Are You Opposed To The Death Penalty?

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 22, 2011

As some have noticed, Chamblee54 runs stories about the death penalty. These features generate tons of traffic, which most bloggers enjoy. Today, we will try to collect the links in one place, and give an overview. This story will be written in first person. Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”
Yesterday, PG went to Jackson GA to witness the scene outside the prison during an execution. The people opposed to the death penalty were having a vigil. Two that I talked to were rude. The exception was a gray haired lady who arrived with an armload of signs, and cold drinks. (This was July in Georgia. Cold drinks are a sacrament.) The lady thanked me for coming, and asked if I was opposed to the death penalty. There was no sound bite answer.

The short answer is that we should have the death penalty, but use it very, very seldom. I don’t think it is a deterrent. It is more expensive than life imprisonment. (With all those appeals, it is a jobs program for the legal industry.) It is the ultimate in pre meditation.

On the other hand, there are some crimes that make you mad. The recently departed Andrew Grant DeYoung stabbed his fourteen year old sister so many times, the number of knife wounds could not be counted. Many of the wounds had hilt marks. While compiling a big picture look at The Death Penalty In Georgia , I read a few more stories that make you want to get your pitchfork. Perhaps this ultimate penalty is appropriate in some cases.

One problem is telling the difference. I have been writing about executions for roughly three years. I have written about eight executions ( I may have missed one or two.) A couple have been horrendous, and some have been “ordinary”murders. In two cases, the executed did not do the killing, but was guilty because of a legal technicality. One wonders what effect an aggressive District Attorney has in deciding who gets executed, and who gets life in prison.

Capital punishment is strong stuff. It is taking a human life. Our criminal justice system has numerous issues with corruption, political showboating, and overall fairness. One has to wonder whether this Big Government institution is smart enough to use a powerful tool like capital punishment.

Capital punishment is similar to two other “life issues“, abortion and war. I suppose there is someone who is opposed to all three, in all cases, but I have never met this person. All three issues involve a human being, or group of human beings, taking the life of another human being. One answer is to say that ending a life is G-d’s job, and that you should leave it up to her.

If you build a facility for something, you are making it’s use almost certain. (Oversimplified rhetoric alert.) If you have an army, you are going to look for ways to use it. If you have an abortion clinic, then ladies are going to kill their babies. If you have capital punishment, some glory addicted district attorney is going to try to put a knotch on his belt.

There are two controversial death penalty cases in Georgia now. This would be Troy Davis and Carlton Gary. At first, I was convinced of the innocence of Mr. Davis. Four posts later, I am not so sure. There is little doubt Mr. Davis was in the Burger King parking lot the morning of the shooting. The lack of physical evidence is troubling, and the police have not been well behaved.

As for Carlton Gary, there is a good bit of evidence that he was not the silk stocking strangler. However, he is not a nice man. There is dna evidence linking him to a murder in upstate New York. This was a high profile case, and the police were eager to “solve” the crimes. There is a possibility that the real killer is at large.

The method of execution in Georgia is antiseptically called “lethal injection”. I prefer to say poisoned. The state got in trouble recently for importing execution supplies from a dodgy foreign source. The legitimate makers of these drugs are opposed to their use in executions. This is another problem.

Here are the links to features at chamblee 54 on capital punishment.

The Death Penalty In Georgia (This story has a gallery of the men, and woman, under death sentence. It was current in 2009.) Execution Van , Is life scred?, Execution night in Jackson, Enjoy it too much , bone yard , Military Money.
The execution facility in Georgia has a drug problem. They have obtained substances illegally.
They have been busted.

Timothy Woodrow Pruitt and Leeland Mark Braley committed suicide while under death sentence.

Chamblee54 has written about Troy Davis one, two , three, four times.

There is only one feature, so far, on Carlton Gary.
Chamblee54 has covered eight executions. William Earl Lynd , Curtis Osborne , William Mark Mize , Mark McCain , Brandon Rhode, Emmanuel Hammond, Roy Blankenship , Andrew Grant DeYoung.

Andrew Grant DeYoung Part Two

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 21, 2011

Ever since he has written about the death penalty in Georgia , PG has wanted to “make the scene” at an execution. The poisoning of Andrew DeYoung was delayed one day. Some wanted to make a video of the procedure, and some did not think this was a good idea. The Department of Corrections delayed the execution for one day to discuss the matter. PG had a previous engagement for Wednesday, but was ready for a road trip on Thursday.

The road trip part was a bit longer than necessary. Google gave PG some bad instructions. After driving around lost, and getting discouraged, PG stopped at a gas station and asked for directions. He had to good fortune to get a young lady who lived in the area, and spoke English as her native tongue. Just get back on 36, go through town, and the prison is right before you get to I 75, you can’t miss it. Soon, PG took a right on Prison Blvd.

The guard gave him a green ribbon of plastic to wear on his wrist … “we have some jewelry for you. It’s cheap. Keep this on while you’re here”. The guard was just as nice as he could be, as were all the state employees on the scene. PG drove down a driveway, and was shown where to park. After a much needed visit to the porto potty, PG walked into a roped off area. One man and four women, all white, were sitting at a picnic table.

The man came over and shook hands with PG. They were having a vigil. When PG mentioned that he wrote a blog, the attitude of the vigil man changed dramatically. There was a table, with a water cooler, where the media was supposed to sit. It was strongly suggested to PG that he go there. The problem was, the guard on duty said that the media had already left, and PG would need to go back in the enclosed area with the vigil people.

PG walked around the enclosed area for a few minutes. A lady pulled up, and came into the area carrying a collection of signs. The lady went over to talk to PG. The lady was a staunch opponent of the death penalty, whereas PG has a more pragmatic view. PG mentioned that this case was not likely to get much sympathy. The lady agreed, but mentioned that the aunt of Mr. DeYoung was sitting at the table. (Since Mr. DeYoung killed his parents, this would make the aunt related to the victims, as well as the guest of honor.) Soon after this, a lady came over and started to give PG dirty looks. Again, it was suggested that PG go sit  at the media table.

