The Era -- Day By Day

[LizzieMaine]

"I neveh done'at when *I* was dancin'," scoffs Sally. "Y'don't say!" marvels Alice...

 

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"I neveh done'at when *I* was dancin'," scoffs Sally. "Y'don't say!" marvels Alice...

"I'm surprised you had any left to wear'" deadpans Alice. "Shut up" rejoins a miffed Sally.

 

[LizzieMaine]

("Well," headshakes Sally, emerging from the 18th Avenue BMT station, "awl I c'n say is we neveh hadda say no prayehs when I was at Erasmus. An' I wouldn'a if t'ey'd tried t' make me. I neveh needed to anyways -- I DONE my homewoik!" "I din' go t'school much," admits Alice, as they head up 18th Avenue. "But when I did, I prayed awla time. I prayed t' sistehs would stop hitt'n me wit' t' edge'a t'at ruleh..." "Huh," huhs Sally, as they pass the darkened windows of Ebinger's. "Bake'ry still closed," sighs Sally. "Siddy can't go on much lawngeh," sighs Alice, "wit'out no blackout cake." "T'at cake," snorts Sally, "izza REASON t'ezza sugeh shawrtage." "Excuse me," comes the firm voice of a man stepping out of the Manor Cafeteria. "Alice Dooley?" "It's Krause now," hesitates Alice. "An' who wants t' know?" "Sergeant Brosnan," announces the detective, displaying his badge. "Now justa' MINUTE," interrupts Sally. "She ain' got nut'nt'a do wit' anyt'ing! An' you c'n tell t'em rats awna Rankin Committee t'at..." "Sal..." interrupts Alice. She gives the detective a slow, hard look. "Whassis awlabout?" "Like to ask you a few questions," explains Brosnan. "About a friend of yours." "YOU DON' HAFTA TELL"M NUT"N!" snaps Sally. "Thought we'd go downtown," continues Brosnan. "Shouldn't be long." Alice breathes sharply, and shakes her head. "Can't we do it at my house?" she pleads. "Car's over here," directs Brosnan. "Sal," murmurs Alice. "Go home, tell Siddy. Tell'im I'll be awright, it won' be lawng..." "TAKE T' FIT' AMEN'MENT!" bellows Sally, as Brosnan helps Alice into the car....)

("Hiya, Solly," greets Joe. "Packa Camels," mutters Solly stepping to the counter. He riffles the stack of Eagles as Joe fills his order, and tosses down two dimes. "Keep t' change," he adds, stripping the cellophane tab from the pack. "Hey," heys Joe. "I was gonna ask ya -- some guy give Uncle Frank a coupla tickets t' t' footbawl game Friday night, an' he can't use 'em, so 'e give'm t' me. Sal don' like football, so how 'bout you'n me go, see what it's awlabout." "Neh," declines Solly. "I'm busy." "Ahhhhh, yawr t' boss!' chuckles Joe. "What'sa pernta bein'a boss if y'can't take a night awff..." "I SAID I'M BUSY," snaps Solly, a hard edge in his voice. He jams a cigarette in his mouth,. snaps a match, and takes a deep puff. "I'm busy," he repeats, heading for the door, just as Bink Scanlan enters. "SO LEEMEE ALONE!" "Get him," scoffs Bink, as the door slams closed. "What t'hell??" gapes Joe...)

(I'd think the board would go along with that...)

(If MacPhail really wants to make it interesting, he should appoint himself manager. Imagine how much fun he'll have getting drunk and firing himself...)

("So --ah -- anybody here know anything about navigation?")

(Dish the dirt! Dish ALL the dirt!)

(Booooo! Bring on Violent Ray!)

(Well, back to the grind...)

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

"Clumsily hacked out with a pair of scissors." That's the trouble these days, nobody has any pride in their work.

And heeeeeeere we go....

"We'll give them to Mr. Tracy. He collects them. They'll make a lovely Christmas gift."

He's not the only one.

Always get a receipt.

You could make it a quartet...

"And whatever you do, don't ask him about farming."

And that's how you make money in real estate.

Plan for the future today!

That's it, sound enthusiastic...

 

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I'd think the board would go along with that...

Indeed. Today, the legal and compliance departments of banks often having larger staffs than the line of businesses. It requires massive resources, complex processes, and huge documentation to comply with all the banking regulations. It's one of the reasons we have these massive banks: They need the economies of scale. The smaller banks aren't even that small as, they, too, have compliance requirements that demand massive resource commitment.

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Dish the dirt! Dish ALL the dirt!

Wait until they get to the Leona Stockpool file.

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"Clumsily hacked out with a pair of scissors." That's the trouble these days, nobody has any pride in their work.

And they left the most valuable piece behind.

I think the war took away so many of the true professionals.

Separately, why in God's name is a union accusing a movie star of being a communist? Times sure were different. Today those groups pretty much fight to be seen as more radical as a point of pride.

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"We'll give them to Mr. Tracy. He collects them. They'll make a lovely Christmas gift."

"I'd prefer a nice piece of luggage. I have a leather grip all picked out if anyone cares. Anyone?" — Chief Brandon

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That's it, sound enthusiastic...

Who do we think suggested going along for the trip: the DL?

 

[LizzieMaine]

The AFL is pretty much a middle/right-wing organization in 1946 -- when in the Worker they talk about the "Dubinskyites," that's what they mean, unions, like David Dubinsky's ILGWU, descended from old craft guilds rather than the broadbased industrial unionism of the CIO. Jurisdictional disputes between old-line AFL unions and the newer CIO unions are very common, especially in Hollywood, and redbaiting the CIO has always been the AFL's weapon of choice. Miss Loy has gotten caught in the crossfire, and she won't, alas, be the last...

I wouldn't put it past Mr. Caniff to pull somebody really unexpected off the shelf for this final storyline. We haven't seen Normandie in years...

 

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...I wouldn't put it past Mr. Caniff to pull somebody really unexpected off the shelf for this final storyline. We haven't seen Normandie in years...

Normandie, with Pat not far behind, would be a neat choice that I'd be happy to see.

 

[LizzieMaine]

And their -- ah -- Normandie's little girl would be, oh, about eight years old now.