"Uncle Sam’s Big Bowl of Breakfast Meats" A Modest Proposal for Magazine or Great Meal

Fawcett Publishing was founded by Capt. Wilford Hamilton Fawcett – Capt. Billy, a Spanish American War and WWI veteran. It began with a magazine dedicated to humor, snappy stories, cute girls, gadgets and games. Capt. Billy’s Whiz Bang took its title from a shrapnel shell that would blow-up over the heads of troops. Rather ghoulish that was, considering that Capt. Billy’s audience happened to be veterans of the Great War who endured the horrors of head wounds. Imagine a veteran of Iraq, or Afghanistan putting out a magazine entitled Laughs from an Improvised Explosive Device (IED.

As a dedicated and devout craven, my sense of irony tends toward the more wholesome and manly pursuits of the heaping board – a table loaded with eats. Patriotism and ripping yarns often meet over platters of meat. Nothing makes an American whose forebears left the hunger and despair of Lebanon, Poland, Norway, Liberia, Latvia, Lithuania, or the Philippines more Teddy Roosevelt than a good porterhouse or rack of lamb. At LaLumiere School, alma mater of Chief Justice John Roberts and comic actor Jim Gaffigan, I once asked my students to write an essay about which bird other than the American Eagle might best represent America.



Patrick Costello of Evanston, IL argued and wrote that America's iconic bird should be a Turkey – not the feathered living idiot who drowns himself during rainstorms, but the cooked, whole roasted feast. A+, my Boy! Uncle Sam would be proud. Uncle Sam the founder of the feast.

I would like to publish a monthly periodical dedicated to Uncle Sam’s America – if, to parallel to the movies of recent but popular culture, you’re in any way of the mind-set and character of Apollo Creed from Rocky; Bill the Butcher from Gangs of New York, Wes Studi in anything, or Gloves Donahue from All Through The Night and Meryl Streep as Sister Aloysius Beauvier then YOU are on my team.

Let’s have a wildly patriotic – nay jingoistic - magazine published by a draft-dodging coward for combat vets, lumber Jacks and Jills, and Guys and Dolls who pour gravy on everything without a second thought. I want to call this magazine –Uncle Sam’s Big Bowl of Breakfast Meats – that should give you some idea of the direction that our literary musings should take.

Paul Bunyan Portions for Thought: My Dream Team and topics ( maximum 600 words per month) – all articles, poems and features must make a flattering reference to our country, our history, our people, our way of life, our cuisine, and, or Uncle Sam would all be managed and edited by the likes of Dan McGrath, John Hector, Marcus Pass and Susan Jordan.

• Luggage, Safety and Packing Tips from the White House – Larry Lynch U.S. Secret Service (retired)
• Visual Arts - Sister Wendy Beckett
• Religion - Father Tony Brankin and Elias Crim
• Nutrition and Health with AFL/NFL Football Hall of Famers and Legends Art Donovan*and Dick Butkus

* Voila! Art Donovan!

• Dance – Tough one - gotta find a real hoofer
• Poetry – Chicago’s J.J. Tindall
• Media and Pop Culture – Steve Rhodes and Anne Leary
• Law –Tamara Holder and Chief Justice of Illinois(ret.) Thomas Fitzgerald
• Theatre - Robert Falls Tony Moskus and Kara Zediker
• Your Dollars, Investments Gold, Guns, and Ammo – Ms. Terry Savage and Mr. Ted Nugent
• Medical & Neurological Breakthroughs – Jay Cutler Chicago Bears and Dr. Tom Origitano M.D. Loyola University
• Education K-20 – Ben Stein
• Humor – Joseph Epstein
• Film – Mike Houlihan & Michael Moriarty
• B&Bs with Dave Sambler of Bridgeport B & Bs
• Butcher Chat – Mike Benson of County Fair Foods
• Travel – Any Retired Stewardess with at least 25 years on the job with United/American/Southwest and Steve Jordan, former VP of Bank of Singapore
• Inner City Life – Levois
• Weather for the Month – Michele Leigh definitely.
• Politics and Government – Rep. Dan Lipinski Skinny Sheahan & Dan Kelley
• Chicago and National Nightlife – Nick Novich
• Sports with Dr. Camille Paglia **and Sox Pitching Great Bart Johnson – Dr. Paglia’s article of the decline of TO in Philly rocks from 2005:

**Philadelphia Eagles fans have been living in a jock soap opera -- "All My Children" surreally crossed with "Die! Die! My Darling!" Star wide receiver Terrell Owens arrived in a cloud of tainted glory from the San Francisco 49ers last year and took this city to delirious heights as the Eagles marched to the Super Bowl, their first appearance there in 24 years. Streaking downfield into the end zone in game after game, Owens (called "T.O.") danced, cavorted and mugged to the ecstatic delight of a Philadelphia crowd that had been starved for trash and flash in the drearily corporate era of nerdy Eagles owner Jeffrey Lurie. . . .Goodbye, Terrell -- wherever you're headed. Thanks for the memories, but as a fierce funk song says, "Just let the doorknob hit you where the dog shoulda bit you!"
Que Mujer!

America is no where near past its prime and glory, Let’s drop the texting and get in some eating, bowling, travelling, reading and writing.

Ran Dumb - Kids of America! Correctly Use Words, Please. You Lazy Slovens! Now, Clean Your Rooms! Don't Give Me That Look!

Random. This adjective is the latest victim of Dumbonics ( the pan-racial butchering of the language) thanks to MTV and other providers and has become the portmanteau word of choice among Best Coast dweebs. Ebonics was a clever race-card ruse that fell far short of its great expectations; no doubt due to systemic racism and police torture.

Dumbonics seems to have eclipsed Ebonics. Though I have never once caught, much less enjoyed or appreciated the scampy goings-on of the Jersey Shore kids, I am aware of their influence upon the young - college graduates and gainfully employed white, black, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, Pacific Islander, Inuit and Aleut, as well as high schoolers and tweens. This pan-idiocy is fueled via Texting, TV, Games and Fast Food, it seems to me.

Several weeks ago, I had occasion to wait for Leo High School patron at the stand-up bar of the venerable Bergoff Restaurant on Adams in Chicago's Loop. The stand-up bar was once a male only harbor for conversation, corned beef, cabbage and colliquative concoctions; now, there are bar stools and woman. It was after working hours and well-dressed boys and girls ordered drinks with mulled mint and gin or craft beers - no one was buying the fine Berghoff draft beers. Too Random. More on this later.

As a devout traditionalist, who automatically genuflects when the red votive candle is alight in church, chapel, or camp, I stand at bars, always, in pious deference to workingmen past. I had occasion to have my ears and sensibilities with choppy, giggly, and text-messaging that passes for conversation among the young ( range:21-36 by my empirical tote board)crowding the aisles, occupying the barstools and elbowing all sundry.

"Had latte at that Random place. Cheese Unlimited."

"Oh,Yah! Anyone there?"

"Random people."

"This one Random Asian Chick was Hot!"

"Don't Know Her"

"Whatever. See Family Guy?

"Random! and so Gay."

"Like Saturday."

"Air Show."

"Not."

"Omg I have to tell you what happened it was just so random In Wisconsin a farmer got stomped by a random cow,"

" Bull."

"Noferreal . . .stomped."

"It was a Bull. You know . . .a cow with junk? Dec told me on Face."

"Random, Dude. you still Facing"

"Tweet some. 'cept I got caught by Nevins. Almost fired,"


Thus, the Algonquin Roundtable of Room Temperture I.Q.s crossed communicative foils and verbal epees.

