Tubby Boots

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on October 3, 2017

















PG found Classic Television Showbiz while reserarching a recent feature about the late Sherwood Schwartz. The site is a treasure, with youtubes of classic tv shows, and interviews with “entertainers”. Somewhere in the sidebar was a link to a story about Tubby Boots. This is a repost.

Charles “Tubby” Boots was born around 1926 in Baltimore MD. He was a nightclub comedian. Mr. Boots weighed 375 pounds, had bleach blond hair, and often performed without a shirt. He wore pasties on his boobs, and would twirl them simultaneously in opposite directions.

The parts in blue are borrowed from Classic television showbiz.
Tubby’s parents were a vaudevillian dance team called Boots and Barton. At the age of seven this youngster was clocking in at an astounding two hundred pounds, a constant target of ridicule in his Baltimore schoolyard….During his childhood, Tubby managed to witness a performance by comedy’s greatest cult icon, Lord Buckley … Tubby Boots recalled shortly before his death, “[Lord Buckley] was like a father figure to me. I met Buckley when I was seven years old when I was working at the Hippodrome in Baltimore, Maryland, and I was in awe of him. I saw his act every time he would come back to play the theater … I would sit in the theater all day and watch the shows. I’d stay out of school for the whole week – my mother would pack me a lunch – she knew what I was doing because I wanted to learn about show business. Buckley would do his hat-switching act. Every other show he would get me to do it with him. I’d hang out with him backstage, we’d go out for lunch or dinner, he’d sneak me back into the theater and I’d watch the whole stage show again. I started working nightclubs when I was eleven. I weighed 250 pounds and passed myself off as twenty-one. I got arrested in a strip joint and the police said: ‘We’re not going to throw you in jail but you’re not going to work in this town again – you’re too notorious.’ So they actually put me on a train and said ‘Where you wanna ticket to?’ I said, ‘New York.’ I didn’t run away – I was forced to leave. So when I got to New York I called Buckley and, pretending to sob, said, ‘My mama died in a car crash…my father was with her…’ Unbeknownst to me, he called my mother and told her, ‘He’s with me.’ So he got me a job at The Three Deuces, passing me off as twenty-one.” The Three Deuces was one of Manhattan’s major jazz holes in the thirties and forties, regularly featuring Dizzy Gillespie and Charlie Parker. Lord Buckley was connected to the jazz world for most of his career, performing in their clubs and utilizing a great deal of the Black hipster vernacular in his act.”
Mr. Boots got a job as the emcee for burlesque shows, frequently in traveling carnival shows. He was doing well, when Lord Buckley called him from Hollywood. Supposedly, there was a movie job waiting for Mr. Boots. When he got to California, he found out otherwise.
“Tubby became affectionately known as Princess Lily. “He used to call me Princess Lily but Prince Charles of Booth was my title. Buckley used to say: ‘Lil! You had the misfortune to be born with the beautiful body of a woman in the ridiculous body of a man!””
In 1959, Mr. Boots was in a bizarre accident. He was taking a bath, and the controls for the hot and cold water were in another room. Lord Buckley was handling these controls, and poured scalding hot water into the tub. Mr. Boots was stuck in the tub, and was badly burned. He spent a week in the hospital, and was not friends with Lord Buckley later.

After he recovered, Mr. Boots moved to Miami Beach. He performed in motel lounges for many years, and developed a following. Comedy albums were becoming popular, and Mr. Boots contributed “Thin my be in but fats where its at”. The albums were sold at his shows. The legend is that no copies exist that were not autographed.

The various search engines are sketchy about Tubby Boots. The Lady Bunny tells about going to see Mr. Boots in a supper club on Long Island in the eighties. Reportedly Mr. Boots did well during the comedy club explosion of the eighties.

PG saw a show by Tubby Boots. It was December 1974, at a dingy Atlanta bar called The Cove. PG was hanging out with someone we will call McClain, who liked the drag shows at The Cove. The bar was a former electronics warehouse, with a sign for Ballantines Beer by the front entrance. Ballantines had not been sold in Georgia for a long time, but the sign stayed. This was on Monroe Drive, behind Piedmont Park. Tubby Boots was a friend of somebody, and did a show at The Cove one night.

