Bloged in Music, Video by Vinnie Vegas Sunday June 29, 2008
Another one of my favorite songs!
The legendary Stephen Foster penned many classic American songs, among them the previously blogged Old Folks at Home. He wrote another one of my favorite songs, though not one in my shower singing repertoire, the lovely and lyrical Beautiful Dreamer.
While I tend to prefer renditions of this song by female singers, I decided to post this lovely version by the talented Andy Rawn. Thanks for sharing it, Mr. Rawn!
Beautiful Dreamer by Stephen Foster, 1865
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world, heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away!
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
Mermaids are chanting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Bloged in News by Vinnie Vegas Thursday June 26, 2008
Be afraid, be very afraid
Readers of The Silver State Chronicles know that we have been on the brewing ape uprising for quite a while. Well, the fools in Spain are throwing some gasoiline on that fire. Read on and arm yourselves now!
MADRID (Reuters) - Spain’s parliament voiced its support on Wednesday for the rights of great apes to life and freedom in what will apparently be the first time any national legislature has called for such rights for non-humans.
Parliament’s environmental committee approved resolutions urging Spain to comply with the Great Apes Project, devised by scientists and philosophers who say our closest genetic relatives deserve rights hitherto limited to humans.
“This is a historic day in the struggle for animal rights and in defense of our evolutionary comrades, which will doubtless go down in the history of humanity,” said Pedro Pozas, Spanish director of the Great Apes Project.
Spain may be better known abroad for bull-fighting than animal rights but the new measures are the latest move turning once-conservative Spain into a liberal trailblazer.
Spain did not legalize divorce until the 1980s, but Prime Minister Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero’s Socialist government has legalized gay marriage, reduced the influence of the Catholic Church in education and set up an Equality Ministry.
The new resolutions have cross-party or majority support and are expected to become law and the government is now committed to update the statute book within a year to outlaw harmful experiments on apes in Spain.
“We have no knowledge of great apes being used in experiments in Spain, but there is currently no law preventing that from happening,” Pozas said.
Keeping apes for circuses, television commercials or filming will also be forbidden and breaking the new laws will become an offence under Spain’s penal code.
Keeping an estimated 315 apes in Spanish zoos will not be illegal, but supporters of the bill say conditions will need to improve drastically in 70 percent of establishments to comply with the new law.
Philosophers Peter Singer and Paola Cavalieri founded the Great Ape Project in 1993, arguing that “non-human hominids” like chimpanzees, gorillas, orang-utans and bonobos should enjoy the right to life, freedom and not to be tortured.
Bloged in News by Vinnie Vegas Wednesday June 25, 2008
Custer’s Last Stand!
Back when schools used to actually teach important stuff, history students learned of the Battle of Little Bighorn, way back in 1876. I memorialize the day by getting a haircut every June 25th!
In 1874 Lieutenant ColonelGeorge A. Custer led an expedition to the Black Hills of Dakota. He reported that he discovered gold in the area. The following year the United States government attempted to buy the Black Hills for six million dollars. The area was considered sacred by the Siouxand they refused to sell. Custer’s story attracted gold hunters and in April 1876 the mining town of Deadwood was established in the area.
On 17th May Sioux warriors killed and scalped five settlers in the Black Hills. Over the next couple of days seven more cases of men being murdered by the Sioux. On 17th June 1876, General George Crook and about 1,000 troops, supported by 300 Crowand Shoshone, fought against 1,500 members of the Sioux and Cheyenne tribes. The battle at Rosebud Creek lasted for over six hours. This was the first time that Native Americans had united together to fight in such large numbers. On 28th June General William Shermandeclared: “Forbearance has ceased to be a virtue toward these Indians, and only a severe and persistent chastisement will bring them to a sense of submission.”
On 22nd June, George A. Custer and 655 men were sent out to locate the villages of the Siouxand Cheyenneinvolved in the battle at Rosebud Creek. A very large encampment was discovered three days later. It was over 15 miles away and even with field glasses Custer was unable to discover the number of warriors the camp contained.