Before long, a guard waved PG to a spot outside the ropes. PG had to give up the green plastic ribbon, and wear a yellow plastic ribbon. He was introduced to a lady in a black pantsuit, who worked for the DCOR. The lady gave PG an information package, and told him to stay at the media table.

There were three areas, separated by ropes and distance. The media table, with a compensating water jug, was the place for PG. The anti death penalty crew had a roped off area. There was a third roped off area, for the pro death penalty witnesses. Two fat white women were at that picnic table. Five Corrections Department guards made a fourth group, along with a police dog. With the exception of Mr. DeYoung, a good time was had by all.

It was a good bit before the scheduled seven pm execution, and PG needed a way to pass the time. The information packet was read. The last meal for Mr. DeYoung was pizza, breadsticks, all fruit strawberry preserves, concord grape juice, and vanilla ice cream. A sheet of paper listed the drugs that would be used to terminate Mr. DeYoung. The 36 point type read Pentobarbital, Pancuronium Bromide, Potassim Chloride, and Ativan (sedative).

The information package had a report on inmates under death sentence. The report said that Leeland Braley “died of natural causes in 2010”. Mr. Braley committed suicide.

The time spent at the media table went smoothly, if a bit boring. The front part of the prison complex was green, with a lake behind the vigil area. It was as if it were a gated complex for luxury living. (Actually, it is a gated complex.) The sun went down, the air cooled off, and the crickets got caught up on gossip. At one point, the anti death penalty people got in a circle and held hands. Someone sang a song that sounded like “Amazing Grace”.

After a while, the two pro death penalty ladies left. The lady in the pantsuit walked up to PG, and said that the time of death was 8:04. According to the fishwrapper, his last words were “I’m sorry for everyone I’ve hurt.” The body was loaded into a black van owned by the Butts County Coroner. This van passed PG on I75 on the way back home.

Photography was not allowed at the vigil. Pictures today are from The Library of Congress.

The Ghost Of Backstreet

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 21, 2011

PG needs a good excuse to go to town these days. Outwrite Books hosted a reading from The Fire in Moonlight: Stories from the Radical Faeries: 1975-2010, which qualifies as a good excuse. The first step was to leave Chamblee early, and hope to get a parking spot. The traffic did not cooperate.

Driving down Peachtree was another exercise in patience. PG turned left onto Sixth, and was surprised to see that the Armory building was still standing. It was assumed that the entire block was part of the high rise holocaust, that  conquered the tight squeeze district. PG proceeded eastward towards Piedmont, arrived at Tenth street, and found a parking spot. It was seven p.m., and the reading did not start for a half hour. It was time to walk around and take pictures.

The first stop was 939 Piedmont. PG’s mother lived there, and the building still stands. Piedmont was full of photo opportunities, until Sixth Street was reached. There was a man walking two dogs, one of whom posed cheerfully. The other dog barked at the camera, and was duly ignored.

At Sixth and Juniper, PG looked over the remains of the Armory. Beside the building was a wooden fence. Behind that fence was the parking lot for Backstreet, in all it’s asphalt glory. If those yellow stripes could talk, the stories they could tell. PG choked up a bit, to think that part of old midtown was still laying down.

It was getting close to Seven Thirty. PG got to the store to do a little socializing before the reading. The host, Franklin Abbott, talked about the book. He said that the southern faeries had gatherings before 1979, when Harry Hay is generally believed to have founded the radical faeries.

A parade of speakers came to the microphone to read from the book. PG found a spot to stand, near the right of the speaker, where he found a good camera angle. With a bit of shifting around, the speaker was blocking some lights on the sidewalk. PG listened to the readers. At one point he felt a tear in his eye. PG realized that he is both heir to, and participant in, a fabulous cultural heritage.

The reading was over much too soon. It was time to walk around the room and collect hugs. As a final moment of the oldtimers night out, PG stopped at the Spur/Conoco/Citgo station on Cheshire Bridge Road to buy gasoline. The gas was twenty cents a gallon cheaper than the stations on Piedmont, near the park. No police were in sight.

Lisa Baron TMI

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 20, 2011

Lisa Baron is a big, cavernous piece of work. When she was married to Jimmy Baron , they lived in a McMansion on Osborne Road in Brookhaven. She is currently flogging a book, Life of the Party: A Political Press Tart Bares All. Ms. Baron has a podcast, a twitter account, a youtube account, and no shame. (The youtube account has one subscriber, jimmybaron. )

The Daily Beast has a review of the book, which is handy for copying the trademark quote. “When people find out that I worked for Ralph Reed during the 2000 Republican presidential primary in South Carolina, they always ask the same thing: Was it true Ralph told voters that Senator John McCain fathered a black child?” she writes. “And my answer is always the same, ‘How would I know? I was in a Greenville hotel room giving Ari Fleischer a blow job.”

This competes with the first line of the trashiest book PG ever read, Going Down With Janis, Janis Joplin’s Intimate Story. This is not an exact quote. ” I was naked, stoned blind on heroin, and the girl with her head between my legs, giving me head, was Janis Joplin”.

Lisa Baron is the former spokeslady for Ralph Reed. The medium is the message. Mr. Reed is a professional christian politician, lending expertise to candidates who can afford his services. When the lady, known at the time as Lisa Gimbel, was giving a “Lewinsky” to the spokesman for George W. Bush, Mr. and Mrs. Reed were in the hotel room next door. Mr. Reed has been quoted “I now realize that politics is a noble calling to serve G-d and my fellow man,”…“We’re interested in outlawing all pornographic and indecent communication, which makes it harder for a site to entice children in.”… “What I want to do is to ensure that cyberspace is family friendly and children friendly.”

PG first heard of Lisa Baron when she was writing a weekly column for the SundayPaper. She became notorious on December 11, 2005, with the publication of My big cavernous pit of love. ( This link is for a cached version of this column. The Sunday Paper no longer has archives available. The column we are discussing today is sandwiched between “Sucking the fat out” and “Leaving Atlanta for a bisexual plumber”.) The intro to this seminal piece is “I swear I don’t have a big vagina, but over the Thanksgiving holiday, I told my father-in-law I did. That’s right, I told him right to his face that his daughter-in-law, the woman his beloved first born son chose for a wife comes with a big cavernous pit of love.”

