The Era -- Day By Day

[Harp]

Dude's a dumb-ass flyboy with his head stuck so far up his sorry ass he cannot see daylight much less
hear rhyme or reason. Get Burma on the plane and get-the-f..k-outta there.
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Couldn't read all the penitent soldiers (microscopic print) story, but fifteen miles forced march under pack ain't nothin'.
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And once this mess sergeant (on an advisory detachment in northern Greece) personally snuck several ladies of the evening through a Hellenic battalion MP checkpoint, took them inside his mess hall, feted them to what
apparently was the opening salvo to a menage a trois inside his barracks room.

And the captain had a very severe West Point attack. The ladies were ushered into a van and driven back to
Thessalonikki. And Mess Daddy later was charged with selling American prime USDA beef on the Greek black market.
Mess Daddy subsequently busted sergeant first class across a court martial board. His buck ass private ass
cashiered out of the US Army and routed to a stockade back in CONUS (Continental United States).
And it all started when he brought those girls in for fun, frolic, and so forth.

The ol' barracks saw "Military justice is to Justice what military music is to music" ain't no joke.

And it all really started when Mess Daddy brought those girls in for fun. frolic, and so forth.

 

[Fading Fast]

...
(How quickly they forget. Mr. Keaton threw exactly one, and only one, pie in his entire silent-film career, in a 1919 Fatty Arbuckle comedy, and was never hit by one. He never touched pastry in anger again until his cameo appearance in 1939's "Hollywood Cavalcade" -- an appearance which, sadly, gave an entire generation of filmgoers the idea that he was actually Ben Turpin.)...

"He never touched pastry in anger again..."

...Burlesque-to-Broadway comic Phil Silvers has been under contract in Hollywood for over a year now, and has yet to make his screen debut. That ignominious record will soon come to an end, however, with director Garson Kanin featuring the bald-headed funnyman in a supporting role in the upcoming Ginger Rogers comedy "Tom, Dick, and Harry." Mr. Silvers will make his screen premiere as a fast-talking ice cream vendor, and hopes that the role will lead to bigger laughs ahead....

Not a good debut movie.

... View attachment 345838 ("Lookit t'bright side," says Joe. "'At Williams, he hit it offa CLAUDE PASSEAU!" "HAH!" snorts Sally. "COUL'N HAPP'N TO A NICEAH GUY!!" They're so worked up, they don't see MacPhail machinating to play the entire World Series at Yankee Stadium. Sure, that'll go over reaaaaaaaaaaaaal well.)...

The short-term greed and stupidity of some otherwise smart people never ceases to amaze. I get the extra money from a bigger gate, but come on, you'd be spitting in the face of the same people you want to show up at your stadium on a hot, humid day in August when your team is eleven games out and going in the wrong direction. There are so many loyalty-building, brand-building, good-will building benefits to playing World Series games in your home stadium, it's hard to believe MacPhail wouldn't see that.

...A galaxy of radio stars will take part in "Millions For Defense," a new program sponsored by the Treasury Department for the promotion of Defense Bonds and Stamps. Tonight's broadcast at 9PM over WABC headlines Bob Hope, Bing Crosby, Dorothy Lamour, and Raymond Massey, with Lowell Thomas as master-of-ceremonies. Also featured is a sketch specially written for the program by Arch Oboler. All performers featured on the program are doing so on a strictly volunteer basis....

Quite the cast. Shame you can't see Lamour on the radio.

...
(I dunno, at least he's trying...)...

If most of the attacks take place at dawn, the logic behind his black outfit makes no sense.

Also, come on, use your super strength to snap the periscope off, not wrap a handkerchief around it.

... (Eighteen years she's been waiting for this moment, and she's gonna savor every bit of it.)...

Yet, sadly, this time she's wrong about Oakdale and it will blow up in her face eventually. Life is just not fair.

... ("Go back to my tatting? Certainly. I'll begin by making a nice sampler out of the shredded remains of your face...)

Let's see, "tatting," umm, Google?, Oh, that's what it means.

Yes, "drop dead you *sshole, don't forget, I put you in jail. Oh what the h*ll, Wolf, eat his face off!"

Damnit Lizzie, now you got me doing it.

