Will is Practicin’ Official English

# 363, April 24, 2005

WILDCAT, West Virginia: The big news in these parts and all across the country is that last week, by an act of the State Legislature, English is the Official Language of West Virginia.

From now on, any English spoken in any other state is not Official.

Any other states that want to make English their official language (and believe me, there’s plenty of Legislators all fer it), they’ve got to go through West Virginia to do it.

For every “g” that West Virginia drops from the ends of words, Massachusetts adds a dozen “r’s”. Any Scrabble game you buy in Massachusetts, they put in a bunch of extra “R” blocks. You turn those blocks over, and you find the “G’s” they took out of the West Virginia Scrabble.

At West Virginia University they have all their English majors workin’ nights and weekends compilin’ dictionaries for trainin’ other states. (See, I’m already catchin’ on.) Dropping all those g’s means the newspapers are shorter, don’t take near as many pages as in Boston. Now when it comes to speakin’, Massachusetts talks so fast they cram more words into a shorter time, even with those excess letters. That’s why when a Senator from Massachusetts talks for 30 minutes it takes a West Virginian 45 minutes to listen and figure out what he said. On the radio in Massachusetts the local news only takes 3 minutes; in West Virginia it’s closer to 10. Of course that includes obituaries and who all was let in or let out of the hospital.

Now it ain’t just Massachusetts. Every state has their own peculiarities in language. So as a public service to help folks in other states wanting to get a head start on this official English, here’s a few official West Virginia words for you to chew on.

A right smart number of these terms are also common to Oklahoma, or at least they seem to be, ’cause they showed up in what “I” wrote for the newspapers (in bold).   It could also be because one of my ancestors landed from Ireland 200 years ago and spent quite some time in these parts.

Fetch    “But while (my Weekly Article) does not bring home the Literary praise, it does fetch in some buckwheat cakes accompanied by bacon.”

Vittles    “…and let our native food spoilers fix them up a batch of vittles garnished with…”

Pert    “So you can’t blame him very much for not feeling any too pert.” (This one means lively, and you pronounce it “peert”)

Plum    “I get to doing all this foolishness, and plum forget to do what I ought to do.”

Loft    “I used to be scared to climb up as high as the barn loft unless there was a load of hay being pitched in.” (You city folks know that one because landlords fix up these old dusty attics, call it a loft, and charge you $1500 a month to climb up there and sleep.)

Bust    “(President Hoover), we all know that you was handed a balloon that was blowed up to its utmost. You held it as carefully as any one could, but the thing busted right in your hands.”

Yonder   “All I know is just what I read in the papers, and what I see here and yonder.

Holler    (here you get two words for the price of one) “Everybody hollers about all this big new batch of money that is to be spent.” It’s also a small valley, often with a crick runnin’ through it.

Poke     (Here’s one with at least four or five meanings, a humongous bargain) “So you see it wasent any organized effort to poke pears down a Visitor’s throat by the better business element.”
” …it was pitch dark. Cabs were poking along, people feeling their way about.”
“A good many papers are poking fun at these “Progressives” who are meeting in Washington.”
Poke is also a sack to put your store-bought groceries in. And, in a pinch, a Poke can fill in for a Samsonite.

Well, that’s a few official words to start off with. I don’t want to give you the whole kitt and caboodle in one lesson. As kind of a homework assignment, for bonus points here’s five words to figure out by next week: dreckly; press; cuttin’ up; nairy; and ramp.

Historic quotes from Will Rogers: see above

Pope Benedict, and a tribute to former President Harding

# 362, April 19, 2005

MARION, Ohio:  My speaking career and the news from the Vatican seem to be running in parallel this month. Today I was invited to address a lunch put on by the International Association of Administrative Professionals, which to some of us older folks means Secretaries, and as soon as I quit talking, news came over the radio about the new Pope Benedict XVI. (I ain’t sure but I believe that’s 16 in the Roman language). Well, by coincidence on April 2, I was appearing at an Armstrong Steel Erectors safety conference, and right after the bell rang for me to quit, we got word of the passing of John Paul II. Now, I don’t know what the next big news from the Catholic Church might be, but I’m gonna try to get a speech scheduled just ahead of it.

This is the home of our former President, Warren G. Harding, and the big news in The Marion Star, the paper he founded, is about plans for a Mural they’re going to paint on the side of a building. It’s big enough they can include a chunk of the history of the whole county. They got some good ideas so far, and they’ll sure make room for an image of Mr. Harding. I suggest they show the front page of the paper in 1921 with his picture and the headline the day he was inaugurated. If they include a golf club for him, it’ll put a smile on his face. They’ll draw a train, a farm field with corn and cows and hogs, and maybe an ice cream cone. And a box of Cracker Jacks. I bet you didn’t know, and I didn’t myself till today, that no matter where in the world you eat Cracker Jacks, they come from Marion.

