EMPEROR STRIKES AGAIN AND GETS SHUT DOWN?
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Some of the people giving complements to the emp are actually buddies of his.
If you read some of his feedback there's no way most of those are legit, rational people.
A lot of them sound just like fanatical party members praising "fearless leader", if you know what I mean. Like minded indeed, if the adjective "mind" can be used so loosely.
You can still find "lawn jockeys" around here occasionally. Leftovers from the past. I'd like to think that in this small town there was little of that attitude remaining, but it still lurks below the surface far too frequently. People just aren't as open about it now that it's become not quite so socially acceptable.
We need to grow up as a species!
If you read some of his feedback there's no way most of those are legit, rational people.
A lot of them sound just like fanatical party members praising "fearless leader", if you know what I mean. Like minded indeed, if the adjective "mind" can be used so loosely.
You can still find "lawn jockeys" around here occasionally. Leftovers from the past. I'd like to think that in this small town there was little of that attitude remaining, but it still lurks below the surface far too frequently. People just aren't as open about it now that it's become not quite so socially acceptable.
We need to grow up as a species!
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I don't think it's socially acceptable at all these days. However, as the US gets bigger, it seems to me that it's not only race people have to transcend to relate to each other. I think there are a lot of urbanites and suburbanites and exosuburbanites (sp?) who can't relate to each other. A lot of people, though hopefully not most, live in their own little worlds. Pretty soon it's going to be possible to live 100 miles from Chicago and still be "in the Chicago area."
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Glenn, I didn't leave Chicago until '79. I experienced all of that. The drummer in my first band had a set of Ludwigs identical to Ringo's first Ludwig set. He bought them from the factory, direct. His father had a factory connection. My high school and college years were spent in Logan Square, where my folks lived--and refused to leave--until last year. Their house, which they bought in 1967, was torched mistakenly in a gang dispute in October, 2003. All my childhood photos, records, and a lot of my own memorabilia (which Mom refused to permit me to catalog) went up in that blaze.
I read Royko's columns till the end and recently finished the excellent bio of him written by his sometime pal Dick Ciccone, which I highly recommend. I dated Dick's daughter at one time. Dick's bio reflects the confusion that many of Mike's friends felt when confronted with his bipolar personality and excesses. Mike was like a rock star in a lot of ways--too much money (although it came late in life), guilt about it, inability to come to grips with his demons, unwillingness to accept help, tough childhood weighing him down. But he had a knack for homing in on the key point in any discussion involving a basic moral issue and presenting it (often in a sarcastic or sardonic way) in a way that would shock you and make you chuckle at the same time. He was an early critic of the Vietnam War--very, very unusual in conservative blue collar Chicago. One wonders what he would be saying about Bush and the Neocons at a time when the press continues to treat their asininity with kid gloves...
I read Royko's columns till the end and recently finished the excellent bio of him written by his sometime pal Dick Ciccone, which I highly recommend. I dated Dick's daughter at one time. Dick's bio reflects the confusion that many of Mike's friends felt when confronted with his bipolar personality and excesses. Mike was like a rock star in a lot of ways--too much money (although it came late in life), guilt about it, inability to come to grips with his demons, unwillingness to accept help, tough childhood weighing him down. But he had a knack for homing in on the key point in any discussion involving a basic moral issue and presenting it (often in a sarcastic or sardonic way) in a way that would shock you and make you chuckle at the same time. He was an early critic of the Vietnam War--very, very unusual in conservative blue collar Chicago. One wonders what he would be saying about Bush and the Neocons at a time when the press continues to treat their asininity with kid gloves...
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Hey, Kevin! Know what those guys say here? "If you admit everybody have same rights, then we have our rights, too, and we should also be allowed to express our opinions and say and do what we want - that's the freedom of speech!" Something like a coterie...
