He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley Oop) Wearin' clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley Oop) He's the king of the jungle jive
(Look at that cave man go!!) (SCREAM)
He rides thru the jungle tearin' limbs offa trees
(Alley Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Knockin' great big monstahs dead on their knees
(Alley Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
The cats don't bug him cuz they know bettah
(Alley Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
Cuz he's a mean motah scootah and a bad go-gettah
(Alley Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop)
(Alley Oop) He's the toughest man there is alive
(Alley Oop) Wearin' clothes from a wildcat's hide
(Alley Oop) He's the hullie-gullie king of jive
(Look at that cave man go!!) (SCREAM)
Friday, August 06, 2010
Friday Night Noise -Alley Ooop! Words Matter
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Bill Ayers -The Golden Years
For leaders at the University of Illinois at Chicago, the planned retirement from teaching of former Vietnam War-era radical William Ayers will be a great loss. Chicago Tribune August 6,2010
Πάν
Pan
O goat-foot God of Arcady!
This modern world is gray and old,
And what remains to us of thee?....
Then blow some trumpet loud and free,
And give thine oaten pipe away,
Ah, leave the hills of Arcady !
This modern world hath need of thee!—Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)
Bill Ayers has earned his pension, his fixed-income that will league-up with the fixed-income his Pappy built up for him as well as the UICC sinecure, after Pap Ayers padded Stanley Ikenberry's palm.
Twenty years, and now the Golden Years, I can see it now!
Having put aside his sword and buckler as a world-wide Revolutionary Bill Ayers takes up "Me-Time"
He arises at 8:45 AM and smokes a Marlboro Lite with his white legs planted over the bed and hacks up a few loogies into a Kleenex, snuffs out the half smoked ciggie and heads out to the organic garden in back of his stately Hyde Park mansion for an eye-opening Doobie.
The day looks sunny and bright. In his running shorts and Bolivar T-shirt he heads back into the kitchen for a Coors Tall Boy! Breakfast of Champions!
Bernardine is showering and gussying up for the trip to NIU Law on LSD, where she will continue to undermine American Law with policy and agitate more left leaning lawyers to do her bidding.
Bill takes his wallet and makes sure that the ATM card is still there and puts on the same wrinked chinos that he wore all week. Off to The I-Opener's Pub at 53rd & Cornell. It is a pleasant walk that will eat up the time necessary to meet the opening bartender around back. And there he is right on time 9:57 AM!
"I can let you in Professor, but no toddies until opening bell! You know the drill. Hey, that cut on your forehead still hasn't healed, . . .." offers the solicitous tapman only to have the Distinguished Professor Emeritus grunt and wave off his concerns. Ayers is jonesing for the Joker Poker.
In this dark and desperate den of solitary men, Bill Ayers shuffles to the bonus points packed machine and rolls in the first of many twenty dollar bills. The pop and whiz of eletrical gambling sends a tingle up both thighs of the Unrepentant Bomber! This is what it is all about!
"Ten O'clock, Doc! Here's Lunch - One bucket of Domestics, and iced like Tamron Hall! Drink hearty Doc!" the happy draughtsman announces.
Bill Ayers lights up another Marlboro, hits maximum bet button and stares into the pull of the alluring screen, "Great! "You need to find a way to live your life, that it doesn't make a mockery of your values." Ayers did not fill the gut-shot straight - Dang! Three more Jacksons are fed into the computerized capitalist horn of plenty.
The Distinguished Professor Emeritus will remain fixed at the machine, interrupted only by trips to the Gents and the always handy ATM machine, until the cab arrives for him around 7PM.
Down, all his days!
Yesirre-Bob! "You need to find a way to live your life, that it doesn't make a mockery of your values." Bill Ayers!
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Thursday, August 05, 2010
InFlaming Homosexuals - Gay Judge's Ruling Sparks Anything But a Gay Response
Hardly the Cole Porter Crowd . . .from a Gay Pride Parade.
"To characterize plaintiffs' objective as 'the right to same-sex marriage' would suggest that plaintiffs seek something different from what opposite-sex couples across the state enjoy -- namely, marriage,. . . "Rather, plaintiffs ask California to recognize their relationships for what they are: marriages." Judge Vaughn R. Walker
Hardly a head scratcher this ruling from a Gay judge.
The same logic might apply to a drunk demanding his car keys - "I can drive."
A marriage is between a man and woman. No Federal judge can change, alter, amend or kill that fact.
Judge Vaughn R. Walker says that there can be no difference of opinion on marriage.
Marriage, a sacrament to many and a civil institution to most people, is now a parlor game.
Gay militants will push even harder to silence any and all opposition to the GLBTQ Agenda.
Homosexuals, male and female, are caught up in this conflict moved by Progressives, the media, and Marxists, as well as breeders. Catholics and other devout Christians and pious Jews can expect to be hammered in the popular culture of MSNBC/HBO and Journolistas. Progressive politicians will fan the flames. Catholics will not, or should not budge, on same sex marriage anymore than they should about abortion. Hey, we are all Mormons now.
Gays make up roughly 4% of the American population. Here in Chicago there are about 115,000 homosexuals.
Sexual inclination is being portrayed as a civil right.
This goofy nonsense will go to the Supreme Court of the United States. The pushing and hostility will continue from America's Gay industries.
http://www.celebitchy.com/111266/kim_kardashian_ellen_degeneres_others_celebrate_prop_8s_overturn/
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Wednesday, August 04, 2010
Judge Gives Gays End Around to Truth
In a very historic ruling, Federal District Court Judge Vaughn R. Walker, ruled that marriage between a man and a woman violate the the United States Constitution. clique my post title for the fulle saga.
Judge Roy Bean once decided the Law West of the Pecos. Way to go judge!
With enough pressure from politcial advocacy groups we cann all be sure to believe, with our heart of hearts that Eskimos are indigenous to the former Solomon Islands.
Way to go judge!