My Random thoughts. The word Random tends to be any aimless, thoughtless postioning or selection. Thus,

ran·dom   /ˈrændəm/ [ran-duhm]
adjective
1. proceeding, made, or occurring without definite aim, reason, or pattern: the random selection of numbers.
2. Statistics . of or characterizing a process of selection in which each item of a set has an equal probability of being chosen.
3. Building Trades .
a. (of building materials) lacking uniformity of dimensions: random shingles.
b. (of ashlar) laid without continuous courses.
c. constructed or applied without regularity: random bond.

But NOW!!!!

4. Informal a. unknown, unidentified, or out of place: A couple of random guys showed up at the party.
b. odd and unpredictable in an amusing way: my totally random life.

An anonymous phone call - Random hit

An unknown assailant - A Random attacker

An Unexpected Delight - A Random giggle

OMG, LOL, LMLFIAO!


My Random Blog. Cheese. Random. Gay. Well, I am a very happy guy often to the point of giggling giddyness.

Contractor Eddie Carroll Explains 'Old World Craftsmanship' to My Sophisticated Lady

This weekend I had the pleasure to introduce the woman I love to an old and dear friend. I had been telling the elegant, dainty and sophisticated lady of roofing contractor, wit and roué Eddie Carroll these past three years and she became doubtful of this worthy's corporeal existence.

" We have yet to meet this Mr. Carroll of whom you speak so glowingly. I believe that he is a creation of your fictive turn of mind," the miniature Jennifer Jones charged.

" Honest Injun, Eddie is all too real," I protested. As luck would have it, I noticed Mr. Carroll entering the happy portals of Keegan's Pub on Western Avenue, following a surprise party we attended Saturday afternoon. I obeyed the laws of traffic and courtesy and safely made the necessary turns for a return to the aforenamed past premisis.

Eddie Carroll greeted our entry with his customary largess ( "Bridget, get Hickey and this good-looking woman anything they want and get a round for the house!") and warmth. My Lady and I and the other guy in the bar enjoyed a refreshing beverage thanks to Eddie Carroll.

We caught up and my lady friend was enchanted. Eddie's broad interests and dapper turns of phrase melted away her doubts concerning the good man's worth and existence on this our planet earth. Matters sundry and sublime filled the afternoon air as the liquid quantities in the flowing bowls vanished.

The elegant Miss Sullivan asked Eddie about his Company's tag-line - "Old World Craftsmanship."

Eddie Carroll explained, " I hire only foreigners, salt-water Irish and other DPs ( Displaced Persons in the now politically incorrect sobriquet). Here's an example. Last week I was inspecting an interior rehab job. I do mostly roofing, but also some home refurnishing. Two of Hickey's third cousins from Kerry work for me.

The Two Turkeybirds are hammering floorboards down in a house. Eamonn picks up a nail, determines it’s upside down & throws it away

He carries on doing this until Ownie Brosnan says, 'Why are yer throwing them away?'

'Because they’re upside down,' says Eamonn.

'Fur #$%^'s Sakes! Ye daft prated Ejit,” shouts Ownie, “save ‘em for the ceiling!!'

'Aye, . . . and so,' says Eamonn

Old World Craftsmanship, my dear."

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Actress Kate Winslet - More of A Man Than I'll Ever Be

I am as yellow as a duck's foot. However, like most ersatz slingers of ink and stringers of opinion, I admire courage - spiritual, moral, political and physical. Firemen, police officers, skilled tradesmen, servicemen of the military, missionaries and defenders of children inspire my better angels to get off of their asses and motivate me.

The beautiful and funny actress Kate Winslet, most known for out-living Lenny DeCaprio in the icy waters of the North Atlantic is a profile in courage. Get this Chicago Firemen!

Winslet and her two children were among the VIP guests at the ravaged the wood and stone mansion and ran into the night air in just their pyjamas.
According to Sir Richard, courageous Miss Winslet acted like a true Hollywood heroine as she swept his 90-year-old mother Eve into her arms and helped carry her to safety as the mansion crumbled around them.

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Lady, you are packing a set.

Genghis Joe Gets a Horse - Mongolian Hot Pot?

Now, will this gift horse( bet he looked in its mouth-money, marbles or chalk?) be a legal alien horse? At, least Joe will put someone to work.

ABC News’ Devin Dwyer (@devindwyer) reports: Vice President Joe Biden arrived in Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia, today where his hosts celebrated the first visit by a U.S. vice president since 1944 with performances of traditional music and dance, a Mongol-style wrestling competition and a gift: a Mongolian horse.

"The horse is the most important animal in Mongolia,” an aide traveling with Biden told reporters. “It is the lifeblood of the country (nomadic history), so giving a horse is one of the most meaningful gifts that can be given."

And they're great eatin'!

We Got Civil Unions and Kids Lost Catholic Charities

In his ruling, Schmidt limited his decision to whether Catholic Charities had a legal right to keep its contracts with the state, which total more than $30 million. . . ., ". . . No citizen has a recognized legal right to a contract with the government," Schmidt wrote. "The state may refuse to renew the plaintiffs' contracts."

Huffington Post and every other media outlet let go of a high Huzzah!

or did the judge merely convince fans of Gay marriage that every thing boils down to the matter of buck? Sexuual appetite is Civil Right, so say advocates of Gay marriage and family. Dignity is demanded for children. What about the 2,000 kids in the care of Catholic Charities?

The Pantapgraph ends with this bit of moral after thought:

At some point, however, the state likely will have to transfer nearly 2,000 children covered by Catholic Charities to other organizations. It's not clear whether that means children will be removed from their current settings.

Boy, Howdy! Them orphans and foundlings are pests.

I was married and widowed. Loneliness is everything it is cracked up to be and more. Historically, less than 5% of human population found confort in the arms of like gendered partners. Sex and Love often go hand in hand. Sex is a response to the animal impulse to reproduce and, massively, that urge is fulfilled between a man and women. Thus, the human race marches on!

Homosexuality has always been a part of the human story. These days, the media and political gamesmen appear to be making it the whole human story. I have known homosexuals all of my life and for the most part loved them and wish, hope and pray that they find happiness and fulfillment. I know that they are not going have kids without pushing the biological envelop off the table or adopting children.

Like homosexuals and breeders, I was born of a woman - Mom. Even God has a Mom. He also had a father even though he was not the bearer of the DNA. Joseph was chosen to be the Father of Jesus or Joshua Bar Joseph. Mary did not choose cousin Elizabeth, or a Sarah, or a Martha, or Annette Bening to prove that the kid was alright when He visited the Temple.

Jesus wandered away from Joseph and Mary and not Joseph and Barnabas, or Gary.

The Holy Family was a Man and Woman and a Child.

The heart wants what the heart wants - to be loved. There is love outside of Marriage.

The Illinois Defense of Religious Liberty (Civil Unions) is a gateway to Gay Marriage. It is cynical and bullying legal legerdemain to bowl over any and all opposition to Gay Marriage - the Roman Catholic Church. Aside from the several hundreds of wildly happy gay couples civily unioned, the only other thing that this cynical legislation accomplished was to sever the good work of Catholic Charities from Springfield's tax larder, but more so, it legally outlawed a Catholic agency from doing good work.

Emanuel and Quinn: Nucky Thompson and Knuckle-head Smiff

"We all need to decide how much sin we can live with." Nucky Thompson from Boardwalk Empire

Paul Winchell: [trying to teach Knucklehead some basic arithmetic] Put one finger up. What do you have?
Knucklehead Smiff: One.
Paul Winchell: Now put another finger up. What do you have?
Knucklehead Smiff: Eleven.