In Oklahoma City, they paid tribute to the victims of that fertilizer bomb ten years ago. They did away with McVey, and if our courts can get off the streets more of these hate-filled radicals that want to do harm to their our country, why maybe then we could spend more manpower on the ones trying to sneak in.

Gas is down to $2.00. Say, did you ever think gas at $2.00 would be GOOD news?

P.S. Yes, gas was $1.95 the day I wrote this. The next morning every station in Ohio had it back up to $2.25.

Historic quotes from Will Rogers:

(On meeting President Harding in the White House) “But [Will Hayes] didn’t even get to start to introduce me before the President said, ‘Hello, where’s your chewing gum?’ So instead of me telling him anything funny, he starts in repeating things I had said on the Follies for years. So the fellow who tells you Mr. Harding went right from the farm to the White House is cuckoo. I told him I wanted to tell him the latest political jokes. He said, ‘I know them. I appointed most of them.'” (undated notes)

“I only hope our future presidents can be gifted with his sense of humor and justice. He was a mighty good friend to us theatrical people; he was a good friend to all kinds of people.” WA # 36, August 19, 1923

“If [President Harding] had a weakness it was in trusting friends, and the man that don’t do that, then there is something the matter with him. Betrayed by friendship is not a bad Memorial to leave.” DT #1528, June 16, 1931

Will Rogers on Kings of England, Popes, Divorce, and the Boelyn (or Boleyn) sisters

# 361, April 10, 2005

COLUMBUS: Newspapers say 4 million people were in Rome for the funeral. Maybe 500 million around the world attended a memorial service. Church leaders of all faiths are praying those folks will show up for their regular worship services next weekend.

There’s 115 Cardinals camping out at the Vatican, spending the next week or so to get acquainted, size each other up, and then get down to business. It’s kind of a condensed version of a New Hampshire primary campaign, except there’s no snow and only the candidates get to vote. The voting may take a few days, or it could be like the 1924 Democratic Convention and go on for weeks. If it is successful, and they end up with an ideal Pope like John Paul II, the Democrats themselves may adopt the same idea for 2008. The biggest problem, once word gets out about the new plan, will be narrowing the field of candidates to 115.

Charles and Camilla got married yesterday. Let us pray she does not meet the same end as King Henry’s second bride. (see below)

Historic Quotes from Will Rogers:

Will Rogers had just finished reading a biography, “Henry the Eighth” by Francis Hackett, and wrote two of his Weekly Articles as kind of a book report. King Henry VIII reigned from 1509 to 1547. Below is most of the second WA. I have added a couple of details in [brackets]. Will Rogers wrote an accurate, short and humorous account of this part of Henry’s life, probably more factual than the movie “The Other Boleyn Girl”.

“All I know is just what I read in history. Last Sunday our lesson was Henry 8th. I told you about his first wife, Catherine of Arragon. Arragon translated from our old College days Latin means, ‘Somewhere in Spain.’ Well Henry just ‘lost his taste for Catherine.’ He was trying to raise him a bunch of Boy Babies and Catherine’s inclination ran more to the effeminate.

Now we get Anne Boelyn (Anne Boleyn). Catherine was a devout Catholic, and dident believe in a divorce. But Anne could regulate her religion and her morals to fit the situation. She just said, “If this big fat round headed Bird is going to start in on a series of promiscious weddings, why I better get in early, while he is really only an Amateur.”

But wait a minute, before we get to Anne, we got to stop and do something for Mary Boelyn, Anne’s sister [one year younger]. Mary had a husband named Carey. But what’s a husband between friends?… Now Anne comes in. Anne Boleyn was nineteen, Henry was 35. Catherine Boleyn, his wife, was 41. Now who of the two will win? You said it.

…This Cardinal Woolsey was the one that King Henry kept promising that he would see that he would be made Pope at the next vacancy. Well, Woolsey had the backing of Henry but he lacked the vote of some 55 Cardinals. If it hadent been for that little oversight he might have been elected. Henry was for him on the platform of ‘Divorce relief.’ Clement the Pope couldent see any reason why Henry should have a spare wife when he already had one, but if Henry could make Woolsey Pope he could have have given him a bill of sale to go out and marry who and what he wanted. Why there is practically no telling who all Henry would have married.