Instead of waiting for the arrival of the rest of the army led by General Alfred Terry, Custer decided to act straight way. He divided his force into three battalions in order to attack the camp from three different directions. One group led by Captain Frederick Benteen was ordered to march to the left. A second group led by Major Marcus Reno was sent to attack the encampment via the Little Big Horn River.
Major Reno was the first to charge the village. When he discovered that the camp was far larger than was expected he retreated to the other side of the Little Big Horn River. He was later joined by Captain Benteen and although they suffered heavy casualties they were able to fight off the attack.
George A. Custer and his men rode north on the east side of the Little Big Horn River. The Siouxand Cheyennesaw Custer’s men and swarmed out of the village. Custer was forced to retreat into the bluffs to the east where he was attacked by about 4,000 warriors. At the battle of the Little BighornCuster and all his 231 men were killed. This included his two brothers, Tom and Boston, his brother-in-law, James Calhoun, and his nephew, Autie Reed.
Bloged in News, Sports, Video by Vinnie Vegas Wednesday June 25, 2008
My love affair with pretty young women with strong legs continues!
What a catch! Evidently fans who went to see this game between the Tacoma Rainiers and Fresno Grizzlies at Fresno’s Chukchansi Park saw a truly amazing feat!
No doubt every MLB team is lining up to sign her for the 24 person roster! What a bidding war this will be!
Of course, if you believed this video, you should also understand that the word ‘gullible’ doesn’t appear in the dictionary. Read all about it here.
Bloged in Politics, Video by Vinnie Vegas Tuesday June 24, 2008
Self Important, Obnoxious Liberal Mothers In Top Form
Readers of The Silver State Chronicles know that I have particular contempt for many members of the class of people known as the modern American mother.
Yep, you talk a mean game about how hard your job is, and how important it is to be a ‘great’ mom, but the fact of the matter is you have mothered a collection of obnoxious, rude, self absorbed children. But when we look past the superficial tattoos and body piercings of your precious teens, and get a good look at the person beneath the surface, we actually recoil in horror that there is nothing very meaningful there either!
You failed at mothering, plain and simple. A visit to the neighborhood mall reveals the stunning accomplishments of your neglect. A legion of nihilistic youth with no depth of knowledge and no strength character whatsoever. All the talk in the world won’t undo the damage you have done. You’ve come a long way, baby.
So it comes to no surprise that the liberal activist group MoveOn.org had released an ad where a young mother tells GOP Presidential Candidate John McCain that he “can’t have” her precious infant Alex for his war.
Bloged in Sports, Video by Vinnie Vegas Monday June 23, 2008
A Classic Boxing Rivalry
LOUIS DEFEATS SCHMELING BY A KNOCKOUT IN FIRST; 80,000 SEE TITLE BATTLE
FIGHT ENDS IN 2:04
Rights Drop the Loser Thrice and Trainer Tosses In Towel
1936 SETBACK AVENGED
Challenger Says He Was Fouled With a Kidney Punch – The Gate Tops $900,000
By JAMES P. DAWSON
The New York Times, June 23, 1938
The exploding fists of Joe Louis crushed Max Schmeling last night in the ring at the Yankee Stadium and kept sacred that time-worn legend of boxing that no former heavyweight champion has ever regained the title.
The Brown Bomber from Detroit, with the most furious early assault he has ever exhibited here, knocked out Schmeling in the first round of what was to have been a fifteen-round battle to retain the title he won last year from James J. Braddock. He has now defended it successfully four times.
In exactly 2 minutes and 4 seconds of fighting Louis polished off the Black Uhlan from the Rhine, but, though the battle was short, it was furious and savage while it lasted, packed with thrills that held three knockdowns of the ambitious ex-champion, every moment tense for a crowd of about 80,000.
A Representative Gathering
This gathering, truly representative and comparing favorably with the largest crowds in boxing’s history, paid receipts estimated at between $900,000 and $1,000,000 to see whether Schmeling could repeat the knockout he administered to Louis just two years ago here and be the first ex-heavyweight champion to come back into the title, or whether the Bomber could avenge this defeat as he promised.
