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Yeah, I should have run this yesterday. But lookit the Valentine chocolates somebody got.

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  1. R.L. Wurdack
    R.L. Wurdack February 15, 2017 6:50 am

    Diogenes would strike out in Portland, Oregon.

  2. Desertrat
    Desertrat February 15, 2017 10:58 am

    Re salmon: That hazard was existing before the apparent need for the evacuation of people arose. The soil erosion on the east side of the spillway was occurring before the floodwater over-topped the emergency spillway.

    One might ask why is it obligatory to take a jab at Trump for actions way beyond any White House authority, ever? There are enough real problems with his ideas. Trivial pettiness seems to be a hallmark of his opponents.

  3. larryarnold
    larryarnold February 15, 2017 11:09 am

    As long as the swastika is stigmatized because it was once misused as a symbol of hatred, people who hate can continue to use it to help keep their hatred festering.
    Personally, I’d be happy if we learned enough from the history of the swastika that we quit trying to ban and stigmatize other symbols some people find offensive.
    Like the confederate flag.

    Convicted of self-defense undertaken while reporting the news, so of course the mainstream media is…
    [crickets]

    I also wonder whose head is going to roll for this.
    That’s why I love to visit: the humor. O.M.G. always leads to C.Y.A.

  4. Desertrat
    Desertrat February 15, 2017 12:26 pm

    I admit to a knee-jerk negative feeling about the swastika. But, after all, I’m of the WW II era.

    What’s ironic to me is the sudden discovery of evil in the Confederate battle flag, 150 years later. The people I’ve seen fly it–or have it on the mudflaps of their truck–are using as a symbol of casual rebelliousness and/or independence with no racism attached.

  5. Pat
    Pat February 15, 2017 1:08 pm

    “a symbol of [not-so-]casual rebelliousness and/or independence”

    That’s what it was originally.

    I’m of the WWII era also, and I’d like to see the swastika reclaim it’s original meaning. To give in to Hitler’s symbolism is to grant him the importance he doesn’t deserve.

  6. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 15, 2017 2:43 pm

    I like the bars and stars (Great +? father was 48th Tenn Co H) but my favorite flag is the Bonnie Blue;

  7. Shel
    Shel February 15, 2017 7:20 pm

    I don’t know about reincarnation, but that war disturbs me much more than logic would dictate. I guess my favorite song (after Dixie, of course) was done to the tune of the old Irish song “Joe Bowers” https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jKUHzljiUVA

    I believe the attack on the flag is just another convenient way for the progressives to get at Whitey.

    Comrade X, have you read Sam Watkins’ book? It’s truly excellent. https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45556.Co_Aytch

  8. Stryder
    Stryder February 15, 2017 7:25 pm

    heads don’t roll…well true anyway, the ears make them bounce all over the place.

  9. JS
    JS February 15, 2017 8:31 pm

    Re the Orwell vs. Huxley debate, my take has been the same ever since I read Neil Postman’s “Amusing Ourselves to Death,” 20 or so years ago, where he came down on the Huxley side. My answer: both. The 24-hour, 15 minute news cycle infotainment culture has allowed more and more Big Brother authoritarianism to build behind the scenes as the masses are more often and more easily distracted.

  10. trying2b-amused
    trying2b-amused February 15, 2017 10:19 pm

    JS @February 15, 2017 8:31 pm:
    Agree, but not indefinitely. First Huxley, then Orwell. To paraphrase Frank Zappa: The illusion of soma will continue as long as it’s expedient to maintain the illusion. At the point where the illusion becomes sufficiently debilitating, they will just take down the scenery, they will pull back the curtains, they will move the tables and chairs out of the way and you will see the brick wall at the back of the theater.

  11. Claire
    Claire February 16, 2017 5:56 am

    My take is the same and for similar reasons. Huxley now, Orwell (and worse) after.

  12. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 16, 2017 9:15 am

    Shel, man you hit a cord there bro!

    Ok first, Sam is from Columbia, Tenn. as were all of 1st Tenn. Company “AYTCH” (The Maury Grays), the town I was born in too. My Great (+?) Grand Father 48th Tenn. Co H was also from Columbia and in Sam’s book he mentioned hooking up with the 48th in the defense of Atlanta campaign. Great book, hard read as most books written by non-writers but it’s put a different insight on the war thru the eyes of a grunt and not those of the Generals which is usually the fare you get to read. I contacted Sam’s great (+?) granddaughter who has handled Sam’s books distribution and a rewrite, I think, had her send me a bunch of autographed(hers with an very inspirational message) books for all my children since their great (+?) grandfathers knew each other and I also committed to her that next time in Columbia we would get together for a cup of coffee (Chicory like our Great (+?) Grand dads would have had together if we could find it).

