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The Real Last Battle of the Indian Wars— Bear Valley

10 January 2021 at 12:45

A white officer inspects his Black 10th Cavalry Buffalo Soldiers in Arizona, 1918.

Most history books will tell you that the last “battle” of the American Indian Wars was at Wounded Knee on December 28, 1890 when troopers of the 7th Cavalry opened fire on capturedrenegadeLakota.  It was more of a massacre than a battle in which more than 150 men, women, and children were killed in the snow and some troopers died in their own cross fire.  It was certainly the bloodiest of late Indian war battles.  But not the last.  The Drexel Mission Fight occurred a day later between fleeing Lakota and elements of the 7th and 9th Cavalry.

Those may have been the biggest engagements, but over nearly the next 30 years there were skirmishes between the Army and small groups of Native Americans across the West.  The final battle was fought on January 9, 1918 at Bear Valley near the Arizona border with Mexico. 

Yaqui troops in Sonora in 1916.  During the Mexican Revolution Yaquis fought with various factions in hopes of re-establishing autonomy on their traditional lands.  Progressive President Francisco Madero promised the tribe a homeland before he was killed.  Waring generals all betrayed them and the tribe fought all who tried to attack them.  

The episode was actually a spillover from a long war within a war by the Yaqui people of Sonora for an independent homeland in Mexico.  That war had essentially been going on for decades and had been enveloped by the larger Mexican Revolution.  Many Yaquis routinely crossed the porous border into the United States to work on the cotton farms of southern Arizona where they were prized workers noted for their diligence and endurance under brutal heat.  The Yaqui would pool the money they earned and buy firearms—mostly Winchester 30.30s or imported German Mausers—and ammunition to take back into Mexico to continue the fight.

Late in 1917 the military governor of Sonora, General Plutarco Elías Calles, informally requested help from the United States government to quash the cross border arms trade.  At the same time local ranchers were complaining that Yaqui bands were trespassing on their lands and sometimes slaughtering stray cattlefor food, or simply for their hidesto make quick, crude sandals for crossing the rugged desert terrain.

Most of the US Army, of course, was in or on its way to France.  But not the Buffalo Soldiers of the 10th Cavalry.  After seeing how British cavalry had been cut to ribbons by machine gun fire early in the Great War, the Army had decided not to deploycavalry in the American Expeditionary Forces (AEF).  Despite the fact that the AEF was commanded by a former Buffalo Soldier Cavalry officer, General John J. “Blackjack” Pershing, the tough and storied American Cavalry was stuck in remote western posts guarding against a vanishing threat of Indian uprising.  It was a bitter pill for both the white officers and Black troopers.

None the less, when The Nogales, Arizona subdistrict commander, Colonel J.C. Friersof the 35th Infantry ordered his men and the 10th to take up a string of positions along the border to try and interdictthe arms smugglers, the cavalrymen dutifully followed orders.  At the far end of the line of bivouacs was a position at Atascosa Canyon, a natural border crossing within Bear Valley.  It was wildand remote country, considered a no-man’s land where local ranchers and their families took precautions when traversing.  Frequent reports of slaughtered cattle in the area indicated relatively heavy usage by the Yaqui.

Captain Fredrick H.L. "Blondy" Ryder was in command at the last skirmish.

Early in January 1918 Captain Frederick H.L. “Blondy” Ryderand 30 men of Troop E took up the Bear Valley position.  They camped by an abandoned rancho on a high ridge.  A rock formation provided a sweeping panorama of the surrounding, flat desert land.  Ryder posted signalmen with high powered binocularson the summit to keep watch.

On January 8 a local cattleman rode into camp and reported that a neighbor had found a fresh beef kill, only parts of its hide stripped for sandals.  The Yaqui were in the immediate area and on the move.  First Lieutenant William Scott and a detail reinforcedthe observation post.  About mid-day on the 9th Scott used hand signals to show that the Indians were in sight and moving less than a quarter of a mile away.  By the time troopers in camp saddled up they had vanished but Scott used hand signals to show the direction of their movements.

When the Troopers thought they were near their objective they dismounted and advanced in a skirmish line through a rugged draw.  Capt. Ryder decided that they had lost contact and decided to return to the horses, returning to them down a different route.  He soon stumbled on a bunch of abandoned packs.  He knew he must be right on top of the Yaqui.  He reformed his skirmish line the troops advanced again.  They soon came under rifle fire. 

Colonel Harold B. Wharfield, a historian of the 10th Cavalry, wrote after interviewing both Army and Yaquis participants in the fight:

…the fighting developed into an old kind of Indian engagement with both sides using all the natural cover of boulders and brush to full advantage. The Yaquis kept falling back, dodging from boulder to boulder and firing rapidly. They offered only a fleeting target, seemingly just a disappearing shadow. The officer saw one of them running for another cover, then stumble and thereby expose himself. A corporal alongside of the captain had a good chance for an open shot. At the report of the Springfield, a flash of fire enveloped the Indian's body for an instant, but he kept on to the rock.

The troops slowly advanced and firing was hot and heavy for about half an hour, although casualties were very light because both sides were fighting under good cover.  Finally the troopers overwhelmed a small rear guard covering the retreat of the rest of the band successfully into Mexico.

Buffalo Soldiers of the 10th Cavalry guard Yaqui prisoners just after the fight at Bear Valley

There were 10 captives.  Ryder later wrote:

… It was a courageous stand by a brave group of Indians; and the Cavalrymen treated them with the respect due to fighting men. Especially astonishing was the discovery that one of the Yaquis was an eleven-year old boy. The youngster had fought bravely alongside his elders, firing a rifle that was almost as long as he was tall. ...Though time has perhaps dimmed some details, the fact that this was my first experience under fire—and it was a hot one even though they were poor marksmen—most of the action was indelibly imprinted on my mind. After the Yaquis were captured we lined them up with their hands above their heads and searched them. One kept his hands around his middle. Fearing that he might have a knife to use on some trooper, I grabbed his hands and yanked them up. His stomach practically fell out. This was the man who had been hit by my corporal's shot. He was wearing two belts of ammunition around his waist and more over each shoulder. The bullet had hit one of the cartridges in his belt, causing it to be exploded, making the flash of fire I saw. Then the bullet entered one side and came out the other, laying his stomach open. He was the chief of the group.

Ryder’s men treated the chief’s wounds as well as they were able.  The Captain sent a messenger to try to obtain an automobileto use as an ambulance to transport the gravely wounded man to a hospital.  When none was found the Chief and others were mounted on spare horses for the return to base at Nogales.  The Chief stoically endured the agonizing 20 mile trip and even the uninjured captives suffered because not being as Ryder said “horse Indians” they could barely stay on and suffered bloody chaffing on bare legs or through thin cotton trousers.

Under questioning the Yaqui told their captors that they had only fired on them because they thought they were Mexican and that they would have surrendered immediately if they had known that their pursuers were American.

The Yaqui captives were held for weeks at Nogales while the Army tried to decide what the hell to do with them.  They adapted well.  In fact with three meals a day of the same rationsas the troopers, warm tents and blankets they were probably more comfortable than any had been for years.  They adapted well to camp life and were soon doing clean up dutyand other chores around the base with little or no supervision.  They were exceptionally clean and orderly and one observer marveled. 

At the corral nearly any droppings were allowed to hit the ground. During the day the Indians would stand around watching the horses. Whenever a tail was lifted, out they rushed with their scoop shovels and caught it before the manure could contaminate the ground. It certainly helped in the decline of the fly population.

The troopers and the Indians reportedly became very friendly and admired each other.  All of the survivors—the Chief had died from his wounds—including the 11 year old volunteeredto enlist in the Army.

But it was not to be so.  Orders came down from Washington and the Yaqui were transported in chains to Tucson for trial in Federal Court where they were charged with “wrongfully, unlawfully, and feloniously exporting to Mexico certain arms and ammunition, to wit: 300 rifle cartridges and about 9 rifles without first procuring an export license issued by the War Trade Board of the United States,” the Yaquis plead guilty and the men were sentenced by Judge William Henry Sawtelle to only thirty days in jail.  Charges against the boy were dismissed.

The Yaquis were happy with the outcome.  They were afraid they would be deported to Mexico where they would surely have been executed.  Upon release, they vanished from history.  Some undoubtedly melted back across the border.  Perhaps they even renewed their cross border activities.  Others may have stayed in the growing community of Yaqui exiles in Southern Arizona.

Captive women and children in Mexico during the long Yaqui wars in Sonora.

If this were a last hurrah for the Cavalry, it was not for the Yaqui.  Their fight in Sonora continued until 1928 when the Mexican Army finally crushed the last holdouts in an offensive that employed heavy artillery, machine guns, armored cars, and aircraft.


Let Us Speak of Cabbages and Kings of Coups and Insurrections

9 January 2021 at 16:34
                                                                                The Siege of the Capitol.   Like many of you the Old Man spent much of that day into the wee small hours of Wednesday morningmesmerized by the slo-mo train wreck of the insurrectionist invasion of the U.S Capitol and the rescue—at least for now—of democracy when Congress was finally able to complete the business of certifying the Electoral College votes of the states.   What follow are my somewhat disjointedand barely coherent thoughts about the bizarre events. Since then I have tried repeatedly to sit down and write about one of the most historically significant events of my long life.   But events kept ...

We Three Kings The Epiphany—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

6 January 2021 at 12:00

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                                            We Three Kings performed by Blackmore's night.

The Christmas season officially ends today as the Catholic Church and WesternChristian denominations that borrow its liturgical calendar observe the Feast of the Epiphany. In the United States and some other countries the feast is now celebrated on the First Sunday after New Year’s Day which would have been January 3 this year.  Theologicallyit is a celebration of the revelation to the world of Jesus as the fully human God the Son.  As such it celebrates a facet of the Trinity.  Little wonder that my Unitarian Universalists, who deny the whole Three-in-one God deal, don’t make much of the day.

There are several components of the revelation.  The first is the visit by the Magi to the Child in Bethlehem—the announcement of the Holy presence to the Gentile world.  Second is the baptism of Jesus in the River Jordan by his cousin John, the half-mad preacher.  Third is the marriage party in Canawhere Jesus was said to have performed his first miracles—proof of his divine power.

The story of the Magi from the Bible morphed into three specific Eastern rulers in Western tradition.

Despite the complexity of the multiple stories, in the West the Feast of the Epiphany is largely all about those Magi.  In a fact in most Latin American countries it is most commonly known as the Feast of the Three Kings, which sort of diverts attention from the alleged star.  On the Eve the Magi are finally added to Nativity scenesand on January 6, children wake up to gifts from the Kings.  It was the main gift giving occasion of the Christmas season, or at least was until ubiquitous Santa Claus began invading traditional cultures.

In Jolly Olde England the 5th was Twelfth Night of Shakespearean fame. It was a traditional time for mummingand the wassail. The Yule Log was left burning until the 6th.   It was also a day for playing practical jokes, similar to April Fool’s Day Thus all of the foolery in the Bard’s play which was written to be performed on its namesake.  All of this gayety and mirth, was, of course, squelched by those pesky Puritans and few vestigesof these traditions are still celebrated.

Now about those alleged Kings…First, it they existed at all they were surely not rulers of any sort.  What we know of them comes from the Gospel of Mathew as described in the King James Version:

 

2 Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judaea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem,

 

2 Saying, Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him.

 

3 When Herod the king had heard these things, he was troubled, and all Jerusalem with him.

 

4 And when he had gathered all the chief priests and scribes of the people together, he demanded of them where Christ should be born.

 

5 And they said unto him, In Bethlehem of Judaea: for thus it is written by the prophet,

 

6 And thou Bethlehem, in the land of Juda, art not the least among the princes of Juda: for out of thee shall come a Governor, that shall rule my people Israel.

 

7 Then Herod, when he had privily called the wise men, enquired of them diligently what time the star appeared.

 

8 And he sent them to Bethlehem, and said, Go and search diligently for the young child; and when ye have found him, bring me word again, that I may come and worship him also.

 

9 When they had heard the king, they departed; and, lo, the star, which they saw in the east, went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was.

 

10 When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.

 

11 And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down, and worshipped him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts; gold, and frankincense and myrrh.

 

12 And being warned of God in a dream that they should not return to Herod, they departed into their own country another way.

 

Note that they are not identified in any way as kings.  They are said to be from the east so it is likely that they were meant to represent Persian priests or Asian astrologers.  Nor is any number set.  The early church sometimes used figures up to twelve.  Eventually the number was settled at three and totally un-Biblical tales sprang up around them.  They even grew names and origin storiesMelchior, a Persian; Caspar, an Indian; and Balthazar from Arabia—perhaps from Yemen which then had Jewish kings. 

                    The Adoration of the Magi by Carlo Dolci.

There is no reason to believe that their visit fit neatly into the later liturgical calendar twelve days after a mid-winter birth.  In fact the kind of Biblical scholars who try to find historical accuracy in the Biblethink that the visit may have been up to two years after the birth and that the Holy family may have been in residence in Bethlehem for that long.  They infer this from the fact that Herod ordered the massacre of all male children under two years of age, not just infants.

Then there is the issue of the Star.  Of course if you are a literalist, you believe that an actual star either hovered over the City of David, or actually moved, leading the Magi on their journey.  But those seeking natural explanations for the phenomena have proposed various possibilities, most commonly a comet or the appearance of a near-solar systemsuper nova.  The problem with either of these suggestions is that the very careful records kept by Chinese astrologers make no note of either phenomenon in a five year window around the time of Jesus’s presumed birth.  And they surely would have noted it.

One explanation that has gained some traction is that the Star was actually a triple conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn in the constellation Pisces which is known to have occurred in 7 BCE, a little late for the story but close enough for some.  But contemporary Babylonian records show little interest in the event and does not suggest that the planets converged closely enough in the sky to create a super bright object.

Then perhaps it was a UFO.  That will probably be a History Channel two hour special next year.

Or the Star and the Magi are all pious fiction and poetry meant to inform the understanding of the birth of the Messiah to the Gentile world.  No mention of the Magi can be found in the simple nativity story found in Luke.  Presumably the sudden presence of well-dressed strangers in the stable would have been noted by those shepherds.  And why did they have to follow a Star when God apparently had no shortage of herald angels to tell the travelers just where to go.

But I don’t want to nit-pick a treasured story.  After all, much fiction can be truth in a broader sense, or at least symbolic of a truth.

Back to the Feast of the Epiphany.  The Copts and Eastern Orthodox also celebrate the feast but on different dates dependent on their calendars.  They also celebrate the incarnation of God in Man, but build their observances not so much on the Kings.  They concentrate on the Baptism as the great announcement.

An icon of the Baptism of Jesus by his cousin John shows the focus of the Orthodox Feast of the Epiphany.

It was also much more celebrated in the Medieval Western church as evidenced by many pre-Renaissance paintings of the Baptism and concerning Jesus’s relations with his cousin John.

But those virtually disappeared signaling a change of Christology in the Catholic Church.  Emphasis on John and other earthy relatives of Jesus such as his siblings like James of Jerusalem seemed uncomfortably close to viewing Jesus as a wholly mortal man, not a partner in a godhead.

Anyway, there you have it—The Feast of the Epiphany.  Celebrate or not as you choose.  But tomorrow it won’t be Christmas any more.

                                  We Three Kings author and composer the Rev. John Henry Hopkins, Jr.

The song most associated with the Epiphany is, of Course, We Three Kings of Orient Are.  It   was written in 1857 by John Henry Hopkins Jr., Rector of Christ Episcopal Church in Williamsport, Pennsylvania. He wrote the carol for a Christmas pageant in New York City at his alma mater, the General Theological SeminaryHe published the carol in 1863 in his book Carols, Hymns, and Songs. It was the first American Christmas carol to achieve international popularity, as well as the first to be featured in Christmas Carols Old and New, the prestigious and influential collection published in Britain in 1916 and was printed in the hymnal of the Episcopal Church

Founding and core members of Blackmore's Night Rithie Blackmore and Candice Night.

It has been recorded countless times.  Among the loveliest of versions is by Blackmore’s Night the British/American traditional folk rock bandformed in 1997 by multi-instrumentalist Ritchie Blackmore and vocalist and woodwinds player Candice Night with a rotating ensemble of from 3 to 12 five additional musicians on Medieval and modern instruments and singing harmonies.  This trackwas featured on their 2006 album Winter Carols.


Merry Christmas Darling The Carpenters—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

5 January 2021 at 13:51
                                                       Merry Christmas Darling by The Carpenters. Just enough time for one last secular Christmas song.    We turn today to the sub-genre of Christmas romance songs.   These days they are ubiquitous and probably make up the bulk of new pop and country songs bidding to become lucrative radio perennials.   A slew of new songs by artists like Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood, Dolly Parton, the Jonas Brothers, and others cracked this year’s Billboard Holiday Radio chartwith seasonal love songs.   And, of course, Mariah Carey’s megahit All I Want for Christmas is You , which inspired a stamped of amorous Yuletide tunes was #1yet again. But it wasn’t al...

Sleigh Ride The Boston Pops—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

4 January 2021 at 11:26

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                                           Sleigh Ride performed by Arthure Fiedler and the Boston Pops.

While most pop Christmas music may not still be appropriate, winter music that ends up on holiday play lists certainly is.  By far the most popular orchestral piecein that category is Sleigh Ride, a popular light orchestra standard composed by Leroy Anderson who had the original idea for the piece during a heat wave in July 1946 and finished the work in February 1948.  It was first recorded by in 1949 by Arthur Fiedler and the Boston Pops Orchestra and became the highlight of its annual Christmas concerts.

Leroy Anderson had a productive relationship with Arthur Fiedler, conductor of the Boston Pops.

Anderson was born in 1908 in Cambridge, Massachusetts to immigrant Swedish parents.  In the late 1930’s he developed a relationship with Fiedler and there after provided the Pops with a steady stream of original compositions. John Williams described him as “one of the great American masters of light orchestral music.”  Among Anderson other signature pieces were Jazz Pizzicato/ Jazz Legato, Blue Tango, The Syncopated Clock, and Plink, Plank, Plunk! Which was used as the theme for the CBS panel showI’ve Got a Secret.  Starting in 1950 Anderson led his own studio orchestrafor recordings while the Pops and other light orchestras premiered live performances.

Images of sleigh rides like the 19th Century Currier & Ives engraving, and his own New England childhood memories inspired Leroy Anderson to write Sleigh Ride.

In 1950 lyricist Mitchell Parish wrote words which were first recorded by the Andrews Sisters.  Since then many artists have covered the vocal version.  Johnny Mathis sang the most popular on his 1958 Christmas album.  Parish’s original lyrics referred to a sleigh race to a “birthday party” but some performers including The Carpenters and Air Supply have altered that line to “Christmas party.”  The Ronettes with producer’s Phil Specter’s wall of sound arrangement made a version on their 1963 album which has gone on to regular seasonal air play as well.

                        Sheet music for the vocal version of Sleigh Ride with lyrics by Mitchell Parish.

Parish went on to write lyrics for several of Anderson’s other orchestral creations.

The American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP) consistently ranks it as one of the top 10 most-performed seasonal songs written by ASCAP members and named Sleigh Ride the most popularpiece of Christmas music in the U.S. in 2009–2012 including orchestral and vocal recordings, based on performance data from over 2,500 radio stations.

Anderson himself with his own Pops Concert Orchestra recorded Sleigh Ride on Decca Records in 1950 which became reached Cashbox magazine’s bestsellers chart when re-released in 1952.  Anderson’s version remains the most popular instrumental version based on holiday radio air play.

The 1959 album featuring Sleigh Ride.

But today we are featuring the conductor and orchestra who introduced and first recorded Sleigh Ride—Arthur Fiedler and the Boston Pops.  Together they made three recording of the piece in 1949, 1959 and 1970.  Fiedler’s successors John Williams and Keith Lockhart have also made multiple recordings with the Pops.  No matter the conductor the piece is a signature highlight of the Pop’s annual Christmas concert which broadcast every year on PBS stations.  It is as much a tradition with the Pops as their annual Fourth of July concert’s 1812 Overture timed to sync with Boston’s fireworks.

Compassion for Campers Has New Gear for a New Year in Woodstock

3 January 2021 at 18:00
Compassion for Campers volunteers and Warp Corp personnel at a November distribution With the support of the Faith Leaders of McHenry County, Warp Corps, and Ridgefield-Crystal Lake Presbyterian Church volunteers Compassion for Campers, the program that provides suppliesand gear for the McHenry County homeless who have no steady shelter, will hold a special New Year’s week distribution at be at Warp Corps, 114 North Benton Street in Woodstockon Tuesday January 5 from 3:30 to 5 pm.  Clients are asked to use the back entrance on Jackson Street. “The mild, relatively dry December has given way to frigid overnight temperatures, wet heavy snow, and worse ice,”  according to Compassion for Campers facilitator Patrick Murfin.  “The u...

The Wexford Carol—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

3 January 2021 at 12:09

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                                                        The Wexford Carol by Yo Yo Ma with vocal by Alison Krauss.

Today is the last Sunday of the liturgical Christmas Season and so an apt time to dip into a really ancient Christian carol which covers the whole arc of the Nativity story from the arrival of Mary and Joseph in Bethlehem through the visit of the Magi.  The Wexford Carol is a traditional Irish carol from Enniscorthy in County Wexford.

