A Little of the Old In and Out



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In: The Weinstein Company. The curious overlap between the launch of The Weinstein Company and the dramatic "nananana, nananana, heyheyhey -- goodbye" of Michael Eisner notwithstanding (Averted Gaze), Bob and Harvey Wienstein are back in the thick of the game (As evidenced, to be sure, by this robust LATimes blowjob). Post-Gwyneth, post-Penelope, The Weinstein Company has, at present, engineered the red-hott Jessica Alba as their Muse. Some jobs at The Weinstein Company are open, we notice; also, they have Liza Burnett to run their PR department. And, says The Reeler:

"The date October 3 has always occupied a special place in my heart as the day when Bobby Thomson's Shot Heard 'Round the World slayed the Brooklyn Dodgers and launched my beloved Giants into the 1951 World Series. But a more complex legend is crafting itself today downtown, where my other hero, Harvey Weinstein, has claimed Oct. 3 as the date he reclaimed his supremacy among the world's greatest independent producers.

"Yes, indeed�The Weinstein Company is open for business. Harvey and brother Bob have turned on the lights and unloaded the moving van. When you call their phone number ([212] 941-3800�you might need it after enduring Scary Movie 4), a receptionist answers, 'Weinstein Company.'"

No doubt this is a chipper time in Soho. The bloom is just off the rose, a new business venture is in the offing, and, to be sure, Harvey hasn't yet had enough time to psychologically break-down his employees of yet. (More TheReeler)



Out: "Weak Sisters." Our favorite Dickensian villain, Robert Novak, is at it again. This time, he hips us to the complex geopolitical linguistics behind the closed doors of the House Republican leadership in the Hour of the Wolf:

"In today's polarized climate, both parties have contributed to the criminalization of politics. But Democrats, losers in both elections and the world of ideas, have turned to using the criminal process over the last two decades. That means depicting DeLay not as a mere reactionary politician but the cause of national corruption. This resolve was furthered by the reckless DA in Texas and a retreat by House Republicans.

"The decision to reinstate the resignation requirement was the subject of Wednesday's closed-door conference of House Republicans. Rep. Steve Buyer of Indiana declared that the Jan. 3 decision had empowered Earle. He complained that moderate members of the conference had forced the reinstatement. Moderate Republicans, referred to as 'weak sisters' by their House colleagues, are poorly equipped to deal with the politics of 2005."

WTF?!



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In: Cindy Adams. We are loathe to give Imelda Marcos' pal Cindy Adams gossip-journo cred, what with her, over the years, having foisted those Upper East Side vanity rat-dogs onto the public consciousness (Averted Gaze). That having been said, we cannot fail to note that Cindy Adams has had a pretty good run of late. To wit: the Paris-Paris breakup, and the last jailhouse letter of Judith Miller. As our pals at Page Six note, "The Post's Cindy Adams first told of trouble in Paris-dise last Thursday when she reported how the Hiltons, Rick and Kathy, were overheard complaining about Latsis' lack of ambition."

Today, hints Adams, despite Congressman Dreier's successful long-shot campaign to get Schwarzenegger -- and the Republican Party -- all up into the governor's bitch in Sacramento, homophobia trumps party service, if we read her right (which is, between-the-lines), "FOLLOW-UP to the Tom DeLay saga. DeLay and his superior, Speaker of the House of Representatives Dennis Hastert, both wanted DeLay's leadership position assumed by California's Republican Rep. David Dreier. It didn't wash. Reasons you may not be hearing, but reasons I have been hearing circle around phrases like 'no family values.' What it exactly means? Let's just say it means they're attacking him for personal, not political, sensibilities."

Is that something like "weak sisters"? Let's just say Cindy Adams may find trouble getting invites to those swishy Republican events on the Upper-East-Side of Manhattan. Still, we applaud her moxie at "breaking us off a piece" of the scoop. Besides, cucumber sandwiches and overwrought discussions of "noblesse oblige" are overrated.