Tribune Truth Commission: I Giggled All Through Mass

Illinois Progressive Machine - pols and union leaders do not mean Progressive Brahmins, or SEIU.

A Truth Commission, then, could cast light on these rampant abuses by pols and union leaders of rank-and-file workers and Illinois taxpayers. Then the rest of us taxpayers can apply whatever heat is necessary to enact significant reforms.

I heard today's Gospel read and immediately giggled like a six year old. The old bat next to me shushed me, not once but three times. "Grow up!" she hissed. As if.

I tried to stop giggling but God help me I could not. I so bad that I giggled all the way to the Communion rail. It was a Saturday Mass, so I guess that might absolve me a little bit.

It was funny. I had read Saturday's early on-line editorial in the Chicago Medill . . .Tribune. The Tribune is playing cold case investigation of the Illinois legislature, in order to find fault with 'somebody' for the current economic collapse that can be easily laid in the laps of the people who caused it - The Progressives.

Illinois is underwhelmed by revenue, because the Dawn Clark Netsch, Ain't She Great, poster-boy for pie-chart Marxism Ralph Martire has not been laughed out of the room for twenty years.

That is the essence of the problem; that, and the fact that Abner Mikva and other Brahmin's have not had a commission in a week or so. Abner Mikva chaired the Gaming Commission about ten years ago, that investigated Emerald Casino, that happened to be a pet project for ruin by the Tribune Editorial Board. Mikva killed Emerald's license to the nods and hushed awe of the progressive Machine. Illinois Gaming is now as pure as honey-dew vine water! Lord Ha' Mercy!

But at the bullshit buffet that is Illinois Progressive thought, one can not but guffaw.

Here's the Gospel passage from St. Matthew that got me in Dutch with the Shawlies all around me.

"What do you think? A man had two sons; and he went to the first and said, `Son, go and work in the vineyard today.

'And he answered, `I will not'; but afterward he repented and went.

And he went to the second and said the same; and he answered, `I go, sir,' but did not go.
Which of the two did the will of his father?" They said, "The first." Jesus said to them, "Truly, I say to you, the tax collectors and the harlots go into the kingdom of God before you.

For John came to you in the way of righteousness, and you did not believe him, but the tax collectors and the harlots believed him; and even when you saw it, you did not afterward repent and believe him.

I see the first son as the legislators of 1991 - yeah, alright we'll get to it. Illinois was pretty flush with revenue back then -Saddam was launching SCUDS into Israel, Bubba was diddling Paula Jones and underaged Arkansas interns and the economy was flush and Jon Burge was fired as a cop. Shoot, the Red Chinese wanted to open more Soy Sauce works in Illinois.

Guess what? Dawn Clark Netsch was the Illinois Comptroller (Dawn Clark Netsch (1991-1995)! The Illinois Comptroller cuts the checks from the revenue that comes in.

The Comptroller is charged, by the terms of Section 17 of Article V of the Constitution of Illinois, with the duties of: (a) maintaining the central fiscal accounts of the state, and (b) ordering payments into and out of the funds held by the Treasurer of Illinois. In accordance with this duty, the Comptroller signs paychecks or grants approval to electronic payments made by the state to its employees and creditors.

Kind of a Truth Commissioner on the public larder. Well DCN was cool with the Comptrolling and then ran for Governor. Ain't She Great?

D.C. Netsch was an Illinois Legislator along with the bad guys litanized in the Chicago Medill . . .Tribune. Now, I am given to understand that Ms. Netsch was a 'wide-awake' eagle-eyed public servant who would, were she so inclined,swoop down on corrupt snakes and pluck them from the sand. Maybe not.

Public Unions got powerful because of the Progressive Machine and sapped Illinois Revenue and Progressives like D.C.Netsch foisted pie-chart pirate Ralph Martire on us all to dazzle the Chicago Medill . . .Tribune and other news hounds. Cry Bullshit! and let slip the dogs of whores. . . and other protected species in the food chain!

Lawsuit Lotto Lawyers began raping taxpayers over police torture, discrimination ( gay, racial, dietary, you name it), SEIU became Big Labor, Wages became determined by legislation and not collective bargaining. More Ain't She/He Great Progressive Brahmins were no longer laughed out of the room. They became somebodies, by dint of appointments.

The second son in the Gospel is the Media - they say they will go into the vineyard and grunt and sweat, but they only manage to get Abner Mikva a paid commission, Ralph Martire a steady income flow, the Better Government Association stocked with pikers who stalk truck drivers and plumbers to catch them napping and after Illinois has gone to Shit, trot out salaries.

Truth Commission? Oh, Hell yeah. Why not.

How many tax-dollars have gone to Education programs mandated for Illinois schools to advocate abortion, Homosexual Marriage, idiotic sex education curricula and other hot button Progressive agendas?

How many millions of tax dollars have gone to make SEIU and the other lesser light public employee boon-doggles?

How many billions of dollars have gone to studies, commissions and retreats to tell us that the middle class is not paying enough for Green Initiatives, Reversing the Chicago River, and High Speed Rails?

How many gazillions of taxpayer dollars have not only fattened the wallets of Cadillac Commie lawyers, but also over-turned the convictions of thugs and killers?

One final question? Why did it take twenty years and the absence of the powerful from public life for the Chicago Medill . . .Tribune to pretend to grow a pair?

" As I was Sitting by the Fire, . . ." Pffunt! Spontaneous Combustion in Galway

The fact that in my nearly three score carbon footprint, I have had two very beautiful, smart, witty, and elegant women find me in any way attractive, good company and not socially sobering is proof enough for me that a great and merciful God exists. Go figure.

View the Midwestern skies at sunset, consider that Two and Half Men is on television, Chaz Bono, The platypus, Vlad Putin's cheerleaders, middle aged men who wear ear rings, or lawyers who wear cowboy hats.

We can explain the above photo (unphotoshopped BTW) Cathie Jung (USA, b. 1937) has a corseted waist measuring 15 inches. Un-corseted, it measures 21in. Her enthusiasm for Victorian clothes is why at the age of 38 she started wearing a training belt to gradually reduce her then 26in waist. She has never had surgery to define her waist.

Many Civil Rights advocates hold that the 'heart wants what the heart wants' which should explain this perfectly natural impending assignation.


Science is limited to that which can be explained. "Hey, baby, do Fries come with that wake? Baby you fine! Slow, up! Oh, this shark has . . . Pearly Teeth Babe . . ."



In Galway, the medical examiner has determined a case of spontaneous combustion.

A man who burned to death in his home died as a result of spontaneous combustion, an Irish coroner has ruled.

West Galway coroner Dr Ciaran McLoughlin said it was the first time in 25 years of investigating deaths that he had recorded such a verdict.

Michael Faherty, 76, died at his home in Galway on 22 December 2010.

Deaths attributed by some to "spontaneous combustion" occur when a living human body is burned without an apparent external source of ignition.

Typically police or fire investigators find burned corpses but no burned furniture.

An inquest in Galway on Thursday heard how investigators had been baffled as to the cause of Mr Faherty's death at his home at Clareview Park, Ballybane.

Forensic experts found that a fire in the fireplace of the sitting room where the badly burnt body was found, had not been the cause of the blaze that killed Mr Faherty.

An old guy is sitting by the fire,

As I was sitting by the fire talking to old Reilly's daughter
Suddenly a thought came into my head, I'd like to marry old Reilly's daughter

Giddy I ae, giddy I ae, giddy I ae for the one-eyed Reilly

. . ., but I digress.

Spontaneous combustion. You burst into flames. Science.

Ladies and Gentleman! The Prime Mover - The Uncaused Cause! God, his own bad self!

Quod erat demonstrandum!

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Alluring is Attractive - Skanky is Repellant: Feminism Gave Us the Skank

Males are not at all like Women. Equality? Equality should not mean whatever any androgynous subjectivist mouth-foamer demands it to be - " as you like it ,there, Titillian Transgender. By the way you have some bits of SlimJim betwen your teeth,"

Knock yourself out! Freedom to be woman is not license to be a skank, or another man.

Guys that are free with their tongues, where I come from anyway, tend to gum their food.

Freedom has always been a gift of God to us. We are free not to act like dogs and later justify promiscuity with an article by some alphabetted clown from Playboy or Cosmo.

Nevertheless, I am delighted by the signage on Expressways all over this great Metropolitan area touting the upcoming TV Show Pan Am. This series, like other 'return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear' Madmen presents well-dressed and cleaned up human beings as the standard for sexy.
As the philosophically hirsute trio ZZ Top teaches us all 'Every Girl Crazy 'Bout A Sharp Dressed Man!' So it is with, what I call, the Superior Gender. Nicely groomed and fashionably turned-out women are better than a Sunrise with Butterflies.

Playboy Bunnies and Stewardesses are back. Guys who wear suits and hats are back.