I picked up two Communist brass Star belt buckles with Hammer & Sickle press stamped like those
helmet insignia, wore them around a commodity futures trading desk on the overnite shift for laughs.
A really startling sartorial statement amidst capitalist fiends.

I worked on the floor of the NYSE in the '80s and made several trips to the Chicago floor in the '90s when I was trading the bond basis - nothing feels more like pure capitalism that those old trading floors. A woman starting a small business in a quiet town is probably more real capitalism than our regulated markets, but the energy, trading, daily gains and losses and physicality of a trading floor feels like capitalism in action.

... I couldn't afford to go to the doctor when I had sciatica, and I guess that's just as well......

What is an "impartial chairman of the cloak and suit industry?" What does that mean? The cloak and suit industry brought in an outsider to better see how to steer the industry than a "biased" insider?

A... And here I though old Sam the Presser was the only one around here who could walk on water......

Oh, good, we're still on the "Bill Slag is wonderful" storyline. I was afraid we'd move on from saying the same cloying thing every single day.

.. Oooooooh, forensics!...

Trigger belongs in jail for the crime of gross stupidity, oh, and that murder thing too.

...
Um, Andy, you don't have to cover an earpiece like that. Unless Min's yelling at you....

A phone booth, hat, cigarette ad, bowtie and wristwatch. It's amazing how many commonplace things have gone or almost gone away.

... LOOK JUST OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!...

"Dude, hi, nice to meet you. My knee is twisted, but everything else is working just fine."

 

[LizzieMaine]

Mr. Holmes is precisely aware of what he's doing by writing about this Yankee Stadium thing now rather than letting it cook until September. The fuse is now lit, and you can expect the entire borough to shake from the imminent explosion. MacPhail can get away with a lot, but he's going to have to pull in his neck fast on this one. There is no circumstance under which, in Brooklyn, in 1941, this could ever be considered a tenable idea.

I think the idea with the cloak-and-suiters is that they were looking for an impartial czar like the Baseball Commissioner to come in and be their public administrator/figurehead. But I'm just gonna come out and say, if I'm looking for someone of honest and unimpeachable integrity to serve as the figurehead of anything, the first name on my list is probably not gonna be Broadway Jimmy Walker.

 

[Harp]

I worked on the floor of the NYSE in the '80s and made several trips to the Chicago floor in the '90s when I was trading the bond basis - nothing feels more like pure capitalism that those old trading floors. A woman starting a small business in a quiet town is probably more real capitalism than our regulated markets, but the energy, trading, daily gains and losses and physicality of a trading floor feels like capitalism in action.

As you know all trades are now made off floor, an era has passed.
Prior to pandemonium I occasionally caught a hair cut inside a Chicago Options Exchange first floor barbershop,
whenever I could catch a loose barber early bird at 06.50. One morning a coupla guys were in the shop, talking
about the building which stands near the Board of Trade. Seems the bldg. was up for sale, the floor trades had moved
electronic, but all the open floor architectural structure design impeded extensive above floor remodel, below floor
remodel etc, the structure had a limited architectural strength to accommodate anything drastic. Talk of tearing
down the entire building ensued. The collapse of floor trading may well demolish the Options Exchange.

 

[Fading Fast]

As you know all trades are now made off floor, an era has passed.
Prior to pandemonium I occasionally caught a hair cut inside a Chicago Options Exchange first floor barbershop,
whenever I could catch a loose barber early bird at 06.50. One morning a coupla guys were in the shop, talking
about the building which stands near the Board of Trade. Seems the bldg. was up for sale, the floor trades had moved
electronic, but all the open floor architectural structure design impeded extensive above floor remodel, below floor
remodel etc, the structure had a limited architectural strength to accommodate anything drastic. Talk of tearing
down the entire building ensued. The collapse of floor trading may well demolish the Options Exchange.

I moved "upstairs" to trade in the later '80s as the handwriting was on the wall, but in many ways, my happiest work environment was the floor of the New York Stock Exchange. When I was trading the basis (arbing futures vs cash Treasuries), as mentioned, I made several trips to the floor in Chicago to both meet the brokers I used and to get a real feel for how the futures and options I was trading "upstairs" were being executed.

