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Friday, July 14, 2006

Ken Schram Is Not Amused By Horse Fucking

Posted by on July 14 at 7:55 AM

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Unless you’ve led an exceedingly lucky life, you are aware of the existence of Ken Schram, the KOMO 4 personality known for his infamous “Schram on the Street” segments, wherein our host rants about something or other like a crustier version of Andy Rooney.

One of Schram’s newer inventions is the Schrammie, an “award” given every Wednesday to, as he describes it, “someone who, through word or deed, makes me scratch me head and wonder, ‘What the hell are they thinking?’”

The winner of this week’s Schrammie? Police Beat director Robinson Devor, whom Schram takes to task for his next project: the Charles Mudede-penned documentary In the Forest There is Every Kind of Bird.

“This piece ain’t about no bird though,” huffs Schram. “No siree. Robinson Devor’s film is about ‘that guy.’ You know…the guy…the horse…and a “romantic interlude” that ended with the guy dead of a perforated colon. Devor is of the mind to cover some heretofore-uncharted cinematic territory by exploring what could possibly compel a married engineer to carnally engage with a stallion. He also hopes to inform us about how the horse felt about it all. How he plans on achieving that is beyond me, unless the steed happens to go by the name of ‘Mr. Ed.’….Anyway Mr. Devor, for being something of a horse’s ass, take a bow. This ‘Schrammie’s’ for you!”

Jeez, even the Enumclaw Courier-Herald—the horse’s hometown newspaper—had more perspective on the film than Schram did (read his full rant here). Still, congratulations to Robinson Devor and Charles Mudede, who’ve been blessed with an award-winning film before shooting’s even completed.

P.S. Devor and Mudede’s Police Beat opens today at the Varsity…


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Schrams talents are being wasted... maybe KOMO could make him their Middle-East correspondent? That would be just super.

The pocky troll is out of touch. The Goat - or Who is Sylvia, Albee's play about a bestial affair is years old now, and has been produced all over the country.
It's likely that for the scruffy troglodyte, the only interest the film could serve is sensationalistic and prurient (if you are into forseflesh - and who isn't - at least a little). Bestiality like other fetishes though are interesting because they exist at junctures where discourse and desire meet in conspicous ways. No answer to the *why* question seems to cut it, and the whole talk-guiding-action paradigm seems broken. For anyone who's read Foucault or Heidegger (Foucault on the complex relationship that exists between discourse and power-structuring-action, and Heidegger on the manner in which ruptures of the significative structure we rely on put us face to face with that structure itself), all sorts of extreme perversities are pretty darned interesting to think about.
In short it's possible (to borrow a bit from Sartre) that one is never so free as when one is having one's colon perforated by a stallion.

Wait, there's someone crustier than Andy Rooney?

Well ... I'm voting for Schram as my 43rd District Rep.

Schram also believes that the CM bikers that got attacked got what they deserved and found no fault in the actions of those KC cops.

He's a blowhard that makes a good point now and then. Neither this nor the CM point were good points.

Oh sweet Jesus, the only thing even approaching the horror that must be the ACTUAL footage of the dead bestialitist is the prospect of viewing a "documentary" about it, particularly one "penned" in Mr. Mudede's unendurable post-graduate-degree philosobabble.

Dear Godawful: I completely disagree.

Oh really? What a freaking surprise.
That still does not make things passed off as dreamy or cerebral any more readable than random letters from a schizophrenic.
In fact, the only thing LESS readable would be Ms. Graves' review of the aforementioned "documentary," if she did that sort of thing.

Well, let it be known that I'm far, far less interested in acknowledging the reality of a Schram sex life.

i dunno.. i got an e-mail last week from rob devor while i was doing my radio show requesting to hear some plaintive ambient music to hear because he was working on the film's screenplay. to which i replied '.. about a man getting fucked to death by a horse'
he replied ' sometimes you find beauty in the most unexpected places '
true dat.. true dat

Dear Godawful - what's your address? I'd like to forward my random schizophrenic letters to you for your reading pleasure. Jen's reviews, I can assure you, are much MORE readable.

I would pay money to watch Ken Schram get fucked to death by a horse. Dude's gotta die though.

Oh please - as if Schram WASN'T the Sweetheart of Kelsey Creek Farm back in the 70's. His Booty was the original Pasdo Safe Haven...

Condemnation by this turkey should be taken as a compliment. Actually, there are two Ken Schramms: the new one, with a countercultural beard and hip curmudgeon attitude, and the old one of ten years ago, with the used car salesman style, the plastic hair and the servile kow-towing and enabling he gave to the Seahawks and the Mariners when they came cruising into town on their pirate ships and raided the public treasury. But TV is all about the effacement of memory. Bitch, please.

cycleing--why are they not
lic. since they are not they are not signatory to laws of the road
yet the state provides them police and gives them state
hwy. for there use now iclude there own lanes pair for buy lic. autos ad there operarors

INSULT TO AMERICA
Make it a lwa that the bad
guy cant burn our flag
Then we will take old glory to the Garbage dump after service what the hell its just a rag

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