Clothes make not the person, but sure can tell us much about that person. I have Leo sweatshirts, T-shirts and gym shorts aplenty, but I would never wear those items to a dinner with an elegant and beautiful woman at Les Nomades. Entitled third tier movie stars can afford to act like dopes and arrive unshaven and dressed like Harry Potter on Hillbilly Heroin. People with the stamp of dignity burned into them by years of accomplishment and attention to other people have no such luxury.

Since the bra-burning harpies and their Tongue-studded, Tattooed sisters have donned everything from Meat to a Sneer, males continued to seek out beauty in days gone by. Alluring women do not dress like Andy Devine, nor do they spew foul Saxonisms like a vodka marinated whackjob. Nor do they allow foul-mouthed loutish males to verbally pollute their spaces. Sexy women finish conversations with louts in cold measures and colder glances -' I find your language as disgusting as your sense of fashion. Please, annoy the woman at the end of bar who is vomiting-up her Cosmo dinner. Yes, the one with tattoo on each breast saying, "Look" and "Lap." Goodbye."

Nothing is sexier than finely accoutered woman giving a slob the verbal kick to the curb.



I do not believe that I will watch Pan Am, but do hope that adolescent males aging 12-45 take in this show. They have feasted on MTV and HBO versions of women on Jersey Shore and Entourage. There is nothing sexier than woman who is centered, moral, smart and presents herself like a woman.

The Town of Chicago and the Beauty of Waiting

Father John P. Smyth
"No person stands so tall, as one who stoops to help a child."

My job requires a great deal of waiting - waiting for that magic moment in fund-raising, when the mission and operation of Leo High School matches a prospective donor's history of giving to a school like Leo with that person's capacity to make a gift; waiting to pull together current achievements and activities at the school to make a compelling presentation to that person; waiting to get an opportunity or appointment and waiting for the magic moment when that person asks, "How can I help."

Waiting is beautiful. In that gap between need identification and the gift, I get to again get knocked over by the capacity of people to look beyond themselves. Here in Chicago, the wait is never all that long.

Yesterday, before I went home to clean up for the Chicagoland Sports Hall of Fame Induction Dinner at Hawthorne Race Course, I had the opportunity to teach a few seniors about the job interview process. The teacher is a wonderful young lady who won her teaching spurs and the universal respect of the often times challenging 17 and 18 year olds in her many Math classes. As part of a business math unit, this innovative and thoughtful young lady has called a number of Leo Alumni professionals to serve as a mock interview panel next week. I was the stalking horse.

I am a teacher and a teacher, or a coach is a salesman. This morning when I get into work, I will sit down with one of our senior athletes in this class for a lesson on preparing for the up-coming interview and to go over his practice resume. From those lines on the paper, I will attempt to articulate the core worth of this splendid, thoughtful, tough, and centered young man in a letter of recommendation for this fictional job. I will also use this opportunity to begin drafting a letter from me that will be used in his college application. This is fund-raising.

This teacher's impact on her students is the core of what I do. This lesson in the steps necessary for securing employment is what it is all about. The young man has learned that many people are in his corner - his teacher, volunteers who went to Leo years ago, and a splendid old chap who works in the Development Office. I'll be waiting for this senior.

I always arrive early. I had a ticket for a guest of the Leo Advisory Board's table, a beautiful woman who has helped the kids at Leo for a number of years. I waited outside the entrance for her.

Haythorne Race Course was packed with giants.

Father John Smyth the legendary priest/athlete who dedicated his life to Christ's children, no matter what religion, race, or circumsatnce they walk in the world. Father Smyth walks along side them.

Gale Sayers, the Kansas Comet and arguably the gold standard for NFL running backs, who uses his modest fortune to help inner city kids learn to speak in public, develop computer skills and more importantly learn that they do not walk alone.

Rocky Bleier of Notre Dame and NFL fame, whose career was interrupted by service in Vietnam where he was horribly wounded, but fought back his wounds to not only play professional football, but pace the great Franco Harris of Pittsburg Steelers.

Three Time National College Basketball Championship coach Jim Calhoun of University of Connecticut.

Mr. Calhoun reminded all of us of the quality that makes Chicago great - "Chicago is a Town," he told us, " You all know each other and care for one another."

Chicago is a town. I waited outside for a woman of great fortune. While waiting, I met one of Honorees for the evening Barry Sanders. He was followed by Heisman Trophy winner and Fenwick legend Johnny Lattner and a gentleman by the name of Pat Kelly. We talked while they waited for elevator operated by beautiful girl with a new set braces from Hubbard High School. Barry Sanders, Pat Kelly and Johnny Lattner turned all of their attentions to the little girl tasked with taking them up to the second floor.

The dinner began at 7 P.M. and Leo's guest was fighting traffic on the Stevenson Expresway, no matter I waited. Retired Cook County Sherrif Mike Sheahan, Hall of Fame Father and Daughter Jerry and Katie Schumacher with Katie's gorgeous Mom Kathy, Chicago Firefighting hero Jim Corbett and others treated the elevator operator like she was the most important person on earth as well. It is good to wait.

At 7:35 P.M. our table mate arrived and immediately was swarmed by the parking lot attendants. This wealthy and prminent lady greated the older attendent,"Hey, how's your wife Albert?" I waited while she caught up with her friends. When our elevator doors opened the Hubbard Greyhound in braces was on break, but when we arrived on the second floor Gold Cup Room, Leo's beautiful philanthropist chatted with each and every waiter, waitress, bartender and manager after hailing them by name. The wait was worth it.

Later in the evening, Jim Calhoun reminded all of us that what makes Chicago great is not, plants, Silver Beans, or World Class tinsel.Chicago was, is and should remain a Town of Wait-ers. Waiting is beautiful. Chicagoans are neighbors and they are patient, generous, friendly, helpful and present. They wait in the long lines at Wakes. The greatest people are never disdainful of people and treat every person Oprah or a janitor like a neighbor.

Pikers are pushy and never wait.

We joined the throng of Leo Men waiting for this gracious woman's arrival. Presidnet Dan McGrath held out her chair and the brawny stalwarts stood in welcome: Jack Fitzgerald, Bob Sheehy, John Linehan, Bill Holland and Rich Finn - Mike Joyce a Hall of Fame Director and his expectantly radiant wife greeted us from the directors table. We were waiting for Leo football coach and Board Member Mike Holmes, who arrived before Grace was said. Our table included Tamara Holder, attorney, journalist and Fox Television News legal analyst, who joined the Advisory Board in January. The brawny stalwarts now include a stunning young lady. Father John Smyth led us all in prayer and he noted while many in crowd had not waited for Grace to said, somethings should not wait. Our guest handed President Dan McGrath a gift for the boys at Leo. Waiting is exquisite in this great town.

I better launch off my ass, I do not want to keep a young man waiting.

Catholic (Private School) -Still a Whoppingly Expensive Bargain; What Do Real People Do?

"Now is the time for a new covenant inscribed not on stone, but on the human heart"(Jeremiah 31.31)

Welcome to my world. In this world comprised of families, there are unbelievable pressures on the co-heads of households - mortgage and rent of the home, health care for children, safety, groceries, heat, water, electricity, gas, upkeep and home maintenance, schooling and transportation. That would no doubt be the priorities in order of essentials.

Quality of life does not equate to living a happy, loving and fulfilled life, but it sure does play Hell on doing so.

Where I live many co-heads of household work - husbands and wives take jobs. As mothering is essential to early childhood development many young wives stay home while the kids are growing up through early schooling. Moms often walk the Little guys to and from Pre-school, Kindergarten, and the early grades and tend to be home after school. Dads generally work full time jobs and in my neighborhood that includes a great deal of overtime. where I live there are many working as skilled tradesmen, police officers, firemen and government employees.

Many of my neighbors are getting laid off due to City, State and County cut-backs in service.

The vast majority of my neighbors, like me are Roman Catholic and send their children to parish grammar schools in order to ground their children in the Faith and give them a solid elementary education. Catholic schools out-perform public schools.

After grade school, there are no choices for secondary schools other than Catholic High Schools. Middle Class families of other races and Faiths, like their Catholic neighbors choose Catholic High Schools for their children as well. I know Muslim, AME, Baptist and Lutheran and Dutch Reformed kids who attended Kelloge, Clissold and Vanderpole CPS grammar schools now attending Marist, St. Ignatius, Brother Rice, St. Rita, Mount Carmel and my beloved Leo High School, because they and their parents want them prepared for college or the Skilled Trades.

Catholic High School tuition is brutal.

Here are the choices with a ten mile radius of Zipcodes 60620, 60643, 60655.

