Let me tell you a little story about a man named SHH! SHH! Even before you start, that was a pre-emptive "shh!" Just know that I have a whole bag of "shh!" with your name on it.

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Attention all authors, comedians, local yokels: thought you'd inject a little Bernie Madoff humor into your routines? Think again! At least if you're making an appearance at a certain Manhattan social club (or performing a couple of sets at the Laugh Factory, where the owners got hosed big time). The Ponz. Master's name has apparently been BANNED at the Harmonie Club. Page Six reports that Laurence Leamer, set to speak on March 5 at the Jewish club house about his book, "Madness Under the Royal Palms: Love and Death in Palm Beach," was told the keep he who shall not be named in the lock box (with the HC's manager taking the extra precaution of strapping wires to the author's nipples that would send an electric current should he try to sneak anything in).
"I was informed that a number of members at the Harmonie has lost money with Madoff and it was a very sore point," Leamer, whose talk has since been canceled, told P6. "I was willing to go along with it, even though it's kind of censorship." Uh, fuck hell yeah it is! Also? The completely wrong way to go about this. You don't see Madoff victim Kevin Bacon going into denial over the whole thing, do you? No, because Footloose knows that there's catharsis in talking/dancing it out. And also that we must never forget. We start embargoing the name Bernie Madoff and next thing you know Ahmadinejad is saying it never happened.

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