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Thursday, November 26, 2009  


Happy Thanksgiving

~ New Yorker, Nov. 26, 1938

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Tuesday, November 24, 2009  


Louis Jordan & The Tympany Five: "Beans and Cornbread"

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Sunday, November 22, 2009  


Mystic chords of memory

~ JFK, 1962; Arthur Rickerby, Life

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Tuesday, November 17, 2009  


The Presidential Rodeo


The Irish Elk already is devising his litmus test for the 2012 presidential candidates.

At this point few appear to suit.

The questionnaire so far:

Pro-life? Yes or No?

America's role in world: Point of pride, or cause for apology?

9/11: Remember it or forget it?

Ayn Rand: Thumbs Up or Thumbs Down?

Creationist? Yes or No?

Nativist? Yes or No?

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I had been following with interest the prospects of Rep Paul Ryan, R-Wisc.; it was my hope to see a Catholic rise to the conservative fore, providing an alternative to the reigning evangelical Protestantism of the GOP, and he seemed to be making the case against Obamacare quite well. But it turns out Congressman Ryan is an Ayn Rand acolyte. Red flag! He needs to read his Whittaker Chambers.

David Brooks now has floated Sen. John Thune, R-S.D., as potential presidential timber. Wait till Mr Brooks' friends at the NYT get wind of the creationism syllabus at Sen. Thune's alma mater, Biola Bible college.

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Above:

"The buffalo hunt"

An optimistic view of the presidential prospects of Martin Van Buren, nominated at the Free Soil Party's August 1848 convention in Buffalo, New York. Here Van Buren rides a buffalo and thumbs his nose as he sends Democratic candidate Lewis Cass (left) and Whig Zachary Taylor flying. Both are about to land in Salt River. Van Buren says defiantly, "Clear the track! or I'll Ram you both!"


Via the Library of Congress

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009  




THE INFECTIOUS HORNPIPE

By H. M. Bateman ~ From Mr Punch's History of the Great War

Happy Armistice Day!

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Tuesday, November 10, 2009  


Sergeant Major Jiggs,

First Unofficially Official Mascot of the Marine Corps


~ Happy 234th Birthday to the USMC

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Saturday, November 07, 2009  


Dartmouth vs Harvard, 1928

~ Via Historic Football Posters

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Wednesday, November 04, 2009  


Up from the grassroots

Maine Voters 1, Social Engineers 0

Thomas Peters at NRO:

Guilty confession: My favorite part of last night’s election coverage was watching Rachel Maddow’s demeanor go from exuberant, to smug, to infuriated over the results of the marriage referendum in Maine. And then she seemed to lose interest.

It now appears highly likely that, when all the votes are counted, Maine will join every other state in the union (which has had a popular vote on the issue) in rejecting gay marriage.

This result comes despite Maine being a liberal state, despite a 2-1 funding disadvantage, despite aggressive legal action against traditional-marriage defenders, despite unusually high voter turn out, and despite Rachel Maddow and the elite press running interference.

Proponents of same-sex marriage, unlike in California’s Prop 8, can’t blame Maine on Mormons, on African Americans who turned out for Barack Obama, or on confusing ballot wording. Their issue loses when the people decide. And it loses every time.

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Monday, November 02, 2009  


Wee Willie Wilkin

Washington Redskin Wilbur "Wee Willie" Wilkin from St. Mary's College was a dominant tackle in the NFL's early years, known as much for his Rabelaisian nightlife off the field as for his bruising play on it. "He was 6-foot-6 and weighed 270 pounds, give or take a few cocktails," wrote Washington Post sportswriter Bob Addie. The author of The Redskins, 1937-1958, Morris A. Bealle, called him "a man mountain of bone, muscle and sinew." One newspaper in 1940 described him this way: "Is a veritable Gibraltar on defense and likes to block punts by crashing through, bodily picking up a protecting blocker and tossing him into the punter."

One of Sammy Baugh's favorite stories – one that no matter how many times he told it he couldn’t keep himself from laughing – involved teammate Willie Wilkin…Redskins coach Ray Flaherty and the 1942 NFL all-star game at snowy Shibe Park in Philadelphia.

Wee Willie, a notorious drinker, was a no-show the morning of the game. Baugh said there was a rumor that Wilkin didn’t get back to the hotel until 2:30 that morning, then left again at 4 a.m.

Just before the all-star team headed to the field for warm-ups, Wilkin arrived drunk and carrying his coat.

“Somebody finally told him where his locker was and we all just sat and watched him,” Sam said. “He slowly took one shoe off and put on one of his cleats. But he hadn’t taken off his pants yet, so he had to start over again.”

About that time, Flaherty poked his head out of the office to see if the tackle had arrived and spotted Wilkin sitting on a bench with one leg in his pants and the other out.

“You could just see the coach’s face turning red and he walks over to where Willie is sitting,” Sam described. “Neither one of them says a word. Then all of the sudden, that coach just reared back and knocked the fire out of Wee Willie. Kaboom! He knocked him right off that bench and Wee Willie started crying.

“He’s laying there with one leg in his pants and the other on the bench, and while he’s crying he says, ‘Aw coach, I was going to play a hell of a game for you, but you done broke my spirit.”

Sam would then burst out laughing.

“Broke my spirit. That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen,” he said. “The sumbitch is still crying and coach yells at him, ‘I’m going to start you and leave you in the game until you die!”


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