August 31, 2008
"Brother, Can You Spare a Dime," lyrics by Yip Harburg, music by Jay Gorney (1931)
They used to tell me I was building a dream, and so I followed the mob,
When there was earth to plow, or guns to bear, I was always there right on the job.
They used to tell me I was building a dream, with peace and glory ahead,
Why should I be standing in line, just waiting for bread?
Once I built a railroad, I made it run, made it race against time.
Once I built a railroad; now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once I built a tower, up to the sun, brick, and rivet, and lime;
Once I built a tower, now it's done. Brother, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
And I was the kid with the drum!
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.
Why don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?
Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell,
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum,
Half a million boots went slogging through Hell,
And I was the kid with the drum!
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al; it was Al all the time.
Say, don't you remember, I'm your pal? Buddy, can you spare a dime?
This poem written by W.H. Auden in the thirties brings back memories of the day of the train, and also in stanza three another activity that has in fact disappeared into memory, and that is letter writing. The letters we used to write with pen and ink. I was never very good at it, and in fact much prefer email, but you have to admit getting a letter on paper, written in ink, and sent in a stamped envelope means something a whole lot different. You were receiving something personal, it felt that way, and in some romantic instances it even smelled nice. Email can't do that.
Anyways, I miss those days, I suppose because it is part of my past. You understand.
NIGHT TRAIN
by W.H. Auden (1907 - 1973) |
This is the Night Mail crossing the border, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb: Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder Snorting noisily as she passes Birds turn their heads as she approaches, Sheep-dogs cannot turn her course; In the farm she passes no one wakes,
Dawn freshens. Her climb is done.
Letters of thanks, letters from banks, IV Thousands are still asleep
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August 30, 2008
August 27, 2008
SEXIST IPODS
My wife and I each have our own ipod, and it did not take long for my wife's artistic flair and feminine side to come out. As all ipod owners know, it takes about ten minutes for the back of the ipod case to start taking on scratches no matter how hard you might try to keep it looking good. It does not matter. Soon the back becomes a mass of scratches and most men I think go to the "oh well who cares" school of acceptance of same.
Women I think, do not. My submission of evidence is attached: My back. the guys ipod is on the right, in it's natural state, scratches and all. On the left is my wife's ipod back, covered with a piece of contact leaning a little on the feminine side. That's the way it is.
August 25, 2008
THE RAILWAY TRAIN.
By Emily Dickenson
I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step
Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill
And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop -- docile and omnipotent --
At its own stable door.
August 24, 2008
I enjoy the internet, which is obvious from the many hours I devote to it. The vastness and the depth of the content amazes me. It is, of course, the latest in technology and ever expanding so it seems strange perhaps that one of its stars is old time radio. At least that is to its little older fans. It's a good reason for us old ducks to wallow in a little nostalgia. One of the programs that was a quality show with literate overtones, not too much of course, was the highly rated HALLS OF IVY, starring that most sophisticated of all our actors RONALD COLMAN, a very good actor of his day. Through the auspices, and generosity, TCM, a channel that gives us uninterrupted movies, full length, with a sometimes guide to explain little known facts about the feature and its actors came a very good movie starring the above Mr. Colman and Greer Garson, RANDOM HARVEST. If you've been put off by the age of the film or the title, don't be. It is a very good movie, but sorry there are no car chases or judo chops in the whole thing. Here is a large sampling of the radio show HALLS OF IVY:
Internet Archive: Details: The Halls of Ivy
August 23, 2008
http://vintagraph.com/ offers up a different poster every couple of days. It's great for decorating your desktop.
August 21, 2008
August 18, 2008
In The Know: The U.S. Moat
THE LATEST FROM THE ONION NEWS NETWORK. GOOD TO KNOW OUR BEST BRAINS ARE AT WORK ON THE PROBLEM.
August 16, 2008
August 14, 2008
I watched a portion (22 minutes) of a God awful movie tonight. It was called Astronaut Farmer starring Billy Bob Thorton. It was the most inane, stupid waste of film and my time that I ashamedly admit I invested 22 minutes into. I can't even begin to describe what went on; I won't. It must have stayed in the theaters for a day. I wasn't expecting a great movie, just maybe a small comedy which might be pleasant. Billy Bob is someone I enjoy from time to time, but he must have been on a different planet when he got into this. Miss it.
August 13, 2008
August 12, 2008
August 9, 2008
I tried to find the column somewhere on the net so I could at this juncture insert a hyperlink to the column, but had no luck finding it, so I will summarize the first three paragraphs that caught my eye.
He first cites a C-SPAN program, which if you haven't run across it and watched it, you should, called PRIME MINISTER'S QUESTIONS. The program where the Prime Minister of England stands up before the whole House of Commons and answers questions and faces criticism of his governments policies. Before which according to National Public Radio in England, "they have to devote several hours to preparing for all sorts of questions, and they go in there and they know that it's to be live on television" while many citizens are watching, and remembering.