As far as the length of the battle was concerned, the investment in seats, which ran to $30 each, was a poor one. But for excitement, for drama, for pulse-throbs, those who came from near and far felt themselves well repaid because they saw a fight that, though it was one of the shortest heavyweight championships on record, was surpassed by few for thrills.
With the right hand that Schmeling held in contempt Louis knocked out his foe. Three times under its impact the German fighter hit the ring floor. The first time Schmeling regained his feet laboriously at the count of three. From the second knockdown Schmeling, dazed but game, bounced up instinctively before the count had gone beyond one.
On the third knockdown Schmeling’s trainer and closest friend, Max Machon, hurled a towel into the ring, European fashion, admitting defeat for his man. The towel sailed through the air when the count on the prostrate Max had reached three.
Ignored in Boxing Here
The signal is ignored in American boxing, has been for years, and Referee Arthur Donovan, before he had a chance to pick up the count in unison with knockdown timekeeper Eddie Josephs, who was outside the ring, gathered the white emblem in a ball and hurled it through the ropes.
Returning to Schmeling’s crumpled figure, Donovan took one look and signaled an end of the battle. The count at that time was five on the third knockdown. Further counting was useless. Donovan could have counted off a century and Max could not have regained his feet. The German was thoroughly “out.”
It was as if he had been pole-axed. His brain was awhirl, his body, his head, his jaws ached and pained, his senses were numbed from that furious, paralyzing punching he had taken even in the short space of time the battle consumed.
Following the bout, Schmeling claimed he was fouled. He said that he was hit a kidney punch, a devastating right, which so shocked his nervous system that he was dazed and his vision was blurred. To observers at the ringside, however, with all due respect to Schmeling’s thoughts on the subject, the punches which dazed him were thundering blows to the head, jaw and body in bewildering succession, blows of the old Alabama Assassin reincarnate last night for a special occasion.
Louis wanted to erase the memory of that 1936 knockout he suffered in twelve rounds. It was the one blot on his brilliant record. He aimed to square the account and he did.
Because of the excitement attending the finish, Louis, in the records, will be deprived of a clean-cut knockout. It will appear as a technical knockout because Referee Donovan didn’t complete the full ten-second count over Schmeling. But this is merely a technicality. No fighter ever was more thoroughly knocked out than was Max lasts night.
Thrilling to the spectacle of this short, savage victory which held so much significance was a gathering that included a member of President Roosevelt’s Cabinet, Postmaster General James A. Farley; Governors of several States, Mayors of cities in the East, South and Middle West, Representatives and Senators, judges and lawyers, politicians, doctors, figures of prominence in the professional world, leaders of banking, industry and commerce, stars of the stage and screen, ring champions of the past and present, leaders in other sports and other fields – all assembled eagerly awaiting the struggle whose appeal drew them from distant parts of the country and from Europe.
Millions Hear Fight
In addition to those looking on at the spectacle, there were millions listening in virtually all over the world, for this battle was broadcast in four languages, English, German, Spanish and Portuguese, so intense was the interest in its outcome.
Louis, hero of one of the greatest stories ever written in the ring, owner of a record of thirty-eight victories, in thirty-nine bouts spread over four years, entered the ring the favorite to win at odds of 1 to 2. He won like a 1-to10 shot. The knockout betting was at even money, take your pick. It could have been on Louis at 1 to 10, for Schmeling never had a chance. His number was up from the clang of the opening gong.
Schmeling, 32-year-old campaigner over a period of fourteen years, aspired to the unparalleled distinction of being the first man to regain the heavyweight crown. He suffered, instead, the fate that overtook Jim Corbett, Bob Fitzsimmons, Jim Jeffries and Jack Dempsey, ring immortals all, who tried and failed.
The fury of Louis’s attack explains the result in a nutshell. The defending champion came into the ring geared on high. He never stopped punching until his rival was a crumpled, inert, helpless figure, diving headlong into the resined canvas, rolling over there spasmodically, instinctively, trying to come erect, his spirit willing to return to the attack, his flesh weak, for mind and muscle could not be expected to function harmoniously under the terrific battering Schmeling absorbed in those fleeting two minutes.