Andrew Grant DeYoung

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 20, 2011

The State of Georgia is planning to poison Andrew Grant DeYoung tonight. Mr. DeYoung was convicted of a triple murder
DeYoung was sentenced to Death in October 1995 in Cobb County. He and a friend, David Michael Haggerty, 28, stabbed to death his parents and little sister ­ Gary Wayne, 42, Kathryn, 41, and Sarah, 14, ­ on July 15, 1993. Mr. DeYoung had no prior criminal record. Mr. Haggerty was sentenced to life in prison in July 1996.
This will be the second execution in Georgia using pentobarbital as a sedative. The manufacturer of the substance, a Danish company Lundbeck , is opposed to the use of it’s product for executions. There were reports that the substance did not work as expected during the execution of Roy Blankenship. A video will be made of the execution of Mr. DeYoung.

There seems to be little doubt that Mr. DeYoung committed the crime. The following is from a PRESS ADVISORY from the Georgia Attorney General.

During the months preceding the crime, DeYoung told his accomplice David Michael Hagerty that he wanted to start a business and hoped to find investors to finance the project. He later confided in Hagerty that he had been unsuccessful in finding financial backing, but that he had another solution. He estimated his parents’ estate to be worth $480,000, and, as Hagerty testified, “he felt that the only means to acquire the money was take his family’s life.” Subsequently, DeYoung told Hagerty that “the murders were going to have to take place,” and the two met to discuss preparations.
DeYoung formulated the plan to murder his parents and two siblings by slashing their throats, and then setting fire to the house. Several days before the planned event, DeYoung drove Hagerty to the DeYoung family’s church in Dunwoody. There they buried two containers — a footlocker and another box — which contained what DeYoung described to Hagerty as evidence which would incriminate him. In preparation for the murders, DeYoung and Hagerty purchased clothing and supplies, including an eleven-inch filet knife and two gasoline containers.
According to the plan, DeYoung and Hagerty traveled on foot to the DeYoung home at 2:00 a.m. on June 14, 1993. On the way, they retrieved boots, gloves and knives from a duffle bag which DeYoung had left in the woods earlier that evening. Both men were armed with knives. They approached the DeYoung home from the rear of the property where they retrieved two containers of gasoline they had left there earlier. When they reached the house, DeYoung took a handgun from his duffle bag and tucked it into his waistband. After he cut the telephone wires, he and Hagerty entered the house. DeYoung went upstairs where his parents and sister were asleep. He instructed Hagerty to go to a downstairs bedroom where his 16-year-old brother Nathan was asleep, and to cut his throat with the filet knife.
DeYoung stabbed his mother repeatedly while she was sleeping in her bedroom upstairs; her screams awakened his father. As he struggled with his father, DeYoung’s sister Sarah came to the doorway of their parents’ bedroom. DeYoung slashed his father to death, and then stabbed and killed Sarah in the hallway. Hagerty heard a commotion upstairs, and changed his mind about killing Nathan.
Nathan testified that he heard stomping and banging noises coming from upstairs, and he heard his sister cry out and call his name. Upon finding that the phone was dead, Nathan escaped through his bedroom window and ran to a neighbor’s house for assistance. Instead of setting fire to the house as they had planned, DeYoung and Hagerty searched the area for Nathan. Nathan returned with a neighbor who was armed with a gun. The neighbor noticed movement in the driveway, and observed a figure clad in black. As the neighbor was about to shoot at the man, he observed that it was Andrew DeYoung, and he called out, “Andy, what did you do?” The neighbor testified that he had no doubt the man he saw was the defendant. Nathan did not see the suspect’s face, but he testified that his “movements and his body size resembled Andy, my brother.”
DeYoung and Hagerty fled from the house in separate directions. Both had discarded their clothing, boots, and weapons along the way. They eventually met up later that morning at Hagerty’s home, where they concocted an alibi. Hagerty observed that DeYoung had injuries to his neck and forehead.
DeYoung drove back to his home at 10:30 a.m., seven hours after the murders. He told police that he had spent most of the night at Hagerty’s home, and he denied any involvement in the crimes. Authorities noted that he was calm and showed no grief over the deaths of his family members. There were scratches and abrasions present on his face, neck, hands and right arm. Hagerty was interviewed by police and gave several statements in which he admitted his participation in the crimes. He also led authorities to the clothing worn by him during the killings, and to the footlocker and box which had been concealed on the church property. These contained DeYoung’s shoulder holster and ammunition pouch and a hand-drawn map depicting the route to the DeYoung home. An arrow on the map pointed to a cul-de-sac where the house was located and was accompanied by the words “Just Do It.” Hagerty also led police to a gun that fit the holster recovered in the footlocker, and a Glock Model 81 military survival knife, which he identified as similar to the knife DeYoung used on the night of the crime. The victims’ wounds were consistent with that knife. DeYoung and Hagerty were arrested on the same day, and charged with the three murders.

The U.S. Court of Appeals issued an opinion on the case. It focuses on the penalty phase of the trial. There seems to be little doubt that Mr. DeYoung was guilty.

“Police arrived and found Gary, Kathryn, and Sarah DeYoung’s bodies. Sarah had scores of stab, cutting, and slash wounds on her neck, back, chest, arms, and hands. The wounds to the back of Sarah’s neck overlapped so much it was impossible to count them. There were at least seventeen wounds on Sarah’s back, several of which had prominent hilt marks. The blood spatter patterns indicated Sarah was on the ground while most injuries were inflicted.
Kathryn DeYoung, like Sarah, had many stab wounds and cuts on her neck, back, and torso. Among them were a seven-inch-long cutting wound on her thigh and a five-inch-deep stab wound on her back that penetrated into her chest and completely severed her aorta. One wound in her neck cut all the way through her trachea and also severed her left carotid artery and left external jugular vein. Kathryn had wounds going across her chest and wrapping around her right side, consistent with being attacked while lying down and rolling away from her attacker.
Gary DeYoung suffered numerous wounds to his face and upper torso. He had a cut over his right eyebrow ridge, a deep stab wound in front of his right ear that fractured his jaw, stab wounds in his upper arm and neck, and numerous stab wounds to his chest. Gary also had two wounds on his right thigh, a six-inch-deep wound on his back, and a large chopping-type wound on his right biceps.”

