A number-eight hit for Paula Cole back in 1997. Pretty neat song – before looking it up, I thought it had been recorded earlier in the 90’s, say 1993, 1994 or so.
I woke up Tuesday morning to a boat load of news bulletins regarding the summit in Singapore between President Trump and North Korean leader, Kim Jong Un. Apparently the summit went better than expectations, and the framework of a few deals was laid out.
This was more or less why I voted for Mr. Trump in 2016. I felt if I had voted for Hillary, it would have likely been more of the same leadership we’ve gotten the last 30 years or so from both major parties. Trump, I thought, would give us a new look – which could either be disastrous or exemplary. I took the gamble on him and in retrospect, I’m glad I did.
There will still be a lot of verification involved – but what is the more desirable goal here: more peace, or more hatred and suspicion? Yes, he (Trump) is a most unorthodox leader, but if you watch close – there’s methods to his madness.
The Golden State Warriors won another NBA title. The Washington Capitals captured their first ever Stanley Cup. But with apologies to the great athletes on both of those teams, it was a horse that stole the sporting show this weekend.
I didn’t get the sense that Justify was a Triple Crown horse seeing him barely win the Preakness three weeks earlier, and I said as such on Facebook and Twitter. I had already seen American Pharoah win the Triple Crown and the euphoric cheering that resulted afterward with a 37-year drought ending. I couldn’t wrap my head around it happening again so soon.
But it did, and now Justify has earned his spot on the mantle of the all-time greats. As I said three years, I’d still love to see a computer or video game where the Triple Crown winners race against each other in hypothetical Kentucky Derbies, Preakness or Belmont Stakes.
Anybody working on that?
I’ve always felt that the assassination of Robert F. Kennedy in Los Angeles may have been a more sadistic blow to our country than the assassination of his brother, President John F. Kennedy, roughly four and a half years earlier.
ABC was the only network that stayed on the air continuously as events transitioned from election results to a breaking news event. Shortly after 3:15am Eastern time on June 5, 1968, the network was just returning from a B.F. Goodrich commercial and was about to sign off for the evening at approximately 19 minutes into the clip – the very moment RFK had been gunned down. For several moments, the John Phillip Souza march “The Thunderer” is heard.
Howard K. Smith is seen taking phone calls at his desk on the left, and a crowd forms in the upper right part of the screen by the wire machines above the “Race to the White House: California Primary” graphics. (Bill Lawrence is on the right side of the screen, whom ABC used as a political analyst.)
As the music re-cues a minute later, an announcer informs the audience to “Please stand by.” A minute later, the music stops and starts again, this time the announcer hints something serious is afoot by saying, “Please stand by for a special report.” Smith is seen furiously writing down notes and fielding a few more calls. About four and a half minutes into a static shot of the studio and the nearly continuous music, Smith returns to break the news at about 3:20am:
“Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve kept the air on because we’ve heard an alarming report that Robert Kennedy was shot in that ballroom in the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles. A very loud noise like a clap of thunder was heard, a small explosion. We waited to see what it was, and then came a report that Senator Robert Kennedy was shot. We will bring you more news as we learn it.”
The details came forth in the following minutes and hours. RFK would cling to life for a little over a day before dying in the wee hours of June 6, 1968. I wasn’t alive when it happened (I came into the world three years and three months later), but it had to have been a cruel blow to the country – and I’m sure many wondered in the 50 years that have now proceeded the event what would have happened had RFK not been fired upon.
This is one of those Madonna songs I’ve really liked over the years. It went to #3 on the US Charts in the fall of 1986 and scored a number one in the UK around the same time frame.
I had another epiphany this week. I figured out who President Trump reminds me of, though I’m not the first person to think of the analogy – Billy Martin.
Case in point: the whole controversy over whether or not the use of a special counsel is constitutional, since Robert Mueller wasn’t appointed by the President but by a deputy attorney general. Conservatives are suggesting that since the President didn’t make the appointment and it wasn’t ratified by the Senate, it’s a violation of the Appointments Clause of the United States Constitution.
Just like the late Billy Martin, who would note various rules being violated during the course of a game and wait for an opportune moment to point it out, I wonder if the President knew all along about the Appointments Clause and waited for the right time to point it out.
Not too shabby, sir – if that’s how it played out. I’d love to hear the argument that the Constitution doesn’t apply here, if there is such an argument.
I had one of those “ah ha” moments over the past week.
Now this might be my biased and pro-American worldview talking, but I can’t help but notice that these calls come from another part of the world – most likely India, maybe Pakistan or Bangladesh as well.
I don’t know about your respective phone line, but they keep coming back to call me – particularly the Cardholder Services people. If you tell them to put you on the Do Not Call List – they keep calling. If you filibuster (have a lengthy conversation without pause) – they call you more often. If you don’t answer them – they keep calling.
My guess is being from a foreign country, they feel they are exempt from our laws. Wouldn’t mind seeing our government go at these goons – though I understand it’s about priority 100 on the food chain, behind world peace and the like.
Oh, speak of the devil, Look what I saw just cross “the wire” on Twitter.