
A lot of firsts coming down the pike. First black president.
How long before we get a gay president? I don't think we've had a major contender who has been gay.
Some point to the precursor to Lincoln, as an actual gay man. What was his name again? Polk? Not Polk. Pierce? No, not Pierce. Starts with a B. Bum? No. Buchanan. If you check B's Wiki page it says at bottom that back then there were more presidents than there were beds. They had to sleep in stacks. Contemporary historians see that and think it was by preference, but it was actually an exigency based on the dearth of beds or too many sleepy presidents without a Booth.
Who knows?
Let us think of the many firsts. Caligula appointed his horse as a senator. That was a first.
Being first doesn't necessarily mean best. I want a ladybug for president. Ladybugs for president!
I like nature, and therefore I like the country, but I prefer acid rock to country music.
Who wants to go back to country music? Not eye, said the blind man.
Many people still like country music. It's often about fidelity, and about families.
One of the things that has surprised me is how well the conservatives have actually held their side. They listen to country music. They like the myth of the cowboy. Reagan openly played on this, as did Bush 2. Lincoln's hat was too high to be called a cowboy hat. But even if the hats have shrunk, they still mean something, and are similar to the hats of Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I think that Scott Brown in his Massachusetts run often wore a stocking cap. It's hard to make those look authoritative.
Whatever we can say about politics is often old hat.
I'd like to see a presidential candidate with a basket of fruit on their head in a Carmen Miranda type of hat.
The last important conservative poet was Marianne Moore. She wore a triangular hat that recalled Washington. In Brooklyn, where she lived, Washington fought a battle with the British and lost three thousand men in one go, almost as many as we've lost in Iraq. But Washington took it in stride. Marianne Moore wore a hat similar to Washington's. She wrote only one hundred poems or so that she kept in Complete Poems. She did of course write more but she wrote them off as losses.
Moore appreciated people like Reinhold Niebuhr (they were friends). It's more a liberal German and Scandinavian thing, and maybe an old English thing, and maybe there's some kind of watershed in James Madison. I love Madison. He was a mainline Protestant. They were all mainline Protestants.
Moore was anti-communist, but she wasn't anti-liberal. She wasn't a racist. And she was also a mainline Protestant. Everyone should be a mainline Protestant. If you want to be happy, become a mainline Protestant. When everybody is a mainline Protestant, however, what would there be to protest?
I think it's important to get back to Moore's hat.
Not only of a kind of a poet, but as a kind of political thinker, and as a person, and as one who believed in military action. She was for the war in Vietnam, she was for the war in World War II. This is not to say that she was an all-around nut for war. You don't have to ride roughshod over people. Should poets wear a star?
There has to be law. People who break the law have to be called outlaws. They don't get to wear a star. They should wear the black hat.
The Evangelical Lutheran church of America accepted gay ordination last fall. It takes a long time to break out of the church because of a lengthy two-tiered voting system. each vote requires a super-majority of 66.6%, same as it took to accept gay ordination. About 300 congregations out of ten thousand are going down that route:
http://www.newsobserver.com/2010/02/24/355838/lutherans-seeing-fallout-over.html
Some things are make or break, but I wonder how many individuals have already left ELCA churches. That is something I see. And once people leave, they take their votes with them.
Some Romans found it appalling that Caligula appointed his horse as a senator.
Some might herald Caligula's appointment as the beginning of animal rights.
It's important for animals, if they want rights, to wear hats. Beavers should wear hats. Squirrels should wear hats. Hats with stars. In some cartoons, animals wear hats.
I don't want to see any particular group not wearing hats. It will be hard for insects to take off if they wear hats. So perhaps an exception can be made.
Anyone not wearing a hat should be excluded from the system of rights.
All Lutheran Surrealists should wear hats. We want to put the hatters back to work.