    BTW Columbia is also known for being the Mule Capital of the World, my aunt was once the Mule Queen, now you know where I’s get all me good looks!

  13. Shel
    Shel February 16, 2017 11:44 am

    Comrade X, I met a man from your area; Spring Hill, I think. He told me of a recurring dream in which he was walking uphill. There was a woman riding sidesaddle on a horse and a clown on a horse. Then the woman was gone, then he went downhill and then uphill and the clown was gone. Then he was shot in the chest and fell down, but it didn’t hurt. Once he was driving up the road to Franklin, where there was a 4H event, which greatly slowed the traffic. He then realized the terrain matched his dream. He concluded the woman was John Bell Hood, who had to be strapped on his horse because of the loss of a leg, and the clown was the Irishman Patrick Cleburne, who had put on his best dress uniform because he knew he was going to die. In fact he said, as you must know, “[I]f the cause that is so dear to my heart is doomed to fail, I would rather die with an upraised arm in support of that cause than survive the loss of that cause.” He was last seen walking into the mist with his kepi on the top of his sword held over his head and was found fifty yards from the defense works in his stocking feet, because he had given his boots to a Confederate trooper. I in fact tried walking up alongside the road, but the only insight I got from it was I didn’t want to get hit by a car.

    When marching north, as you must also know, Cleburne saw the Episcopal Church in Columbia and remarked it was so beautiful that it almost would be worth dying to be buried there, which he was (and later disinterred with his remains sent, I think, to Texas). When I was in the area, I saw that the church had services every Whitsunday, and I contrived to be there for one of them, which I was, some years later. The service opened with the singing of Amazing Grace. It was very emotional for me.

  14. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 16, 2017 2:14 pm

    Great story Shel, BTW any relationship to Joseph O. Shelby, btw?

    As I said I was born in Columbia but what I didn’t say is I left there at a very young age however one of the fondness memories was returning one year and seeing my name in lights outside of the local Holiday Inn (my family had connections!!) wishing me a happy birthday in Columbia. You know I have never walked the Battle of Franklin site (yet, one day I hope), what a disaster, any day you lose 14 generals has to be a bad day. The southern western campaign was saddled with some late & bad decision making for sure. I was always partial to Forrest and what he had to say to Bragg after the battle of Chickamauga “You have played the part of a damned scoundrel, and are a coward, and if you were any part of a man I would slap your jaws and force you to resent it.” Sure wished Forrest had been making the decisions; things could have been different for sure.

    As for me I was raised on tobacco road in the piedmont area of Virginia, the home of The Nottaway Grays, 18th Virginia regiment, my understanding is that they were the point of the spear of Picket’s charge, lost their colors at Gettysburg. I spent a lot of youthful hours attacking Yankees with my tobacco stick gun & my old yellow dog “Blade” on part of the actual battle field of Saylor Creek. My better half will tell you I’m a sucker for battlefields, in Virginia there’s a road maker every 10 feet announcing one, I’s try to make it a habit to visit and appreciate what happened on those hollow fields, been to where Stonewall got his name and where he was shot that led to his death, the sunken road at Fredericksburg, the bloody angle at Spotsylvania, the White House of the confederacy, Hollywood Cemetery, the battle of the Crater and many more but there are so many that I haven’t gotten to yet that if I had the time I most likely would spend the rest of my life just visiting, to each his own I reckon.

    Probably one of the neatest things to happen on one of my last trips to the south was dropping in by chance on a discussion of John Mosby at the Graffiti House at Brandy Station one day. Mosby and Forrest are the two guys I admire most from the War of Northern Aggression even though in many ways they were very different men.

    I liked that quote from Forrest where he said he finished the war with one horse to spare, some say he had 29 horses shot from under him, that’s what I would call leading from the front!

  15. Shel
    Shel February 16, 2017 7:59 pm

    No relation to Jo. I’m originally from the Eastern Shore of MD, which means east of the Chesapeake Bay. I was told my Great Grandfather, who was in his early 20’s during the war, worked as a guide to help Confederate agents up and down and escaped prisoners down the peninsula and that sometimes he had to ride all night. I have no proof of this and if he had done it right there wouldn’t be any. As people, I don’t have the highest regard for my father or paternal grandfather, but I really wish I could have met my Great Grandfather. After the war, he did a couple of 2-year terms as Sheriff. He had to have been a good one, for he surely knew how to hide in the county.