Max Throws Two Punches
Emphasizing the savagery with which Louis went after this victory was Schmeling’s feeble effort at retaliation. The German ex-champion threw exactly two punches. That is how completely the Bomber established his mastery in this second struggle with the Black Uhlan.
With the opening gong, Louis crept softly out of his corner, pantherlike, eyes alert, arms poised, fists cocked to strike from any angle as he met Schmeling short of the ring’s center. Max backed carefully toward his own corner, watching Louis intently, his right, the right which thudded so punishingly against Joe’s jaw and temple two years ago, ready to strike over or under a left guard. At least, that was Schmeling’s pre-arranged plan.
But Louis wasted only a few seconds in studying his foe, menacing Max meanwhile with a spearing left before quickly going to work.
Like flashes from the blue, the Bomber’s sharp, powerful left started suddenly pumping into Schmeling’s face. The blows tilted Max’s head back, made his eyes blink, unquestionably stung him. The German’s head was going backward as if on hinges.
Max’s face was exposed to a left-hook attack and Louis interspersed his onslaught with a few of these blows, gradually forcing Schmeling back to the ropes and preventing the German from making an offensive or counter move, so fast and sharp and true was the opening fire of the defending champion.
Schmeling suddenly shot a right over Louis’s left for the jaw, but the blow was short and they went close. At long range again, Joe stuck and stabbed with his left to the face, trying to open a lane through Schmeling’s protecting arms and gloves for a more forceful shot from the right.
Again Lunges Forward
But the opening didn’t come immediately. Instead Schmeling again lunged forward, his right arching as it drove for Louis’s jaw, and it landed on the champion’s head as the Schmeling admirers in the tremendous crowd roared encouragement.
Louis, however, only scowled and stepped forward, this time with a terrific right to Schmeling’s jaw which banged Max against the ropes, his body partly turned toward the right from Louis.
Schmeling shook to his heels under the impact of that blow, but he gave no sign of toppling. And Joe, like a tiger, leaped upon him, driving a right to the ribs as Schmeling half turned – apparently the blow Schmeling later claimed was a foul – swinging with might and main, lefts and rights, that thudded against Schmeling’s bobbing head, grazed or cracked on Max’s jaw and swishing murderous looking left hooks into Schmeling’s stomach as the crumpling ex-champion grimaced in pain, his face wearing the expression of a fighter protesting “foul.”
Shaken when he first landed against the ropes, Schmeling was rendered groggy under the furious assault to which Louis subjected him while he stood there trying unsuccessfully to avoid the blows or grasp a chance to clinch.
Suddenly the Bomber’s right, sharp and true with the weight of his 198 ¾ pounds back of it, as well as his knack of driving it home, landed cleanly on Schmeling’s jaw. Max toppled forward and down. He was hurt and stunned, but gamely the German came erect at the count of three.
Louis was on him in a jiffy, with the fury of a jungle beast. After propping the tottering Schmeling with a jolting left to the face, the Bomber’s deadly right fist again exploded in Max’s face, and under another crack on the jaw, Schmeling went down. This time, however, the German regained his feet before the count progressed beyond one.
Crowd in an Uproar
But Schmeling was helpless. He staggered drunkenly for a few backward steps, the crowd in and uproar as Louis stealthily followed and measured his man. Max was an open target. His jaw was unprotected and inviting. His mid-section was a mark for punches. The kill was within Louis’s grasp. He lost no time in ceremony.
Spearing Schmeling with blinding straight lefts, numbing Max with powerful left hooks that were sharp, true and destructive, Louis set the stage for one finishing right to the jaw, released the blow and landed in a flash, and the German toppled over in a headlong dive, completely unconscious.
The din of the crowd echoed over the arena, cheers for the conquering Louis, shrieks of entreaty and shouts of advice for Schmeling. But this thunderous roar was unheard by the befogged Schmeling and was ignored by the Bomber, intent only on the destruction of his foe.
In routine fashion, Eddie Josephs, a licensed referee converted into a knockdown timekeeper, started the count over the stricken Schmeling. He counted one, then two, as Referee Donovan went about the duty of signaling Louis to the farthest neutral corner.