Marist High School
4200 W. 115th St.
Chicago, IL 60655-4397
3.7 mi

Mother McAuley Liberal Arts High School
3737 W. 99th St.
Chicago, IL 60655-3398
4.0 mi

Brother Rice High School
10001 S. Pulaski Rd.
Chicago, IL 60655-3356
4.2 mi

Leo High School
7901 S. Sangamon St.
Chicago, IL 60620-2531
5.1 mi

St. Rita of Cascia High School
7740 S. Western Ave.
Chicago, IL 60620-5820
5.4 mi

Seton Academy
16100 Seton Dr.
South Holland, IL 60473-1899
6.2 mi

My youngest daughter is a junior at Mother McAuley and attends with most of her classmates from St. Cajetan Grammar School - the other girls attend Marist, St. Ignatius, and two at Mount Assisi in Lemont. McAuley's tuition this year was paid in full in August at a whopping bargain at $ 8,950.00 with an additional $ 700.00 for books and fees. St. Ignatius is far more and Leo High School a bit less.

Let's say one of my neighbors worked as a driver ( Garbage Truck, Snowplow, & etc.) for the Dept. Streets and Sanitation and was bringing in about $ 70,000 a year and his wife was working part-time as a nurse at Advocate Christ, or Little Company of Mary Hospital - they have three boys at St. Rita and a daughter in college. Their mortgage on a three bedroom raised ranch is $ 1,036.00 with escrow and insurance per month. They are feeding three teenage boys, mind you. Clothing is less of a concern as they live in standard issue Bev Rat habiliments - SR Polos and chinos at school and baseball caps, cargo shorts and hoodies for formal occasions

Dad has worked the Ward for twenty years and change and some empowered dillies will now pick up the Virgin Mary Blue Recycling containers*. That must cause a chill in the otherwise steel spine of any man. but now let's talk about the gelding of Ward Organizations with Garbage Grid Gambit. If the "Bossism Reform GOOGOOs" are for it get ready for a pocket rape, Citizens! Are layoffs looming? You Betcha! Clout no longer exists. Shakman saved Illinois from corruption, Y'all! We got Garbage Grids a'coming!

Corruption and Crony Captialism remains unchecked to be sure but they benefit no one down on this level of the food chain. Ted the Helot's financial fanny flaps in the breeze and the "Ain't They Great" clowns always have a pay day. "Ain't They Greaters" are the idiots in Government whom the media and the Left Field advisers tag for Preferment. They are Reformers who lose elections and always get appointed to a swell paying bullet proof job in CPS, CTA, Lt. Governor, Congress, or the County Wastelands.

Ted the Helot gets a notice for unpaid days on the job, unpaid furloughs and finally the Layoff. That is what the Pie-Chart Gurus call Smart Sizing.

Catholic Schools offer a Tuition Covenant for Catholic Grammar Schools and secondary schools like Leo High School make sure that families can meet tuition costs. Big Shoulders Fund is a magnificent body of people who never seem to get any attention from the Chicago Media Icons. The Big Shoulders Fund raises millions of dollars specifically for inner city Chicago families who want a Catholic Education elementary and secondary.

Here at Leo High School fund-raising revenue is out-pacing tuition revenue, due to this lousy economy. Families are up against it. Dan McGrath, Leo President for Institutional Advancement, has collected $ 50,000 from new donors and $ 200,000 from an anonymous source since August to help move things along. Catholic Schools are tuition and fund-raising driven operations that outperform public schools.

Leo High School is working to bring Catholic Education to families with high school aged sons that are up-against-it. The Leo Advisory Board is helping craft and exciting tuition program that take some of the worry out of families facing lay-offs and other unforeseen financial burdens.

Government will not help. School Choice only happens in Indiana, folks. Until, things begin to make sense again, give Dan McGrath at Leo High School a call.

Leo High School - Male Only 9-12 College PreparatoryDan McGrath -President for Institutional Advancement
Leo High School
7901 S. Sangamon Street
Chicago, IL 60620

(773) 224-9600 7AM - 4PM.

Pat Hickey - Development Office
(773) 224-9600 ex. 208 5AM - 3PM


http://www.suntimes.com/news/cityhall/7016120-418/emanuel-to-switch-trash-pickup-to-grid-system-to-save-60-mil.* Oh, Yeah. It happened - $ 25M is some sweet garbage unless your life depends upon it. And the City will Save $60M with Garbage Grid? Dancer, Please! well, someone will save quite a bit - Chicago United Indsutries, n'cest pas?

As discussed in the Chicago Reader, Chicago’s recycling program has been both ineffective and expensive for a long time — and the city pays millions of dollars each year to maintain the program. Before he left office, former Mayor Richard M. Daley negotiated (but did not finalize) a new plan to privatize pickup of recycling in blue bins. (Like the current contract that gives the materials to Allied Waste, the blue bins would not cover multi-dwelling buildings, but would increase the number of households getting blue bins by about 200,000. The city would give up market value for the collected commodities, and continue to pay private contractors to haul and then sell the materials.)

It remains to be seen whether the Emanuel administration will adopt this plan; this week the city workers who currently collect the city’s recycling argued the proposal is counterproductive and too expensive.

Former Mayor Richard M. Daley’s plan to privatize household recycling would saddle Chicago homeowners with hidden costs, collection fees and late-night deliveries while depriving the city of millions of dollars in revenue from the sale of recyclables, union leaders contend.

Laborers Union Local 1001, whose members stand to lose their jobs to a private contractor, is further arguing that the 14-year contract would shortchange minorities and women, who would get just 9 percent and 3 percent of the deal respectively. That is a far cry from the 25 and 5 percent set-asides tied to most other city contracts.

Local 1001 business manager Lou Phillips noted that the city’s own forecasts project $3 million from the sale of recyclables this year, nearly three times the take in 2010.

“Can we afford to give up such an expanding, long-term revenue stream that, in reality, is better than the now-famous parking meter deal?” Phillips said.

“In bad economic times, more people eat at home, stay at home [and] create more trash which, with the proper education, has begun to create more recyclables [and] more potential revenue. . . . Why would we give away $3 million a year or more?”

Under fire to deliver suburban-style curbside recycling to 359,000 Chicago households without it, Daley chose Waste Management in late March to provide the service in four of six designated zones.

Fiscal shortfalls have led large cities to drastically change their recycling programs before. The irony is that contracts with Waste Management have often been too costly for municipalities to bear. Chicago ended a previous contract to collect blue bags with the firm several years ago and switched over to Allied Waste before ending the blue bag program altogether. In 2002, New York City had a serious budget crisis — and a recycling contract with Waste Management that cost the city over $40 million each year. The city decided to eliminate glass and plastic curbside pickups.

Immediately, residents protested. Faced with a highly unpopular policy decision and an unaffordable contract, the city looked for alternatives. Within months they found one. New York City entered into a contract with a scrap materials dealer (Hugo Neu) who treated the collected materials as commodities to sell rather than wastes to remove. Today, Hugo Neu pays New York City a few million dollars per year from the revenues they make off collected metals on the open market. That revenue offsets the costs of collecting all recyclables, including glass and plastics. Changing contracts to recognize that recyclables are commodities to sell rather than wastes to be charged for provided New York’s residents with a functioning recycling program that didn’t exhaust the budget.

Roosevelt Professor Carl Zimring discussed New York City’s experience in the last chapter of his book Cash for Your Trash: Scrap Recycling in America. He also discussed it and Chicago’s continued problems in SUST 240 Waste this past spring and will cover any updates to Chicago’s program in SUST 210 The Sustainable Future (offered online this summer beginning May 31). For more information on this or any other of our courses, visit our Sustainability Studies website, call 1-877-277-5978 (1-877-APPLY RU) or email applyRU@roosevelt.edu.

Class Warfare 2011 -An Inverted Fun-House Mirror of Genuine Class Warfare 1900

Class Warrior 2011 -Killing the Middle Class
Class Warrior 1900 -Giving Life to a Middle Class


Class Warfare? It might be. Rather, I see it as a masquerade of wanna-bees like porky film-maker and plutocrat Michael Moore doing a Big Bill Waywood imitation in Madison, Wisconsin last winter.

Movies need funding, especially documentary films. One must go where the money hides.

I am re-reading a wonderful book, Big Trouble: A Murder in a Small Western Town Sets Off a Struggle for the Soul of America published in 1998 and written by the late J. Anthony Lukas. Lukas wrote a brilliant study of the Boston Desegregation atrocity in the Boston Public School system - Common Ground in 1986. I read that book while I was teaching in Kankakee, IL. Bishop McNamara High School was beset by a down-turn in enrollment due to the closing of industries in the late 1970's. The school attempted an innovative restructure of tuition payment for struggling families - Negotiated Tuition. It worked for a couple of years and then the economy righted itself and Kankakee went from light industry to service industry. Common Ground studied three families - two white and one African American; two urban matriarchies ( one white and one African American) and one two-parent family of affluent suburban Liberals.

I was in Lake Forest, Il one day a year or so back and there was a street festival. A Huge banner proclaimed 'We Celebrate Diversity!' The streets seemed packed with Laplanders. Nary a dusky hued person celebrating diversity among the well-heeled caucasians.