No woman would have been safe from becoming Queen of England. Woolsey would go to Rome when a Pope would die with what Henry thought would be enough votes. But some other King from France or Spain would send an entry with more ‘Doubloons’ and before poor old Woolsey could cummunicate with Henry to make another Campaign donation, why the new Pope would be elected. Radio, or even a good Bicycle, would have been a godsend to Woolsey in those trying hours. But it just looked like Woolsey was a Democrat in a Republican administration. So when Henry the 8th saw that Rome was going to veto his divorce bills, why Henry and Woolsey started a religion of their own.

It wasent exactly a free love religion, But they would listen to reason in case some ‘Gentleman’ run onto a younger Lady friend. Had Rome given Henry a divorce there would have been no Church of England, for Henry wasent particular about what religion it was, all he wanted was, ‘Bigger and better Divorces.’ So this Anne Boelyn really should be their Patron Saint. She not only started a row, but a Religion.

Henry kinder suggested to Anne that there really dident have to be any marriage ceremony. But Anne had seen where her sister Mary had finished when there had been no wedding bells. So she just kindly informed the old King that there would be a session with the Justice of the Peace before he started any of his funny business.

This Anne lived in 1529 just four hundred years ago, but Boy she knew her Onions. She not only knew her Onions but her King.

Henry started a couple of wars thinking maybe that would attract some attention to him and his Country and make it look so important that Rome would have to listen to reason. That’s when he issued that famous historic statement, ‘My Kingdom, My Kingdom for a divorce.’ Anne stood pat, and the Catholic church lost England, which was of such little importance to them that it was about like [Herbert] Hoover losing Rhode Island. Martin Luther over in Germany was kinder kicking for a minority religion at this time, and I guess that’s really about where Henry got his idea from. Luther dident want to get married again, he just wanted to get free.

Well when he got his own Court and made his own laws, why of course he said that Catherine was not married to him. He had it annulled on the grounds that he had never seen Anne Boelyn when he married Catherine. Mistaken identity. So he grabs off Anne, and leaves Catherine and his daughter Mary [Queen Mary I, from 1553-1558], marries Anne and in five months she has a baby and it’s a Girl so he starts looking around again. This baby was Elizabeth, that we are later to hear so much of. [Queen Elizabeth I, from 1558-1603] What happened to Anne? The Axe. What had she done? Nothing. But Henry had run onto Jane Seymour, and in the meantime Catherine had died of a broken heart, so his batting average was met two, defeated two.

Here is what Anne Boelyn said, ‘I heard the Executioner is very good, and I have a little neck.’ That night Henry give a big party; he had found a better way than to divorce ’em. He married Jane who dident have much to recommend her outside of just being of the female gender. Well they hadent any more than got home from the church till they had a baby, and it was a boy, and she died at once, which was fortunate for her, for he was already in communication with Germany to import a new wife from over there. Her name was Anne of Cleves. His Ministers had picked her from a Hans Holbein Portrait, so they brought her over and I will say one thing for old Henry, he had no conscience but he did have judgement. He went to the docks to meet Anne from Germany, and got one flash at her, and chopped off Cromwell’s head for being such a bad judge of beauty. But it looked like it would strengthen the Kingdom with Europe if he married her, so he shut his eyes and went at it. She had been what the Japanese call a Picture bride, all they see is the picture. But Holbein was a painter, not a camera. If Cameras had been in use it would have saved Henry that marriage. One snap shot with a No. 2 Brownie of her, would have kept her right at home. She had a lot of breeding but no class. She was a Princess 31 years old; she made up in virtue what she lacked in charm. Well Henry had never been very high on virtue. What he wanted was beauty, and how!! And Henry dident know what that was. Neither do I.

Cromwell said, ‘Yes, me Lord, but she hath a Queenly manner.’ Henry wisecracking back, ‘Well she don’t need it to protect her.’ She missed beheading by his divorcing her and sending her home.

Now we get Catherine Howard, a cousin of Anne Boelyn’s. She went to the block with these kind words, ‘I die Queen of England, but I would rather die the wife of a Culpepper,’

Well that dident make Henry feel any too good, to know that he wasent in as good favor as Culpepper, so he just hunted up [Thomas] Culpepper and off with his bean. Oh, what a cheerful little ancestor our folks that come over on the Mayflower had in this Gentleman Henry.

Well he was death on Catherines. He gets another one, only they all spell their name different. This last one is Katherine Parr. She was a motherly kind of a soul and they do say, and all hoped it was true, that she poisoned him. Anyhow she beat him to the Axe. She had been married twice before, and you got to learn something in that time, course Henry had her Six to Three, but her and that English grog bumped him off before he could get her. She buried him and then married the man of her choice which was No. 4 for her.