If you can stand to look at the embedded video, you get an idea about his show. Forty years later, PG can remember a few of the jokes. There was a one liner about an *African American* who took a shit, and thought he was melting. There was a routine based on the role Katherine Hepburn played in “Suddenly Last Summer”. My boy is not queeyer, he’s carnivorous. After a while, the shirt came off, and he twirled pasties from his boobs in different directions.

After the show, PG talked to a black friend, who did not want to meet the comedian. Meanwhile, Tubby Boots and McClain were making out. Before long, McClain came over to PG, and said he wanted to go somewhere else. McClain died in July, 1992. Tubby Boots died in August, 1993. Pictures are from The Library of Congress.


















Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on September 27, 2017

Clan Of Beckys

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on September 25, 2017

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Thank Satan It’s Friday

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on September 15, 2017

3.14% of sailors are pi-rates.
A man tried to sell me a coffin today… I told him that’s the last thing I need.
Comedians who tell one too many lightbulb jokes soon burn out.
Did you hear about the crazy Mexican train thief? He had loco motives
Did you hear about the runner who was criticized? He just took it in stride

Don’t kiss your wife with a runny nose. You might think it’s funny, but it’s snot.
Feeling Cold? Go stand in a corner for a bit. They are usually around 90 degrees.
How do you count cows? With a cowculator!
How does a penguin build it’s house? Igloos it together.
I burnt my Hawaiian pizza last night… I should’ve put it on aloha setting.

I don’t trust stairs. They’re always up to something.
I hate perforated lines, they’re tearable
I just read a book about Stockholm syndrome. It was pretty bad at first, but by the end I liked it.
I was looking at my ceiling. Not sure if it’s the best ceiling in the world, but it’s up there.
If you want a job in the moisturiser industry, the best advice I can give is to apply daily.

Past, present, and future walked into a bar…. It was tense.
RIP boiled water. You will be mist.
Steak puns… They’re a rare medium, well done
Tell ya my chimney joke? Got stacks of em! First one’s on the house
The sign said “Television for Sale – $10 – Volume Stuck On Full”. I can’t turn that down.

There are 10 types of people: Those who understand binary, and those who don’t.
To the man in the wheelchair that stole my camouflage jacket… You can hide but you can’t run.
Today’s top fact: 50% of Canada is A
Want to hear a joke about construction? Nah, I’m still working on it.
Want to hear my pizza joke? Never mind, it’s too cheesy.

What days are the strongest? Saturday and Sunday, the rest are week days.
What did the Buddhist ask the hot dog vendor? “Make me one with everything.”
What do you call a fat psychic? A four-chin teller.
What do you get if you stand between two llamas? Llamanated.
What happened to the cow that jumped over the barbed wire fence? Udder destruction.
When my wife told me to stop impersonating a flamingo I had to put my foot down.

Why can’t you hear a pterodactyl using the bathroom? Because the P is silent
Why did the blind man fall into the well? Because he couldn’t see that well.
Why do trees seem suspicious on sunny days? Dunno, they’re just a bit shady.
You can’t run through a camp site. You can only ran, because it’s past tents.
You heard the rumor going around about butter? Nevermind, I shouldn’t spread it.
Pictures today are from The Library of Congress. Similar material may be found at @baddadjokes.

Shelby Foote

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on September 10, 2017

PG spent a pleasant Saturday afternoon editing pictures from The Library of Congress (which illustrate this post) and listening to a 1994 interview with Shelby Foote. There was a book to be sold, and Mr. Foote made the necessary appearances to sell the product. The gentleman has a handsome Mississippi accent, and is a delight to listen to. There is a transcript, aka the lazy bloggers friend.

A few of the things he said are timely. When this show was taped in 1994, Mr. Foote spoke of healing from the War Between the States. Today, we seem to be regressing. Trash talk about the Confederacy is back in fashion. It is a good time to revisit these comments. Shelby Foote died in 2005, and can no longer comment.

“Slavery is a huge stain on us. We all carry it. I carry it deep in my bones, the consequences of slavery. But emancipation comes pretty close to being as heavy a sin. They told — what is its million or 7 million people, “You’re now free. Hit the road,” and there was a Freedman’s Bureau, which was a sort of joke. There were people down here exploiting them. Three-quarters of them couldn’t read or write, had no job, no hope of a job, no way to learn a new job even, and they drifted back into this peon age system under sharecropping, which was about all they could do.

