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My father, the original Ezra, developed a medical condition in his eyes called glaucoma during the early 1930’s when he was about 50 years of age. From everything that can be read and from advice from ophthalmologists, glaucoma typically makes its appearance around the age of 50 years.

Five children of my father survived to adulthood. I was the youngest surviving child. All the other four siblings developed glaucoma. And so as I got within hailing distance of age 50, it was my custom to see well respected ophthalmologists. My AT&T duties had me stationed in Washington, D. C. at that time. Just before I left Washington to return to New York, the ophthalmologist there told me that “incipient glaucoma” had begun to affect my eyes.

All five Carr children were painfully aware of what glaucoma had done to our father’s eyes. In unprofessional terms, glaucoma seals the drainage glands from the eyes. As a result, pressure will build up within the eye. If untreated, blindness is the inevitable result.

When my father contracted glaucoma, surgery on the eye was about the only way to relieve the pressure. Within a few years, my father’s eyes had scars from the many surgeries and by the time he passed age 60, he was approaching blindness in both eyes. As I visited the ophthalmologist

in Washington, memories of my father’s scarred eyes and his blindness haunted me. The Post brothers at Barnes Hospital in St. Louis preserved as much sight in my father’s eyes as long as it could be done. All of the Carr children are grateful to Laurence Post and to his brother, two fine ophthalmologists.

But the Post brothers had very few chemicals to control the pressure that glaucoma brings. By the time that my Washington ophthalmologist told me that my eyes had “incipient glaucoma”, there were several new drugs available to deal with pressure in the eyes. Surgery was a last resort. In effect, my father was born too soon.

When AT&T decided that they wished for me to come back to New York as the General Sales Manager, I soon went to see John Kennedy of the Short Hills Ophthalmology Group. Kennedy was a good man with whom I was quickly able to establish an effective rapport. At the time in 1969, my age was 47 years. As time went on and as the disease progressed, John Kennedy offered new prescriptions to keep glaucoma in my eyes under control.

By the early part of the 1990’s, John Kennedy said that he had dealt long enough with the pressures of his profession and elected to retire. In 1969, the Short Hills Ophthalmology Group consisted of Doctor Fonda, Doctor Ball and John Kennedy, all graduates of New York University. When Kennedy retired, he was replaced by Richard Robbins, another product of New York University. At the time, Robbins must have been under 30 years of age.

For a time, Robbins was able to keep the pressure in my eyes at acceptable levels even if the pressures were on the higher side. And then in the mid-1990’s came the development of cataracts on both eyes. There is no reason for me to suspect that the chemicals used to control glaucoma could have caused cataracts. There have been people who developed cataracts without ever having glaucoma, so I take a pass on that question. When Robbins informed me that the cataracts were “ripe,” we agreed to go ahead with surgery.

The first surgery was on the right eye and it proceeded even though pressure in the eye was high borderline. Later, Robbins said he had to perform some heroics as the operation took a bad turn, but recovery was fairly rapid and my sight was greatly improved.

A later operation on the left eye came out badly. There was great pain. Finally, Robbins suggested laser treatments to the left eye. He administered four or five of those treatments on separate occasions and all of them ranged from unpleasant to painful.

Robbins then sent me to Joseph Patti whose practice is limited to diseases and surgery on the retina and the vitreous. Patti operated on my left eye at St. Barnabus Hospital and for a time, there was improvement. But it did not last long. Patti was a good caring man.

So I wound up back with Robbins with the New York University credentials. There were more examinations and a trip to a Dr. Spaeth, a world renowned surgeon in Philadelphia who gave me no help at all, even after we waited for him for three hours. And so Robbins then suggested that what I desperately needed was a trabeculectomy. He said the man to perform such an extremely delicate operation was Ivan Jacobs of Watchung and Westfield, New Jersey. When I asked Robbins if he would trust his sight to Jacobs, he eventually said he would. It is my profound belief that he had heard about Jacobs and had never met him, so any assurances to me about Jacobs were uninformed.

So Jacobs began his trabeculectomy on my left eye. Somewhere during the operation, I overheard Jacob muttering to his helper that a choroidal hemorrhage had occurred. Later, when I was bandaged and sitting in Jacobs waiting room, he acknowledged that the choroidal hemorrhage had taken place. Jacobs distanced himself from the operation saying in effect, you win some and you lose some. I knew then that the sight in my left eye was gone and Jacobs didn’t seem to care. I saw him several times after the surgery and his cavalier attitude remained. It was my fault that I needed a trabeculectomy, was Jacob’s attitude. Everyone knows that surgical procedures don’t always come out successfully, but Jacobs in my estimation, was a monumental jerk.

I made several more visits to see a Dr. Green at Robert Wood Johnson Hospital. Eventually, he told me there was no hope. At the end of this process, I asked Robbins for my records as I intended for his tenure to come to an end.

After I left Robbins’ care, he apparently turned his attention to female patients. From what we know now, Robbins allegedly fondled seven women while conducting routine eye examinations. He was indicted on February 4, 2003 and charged with nine counts of fourth degree sexual contact. If he is convicted, he could face up to 13½ years of jail time. I suspect that he won’t spend much time in jail, but at least these charges and this indictment will give him something else to think about as he examines future female patients. He may also think about his lawyer, Alan Zegas, who is in the top tier of criminal defense attorneys. His fees for a case of this sort are probably quite substantial.

Now that you have met Robbins and know about his indictment, it is of utmost importance that you should know what excuse Robbins offered for his conduct. When the Essex County Prosecutor’s Office sent a female officer to Robbins for an eye examination in the summer of 2000, he allegedly fondled her just as it is also alleged that he had done to other female patients. He was then presented with charges about his conduct. Robbins said that he fondled women not for any such thing as sexual excitement. That never entered his mind. He said his hand, or hands, were searching their chests for evidence of future eye problems. So you see, old Robbins was on the job looking for eye problems down the road. It is a source of great disappointment that the seven women who charge that he fondled them don’t see that brother Robbins had their best long term interests at heart.

Now I have recited my story of blindness in one eye resulting from the tender ministrations of Robbins to set up one overwhelming point. From one end to the other, Robbins and your faithful essayist were involved for about four or five years. During that time, he performed just about every conceivable ophthalmologic process on me including surgery. At no time, did Robbins ever put his hand or hands down the front of my shirt or blouse either inside or outside my attire. I even wore scoop neck tee shirts to entice him to look at my chest for signs of future eye problems. For this reason, Robbins was completely unable to diagnose that eye troubles, including blindness, awaited me. This was a complete dereliction of duty on Robbins’ part.

It is my proposition that after Robbins and his lawyer Zegas deal with the indictment of this past week for inserting his hand or hands down the front of dresses or blouses of female patients, either inside or outside the garments, that he face a more serious charge against him. That, of course, is his FAILURE to put his hands down the front of my shirt or blouse and as a result, he was completely unable to diagnose what lay ahead for me as I dealt with serious eye matters. There is no excuse for Robbins dereliction of duty in my case. My chest was exposed to view as I never wore a tie when Robbins was to be visited. He simply never explored my chest in search of future eye problems and for that, he must be held accountable.

E. E. Carr

A Post Script. I have been a patient of Dr. Eric Gurwin of the Summit Medical Group for the past eight years. There was a time under Robbins when the pressure in my eyes ran to 38-40 whatever the measurement for pressure is. The current pressure in my one remaining eye is now between 16 to 18, which is a monumental improvement. It is to be noted that Professor Gurwin has achieved this dramatic drop in pressure without ever examining my chest which, of course, is traditionally where future eye problems are found – according to Robbins.


Why even try? Why try to defend yourself from that position? All Robbins managed to do with his (hilarious) defense was insult the intelligence of everyone involved, including the women who he had already wronged. Way to go, dude.

Some good news: he was convicted.
Acting Essex County Prosecutor Paula T. Dow announced today the sentencing of Dr. Richard Robbins, age 40, of Short Hills, New Jersey. The sentence culminated a lengthy investigation that began in 2001 into the sexual abuse of female patients under Dr. Robbins’ care.

Earlier this year an Essex County Grand jury returned an indictment against Dr. Robbins, charging him with having committed the crime of criminal sexual contact upon six of his female patients, and an undercover female Essex County Investigator. The indictment spanned a period from March 1, 2000 through June 20, 2001, during which time Dr. Robbins touched the breasts of those females during the course of performing eye examinations at his former practice located in Short Hills, New Jersey. Dr. Robbins pleaded guilty on June 30, 2003 to seven counts of criminal sexual contact.

During the sentence, Deputy Chief Assistant Prosecutor Robert Laurino told the court that Dr. Robbins had violated his Hippocratic Oath to “do no harm,” and breached the duty of care and trust he owed to his patients. Superior Court Judge Thomas R. Vena, in addressing Dr. Robbins prior to the imposition of sentence, noted that “the harm you caused was enormous.”

Under the terms of a plea agreement, Dr. Robbins permanently surrendered his license to practice medicine. He was sentenced to three years probation with mandatory counseling, and was subjected to numerous court costs and fees. He was also directed to reimburse the Prosecutor’s Office $2,085 for the costs associated with its investigation.

Acting Essex County Prosecutor Dow noted the courageous efforts of Essex County Investigator Janine Traccamore, whose service in an undercover capacity led to the arrest of Dr. Robbins. “She put herself in harms way to prevent other women from being similarly abused” Prosecutor Dow stated.


When a man, such as myself, reaches the seventh decade of life, his friends and relatives congratulate him warmly and ask about his state of health. They seem to really want to inquire how long do you think you may stick around.

When the eighth decade turns over on the speedometer, the efforts of friends and relatives become a little more pointed. They are concerned because the old timer may not eat as much as he did at age 30 or they may read road signs that they believe the older person can no longer see. And if in conversations with a slightly younger person, if the name of a politician or a physician does not roll off the tongue, the younger person may diagnose Alzheimers.

Wile the elderly person may appreciate the solicitude of his younger friends and relatives, there is an element of wonder about why you are still hanging in there. In my case, it seems to me that assuring the inquirer that every body part is working and that a change in subject might be appropriate. All done with a laugh, of course. The laughter may be forced but it is preferable to a discussion about the imminent demise of the decrepit elderly person, namely me.

When people close to me ask about how my fortunes are succeeding, it has an unintended effect on me. Tor all these years, the end of life has been a subject that has been rarely considered. Surely, Miss Chicka and I visited Paul Ippolito, one of Summit’s leading undertakers, to enter into a pre-paid arrangement to have our bodies promptly cremated. At heart, our visit to the Ippolito establishment was done primarily because of a proposed champagne party that we proposed to sponsor once Ippolito had done his work. First comes Ippolitto’s ministrations, then the reception, not the other way around.

But entering into a prepaid arrangement for disposition of our bodies does not constitute grounds for saying that we have a death wish. It is simply and purely a business arrangement made while our minds were unclouded by any other thoughts. Now the kicker is that the prepaid arrangement pays a 5% interest premium to us every year, so it is a prudent investment as well. Sorry, only one to a customer.

Many people think that my mother gave me her build and her sense of Irish humor. For that I am grateful. On the other hand, Lillie, my mother, was engrossed by the idea of death and the thought in her mind, that she would be rewarded unendingly in a place called Heaven. Her favorite hymn was “Amazing Grace.” Running a clear second was the hopeful hymn called, “How Beautiful Heaven Must Be.” She envisioned a place high up in the sky with no sin and no sickness and with angels with wings where their shoulder blades should be. She always said, “That is where I am going when my work on earth is finished.”

As life unfolded for me, none of Lillie Carr’s confidence in a heavenly after life ever made sense to me. My disbelief started at age six when my mother proposed to “save” me, among other thoughts, for a better life after death. And my disbelief has now lasted more than 75 years.