It was a bit nostalgic for me to be back on an exchange floor. Also, I loved the use of hand signals in Chicago, which were not allowed on the NYSE. It's a shame that era is gone, but typewriters, buggy whips, etc.

Now, I work from home, trading off of a laptop with more information available to me (and everyone else) than in all those prior years. When I lived in Boston, and to your point about the old architecture of exchanges, I went to a restaurant that was in the old cotton exchange - the high ceilings and large windows of that ancient exchange building made for a beautiful setting for a restaurant. The air-conditioning bills in the summer must have been crazy.

 

[Harp]

Now, I work from home, trading off of a laptop with more information available to me (and everyone else) than in all those prior years...

On the eve of the Invasion of Kuwait I caught Ted Koppel's Nightline, the Prince of Jordan was being interviewed live.
After that show I suspected Iraq was about to invade Kuwait, CBS radio later reported Iraqi armor massing
at the Iraq-Kuwait border, which signaled an imminent invasion. Armor spearheads, means one thing: s..t to hit fan.
Crude Oil trade. Newspapers, first page...a stock about to skyrocket. Andrews Pitchfork against Elliot Wave Count.
All before the computer smashed everything kit and kaboodle, other informative sources kept ear to ground peeled eye
alert, computer ease only dreamed of. Pay telephone broker calls between college classes. New York Times;
Wall Street Journal other papers, journals, magazines, stock summaries, newsletters....read everything since
information, hard core intelligence cut the edge. In law school worked the overnite desk at Lind*Waldock, talked
to people all over the world every nite, day market known. Now, all I need is a computer.

When I was an undergrad at the University of Illinois-Chicago I can remember getting to the library
at dawn, dark outside and leaving at evening, night having fallen, scouring books, books, more books.
Now, all I need is a computer. Could do a master's degree in three years now, all I need is a computer.
Kids today don't know how good they have it.

 

[ChiTownScion]

On the eve of the Invasion of Kuwait I caught Ted Koppel's Nightline, the Prince of Jordan was being interviewed live.
After that show I suspected Iraq was about to invade Kuwait, CBS radio later reported Iraqi armor massing
at the Iraq-Kuwait border, which signaled an imminent invasion. Armor spearheads, means one thing: s..t to hit fan.
Crude Oil trade. Newspapers, first page...a stock about to skyrocket. Andrews Pitchfork against Elliot Wave Count.
All before the computer smashed everything kit and kaboodle, other informative sources kept ear to ground peeled eye
alert, computer ease only dreamed of. Pay telephone broker calls between college classes. New York Times;
Wall Street Journal other papers, journals, magazines, stock summaries, newsletters....read everything since
information, hard core intelligence cut the edge. In law school worked the overnite desk at Lind*Waldock, talked
to people all over the world every nite, day market known. Now, all I need is a computer.

When I was an undergrad at the University of Illinois-Chicago I can remember getting to the library
at dawn, dark outside and leaving at evening, night having fallen, scouring books, books, more books.
Now, all I need is a computer. Could do a master's degree in three years now, all I need is a computer.
Kids today don't know how good they have it.

From what I can gather- and mine was far from an exhaustive study on the point- every major case that I labored for hours briefing during my first year Contracts, Civil Procedure, and Torts classes can be found in digested form in Wikipedia. I suppose that it could be like reading the Wiki articles on movies before watching them: plot spoilers can "spoil the fun," but that's the price paid for knowing where the bus you're riding is headed.

Toting a laptop in a backpack to law school classes has to be a lot easier on the body than shlepping all the casebooks and hornbooks of days of yore, and Google would have saved me a lot of money on canned briefs and commercial outlines. But I wonder if what I considered the essential element of my own legal education (midnight oil burnt) wasn't all that essential after all. I am certain that a purer form of Socratic case law inquiry existed at Langdell Hall of Haavaad fifty years before my time. So perhaps this ongoing change is simply a fact of life.

 

[Harp]

From what I can gather- and mine was far from an exhaustive study on the point- every major case that I labored for hours briefing during my first year Contracts, Civil Procedure, and Torts classes can be found in digested form in Wikipedia. I suppose that it could be like reading the Wiki articles on movies before watching them: plot spoilers can "spoil the fun," but that's the price paid for knowing where the bus you're riding is headed.

