Speaking From Experience

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 31, 2010

These examples of bad writing are not original to this blog.//Pictures are from The Library of Congress. They are primitive photographs known as Daguerreotypes, and were taken between 1844 and 1860. Many of the men were prominent at the time.//The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon.- Unknown// He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those
boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it. – Joseph Romm, Washington// She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.– Rich Murphy, Fairfax Station//The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.– Russell Beland, Springfield //McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.– Paul Sabourin, Silver Spring//From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and “Jeopardy” comes on at 7 p.m. instead of 7:30.– Roy Ashley, Washington//Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.– Chuck Smith, Woodbridge//Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.– Russell Beland, Springfield//Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access\aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:\flw.quidaaakk/ch@ung by mistake– Ken Krattenmaker, Landover Hills//Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.– Unknown///He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.– Jack Bross, Chevy Chase//The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease. – Gary F. Hevel, Silver Spring//Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie this guy would be buried in the credits as something like”Second Tall Man.”– Russell Beland, Springfield// Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.– Jennifer Hart, Arlington//The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.– Wayne Goode, Madison, Ala.//They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.– Paul Kocak, Syracuse, N.Y.//John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.– Russell Beland, Springfield//The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.– Barbara Fetherolf, Alexandria //His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.– Chuck Smith, Woodbridge//

Wonderful Opinions

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 30, 2010

Chamblee54 is normally a profanity free blog. However, for this piece, certain cuss words are essential to the free flow of information. In other words
This text is going to be gender insensitive and use the male form throughout. Just remember, when you read he, it also means she and it. Or, she it. If you are from the south, you will enjoy that last comment.

Recently, a radio whiner referred to a study, that said that one third of all people were not qualified to have opinions. This was said before a commercial break, without saying why this percentage should be without opinions. Possible reasons would be lack of education, inability to think critically, or a disturbing tendency to disagree with the person doing the study.

When it comes to opinions about opinions, there are several classic lines. There is the crowd pleaser “opinions are like assholes, everybody’s got theirs”.

This is missing the mark. Opinions have more in common with the shit that comes out of an asshole. Feces is the result of the food that is fed into the digestive system, just like opinions are the result of information (and misinformation) fed into the thought system. And, as doodoo is influenced by the digestive system, opinions are influenced by the attitudes, and thought patterns, of the individual. They both stink.

Another golden oldie is “Four Jews, Five opinions”. The numbers in the formula change from time to time, but that is the basic concept. There is also “You are entitled to your opinion”. This is usually said when you disagree with what you have just heard.

When the Supreme Court issues a ruling on a case, It is called an Opinion. Sometimes, a justice will write a dissenting opinion.
When getting an insurance company to pay for a procedure, you often need to get a second opinion.

Opinions are frequently more valued by the giver than by the receiver. Some opinions are best kept to the owner. You should be wary of someone who feels that his shit does not stink, because he will usually feel the same about his opinions.

Opinions are seldom humble, no matter what the owner of the opinion might say. In fact, the act of holding an opinion is often self aggrandizing, and contrary to humility.

You don’t have to have an opinion about everything. Many things are beyond or control, or do not interest you. Also, you should be wary of those who try to “fire up” your opinions. Often these people do not have the best of motives.

Opinions are seen as a way of asserting ones individuality. Many people have lives of quiet desperation, full of struggle and turmoil. There are many situations where what the individual thinks is simply useless to the powers that be. In times like this, having opinions can restore a sense of self worth to the individual. I am somebody. I have my opinion.

Insufficient Funds

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 29, 2010

The subject of today’s round table is reality.
The first stop on this bumpy road was kikoshouse. PG saw a feature there about the US Army. It seems that at Fort Campbell, there is a problem with soldiers committing suicide. (Any Jihadist [spell check suggestions:Sadist, Jingoist] reading this can go find their own blow uppers.) The commander of the 101st Airborne Division is a take charge type, Brig. Gen. Stephen J. Townsend. He, in so many words, ordered the soldiers to stop killing themselves.
“If you don’t remember anything else I say in the next five or 10 minutes, remember this — suicidal behavior in the 101st on Fort Campbell is bad. It’s bad for soldiers, it’s bad for families, bad for your units, bad for this division and our army and our country and it’s got to stop now. Suicides at Fort Campbell have to stop now.”
At the other end of the life cycle, there is the teenage abstinence program. The poster girl is Bristol Palin. Yes, the same Bristol who fornicated in her parents house. The same Bristol who had her baby, and broke up with the babydaddy, amid numerous hard feelings. Some people find this not real. And who is caring for baby Tripp while Mama Bristol talks up abstinence?