In 1943, German ground forces (The Wehrmacht) and German Air Forces (The Luftwaffe) managed to destroy two of the planes on which I was a member of the crew. In the first shoot-down, there was a lonely period of four days in the sands of the Libyan and Egyptian frontier before rescue came. In the second case, the Germans took me prisoner and it was necessary for the Italian Partisans to come to the rescue. From beginning to end, about seven weeks elapsed in this episode which started at the prison camp at Rimini, Italy.

Now the point in pointing to my unfortunate experiences in 1943, is that at no time did my thoughts ever wonder to being a casualty of war. Whereas my mother would have wrung her hands and would have gotten a preacher to help her pray, my thoughts were exclusively devoted to how am I going to get out of here. Obviously, the thought that soldiers were regularly shot occurred to me, but visions of heaven never came into my mind. My sole occupation was how do I get out of here. On no occasion did I ever ask to see a chaplain from either the United States or the German Army.

My mother would never have understood my mind set, so I can’t ever recall discussing the subject with her.

August 24, 2003


This is not where this essay originally ended. From here he uses “Aside from the well meaning inquiries about my health and longevity, it appears to me with events in Iraq, Israel and Afghanistan taking the turn they are, that death is a popular subject in the Middle East” to segue into a discussion of martyrdom and virgins in paradise. The essay stops midway through one of these thoughts, so the entire section is omitted here because it’s been discussed at length in these essays. I think he just found this sort of claim to be a special kind of absurd, perhaps due to its unique combination of sexism and specificity.

People who tease old people (or anyone, really) about Alzheimers are assholes, full stop. Not much else to say there.


In November, 1945 Winter was making its frigid appearance felt in the Mississippi Valley in the general vicinity of St. Louis. Daytime temperatures had trouble in breaking the freezing point. Night time temperatures were somewhat colder. Cold in this region of the Mississippi Valley is made somewhat worse by the presence of high humidity. So on November 8, 1945, a very cold and rainy day, it came my turn to present myself to the United States Army discharge center at Scott Field Army Air Force Base near Belleville, Illinois. My last assignment had been at Greenwood, Mississippi where we had been sent to prepare for the projected invasion of Japan. When Japan surrendered, this was a fortunate turn of events for me because it left me in the Continental United States as opposed to being on a foreign assignment. Being in the U. S. was a major step in getting out of the Army. My friend Harry Livermore, was on the Aircraft Carrier Ticonderoga in the Pacific Ocean. He had to wait for January, 1946 to get out of the Navy. The Army brass desperately wanted all of us to re-enlist in the Army Air Force. There was a reason for wanting us to stay in the Army, and it had nothing to do with patriotism. Simply put, if all the enlisted men elected to be discharged and go home to civilian life, there would be no troops for Captains, Majors, Colonels and Generals to command and such Army brass would be out of work.

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  • Consider the shoe clerk, for example, who served part time in the National Guard before the war. Enlistment in the National Guard caused the shoe clerk or the plumber’s helper or the filling station attendant to earn perhaps $20 or $30 extra each month. As we were in the grip of the Depression from 1928 to the start of 1942, that extra income was a major help to low wage earners. This money was earned by attending meetings which took place every two weeks. After 20 years, the National Guard also provided a pension. NIKE AIR MAX ZERO QS In the Summer, National Guard troops were called up for two weeks of marching and gunnery practice. Air Max Zero Mujer New Balance 446 mujer In Missouri, for example, the National Guard went to the cool waters of Wisconsin Dells, Wisconsin for the two week summer encampment. Many Guardsmen were allowed to bring their families along so the mid-Summer drills really became a vacation which many National Guardsmen could not have afforded without the Summer drills. So for many men, the National Guard was a good deal that offered extra money, a pension, and a trip to Wisconsin in July or August. After December 7, 1941 when National Guard troops were federalized, many of the Guard troops walked into a rapidly expanding U. S. Army that had all kinds of officer vacancies to fill. The Guard troops often had first pickings and many of them wound up as Captains or Majors or even as Colonels with hundred of troops to command. Now the former shoe clerk or plumber’s helpers were in a position to give orders. They no longer had to worry about whether their shoes made customer’s bunions feel better or whether that pesky leak in the kitchen was fixed. They were now giving orders. At the end of hostilities, the shoe clerks and the plumber’s helpers certainly wanted to avoid going back to their former lines of work. So the solution was to get men to re-enlist so that they could continue to be powerful Army officers. There was a mousy fellow who worked for AT&T and who had enlisted in the National Guard in the 1930’s. new balance md 1500 homme When war broke out, this fellow had never risen to the lowest level of management. This man was federalized and by the end of the war he was a Brigadier General in the Army. AT&T took him back at the lowest level of management to avoid the embarrassment of a Brigadier General now relegated to a job of very modest importance. It must be clear by now that many returning officers looked with dread toward returning to their former occupations. As soon as it became clear that the war was over, enlisted men such as myself were called to individual and group meetings on Army bases where the intention was to persuade us to re-enlist. Rutgers Scarlet Knights Failing that, the next objective was to get people to enlist in the Army Reserves. If that failed, the officers were to insist that the enlisted men at least enroll in the National Guard. Most of the men at the Greenwood, Mississippi base where I was, were veterans of three years or more in the Army and nearly everyone had served substantial tours overseas. Under the point system announced after heavy pressure from wives and mothers on Congress, this meant that most of us in Greenwood had more than enough points to be discharged immediately. Medals and awards also counted.

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We were instructed to wear our uniforms and overcoats which was agreeable because it was cold. At 8AM on November 8, 1945, the harangue at Scott Field started all over about re-enlistment or joining the Reserves or the National Guard. This went on into the afternoon and it only made me more determined to kiss the Army life goodbye. nike tn After a particularly unpleasant meeting with a Sergeant, I was moved to say, “Sergeant, screw you.” That is the sanitized version of what I said, but my meaning was quite clear. Late in the afternoon, the Army considered me a hopeless case and finally proceeded to process me for discharge. They announced that my overcoat had to be returned and that the Army would replace it with a rubberized slicker. Nike Air Max 90 Donna Not very warm on a November evening, but what the hell, I was finally getting out. The overcoat return was fine with me as my plans for civilian dress did not include an overcoat with brass buttons. Near the end of this very long day, say around 6:30PM, a seamstress appeared to take my jacket. She quickly explained that she had no plans to confiscate it; she simply wanted to sew a Ruptured Duck above the right breast pocket. This signified that the wearer was an honorably discharged soldier. That jacket has hung in various closets of my homes for pretty close to 58 years and the Ruptured Duck is still in good shape. (see Attachment 1) Actually, the insignia is an eagle stepping through a wreath. Irreverent G.I.’s always referred to that insignia by no other name than the Ruptured Duck. If you ever have reason to ask about that insignia, kindly refer to it as the Ruptured Duck because if you use any other name, particularly to an old G.I., your question will probably not be answered. Shortly before a Colonel bade us farewell, he presented each of us with a metal lapel pin for our civilian clothes. (see Attachment 2) It was the Ruptured Duck rendered in some metal that looked like gold. Every discharged soldier got the lapel pin. Canotte New York Knicks To my best recollection, I rarely, if ever, saw it worn. My former G. I. luncheon companions were Lloyd Rockamann, Gordon Gintz, Tom Laflin, Ralph Rauscher and one or two others. None of us ever wore the pin in our lapels and if we referred to it, it was done in a mocking laughing sort of way. In any case, I have been unable to locate my Ruptured Duck lapel pin for several decades. All of that brings me to the flags that every male member of the Bush Administration wears in the left lapel of his suit. I have nothing against the flag, but there is something unseemly about it becoming part of the civilian uniform. My reaction to this blatant display of the flag is that if the flag wearer is so moved by patriotism, perhaps he ought to join the Armed Forces. When it is said I have nothing against the flag, it should be acknowledged that I very much like flags. In our front coat closet are flags from perhaps 10 – 12 nations which we sometimes affix to holders under all the front windows. Until the lapel pin wearing came into vogue, I was the most exuberant displayer of flags in this neighborhood. There is also a United States flag and an Irish flag on seven foot poles which flank the bookcases in our family room. Millions of Americans, males and females, are patriotic citizens. Millions of us served in the Armed Forces during war time. Terrell Suggs Ravens Jerseys Very few of us are now flag-wavers. When Bush who reminds us that he is the Commander-in-Chief, had his chance to be a hero, he punted and fled to the Texas National Guard and never served a day in the Vietnam War. Cheney applied for and got five deferments during that same conflict, so he missed his chance to sing “Hurray for the Red, White and Blue.” In all of Bush’s cabinet, as far as I can tell, only Colin Powell ever served his country, but every member sports a flag in his left lapel to make certain that shirking is not in the vocabulary of this Administration. And to think that all of my colleagues from World War II , most of them combat veterans, declined to wear the Ruptured Duck emblem largely because it might say to other people that the discharged vet is somehow better than anyone else. It is sort of like a woman flashing a $900 Coco Chanel handbag while squeezing potatoes at the local greengrocers market. Most veterans of WWII did not want to call attention to themselves. When a neighbor of mine in New Jersey persisted in wearing his Army officer shirts on Saturdays after the war, it was widely frowned upon by the veterans among us. Most of us preferred to stay below the radar. To be generous about the people around Bush, perhaps it might be that our fearless Commander-in-Chief may not be known to other presidents and major political figures abroad. Perhaps he wears the flag in his lapel to give people a hint that he is the President and Commander of all of American Armed Forces. If that is true, then it would seem proper that Jacques Chirac ought to have his administration wear the Tri-colour. And Tony Blair, whom even members of his own Labor party call Bush’s lap dog, might dress his administration in the Union Jack. Because all three countries share the red, white and blue colors, seeing those three leaders together would be a full fledged riot in color. But Chirac and Blair do not make a show of their patriotism. In that respect, perhaps they are much like the WWII vets who had no desire to show anyone up. In Bush’s case, it may be that young George is covering up a large deficiency in his makeup. As I said earlier, when he had a chance to perform in a war, he punted. Fjällräven Kånken Salu It may be that when he wears his lapel pin, his confidence receives a boost. I suppose that all this lapel pin wearing is why psychiatrists are in business. Aside from the lapel pin flags, it is now obvious that when Bush makes a speech he stands in front of a flag draped scene. As an example, when Dan Rather got his interview with Saddam Hussein, it was broadcast at 9PM on Wednesday, February 26, 2003, in the regular time slot for “60 Minutes II.” Bush’s people insisted that they ought to provide dissent from Hussein’s responses, presumably by making Rather stop the tape whenever the Bush people wanted to dispute a point. CBS told the Bush Administration to get lost.

