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TO GIVE ONE BIG FAT RAT’S ASS
Over the years I have been a big consumer of sports news. Specifically, I have followed the fortunes of the New York Mets and before that the St. Louis Cardinals. When the fall and the winter came, I followed some of the St. Louis college teams but after the war, I was much interested in…
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GOOD JESUS!!
That miserable bastard Cheney is at it again. This essay is going to be dictated on the afternoon of August 27th. We await the arrival of Hurricane Irene. Awaiting the arrival of the hurricane is a far from happy test. My mood is not made any more benign as we wait for the first raindrops…
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BARACK, WE HARDLY KNEW YE
Obviously, the title of this essay is taken from an ancient Irish folk song entitled, “Johnny, We Hardly Knew Ye.” I believe the title is appropriate because Barack Obama had a meteoric rise from a community organizer in Chicago all the way to the presidency of the United States. I am not an active participant…
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JACK ONLY TALKS TO BIG SHOTS
A week or so ago, Barack Obama, the President of the United States, made a speech in El Paso, Texas on immigration reform. As soon as he could do so, the President got out of El Paso and headed for Austin, the state capitol of Texas. He planned to attend a fund raiser in that…
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THE RETURN AND/OR THE REVERTING BACK TO STANDARD TIME
This is being dictated on Friday, November 4, which is the eve of one of the happiest days in my long life. The happiness comes from the fact that tomorrow evening we will do away with daylight savings time. For a small while, if the politicians will keep their noses out of this celestial business,…
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EIGHTY-FIVE YEARS
[Quick note from Kevin: We’re now officially foraying into 2011. Think I’d start with a piece or two written about one year ago exactly. Enjoy!] As I have reported to you on more than one occasion, my first memory of anything occurred in October of 1926. Prior to that time, the New York Yankees had…
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LEARNING TO DANCE
Earlier today I dictated a small essay having to do with Polk salad. I identified that as an essay which had a nostalgic ring to it. It involved my mother and her habit of gathering the Polk weed or vegetable in the early springtime. I was raised largely as an only child. All my siblings…
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THE INSTINCTS OF THE HERD
[NOTE: I’m breaking form and publishing order here because I felt this essay serves as a nice introduction to Pop’s thoughts on the Republican National Convention. This essay is almost exactly 1 year old; the message is still relevant. Hopefully this is not confusing. -Kevin] Under ordinary circumstances, I am not involved with Republican…