The Colin McEnroe Show

This week's New York City primaries featured a an intern-groper, a Scrabble harasser, a hooker user and, of course, a Weiner tweeter. And guess what? All of them lost!   And a continent away, the Filner Headlocker got out of the mayor's office too.So does that mean that pervy politicians are experiencing a temporary lull? We talk about that  on The Nose, our weekly culture roundtable.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

You may eat out a lot, but do you really have tipping figured out?Or do you stress about whether you left the right amount?Would you be happier with an 18 percent service charge added on and no obligation to tip?These are the shifting restaurant rules we'll talk about today.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A roommate will  either get on your last nerve or change your life for the better. In my freshman year, I was assigned to live with two football players, one of whom dropped out at Christmas. I roomed with the other, Ken Jennings, for three years. He was African-American, from right outside D.C. and much more of a straight arrow than I was in those days. Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

You could argue that two trends are in a state of modern collision. Women are hitting puberty earlier than they used to, and their breasts are arriving in larger sizes.  There's a complex matrix of factors making this happen.Average bra size in the fifties was a B. A British bra manufacturer now makes an L cup. Meanwhile, we're watching an explosion in women's sports driven here in the U.S. at least partly by Title IX.Why are these two things on a collision course?Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, asexuals seem like brothers and sisters from a distant solar system. Western societies are gradually growing accustomed -- with varying degrees of comfort -- to the initials in LGBT, but what about A? On our show today we explored the idea that some people have no sexual orientation -- not because of a hormonal deficiency or a position on the autism spectrum or some buried childhood sexual trauma -- but because they don't have a discernable sex drive.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Come on, you must be outraged about something! These are the headlines: "Rich Manhattan moms hire handicapped tour guides so kids can cut lines at Disney World." "Dave Chappelle's Hate-On For Hartford Called 'Sad,' 'Asinine.'" "No Exception For Newington Veteran Being Evicted For Smoking." Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Michael Bolton has reinvented himself many times. A few years ago, he cut off his trademark hair.  He put out an album of opera arias and another of American Songbook Standards. But probably his biggest challenge was dealing with his image as a romantic icon so permanently rooted in the dead center of the mainstream that poking fun at him became an easy way for people who really weren't all that cool to prove they were at least cool enough to reject Michael Bolton.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

If you seek parallels between J.D. Salinger and Thomas Pynchon they're easy to find. Both were literary geniuses. Both were publicity-shunning recluses. Both men were psychosexually arrested by God knows what primal wound. Salinger seemed able to bond only with very young women and girls. Pynchon had a pattern -- somehow linked to inability to form normal alliances --  of hijacking the wives and partners of his friends.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Thirteen years ago, I wrote an amusing but fairly ignorant op-ed piece for The New York Times triggered by watching a planetarium movie narrated by Tom Hanks. I wrote: "I miss the days of the anonymous, nobody-special narrator. Playing next door to Mr. Hanks at the museum was a Mount Everest Imax movie narrated by Liam Neeson. Take a cab to get there, and Isaac Hayes tells you to take your stuff when you get out, and don't forget your receipt." Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Through the lens of time, the anti-disco backlash looks a little ugly. What was disco, really? It started as an underground dance movement propelled by blacks, gays, and Puerto Ricans. It was a liberating and hedonistic music of the oppressed, and people from those groups gathered and mixed in the early downtown clubs.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.