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    Charlie Brown died this week. Death came Charlie’s way on November 12, 2003. Canotte Chicago Bulls He was 82 years of age. In proper terms, Charlie was Charles Lee Brown, the former Chairman of the American Telephone and Telegraph Company. Charlie worked for AT&T and its Bell System companies from 1946 until his retirement in 1986, a forty year span of years. In 1976, Charlie became the President of AT&T with his chairmanship starting in 1979. As things worked out, I came to know several high level executives including chairmen in the telecommunications industry. But it was my good fortune to know Charlie long before he ascended to the top Bell System job at AT&T. Charlie Brown was the same sort of person in the chairmanship as he was when he was working out in the vineyards of the Bell System. His brain power was unmatched. His affability shielded a steely part of his character which people knew about when he was confronted by untruths or intentional misleading statements. In the late 1950’s, AT&T called me in to New York to work in labor relations for the Long Lines Department. nike air max homme pas cher As the name implies, Long Lines had to do with long distance and international telephone calls. During those years, the AT&T relationship with the Communications Workers of America was something other than a warm one. One cause of the friction was an autocratic, do-as-I-say martinet who ran the Long Lines Department. What flowed from that antagonistic attitude was many grievances and threats of work stoppages. On the union side, intra-union rivalries led to less than stable relations with AT&T, the employer. I suppose one of the reasons for my transfer to New York, had to do with my stint as a local officer and as a national negotiator for CWA from 1945 to 1951. When I arrived in New York, the two sides were locked into one-year contracts which meant that bargaining a new contract was an annual occurrence. There was no real desire to write longer term contracts. It was in the labor job that Charlie and I got to know each other well. At the time, he was the Assistant to the General Manager for the Central Area of Long Lines with headquarters’ offices in Cincinnati. When bargaining time rolled around, each of the three Assistants to General Managers from the Areas were brought in to New York to serve with me on the AT&T bargaining committee. There was Al Goebel from White Plains, New York who was a World War II B-20 pilot in the Pacific. From Kansas City came Henry Joyner who taught me a great bit with his Southern charm. Henry was the author of the remark about a grossly disappointed fellow saying, “Don’t you know that he was sorer than a boiled owl.” And then there was Charlie Brown from Cincinnati. It was my pleasure to know all of these men quite well. Charlie’s presentations in bargaining were always cogent and his debate with Union representatives was always friendly and convincing. He made his points without putting down the union advocate. It was a delight to work with Charlie. Air Jordan 4 Uomo During bargaining, there were long periods of preparation and correcting minutes of the previous day, which take place outside the bargaining room. Scarpe Nike Store Then there are the inevitable delays caused by the intrusion of other pressing labor problems. So in substance, those of us on the bargaining team spent 10 to 12 hours a day in each others’ company. Some days were longer. On one occasion, I commented that one presentation by a union representative had a number of split infinitives in it. It was a throw away remark. Charlie Brown asked me to tell him why split infinitives were against the rule. About all I could say was that my English teachers in Missouri were opposed to them and that Time Magazine abhorred them. That was not good enough for old Charlie. Would the Republic cease to exist if split infinitives became the rule of the day? I countered by saying that the Clayton, Missouri English teachers, who were all spinsters, were against them. I too would oppose that evil and wicked influence. This good natured badgering went on for quite a while with old Charlie standing on the side of freedom to use split infinitives wherever it seemed appropriate. During one year of bargaining, Charlie sat directly opposite a woman from Philadelphia. In those days, the union leadership in Philadelphia was quite openly anti-company. If the company proposed something, the Philadelphia local would automatically reject it. The women in the Traffic Department in Philadelphia actually undertook a campaign to drive their manager, John Hardy, to quit or to seek medical help. The woman who sat opposite from Charlie was from Philadelphia Traffic. She was one of two people representing all Long Lines telephone operators. This union representative was not a particularly likeable person. From my perspective, she was a difficult person without a saving sense of humor. There was no charm about her at all. Charlie sat next to me. If I wanted to see what Charlie was writing, it would have been easy for me to see. While I had no real interest in Charlie’s notes, the female union representative who sat across from Charlie had a consuming interest in what emerged from Mr. Brown’s pen. For several days, when we broke for lunch or for dinner, Charlie would tell me that his opposite union member was trying to read what he had written. When we resumed negotiations, she would be at it again. It was easy for me to see that her eyes were trained on whatever Charlie was writing. Why she did this is unknown to me as none of us would ever write down any secret strategy and bring it into the negotiating room. After several days of having his notes read, Charlie printed an effective message. It was in big, block letters. It read, “CAN YOU READ THIS UPSIDEDOWN?” The Philadelphia note reader was probably surprised by the large block printing, and if I read her reaction correctly, she would have greatly preferred that the word “UPSIDE” be separated from “DOWN”, the final word. Fjallraven Kanken 20L A ten letter word makes it difficult for note decipherers to read quickly and discreetly. In any case, after she read and digested Charlie’s note, the Philadelphia translator of Charlie’s notes blushed and appeared quite flustered. Nike Air Max 2017 Heren grijs For the rest of that bargaining, she made elaborate gestures to tell everyone that she was reading her own notes, not Charlie Brown’s. I was critical of Charlie because the final word “DOWN” did not have a space before it which caused his translator a great deal of difficulty. Time Magazine and the spinster teachers at Clayton High School would have split those two words. I told Charlie that this transgression was about as bad as his antediluvian views on split infinitives. All of this happened sometime in the 1950’s. I thought no more about those events at all until, unexpectedly, I had the pleasure of introducing Charlie in February, 1984. nike air max vente That was the occasion of the retirement of Dick Nichols, the Vice President of the Overseas Department. Charlie and Dick came into the business together in 1946. Canotte Utah Jazz Charlie and Ann Lee, his wife, happened to be in Northern New Jersey that evening and dropped by to bid farewell to Dick Nichols. nike internationalist donna A few minutes before the proceedings for Dick’s retirement were to start, I looked up and saw Charlie. nike air max 2017 mujer This was my first inkling that he was present. He said he was pressed for time, but that he wanted to say a few words in behalf of Dick Nichols. We had a very pleasant conversation and I told Charlie that, with me being the Master of Ceremonies, I would introduce him early in the proceedings so that he could be on his way. I had no notes of any kind, of course, but as we parted, I told Charlie that the proceedings I had in mind would not be marked by great reverence. Womens Air Jordan 5 It was my thought that if Charlie wanted to have no part of the irreverence about to unfold, he would say so. nike air maxschoenen As I knew he would, in reference to the irreverence of the occasion, Charlie said simply, “To bring it on.” Many of the people in the audience of about 500 people knew nothing about Charlie Brown. It was clear that many people would have expected the Chairman of the great AT&T Corporation to be a stuffy sort of person. As the MC, it was my job to disabuse them of any such notion. So I set out to tell the audience what sort of fellow Charlie was. In the process of Charlie’s introduction, the split infinitives story and the Philadelphia woman who read Charlie’s notes were recounted. I described the note pilferer as probably the most beautiful creature since Lillie Langtry or Marilyn Monroe. The audience was told how it pained me deeply to see this poor, frail, innocent creature brought down to earth by Charlie’s sign, “Can you read this upsidedown?” What Charlie and I knew, was that the female who read his notes was mean, arrogant, and weighed about 180 pounds. But that is absolutely no reason whatsoever to let little facts like this disrupt an epic tale. By this time, the laughter in the audience was pretty strong and the audience wanted to see what this Chairman of the Board had to say about me. It took no time to find out as Charlie pointed to my perceived failings in great detail. The audience was close to rolling in the aisles as he spoke. When Charlie finished his remarks, he observed that, “You are going to have a wonderful evening tonight, if Carr doesn’t screw it up.” My objective was achieved. Womens Air Jordan 4 The audience saw a happy Charlie Brown who could relate to them. Charlie’s performance, obviously without notes, was a tour de force. In spite of the slings and arrows aimed at me, the evening was a huge success which was set up by Charlie’s appearance. Unfortunately, that dinner in February, 1984, was the last time I ever had the pleasure to shake Charlie’s hand. In September, 1984, I took early retirement and left the business after 42 years. But before I left, say around June 1984, we had an opportunity to work together again. There was an Italian restaurateur in the Capital Hill district in Washington, D.C. Unfortunately, his name and the name of his restaurant have long since escaped me. In any event, he longed to be a major player in advertising and in international telecommunications. To that end, he had purchased a share of an advertising agency, probably in Rome. Fjallraven Kanken Baratas And he had acquired an interest in ITALTEL, which was spun off by our long term correspondent in Italy, called ITALCABLE. In the AT&T Company, we had nothing to do with ITALTEL, which was only vaguely related to our correspondent, ITALCABLE. The long and the short of it is that around February, 1984, the owner of the Washington restaurant who wanted to be a major player in advertising and in international telecommunications called me to place some demands on me. Finding me was an easy thing to do as the Italians knew who I was and advertising agency people in this country knew me very well. Gonzaga Bulldogs At the time, AT&T had enjoyed a 75 year relationship with the N. W. Ayer advertising organization in New York. The picture attached is the celebration given by N.

  • W. Ayer to mark this long association. It came from Howard Davis, Vice President of Ayer. When the Washington entrepreneur called, there was no incentive for AT&T to take advertising work away from N. W. Ayer and give it to his agency. He should have paid more attention to his calamari sauce and stayed out of unfamiliar occupations. This Washington fellow called me a few times and demanded to know when we would give advertising work to his agency so that calling to Italy would increase to his benefit in his new venture with ITALTEL. These were not friendly calls, at all. They were demands. I wanted to know a little more about his restaurant in Washington. For nearly four years, my occupation was as a lobbyist working out of the AT&T Washington office. It was located on “K” Street in the heart of the capital lobbying district. As a lobbyist, it was required that figures in government and in other influential businesses be entertained, mainly at lunches and dinners. The restaurant under discussion had never come to my attention, in spite of the fact that my tastes lean heavily to the Italian cuisine. So some of my old friends in the Washington office were called with my request that they visit the restaurant owned by the caller who was making demands on me and on AT&T.

  • Nike Air Max Pas Cher Their report was discouraging. In the first place, his restaurant was located away from the hotels and restaurants on Connecticut Avenue, in an area that was described as heading toward a high crime rating. One of my male friends who visited the place reported that he was uncomfortable with all the male hangers- on gathered around the bar. And finally, my reports said the food ranged from barely acceptable to not acceptable at all. It seemed to me that the Washington caller represented elements that had no place with the AT&T Corporation. So not long after in the next call from Washington, I told the caller we would not have any business to give him. I did not tell him to go to hell, but my polite, business language could be read in no other way. As the Washington demand caller started to end the conversation, he told me that my actions “would have consequences.” I thought those were throw away lines after the Washington caller had finished his business with me. Having heard nothing from our caller in Washington for about a month or more, the demands he made were largely put out of my mind. One day in May or June of 1984, my phone rang with Charlie Brown on the line. Charlie came directly to me, ignoring all the Vice Presidential brass hovering above me. His first words were, “Ed, why is Al d’Amato pissed off at you?” Of course, I was temporarily taken aback, but then I told Charlie something like, “If you mean the Senator who sang ‘Old McDonald had a farm’ on the Senate floor during a filibuster, I have never had the opportunity to meet him.” So I had no idea why he was angry with me. The long and the short of it is that the Washington caller who told me that there would be consequences, had told the Senator from New York, Al D’Amato, that he was being mistreated by an AT&T employee. Namely me. D’Amato knew exactly what to do. He called Charlie Brown to have Charlie straighten me out. After the first exchanges, it was possible for me to explain to Charlie what had happened. I told him that I had told the demander from Washington that the answer was “no.” That must have offended the Washington restaurant owner, so I suppose he unloaded on Senator D’Amato. In our discussion, Charlie made it clear that he had a tricky job to deal with an important figure in the Senate from New York. There were one or two more calls from Charlie in June. In the end, D’Amato was told the answer was “no.” I never had any doubt that Charlie would back me up even if an important Senator from New York was angry with me. Those conversations were the last I ever had with my friend, Charlie. Charlie had a long and a distinguished career. I am glad that he was my friend. There was no disguising the fact that he had a monumental intellect, but on no occasion have I ever seen Charlie use that intellect to put someone down. He had, as I have said, a steely resolve in his character, but on no occasion had anyone ever seen that steely resolve be used to bully anyone. It was not in Charlie’s character to threaten or brow-beat anyone when he was the Chairman of AT&T. The sum and the substance of this matter is that Charlie Brown was a gentleman’s gentleman. I can think of no higher praise than that. Air Jordan XX8 Retro
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    Being born in the American Mid-west, my native tongue is English spoken in broad, flat tones without regional accents. My English is not of the hard Boston variety, nor does it reflect the softer tones of Southern speech. Thus, the title of this essay in Mid-western speech would read, Tony Blair, Ed Carr and War, with the final R’s not being silent or elided. Now I know full well that my use of the final R’s in English speech marks me as a peasant in the eyes of certain upper class Brits who are the Honorable Queen Elizabeth’s subjects. If history is a respectable guide, we fought a WAH back in 1776 to throw off the rule of upper class Brits. Now we have a fairly bright British Prime Minister who is widely called George Bush’s lapdog and who is known in upper class circles as Tony BLAH. Unfortunately, this old essayist has no claim to academic excellence gained by attending an English college such as Oxford. As a matter of fact, I never was influenced by a college anywhere because I did not attend one. My schooling in Missouri, which I believe was first rate, demanded and encouraged me to sound out the words giving value to each of its letters. If the word had the letter “R,” it would be appropriately recognized and pronounced. So I am aghast at upper class Brits who drop the final “R” in Tony’s name, and in my family name and in the name of the projected hostilities with Iraq. But among the-nose-in-the-air Britons, there is an equally disturbing habit of dropping vowels on the tail end of words to make them sound elegant, I suppose. Much is being made of MILITARY planning and preparations these days.