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That's cool about the Ludwig plant. Do you know when it closed? I read somewhere, maybe the Beatles Gear book, that when the Beatles were here on one of their tours, word got out about a presentation Ludwig was going to make to Ringo. So the press staked out the factory. But the fabs didn't show. So they made the presentation at the gig. Your buddy's old Ludwigs would probably be coveted now I bet.
That is a shame about your parents house and contents. Where is/was it? I used to know Logan pretty well, lived on Kedzie just south of North I think it was (I may be wrong) and a few blocks south of the square (and Logan Auditorium or whatever it's called, which is so cool.)
When I moved out of there, the area was showing serious signs of rebirth, though it still looked kinda funky west of Kedzie. Some $ making opportunities I'm sure for anyone who wants to do some pioneering.
My oldest brother also left Chgo in '79. He said that murderous 78/79 winter caused a mass migration to warmer climes. I think he had something there. Do you remember that? I still talk about it with my high school friends. I have pictures of that snow that are beyond belief. And of course Byrne getting elected by blizzard was memorable, too.
I love Royko. I read Boss a few years back, when I was living in Humbolt and could not put it down. Though it's 35 years old it seems so little has changed in Chgo (Daley is mayor, heaps of courruption/partronage) and I was living just a few blocks from where those Panthers were, according to Royko, murdered by the Chgo PD.
A guy I worked with at the time, he and his wife were longtime Humbolt residents and her Mom lived across the street from the FALN's bomb factory when it exploded. I think I read later than the first big race riots in Chgo were '66 at Humbolt.
Holy smoke there's a lot of history there. Royko was a genius. Funny as heck. I still think about how he called Ed Burke (#1 mafioso on Chgo City Council) "Pinky Ring." I will get that book and read it.
My Mom worked at the Sun-Times for 20 years. At one point she was sitting next to the head of security, who had to get up several times a day to check on death threats against Royko. He had balls for sure. It was a shame he had to go to the Trib. Thank Rupert Murdoch.
Do you remember Double Door? It was a bar (still is) with doors that open on Damen and Milwaukee.
That is a shame about your parents house and contents. Where is/was it? I used to know Logan pretty well, lived on Kedzie just south of North I think it was (I may be wrong) and a few blocks south of the square (and Logan Auditorium or whatever it's called, which is so cool.)
When I moved out of there, the area was showing serious signs of rebirth, though it still looked kinda funky west of Kedzie. Some $ making opportunities I'm sure for anyone who wants to do some pioneering.
My oldest brother also left Chgo in '79. He said that murderous 78/79 winter caused a mass migration to warmer climes. I think he had something there. Do you remember that? I still talk about it with my high school friends. I have pictures of that snow that are beyond belief. And of course Byrne getting elected by blizzard was memorable, too.
I love Royko. I read Boss a few years back, when I was living in Humbolt and could not put it down. Though it's 35 years old it seems so little has changed in Chgo (Daley is mayor, heaps of courruption/partronage) and I was living just a few blocks from where those Panthers were, according to Royko, murdered by the Chgo PD.
A guy I worked with at the time, he and his wife were longtime Humbolt residents and her Mom lived across the street from the FALN's bomb factory when it exploded. I think I read later than the first big race riots in Chgo were '66 at Humbolt.
Holy smoke there's a lot of history there. Royko was a genius. Funny as heck. I still think about how he called Ed Burke (#1 mafioso on Chgo City Council) "Pinky Ring." I will get that book and read it.
My Mom worked at the Sun-Times for 20 years. At one point she was sitting next to the head of security, who had to get up several times a day to check on death threats against Royko. He had balls for sure. It was a shame he had to go to the Trib. Thank Rupert Murdoch.
Do you remember Double Door? It was a bar (still is) with doors that open on Damen and Milwaukee.
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Fret Hampton was one of the Panthers murdered by the Chicago police on that December morning. The cops claimed they were shot at, but all the gunshots in the front door of that apartment were splintered going in, not out...