The Wexford Carol, sometimes known by the name of the town of Enniscorthy or by its first line “Good people all this Christmas time.”  It is sometimes ascribed to the be from the early Middle Ages, but musicologists and folklorists now believe that it likely was composed in the 15th or 16th Century based on its musical and lyrical style.

The Gaelic at the bottom is two titles for Wexford Carol in the Irish language.

The oldest recorded lyrics were in Gaelic. William Grattan Flood, the organist and musical director at St. Aidan's Cathedral in Enniscorthy, transcribedthe carol from a local singer and it was published in The Oxford Book of Carols in 1928.  From that it was included in many of the carol books printed around the world as well as some denominational hymnals.

Yet it remained a rather obscure song seldom performed, perhaps because it was originally circulated with the admonition that only male voice could perform it.  It began to have new found popularity when female singers including Julie Andrews in 1966 and Loreena McKennitt in 1987 defied tradition and recorded solo versions.  Notable choral versions include those by the English boy choir Libera in 2013 and the Mormon Tabernacle Choir three years later.

This album help rekindle interest in The Wexford Carol in Irish music circles.

The Wexford Carol has lately become more popular in Irish and Celtic music circles. The Celtic Womenincluded it on their 2006 Christmas album and it was title track on the 2014 collection of traditional Irish Carols by the Irish early-music singer Caitríona O’Leary, with Tom Jones,   Rosanne Cash, and Rhiannon Giddens. Irish folksinger Cara Dillon featured the song on her 2016 album Upon a Winter’s Night.

Yo Yo Ma's collaboration with Alison Krauss was featured on his Christmas album.

Today’s rendition is a collaboration by country and roots music star Alison Krauss and cellist  Yo Yo Ma recorded for Ma’s 2008 holiday album, Songs of Joy and Peace.  Krauss forgoes her fiddle to sing ethereally.  The arrangement includes traditional Irish instruments including bag pipe, bodhrán drum, and finger chimes.

Winter Wonderland Doris Day—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

2 January 2021 at 10:46

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                                            Winter Wonderland sung by Doris Day.

Post New Year’s Day is a good time to share one of those holiday playlist songs that really have nothing to do with Christmas or any other seasonal fest.  Among the most common of these are the winter or snow songs—think Frosty the Snowman for kids, the seduction or date rape song (take your pick) Baby its Cold Outside, Snow from the movie White Christmas, My Favorite Things from the Sound of Music, and of course Jingle Bells.  But the most popular of the more modern of those songs is Winter Wonderland.

Winter Wonderland was written by composer Felix Bernard and the consumptive lyricist Richard B. Smith.

The song was written in 1934 by Felix Bernard and lyricist Richard B. Smith. Since its original RCA recording by Richard Himber and his Hotel Ritz-Carlton Orchestra, it has been covered by over 200 different artists, including Bing Crosby, Dean Martin, Johnny Mathis, Frank Sinatra, Amy Grant, Michael Buble, The Eurythmics, and Radiohead.

Smith’s lyrics were reportedly inspired by memories of his hometown Honesdale, Pennsylvania park freshly buried in snow but were written while he was being treated for tuberculosis in the West Mountain Sanitarium in Scranton.















Children played in Central Park in Honesdale, Pa., across the street from Richard Smith’s childhood home, which inspired him to write Winter Wonderland.

Among the most notable covers were by Johnny Mercer which reached #4 on the Billboard radio play chart in 1946 and by Perry Como the same year which was in the top ten songs in retail sales.

                        The song was featured in Billie Burke's unsuccessful attempt to revive her late husband Flo Ziegeld's Follies. 

Sinatra’s version is notable for changing the lyrics.  Despite the earlier success of the song, Sinatra was warned that powerful protestant clergy were prepared to demand that radio stationsban the song because of the line “In the meadow we will build a snowman/We’ll pretend that he is Parson Brown/He’ll say ‘are you married?’ We’ll say no man/But you can do the job when you’re in town.”  The preachers were alarmed that the words implied hanky-panky by the unmarried coupleOld Blue Eyes changed the word to the nonsensical “In the meadow we can build a snowman /And pretend that he’s a circus clown/We’ll have lots of fun with Mr. Snowman/Until the other kiddies knock him down.”

Some other later covers of the song used Sinatra’s version while other stood by the original words.  Some even used both versions.

Doris Day in the early 1950s.

Today we will share a version by former big band singer turned movie star Doris Day.  The video clips accompanying her singing are from two popular nostalgia fests she made opposite Gordon McCrea, On Moonlight Bay  in 1951 and By The Light Of The Silvery Moon  in 1953. 

Russian New Year’s Song—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

1 January 2021 at 14:19

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                A Russian New Year's song from 1950's Soviet era film Carnival Nights sung by Lyudmila Gurchenko. 

As we noted yesterday, no one celebratesNew Year’s more intently than the the Scotts except perhaps the Russians and residents of several other former states of the USSR but for quite different reasons.  Christmas, celebrated by the Russian Orthodox church on January 7 by the Western Gregorian calendar and all other religious observations were banned by the Communist government following the Russian Revolution.  Eventually under Josef Stalin all “non-patrioticholidays or those glorifying Lenin and revolutionary events were also scrubbed, including a well-established New Year’s tradition.  In 1935 after the failure of the most recent Five Year Plan, regional crop failuresand famines, and the spreading influence of the world-wide Depression New Year’s was grudgingly acknowledge by Soviet to give Soviet citizens a glimmer of brightness as the bitter Russian winter closed in.

Tsar Peter the Great moved Russian New Year from September 1 to January 1 to conform his Empire with the European Julian Calendar. 

Russia had a long New Year’s tradition.  From 1492 until a December 1699 decree of Tsar Peter I mandated the adoption of the Christian Era in 1700 September 1 was the start of each new year.  Like many agricultural peoples the Russians considered the celebration of the harvest as an auspicious beginning.  According to the decree of Western and modernizing Peter the Great, the Russians had to decorate their houses with a fir tree, as it was done by the Germans between New Year’s on January 1 and Christmas on the Julian Calendar. But Slavs correlated the fir tree with funeral rites which is why there was long resistance to the new customs, especially among the deeply culturally conservative class of serfs—the vast majority of the population.  The peasantry held many different customs according to regions, but were generally allowed a holiday from their service to their feudal lords during the holiday period.

The Russian nobility and aristocracy celebrated the New Year with great balls like this one at the Winter Palace in St. Petersburg. 

As for the nobility, aristocracy, and a small but growing class of wealthy merchants, they celebrated with glittering balls—think of pre-Napoleonic invasion scenes from War and Peace.  All of that, of course, came to a screeching halt with the Bolshevik Revolution and subsequent Civil War.  In 1918 the Supreme Soviet officially abandonedthe Julian Calendar of the Tsars and Orthodox church synchronizing New Years with European calendars.

After the grim years of World War II—the Great Patriotic War to the Soviets, it became a holiday in 1947.  At first there was no paid day off, but that soon fell in line with other holidays.  In the post-Soviet era the Russian Federationfollowed by most non-Muslim former Soviet republics declared Novy God—New Year’s Eve and Day—a major public holiday in 1999.  Under Vladimir Putin Russia has reconciled with the Orthodox Church and relied on it as a pillar of his Russian nationalism and vision of a restored Russian Empire or Soviet Union.  He has recognized Orthodox Christmas, still celebrated on the Julian Calendar date, and the whole week between New Year’s Day and the Feast of the Nativity is taken by many as an extended winter holiday.

Ded Moroz--Grandfather Frost--and his granddaughter Snegurochka deliver children's toys in a Troika.

Given an inch Soviet citizens ran with the opportunity and took a mile.  Plucked from some folk tales and children’s books the Santa Claus-like figure of Ded Moroz—Grandfather Frost—was  soon bring toys to children on New Year’s morning or distributing them a houses of culture, theaters, or other public buildings with the aid of his granddaughter Snegurochka—the Snow Maiden.  Some of Ded Moroz’s costume and characteristics borrow not only from Western Saint Nicholas, but from pagan Siberian shaman figuresassociated with the Winter Solstice.

                                    A fancifully elaborate costume for a traditional Siberian Winter Solstice shaman.

Ded Moroz wears a heel-length fur coat, a fur hat, and valenki—warm felt boots—and has a long white beard. He walks with a long magic stick and often rides a troika sleigh.  Snegurochka wears long silver-blue robes and a furry cap or a snowflake-like crown.

New Year’s Eve the beginning of the celebration is marked by the Kremlin Clock striking midnight preceded by the New Year Address by the President of Russia—Putin—and followed by the playing of the Russian National Anthem.  Fireworks displays over Red Square and in most large cities attract large crowds. Of course this year most public gatherings are discouraged or banned due to the Coronavirus pandemic.

Novy God fireworks over Red Square and the Kremlin.  After the Kremlin clock strikes midnight.

On New Year’s Day evening a popular TV spectacular, Novogodni OgonekNew Year’s Party or New Year’s Light) includes performances from favorite pop singers and dance troupes with famous personalities and celebrities as presenters and is widely viewed in most of the countries of the former USSR.

Today we are featuring a New Year’s song from a hugely popular Russian musical comedy film—yes there really are such things—Karnavalnaya noch (Carnival Nights) made in 1955 in the post-Stalinist era and the Khrushchev Thaw.  It was the Soviet box office leader of 1956 with a total of 48.64 million tickets sold and remains a highly popular New Year’s Eve classic perennial broadcast publicly that night much like It’s a Wonderful Life or Christmas Story are annually shown on American TV.

A poster for the 1956 Soviet era New Year's film Carnival Nights.

The plot revolves around a Novy God program being planned by members of a House of Culture lots of dancing and singing, jazz bandperformance, and even magic tricks. The director of the House of Culture is suddenly replaced by a plodding Stalinist party functionary who tries to scrap the gay plans and replace them with a serious and grim evening of uplifting lectures, political discussions, and some classical music performed by an orchestra of limited talent made up Red Army pensioners.  The planners and performers of the original event scheme to sabotage the new director’s plans and keep him from the stage so that the original show can go on.  Small wonder that the story resonated with many Russians.

Lyudmila Gurchenko in Carnival Nights.

The nominal star of the film was comedian Igor Ilyinsky the hapless party functionary.  But 21-year-old Lyudmila Gurchenko in her first film role shined as the program’s lovely singer and a main organizer of the plot.  In this clip she sings a New Year’s song the title of which I cannot find in English.  Enjoy anyway.

Auld Lang Syne—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

31 December 2020 at 18:00
                                                                      Auld Lang Syne by Siusan O'Rourke & Zig Zeitler. Note— The night cap for the New Year’s Eve two-fer. Although there have occasionally been other songs that made feeble attempts to displace it, New Year’s Eve belongs firmly to Auld Lang Syne and it promises to remain supreme in defiance of any and all changes in musical tastes and styles. Most of us know that the song comes from a poem by the revered Ploughman Poet and Scottish national icon Robert Burns .   But you may not know the whole story.                                      The Scottish Ploughman Poet Robert Burns. After his first blush of fa...

What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? —Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

31 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                                    What Are You Doing New Year's Eve? sung by Margaret Whiting.

Note—We will have another two-fer on New Year’s Eve.

Back in the day everyone who was not a misanthropeor a shut-in went out on New Year’s Eve.  The toffswore their white ties and tails and elegant evening gowns and furs to don paper hats and dance the night way to orchestras in sprawling Art Deco ballrooms.  At least that is what all of the old movies taught the rest of the Depression and war weary populous.  But those average Joes and Jills also went out and celebrated with their own funny hats and noise makers in urban ballrooms, lodge halls, piano bars, and neighborhood saloons.  And it was not just attractive young people.  Period photographs reveal that revelers include many middle age and older couples.

Drunk driving enforcement and cozy stay-at-home TV extravaganzas have been eating away at New Year’s Eve revelry for years.  And of course this year the Coronavirus precautions will leave the crystal ball to drop in an empty Times Square and in most places clubs and nightspots are shuttered or open to extremely limited capacity.  Dancing and smooching at midnight which cannot conform to social distancing or mask-wearingwill be discouraged in all but the kamikaze you-can’t-tell-me-what-to-do-libtard states.

New Year's Eve--the romantic dream.

But way back when for those who were not married or already romantically involved the question what are you doing New Year’s Eve was of vital importance.  Nobody wanted to be alone on New Year’s and everyone wanted someone to kiss at the stroke of midnight.  That is what songwriter Frank Loesser had in mind in 1947 when he made the question into a song—What are You Doing New Year’s Eve.  Although it was performed on radio shows that often featured the popular composer’s work, it didn’t become a hit until 1949 when the early doo-wopgroup The Orioles hit #9 on Billboard’sRhythm & Blues chart.

Ordinary folks of all ages celebrated in more modest venues like lodge halls and even church basements in Sears party dresses and off-the-rack suites.

Despite that success, the song did not become an instant standard or holiday favorite.  In fact it languished seldom recorded until Nancy Wilson hit #17 on Billboard’s Christmas Singles chart in 1965.  Two years later the same recording returned to the Holiday Chart.  Wilson’s silky and sexy, take helped make the song a something of a jazz standard sung by the likes of Ella Fitzgerald and Nat King Cole.

But the song still didn’t register as a pop standard until the new century and streaming video from YouTube made it go viral.  In 2011 an utterly charming impromptu duet with Zooey Deschanel and actor Joseph Gordon-Levitt made a splash ultimately attracting more than 20 million hits.   And in 2017 Scott Bradlee’s Post Modern Juke Box covered the song featuring vocalists Rayvon Owen and Olivia Kuper Harris and has registered more than a million views.   

But the song still didn’t register as a pop standard until the new century and streaming video from YouTube made it go viral.  In 2011 an utterly charming impromptu duet with Zooey Deschanel and actor Joseph Gordon-Levitt made a splash ultimately attracting more than 20 million hits.   And in 2017 Scott Bradlee’s Post Modern Juke Box covered the song featuring vocalists Rayvon Owen and Olivia Kuper Harris and has registered more than a million views.   

Margaret Whiting in the early 1950s.

But today we are featuring the earliest recording of Loesser.s song by thrush Margaret Whiting in 1947.  She was the protégé of singer/lyricist/record label executive Johnny Mercer who signed her to his Capital Records label in 1942 when she was just 13 years old.  Mercer helped her get established as a nightclub singer despite her youth and as a regular on radio.  He featured her as a vocalist on orchestras under contract with Capitol and eventually putting out her solo recordings.  At one point Whiting was a regular on no less than five radio programs at the same tune,  Two years after she recorded What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve she had a mega-hit duet Mercer on Baby It’s Cold Outside, a winter song that became a holiday standard.  

Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

30 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella by the Robert Shaw Chamber Singers.

The French have a very deep tradition of Christmas carols.  In fact the word carol comes from French country dances that celebrated events throughout the year, but especially during Christmas.  Words were put to these lively dances creating songs very different from the announcement and nativity hymns sung for masses.  Coming from the peasantry the songs often celebrated the lowly witnesses or participants in the birth story—the carpenter and his humble teenage wife, the animals in the stable, the shepherds, children, and peasants.  Thus these carols were subtly subversive, claiming the Christ child as one of their own.  Exactly such a song is the very old carol Un flambeau, Jeannette, Isabelle—Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella.

The song originated in Provence in southern France which includes not only famous vineyard country, but mountains rising to the Alps.  It was first published in 1553.  The melody now sung is attributed to Baroque composer Marc-Antoine Charpentier a century later but he probably adapted an older folk tune à boire Qu’ils sont doux, bouteille jolie from the now lost Le médecin malgré lui.

It was first translated in English in the mid-18th Century.

                        An illustration for Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella.

The song tells the story of two peasant girls who come upon the nativity and rush back to their village to tell the people and then leading them to the scene with torchesin the night.  At the stable all are awed and struck with silence so as not to disturb the baby’s sleep.

It is still a custom in Provence for children dressed as shepherds and milkmaids to carry torches and candles while singing the carol leading a procession on the way to Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve.

Today we feature a simple, lovely version by the Robert Shaw Chamber Singersfrom the album, Songs of Angels, Christmas Hymns & Carols.  Shaw was one of the best known conductors of the mid-20th Century leading symphony orchestras in Cincinnati, Ohio and Atlanta, Georgia but he is best known as a great innovator and popularizer of choral musicin many recordings by his Robert Shaw Chorale. The Chamber Singers were a smaller ensemble and their holiday recording was issued on the Telarc label in the late 1970s.  While he was in Cincinnati and Atlanta he also served as music director at local Unitarian Universalist churches and some of his armature church singers joined recordings by the Choral and Chamber Singers. 

Conductor Robert Shaw at the peak of his career.  Not only did he lead important symphony orchestras but popularized choral music.

Shaw was showered with honors in his lifetime including 14 Grammy Awards, the George Peabody Medal for service to American music, the U.S. National Medal for the Arts, the French Officier des Arts et des Lettres, and British Gramophone Award.  In 1981 he received the most prestigious American recognition in the Arts being selected for the Kennedy Center Honors.  He diedin 1999, in New Haven, Connecticut following a stroke, aged 82.

Deck the Halls Nat King Cole—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

29 December 2020 at 11:53

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Quiz—What popular British Christmas favorite is actually a Welsh New Year’s carol in disguise?  Hint—it is one of the festive street caroling songs and also celebrates a pagan-ish Yule without any mention of Christmas or the Christ Child.  AnswerDeck the Halls!

Blind Welsh Harpist John Parry first noted the melody for Nos Galan in a 1741 manuscript.

The melody for the song comes from a Welsh winter or New Year’s carol probably dating to the 17th Century or earlier and first found in manuscript by Welsh harpist John Parry as Nos Galan (New Year’s Eve), in 1741 and published in Musical and Poetical Relicks of the Welsh Bards by Edward Jones in 1784.

The English words to Nos Galan began as follows:


Oh! how soft my fair one’s bosom,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

Oh! how sweet the grove in blossom,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

Oh! how blessed are the blisses,

[instrumental flourish]

Words of love, and mutual kisses,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

That titillating lyric was representative of the revelry associated with New Year’s.  Additional Welsh lyrics added later and translated literally without attempt to rhyme included reference to drinking:

The best pleasure on new year’s eve,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

Is house and fire and a pleasant family,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

A pure heart and brown ale,

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

A gentle song and the voice of the harp

fal lal lal lal lal lal lal lal la.

                            Scottish poet and musician Thomas Oliphant first penned the English language Deck the Hall.

The English lyrics were written by the Scottish musician Thomas Oliphant and first appeared in 1862, in Volume 2 of Welsh Melodies, a set of four volumes by John Thomas, and named Deck the Hall.  Note the singular form which referred to the common custom in Celtic societies like Wales, Scotland, and Brittany in France of decorating homes for New Year’s visiting and parties. 

Thomas’s collection included Welsh words by John Jones (Talhaiarn) which were once regarded as the source for Oliphant.  It was actually the other way around—Jones translated Oliphant’s version into Welsh. 

Oliphant’s song continued reference to drinking in the first verse and mentioned Christmas.  FYI—troul in the first verse means a round or lively folk song.

Deck the hall with boughs of holly,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

'Tis the season to be jolly,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Fill the meadcup, drain the barrel,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Troul the ancient Christmas carol,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

 

See the flowing bowl before us,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Strike the harp and join the chorus.

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Follow me in merry measure,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

While I sing of beauty's treasure,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

 

Fast away the old year passes,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Hail the new, ye lads and lasses!

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Laughing, quaffing all together,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

Heedless of the wind and weather,

Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

An Americanversion of the lyrics published in the Pennsylvania School Journal in 1877 removed references to drinking replacing “Fill the meadcup…” with “Don we now our gay apparel”, “See the flowing bowl…” with “See the blazing Yule before Us”, and “Laughing, quaffing all together” with “Sing we joyous all together.”  It also replaced “ancient Christmas carol” with “ancient Yuletide carol.”  These are the lyrics usually sung in the United States.

The title was not pluralized to Deck the Halls until 1892.


The song was perfect for street caroling, parlor sing-alongs, and in public school holiday programs which could be skittish about religiouscarols.  It is also popular with neo pagans who sometimes seem to believe that the 19th Century English words are much more ancient and perhaps even pre-Christian.

Deck the Halls has been recorded many times.  Nat King Cole had a charted hit with his version and it launched the jazz/syntho-pop/New Age instrumentalists Mannheim Steamroller as an annual Holiday Season touring phenomenon in 1984.

Nat King Cole on a 1970s TV holiday special.

Today’s version is from Nat King Cole’s 1960 Capitol Records LP The Magic of Christmas which was later re-mastered for stereoand issued as The Christmas Song three years later.  It was the best-selling Christmas album of the 1960s, and was certifiedby the RIAA for shipments of 6 million copies in the U.S.  The 1963 version reached #1 on Billboard’s Christmas Albums chart and remained for two weeks.  The song was included in several compilation records, was featured on Cole’s holiday TV specials and remains a perennial Christmas radio favorite.

Harambee Rita Marley for Kwanzaa—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

28 December 2020 at 11:03

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                                            Harambee by Rita Marley.

Today is the third day of Kwanzaa which was created in 1966 during the blossoming of a period of Black Nationalism by Maulana Karenga, a Black studies scholarand a leading Los Angeles militant who was born  Ron Everett  in Parsonsburg, Maryland on July 14,1941

Beginning on December 26 and running through January 1, candles are lit representing African values.  Each of the values is given a Swahili name.  Today is day three— Ujima (Collective Work and Responsibility)Kujichagulia “To build and maintain our community together and make our brothers’ and sisters’ problems our problems, and to solve them together.” 