And then we say, ‘What’s our Country coming to, we are getting worse and worse.’

Well it looks to me the only safe man in those days was the Axe man.” WA # 337, June 9, 1929.

“Sol Bloom [Senator] of New York… is the Jewish friend of mine that gave me the letter of Introduction to the Pope, last year when I was going to Rome. Not only gave it to me but it worked, and I saw him.” WA # 220, Feb. 27, 1927.

“I don’t care what your religion is, what your belief is, what your opinion on various humanitarian questions: individuals, and political parties especially, can learn much from the Pope of the great Catholic Church. [Pope Pius XI] When you read what he says you don’t have to start wondering, or ask your neighbor what he meant, he says what he meant.” DT # 1393, Jan. 9, 1931.

“I guess our country holds the record for dumbness. The Pope spoke to the world this morning in three languages and we didn’t understand a one of ’em.” DT # 1501, May 15, 1931.

Weekly Comments: Will contemplates the past, present and future

# 360, March 30, 2005

COLUMBUS: Let me take you back to August 15, 1935. Point Barrow, Alaska.

Now suppose things had turned out different in that little plane crash with “me” and Wiley. And death had not come on so sudden.

Then, while we’re still speculating, just suppose Congress had been asked to pass a law to let me keep eating. I ain’t so sure they would have done it. Definitely not in August. No Senator would ever be caught in Washington in the heat of summer.

If they could postpone the vote till October, they might consider it.

I can hear a couple of my friends in Congress discussing the dire situation, “Are you sure he’s in a vegetative state? He was always a big meat eater, you know.”

“Oh, he’s vegetative alright. He can’t eat, can’t write.., he can’t even talk…”

“You’re sure he can’t talk?”

“He can’t talk. He’ll never be able to talk again.”

“Well ok then, let’s save him.”

“Yes, the government’s feeding half the country as it is, what’s one more.”

Fast forward 70 years. In January a wise and wonderful lady I know died after a short illness. I won’t identify her, but some of you knew her personally. Just before she passed away she told her loving husband and family, “Have the party and then get on with it.”

Historical quote from Will Rogers: (on the death of his sister Maud Lane)

“She has passed away. But she had lived such a life that it was a privilege to pass away. Death didn’t scare her. It was only an episode in her life. If you live right, death is a Joke to you as far as fear is concerned.” WA #128, May 24, 1925

Irish luck helps pick this week’s winners.

# 359, March 16, 2005

DUBLIN: Before you get concerned that I’m off on another junket, let me admit that this Dublin is a next door neighbor to Columbus, in the middle of Ohio, not Ireland. This is the Dublin that Jack Nicklaus built, or as he will be known tomorrow, Jack O’Nicklaus.

College basketball is kinda taking over here in the US this week. Wall Street and horse racing are taking a back seat to basketball for the gamblers. A few will bet the farm, but the vast majority will more likely wager a cup of coffee or two on which one of 64 teams will cut down the nets in three weeks.

With a bit of the luck of the Irish, I’ll go out on a limb and see if I can spot some winners for you. Now, I’m only taking it one week at a time; there’s no guarantee any of these will still be around after Sunday, but here are some that look like winners this week: Oklahoma State, Illinois, Kansas, West Virginia, Kentucky, Gonzaga, Lebanon, Robert Blake, oil barons, and steroid-free baseball players.

In Washington, Social Security is dividing the country as much as the issue of marriage is in California. Out there, folks can’t figure out which does more damage to the sanctity of marriage: gay weddings or Hollywood divorces.

On Social Security, Republicans say that if you let us start these youngsters on private savings accounts, we’ll take care of all the old people even if we have to borrow trillions of dollars to do it; that is, as long as you keep voting the Republican ticket. They figure in fifty years or so, these current young folks will have saved and earned so much dough in their personal accounts, they won’t even miss Social Security when it’s gone.

On the other hand, Democrats say there’s nothing wrong with Social Security, just leave it alone. They seem to know of some upcoming calamity whereby, commencing about 2020, no more than half of all retirees will live past 65, the way it was when Mr. Roosevelt started handing out checks in 1935. That will come as quite a shock to folks expecting to live to 100 and be retired as long as they had worked.

But you watch, they’ll compromise. And here’s what they’ll compromise on: we’ll get to pay more into it, work longer, and then draw less out of it. And they’ll both claim the credit.

