracking down. The article is paywalled, but most libraries provide digital access to Harper’s archives—and it’s an incredible read that reveals the woman behind the phenomenon. ↩︎

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Fun Stuff Humor Media

On The Big Bang Theory, The Nerds Aren’t Who You Think They Are


For many nerds like me, The Big Bang Theory felt like more than just a TV show — it felt like validation. Unlike countless other sitcoms where nerdy characters were relegated to sidekicks or punchlines, this series placed them firmly at the center. It celebrated the quirks and passions that define nerd culture: an unabashed love of sci-fi, comic books, and video games, alongside the social awkwardness and intellectual curiosity that often accompany them. This wasn’t a world where debates about Star Wars continuity or the ethics of time travel were niche obsessions — here, they became full-fledged storylines.

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Life Lessons Media

When I Grow Up, I Want to Be Two Guys Named John

If a nerd is someone whose every word and deed are predicated on the belief that appearing smart is more important than getting laid, then They Might Be Giants are, in fact, nerds: their music doesn’t sell sex; it sells smart-kid whimsy. Arty, melodic, and well wrought in a formal way, it bristles with wordplay and musical ideas. — Azerrad, Michael. “Urban Legends.” The New Yorker, August 12, 2002.

Friday night, Ari and I went with my high school friend Michelle and her husband to the They Might Be Giants concert at Kings Theater. It was an awesome experience, seeing so many middle-aged nerds getting together to celebrate the original nerd rock band. It’s like everyone took a night away from their crossword puzzles and board games to belt out songs about the capital of Turkey.

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Adventures Media

How to Appreciate a Jukebox Musical: A Review of & Juliet

Today we went to see & Juliet. I didn’t know much about it beforehand, only that it was supposed to be good for familes, so it seemed like a good choice for an outing with the kids. A couple of days ago, though, I found out it was a jukebox musical—a genre that pulls its soundtrack from popular songs rather than creating original compositions for the show. Think Mamma Mia! or Moulin Rouge, stories told through songs you likely already know. When I realized this, I knew I’d need to adjust my expectations.

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“I Wanna Be Sedated” as an ADHD Anthem

The punk rock “I Wanna Be Sedated” was written about the chaotic, high-energy lifestyle of a touring band. But it’s also a good representation of living with ADHD (Attention-Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder), where that overwhelming energy comes from the inside.

The constant refrain of “I Wanna Be Sedated,” resonates deeply with those who suffer from ADHD. It reflects the internal chaos and relentless drive that are hallmarks of ADHD:

20, 20, 24 hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothin’ to do, nowhere to go-oh
I wanna be sedated

Just get me to the airport, put me on a plane
Hurry, hurry, hurry before I go insane
I can’t control my fingers, I can’t control my brain
Oh, no, oh-oh, oh-oh

Punk rock, characterized by its rapid tempos and unfiltered energy, mirrors the ADHD experience perfectly. The boundless energy and disregard for societal norms reflect the feelings of being out of sync with a structured, orderly world.

Moreover, the do-it-yourself (DIY) ethic of punk rock encourages personal expression and creativity, providing a sense of empowerment and validation for those who feel marginalized by conventional standards. This raw authenticity allows for a cathartic release of pent-up energy and emotions, offering a sense of community and understanding for listeners.

What’s fascinating about “I Wanna Be Sedated” is that it’s a punk anthem pleading for calm. Paradoxically, to calm the mind of someone with ADHD, you don’t use sedatives but stimulants. Individuals with ADHD often have lower levels of dopamine, a neurotransmitter associated with motivation, pleasure, and attention. Stimulant medications increase dopamine levels in the brain, which helps improve focus and reduce impulsivity and hyperactivity. Essentially, these medications help normalize brain activity, allowing for better control over attention and behavior.

So a high-energy punk anthem about being overwhelmed and seeking sedation. Yup. Sounds like ADHD.

Note: Over the years, the original version of “I Wanna Be Sedated” has begun to feel somewhat slow and outdated to modern ears, especially when compared to the high-energy performances typical of today’s punk rock scene. However, contemporary covers by bands like The Offspring and New Found Glory have injected new life into the song.

Note 2: I wrote this in about a half hour with the help of ChatGPT. ChatGPT wrote most of it and I just had the ideas and edited it. I wrote it while listening to punk covers of pop songs by the band New Found Glory.

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Humor Media

Celebrating the Experimental Comedy Genius of Curb Your Enthusiasm

I’ve just started to appreciate the genius of Curb Your Enthusiasm. I know, I know—I’m ridiculously late to the Curb party. This show, a cornerstone of experimental comedy, has been on the air for more than two decades, and here I am, just getting into it as it’s about to end its run. But I’m still taking advantage of experiencing this finale as a true fan. While it would have been nice to have followed the show all the way from the experimental beginning, I’m not going to let that take away from my experience of the ending.

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Media Podcasts

Dolly and Me: Dolly Parton’s America Podcast

Abigail and I rarely listen to the same podcasts or read the same books. We watch TV together or movies together but that’s more about sharing the experience—especially in the pandemic. But I like play snooty public radio podcasts and Abigail really likes reading about history and politics.(1)This is my favorite quote ever from This American Life. Ira Glass is giggling that The O.C. calls his program “that show by those hipster know-it-alls who talk about how fascinating ordinary people are.” Abigail, coming from East Tennessee, kept trying to get me to listen to Dolly Parton’s America. She told me it’s this amazing podcast about Dollywood and Tenessee, where she grew up.

Then I was looking at the recent Peabody Awards (again, big media nerd). Dolly Parton’s America won a Peabody for excellence in broadcasting. Also it was produced by Jad Abumrad, of Radiolab, one of the best radio producers in the world. Between Abigail and Jad, I had to listen to it and I’m so glad I did.

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Footnotes
1 This is my favorite quote ever from This American Life. Ira Glass is giggling that The O.C. calls his program “that show by those hipster know-it-alls who talk about how fascinating ordinary people are.”