Mr. DeYoung was 19, and living at home when the murders took place. He was a Burger King manager, and there were reports that he sold marijuana at the restaurant. The court opinion reports :
“Dr. Shaffer’s evaluation showed DeYoung had (1) an IQ of about 140, (2) an acute awareness of his intellectual abilities, and (3) no evidence of brain damage. DeYoung told Dr. Shaffer that his father “was of equally superior intellectual ability” and was one of the few people to whom DeYoung could relate, and that DeYoung and his father “competed intellectually.” DeYoung’s parents “were unquestioningly religious, and their unwavering acceptance of church dogma had caused [DeYoung] to seek out and explore as many different philosophies and religions as he could in a search for answers.”
Grandmother Letha DeYoung testified during the penalty phase of the trial.
“I have happy memories of Andy. He was always pleasant. He was cooperative. He was friendly. He was willing to talk. He is verbal. Most of those memories are, of course, from before the teens, or early teens. I don’t know what Andy was like in his home after he became involved in Satanism. Satanism does something to a person.
Grandfather Dr. Marvin DeYoung, also testified
“Andy has a good mind. He has been raised in a Christian church. He has gone to Christian school, and he has been baptized. And baptism means that that’s G-d’s mark on him. And when G-d marks somebody that means something to G-d, and G-d doesn’t forget that….[M]y plea for Andrew, for the jury, would be that if you give Andrew life in prison rather than death[,] I can see that he can become a real useful servant of G-d . . . .[The penal system] can be changed by somebody like Andrew, if he gives his life to Christ. He can become a real witness for the good news of salvation.
Pictures today are from The Library of Congress

UPDATE: Andrew Grant DeYoung was executed Thursday July 21, 2011. Chamblee54 was in the media tent outside the prison. Chamblee54 has written about the death penalty many times.
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Nappy Hair Where?

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 19, 2011

PG was reading facebook, minding his own business, when he saw something that made his head explode. It started with a post with the splashy title White Liberals Have White Privilege Too! . There is something about online discussions about white privilege that make well meaning people want to type a lot of words into little boxes on the monitor. PG usually avoids such a conversation, as if it were an amway pitch, but made an exception this fateful afternoon.

The seminal article was written in 2007, and mentioned the media controversy of the day. It seemed as though Joe Biden said
“I mean, you got the first mainstream African-American who is articulate and bright and clean and a nice-looking guy … I mean, that’s a storybook, man.” Mr. Biden is currently the Vice President, serving under the FMAA.
There was a link to a bit of archaic html called ” Black People Love Us!, which tells the story of Sally and Johnny…
“We are well-liked by Black people so we’re psyched (since lots of Black people don’t like lots of White people)!! We thought it’d be cool to honor our exceptional status with a ROCKIN’ domain name and a killer website!!” The fun starts when a facebook paster quoted a letter to BPLU.
“I swear, if one more white person says that they want to touch my hair, I am gonna puck a f*ckin mousetrap in it so their f*ckin hand gets caught in it. anyways… GET WITH THE PROGRAM! Have any of you ever heard of sarcasm? Irony? Satires? Canterbury Tales? Shakespeare’s “As You Like it” and “Much Ado About Nothing?” If some of you would actually get your heads out of your asses for one second and read a f*cking book or get educated, you will see that this website is NOT trying to break down PEOPLE, but break down BARRIERS and erase STEREOTYPES…With much love for Sally and Johnny… A Black University of Michigan Student with nappy-ass hair”.

The resulting visual ruined the day for PG. BUMS should keep his/her pants on, and not burden the world with the sight of  nappy hair on his/her posterior. The same thing goes for an asian, latino, caucasian, native american, or zorlack with this problem.

This is a two part feature. The second part is a repost, which relates to the content of part one. The pictures are from ” Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”.

PG was recently reading a list of rules for writing , when he began to think of a few. A wordpad was opened, and before long 18 suggestions appeared. Many are only marginally about writing.

When you publish a list like this, you are placing a target on your back, with the word hypocrite written above. PG does not claim to take all these suggestions all the time. What follows is a goal to work for, not a script for a situation comedy.

When in doubt, shut up.
A halo is best worn over one ear.

If you want to be forgiven, forgive. If you want to be understood, understand.

There are few situations that cannot be made worse with anger and loud talk.

You have two ears and one mouth. Listen twice as much as you talk.

A douche is a hygiene appliance. The verb form refers to using this device, for cleaning purposes. Neither the noun nor the verb is appropriate for use as an insult.

A sentence has one period, placed at the end. Do not place a period after every word to make a point. You should find another way to show emphasis.

Not everyone enjoys the sound of your voice as much as you do.

Do not place “ass” between and adjective and the object. “Ass” is a noun that refers to either a donkey or a butt. An adverb is used to modify an adjective, and is placed before the adjective. Using “ass” as a misplaced adverb is improper. This applies to “a$$”as well.

Before you “call out” somebody for “racism”, drape a towel over your mirror.

The third commandment says to not use the word G-d “in vain”. The G word should only be used for worship and respectful discussion. Improper uses include expressing anger, swearing to, selling life insurance, and pledging allegiance to a nationalist symbol.