There is a blog called TwentyTwoWords. The idea is to express yourself in under 22 words. Some people obey this rule. The concept today was
“Is a blog with comments somehow a truer blog than those that have comments off? Occasionally, I encounter the opinion online that a blog isn’t a real blog if it doesn’t have comments. What do you think?”
The first comment was by Chamblee54.
“Not knowing what real means, I consulted Wiktionary. Adjective #7… That is an exemplary or pungent instance of a class or type” 21 words, one number, and the pound sign.
At this point, PG went to the mailbox, and found a check in the mail. It was a reality check. When he took it to the bank, it was rejected for having insufficient funds.

The Memorial Saturday feature is a repost. The pictures are from The Library of Congress.
In the past year, Bristol Palin (spell check suggestions: Pain, Plain) has signed with a speakers bureau, and will make speeches about saying no. TwentyTwo words has abandoned the 22 word limit.

Rocket Science

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 28, 2010

There is talk about missile defenses. As attack rockets get cheaper and more popular, and the nuclear genie creeps further out of the bottle, people want to do something to stop enemy attack rockets. There is a reason they call it rocket science.

One thing to consider is what happens to the warhead, when the propulsion section of the rocket is hit. It seems to PG that the payload would continue to go forward. It might not go as far, or to the intended target, but it is continuing to go. And if it is a nuclear weapon, then it does not have to be especially accurate. A nuke makes a big hole.

The fallout and radiation from a nuclear weapon would not be stopped by a defense missile. A big chunk of the earth would be contaminated by this explosion.

On a vaguely related note, PG answered a poll recently. The question was, what was the first Bob Dylan record you bought, and in what format? The poll was at a site called 22words, which is currently tagged as an “attack site” when you try to pull it up.

The first BD that I got was probably “Blind Boy Grunt”, on vinyl. It was a bootleg, recorded in a New York hotel around 1961. The favorite would be “Blonde on Blonde”, with “Highway 61”, “John Wesley Harding”, “Bringing it all back home” and “another side” not far behind.

I saw him with the band at the omni in 1974, and was not impressed. I won tickets to see him at the house of blues during the 1996 olympics, and could barely hear what he said, the sound was so bad.

I got a book about him at the library a few months ago. I got disgusted after about fifty pages. This story is on my blog .

Mr. Zimmerman has the same birth surname as Ethel Merman. May 24 is also the birthday of Queen Victoria and Patti Labelle. It is the day that Samuel Morse sent the message ” What hath G-d wrought” over the telegraph, starting the age of electric communication.

Pictures today are from The Library of Congress. HT to dangerousminds for the videos. John Waters used to stay at the Cheshire Motor Inn when he came to Atlanta.
Update:The situation at 22 words apparently has been resolved.

Freedom In Jeopardy

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 27, 2010

Sometimes you make the effort. The stuff at home can wait, and something is going on downtown. You put long pants and shoes on, wash your face, and get in the car. Sometimes it is worth it. Sometimes you would have been better off staying home.

There are arts festivals in town this Memorial Day. Thursday, the uberhipone downtown had a visual art opening and spoken word stage. A magic word…FREE…got PG interested. The space was a mattress factory that PG had delivered foam rubber to 38 years before.

So he drives down Briarcliff, through Little Five Points, past the hundred motorcycles parked outside the Vortex. On down Moreland, and some idiot is riding a pedal bike, without a light, through the tunnel. Finally bikeboi cut across the road, no doubt headed to the shopping center. Gentrification is so much fun.

Finally, the gallery is in sight, and PG realizes he is clueless where to park. He goes up the ramp, and sees two cars backing out of the section on the left side of the lot. He asks one of these cars what is going on, and learns that the lot is full. Suburbanite PG has little taste for art without parking, and decided he needed to go home.

A bit down the road on MLK is an entrance to the expressway, which seemed like a good idea. The normal procedure here… the least bad way to get home…is to get off the freeway at Buford Hiway.This night was an exception.

First, before you get to Lenox Road, there were seven APD cars, blue lights flashing, and one civilian car. This didn’t really affect PG, and considers that maybe it is a good idea to arrest that person.

On the other side of the light, across Peachtree Creek and the city limit, there was another gathering of blue lights. Everyone was stopped, and cars were forming lines. It looked like another accident, or maybe some roadwork.

It was a roadblock. In every lane were policeman, with orange vests over their uniforms. PG was in a line, and more annoyed than worried. He was 21 years retired from alcohol, the insurance was paid up, and the seat belt was buckled.