  • According to some television commentators and high flown English politicians, we should know that when the British Army sets about preparing itself for WAH, it is making MILITRY preparations. My limited education said that MILITARY has four syllables and my dictionary – woops, that’s another failure right there! That should read DICTIONRY, which I should have known. nike air max pas cher George Bush has made a few speeches about defending American territory from invading Iraq troops. Bush likes to paint himself as a Texan, which he is not, but in view of his love affair with Tony Blah, he should be defending American territry including his adopted Texas accent. Of course, if Bush and Tony Blah don’t pull off their wah which they say has been forced on them by that well known villain Saddam Hussein, perhaps a lot of American and British soldiers will wind up in the graveyard, otherwise known as the CEMETRY. Do the upper class Brits have any plans to return the elided vowels from the end of words like the ones discussed in this piece? If they have any plans to return them to general use, I have heard nothing of it. All that leads me to a reporter-commentator who works for CNN and who uses the name of Christiane Amanpour. South Florida Bulls Her accent is so upper class British, even though one of her parents came from Iran, that I am always a half sentence behind her. She dazzles me with Blah making militry plans to defend our territry so we can all stay out of the cemetry. Very quickly I am lost when she makes her TV reports. Ordinary English men and women don’t speak as Madame Amanpour speaks. For quite a while during World Wah II, it was my fortune to work with English troops and the British Royal Air Force. adidas ultra boost I can’t recall any problems in dealing with them face-to-face or over aircraft radios. But they spoke standard English and there were few if any questions. But those Tommies and the flyers with the RAF were several steps removed – below – the elevated upper class roots of Christiane Amanpour. If one of her kind was directing AH (air) operations, perhaps the conflict would still be going on. Before I leave the elevated atmosphere of upper class British speech, I should also ask our British allies what the hell ever happened to the letter “R” in the middle of a word. When a broadcast comes from London, there often is a reference to TUHKEY and there is also great concern about a race called the KUHDS. They even refer to BUHDS flying about. By the end of the broadcast, I can say that it is my belief that the upscale British announcers are talking about Turkey, the Kurds and birds. I am at a loss to explain to you why Bush’s fast friends in England go with a 25 letter alphabet. I suppose that’s why they are upper class and the rest of us are peasants. This essay closes with a reference to Time Magazine which used to publish a tribute to the Irish which always appeared in the edition closest to St. Patrick’s Day. It was written by T. E. Kelem in a review of Brendan Behan’s “Borstal Boy.” “The English language brings out the best in the Irish. They court it like a beautiful woman. They make it bray with donkey laughter. They hurl it at the sky like a paint pot full of rainbows, and then make it chant a dirge for man’s fate and man’s follies that is as mournful as misty spring rain crying over the fallow earth. Rarely has a people paid the lavish complement and taken the subtle revenge of turning its oppressor’s speech into sorcery.” As an American of Irish ancestry, I looked forward to Kellem’s annual tribute which was to me a wonderful piece of writing as well as a welcome to Spring. It makes the upper class British attempts to bastardize the English language by dropping vowels and final “R’s” an exercise in crass juvenility. My Donegal ancestors would roll in the aisles if they were told that my name is now Cah and that we are now preparing for another wah to be co-authored by Bush’s sometime pal, Tony Blah. Rule, Brittania! Brittania rule the waves! Britons nevah, nevah will be slaves. nike air max 1 ultra moire camo (Slight apologies to James Thomson, 1700-1748, from his play “Alfred”, Act II, Scene 5. Thomson was an Englishman.) DONEGAL THOUGHTS Several years ago, my medical moguls had me placed in the Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in New York City for nearly two weeks. I think they were trying to remove the carnality from my heart. From the name of the hospital, it might be assumed that the hospital would be a bastion of Protestant culture and devotion. That was not the case at all, if one were to judge by the nurses who attended to my needs. Most were from Ireland with many coming from County Donegal. It must be assumed that they were Catholics, not Protestants at all. They soon recognized that my surname came from that part of Northwest Ireland occupied by County Donegal. I had been told by John Walsh, the Director of the Irish-American Institute, that Carr is a common Donegal name. It is also spelled as Kerr, but Kerr and Carr are pronounced much the same. One or two of the nurses saw me exercising in the halls and said they had an ancient saying to recite to me. The little saying goes something like this:

    Donegal, Donegal, Where the people eat the praties (potatoes), Skins and all!

    I told them that the Donegal poem or saying was light years ahead of any English poetry that had ever been read to me. That made all of us feel better. My experience with the Irish nurses at the Presbyterian hospital is recited because it brings up another friendship with another Donegal fellow who seems intent on retiring from the U. S. Postal Service soon. His name is Tom Kerr. Our surnames are spelled differently, but as I said, are pronounced in the same way. I got to know Tom a few years ago in the Short Hills, New Jersey Post Office where he works. Before I knew Tom, I often dealt with Jim McBride on postal matters. As my good Irish girl friend from Chicago, Ann Hincks, would say, Jim McBride was “one of the boys from home.” As I got to know Tom Kerr, it became clear that he was a County Donegal man so we had much to talk about. Tom does his job with a good sense of humor, which is to be expected of any Irishman. When we converse, it is quiet conversation without histrionics. In short, it is the conversation of two friends of Irish-American citizenry who trace the roots of our families to their ancestry in County Donegal where the praties are eaten, skins and all! Shortly before Christmas 2002, I happened to be in the Post Office with my wife Judy Chicka. While Judy was finishing her transaction with George Dlugos, a colleague of Tom Kerr and a good guy, I wandered over to a spot a few feet away from Tom. At that time, in a louder than usual voice, I said, “Mr. Kerr, I’ve got one thing to say to you.” George looked up from his dealings with my wife fearing, I suppose, that a dispute or a fight would take place. Instantly, Tom Kerr said in stentorian tones to me, “Mr. Carr. I also have one thing to say to you.” By this time, I suppose other people were quite sure that a dispute was about to happen. When Tom finished his statement, both of us said in unison, “Merry Christmas” and shook hands. No disputes; no fights; just two old Irish guys wishing each other Merry Christmas. New Balance 998 damskie If Bush and Saddam Hussein were Irish, maybe the world would be a more peaceful place and there would be more laughter and enjoyment. adidas tubular rouge We can’t close this essay without a reference to Irish poetry which is an integral part of Irish culture. The English who imposed their will on Ireland for hundreds of years, never understood the Irish. Even today, the Northern Irish question demands Tony Blair’s attention as he tries to serve George Bush with respect to Iraq. One of the conservative or reactionary English authors, tried to capture the English sentiment about the Irish in his “Ballad of the White Horse.” The writer was Gilbert Keith Chesterton, 1874-1936. He wrote:

    “For the great Gaels of Ireland Are the men that God made mad, For all their wars are merry, And all their songs are sad.”

    Lord Chesterton was nuts and that is a charitable assessment. He says, for example, that all our songs are sad. That is not true about a Doctor Johnson and his motor car. During Ireland’s War for Independence which finally produced a treaty in 1922, the Irish Republican Army had very little compunction about commandeering someone’s car for their use. In this case, it happened to a Protestant doctor, Doctor Johnson, an English sympathizer, who was not a popular figure with the Irish Republican Army (IRA). The fourth verse of the song about taking Doctor Johnson’s car away goes like this:

    “What will my loyal brethren think When they hear the news, My car has been commandeered By the Rebels (IRA) at Dunluce.” “We’ll give you a receipt for it, All signed by Captain Barr, And when Ireland gets her freedom, boy, You’ll get your motor car.”

    The honorable Lord Chesterton may think “Johnson’s Motor Car” is a sad song, but most Irish people think it is funny, pleasant and entirely merry. So much for Lord Chesterton. Now for a man contemplating retirement, it is to be hoped that there will be plenty to eat. On the other hand, there is a Gaelic saying:

    “When the food is scarce And you see the hearse, Then you will know, You died of hunger.”

    Another Gaelic piece of wisdom goes like this:

    “Outside the dog Books are man’s best friend. Inside the dog, It’s too dark to read anyhow.” (see attached translation)

    I suspect that Lord Chesterton would not be amused by such use of the English language. But Tom Kerr might understand Gaelic wit better than the Lord who says all our songs are sad. Finally, all that brings me to a thought about Tom Kerr’s retirement. And that calls for a contribution from one of the great Irish poets, William Butler Yeats, 1856-1939. Yeats was born in England but elected to live his life in Ireland. In his “The Municipal Gallery Revisited,” he has a comment about friendship. The final words in the seventh stanza of that poem say:

    “Think where man’s glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I had such friends.”

    And so as my name sake Tom takes his leave from the United States Postal Service, I believe it fair to say that his many friends, his glory, as Yeats says, wish him well. And as for me, I hope Tom’s future is filled with merry songs, regardless of what Lord Chesterton had to say. new balance buty E. E. CARR March 7, 2003 ~~~ Maybe, right before an Englishman with an upper-class accent passes away, he lets loose a giant “ARRRRRRRR” sound like a pirate to catch up on a lifetime of Rs withheld. I’m glad I got to visit Donegal when my family went to Ireland last year to scatter Pop’s ashes. Incredibly friendly people and beautiful scenery.


    ST. LOUIS BLUES This is a small St. Louis story which comes from a news release from Washington. nike tn requin pas cher In 1764, Pierre Laclede and Auguste Chouteau, French explorers and fur traders, established a town on the west bank of the Mississippi River and named it after one of the French monarchs, Louis XV. You will be surprised to know the name of the town is St. Louis as in the St. Louis Blues. By the year 1800, German immigrants began to come to St. Louis and they quickly outnumbered the French. By 1900 or thereabouts, the town was considered German and in large measure, remains that to this day, particularly when the environs are considered. Germans had to have their beer gardens and the major one of them was run by a man called Chris Von Der Ahe. Scarpe Adidas Online To promote his beer garden, Chris established a professional baseball club around the year 1884 which he called the St. nike free 3.0 v4 blau Louis Browns. The nickname of the Browns came from the uniforms that Von Der Ahe’s employees wore in his elaborate beer garden. The Browns played in the American League, the so called “Junior circuit” with the National League being the “Senior circuit.” Over the years, the Browns passed to the Ball and DeWitt families after Chris Von Der Ahe died. LUNAREPIC FLYKNIT In 1922, they came within one game of winning the American League pennant, but in those years, there was no “Wild Card Team,” so the Browns simply went home after the season. From that point on, their efforts for the next 20 years were met with no success at all. nike requin tn pas cher In large measure, baseball people more or less felt sorry for the Browns. While the Browns were basically failures at professional baseball, two other St. Louis industries were meeting with great success from the 1890’s to 1950 or 1955. First was the beer brewing business and second was the shoe industry. After the war, we were very lucky to rent a flat on Wyoming Avenue in South St. Louis. The aroma of beer and yeast were in the air at all times as that flat was with walking distance of three breweries. There was Alpen Brau Brewery, the Greideick Brothers Brewery, and the Falstaff Brewery. In the end, the Budweiser brewery took over all the other plants in St. asics meskie do biegania Louis, including the three within smelling distance of our flat on Wyoming Avenue. Shoes were also a big success in St. Louis. There was the Endicott Johnson company and the International Company with their Buster Brown shoes for youngsters leading the way in sales all across the United States. My sister had a secretary’s job at Endicott Johnson and it seemed in 1938 to offer life time employment. And so there was the little poem about the breweries, the shoe companies and the Browns. It went –

    First in booze, First in shoes, And last in the American League.

