Monday, February 28, 2011

Tea Party versus "Union Thugs" at Indiana Statehouse

An After-Action Report

Tish Cooper has a great guest post over at "Ancient Warrior" today.

It is a first hand, eyewitness, activist account of a tea party member standing ground with about 50-70 other tea party members at her statehouse in Indiana (with introduction by Greg at "Warrior"). 

As they stood against what Cooper pegged "Democrat Fleehadists," it wasn't a day without drama: read how two brave tea party members stood firm as a truck was presumed to be the same one which had twice earlier doused tea party members by running through a mud puddle.

It is your first recommended reading of 2011.

Here is the link to the Associated Press article, published in the "Springfield News-Leader," regarding the tea party versus union protests at the Missouri Statehouse in Jefferson City

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Monday, February 14, 2011

Vincent David Jericho's Radio Show

I still get a lot of "hits" at JackeHammer from people who are looking for Vincent David Jericho.  I didn't know until recently that the link I had previously provided was no longer current.  So, if you're looking for Vince and can't find him there is a new listing under "Links" in the side bar of this blog, just look for Crossing the World.

His new Web site address is:

http://www.crossing-the-world.com/, and he does a show from 7-11pm every week night.  I watched the last thirty minutes or so of his show tonight.  It was nice to see his shiny face and hear the voice of my old friend again.  :)

Galen Chadwick of the Well-Fed Neighbor Alliance is on Vince's show every Wednesday night for those of you who'd like to check that out as well.

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Sunday, February 06, 2011

Guinea Feathers

You brought me a guinea feather from the barn.

I said, "...a guinea feather...."

You know, and you knew, grandma and I used to guinea egg hunt
on the Phillips' farm in Bergman.

Funny, I was busy googling for my cousin Mark
when you brought that
speckled and fading feather.

I found him on the front porch with his dachsund.

I found him at a familly reunion with grandma and grandpa,
Annabeth in the background,
full 2-D

Mark and I used to walk barefoot to Crooked Creek
(back when kids could be loosed for the day with no fear)
back in those Arkansas summer days.

Later, I would sit on the banks of Crooked Creek alone
my notebook and pen in hand, a Saul Bellow book for my companion,
the rocks a cold barren gray, the shade under
the bower, deep.

Once Debbie was there with me
once Gabriel
once a whole creative writing class, and Dee Dee,
Dee Dee was the algae queen that day.

Those days were green and golden, and I was sad, and
didn't even know I had nothing to be sad about.

Memories seem like guinea feathers,
all speckled and fading.

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