Here is a review of that book -

As one who actually lived through these terrible, terrible times in Boston, this book is one of the only pieces of journalism that doesn't portray white, working class Boston as the bad, ugly racists, but rather shows that the children of Boston were used as pawns by well-heeled suburbanites and a lofty judge who walked away and then pointed the finger. It was always, always about class and not race and the whole busing debacle nearly ruined a great American city. Stopping the desegregation at the City limits was the biggest mistake ever made and the people of Boston simply refused to abide by it. Sure, people were accused of being racist and certainly some ugly things happened, but to act as though discrimination ended at the borders of Boston was ridiculous, which is now acknowledged. Hopefully the suburbs will not be let off the hook again.

There is one negative review that reads like an MSNBC commentary among the 21 Five Star ratings for the work.

Lukas, committed suicide shortly before Big Trouble was published. It is said that he set impossibly high standards for himself as a journalist. That is a problem that evades too many names on the Media mastheads these days.

Big Trouble weaves around the story of the assassination of former Idaho Governor Frank Steunenberg who had called in Federal troops to put down a strike at the Coeur d'Alene mining district in 1899.

A man named Orchard was arrested and charged with the crime. The Mining interests called in the Pinkertons and special agent James McPartland, the man who befriended the coal miners association known as the Molly Maguires and rigged their hangings, orchestrated to have Orchard placed on Death row without a trial.

In no times at all, following threats and bribes, McPartland and the Pinkertons obtained a 64 page confession by Orchard that included at least 17 other murders at the orders of the United Federation of Miners (UFM) a very radical union led by Marxist Bill (Big Bill) Haywood*. Haywood and two other union leaders were illegally extradited to Idaho from Colorado on forged papers - drafted by the energetic McPartland.

James McPartland was the G. Flint Taylor of his day. Jon Burge, the police officer tagged with hundreds and soon to be thousands of police torture incidents, required an energetic Class Warrior of post-racial age. For thirty years, G. Flint Taylor, like James McPartland the century before, has patiently and energetically shopped judges, journalists and juries and managed to have Burge convicted, not on torture, but perjury.

Lukas, in Big Trouble, painstakingly presents the facts about the last Turn-of-the-Century Class Warfare. At that time, there was virtually no middle class. There were owners and there were workers. In order to keep workers from the middle class, the Capitalists and Ruling Brahmin Class exercised power politics over the Laws and the people.

Today, the Ruling Class is evaporating the American Middle Class. The class warriors then and now face one another in a crazy-house mirror reflecting Hegelian power.

Like the Boston Desegregation fiasco - the ruling elites pitted black against white working classes and coated the narrative with the dismissive charge of racism. Southie Irish Catholic racists, like their ethnic counterparts in Chicago, New York, Philadelphia and Detroit are not worth considering. Very much like Tea Party people.

Lukas burst that balloon.

In 1904 there were very few African Americans living in Chicago. Some of those black skinned Americans lived next door to Irish, Lithuanian, Czech, German and Polish folks in the Stockyard region. In the summer of 1904 there was long and deadly strike by the Amalgamated Meat Cutters. You will find almost nothing about that strike on the Web these days. Companies were formed by people like Frank Curry of St. Louis to bring strikebreakers into cities where labor unrest erupted.

Upton Sinclair happened to be writing a story about the 1886 strike by the Knights of Labor in the Stockyards and he spent the early days of the summer of 1904 on the steps of black-listed Knight of Labor strike-leader John Joyce. That tale was never written. Upton Sinclair witnessed a huge strike himself and wrote about a Lithuanian meat-cutter who yelled to car loads of African Americans brought into Chicago by the likes of Curry as strike breakers -" It's not your skin! It's your Scabbing!"

Like McPartland, modern activists have succeeded in tagging Class War as meat and racism as its gravy. J. Anthony Lukas is not with us to make clear the issues and the personalities. The journolistas today operate according to a template provided by their benefactors.

White is Black and Black is Purple, if SEIU Mandarin Andy Stern says it is so.

Chicago cop Jon Burge tortured young black men 24 hours a day and seven days a week. Everyone knows that! If you do not know that fact you are hater, racist idiot.

Taxing billions-aires means taxing familes making $250,000.

Reading about a 1905 set-up to keep workers from attaining American middle class status makes sense of that same Class terminating the Middle Class. Warren Buffet will be fine. The husband and wife who use their college degrees and work long hours to gross $ 250,000 annually are in Big Trouble.

Click my post title and read Lukas's books.


* Big Bill Haywood went to the Soviet Union and worked for Lenin and later Joe Stalin, with whom he fell from grace. Big Bill died of alcoholism related maladies in a Moscow hosptial. Half of his ashes were scattered at Haymarket.

'No Gingers (Redheads) Need Apply, ' says Ole Schou

The world's largest 'baby batter' bank - Cryos has told Redheaded Males to hang on to their swimmers. Science. You can't beat it. Nevertheless, the lads who spent a lifetime doing just that worship at its temple.

A gorgeous Redhead, Mary Cleary, married me and gave birth to my redheaded daughter. My family is loaded with redheads. As noted by philosopher and roofer Eddie Carroll, "Gentlemen may prefer blondes, but it takes a real man to handle a redhead."

While I agree in spirit with Mr.Carroll, allow me to add my own empirical observation - No Man Handles a Redhead - no force on earth, my dear chap.

Redheads inspire - worship, fear and lust. Adam ( from the Hebrew for red or ruddy), Eric the Red, Rita Hayworth. Of course Judas Iscariot - or Carrot-top as the other eleven called him - comes in for universal derision.

One of the great Science worshippers of all time Adolph Hitler ( Vegan, PETA member, No Boozing crank and Non-smoker - the model Progressive) considered a ban on marriages for Redheads.

Now, the carbon footprint Gestapo scientists offer this Gingerphobia:

"There are too many redheads in relation to demand," Ole Schou, the director of Cryos, told the Danish newspaper, Ekstrabladet, according to London's Telegraph.

Men with scarlett manes sell "like hot cakes" in Ireland, Schou said, but that's about it.

"I do not think you choose a redhead, unless the partner - for example, the sterile male - has red hair, or because the lone woman has a preference for redheads," he said, the Telegraph reported. "And that's perhaps not so many, especially in the latter case."

Men with brown hair and brown eyes are very popular, Schou noted.

Hey, Ole, you been playing with yourself way too long there, Son. Get out in the fresh air and step away from the two dimensional babes for a while; shoot you'll go bind!

Ole, - I have gray hair with a touch of brown and brown eyes and have been and remain wildly more unpopular than redheads entirely. Random samplings by the handful! Science, my boy, science!


I think God knew what He was doing when He tossed a little Ginger into the mixture:

Redheads A-X

A
•Red Adair
•Steve Allen & Woody Allen
•Lauren Ambrose
•Tori Amos
•Gillian Anderson
B
•Boris Becker
•Sarah Bernhardt
•William Blake
•Anne Boleyn
•Napoleon Bonaparte
•Lizzie Borden
•David Bowie
•Carol Burnett
•Lord Byron
•Frankie Burke
C
•David Caruso
•Winston Churchill
•Patricia Clarkson
•Cleopatra
•Christopher Columbus
•Oliver Cromwell
•James Cagney
D
•Bj�rn Daehlie
•King David
•Bette Davis
E
•Elizabeth I of England
•Erik the Red
•Esau
•Chris Evans
•Eric XIV of Sweden
F
•Sarah Ferguson, Duchess Of York
•Svetlana Feofanova
•Lynette 'Squeaky' Fromme
•Angie Everhart
G
•Melissa Gilbert
•Harold 'Red' Grange
•Vincent van Gogh
•Rupert Grint
•Seth Green
H
•Geri Halliwell
•Alyson Hannigan
•Prince Harry of Wales
•Rita Hayworth
•Henry II of England
•Henry VIII of England
•Katharine Hepburn
•Raelee Hill
•L. Ron Hubbard
J
•Andrew Jackson
•Thomas Jefferson
•Neil Jenkins
•James Joyce
K
•Red Kelly
•Charles Kennedy
•Nicole Kidman
•Neil Kinnock
[edit]L
•Stan Laurel
•Rod Laver
•D.H. Lawrence
•Lenin
•Damien Lewis
•Sinclair Lewis
•Lindsay Lohan
•Tina Louise
•Anni-Frid Lyngstad
M
•Shirley Manson
•Marie Antoinette
•Mary Queen of Scots
•Henri Matisse
•Gates McFadden
•Mark McGwire
•Loreena McKennitt
•Sarah McLachlan
•Bette Midler
•Judge Marilyn Milian from The People's Court
•Julianne Moore
•Van Morrison
•Kate Mulgrew
N
•Jack Nicklaus
O
•Conan O'Brien
P
•Ignace Paderewski
•Patsy Palmer
•Bernadette Peters
•Patricia Phoenix
•Scarlett Pomers
•Ezra Pound
•Stephanie Powers
•Laura Prepon
[edit]R
•Ramses II
•Axelle Red
•Molly Ringwald
•Richard I of England
•Julia Roberts
•Anne Robinson
•Ginger Rogers
•Miriam Rothschild
•J. K. Rowling
•Rob Roy
S
•George Sanders
•Jean-Paul Sartre
•Paul Scholes
•Daniel Sedin
•Henrik Sedin
•William Shakespeare
•Blaze Starr
•Rusty Staub
•Eric Stoltz
T
•Tiffany
•Titian
•Mark Twain
U
•Jan Ullrich
V
•Martin Van Buren
•Gustav Vasa
W
•Bill Walton
•George Washington
•Evelyn Waugh
•Mark Weber
•Esther Williams
•Alicia Witt
X
•Malcolm X







http://christophreilly.hubpages.com/hub/Redheads-Myths--Legends--and-Famous-Red-Hair

