Hanging out in Iowa along the Mississippi River last weekend was a blast, even though it is the season for those nasty shadflies.
Well boys and gals … seems to be a lot to discuss lately. What a week for the Supreme Court. Sanders is starting to catch up to Hillary Clinton in the polls here in New Hampshire … now that’s kinda interesting. So…. chat away.
CEDAR RAPIDS | Fourteen Iowa labor leaders are among more than 1,000 nationwide calling on unions to support Democratic presidential candidate Bernie Sanders.
“I’m not often impressed with a candidate but Sanders seems very genuine” said Steve Abbott, president of CWA Local 7108 in Waterloo and head of the CWA’s Iowa state council.
“From my perspective, and I always listen to all of the candidates and have been close to many candidates over the years, what Bernie says is the truth,” said Abbott, who has been working on campaigns since 1980.
“Resolve then, that on this very ground, with small flags waving and tinny blasts on tiny trumpets, we shall meet the enemy, and not only may he be ours, he may be us.”
— Walt Kelly
During these days leading up to our annual party of patriotism, let us take note seriously that the enemy may be indeed be us, both the collective us and the individual you and me. Let us consider those flags we wave and the flags we shouldn’t wave, the blasts we trumpet and the blasts not to be trumpeted, the words we use and how they’re used — but mostly the actions we took, we take and the actions we could be taking.
— PatD is a Trail Mix Contributor
Liberty will never more be without asylum.
— Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, 1780, A letter to a friend
Although the weather was thick and warm, a friendly, but hazy, blue sky covered those of use crowding through last weekend’s festival that occupies the dock and yard. There was little room left for the carriages we rode today. There was much joy in the air by our visitors and those of us who live here.
I had my mission, singular in purpose, and I say, selfish. But, back a few moments to my arrival in the district. The poles lining the brick and cobblestone road were festooned with the flags of my country and the flags of our distinguished guests. It was a very stirring sight, one I will carry with me for the rest of my mortal life. This caused a flash of anticipation that is hard to explain. Perhaps it would be described as that moment one has when closing trunk packed with ones belongings for a long journey.
Most of the side walks were filled with Sunday strollers, young couple staring at the windows of the jewel stores, older pairs waiting for friends to join them for a late breakfast meal. The path for me was less than on the rhumb line than as one who had failed to heed last call and was making way to home. No matter I hurried on to fulfill my mission.
“Aye. Can you see her?” My call was to a waterman driving the water taxi.
“Yes. She is there and you can see her from the end of the dock.”
My heart pounded as if driven by the blacksmith’s hammer. This was too much excitement for a morning walk. But, I could not hold back my walk any further. Speed, although my pace is less a walk than a hobble, was my goal. I moved through those less enthralled by the importance of this hour.
I spotted her, a mile out, and enormous. Her graceful lines hid her lethal life. She was anchored in the channel safe from running aground. Beautiful with her sails furled. Hermione was here! High tide in the morning, 0400 to 0500, is when she will move in. I will, with many others, be on the dock, ready to cheer her arrival into Annapolis. Where Marquis de LaFayette led the Revolutionary War troops. Her sailors will march to the graveyard which holds French and American dead together in permanent peace.
Then the good ship will be opened to those of us anxious to view her, to touch her lines and gaze over her bow; to dream of sailing with her. Her life now devoted to good will A long life be her joy.
You can view her pictures and location on MarineTraffic.com
— Blue Bronc is a Trail Mix Contributor
Can you believe it… ten years ago this month our fearless leader started the first version of this blog. So let me say that ol’ cliche . . . it seems like just yesterday. I started reading from the first post, but didn’t participate until it had been going on for a few months.
So many people have come and gone…. so many memories.
I want to dedicate this post to you, Craig… thanks for continuing with this little space in the blogosphere and for keeping it a friendly place to share some thoughts with good friends.
Renee and all Trail Mixers — Especially these days, this blog has always been about YOU. Thank you for keeping it alive! — Craig
NASA — Curiosity Mars rover recorded this view of the sun setting at the close of the mission’s 956th Martian day, or sol (April 15, 2015), from the rover’s location in Gale Crater.
Dust in the Martian atmosphere has fine particles that permit blue light to penetrate the atmosphere more efficiently than longer-wavelength colors. That causes the blue colors in the mixed light coming from the sun to stay closer to sun’s part of the sky, compared to the wider scattering of yellow and red colors. The effect is most pronounced near sunset, when light from the sun passes through a longer path in the atmosphere than it does at mid-day.
Yeah… I’ve been falling down on my job here.
Okay… so let’s get going on an agenda free monday.
Have at it boys and girls.
— Dorothy Parker
While sitting watching the dreary Beltway weather forecast something popped into my head. What are the political implications of a Vanity Fair cover? Specifically that of a Republican woman? A woman who had previously changed her name, and not because she married?
Oh my have I heard crickets from the very people who would have been all over the airways if Big Dog had done anything like that. The explosion in Congress never occurred. Or at least is delayed. The RNC has gone missing.
The main political blast or rather, question, is from the Washington Post, “Is Jenner Still A Republican?” That is a very good question. One I think will be answered once the Republicans show up with hat in hand trying to fund their campaigns for president.
Jenner, under the Bruce nom de plume (I understand what it means to live a under a name not of your preference), was a solid supporter of the party whose members consider her “confused” if not crazy or “sick and delusional” (no links, I viewed them so you do not have to). His millions, and gold Olympic medals, were well known.
Now? The self-declared Big Tent party will have a chance to show what they really are. Craven, “give me the money (but do not touch me)” or stick with the red meat crowd, “I will not accept anything from the freak.” Will a few photo ops with Caitlyn help the Republican candidates?
I do think there will be Republican candidates sneaking in the door of the mansion to ask for money. Maybe a sit down across the coffee table pics. Perhaps a handshake shot. All of which to show how moderate, if not sort of accepting, he is.
Will Jenner see the error of her ways and become a Democrat? I do not know. I do know Log Cabin Republicans and their false hopes of changing a party that still wants to return to 1840 — and Caitlyn will not fit in with them.
The acceptance of Caitlyn will be Republican generational. The cohort which is fine with gay marriage will be fine with her. The rest of them are holding their tongues, quite unusual to say the least.
I do hope she tells the RNC to go find another money fountain.
— Blue Bronc is a Trail Mix Contributor