To this day, we are paying and they are paying for this kind of treatment. I don’t mean there should have been a gradual emancipation. I mean there should have been true preparation to get this people ready for living a kind of life. They were free and should have been free all along, but they were not prepared for living in the world. They’d been living under conditions of slavery, which kept them from living in the world…..”

“The Civil War, there’s a great compromise, as it’s called. It consists of Southerners admitting freely that it’s probably best that the Union wasn’t divided, and the North admits rather freely that the South fought bravely for a cause in which it believed. That is a great compromise and we live with that and that works for us. We are now able to look at the war with some coolness, which we couldn’t do before now, and, incidentally, I very much doubt whether a history such as mine could have been written much before 100 years had elapsed. It took all that time for things to cool down….”

(Booknotes host Brian) LAMB: “Was the Civil War inevitable? FOOTE: I think that it was necessary. I do not believe that those differences could have been settled without bloodshed. The question is the horrendous amount of bloodshed. That was not necessary. That could have been stopped at some point. God knows. But there apparently were differences so profound between the abolitionists in New England and the fire-eaters of South Carolina that dragged the rest of the country into this conflict that I’m inclined to agree with Seward, who called it an irrepressible conflict….” (Chamblee54 recently published a post, Why Was The War Fought?. about the financial aspects of the War. Follow the money, and find the truth.)

LAMB: “From what you know now and your own political philosophy, if you had a voice and you lived back there, which side would you have been on? FOOTE: There’s absolutely no doubt. I’m from Mississippi. I would have been on the Confederate side. Right or wrong, I would have fought with my people. LAMB: Why? FOOTE: Because they’re my people. It would have meant the end of my life as I had known it if I fought on the other side. It would have been a falsification of everything I’d lived by, even if I opposed it. No matter how much I was opposed to slavery, I still would have fought for the Confederacy — not for slavery, but for other things, such as freedom to secede from the Union.”

Cake News

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 31, 2017

Last year, a Cobb County police officer pulled a lady over for DUI. While talking to her, he made an unfortunate comment. “Remember, we only kill black people. We only kill black people, right?”

WSB-TV heard about the incident, submitted an open records request, and got the dashboard video. The tv station waited for a slow news day to broadcast the story. The usual sensation mongering media outlets have been tut tutting about the story. Tomorrow, it will be something else.

The DUI lady had escaped scorn. She was on an interstate highway, driving badly enough to get pulled over. We do not know how the case turned out. The lady committed a serious crime, one that has fatal consequences for thousands over people a year. And people are more upset because the arresting officer said something stupid.

There is a lot of talk lately about fake news. This story is apparently real. However, does it really need to get the attention it is receiving? Maybe, instead of fake news, this is cake news.

Cake is very popular. People love the taste. In moderate servings, are not harmed by eating it. However, cake does not have much nutritional value. You cannot live on a diet of cake. If you eat too much, it can do great harm to your health.

The story of the poorly spoken cop is a ratings pleaser for channel two. People are getting the dose of outrage for the day. It is grand entertainment, until the next reason to be angry comes along. Hearing stories like this do not make Georgia a better place to live. Instead, consuming this cake news will rot your teeth, and make you fat. Pictures today are from The Library of Congress. They were taken in 1939 by Dorothea Lange. The location was the Yakima Valley, in Washington state.

The Revenge Of Puff

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 30, 2017

The national organization for marriage (NOM) wants to keep marriage as a man and woman type of thing. They have a right to say that, and to have rallies where they say that. This is America. You are entitled to your opinion, no matter how stupid it is.

What you are NOT entitled to is the unfettered use of copyrighted material. Someone heard a recording of Peter, Paul, and Mary singing “This land is your land” at a NOM sponsored homonomo happening. They sent a letter to Peter Yarrow, who sent a cease and desist letter to NOM. It was co signed by Paul Stookey. Mary Travers passed away last year.

Mr. Stookey wrote “The Wedding Song”, which is as common at weddings as inedible cake. The song…written years before same sex marriage became an issue…does talk about a woman and a man. It also says “Whenever two or more of you are gathered in his name, there is love”. With royalty revenue from that song, Mr. Stookey has a selfish interest in the institution of marriage remaining healthy. Or perhaps, an increase in those revenues from gay marriages.

