The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    It's 2012 and the nuts just keep on coming.

     

    Good morning and Happy New Year!  (The exclamation point is always required after "Happy New Year", if I'm remembering my Strunk and White correctly.  Also, "Happy New Years" is incorrect.  So is "Happy New Year's.")

    I'm writing this from North Carolina this morning, getting ready to be on the road in about an hour, heading for our Snow Bird digs in South Carolina.  So before I get into this, let me be clear -- there are a lot of very nice people in the Carolinas.  A lot of them -- smart ones, too.  But the ratio of normal to nuts seems to be narrower in these parts and after many years of making this journey I tend to prepare myself early for the looniness ahead.   (Remember the Jesus "There's Hell to Pay" billboard?  That was near Myrtle Beach.  There's a companion billboard somewhere in my picture files.  I'll dig it out one of these days.)

    So I turned on my laptop this morning and it was as if some grand instructor in the art of insane hilarity (or hilarious insanity) was saying "Ha!  Top this if you can down there in the land of cotton!"   Right.  Even the Iowa caucuses will seem tame ever after.  Here's what stopped everything this morning and made me sit at my laptop for one quick post:

    In the 1980s a young Barack Obama -- AKA Barry Soetoro -- was part of a group of students who had been teleported to Mars via something called a "jump room."   He was seen at least twice on Mars, and it's pretty certain that his DARPA appointee, Regina Dugan, was there, too.

    So here's Joshua Holland's piece in Alternet, and here's the full story.  Enjoy.  And remember that it's the dawn of a new year and this is just the beginning.  (Maybe you saw this already.  I've been traveling and missed a lot, but don't you just love it?)
     


    I really do love starting the new year off like this.  It'll go downhill from here, I just know it, but for now it's a hearty hoot and a cup of good cheer. 

    See you soon.

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    Obama on Mars....Is this like seeing Elvis in a diner outside of Toledo Ohio having coffee with Jimmy Hoffa ?

     

    Just asking....


    cm, it's very much like that, except that neither Elvis nor Hoffa were Presidents of the United States seeking another term.  Which may be why those folks who knew about Barry's sojourn to the Red Planet more than 30 years ago (and even five years ago, when he first thought about running for high office) but are just now reporting it.



    I always thought it was "Carolina out of my mind." 

    BTW, we've arrived at our destination and everything seems normal.  I'll have to see if I can fix that.


    Here's my question:

    Which Republican candidate brings this up first?


    Well, Herman Cain is gone now, so I'm hoping it'll be Michelle Bachmann.  Of course, Newt has been known to blast off without thinking.  One can only hope...


    Again, begs the question - 'Nature or Nurture?' - when we look at the most prevalent belief systems and thought processes exhibited in different locales of our country, it's interesting to ponder.   IMHO, for most in the southern states, it is equal parts of both (or too much inbreeding).  Of course, I just watched the movie 'The Help' so perhaps that's influencing my opinion of this part of our country - and making me really see 'red'!

    Ramona, Happy new Year! Love your website and blogs....as ever,

    Aunt Sam


    Aunt Sam, where the heck have you been?  Don't you dare go away again! 

    The best of the New Year to you, too. 

    I haven't seen or read "The Help" yet.  I really need to.  But I have read Faulkner and Erskine Caldwell and Flannery O'Connor and Eudora Welty, so I feel like I know these people.  (I am so jealous of southern writers! That story-telling talent is in their mothers' milk, I swear.)


    I'm back!  Visited ' The Paradigm' site and was so great to see old friends.  Really missed all.  But, I'm also now addicted to Ramona's Voice too!

    FYI- 'The Help' is a great book and the movie is terrific (closely portrays the book).  But every time I read or watch something that depicts the horrors of the times and the racism, et al., no matter the theme, I get so angry.  And sad.

    Anyway, gotta go, catchin' the Mars Shuttle - I'll tell Barack ya said, 'Hey!'

    Later.  


    Happy New Year! It is going to be a interesting year with all the craziness now in politics. Enjoy your snow bird winter.

    And the same to you, trkng.  I love reading your comments here.   You're right that the year will be interesting.  With this current cast of characters it can't be anything but.  I just hope we're going to like at least a little of what'll take place.  Lord knows we deserve a respite already.


    Happy New Year, Ramona!

    My sister lives in South Carolina. About ten years ago she became a Jehovah's Witness. I so want to put in a crying smilie face right here but I can't because that would be mean and I do love my sister. Sigh.

    She doesn't live near Myrtle Beach so it's probably somebody else knocking on your door next Tuesday. cheeky


    Happy New Year, Flower.  I hope the lake effect is far away from you!  Sorry about your sister, but Jehovah's Witnesses are pretty mild in these parts.  It could be much, much worse...

    But, wait...somebody is going to be knocking at my door next Tuesday?  How do you know that?  Who ARE you?  surprise


    Poe's Law strikes again.

    Happy New Year all, hope you're stocked up on popcorn and strong spirits.

    xoxo

    Bwakkie


    Happy New Year bwak!  Hope all is well!


    Well, my dear Auntie Sam, it could certainly be worse. We have relocated to a more modest abode.

    I do hope all is well with you. Have some smoked salmon for me.

    xoxoxo


    Well, now my New Year is truly a whopper (so far).  Aunt Sam and Bwakkie come to visit!  Seems like Auld Lang Syne. . .

    (I'm getting misty. . .) heart