Machon Hurls Towel
At “three” a white towel sailed aloft form Schmeling’s corner, hurled by the ever-faithful Machon, who realized, as did every one else in the vast gathering, that Schmeling was knocked out, if he was not, indeed, badly hurt.
The towel fell in the ring a few feet from Schmeling. It is the custom in European rings to recognize this gesture as a concession of defeat. It used to be recognized here. But for many years now it has been banned, and Referee Donovan, disregarding the emblem of surrender, tossed it through the ropes and out of the ring.
When he returned to the prostrate figure of Schmeling, moving convulsively on the ring floor doubtless with that instinctive impulse to arise, the count had reached “five.” One look was enough for Donovan. Instantly he spread his arms in a signal that meant the end of the bout, although Time-keeper Josephs, as he is duty bound to do, continued counting outside the ring.
This led to confusion at the finish. Some thought the third knock-down count was eight. Actually, the bout was ended at the count of five, the three seconds beyond that time being a gesture against emergency that was superfluous. Schmeling could not have arisen inside the legal ten-second stretch. His hopes wee blasted. He was a thoroughly beaten man.
In a few moments, however, as police swarmed into the ring and his handlers worked over him in the corner to which he was assisted, Schmeling returned to consciousness. He was able to smile bravely as he walked across the ring to shake the hand of the conquering Louis, a gesture that carried the impression, somehow, that Max realized at long last that Louis is his master now and for all time.
Bloged in News, Politics, Video by Vinnie Vegas Monday June 23, 2008
They are passionately against it, but don’t know why
New Yorkers (even the ones who speak English) don’t know much, but they know they are against drilling for oil in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge in any way, shape, or form!
They may not know why they feel that way, and they may not know what ANWR stands for anyway, but their passion is strong!
Bloged in Politics, Video by Vinnie Vegas Sunday June 22, 2008
This guy is the powerful, eloquent speaker?
Barry Obama was exposing his limitations again. Readers of The Silver State Chronicles know that we have had his number for a while - get him off the teleprompter and he’s really taking his chances!
Probably most alarming about this video clip of Obama campaigning in Bristol, Virginia is that it becomes pretty clear after a few seconds that not only is he stumbling over his words, but he is clearly stalling as he tries to gather his confused, disjointed thoughts.
It’s clear - though he is trying to sell us on his health care proposal, he doesn’t have any idea what he is talking about!
The NY Post’s Page Six ran a story that readers of The Silver State Chronicles have been privy to all week. It didnt require any crackerjack investigative journalism, either! Nope, all it required was paying attention! It’s all about how ‘I Beat Albinism’ Chrissy Matthews and ‘Lollipop Guild’ charter member Keith Olbermann wasted no time in shamelessly (and childishly) campaigning for Lil’ Russ’s job on Meet The Press.
CABLE GUYS LUST FOR TIM’S JOB
TIM Russert’s body wasn’t even cold in the ground before MSNBC anchors Chris Matthews and Keith Olbermann started jockeying for his job, sources claim.
Matthews was heard loudly discussing what seemed to be his strategy for landing Russert’s “Meet the Press” show at Wednesday’s memorial reception for the NBC Washington bureau chief at the Kennedy Center in DC. After Brian Williams, Carl Bernstein, David Gergen, Barbara Walters and NBC brass eulogized their friend, Matthews huddled with an unidentified “agent type” and seemed to be plotting.
According to our spy, “Chris, with his loud voice, was going over a pitch for Tim’s job. He was saying, ‘You know, Tim’s thing was this, and my thing is that.’ It was unbelievably tacky.”
But Matthews told Page Six that the man he was with was real-estate developer Bob Monahan and that they were talking about a speech Matthews will give soon to a group of mayors in Gettysburg, Pa.
“We started fighting about it. He wanted me to talk about block grants. I want to give my general political speech,” Matthews said. “I swear to God that’s what happened.”