Kwanzaa was meant to be a family centered celebration of African culture and values but father figures in private and men in public celebrations dominated the lessons.  Black women are  now more assertive in claiming a central place in the rituals.

Karenga was a graduate student in 1965 and already a veteran of several civil rights organizations when he became influenced by Malcom X in developing African-American unity, cultural pride, and a separatist militancy.  He was involved in many activities and organizations and was regarded as a rising intellectual leader.

Kwanzaa was designed in instill those values in a community he feared was still too dominated by “alienwhite ideology and religion.  It was to “give Blacks an alternativeto the existing holiday and give Blacks an opportunity to celebrate themselves and their history, rather than simply imitate the practice of the dominant society.” The name is derived from the Swahili for first fruit celebration, matunda ya kwanza.

Karenga used Swahili as the ritual language of its operations because it is a pan-Africanlanguage, the most widely spoken of Sub-Saharan African tongues.  But it is an East African language as are the customs on which the celebration was based.  The vast majority of African-Americans trace their lineage to the trans-Atlantic slave trade and West Africa, very culturally and linguistically distinct from the east.  Critics in the Black community charged that he could have taken inspiration from instead from the West African empiresand kingdoms.  But Karenga was a student of Swahili and the east, and not of the slave trade or origins of his own people.

The celebration, centered around lighting candles in the home over seven days, obviously is borrowed from Jewish Chanukah traditions, but Karenga has barely acknowledged that obvious parallel.

Karenga at first frankly hoped that his new celebration would supplant Christmas and New Year’s, both in his opinion instruments of White oppression.  But the deep connection of the Black community to the Church and to its celebrations stood in the way of the spread of his new observance.  Also, his allies in nationalism among Muslims, both followers of Malcom X’s traditional Islam and the Nation of Islamthe Black Muslims—also objected to Karenga’s non-theism and hostility to religion.

After 1970 Karenga changed his tune and now emphasizes that it is a secular observationthat does not conflict with or contradict religious celebrations.  “Kwanzaa was not created to give people an alternative to their own religion or religious holiday,” he wrote in 1994.

With that adaptation, Kwanzaa began to spread rapidly.  It was easy for families to adopt for private observation.  Most of those families also have a Christmas tree in the corner.  Public observations came to include many at major Black Churches.

Kwanza candles and associated symbols and books.

Candles are lit every night for the seven values.  Materials are available for study and reflection.  Songs and poems have been written.  The values are:

·       Umoja (Unity): To strive for and to maintain unity in the family, community, nation, and race.

·    Kujichagulia (Self-Determination): To define ourselves, name ourselves, create for ourselves, and speak for ourselves.

·     Ujima (Collective Work and Responsibility): To build and maintain our community together and make our brothers’ and sisters’ problems our problems, and to solve them together.

·       Ujamaa (Cooperative Economics): To build and maintain our own stores, shops, and other businesses and to profit from them together.

·       Nia (Purpose): To make our collective vocation the building and developing of our community in order to restore our people to their traditional greatness.

·    Kuumba (Creativity): To do always as much as we can, in the way we can, in order to leave our community more beautiful and beneficial than we inherited it.

·      Imani (Faith): To believe with all our hearts in our people, our parents, our teachers, our leaders, and the righteousness and victory of our struggle.

The final night concludes with a feast and gift giving. 

The spread of the observance was aided, ironically, in no small part to the attention given it in the mainstream, white dominated media, especially local television news coverage in major urban centers.  The attention always made the celebration seem much more pervasive than it ever was.

Maulana Karenga ,founder and leader of US/Organization,  a rival to the Black Panthers for leadership of the Black Nationalist movement.

Karenga himself became a controversial and polarizing figure among Black militants and nationalists.  The group that he founded in 1965 and led—US / Organization became a bitter rival to the Black Panther Party for leadership and influence in the West Coast African-American community.  That rivalry escalated into several episodes of violence including shootings, bombings, attacks on rival meetingsand at least four murders.

In 1971 Karenga was convicted of kidnapping and sexually torturing Deborah Jones and Gail Davis.  Karenga’s estranged wife, Brenda Lorraine Karenga, testified that she had participated in the abuse.  Karenga claimed that the women were plotting against him and were part of the FBI COINTELPRO harassment that sought to stoke divisions in the Black community.  He denied claims of abuse.

He was sentenced to ten years in prisonand held at the California Men’s Colonyuntil he was released with the support of high profile Black state politicians and office holders.  While he was in prison his organization fell apart and the reputation of Kwanzaa was damaged.  Karenga seldom speaks about the conviction, except to note that he was once a political prisoner.  The episode is left out of his autobiography and on the Kwanzaa web page.

Kwanzaa founder Dr. Maulana Karenga in a recent photo.

Upon being released, Karenga devoted himself to an organization promoting Kwanzaa.  He finished one PhD. at United States International University(now Alliant International University) and a second at UCLA.  He is now the Chair of the Africana Studies Department at California State University, Long Beach, the Director of the Kawaida Institute for Pan African Studies, and the author of several books.

Despite its ups and downs, Kwanzaa remains meaningful and is an inspiration for many in the Black Community.  Several songshave been written for Kwanzaa, many of them for children to teach them the Seven Values represented by the candles. 

Like Hanukkah, the Jewish tradition Kwanzaa was obviously modeled on, the daily rituals were designed to be performed at home and were thus less disrupted this year by Coronavirus restrictions than many celebrations.  Public events held in houses of worship, schools, and cultural centers like this one in Chicago, are being Zoomed or live streamed.

Today, however, we are sharing a song by Rita Marley, the widow and musical heir of Bob Marleythe reggae superstar, Jamaican nationalist, and Rastafari saint.  Cuban-born Alpharita Constantia Anderson was a back-up singer for Marley after two original members of the Wailers left the band under the name I Three.  After Marley’s death she launched her own career and worked tirelessly to preserve his memory.   Four of her children including Ziggy Marley have had significant musical careers of their own.

   Rita Marley

Rita’s 1984 song Harambee (working together for Freedom) has long been associated with Kwanzaa,                                              

What Child is This?—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

27 December 2020 at 14:01

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                                                    What Child is This?  sung by Josh Groban.

The first Sunday after Christmas Day is a good day to present adoration carols, which naturally follow the hymns of announcement and nativity.  Although there is some overlap with the other two types, these songs are generally about those drawn to the manger  by the Herald Angels, Star, or simple word of mouthbeginning with the animals sharing the stable, those shepherds who abided in their fields, towns people (Bring a Torch Jeannette, Isabella,) children (Little Drummer Boy,) and ultimately the Magi.

Adoration of the Shepherds paintings like this were inspired by the living Nativities of Saint Francis of Assisi who emphasized the attendence of the humble shepherds at the Birth.  

What Child is This? was inspired by Renaissance paintings of the Adoration of the Shepherds and the lyrics ultimately paired  with the Medieval English ballad Greensleevesthe melody of which is sometimes attributed to King Henry VIII.

                                                Henry VIII may have been the composer of Greensleeves or not.

The lyrics were written by William Chatterton Dix, the manager of an insurance company after he was afflicted by an unexpected and severe illness that left him  bedridden and suffering from severe depression  in 1865.  It was published as a poem under the title The Manger Throne. 

What Child Is This? was published six years later in 1871, when it featured in Christmas Carols Old and New, the prestigious and influential collection of carols edited by Henry Ramsden Bramley and John Stainer.  It is not known with certainty who paired  three stanzasfrom the poem with the music from Greensleeves, The Christmas Encyclopedia by William D. Crump and Stories of the Great Christmas Carols both suggest that Stainer, who was also responsible for harmonizing the musical setting may have done so.

Sickly businessman William Chatterton Dix pen the words that were used for What Child is This? and other hymns.  

Despite its very English origins the song is much more popularin the United States than in the land that gave it birth, perhaps because Brits are much more aware of Greensleeves original words, a romp suggesting a summer seduction.

Josh Groban began as an actor and began to train as a singer only after being cast in a Broadway musical.  An early career break was being paired with blind Italian tenor Andrea Bocelli in a duet.

Many versions have been recorded by choirs and solo artists including Johnny Mathis, Andrea Bocelli, Marina McBride, Carrie Underwood, and Chris Tomlin.  Today we feature a recording by semi-classical singer, Broadway star, pop phenomenon, and heart throb Josh Groban.

Good King Wenceslas for Boxing, St. Stephen’s, and Wren Day—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

26 December 2020 at 13:44

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A new setting of Good King Wenceslas by Canadian choral composer David Rain sung by Mathew Curtis.

Today is the second day of the 12 Days of Christmas, a day with multiple personalities as we will see.  We will celebrate with a brand new setting of an English carol about a Bohemian princeling/saint.

The Brits and the residentsof other former pink blotches on Queen Victoria’s globe like many Americans would usually spend today, Boxing Day, storming the malls and shopson what is usually the busiest retail sales day of the year, but, alas are subject this year to the strictest of Coronaviris lock-downs.  Disgruntled gift recipients used to hit the refund and exchange desks others spent the gift cards and even old fashion cash.   But unlike most Yanks they did it on an official National Holiday as a paid day off.  Officially December 26 is just another Bank Holiday.  But Boxing Day is a treasured tradition with long and deep roots.

On Boxing Day an early Victorian middle class family gives the postman a small gift.  The urchin sweeping the snow will also get something for his efforts.

The celebration in the British Isles owes its origins to the aristocracy, gentry, and wealthy townsmen and their households.  The master would give presents to his servants and staff, who would also have the day off work.  Sometimes the master’s family would even serve meals to their inferiors!  Needless to say, this custom was very popular among the servants, and sometimes observed resentfully by those unaccustomed to either manual labor or generosity.

It is also a remnant of an ancient tradition that may—or may not—go back to the Roman celebrations of Saturnalia and Sol Invictus, when there was a carnival-like turn around with slaves lording over masters for a day.  The tradition continued into the Middle Ageson into Elizabethan times, where it took on the wild excesses of street revelry.

That revelry doomed the whole seasonwhen Oliver Cromwell and his Puritans took over.  Eventually, Boxing Day restored a controlled dollop of the old festival.  The Church of England gave a religious cover to the day as St. Stephen’s Day. 

Stephen was the Deacon of Jerusalem the earliest days of Christianity known for his charities to the poor.  He was also the first Christian martyr, stoned to death for allegedly preaching the Trinity in the Temple.

Good King Wenceslas was celebrated on this English  biscuit tin.

The familiar carol Good King Wenceslas is a St. Stephen’s Day song meant for street begging.  In Ireland, the day is still officially called St. Stephen’s Day.

It is also known there as Wren’s Day there.  Boys in homemade hats and costumes carry a caged wren—or sometime a dead one pierced by a holly sprig—proclaiming it the king of the birds and begging for treats.  Once a fading country custom, in the cities men now re-enact it—often as a pub crawl.

Irish Wren's Day beggars 1903.

In the Bank Holidays Act of 1871, Parliament recognized Boxing Day as a Bank Holidayan officially recognized public holiday.  While time off from work was not originally mandatory, but has become nearly universal.

The holiday spread across the Empire and is still official in Canada, Australia, New Zealand, and other Commonwealth countries.  In South Africa it was re-named The Day of Goodwill in 1994.

Today small gifts are still given trades people and service workers, but in Britain the day has become all about shopping.  It is the biggest shopping day of the year and has been compared to American Black Friday, the day after Thanksgiving.  Stores mark the day with huge sales.

It is also a day of sport.  Football—that’s soccer to Americansand Rugby leagues would hold full schedules of games, teams usually playing their most serious rivals.  There would also prestige horse races and for the country gentry mounted fox hunts—more recently due to a bitterly resented law, sansfox.  The toffs are no longer allowed to chase real fox, but still got to ride to the houndschasing a scented bait.

The carol Good King Wenceslas is most closely associated with St. Stephen’s Day along with the street begging We Wish You a Merry Christmas and The Wren’s Song in Ireland. 

An icon of St. Wenceslas a/k/a Duke Wenceslas I of Bohemia.

Good King Wenceslas is a Christmas carol that tells a story of a Bohemian ruler going on a journeyand braving harsh winter weather to give alms to a poor peasanton the Feast of Stephen.  During the journey, his page is about to give up the struggleagainst the cold weather, but is enabled to continue by following his master’s footprints through the deep snow.

The legend is based on the life of the historical Saint Wenceslaus I, Duke of Bohemia who was murdered and martyred in 935. Wenceslas was considered a martyr and saint immediately after his death, when a cult grew up in Bohemia and in England. Within a few decades, four biographiesof him were in circulation which had a powerful influence on the High Middle Ages concept of the rex justus (righteous king), a monarch whose power stems mainly from his great piety as well as his princely power.

In 1853, English hymn writer John Mason Neale wrote the lyrics to Good King Wenceslas in collaborating with his music editor Thomas Helmore.  The carol first appeared in Carols for Christmas-Tide. Neale’s word were set to the melody of a 13th-century spring carol Tempus adest floridum (The time is near for flowering) first published in the 1582 Finnish collection Piae Cantiones.  The very old origins of the melody give the song an appropriately medieval cast that makes it popular with modern madrigal singers.

The song has been recorded many times notably by Mel Tormé and Canadian Celtic singer Loreena McKennitt.  It was modernized with a synthesizerand orchestra instrumental version by Mannheim Steamroller.  The most popular version in Britain and Ireland is by the Canadian/Irish folk quartet The Irish Rovers. 

Choral composer David Rain.

But today we are introducing an entirely now choral setting for the old lyrics.  Composer David Rain “wanted to create a different ‘feel’ to the story, to take it back in time to its origins in the Middle Ages—hence the medieval feel of the piece.  I also felt that since the Wenceslas story is all about a journey, a setting in 3/4 time would create a better sense of that feeling, rather than the traditional 4/4.

Rain dedicated to the piece to his uncle Duncan Shaw of Vancouver, who, as a retirement project, has developed his own theory of gravity.  He “has been a huge inspiration in my own compositional journey late in life.

Rain worked for 40 years in the fields of international development and refugee support, living in the East African country of Tanzania for 10 years. From 1993 to 2015, he worked for USC Canada (the Unitarian Service Committee) and has created a blog in honor of USC’s founder, beloved humanitarian Lotta Hitschmanova. In his mid-60s, as a retirement project, he caught the composing bug and has now written or arranged23 different songs for choirs.

Singer Mathew Curtis, formerly of Chanticleer.

This version of the song was recorded by Matthew Curtis, formerly of Chanticleer.

Go Tell It On the Mountain—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

25 December 2020 at 16:00
Go Tell it on the Mountain --vintage recording by the Fisk University Jubilee Singers. Of all of the announcement carols Go Tell It On the Mountain is unusual for a number of reasons.   It is not European but rooted in the American Black Community and dated to the era when the end of slavery was being celebrated.   It is not an announcement by the Heavenly Hosts, but an instruction to a whole people to spread the good word.   And because of its connections to the Civil Rights Movement it doubles as a Christmas Carol and a liberation anthem. It has been dated to 1865 and may reflect the widely celebrated moment when the 13th Amendment to the Constitution that abolished slavery went into effect or even earlier to the Watch Night celebra...

I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day —Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

25 December 2020 at 12:10

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                                        Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day by The Carpenters.

Note—The two-fer on Christmas Day includes two great American carols with echoing significance today.

The first carol is my own personal favorite.  I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day is unusual in that there is no reference to the Christ child, manger, Holy Family, shepherds, Magi, or even the Herald Angels.  Instead if focuses on the message of those angels amid the ghastly carnage of war.  It was written not by famed Unitarian hymnist Samuel Longfellow, but by his brother Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, then America’s most honored and adored poet who had created national epics like The Courtship of Miles Standish, The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline as well as the school recital pieces The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere and The Village Blacksmith.

America's most beloved poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in 1866, three years after penning I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.

Longfellow was 56 years old, teaching at Harvard, and living in Cambridge, Massachusetts in 1863.  He had lost his beloved second wife, Frances Elizabeth Appleton, two years earlier in a grizzly accident when her dress caught on fire.  To compound his sorrow the Civil War was raging.  Like many New Englanders he was an ardent opponent of slavery but had also embraced pacifism since the Mexican War.  He was deeply conflicted about the war.  His eldest son, Charles Appleton Longfellow, had enlisted in the Union Army in March against his father’s wishes and was commissioned a Lieutenant.  Charles was severely woundedin November at the   Battle of New Hope Church in Virginia.  The young man’s life hung in the balance.

But just before Christmas Longfellow got word that his son would survive.  On Christmas morning, hearing the local church bells ring, the poet set down and wrote I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day.  It was as much an anguished plea for peace as it was a conventional Christmas piece.


I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
    And wild and sweet
    The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
    Had rolled along
    The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
    A voice, a chime,
    A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
    And with the sound
    The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
    And made forlorn
    The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
    “For hate is strong,
    And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
    The Wrong shall fail,
    The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The poem was first published in Our Young Folks, a juvenile magazine published by Ticknor and Fields of Boston in February 1865 as the war was entering its bloody final months.

It was not set to music until an English organist, John Baptiste Calkin, used the poem in a processionalaccompanied with a melody, the Waltham, which he had used for another hymn in 1848.  Although other settings were used, Calkin’s became for many years the standard and remains the version most heard in Britain and Commonwealth countries.

In published texts of the song two of Longfellow’s verses that most directly referred to the Civil War are usually omitted making the song more universal.

Song writer Johnny Marks, composer of Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer was a prolific holiday music specialist but his haunting setting for I Heard the Bells on Christmas Eve was a departure from his usual seasonal novelty songs.  He considered it his greatest accomplishment.

In 1952 Christmas music specialist Johnny Marks departed from his usual novelty songs for children like Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer to create a lovely and reverent new melody for Longfellow’s words which has become the new standard in the United States.  In 1956 Bing Crosby had a mid-level hit with the song and joked to Marks “You finally got a decent lyricist.”

The Carpenters, Karen and Richard.  Her voice caressed the song.

Other notable recording of the Marks version were made by Kate Smith, Frank Sinatra, Harry Belafonte, Burl Ives, and Johnny Cash.  But this morning we feature the simple beauty of the song and lyrics in the lovely voice of Karen Carpenter for The Carpenters’ 1984 Christmas Collection album.

Stille Nacht, Silent Night —Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

24 December 2020 at 23:32

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                                            Silent Night by Celtic Women

By far the most beloved and sung of all Western Christmas carols is Silent Night.  It will be sung tonight at Catholic midnight masses, candlelight services like the Tree of Life’s virtual one on Zoom, by hardy carolers in neighborhood streets, in many versions on Holiday radio, and in family roomsaround the Christmas tree.

Two hundred and two years ago Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht was first performed at St. Nicholas parish church in the village Oberndorf on the Salzach River in the Austrian Empire.  Today Silent Night is by far the most popular traditional Christmas carol in the English speaking world, and has been translated from the original German into more than 140 languages.  It has been recorded by choirs, orchestras, and solo musicians in every possible genrebut Bing Crosby’s 1935 version is the bestselling solo rendition of all time.


A young priest, Father Joseph Mohr, wrote a poemin 1816 at Mariapfarr, the hometown of his father in the Salzburg Lungau region.  Two years later he had been posted as parish priest to the Oberndorf.  Circumstances of the creation of the song are hazy but the commonly told story goes like this.

Mohr was in need of a song for his Christmas Eve mass, but the church organwas damaged by a flood.  He needed something simple that could be sung to his guitar.  He thought of his poem and asked his organist Franz Xaver Gruber to set it to music.  The result was a lovely, simple tune that was easy to sing and was more of a lullaby to the infant Jesusthan the triumphant announcement carols commonly sung on Christmas Eve.

                    Stille Nacht composer Franz Gruber.

The song charmed Karl Mauracher, an organ builder who serviced the instrument at the Oberndorf church, who copied the song and introduced it to two travelling families of folk singers, the Strassers and the Rainerswho were singing it in their shows in 1819.  The Rainers once performed the song for audience that included Emperor Franz I of Austria and Czar Alexander Iof Russia.  They also introduced the song to America in an 1839 concert in New York City.

The first edition of the song was published by Friese in 1833 in a collection of Four Genuine Tyrolean Songs.

The song was already beloved in the German speaking countries and was spreading across Europe.  Although Gruber was generally acknowledged as composer some people could not believe it could have been written by such a rustic provincial and attributed it variously to Haydn, Mozart, or Beethoven.  Mohr’s role as lyricist was largely forgotten outside stories told around Oberndorf.  But in 1995 a manuscript by Gruber dating to around 1820 was discovered and authenticated confirming Mohr as the author.

In 1859, the Episcopal priest John Freeman Young of Trinity Church in New York City, wrote and published the English translation that is most frequently sung today, translated from three of Mohr's original six verses.  His version of the melody varied slightly from Gruber’s original.  Soon the song was as popular in English speaking countries as it was in German.

A Renaissance triparch altar painting of the Nativity of the sort that inspired Let Us Be That Stable.