Former conservative party leader Howard emphasizes that this weekly breakthrough of government transparency-when the house of commons is sitting- "ensures that, first of all, the prime minister knows what's going on".
Hentoff goes on to say that not only in the Bush administration, but in some previous administrations, it has been far from certain that our president does know all that's going on in his government's most controversial practices.
He further suggests that if we had a regular 'Meet the President' on C-SPAN once a week, at least the President would have to bone up on what's actually going on in his administration. We the people would certainly benefit, as well. The column goes on, but I won't.
This proposition makes so much sense on two fronts that I am sure it would not, or could not be agreed to by any administration, but it would be great wouldn't it.
A CLIP FROM YOUTUBE OF 'PRIME MINISTER'S QUESTIONS'
August 8, 2008
I confess at the outset that I don't know any answers to my question. I only have theories or hints at what the answers are.
I have watched the documentary AN INCONVINIENT TRUTH and have followed somewhat the disdain shown to it and its author. I credit some of the backlash to politics as the author and presenter is the former vice president Al Gore. Politicians and political parties have long memories of, and believe that anything written by even an ex-politician must be political.
Besides all that, I for the life of me cannot think why anyone would think there are some sinister underlying plots to a presentation that documents the warming up of our planet and its probable damage to it. I could understand that maybe the viewer does not believe the data presented or the conclusions made from that data, but all of which is easily, I presume, checkable in these days of computers and the Internet. But I cannot understand the animosity toward the whole enterprise.
My ignorance prevents me from making any judgements except to say when I look at what some others say on the subject, it seems they are debating whether Co2 is the reason. I certainly don't know, but whatever it is, global warming seems to be too real and I think it would gladden scientists that the subject is being discussed, and studied.
My conclusion is of course, it's money. Some peoples ox is being gored. (pardon the pun) That is the easy answer, are there others?
In a time past there was another whistle blower who warned us of a peril to our planet. That was Rachel Carson and her book SILENT SPRING. An expose of the over use of the chemical DDT. It too caused a fury from the chemical industry and they belittled her findings.
Like AN INCONVIENIENT TRUTH, SILENT SPRING was accusing big business of unconscionable practices and their profits were in jeopardy. When big money is at stake, politicians are readily available to champion the pursuit of the dollar.
Does anyone doubt this?
From National Geographic: GLOBAL WARMING 101
August 6, 2008
Each morning while dressing after a cool or warm shower, dependent upon the season which one is more enjoyable, I like to listen to some old CD's. The majority of which feature music from the fifties, sixties, and seventies. These songs were the music that accompanied my wife and I through our young, very busy years and act now as signposts of my life.
They almost all captured a moment of each of our lives with lyrics that from time to time were close to poetic. I don't wish to be argumentative and compare this music to the sounds of rock and roll, but I think that is what rock and roll is, sound, usually loud and demanding with a strong percussive beat throughout. Apples and oranges I believe is the proper definition. I just happen to, because of my age I am sure, still get emotionally caught up in one of those blasts from the past as some hot DJ used to quip.
Lyrics like this for example are close to poetic: I left my heart in San Francisco, where little cable cars climb halfway to the stars..etc. It goes on to tell a story, and even though most of us probably have never been to San Francisco, can substitute a city of our choice and it will work just fine. Consider the song written by a unique talent, Hoagy Carmichael, called September Song that tells a story that is so poignant and prophetically true for all of us, I wonder why I like it so...the days dwindle down to a precious few..it gets me every time I hear it.
And then there is the great classic..Mares eat oats and Does eat oats, and little Lambs eat ivy...well maybe they weren't all keepers, but an awful lot were.
August 5, 2008
Is it just me or does this portion of the presidential campaign seem to be redundant and really of no value to the electorate.
I guess it all boils down to McCain and Obama saying just about anything to get elected. Well I guess that's what it's all about, but it leaves us, the voters, to wait until the election is over and one of the two is in office to find out what we got for our precious vote.
They adjust, then readjust their messages about the various subjects in answer to the others latest opinion of the same subject, and how it scored in the latest poll. So did they mean what they said initially or didn't we understand it exactly? Maybe we will like the latest press release of what they really believe deep down in their heart of hearts. We'll never know will we?
There is a very large amount of people who are not members of the far left, or the far right, who are somewhat open minded and who really do try to measure the candidate by what he says and what we sincerely think will be best for the good ole USA in these days of our lusterless image needing polished. But our candidates don't make it easy for us, or perhaps that is the idea. Keep us guessing so when election day comes we will vote for whichever one wears the tie we like best.