Toting a laptop in a backpack to law school classes has to be a lot easier on the body than shlepping all the casebooks and hornbooks of days of yore, and Google would have saved me a lot of money on canned briefs and commercial outlines. But I wonder if what I considered the essential element of my own legal education (midnight oil burnt) wasn't all that essential after all. I am certain that a purer form of Socratic case law inquiry existed at Langdell Hall of Haavaad fifty years before my time. So perhaps this ongoing change is simply a fact of life.

I cut classes as an undergrad, except German and the science lectures/labs. I usually dropped by the prof's
office and just announced my intention to cut. Some objections, of course, and occasional attendance,
but usually after handing in a few papers or tests, they left me alone. Law school I got reamed but the
lectures bored me and I just preferred to read. Hornbooks I stayed away from-wanted to drink the smoke
of the scholar's lamp. My first call on in Constitutional, Marbury-like what else? And I answered all
?s right, got my ass dragged over the first three articles for punishment. After that, I had little use
for the Socratic wannabees. But the books I tore apart, loved the reading and being left alone to read.
Loved briefing cases, adore the law, can argue with perspective (and Marshall and I disagree on lotza
stuff) but the journey through briars, thorns, scorpions, snakes all worth it. And what pissed me all to
hell is the asinine subjective foolishness of professorial disregard of the Model Penal Code to advance
their own idiotic supposition over truth, factual evidence, and plain old common sense.

 

[LizzieMaine]

German armies suffered heavy losses, including the destruction of two full motorized divisions, as Red Army units on the vital central front defending the route to Moscow hammered back in three forceful counter-attacks. A Moscow war communique today stated that Soviet lines are also holding firmly on the north wing protecting Leningrad and on the southern wing guarding the Ukraine.

Meanwhile, a Nazi communique stated today that German pressure on Soviet forces is proceeding without halt, but no specific statement was made concerning the status of the attack on the eastern front other than to indicate that German forces are "pressing along" the entire Stalin Front looking for "a soft spot."

President Roosevelt's circle of "fight now" advisors are urging him to take steps to seize the strategic islands of Cape Verde and the Azores, currently controlled by Portugal, in order to erect new barriers to any potential German incursion into the Western Hemisphere. Advocated by Secretary of War Henry L. Stimson, Navy Secretary Frank Knox, and Acting Secretary of State Sumner Welles, the move would "carry the U. S. flag to the very doors of southwestern Europe and Africa."

The former German consul-general for New York is en route to San Francisco today by airplane, where he will join the consul-general there for a back-door exit from the United States. Dr. Johannes Borchers, his family, and a maid, left New York today under an order expelling all consular personnel, their families, and their staffs, from the United States by July 15th. Dr. Borchers and his party will board a Japanese liner for transportation to that Axis country, from which he will, it is expected, assume a new position in the Orient.

A 26-year-old New York nightclub singer arranged three dolls around the pillow of her dead 5-year-old daughter and then shot herself in the head. The bodies of Tamara Charle and her daughter were found today in a hotel room in Albany, where police say the singer shot the child and then herself with a 25-caliber pistol. A suicide note addressed to her husband stated "I will not annoy you any more after what happened last night." Mrs. Charle was last seen alive about 10pm last night, after she concluded her act in the cocktail lounge at the Hotel Ten Eyck. Police have summoned her husband, a Brooklyn man, to Albany to identify the bodies,and state that a medical examiners' report concludes that the child was killed several hours before the death of her mother.

("You're in the Army now....")

(What's DiMag's secret? A guarded crotch.)

A Bronx high school teacher suspended from her job two years ago because she refused to submit to a medical examination will be reinstated and paid nearly $9000 in lost wages by the Board of Education on the condition that she retire immediately. Mary B. C. Byrne was suspended on a charge of insubordination for refusing the ordered examination, but successfully appealed that suspension on the ground that no regulation requiring such an examination exists. The case led the Board this year to pass a regulation mandating medical examinations for all teachers.

A "Russian War Flag" displayed by German troops in a recent wirephoto issued by the Nazi propaganda office is in fact merely a Soviet Boy Scout guidon, according to a report from Moscow. A Soviet communique identified the banner as one used by the "Young Pioneers," the Russian equivalent of the Scouts, and bearing its motto "Be Ready." The communique also pointed out other fake photos distributed by Nazi press services, including one showing "Russian war prisoners" wearing winter clothes at the height of summer.