Cusswords Part Two

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 18, 2011

The text today is a collection of quotes about profanity. Chamblee54 has written about these words before. The quotes today are courtesy of workinghumor,  brainyquote,  brainyquote, quotationsbook, searchquotes,  quotesea, thinkexist, goodreads. The pictures are from The Library of Congress. SOME OF THESE QUOTES CONTAIN PROFANITY!! // All hockey players are bilingual. They know English and profanity. Gordie Howe //First you learn a new language, profanity; and second you learn not to discipline your dogs when you’re mad, and that’s most of the time when you’re training dogs. Lou Schultz // For a woman to consider a financial question was shuddered over as a profanity. Victoria Woodhull // I do not use profanity in my novels. My characters all go to church. Nicholas Sparks // I knew the profanity used up and down my street would not go over the air… So I trained myself to say ‘Holy Cow’ instead. Harry Caray // I wanted to cut down on the profanity, because I think I’m funnier without sayin’ a lot of cuss words. Chris Tucker // I’ve tried to reduce profanity but I reduced so much profanity when writing the book that I’m afraid not much could come out. Perhaps we will have to consider it simply as a profane book and hope that the next book will be less profane or perhaps more sacred. Ernest Hemingway // There was certainly less profanity in the Godfather than in the Sopranos. There was a kind of respect. It’s not that I totally agreed with it, but it was a great piece of art. Danny Aiello // Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer. Mark Twain // We don’t do drugs, drink or use profanity. Instead we instill morals and values in my boys by raising them with a love of G-d and a love and respect for themselves and all people. I believe they will have a chance. Anita Baker // Art is permitted to survive only if it renounces the right to be different, and integrates itself into the omnipotent realm of the profane. Theodor Adorno // Every science is a profane restatement of the preceding dogmas of the religious period. Francis Parker Yockey // Half of the secular unrest and dismal, profane sadness of modern society comes from the vain ideas that every man is bound to be a critic for life. Henry Van Dyke // Hardly a name in profane history is more august than his. Hardly another character in the world’s record has made so little of its opportunities. His discovery was a blunder; his blunder was a new world; the New World is his monument. Justin Winsor // It is certain, indeed, that the sacred writers were apt to make great allowances for people with empty stomachs, and though I am well aware that the present profane ones think this very reprehensible, I venture to agree with the sacred writers. James Payn // It is incumbent upon us to understand our greatness and believe in it so that we do not cheapen and profane ourselves. Meir Kahane // Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day. Henry David Thoreau // Nowadays the rage for possession has got to such a pitch that there is nothing in the realm of nature, whether sacred or profane, out of which profit cannot be squeezed. Desiderius Erasmus // Professional managers, coaches, and players have a right to question an umpire’s decision if they do it in a professional manner. When they become personal, profane, or violent, they have crossed the line and must be dealt with accordingly. Jim Evans // The foolish and wicked practice of profane cursing and swearing is a vice so mean and low that every person of sense and character detests and despises it. George Washington // The secret thoughts of a man run over all things, holy, profane, clean, obscene, grave, and light, without shame or blame. Thomas Hobbes // War is a profane thing. Norman Schwarzkopf // “Profanity is the weapon of the witless” // “Profanity is the common crutch of the conversational cripple.” David Keuck // “When a man uses profanity to support an argument, it indicates that either the man or the argument is weak – probably both” // “Profanity is the attempt of a lazy and feeble mind to express itself forcefully” // “If profanity had an influence on the flight of the ball, the game of golf would be played far better than it is.” Horace G. Hutchinson // “Orchestras only need to be sworn at, and a German is consequently at an advantage with them, as English profanity, except in America, has not gone beyond a limited technology of perdition.” George Bernard Shaw // Take not God’s name in vain; select a time when it will have effect. ~ Ambrose Bierce // Good authors, too, who once knew better words, Now use only four-letter words, Writing prose…. Anything goes. ~ Cole Porter // Dear G-d, There’s something I wanted to ask you… what was all that thundering and lightening about last night ?~ Dennis the Menace // He’s nice to people ‘n animals… but you oughta hear him talkin’ to a golf ball ! ~ Dennis the Menace // I don’t think a little kid should be punished for somethin’ he learned from a parrot ! ~ Dennis the Menace // If I have to sit in the corner for sayin’ it, at least you could tell me what it means ! ~ Dennis the Menace // Here is the piece. If you can’t say fornicate can you say copulate or if not that can you say co-habit? If not that would have to say consummate I suppose. Use your own good taste and judgment. ~ Ernest Hemingway // In TV today, you can say I pricked my finger, but you can’t say it the other way around. ~ George Carlin // Grant me some wild expressions, Heavens, or I shall burst. ~ George Farquhar // Many a man’s profanity has saved him from a nervous breakdown. ~ Henry S. Haskins // I personally think we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain. ~ Jane Wagner // Cursing is invoking the assistance of a spirit to help you inflict suffering. Swearing on the other hand, is invoking, only the witness of a spirit to an statement you wish to make. ~ John Ruskin // A footman may swear; but he cannot swear like a lord. He can swear as often: but can he swear with equal delicacy, propriety, and judgment? ~ Jonathan Swift // When angry count four; when very angry, swear. ~ Mark Twain // The idea that no gentleman ever swears is all wrong. He can swear and still be a gentleman if he does it in a nice and benevolent and affectionate way. – Mark Twain // There ought to be a room in every house to swear in. It’s dangerous to have to repress an emotion like that. ~ Mark Twain // Let us swear while we may, for in Heaven it will not be allowed. ~ Mark Twain // It is no harm to be an ass, if one is content to bray and not kick. ~ Mark Twain // When you’re in @#*!#-ing hell, your forehead can feel a wee bit feverish. (By the way, that’s the way my wife actually curses. She doesn’t use dirty words; she’ll literally say “asterisk, pound sign, exclamation point, the-letter-‘A’-with-a-circle-around-it, asterisk, asterisk, asterisk.”) ~ Paul Reiser (Babyhood) // Ay, ay, the best terms will grow obsolete: damns have had their day. ~ Richard Sheridan // It comes to pass oft that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him. ~ William Shakespeare // “This is something I have wanted to do for a long time, … Athletes have a huge impact on so many people. Occasionally, some of them need reminding how important their example is. Frankly, we are all tired of the profanity-laced interviews and the overall perception by some that they are above the law. It is time to step up and take seriously the chance we have to make a difference for good in the lives of others.” ~ Dale Murphy // “Any upcoming artists who sing pop, R&B, or any other genre are welcome as long as there’s no profanity in the music, … We didn’t do that in the ’70s, ’60s or ’50s. And people don’t have to do it now.” ~ Gladys Knight // “This is a fifth-grade student that wants to perform a song filled with lyrics about drug use, war, abortion, gay rights and profanity.” ~ Nadine Drew // “I drink a lot of Diet Coke and belch. I’ve been known to use the f word.” Helena Bonham Carter // “Profaneness is a brutal vice. He who indulges in it is no gentleman.” Edwin Hubbel Chapin // “Nothing is greater or more fearful sacrilege than to prostitute the great name of G-d to the petulancy of an idle tongue.” Jeremy Taylor // “If you go home with somebody, and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ’em!” — John Waters // “Play it fuckin’ loud!” — Bob Dylan // “I’ve been accused of vulgarity. I say that’s bullshit.” — Mel Brooks // “Shit is the tofu of cursing and can be molded to whichever condition the speaker desires. Hot as shit. Windy as shit. I myself was confounded as shit…” — David Sedaris // “Don’t fuck with me, fellas. This cowgirl has been to the rodeo before.” — Joan Crawford // “If you can’t say Fuck, you can’t say, Fuck the government.” — Lenny Bruce // “profanity and obscenity entitle people who don’t want unpleasant information to close their ears and eyes to you.” — Kurt Vonnegut // “Scummer, pox and wound rot!” roared Tunstall, slamming his fist down on the bed. “Gods cursed the pig-tarsed mammering craven currish beef-witted bum-licking gut-griping louts that did this to me! May every flea, leech and hookworm in all creation find and feast upon them!” — Tamora Pierce // “Censorship feeds the dirty mind more than the four-letter word itself.” — Dick Cavett // “As soon as we got back I ran upstairs and told everyone the story, thus telling everyone the alarm code, thus breaking one of the Ten Commandments when I lied and said I’d keep the code a secret. As I’ve known for a long, long time now, hell is going to be totally fucking worth it.” — Sarah Royal // “I do not believe profanity has anything to do with Christianity, thank you.” — Dee Snider // “You have to be mad in the language you’re mad in.” — Chris Crutcher // “Obscenity is a notable enhancer of life and is suppressed at grave peril to the arts.” — Brendan Gill // “swearing is like perfume. used intelligently in small doses – it can enhance the meaning of a phrase. if it’s cheap and overwhelmingly applied – it can make you leave the room! kaiamaeve // “I must confess, I quite like swearing. But, like everything, try to do it in moderation. A good oath blurted out at the right time can really emphasize a message. I don’t think I know any adults who never swear, but I know many who rarely let out a good curse-word and, when they do, you know they really mean it. They make it count.” Andrew Berthoff //