As it turns out, author Woody Guthrie never renewed the copyright to TLIYL, and the song is public domain. However, the recorded version by PPM is copyrighted, and belongs to the artists. If they don’t like the way it is being used, they have every right to object.

Mr. Guthrie was not a Republican. He wrote TLIYL as a response to “G-d Bless America” a radio hit of the early forties. The original title was “G-d blessed America for me”. There are lines about private property, that are not included in the popular versions. Somehow, this song is considered a patriotic standard. Grammar school chorus class would not be the same without it.

This is a repost from 2010. In the past seven years, same sex marriage has become legal, and profitable. Pictures are from The Library of Congress, a branch of federal big government.


Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 19, 2017


Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 18, 2017

Did you hear about the hungry clock? It went back four seconds.
Did you hear about the zoo where the only exhibit was a dog? It was a shih tzu
Did you hear about the shampoo shortage in Jamaica … it was dreadful
How can a woman terrify her gynecologist? By becoming a ventriloquists.
How do you circumcise a whale? A: Send down 4 skin divers.
How do you keep an idiot in suspense?……………………………………………..
How do you make holy water? You boil the hell out of it.

I entered 10 puns into a contest. I hoped one would win. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.
I had to make these bad chemistry jokes because all the good ones Argon
I hate going to abortion clinics cause there’s never anything to hang your coat
I suffer from kleptomania, but when it gets really bad, I take something for it.
Randy once told a joke to the ruler of China. They didn’t get it because it wasn’t metric
Standing in the park, I was wondering why a Frisbee gets larger the closer it gets. Then it hit me.

The guy who invented a place to put symbols on a map, what a legend!
This guy walked into a bar one day. He should have looked in front of him
Two cannibals are eating a clown. One cannibal said to the other, “Does this taste funny to you?”
Two peanuts were walking down the street. One was a salted.
What concert cost 45 cents? 50 cents featuring Nickelback.
What did number 0 say to number 8? ….nice belt!

What did the policeman say to his stomach ….. you’re under a vest
What did the taxi driver say to the wolf? Where Wolf?
What do doctors give sick birds…. Tweetment
What do you call a bee born in May? A Maybe!
What do you call a guy with a spade in his head? Dug
What do you call a man with a tiny penis? Justin

What do you call it when a prisoner takes his own mug shot? A cellfie. Happy #nationaljokeday
What do you call nasal sex? Fuck nose….
what’s the difference between a pregnant women and a lightbulb…. You can unscrew a lightbulb
Where do the Polish keep their armies ? in their sleevies
Where’s the best place to hide a dead body? Page 2 of Google search results.
Why are there gates around graveyards? Because people are just dying to get in.

Why did the can crusher quit his job? Because it was soda pressing.
Why did the chicken commit suicide? To get to the other side.
Why did the dog cross the road? To get to the barking lot!
Why did the duck cross the road …. to prove he wasn’t a chicken
Why did the duck get arrested?? Because he was selling quack
Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was out standing in his field.
Why did Van Gogh become a painter? Because he didn’t have an ear for music. ;)

Why do many bars not allow neutrons to enter? Cause they always refuse to be charged..
Why shouldn’t you write with a broken pencil? Because it’s pointless!
Why was 6 scared of 7? Because 7 ate 9.
Why was the cat sitting on the computer? To keep an eye on the mouse!
Why was the mermaid wearing seashells? Because she outgrew her B shells
Why was there guitar teacher arrested….. For fingering a minor
Pictures are from “The Special Collections and Archives, Georgia State University Library”.

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest 2017 Part Two

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 10, 2017

Here is part two of the chamblee54 2017 coverage of The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest. This is an annual contest celebrating bad writing. Part one was published on tuesday. Pictures today are from “The Special Collections and Archives, Georgia State University Library”. These images are from “… a collection of images of downtown Atlanta streets that were taken before the viaduct construction of 1927 – 1929. Later, some of the covered streets became part of Underground Atlanta.”