(This copywriter does love the passive voice. The beer I can do without, but those ham sticks actually look pretty good.)

(Bohack, in recent months, has pushed the A&P right out of the Eagle. Ah, groceries -- a savage business.)

The Eagle Editorialist understands the sentiment behind the recent court ruling that it's all right to shove an American flag pole into the sand at Coney Island beach -- but what if everybody does it? "The effect would be impressive -- but what about all those who would be turned away" for lack of space as a result of "misdirected enthusiasm" for the flag? The "American People" after all include most of the half-a-million who visit the beach each weekend, and surely they too are entitled to some consideration?

(Mrs. Lichty just signed up to be an air raid warden, and Mr. Lichty does not like it, no sir, not one bit.)

(Dear Mr. Wood -- You are showing insufficient rage at the Yankee Stadium idea. Suggest you review your position. Sincerely, Mr. Schroth.)

One of the top pitchers in Negro baseball will be on the hill when the Memphis Red Sox invade Dexter Park tomorrow night. Ted "Double Duty" Radcliffe, considered the closest rival to Satchel Paige in the Negro circuits, will start against the Bushwicks just days after a national poll conducted by a Negro newspaper found him the second-most popular player in the Negro American League -- behind only Paige himself.

The first of a two-part profile of Larry MacPhail appears in the current issue of "The New Yorker" magazine. The article will discuss Mr. MacPhail's "gift of vituperation and eagerness to battle for the Brooklyn team" that has made the Dodgers the most talked-about team in baseball, and has earned for him the unique title of "borough defender."

(Nice, but where were you when the Robin Moor needed you?)

(And again I have to ask -- where, just where is Peggy?)

(Either that's Gribble's daughter, or wizened Dickensian villians have different priorities in 1941.)

(NICE DOGGIE! I bet if the copyright slug wasn't in the way, we could see the little wet puddle spreading out from The Gangster's feet...)

 

[Harp]

Deliberate martial sleep deprive is the more exacting chastise employed by the US Army.
Instead of eight hours, all slumber respite is cut down to only two hours, so if the sack is hit at midnite,
reveille is at 02.00, since as cadre explained: only two hours actual sleep is necessary. The other six hours
"are for dreaming about broads."
There is an undeniable infinite amount of truth in this.

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

Ew.

Get Flit -- Bugs Cry For It!

"Here, Here?" Magistrate Solomon would be right down there on the floor in the middle of it.

Look, can't you two save the flirting till we AT LEAST GET THE PLANE OFF THE GROUND?

Mr. Gray is just trolling us now.

Well, this certainly has potential.

Enjoy it while you can, kids.

I'm impressed that Mr. Gould actually ran these calculations. Anyone here good enough at math to see if they check out?

Kayo is the rare example of a young child who thoroughly understands the rules that govern the world in which he lives.

Oh yeah? It'll serve Gramps right if we go inside to find Pop Jenks sitting on the couch. "You're not the only old flounder in the sea."

 

[Fading Fast]

...
A 26-year-old New York nightclub singer arranged three dolls around the pillow of her dead 5-year-old daughter and then shot herself in the head. The bodies of Tamara Charle and her daughter were found today in a hotel room in Albany, where police say the singer shot the child and then herself with a 25-caliber pistol. A suicide note addressed to her husband stated "I will not annoy you any more after what happened last night." Mrs. Charle was last seen alive about 10pm last night, after she concluded her act in the cocktail lounge at the Hotel Ten Eyck. Police have summoned her husband, a Brooklyn man, to Albany to identify the bodies,and state that a medical examiners' report concludes that the child was killed several hours before the death of her mother....

This happened 80 years ago, but somehow it still feels raw.

...[
(This copywriter does love the passive voice. The beer I can do without, but those ham sticks actually look pretty good.)...

Apparently, there are only two talented advertising copywriters in the world in 1941 and they work exclusively for Coke and Pepsi.