Historic quote from Will Rogers:

“DUBLIN: It is so peaceful and quiet here in Dublin that it is almost disappointing.
Even the Irish themselves are beginning to get used to it and like it. They even have a representative at the Peace Conference.
Ireland treats you more like a friend than a tourist.” 
DT # 36, Sept. 8, 1926

New York farmers learn from Cornell and Mr. Miner

# 358, March 3, 2005

CHAZY, NY: I’m up here today on the west bank of Lake Champlain at the Miner Agricultural Institute. This week I’ve kinda skirted around the foothills of the Adirondacks, flying into Syracuse ahead of the snow, then on up to Lowville where Kraft makes their cream cheese, on to Carthage and Madrid, located near the St. Lawrence River, and over to Chazy.

One of the highlights was getting to stay at the historic farm house, Shadow Lawn Cottage (which is to most cottages what The Greenbrier is to most hotels). I slept in a bed built special for Diamond Jim Brady. In case you don’t know, Mr. Brady was a big man, maybe 6-6 and 300 pounds, so I was confident my toes wouldn’t dangle over the end. The mattress and springs were rated industrial grade Firm, and mighty comfortable.

William H. Miner worked for the railroads and studied engineering at the University of Minnesota where he learned enough to design, patent and manufacture improved components for railcars, and became one of the richest men in America. Jim Brady was his top salesman, worked on commission, and often came to see Mr. Ziegfeld’s “Midnight Frolic”. (See historic quote)

After making his fortune, Mr. Miner returned to his grandfather’s Chazy farm and expanded it to over 12,000 acres with 800 employees. He was successful at farming, which any farmer today will tell you is easier when you start out rich. But Mr. Miner was more than rich, he was smart. He said, “No other occupation is so vital to the human race as farming. It has to do with our very existence – the production of food and conservation of soil.” You notice he said farming is vital. He didn’t mention railroads, although Miner Enterprises is still prospering in the railroad business, what’s left of it. This Institute still has most of the acres, but only a fraction of the employees, and their Holstein cows produce more milk and meat products than ever.

At all these stops across North New York, Cornell professors and I have been kinda preaching Mr. Miner’s philosophy on conserving soil by making the soil healthier. Soil health ain’t much different than our own health. When soil’s healthy it’s got more life in it, and lives longer. The farmer takes care of the soil, and the soil takes care of the farmer.

Later I’m flying out of Burlington, Vermont, down to LaGuardia and home to Columbus in time to see Arnold at his annual Fitness Convention. They say it will attract a couple thousand participants and 100,000 gawkers, the largest crowd ever to pay to see a Governor.

Speaking of flying, Steve Fossett finished that historic flight, around the world non-stop solo in three days, without refueling. That puts him in the record books up there pretty close to Lindbergh and Wiley Post. Wiley, with navigator Harold Gatty, made it around the world in nine days in 1931.

Martha Stewart is getting out of jail tonight. West Virginia kinda hates to see her go. The Chamber of Commerce is working on a plan to bring in more of these popular incarcerated attractions. They offered to finance construction of an extra wing just for Men if they can be assured of getting a crack at Robert Blake or Bernie Ebbers. They’ll even take Scott Peterson on short-term loan from California, but West Virginia draws the line at Michael Jackson.

Historic quotes from Will Rogers: (on Diamond Jim Brady)

“Picking out and talking about distinguished people in the audience I use quite a little, but never unless I know them personally and know that they will take a joke as it is meant. The late Diamond Jim Brady I always spoke of, as I knew him and he always seemed to take an interest in my little act. Once at a big banquet Mr. Brady recited a little poem which he had written himself. I learned the piece and shortly afterwards one night when he was in the audience I did his poem. This made a great hit with Mr. Brady. My best one on him was: “I always get to go to all the (opening) nights, yes I do. I go with Mr. Brady. He sits in the first row and I stand at the back and if anybody cops a diamond I am supposed to rope ’em before they get away with it.” He was certainly a wonderfully fine man.” How To Be Funny, July 1917

Farmers lack interest in Prince Charles, Camilla or Chris Rock

# 357, February 25, 2005

ADA, Ohio:  This little town is the home of Ohio Northern University, and Ada is famous because this is where Wilson makes footballs for the professional and college players, and about everyone else. They ship thousands, maybe millions, of those balls out each year, and they are all properly inflated, which means that Ada exports not just pigskins but a whole lot of air. Now it don’t change the climate, but weather maps always show the wind direction here as inbound. Kinda the opposite of the state capital when the Legislature’s in session.

I’m here for a farmer conference, and some of you regular readers are probably wondering if that’s all I do, just go to farm meetings. Well, no, but I can’t think of a better place to be. And these farmers feel it’s important to keep on learning. They want to know how to produce more food for less dollars, and reduce soil erosion and keep the dust out of the air.