    St. Louis, I believe, now has only the giant Budweiser plant in South St. Louis. The shoe companies have long since gone. And the Browns, in a shameful deal, were sold to some outsiders in 1953 and are now the Baltimore Orioles. So no more booze or shoes or the American League. Ah, but St. Louisans should take heart. An announcement last month from law enforcement authorities in Washington has named St. Louis as the “most crime ridden city in the country.” Think of that! It’s not last in the American League or any other league any more. St. Louis actually leads the league. Think of that! Can you imagine how this makes the authorities in Newark or Chicago’s South Side or Brownsville, Texas feel as they see the mantle of leadership go to St. Louis? The same feelings of dejection must also be felt in Los Angeles and New Orleans. It is quite plausible that St. Louis ought to be the most crime ridden city on the North American continent. If that is true, the St. Louisans would have to beat Tijuana, Ciudad Juarez and Mexico City, but I am quite confident that my old home town can easily handle these Mexican upstarts. I am an old man and for decades I have been burdened with the thought that St. Louis was last in the American League.

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    Thanks to W. C. Handy LUCKY TO SPEAK ENGLISH Once in awhile, if you stick around long enough, you may get lucky. For example, when the stock market was booming, AT&T spun off Lucent in 1996. That was sort of a lucky gift. Javier Baez Authentic Jersey As were Lucent’s two for one stock splits in April, 1998 and January, 1999. All those new shares started off at $29 and grew over time to somewhere around $60. So it is quite clear that many of us were very lucky to receive these gifts from a never ending boom in the stock market. It doesn’t help my premise that Lucent not long ago seemed headed for a rate of less than one dollar per share. It has picked up recently, being traded at about $1.50. But that is a diversion. I am just going to concentrate on being given Lucent shares as a lucky gift. Aside from personal luck, countries can be lucky also. Before World War II, the international language – lingua franca – was French. Many European countries spoke French as a second language. The Russians and the Poles regarded French as the language of sophisticated citizens. It was widely spoken in other European countries including Scandinavia. But then came World War II. South Carolina Gamecocks English started to replace French. In any case, the possessions of the British Empire made English the language of choice in India, Hong Kong, Nepal, Egypt, East and West Africa and many other countries. Under Armour Curry 6 There are some cases in Nepal or in Ghana or Nigeria where English is used often to the exclusion of the native tongue because the language of the country is not adaptable to the commercial needs of the post World War II world. And there are many cases where the natives of one part of the country are unable to speak to their countrymen from other sections of the country, so speaking English is the solution. In the early 1970’s when I took up duties of dealing with all the communications companies around the world, there were a few countries where we required a translator. One of the first lessons we learned was not to ask the American Embassy in such a country to recommend a translator. Uniformly, they offered someone from the Embassy staff who very often tried to take over the negotiations with the foreign telecommunication company. In a high percentage of the cases, someone from the foreign administration spoke English and translated for the rest of the delegation. In most cases, the English speaker was the head of the foreign delegation. This was the case in many of the Arab countries with whom we negotiated. As a general rule in Arab countries, a government official was responsible for telecommunications policy because such policy was a government rather than a private function. On one occasion in Algeria, the leader of the Algerian delegation was a cabinet minister in that country. His native tongue was Arabic. Our meeting took place shortly after Algeria had successfully worked to gain the release of the American hostages who had been held for many months in an Iranian prison. When I spoke at the outset of the meeting, I thanked the minister for Algeria’s efforts on behalf of the American prisoners. His reply was simple and straightforward. He said, “It was our duty. We were glad to be of help.” I was deeply impressed by his thought that it was a matter of duty to the Algerian government. One place we never had trouble was in the Scandinavian counties. In meetings, the Swedes, Danes, Norwegians and Finns kept us on our toes with their responses. In Sweden and Denmark particularly, our counterparts felt free to joke with us in English. My retirement from AT&T took place 18 years ago, but I am still in contact by e-mail and written correspondence with two good Swedish friends. The dialogue is in English although I have a Swedish-English dictionary around for ready reference. The point I am trying to make is that the world came to us where the English language is concerned. The Europeans, the Asians and many of the Arab countries mastered the English language. Sad to say, the Americans have not mastered theirs. That is why I said at the outset of this mini-essay that we are very lucky people. Indeed, the world came to us on the subject of language. We are very fortunate. nike tn chaussure Winston Churchill once said the United States and Great Britain were completely united, divided only by our common language. Von Miller Texas A&M Jersey If we can communicate with our French and German neighbors, and with our Arab and Asian friends, perhaps in time, if we are again lucky, we may even be able to communicate with our friends in old Blighty. Rule Brittania! Britania rules the waves. APHASIA REDUX Last November, I wrote an essay on the effects of aphasia which often follows a stroke. The idea was to list some of the effects of problems that aphasia sufferers might encounter. Nike Air Yeezy 2 As time goes on, it seems that the effects of aphasia tend to diminish. In my case, I have accommodated the thought that the effects of aphasia will be with me for the rest of my life. Rather than being distraught about that turn of events, I laugh at some of my errors in speech and it seems that the name of a person or a thing which will not come to mind at the moment, will appear effortlessly later in the day. Aside from laughter at my failings and patience in waiting for a word to show up, it helps to write essays and letters to exercise my brain, which is what the therapist at Kessler Institute for Rehabilitation ordered in the first place. Nike Air Foamposite Now here are three of my recent verbal faux pas which tell me that aphasia is hanging on in my mind. Happily, each case of misidentification became an object for laughter rather than for distress. All of them involve my wife Judy which may suggest that she enjoys the laughter as much as I do. In the first case, I meant to tell Judy that it was my intention to eat some “amazons.” The word that was missed was “almonds.” Where that monster river in South American or the on-line book seller came from is anybody’s guess. Fjallraven Kanken I long since quit trying to figure that sort of stuff out. Perhaps a neurologist or even a psychiatrist might offer an explanation, but I would say after seeing two neurologists, their explanation would be no better than mine. So save your money and come see me. Asics Pas Cher My rates are quite reasonable, but I don’t see HMO patients. A second word substitute came when Judy started to leave the car in a rain storm. With great solicitation, I asked her if she had her “envelope” with her. Obviously, my intention was to ask if she had an “umbrella.” There was no envelope to be mailed. That word intruded just as Amazon intruded in the almond incident. Then there was a case when Judy brought up one of my shirts on a hanger from the basement laundry. Judy usually contends that her hangers are not promptly returned, so as soon as she handed me the shirt, I asked her if she would like her “pliers” to be returned. Air Jordan 5 Where did “pliers” come from? I have no idea. Rather than try to figure it out, it seems better to laugh at it. Well, here are three indications of word substitutions that have absolutely nothing to do with the subject being discussed. But that is the nature of aphasia and it hangs around for a long while. By all means, don’t click your tongue and feel sorry for me. I have never felt sorrow for myself and indeed, these verbal mishaps are the subjects of fun and laughter. The question is, what will I say next? So if we are ever speaking, and I make a reference to something as foreign as Amazons, or envelopes or pliers, or whatever, please point it out to me so that we both can have a laugh. E. E. CARR March 3, 2003 ~~~ St. Louis had its title stripped by Detroit! Memphis and Oakland are also hotly contesting the title. Urban poverty can produce some pretty intense cycles of violence, and our society hasn’t found (or attempted to find?) a viable solution for that yet.