Fifteen mute commuters, jammed together in anxious anticipation of release, like expectant spermatozoa suddenly thwarted by an elevator suspended in its shaft, its cables soot-slicked, tense, and tired, yet no one stirred until Fern realized the last sound she might ever know was the Muzak thrum of Manilow’s greatest hits, and she snapped. — Julie Gautreau, Knoxville, Tennessee

Legs apart and hands on hips, Winston stood triumphant as the gel-bonded strands of a thinning comb-over danced in the wind like an arachnid doing the Hokey Pokey. — Peter M., Tianjin, China

Having just celebrated the union of nuptial bliss with my dearest Viola not six hours before in the lush, green, verdant gardens at Saint Benedict’s Cathedral, I watched the rise and swell of her white, wedding-dress-clad chest as she lay inert—still looking like an unconscious angel descended from the heavenly firmament, even while clutching an empty bottle of Thunderbird, and passed out behind the trash bin of our local liquor store, where our story begins. — Edward Covolo, Menlo Park, California

Rock Hanson, his huge fists bunched and ready for action, stared balefully at the Good Humor man who had let his girlfriend Jannette board the van to ring his bells.
Edward Buhrer, Camden, New Jersey

Dean had everything she’d dreamed the perfect boy would have: hair as soft as a baby bunny’s, dimples like the marks you could make pressing your thumb into unbaked cookie dough, eyes as beautiful as a thousand Thomas Kinkade paintings, and the smile of the male lead in an early Olsen-twins comedy, plus he smelled pretty good, too. — Sarah Cannavo, Maple Shade, New Jersey

As he was carried from the triclinium past the vomitorium to the privy and stared down the abyss rank with fumes from the legendary Cloaca Maxima, Sponge Bob instantly regretted his wish to time travel to Ancient Rome, for the collective sponge was to them what a used Sears catalogue would become for our more recent forebears. — Edward Mulholland, Atchison, Kansas

Lois was essentially a tragic case, with her penchant for duck-hunting gamekeepers who inevitably departed with a feather in their cap, whilst she was left feeling down and picking up the bill.
Anita Bowden, Manchester, England

The complex, nefarious plan hatched by the MacDougall family of Pine Woods (family motto: Auld Lang Pine), was best summed up by Jones as, “A cunning plan hatched by a punning clan.”
Sarita Hough, Blacksburg, Virginia

Regrettably it was neither a dark nor stormy night, and as Jennifer Perkins tried to bury her husband’s bleeding body she was only too aware that the full moon and listless night air was making her clandestine movements very visible from both the A303 highway and the chicken farm less than 200m away. — Martin Barrett, Arrowtown, New Zealand

All the signs were there beginning with the long black dresses, the shoulder-length straight hair, the ridiculously tall pointed hat, and the sixty-three-hundred- dollar plastic surgery bill for lengthening her nose and adding a wart, but, until she sold the Mercedes and placed a broom on the floor on her side of the garage, Daren just hadn’t put it together. — Tom McGowan, Zephyr Cove, Nevada

Margie’s disappointment was acute Tuesday morning when she read the sign scotch-taped to the window that said the taxidermist was closed for the month of August because she had a cooler full of squirrel carcasses in the back of the Mercedes and she was running out of ice.
Dorothy Harbeck, Fair Haven, New Jersey

During sex, Carl, the adult son of a funeral home director, always insisted that his wife lie motionless with eyes closed, and while this always brought back memories of his teenage years, Carl still wished that Yankee Candles made a scent that smelled like embalming fluid.
Randy Blanton, Murfreesboro, Tennessee

Phoebe, age 15, very much regretted not having a little sister or brother, but reflecting on the embarrassing moment of earlier that morning when she had walked into her parent’s bedroom at a most inopportune time, she thought Ben Franklin’s list woefully incomplete, for there most certainly were things, besides laws and sausages, that you might like, but you definitely did not want to see being made. — Herbert Krimmel, Los Angeles, California

She walked into my office and brayed, “I want you to put a tail on my husband.”
Steve Lynch, Tuscon, Arizona

The warehouse was completely empty except for the mutilated corpse wearing a tuxedo covered with bloodstains, and a Mortimer Snerd dummy lying nearby on the floor, and Detective McIntosh knew Snerd wouldn’t talk. — Doug Purdy, Roseville, California

Conversations with People Who Hate Me

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on August 2, 2017

Conversations with People Who Hate Me is a new podcast. The host is Dylan Marron. He is good at getting publicity on facebook and twitter. The concept for the show is for Mr. Marron to call people who send him nasty messages. They talk on the phone, and have the magical experience of seeing each other as human beings. That is the plan, anyway.