...The Eagle Editorialist understands the sentiment behind the recent court ruling that it's all right to shove an American flag pole into the sand at Coney Island beach -- but what if everybody does it? "The effect would be impressive -- but what about all those who would be turned away" for lack of space as a result of "misdirected enthusiasm" for the flag? The "American People" after all include most of the half-a-million who visit the beach each weekend, and surely they too are entitled to some consideration?...

Reductio ad absurdum or slippery slope? In twenty five years, it will be about burning not planting.

...The first of a two-part profile of Larry MacPhail appears in the current issue of "The New Yorker" magazine. The article will discuss Mr. MacPhail's "gift of vituperation and eagerness to battle for the Brooklyn team" that has made the Dodgers the most talked-about team in baseball, and has earned for him the unique title of "borough defender."...

Except when he wants to move the World Series out of Brooklyn so he can make more money.

...
(Either that's Gribble's daughter, or wizened Dickensian villians have different priorities in 1941.)...

I think comicstrips sometimes loan out their contract players to other strips like studios do with actors. Whoever is lounging on that porch is an up-and-coming star under contract at "Terry and the Pirates."

...
Ew....

I have no doubt at least as much cheating goes on today, but does it seem that there is less killing of cheating spouses and their partners now than back in the '40s?

Hopefully, the police are looking into the death of the 19 year old model.

...
"Here, Here?" Magistrate Solomon would be right down there on the floor in the middle of it....

Years ago, I think I saw that episode of "Ally McBeal."

...
Look, can't you two save the flirting till we AT LEAST GET THE PLANE OFF THE GROUND?...

So far, everything is going according to Dude's plan. "Burma, with Terry, umm, gone, why don't you come sit right up here next to me. Here, I'll help" [Dude proceeds to wrap his arm around Burma's waist] "Oops, sorry, I guess my hand was a bit too high."

...
Mr. Gray is just trolling us now....

[In a small box at the bottom of the comic strip page] Eagle Announcement: Next week, the comicstrip our readers have come to know and love as "Little Orphan Annie" will be renamed "Isn't Bill Slagg Wonderful" to better reflect its new direction. We know you will be excited to follow this evolution as, everyday and forever, the strip will now sing the praises of Bill Slagg.

... Well, this certainly has potential....

‘To thine own self be true’

...
Oh yeah? It'll serve Gramps right if we go inside to find Pop Jenks sitting on the couch. "You're not the only old flounder in the sea."

Or an even better tit for tat: Shadow's on the couch.

 

[Harp]

Terry's taken prisoner.

 

[LizzieMaine]

Members of the Senate Naval Affairs Committee today issued a firm denial of reports that United States vessels have engaged in hostilities with German raiders in the North Atlantic, with Navy Secretary Frank Knox underlining that this denial is issued "categorically and emphatically." The statement came as Senator Burton K. Wheeler (D-Montana), a leader in the Senate isolationist bloc, charged that the US and Great Britain are discussing plans to "pool naval resources," an arrangement which the Senator alleges will assign American ships to patrol duty in the North Atlantic, while British ships patrol the South Atlantic and the English Channel. Sen. Wheeler further charged that a statement this week by Prime Minister Winston Churchill suggesting such an arrangement was "a trial balloon for something Churchill knew is already being discussed."

Nazi sources today claimed that German invasion forces have crossed the Dnieper River on the road to Moscow, and that two vital Russian rail supply links have been cut. The official DNB news agency also claimed that Soviet losses now exceed 1,000,000 men, but the reports did not contain news of other specific developments, other than reiterating last night's report that German troops are "mopping up" pockets of resistance in the Bialystok/Minsk sector.

The Red Army has been reorganized into three vast new defense units, according to a report from the office of Premier Josef Stalin's Supreme Ministry of Defense. Defense Commissar Marshal Semyon Timoshenko has been placed in command of the Western Central Army, in the zone where the Germans are making their deepest thrusts. Marshal Klementi Voroshilov will now command the Army of the North against Germany and its Finnish associates, and Marshal S. M. Budenny will defend the Ukraine has the head of the Southern Sector.

A real estate broker who formerly served on Local Draft Board 182 in Flatbush will serve three years in Federal prison following his conviction on corruption charges. Irving Schiller was charged with aiding a registrant to evade the draft in exchange for a money consideration of $100. Schiller pleaded guilty last month to the charge in Brooklyn Federal Court. His case was the first instance of draft board corruption to be prosecuted in the borough.