The Cobbler

"If the accused could speak he could a tale unfold -- one of the strangest ..." James Joyce

Now, my father was hung for sheep stealing
My mother was burned for a witch
My sister's a dandy house-keeper
And I'm a mechanical switch

It's forty long years I have traveled
All by the contents of me pack
Me hammers, me awls and me pinchers

I carry them all on me back

Tommy Makem


When Teddy Sullivan died in May , his boy, Mossie, went through his boxes of treasures. Teddy kept letters 'from home' in Castleisland County Kerry.

Teddy came to the States and settled in Chicago in 1960. Me met Meg Joyce from Galway at a dance at Cannon Hall of the Hibernians on Halsted, courted and married the girl. Teddy had a good job working at the Audi Home, first as a boiler fireman and then as a Stationary Engineer. He and Meg moved out of their small apartment across from Sherman Park on Garfield Blvd when the girl was expecting Mossie. The Sullivans now lived in St. Ethelreda Parish in a two flat at 85th and Wolcott. It was there that the Sullivans of Chicago took shape.

However distant and cold about Ireland in his musings, Teddy kept close touch with those 'back home.' Teddy treasured his roots and never wanted to return to them. Teddy kept tickets from the small Kerry movie house where he saw The Searchers in Ireland. Among these trinkets, Mossie found a ticket-stub for a pair of dress shoes that had been paid ( £ 1,three shillings, eight pence) for but never been picked, before Teddy emigrated to Chicago. Today that would be about £ 17 Irish Pounds -very dear, or expensive as Hell!

Teddy and the late Meg Joyce-Sullivan never returned home to Ireland.

Mossie tucked the ticket into his wallet and with his young family went 'home' in July 2011 - it was Mossie's first trip back to Ireland.

The Sullivans enjoyed their time in Galway and county Clare took the Tarbert Ferry across the Shannon River and drove over and down the far-famed Kerry Mountains and into Castleisland County Kerry.

Mossie's wife Kerry and the three little girls shopped the second widest street in Ireland and enjoyed ice cream with a generous spike of Flake Chocolate, while Mossie searched out Old Dan Brosnan's Cobbler Shop out near the new market pens.

He found and entered the Georgian shop with a charming ring of the tiny bell above the door. Dan Brosnan's is a tight dusty and leathey space filled with brogans, boots, loafers and four generations of ladies boots, pumps and sandals. This was a history of Twentieth Century footwear.

Out of the back room shuffled a tiny man in his 90's interrupted of the next bite of his Noon Tea who wiped a bit of Chef's Sauce from the corner of his gray whiskered mouth with a "God Bless, Yank."

"Hello, are you Dan Brosnan?'

" I am, so."

"My father was from here."

" What Yank never tells me the same?"

" He left here in 1960 . . ."

" A Castleisland Engineer from Chicago, so!"

"Yes, sir he was."

" He's gone on, then."

"Last May."

" God be good to him."

"His name was Teddy Sullivan and he . . ."

" Mick the Dairyman's boy and brother to Dec, Turney, and Sarsfield who all went to Canada."

" You have a remarkable memory, Mr. Brosnan."


" I do so. How else can a man make a living in this vale of tears."

Mossie dug the yellowed cardboard ticket-stub marked S-786.

" In fact, I found a receipt ticket for a pair of dress shoes that my Dad had made in 1960 and paid in full £ 1,three shillings, eight pence."

The ancient cobbler shuffled to his shop counter's files and pulled the partner of the emigrant ticket seperated by force of his powerful fingers and fifty years and joined at this moment in geneological magic. Dan Bosnan smiled broadly.

" They'll be ready Thursday, Yank."

Today is U.S. Day of Rage and I Could Not Be Happier!

There's bright golden haze on meadow!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Submitted by Michael Santo on 2011-09-17


September 17 has been targeted as a U.S. "Day of Rage," leveraging the Arab protests using the same name that took place in the Spring, this year, but in what's planned to be a set of peaceful protests against corperatism (Sic 'corporatism?" n'cest pas?) and corporate money in politics across the nation.

Well, shucks and dog my cats! The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree,
And an ol' Weepin' Willer is laughin' at me. I got me a 20 oz. cup of rich and dark Kean Coffee, the Purdue v. S.E. Missouri Game, a pot of two day old jambalaya, Eddy's Lime Fruit Bars, and my gal! Oh, what a beautiful Rage Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm fixin' to sing along with Gordon McRae! Everybody!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Joel Kotkin Unmasks the Power Behind the Throne - "Gentry Progressives"

Demographer and journalist Joel Kotkin has studied Americans with a very clear and unjaundiced jeweler's eye for decades. He has studied and identified the power shifts in post-industrial America and long ago predicted the collapse of State economies under weight of policy programs, pensions and wages paid out to policy wizards shilling for agenda PACS, like Acorn, Planned Parenthood, Alien Rights, and Gay Marriage advocates, as well as public service unions especially SEIU.

Every pothole in Illinois and California was predicted by Joel Kotkin long before President Obama took office.

President Obama campaigned as a 'different sort of Democrat' and he surely is that - he is America's first Gentry President, according Kotkin.

This morning in Politico Joel Kotkin unmasks the Gentry Progressive - the wolf in Democrat clothing.

To be sure, Obama’s ground game relied on organized labor, particularly public-sector unions, African-Americans, Latinos and progressive activists. But these groups have not emerged stronger from his three years in office.

Instead, the major winners of the Obama years have been the big nonprofits, venture capitalists and, most obviously, the financial aristocracy. These have all benefited from the Ben Bernanke-Timothy Geithner — previously the Bernanke-Henry Paulson — policy of cheap money and near zero-interest rates, which have depressed the savings of the middle classes but served as a major boon to Wall Street. This has benefited mostly the wealthiest 1 percent, which owns some 40 percent of equities and 60 percent of financial securities.

This Wall Street-first approach makes Reaganite “trickle down” look like a populist torrent. Glimmers of reality are beginning to dawn on more perceptive progressive analysts, like Kevin Drum of Mother Jones, who accuses the Democrats under Obama of abandoning “the middle class in favor of the rich.” The Democrats, grouses the reliably partisan but perceptive Harold Meyerson, should be known as “Bankers R Us.”

Reaction from Tea Party libertarians, Old Timey Democrats like meself, and even the tasseled loafer GOP saw Marxists in the woodpile. They're there, in some small way, but largely the Gentry is all about Lakeview Greystone Urban Power elites: the degree stamped, well-off, childless, venal and secular power-network players. They get into Democratic politics via the backdoor -appointments for favors to come. They are lawyers, connected -professional bankers, fund managers, and agents of every venue that rakes in nickels.

Kotkin presents the power behind the 'mount, shine, evaporate and fall' of the Obama moment in the sun:

To be sure, some parts of the old progressive coalition, such as African-Americans, whose prospects have declined markedly under Obama, will most likely remain loyal to the president. Many other working- and middle-class voters, including Latinos and young people, groups particularly hard hit, may not be ready to bolt en masse for the GOP. But their lessened enthusiasm to participate in either the campaign or to vote could threaten the White House next year.

These developments, as Marxists might put it, reflect the fundamental contradictions of gentry liberalism. Essentially, gentry liberalism reflects the coalescing interests among the financial, technological and academic upper strata. For these people, the Great Recession was brief and ended long ago. All depend heavily on high stock prices to maintain their wealth. Their interest in the overall U.S. economy — particularly the Main Street grass roots — has become ever more tenuous with their increasing ability to shift assets to East Asia and other developing country hot spots.

These prerogatives have been neatly protected under Obama. In the past, administrations let corporate scofflaws, like the savings and loan companies, collapse. Some were sent to jail. . . .
This may have also been good news for Manhattan and San Francisco real estate and luxury retail — Tiffany profits were up 25 percent in the past quarter. Silicon Valley venture capitalists, in particular, have been lavished with access to cheap government loans and incentives — as demonstrated by the recent revelations about solar manufacturer Solyndra — to promote their attempted expansion into the ballyhooed “green economy.”

