October 2013

When I first started this website, I sold email subscriptions mostly to pay the hosting fees, etc. My columns ran in several newspapers, I wrote books and articles for other outlets frequently, and I was getting by. Since 2001, newspapers have atrophied (to put it mildly) and book publishing has been remade in Jeff Bezos’ image, which is to say that living on advances and royalties is a thing of the past. So this website and subscriptions have become a far more important — uncomfortably vital — part of my income. Unfortunately, our readers have not escaped the ravages of our new minimum-wage economy, and lately those vital doubloons have been thin on the ground. And it shows. Our house is full of things we can’t afford to fix, including the stove, water heater, bathroom floor (it’s collapsing), the water softener and my teeth. Our 16-year old car (bought used) needs serious work.

So please consider subscribing or donating. Any amount will help; if you have a spare ten grand lying on the piano, that would be awesome, but even $15 is more help to us than most people wanna think about.

Oh yeah, the TV report. There’s been an interesting epilogue to the conversion of OTA (over the air) TV from analog to digital. Many local stations have established digital sub-channels and filled them with old movies and low-cost syndicated shows, mostly from the 1950s and 90s, providing something to watch for folks who can’t afford cable (which is a lot of people). Around here we get, in addition to some really bad movies and horse operas, many of the shows I watched as a kid, including Mister Ed, Sea Hunt, Twelve O’Clock High and my absolute favorite then and now, Highway Patrol with Broderick Crawford. Apart from the weirdly addictive charm of these shows (cop cars with huge tail fins!), they’re notable for the number of major stars who appeared in supporting roles early in their careers. I’ve seen Leonard Nimoy, for instance, playing criminals in at least two Sea Hunt episodes.

So there you go. Please remember to subscribe. And now, on with the show….

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1 comment on this post.
  1. Pam Munzer:

    Dear Mr Detective,
    I have sent a few extra $$, and just wanted to also give as much encouragement as I can to your efforts to push back the MS. I know that it is an awful affliction, and that stress is to be avoided…yeah, right. I would like to help with some of your other concerns. I wrote a note on the PayPal contribution, but it cut off at the last partial sentence. I have mentioned before, when last subscribing, that we are cousins. My father was Robert Morris, the “black sheep” of the Morris clan, and I now live in Westminster, California. I last saw you at Uncle Bill’s 80th birthday celebration. My sister in law, Ann Munzer Bourne has lived in Old Greenwich for around 30 years.
    One of my dear friends has had MS for around 15 years. I know how hard it can be, and the treatment is not for the faint hearted, or those with limited means. Will you send me a note and tell me what would be helpful. Hate to think of you struggling with a burning match clenched in your fingers every day.
    Fond regards,
    Pam Morris Munzer

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