    If a writer is going to write essays, which I try to do sometimes, ideas are needed. In the beginning, these ideas usually take the form of short notes for my files. Later I may turn some of these short notes into essays. On the other hand, many of these notes will not ever become a full essay for one reason or another. That is the risk that essayists have to take. But that leaves the question about what to do with those notes that are not now envisioned as future essays. The notes seemed important at the time they were written and some still are. Perhaps the solution lies in the creation of a “Bits and Pieces” essay wherein several subjects may be addressed without there being a relationship between the subjects. When a series of comments are made about one subject, there will be an indication that it is finished and a new subject is about to be addressed. There are several notes for essays in my files which may be worth considering for the “Bits and Pieces” series. Perhaps it is possible that one of these short comments may be turned into a full essay at a later date. I hope so. And so with that sort of equivocating background, let us turn to the first of what may turn out to be an essay on “Bits and Pieces.” GORGEOUS GLORIA When it fell to me to report for work in February 1953 to the AT&T Chicago Division Traffic organization, a long time employee mentioned Gorgeous Gloria. It was not clear to me what Gorgeous Gloria was supposed to be. Before long it developed that an operator in her mid-20’s named Gloria Browne was the famous Gorgeous Gloria of all Chicagoland. When meeting Ms. Browne, it was not clear to me why she was called Gorgeous Gloria. In my humble estimation, Ms. Browne presented an acceptable or a nice appearance, but gorgeous would not ever come to my mind. Harry Livermore, the Chicago Traffic Manager and I roomed together at the Webster Hotel on the Near Northside. My belief is that Mr. Livermore joined me in my assessment of Ms. Browne’s pulchritude or lack thereof. So the obvious question became why was Ms. Browne called Gorgeous Gloria. As Brother Livermore and I soon found out, Ms. Browne bestowed the title on herself. In conversations, Ms. Browne would refer to herself not as “me” or “I,” but in the third person singular. If she were asked “Where did you buy that blouse?” she would say something like, “Gorgeous Gloria found it at Marshall Fields.” If she were asked “What are you going to eat in the cafeteria?” she may reply that, “Gorgeous Gloria is going to eat a hamburger.” When I wrote my most recent essay about the lady who responded to some questions by quoting lines from movies and the woman with the most extravagant hairdo’s in all Chicagoland, Gorgeous Gloria slipped my mind for a day or two. So Gloria Browne now becomes the first story in the “Bits and Pieces” series. That fact alone reflects great glory on Gorgeous Gloria. As far as anyone could tell, Gloria Browne was of sound mind. In the opinion of most men around the Chicago Traffic operation, Gloria vastly overvalued her attractiveness and sex appeal. But what the hell; if Gloria thought of herself as gorgeous, who is to say she is wrong? Not me! And more to the point, who else leads off the “Bits and Pieces” series? Gorgeous Gloria Browne, that’s who. If I knew where Gloria might be, I’d send her this essay and say it came from a long time admirer. She would probably say Gorgeous Gloria gets hundreds of letters like this from hundreds of secret admirers. So let us start off proceedings in the New Year of 2003, by ordering up a large bottle of expensive French champagne. I suspect that Gorgeous Gloria only drinks expensive bottles of the finest French champagne. That’s what being gorgeous is all about. ARRIBA COSTA RICA According to a Hammond Atlas, the airline distance from New York to San José, Costa Rica is about 2200 miles. Leaving the United States going southward, we come to Mexico, Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador, Nicaragua and then to Costa Rica which is just above Panama and South America. That is quite a distance for a small country with a population of perhaps less than 5,000,000 citizens. In terms of size in square miles, Costa Rica is about 2½ times the size of New Jersey, slightly larger than Denmark and slightly smaller than West Virginia. The question that comes to my mind is how does this small country produce so many hard workers? The landscaper who takes care of this property has probably 20 full time employees. Without being pushed, he says his worker from Costa Rica is clearly his best. When the house needed to be painted two or three years ago, a contractor was hired who told me that his workers would provide a first class job and do it with no delay. As it turns out, that contractor hires nothing but Costa Rican painters. Their work was excellent. Kopen Nike Air Max 2017 Goedkoop We couldn’t get them to go home because they worked till darkness set in. When they were also asked to repaint the baseboards in the kitchen, an indoor job, they jumped on it without complaint. Naturally, they worked on Saturdays. When they asked me if they could paint on a Sunday, the question astounded me. They painted till sunset occurred. All the while the painters were here scrapping and painting, they were a cheerful group of four men. In short, it was a pleasure to have the Costa Rican painters here. Previous painters were often difficult to deal with and certainly did no work on weekends. The Costa Ricans were miles ahead of American painters. One hot day when the Costa Ricans stopped for lunch, my wife Judy took them a root beer float. Unfortunately, there is no good translation for root beer float from English into Spanish. When the root beer bottle was shown to them, they quickly understood that “beer” meant “cervesa,” but why would this nice lady put ice cream in “cervesa”? Our problem was not helped at all when my Spanish dictionary showed nine definitions of “root.” None the less, the Costa Rica painters consumed the root beer floats and pronounced them “espléndido.” They brought the mugs back to the house and would have washed them if we had let them. These fellows were great emissaries for their country. When it is time to paint again, they will be invited back. Another example of Costa Rican drive is exhibited by Jenny, a young woman who cleans our house. She is dependable, likable and trustworthy. When she shows up, there is a monstrous flurry of work until she finishes some two and a half or three hours later. The alleged master of the house (me), goes out on the porch or in the back yard till Jenny is finished. Jenny’s husband drives a truck. nike air max 2016 goedkoop They are saving to buy a starter home in a good school district. It is a great pleasure to see a woman like Jenny and her husband planning for their future and future of their two boys. It’s hard work, but Costa Ricans will gladly do it. Whatever they have done to get ahead, it appears to me that they have earned it. And she is still working on her English which is improving rapidly. It is a pleasure for me to write about people earning and working their way up the ladder of success. It is a source of regret to me that the Costa Ricans’ willingness to work did not come to my attention sooner. But now that it is known to me, I say “Arriba (up, over, above) Costa Rica.” THE TICONDEROGA SURVIVOR During the Second World War, one of our adversaries was the Japanese Empire. In the vast distances of the Pacific Ocean, the Japanese Navy tried to sink our ships using submarines and airplanes as well as pounding from battleships. If my memory is correct, they named all their ships with the name “Maru” preceding a second name such as “Fury” or “Cyclone.” “Maru” means “peace” or “peaceful” according to some authoritative sources, but no one has ever identified me as an expert on naval warfare or on the Japanese language. nike kd 9 pas cher So I have relied on outside experts. Because the Japanese language was beyond my comprehension some years ago, it has been my fate to rely exclusively for more than 50 years on the services of Lieutenant Harry A. Livermore, Jr. of the United States Navy and a member of the crew of the Aircraft Carrier “Ticonderoga.” Lt. Livermore has explained the strategy for naval warfare so well, that the intricacies of war at sea are now second nature for me. The same goes for the Japanese language. During the latter stages of the war with Japan, the Japanese military authorities developed a weapon that they thought could turn the tide for them and guarantee victory. That weapon was the Kamikaze aircraft. In many respects it was no different philosophically from the suicide bombers we see today in the Mideast. The Kamikaze planes were single seat craft and were loaded with explosives and not much gas as it was to be a one way trip. Having a Kamikaze pilot return to his home base would be a dishonor of the highest order. The point of the whole Kamikaze program was to fly the Japanese craft into American ships with the intention of sinking them. Lt. Livermore has explained to me that the Kamikaze program was named by the Japanese as “Divine Wind,” just as their ships were named such things as “Peaceful Fury” or “Peaceful Cyclone.” Before the Kamikaze pilots took off on their final mission, they were anointed by Shinto priests who bestowed Emperor Hirohito’s blessings upon them. From what has been learned since the war ended, there was a waiting list to sign up for Kamikaze training. Perhaps these people must have thought that Hirohito could get them into the Japanese equivalent of Paradise. Without having contact with the spiritual world, their fate is completely unknown to me. Their fate may be known to Lt. GS Air Jordan 5 Livermore, however, but he has been very close mouthed about this question. Nike Air Max 2017 Homme The aircraft carrier Ticonderoga was in the far reaches of the Pacific shooting down Japanese airplanes and trying to sink their ships. Unfortunately, on January 21, 1945, off Formosa (now Taiwan), two Kamikaze fighters flew through withering fire from the Ticonderoga and hit it. There was a massive hole in the flight deck and many sailors lost their lives from that attack. As I have said in some of my essays, war is not a game. People get hurt and some of them die. And most of the dying is done by young men with a whole life ahead of them. It is my pleasure to report that Lt. Livermore survived the Kamikaze attack and after the Japanese surrender on the Battleship Missouri, he returned to work for the AT&T Company in New York. Adidas ZX Flux Heren Now he is retired in Florida. With the North Korean problem coming to the fore, I have asked Mr. Commander in Chief Bush, to restore Harry’s rank and send him to the Korean Peninsula to guide our operations there. Somewhere around 1951, AT&T sent the former Lt. Livermore to Kansas City. The big bosses at AT&T also decided in 1951 that there was a job for me in Missouri’s westernmost big city. With various moves happening, it took until Mother’s Day in 1952 for me to go to work in the Kansas City Traffic Office with Harry Livermore being the boss of the operation. To make a long story a little shorter, working for Harry Livermore was a great pleasure for me. He ran a happy Traffic office. There was no carping or back biting.

  • On top of being happy in my work, Kansas City was a good place to live. The people there are genuine and plain spoken. If a person from the Kansas City region makes a promise, you may be sure that he will keep that promise. At least that’s the way it was in the early 1950’s. But good things come to an end after a while. Canotte Houston Rockets Somewhere in the Fall of 1952, Harry was promoted to the Division level job as Traffic Manager in Chicago. That was good for Harry, but not so great for the rest of the Kansas City operation. Within a few weeks on a Sunday morning, Harry came to my house and asked me to come to work for him in Chicago. There was no hemming or hawing. I was ready immediately to leave for Chicago, which happened on February 1, 1953. One way or another, while searching for a permanent place to live, Harry and I took a two room suite at the Webster Hotel on Lincoln Parkway in the Near Northside of Chicago. We got along very well. Harry did not snore much and he discovered that putting peanuts in the refrigerator made a nice hors D’oeuvre. I reserved an opinion on that subject. Almost everyone smoked in the 1950’s. In our suite at the Webster Hotel, when the last cigarette was smoked, the packages would be crumpled into a small ball and would become a source of athletic entertainment and achievement. Over our door to the hallway, was a screenless transom which could be opened to varying degrees of wideness. With one person in the bedroom and the other man in the hallway, the balled up cigarette package would be pitched through the transom with the door closed. The fellow receiving the throw would not know when it was thrown or whether it would be to his left or right. The object, of course, was to catch the thrown cigarette package ball. While we were on the honor system about catching the ball, as soon as the ball was pitched through the transom, the pitcher would run for the door and open it to see if the catcher really did catch the ball.

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  • When our neighbors alighted from the elevator and occasionally saw our game of pitching the ball through the transom, we were helped by the liberal view of the Chicago Police Department on minor crime. They did not send the paddy wagon for us. There is one other story on which Harry Livermore considered me as a practitioner of shady play. In this case, the balled up cigarette package was again being used. Our living room at the Webster was quite large probably 12 feet across and perhaps 18 feet long. Harry was sitting on a divan at the far end of the room. Across from him was a window that was opened to a height of two or three inches. Standing at the entrance to the room some 18 to 20 feet away, I told Brother Livermore that it would be possible for me to pitch the ball out that window. Harry immediately took the bet saying no one could do such an impossible feat. Now remember, my offer was to throw that ball out that window. Nothing was said – at least by me – of the window opening being only two or three inches or of my distance from the window. With the bet firmly in hand, I simply walked over to the window and opened it to seven or eight inches, and while standing next to the window, the cigarette package ball was thrown out on Lincoln Parkway. As you might imagine, old Harry screamed bloody murder. Foul play was all Harry could say. It has been 50 years since my triumph of cigarette package ball through an open window in the Webster Hotel. When talking to Harry over all those years, he still accuses me of enticing him into a nefarious betting operation. As always, I claim complete innocence, and rightly so. It has been my pleasure to know Harry for more than 50 years. We have never had a cross word, if you exclude the cigarette ball out the window episode. Harry originally comes from Nebraska where he was born in 1915. That makes him nearly 70 years of age or thereabouts. I hope he lives to see his 100th birthday. If he does achieve that goal, however, I am absolutely sure that he will still be protesting my brilliant move to throw the cigarette package ball out on Chicago’s Lincoln Parkway. So this is the first “Bits and Pieces” essay. My hope is that you enjoyed your visit with Gorgeous Gloria and with the hardworking Costa Ricans and finally with Harry Livermore, the Ticonderoga survivor. Writing this inaugural edition of “Bits and Pieces” has been a pleasure for me as it brought back some favorite recollections. And I have finally figured out what to do with the notes that populate my files. The “Bits and Pieces series may run intermittently for quite a while. Ernie Banks Jersey It will be fueled by headlines in the newspaper and by quotes from highly placed government officials. But, it is a matter of great dismay to this old essayist that Gorgeous Gloria is no longer a source for future essays. Gloria is well into her retirement years. If I run across her, she will be asked to go to Florida to work her remaining magic on old Harry Livermore. Who knows what might happen. My money is tentatively on Gorgeous Gloria Browne. In racetrack terms, my bookie rates Gorgeous Gloria’s charms at odds of 7-5 or higher. As they say at Hialeah, you can’t cash in a winning ticket unless you bet. So folks, get ’em down early before the first race starts. E. E. CARR January 4, 2003 ~~~ There are four of these in a row, so buckle up for plenty of mini-essays! I happen to love ’em, myself. Kinda funny to see Jenny mentioned in this essay, since she went on to be such a big part of my grandparents’ lives.


    Last year, the United States Congress voted to declare the year 2003 the “Year of the Blues.” This took place while unemployment benefits ran out, while the U. S. was snarling at Iraq, while most of the Congress was seeking re-election and while the economy was limping along. Adidas Running But in the end, as someone who grew up on the banks of the Mississippi where that kind of music was born, it is nice to see a year devoted to that distinctly American art form, The Blues. The title of this essays comes from a song composed along with the lyrics, by William Christopher (W. C.) Handy, the premier song writer of The Blues. In this case, the song is about Beale Street in Memphis, Tennessee which was the main entertainment and music street in that whole town. If someone wanted to be entertained or wanted to hear the Blues, the only place to go was Beale Street. Similar streets and neighborhoods existed in other towns on the Mississippi such as New Orleans and St. Louis. As Woodrow Wilson was about to complete his presidential term in 1921, red hot religious conservatives coming from the southern wing of the Democratic Party conspired to foist Prohibition on this country. It was supposed to uplift our conduct, bring us closer to God, make us better citizens and greatly improve our spiritual values. In short, Prohibition was a completely religious exercise. When Prohibition became effective, all forms of alcoholic beverages allegedly disappeared. The term “allegedly” is used because every town and community had its speakeasies, bootleggers or its moonshiners. Those citizens who had the urge to drink – and the means to pay for it – usually did not die from dehydration. Booze could easily be provided for those willing to pay for it. Prohibition was a sham of the first order and its first impact was on poor people, usually black, such as those who worked in and patronized establishments along Beale Street and similar streets in other towns, particularly on the Mississippi River. So W. C. Handy wrote his song which proclaims:

    “I’m goin’ to the river, maybe by and by, Yes, I’m goin’ to the river, maybe by and by, Because the river’s wet, and Beale Street’s done gone dry!”