    The National Park Service has the house where Stonewall died. The ranger there, while he had to have known the other theories, told me that the best guess was that Jackson contacted the flu or a cold from young children he had visited not long before the battle. Jackson’s physician, Hunter McGuire, wrote an article for the Richmond paper (which is on the ‘net but I can’t find it now) in which he said the arm was amputated uneventfully under chloroform anesthesia, but one of the stretcher bearers was shot while moving Jackson afterwards and Jackson was dropped. Subsequently Jackson complained of chest pain. I have to go with pulmonary contusion. http://www.military.com/daily-news/2013/05/10/surgeon-stonewall-jackson-death-likely-pneumonia.html

    I believe Forrest is the kind of person of which a civilization produces perhaps only a handful. Joseph E. Johnston said that if Forrest would have had but the advantage of a military education, he would have been “the central figure of the war.” At Fort Pillow, the Black Union soldiers were taunting the Confederates. When they got overrun, things understandably didn’t go well. To fan the propaganda flames the U.S. government printed 25k copies of the Congressional Record, even though Forrest got the situation under control. It’s all described quite nicely in the booklet Confederate Victories at Fort Pillow https://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=confederate+victories+at+fort+pillow I’ll stop about Forrest now, because one could go on almost forever, as every chapter in his biography reads like wildly imaginative fiction.

    I’m a big fan of Mosby as well. The house from which he climbed out the second story bedroom window to a tree branch to hide from a Federal search party was on the market some years ago. If I had still lived in the area, I sure would have looked hard at it. Custer both ordered and watched the hanging of some of Mosby’s men who were prisoners. In retaliation Mosby ordered the hanging of some of Custer’s men, but didn’t personally watch. The hanging stopped. Crazy Horse became my all time favorite Indian.

  16. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 17, 2017 8:45 am

    I betcha Shel our footprints have crossed.

    I’ve spent time at Ocean City and even got a pony once from Chincoteague Island a little south.

    I’m no fan of Custer either but supposedly he was following orders even though he did nothing to stop the executions, here’s an interesting article about the incident which further demonstrates the metal of Mosby. BTW My 2nd son was born in a old stone house (built in the 1700’s) in Mosby’s Confederacy (maybe some of his rangers hide out or lived there once);

    http://ironbrigader.com/2010/10/19/johns-s-mosby-george-a-custer-front-royal-executions-1864/

    In the story about the house from which he climbed out the second story bedroom while visiting with his wife, I think he lost his hat which was a big deal to the Yanks to capture the Grey Ghost’s hat!

    You know Shel if you ever get out to the left coast I’m up in the northern part, there’s some events out here we might meet up at;

    https://www.nwcwc.net/

    Hard to believe (at least for me) but I have never been to a reenactment but the opportunity to meet you & attend one would be like killing two birds with one stone for sure.

  17. Shel
    Shel February 17, 2017 11:16 am

    That’s very interesting about the hangings. Right now I’m living in the opposite corner of the country. There’s a small reenactment held in FL that I’ve been to once but can’t remember the name. I did go, though, to the funeral of the seamen of the CSS Hunley. I expected it to be very interesting, even fascinating, and probably somewhat moving. What I wasn’t prepared for was having my guts ripped out. It wasn’t history anymore; I was watching the real people being put in the ground. There were thousands of reenactors including a few hundred women in period funeral dresses. Cannons, using powder collected from battlefields, were fired in salute in addition to the usual rifles. I caught up with the lone bugler in the parking lot afterwards. He had a beard, a barrel chest, and somewhat of a gut. He look just like somebody you would meet in a bar somewhere. I remarked I couldn’t imagine how difficult it had been for him. He replied, “My throat was so dry. They deserved better.” I told him it was fine, and actually it really was. What I wish I had said was what they deserved was someone with a pure heart and that a professional musician would have been an insult.

    BTW, I’ve never been able to figure out what this music is. Usually they pick something from the right era, but it’s beyond me. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IK94ch0hfcc

  18. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 17, 2017 11:42 am

    Shel I asked my wife to play that at my funeral!

    You made me cry man!

    Uh Oh we might just be brothers from another mother!

    Listen, my sister in law and hubby just moved to your corner, may just get down that way one day, who knows, I’ll get in touch with you then to see if you want to get together & the first round is on me whether it’s be Chicory or something else.

  19. Comrade X
    Comrade X February 17, 2017 11:45 am

    Oh & I really agree with the pure heart part!

  20. Shel
    Shel February 18, 2017 10:03 am

    But what song is it? I just can’t figure it out.

    David Allan Coe has his own plans. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HHsxwrGEBmY

    And yes, I’m sure we’ll get together sometime if mortality doesn’t intervene.

  21. Shel
    Shel February 18, 2017 12:34 pm

    Thanks. I guess that’s why I couldn’t figure it out.

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