Stop! Look! and Laugh! 1960

From this morning's assessment by the Chicago Tribune's Rick Pearson:


Emanuel, a feisty and decisive political strategist, is pursuing a more aggressive agenda in the Statehouse that requires him to deal with Quinn, whose positions can migrate from one side of an issue to the other as he pledges to listen to the will of the public. . . .

What Quinn backers call deliberation over issues, however, is labeled indecisiveness by frustrated Emanuel supporters. It's a new dimension for a mayor with a history of all-out efforts to get his way.

"Remember, (Quinn) said he wouldn't sign higher than a 1 percent tax increase and did. He campaigned in support of the death penalty but signed its repeal," said one Democrat in the Legislature's leadership who did not want to be identified as taking a side.
The difference between the two political office holders is the difference between HBO's semi-fictional Nucky Thompson, a Cassius-like, complex and intellectually energetic Machiavellian political in-fighter and Paul Winchell's son of the dense Bonehead Smiff -Knucklehead Smiff. Unlike Emanuel and Nucky Thompson, Knucklehead Smiff and Governor Pat Quinn required the words, wit and wisdom of the ventriloquists -Winchell for Smiff and the collective voices Dawn Clark Netsch, the methuselian Quentin Young, Terry Cosgrove for Planned Parenthood, Ralph "Pie Charts" Martire and the ghost of Paul Simon coming out of the mouth Governor Quinn as the case, issue and controversy occassions.

Or so it surely seems.









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The Forced Abdication of the Creepiest Monarch . . . So Far!

I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love’s majesty,
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable,
That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them,—
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun.

Richard III

"There is much we can learn from that Islamic world view in this respect.....Perhaps, for instance, we could begin by having more Muslim teachers in British schools, or by encouraging exchanges of teachers. Everywhere in the world people want to learn English. But in the West, in turn, we need to be taught by Islamic teachers how to learn with our hearts, as well as our heads"

Charles Prince of Wales

It gets a little crazy in the kitchen sometimes... Remember you said I didn't know how to multitask because I'm a virgin. The truth is We run this show"-throw in a little happy dance. How come it gets so hot in the kitchen when you arrive" "I guess it is just me"

Upper Sandusky Burger King

Mad World, Mad Kings, Mad Composition! Mad Love to the CEO of Burger King!

The forced abdication of the creepiest plastic monarch, this side of the pond will take more than few of the electric shudders out of this Old Boy's epidermis. Only Charles Prince of Wales is creepier and Good Queen Bess Deuce is smart enough to jump the crown over the noggin of that elephant ear-ed singular waste of DNA and testimony to the dangers of marrying cousins and place the orb and scepter into the mitts of Billy. Good kid.

Here in the Colonies, we only have commercial monarchs - Carpet Kings, King Midas Mufflers, the Kings of Beers, Monarchs of Motors and such, but we do have a real Wiz ( Big Ears too -must be sign from God about daffy incompetents) in the White House, for the moment.

One of the creepiest of all commercial kings is and has been the Burger King - he put me off Whoppers in the same way that Ronald McDonald, who usurped the perpetually winking hydro cephalic chef of McDonald's Hamburgers who informed us of 'Over a Billion Sold!'

Now, I can go back to BK. The King is dead! No more Kings - sell burgers.

Here are two equally repulsive Princes of Wales Past - unlike Green Sharia Charlie who cheated on a perfectly nice girl and the mother of his two sons, blessed with their Mom's looks, instincts and courage - these two blackguards made it to the throne.

George IV, whose self-indulgence, hatred of his kindly father, 'mad' George III, swinishness to his (admittedly dreadful) wife Princess Caroline, and appalling over-spending during straitened times, meant that the newspapers openly celebrated his death in 1830. George IV Indolent and obese (he was nicknamed 'the Prince of Whales'), his scandalous private life - he married his mistress illegally - and his refusal to allow his wife to attend his coronation held up the monarchy to widespread ridicule.


Edward VIII, a profoundly irresponsible monarch who put his love affair with Mrs Simpson before his duty to the Empire. Knowing that he was going to abdicate the next month, Edward nonetheless outrageously told the unemployed miners of South Wales in November 1936 that: 'Something should be done to get them at work again.' This raised hope among them that the Government might save their jobs, which Edward knew was not the case.

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Lagniappe!

Secret Service Chalk Talk: Let's Avoid Another Altoona Melt- No Bowling in Martha's Vineyard

All the signs suggest that Obama is in immediate danger of a rabbit attack. It would ruin what's left of his presidency.A Rabbit? Nay, a bowling alley could be President Obama's Altoona Redux; far worse Kass Old Man. I expect the heroic agents of the Secret Service anticipate every possible horror. Thus

Secret Service Field Agent Supervisor Terry Mueller's-Martha's Vineyard Chalk Talk last week:

Agents,Grab a knee - Anticipate, Agents, Vigilance and Courtesy always, but anticipate. Tim McCarthy's split second spread eagle save President Reagan. McCarthy anticipated. He watched, but it was his anticipation that did the trick.

Renegade and Renaissance and the kids are enjoying Presidential Vacation # 61 (on the books)at Blue Heron Farm in Martha's Vineyard.

In 2008, on his own hook Renegade had near tragic event in Altoona PA. Watch carefully:



It makes a grown man shudder. He was a candidate then, but Renegade is the President Now.

We are the only shield he has.

Anticipate! Do not allow Renegade to be invited to, flattered, or challenged into any of the fine Brunswick equipped Family Amusement Centers on any of the Cape Cod or adjacent landfall. Quash any and all suggestions to visit

Leary Family Amusements in Falmouth; Ryan's Family Amusements in Buzzard's Bay; Bowlmor in Mattpoisett and for the Love of God avoid Oak Bluffs' historic bowling alley and the handy Brunswick Cinebowl in Derry City.

Anticipate! If Presidential fiat overwhelms you, agents, stand down now. Take your time coming and go on vacation.

Worst case - throw yourself between the President's bowling ball and the gutter. Tim McCarthy would do no less.

Be careful, be vigilant and for God's sake anticipate. Let's all get home to our families and above all keep the President off of cable news.

Any questions?

Molly's Cool Lemonade Should Warm the Heart from The Beverly Review

The Beverly Review covers the communities of Beverly,West Beverly, Morgan Park and Mount Greenwood. Published and owned by the Olszewski Family this gem of a paper reports on actual news and offers commentary rooted in the events reported. With writers like Patrick Thomas and Caroline Connors the Beverly Review offers a balanced assessment on events, activities and issues that actualy impact on people.

This week The Beverly Review offers a sweet pallate cleanser about the Gallagher children of St. John Fisher Parish in West Beverly. The older brothers and sisters of Molly Gallagher who was born with Down Syndrome wanted to give their baby sister a real gift of themselves. They sold brownies and lemonade and took the proceeds to benefit Misericordi which helps families care for special needs children.

Caroline Connors presents a solid report. The report refects the love of Life itself and gift of our most precious ones.

Here is a sample.

When Molly Gallagher’s siblings decided to celebrate their baby sister’s first birthday in 2009 with a lemonade stand for charity, Bridget, Patrick and Danny had no idea they were on to something so big.

It seems there were a lot of people in Beverly eager to join in their celebration for Molly, who was born with Down syndrome, and also support Misericordia Heart of Mercy, an organization that supports children and adults with developmental disabilities through residential services, community employment and education.

“The kids wanted to do something special for Molly’s birthday,” said Molly’s mother, Margie Gallagher, of Beverly. “We ended up raising $250 for Misericordia by selling lemonade, some freeze pops and a batch of brownies my neighbor baked. We were thrilled.”