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In God We Trust -Dropped on New Gold Dollar Coins -
Mary Ann Roti gave me a heads up on one of the new idiocies that rolls out everyday since President Obama was swept into office by Progressive forces ( millionaires, movie stars and pseud=intellectuals).
In God We Trust has been removed from new coins.
The motto has been on American currency since 1864, when Secretary of the Treasury Salmon P. Chase ordered that American coins reflect the faith of its citizens.
It is good to hate God according to Progressives, because made Laws long before Progressives could get Federal Judges to undermine them.
Use four old quarters rather than one new coin.
Give it back to them, good and hard.
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Labels: Anti-Catholic Progressives, Boiled Beets Progressives, Coins
MSNBC - Omar Thornton Did the Right Thing to the White Racists - MSNBC on Nation of Cowards
MSNBC is past being a laughable collection of cartoon characters,
MSNBC is a Thug.
The lede to the sad story of beer thief and racist mass-murderer Connecticut's Omar Thornton tells the tale -
Omar Thornton sat calmly in a meeting with a union representative and his supervisors as they showed a video of him stealing beer from the distributor where he worked.
Busted, he didn't put up a fight, company officials said. He quietly signed a letter of resignation and was headed for the door when he pulled out a gun and started firing — "cold as ice," as one survivor described it.
In the end, Thornton killed eight people, injured two, then turned the gun on himself in a rampage Tuesday at Hartford Distributors that union and company officials said they would not have anticipated from someone with no history of complaints or disciplinary problems.
Yet MSNBC rails that Racism Caused Conn. Gunman to Snap. MSNBC has nothing to say to Americans. MSNBC is as relevant to American life as the Ku Klux Klan.
Block this idiotic channel. I did this morning.
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Thigh Tinglin' Rhetoric -"The Okey-Doke and Bamboozle" You Gambit by President Obama - Dropper of Gs!
Hey, Americans! Remember this? Denver August 2008 -Soaring Rhetoric from the Greek Temple at the Democratic Convention! Doric Ditties and Attic Noises! Corinthian Leather Chaps!
By Sharon Schmickle | Friday, Aug. 29, 2008Minnesota Post Swell.
The crowd cheering Barack Obama at Invesco Field in Denver was far larger, but it couldn’t have been more enthusiastic person for person than the crowd watching the speech on giant screens at Trocaderos night club in Minneapolis.
They shook the rafters with their cheers Thursday night when Obama began, "It is with profound gratitude and great humility that I accept your nomination for the presidency of the United States."
They cheered wildly again when the Democratic senator from Illinois named his wife, Michelle Obama. And again, when he denounced "the failed policies of George W. Bush."
Then . . .Yesterday, from the Carnival Barker's Teleprompter
BARACK OBAMA: "They have not come up with a single, solitary, new idea to address the challenges of the American people. They don’t have a single idea that’s different from George Bush's ideas -- not one.
Instead, they’re betting on amnesia. That's what they're counting on. They're counting on that you all forgot. They think that they can run the okey-doke on you. Bamboozle you." President Barack Obama 8/3/2010
Good Lord! Okey-doke? Bamboozle? Who the hell ever uses Bamboozle, besides W. C. Fields and Spike Lee? ", I have been Bamboozled! I'm Outraged!"
Easy, Jasper, don't get your shorts up in your throat. Please, President Obama,quit dropping your Gs, Mr. President, please on the verbals please, especially the gerunds and deverbals! Don't abort the Gs! Let them come to full-term. Give them life!
You know -
'I'm Tellin' the Folks and Workin' for the Folks, and Strugglin' . . .Dancin' and singin' and movin' to the groovin'
And just when it hit me somebody turned around and shouted
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music right
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down that boogie and play that funky music till you die
Till you die , oh till you die
This is Your Big Bamboozle?
1. Repeal health care reform This is and was a lousy attempt at legislation to control Health Care and fund abortions, like Joe Biden is begging Kenya to do at this very moment. I am a Democrat - Kill ObamaCare.
2. Kill climate change legislation The Markey/Waxman scam was built by social engineers like GE and will cost average homeowners thousdands of dollars that they will need to pay the upcoming Obama Tax Massacre.
3. Extend the Bush tax cuts Americans are taxed enough. Oh, Hell yes! Kill those for sure and sore starters and then set the Tax Exterminators on the Federal Cockroaches!
Cut the sacred cows - Here is what the G is costing us at the moment -$1,230,956,867,592.00!
e.g. The National Institutes of Health (NIH) is funding a study on the use of ecstasy, LSD and other “party drugs” in Porto Alegre, Brazil. To do this, U.S. taxpayers will invest $117,876 for the three-year study, conducted by researchers from the University of Delaware, who will work in collaboration with researchers from Brazil's Federal University of Rio Grande do Sul.
The National Institutes of Health (NIH) is funding a study on the use of ecstasy, LSD and other “party drugs” in Porto Alegre, Brazil. To do this, U.S. taxpayers will invest $117,876 for the three-year study, conducted by researchers from the University of Delaware, who will work in collaboration with researchers from Brazil's Federal University of Rio Grande do Sul.
The Okey-doke? Bamboozle? Who is writing the stuff going on the President's teleprompter?
I am sorry to say, that my President is going to get an awful Birthday present - lower approval ratings.
Race-baiting won't help-that coinage is inflated.
Cut the crap, Mr President - in Federal wasted dollars and in tin-horn speech. Talk like a President.
http://www.boycottliberalism.com/Governmentwaste.htm
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Labels: Amateur Hour White House, Gerunds and Deverbals, Wild Cherry
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
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I Nominate Gen. James J. Shields to Irish American Hall of Fame
No Illinois figure besides Abraham Lincoln exemplified public service more than General James J. Shields.
PC-History has tossed Shields down its Progressive memory hole in favor of feminists, eugenics advocates and commmunity activists.