Matthews denies he wants to host “Meet the Press”: “I love what I do. My Sunday show is a perfect fit for me. I hope they find a perfect fit for ‘Meet the Press.’ “
Meanwhile, Matthews’ MSNBC cable cohort Olbermann, who was also at the memorial, is “threatening to quit if he isn’t installed as Russert’s replacement,” another insider said. “I know, it sounds ludicrous, but, then, Keith Olbermann is ludicrous.”
A rep for MSNBC said, “All of this is utterly untrue.”
Russert himself wanted Chuck Todd, the NBC News political director he hired, to succeed him, said one source, who added that MSNBC hosts don’t stand a chance of landing “Meet the Press.” The insider said, “They’re cable. They’re far too partisan. They have no gravitas. If gravitas is eight letters, they’re about seven letters short.”
Bloged in News by Vinnie Vegas Wednesday June 18, 2008
Congressman Jack Murtha Has No Comment
We got great news yesterday here at the world headquarters of The Silver State Chronicles, and that came from the fine folks at the Thomas More Law Center. One of the US soldiers that Congressman Murtha got such a thrill damning on tv interviews, US Marine Lt Col. Jeffrey Chessani, had all charges against him regarding the incident at Haditha dismissed, with prejudice.
The ‘with prejudice’ part is mildly troubling, basically leaving the Feds an opening until Friday morning to re-file the charges against Chessani. As a practical matter, they would have to meet such a high standard that the smart money is that the Feds won’t be doing it and will drop it entirely.
ANN ARBOR, MI - Military Judge Colonel Steven Folsom, USMC, this morning dismissed all charges against Lt Colonel Jeffrey Chessani on the grounds of unlawful command influence. He blistered the prosecution’s case in an opinion he read from the bench that lasted an hour. The ruling was without prejudice. Colonel Folsom gave prosecutors 72 hours in which to notify him whether they would appeal.
The ruling was greeted with tears of joy from Chessani’s wife and several spectators in the courtroom.
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Richard Thompson, President and Chief Counsel of the Law Center, commenting on the judge’s decision had this to say, “We are all grateful for the judge’s ruling today. He truly was the ‘last sentinel’ to guard against unlawful command influence.”
“Tragically, our own government eliminated one of its most effective combat commanders. The insurgents are laughing in their caves,” said Thompson.
LtCol Chessani’s official 2006 Combat Fitness Report declared him “a superb leader, who knows his men, knows the enemy, knows his business,” and recommended him for promotion. The reviewing Major General added, LtCol Chessani has “unlimited potential and value to the Marine Corps,” and also recommended him for promotion.
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Congressman Jack Murtha couldn’t keep from running his big mouth a while back, damning the Haditha Marines before they had a fair trial.
To be fair, lots of rotten things happen during a war. If there is misconduct, it should be investigated and justice should be served.
That being said, Murtha convicted these soldiers with his rhetoric long before they got their fair hearings. And he was WRONG to do that. And turns out, his judgment was WRONG, too. Indeed, most of what Murtha said about Chessani and the other accused soldiers was just flat out WRONG.
All Murtha had to do was just give the benefit of the doubt to the US soldiers in this case. Of course, he found the account of a bunch of Iraqis more compelling. Actually, he believed their account 100% and thoughtlessly ran with it.
What a vile and small man. If he had any dignity, he would apologize for his comments. He won’t, of course. That would require integrity, class, and dignity. And that bloated windbag has none of the above. We should only be so lucky if his constituency in his Congressional disctrict holds him accountable on election day and sends him packing.
Of course, that would require integrity, class, and dignity from his voters. And lets be fair - if they had any, they would have sent him packing ages ago for his involvement as an “unindicted co-conspirator” in the ABSCAM incident.
Remember, one of the things that saved his neck was when he was shown on tape turning down a bribe, noting “I’m not interested, I’m sorry. At this point…” One wonders what his criminal culpability may have been if he had been given more time!
No matter - I’m not making the case that he should have been sent to prison. I am saying that the people of his district probably deserve better from their elected congressman.
EPILOGUE: Out of 8 Marines originally involved in the Haditha case, 7 have been exonerated and the 8th awaits his day in court.