Happy Labor Day to everybody out there who labors. It’s very kind of those who exploit labor for their own greedy and nefarious purposes to let us have the day off. Unless you work for one of those greedy exploiters who aren’t closed today, in which case it sucks to be you (and I hope you’re at least getting double pay). I know Costco is closed today, and while I haven’t checked, I’m betting Walmart’s open. I mean, hell, they even force their employees to work on Thanksgiving, right? I can’t imagine they’d celebrate “labor” (except to have a sale).
Today is also the final day of the Great NY State Fair. As of yesterday, they had over 999,000 people attend (I was not one of them, though I really would have liked to go see Robert Cray there yesterday), meaning they not only will top the million mark, but are almost assured of record attendance this year (they’re about 12,000 away, and with yet another beautiful day weather-wise, dollar admission, and dollar rides, that shouldn’t be a problem).
Yes, this is what passes for news around here.
Even though we have more hot weather coming up this week, this pretty much means that summer is over. It’s getting dark mighty early now (I hate the thought of going back to “Standard” time), and the election is a mere 64 days away (seems like it’s been going on forever). If you believe the polls, the race is tightening up now. Whether that’s wishful thinking on the part of a media that’s desperate to sell advertising, I don’t know. But I can’t say it surprises me. As utterly absurd as the thought of President Trump is (to me, anyway – is there something appealing about him that I just don’t get?), an awful lot of people seem to despise Hillary Clinton and her husband (who last I saw wasn’t actually running, but, whatever).
Even many of the people who don’t have a knee-jerk reaction to the word “Clinton” seem to have a lack of trust in Hillary. Much of this is of course baseless (Bill and Hillary have had any number of people assassinated, Hillary is so ill she’s basically a dead woman walking, Hillary is mentally unstable, Hillary personally restrained a platoon of marines to prevent them from rescuing the folks at the US Embassy in Libya, Hillary wants to take your fucking guns away…). Some things she kind of brought on herself – the whole e-mail thing comes to mind. I understand her not wanting to give the crazy Clinton haters more shit to use against her, but it just doesn’t look good. And if this was, say, Secretary of State Donald J. Trump, Democrats would be howling about it. You can say that Colin Powell did it too, but he didn’t set up his own server and he didn’t use e-mail to the same extent that Hillary did.
The only personal experience I have with Powell and e-mail come from my time running a website for the families of the Lockerbie bombing. Before the UN announced the deal where Libya would accept responsibility for the bombing and pay off the victims’ families in exchange for lifting UN sanctions, the State Department wanted to issue a statement to the families ahead of time. So I had to sit around at work late one night waiting for an e-mail from Colin Powell. It was taking a long time, because his official e-mail couldn’t connect to the outside world. So he had to e-mail the statement to his aide, who then had to type it back into a different system that he could then send to me. And I guess he was a slow typist, ‘cuz it took forever.
It always comes back to Libya, doesn’t it? My advice – stay the hell away from Libya.
And of course people don’t like Hillary because she comes across as something less than Miss Congeniality and isn’t a good speechifier (whereas Trump comes across as an ignorant fat loudmouth conman), or they don’t like her voice. Hillary admits that she’s no Bill (or Barack). Should this matter? No. I enjoy a good speech as much as the next guy, but I prefer somebody who’s smart and, ideally, not insane (and say what you want about Hillary, I don’t think there’s anybody who wouldn’t say she’s pretty damn smart). But unfortunately, it does matter to at least some extent – gotta have a marketable product. As Jackson Browne said…
They sell us the president the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us everything from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars
I think one reason we got Dubya twice was because Al Gore was “wooden” (and smart – there are a lot of people out there who don’t like smart people. I refer to these people as “dumb”), and watching John Kerry speak was like listening to an Ent. And then there was Mike Dukakis, who basically lost because he looked stupid in a helmet (I thought he looked like Snoopy, personally).