The City College English teacher convicted of perjury for his testimony before the Rapp-Coudert Committee will serve eighteen months to two years in prison following his sentencing today in General Sessions Court. Morris U. Schappes, a naturalized citizen of Russian birth, is appealing his conviction, but a motion to grant parole pending the resolution of that appeal was denied.

Seven people, including a child, were pecked by an angry blue jay today in Cypress Hills, as they tried to rescue a baby bird that had fallen from its nest in a tree at 85 Wyona Street. The blue jay, believed to be the baby's mother, pecked three men in the forehead, and then a man and two women, in successive attacks before 50-year-old Anthony Guarnieri succeeded in restoring the baby to a tree limb. The mother attempted to peck Guarnieri as he did so, but missed, instead attacking a 10 year old girl who was observing the rescue. The mother returned to the tree after the baby was rescued, but the baby was subsequently netted by an agent of the ASPCA, and taken to the organization's shelter.

Brooklyn falconers are being enlisted in a possible Army plan to use trained birds of prey to bring down enemy carrier pigeons. Local members of the American Falconers' Association will travel to Fort Monmouth on July 20th to demonstrate to officers of the Signal Corps that their birds can be useful for purposes of National Defense.

(Why don't they try blue jays?)

("Solomon's Law.")

An overflow crowd of 21,000 Communists packed Madison Square Garden last night to cheer a resolution that the Nazi invasion of Russia, nullifying the non-aggression pact between the two nations, "has critically endangered the safety of the United States." Acting secretary Robert Minor declared that "our duty includes the sacred obligation to see that every tank, every gun, every ship, and every airplane" possible be prepared here "for war on all fronts against Hitler."

A 72-year-old Irishman was admonished to "stick to the drinks of your homeland" after going on a champagne-fueled spree last night near the intersection of 35th Street and 3rd Avenue. Peter McCormack told Magistrate John F. X. Masterson he had gone down to the docks to celebrate with some of his old friends, and admitted that the champagne got the better of him. "Was it green?" demanded the Magistrate. When McCormack replied in the negative, the Magistrate suspended sentence, and ordered the defendant to stick to traditional Irish beverages from here on.

(In the Country Of The Bald, the One Haired Man is King.)

(I wonder if Kiel ever managed to return that suit he borrowed from the doorman?)

("At any rate the dentist employed skillful technique.")

(GOT THAT, MACPHAIL?)

(Ahhhhh, who cares about the Reds? It's the Cardinals you gotta worry about.)

Another chance to hear one of the great radio plays of recent years this Sunday at 5pm over WABC, when Columbia presents an encore performance of "MEridian 7-1212." First broadcast nearly eight years ago, the play tells the story of an operator at the telephone company's talking-clock service -- who finds herself ticking down the minutes until her brother's execution.

(Wait'll Senator Wheeler hears about this!)

(Hm. Where'd Jo go? She'd never want to miss a moment like this, unless she just figured out who REALLY did it...)

(MEET CUTE!)

(I'm thinking of making panel four my new avatar.)

 

[Harp]

Peter McCormack, leprechaun without portfolio admonished by Magistrate John F. X. Masterson
to stick to whiskey and lay off champagne. Clearly a case Celtic where the linen attempted to knit lace
and a stitch in time saved nine by a stone breaker.

 

[LizzieMaine]

And in the Daily News...

"It was a gentler time..."

Still just that one guy in Gowanus. Somebody needs to check on that.

I'm honestly surprised nobody mentions hunkering down in movie theatres. CONTINUOUS SHOWS! IT'S COOL INSIDE!

Well, I suppose if Wumple is worth "a dollar a year..."

"Aw," says Patton. "Hold out a little longer, huh? I picked out a really nice rubber hose!"

Andy runs like Ted Williams loping out a home run.

You'll grow up, son. Someday.

Tee time.

Dude can't hear anything over the deafening roar of his own awesomeness.

Maybe you should lay off the champagne.

 

[Harp]

^Had he just floored it after load up, this whole rigamarole couldawouldashoulda been avoided.

But to advance the script, the scene sets the stage for escape. And, of course, there is the triangular
China Burma India-(in Like Flynn)-isosceles thang thing beggin' further development. Begin The Beguine.
(The Artie Shaw not Glenn Miller version).

