Quotes from dead white males.

“Remember, democracy never last long. it soon wastes, exhausts, and murders itself. There never was a democracy that didn’t commit suicide. It is vain to say that democracy is less vain, less proud, less selfish, less ambitious, or less avaricious then aristocracy or monarchy. It’s not true, in fact, and nowhere appears in history. Those passions are the same in all men, under all forms of government. and when unchecked, produce the same effect of fraud, violence, and cruelty.”    John Adams, letter to John Taylor 1814

“Democracy and socialism have nothing in common but one word, equality.  but notice the difference: while democracy seek equality in liberty, socialism seeks equality in restraint and servitude. ”     Alex de Tocqueville

Children everywhere. Part 1

Being of slightly advanced age does give one perspective on societal evolution when you’ve had the privilege of witnessing it with your own eyes. The late fifties and early sixties could  have been called “the age of children”.  The “baby boom” that had started at the end of WW2 was now in full bloom with full classrooms in in every grade.  It was reading (phonics), writing, (cursive) and arithmetic. The morning started with saluting the flag and saying the pledge of allegiance , including the words (gasp) ‘under God.

Other items that were mandatory at the time was art and music. Both were instrumental in my intellectual development as I was able to learn early on that I had precious little talent in either.

Recess was always a blast. over a hundred kids running,  jumping, screaming, and playing with all kinds dangerous playground equipment. Kids chose their own teams, played games and played to win. Two teachers oversaw this mayhem to break up the rare fight, and to take injured students to the school nurse.

Boys played competitive games, girls jump roped and played hopscotch.

Tomboy girls were accepted. Girly boys? I’m sure they were there but I never noticed. Remember these were primitive times.  The latest new technology was the rotary  phone.

To be continued.

 

In Memoriam

Harriet
 

Disclaimer:  Although the loss of a pet is in no way equal to the loss of a family member or friend, Harriet was a member of our family for over nine years. We brought her home from the Human Society. Exactly how old she was we don’t know.  She was a good kitty, and we’ll miss her.

Will Vermont legalize Marijuana ?

The Governor is in favor, The Senate had spoken. What will the House do? I have a lot of mixed feelings about this. I must confess that the “twenty-something” me would say “ALL RIGHT, IT’S ABOUT TIME ! The “present” me says “Eh, I’m not so sure about this”.
It’s Ironic that I have a friend and an acquaintance who have indulged in “weed” for decades. Now that they have reached “geezer” status they decided that it was simply time to quit. Now it may become legal. All those years when they could have been arrested for it.
I’ll have a lot more to say about this in a future post.

Meanwhile deaths from heroin and fentanyl jumped from 15 in 2012 to 53 in 2015. This from the Vermont Health Dept. The opiate epidemic is really bad. How can this be?  We live in a progressive paradise, our unemployment rate has dropped to 3.4% (Plenty of sales clerk and fast food jobs), we’re at the forefront in saving the planet. We pay high taxes. So what’s the problem? Ha!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fi2XCsPKlY8

The fifties, the sixties. Vermont at the crossroads.

The fifties and early sixties can be best summed up as the end of the milk can, the demise of the short line railroads (the Montpelier and Wells River in 55′, the Rutland Railroad in 62′) and the twilight of the nearly hundred year run of the “Grand old Party”.  The state that never voted for Roosevelt and told him where he could stick his “Green Mountain Parkway” was in a process of transition.

What happened was the perfect storm for the coming “flatlander” invasion of the sixties.

Dairy farmers no longer took milk cans to the railroad station. The tracks were torn up or abandoned.  Now refrigerated tank trucks came to the farm to pick up the milk. But , the farmer was now required to have a refrigerated bulk tank of his own. Many farms on the edge couldn’t afford it. A lot of their kids didn’t want to carry on. Consequently a lot of land went up for sale.  “Vermont, the beckoning country” became the motto for real estate agents in the early sixties.

With the arrival of the Interstate highways Vermont was within 4 hours drive of all the major metropolitan cities.  Many moved here and more then a few discovered that unlike where they were from, here they could be the big fish in a little pond.They became teachers, journalist, and politicians (hey Bernie), and over the course of four decades turned the State of Vermont from red to purple to the deep blue it is today.

It’s enough to make you sick.

Electing Trump as President will be a disaster.

Electing Hillary as President will be an abomination.

America needs to be set on Cruz control.

Keith Emerson R.I.P.

By now everyone knows (at least those who care)  that we’ve lost another musical giant from our youth. I was stationed on an Alaskan island while in the USCG in 72-73 when ELP really burst upon the scene. It was their 3rd album “trilogy” that we played on cassettes and 8-tracks on our then “state of the art” stereo’s that every one in the military had then, and also on units mounted in the personal vehicles of the guys who had them.  ELP, YES, and others.  Prog-rock was just taking off and we were taken along with it as we cruised the backcountry roads on Alaskan summer evenings when 9 PM was no different then 3PM.  Thanks for the memories Keith. You could sure tickle those keys.

 

The first post.

I have always marveled from the fact that it was only a mere 66 years from the Wright Brothers first flight to landing on the Moon. Of course the main catalyst for such rapid advancement can be summed up in one word, ‘WAR’. War, even more the capitalism focuses human ingenuity to develop new and more effective methods to destroy your enemy before your enemy can devise better ways to destroy you. War technology spins off to peacetime technology and what was science fiction to one generation is commonplace in the next. The fact that I’m sitting right now at a keyboard typing out text that will go out on the “internet” that people all over the world will be able to read is but one example.

The purpose of this blog is to chronicle some history of an extremely ordinary person. Me. And to convey some prospective to todays millennials of which I have two. What was it like to grow up in the fifties, sixties, seventies, eighties with no internet, computers, cellphones etc. and the political and social changes that have taken place during that time.

I will be also commenting on current events happening today.
And what’s going on today is not pretty.

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