When We Were All Little Sages REPRINT

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Sometimes what you knew turned out to be not true.

All this bowing down to children and asking them to please tell us what our public policies should be, reminds me of how wise we all were when I was in fifth grade.

Out on the playground, which was our grove of Academe, we liked to discuss weighty topics with one another: the more philosophically abstruse, the better. We especially liked scientific subjects.

One of the topics we discussed at great length went like this: “Ya know, every time they talk about shooting a rocket to the moon, these two dubular clouds appear on Mars…”

Dubular? What does that mean? Well, nobody asked! Each of us took it for granted that everybody else knew exactly what it meant. I didn’t know, but that didn’t stop me from repeating that baloney. It got so I didn’t have to know what it meant! Just saying it made us sound so wise.

If only adults had listened to us, back then! Obviously they had no appreciation for our childly wisdom.

But that seems to be changing fast.

Keep your eyes peeled for dubular clouds on Mars.

From November 2019

The Very First Oy Rodney Post REPRINT

This is from 2017.  The picture is a different one, as I couldn’t bring Lee’s picture over, I put a picture of a dog that looked exactly like my little guy from many years ago.  Dobie.

All right, so I don’t have a dog.  I wouldn’t let my cats read it, either.

Oy, Rodney! by Violet Crepuscular is one of those awful romance novels, but with an added twist: the author has hired goons–formal job description “literary consultants”–to go into bookstores and make thinly veiled threats.  The plot ain’t nothin’ to write home about, either.

Can young Lord Jeremy Coldsore, 5th Viscount Atropine, win the love of the aging but still quite homely Dame Margo Cargo, the richest woman in Scurvyshire?  Or will the mysterious stranger who looks like Ed Begley, but isn’t, get in first?  What is the awful secret concealed under the Vicar’s plastic wading pool? And how come there’s no character in this book actually named Rodney?

 

I’m Sick, All Right

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I haven’t been this sick since I was in knee-pants.

It’s horrible. Everything hurts.  No Daddy to scoop me up from bed and sing Sweet Violets. My wife is very worried. I miss my mother coming up the stairs to serve me ginger ale.

What can I do now, but ask for prayers?

And plenty of ’em.

‘Rock of Ages’

The trouble I have, posting blog posts on this site! Would you believe it took me 45 minutes to do this?

Well, it’s here now–Rock of Ages, one of the best-loved hymns in Christendom

‘Beautiful Savior’

I’ve got a doctor’s appointment today, but let’s take some time for a hymn.

Beautiful Savior (Fairest Lord Jesus) : I loved to sing this song in Sunday school. Once in a while it made me cry. It doesn’t do that anymore, but I do still love it.

The Davy Crockett Craze

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Fess Parker: His ship came in.

Born on a mountain-top in Tennessee, greenest state in the land of the free…

–The Ballad of Davy Crockett

The height of the craze was in 1954, after which we are told it tapered off (https://tnmuseum.org/junior-curators/posts/the-davy-crockett-craze). But you couldn’t prove it be me!

With the fad supposedly over, and me eight or nine years old, it still had scads of momentum. Here are some of the “merch” items that I gave my parents no peace until I owned them:

Davy Crockett marionette, Davy Crockett T-shirts, Sunday color comics, comic books, Davy Crockett plastic figures, Davy Crockett record albums, Davy Crockett moccasins…

Walt Disney had ignited a major cultural movement without intending to. He cried all the way to the bank.

Star Fess Parker got tons of mileage out of his coonskin persona.

Yeesh! If it was this intense in 1957, when I was old enough to get blown away by it, what must it have been like in the middle of 1955?  (“Everything was Davy Crockett,” says my wife.

‘Parental Responsibility’ for Under-18 Lawbreakers

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As a newspaper reporter way back in the 1970s, one or two of the towns I used to cover came up with “parental responsibility laws,” making parents criminally liable for offenses committed by their children. Did that produce some wild politics!

As I recall it, none of these acts made it into the legal code: too much opposition. But that was then, and now is now. That which failed back then is now succeeding.

Gloucester Township has passed a Parental Responsibility Act. No one has yet been arrested and charged for children’s misdeeds. But it’s early days–plenty of time to drum up bitter courtroom battles.

What goes around comes around.

The press for a parental responsibility law picked up momentum last year, in the wake of a… let’s call it a youth riot… that ruined a municipal celebration that this year couldn’t be held. Whether it’ll ever be held again remains to be seen.

 

 

Stuck in the Furniture

Why do dogs and cats do this–get stuck in the furniture? Then they whine or meow until someone figures out how to get them out.

My iguana once got himself stuck on the wrong side of the drop ceiling. I wasn’t home, so my sister got the job of rescuing him. To this day I don’t know how she did it–and had to give him a good bath afterwards, when he came out black instead of green. To all these ministrations he submitted peacefully, and he and Alice were friends from then on.

And then there are cats who get stuck high up a very tall tree…

[PS–As you can see, my computer is now working after being on strike for two hours.]

It’s Our Anniversary Today

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It’s our 48th anniversary today–calloo, callay, O frabjous day! Don’t expect too much in the way of writing here today. Gotta celebrate. The associate editor and the bookkeeper of The Bayshore Independent–that was us, once upon a time.

(Dude, do you really want to write nooze on your anniversary day? With your wife right here in the living room? Say it ain’t so!)

So, we have a sunny day with a tolerable temperature, the guy from the Chinese restaurant will deliver our supper, I’ll have a cigar, we’ll watch a movie… I know it’s not much, but neither of us is up to much trapeze work.

Our neighbor, Josh, will take Patty to retrieve her car when he comes home from work. He’s like the nephew that we never had.

Well, I guess I’ll got outside and read. It’s back to the hospital next week so they can mess around with my hip. *Sigh*

‘The Lost River of Eden’ (2015)

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I thought I’d re-run this post, because I hadn’t read it in years and when I read it just now, it fascinated me all over again.

The Lost River of Eden

The Bible preserves knowledge that would otherwise be lost. Genesis tells us of the rivers of Eden, one of which flowed into Eden after crossing most of what is now Saudi Arabia. There is very solid evidence for this–although the river dried up around 2,000 B.C. at the latest. Satellite technology opened the door of discovery.

How much else is “lost,” but actually preserved in Scripture?

Probably a great deal more than we might think.