The essential problem of gentryism, however, is that it fails to address the fundamental economic needs of the vast majority. It is also tied to policy prescriptions that either fail to spur broad-based growth or, in some cases, hinder it.

For one thing, by concentrating wealth at the top, the gentry approach has depressed entrepreneurialism among the vast middle and working classes. In contrast to past “recoveries,” the rate of new start-ups has slowed considerably. The health of existing small business remains feeble, notes the National Federation of Independent Business.

Other initiatives have slowed potential growth, particularly the threat of new draconian environmental regulations. Fossil-fuel development, for example, represents one of the best opportunities for new, high-wage employment for blue- and white-collar workers. In contrast, the massive expenditures of public money on “green jobs” has turned out to be less than effective in creating blue-collar employment.

Joel Kotkin was writing long before Obamas Gentry grabbed power. It is refreshing that people are now reading this prescient man. Click my post title for so much more.

Sorry, Mr. President; My Calendar is Jammed With Open Dates and Ward Bond Month May Be on TCM

I just opened this warm e-mail from President Barack Obama

Friend --

I'm writing to invite you to dinner.

If that sounds familiar, it's because we've done this before.
I've asked the campaign to organize small, five-person dinners
with supporters like you as a regular thing.

These dinners are important to me. Not just because they help
me stay connected to supporters like you who are doing the hard
work of building this campaign, but because they set us apart.

No matter what our opponents do over the next 14 months, we
have chosen to put people at the heart of our campaign -- and
we're focused on building it one grassroots donation at a time.

I'm asking you to make one today.

Will you donate $40 or more today to be automatically entered
for a chance to join me for dinner?

http://my.democrats.org/Dinner1

I read a few letters every day from the many that come to the
White House. Those personal connections with the people who
put me here drive me and remind me why I set out to do this job
in the first place.

Our focus on everyday Americans and their stories has always
made our organization more than just a political campaign.

From the very beginning, we've set out to practice a different kind
of politics -- proving that we don't need checks from Washington
lobbyists or unlimited special-interest money to win an election.

That's why I'm asking you to step up and donate today. When you
do, you'll be automatically entered to win a place at dinner:http://my.democrats.org/Dinner1

Maybe I'll get to thank you in person.Barack

Well, I am flattered, Mr. President, but must decline. My calendar is filled with open dates, but I would not wish to pencil in a square in the expectation that my two Jacksons would secure a dinner date before 2012. You see, if I sent in the two double-sawbucks and let's say I was chosen, the date might fall in a month determined by Turner Classic Movies as Ward Bond Month.

That would put me in the awkward position of declining the opportunity to break bread with our 44th President. Ward Bond trumps dinner with you Sir, I am very sorry to say. Though I am sure that the tucker and vittles would be something else, Man does not live upon bread alone - Ward Bond is another matter.

You have a reputation for soaring rhetoric, Sir, but I do not think you can match this pitch -



Good luck getting $ 40.00. The possibility of a month of 224 Ward Bond movies and features on TCM eclipses any possible time with you, Mr. President.

Sincerely,

Pat Hickey

Vietnam Statistics from the Wall - Michael Moriarty Forwarded This On The Other Greatest Generation

A Vietnam Marine, Bill Pfeifer sent this to Michael Moriarty and Michael sent this along to me.

Tom Brokaw should take a look at another Greatest Generation.

Interesting Veterans Statistics off the Vietnam Memorial Wall

"Carved on these walls is the story of America , of a continuing quest to preserve both Democracy and decency, and to protect a national treasure that we call the American dream." ~President George Bush

SOMETHING to think about - Most of the surviving Parents are now Deceased.

There are 58,267 names now listed on that polished black wall, including those added in 2010.

The names are arranged in the order in which they were taken from us by date and within each date the names are alphabetized. It is hard to believe it is 36 years since the last casualties.

Beginning at the apex on panel 1E and going out to the end of the East wall, appearing to recede into the earth (numbered 70E - May 25, 1968), then resuming at the end of the West wall, as the wall emerges from the earth (numbered 70W - continuing May 25, 1968) and ending with a date

in 1975. Thus the war's beginning and end meet. The war is complete, coming full circle, yet broken by the earth that bounds the angle's open side and contained within the earth itself.

The first known casualty was Richard B. Fitzgibbon, of North Weymouth , Mass. Listed by the U.S. Department of Defense as having been killed on June 8, 1956. His name is listed on the Wall with that of his son, Marine Corps Lance Cpl. Richard B. Fitzgibbon III, who was killed on Sept. 7, 1965.

There are three sets of fathers and sons on the Wall.
39,996 on the Wall were just 22 or younger.
8,283 were just 19 years old.
The largest age group, 33,103 were 18 years old.
12 soldiers on the Wall were 17 years old
5 soldiers on the Wall were 16 years old.
One soldier, PFC Dan Bullock was 15 years old.

997 soldiers were killed on their first day in Vietnam .
1,448 soldiers were killed on their last day in Vietnam .

31 sets of brothers are on the Wall.
Thirty one sets of parents lost two of their sons.
54 soldiers on attended Thomas Edison High School in Philadelphia . I wonder why so many from one school.
8 Women are on the Wall. Nursing the wounded.
244 soldiers were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Vietnam War; 153 of them are on the Wall.

Beallsville, Ohio with a population of 475 lost 6 of her sons.
West Virginia had the highest casualty rate percapita in the nation. There are 711 West Virginians on the Wall.

The Marines of Morenci - They led some of the scrappiest high school football and basketball teams that the little Arizona copper town of Morenci (pop. 5,058) had ever known and cheered. They enjoyed roaring beer busts. In quieter moments, they rode horses along the Coronado Trail, stalked deer in the Apache National Forest . And in the patriotic camaraderie typical of Morenci's mining families, the nine graduates of Morenci High enlisted as a group in the Marine Corps. Their service began on Independence Day, 1966. Only 3 returned home.

The Buddies of Midvale - LeRoy Tafoya, Jimmy Martinez, Tom Gonzales were all boyhood friends and lived on three consecutive streets in Midvale, Utah on Fifth, Sixth and Seventh avenues. They lived only a few yards apart. They played ball at the adjacent sandlot ball field. And they all went to Vietnam . In a span of 16 dark days in late 1967, all three would be killed. LeRoy was killed on Wednesday, Nov. 22, the fourth anniversary of John F. Kennedy's assassination. Jimmy died less than 24 hours later on Thanksgiving Day. Tom was shot dead assaulting the enemy on Dec. 7, Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.

The most casualty deaths for a single day was on January 31, 1968 ~ 245 deaths.
The most casualty deaths for a single month was May 1968 - 2,415 casualties were incurred.

For most Americans who read this they will only see the numbers that the Vietnam War created. To those of us who survived the war, and to the families of those who did not, we see the faces, we feel the pain that these numbers created. We are, until we too pass away, haunted with these numbers, because they were our friends, fathers, husbands, wives, sons and daughters. There are no noble wars, just noble warriors. (emphasis my own)

Please pass this on to those who served during this time, and those who DO Care.

Not as lean; not as mean; but still a MARINE

Antonement - NY District Goes GOP - Rev. Al Goes on MSNBC - Makes Sense?

"I'll never get the majority of Jewish votes. It's only because I have a moral center." Rev. Al Sharpton 2001.

Maybe it's me, but I think that the only center Rev. Al worries about is the Carmelo goodness of a Dove nugget, or the core of his "Non-Profit" Empire. (Aside) " Everything cool with IRS, since Bush left out, Rev.?"

Here's the tempest in the borscht bowl

Weprin became embroiled in New York-centric disputes over Israel and gay marriage, which cost him some support among Jewish voters.

Orthodox Jews, who tend to be conservative on social issues, expressed anger over Weprin’s vote in the Assembly to legalize gay marriage. In July, New York became one of six states to recognize same-sex nuptials.

The same folks who defend the Unborn, defend Marriage and defend Israel. Must be something to that Trinity.

Non-practicing secular Jews, like secular Catholic lefties, and the Progressive Protestant main-line Churches ( Reformed Methodist, United Church of Christ & etc.) are the cultural base of the Democratic Party at the National Level ( the DNC). They love in this order

1. Abortion

2. Racial Ethnic and Sex Segmentation (Arabic, African, Pacific Islander, Inuit, Caledonian, Alsatian, Homosexual, Heterosexual, Pan-Sexual and Sexual Neutral)

3. ACLU vision of Justice

4. Black Anger

5. Government Economics

6. Anti-military everything

7. Hegelian Secular Education

8. Eradication of History, Literature and Culture

Everything else is an adjunct.

Yesterday, DNC memes pre-empted the victory of Bob Turner over Democrat Welprin in the special election for pecker-obsessed Anthony Weiner's (MSNBC NY) Congressional seat with a stamp of the foot that this was not harbinger of One and Out for President Obama it was just religious Jew acting out.