I never could understand why they called Reagan the “Great Communicator.” He wasn’t much of an actor, and he stuttered and stammered and had these pregnant pauses in the middle of his sentences where you thought the sound dropped out for a minute. I guess for some people he came across as a kindly old grandfather type. Not to me. I was kinda concerned about a nuclear war back then, and I didn’t find him the least bit endearing.
But, anyway, back to Hillary. Even though I find the hatred of her to be ridiculous, and even though I, personally, think it’s a no-brainer that she’s at the very least capable of actually being in charge of the government (and am hopeful – though doubtful – that she’ll turn out to be this closet radical socialist the wingnuts make her out to be) without fucking things up, I know a lot of people don’t seem to like her.
And the dangerous thing about Trump is that the longer he hangs out, the more “use” to him people are gonna get. They become numb to his crazy conman bullshit, and the idea of him winning gets less and less outrageous as time goes on. Add to that the media desire to cover the “horse race,” the gullibility of the all the Archie Bunker types out there (to quote the Donald, “I love the poorly educated!”), and the relentlessness of the vast right wing conspiracy, and who knows what may happen in November.
The thought of Trump and Mike Pence (because you know he’ll be doing all the work) appointing Supreme Court justices, representing the US on the world stage, controlling the military, trashing the economy (and screwing me out of my Social Security), and having the nuclear launch codes terrifies me.
But, anyway, have a happy Labor Day. Hopefully there’ll be another one next year.
So, sure sounds like there’s a whole lot of shakin’ goin’ on in OK.
There sure is! That was the biggest one I’ve felt outside of California. I expect Senator Inhoff to show up in the Senate with a bag of rocks to prove that fracking does not cause earthquakes. He’ll have to go against the tide, of course. They’ve dug the crap out of this state. This is from the Wapo!
The USGS upgraded that shaker to a 5.8. That is more in line with what we felt. The EPA shut down the wells down in the region.
Hey, that sets a new record then, right? Congratulations!
Once President Trump takes over, I see many more records in your future.
pj, you do those so well! I like this one a lot. You say so many things I would try to but so mo’ betta.
I was on an Easter weekend trip to SoCal in 1991 to the High Desert and Joshua Tree (it is a GP thing) and driving back to LA I was surprised to find CostCo was closed and impressed.
Sorry you missed Robert Cray. It has been a while for me. Last time was a while ago at Wolf Trap with JJ Cale opening. I saw JJ start his trip out here with his wife and on the other end he had another bus and a whole bunch of musicians/friends he accumulated along the way across the country.
Yesterday I had long Labor Day lunch with an old MSBlogger sort of out of the blue. It was fun and maybe a pic coming at some point.
This morning I am up early trying to catch up with things. Joey the Scar has his head on fire about new HRC ‘revelations’. He is very conflicted about his Clinton hatred and the fact that his old ‘friend’ Trümpf did not pick him as a running mate and outed his relationship with Mika recently. It is a tightrope dance for Joe since he may need to join the new Trümpf/Ailes Über ‘news’ cable network after the election.
Happy B’day to the trucking Punk photographer, still #8 on the MSBlog Top Com Hit Parade!
Happy birthday Sean, wherever you are.
After the last few days, I am reconsidering Trümpf.
RIP, Bobby Chacon.
I love Zevon. I love this song. Strangely Zevon indirectly cost me my job after he died. Fuck Danny Goldberg!
From Dave Marsh…
RRC Extra No. 57: Boom Boom Mancini’s
Fighting Bobby Chacon
BOOM! BOOM! OUT GO THE LIGHTS… Lee Ballinger writes: Is boxing the sweet science of Muhammad Ali’s “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee” or is it just mindless blood and gore? Warren Zevon seems to be trying to avoid having to answer that question on his savagely beautiful song, “Boom Boom Mancini,” a track on the album Sentimental Hygienewhere, ironically, Zevon is backed by those softies from R.E.M.