    The criminal gangs who tried to control the flow of alcoholic beverages to large cities under Prohibition resulted in such gangs as the Purple Gang in Detroit or the Machine Gun Kelley gang in Chicago. They often carried sub-machine guns and they were not bashful about killing other people who got in their way. The Valentines Day Massacre in Chicago was one example of the work of a gang in the days of Prohibition. Cops and law enforcement authorities were compromised. Nike Pas Cher When a speakeasy operated in New York or Chicago, on a busy downtown street, it had to have the endorsement of police and legal authorities. Some speakeasies actually advertised so finding them should have been easy for even an unlettered cop. The active corrupt involvement of police and legal authorities is only half the problem. Prohibition came at enormous medical expense to drinkers who drank the concoctions of bootleggers and moon shiners. air jordan 5 oreo damskie Such people operated in back alleys or in the rural hills with no attempt at sanitary provisions. If their moonshine caused people to have convulsions or go blind, there was no one to complain to when you drank during Prohibition. You took your chances, often with disastrous results. Prohibition comes to mind because it was the first organized attempt in modern times by the Federal Government to sponsor a completely religious activity. As such it was the first time that the church-state boundary was breached in the 20th century. Prohibition was an absolute disaster. It compromised the government just as it turned cops and legal authorities into law breakers. nike air max pas cher It was a sham – nothing less. It yielded gang killings and deterioration of health in drinkers. It could also be observed that before Prohibition ended, the stock market collapsed in 1929, which led to the Great Depression which followed. The irony is that in 2003, researchers agree that moderate drinking, such as a drink every night, is as important in preventing heart attacks as exercise. But in 1921, the people pushing Prohibition thought heart attacks were largely the work of divine providence or of Satan himself. nike air max 2017 donna The lesson about Prohibition piercing the church-state boundary has not been learned by the current occupants of the White House. air max pas cher Their pursuit of religious endeavors to support their political agenda is astounding. There are some in the Administration who see no sign of the church-state division being breached again even though the Bush Administration is arm pit deep in religious activity. And I am here to tell you as a survivor of Prohibition, of the Great Depression and World War II, the effort to breech the church-state wall will end in disaster just as disaster was visited upon my countrymen by Prohibition. The rot caused by crossing the church-state line is not confined to the lonely cop on the beat. Far from it. Juries and prosecutors are involved as well as members of Congress. In the “Great Experiment” of the 1921-1933 period, the rot caused by Prohibition reached the White House. The United States President who presided over the start of Prohibition was Warren Gamaliel Harding, a man of absolutely no distinction. His administration was riddled by charges of corruption, much of which flowed from Prohibition. His administration was probably the most reviled in American history up to that point. Air Jordan Retro 1 Prohibition may not have been involved in Harding’s dalliances with Carrie Phillips and Nan Britton, but if he had confined himself solely to his mistresses, he may have avoided the opprobrium that he so richly deserved. Harding died in 1923 after only two years in office and Calvin Coolidge succeeded him. Kansas State Wildcats You may remember the colorless Coolidge as the man who coined the phrase, “The business of America is business.” Coolidge turned over the presidency to Herbert Hoover of Depression fame. Coolidge went back to obscurity in Vermont. He was unlamented by the American electorate. The point here is simple and chilling. When the church-state line is crossed – particularly for religious reasons as was the case in Prohibition – nothing but disaster awaits. In the current Bush administration, religion abounds. Evangelical Christianity is the predominate creed. Goedkoop Adidas NEO Bush has surrounded himself with religious zealots who claim there is no such division between church and state. In short, we would become Arab Kingdoms such as Saudi Arabia. The Attorney General Ashcroft is a leading proponent of this distorted view. But perhaps he did not have much convincing to do with Bush who, during a 1999 Republican primary debate, when asked to name his favorite POLITICAL philosopher said it was Christ. What I am leading up to is that the Bush people ignore at their peril the disaster that was Prohibition. In their religious zealotry, they are doing it all over again with sexual mores. The New York Times had an editorial on January 12, 2003 entitled, “The War Against Women.” I hope you take the time to read the “War Against Women” editorial as well as the “Federal Funds to Build Churches” and “The Bully at the Table.” They are attached to this essay. asics gel quantum 360 damskie Every American who supports the idea of separating the church from the state, as Thomas Jefferson did, must be appalled and disgusted by Bush’s insistence that this American government should be modeled after the Mideast Muslim dictatorships such as Saudi Arabia, Iran and Sudan, where there is no barrier between church and state. Consider these thoughts sponsored by the Bush administration. Nolan Ryan Jersey 1. It is intent upon eviscerating the right of a women to make her own child bearing decisions. Abortion would be outlawed by the roll back of Roe vs. Wade. 2. A major attempt has been made to deny contraceptive information to men and women. The right wing conservatives say contraceptive information is the work of the devil. Again, I ask you to read “The Bully at the Table.” 3. There is a major assault on sex education for young people. The administration is offering “abstinence only” as its policy for sex education. This is not a policy; it is a religious superstition. 4. Representative Christopher Smith of New Jersey is one who is leading an assault on condoms claiming that tiny pores in condom walls permit such things as the AIDS virus to pass through. Most scientists will tell you that condoms lead the way, if not the only way, in preventing transmissions of the AIDS virus. Air Jordan 6 The pore theory is junk science and Smith knows it. 5. As Bush said in his 2003 State of the Union speech, it is his wish that all cloning be barred. I wonder how many Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s patients and those suffering from spinal cord injuries will join in that call? 6. Bush administration stalwarts want not only to stop abortion procedures, but they wish also to ban the use of the oral contraceptive, RU 486. Can thought police be far behind? 7. Bush’s first step when he assumed office was to stop any reference to abortion in family planning sponsored by the United States in foreign countries. I suppose family planning must be built around John Ashcroft’s abstinence only idea. Tell that to teenagers in Africa or in the United States. 8. Aside from the assault on women, Bush now plans to allow Federal housing money to be used to erect buildings in which religious services take place. This makes the assault on the church-state wall complete. The foregoing is an impressive list. If it all comes to pass, we will be returned to colonial times and the Federal Government will become a theocracy on the order of Iran, Saudi Arabia, or the Sudan. Is that what we want? In his recent State of the Union speech, Bush took notice for the first time of the AIDS epidemic sweeping Africa. I am struck by the thought that when he did send a representative to Africa in December, the aide, Robert Zoellich the Trade Representative, told his African audiences that he had come to talk about Trade, not about AIDS. There is absolutely no sincerity in the Bush proposal to do something about AIDS in Africa. There are no votes there. Furthermore, the thought of the three boys in Newark who were starved, sexually abused and abandoned, will not leave my mind. And I hope you remember it also. One of the brothers died and his corpse was hidden for a substantial period of time. The mother of the three boys was Melinda Williams. In all, she had five children. When Melinda left to serve a jail sentence, the boys were placed in the custody of a cousin, Sherry Murphy. Sherry abandoned the boys until they were accidentally found weeks later. Sherry also had five kids. Now think about this. Today in 2003, 70% of all the birth records in Newark show that the father is unidentified. In short, he is not around and has abandoned the new mother. While you are thinking about the 70% figure, think also that between the two cousins Melinda and Sherry, ten kids were born. Now I’d like for New Jersey Representative Christopher Smith to tell all of us how Bush’s war on abortion, contraception, condoms and sex education fit into this picture? There is no record that either of the two women ever underwent an abortion procedure, so they are on solid ecclesiastical ground with Chris Smith. And obviously, they used contraceptive measures sparingly, if at all. Perhaps if Attorney General Ashcroft were here in Newark to whisper total abstinence to these two hot blooded females, they would have joined him in church services instead of procreating with the various fathers of their children. The point is obvious. For political reasons only, the Bush people are joining religious conservatives in a head-in-the-sand attitude. And in the bargain, they are obviously and clearly bringing the church in as a dominant partner to the Federal Government. I object. ULTRA BOOST 2017 If there is a stronger way to register my opposition, I would like to find that way. Bush’s attempt to breech the church-state barrier will result in another disaster as it was in the first case, Prohibition. Lives will be ruined. Back alley clinics will spring up to handle, or mangle, women’s pregnancies. And what ever happened to the dictum that knowledge is power. Not when it comes to sex education if Bush has his way. I am always struck by the thought that the moving urgency behind the suppression of sex education and the outlawing of abortions and contraception, are Catholic ultra right wingers together with the most retrogressive members of Protestant Evangelical calling. For the Catholics, Archbishop Joseph Myers of the Newark Diocese says the faithful are doing God’s work in this endeavor. For the Protestants, the leading lights are Pat Robertson, Jerry Falwell, Franklin Graham and TV Evangelist Joe Dobson. Until recently it was my impression that these two groups of Catholics and Evangelical Protestants actively hated each other. The Catholics claim that their church is the only true church and all other Christian churches are imposters. The Protestants who draw their name from Martin Luther who protested against the Catholic Church, have derided Catholic thought and practices for all of my long life time. To see these two groups find common ground is an unparalleled exercise in regressive politics because politics is what this is all about. The striking thing is that these two groups are seeking to use compulsion, not persuasion, in their endeavors. They wish for Congress and the President to outlaw abortions and contraception and sex education. And they believe the same Supreme Court which installed Bush in the presidency, will enforce the compulsion that they envision. If Suzy Smith, a non-believer, wants to have a pregnancy ended, what harm comes to the most ardent religionists? Those religionists, through compulsion, wish to order the lives for all the rest of us. I object. These same two groups are also gung ho for Bush’s war on Iraq. Never mind the rationale; just go bomb ‘em. Yeezy 350 Boost Reports in the news media clearly state today, February 2, 2003, that the military forces of the United States will unleash 3000 precision guided bombs on Iraq to “demoralize” its citizens and lead them to abandon the fight for their country. It is clear to me that these 3000 precision bombs only start at 500 pounds. Some weigh much more. When the bombs are dropped and Iraqi citizens are becoming “demoralized”, it may be that thousands will be killed. Men, women and children. Our bombs may be precision guided but they don’t know if they are killing a man or a mother or a school full of children. When did we develop this vicious hatred for the Iraqi people? Now I ask you this question. Why is it legal and an occasion for Bush to put on his John Wayne act to wipe out thousands of Iraqi women and children, but a woman who is the victim of rape in this country cannot get an abortion? Where is the logic in that? I suppose it comes under the heading of why we must wipe out Iraq but North Korea, with its NUC-YU-LAR bombs are not a matter of crisis, according to Secretary of State Powell. Now I move on to an allied thought. When black people were subjected to the conditions of slavery, they were judged by Southerners to be inferior people. Some still think that. If you don’t believe that statement, look at the 1948 campaign of Strom Thurmond, the Presidential candidate of the Dixiecrat Party. And if you don’t want to see what Old Strom said about the inferiority of black people, you may refer to the recent leader of the Republican Party in the Senate, Trent Lott, who in December, 2002 embraced the whole agenda that Thurmond ran on. But the supposed inferiority of blacks is only half the story. The drive led by right wing Catholics, such as Archbishop Myers, and ultra right wing Evangelical Protestants, seem to actively embrace the idea of the inferiority of women. They must be prevented by compulsion from having an abortion even in the case of rape or incest. And they should be barred from the use of RU-486 as well as sex education. I believe that this makes a pretty compelling case for the ultra right wingers led by George Bush to consider that women are an inferior brand of humanity. Women can’t make choices. It is done for them by a religious-political decision. There is sort of a Trifecta here. First there is the suppression of women on the ground that they must be inferior to men. Secondly, the ultra right wingers want the U. S. to bomb Iraq back to the Stone Age. And thirdly, there is an unquestioning desire to invoke the death penalty on just about everyone arrested by a cop. The likes of Trent Lott, Jeff Sessions, the Republican Senator from Alabama, Strom Thurmond, and John Ashcroft are part and parcel of this Trifecta along with the fearless George Bush and Richard Cheney. Scarpe Air Jordan 3 When Bush claims that his administration will protect this country, I am forced to point out that when Vietnam occurred, Bush used his father’s political connections to flee to the Texas National Guard. Cheney sought and got five deferments so he never served anywhere. Nike Air Max 2017 Heren rood Some fearless leaders we have here leading us into battle. This essay started with a thought or two about Prohibition. It seems to me that during Prohibition, Southern Christians drank hillbilly moonshine. They did not let Prohibition stop them. adidas Gloro homme Now, if Roe vs. Wade is rolled back and abortion is outlawed, I suspect that Catholic girls as well as ultra right wing Protestants will seek out and find abortionists to perform their work, often in unsanitary conditions, regardless of what New Jersey Representative Chris Smith has to say. Sadly, many of them will not survive. All of the effort to return the United States to colonial times as it relates to abortion and sexual education and mores, and the slaughter of women and children in Iraq is done while proclaiming the extraordinary love of Jesus Christ, the Prince of Peace. Oh boy, let us pray. Regrettably, we don’t have anyone now to write a song about “Beale Street Done Gone Dry” as it relates to the war on women, on Iraq and on compassion for men, innocent or not, convicted by judges and juries, often with no evidence or tainted evidence. I suspect that if W. C. Handy were alive today he would write a dirge aimed at George Bush. But Bush is completely ignorant of music, so the point would probably be lost on him. On the other hand, the black race has been humiliated beyond comprehension, yet they produced men and women like W. C. Handy, who found humor and hope in their moments of despair. There is no humor in what George Bush is offering the American public, especially women. Maybe there is some hope if we could find another W. C. Handy to tie it in a small ball such as he did with Prohibition in “Because the river’s wet – but Beale Street done gone dry.” Maybe when the Congress voted to make 2003 the “Year of the Blues,” they may have known something was coming along to warrant such a description. E. E. CARR January 29, 2003 ~~~ “It’s a shame that meaningless acts about recognizing such-and-such week/month/year are some of the only things congress is consistently capable of passing” was my first thought when I started reading this essay, so I sought out to prove myself wrong. Even though I knew we have a house that is explicitly dedicated to thoughtless obstructionism, I still figured congress must be doing something useful. So I went and looked at all the legislation passed this season. Turns out we’ve only passed 244 bills into law since this session started in 2015. Looking through the first 100 of them, I count 32 — that is, a full third of their activity — bills were entirely focused on renaming one building or another. GS Air Jordan 6 For example, HR 5208 passed a few months ago: To designate the facility of the United States Postal Service located at 3957 2nd Avenue in Laurel Hill, Florida, as the “Sergeant First Class William ‘Kelly’ Lacey Post Office”. These types of laws are all well and good but for them to represent a full third of our congressional activity paints a pretty gloomy picture.