My poem Let Us Be That Stable was inspired by traditional nativity scenes in art and family crèches.  It was first read at a Christmas Eve service at the old Congregational Unitarian Church in Woodstock more than 20 years ago and was included in my 2004 collection of poetry, We Build Temples in the Heart.  It is my most widely reproduced poem and has frequently been used in Unitarian Universalist and other worships settings since and us often used with the singing of Silent Night

Let Us Be That Stable 

Today, let us be that stable

Let us be the place

            that welcomes at last

            the weary and rejected,

            the pilgrim stranger,

            the coming life.

 

Let not the frigid winds that pierce

            our inadequate walls,

            or our mildewed hay,

            or the fetid leavings of our cattle

            shame us from our beckoning.

 

Let our outstretched arms

            be a manger

            so that the infant hope,

swaddled in love,

may have a place to lie.

 

Let a cold beacon

            shine down upon us

            from a solstice sky

            to guide to us

            the seekers who will come.

 

Let the lowly Shepard

            and all who abide

            in the fields of their labors

            lay down their crooks

            and come to us.

 

Let the seers, sages, and potentates

            of every land

            traverse the shifting dunes

            the rushing rivers,

            and the stony crags

            to seek our rude frame.

 

Let herdsmen and high lords

            kneel together

            under our thatched roof

            to lay their gifts

            before Wonder. 

Today, let us be that stable.

—Patrick Murfin

Celtic Women in one of their annual Christmas concerts. 

There are so many wonderful renditions of Silent Night in English and German, by choirs, a capela groups, bands and orchestras, and soloists that it is hard to pick just one.  So almost at random, here is Celtic Women in their annual Christmas concert recorded at The Helix in Dublin, Ireland in 2013.

 

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear Ella Fitzgerald—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

24 December 2020 at 12:36

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                                            It Came Upon a Midnight Clear sung by Ella Fitzgerald.

Note—Both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day deserve bonus two-fer entries!

In churches around the world this evening announcement carols will be central to the services.   Many are bold and glorious whether sung by massed choirs or by congregations that know them by heartAdeste Fideles (O Come All Ye Faithful) and the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel’s Messiah are two of the grander example, although there are plenty of others in Christmas song books  but my personal favorite is much more modest.

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear is one of the oldest and most beloved of American Christmas carols.  It also never mentions the Christ Child but instead is all about the announcement that the angles made to the shepherds.  It was a not-so-subtle message for Americans who had just concluded a war that the author considered horribly unjust and immoral.

The Rev. Edmund Hamilton Sears, a Unitarian minister wrote the words to It Came Upon a Midnight Clear to celebrate "Peace on earth, goodwill to men" in the wake of the Mexican war.  Its popularity has grown and faded depending on American involvement in other wars.

Rev. Edmund Hamilton Sears was the minster of the Unitarian Church inWayland, Massachusetts in 1849.  It was a small congregation and a not-very-important-pulpit in the insular world of New England Unitarianism.  But like many of his peers Sears had been an ardent opponent of the just concluded Mexican War.  He considered it indefensible land grab by a powerful nation against a weak one.  It also had ramifications for his oppositionto slavery.  The most voracious War Hawks intended the newly conquered lands to eventually enter the Union as slave states and thus swing the balance of power in the nation permanently to the South.  And like other Unitarian ministers, the war confirmed Sears in a growing pacifism.

The war had concluded with the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo signed in February 1848 and ratified by the two nations by that May.  Under its terms Mexico lost nearly half of its territoryincluding all or parts of the future states of California, Nevada, Utah, Arizona, Kansas, Colorado, Oklahoma, and New Mexico.

It was still weighing heavily on Sears’ mind when his friend Rev. William Parsons Lunt of First Parish Church in Quincy, Massachusetts asked him to write something for a Sunday school pageant.  Sears played and sang the song to friends and parishioners in his own parlor on Christmas Eve of 1849.  It isn’t known to what tune it was sung.

Dutch painter Govaet Flink based his 1639 painting of the Angels visiting the shepherds on Rembrandt van Rijn's famed etching first issued two years earlier. 

Sears ever after called carol his “little angels song.”

The next year Richard Storrs Willis, a composer who trained under Felix Mendelssohn, wrote the melody that quickly became most widely known tune to the song used in the United States.  With that tune it was added to the hymnals of not only the Unitarians, but Universalists, Episcopalians, Methodists, Lutherans, and most other Protestant denominations.

But in England and the Commonwealth nations It Came Upon a Midnight Clear is sung to a melody called Noel by Sir Arthur Sullivan of Gilbert and Sullivan fame.

Ella Fitzgerald's first 1960 Christmas album was an instant classic and she followed it up with a live LP in 1967.  Innumerable compilation albums have been issued based on this material and on recordings made from radio and TV appearances.

Today we will enjoy the version by the great Ella Fitzgerald whose albums of Christmas music have become almost as important to the canon of great holiday recordings as those of Bing Crosby.



I’ll Be Home For Christmas—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

23 December 2020 at 13:45

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                                            I'll Be Home for Christmas by Bing Crosby.

There was a whole genre of World War II separation songs that have become enduring classics of 20th Century popular music.  Think I’ll Be Seeing You, The White Cliffs of Dover, and Don’t Sit Under the Apple Tree to name just a few examples.  And of course there was a sub-genre of Christmas songs.  Irving Berlin’s White Christmas, the most popular adult secular holidaysong of all time, was written before the American entry into the War inspired by a hot day in Los Angeles.  But its record release by Bing Crosby in late 1941 and his crooning the tune in Paramount Picture’s Holiday Inn in 1942 struck a nerve with G.I.s far from home and many in desert or tropical locations.  I have written about how my Father, W.M. Murfinplayed it for the men of his Army Field Hospital and its patients in North Africa in ’42.


But another Crosby recording struck an even more direct chord with GIs and their families back home—I’ll Be Home For Christmas and this year of Coronavirus forced separations makes it more relevant than ever.

I’ll Be Home for Christmas was written by lyricist Kim Gannon and composer Walter Kent and recorded on October 1, 1943 by Bing Crosby with the John Scott Trotter Orchestra on Decca Records. Within a month of release, the song charted for 11 weeks, with a peak at #3. The next year, it reached #16.   It soon became a perennial on Christmas radio and after Billboard established a separate seasonal chart for air play it was frequently near the top.  The song was also featured on Crosby’s famous 1945 78 rpm albumand it’s LP release in 1949 which has itself been re-released and re-mastered several more times.

The original 1947 78 rpm cover of Crosby's Merry Christmas album.  The more familiar LP release featured him in his Santa cap.

Crosby won his fifth Gold Record and it became the most requested song at Christmas U.S.O. shows. The GI magazineYanksaid Crosby “accomplished more for military morale than anyone else of that era.”  But the British feared the song would actually lower morale and initially banned it on the BBC.  After the tide turned in the Allies favor, the ban was lifted.

After the initial release there was a copyright dispute when Buck Ram, later the manager and producer of The Platterssaid he had previously written a poem with the same name and theme.  Although the lyrics and music of the released version were entirely different, Decca lawyers feared that they could not prove that Gannon and Kent may not have been inspired by the title.  After the initial release Ram was credited as a co-writer and shared in the considerable royalties the song generated.

Bing Crosby on a USO tour in Europe. 

I’ll Be Home for Christmas has been covered by many most notably by Johnny Mathis on his seminal Merry Christmas album in 1958.  Other covers have included The Carpenters, Elvis Presley, Reba McIntyre, Rascal Flats, Josh Groban, Michael Bublé, and Kelly Clarkson.

 As fine as many of those versions are, Der Bingle’s remains the most heartfelt.

Santa Claus is Coming to Town Bruce Springsteen—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

22 December 2020 at 13:40

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A live concert performance of Santa Claus is Coming to Town by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band.

Since tiny, teenage Brenda Lee belted out Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree in 1958 there has been a mixed bag of Rock & Roll Christmas music.  That song had the edge of being co-writtenby Christmas music specialist Johnny Marks, the creator of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.  There have been a lot of shots fired at the elusive goal of becoming a seasonal perennial but there have been way more misses than hits.  Although not so ubiquitous as country music stars Christmas albums, plenty of rockers from Elvis Presley to some death metal bands have tried to get into the game.

Brenda Lee ushered in the era of Rock and Roll Christmas Songs.

In the ‘50s and early ‘60s the most successful holiday sides were basically novelty tunes like Lee’s.  Notably success included Chuck Berry’s Run, Run Rudolph, rockabilly Bobby Helms’ Jingle Bell Rock, and the Beach Boys’ recasting The Little Duce Coup into The Little Saint Nick.

But that began to change in 1963 with Phil Spector’s wall of sound Christmas album.  It notably included Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) by Darlene Love which Rolling Stone rated as the greatest Rock Christmas song of all time.  Unfortunately the album droppedon the day John F. Kennedy was assassinated and was swamped nearly to oblivion.  None of the songs on the album charted originally.  Over time the album and the song became cult favorites.  It got a huge boost in 1986 when David Letterman featured Love belting out the song the final new episodebefore Christmas.  He made it a tradition that lasted 27 years with ever more elaborate productions.


Darlene Love over the years in her annual performance of Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) on David Letterman's shows.

The Beatles got into Christmas music with annual almost throw away ditties meant as audio Christmas cards to fans.  Later both John Lennon and Paul McCartney had their own holiday hits.  Lennon’s Happy Xmas (The War is Over) in 1971 was a great rocking protest song and was produced by Phil Spector.  In 1979 McCartney stuck gold with Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time, which has made it to Christmas radio play lists but has also been derided as “the worst Christmas song of all time.”  Believe me, it isn’t as long as Dominick the Donkey or The Christmas Shoes still turn up.

John Lennon's great Christmas protest song.

For sheer star power and more than a dollop of self-importance nothing matches Irish rocker Bob Geldoph’s assembly of Rock and Pop superstars on Do They Know its Christmas in 1984 to raise money for famine relief in Ethiopia.

Mariah Cary’s diva performance on All I Want For Christmas Is You became the first new Christmas song in years to become a seasonal standard in 1994.  The infectious earworm has finally passed Bing Crosby’s White Christmas as the most played holiday song on radio as well as the biggest seller.

There are undoubtedly others that deserve mention.  But for sheer raw Rock and Roll powernothing matches the 1975 live recording of Santa Claus is Coming to Town by Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Bandincluding Little Stevie—Steve Van Zant—and saxophonist Clarence Clemmons.  There is something playful and joyful in this rocker.

Not only was Eddie Cantor's record a huge hit but 500,000 copies of  the sheet music flew off the shelves within a day of his first performance of Santa Claus is Coming to Town on his radio show.

The song long predated Rock & Roll.  It was written by J. Fred Coots and Haven Gillespie and became a huge hit for Eddie Cantor after he featured it on his weekly radio program in 1934.  It has been recorded by over 200 artists, including Bing Crosby and The Andrews Sisters, The Crystals, Frank Sinatra, The Temptations,  The Jackson 5, Mariah Carey, Neil Diamond, Chris Isaak, and Michael Bublé.  It was also the title song of the Rankin and Bass 1970 animated TV special with Fred Astaire narrating the origin of Santa Claus.

Bruce Springsteen finishes his live performances in November and December with Santa Claus is Coming to town. The audience sings along and the jam can go on for a long time.

For sheer infectious ebullience, Springsteen’s version blasts all others out of the water. 

The Star Carol Tennessee Ernie Ford—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

21 December 2020 at 22:31

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                                                        The Star Carol sung by Tennessee Ernie Ford.

Not only is today the Winter Solstice, it is the much anticipated Great Conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn—the two largest planets in the Solar System early this season.  If your sky is clear the two celestial bodies will seem to merge into a single bright object when observed low in the southwestern sky about an hour after sunset.  This extremely rare event has been hyped as the Christmas Star, and in fact some believe that a much earlier appearance may have been what the shepherdsand the Magi saw.

It has been nearly 400 years since the planets passed this close to each other in the sky—1623 just 13 years after Galileoobserved them through a telescope and nearly 800 years since the alignment occurred at night so that everyone could see it in 1226, when artisans were still building Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris and Genghis Khan held sway over Asia.

Did the Magi see the bright object created by a Great Conjunction?  Perhaps, but it would not have remained overhead leading them for days or weeks.

In the year 7 B.C.E they lined up, as seen from Earth, in May, September and early December in a rare triplet, astronomers say. At those junctures, though, the planets were relatively far apart and would have appeared much dimmer than the one expected tonight.  But since historians have noted that in ancient Israelshepherds only “abided in the fields” in the spring lambing season when wolves threatened the flocks, the May congruence is considered a candidate to be the Christmas Star.

Others, however, have speculated that a much brighter conjunction of Jupiter and much nearer-by Venus in 2 B.C.E. is a more likely suspect.  Since the exact year of the Nativity is not known—it could have occurred any time in a nearly 10 year window on either side of the B.C.E/A.C.E divide.

Tonight the earth well be between the Sun and Jupiter and Saturn in their resective orbits making them appear to conjoin into bright object

Tonight the closest alignment Neptune and Jupiter will appear just a tenth of a degree apart.  Although from our vantage point on Earththe huge gas giants will appear very close together, but they will remain hundreds of millions of miles apart in space. And while the conjunction is happening on the same day as the Winter Solstice, the timing is merely a coincidence, based on the orbits of the planets and the tilt of the Earth.

All in all the excitement is understandable.  That coincidence and the Christmas Star story have brought hopein the darkest hour of the year of the Coronavirus to many Christians, New Agers, and even the conventionally non-religious.

However some Fundamentalist Christians—the sort who deny evolution; insist cosmos, Earth, life, and human beings were all Created by God in seven days; that Jonah lived in the belly of whale; and Joshua stopped the Sun—are angry that anyone would dare suggest that the Star was not a literal star and did not miraculously appear to lead the Magi to Bethlehem.  Their resentment is fueled even further because scientistsare members of a satanic elite expounding Fake News about climate change, the global coronavirus pandemic, and vaccines. Trumpism has added a doseof rage to their long-standing science denial.

Jazzman and arranger Alfred S. Brooks wrote 14 carols and sent a new one to his Christmas card list evert year,  The last was The Star Carol.

But all of the Christmas Star chatter is reason enough to trot out The Star Carol, relatively modern American carol.  It was the last of 15 carols composed by jazz musician Alfred S. Burt between 1942 and ’55 which he shared privately as annual gifts to his family and friends.  The lyrics were written by Wihla Hutson, a friend and the organist at the Episcopal church in Pontiac, Michigan where his father was rector.  The only public performance of one of the carols during Burt’s life was in a service at the church.

The Star Carol was the last of the songs, completed just two days before Burt died in 1954 at the early age of 34.

Burt was living and working in California and working as an arranger for the Alveno Rey Orchestra when he asked the Blue Reys, vocal group with the band to sing it to test the harmonies of his latest composition in 1952.  They liked it and played it at the annual Christmas Party of the King Sisters.  One of the singing sisters, Donna, was married to James Conkling, then President of Columbia Records.  He liked it so well that he arranged a recording session with a full choir at the North Hollywood Latter Day Saints Churchin late 1953 which the terminally ill Burt directed from a wheel chair.  After Burt’s death additional recordings were made at St. Michael and All Angels Episcopal Church in Studio City. 

Columbia Records's 12 in LP version of The Christmas Mood featured 12 of Burt's carols and an instrumental medley.

For the 1954 Christmas season Columbia released a The Christmas Mood, 10-inch 33 rpm album including most of the carols and in 1957 came out with a 12 inch LP which included more songs for total of 12 and added an instrumental brass ensemble on a medley of the carols arranged and conducted by Ralph Carmichael.

All 14 of the carols were not issued on one recording until 1964 when James Conkling who had moved on the presidency of Warner Bros. Records released This Is Christmas: A Complete Collection of the Alfred S. Burt Carols by the Voices of Jimmy Joyce.  The album was nominated for a Grammy.

Caroling, Caroling and Some Children See Him are the two most popular of Burt’s carols.  The In 1958, Tennessee Ernie Ford made The Star Carol the title song for his first full-length album of Christmas music.   

In 1947 ex-bombardier Erie Ford was a disc jocky on WOPI in Bristol, Tennessee.  He soon moved up to big city California station.

Ford was a unique country music star.  The classically trained base/baritone, World War II bombardier, and post-war radio disc jockeyadopted an exaggerated hillbilly personacalled Cousin Ernie with the catch phrasebless his pea-pickin’ heart” for his radio program and took it to other country music shows where he sang.  The character was featured in a three episode arc on the I Love Lucy Show.  He had early recording success with up-beat boogie-woogies and his biggest hitwas his memorable version of Merle Travis’s coal mining ballad Sixteen Tons. In 1955 he recorded The Ballad of Davy Crockett which reached #4 on the country music chart.

From 1956-1961 he hosted his own prime-time TV variety program, The Ford Show, which ran on NBC.  On the program he changed his image, toning down and then virtually eliminating the bumpkin act.  He eschewed the cowboy hats and spangled attire of many Country acts for sharply tailored suits, razor cut hair, and his signature pencil moustache.  Despite the objections of both the network and his sponsor Ford Motor Company he ended each program with a gospel song. The hymns like The Old Rugged Cross and Were You There When they Crucified My Lord became the most popular feature on the show.

A closing hymn every week on Tennessee Ernie Ford's weekly TV program proved wildly successful and led to a series of best selling gospel albums and his firs Christmas collection The Star Carol.

That led to an album, Hymns, in 1956 which remained on Billboard’s Top Album chartsfor 277 consecutive weeks, The Star Carol in ’58, and a string of other religious albums including Great Gospel Songs which won a Grammy1964.

After his prime time series ended Ford moved to Northern California and hosted an ABC daytime talk/variety show from KGO-TV in San Francisco from 1962. 

Ford's voice and health were wracked by heavy drinking in his las years.

Despite all of his success years of heavy drinking began to take a toll on his health and voice.  He left his long-time Capitol Records home in 1975 and never again had recording success despite continuing to show u as a guest star on the Mandrel Sisters, Dolly Parton, and Dinah Shoreprograms.

On September 28, 1991, Ford suffered severe liver failure at Dulles Airportshortly after leaving a state dinnerat the White House, hosted by President George H. W. Bush. He died in a Reston, Virginia, hospital on October 17.

Ring Out Solstice Bells by Jethro Tull—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

21 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                            Ring Out Solstice Bells by Jethro Tull.

Note—Today we will feature a two-fer!  First, in honor of the Winter Solstice and a second post honoring the Christmas Star planetary convergence this evening.

Call it Solstice, Yule, Meán Geimhridh, or any name you choose, today is the shortest day and longest night of the year—the official beginning of winter. Tomorrow the Sun begins its annual return. Despite claims otherwise, Solstice is the Reason for the Season—the overt or disguised inspiration of most Northern Hemisphere Festivals of Lightclustered around this date. To celebrate we turn to Jethro Tull’s classic 1977 album Songs from the Woods, Ian Anderson’s turn from jazz-infused rock to an embrace of his English roots and folk identities is a fitting carol for the day.

Today, the Solstice—the moment when in the Northern Hemisphere when has its maximum tilt away from the Sun will occur at 4:02 CST.  You can calculate it for your time zone.

                            The Holly King rules in the Germanic Yule celebration at Solstice.

In most so-called pagan traditions around the Northern Hemisphere there were two ways to celebrate the Solstice.  Some lit firesin the darkest night to summon the return of the Sun.  Others gathered at dawnto in some way capture the first light of that return.  The latter often involved human construction on or in which that light would strike a significant stone or altar.  Think pyramids in Egypt and the pre-Columbian Americas, Stonehenge, Greek temples, medicine wheels, certain Medieval Cathedrals, and far simpler wooden structures in Northern Europe and Siberia.  Either way, those who observe or re-createsuch rituals have found a way to do so.

Even if you do not observe the pagan doings—or shun them as the devil’s work—chances are that you to have been or will be celebrating the solstice yourself. 

Buried in traditionalfolklore, swathed in symbolism, and steeped in metaphor, Christmas and Chanukah share the same impulses as Yule and its Celticand ancient British cousins, Meán Geimhridh and Meán Geimhridhh beloved by contemporary neo-pagans of one stripe or another.  At their corethere was in each of them a physical or metaphorical re-kindlingof the light at the darkest hour of the year offering a glimmering of hope at a time of cold and starvation

The Moon Goddess is the spirit of Solstice in Celtic-based modern neo-paganism.

Archeological evidence shows that the event—the shortest day and longest night of the year, when the sun’s daily maximum elevation in the sky is the lowest—was marked, often using physical constructions to capture the rising sun, in Neolithic times across widely separated cultures in Europe, the Near East, Asia, and North AmericaStonehenge is just the most famous example.  

While the trappings of Christmas—the Yule log, the holly and the ivy, the Christmas tree, mistletoe, wassailingand other customs are commonly knownto be borrowed from pagan celebrations, the metaphor of the birth of theSon, bringing light and salvation to the world is often overlooked.  Among still nervous orthodox Christians, drawing parallels to pagan belief is still actively discouraged.

English Druids and other neo-pagans celebrate the winter solstice annually at dawn at Stonehenge, but alas not this year as England enters a near total Coronavirus lockdown.  Folks will have to witness the Sun shining through the key stones on the BBC.

The early Church actively squelched efforts to confabulate the Feast of the Nativity with the Festival of Sol Invictus, introduced to the Roman Empire in the Third Century under the Emperor Elagabalus.  It was a religious revolution that briefly upended Jupiter as the primary Roman God and put in his place the Invincible Sun, which combined the characteristics and cult practices of several sun godsincluding Syrian Elah-Gabal, the Greek Apollo, and Mithras, a soldier god of Persianorigin. 