 

[ChiTownScion]

My grandfather nicknamed one of my cousins, "Kayo." I never got that. No resemblance whatsoever, looks or personality. At least he looked like the Worry Wart in J.R. Williams', "Out Our Way" even if the kid never worried about a damned thing when he was little.

 

[Fading Fast]

...Seven people, including a child, were pecked by an angry blue jay today in Cypress Hills, as they tried to rescue a baby bird that had fallen from its nest in a tree at 85 Wyona Street. The blue jay, believed to be the baby's mother, pecked three men in the forehead, and then a man and two women, in successive attacks before 50-year-old Anthony Guarnieri succeeded in restoring the baby to a tree limb. The mother attempted to peck Guarnieri as he did so, but missed, instead attacking a 10 year old girl who was observing the rescue. The mother returned to the tree after the baby was rescued, but the baby was subsequently netted by an agent of the ASPCA, and taken to the organization's shelter....

A heavy-set, slightly disheveled bald man, standing off to the side, was seen taking notes of the entire incident. Some say they noticed the initials AH on his shirt cuff.

...(Why don't they try blue jays?)...

...A 72-year-old Irishman was admonished to "stick to the drinks of your homeland" after going on a champagne-fueled spree last night near the intersection of 35th Street and 3rd Avenue. Peter McCormack told Magistrate John F. X. Masterson he had gone down to the docks to celebrate with some of his old friends, and admitted that the champagne got the better of him. "Was it green?" demanded the Magistrate. When McCormack replied in the negative, the Magistrate suspended sentence, and ordered the defendant to stick to traditional Irish beverages from here on....

What, was Magistrate Solomon in the bathroom when this case came up?

...
(GOT THAT, MACPHAIL?)...

I'm surprised MLB didn't choose a larger stadium or did these games not sell out back then like everything does all the time today?

...[ (Ahhhhh, who cares about the Reds? It's the Cardinals you gotta worry about.)...

You can feel the excitement in the country over Dimaggio's streak now.

...[
(Wait'll Senator Wheeler hears about this!)...

Good connect, Lizzie.

Anyone else thinking about "Dr Strangelove: Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb."

...[ (MEET CUTE!)...

"Terry and the Pirates" producers are questioning their decision to loan out the actress who plays Connie to "Mary Worth:"

"Why do we invest in young talent if we then let other comicstrips benefit from our investment?"

"You said she'd never make it and we'd better try to recoup some of our money."

"Shut up."

"Did you see her in panel one - she could be our next Burma."

"Shut up again."

... (I'm thinking of making panel four my new avatar.)

Lizzie, the school's counselor is on the phone.

... "It was a gentler time..."....

To your point and I mentioned it yesterday, it seems - purely from observation, no numbers, no research - that there was more shooting / killing of cheating spouses back then than today.

"I wasn't trying to edge in with another man's wife." "Edge in" belongs on our best-euphemisms list.

...
I'm honestly surprised nobody mentions hunkering down in movie theatres. CONTINUOUS SHOWS! IT'S COOL INSIDE!...

Not just saying it, I expected movie theater to pop up, more than once, as an answer too.

Nice to see a female radio script writer.

I bet Ms. Luggen would enjoy Valley Stream State Park.

... View attachment 346284 Well, I suppose if Wumple is worth "a dollar a year..."....

Oh good, another day of "Bill Slagg is wonderful."

...
"Aw," says Patton. "Hold out a little longer, huh? I picked out a really nice rubber hose!"....

@Harp will know better, but if Trigger just keeps his mouth shut, I don't think Tracy, despite all his fancy sounding evidence, has enough for a murder conviction.

...
You'll grow up, son. Someday....

"I hope you haven't had so much that you're tired of it." Could be interpreted as slut shaming with a "you're old" slam wrapped in there too.

...
Dude can't hear anything over the deafening roar of his own awesomeness.....

Maybe so, but unconsciously, Burma just began untucking her blouse.

 

[Harp]

^Interesting take on Burma.

Definitely a knock around gal but she has this quixotic streak that Caniff gifted her but not quite
played out yet neither erased from caricature. Evident tension betwixt her and Dude Ranch.