No, not from me–from the largest fame-whore on the planet.

You didn’t think Bale would go totally undefended, did you? This is America. Nothing is indefensible.

In the midst of filming the latest Terminator movie, actor Christian Bale goes off on the d.p. for walking in the background of the set, which Bale finds distracting. At one point he yells to the director McG, who I picture cowering somewhere in the shadows. (Yes, I would be too.) It also doesn’t help that the d.p. has the name Shane Hurlbut.

(Bale also mentions Bryce Dallas Howard and, I suspect, associate producer Bruce Franklin when he says, “No, shut the fuck up, Bruce.”)

For a limited time, you can buy the entire run of the New Yorker on DVD for $20.

Last Friday’s episode (“The Oath,” 4.13) was seriously great, a sign that Moore may have a tighter grip on his end-game than I gave him credit for. Some spoiler-filled thoughts (in case it’s still sitting on your DVR):

* I’m a fool for Navy porn, law of the sea stuff and the legal implications of Gaeta’s mutiny are awesome to contemplate. Mutiny is a crime worse than treason, worse than collaboration. It’s hard to see how Adama could grant amnesty to any of the mutineers. When the admiral said that there will be a “reckoning,” what he really meant, I suspect, was “mass executions.”

* All of that said, we’re used to seeing mutinies portrayed as the product of villainy, ambition, or some other nefarious impulse. The Galactica mutiny is particularly interesting because the mutineers are objecting to a very real, very serious action: The integration of two hostile cultures by military force. In TV Land, these sorts of integrations usually go seamlessly with the cultures reconciling and the one or two holdouts dispatched or converted. In the real world, this is the type of conflict that causes civil war.

* Who knew Gaeta had this in him? Or rather, who knew Gaeta would be so effective as a mutineer? We’ve seen hints for a long time that Gaeta is ambitious and willing to question authority (his questioning of the election; his service to Baltar). What we hadn’t seen was cool, collected bluffing with everything in the balance. (For a brilliant exploration of Gaeta’s progress, see this.)

* The final Big Think point of “The Oath,” however is that Adama and Roslin share a large part of the blame for the mutiny. Since finding Earth, the two of them have been out of sorts. They became inward-facing and muddled, disengaged from the life of the fleet. “The Oath” affirms the notion that weakness is a provocation.

Some fantastic stuff from Sailer about the creation of the quarterback caste:

I was going to mention that a cool thing about 2-time Super Bowl winning quarterback Ben Roethlisberger (besides his being Swiss-American) is that his sports upbringing seemed more old fashioned Jack Armstrong-like go-outside-and-play than that of so many of the new robo-quarterbacks who are raised by their fathers from the cradle to be NFL quarterbacks. The Sideline Dad has become as ubiquitous as the Stage Mom.

For example, Notre Dame’s quarterback Jimmy Clausen was held back two years by his parents so that as a high school senior at expensive Oaks Christian in Ventura County, he was a 19-year-old man playing against 17-year-old boys, making him the top-rated high school QB in the country. He also had two older brothers who had started at QB in the SEC, and had a former NFL QB as his private quarterback tutor since he was 10.

Quarterback is turning into something of a caste. Now the quarterback at Clausen’s old high school, Oaks Christian, is Nick Montana, whose dad is some guy named Joe. But don’t worry, there’s still hope for boys whose dads aren’t NFL Hall-of-Fame QBs. It’s said that the Oaks Christian second string QB next season will likely be Trevor Gretzky, the son of an immigrant.

Anyway, Roethlisberger was this enormous kid (he’s now 6′-5″ and 241 pounds) with fantastic coordination who played three sports in high school. Basketball was his strongest emphasis in high school, then baseball (where he played shortstop), and then, finally, football.

Ed Driscoll caught Detroit’s NBC affiliate doing some Philly-stizz hate on Sunday: Every time Matt Millen appeared on screen, the local affiliate ran a crawl saying, “Matt Millen was president of the Lions for the worst eight-year run in the history of the NFL. Knowing his history with the team, is there a credibility issue as he now serves as an analyst for NBC Sports?”

Can we get Charlie LeDuff to find the guy at the station who came up with the idea?

The best part of David Frum’s New Majority is the weaponry column by “J. Moses Browning,” who, I’m happy to report, is a friend. You can find Browning’s archive here. It’s crackerjack stuff for anyone who’s into weaponry, guns, and ballistics. Don’t miss it.

Writing about the corporatization of rock:

Rockers attending the Obama inauguration are like visiting royalty at a Bourbon or Habsburg wedding. By the way, over the years I’ve met kings, princesses, dukes and all the rest, and none of ’em were as hung up on precedence as the aristorockracy. A decade or so back, Sting had to issue a formal apology because at one of his big save-the-rainforest banquets at his country pile he committed the ghastly social faux pas of seating Jools Holland (of the band Squeeze) next to some no-name session musician. In Britain, these guys all live in stately homes, and any of their number who makes it to 50 without choking on his own vomit or being found face down in the swimming pool gets knighted – Sir Elton John, Sir Mick Jagger, Sir Paul McCartney, etc. Obama’s pal Bono has a knighthood. You say you want a revolution? Sorry I’m having tea with the Prince of Wales that day.