I was in Junior Achievement with Fred from 1964-66. He was a young leader, for sure, from the Lawndale Center, with lots of spirit and a commitment to do good for his community. In '67 he got involved with the Panthers, by December of '69 he was dead.
My parents lived near Kedzie and Wellington. It's where I spent most of my HS and college years.
I also left Chicago after that blizzard. I was living in Des Plaines, working on Augusta and Cicero. One day after the blizzard, it took me 4 1/2 hours to drive to work and 4 to get home. I decided it was time to leave. I moved to Los Angeles in June of '79. California had always been my spiritual home, anyway. It still is and will always be. I miss few things about Chicago. Royko and Studs are two of them.
I remember Double Door, of course. Is Edith's Ribs still at North and Clybourn?
I was in Junior Achievement with Fred from 1964-66. He was a young leader, for sure, from the Lawndale Center, with lots of spirit and a commitment to do good for his community. In '67 he got involved with the Panthers, by December of '69 he was dead.
My parents lived near Kedzie and Wellington. It's where I spent most of my HS and college years.
I also left Chicago after that blizzard. I was living in Des Plaines, working on Augusta and Cicero. One day after the blizzard, it took me 4 1/2 hours to drive to work and 4 to get home. I decided it was time to leave. I moved to Los Angeles in June of '79. California had always been my spiritual home, anyway. It still is and will always be. I miss few things about Chicago. Royko and Studs are two of them.
I remember Double Door, of course. Is Edith's Ribs still at North and Clybourn?
“I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive at least a little bit. I am then asked if I know of any artists who pulled that off. I reply, 'The Beatles did.”
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Where did you go to high school, Paul?
That winter was unique for sure. I looked it up and yes it set the record for the most snowfall on record for Chicago, and as you probably remember what was also weird about it was it was nearly the coldest Chgo winter on record (two things that don't usually go together.)
My memory of it also is that it wasn't one giant storm, but more like three ten to foot or so storms inside a month, the rest of the time being too cold to melt off even a fraction of it. My brother moved to LA as well, in Oct. of '79, west side of town.
My room never warmed up that winter. And I nearly lost part of my face to the cold walking home from school every day. Man, that was just insane (I think the summer of '80 was incredibly hot, by the way, but I missed that. And the first winter I was in LA (80/81) may well have been the coldest in Chgo history, from what I heard (probably caused even more to flee.)
When I moved to LA, in Aug of '80, I took a poly sci class at UCLA and the prof started to talk about Chgo politics. I started to miss that aspect already...the ever entertaining and endless indictments, which my friends report continue of course.
Don't remember Edith's Ribs, may have been gone before I got there but who knows. The Busy Bee diner (on Damen in your old 'hood) closed when I was there. That place was an institution and center of employment for new people from Poland.
That winter was unique for sure. I looked it up and yes it set the record for the most snowfall on record for Chicago, and as you probably remember what was also weird about it was it was nearly the coldest Chgo winter on record (two things that don't usually go together.)
My memory of it also is that it wasn't one giant storm, but more like three ten to foot or so storms inside a month, the rest of the time being too cold to melt off even a fraction of it. My brother moved to LA as well, in Oct. of '79, west side of town.
My room never warmed up that winter. And I nearly lost part of my face to the cold walking home from school every day. Man, that was just insane (I think the summer of '80 was incredibly hot, by the way, but I missed that. And the first winter I was in LA (80/81) may well have been the coldest in Chgo history, from what I heard (probably caused even more to flee.)
When I moved to LA, in Aug of '80, I took a poly sci class at UCLA and the prof started to talk about Chgo politics. I started to miss that aspect already...the ever entertaining and endless indictments, which my friends report continue of course.
Don't remember Edith's Ribs, may have been gone before I got there but who knows. The Busy Bee diner (on Damen in your old 'hood) closed when I was there. That place was an institution and center of employment for new people from Poland.
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