The Irish of Illinois should be aware of Shields,but most never heard of the man. Dr. Sean Callan, playwright, psychiatrist, author and lecturer, wrote the definitive biography of Shields.
I nominated General Shields on the Irish American Heritage Center's site linked by clicking my post title.
Below is an article that I wrote for The Wild Geese on General Shields
James J. Shields: A Chronology
1806 - Born to Charles and Anne McDonnell Shields, Co. Tyrone, Ireland.
1822-23 - Immigrated to the United States.
1826? - Settled in Kaskaskia, Ill.; taught school and studied law.
1832 - Fought in Black Hawk War. Later, admitted to the Illinois Bar.
1836 - Elected to Illinois Legislature.
1839 - Becomes Illinois State Auditor.
1842 - Challenges Abraham Lincoln to a duel, settles dispute peacefully.
1843 - Named to Illinois Supreme Court.
1845 - Appointed General Land Office Commissioner by President Polk.
1846 - Resigns post and is commissioned Brigadier General of Illinois Volunteers: Grievously wounded leading troops during Mexican War. Serves as Governor General of Tampico, Mexico.
1848 - Mustered out of military, President Polk appoints Shields Territorial Governor of Oregon. (Shields declines the post.) Elected to U.S. Senate to represent Illinois, serves one term.
1855 - Shields' reelection bid fails. He moves to Minnesota.
1857 - Elected U. S. Senator for Minnesota, defeated for reelection in 1859.
1861 - Settles in California, marries Mary Ann Carr. Three of their five children survive to adulthood. Appointed Railroad Commissioner. Later, appointed brigadier general by Pres. Lincoln.
1862 - Shields, though severely wounded, defeats Confederate genius, Thomas 'Stonewall' Jackson at Kernstown, Va.
1863 - Resigns his commission. Returns to California, again serves as Railroad Commissioner.
1866 - Settles his family in Carrollton, Mo.
1874 to 1877 - Serves as Adjutant General of Missouri. Elected to Missouri Legislature.
1879 - Elected to fill out an unexpired term for Missouri in the U.S. Senate. He dies at Ottumwa, Iowa, while delivering a speech on June 1, 1879.
James J. Shields: Tyrone Native
Served America Well—and Often
By Pat Hickey
Special to TheWildGeese.com
No textbook tells the story of James J. Shields, the man whose perch in the Capitol is coveted by admirers of Ronald Reagan, but his personal story and resume are among the most impressive of any American, in any era.
Shields' attainments are even more remarkable when you consider his modest start. He arrived in America in the 1820s a penniless Irish Catholic immigrant, without a friend or patron.
By the time he died in 1879 at age 73, Shields had ably served as a soldier, a teacher, a lawyer, a judge, an Illinois Supreme Court justice, and a state auditor. These were in addition to his service as a state representative, a brevet major general in the Mexican War; military governor of Tampico, Mexico; territorial land agent; U.S. senator for, respectively, Illinois, Minnesota, and Missouri; and brigadier general of Union troops.
Shields possessed "a compelling personal story," in the words of today's political speak, one that made him a national hero 150 years ago. Today he is perhaps most generally known as a footnote to history the only man who ever challenged young Abraham Lincoln to a duel.
The Tyrone-born Shields associated with other prominent Americans, as well. He was a loyal and constant friend of Lincoln nemesis Senator Stephen A. Douglas, cordial with General and President Zachary Taylor, Maj. Gen. Winfield Scott, and Senator Henry Clay, and was the commanding officer of Capt. Robert E. Lee in America's war with Mexico. Shields was, by all accounts, a courageous soldier, suffering wounds to his lungs at and legs in Mexico, and shoulder and arm at Kernstown, Va., where he defeated legendary Confederate commander "Stonewall" Jackson.
Shields is an enduring presence in Chicago, where Shields Avenue runs alongside Comiskey Park, the home of the White Sox. Clearly, Illinois, which selected Shields' statue for its first entry into the Statuary Hall in 1893, understood his contribution to the state and the country.
The Irishman served Illinois from the time he arrived in America in 1822 or 1823 until he resigned his commission in the Civil War. He continued to serve his adopted country until his death in 1879.
According to a monograph published by John Edgar Shields of Gaithersburg, Md., Shields can trace his origins to a general who died in the service of King James II at the Battle of the Boyne in 1690. He was born to Catholic parents Charles and Anne (McDonnell) Shields, on May 6, 1806, in Altmore, on the outskirts of Dungannon.
Most of Shields' biographers and acquaintances agree that he was educated by a "hedge" priest and later in a Protestant academy. He had a good classical training and was at home with Latin, Greek, Irish, Spanish, and French, in addition to English. He learned military tactics and swordplay from the Duke of Wellington's pensioners in and around Dungannon.
Some accounts, including William Condon's "Life of Major General Shields, Hero of Three Wars and Senator from Three States" (Chicago: 1900), state the young Shields went to sea and was shipwrecked and injured in Scotland prior to his arrival in America, providing a suitably harrowing start for such an adventure-filled life.
Shields eventually settled in downstate Kaskaskia, Ill. Here he taught school to French-speaking settlers, as well as American, and studied law. He put his martial skills to use in the Black Hawk War of 1832. Later that year, he gained admittance to the state bar and began a career in law and politics.
It was then that Douglas became Shields' life-long friend and political partner. This was the Age of Jackson, and most men in the West were Democrats, including Douglas and Shields.
In 1836, Shields was elected to the Illinois legislature. The Whigs there, including Abraham Lincoln, opposed Jackson's policies, setting the stage for Shields' entry into the national stage.
In 1839, Douglas helped Shields gain appointment to the post of Illinois state auditor. Shields insisted that debtors pay the state's bank the face value on money they owed it and not the devalued price. This stance angered Lincoln and the Whigs, but saved Illinois from economic ruin.