The late Roman cult of Sol Invictus celebrated it Solstice Festival on December 25.  The Catholic Church ultimately adopted that date for the Feast of the Nativity to co-opt the pagan celebration which remained popular in the Mediterranean region.

The feast was set on December 25, during the Roman holiday period following Saturnalia.  Later, under the Emperor Aurelian as Christianity grew in influence and importance, attempts were made to incorporate worship of the Christ child into the cult as an incarnation of Sol.  When the Church became ascendantin the Empire, it did all it could to squelch the festival, but like many popular pagan customs, it was so integrated into many daily livesthat it inevitably influenced how Christmas, by then assigned to the same calendar day, was observed. 

Ring out Solstice Bells was featured on Jethro Tull's 1977 album Songs from the Woods featuring Ian Anderson.

Ian Anderson is a Scottish born multi-instrumentalist and singerbest known as the creative forcebehind the innovative and influential British folk/jazz/fusion/progressive rock band Jethro Tull.  Many of the band’s best known songs evoke a magical, even mystical spirit.  That is certainly the case in Ring Out Solstice Bells featuring percussion and Anderson’s signature flute.

 

Compassion for Campers Hosts Christmas Week Distribution in McHenry

20 December 2020 at 18:00
With the support of The Faith Leaders of McHenry County, the host church, and Ridgefield-Crystal Lake Presbyterian Church volunteers Compassion for Campers, the program that provides supplies and gear for the McHenry County homeless who have no steady shelter, will hold a special Christmas Week distribution at be at the First United Methodist Church, 3717 Main Street in McHenry on Tuesday December 22 from 3:30 to 5 pm.  The group is well supplied with tents, sleeping bags, pads, tarps, stoves and fuel, gloves, hats, scarfs, warm winter wear, personal hygiene products, and non-perishable food. Clients will be Covid-19 screenedwith a temperature check and standard screening questions.  No one failingthe test will be turned away but we wi...

Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

20 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                            Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus performed by Red Mountain.

Today is the last Sunday of Advent and time for one more carol special to the season of anticipation and hope.  Today’s song is one of the oldest in the English Protestant tradition.  It was one of literally thousands of hymn lyrics written by Charles Wesley (1707-1788), the brother of John Wesley, founder of Methodism.  The prolific hymnist almost single handedly established the tradition of congregational singing among Methodists and by osmosis much of the rest of English language Protestantism. 

Prolific hymnist Charles Wesley, brother of the founder of Methodism John Wesley, wrote the words for Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus.

In 1744 Wesley considered the Old Testament Book of Haggai, chapter 2: verse 7 and compared it to the desperate situation of orphans around him and the class divide in England.  Come, Thou long expected Jesus published as a prayer at the time with the words:

Born Your people to deliver,

born a child and yet a King,

born to reign in us forever,

now Your gracious kingdom bring.

By Your own eternal Spirit,

rule in all our hearts alone;

by Your all sufficient merit,

raise us to Your glorious throne.

Wesley adapted his prayer into a hymn published it in his Hymns for the Nativity of our Lord and wrote it with an eye toward preparing for the Second Coming of Christ. 

Welshman /Roland Hugh Prichard wrote the tune now frequently used for Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus.

Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus has been set to a number of tunes. It is not known which melody Wesley originally intended for the hymn, which is why it was excludedfrom the Methodist Weslyan Hymn Book, until the 1875 Edition.  There is some evidence that the first tune it was set to was Stuttgart by Christian Friedrich Witt written in 1716.  Later Hyfrydol, a Welsh tune written in the 1800s by Rowland Hugh Prichard, was frequently used.  In the United Kingdom, it is now often set to the 4-line tune Cross of Jesus, by John Stainer, part of longer his work The Crucifixion.

Unitarian Universalists will recognize Prichard’s tune as the melody for My Blue Boat Home, the signature song of UU bard Peter Mayer.

Christian folk/gospel/Old Time music ensemble Red Mountain.

Today’s selection by the Christian/folk ensemble Red Mountain uses the Prichard melody.

Silver Bells (City Sidewalks)—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

19 December 2020 at 11:03

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Silver Bells (City Sidewalks) sung by Bob Hope, Marilyn Maxwell, and William Frawley in The Lemon Drop Kid.

The pages are flying off the calendar like in those old movies as we near Christmas.  It’s time to consider the most urban of what might be called the secular advent songs from the Golden Age of American holiday music.  Like It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas and other songs it captures the vibrancy, bustle, color, and excitement of the season but sets it on the crowded streets of a big city.  Other songs captured nostalgia for by-gone Christmases, country villages, and sleigh rides but Silver Bells, sometimes called City Sidewalks, was set squarely in the modern post-World War II era.

In the year of the Coronavirus pandemic, those bustling sidewalks themselves seem a nostalgic glimpse of a vanished era.  This year most city streets are nearly deserted gone are the Volunteers of America Santas and the Salvation Army can’t recruit nearly enough attendants for their Red Kettles.  Those that are out, mostly in front of suburban strip mall stores have to offer the option of swiping credit cards to those afraid of the human contact of throwing coins or stuffing bills into the Kettles.  Those Silver Bells are mostly silent.

Songwriting team Ray Evans and Jay Livingston celebrated their first Academy Award win for Buttons and Bows with Jane Russell, Bob Hope's co-star in The Paleface.

The song writing team of Jay Livingston and Ray Evans were commissioned to produce a song for the movie The Lemmon Drop Kid in 1950.  The pair specialized in songs for film and their hits included Buttons and Bows for the The Paleface, Mona Lisa for Captain Carey, U.S.A., and Que Sera, Sera for The Man Who Knew Too Much, and Tammy for Tammy and the Bachelor.   After Buttons and Bows won an Oscar for the Bob Hope and Jane Russell vehicle with in 1947 Paramount Studios was eager to have the pair work on a song for Hope’s new movie.

Lyricist Evans first titled the song Tinkle Bells but in an oft told anecdote he described being calledoff by his horrified wife who reminded him of the mom slang for wee wee. 

As was so often the case, Bing Crosby first recorded the song with Carol Richards while the movie was in post-production.  It hit the charts in October of 1950.  In an already shot scene the song was almost a throw away with guff voicedvaudevillian William Frawley singing and the stars Hope and Marilyn Maxwell briefly chiming in.  With the success of the record Hope and Maxwell were called back to shoot a more elaborate street scene version with them carrying most of the song.

The title card for Paramount Pictures' 1951 release The Lemon Drop Kid which featured Silver Bells.

Released in 1951 The Lemon Drop Kid was based on one of Damon Runyon’s Broadway short Stories.  The title character was a small time race track tout and swindler who got into a jam with a gangster and had to raise $10,000 by Christmas or he “won’t see New Year’s Eve.”  The kid concocted a phony charity scam featuring street corner Santas collecting money for an Old Dolls retirement home.  Abetted by his trusting girlfriend, even assembled a bunch of old dolls—former girl friends of cheap hoods, chorines, and hostesses at mob joints—and plunked them down in an abandoned casino.  Needless to say, complications arose with both cops and gangsters closing in but the Kid determined to win back his disillusioned girlfriend and out of a genuine affection for the Old Dolls however reluctantly did the right thing and everyone lived happily ever after. 

Hope reprised the song, which had become almost a second theme song behind Thanks for the Memories, on his annual television Christmas specials in the ‘60’s through the ‘90’s teaming up with such guest stars as Gale Storm, Olivia Newton-John, Marie Osmond, Dolly Parton, Reba McEntire, and his own wife Dolores Hope on his final original special in 1993.

Frail and unwell, Bob Hope sang Silver Bells with his wife Dolores, a former band singer, on his last annual Christmas special.

Silver Bells has been covered by a host of artists becoming a staple of many holiday albums and seasonal specials.  Among them are Doris Day, Dean Martin, The Supremes, Elvis Pressley, Anne Murray, the Oakridge Boys, Martina McBride, Mariah Carey, Reba McEntire, and Michael Bublé. 

But by the 21st Century the song had become as much a nostalgia piece as the sleigh ride songs of fifty years earlier.  Even before the pandemic the urban street scene that Hope and Maxwell strolled with its thick crowds of shoppers, street vendors, cops on the beat, and now embarrassing ethnic stereotypes has long vanished.  It was supplanted first by the suburban mega malls and big box stores and now even those are now falling victim to on-line shopping.  Busy street life has been replaced by the isolation of the computer and smart phone.

So let’s go back to the original movie scene. 

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas Judy Garland—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

18 December 2020 at 12:00

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                                Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas sung by Judy Garland in Meet Me in St. Louis.

We are closing in on the big day and haven’t honored some of the greatest secular songs from the Golden Age of American Christmas Music.  In particular we have been remiss in failing to share the greatest performance of a modern Holiday song ever.  Period. No arguments.  The crown goes to Judy Garland singing Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas to Margaret O’Brien in the 1944 film classic Meet Me in St. Louis.

This year amid the separations and loneliness caused by the Coronavirus pandemic the throat catching melancholy of Garland’s performance is more resonate than ever.

In some ways the role of the second daughter Esther of the comfortably middle class St. Louis Smith family was a step back for Garland to the juvenile parts in which she had gained she had gained fame.  She had finally broken throughto be cast as a young woman in Presenting Lilly Mars.  But here she was back to playing a love struck high school girl.

On the other hand producer Arthur Freedwas planning to biggest MGM musical to date in Technicolor and directed by studio ace Vincent Minelli.  In addition to Garland and O’Brien—the most popular child star since Shirley Temple—the cast included Mary Astor as Mother, Leon Ames at Father, Louise Bremmer as older sister Rose, and Tom Drake as the boy next door.  It also featured solid support by veteran character actors Henry Davenport, Marjorie Main, and Chill Wills.


The film was adapted from auto-biographical short stories by Sally Benson originally published in The New Yorker.  It was divided into a series of seasonal vignettes, starting with summer 1903 of a year in the life of the Smith family in St. Louis, leading up to the opening of the Louisiana Purchase Exposition—the St. Louis World’s fair in the spring of 1904.

Journeyman songwriters Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane were commissioned to write songs for the film, although other composers were also expected to add numbers including Boys and Girls Like You and Me by Rodgers & Hammersteinoriginal written for their Broadway musical Oklahoma! but cut prior to its opening.   The same fate befell the song when Minnelli reluctantly cutit because the film was running long.  Martin and Blane’s contributions became American classics and standardsThe Trolley Song, The Boy Next Door and of course the Christmas song all sung by Garland.

Judy Garland herself intervened to demand important changes to the lyric of Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.  Martin’s original lyrics began, “Have yourself a merry little Christmas / It may be your last / Next year we may all be living in the past.”  She recognized that it was way too depressing to sing to the inconsolable child mourning the imminent departure of the family from St. Louis to New York City.  “I’ll look like a sadist,” Garland complained.  The words were changed to the now familiar “Have yourself a merry little Christmas/Let your heart be light/From now on your troubles will be out of sight.”

Former child star Judy Garland formed a real emotional bond with her screen sister Margaret O'Brien that shone through in the film.  The child could cry copiously and the catch in Garland's voice was real.

A performer herself since the age of 3 and understanding the pressure that stage parents and the studio put children through, Garland formed a special protective bondwith young Margaret O’Brien and spent much of her time off camera with the girl.  It was a memory they would both treasure and often talk about.

Garland never looked lovelier than she did in this film with her hair dyed auburn and smitten director Minnelli literally caressed her face on screen.  The young actress and the middle age director fell in love on the set and were soon married.

In 1966 Garland reprised the song on her CBS Television series singing it to here younger children Lorna and Joey Luft.  The episode is the most down-loaded of the shows on YouTube.

Many other versions of the song have been recorded.  Frank Sinatra had lyricist Martin revise the words to “lighten them up” from the still melancholy version sung by Garland for his 1957 album A Jolly Christmas.  The only version to come near to the power of Garland’s performance was by The Carpenters from the 1978 album Christmas Portrait.  Karen Carpenter in The Carpenters the 1978 album Christmas Portrait nearly—but not quite—matchedthe original.

Uncle Carl (Came Out on Christmas) Aaron LaCombe—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

17 December 2020 at 11:41

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                                                        Uncle Carl (Came Out on Christmas) by Aaron LaCombe

One of the best and most intriguing new Christmas songs this year is Uncle Carl (Came Out on Christmas which is actually not brand new. Austin based Americana Singer-Songwriter Aaron LaCombe released it a year ago on the digital album Pictures of Ourselves but because of its subject—Uncle Carl comes out to his Texas family at the Christmas dinner table—it got no traction and little air play.  Even the handsomelyand professionally produced video, which was both  authenticand had the feel of a non-Lifetime family holiday movie got only about 5,000 YouTube clicks—pretty much friends, family, and a small fan base.


But this year it got “discovered” by some music writers and a wider LGBTQ community and has created some serious social media buzz.  As of today the YouTube clip has reached more than 73,000 and is picking up steam.

One of those spreading the word was Randy Slovacek on his blog The Randy Report.  He noted that LaCombe’s Twitter account bio said “I write the songs that make most people mildly uncomfortable.”

Later in the article LaCombe explained the song’s origins:

A couple of years ago I was invited to participate in a Christmas Songwriting Contest. I maybe take myself a little too seriously as a songwriter, so the idea of writing a Christmas song just seemed cliché to me and I wanted to sort of see if there was a way to make it catch people off guard.

I took cues from some experiences some close friends and family have had, and once I got started I found myself on a tightrope of making it a little bit funny, a little sad, and a little sweet.  It came in dead last at the contest, which is when I started to think I might really have something.

Austin bases singer/songwriter Aaron LaCombe.

Like Randy Slovacek, I am now a fan myself.  I am betting that many of you will also become one.

Twelve Days of ChristmasCovid Edition—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

16 December 2020 at 11:38

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                                                        Twelve Days of Christmas Covid Edition by Jon + Jon.

It was inevitable.  Coronavirus Christmas songs and parodies I mean.  I easily found a dozen on YouTube and there were many more, mostly homemade and amateur.  Celebs and semi-celebs posted professional videos featuring original songs—Justin Bieber and a choir made up of British National Health Service workerscollaborated on a charity song and video a remix of the star’s single Holy, Covid Christmas by rapper Trisha Paytas, and Disinfects the Halls by mid-level country star Chris Stapleton off of a whole album of pandemicChristmas music.  But parodies by YouTube stars dominate.

It is quite fitting that The Twelve Days of Christmas, the holiday song once voted the “most annoying,” was satirized by several performers each with their own take.  I understand why a lot of folks were irked by the original, but my personal listof annoying and/or detestable holiday songs include Dominick the Donkey, Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer, and is capped by the loathsome Christmas Shoes.  Be that as it may, The Twelve Days of Christmas is long and repetitive, just like days of Covid-19 isolation.


From several possible candidates I plucked one by a duo called Jon + Jon about who may be affiliated with the New Life Church in Eugene, Oregon.   I otherwise know nothing about them, but here is their take, Twelve Days of Christmas Covid Edition.

The Christmas Waltz Nancy Wilson—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

15 December 2020 at 11:56

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                                                        The Christmas Waltz sung by Nancy Wilson.

The silken voice of jazz and pop chanteuse Nancy Wilson was stilled two years ago in the Christmas season when she died at age 81 after a long illness at her Pioneertown, California.  Although often identified as a jazz artist, she preferred to characterize herself as a song interpreter for the way she caressed lyrics, she said, “I do not do runs and—you know. I take a lyric and make it mine. I consider myself an interpreter of the lyric.”

Wilson was born on February 20, 1939 in Chillicothe, Ohio to working class parents who filled their home with recording by Billy Eckstine, Nat King Cole, Jimmy Scottwith Lionel Hampton’s Big Band, and especially Dinah Washington.  At an early age she was singing their songs around the house and was also featured in her church choir.  She said she knew she would be a singer by age 12.

The family moved to Columbus, Ohio where at the age of 15 and still in high school she won a talent contest.  The prizewas an appearance on Skyline Melodies, a twice-a-week local TV show on WTVN. She so impressed the station that she was soon made the regular host of the program.  Until graduating from high school two years later she regularly performed in local clubs.

Her parents were leery of the chances for a successful career as a singer, so she enrolled in Central State College, a historically Black school to prepare to be a teacher.  That did not last long.  She dropped out to pursue her dreams.  Wilson won a spot with Rusty Bryant’s Carolyn Club Big Band in 1956 and toured with them throughout Canada and the Midwest for two years.  She made her first recordings with the band on Dot Records.

Nancy Wilson with jazz sax legend Cannonball Adderley, her mentor and sometimes collaborator.

Her big break came when she met saxophonist and jazz superstar Cannonball Adderley who became her mentor and eventually collaborator.  He encouraged her to abandon touring with the band and to move to New York Citywhere there was opportunity for a singer of her talent.  Within weeks she secured a regular four-night-a-week gig at the popular night club The Blue Morocco.  Adderley’s manager John Levy hooked her up with Capital Records which released her first solo single Guess Who I Saw Todaywhich was so successful that Capital released five of her albums from 1960 to 62 beginning with Like in Love showcasing a Rhythm & Blues style.  The collaboration Nancy Wilson and Cannonball Adderley cemented her reputation as a jazz singer. 

By the mid-60’s Wilson was a star in her own right.  1964 she released what became her biggest hit on the Billboard Hot 100, (You Don't Know) How Glad I Am, which peaked at No. 11.  From 1963 to 1971 Wilson logged eleven songs on the Hot 100, including two Christmas singles.

                                    Nancy Wilson at the peak of her career.

Wilson was featured on all of the top variety shows including the Ed Sullivan Show, the Smothers Brothers Comedy Show, and Carol Burnett as well as on talk shows from the Tonight Show with both Jack Paar and Johnny Carson, to Mike Douglas, and Arsenio Hall.  She had her own series on NBC, The Nancy Wilson Show in the 1967–1968 season—a stunning breakthrough for a Black female artist—for which she won an Emmy.

Her good looks and statuesque figure led to acting.  At first appearing as herself or fictional singers on programs like I Spy and The FBI she was soon doing dramatic guest spots on several series including Room 222, Hawaii Five-O, and Police Story.  More recently she had recurring roles on Moesha, and The Parkers.

Nancy Wilson, Eartha Kitt, Sydney Poitier, and Sammy Davis Jr. at Martin Luther King's funeral.

Despite a booming career in the ‘60’s and ‘70’s and warning that it would kill her career with white audiences, Wilson found time to be an active supporter of and participant in the Civil Rights Movement including participation in the Selma to Montgomery March for voting rights.  In recognition of that work she was won the Urban Leagues Whitney Young Award, and NAACP Image Award, was honored by the Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change, and was inducted into the International Civil Rights Walk of Fame at the Martin Luther King Jr. National Historic Site of which she said, “This award means more to me than anything else I have ever received.”

Although her days of hit singles were over by the mid-70’s Wilson continued to record critically praised albums for decades.  She won two of her three Grammy Awards—the first was in 1965 for Best R&B Recording for How Glad I Am—for jazz albums late in her career, R.S.V.P. (Rare Songs, Very Personal) in 2005 and Turned to Blue in 2007, both on the MCG Jazz label.

Wilson at the 2007 Grammy Awards.

Wilson reaped many more honors and continued to record, tour, and act until ill health forced her to retire from touring 2008.  She made a final public appearance on September 10, 2011, at Ohio University in Athens, Ohio where she noted “I’m not going to be doing it anymore, and what better place to end it than where I started—in Ohio.”

In 2001 Wilson released A Nancy Wilson Christmas with all proceeds benefiting the Manchester Craftsmen’s Guild, a Pittsburg non-profit that promotes music and the arts to poor and minority children.  That fine LP, did not, however, include her wonderful 1969 cover of The Christmas Waltz originally written by Sammy Cahn and Jule Stynefor Frank Sinatra in 1954.  No one has ever done that lovely song better.

Christmas in My Home Town Charlie Pride—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

14 December 2020 at 11:42

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                                            Christmas in My Home Town by Charley Pride.
 

Word came Saturday the Charley Pride, the first Black singer to carve out a long and successful career in country music died of complications of the Coronavirus at the age of 86.  Some other performers have speculated that he might have been exposed at the Country Music Association Awards (CMA), which were held indoors at the Music City Center in Nashville, Tennessee, on November 11 and where he was presented the Willie Nelson Lifetime Achievement Award.  

Although the CMA said it screened attendeesfor the virus and “took precautions” social distancing was not practiced and few, if any, wore masks.  Several acts had to cancel appearances when they or members of their bands or crew tested positiveincluding Lee Price, Lady A, Rascal Flats, and Florida Georgia Line.  Pride was reported to have tested negative “multiple times” after returning to his Dallas, Texas home, but those tests might have been conducted after he had become exposed but before he was symptomatic.

Charley Pride's performance on the CMA Awards show in November was his last major public appearance.

Despite the pandemic, 2020 had been a career crowning year for Price.  In addition to his CMA Lifetime Achievement Award he was at long last inductedinto the Country Music Hall of FamePrevious honors included three American Music Awards, four Grammys including a Lifetime achievement award, the Academy of Country Music Pioneer Award, and three previous CMA Awards for Entertainer of the Year and Male Vocalist of the Year.  He was one of just three Black members of the Grand Ol’ Opry along with harmonica whiz DeFord Bailey and Darius Rucker.

