Quality or Quantity?

I decided on Monday to cut back the number of blog entries per week you’ll be seeing here. As was the case a few years ago, I am going back to a Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday schedule, four entries as opposed to six per week.  Fridays and Saturdays I’ll continue to throw the Flashbacks, Airchecks, and Quotable Quotes at you, as I really enjoy doing those.

Nothing is changing life-wise (at least not at present), it’s just becoming a bit of a struggle to come up with good entries as of late, so I figure if I “slow my roll” just a touch, it’ll keep me fresh and I’ll be able to articulate better on each entry, as opposed to throwing something against a wall and seeing what sticks.

I’ve been doing this blog now for nearly six years, and I’m closing in on 1,500 entries total over that stretch. I think I this blog of my little work of art and (hope I’m not being too corny here) my legacy, and I treat it as such. Rest assured readers, I’m not going away, Lord willing and if the creek doesn’t rise.

Charlottesville’s Web

Saturday afternoon, I turned the TV on, and I thought I had been transported to 1968 with what I was seeing. Protesters were clashing with each other in a near riot, if not one. A little later, one of the "Antifa" protesters was run over and killed by a rival who drove his car into a crowd.

I certainly don't think all of this is funny. Kind of pathetic all the way around if you ask me. The white nationalists crowd seemed to forget the Civil War ended over a century and a half ago, and I will never be a supporter of anything promoting so-called "white power" or anything pro-Nazi.

It's a lot easier just letting people live and let live.

That being said, I think the social justice warriors could be a bit smarter picking their fights. Why acknowledge the presence of that scum when you SJW's could have ignored it and rised above it? Plus, the media hyped things out of proportion, making such incidents an inevitable moment once it all began two days ago.

Hopefully, we've seen the last of these types of clashes. This one was rather disgraceful, and a reminder that there's a lot of hate out there to go around, even in 2017. I hope this isn't the start of something, I truly do.

Flashback: “Rhinestone Cowboy” by Glen Campbell

On Tuesday, country and pop singer Glen Campbell passed away at the age of 81. His last years as a performer were well chronicled in a documentary, where Glen was shown fighting the memory loss that came with Alzheimer's disease, the illness I know of from it claiming my maternal grandfather in 1985 and grandmother in 1994.

Glen had two songs, this and "Southern Nights" two years later, that would top both the Top 40 and country charts. He was one of scores of artists from that era that were successful in both realms, so I guess there wasn't a lot of difference between the two types of music as consumers saw it back then.

He also acted in several movies and TV shows, including appearing with John Wayne in the 1969 film True Grit where Wayne plays a marshal named Rooster Cogburn in the first of two appearances in that role, the later coming in 1975. There's that year again.

When I mentioned his passing on my Facebook page Tuesday afternoon, it was mentioned that "Rhinestone Cowboy" was the first song one of my friends had remembered. I can still see the 45 my parents copy of the song, spinning on a record player with the red Capitol record label. And as long as I can remember that, he won't be forgotten.