Gast, you are certainly to be admired. I don't really care about whether I can agree with what you write -- mostly because I don't give a shit. But your guts and determination to stand in the storm are notable. Fuck 'em. Keep it up! And I will be entertained.
I totally agree about the signage. Fixable without extravagant expenditure. We are fortunate to have our interstates in nearly the best condition of all, nationwide. Certainly little spots could be improved, but basically they ain't broke, so lets not fix 'em. Spend the money elsewhere -- on signage.
An artistic knuckleball, served up to steroid, testosterone saturated cudgel swingers of major league baseball, travelling a path that can be compared somewhat to a slightly cooked spaghetti string pushed uphill, is truly a thing of beauty. It's also an indication that the deliverer has grown inevitably, intelligently, out of the age bracket featuring obsessive fascination with heat and smoke.
Go for it old boy. Hell, your career in the show could be another ten or twelve years. Look at Hoyt Wilhelm. And a trip to Cooperstown just might be your reward at the end of things.
That'd be nice for one of our own. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Willie is an icon certainly, and certainly quotable too. One of my favorites, from an appearance on Imus in the morning, answering a query from I-man about a favorite song title: "I Hate Every Bone In Your Body But Mine." Another -- a comment about turning seventy-six: "I've outlived my dick." He can still make music though. Yea, Willie!
"And why is Tennessee getting involved? Do they really think that Tennesseans have been so ripped off by the book industry that they need to sue to recover our funds for us? Or is there something else?"
I'm betting it's something else. And it has to be money flowing - or not flowing (or the threat thereof) - to places of real political power, which we beneath them aren't likely to find out about.
Just as any industry that operates on hype - television, country music, rock 'n' roll, film - should the publishing industry be expected to operate differently? It is, after all, show business; even though its high minded entrepreneurs would have everyone think otherwise. And of course all the political wolves cruising the cookie jar with them would also have us think likewise.
This whole lawsuit business is, to me at least, "a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma" (Thank you Sir Winston) and is likely to remain so. So all that's left for us to do is watch. Unfortunately.
Indeed, "Our motives may not be pure." Ain't that the truth!
Truth is, violence among marriage partners fundamentally in love each other emanates from maladjusted mind-sets inherited from family. There is even a biblical indication of it: Numbers, I think. Goes something like this (not gonna' look it up): "The sins of the fathers shall be visited upon the sons down to the third and fourth generations." Males seek mates that fit what they've been taught. So do females. Psychologists agree.
No question, family violence is horrible. However, the fundamental cause issue isn't the foul behavior of the strongest, but what set the whole bucket of shit to work in the first place. What about a female harboring festering resentment of her main man, inherited from the same festering resentment of a daddy who abused her in whatever way? When she performs something that breaks her man's balls, and she will because she's dreamt of it since way back, just exactly how could he be expected to respond? Likewise, how will a man who has selected a woman just like a non-nurturing mother with a puritanical code of behavior, discovering the wife violating that sacred code, respond any other way than to exercise physical power?
I've said all that to say this: Law enforcement and the judiciary are impotent in the extreme to bring about any correction of the problem whatever. And contrary to popular opinion, the men aren't any more to be blamed than the women. So, what is the solution?
Damned if I know. Probably dying. If anybody has a better solution, lemme' know.
Coyote gone --- didn't know. Sorry to discover that, and it explains why I no longer encounter him walking his dog, Sawyer Black, around the marina any more. He always let Sawyer run. Didn't believe in leashes, and Sawyer was just as cool as Coyote. We used to share a beer and chat while we watched Sawyer do his thing. Too bad.
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