The Era -- Day By Day

[Fading Fast]

"Wha'ssis --" repeats Solly. "Just a few routine questions,"

"If we are doing this 'voluntarily,' I'm gonna need more or get a warrant and I'll get a lawyer: your choice."

Separately, there are some great economic lessons in the meat article. One, in particular, is called "substitution" and forms a core tenet of how they calculate inflation. It's cool to see it in action even if, like me, you think it’s far from a perfect solution to a complex-as-all-heck problem.

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"...Sell 'im some p'tection."

What a scumbag.

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They can say "D i c k" all they want and the censorbot can't touch them!

Only a few days ago, I wanted to make a somewhat similar point and I had to take a screenshot of the name that I wanted to use as, obviously, the bot doesn't censor within pictures. It's all so stupid, especially since it could easily be improved with some free, i.e., open-sourced programming, but of course, somebody, somewhere would have to care enough to do that.

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Well, well, well.

Could our boy Nick be just around the corner?

Also,

"What's a pro-tee-jay?"
"Dat's th' brat, Annie."

Charming.

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Once again, Mr. Rodney is ahead of his time.

He is indeed. I like the little tidbit about the Soviet lifting team. I'd bet you they get all the food they need.

 

[Harp]

I tried the circuitous Goelet article but one-and-a-half cups of coffee proved insufficient
to the task of comprehension. I also noted and recalled Murray; wherein wife's lover slain
and Murray legally passed, but now accused of cruelty by spouse...

The Chicago Stockyards/meat markets fluctuation article recalled childhood reminiscence
of being with my dad, a local cattle buyer, and walking through stockyards muck and mire.
He'd dropped out of high school during the Second World War years to work the Yards,
drafted Korea, returned and went back to the Yards. He married my mother and fathered
four children. He was killed in a car accident at thirty seven. I never saw him with a book but
he respected schooling. I sometimes wonder what he would have thought of me since my
childhood had been rebellious and scholastically erratic. I was a bad apple fell far from the
paternal tree; almost forgotten distant memories trip wired by a newspaper cattle commodity
report. Cattle, pigs, horses, sheep, and Judas goats that led livestock to slaughter pens.

I wouldn't mind seeing Ms Allen and Terry wed before returning back home.