Country music roots were tangled inexorably with Black folk music, each influencing the other.  African slaves brought the banjo and Scotch-Irish fiddling was adapted to Black dancingBallads like John Henry, Frankie and Johnnie, and House of the Rising Sun were sung and adopted by both.  European hymns became Black gospel musicand showed up again in White churches in the new form. Field calls and shout and response laid the foundation of the blues.  Delta bluesmen introduced the slide guitar style that would become a backbone of country music and Western Swing on the electric steel pedal guitarLouis Armstrong played on Jimmer Rodgers’ famous Blue Yodel #9 recording.

According to Patrick Huber, a history professor at Missouri University of Science and Technology in his 2013 essay Black Hillbillies: African American Musicians on Old-Time Records, 1924-1932, hillbilly featured a higher frequencyof integrated recording sessionsthan any other genre except vaudeville blues. Nearly 50 African-American singers and musicians appeared on commercial hillbilly records between those years because the music was not a white agrarian tradition, but a fluid phenomenon passed back and forth between the races.  Black and white musicians often played the same barn dances even in the Deep South.

DeFord Bailey with a megaphone strapped to his harmonica at the WSM microphone.  He was a founding member of the Grand Ol' Opry and the last until Charley Pride.

But by the early 1930’s recording companieswere splitting their record labels and marketing into white hillbilly music and “race music.”  Only occasionally on the vaudeville stage were a handful of African-Americans allowed to perform with white acts as comic relief and usually adopting minstrel show stereotypesand even blackface.  DeFord Bailey was the only performer from the cross-fertilization period to finally allowed to join the early WSMGrand Ol’ Opry. But Bailey’s race was mostly hidden from his radio audience, and when he did go on tour with the Opry, he was forced to find separate accommodations in a segregated South. “He was a mascot—he was very much treated paternalistically,” Huber said. Bailey was fired unceremoniously in 1941 and spent the rest of his life shining shoes

As hillbilly music, cowboy music, and western swing blended together in post-World War II America as country music it was as whites only as a Mississippi drinking fountain or lunch counter.

Ray Charles' Modern Sounds in Country and Western Music was a smash hit on the Country, R&B, and pop charts, but it was an anomaly. 

Rhythm & Blues (R&B) star Ray Charles first breachedthe wall in 1962 with his phenomenally popular Modern Sounds in Country and Western Music which included his hit I Can’t Stop Loving You.   Not only did he top the R&B and Country Chartsbut also crossed over to pop chart success.  The album was so successful that it helped boost all of country music to a mainstream audience. Charles went on to make a follow-up Vol. II, but afterwards turned from country music to play bluesy jazz and soul music and to take a career hiatus while he battled heroin addiction.

That was the world Charlie Pride found himself in when he tried to break into country music in the mid-1960

Pride was born on March 18, 1934, in Sledge, Mississippi, the fourth of eleven children of poor sharecroppers.  He came by his love of country music because it was all he heard on the radio.  By his teens he was noodling around on an old guitar and trying to imitate the twang of his heroes like Roy Acuff, Hank Williams, and Ernest Tubbs.  

A baseball card from Charley Pride's time with the Memphis Red Sox of the Negro American League.

But his dream was to follow his older brother into baseball.  In 1952, he pitched for the Memphis Red Sox of the Negro American League. In 1953, he signed a contract with the Boise Yankees, the Class C farm team of the New York Yankees. During that season, an injurycaused him to lose the mustard on his fastball, and he was sent to the Yankees' Class D team in Fond du Lac, Wisconsin.  His career was interrupted when he was drafted into the Army in 1956. After basic training, he was stationed at Fort Carson, Colorado, where he was a quartermaster and played baseball team which won the All Army championship. When discharged in 1958, he rejoined the Memphis Red Sox.  As a Negro League player he was a two-time All Star and tried out with the Major League Angels and Mets in the early ‘60s but failed to make either team.

He was out of baseball and working construction in Helena, Montana when he was recruited to play for the semi-pro East Helena Smelterites where most of his earnings were from a job reserved for players at local Asarco lead smelter.  That was grueling, hot work and exposed him to all of the hazards of toxic lead.  But his seemingly dead-end baseball career open a door to another possibility when Pride’s manager heard him singing in the locker room and hired him to sing for 15 minutes before home games.  He was paid $10 for each performance, the same as he was paid to play.  Soon he was playing around Montana covering country music favorites with his rich baritone voice and authentic twang.

Before he even left Montana Price was trying to get Nashville interested in his music.  He was encouraged by some important singers like Red Sovine and Red Foley,  But in several trips there he found doors shut in his Black face at record labels.  Finally guitar legend and producer/executive Chet Atkins submitted a demo tape to the company without identifying him as Black.  The label signed him in 1966 and he released his is first two singles with little fanfareor support but they got behind the third, Just Between You and Me, received the full support of the label’s A&R team.  Copies were brought to disc jockeys with promotional brochures calling the artist Country Charlie Pride but the customary photo was omitted, as was any mention of Price’s race.  The song reached #9 on Hot Country Songs list in 1967 and was nominated for the Song the of Year Grammy the next year.

Charley Pride in the 1960s.  His first singles were sent to DJs without promo photos like this.

Pride race was not a total secret.  He and a back-up combo had played club dates in Montana, Tennessee, and Texas, but most radio listeners and record buyers were still unaware.  He had a hard time booking major venues or joining packaged tours of country star until he got a shot at a show at Olympia Stadium in Detroit. The Motor City was the home of a large Appalachian diaspora community attracted by the auto industry and World War II Defense plants.  Since no biographical information had been included with his singles, few of the 10,000 country fans who came to the show knew Pride was Black until he walked out on the and only discovered the fact when he walked onto the stage.  Enthusiastic audience applause trickled off to silence Pride later remembered. “I told the audience, ‘Friends, I realize it’s a little unique, me coming out here—with a permanent suntan—to sing country and western to you. But that’s the way it is."  His strong show won them over.

About the same time after 10 years in Montana, Pride moved his family to Texas where he could more effectively pursue his career.  Not moving to Nashville was intentional.

He never became involved in the Civil Rights Movement or made political statements, which helped the country audience eventually accept him as a “good Negro.” He was criticized for this by some Black leaders, but it was the only way his career could thrive.  Even so some of his appearances in the Deep South drew protests and occasional threats.  The public support of some of the biggest names in the business like Johnny Cash gave him some protection.

Pride’s career really took off with several singles charting over the next few years, his albums selling well, and he was booked on national TV shows.  In 1967, he became the first Black performer to appear at the Grand Ol’ Opry since founding member DeFord Bailey, who had last appeared in 1941—but he was not invited to officially join the Opry until 1993,

Between 1969 and 1971, Pride had eight singles that reached #1 on the US Country Hit Parade and also charted on the Billboard Hot 100 culminating in his 1971 crossover hit Kiss an Angel Good Mornin’ which became his signature tune and most honored song.  In 1969, his compilation album, The Best of Charley Pride, sold more than one million copies, and was awarded a Gold Record. Elvis Presleywas the only artist who sold more records than Pride for RCA Victor. 

He continued to chart hits through the ‘70s and early 80s.  Eventually, like most other older country stars he was banished by the new tightly formatted country radio stations that favored hot younger acts with a rock-influenced style.  But a loyal fan base continued to attend Pride’s concerts.

In the first two decades of the 21st CenturyPride was re-discovered by young country artists.  While the genre remained white dominated, he paved the way for Darius Rucker, the formerfront man of the pop group Hootie & the Blowfish and now a handful of new artists including Mickey Guytonr, Rhiannon Giddens, and even rapper Lil Nas X.  He was also showered with career capping honors.

Today we will turn to Charlie Pride’s title song from his 1970 RCA Victor album Christmas in My Home Town.

People Look East—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

13 December 2020 at 10:32

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                            People Look East, an Advent carol sung by the Houston Chamber Choir.

Today is the Third Sunday in Advent and past time to share a true Advent Carol.  As you might recall churches that honor the liturgical calendar traditionally did not sing Christmas hymns and carols until Christmas Eve and continued singing them until the Feast of the Epiphany.  The Advent season had its own songs, the best known of which is O Come O Come Emanuel.  In practice many American churches blur the distinction these days.

Each Christian denomination has its own selection of Advent carols in their hymnals, some widely shared with others, some unique and tailored to the sect’s particular Christology or theology.

British poet and writer Eleanor Farjeon wrote the words for People Look East.

Among the loveliest is People Look East. The lyrics were written by London poet/writer Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) best known for her text to the Irish tune Bunessan, and Morning Has Broken which became a pop hit for Cat Stevens as well as children’s poems.   Originally titled Carol of Advent, it appeared in the Oxford Book of Carols in 1928 as a “Modern text written or adapted to a traditional tune.  The tune was Besançon, a spritely French carol or dance melody from the Franche-Comté region.  Its popularity grew when it was included in the annual Festival of Nine Lessons and Carolsat King's College, Cambridge which was broadcast nationally by the BBC.


It took a while to catch on in the U.S.  Neither the 1948 or 1981 editions of the Episcopal Hymnal included it.  It has since become a favorite of choir directors especially among High Church Anglicans and Lutherans but has also made it into the Unitarian Universalist Singing the Living Tradition. 

The Houston Chamber Choir with musical director Robert Simpson.

Today’s version was featured by the impressive Houston Chamber Choir under the direction of Robert Simpson in their 2013 Christmas concert.

Le Canta a la Virgen de Guadalupe—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

12 December 2020 at 18:00
                                             Le Canta a la Virgen de Guadalupe sung by Beatriz Adriana. Note a rare Holiday two-fer today! Today is the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe, Queen of Mexico and Empress of the Americas, Patroness of the Americas, and most recently Patroness of the Unborn.   An image of her preserved on cloth in a Mexico City Basilica is the object of almost universal adoration in Mexico and among the large Mexican diaspora in the United States.   She has been called the “rubber band which binds this disparate nation into a whole.”   Mexican literary icons have attested to her importance.   Carlos Fuentes said that “you cannot truly be considered a Mexican unless you be...

Candlelight The Maccabeats—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

12 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                            Candlelight by The Maccabeats.

One more for Hanukkah!  This might be the most popular contemporary Hanukkah song with over 15 million YouTube views since it was released 20 years ago by The Maccabeats.  It has since become a mainstay in Jewish religious education and music classes for its hip retelling of the Maccabean rebellion against the Greeks and the customs surrounding the observanceof the Miracle of the Temple Lamp.

A hip retelling if the story of the Maccbees who whooped Seleucid Greek ass and reconquered Jerusalem after a long, bloody war.  Hanukkah celebrates the miracle of the Temple Lamp burning for eight days although only one day's worth of ritually purified oil was on hand.

Candlelight was the first of what became annual holiday videos by The Maccabeats, then students at the Orthodox Yeshiva University in New York City.  The 14 member a cappella group was organized by Julian (Chaim) Horowitz in 2007.  By 2010 the were in the university’s graduate school when they released their first CD, Voices from the Heights which was underwritten by a grant from the school.  The album initially sold only 5,000 copies but their Hanukkah video attracted two million hits in its first ten days.  The group was invited to sing at both the Israeli Knesset and twice at Barack Obama’s White House.

Now all graduated, members married, started secular careers, and movedall over the country but they continue to meet virtually weekly to rehearse and record.  A quartetof the members makes personal appearances

In 2015 they released an EP collection of their first five Hanukkah songs, A Maccabeats Hanukkah

All 14 members of the Orthodox Jewish  a capella group The Maccabeats. 

Candlelight is a parody of Mike Tompkins’ a cappella music video for Taio Cruz’s Dynamite.  The video was directed by fellow Yeshiva student Uri Westrich who left medical schoolto pursue a career in filmmaking and continues to direct all of The Maccabeats’ videos. 

Hanukkah’s Flame by Woody Guthrie—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

11 December 2020 at 08:00

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                        Hanukkah's Flame by Woody Guthrie performed by Nefesh Mountain.
 

Today’s Hanukkah song may come to a surprise to many.  It was pennedby a non-Jewish OkieWoody Guthrie, the American folk music icon and radical activist.

When Nazi Germany invaded the USSR Guthrie and the other members of the loose collaboration of musicians known as the Almanac Singers had to pivot on a dime and abandon their earlier anti-war pacifism and become anti-fascist/anti-Nazi.  In songs like The Good Ruben James about an American freighter torpedoed and sunk by a U-boat Guthrie and his pals tried to whip up public sentiment to enterthe war. 

When the U.S. finally did get in the fight after the attack on Pearl Harbor Guthrie joined the Merchant Marine with Almanac pals Cisco Huston and Jim Longhi.  He shipped out in trans-Atlantic convoys during the Battle of the Atlantic until the government yanked his seaman’s papers for being a “premature anti-fascist” and probable Communist. 

Woody Guthrie in his Army fatigues in 1945.  The rebellious Okie was not a very good soldier.

Beached he was drafted into the Army in 1945.  Entering the service late in the war as an over-age private, Guthrie never got overseasand his deep natural anti-authoritarian streak made him a bad soldier.  He spent most of his time on KP. 

But he did make it back to New York from time to time on leave.  He had divorcedhis first wife Mary Etta Jennings and soon took up with Marjorie Mazia, the former principal dancer in Martha Graham’s famous troupe and a dance teacher.  They already had their first child together, Cathy, in 1943.  The couple wed on one of those leaves in 1945. 

                        Woody and Marjorie--a happy couple in Coney Island.

Marjorie was Jewish and the couple settled in Coney Island, a working class neighborhood around the famous amusement park.  Guthrie became entranced with her religion and traditions learning from and collaborating with his mother-in-law, the Yiddish poet Aliza Greenblatt and also enjoyed playing on neighborhood stoops for the Jewish, Italian, and other immigrant children.

During this time he wrote several poems or song lyrics inspired by Judaism in his voluminous notebooks.  Among them was Hanukkah’s Flame.  It is unclear what melody Guthrie intended for the song, or if he ever performed it even for the local children. 

Nefesh Mountian--Old Timey music with a Jewish twist.

Years after her father’s death Nora Guthrie, Marjorie’s daughter and Arlo’s sisterbegan to curate Woody’s notebooks and launched a project to give the unpublishedsongs in them new life by asking contemporary musicians to put them to original music in a wide variety of genre.  Music for Hanukkah’s Flame was written by Frank Londonand recorded Nefesh Mountain, a bluegrass and old-time band with a Jewish perspective at the Chapel at Beth Elohim in Park Slope Brooklyn with founders, and husband and wife, Eric Lindberg and Doni Zasloff, with Alan Grubner on violinand Tim Kiah on bass.

Hanukkah Songs—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

10 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                            Yiddish Hanukkah songs from Israel.

Hanukkah begins tonight with the lighting of the first candle on the Menorah at sundown.  This is the celebration of the miracle of light that occurred when Judah Maccabeeliberated the Temple in Jerusalem but only had enough purified oil to burn one night.  But the oil was enough to light the Menorah for 8 days until more could be ritually purified.  It is a joyful celebration of liberation and of enduring through dark and dangerous times.  It is primarily observed privately over eight days in Jewish homes rather than being a synagogue ritual.  It is especially treasured because it persisted through the darkest hours of the Holocaust and was even kept secretly in Nazi death camps.


This year this coincides with Human Rights Day, a United Nations celebration commemorating the adoption and proclamation, of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights (UDHR) on this date of that charter which was shepherded to adoption by former U.S. First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt.  The declaration was deeply influenced by the horror of the Holocaust.

For years American Jews swamp upstreamagainst the torrent of Christmas music this time of year.  Only the children’s song about a traditional gambling game, Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel was commonly played.  That is what encouraged comedian Adam Sandler to write and perform The Chanukah Song on Saturday Night Live in 1994.  Since then a number of artists, including American singer/song writers and Israeli ensembles have added new music.  

                                                           

Today we will begin with a selection taken from the album Hanukkah Songs—a comprehensive collection of Hanukkah songs including songs in Hebrew, English and Yiddish featuring traditional and folk performances by leading artists from Israel.

Happy Holiday—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

9 December 2020 at 13:17

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                                            Irving Berlin's Happy Holiday by Peggy Lee.
 

Hanukah, which begins at sunset tomorrow night, reminds us why many folks use Happy Holidays or Season’s Greetings as an alternative greeting this time of year when there are multiple holidays celebratedby different faiths.  And until not so very long ago folks were just fine with that.  Then came the ludicrous and entirely mythical War on Christmas which was cooked up by right wing propagandists as a hand grenade to be lobbed at Jews, secularists, and liberalsto rally conservative Evangelicalsand Catholics to a real culture war.  Now enraged guys in MAGA hats are out screaming at harried retail clerks, filling newspaper letters to the editor columns with vitriol, and of course trolling social media.  So much for the season of Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men.

Happy Holiday was the opening number of the Irving Berlin movie musical Holiday Inn 

Irving Berlin penned the song Happy Holiday for the 1942 Paramount musical Holiday Inn staring starring Bing Crosby and Fred Astaire, with Marjorie Reynolds, and Virginia Dale.  It was a frothy confection thin on plot but featuring a dozen of Berlin’s holiday themed songs including the introduction of the secular classic White Christmas and Easter Parade.  The song Happy Holiday commonly regarded as a Christmas song, was performed as the movie’s opening number on New Year’s Eve, and expressed a wish to enjoy “happy holidays” throughout the entire year.  Recorded many times by various artists it was called the plural Happy Holidays as often as not.

It is unclear if Berlin, a very secular Jew married to a Catholic woman, had a broader sense of holiday inclusion when he wrote the song.  But many have embraced Happy Holidays as a cheerfully inclusive seasonal song.

But it wasn’t until the mid-1950s that the song became a staple of holiday albums.  Jo Stafford was the first to release it on a Christmas album in 1955.  In 1963 Andy Williams sang it in a medley with The Holiday Season Kay Thompson on his album and it has become an oft-played staple of specialty Christmas radio.

Peggy Lee's Happy Holiday album cover as re-mastered for stereo.

Two years later sultry jazz chanteuse Peggy Lee included it as Happy Holliday on her album of the same name.  It became her seasonal signature song and was repackaged on several other albums.  The version we are sharing today features a charming animation that is currently making the rounds.


Wishing you all Happy Holidays plural!

Groups Call on the McHenry County Board to End ICE Contract

8 December 2020 at 12:38

 New McHenry County Board Chair Mike Buehler and Board members Board Members—Republican Tracie Von Bergen and Democrats Jessica Phillips, Theresa Meshes,  and Tanya Jindrich  will soon  have to considering ending the County Jail contract with ICE.
 

Yesterday new McHenry County Board MembersRepublican Tracie Von Bergen and Democrats Jessica Phillips, Theresa Meshes,  and Tanya Jindrich  as well as new Board Chair Mike Buehler were sworn into office at a special meeting in Woodstock.  The new Board will soon take up deferred considerationof ending the contract to use the top floor of the County Jail as Federal immigrant detention center.  Buehler has not yet tipped his hand on his attitudeon the issue but the addition of the new Democrats and another to be appointed to fill out the term of Suzanne Ness who was elected to the Illinois General Assembly the Board will have more friendly ears on the subject.

In addition the death of Chuck Wheeler, the Board’s most voracious critic of ending the contract, will give Buehler the opportunity to appoint a replacement.  Will he appoint a moderate, as he painted himself in his campaign, or will he bow to local Republican leadership which is firmly in the hands of right-wing ideologues and Trumpists.  Pending that appointment there may be a few Republicans who might be open to ending the contract on fiscal but not moral grounds.

Members of many of the signatory groups participated in rally at the McHenry County Jail on December 4 to demand an end to the ICE contract.  Another event is scheduled there on Thursday, December 17 from 8:30-9:30 am.

A coalition of social justice, Latino, and racial justice groups joined together to issue an appeal to the new Board.  The Tree of Life Unitarian Universalist Congregation Social Justice Team was proud to be a signatory.  The following press release  discussed the message to the Board.

Supporters and organizations have come together to form a coalition to demand that you, the McHenry County board, cancel the contract with ICE.  Immigrant organizations are leading this fight and together we will all work tirelessly to continue to create awareness in our community and beyond.

From our Immigrant organizers: Nosotros rechazamos la expansión de la migra en nuestro estado. Sabemos que la migra existe para perfilarnos, acosarnos y dividirnos de nuestras familias con un presupuesto exagerado y una historia malévola y racista tanto aquí como en la frontera.  A la vez ha sido muy lucrativa para la migra y sus subcontratistas que forman para de un sistema que se aprovecha tanto de nuestra labor como de nuestra detención. Immigrants are not for sale!  Es nuestro derecho y nosotros lo merecemos.

We believe that immigrants are deserving of the same human rights we are all entitled to. We should not let borders stand between us and compassion. In a country founded on immigration and the conquest of foreign land, it is hypocritical of us to decide who deserves dignity based on the origins of birth. In the land of freedom and opportunity we should be understanding of those who want to seek a better life. The crimes committed against individuals by caging, separating and restricting the mobility of another are ones that come at the expense of our own humanity.

Our country claims to pride itself on diversity, inclusion and strives for equity, yet the actions of ICE are in direct contradiction of those values and our beliefs as community members of this society.