You may be saying, “Don’t they already know how to farm? Aren’t there other things in the world more interesting to learn about than how to grow corn and raise hogs?” Well, not to these folks. I spent most of two days with 600 of them, and not a one offered a prediction on who will win the Oscars Sunday night. The makeup of the Michael Jackson jury don’t matter. Nobody inquired if I was invited to the wedding of Prince Charles and Camilla.

Chris Rock is hosting the Academy Awards. Anyone who has seen him perform in person or on HBO is a bit concerned. The network says they will use a five-second delay, and cut out any foul language or behavior. But if Mr. Rock follows his usual style, those five-seconds will add up in a hurry, and if they cut ’em all out, the show will end by 10:45. You folks know that Johnny Carson, Billy Crystal, Bob Hope and a couple others have emceed the show. But did you know that the 1934 Academy Awards, the first one held in public, was emceed by Will Rogers? Well it was. You can read a few of his remarks below. You will note that talented emcees don’t need a string of cuss words every few seconds to be funny.

Hollywood is making fun of Prince Charles because he is marrying a woman he loves, rather than one that’s young, glamorous and beautiful. He tried that once, and found it didn’t suit his nature. As far as I’m concerned, Charles, it don’t matter if Hollywood or your mother decides not to attend the wedding. But I do have one suggestion for the ceremony: wear pants. A kilt may be a jaunty tradition in Old England, but an old Prince with old knees should start a new custom with a pair of dark trousers.

Historic quotes from Will Rogers:

Will Rogers was Master of Ceremonies, Academy Awards, March 18, 1934

[The 7th Academy Awards, 1934, were dominated by the film ‘It Happened One Night’ (Columbia Pictures): Best picture, best actor (Clark Gable), best actress (Claudette Colbert), best director (Frank Capra).]

Here are a few of Will’s remarks…

“I was always a little leery of this organization. The name, Arts and Sciences, I think that name has bluffed out more people than it has attracted. This is the highest sounding named organization I ever attended. If I didn’t know so many of the people who belonged to it personally I would have taken that name serious.

(The statuettes) are lovely things. They were originally designed as prizes at a nudist colony bazaar, but they didn’t take ’em. It must be terribly artistic, for nobody has any idea what it is. It represents the triumph of nothingness over the stupendousness of zero.

I will tell you what gave me the courage to come here tonight among this galaxy of feminine loveliness and masculine intellect. Looking over the backs of chairs it looks like Ermine’s last roundup.

It takes great restraint to stand here and hand out tokens of merit to inferior actors.

There is great acting in this room tonight, greater than you will see on the screen. We all cheer when somebody gets a prize that everyone of us in the house knows should be ours. Yet we smile and take it. Boy that’s acting.

I have never seen any of these pictures. They don’t look at mine and why should I go see theirs?”

 

Presidents Day finds our Presidents at work

# 356, February 20, 2005

COLUMBUS: Tomorrow is Presidents Day. It’s supposed to be a holiday, and it is for everyone except our Presidents. President Bush is in Europe, trying to make peace with France and Germany and Russia. Former Presidents Clinton and Bush #1 are in Indonesia and Sri Lanka to relieve the suffering and help the survivors find work. President Carter launched a new submarine named for him. Only President who has kept his whereabouts secret is Gerald Ford, and he would probably be playing golf in Palm Springs except it’s raining so much in California no golfer can play a round without a boat.

I guess it’s only fair for them to work. Washington and Lincoln never got the day off.

Before he left for Belgium, Mr. Bush was still working on his Social Security plan. (See Historic quote below) He says he might allow the maximum salary you pay FICA on to rise above $90,000, so he is halfway to the plan I laid out last week. But nothing’s gonna happen to it this year. Congress only looks two years ahead, not forty, unless it’s their own retirement plan they’re voting for.

Our newspapers and television reporters have some new competition lately. There seems to be a lot of folks that put out “news” over the internet. They call themselves bloggers, but in earlier times they were mostly known as gossips. Naturally they get the news right once in a while.

They get their news from just about anyone that’ll send it to them, and nothing is off the record. If you don’t want your words broadcast over the Internet, you better not even think ’em, let alone say ’em or write ’em. It won’t be long till a reporter can aim some electronic contraption at your brain and whatever you’re thinking will instantly show up in English on his computer screen. If it disagrees with the words coming out of your mouth, why naturally he’ll go with the brain waves and ignore what you’re saying. This device is still a few years off for commercial use, but a lot of men will claim it’s been used for years by their wives.