In true Beverly fashion, word of the lemonade stand spread like wildfire, and the following year the Gallaghers decided to host the lemonade stand again under a tent in the courtyard behind St. John Fisher Roman Catholic Church.

Held after 10 a.m. Sunday Mass at St. John Fisher, the 2010 lemonade stand was dedicated to Luke Howley, the son of local couple Jim and Christine Howley, whose life was lost in utero from heart issues caused by Down syndrome.

Life is all about others. The gift to Molly by the Gallagher kids is dedicated to someone else.

God bless the Gallaghers and God bless the talented young people of the Beverly Review.

Warren Buffett! Warren! Mr. Buffett, Over Here! What Leo High School Could Do With Some Stimulus Money; Why Wait For a Tax.

"My friends and I have been coddled long enough by a billionaire-friendly Congress," Mr. Buffett argued forcefully in a New York Times op-ed. "It's time for our government to get serious about shared sacrifice." Wall Street Journal

Mr. Buffet! Over here. Mr. Buffett, no one gets coddled on 79th Street in Chicago.

Mr. Warren Buffett can not wait to be taxed heavily for being a very wealthy man. He and Bill Gates are two self-made men of the Horatio Alger Stripe. Bill Gates established the Gates Millennium Scholars one of whom is a Leo High School graduate of the Class of 2011 - Eder Cruz.

As a Gates Millennium Scholar, Eder Cruz can go to the college of choice, Valparaiso University in Indiana, and go on to any post-graduate work he chooses. Leo High School prepared Eder Cruz and afforded that fine, tough and thoughtful young man to be so blessed. Leo Alumni helped Eder's family meet the cost of the tuition here at Leo High School. Shared sacrifice is the path to success along with old Alger-ian Luck and Pluck.

Eder Cruz has pluck aplenty. He was the only non-African American in the student body for two of his three years at Leo. Eder chose Leo High School, following a disappointing freshman year at the Jesuit run Christo Rey College Prep in Pilsen - a school founded in the 1990's to serve Latinos. Eder chose Leo High School which was established to serve the Largely Irish Catholic neighborhood of Gresham in the 1920's. The Irish, Polish, Lithuanian, Italian and Croatian Catholics Alumni are still with Leo, physically present at every school event and overwhelmingly the pillar of this inner city school's finances. Between October 2010 and June 30,2011 Leo Graduates from the 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's 80's and the 90's supported Leo, a school of 150 inner city young men to tune of $ 846,000 and change.

Eder Cruz was Lucky to be taught and mentored by Ms. Aurora Latifi, an Albanian immigrant Math teacher here at Leo High School. It was Ms. Latifi who pushed Eder Cruz to apply for the Gates Millennium Scholarship. Luck and Pluck.

As some of you may have heard, the American economy has been less than robust since 2008. America's credit rating has been downgraded to AA. Nevertheless, the graduates of Leo High School Class of 2011 all are going to college across America.

Tuition drives Catholic education. In this economy, that drive is very bumpy. Tuition at Leo High School is $ 7,250, one of the lowest of all Catholic high schools. Most families apply or financial assistance. I venture to say that no family is a six figure family. Our five figure families annual income range sits between $ 15, 244 and $ 51, 763. Having one son attend Leo is challenge; have two or more is a financial crucifixion.

Most families opt to divvy up the full nut of tuition and pay, for one child $ 659 a month. That is a very low rent on a one bedroom apartment in Chicago.

We also are required to pay the staff, by the way. Aside from Mr. One Way Hickey, I venture to say that no teacher or coach makes anywhere near a princely stipend every two weeks and if that staff has a family must pay into the group Medical, retirement, the Fed, State and Medicare.

Without Catholic heroes like Chicago's Big Shoulders Fund, the Leo Alumni and our many friends of private and corporate Chicago, things would be much tougher.

Leo High School prepares young men.

Last week Warren Buffet challenged President Obama to tax the super rich like himself.

Here's a challenge, Mr. Buffet. Invest in Leo High School. I have been asking Oprah to help since 1995. We have been doing a great job without a Superstar Sponsor; imagine what the young men from the toughest neighborhoods and financial challenges in Chicago could do with a little stimulus dough? Hold the phone!

Leo High School will always be a working man's, lunch bucket high school. It is not St. Ignatius College Prep, nor is it a Whitney Young. No young man is turned away. The Leo Alumni, or the Big Shoulders Fund's Jim O'Connor will find a way to get the money to help.

This educational product is time tested. Some of the lunch bucket sons of Leo went on to become the Chief Justice of the Illinois Supreme Court - Tom Fitzgerald, or leaders of the Church like Bishop John Gorman, heroic and legendary firefighters like retired Chicago Fire Commissioner James Joyce, or Superintendent of Chicago Police -, the late James Conlisk, captains of commerce like African American Food Industry CEO Michael Thompson, and Chicago philanthropists and CEOs Frank Considine, Bill Kay, Andy McKenna and Don Flynn.

Warren Buffet and other great Americans should not wait for America to tax them; they should join the ranks of the Lions who continue to invest in young men who want to succeed.

Leo High School costs Warren Buffet not nickel one. We get no tax dollars. If Mr. Buffet wants to invest his surplus capital.

Write a Magnificent Check out to Leo High School and send it care of Dan McGrath, President for Institutional Advancement at

Leo High School
7901 S. Sangamon Street
Chicago, IL 60620

This will be a stimulus that will not go to waste. If you wish to chew me out for my presumption give me a growl at

Pat Hickey -Development Director
(773) 224-9600 ex. 208

Mr. Buffett, or any other captain of industry with surplus capital, let's make medicine!


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President Fears a Lindy?

"Okay, Lindy; now. are you now, or have you ever been 'disgruntled?' I'll take that as a 'No.' Now, how did your pants get the mumps?"

Washington - US President Barack Obama said on Tuesday that a "lone wolf" terror attack in the US is more likely than a major co-ordinated effort like the September 11 attacks nearly a decade ago.... Asked if Americans do not have to worry about a nuclear or radiological attack or some other "spectacular" event, Obama said: "Look, as president of the United States, I worry about all of it.

"But I think the most likely scenario that we have to guard against right now ends up being more of a lone wolf operation than a large, well-co-ordinated terrorist attack.

Presidents used to fret about Fascist Italy, Germany, Imperial Japan, the Soviet Russian led monolithic Communists of Red China, North Korea, Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, Indonesia and later Islamist Hamas, Al Queda and the network of the Islamic Brotherhood. Pish Posh.

The assault on America by Islamist terrorists from Eygpt, Saudi Arabia and the Emerites on 9/11 after flying lessons in Florida and ATM privileges around the nation, notwithstanding; America faces a far great challenge from the disgruntled.

The disgruntled, formerly US Postal Workers, can be found cutting in line at County Fair Foods, drinking your beer glass's bottom slimes while you hit the jakes at Keegan's Pub, or predicting the flight of pigeons, bumbles bees, the wakes of Asian Carp in loud voices at CTA bus terminals all over Chicago.

The disgruntled are our home grown threat. Your dog got out while you were at work and dropped a load on his lawn. You made eye contact with her and nodded a smiling 'Good Morning' -"You DON't KNOW Me!"

Our President is unprecedented. In order to stop illegal immigration, President Obama sics Eric Holder on border states. In order to finally kill Bin Laden, he makes his unprecedented Middle East apology tour and makes nice with the Brotherhood who are burning Christian churches in Eygpt, Iraq and elsewhere. In order to create jobs for folks, President Obama's folks call the working folks at Tea Party rallies domestic terrorists. Unprecedented.