There was that chilling thought that his freedom was in jeopardy. If the fuzz took a mind to, PG could go to jail and lose his car. Doing nothing wrong has nothing to do with it.

The cop shouted “we have a line open here, come over this way”. PG looked to the side, and moved into this lane. He drove slowly through, expecting to see a Storm Trooper at any minute, reading him his rights. As it happened, no policeman was working that lane. PG just slowly drove through, and was never asked to stop.

Presidents We Have Known

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 27, 2010

Listening to the news shows that came on before the cartoons, PG heard the phrase “President Eisenhower”. As a friends explained to him, G-d made everything, but the President is Eisenhower.

When he was six, PG moved to a new house, and started first grade. There was an election that fall, and someone named Kennedy became President. PG wasn’t old enough to pay attention to the news yet, except when it looked like the Russians were going to kill us all in 1962.

The first news story that PG clearly remembers was the day when his fourth grade teacher, Miss McKenzie, told the class that President Kennedy had been shot. One of the worst moments that weekend was the moment when a plane landed in Washington, and the new President spoke on television. THAT was the new President? Yuck.

Lyndon Johnson was a larger than life figure, and was ultimately hated by millions of Amuricuns. While there was some good done by LBJ, it was overshadowed by the War in Vietnam.When he left office in 1968, the voters had possibly the worst choice ever…Hubert Humphrey or Richard Nixon.

Tricky Dick Nixon is another larger than life figure, with millions of Americans screaming for his impeachment. For some reason, there were others who passionately admired the man.

In 1973, the oil companies tried to say there was an oil shortage. Later that year, Egypt, Syria, and Jordan attacked Israel, and the Arab oil producers cut oil to the USA. After this embargo, OPEC was in charge of the oil supply, and the price of gasoline increased 200%. The era of big money oil was on. What a convenient war.

After the ethical shortcomings of Mr. Nixon became too obnoxious to ignore, Gerald Ford became President. On a policy level, Ford was like all the other Presidents…some things he got right, some things he got wrong. On a personality level…the show business part…Ford excelled. His family provided harmless fodder for the gossipmongers. He was a likable man, a welcome break from the meanness of Richard Nixon and Lyndon Johnson.

When PG was a kid at Ashford Park School, there had never been a President from Georgia. It seemed impossible. When Georgia Governor Jimmy Carter announced he was running, it seemed like another ego tripper running for President. The funny thing is, he won. It still seems a bit unreal, like having the Olympics in Atlanta.

Jimmy was a Democrat, with attack Republicans fighting him every step of the way. This is a problem later Democrats in the Oval Office will have. On the policy level, he did better than many realize. Many of his achievements only bore fruit after he left office. On the show biz front, his down home Georgia routine did not appeal to many Yankees. When he was trounced in 1980, he was beaten by an actor.

PG was worried when Ronald Reagan took office. With America’s nuclear arsenal, and the Soviet Union wheezing it’s threat, many thought that Ronnie would start the war to kill us all. The good news is, this war never happened. Whatever tough talk came out of Washington was not matched by military adventurism abroad.

Reagan was the master of show business. He was an actor, playing the greatest role of his career. It was said that if America had a figure head monarch, Reagan would have been terrific. On the policy front, taxes were cut, and the budget increased. The national debt went over a trillion dollars, which was seen as a horrible moment. (The annual budget deficit is now over a trillion dollars.)

When Mr. Reagan’s two terms were over, George H.W. Bush took over. This was an era where the Democrats could not do anything right on a national level. Bush presided over a war, and brought the troops home when the mission was over. His show business image never really took off, though, and the whiners were not pleased. A computer salesman named Ross Perot decided to run as a third party candidate.

In the winter of 1992, PG had a little job downtown. One day, there was a rally at the CNN center for a little known Presidential candidate. PG went, and said to a friend, If this guy gets elected, you are going to regret not going to see him. At the time, War Winner Bush seemed unbeatable, and PG said that with high sarcasm.

When he got to CNN center, it was obvious that a big money event was unfolding. The place was packed, with school children bussed in to fill all the seats. Finally, the speakers blared “Twist and Shout” at top volume, and Bill Clinton walked on the stage. PG was not especially impressed.

Clinton inspired toxic hatred, but managed to keep the boat floating. He won reelection, with the Republicans seeming to self destruct. The economy was going good, the budget was balanced, and the haters went wild. After a entertaining sex scandal, the Clinton years were over.