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The first earthquake I remember was when I was nine years old. I had just walked a quarter mile from our house to the busstop at seven thirty in the morning. I could see the school bus coming down the road about two stops away. There was a farm field planted with cucumbers between the busstop and our house. It was like an ocean wave that you could see rolling across the rows and rows of cucumbers in two or three ripples at five or ten second intervals. The middle wave was the biggest. I sat down on the grass to ride it out and get the full effect. Less than a minute later the bus pulled up. I got on and sat with my buddies, George Cook and Billy Voorhees. Their dads both worked at the mental hospital with my dad, but they lived on the hospital grounds a mile or two up the road. Billy's dad was the hospital superintendant so he had a swimming pool at his house that we got to use once in a while. They hadn't felt the earthquake because the bus had rubber tires and shock absorbers. They told me I was crazy.
Your profile picture needs a hat.
"Buchanan" was pronounced "Buckanan."
It's argued he was gay--it's also argued he was heartbroken. I mean Paul spent a lot of time around guys, too.
Country music is often about drunkeness and cheating, too. WOO COUNTRY MUSIC. Of course, I mean "old country" music. None of that neo-Nashville crap.
I used to have a wonderful cowboy hat when I lived in Finland. It cost a hundred dollars. I bought it in Stockmann's, their best department store. Shortly after moving to Delhi, I was in a pizza shop in Oneonta. The waitress stole my hat when I was in the restroom, I was told by a guy who was working there. He said she was wearing it at a party.
I never got it back.
I wear stocking caps now. It's too cold to go around here without a cap. We have several feet of snow on the ground at present.
You should get a fur hat.
I know you're a vegetarian.
But you can get a nice Beaver fur hat on ebay for like $25. And beavers are nuisance animals.
back in 1967 hitch-hiking across the country I stopped in this cowboy town Elgin, Illinoise just to the left of Chicago and
went into this hat shop where they had on hooks floor to ceiling cowboy hats
and I spotted a brown hat WAAAYYYYY YO on the wall.. maybe 10-12 feet up..
so this old guy went up the ladder and got me the hat..
A Coney fur hat that he had made..
he signed the hat for me "Deringer"
so
this guy wants to tell me all about his hat-making so he closes the store and we go to the bar/cafe next door and he tells me
that he worked designing and making the hats and his partner who took all of the credit... Stetson... sold 'em
while hitch-hiking through Montana a car whizzed by stopped backed up
and the beautiful girl said...
"I spotted your hat, so I backed up. Get in."
she took me to her dad's ranch... I stayed for a week
let me see if I can google an image of the hat
HEY
here's the exact hat:
http://www.cowboygunsandgear.com/accessories/bwestern1950s.jpg
I still got it..
needs a blocking but, nobody yet alive who know hor to so do or has the blocks..
neat thing about Coney fur... to clean I just put it in the washing machine
my hat is brown natural color of coney.
I asked Derringer what he did with the dead rabbits..
then he proceeded to buy us another beer and an order of fried rarebit and a couple of rarebit burgers...
and this in the heart of Prime Rib country!
My hat's made of kangaroo. I bought it last year in Cairns for sixty bucks at the cultural center on the James Cook campus. Perfect for golf.
I continue to be amused by our military chieftains.
"Just another six months should do it. Then we can bring the boys home. I mean, except for a small peace-keeping force of about 45,000 troops."
A year later..."Just another 18 months should do it, assuming our criteria are met. Things have shown great improvement, over the last year. People are actually out walking on the streets, and there are fewer snipers on street-corners. Gas is 10 cents a gallon here, but there isn't much traffic because the roads are all still mined. It'll take a generation or two to clear them. In the meantime, I want everyone to know how hard our young men and women are working here, and how much they need our support and prayers."
"Impatience and restlessness are inevitable at this stage. It's always been the case. But to do the job right, we have to bear down and take it right to the end. Otherwise, things will fall apart the moment we leave. The puppet...er, I mean the elected leaders here in Iraq have indicated a preference for our continued vigilance, to insure a period of stability leading up to the elections. They know, as do we, that the road to freedom is paved with pot-holes, but that sacrifice and commitment will triumph in the end. In the meantime, it would be unwise and undiplomatic of me to make any predictions about exactly when we might be able and willing to withdraw. We have to gauge the situation on the ground, as it unfolds. But progress is definitely being made. God bless America."
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