The actions of ICE are deplorable and morally reprehensible both locally and nationwide. Some people are still unaware that McHenry County has housed an ICE facility for 16 years in our community of Woodstock, Illinois. Immigrants from all over the Chicagoland area and throughout our nation are sent here to be incarcerated.

We are all descendants of immigrants, and as immigrants it is our obligation to help improve the quality of life for all. Instead of creating family separation and upholding systemic oppression and human rights violations, we can help people navigate the systems of this country in order for them to thrive and continue to be active members of society. We believe that we should treat asylum seekers with dignity and respect.

We can no longer be complicit in detaining immigrants at the cost of community values putting profit over people. We have witnessed the atrocities that ICE partakes in at the national level and refuse to have this type of violence. 

Immigrants are not for sale!  We will not rest until the contract is cancelled.

Federación de Migrantes Unidos por Veracruz

Solidaridad de Dupage/Centro de Trabajadores Casa DuPage

Coalición de Migrantes Mexicanos

Federación Hidalguense en Illinois y Medio Oriente

Immigrant Solidarity Dupage

Standing Up Against Racism- Woodstock

Elgin in Solidarity with Black Lives Matter

Activists for Racial Equity (Crystal Lake)

Elgin Coalition for Immigrant Rights

Tree of Life UU Congregation Social Justice Team

Occupy Elgin

Fox Valley Citizens for Peace and Justice


Jingle Bells—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

8 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                                     Diana Krall recording Jingle Bells.

Today we delve into the category of Christmas songs that really aren’tJingle Bells never mentions Christmas and was nevermeant to be associatedwith the holiday at all.  Yet it has become the most oft-recorded secular seasonal songbecause its catchy, bouncy melody is easily adaptable to almost any musical style.  Also because it is in the public domain and thus a cheap addition to any holiday album.

The song’s origins stretch back more than 150 years. James Lord Pierpont was the prodigal younger son of the Rev. John Pierpont, a close associate of William Ellery Channing and an influential figure in the founding of American Unitarianismwho latter rose to prominence as an ardentabolitionist . AmongJames’s siblings were John Jr.,another future Unitariancleric and a sister, Juliet, who became the mother of arch capitalist J.P. Morgan.

                      James Lord Pierpont.

The artistically inclinedyoung James was the preverbal preacher’s son—restless with restrictions at home, rebellious, and often in trouble. Born in 1822, he ran away to sea at the age of 14 aboard the clipper ship Shark. Another rebellious Unitarian lad of the same period was Richard Henry Dana, whose account of misery at sea in his book Two Years Before the Mast that shocked the sensibilitiesof mercantile New England.

Returning to New England he married and fathered three children while casting about in a series of failed business ventures. Lured to California by the Gold Rush of 1849 he thought to strike it rich not by mininghimself, but by taking tin types of the newly rich prospectors. But like his other ventures, his San Francisco photography shop ended in failure.


The historic Savannah Unitarian Church, the largest in the South, where James Pierpont's brother was the minister and where he was employed as the organist.  The church posts it claim on Jingle Bells on the historical marker out front.


After his first wife died in 1853 he took his young family to join his brother, the Rev. John Pierpont, Jr., minister of the Unitarian Church in Savannah, Georgia, which was the largest Unitarian congregation in the South.  He took up residence and earned a modest living as organist in his brother’s church. Eventually he also set himself up in business selling house paint, varnish, wallpaper, window glass, and art supplies.  In 1857 he married the daughter of a prominent Savannah civic leader who would go on to serve as the city’s Civil War mayor.

Sometime during those years, restless as ever and lonesome for his lost New England childhood, he penned a song he called The One Horse Open Sleigh.  He may have drawn as inspiration a sleighing party that he had rapturously reported to his mother in an 1832 letter.

This popular Currier & Ives print embodied the fun and romance of New England winter sleighing, although this couple was pulled by a pair of horses and their tails have not been bobbed.

In snow bound New England the sleigh was both a necessary form of transportationand a winter diversion. There was a whole genre of sleighing songs. The best known today, Over the River and Through the Woods is associated with that quiescently New England holiday, Thanksgiving.  But it accounted a family expedition in a large, multi-passenger sled of the sort often pulled by a team. Pierpont's song was about a cutter, a fast two seat light sleigh often pulled by a thoroughbred trotter. It is a courtship song, with a young man out to impress Miss Fanny Bright with his speed and daring until he miscalculates the depthof a drift and the sleigh becomes “up sot.”

The song may have mystified his brother’s Southern parishioners, but James mailed copies home and it was sung in Medford, Massachusetts at Thanksgiving parties sometime in the mid 1850’s. This would lead to a later spurious claim that the song had been written there.

James copyrighted and publishedthe song in 1857. Two years later it was issued in a new edition as Jingle Bells or the One Horse Open Sleigh. Within a decade it was a popular American parlor sing-a-long favorite, linked in the public’s mind with the colorful Currier & Ives prints of sleighing scenes that adorned many homes.  It was considered a winter song, but not a Christmas one.

Unfortunately, James never profited much from royalties from the song. 

Dark clouds were gathering that would change his life forever.  As  the  passions  stirred  by  the  1860 presidential election grew heated brother John,  an  abolitionist  like his  father,  was  forced to give up his pulpit and return to the North costing James his job  at  church.  James remained in Savannah, now an ardent supporter of the Southern cause.  After war broke out the combination of a war economy and the increasingly effective blockade of Southern ports destroyed James’s shaky business venture.

At the age of 40 he enlisted as a clerk in the First Georgia Battalion, which became a part of the 5th Georgia Cavalry. Although he was a gentleman with connections to a leading aristocratic family, James never rose above the rank of private. He remained in the Confederate Army for the duration of the war, although his rear echelon unit saw little action, mostly patrolling in defense of railroad lines and later scouting Yankee positions during the Atlanta campaign.  His greatest contribution to the Confederate war effort came as the composer of patriotic songs including We Conquer or Die, Our Battle Flag, and Strike for the South.   Meanwhile his father and brother served as chaplains in the Union Army.

After the war there were hard times in the South and James and his family shared in them. Eventually he found a niche as professor of musicat Quitman Academy. He spent his last years in Florida at his son’s home in Winter Haven before dying in 1893.

Jingle Bells may not have been his only contribution to seasonal music. According to the 1994 book American Christmas by Jim Harrison, “For many years Martin Luther was credited with writing one of the best loved Christmas songs, Away in a Manger .. .but history now has evidence to dispute his authorship. An American, James Pierpont, is currently believed to be the author.” UUA historian Peter Hughes doubted the claim, however. Although the song is undoubtedly American dating from some time in the 1880’s, its origins are murky, probably Lutheran although the lyrics were first published as a poem in a Universalist periodical.

Sleigh bells are featured in many recordings of Jingle Bells.

Away in a Manger aside, James Pierpont’s claim on our seasonal culture is indisputable.  By the early 20th Century, as the automobile was replacing the horse, Jingle Bells was being melded into the general sentimentality of the Christmas season. In the days before the explosion of popular secular holiday songs like White Christmas, I’ll Be Home for Christmas, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, and The Christmas Song, it provided a much needed non­ religious song suitable for performance in public schools and in mixed gatherings. The simple, lively tune was easy to sing and easy to adapt to a host of musical styles. It has become an indisputable Christmas classic.

Diana Krall is a contemporary jazz pianist and vocalist with pop appeal.

There are so many versions of Jingle Bells in so many styles that it is difficult to pick one.  This year let’s go with some sleek, modern jazz   courtesy of this 2005 Verve recording session featuring Diana Krall and a swinging studio band.         

 

Mele Kalikimaka—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

7 December 2020 at 10:49

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                                                    Mele Kalikimaka by Bing Crosby and the Anderson Sisters.

Seventy-nine years ago today the Japaneselaunched their devastating surprise attack on Pearl Harbor thrusting the United States into a bloody worldwide conflagration and forever altering the lives and destinies of millions.  It also cast a somber pall over Christmas festivities getting underway stateside, but how, exactly, do we find inspiration for a Winter Holiday Music Festival post?.  The answerHawaiian music!

World War II Gobs paid good money to pose with "hula girls" at Honolulu storefront photo studios.

Millions of GI’s, sailors, and airmen were either based in the Islands or stopped there on their way toor from the theaters of operationsin the Pacific and Asia.  Most had enough time in paradise to come home with souvenirscarved coconuts, paper leis, flowery shirtshula girl tattoos, and maybe a doseof VD picked up in Honolulu’s infamous brothels which were much grittier than the one depicted by James Jones in From Here to Eternity. And, of course, they came home with memories of and affection for Hawaiian music.

Traditional Hawaiian Polynesian musicians with gourd drums and rhythm sticks.

The Hawaiians, of course had traditional music before Captain Cookdiscovered” the islands.  They shared a Polynesian traditions of drums, other percussion instruments like striking sticks and rattles, simple flutes, and conch shell trumpets accompanying chants and dances.  Visiting sailors, mostly whalers, introduced some Western music and instruments in the early 19th Century

The Hawaiian royal family was deeply interested in music and fostered the importation of European classical and band music into the cultureKing Kamehameha V (1863-’72) secured the services of Prussian military bandleader, Henri Berger from Kaiser Wilhelm I to instruct the royal family and train native musicians and also formed the Kings Own Band, now the Royal Hawaiian Band under the direction of William Mersberg, from Weimar.  Liliʻuokalani was the lastQueen of Hawaii before the Hawaiian monarchy was overthrown was an apt pupil of Berger and a prolific composer.  Among her works was the most universally recognized Hawaiian song, now a virtual unofficial anthem,  Aloha ‘Oe.

Liliʻuokalani, last Queen of Hawaii, composed  Aloha ‘Oe in 1878 while she was still a princess.

Guitars were likely introduced on the islands by Mexican vaqueros, brought there by King Kamehameha III in 1832 in order to teach the natives how to control an overpopulation of cattle.  Portuguese  sailors  introduced the called the braguinha, a small, four-stringed of the cavaquinho and the precursor of  the `ukulele. In 1879 ship called the Ravenscrag arrived in Honolulu bringing Portuguese field workersfrom Madeira. Legend has it that one of the men, João Fernandes, later a popular musician, tried to impress the Hawaiians by playing folk music with a friend’s braguinha; it is also said that the Hawaiians called the instrument `ukulele (jumping flea) in reference to the man’s swift fingers.

Steel-string guitars also arrived with the Portuguese in the 1860s and slack-key style had spread across the chain by the late 1880s. Slack-key was a uniquely Hawaiian style of tuning a steel-strung guitar They re-tuned the instruments to sound a chord—now  called open tuning—and played not with a flat pick, but plucking the strings.   Together the new guitar style and the `ukulele were central to the development of a unique new Hawaiian music. 

In 1904, Joseph Kekuku, inventor of the Hawaiian steel guitar, left Hawaii to perform on the American West Coast. Newspaper critics called him the “world’s greatest guitar soloist.”

About 1889 Joseph Kekuku began sliding a piece of steel across the strings of a guitar inventing steel guitar (kikakila) about the same time, traditional Hawaiian music with English lyrics became popular.  From about 1895 to 1915, Hawaiian music dance bandsbecame in demand. Typically string quintets they were influenced by Ragtime rhythms  and English words were commonly used in the lyrics. This type of Hawaiian music was called hapa haolehalf whitemusic.  In 1903, Albert “Sonny” Cunha composed My Waikiki Mermaid, the first popular hapa haole song.

The Victor recorded their first Hawaiian sessions, twenty songs in all, in 1906 in Honolulu and Hawaiian bands were introducing the music to California.  A Broadway show, Bird of Paradise introduced Hawaiian music to many Americans in 1912 and the Panama–Pacific International Exposition in San Francisco followed in 1915. Just one year later, Hawaiian music sold more recordings than any other style in the country.  Hawaiian acts by both natives and American performers were a staple of the Vaudeville stage until it ultimate demise.


                                                An advertisement promoting Victor's Hawaiian records.

The influence of Hawaiian instruments would be even greater in American music.  Mississipi Delta blues men were quick to adopt the slide guitar style and from them it was picked up by early “hillbilly” recording artists.  The steel guitar and dobro resonator guitars played with a slide became a defining sound of emerging country music in the 1930’s and later western swing.  The slide steel was first electrified and then adapted into the modern steel pedal guitar.

The easy-to-play uke became a fad instrument of the Roaring Twenties symbolized by Harold Teen and Joe College in the raccoon coats, bell bottom pants, and porkpie hatsAmateur ukulele bands similar to earlier mandolin bands became popular.  Cliff Edwards a/k/s Ukulele Ike was a singer and actor, who enjoyed considerable popularity in the 1920s and early 1930s, with jazzy renditions of pop standards and novelty tunes on the instrument along with his high tenor and falsetto voice.  He is best remembered now as the voice of Jiminy Cricket in Walt Disney’s Pinocchio.  Other noted uke players have included Arthur Godfrey and Tiny Tim. 

For some years the ukulele came to be considered a toy instrument for childrenbut has lately had a resurgence of popularity largely due to social media posts.

During World War II all of those Americans on the islands got a big dose of a mature, thriving, and unique Hawaiian music scene.  But they did not hear the song we are featuring today.  Instead Mele Kalikimaka was a product of the post-war years when new, powerful land-based commercial air craftlike the four engine Constellations made the islands quickly available to mainlanders at affordable prices.  Many ex-GIs were among those who brought their wives and families to a now bustling tourist destination.

R. Alexander Anderson, composer of Mele Kalikimaka and other Hawaiian Hapa haole standards.

Mele Kalikimaka was written in 1949 by Robert Alexander Anderson, a Hawaiian-born former World War I Army pilot, a successful businessman,  and the composer of many Hapa haole songs.  One of his employees casually wondered why there were no Hawaiian Christmas songs, “they take all the hymns and they put Hawaiian words to the hymns, but there's no original melody.”    Anderson set about correcting that.  He had good connections with several Hollywood figures who spent time on the Islands and was a friend and golfing partnerof Bing Crosby.  Crosby was so taken with the song he recorded it in 1950 with the Andrews Sister and sent a copy of the 78rpm single to Anderson as a surprise.  The song was popular and successful after Crosby crooned it on his annual Christmas radio broadcast.  It was also included on Crosby’s classic 1955 compilation album Merry Christmas guarantying a place for it in the Holliday canon.

The Decca single of Mele Kalikimaka by Bing Crosby with the Anderson Sisters.

The song has been covered many times including versions by Hawaiian-born Bette Midler and Hawaiian music superstar Don Ho. It has also been used in several films including L.A. Confidential, Catch Me If You Can, and National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation. 

First Church Crystal Lake to Host Compassion for Campers this Tuesday

6 December 2020 at 18:00
First Church Crystal Lake will host Compassion for campers on December 8 . Compassion for Campers , the program that provides supplies and gear for the McHenry County homeless who have no steady shelter, will hold its next indoor distributionat First Church Crystal Lake at 236 West Crystal Lake Avenue on Tuesday, December 8 from 3:30 to 5 pm.  Compassion for Campers is rising to the challengespresented by the latest Coronavirus mitigation orders while making sure the unhoused are served. Homeless clients at the November 24 Compassion for Campers distribution at Warp Corps in Woodstock Clients will be Covid-19 screenedwith a temperature check and standard screening questions.  No one failingthe test will be turned away but we will ask w...

Jolly Old St. Nicholas—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

6 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                                        Jolly Old St. Nicholas by the Ames Brothers.

This is St. Nicholas Day, a day when children in the Netherlands and across much of Northern Europe awake to find their stockings or shoes filled with candy, nuts, oranges, and small toys left behind in the night by the sanctified Bishop.  It is also still observed in some American families, though the practice seems to be fading.  Our three daughters always found their stockings filled until they were adults.  It is also a good day to trot out Jolly Old St. Nicholas, America’soldest secular Christmas song—if you discount Jingle Bells which was not intended to be linked to the holiday.

A traditional Catholic Feast Day in the West, it celebrates the day Nikolaos of Myra, the Greek Bishop of Myra in Asia Minor died in 346.  He is one of the most important Saints in the Orthodox traditionas well and is venerated in Greece and especially in Russiawhere he is the national patron.

                                St. Nicholas in a traditional Byzantine Orthodox icon.

But in the West Nicholas was celebrated as a patron of children and gradually morphed into the lanky, bearded Bishop in a red miter or cowl dolling out the goodies.  In America he was ultimately transformed into Santa Claus with a workshop full of elves at the North Pole, a jolly cookie baking wife, and a sleigh pulled by flying reindeer.  And he makes his rounds on Christmas Eve, not on the Feast of St. Nicholas.  Quite a transformation.

St. Nicholas came to North America with the Dutch settlers of New York and the Hudson Valley.  He was alien to the rest of the colonies, especially in New England which frowned of Christmas and all things smacking of Bishops, Saints, and Popery.

By the post-Revolutionary era he had passed on to English residents of New York.  Washington Irving, who preserved the old Dutch folk tales—and made more than a few up himself—noted that at some point prior to the 1820’s, St. Nicholas had shifted his gift giving to Christmas in areas of the Hudson Valley.

In 1823 a newspaper in Troy, New York published an anonymous poem titled A Visit from St. Nicholas that was later attributed to Clement Clark Moore.  Within years it was being re-printed annually in newspapers across the United States.  In the poem, Moore invented many of the “traditions” associated with St. Nicholas’s visit on Christmas Eve, including his reindeer and sleigh transport and a physical description of the jolly old elf that strips him of his Bishop’s regalia, dresses him in fur, and transforms him from a tall, regal figure to a rotund, bearded little man.

This new character was called Santa Claus,derived from the Dutch Sinterklassregionally, but remained better known as St. Nicholas through most of the following century.  Thomas Nast’s mid-century cartoonshelped define his appearance, including the fur trimmed cap instead of the miter, top hat, or cowl depicted in earlier illustrations.  There was not much agreement on the color of his outfit, which was often pictured as brown fur trimmed in ermine or as green or blue, until the spread of cheap popular color lithography in which artists used the bishop’s red of Europe because it showed up so brilliantly.

Jolly Old St. Nicholas on a tea box circa 1880--not quite yet our Santa Claus.

Enter Emily Huntington Miller who submitted a poem called Lilly’s Secret to The Little Corporal Magazine in December 1865, just as Nast’s drawings were cementing the new vision of St. Nickand a war weary nation was eager to devote time and love to their families and children. 

In 1867 John Piersol McCaskey, a school principal and former Mayor of Lancaster, Pennsylvania adapted Miller’s words with a few changes to music.  McCaskey included the song and his songwriting claim in his 1881 book, Franklin Square Song Collection, No. 1 and noted that it had previously been published in 1874 in School Chimes, A New School Music Book compiled by hymnist James Ramsey Murray.  McCaskey, by the way, is a direct ancestor of the Chicago Bears team owners familyMake of that what you will.

By the late 19th Century the song was a parlor piano sing-along favorite and was a staple at the Christmas pageantsthat were becoming a fixture in public schools.

                             Santa by Norman Rockwell.

St. Nicholas, St. Nick, and Santa Claus were all commonly used, with St. Nicholas holding the edge until Santa Claus won out sometime around 1930 and popular magazine cover art and commercial art by the likes of Norman Rockwell and the Saturday Evening Post and Haddon Sundblomfor Coca Cola firmly fixed the modern image of the gift giver.

The song has been recorded many times beginning with Edison cylinders and early RCA discs.  Among the more notable versions were by Ray Smith in 1949, Chet Atkins in 1961, Eddy Arnold in 1962, The Chipmunks in 1963, Andy Williamsin 1995, Anne Murray in 2001, and Carole King in 2017.  Perhaps the most commonly heard version was included in the Ray Conniff Singers 1963 album We Wish You a Merry Christmas.

But today we are listening to a version by the popular quartet the Ames Brothersrecorded in 1951 on Coral RecordsSiblings Joe, Gene, Vic, and Ed hailed from Malden, Massachusetts.  Their surname at birth was  Urickand they were the sons of  were Russian Jewish immigrants from Ukraine.  During World War II the three youngest brothers and a cousin entertained at Army and Navy bases then were booked into The Fox and Hounds nightclub, one of the fanciest night clubs in Boston under the name the Amory Brothers

As their local post-war popularity grew, older brother Joe joined the group replacing the cousin.  In 1948 they signed with Decca Records in New York but could not record for a year when American Federation of Musicians (AFM) President Joe Petrillo imposed a ban on commercial recordings to improve royalty payments to musicians.  When the ban was lifted the group, renamed again as the Ames Brothers, was the first act to record on Decca’s new Coral label. 


                        The Ames Brothers in 1955--clockwise from top: Ed, Vic, Joe and Gene

They were swept into national top billing with their first hit record, Rag Mop, in January 1950.  Over the next 13 years until the group broke up, the Ames Brothers reached the charts 49 times, were featured regulars on Arthur Godfrey’s radio show, and were one of the first acts on Ed Sullivan’sTalk of the Town TV show, and frequent guests on other shows on both media.  After the group broke up Ed Ames went on to even greater fame as a solo artist with hits like Try to Remember from The Fantasticks and portraying side kick Indian Mingo on Fess Parker’s TV series Daniel Boon.

The version of Jolly Old St. Nicholas feature an orchestra directed by Marty Manning. 

Louis Armstrong Cool Yule—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

5 December 2020 at 08:00

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                                            Louis Armstrong with The Commanders, Cool Yule.