PG has heard of Dylan Marron. There was a video featured on facebook. A video series of his was promoted on facebook, until PG chose to unfollow it. There was an attitude of smug superiority in many of these performances. PG finds this attitude to be very common with SJW™ types. This elitism is one reason why SJW™ are so disliked, not to mention ineffective.

There was one more video. Mr. Marron made some comments about autism. Apparently, Mr. Marron did not know what he was talking about. “PG decided to tweet a message to @dylanmarron. PG had never clicked on the DM twitter account, much less left a message. “You are blocked from following @dylanmarron and viewing @dylanmarron’s Tweets.”

A person who blocked PG on twitter, without recieving a single tweet, is hosting a show where he talks to “people who hate me.” PG has more curiosity than common sense, and decided to listen. The first guest was *Chris.* He is a cat scan technician, so the man has a few smarts. Chris described himself as a conservative, who used to be a liberal.

One issue that is important to Chris is abortion. He says he used to be pro choice, until he decided that life begins at conception. His *liberal* wife has born him two children, so it is not an abstract topic. People should play the game if they want to make the rules.

PG has noted that the conservative attitude about abortion is similar to the liberal attitude about racism. Both are explosive subjects. Believers seem to think that the louder you speak, the more truth your words have. Both anti-racists, and pro-life peeps, enjoy using questionable logic. Both sides passionately believe what they do, and think they are morally superior to people who do not feel the same. Many anti racists, and anti abortionists, seem to take pride in being a pain in the ass.

Somehow, the expression SJW™ comes up. Dylan thinks it is a compliment, while Chris sees SJW™ as an insult. Eventually, they agree to disagree. Kum Bah Yah.

Maybe SJW™ needs a makeover. The Social Justice part is arguable, but will stand for now. The W part is the problem, just like the W presidency. To most people, the W in SJW™ stands for warrior. Most SJW™ are not up for mortal combat, even if they hear that a celebrity said the N-word. Maybe the W should stand for whiner, wanker, wannabe, or wuss. PG votes for wanker.

PG wanted to comment about the show, and found an email address.

I just listened to the first episode of “People who hate me.” It had a few good moments, and a few bad ones. I don’t remember everything verbatim, so I cannot comment on individual statements. You said something about calling people racist. I have been called both n-lover and racist. I feel like both insults are the same. Fighting for social justice through name calling is useless.

I tried to send you a comment after your podcast series on autism. I went to twitter. It was the first time I had been to your twitter page. I was blocked. I don’t know if I will listen to any more episodes. As Andrew Sullivan said, the worst thing you can do to a blogger is ignore him. Andy said this before the advent of singular they, so the pronoun may change.Here is the blog post I wrote about the autism show. I also found another post I made about you. Here is a quote.

PG saw a video recently, A Rant Against an Anti-Millennial Rant. “And we use words like “racist” to describe someone who thinks that the word “bae” isn’t real because it didn’t originate from a white, Eurocentric vernacular.” It turns out the video features Dylan Marron, who says “And we understand that surface gestures are totally cool but they do nothing to dismantle systemic patriarchy.”

Alleged comedian Bill Maher got in trouble this week for saying a forbidden word on TV. A national hissy fit resulted. This communal pearl clutching is an example of a surface gesture. Screaming “MOMMY HE SAID THE N-WORD” does nothing to dismantle systemic patriarchy.

Pictures are from “The Special Collections and Archives, Georgia State University Library”.

Incident At The Vortex

Posted in Uncategorized by chamblee54 on July 26, 2017

The Vortex is a bar in Little Five Points. They are famous for commodified counterculture, and the no idiot policy. The entrance is a Moreland Avenue icon.

There was an incident recently. A young lady ate there, and was not happy with the service Instead of leaving a tip, she wrote a note on the reciept. The server’s bf got her name, and left obnoxious messages on facebook. The server was fired, and the bf was banned from The Vortex.