By 1842, Mary Todd, who had flirted with the handsome Shields, had refocused her attention on Lincoln. With Julia Jayne, she apparently collaborated with her future husband in crafting a series of demeaning articles about Shields written under a nom de plume. Outraged, Shields challenged Lincoln to a duel.
En route to the dueling ground, Lincoln apologized to Shields, and tried to never speak of the affair again.
In 1845, at Douglas' recommendation, President James K. Polk appointed Shields Commissioner of the Land Office in Washington. Shields in this role allocated public lands for railroad use, ensuring that the railways would continue to ably serve the rapidly expanding nation.
In Mexico, Shields served as governor general of Tampico. (Coincidentally, Ronald Reagan was born in Tampico, Ill.) Shields was wounded and nearly died at Cerro Gordo. An Irish-born Mexican army surgeon saved Shields' life by prodding a silk handkerchief through the sucking chest-wound with a ramrod. Shields recuperated and led the New York Irish and the South Carolina Palmettos to victory at Churubusco, Chapultepec, and Mexico City.
J. Sean Callan, in "Courage and Country: James J. Shields More Than Irish Luck" (1st Books Library, 2004) recounts Shields' rescue of two women in the siege of Mexico City. A popular street ballad of the 1850s refers to the exploit, when Shields, defying orders, entered the capital with a squad of volunteers, and rescued both women:
Of the all the conquering siege had brought,
More bravely against the Foe,
Than General Shields for Women wrought
Defying Mexico
Brevetted to major general, Shields returned to Illinois a hero of national renown. Polk appointed him Territorial Governor of Oregon in 1849, but Shields declined the office to run for the U.S. Senate from Illinois. The Illinois assembly elected him, but Shields' enemies and the Whigs refused him his seat, saying he had not met the time requirement for citizenship. The assembly, dismissing the claim, again elected Shields, who became the state's first Catholic senator.
Shields in California
James J. Shields arrived in the Los Angeles area in the summer of 1860, spending about a month there before moving to San Francisco on Aug. 1, 1860. For a time he lived in an apartment on the northeast corner of Mission and Brady. He later rented a law office on the northeast corner of Montgomery and California. On Aug. 15, 1861, he wed Mary Ann Carr in the city's St. Ignatius Church. Two Jesuits, Fr. Maraski, assisted by Fr. Colby S.J., officiated. Judge Calkery was best man and Susie Sweeney was bridesmaid. St. Ignatius was destroyed in the aftermath of the earthquake in 1906. Shields left San Francisco for the war Dec. 11, 1861, and returned in March 1863. He left the Golden State for good in mid-1865. (Source: J. Sean Callan, "Courage and Country: James J. Shields More Than Irish Luck")
Shields' devotion to Douglas left him vulnerable in Illinois, though. The Kansas-Nebraska Act, brokered by Douglas, unleashed a hunt for escaped slaves in so-called "Free States," stalling secession but enraging Northerners. Lincoln and Democratic rival Lyman Trumbull worked to unseat Shields. Trumbull replaced Shields in the Senate, and Shields left Illinois, settling in Minnesota Territory, where in 1857 he was elected U.S. Senator.
California was Shields' next stop. After Minnesota's Republicans defeated him at the end of his two-year term, Shields moved west. He wedded Mary Anne Carr, the daughter of a friend from County Armagh, and the marriage produced five children. He was appointed railroad commissioner for California, and also established a gold mine in Mazola, Mexico. The launch of America's Civil War in April 1861 returned Shields to uniform.
Lincoln appointed his old foe and friend brigadier general, and within a year Shields, though severely wounded, handed "Stonewall" Jackson his only defeat at the hand of the Union Army, at the Battle of Kernstown. Lincoln approved Shields' appointment to major general, but Secretary of War Edwin Stanton, Trumbull and other enemies in Congress, blocked the promotion.
Suffering from his many war wounds and the rebuff offered by men who never saw combat, Shields resigned and returned to California.
In 1866, Shields and family moved to Carrollton, Mo., where he lectured and practiced law. In 1879, he was elected by the Missouri legislature to complete the term of a senator who died, and Shields represented a third state in the Union he fought to preserve. Due to ill health, he refused renomination and died June 1, while giving a speech in Ottumwa, Iowa.
In 1893, a bronze statue of Shields, in his major general's uniform, was placed in the Capitol, where it resides, albeit somewhat less securely, today.
(Chicago native Pat Hickey grew up not far from "35th and Shields." He is director of development at Leo High School, once a largely Irish-American Catholic high school for boys whose students are now entirely African-American.)
The duel between Abraham Lincoln and James J. Shields was to take place by the Mississippi River near Alton, Ill., on Sept. 22, 1842.
Earlier, there appeared in the Sangamo Journal, a Whig newspaper based in the state capital, a series of letters, under the nom de plume "Rebecca," attacking Shields. Shields' honesty, courage, integrity, and national origin were treated with abuse and sharp wit.
As state auditor, Shields had taken positions very much at odds with Whig policy, particularly irking rising Whig star and state representative Lincoln.
An 1898 book titled "Abraham Lincoln's Stories and Speeches," written and edited by J. B. McClure, suggests Shields was the victim of joshing rather than libel, receiving such jibes from "Aunt Becca" as: "Jeff tells me the way these fire-eaters do is to give the challenged party the choice of weapons, which, being the case, I tell you in confidence, I never fight with anything but broomsticks or hot water, or a shovelful of coals or some such thing; the former of which, being somewhat like a shillelah, may not be so very objectionable to him."
Shields demanded of the editor the name of the letters' author and was told it was Lincoln. The McClure book states that future wife Mary Todd was the author, with Lincoln shouldering the responsibility. Some historians, though, suggest that Lincoln collaborated with Todd and Julia Jayne on the letters.
Shields then confronted Lincoln. Though illegal in Illinois, the challenge had its own forward momentum, and the newspapers of the time publicized the pending duel for weeks. It would have been difficult for any man, let alone a politician on the rise, to back down.