The Democrats picked Howard Dean to run the party. I don’t often print my own “re-runs”, but you might enjoy what I wrote in Weekly Comments #310 exactly a year ag “…a headline said, “Dean quits race, vows to reform Democratic Party”. He’s taking on a Herculean task. It’s easier to get nominated than to get Democrats to reform. They nominate somebody every four years, kinda out of habit, but nobody’s old enough to remember when they ever reformed. But if you think it’s hard for a Democrat to reform, just try it on a Republican. He’s a doctor, so he may knock ’em out with ether, surgically remove the objectionable organs, call in a plastic surgeon for a face lift, and in a few weeks introduce the “New Reformed Democrat”. Just because it hasn’t been done doesn’t mean it shouldn’t.”

Jeff Gordon won the Daytona 500 today. That was kinda of a re-run, since he’s done it three times now. These NASCAR boys hold their biggest race at the start instead of the end of the season. That way the cars are shiny, not dented and beat up like at the end of the season, or even like the end of today’s race. They’re expecting a prosperous year in 2005 since they won’t have all that competition from hockey.

National Hockey League players decided to take the year off rather than play for only $2,000,000 a man. The whole problem started for the NHL when they added so many teams south of the border. We’ve got one of the new teams right here in Columbus, and it’s mighty popular. But years ago when most of the teams were in Canada, salaries were not a problem, because there’s not many options to make a million in Canada, expect maybe gold mining and fur trapping.

Historic quote from Will Rogers:

“One thing you got to say for an administration that tries out a lot of plans, some of `em are apt to be pretty good. Now this one that broke out yesterday where they help out these young folks, that sounds awful good. Course I look for bountiful editorial condemnation, for it’s going to cost money. But if you help out the young folks up to 20, and the old ones over 60, that only gives a fellow a little stretch in between of about forty years where he has to do any worrying for himself (or herself as the sex may be). If we can keep the young happy and the old satisfied, why all the middle-aged have to look out for is its women automobile drivers.” DT #2775, June 27, 1935

“Some man… kept quoting Lincoln’s famous remark about ‘God must have loved the common people because he made so many of them.’ You are not going to get people’s votes nowadays by calling them common. Lincoln might have said it but I bet you it was not until after he was elected.” WA # 82, July 6, 1924

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Valentine’s Day brings change, cards and chocolate

# 355, February 13, 2005

WESTON, WV: Valentine’s Day is upon us, and it just shows you how things change. Back in the 1920’s and 30’s “I” wrote about two million words for the newspapers, and not a single mention of Valentines Day. In those days, February 14 came and went with nary a mention. Then along came the florists, the chocolate purveyors and card manufacturers, and they said, “Ain’t there something we can celebrate between Christmas and Mother’s Day?”

So you see, St. Valentine’s Day was there all along but it took Hallmark and Hershey to put it on the calendar.

This county here in the middle of West Virginia is having an election next Saturday, to vote on a school tax. They have passed the same tax every time since 1950, so folks are naturally optimistic. You know, when you educate ’em right over fifty odd years, why they tend to see some advantage of keeping a good thing going. Of course the schools ain’t perfect, nobody claims they are, but it sure beats doing without ’em. So go ahead and vote, even if nobody aims to shoot you.

In Iraq they say 58 percent voted. In a school district just outside of Columbus, Ohio, last week they held a levy election so the schools wouldn’t close; only 30 percent voted, and it failed. Now the schools won’t exactly close, but they will shut down every day about 3 o’clock because they have to cancel all the sports, bands, clubs, and other extra activities. You just watch, when the 70 percent that was too inconvenienced to vote comes face to face every afternoon with that hoard of teenagers and young children roaming through the neighborhood with nothing to do but get into devilment, they’ll be begging for a new election.

President Bush is still out roaming the country, selling his Social Security plan to the Republicans. Democrats don’t matter to the President because they like Social Security just the way things are going. If there’s nothing left in forty years it won’t matter to a Democrat because the way things are going, in forty years there won’t be any of us Democrats left either.

Senator Graham has proposed a compromise plan, and it’s got some mighty good points. But I want to take his plan and make it downright foolproof, and here’s the way we do it. Like Sen. Graham, we raise the salary they collect on… right now it’s about $90,000… but for every ten thousand dollars it goes up, we add a year to the retirement age. I ain’t thought it all through yet, but I think it can work.

And I haven’t forgot about the President. In my plan, young workers don’t pay into Social Security till they reach 25. Now it’s still collected, but it goes into one of those Bush private accounts, every penny. That way our young folks get a taste of saving and investing, and since they don’t make a great deal at that age, it won’t deprive the Social Security system of much more than pocket change.