Sherwood Schwartz

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 17, 2011

PG was waiting for Uzi to come over, for their sunday afternoon adventure. PG had been meaning to write about Sherwood Schwartz, the creator of Gilligan’s Island and The Brady Bunch, who met his maker July 12, 2011. PG decided to see how much he could knock out while Uzi was coming over. (PG was starting to copy html code into the finished text when Uzi arrived.) Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”

Against his better judgement, PG entered “Sherwood Schwartz” into google. Before you could say Skipper, he was on the twitter page of Tina Louise. (Ginger Grant on Gilligan’s Island) .”The official Twitter account of Tina Louise: actress, mother, friend. Still living on an island (Manhattan).” The former “Movie Star” ( and gf of Lenny Bruce) said
“Sherwood Schwartz brought laughter and comfort to millions of people. Gilligan’s Island was a family. He will be in our hearts forever.” On April 18, she tweeted “Just saw Philip Monaghan’s amazing art exhibit correlating watching Gilligan’s Island to escape from the sadness of Kennedy’s assassination.”
The first post was at WFMU.
“Someone gave me his home phone number a couple of months ago. I called and he was incredibly gracious with his time. He did not have to be, seeing as how I was a total stranger disturbing him at home. I would have liked to have interviewed him for a longer period of time, but an elderly throat kept him from speaking beyond forty minutes. At one point he announced with amusing self-awareness, “I don’t know if you know this, but… I’m pretty old.”
The interview itself was at Classic Television Showbiz. (This site is a dandy place to kill time.) Sherwood Schwartz wanted to be a doctor. As he tells the story, in 1938 medical schools would only admit a certain number of Jews, and he applied after the quota was full. His brother Al was working for Bob Hope, and got Sherwood a job as a writer.

After World War II, Mr. Schwartz worked on radio shows. One of his shows was “The Alan Young Show”. Jim Backus played a snobbish millionaire named Hubert Updike III. This character later took a three hour cruise, under a similar name.

Sherwood Schwartz was on the writer’s team for Red Skelton. When he was asked where he got his jokes, Mr. Skelton
“pointed upward and said, “From the big man upstairs.” One night, on television, “The host, I forget who it was, asked him, “How is it that all the other big comics have gone through specials and you continue to do a half hour every single week? How is that possible?” They asked him how does he account for the fact he was the only one left. Red said, “Every week, when I get those lousy scripts from the writers I yawn. And the voice of God tells me how to fix things.” Sherwood Shwartz did not work for Red Skelton after that.
Another show created by Mr. Schwartz was It’s About Time . It had cavemen who were transplanted in modern life, and only ran one season. The star of the show was Joe E. Ross, who apparently was a piece of work. After his TV career was over, he did stand up comedy.
“He died onstage while he was doing stand-up. The famous story is that he wasn’t doing too well career wise at that point. He was being paid one hundred dollars to do the show. I guess he had a heart attack in the middle of the show. After the show his wife went to collect the money and they only gave her fifty dollars – because he didn’t finish the show.”