It goes like this:
Hurry home early, hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini’s fighting Bobby Chacon
From Youngstown, Ohio, Ray “Boom Boom” Mancini
A lightweight contender, like father like son
He fought for the title with Frias in Vegas
And he put him away in round number one
Hurry home early – hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini’s fighting Bobby Chacon
When Alexis Arguello gave Boom Boom a beating
Seven weeks later he was back in the ring
Some have the speed and the right combinations
If you can’t take the punches it don’t mean a thing
Hurry home early – hurry on home
Boom Boom Mancini’s fighting Bobby Chacon
When they asked him who was responsible
For the death of Duk Koo Kim
He said, “Someone should have stopped the fight, and told me it was him.”
They made hypocrite judgments after the fact
But the name of the game is be hit and hit back
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZS3uDu8jy8
In 1984, Boom Boom Mancini defeated Bobby Chacon, mauling him badly. On September 7, 2016 Chacon died from the cumulative trauma he’d suffered in the ring. I feel close to the song “Boom Boom Mancini” because I’m from the Mahoning Valley in Ohio, just like Ray Mancini, and I have lived in Los Angeles for over twenty-five years, where local boy Bobby Chacon was a legend, a fan favorite, as he won two world titles. As for Duk Koo Kim, he died from the effects of fighting Mancini on November 13, 1982. Here’s what I wrote at the time in In Your Face! America’s Bluecollar Sport Letter:
What was it that brought Ray Mancini and Duk Koo Kim together in the parking lot of Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas? Sure, Mancini was the lightweight champion and the promoters brought in Kim in the expectation that he would be little more than a sparring partner. But the two fighters were linked by more than a common decision to risk their lives in the ring. Ray Mancini comes from Youngstown here in the Mahoning Valley where the unemployment rate is the highest in the country. While he is sincere when he says that he became a fighter to capture the title which World War Two prevented his father from pursuing, he really had little choice.
For decades any young man in the Valley willing to give up his health and his leisure time could make a good living in the steel mills or auto plants. That option was not open to Boom Boom Mancini because industrial production has been shifted to low-wage countries such as South Korea. Duk Koo Kim left the poverty of the Korean countryside and went to Seoul where he became a shoeshine boy. Perhaps he could have gotten a job in one of Korea’s new steel mills which have continued to operate at full production. But workers in Korean steel mills must wear uniforms and labor up to one hundred hours a week in return for subsistence wages. It’s little wonder that Kim became a boxer as soon as he got the chance.
Mancini calls himself “the bluecollar worker’s fighter” and more and more bluecollar workers are becoming fighters. Earnie Shavers, whose sister lives next door to us, left the local General Motors plant to don the gloves and went on to fight Muhammad Ali for the heavyweight title. He has been followed by a host of “valley boys” such as top-ranked cruiserweight Randy Stephens. The brawler tournaments staged at local nightclubs have no trouble filling their cards and I know men ranging from unemployed steelworkers to sales managers who are in training in a desperate bid to become the next Boom Boom Mancini. Meanwhile, Duk Koo Kim’s pregnant fiancée declares that her unborn son will become a fighter so that he, like Ray Mancini, can win the title for his father.
They made hypocrite judgments after the fact
But the name of the game is be hit and hit back
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I never got to see Zevon live in person, but I remember catching a concert movie of his one night on late night teevee before I was really familiar with anything of his other than the Excitable Boy album, and he just blew me away. I think he played every instrument on the stage.
It’s hard for me to listen to his version of Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door from his final album without tearing up.
I caught on to him early enough. He was the musical director for my beloved Everly Brothers before he released his masterpiece eponymous first album for Asylum.
He was so much in my musical wheelhouse. If you don’t know it, get it. If you need it, I’ll get you one. His later association with Letterman just made him greater. His death came too soon and was a sad surprise since he lived pretty hard for a long time.
I’ve pretty much got everything of his that’s been released (and some stuff that hasn’t).
I love it all, and now that I’m older, I especially relate to this one.
Trümplethinskin
Amazingly, a positive story about Hillary Clinton. Of course it’s from the Guardian and not a US news source but, hey, that would be asking too much from the “liberal” media.