Growing up in Manhattan in the eighties, I loved the TV commercials for the electronics chain "Crazy Eddie." What kid wouldn't? The pitchman, an unholy mashup of Pee-wee Herman and Donald Trump, would squeeze as many words as humanly possible into his allotted thirty seconds, waving his arms and screaming about amazing deals on VCRs, televisions, or electric fans. Often, he'd stand in front of stacks of electronicsÂ…
SOURCE: The New Yorker at 08:58AM on September 17, 2016