    Birthday Post!

    July 24, 2003 My dear Spockling Churchwallop: As you can see, I began to prepare for your birthday back on February 15, 2003. Since that time, you have changed your name and it seems that an English accent has come over you. asics pas cher You are going to be referred to in newspapers as Churchwallop – nee Kevin Shepherd. That “nee” business has to do with high class females who take a second name or a second or third husband. Now before we get into the currency, I have a map of Africa from a Hammond Atlas and the Foreign Exchange lists published in the New York Times. Now on the map, you will notice that every country in Africa was under domination by a European power. fjallraven kanken baratas The map is wrong on one point, as Egypt was a British possession. When I arrived in Dakar in French West Africa in February, 1943, this was the layout of countries. adidas stan smith dziecięce Maryland Terrapins Incidentally, Dakar is now in Senegal, a free nation. The money issued by the various government entities reflected the ownership of the country by European governments. Nearly every country has now won its freedom. Nike Kyrie 2 I traveled all over Africa and Italy and into the Indian sub-continent. In all those travels, I never set out to collect money as souvenirs. At the end of a trip, money left over would be put aside with the thought that the money could be used on my next trip to that location. When I finally came home in July of 1945, this is the money left over. new balance 993 denmark And now it is yours. Now for a little arithmetic lesson. Fjallraven Kanken No.2 In every case today, except for Britain, the Euro and Special Drawing Rights (SDR), the dollar is worth more than the foreign currency. The British pound used to be worth around $4.50 to $5.00. I ought to know because I got paid in pounds for a long time. Now the pound is down to about $1.70 which is a long way from $5 when Great Britain was riding high.

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    During my formative years, it was necessary to work. This was in the Great Depression which lasted from 1929 until war broke out in December, 1941. During that time, the place where one went to buy gas or to have a car lubricated was called a filling station. Later when wordsmiths took a leading role with the oil companies, there was an attempt to call filling stations, “service stations.” The curious point about this semantic change is that as time went on, the stations offered fewer and fewer services to the customer. At this writing, it may be true that only New Jersey provides an attendant to pump gas into your car. In the other states, car owners pump their own gas and do everything else. Wiping off windshields, checking the air pressure in the tires or looking to see if the owner needs a quart of oil are lost arts. They simply are not done anymore, not even in New Jersey. In those very difficult economic depression times, a job – any job – was a treasured possession. By making myself a pest around Carl Schroth’s Flying Red Horse Mobilgas station, the owner took me on full time in the summer and part time when school started. That was at age 15. At that time, around 1936 or 1937, white wall tires were coming into vogue. If a young man did not have white sidewalls on whatever car he drove, it was believed that girls would ignore him. There may have been a lot of truth in this story of white sidewall tires opening the door to romance. Schroth’s station was in Clayton, Missouri, the fanciest part of St. Louis and its suburbs. The people who patronized Carl Schroth were largely untouched by the Great Depression. Accordingly, those wealthy people drove Packards, Cadillacs, Lincolns and Rolls Royces. All of those cars were monstrous. Most of them had wheel wells in the front fenders to accommodate two spare tires. You must remember that many cars in those days had no trunk opening. In normal cars, the spare tire was attached to a holding device on the rear end of the car or in one or two cases, under the gas tank. One of Schroth’s major customers, a Mr. Kukenmeister, owned two Rolls Royce touring cars. These were enormous cars. The year of manufacture was somewhere between 1929 and 1934. They had canvas roofs that could be folded back and placed on a space in back of the rear seat. And they each had six white sidewall tires which had to be cleaned spotlessly. When the weather was inclement, the cars had isinglass windows for all doors. There was a flap in the canvas below the isinglass where the driver could stick his arm out to signal turns. If his arm pointed down, the driver intended to make a left turn. basket adidas homme yeezy When his arm pointed up, the driver intended to make a right turn. Putting the arm straight our meant the driver was slowing or was signaling a stop. In those days, women seldom drove cars. Maybe a flapper might drive a little, but ordinarily, driving was left to the men or in the case of the two Rolls Royce touring cars, to chauffeurs. The owner of the touring cars, Mr. Kukenmeister, was quite wealthy. Often he would drive one to Carl Schroth’s station with the second Rolls Royce being brought by a chauffer. They would wait for 1½ to 2 hours while the cars were lubricated and washed. The tops had to be brushed which took some time. Washing the cars was done by hand and with the owner standing nearby, much care had to be taken to avoid splashing the inside of the touring cars. As the youngest member of Schroth’s staff, it fell to me to make the white sidewall tires sparkle and to clean the wire wheels. This was a formidable job. (See attachment) If the owner had scraped a curb, there would be a smudge on the whitewall tire which would be devilishly difficult to remove. When there were smudges, usually found on the tires on the right or curb side, steel wool would have to be employed. And we also had a copper wire brush that could be used on the worst smudges. The wheels had to be cleaned between each spoke. A long brush was needed for the spoke wheels – all six of them on one car and six on the other. There were times when my hope would have been for the Kukenmeisters cars to go to the Shell station across the street. The two well-mounted tires in the front fenders had to be taken off. And of course, these two tires had to be remounted. The 2001 Chryslers in use here have 17 inch tires. The Rolls Royce had tires of 19 or 20 inch diameter, which meant that there was a lot of scrubbing to do. But, a job was needed pretty badly, so the scrubbing took place. My memory tells me that there was no such practice as tipping for people working in the filling stations. In the final analysis, we were glad to have the job, even if it was a low level scrubbing position with no tipping. From 1936 or 1937 to 1941 when it was my good fortune to leave the filling station business after a Monday to Friday job opened up with AT&T. It was also possible for me to work 10 hours on a Saturday and five hours on Sunday morning. This was at Harold Bauer’s Standard Oil Station on Hanley Road which was in another ritzy section of town. Harold took Sundays off and left the enterprise with an assistant named Mark. Mark took a dim view of me because, it might be supposed, AT&T was my main employer. Neither Harold nor Mark would ever permit me to drive a customer’s car around the driveway because they feared finding a grease spot on the customer’s upholstery. There may have been a good reason to keep me out of being seated in a customer’s car. Canotta Bambini That reason was that both of them put me in charge of cleaning and re-lubricating the front wheel bearings on cars that came to Bauer’s for service. Bauer’s did not wash cars, so cleaning white sidewall tires was a thing of the past. But greasing front wheel bearings was probably a less pleasant job. This happened at 3000 mile intervals. For one thing, the work had to be done outside in all kinds of weather. asics buty męskie The wheel bearing job took place over a pit on the side of the station. There was no lift for this work outside. It was necessary to ease yourself down some steps at the front of the pit, and using a drop cord electric light, the work of greasing the underside of the chassis took place. Afterward, when the car was properly placed with a jack under one of the front wheels, it was possible to gain access to the front wheel bearings. Adidas Stan Smith Heren First, the bearings had to be washed in gasoline or kerosene and dried and inspected for cracks. Then came the greasy part. The bearing would be placed in a special container filled with grease. When the top of the container was tightened, grease would be forced throughout the bearings and all its surfaces. Then the wheel had to be replaced. Very dirty work, but that is what had to be done. For 15 hours at Bauer’s, my pay was a big five dollars, but these were depression years and a half a sawbuck was very helpful. Well, there you have a summary of my travails with white sidewall tires and front wheel bearings. Not very inspiring work, but it was a job.


    There was one other fad among men around this time and that was wearing two tone shoes in the summer months. Many fellows wore two tone shoes from Easter till about October. Generally speaking, the instep was white and had to be cleaned with a whitening paste or polish. There were two kinds of shoes worn by men. The most popular was the wing tip where the brown or black leather extended from the cap back to the arch, leaving the instep white. Less popular was the straight across cap over the end of the shoe. Brown was by far the most popular color with black being a distant second. Getting the shoes shined was a bit of a project. Men, particularly young men, took a good deal of pride in having their shoes shined in those days. It was almost unheard of to get a haircut without a shoeshine. nike chaussures pas cher Many barber shops had two bootblacks working regularly. Shining the shoes at home was far from easy. The wingtip shoes were much worse than the straight cap models. Trying to keep the brown or black paste and the brush off the white instep was almost impossible to do. On ordinary shoes, the paste is applied and brushing follows. After those operations take place, then the shoes are brought to a shine using a special cloth. With two-tone shoes, the best that could be done is to apply the paste and to rub vigorously with the cloth on the brown or black leather. If the two-tone shoes were taken to a boot black, the owner would almost always be told to leave the shoes so that they could be worked on when the bootblack had a slack period. Whereas, shining regular one tone shoes in a barber shop, for example, would cost 25 cents or as much as 50 cents, working on two-tone shoes could cost anywhere up to two dollars or a few cents more. Jadeveon Clowney – South Carolina Gamecocks Remember now, we are talking about 1940 prices when the Depression was still with the American public. When the young swain back in those pre-World War II days set out to impress a young lady, it was essential that his two-tone shoes be shined and that his white sidewall tires be white. There is no way to know now more than 63 years later, whether girls were properly impressed. As a completely unbiased, objective evaluator of mores, it is my impartial belief that young men who wore unshined shoes and/or those who let their white sidewall tires look unkempt, were courting romantic disaster. My two-tone shoes and my whitewalls were always spotless. After all these years, I don’t remember if those facts ever resulted in my hitting a home run in the romance department. Nike Sko Nettbutikk It was my thought to give it my best effort. Ah, but that was long ago. Today, young men pay no such attention to their shoes or to their tires. Perhaps this is progress, but as far as this impartial, objective, unbiased evaluator of public mores, the jury is still out. E. E. CARR December 27, 2003 ~~~ Oh man, maybe Pop somehow missed the rise of metrosexuality but god knows my brother cared more about his collection of Nikes than he cared about pretty much anything else for a while there. buy bns gold And while the tires themselves are no longer particularly important, ornate hubcaps (rims) are a big deal to a lot of cultures. So in some ways, shoes and tires are definitely both still a big deal among the dating population.