This from David Weigel of The Slate:

Earlier today I talked to Brian Brown, the president of the National Organization for Marriage, about that group's effort in the district. They sent out 70,000 pieces of mail in a race that may only have 30,000 voters.
"I don't think anyone familiar with this district believes that Orthodox Jewish voters are turning on Weprin because of Israel," said Brown. "The real reason is Weprin's support for same sex marriage, especially the use of his Orthodox faith to justify it."

Here is the point of view of DNC icon Henry 'The Wingman' Waxman ( General Electric, CA)

“I think Jewish voters will be Democratic and be for Obama in 2012, especially if you get a Republican candidate like [Texas] Gov. [Rick] Perry,” he said. “But there’s no question the Jewish community is much more bipartisan than it has been in previous years. There are Jews who are trending toward the Republican Party, some of it because of their misunderstanding of Obama’s policies in the Middle East, and some of it, quite frankly, for economic reasons. They feel they want to protect their wealth, which is why a lot of well-off voters vote for Republicans.”

The Hill

Henry Waxman according to his biography is Jewish. Waxman is Jewish in the same way that Dick Durbin, the Young Kennedys (post RFK variety), Georgetown University, University of Notre Dame, Richie Daley, and Kathy Sebelius are Catholic - when it is time to court the Knights of Columbus. Durbin, Daley, The Young Kennedys,Georgetown University, University of Notre Dame, Richie Daley and Kathy Sebelius owe much more to Planned Parenhood, SEIU, ACLU, and the Gay Liberation Network than they do to Holy Mother Church.

Religious Jews, most Black Congregations, Evangelicals and Catholics remain fiercely opposed to Abortion and Homosexual Marriage. Rev. Al Sharpton & the very eclipsed Rev. Jesse Jackson, notwithstanding, represent GE, the ACLU,SEIU, Planned Parenthood, and DNC more than they do African American Americans. GE pushed Rev. Al onto MSNBC after tossing out a fat Young Turk.

Jews, Catholics and Christians understand Atonement. Atonement is the root of Judaisim and therefore the foundation of Christianity. Atonement means much more than saying "I'm sorry for calling Jews money grubbing diamond merchants and Catholics Homophobic Pedophile Loving Drunks and Evangelical Christians Snake-handling Hillbillies. Really. If it means losing power, I am truly sorry."

Atonement means return in Hebrew. Some Catholics like to think of atonement as akin to returning old pop bottles for the deposit. Genuine Catholic spin on atonement goes much deeper than mere reconciliation. Sorry don't cut it. Like the Jews we must 'return' to Christ -not as we'd like HIM to be - an affable moral relativist -'Hey, who's to say, Hickey? You meant to be a good man - charitable, devout, honest, faithful, sincere - here's your participation medal - come on in!'

Nope, Atonement goes far beyond taking a pew. The voters in the New York District offered Democrats a lesson in atonement.

If you want "It's All Good!" turn on Rev. Al and Keep it Rea'!"

The Captain's Pre-Reminiscence: The Brain Mutinies

"Pass this Bill!"

I know that folks sometimes think they've used up the benefit of the doubt but I'm an eternal optimist,I believe if you just stay at it long enough, after they've exhausted all the other options, folks do the right thing."

President Obama

This is the captain speaking. Some misguided sailors on this ship still think they can pull a fast one on me. Well, they're very much mistaken. Since you've taken this course, the innocent will be punished with the guilty.. . . I will not be made a fool of! Do you hear me?

Lt. Commander Phillip Francis Queeg

Huge Hat Tip to Weasel Zippers!

Visit msnbc.com for breaking news, world news, and news about the economy

". . .I’m going to be judged by whether we have stayed focused on making sure that this economy is moving in the right direction. And like the captain of a ship in a storm, you know, when the ship is rocking and people are getting hurt, they’re not going to be happy, no matter how good the captain’s doing. Now, my hope is that when we are on the other side of it, folks will look back and say, “You know, he wasn’t a bad captain of the ship.” What I tell everybody I meet whether they voted for me or they didn’t is, “This country always gets through these storms. We always right the ship. And we will this time as well.”

Sail on, Oh, Ship of State.

My Heartfelt and Very Warm Response to Prince Turki al-Faisal on Palestinian Statehood, Saudi Arabia, and the U.S.

Sinatra treated dames better than a Saudi.
Gang, meet the Prince; Prince meet the gang! Ain't he just the cat's nuts?

Dear Prince Turki-al Faisal,

I was delighted to read your demand that we, as a nation, must abandon our only ally in the Middle East, Israel, by not doing a veto on the Palastinian Statehood nonsense.

You are a howl, Son!

The New York Times is the only place to have lodged such a comically ludicrous string of words, there, Prince. With writers like Tom Friedman and Paul Krugman the New York Times trumps The Onion.

You opening imperative sentence made me wet my britches, Turki! "The United States must support the Palestinian bid for statehood at the United Nations this month or risk losing the little credibility it has in the Arab world,"

Allah's Underwear, that kills me! ' Or risk losing the little credibility it has in the Arab world' - like the time you and Dad and the Bros of the House of Faisal - The Beverly Hillbillies of the Globe - whined like bitches in 1991 when Saddam crossed into Kuwait?

You had me at the Title -Veto a State, Lose an Ally Neither! There is not now, nor ever was a State of Palestine and you clowns are merely oily extortionists. But, you know that.

Every time I hit the pump at Kean I think of you, your Dad, your Bros and Islamic Fascism - you guys spell it Wahhabism - that you export in order along with petro chemicals to keep your poor from cutting your collective throats. No wonder you Faisal boys are so . . . energetic. They'll get around to it in time, I suppose.

This one was a tasty nugget -

Moreover, Saudi Arabia would no longer be able to cooperate with America in the same way it historically has. With most of the Arab world in upheaval, the “special relationship” between Saudi Arabia and the United States would increasingly be seen as toxic by the vast majority of Arabs and Muslims, who demand justice for the Palestinian people.

What exactly has been the benefit of knowing you clowns, anyway? Since Lawrence of Arabia your family has done less for its people than the Kennedy Clan has done for America, besides scandals and hot-air. Israel is productive, fertile, democratic and welcomes people. Saudi Arabia is a place one 'has to' go to - a desert ruled by dame beating tyrants.

Your conclusion is equal to your opening, Prince -

Although Saudi Arabia is willing and able to chart a new and divergent course if America fails to act justly with regard to Palestine, the Middle East would be far better served by continuing cooperation and good will between these longstanding allies.

American support for Palestinian statehood is therefore crucial, and a veto will have profound negative consequences. In addition to causing substantial damage to American-Saudi relations and provoking uproar among Muslims worldwide, the United States would further undermine its relations with the Muslim world, empower Iran and threaten regional stability. Let us hope that the United States chooses the path of justice and peace.

Nothing says humor than time-honored homage to the drunken, crack-takin' Methhead Mother-in-Law imitation.

Nothing gets an American's heart warmed like a threat from a third-rate punk, either -Get the $%^& outta here, before I gives you a crack.. Funny stuff.

You must have gone to Georgetown. They gave Clinton a sheepskin too.

Anyway Prince, thanks for the giggles. President Obama has Samantha Powers pissing in his ear and you may get your demands. Failure to veto this stupid and hateful crap document at the U.N. would put the final nail in his Administration's coffin.

Hey, have a great Arab Spring!

My Best to Al the Faisals at home or strip clubs here in the States.

We Band of Mothers Blog - Real Women for Real Men!

Really sexy and self-assured women shovel and know 'house-shorts.'

We Band of Mothers is a blog written by Marianne the wife of a Chicago Fireman. This is a Woman!

Marianne
Chicago, mom@webandofmothers.com
Once upon a time, I was a single gal, living in Lincoln Park, and judging all the women pushing around double strollers with Cheerios in their hair. I now have 3 sons, no paying job, and boogars wiped on every article of clothing I own. Help me.

Forget the selfish and self-absorbed hags of Sex in the City; they never did much for my inner lesbian. I like real women. I love real women! The author of We Band of Mothers provides an accurate picture of what it means to be a Real woman.

One of my favorite features of this brilliant blog is "Funny Things My Husband Says"
e.g. -Funny Things My Husband Says

I figure I should probably give a page over to some of the funny things that come out of my husband's mouth that could probably make up an entire blog (except he doesn't know how to type and can barely turn on the computer). I will continue to add to these as I remember things or as new material comes in. Friends and family are welcome to submit any of their favorite Joe-isms to mom@webandofmothers.com:


NEW! C'mon lady! (in the car at the ATM machine behind a particularly slow patron). It's not like you got to program the f*ckin' thing!

Why the f*ck is there braille on the toll booth? (driving to our friend's house up north)

A$$holes are a test from God. If you can get through life without killing one, you go to heaven.

An affair? (a suggestion I made during one of my paranoid-laced pregnancies). You think I'm having an AFFAIR? Like I need two of you in my life?

Every woman is crazy. It's just knowing full well how much crazy you can marry.