Professional Verbs

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 17, 2011

Proverbs 29 – 1 He, that being often reproved hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy. 2 When the righteous are in authority, the people rejoice: but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn. 3 Whoso loveth wisdom rejoiceth his father: but he that keepeth company with harlots spendeth his substance. 4 The king by judgment establisheth the land: but he that receiveth gifts overthroweth it. 5 A man that flattereth his neighbour spreadeth a net for his feet. 6 In the transgression of an evil man there is a snare: but the righteous doth sing and rejoice. 7 The righteous considereth the cause of the poor: but the wicked regardeth not to know it. 8 Scornful men bring a city into a snare: but wise men turn away wrath. 9 If a wise man contendeth with a foolish man, whether he rage or laugh, there is no rest. 10 The bloodthirsty hate the upright: but the just seek his soul. 11 A fool uttereth all his mind: but a wise man keepeth it in till afterwards. 12 If a ruler hearken to lies, all his servants are wicked. 13 The poor and the deceitful man meet together: the LORD lighteneth both their eyes. 14 The king that faithfully judgeth the poor, his throne shall be established for ever. 15 The rod and reproof give wisdom: but a child left to himself bringeth his mother to shame. 16 When the wicked are multiplied, transgression increaseth: but the righteous shall see their fall. 17 Correct thy son, and he shall give thee rest; yea, he shall give delight unto thy soul. 18 Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he. 19 A servant will not be corrected by words: for though he understand he will not answer. 20 Seest thou a man that is hasty in his words? there is more hope of a fool than of him. 21 He that delicately bringeth up his servant from a child shall have him become his son at the length. 22 An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression. 23 A man’s pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit. 24 Whoso is partner with a thief hateth his own soul: he heareth cursing, and bewrayeth it not. 25 The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe. 26 Many seek the ruler’s favour; but every man’s judgment cometh from the LORD. 27 An unjust man is an abomination to the just: and he that is upright in the way is abomination to the wicked. Text courtesy of Bible

The Worst Vice Presidents Of The United States

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 16, 2011

PG wrote a post yesterday. One of the topics was the “Siamese Twins”, James Buchanan and William Rufus King. While researching the feature, PG googled his way to a Time magazine article about the Worst Vice Presidents in American History. PG is well known for his negative attitude, and writing about the worst things in life always appeals to him. (To see the feature, you have to click through a popup ad for Amway. Good times.)

The first name on the list is Aaron Burr. He had a problem with Alexander Hamilton, and shot him dead in a duel. Elbridge Gerry (the namesake of Gerrymandering) served under James Madison for twenty months, and died. John C. Calhoun served under John Quincy Adams and Andrew Jackson, and managed to get Mr. Jackson so upset that Mr. Calhoun was fired.

Richard M. Johnson served under Martin Van Buren, and was bad at PR.
“Johnson scandalized his colleagues by taking one of his slaves as his common-law wife; as a result, he barely garnered enough support to serve in Martin van Buren’s administration. While in office, he proposed an expedition to the North Pole so Americans could drill to the center of the Earth, believing the planet was hollow (his resolution was defeated). Evidently van Buren’s experience with Johnson soured him on vice presidents altogether — when he ran for re-election he dropped Johnson from his ticket and didn’t bother replacing him. Instead, he ran alone.”
William Rufus King was VP under Franklin Pierce a mere six weeks before he died. There is no word on the status of his relationship with James Buchanan at the time. The Time magazine article has a picture of Fernando Wood , which was mistakenly thought to be of Mr. King. (Wikipedia uses the same picture to illustrate an article about Mr. King.)

The VP under James Buchanan (there is no word on who was top or bottom in the Buchanan-King household) was John Breckinridge. During the War Between the States, he left the Union to fight for the Confederacy. Mr. Breckinridge was charged with treason after the war.
“The town of Breckenridge, Colorado is named in his honor — although it altered the spelling of its name after the Civil War, so as not to be associated with a traitor.”
Andrew Johnson did not make the list, but maybe should have. He was drunk at his inauguration, and made a fool of himself. Mr. Lincoln had nothing to do with him, until a meeting on April 14. This was Good Friday. Mr. Lincoln went to the theater that night.

Johnson had been marked for death by the conspiracy, but Wilkes Booth had little confidence in the man assigned to kill Mr. Johnson. The afternoon of the assassination, Mr. Booth was at the Kirkwood House, where Mr. Johnson stayed. Mr. Booth left a note for Mr. Johnson at the desk of the hotel…
“Don’t wish to disturb you. Are you at home. J. Wilkes Booth”. The idea was for the police to find the note, and implicate Mr. Johnson in the killing of Mr. Lincoln. This mini plot was spoiled by the secretary for the Vice President, who collected the mail that afternoon. He took the card with him. The secretary had met Mr. Booth a few years earlier, and thought the note was for him.
The other three Vice Presidents who took office after the boss was murdered… Chester Arthur, Theodore Roosevelt, and Lyndon Johnson… were not mentioned in the Time article. All three are mentioned in conspiracy theories about the killings that promoted them into office.

When Theodore Roosevelt was elected to a full term as President, his VP was Charles Fairbanks.
Teddy once ordered a noisy and distracting crystal chandelier removed from his office because it disturbed him. He ordered it to be installed in the office of the Vice President to keep him awake.”
Getting back to Time’s honor roll, Hannibal Hamlin was Lincoln’s first VP. Thomas A. Hendricks survived nine months under Grover Cleveland, before passing away. Thomas Marshall served two terms with Woodrow Wilson, and refused to take over the office when Mr. Wilson had a stroke. Calvin Coolidge did little while waiting for Warren Harding to die. Henry Wallace was, and will be, the only third term VP in our history. He acquired a few enemies, and was replaced by Harry Truman.

Richard Nixon was ok once he got elected, but almost managed to blow that. There were charges of financial shenanigans, and some thought he should be kicked off the ticket. After the “checkers speech”, he was on his way to stardom. (After Mr. Nixon died, PG saw a large flag flying at half staff. The flag belonged to a hamburger chain called Checkers.) When Mr. Nixon became President, his VP was Spiro Agnew. Once again, there were charges of financial shenanigans, and much, much more. While the nation wallowed in Watergate, Mr. Nixon needed a diversion. It was suddenly discovered that Mr. Agnew had taken bribes. He was pressured into resigning.

Dan Quayle was VP for George H.W. Bush. He was widely regarded as an idiot, although his damage as VP was minimal. The last VPOTUS on the list is Dick Chaney. For some reason, he was regarded as having more power than the President, George W. Bush. Mr. Chaney was said to be one of the major promoters of the wars which have damaged America so much during the last ten years.