As the individual challenged, Lincoln had the choice of weapons and chose large cavalry broadswords. Seconds argued the protocols, while cooler heads attempted to prevail. Shields would not be mollified, however. At one point, looking to deter Shields, the 6-foot 4-inch reached with his broadsword and cut a length of branch from a tree, showing Shields how his 7-inch height advantage provided an edge.
Eventually, though, bloodshed was avoided and Lincoln apologized, with Lincoln and Shields becoming friends.
Carl Sandburg, in his biography of Lincoln, treats the affair as a shabby episode in Lincoln's otherwise exemplary life. Sandburg states that a legend arose that Lincoln, when challenged, demanded as the dueling weapon "horse dung at five paces." The story, while apochryphal, suggests that Lincoln was embarrassed by the affair. During the Civil War, an officer asked the president of the duel, and an angry Lincoln advised him to never speak of it again. — Pat Hickey
RELATED RESOURCES
Books
Biographical Directory of American Congress, 1774-1961. U.S. Governmental Printing Office, Washington, D.C.
Callan, J. Sean, "Courage and Country: James J. Shields More Than Irish Luck," New Authors Publishing, 2004 (Author's Note: Callan's treatment of the circumstances of the Lincoln-Shields duel and the psychological ramifications for both men is fascinating. Callan provides a wonderful account of Shields in the Civil War, as well.)
Condon, William Henry, "Life of Major General James Shields, Hero of Three Wars and Senator from Three States," Chicago: Press of Blakely Printing Co. c. 1900.
Dictionary of American Biography, Vol XVII. 106-107.
Historical Encyclopedia of Illinois, Newton Bateman and Paul Selby, eds. Chicago, Munsell Publishing Co., 478-479. 1900.
Journal of the American Irish Historical Society, Vol. IX (1900), Vol. XIV (1915).
Sandburg, Carl, "Abraham Lincoln: The Prairie Years & The War Years," One-volume edition, New York: Harcourt Brace & Co., 1954.
Online
Shields statue story - Chicago Sun Times
Biographical Directory of the United States Congress on Shields
Catholic Encyclopedia on James Shields
The Lincoln-Shields Duel (excerpted from "Abraham Lincoln's Stories and Speeches," published by Rhodes & McClure Pub. Co., 1897.
Mexican War
The National Statuary Hall Collection
These stories were produced by Joseph E. Gannon and Gerry Regan, and edited by Gerry Regan.
Copyright © 2005 by GAR Media LLC and the author. This article may not be resold, reprinted, or redistributed for compensation of any kind without prior permission from the author. Direct questions about permissions to permissions@garmedia.com.
http://www.thewildgeese.com/pages/jshield2.html#acw
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Monday, August 02, 2010
Quinn Signs Property Tax Relief Bill - Sign of a Good Guy!
Governor Pat Quinn is a good guy. Governor Pat Quinn signed property tax relief and is already getting grief from the very people that he has helped in the past - The Progressives. I can think of no other Illinois elected official who has done more for our Veterans than Pat Quinn. Gov. Pat Quinn is a good guy.Being a good guy requires that one do something for other people, no matter how many people will question your motives.
The Lefties, like Rep. Greg Harris (GLTBQ Chicago) already are piling on the Governor for doing the right thing."State Rep. Gregory S. Harris (D-Chicago) compared the law Quinn signed Sunday to "putting a Band-Aid on a complicated problem." Sun Times
Harris belongs to the Ralph Martire Pie Charts for Huge Taxes Coalition of Progressives that see a crisis when opening a box of corn flakes and demand more taxes.
Pat Quinn has too long counted on the Progressive and that may be his undoing in this election which not about Gay Marriage, Immigration Reform. Dafur, Asian Carp, Reversing the Flow of the Chicago River Again, or providing SEIU Illinois with more members. This election is about reversing the idiotic and dangerous course of Illinois's Tax Addiction.
Governor Pat Quinn did the right thing and that is the sign of a good guy.
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Bill Brady Sounds Like a Good Guy - Democrats Will Vote Him.
Chicago Sun Times reporter Abdon Pallasch wrote a pretty decent feature on the Republican candidate for Governor.
I am for Governor Pat Quinn - he is a good guy, but Pat Quinn believes in the Easter Bunny, in Ralph Martire Pie Charts for More Taxes, that Dr. Quentin Young is not a Red, that there are fifty million GLBTQ Votes in Illinois, Planned Parenthood does some good,
and that playing ball with Progressives never lands a knife in a good guy's back.
Pat Quinn has my vote right now.
However, Bill Brady has all of the right enemies for my tastes - Planned Parenthood -GLBTQ Agenda Clowns - Ralph Martire & etc.
Pat Quinn as I mentioned is a good-hearted guy. He is no Forrest Claypool. Pat Quinn will remember a friend and stand-up for the same.
Bill Brady appears to be a good guy.
"Bloomington is a very conservative area," Snyder says. "It's a white-collar community. You have the two universities -- Illinois State University and Illinois Wesleyan -- and you have State Farm." Bloomington is a company town -- both Bill and Nancy interned at State Farm.Bill Brady's wife, Nancy, is clever, funny and smart woman. Paul Vallas was so blessed - Sharon Vallas might have been Paul's superior out on the hustings. Paul would charm the pants off a single dusty geek of a college professor and Sharon would delight thousands of regular guy and gal voters. It seems to me if you want to know the candidate, look at the girl who married him. Thus - Blago and Patti.
"You don't win as a Democrat in this area," Snyder says. "My politics are a little bit different than Bill's. But I'll vote for Bill -- though I think he'll have a tough time of it."
Native son Adlai Stevenson lost his home precinct running for president as a Democrat, Brady says.
"It's a wonderful place to raise a family," Nancy says. "We don't have the Chicago night life. We do have indoor plumbing."