America voted for Change in 2008. We have that Change and change. Unlike other Presidents who daffily identified concerted and coordinated threats upon our Nation's safety and welfare, President Obama identifies the 'Lone Wolf' threat. The disgruntled, or perhaps that kid who saw one too many Harry Potter and Matrix movies.

I wonder if America's Lone Wolf , Slim, Lucky Lindy, Oberst Charles Augustus Linbergh, Luftwaffe Commander Cross and Order of the German Eagle was more of threat to America than we give him credit for? He had a gassed up plane with a dubious flight plan. He landed in foreign nation -France. Did Lindy have his passport on him? He later ditched France for Gemütlichkeit with gents like Ernst Heinkel, Adolf Baeumaker and Dr. Willy Messerschmitt, and Ace Hermann Göring.

Lindy was a huge fan of Planned Parenthood, a singularly vile anti-Semite, and Old Joe Kennedy's acolyte for making nice with the Third Reich.

Naw, the Lone Wolf was a Progressive.

A threat to America probably watches Fox, can't find work, goes to Church, owns a hunting rifle, would get patted down by TSA if he/she could afford to go anywhere, and waits in line at County Fair Foods.

Yep, them folks need to have Janet Napolitano's eyes on them. They are.

Skinny and Houli and Elvis, Oh, My! In Bridgeport, No Less!

What??? You Said Elvis! There, that's @#$%ing Elvis! I'm not changing it. . . .Well, how much did this cost you? . . .Yeah, I thought so. Now, let me finish this box of Bugles in peace, for Chrissakes.

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CPS May Very Well Strike; Leo High School Treats Kids Right!

Here is the Map of Success - 2011 Leo Grads are going to school all over America!

When asked by (WLS AM Bill)Cameron whether the conditions were ripe for a strike this year, she (Teachers Union President Karen Lewis)said: “I think it’s very high. Because people are very upset and people feel disrespected.”

Chicagoist 8/15/2011 ( parentheses my own)

Earlier in the piece we find this, "she (Lewis) did not predict that teachers will ultimately go on strike, only that the probability is high that members will call for a strike vote." What's the deal? Will teachers be going on strike any time soon?"

Leo High School opens this week, but we have on-going registration. Leo High School is a Catholic college preparatory high school, often called a "pay school" by families more familiar with public education. There is tuition. Tuition is a covenant between the school and the family of the student. Picking up a financial obligation the family is assured that their student will have an opportunity to succeed in academics, participate in a glorious athletic program, be treated with attention to the student's needs. To help families meet their end of the covenant, there are thousands of Leo Alumni and the Big Shoulders Fund - a Catholic foundation dedicated solely to helping inner city families get a great Catholic education.

Leo High School had a great year last year.

1. 100% college placement

2. Leo graduates received hundreds of thousands of dollars in college scholarships

3. Leo families were helped by Leo Alumni, private and corporate foundations and generous individuals to the tune of $ 840,000

4. Leo tested and registered the largest incoming class of freshmen in twelve years, including white and Hispanic students

5. Leo 2011 graduate Eder Cruz was named a Gates Millenium Scholar

6. Leo's Track team won its sixth IHSA State Championship - Leo is the only non-public high school to win the IHSA Track Title in its 115 year history and Leo Captured Titles in both Class A and Class AA

The probability is high that Chicago Teachers Union will vote for a strike. Leo High School and all other Catholic schools will open this month an get down to the business of helping students.

Enroll, now. If you think that tuition is costly, imagine what a morale challenged public school faculty might cost your child. Leo High School has not been disrupted by violence in the school. The police officers of Gresham Sixth District only have come to the school to correct problems outside of the school that might impact on the safety of our Leo Men. The business of Leo High School is all about the student.

In fact, all summer long students have popped in to visit and ask for summer reading ideas from President Dan McGrath, chat with Principal Phil Mesina and learn some great study skills from Leo's Vice president and Gunny Mr. Frank Wilson, USMC, lift weights, shoot hoops, box in the Leo facility run by Mike Joyce, snitch candy from the Ms. Adams and Ms. Hemp in the office and pay Mrs. Townsend parcels of tuition, while Mom and Dad were at work.

Mike Holmes, Leo Director of Admissions and Leo Alumnus Mike Anderson have brought in many families seeking help for their sons who having a difficult time at other schools, or are concerned about meeting the costs of tuition.

Here is a transcript of a message left on my voice mail -" This is Pat Nolan, Class of '51. It was great seeing you guys at the Leo Golf outing. I'm sending my 21st Century (Spring Mailing) with my gift. I was little late in getting it in the mail. I hope all is well at Leo."

Pat Nolan and hundreds of other Leo Men have the kids who were here all summer, even though school was out, on their minds and in their hearts.

The teachers have been back since last week. The Maintenance( Ron Reynolds, James Crawford and Derrick De Berry) men have the place looking great. These gentlemen are solid gentlemen and great role models who do as much teaching throughout the day than many people calling themselves educators that I have encountered. They teach pride by example and respect for every task.

No Strike - Leo Treats Families Right. Take a look at the Leo High School Website

Call Mr. Mike Holmes here at Leo ( 773) 224-9600 and arrange a sit-down with any or all of us. Pop in for a visit even when school starts. Our students are our best reflection of the Leo Brand.

Leo High School
7901 S.Sangamon Street
Chicago, IL 60620

Open for business every year since 1926 - business is good!

Facta Non Verba! Deeds not Words!

Chicago's Jody Weiss Gang Meet 'N Greet of Last Summer Goes Soho with Crime Carny Dr. Dave Kennedy!

Gang crime and mayhem ended in Chicago immediately after last summer's Gang Summit with Jody and Dr. Dave! Remember? Now, Old Blightey is getting the Boston Tune-up!


"It's easy to say that the approach won't work here because of this difference or that difference," Kennedy said. "The one thing we've learned is that the differences don't make a difference."

Now, who can argue with that?

In our Hegelian politico/activist/agenda media world of nonsense, Harvard anthropologist turned criminolgist David Kennedy arrives at the perfect conclusion posed by his inquiry and gets public money for his Gang Summits Erase Urban Misery series and travelling show.

David Kennedy convinced Chicago's last non-cop Superintendent Jody Weiss to call a gang summit. Weiss did and shortly reaped its harvest, took his unused vaction days, and found another job.

Murders and gang violence? You Betcha! Still here and burgeoning. David Kennedy has a book coming out in October that is sure to get him plenty of face-time on PBS and more than a few low decible chats of NPR. Not only that David Kennedy has crossed the pond with his Hug-A-Thug methodology and will pick up Pounds and Crowns and Guineas, but not his heart away, from British tax-payers and riot victims.

Get a load of this!

Britain's Cameron has just recruited the Los Angeles Police Department's former commander, William Bratton, to be his adviser on anti-gang tactics. Bratton previously commanded the police in Boston and New York, where his tactics were credited with greatly reducing gang-related bloodshed. Cameron and Bratton are expected to promote ideas pioneered 15 years ago in Boston by Harvard academic-turned-crime fighter David Kennedy.

Kennedy's "Boston strategy" seeks public meetings of police, probation workers, welfare providers, community residents, and a target audience of gang members. The discussions have been credited with delivering sharp drops in gang-related killings in Boston, Chicago and Cincinnati.

You see David Kennedy is a trained Hegelian scientist and, therefore, can not lose an argument or a future booking. In Cincinnati, murders and crime continue just like it do here in Chicago, and Dave's methods only fail because of someone else. Pure John Dewey!

I hear tell, that there is yet the odd bit of murder and mayhem in the Queen City on the Ohio River. Nevertheless . . .