Since these young folks are beginning to understand they may have to work till 75 or 80 before they retire, why, they might decide to stay in school and skip work entirely till they hit 25.

Historic quotes from Will Rogers: (on February 13 or14)

“The world’s mind is on romance. It’s Annie [Morrow] and Lindy that our minds are on today. What do we care if Hoover catches a whale? Or Coolidge shoots a bear? It’s our boy and that fine girl we are thinking of tonight, a great girl from a fine, wholesome family. That boy Lindbergh was just born to use good judgment.” DT# 796, Feb. 13, 1929 [They had just announced their engagement on Feb. 12]

“So that Nicaragua can have a fair election next Fall, why, we have the Marines on horseback down there now watching the voters. It’s a great idea for Nicaragua, but we haven’t got enough Marines and enough horses to even patrol the Pennsylvania and Illinois precincts.” DT #485, Feb. 14, 1928

Super Bowl, sex and State of the Union grab headlines

# 354, February 7, 2005

COLUMBUS: The New England Patriots won the Super Bowl again last night. If Coach Belichick gets a couple more of those championships they’ll have to rename the Lombardi Trophy after him. He is the Houdini of the NFL. He takes the players nobody else wants and teaches them how to beat better teams. He clipped the Eagles wings, tied them down, and they didn’t even realize they had been hypnotized till after the final whistle. The other coaches, not just Andy Reed, all say, “Yes, the Patriots won. But we’re better.” It’ll take till next season for ’em to figure out his magic tricks, if then.

There was one hero for Philadelphia. Terrell Owens defied medical science by catching nine passes on one good leg and a second one that should’ve been in a plaster cast and elevated.

President Bush needs to find the doctor that got Owens healed in 6 weeks when it usually takes 15. If he can do it with one football player, imagine what miracles he could perform if he was in charge of all our folks on Medicare and Workers Compensation. Patients wouldn’t have to send to Canada for drugs ’cause they would use so few of them. Injured workers would get back on the job so quick output would go up, companies would make more dough and pay more taxes and we wouldn’t have to raise the Social Security age to 75 to balance the budget.

The Super Bowl cleaned up its halftime show and commercials, so the guys wanting to see a little more skin are gonna have to subscribe to cable. Tonight ABC News announced they were surprised that the same cable companies that are making billions from charging extra to air sex shows are giving millions to support Congressmen running on moral values. They should not be surprised. Persuading Congress to prohibit sex on free TV is good for business, just like a different kind of Prohibition 80 years ago. (see last quote) So look for Congress to vote for less free sex on television, and more in the Capitol.

The Iraqis last Sunday taught us a few things about running elections. Ban cars, make everyone walk to the polls and threaten to shoot ’em. Can you imagine the howl if every voter was required to dip a finger in blue ink. Then bar exit polling and make us wait a few days before the ballots are counted and results posted. Say, maybe it’s worth a try.

President Bush gave the State of the Union speech, and left town before the Democrats could respond. He went out campaigning for his Social Security reform plan. When he found out no one understands the economics of how it will go broke in forty or fifty years from spending more than it takes in, he decided it was safe to return to Washington and present his Budget. It calls for spending $2.5 Trillion while collecting $2.1 Trillion. Even with all that spending some folks are getting cut short. The big farmers will have to economize and get by on a $250,000 subsidy. Price of some foods may go up to make up the difference. Cities may have to pay for their own parks, and states pay to educate their students.

Tomorrow night I’m going to see Mark Twain here in Columbus. He ought to have something humorous to say about old age pensions, deficits and sex.

Former heavyweight boxer Max Schmeling died last week at 99 in Germany. (see first quote below) He was the world champion so long ago, 1930-32, I forgot he was still living.

Historic quote from Will Rogers:

“This fellow Schmeling deserves a lot of credit. He has from the start here conducted himself both in and out of the ring in a mighty commendable way that has brought nothing but credit on his country.” DT # 2137, June 9, 1933

“The budget is a mythical bean bag. Congress votes mythical beans into it, and then tries to reach in and pull real beans out.” DT #2047, February 24, 1933.

“I tell you turning your land into a golf course is the salvation of the farmer. That’s the only thing to do with land now, is just to play golf on it. Sell your land and caddy.” DT # 593, June 20, 1928

“Pres. Harding canvassed Denver on ‘The enforcement of the [Prohibition] law.’ The bootleggers all agreed with him that the stricter the law is enforced the better it will make prices. Why, in some places it was getting terrible; the prices had dropped to almost what they were before the law went in. If there is one thing that will starve out bootlegging it is cheap prices.” WA # 31, July 15, 1923