A couple of weeks before the 2000 election, PG liked neither candidate, and did not think it made much difference. (With Georgia’s electoral votes certain to go Republican, PG did not have a vote.) He listened to someone talking, who thought that it was important that Gore won. PG remembered that conversation often during the next eight years.

George W. Bush was a disaster. It is possible that 911 was a personal vendetta against the Bush family, and would not have happened if Gore was President. The reaction of Bush to this tragedy was to start two wars that we have not been able to finish.

Finally, we have Barack Obama, the first dark skinned President. He has continued the war happy ways of the Bush regime. BHO will probably be reelected in 2012, and given four more years to wage war. Pictures for this feature are from the The Library of Congress.

No One Questions

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 26, 2010

BHO seems to be making both right and left wingers mad at him. At one level, this is a sign that he is doing his job. When you go a bit deeper, you begin to wonder.

The one complaint involves Memorial Day. Traditionally, POTUS puts a wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. BHO is going to be elsewhere, and VPOTUS Joe Biden is going to fill in. One putrid blogger is getting upset.

This person claims to speak for our soldiers, and says that “they” do not respect BHO. This may be true for some. However, our military is made of free men and women, who don’t have a unanimous opinion about anything. Add to this the large numbers of African Americans in the service, who possibly share the pride of civilian African Americans in a dark skinned POTUS. One wonders how Mr. Erickson made this call.

It was also noted that Mr. Reagan and Mr. Bush, the elder, played hooky on Memorial Day wreath laying. As the putrid blogger tweets
“Diff b/w Reagan and Bush not going to Tomb and Obama? No one questioned their support for soldiers and belief in American Exceptionalism.” No one? Of course, Daddy Bush pulled the troops out of Babylon, after their mission was over, instead of leaving them in a quagmire.
And now for something completely different. It seems like the military is being sent on clandestine missions in countries we are not at war with. The idea is to pave the way for future actions, most notably in Iran. First we help Iran by getting Archenemy Saddam out of power, then we plan a military strike against them.

The New York Times has a piece about this latest development. Apparently the reporting was censored.
“The Times, responding to concerns about troop safety raised by an official at United States Central Command, the military headquarters run by General Petraeus (spell check suggestion:Petroleum), withheld details about how troops could be deployed in certain countries.”
HT to Obsidianwings and Andisheh Nouraee (spell check suggestions: Blandish, Outlandish, Entourage, Courage) . Pictures are from The Library of Congress.

Graceful A Maze

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 26, 2010

This story was originally posted by Gartalker. Pictures are from the ” Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”
Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play my bagpipes at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the Kentucky back-country.

As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost; and being a typical man I didn’t stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.

I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.

And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, and we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.

As I was opening the door to my car, I heard one of the worker say, “Sweet Mother of Jesus, I never seen nothing like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”

Fiscal Reponsibility

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 25, 2010

There is a bloggingheads diavlog up now about tea partiers. At about the 38 minute mark, Bob “sex symbol” Wright says “there’s a certain vagueness at the core”. It seems like fiscal responsibility is a buzz word…everyone is for it, but no one agrees how to get it.

Carl Hiassen makes a similar point. His column this week is about some of the things that nasty big government does. Like inspect food, give warnings for hurricanes, and provide material for comedians.

The numbers do not look good. One estimate of the population is 307006550, with a national debt of over $ 12,957,610,742,337. This works out to $42,206.00 per person.

The United States is in two wars at the moment ( that we know of). We have 100k troops in Afghanistan and 95k troops in Iraq. The cost of supporting these troops, in addition to the cost of caring for soldiers wounded in these operations, is immense.

PG has always been suspicious of anyone who says they are a fiscal conservative, and yet supports the wars in Babylon. Having 195k troops deployed eight time zones away=big government.

The reaction of our media is to obsess over whether a nit wit politician in Kentucky would have voted for a bill passed in 1964. This goes beyond arranging the deck chairs on the Titanic. This is arguing what color you would have painted them.

Pictures are from The Library of Congress. The elders of the day worried about the young people. Thank you dangerousminds(spell check suggestion:Dangerfield) for the animation. Go take his survey, but only if you buy stuff that will impress his advertisers.