Bill Brady married well and that speaks volumes to me. Bill Brady needs to attract smart Chicagoans (Democrats and Republicans -Trades Union members) into his camp and to stay well-away from the DuPage GOP Toe Shooters. More importantly, Bill Brady needs to bring Nancy everywhere! If a guy like Bill Brady can knock down a treasure like Nancy, he may do well for the State of Illinois.
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Leo Alumni Hit The Links for Leo High School - Wednesday August 4th at Gleneagles CC
President Rich Furlong and the Directors of Leo Alumni Association lead the Leo Lions of Yore onto to the links at Gleneagles Country Club -Wednesday, August 4th 2010.
Tiger? We got Lions!
Like any leonine pride, it is the woman who does the Lion's Share of the work. Joan Howard organizes the raffles, the sale of Alumni Sports wear, table placement for the turn-around and luncheon.
Joan's Husband the late Jack Howard ( '61) helped make the Leo Alumni Golf Outing the template for all such events - Leo Golf Outing attracts between 200-375 Leo Alumni and friends each year and help amass a great contribution in cash to Leo High School operations.
President for Institutional Advancement Dan McGrath and Principal Phil Mesina salute the Leo Alumni Association for its stalwart support of this great school.
God Bless All Leo Men and Women!
http://www.leohsalumniassoc.com/golf2009.htm
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Sunday, August 01, 2010
The Seventh Seal is Broken - Hannah Montana Tribute Bands
Jennifer Walls IS (not) Hannah Montana, but could this harbinger the end of days?
Rev.8-1: And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.
2: And I saw the seven angels which stood before God; and to them were given seven trumpets. Book of Revelations
What follows are the Seven Trumpets and they ain't a box of butter cremes. I have heard Led Zeppelin, Neil Diamond, The Turtles, Grateful Dead, Beatles, Elvis, and of Course Rat Pack Tribute bands. Fair enough. I could even kick off my Florsheim's and polka to a Johnny and the Fat Boys Polka All Stars Tribute Band! But. . .a Hannah Montana Tribute Band?
For a number of years, following the premier of James Cameron's mock epic Titanic, every block party on terra firma was punctuated with a bevy of 3-13 year old girls offering a soulful rendition of Celine Dion's heart-tugging My Heat Will Go On
You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on Crash-END-OH!
Followed by the boys of the same age offering a Hale and Hearty
Are ya ready kids?
Aye, Aye captain!
I can't heeeaaar yooouuu!
AYE, AYE CAPTAIN!
oooooooooooo.........
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Sponge Bob Square Pants!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he.
Sponge Bob Square Pants!
If nautical nonsense be somethin' ya wish.
Sponge Bob Square Pants!
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish.
Sponge Bob Square Pants!
Now, that's my meat!
Practically every County Fair nickels-up for some kind of Tribute Band ( The John MellenCougars Kamp, Led Ethyl, Grateful Dale, Dave Matthews Mark Luckenjohn, or a the Jim Nabors Experience due to budgetary constraints, but I was no where near prepared for . . . Get This! -
Act: Hannah Montana Tribute -Prices start at $3,000 plus all travel expenses
This Hannah Montana Tribute show, starring Jennifer Walls, is the next best thing to the real show!
Jennifer Walls portrayal of Miley Cyrus and Hanna Montan is incredible. She has the look and the character down to the smallest of details.
The smallest detail, you say? Now, that is some tribute.
The Fifth Angel must be puckering up to Blow Man, Blow!!! That's 1st Woe a'coming, Children! Heads Up!
Rev.9: And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit.
2: And he opened the bottomless pit; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace; and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of the pit.
3: And there came out of the smoke locusts upon the earth: and unto them was given power, as the scorpions of the earth have power.
4: And it was commanded them that they should not hurt the grass of the earth, neither any green thing, neither any tree; but only those men which have not the seal of God in their foreheads.
5: And to them it was given that they should not kill them, but that they should be tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man.
6: And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.
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Friday, July 30, 2010
Friday Night Noise -Chicago's Baby Huey and the Babysitters - Monkey Man
This Wax is Max! Baby Huey played the Clubs! Wild Goose-in! Oh, Hickey One More! Messin' With the Kid!
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Friday Night Noise -Drifters: Only in America
"To endure is greater than to dare;
to tire out hostile fortune;
to be daunted by no difficulty;
to keep heart when all have lost it;
to go through intrigue spotless;
to forgo even ambition when the end is gained
-- who can say this is not greatness?"
William Makepeace Thackeray ( 1811-1863) Who Love America and Americans.
Best Version Extant!
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Labels: Dinesh D'Souza, Drifters, William Makepeace Thackeray
Leo President Dan McGrath on WTTW Chicago Tonight
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Labels: Daniel B. McGrath President Leo High School, Leo Alumni Association, Phil Ponce, WTTW
Chip Inn at "Corner of Greenview & Fry" -The Chicago Neighborhood Saloon Template
Remember: "I" before "E," except in Budweiser. James T.. "Smash" McKenna - Sage of Keegan's Pub on 10618 S. Western Ave., Pipe Coverer and Leo High School Class of 1989.
I wandered to the North and parked on Chicago Avenue; as my appointment with a beautiful woman was an hour off, I wandered these foreign streets. The Heavens opened and the tears of angels darted down soaking what's left of my once thick mane of hair as well as my seer-sucker suit from Cox's. I sought shelter from the storm.
Tucked between Chicago Ave., the Ogden Corridor, and all of the angle streets that make a south sider's head explode in confusion, is a gem of a Chicago Neghborhood Saloon - The Chip Inn. The guts of place look much as they do in the black and white photo above.
This is an ethnic working man's country club that survived Yuppies, TIFS, Urban Renewal, Ferns, and Hipsters. There is street parking - good luck on that score, Boys and Girls - and room at the bar for gents who who still stand when soaking the tonsils. That is the time-honored manner of quaffing drink in public and a vanishing exercise in deference to tradition.