A new book by the nationally known criminologist who helped develop Cincinnati's gang violence crackdown says he found dedicated, enthusiastic activists here - but that the city's politics were more petty here than anywhere else.

David Kennedy's "Don't Shoot," to be released in October, delivers a behind-the-scenes look into the creation of the Cincinnati Initiative to Reduce Violence. It tells tales that didn't come to light at the time about the personalities involved and the process toward setting up the program.

To demonstrate, Dr. Dave points to people who thought that he and his program were full of it and to the very good hearted folks agreeing with him and who applauded him and his efforts anyway. There. Hegelian inquiry. If one inquires, it concludes nicely on ones own terms and conditions. Failure is not an option; nor is it a possibility in the Hegelian World built by John Dewey. Listen to President Obama's every utterance on anything - e.g.! Listen to Dr. Dave in AP feature!

"It is now absolutely demonstrable that there is a better way to do this. There is a 15-year history in the United States in city after city after city. We don't think that London can fix its gang problem. We know it can fix it," Kennedy said.

While England has been slow to address its growth of gang culture, the gang-infested capital of Scotland — Glasgow — has already imported the Boston method.

Karen McCluskey, a director of Scotland's Violence Reduction Unit, in 2008 held her first Boston-style mass meeting with gang members in a Glasgow courthouse. She said gang members were shocked to learn the wealth of intelligence police held about them, appeared unaware of the range of help on offer, and were shamed by stories of how their behavior had terrified their neighborhoods

McCluskey said her colleagues were skeptical that American anti-gang techniques could be imported meaningfully to Scotland, then watched Glasgow's gang-related violent crimes fall 46 percent in the past three years because of them

It can work? That was 2008.

In 2011, why only two weeks ago gangs, shamed by the intelligence shared with them about their misdeeds, lit not only Glasgow, but London, Birmingham, Manchester, Liverpool and Shiney Sheffield.

Way to go Dave! Make mine a Boston!

We Chicago Rubes enjoyed Dave Kennedy's summit with our home-grown cads, bounders, blackguards, miscreants and scamps and are thoroughly delighted with our resultant Chicago Arcadia! Demonstrable, Old Chap!

Not.

Dr. Dave gets paid anyway.

http://communitypress.cincinnati.com/article/AB/20110814/NEWS0108/108150310/Book-calls-Cincinnati-politics-pettiest-?odyssey=nav%7Chead

Get Your Fat Ass Out of Church! Nutrition, Progressive Nanny State Goats and the Need for Speed

My Considered, Albeit Unscientific, Retort to a Progressive's Research on my Nutritional Lifestyle, at North Ave. Beach on Recent Sunny Day in the Company of a Woman I Love.


A new study has found that young adults who frequently attend religious activities are 50 percent more likely to become obese by middle age compared with those who don’t take part in any religious events. Chicago Sun Times Stephano Esposito March 25, 2011

Again, when men commence an undertaking, they always are prepared to show that the absolute necessities of the world demanded its completion . . . ( think of High Speed Rails between Peotone and Custer Park; Fois Gras Bans, Reversing the Chicago River, Homosexual Puppets and Personalities on PBS for Toddlers, Eating only the Foods We Say One May ) . . . One or other of these points at least is incontrovertible: the public wants a thing, therefore it is supplied with it; or the public is supplied with a thing, therefore it wants it. William Makepeace Thackeray The Book of Snobs: Parenthetical contemporary commentary my own.

Thus, it was in the waning days of Regency England and the Advent of Victoria Regina and so remains in this our Progressive America - the one cork screwed into the loam by the forced free mortgages crafted by Barney Frank and Fannie Mae; The TARP magic that averted a debt crisis unprecedented until the one bubbling up around our butts; the Federal Platform for Planned Parenthood's American Abortion Industry; Public Schools; Gay Marriage and Civil Unions; Our On-going Op-ed Obesity Kristallnacht.

Once the Public is Force Fed, the public is sated. Now, to the War on Lardasses!

Sunday's Chicago Sun Times offered another heaping plateful of juicy caveats with regard to our fat co-workers and group health insurance. Incentives for Healthy Lifetsyles encouraging comrades of the workforce to exercise and forgo the cheese melt sandwiches from the roach coach and canteen vending machines. Likewise, educational cheerleading about nutritional foods that are actually medicine is offered in which one man of science and math from the research organization offering the morning's portion shouts this!

“The IFIC defines functional foods as “foods or food components that may provide benefits beyond basic nutrition.”

People are 1,000 percent more conscious of the fact that food can act as medicine and help prevent lots of diseases,” says Jean Carper, author of several best-selling books about functional food."Well, how about that for science, Fat Boy! That's 10 times the 100% in your CPA scribblings. Just like them dead polar bears floating snouts to the globally fatal sun, we got us some science!

Why, only last March, The Sun Times proved with equally impressive lab-coat certainty that going to Christian Church, not a Mosque mind you, added unsightly and probably breeder poundage.

Check out this opening sentence!

“We don’t know why frequent religious participation is associated with development of obesity, but the upshot of these findings highlight a group that could benefit from targeted efforts at obesity prevention,” said Matthew Feinstein, the study’s lead investigator and a fourth-year student at Northwestern University Feinberg School of Medicine. “It’s possible that getting together once a week and associating good works and happiness with eating unhealthy foods could lead to the development of habits that are associated with greater body weight and obesity.”

The study tracked 2,433 young men and women for 18 years in Chicago, Minneapolis, Birmingham, Ala., and Oakland, Calif.

In the study, “frequent” religious participation meant attending at least one event per week. Most, but not all of the participants, were Christians — reflecting the dominant religion in the United States, Feinstein said.

The natural huffing and puffing that follows Evangelical Trencherman Tom as we waddles out of the corporate cubicle to the snack canteen, inspite of the fact that Tubby Tom heaps profits to the shareholders by dint of his talents for investment, gets on the nerves of his svelt bicycling vegan atheist compeers who have the ear of the Boardroom, though they do but little corporate good. You see Tubby Tom munches and works, while his svelt peers preach Progressive memes all shift and beyond.

Our Progressive Lard Snobs have a smorgasbord of 'scientific' Gobble-Dee-Gook from which to pile it on the people that they want to vacate their Green Planet. One such bucket of thought-lard is Obesity-in-America.org. Announce a crisis and get back-up for Crisis Management.

Smokers, Breeders, Church-goers, and Tubbies had better watch out and better not cry. Stay out of Church, drop that 'Baccy, March or Die!

The media helped us into our economic swamp by offering clarion calls for the raising of debt, the bad mortgage give-aways and the Civil Rights of homosexual intercourse, free health insurance and in no time at all High Speed Rails that will ban transporting Fat Asses.

From the good Folks at Obesity-in-America.org for our Too-Lazy-By-Half young journolistas and all of us affable dopes who find it a strain to work on common sense Your Fat-Ass Research on Health and Nutrition Clearing House

The Endocrine Society

The Endocrine Society is an international body with more than 14,000 members from over 80 countries. The Society is the world’s largest and most active professional organization of endocrinologists in the world. Founded in 1916, the Society is internationally known as the leading source of state-of-the-art research and clinical advancements in endocrinology and metabolism. The Endocrine Society is dedicated to promoting excellence in research, education and clinical practice in the field of endocrinology. In addition, the Society works to disseminate new knowledge leading to the prevention, treatment and cure of disease. The Endocrine Society also serves as an advocate for fundamental and clinical research and the practice of endocrinology.