The first PG heard about the incident was an article, Why You Shouldn’t Dine At The Vortex at Little Five Points in Atlanta, Citing Discrimination and Violation of Privacy, posted on facebook. The article was published by Black Lives Matter Greater Atlanta. (Auto start music alert.) The customer, Kristina White, has disowned the BLMGA article. The link above is provided for reference only.

“This article was NOT authorized by me AND I am not affiliated with Black Lives Matter of Greater Atlanta!! Since sharing this story and hearing from another patron that also had a terrible experience with the same waiter, I have determined The Vortex incident to be more of a customer service issue rather than a race issue. The Black Lives Matter of Greater Atlanta organization is no longer associated with the investigation of this case, neither do they have the right to speak on my behalf to media outlets in which they are well aware of. However, Sir Maejor of BLM, continues to circulate MY story (inaccurately may I add) to push his own Agenda!! This has to stop‼️ I’ve been blocked from commenting on the BLM page to address this, but I ask…Please DO NOT share anything from their page regarding this incident!.” UPDATE: The facebook disclaimer has been taken down.

Obviously, leaving harassing messages is not acceptable. However, looking at various accounts of the incident, the only concrete complaint is that some customers got better cups of water than Ms. White. This is from her initial post: “I asked for cold water on this extremely hot day only to get back a smaller cup with no ice unlike the “other” patrons sitting on the outside deck with us. Of course, I sent it back and requested the same cup size with ice as the “other” patrons. He reluctantly exchanged the cups.” The BLMGA account is more sensational.

Customers sometimes have bad service. Servers sometimes have unreasonable customers. This is the food service industry, and it is always going to be like that. Maybe the server was rude to Ms. White. Maybe Ms. White was rude to the server, and he did not react well. However, if the worst thing the server did was give someone else a better glass of water, then maybe Ms. White was being petty. Stiffing a server, because someone else got a bigger glass of water, is not a good look.

Black Lives Matter Greater Atlanta seems to be part of the problem here. The *President and CEO* is Sir Maejor Page aka Tyree Conyers-Page. BLMGA is emphatically not connected to Black Lives Matter, as this radio story indicates: Black Lives Matter Disavows Atlanta ‘President’ Sir Maejor.

THE BLMGA DIFFERENCE “There are over 500 Black Lives Matter Groups out there and six in that State of Georgia. What separates us from the other BLM Groups out there is that we believe in leadership and accountability. We chose not to affiliate ourselves with the national BLM group because we will not center “sexuality and gender” around our organization. We believe it is divisive and counter productive to the movement. We will not put the “LGBTQ AGENDA” before the “BLACK AGENDA” we believe all black lives matter and at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what your sexual orientation or sexual preference is, you are still black.”

The BLMGA version of the incident had a homophobic feel to it. “Gaven’s boyfriend Patrick Wilkinson was sitting on the same patio as Ms. White and observed the whole entire ordeal. While in between servicing paying customers, Gaven and his boyfriend thought it would be appropriate and professional to overly show PDA (Public Display of Affection), this included kissing and fondling each other. Without being concerned that they were completely turning other paying guests off.” Did this really happen? What does that have to do with not getting as big a water cup as other customers? Did this really need to be included in the story? Maybe BLMGA was trying to fire up the readers, by screaming about faggots kissing in public.

Maybe it is related to the story, and we just don’t know all the details. The first three messages were: Msg 1: You shouldn’t go out to a fucking restaurant if you can’t afford to fucking tip. • Msg 2: recognize me? • Msg 2: you’re a piece of shit. The time stamp here is 7:24 pm for Msg 1, and 7:45 pm for Msg 2 and Msg 3. (The time on the receipt is 7:12 pm. This receipt was posted on the initial facebook post by Ms. White.) Just what did Mr. Wilkinson (the bf) mean by “recognize me?”

And the story goes on. The Vortex will endure, serving hamburgers and booze. PG ate there once, and decided that *The Vortex is Bennigans, with a nose ring.* The no idiot policy will be selectively enforced. BLMGA will find more stories to glomm onto. Kristina White, the server, and the servers bf, will go on to new adventures. The spell check suggestions for Maejor are Major and Marjorie. Pictures today are from “The Special Collections and Archives, Georgia State University Library”.