This Best Of All Possible Worlds

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 15, 2011

HOW CANDIDE WAS BROUGHT UP IN A MAGNIFICENT CASTLE, AND HOW HE WAS EXPELLED THENCE. In a castle of Westphalia, belonging to the Baron of Thunder-ten-Tronckh, lived a youth, whom nature had endowed with the most gentle manners. His countenance was a true picture of his soul. He combined a true judgment with simplicity of spirit, which was the reason, I apprehend, of his being called Candide. The old servants of the family suspected him to have been the son of the Baron’s sister, by a good, honest gentleman of the neighborhood, whom that young lady would never marry because he had been able to prove only seventy-one quarterings, the rest of his genealogical tree having been lost through the injuries of time. The Baron was one of the most powerful lords in Westphalia, for his castle had not only a gate, but windows. His great hall, even, was hung with tapestry. All the dogs of his farm-yards formed a pack of hounds at need; his grooms were his huntsmen; and the curate of the village was his grand almoner. They called him “My Lord,” and laughed at all his stories.The Baron’s lady weighed about three hundred and fifty pounds, and was therefore a person of great consideration, and she did the honours of the house with a dignity that commanded still greater respect. Her daughter Cunegonde was seventeen years of age, fresh-coloured, comely, plump, and desirable. The Baron’s son seemed to be in every respect worthy of his father. The Preceptor Pangloss[1] was the oracle of the family, and little Candide heard his lessons with all the good faith of his age and character. Pangloss was professor of metaphysico-theologico-cosmolo-nigology. He proved admirably that there is no effect without a cause, and that, in this best of all possible worlds, the Baron’s castle was the most magnificent of castles, and his lady the best of all possible Baronesses.“It is demonstrable,” said he, “that things cannot be otherwise than as they are; for all being created for an end, all is necessarily for the best end. Observe, that the nose has been formed to bear spectacles—thus we have spectacles. Legs are visibly designed for stockings—and we have stockings. Stones were made to be hewn, and to construct castles—therefore my lord has a magnificent castle; for the greatest baron in the province ought to be the best lodged. Pigs were made to be eaten—therefore we eat pork all the year round. Consequently they who assert that all is well have said a foolish thing, they should have said all is for the best.”Candide listened attentively and believed innocently; for he thought Miss Cunegonde extremely beautiful, though he never had the courage to tell her so. He concluded that after the happiness of being born of Baron of Thunder-ten-Tronckh, the second degree of happiness was to be Miss Cunegonde, the third that of seeing her every day, and the fourth that of hearing Master Pangloss, the greatest philosopher of the whole province, and consequently of the whole world.One day Cunegonde, while walking near the castle, in a little wood which they called a park, saw between the bushes, Dr. Pangloss giving a lesson in experimental natural philosophy to her mother’s chamber-maid, a little brown wench, very pretty and very docile. As Miss Cunegonde had a great disposition for the sciences, she breathlessly observed the repeated experiments of which she was a witness; she clearly perceived the force of the Doctor’s reasons, the effects, and the causes; she turned back greatly flurried, quite pensive, and filled with the desire to be learned; dreaming that she might well be a sufficient reason for young Candide, and he for her.She met Candide on reaching the castle and blushed; Candide blushed also; she wished him good morrow in a faltering tone, and Candide spoke to her without knowing what he said. The next day after dinner, as they went from table, Cunegonde and Candide found themselves behind a screen; Cunegonde let fall her handkerchief, Candide picked it up, she took him innocently by the hand, the youth as innocently kissed the young lady’s hand with particular vivacity, sensibility, and grace; their lips met, their eyes sparkled, their knees trembled, their hands strayed. Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh passed near the screen and beholding this cause and effect chased Candide from the castle with great kicks on the backside; Cunegonde fainted away; she was boxed on the ears by the Baroness, as soon as she came to herself; and all was consternation in this most magnificent and most agreeable of all possible castles.This is chapter one of Candide. It was written by François-Marie Arouet ( 21 November 1694 – 30 May 1778), better known by the pen name Voltaire. The text is courtesy of Project Gutenberg. Pictures are by Chamblee54.

Everyday Ugly Mess

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 15, 2011

Fun loving Dick Yarbrough is up to his old tricks. The neighbor newspaper nabbler penned a post about California education. . It seems there is a new law, in the falling into the ocean state,
“that will require schools to teach at all grade levels about the historical contributions of gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people.” Our buddy does not think this is a good idea.
The story goes on to say
“Our children will find out that President James Buchanan and Vice President William R. King were more than, shall we say, good friends,” she said coyly. I didn’t want to tell Gay that the first thing the teachers need to do is tell the students who James Buchanan is before they talk about what he did. Not many people have ever heard of him. That is because he didn’t do anything while president.” Holy historic revisionism.
To start off, The Vice Prez under Mr. Buchanan was John C. Breckinridge. Mr. King was elected to back up Franklin Pierce. Mr. King died after six weeks in office. If a President has ever bumped gooberheads with his Vice President, the walls of the White House have kept quiet about it. Those rumors about John Kennedy and Lyndon Johnson are too gruesome to contemplate.

Mr. King and Mr. Buchanan lived together for a number of years. Neither was married to a female, although Mr. Buchanan had been engaged. (There is speculation that his fiance’, Ann Caroline Coleman, died of an overdose of laudanum.) There are numerous indications that Mr. King and Mr. Buchanan were *good buddies*.

Mr. Buchanan was the last President before the War Between the States. It is possible that he could not have done much to prevent that unpleasantness. Historians are not kind when talking about the man, and rank him as one of the worst Presidents. Perhaps Mr. King could have helped.

The newspaper that Mr. Yarbrough opines for is delivered, free of charge, on Wednesday. (This weeks edition has not arrived. Any connection between this late delivery and the opinions of Mr. Yarbrough, is uncertain.) Some of these free papers are not taken inside by the resident. Often, a driveway will have several weeks of free adrags left behind. Soon, the rain soaks these newsprint droppings. Some are washed into the street and run over. The result is an ugly mess.

Chamblee54 had a previous discussion with Dick Yarbrough. Pictures are from The Library of Congress. None of these players were elected Vice President.