On this particularly raining day, I sought sanctuary and quality sarsaparilla - both at the Chip Inn in what is called the Noble Square neighborhood. Chicago's Estimable Bar Project offers this summation:
Chipp Inn: Chicago Bar Project:
"Though many mistakenly think it's located in the East Ukrainian Village, Chipp Inn is actually located in Chicago's Noble Square neighborhood, just east of Eckhart Park at the corner of Greenview and Fry in Noble Square. I've actually seen larger intersections when two back alleys come together... Anyhow, Chipp Inn is located in the base of an old, two-story wooden building with retro brown siding and a brick façade. The few front windows are choked with neon bar signs. Once inside, you'll find a smallish room with walls of green and a gold-painted tin ceiling from which hang old-fashioned light fixtures. A battered wooden floor matches the bar that runs the length of the north wall in the front room with high-backed wooden barstools. The area behind the bar is chockers with so much Old Style and Pabst Blue Ribbon beer memorabilia that it gives even Lincoln Tavern a run for its money. Just beyond the bar are a pair of one-seater restrooms and beyond that is a tiny pool room where a game costs a very Charleston-like $0.50, and a smattering of additional seating lies across from the bar."
Chipp Inn features a surprisingly good selection of beer, with a handful on tap and a lot more in bottles. They even advertise Hamm's and have a grab-bag special for under $2. What more could you want? Chipp Inn was actually the place where I celebrated the return of Bell's Brewery to Chicago by drinking as much Kalamazoo Royal Amber as I could get my hands on once I realized they were back in the game. Chipp Inn doesn't serve food, but you might be able to weasel your way into a bag of potato chips or a Slim Jim, they have an envelope full of delivery menus ala Guthries Tavern, and there's a very good burrito joint around the corner on Ashland just north of Chicago. On the other hand, Chipp Inn does host an annual chili cook-off every November and regulars sometimes bring in food to share. How old-school is that? For entertainment, there's an internet jukebox and a solitary, aerial TV just above the Bags machine (formerly Golden Tee and bowling) in the northeast corner of the room. Jazz is featured on Wednesdays and karaoke on Sundays. The annual spelling bee held in February provides much-needed winter entertainment, particularly as misspelled words require you to take a shot...The crowd at Chipp Inn is just as you'd expect: a mix of young-ish, neighborhood Bohemians as regulars, who presumably avoid nearby Five Star, with its flashiness, and West Town Tavern for its steep prices. Cash is the only form of currency accepted here (and no ATM on the premises), but that shouldn't be a problem as the booze is cheap, just don't expect anything fancy. Strangely enough, Chipp Inn also hosts an annual spelling bee for adults every February – it's just like those for kids, except that everyone is old and loaded.
Not much is known of Chipp Inn's pre-Prohibition roots, but it is said that its legacy as a neighborhood tavern dates back at least 100 years. One can easily see why Chipp in is so beloved by those who know it, as it has everything you want in a local: a relaxed atmosphere, good beer selection, pool, jazz, and cheap—minus the bullshit all to common elsewhere. While other bars catering to the latest fads come and go, the Chipp Inn just keeps on keepin' on. For more information, you'll have to call Chipp Inn as they don't have a website.
More importantly, in this sad and staggered economy Chip Inn seems kind on the purse and pocket. There are the precious hand-crafted draft beers, but also the working man's cans of Old Style, Hamms, Pabst and the venerable Blatz! All offered below $3.00 and several at $1.75.
The bartenders were pros and amiable young ladies and gents who directed sundry inquiring trenchermen to the best Cuban sandwiches on Chicago Avenue. This is a place where Dad and Mom strolled to for a Sunday afternoon Cold One.
Chipp Inn
832 N. Greenview Ave. (800N, 1500W)
Chicago, IL 60622
(312) 421-9052
Be wary of strong drink. It can make you shoot at tax collectors... and miss. ~Robert Heinlein
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Labels: Chicago Bar Project Blog, Chip Inn, Liquid Refreshments, Noble Square
Thursday, July 29, 2010
ObamaView Deux - To Win Back Whitey Prez Joins Justin Wilson on PBS!
In Washington Post-ABC polling, Obama's approval rating among white voters has dropped from better than 60 percent to just above 40 percent. In a June poll, 46 percent of white voters under age 40 approved of how Obama was doing, compared with just 39 percent of whites 65 and older.OoooooWeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Dirty Rice'd Be Nice! Ra't Dis Minit!
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After the Triumph of "The View," President Obama Joins Bill Alexander Painting Holiday Mountain on PBS
What did the president know about Snooki and when did he know it?
That was the headline out of President Obama's appearance on "The View" Thursday morning when he flubbed a little pop-culture quiz posed by the hosts.
"Do you know that Lindsay Lohan is in jail?" asked Joy Behar. "I actually knew that," POTUS responded.
"Does Mel Gibson need anger management?" Obama hemmed and hawed. "Uhhh... Let me answer the Afghanistan question!... I haven't seen a Mel Gibson movie in a while."
Joy Behar went in for the kill: "Should Snooki run as mayor of Wasilla?"
"I got to admit," Obama said, "I don't know who Snooki is."
Oh, reeeaaalllly? Because not three months ago, at the White House Correspondent's Association Dinner, he seemed to know all about the stars of "Jersey Shore," when he joked that "the following individuals shall be excluded from the indoor tanning tax... Snooki,. . ." Hope and Change! Wait for another UnPrecedented Appearance by the First Playah on PBS! Bill Alexander and the Mighty Brush!
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David Mamet and Me - Some Things No Longer Apply
As a child of the '60s, I accepted as an article of faith that government is corrupt, that business is exploitative, and that people are generally good at heart.Playwright David Mamet ( click my post title)
These cherished precepts had, over the years, become ingrained as increasingly impracticable prejudices. Why do I say impracticable? Because although I still held these beliefs, I no longer applied them in my life. . . . I had been listening to NPR and reading various organs of national opinion for years, wonder and rage contending for pride of place. Further: I found I had been—rather charmingly, I thought—referring to myself for years as "a brain-dead liberal," and to NPR as "National Palestinian Radio."This is, to me, the synthesis of this worldview with which I now found myself disenchanted: that everything is always wrong.