Tell the DJ (from our wedding) that if he plays one Rush song, he's not getting paid and I'm punching him in the face.

The only reason your friends think I'm grumpy is because you tell them I'm grumpy. I'm happy, goddammit.

This south side, St. Baranbas Parish bride of one lucky lad, exudes intelligence, warmth, and fierce indepedndence. That is sexy. The Prada and botox'd trout mouths who strut up and down North Michigan Ave. are sad things indeed. They seem so unhappy and uncomfortable in the skin God gave them.

Get a load of these babes! Pleasure yourselves in the world of Real Women.

Monday, September 12, 2011Sex & the City for the Target Crowd
It had been a long week. The school stuff. The bus stuff. The 10-year anniversary. So I did the only thing I could think of when Joe headed off to the firehouse Sunday morning: I got a sitter and called the girls: Atheist-Friend and BFF (I'm still working on a better blog moniker for her).

It was time for breather. Or a bender. I wasn't picky.


We decided on Champp's sports bar because (1) Atheist-Friend likes the salads there, (2) I like the Bears, and (3) BFF likes a good Long Island Iced Tea. A few beers and a 4-shot of Ibuprofen to kill my migraine did just the trick to ready me for our day ahead.

After lunch, we hit a litany of stores. Perhaps there are husbands out there who believe these shopping excursions are completely selfish in nature and designed to feed an insatiable desire for over-priced shoes. I am going to blow the lid off that stereotype right now. If anyone is interested in the truth behind the non-glamorous purchases middle-aged women make, keep reading:


Atheist-Friend

"House shorts" (Atheist-Friend told us she needed a pair for cleaning the house. We couldn't quite figure out what she was talking about until she showed us a pair. Apparently, they are just soft, comfy shorts that are way too inappropriate for a 40 year-old woman to wear in public. So they are relegated to in-house use only, hence the name.
Squash for some very odd macaroni and cheese recipe that Atheist-Friend found
A pack of Cottenelle wipes
A vat of pretzel pub mix for hubby
Clothes for daughter

BFF

A book on the mortuary arts
A pack of Swedish Fish (that I ate most of)

Me

House Shorts (because now I was just curious)



Jeans for Danny
The Jaycee Duggar biography
A new back-up hair dryer (the old back-up is out of play because our current hair dryer fizzled out today)
Rice Krispie Treats for the kids' lunches

There is so much more at this treasure trove of sexy feminity!

Click my post title for We Band of Mothers! God bless you,Marianne!

I Remember 9/12/2001 - Empty Skies

New Jersey's brilliant Empty Skies Memorial to 9/11


I live under the flight path of planes landing at Midway Airport. Planes approaching Chicago's municipal airport from the south east angle their way over my raised ranch on Rockwell. I believe that my home is a transportation hub. Twenty feet from my front window CSW coal cars and freight rumble and shake the foundation, but lull me and the kids to a gentle sleep.

The train vibrations cause seepage into the basement, but we sleep good. There is always a payoff in God's plan. Above us air traffic and in front of us America's fossil fuels and freight keep the nation vital and within the Hickey's enjoy a soul soothing white noise and vibrating beds that would cost us a lung at the better economy motels.

Ten years ago there was not a plane in the sky and it remained that way for months. The day after 9/11/2010 is what I remember to be the more frightening than the surreal and distant terrors that we only witnessed on television, or via the rumor mills on the information highway.

The sight of air traffic was a comfort, much like the rocking and rumble gratis the good folks at CSX. My kids have trouble sleeping away from home, believe it or not. Likewise, the empty skies made me nervous.

On Wednesday September 12th 2011, I needed to meet with a Leo patron in the Loop. I was used to seeing 747s fly past Sears Tower, the Hancock and the Standard Oil Buildings. That morning heading north of the Dan Ryan there was none of it. I kept the radio off.

In keeping with my transportation trope, trucks were banned. The Loop was on lock-down. Ten years ago one could find parking meters throughout the Loop, but on this day Chicago Police directed drivers to parking lots and there were no trucks.

There were no planes in the sky. I accustomed to the comforting sight of air traffic and the sight of contrails in the stratosphere. Pure blue skies. Void of traffic.

America was scared, but working. I had my meeting; returned to Leo and watched the kids board the bus for football practice at the Dan Ryan Woods.

It was going to be OK and it is.

I went out on my porch this morning as a CSX coal train rumbled by Cassa Hickey southbound and a fat Southwest Airlines plane stffed with travelers angled over my house. I went back inside and decided to write about this and then I will go to Leo High School, like I did ten years ago and later drive to the Loop. I am comforted.

Mark Madsen and Chicago's Jazz Soul - Ubi Sunt

Chicago used to be a great town for jazz. Politics and policy in Chicago chased great music out to the suburbs and odd enforcements and ordinances all but closed jazz venues for the sake of revenues and cash cows.

Great talents at the top of their game saw the departure of people like Jim "Skinny" Sheahan from the Mayor's Office of Special Events, and replaced by a cultural czarina who turned Chicago's stages from likes of Judy Roberts, Rich Daniels, Victor Parra and Mark Madsen to whirling Turkish Dance troupes wearing what looked like giant chefs hats and Ethiopian thumb pianists accompanied by gourd beaters. Jazz Venues closed quicker than a politician lies and hotels became the sole harbors for what passes for jazz.

Chicago Jazz musicians now scratch out some dollars in a town that once provided a living.

Last night at the Chambers in Niles, one such suburban jazz haven, featured not only the fabulous jazz guitarist/vocalist Frank D'Rone, but also a few of Chicago's best jazz artists Bassist John Bany, drummer Charles Braugham.and pianist/accordionist Don Stille. Frank D'Rone shared his show with his fellow artists for the second half of his show he and D'rone and the Chambers trio were joined by a brilliant flute master, a trumpeter and a harmonica rendition of Ruby.

Frank D'Rone is a gracious master of his art.

Vocalist the lovely Miss Terry Sullivan wowed the crowd with Lover Man. In an up-tempo trading of fours with the trio and featuring the great Frank D'Rone on guitar with masterful chops that eased back to Terry Sullivan.



The great Mark Madsen owned the house with a rendition of I'll Remember April. The poignancy of the loss of jazz due to decades of political booster cronyism in Chicago was reflected in Mark Madsen' phrasing and textured baritone that raised the spirit of Joe Williams himself. This one performance in a night of great presentations was like finding a diamond in a pile of gold coins.

Here is Mark Madsen with Rich Daniels and the Chicago City Lights orchestra performing for the McDonald's McVeterans Fund in 2008.



We lost much more than parking meters. Chicago sold our musical souls these last few decades.

This lovely day will lengthen into evening, we'll sigh goodbye to all we ever had.
Alone where we have walked together, I'll remember April and be glad.
I'll be content you loved me once in April.
Your lips were warm and love and spring were new.
I'm not afraid of autumn and her sorrow, for I'll remember April and you.
The fire will dwindle into glowing ashes, for flames live such a little while.
I won't forget but I won't be lonely, I'll remember April and smile.

Chicago Jazz is in the suburbs. Get to the Chambers in Niles.

6881 N. Milwaukee, Niles, IL 60714. 847-647-8282.

9/11 Stars and Stripes Forever Times Two

That much was clear from the appreciative response of the audience, estimated at 7,000. While not as quiet or enthusiastic as the Japanese crowds to whom the CSO recently played, the Chinese listened as if they had never heard an orchestra play as brilliantly, precisely or as loudly as this before. The applause was sufficient to recall Solti for three bows, after which he announced that for an encore the orchestra would perform a score ``totally unknown`` to them. That score turned out to be ``Stars and Stripes Forever,`` and, to judge by the number of Chinese I heard whistling John Philip Sousa as they filed out of the stadium, the all-American march was hardly unfamiliar.April 09, 1986|By John von Rhein, Music critic.Chicago Tribune

Music is the only thing to match the heroism and horror of that day.

9/11 Credible Threat - Round Up Them Yarmulke Wearing Hebes, Hillbillies and Fish Eaters

“It may include groups and individuals that are dedicated to a single-issue, such as opposition to abortion or immigration,” DHS Capo - Janet "Big Sis" Napolitano -Tuesday, April 14, 2009 and, yet, she still has the job.

The Department of Homeland Security confirmed that it had information about a "specific, credible but unconfirmed threat," and the White House said President Obama was briefed Thursday morning and has been updated throughout the day.


“The president directed the counterterrorism community to redouble its efforts in response to this credible but unconfirmed information," a White House official told Fox News.

Step one - Send an apology to CAIR and the Ground Zero Mosque Folks


Step Two - Get the Yarmulke Wearin' Hebes ( per. Rev. Al Sharpton's dictum), Mackeral Snappers, Mountain Williams and all the unsophisticated Rubes who bowl, go to meeting or Mass of a Sunday, pay taxes, and welcome babies into our world under close watch -ASAP.

Outta about do it, Sis!