The Hormone Foundation

The Hormone Foundation, the public education affiliate of The Endocrine Society, is a leading source for hormone-related information for the public, physicians, and allied health professionals through its public education campaigns, Web site, forums, toll-free number, and free literature. The Foundation has developed educational materials on menopause, pituitary imbalances, polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS), testosterone and men’s health, and is currently developing programs on hormone abuse, prostate disease, obesity, childhood (pediatric) obesity, metabolic syndrome, thyroid disease, and osteoporosis.

The Endocrine Society and The Hormone Foundation are dedicated to helping reporters accurately cover all areas of endocrinology. The staff of both organizations strives to help reporters locate the latest endocrine research as well as experts in all areas of endocrinology

http://www.suntimes.com/4490719-417/religion-and-obesity-study-links-church-and-being-fat.html

http://www.suntimes.com/mobile/6882437-463/americans-understand-that-food-can-act-as-medicine.html

Chatham's Edward Alexander Tunes-up Our Later Day Yummy Sandifer

“From his hospital bed Friday, the retired probation officer of 32 years says he has no regrets.

You’ve got to make a stand one way or the other in life,” he said from his room at Advocate Trinity Hospital. “And if you don’t you’ll be run over.”

It happened in a flash.

“This gentleman comes around 81st Street, he said, ‘Give it up,’ and put a gun to my stomach,” said Alexander, who took a swipe at the man’s gun-wielding hand.

The bullet went clean through Alexander’s left leg at around the same time he landed a blow square in the robber’s jaw.

“He stumbled and went off running,” Alexander said, noting that he didn’t immediately realize he was shot. “That’s a thing you don’t have happen often. You can’t prepare for it.”

The suspect then ran to a car parked nearby, where he and a driver fled north on the Dan Ryan Expressway, police said.

The robber didn’t get away with any cash. But neighbors say what Alexander went through is part of a broader rise in Chatham crime that has picked up over the years.

God Bless You, Mr. Alexander!

Last week, an elderly gentlemen who works on the buses at Leo High School confronted a bust-out thug as the crumb rifled through one of the buses at the end of the working day. There was a scuffle and the mechanic, whom I will not name, had gotten the better of young Felonius Punk. The punk managed to get his cowardly mitts on a chunk of concrete and beat Leo's motor pool wrangler several times in the head. Leo's football coach and several varsity players burst out of the school and the thug beat it south on Sangamon.

The elderly working man is hospitalized at Christ Advocate in Oak Lawn and thanks to Mike Holmes and the Leo Men Gresham (6th District) police identified the thug.

Yesterday, Edward Alexander, 82 was watering his lawn when a bust-out thug stuck a gun in his belly and ordered Mr. Alexander to 'Give it Up!' Sounds good on Law and Order and bad movies, but it translated differently to Edward Alexander, 83 a home owner working man in the Chatham neighborhood. 'Give it up!' was prelude to a solid punch in the chops.

Sadly, our later-day Yummie Sandifer got off a stray round that hit Mr. Alexander in the leg. Mr. Edward Alexander, like Leo's Bus mechanic, is an elderly, proud working man with gallons of proud testosterone. Thugs are not born, they are made. They are made by excuses and entitled do any thing that they damn well please.

The punks are armed and the media has been doing their press and public relations in Chicago for decades. Remember Yummie Sandifer?

The late Yummie Sandifer was the template for players, bust-outs, thugs, dope-slingers, rapists, and thieves who all manage to have family albums filled with mug shots ( witness last weeks Chicago River Bridge Miracle Baby Boy who took one in the head from a member of his own fraternity. The News media featured only the hospitalized cranial marvel's mugshot from one of his more recent arrests).

The American media, following the journalistic dance steps of our geniuses of the Chicago Media, crafted a template equating a useless gene-pool to a social icon. In the 1930's Communist naturalist novelist created Bigger Thomas in Native Son and our lesser talented journalists gave us Yummie Sandifer with his very own posthumous Wikipedia entry.

Robert "Yummy" Sandifer (March 12, 1983 — September 1, 1994) garnered national attention in September 1994 after his murder by fellow gang members in Chicago, Illinois.[1][2][3][4] He appeared on the cover of TIME magazine in September 1994.[5]
Nicknamed Yummy because of his love of junk food, Sandifer was a young member of the street gang the Black Disciples. After committing murder, arson and armed robbery, he was executed by fellow gang members who feared he could be turned snitch. Coverage of Sandifer's death and retrospectives on his short, violent life were widely published in the American media, and Sandifer became a symbol of the gang problem in American inner cities, the failure of social safety netting, and the shortcomings of the juvenile justice system.

Early life

Yummy's mother was a prostitute and a crack cocaine addict who had her first son at age 15. Yummy was a victim of abuse from an early age, and was sent to live with his grandmother by the Department of Children and Family Services (DCFS) after one of his brothers, Victor, went blind from a neglected eye infection. His grandmother's residence contained as many as 19 children on some occasions. Sandifer, at age 8, quit regularly attending school and took to the streets stealing cars and breaking into houses. The year before his death he was removed to a DCFS shelter on Chicago's north side, which he ran away from.
[edit]Criminal behavior

Yummy was known for bullying and extorting money from local children and the community in the Chicago neighborhood of Roseland. He liked luxury cars such as Lincolns and Cadillacs and, remarkably, was able to drive them despite his small stature (he was still beneath the height limit for many of the rides at nearby amusement park Six Flags Great America). Many of his 23 felonies and 5 misdemeanors were committed in the course of running errands for street gangs. The penal system had no way to keep him out of trouble and the courts were helpless to lock him away because he was too young for juvenile detention and too dangerous to be placed with children his age.[citation needed]
[edit]Homicide

On August 28, 1994, Yummy walked up to 15-year-old Kianta Britten and asked him to which gang he belonged. Kianta responded that he did not belong to any gang, and Yummy opened fire on him with a semiautomatic pistol, hitting him in the stomach with one bullet and also catching a nerve with another bullet leaving Britten partially paralyzed. Later on that same day, Yummy shot at some rival gang members. One stray bullet hit Shavon Dean in the head and killed her as she walked home from a friend's house.
For the next three days, gang members from the Black Disciples kept Yummy on the move, evading the police investigation of the shootings. Yummy was last seen by a neighbor on August 31, waiting for his grandmother to pick him up, but instead two brothers (14 and 16 years of age [Derrick and Cragg Hardaway]) from his gang arrived. Telling him they were going to take him out of the city, he was brought to a viaduct underpass and executed. He was found later in a muddy pool of blood with two gunshot wounds in the head.
[edit]

Yummy was on the cover of Time Magazine and has his own posthumous bibliography.

Kirby, Joseph A. "The Death of Dantrell Davis". Chicago Tribune. October 13, 1992. http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/politics/chi-chicagodays-dantrelldavis-story,0,6132262.story
^ Long, Elizabeth Valk (19 September 1994). "To Our Readers". TIME. Retrieved 30 March 2011.
^ Gibbs, Nancy R.; Grace, Julie; Hull, Jon D. (19 September 1994). "Murder in Miniature". TIME. Retrieved 30 March 2011.
^ Grace, Julie (12 September 1994). "There Are No Children Here". TIME. Retrieved 30 March 2011.
^ Hewitt, Bill (19 September 1994). "Death at an Early Age". People: pp. 52–54. Retrieved 30 March 2011.
^ "TIME Magazine Cover: Robert (Yummy) Sandifer". TIME. 19 September 1994. Retrieved 30 March 2011.

Yummy had a smile that could light up a room is the working media template and our racist society is the only reason this useless little monster was hogging oxygen from 1983-1994. In reality, all Yummy cared about was a Glock that could light up everyone in a room.

