A #3 hit for the Doors in early 1969. I always thought that this was a better song than “Light My Fire” but that’s just a personal opinion.
The 2018-19 NHL hockey season will be remembered for two things. First, how the Tampa Bay Lightning were the best team in the sport – yet somehow lost to the Columbus Blue Jackets in the first round of the playoffs back in April.
Secondly, how the St. Louis Blues went from being the worst team in hockey in January to hoisting the Stanley Cup in Boston last night. On the road in enemy territory, the Blues trounced Boston 4-1 to win Game 7, avenging a couple of Stanley Cup defeats to the Bruins in the late 60’s and early 70’s.
As great as the accomplishment is for the long-suffering Blues fans and for the people of St. Louis, a town I once visited back in the 90’s – it is also not a cautionary tale that most of the sports seasons are just way too long? Do we really need a 162-game MLB season, or an 80-plus game NBA and NHL season? A college football season lasting 12-14 games, and an NFL season going at least 16 games – that seems to be easier to digest than these seemingly endless seasons of other sports.
The reason why do it is simple, of course – money. More games, more playoff teams, more playoff games, more money. If there were fewer games in these seasons – teams would make less money, and players would make less money.
Sooner or later, probably later – the issue will come to a head when a star player gets severely injured, maybe playing in a game where he (or she) had no business being there for one reason or another.
Maybe I’m just getting old – but sometimes I can’t remember in a split-second what I did for half an hour three months ago. Yesterday, I got a call from Telenetwork about a test I took for them for employment – and they were making such expectations for me.
I passed on their offer out of hand.
With that done, I then read some E-mail, saying that I couldn’t re-apply for three months – all because I couldn’t remember in a split second the test I took for a half an hour three months ago on their cue.
Maybe I have a different expectation of fairness – but I didn’t find any with Telenetwork and their check-up by ambush. If those are their policies, I’m glad I’m not their employee.
For me this day, it is a rare Sunday where the scammers are calling in abundance. Perhaps the business in Asia are aware that the American telecommunication companies are catching on to their spoofing (their ability to mask calls to make it look like they are local when they’re not) – and are trying to extract money from unsuspecting Americans as they can.
I’ve given advice and shared stories about their efforts over the years – but Nikki over at “NikkivsScammers” had a brilliant idea last week. When the scammers call and ask for your personal information – why not plead the Fifth Amendment against self-incrimination?
After all, no matter the scam, the IRS scam, the Social Security scam, the credit card scam, the Microsoft scam – whatever the scam, you give them information that they used to commit crimes onto you. Therefore, when you give these pieces of information – you are in a sense self-incriminating yourself. On top of that, the fifth Amendment applies to almost in every possible circumstance when a phone solicitation occurs.
A smart idea, really.
Figured this would be a perfect song for the day after the 75th anniversary of the Normandy invasion, as it was originally made famous at the start of WW2 by Vera Lynn.
Cash’s 2002 cover had some meaning to it as well – as this was the last track of the last album issued in his lifetime.
Well, that didn’t take long – I’m already back on Facebook. Needless to say, I’m not happy I didn’t last more than five days.
Tomorrow will mark the 75th anniversary of the start of the D-Day Invasion of Normandy, France – one of the ugliest spectacles of war in American history if not World history. When the fighting on this one stage had ended, both the Allies and the Germans would lose at least 110,000 soldiers – with estimates placing the Allies casualty count after the first month and a half after the invasion placed at 120,000.
It also marked a permanent turning of the tide in “The Great War” on the European front. After that, a German defeat seemed all the more likely, with the Allies having the numerical advantages coupled with the attrition rate of German soldiers dying being much greater in its frequency.
It was the NBC news anchor Tom Brokaw who is credited frequently for calling those of the WW2 era “The Greatest Generation.” Americas – whether they were Democrats or Republicans, it didn’t matter. They were fighting a good fight – against Adolf Hitler and his despotism, and against Japanese and their imperialist dogma.
A tip of the cap from myself to the survivors, the veterans, and those no longer with us. This American thanks you for your service to our country at the most critical time of modern history.