I was reminded of David Mamet's two year old piece in The Village Voice by a woman much smarter than me and in all matters my moral superior. No, not E. J. Dionne, but an Ohio-bred thirty year resident of the hometown to Mamet and me - Chicago. Closer to home David Mamet and I are close in age (Mamet is 63 and I am 58) and south siders - we grew about along 79th Street. I believe he was from around 77th & South Yates. We both swam at Rainbow Beach in Chicago's torrid summers and probably drank quarts of cold Drewry's Beer out on the rocks near the water-treatment intake in close proximity to one another. Mamet is Jewish and I am Roman Catholic. we are both children of the heroic generation that defeated fascism and the Great Depression, but, much more importantly, built the American Standard of Living, after WWII that is the marvel of human history and now being dismantled by the spoiled children of our generation.
Mamet became a world famous playwright, producer, director and film-maker. My late wife Mary and I went to his plays at Victory Gardens Theatre. I had read LakeBoat which I picked up at the old Kroch's on Wabash, in my freshman year at Loyola in 1970-'71. It was wonderful! I read more of Mamet's plays and found that he cursed and profaned like a Catholic! Nothing is more sacred to my literary sensibilities than the discerning application of tasteful obscenties in speech and prose. I became a teacher.
As young men, we could both be considered Democrat liberals. Both of us have become somewhat conservative - I remain a Regular Democrat. We tend to view PBS/NPR as a propaganda organ and generally a bore. We both seem to have returned to our religious roots. While David Mamet is a highly regarded intellectual and artist, I remain a blue collar, working-stiff, helot school teacher - pretty damn good at my craft. While I no longer teach a full load, I still have my chops and fill-in when needed.
I am not ashamed to call myself a Catholic, though I tend to be a horrific sinner. Rather, Catholics need to tell the nitwits who have diminished the Faith to take a seat at the kiddies table and allow the adults to carry on. Our liturgy, our core beliefs and our collective sense of self was corrupted by parsing Progressives and none of us bothered to call them out on their idiocies from 1964 to the present.
Likewise, David Mamet has taken the flail to self-loathing, secularist Jews who dance with The Devil in the hopes that the coming Holocaust will somehow give them a pass. Jews and Catholics have much in common, besides an artificially created antipathy. Created by Progressive Catholics and Secularist Jews.
David Mamet wrote a very powerful dismissal of childish things, that seem silly at this point in our lives, 2008. Barack Obama plotted to be President and liberal world was aswoon! I had met the President on three occasions when he was State Senator and quiet frankly I was unimpressed by Barack Obama. I backed John McCain, much to the contempt of most of my family who are rock-ribbed labor people. I felt that Obama was no friend to labor - other than SEIU and Mandarin Andy Stern -and seem to be proven correct by Obama's history of diminishing labor and shrinking the American Middle Class. Barack Obama and his camp strike me as pampered intellectuals who manage to ridicule anyone or institution that opposes them.
David Mamet confirmed my suspicions in 2008.
For the Constitution, rather than suggesting that all behave in a godlike manner, recognizes that, to the contrary, people are swine and will take any opportunity to subvert any agreement in order to pursue what they consider to be their proper interests.
To that end, the Constitution separates the power of the state into those three branches which are for most of us (I include myself) the only thing we remember from 12 years of schooling.
The Constitution, written by men with some experience of actual government, assumes that the chief executive will work to be king, the Parliament will scheme to sell off the silverware, and the judiciary will consider itself Olympian and do everything it can to much improve (destroy) the work of the other two branches. So the Constitution pits them against each other, in the attempt not to achieve stasis, but rather to allow for the constant corrections necessary to prevent one branch from getting too much power for too long.
Rather brilliant. For, in the abstract, we may envision an Olympian perfection of perfect beings in Washington doing the business of their employers, the people, but any of us who has ever been at a zoning meeting with our property at stake is aware of the urge to cut through all the pernicious bullshit and go straight to firearms.
I found not only that I didn't trust the current government (that, to me, was no surprise), but that an impartial review revealed that the faults of this president—whom I, a good liberal, considered a monster—were little different from those of a president whom I revered.
Bush got us into Iraq, JFK into Vietnam. Bush stole the election in Florida; Kennedy stole his in Chicago. Bush outed a CIA agent; Kennedy left hundreds of them to die in the surf at the Bay of Pigs. Bush lied about his military service; Kennedy accepted a Pulitzer Prize for a book written by Ted Sorenson. Bush was in bed with the Saudis, Kennedy with the Mafia. Oh.
And I began to question my hatred for "the Corporations"—the hatred of which, I found, was but the flip side of my hunger for those goods and services they provide and without which we could not live.
And I began to question my distrust of the "Bad, Bad Military" of my youth, which, I saw, was then and is now made up of those men and women who actually risk their lives to protect the rest of us from a very hostile world. Is the military always right? No. Neither is government, nor are the corporations—they are just different signposts for the particular amalgamation of our country into separate working groups, if you will. Are these groups infallible, free from the possibility of mismanagement, corruption, or crime? No, and neither are you or I. So, taking the tragic view, the question was not "Is everything perfect?" but "How could it be better, at what cost, and according to whose definition?" Put into which form, things appeared to me to be unfolding pretty well.
Obama Campfire Girls like E.J. Dionne and the Journolist Orwellians continue to bleat -
The simple truth is that the wealthy in the United States -- the people who have made almost all the income gains in recent years -- are undertaxed compared with everyone else. . . .I'm a chronic optimist about America. But we are letting stupid politics, irrational ideas on fiscal policy and an antiquated political structure undermine our power.Pampered Pundit E.J. Dionne
Not really, Eugene . . .E. J., read David Mamet.
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