Commie Lawsuit Lotto Lawyer G.Flint Taylor continues to amass a fortune with his cadre of convicted Yummies. The media have helped lazy, shiftless, self-indulgent, careless alcohol and drug dependent entitlement Mommas become community activists when their Yummies pull a 9 on the cops. The police and the courts and working people like Mr. Edward Alexander become the targets of lawsuit lotto lawyers, for trying to defend themselves.

The media provides an endless buffet of bullshit and thugs have the freedom of the city.

Thank God for working men like Edward Alexander of Chatham. At least Mr. Alexander got in a good one. I sure hope that Lawsuit Lotto Lawyer Jon Loevy has not taken up the cause of the louse that Mr. Alexander punched in the chops, because Mr. Alexander was, after all "a retired probation officer."

Irish Coffin Rests in County Kerry

'Take a good grip on it,now, so. You've a long scamper up that cnoc beag beyond the Church and she's a Fat Heiffer at that, so. You rest it down half a mile on the cónra cloiche (Coffin Stone)above that mile.'

We Chicago Irish carry the coffin for about eighteen inches from the back of Bob Sheehy's Hearse to the coffin gurney - sometimes if the occupant were a career lard ass that heft is more than enough. However, our Irish Cousins ( invest in Mike Houlihan's New Documentary) continue to employ the full force of six men and true all the way to the Church and the Parish graveyard.

Here is an interesting oddity, learned in the pages of The Kerryman Newspaper.

"I also came across the fascinating phenomenon of coffin rests while interviewing people in Bonane outside Kenmare. If, say, a woman married into a neighbouring parish it was the custom that she would be buried with her own people when the time came. So the coffins were carried back on foot and the cortege made use of specific rocks as coffin rests," he explained." The Kerryman




"Thank God, she was a thin one. 'Tis a long hike up hill, so"

Mike Houlihan's Our Irish Cousinshttp://documentaries.org/cid-films/our-irish-cousins/

Time for Slumgullion

Trendy and very good restaurants make presentation one of the cornerstones of great dining -the old feast for the eyes. Les Nomades* on the near north side of Chicago is one of the truly great restaurants.

The items are presented with all of the grace and dignity of the Three Magi before the Infant Jesus on the Epiphany. The very attentive stewards wait in anticipation of the seated's Oooos and Ahhhs. Succulent portions of fish, foul and hoofed cohabitants of our planet, are presented over a sauce that were it poured over my son Conor's aged Nikes, I would devour with relish.

Vegetables are roasted and or steamed to perfection and align the plate edges like Georgian footmen - attendant to crown roasts of lamb or the imperial lobster.

The elegant and beautiful woman who deigns to be seen in public with me is always appreciative of an evening's diversion at Les Nomades. The portions match her tiny alabaster frame and gustatory instincts.

I, however aesthetically charmed by Les Nomades wizardry, leave the front door with a desire to plunge my face into an Al's on Taylor Italian Beef and Sausage Combo smothered in hot Giardinara.

De Gustibus Non Est Disputandem.

Give me a bucket full of slumgullion any day and I will be as happy as the fabled swine in saga'd slough most noted.

After a day on 79th Street in the service of my God, Country and the heroic young gents of Leo High School, this lad is looking for a rib-sticking, back-to-school, double sessions, and working man's plate full of eats.

My Aunt cooked for the Augustinians at the Old St. Rita High School Monastery at 63rd & Claremont - the monastery actually butted up against Western Ave. She was a brilliant cook. She could satisfy a crowd of thirty or more black cowled priests and brothers with a feast at every meal. One her masterpieces was a variation on the Irish concoction that stands in for Mulligan Stew - Slumgullion.

The word evolved from the Irish word for mud -goilín and it may be prepared with any assortment of meats, pastas and vegetables. It is a rich, wholesome, tasty and satisfying meal.

Here is one such example of Slumgullion with a Polish twist. Prior to dining -put on your eatin' pants ( loose fitting sweats always a splendid idea)

Ingredients
1/4 cup vegetable oil
1 onion, roughly chopped almost to the consistency of hamburger
3 cloves of garlic crushed
4 potatoes, peeled and cubed
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 green bell peppers, cut into 1 1/2 inch long strips
2 Red Bell Pepper,cut into 1 1/2 inch long strips
1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper
1 (16 ounce) package Bobak's kielbasa, roughly diced and chopped almost to the consistency of hamburger - that's almost. It goes to kielbasa hamburger you screwed up.
Six pan fried pierogis




Six Sauerkraut Pierogis pan fried in butter
Sour Cream
Chopped chives for garnish

Directions
Heat oil in a large skillet over medium low heat, and stir in the onion.

Cook onion until tender and golden brown, about 5 to 10 minutes.

Place potatoes, salt red and green bell peppers into the skillet with the onion.

Cover and fry for 3 to 5 minutes. Stir in ground black pepper.

Place the kielbasa pieces on top of mixture, cover and let cook for 15 to 20 minutes, stirring occasionally.

Add garlic

Stir kielbasa into the mixture and cook an additional 10 to 15 minutes, or until potatoes are tender.

Allow to sit covered for an additional 15 minutes before serving.

Portion each serving with a topping of pierogi and dollop of sour cream
Garnish with nicely chopped chives.

Eat until you sweat; breathe deeply and if possible take a brisk walk to the couch and channel surf.

*Do get to Les Nomades if not for you, for the woman you love! It will set you back at least Three Yards ( $300) and change if you order wine, but who's counting? You are I know, the economy bites and all, but crack oen the wallet, at least once this year.

Les Nomades
222 E Ontario St
Chicago, IL 60611-3258
(312) 649-9010

Gabby Obama's Real Genuine Arab America!

Ladies and Gentlemen, The President:

Like so many faiths, Islam has always been part of our American family, and Muslim Americans have long contributed to the strength and character of our country, in all walks of life.

Well, Folks round about here in Illinois, where I come from, after Hawaii and that's all, folks like to recall the Old Frail Splitter - Abe Amir lived over to Kaskaskia along the Mighty Mississppi -Father of Waters, the Gathering of Waters, Big River, Old Man River, the Great River, the Body of a Nation, the Mighty Mississippi, el Grande (de Soto), the Muddy Mississippi, Old Blue and Moon River..

Yes, Sir Old Abe -short for Ibraihaim Ibn Ben Swallee Amir - settled in right 'round the Blackhawk War in '32 and darnation if'n he wouldn't take that big ol' long curved hunting saber and spilt Hussies, Jezebels, Jades and Bawds from the Gums to the Gams. Nary a gal yup to some funnin' anywhar 'bouts Kaskaskia. Why to this day Kaskaskia only numbers the fingers of one-armed thief in Bahgdad. Proud Heritage!

Well, Sir, in about Ohhhhhh,'49, Ol' Abe packed up the Tribe an' headed West, cross the Mississippi with thoughts of making camp beyond the High Lonesome -the Rockies. Maybe, get a pipe-tabaccy business or maybe peddle some pelts.

Long about the Colaradda, Pawnee and Sioux began makin; medicine -bad medicine. The Ol' Frail Splitter warn't used to hackin' and scrappin' regular Injun fashion and didn't cotton to ways of the Blue Coat Crusaders.

W'alp, Ol' Abe strapped on a big ol'keg of black powder, lit him a big Ol'Fuse an' went a chargin' into them Red Devils.

Yep, proud heritage - made its mark and an awful big hole twixt the Miss and the Rockies. You folks call it the Grand Canyon -folks will callit جراند كانيون! Jus' wait a spell.