Aged Of The Wisdom

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 24, 2010

The comments below are borrowed from facebook. It should be noted that PG does not agree with all of these observations. Pictures are from  ” Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”. //1.// I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.//2.// Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.//
3.// I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.//4.// There is great need for a sarcasm font.//5.// How the h#ll are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?//6.// Was learning cursive really necessary?//7.// Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5.// I’m pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.//8.// Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the Person died.//9.// I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.//10.// Bad decisions make good stories.//11.// You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.// 12.// Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blu Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection.again.//13.// I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.//14.// “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this – ever.//15.// I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello?// Hello?// D@mn it!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voice mail. What did you do after I didn’t answer?Drop the phone and run away?//16.// I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.// 17.// I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.//18.// I think the freezer deserves a light as well.//19.// I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.//20.// I wish Google Maps had an “Avoid Ghetto” routing option.//21.// Sometimes, I’ll watch a movie that I watched when I was younger and suddenly realize I had no idea what the heck was going on when I first saw it.//22.// I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in.//23.// The only time I look forward to a red light is when I’m trying to finish a text.// 24.// I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.//25.// How many times is it appropriate to say “What?” before you just nod and smile because you still didn’t hear or understand a word they said?//26.// I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front.// 27.// Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.//28.// Is it just me or do high school kids get dumber & dumber every year?// 29.// There’s no worse feeling than that millisecond you’re sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.//30.// As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.//31.// Sometimes I’ll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.//32.// Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my @$$ everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!

Mostly About Politics

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 24, 2010

The appropriately named Dangerous Minds has a link to a story. The story begins with a normal kid exposed to the underground press of 1967.
It took PG until 1968. PG was a subfreshman (subbie) at Cross Keys High School. One day, he had a stye in his eye, and realized he could get out of school if he had a doctors appointment. There was an eye doctor working in Rich’s at Lenox Square, and PG walked over there to see him.

By this time, the stye was fading, but any excuse to get out of school is a good one. The doctor gave him an ointment to put in the eye, and the standard instructions. PG was then let loose on Lenox Square. It was an open air mall, with a bowling alley and grocery store. There were concrete statues of Uncle Remus characters on display, and two doors were kept locked in the restrooms downstairs beside Davisons. When the mall first opened, those rooms were “colored men” and “colored women”.

There was a bearded man on the courtyard, with a stack of newspapers. PG asked what it was, and the bearded man said it was mostly politics. PG gave the man fifteen cents, and got a copy of “The Great Speckled Bird”. He was warned not to get caught with this at school.

“The Bird” was roughly 16 pages of tabloid sized newsprint. There were two things about that first issue that PG remembers today. There was a story about a man who had been in ‘Nam. He was proud to be the first Marine to piss in the latrine at Da Nang.

There was also a crude drawing of a naked woman. An arrow pointed to the vagina, with a caption…” pussy- good for screwing and or babies”. The Bird was not known for subtle sophistication.

The Great Speckled Bird stuck around for a few years. In the 1968 election, someone printed a “greatest hits” edition, and distributed it to houses in Dekalb (spell check suggestions:Denial, Dermal, Decal) County, with the headline ” New Era prints hippie smut sheet”. Evidently, the same printer who did the county legal organ printed the Bird, and some politician thought he could score points with the voters. The cartoon of the naked woman, from that first issue PG bought, was included.

Pictures for today’s feature are from The Library of Congress.

Rachel And Randy

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on May 23, 2010

This must be a slow news week. The raging controversy is whether the Republican Candidate for the Senate would have voted for a bill, that was passed when he was one year old.
As you probably know by know, Rand Paul ( born in 1963) was harassed this week by Rachel Maddow ( born in 1973) about the Civil Rights Act ( passed in 1964).
For some reason, Miss Maddow (spell check suggestions: Maddox, Madden, Madder) is determined to find out how Mr. Paul feels about a law that most of us accept without thinking. To his discredit, when asked a yes/no question, Mr. Paul says something other than yes/no.

Did anyone know that Rand Paul announced his candidacy for the Senate on the Rachel Maddow show? The video is embedded above. Could it be that Rachel Maddow is secretly working to help the Rand Paul campaign? The shows this week have gotten Mr. Paul tons of publicity. Is it really going to hurt Mr. Paul that a short haired media woman grills him about civil rights for black people?

The other part of the story is whether Rand Paul is named for Ayn Rand. A few clever youtube titles have come out of this, and it gives name recognition to the Paul campaign…it’s all good.
Randal Howard Paul used to be called Randy, until his wife got him to drop the y. While he does admire Ayn Rand, and his father may have met the former Alisa Zinov’yevna Rosenbaum, there is no connection between the two names.
Rand Paul is not the most handsomest person in politics, but he does not look like a typewriter. The story on Ayn Rand is that she got her pen name from a Remington Rand typewriter.
Pictures are from the ” Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”. Included are two images of Herman Talmadge (spell check suggestions:Talmud.Talisman), who did not vote for the Civil Rights Act.