Louis Armstrong was the acknowledged King of Jazz when he laid down the track Cool Yule with a studio all-star pick-up band called The Commanders in 1953,  He had been practically present since birth as a young cornet player in New Orleans and had come North to Chicago to play with the King Oliver Band at Al Capone speakeasiesin the ‘20s then switched to trumpet to play with Fletcher Henderson. He fronted his own combos and even a Big Bandfor a while in the 30’s, became a radio star performing with pals like Bing Crosby and in the post-World War II era led the Esquire Jazz All-Stars at annual Carnegie Hall concerts.  In 1953 he was at the peak of his form.

Young Louis Armstrong with Fletcher Henderson's orchestra.

For the session the Commanders included arranger and conductor Toots Camarata; trumpeters  Billy Butterfield, Andy Ferretti, Carl Poole; trombonists Lou McGarity, Cutty Cutshall, Phil Giardina, and Jack Satterfield; trombonist; Alto and Baritone Sax player  Hymie Schertzer; Al Klink on tenor sax; pianist Bernie Leighton; guitarist Carmen Mastren;  bass player Sandy Block;  and drummer  Ed Grady.  Not as big names as Armstrong’s All-Stars, but an impressive list of solid session men.


Cool Yule was one of two Christmas songs recorded in the sessions.  The other and better known song was Benny Carter’s funky Christmas in New Orleans.  Cool Yule was written by Steve Allen.  It was later covered Bette Midler on her 2000 album of the same name and by The Brian Setzer Orchestra on their 2005 album Dig That Crazy Christmas.  The song was also featured in the 2001 film  Serendipity starring John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale.

John Prine Christmas in Prison—Murfin ’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

4 December 2020 at 12:29

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                                            Christmas in Prison by John Prine.

We lost John Prine this April, another victim of the first Coronavirus.  He was 71 and had been wracked with health problems for years but continued writing, recording, and performingalmost to the end.  His once luxuriant brown locks had receded to a thin gray brush.  His face was contorted by the removal of half a cancerous jaw.  His distinctive twangy tenor had become something of a gravely rasp.  He was often in pain and sidelined for various hospitalizationsbut was soon back on the stage and the recording studio.

He had come a long way from his days as the singing Maywood Mailman and stand-out star of the old Chicago folk music scene.  His 1971 debut self-titled album on Atlantic Records was a treasure trovememorable songs—the rollicking and irreverent Illegal Smile and Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You into Heaven Any More; the bittersweet ballads Hello in There, Paradise, and Angel From Montgomery; and the gut wrenching Sam Stone.  It was a virtuoso collection that rivaled anything Bob Dylan could put out.  Two follow up albums added more great songs to his portfolio.

                             Young John Prine.

But despite that song bag and an electrifying stage presence as a solo artist; in duets with pals like Steve Goodman, Kris Kristofferson, or Iris DeMent; or with a kick-ass band Prine never became big star with his own hit records, radio play, or stadium tours.  Other people scored hits with songs.  He was idolized by other musicians and had a devoted cult following.  Late in life some fans followed him from city to city on his tours like Deadheads.  He was too dangerous and radical for country music establishment and country radio; too country for rock & roll; and too rock for fans of laid back folk singer-songwriters.

Prine switched labels and moved to Nashville, but Asylum did not seem to know what to do with him and he grew to mistrustmajor labels for exploiting songwriters.  In 1981 he founded his own label, Oh Boy which gave him creative control but limited distribution.

He regularly released albums—live shows, compilations, collaborations some new material until Fair & Square in 2010.  Now battling two different cancers, heart disease, and a compromised immune system that made him susceptibleto pneumonia and infectious diseases he finally began to achieve the popular acclaim that has eluded him.  In 1918 album Prine’s first album of new material in 13 years, The Tree of Forgiveness became highest-charting album on the Billboard 200.

Prine in maturity/

In 2019, he recorded several tracksincluding Please Let Me Go 'Round Again which warmly confronted the end of life his final recording session.  The last song Prine recorded before he died was I Remember Everything  released on June 12, 2020 with a music video. It was released following the two-hour Tribute Celebrating John Prine aired on June 11, which featured Sturgill Simpson, Vince Gill, Jason Isbell, Kacey Musgraves, Bonnie Raitt, Rita Wilson, Eric Church, Brandi Carlileand many other country artists and friends. On the first night of the 2020 Democratic National Convention, I Remember Everything was the soundtrackto the COVID-19 memorial video.

Prine collected many honors—14 Grammy nominations, three wins, and the Lifetime Achievement Award; six wins from the Americana Music Honors & Awards;   thePEN New England Song Lyrics of Literary Excellence Award; and election to the Songwriters Hall of Fame.  And more honors may be coming—he is likely to finally enter the Country Music Hall of Fame and perhaps even the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. 

Prine 1993 Christmas album featured a picture of him as a boy on a department store Santa's lap.

Today’s Holliday Music Festival selection is Christmas in Prison, surely the most melancholy seasonal hall this side of the Pogues’ Fairytale of New York.  It first appeared on Prine's second album Diamonds in the Rough in 1972 and was also included on A John Prine Christmas in 1993, and Souvenirs in 2000.

Mariachi Sol de México Christmas Medley—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

3 December 2020 at 11:31

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                                            Mariachi Sol de México--Christmas Medley 

How about we warm up the season with a spicy Latin sound?  No, not salsa or Afro-Cuban this time, but the signature music of Western and Northern Mexico and U.S. border regions—marriachi.  The style had its roots in rural string bandsin Guadalajara but took on new vigor when introduced to urban areas and fused with the brass of military bands.  Often identified as wedding music by the mid-20th Century it became the virtual national music of Mexico.

Bands traditionally outfit themselves in elaborate charo [traditional Mexican rodeo] costumes and decorated sombreros.  Ensembles vary in size but typically include fiddles, guitars, an acoustic bass guitar called a guitarrón, and trumpets.  Accordions, harps, and other brass instruments are also sometimes included, but typically there is no percussion instrument.  Musicians trade off on the lead and singing in a signature high tenor. The bands perform a variety of stylesrancheras, corridos, cumbias, boleros, ballads, sones, pasodobles, marches, polkas, and waltzes. Most song lyrics are about machismo, love, betrayal, death, politics, revolutionary heroes, and country life.

 Mariachi Sol de México and founder José Hernández, center

Despite its name Mariachi Sol de Méxicois an American band based in Los Angeles.  It was founded in 1981 and continues to be led by José Hernándezwho came to the States with his parents from Mexicali at age 4 in 1962.  He grew up in Pico Rivera, California and began to sing at four and play trumpet in his school music program at age ten. His interest in music eventually led him to study arranging and composition at the Grove School of Music in Hollywood from 1979 to 1982.

Hernández became the leading exponent of Mariachi music in the U.S.  Mariachi Sol de Mexico tours internationally and sells records in the U.S., Mexico, and across Latin America.  His Mariachi Heritage Society, a non-profit organization has taught the music to over 7,000 young people.   He received a Grammy nomination in 2001 for the album Tequila con Limon. He has arranged and produced recordings for Vikki Carr, Jose Feliciano, and Shaila Durcal and collaborated with Selena, Luis Miguel, Linda Ronstadt, Vicente Fernández and Lola Beltrán.  He also founded Mariachi Reyna de Los Angeles, America’s first all-female professional mariachi ensemble.

Platinum selling Sol de México has broken countless barriers in mariachi music, including becoming the first mariachi ensemble to be nominated for a Grammy. Their original rhythms, fresh sounds and inspiring ideas have energized the world of mariachi for over 30 years.   They are especially noted for adapting non-traditional music to the genre including classical numbers, pop songs, and other world musical traditions.


On their 2008 album Navidad en América and in their annual concerts they display that versatility with numbers like The Nutcracker—Merry-Achi Christmas, a 12 minute adaptation of Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite.  But today we will enjoy the band’s Christmas Medley which mixes American and Mexican seasonal music—Sleigh Ride, Noche de Paz, White Christmas, and Feliz Navidad.

Etta James—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

2 December 2020 at 13:32

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                                                                        Etta James, This Time of Year (When Christmas is Near.)
     

Let’s settle in for a bluesy, soulful Christmas song.  Set down by your fire or that burning Yule log on TV, Put your feet up and pour yourself a generous glass of your favorite libation.  You are in for a treat.

Jamesetta Hawkins was born to a teen age mother and possible prostitute in Los Angeles, California on January 25, 1938.  Her mother was Black and her unknown father was White giving the child a very light complexion was she described as both a blessing and a curse.  Her childhood was very difficult.  Her mother periodically abandoned her mother and she was placed in a series of foster homes before she was placed with “Sarge” and “MamaLu James.  The couple, recognizing the girl’s natural gift at singing signed her up with the Echoes of Eden choir at St. Paul Baptist Church, in South-Central LA under the direction of James Earle Hines.  Both her choirmaster/mentor Hines and father-figure Sarge physically beat her.

In 1950 when Jamesetta was 12 Mama Lu died and her mother re-entered her life taking her to the San Francisco Fillmore District, even then an enclaveof hipsters, musicians, and viper drug culture.  Influenced by the doo-wop sound she heard on the street she formed her own girl group, the Creolettes, named for the members’ light-skinned complexions at age 14 and soon attracted the attention of the singer, DJ, and producer Johnny Otis, a pioneer of West Coast Rock and Roll and Rhythm and Blues.  Under his tutelage the Creolettes were re-named the Peachesand their lead singer became Etta James.

Their first collaboration was an answer song to Hank Ballard’s Work With Me, Annie.  Etta was given co-writer credit when Dance With Me Henry was recorded in early1955 and shot to the top of the Billboard Hot Rhythm & Blues Tracks chart that February.  That led to joining Little Richard’s national tour as the opening act.

Young Etta James recording.

After the fast start the teenage phenome charted another R&B hit, Good Rockin’ Daddy but struggled to get traction on follow-ups.  Her label, Modern, dropped her in 1960.  That turned out to be a very good thing.  She signed with Chicago-based Chess Records which open up new worlds for her.  At Chess subsidyArgo records she dueted with Harvey Fuqua scoring hits with If I Can’t Have You and Spoonful, the Willie Dixon song that became a blues classic for Howlin’ Wolf and later Cream. 

Leonard Chess reimagined James as a classic ballad singer and saloon chanteuse recording her with lush string arrangements on her Argo LP debut, At Last!  Although not a huge hit on its initial release, it has entered the musical canon as one of the greatest albums of all time.  The sultry title song became James’s signature song.  The album and its follow-up, The Second Time Around featured a wide mix of styles—jazz standards, blues, doo-wop, and smooth R&B.  James continued to expand her range of styles by adding gospel overtones on hits like Something’s Got a Hold on Me and Stop the Wedding.  She released her first live album in 1963.  In 1967 she recorded at the legendary FAME Studios in Muscle Shoals, Alabama with gutsier R&B numbers including her hit Tell Mama.   

Etta's classic album At Last!

Despite her success James fought periodic depressions and sank into pill-poppingand heroin addiction.  She did not record and seldom performed live for two years and when she struggled to return she was devastated by the death of Leonard Chess in 1969.

During her late ‘60’s absence she bounced checks, forged prescriptions, and stole from her friends.   She was arrested in 1966 for kiting bad checks, placed on probation, and ordered to pay a $500 fine. In 1969, she spent 10 days in jail for violating probation.  Her musician friends included many addicts including Ellington “Fugi” Jordan with whom she co-wrote I’d Rather Go Blind after visiting him in prison.  That year she also married another user, Artis Mills.

James had a string of legal hustles during the early 1970s due to her heroin addiction. She was in and out of rehabilitation centers. Her husband accepted responsibility when they were both arrested for heroin possession and served a 10-year prison sentence finally released in 1981.  In 1973, James was arrested for possession of heroin and the following year was sentenced to drug treatment instead of serving time in prison. While there she became addicted to methadone and would mix her doses with heroin. She was in the Tarzana Psychiatric Hospital for 17 months. After leaving treatment, however, her substance abuse continued after she developed a relationship with another addict.  In 1988, at the age of 50, James entered the Betty Ford Center, for treatment.  But in 2010, she was back in treatment for a dependency on painkillers.

In between these struggles James continued to record and perform live, but despite scoring a few mid-level R&B hits in the early ‘70s never again matched the success of her glory years with Chess.  She recorded her last Chess album in 1976 and moved to Warner Bros.  In ’78 to record a more rock based album that caught the attention of the Rolling Stones who had her open some American tour dates in ’79.  But after that promising flash, James did not record again for ten years as she battled her demons. 

She slowly began to perform live again with musicians who admired her in the 1980s  including two guest appearances at Grateful Dead concerts in as a guest on John Mayal’s Blues Breakers 1982 reunionshow in New Jersey . In 1984 she contacted David Wolper and asked to perform in the opening ceremony of the 1984 Summer Olympics, at which she sang When the Saints Go Marching In.  In 1987, she did Rock & Roll Music with Chuck Berry in the documentary film Hail! Hail! Rock ‘n’ Roll.  That set a pattern of her being periodically rediscovered by new generations of musicians and fans.

In 1989, she signed with Island Recordsand released two albums Seven Year Itch and Stickin’ to My Guns.  Once again expanding her range she worked rap singer Def Jefon the song Droppin’ Rhymes on Drums, which mixed James's jazz vocals with hip-hop.  In 1993 James was inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.

James signed with Private Music Recordsthat year and recorded a Billie Holiday tribute album, Mystery Lady: Songs of Billie Holiday—a tribute to a singer whose troubled life mirrored her own. The album set a trend of incorporating more jazz elements in her won her first Grammy Award, for Best Jazz Vocal Performance, Female, in 1994. In 1995, her autobiography, A Rage to Survive, co-written with David Ritz, was published.

She was achieving the status of a revered roots artist.  In 2001, she was inducted into the Blues Hall of Fame and the Rockabilly Hall of Fame. In 2003, she received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award. On her 2004 release, Blue Gardenia, she returned to a jazz style. Her final album for Private Music, Let’s Roll, released in 2005, won the Grammy Award for Best Contemporary Blues Album. In 2004, Rolling Stone magazine ranked her number 62 on its list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.  She performed frequently at the Montreux Jazz Festival, Monterey Jazz Festival, San Francisco Jazz Festival, Playboy Jazz Festival, North Sea Jazz Festival, and the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival.

Etta with Beyoncé Knowles who portrayed her in the film Cadillac Records.

In 2008, James was portrayed by Beyoncé Knowles in the film Cadillac Records, a fictional account of Chess Records.  In April 2009, at the age of 71, James made her final television appearance, singing At Last on Dancing with the Stars. In May 2009, she received the Soul/Blues Female Artist of the Yearaward from the Blues Foundation, the ninth time she won the award. She carried on touring but by 2010 had to cancel concert dates because of her gradually failing health, after it was revealed that she was suffering from dementia and leukemia. In November 2011, James released her final album, The Dreamer, which was critically acclaimed upon its release.

She died on January 20, 2012, five days before her 74th birthday, at Riverside Community Hospital in Riverside, California.  Her funeral was presided over by Reverend Al Sharpton.  Stevie Wonder, Beyoncé, and Christina Aguilera each sang a musical tribute. She was buried at Inglewood Park Cemetery in Los Angeles County.

Etta's 1988 Christmas album.

Today’s Winter Holidays Festival selection, This Time of Year (When Christmas is Near), with music and words by Cliff Owens and Jesse Hollis was included on her 1988 album Etta James Christmas

Gay Men’s Chous of Los Angeles—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

1 December 2020 at 08:00

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Christmas Wish by the Los Angeles Gay Men's Chorus featuring the Aftershock ensemble.
 

December 1 is World AIDS Day.  In honor of that we feature the Gay Men’s Chorus of Los Angeles (GMCLA), the oldest, largest, and most prestigious Gay Chorus in the United States.  It was formed in 1979 at Plummer Park Community Center in Los Angeles, with 99 members.  Its first public performance was at the National March on Washington for Lesbian and Gay Rights that October and they also performed at n the first ever national LGBT concert at the Washington Memorial.


As GMCLA continued to grow throughout the late 1970s and early 1980s the AIDS crisis did not spareits members, the chorus suffered the loss of its musical director, Jerry Carlson, as well as over 20 other members by 1988. Ultimately, over 150 members were lost to the AIDS pandemicleaving only eight original membersof the chorus as members now known as the “First Nighters.”

The Chorus has grown in size, gained professional artistic and administrative staff, toured nationally and internationally, released 16 CDs, and appeared with numerous stage, film, and television celebrities including Billy Porter, Lily Tomlin, Angela Lansbury, Bea Arthur, Jerry Herman, Melissa Manchester, Mary McDonnell, Stephen Schwartz, Liz Callaway, Lance Bass, Jennifer Holliday, LeAnn Rimes, and Christy Metz. The Chorus has appeared on several television broadcastsincluding the 85th Academy Awards, Access Hollywood, Will & Grace, The Ren & Stimpy Show, Mad TV, and a six-episode arc on Six Feet Under.

Members of the GMCLA doned ugly Christmas sweater in a holiday performance.

Back in 2011 I was honored and astonished when Chorus members commissioned an original choral setting from my poem Rainbows Are Not Enough as a retirement salute to their long-time music director. The poem was included in my 2004 Skinner House Books collection We Build Temples in the Heart.


GMCLA’s annual Holiday Spectacularconcerts are highly awaited seasonal programs.  This year due to another plague, the Corona Virus, the annual holiday show will be shared virtually on Saturday, December 12.

Today’s selection, Christmas Wish was featured in the 2016 program and featured the Aftershock ensemble in an arrangement by Brad Stephenson and conducted by Gavin Thrasher.

 

Christmas Is—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

30 November 2020 at 12:58

 

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Who doesn’t love Dolly Parton?  The poor little girl from Pidgeon Forgewith big dreams and a coat of many colors.  The country music legend who warbled with Porter Wagoner.  Penned hundreds of songs that were hits for her and many others who celebrated 50 years on the Grand Ol’ Opry this year.  Big hair, big smile, big boobs and cheerfully honest about it—“It takes a lot of money to look this trashy.”  A biggermore generous heart than anyone could imagine.  A loyal wife and a successful business personwho met and conquered the world on her own terms leaving nary and embittered enemy.

That generosity of spirit extended to her family, shirt tail relatives, friends, and neighbors.  She began giving books to school children in her home town and ended up endowing a program that has provided more than 100 million books sent monthly directly to children from toddlerhood to kindergarten around the country and the world to get them excited about reading.  And this year her $1 million gift to Coronavirus research was partly used to fund Moderna’s promising Covid-19 vaccine. 

Like I said, what’s not to love!

Dolly loves Christmas and we love Dolly loving it.

Dolly really loves Christmas.  This year she released her fourth or fifth—who’s counting—holiday album which mixes new material with old chestnuts.  She is showing up on late night talk shows, day-time women’s gab fests, and at the virtual Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade and the Rockefeller Center Christmas Tree Lighting program this Wednesday on NBC.

Our Murfin Winter Holiday Music Festival selection today from the album, A Holly Dolly Christmas is one of her new songs features her duet with her real-life Goddaughter Miley Cyrus.  Most of the Nashville Country Music establishment turned viciously on the former Hannah Montana star when she rebelliously shed her good-girl image embracing tattoos, twerking, flashing her boobs, licking a wrecking ball, and generally flipping off prudes and fuddy-duddies.

Miley Cyrus celebrated her most shocking music video with a Christmas ornament in 2013.

Dolly never wavered in her love and support for Miley.  The girl from a mountain Baptist upbringing has become a shining example of what Unitarian Universalists call the inherent worthand dignity of every person and justice, equity, and compassion in human relations.  That has been shown in her embrace of feminism—she wrote the anthem 9 to 5, the Civil Rights movement, support for the LGBTQ community and marriage equality, and this year vocal support for the Black Lives Matter movement after the murder of George Floyd.

Miley outgrew the rougher edges of her rebellion but like Dolly stakes out her own personhoodregardless of criticism. 

Together Dolly and Miley are a seamless duo on What Christmas Is.


It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas—Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

30 November 2020 at 08:00

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This year Coronavirus restrictions have whettedthe appetite for some Christmas Season joy.  We really do want the world to begin to look a lot like Christmas!

There are many subsets in the categoryof the Golden Age of American Popular Christmas Song.  One might be called the secular Advent songs—tunes that conjure up the growing excitement of the Holiday season invoking winter scenes, decorations, shopping, and general merriment.  At their best they deftly mixed daubs of nostalgia, with a snappy, jazzy modernity.  They could evoke the rustic past, but were most at home in bustling urban streets.

                      Meredith Willson in his radio days.

Perhaps the most beloved of the genre is It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas written in 1951 by Meredith Willson, then a prolific pop composer and the musical director of poplar radio programs like The Big Show hosted by actress Tallulah Bankhead and the Jack Benny Show.  Later he would become best known for his mega-hit Broadway shows, The Music Man and The Unsinkable Molly Brown.


The original hit recording was laid down on September 18, 1951 by Perry Como and The Fontaine Sisters with Mitchell Ayres and His Orchestra.  Less than two weeks later the ultra-prolific Bing Crosby, who seemingly recorded every promising new song and was already carving out a special niche as the voice of Christmas, made his own version which also charted that season.


We Gather Together —Murfin’s Carols for Corona and Winter Holiday Music Festival

29 November 2020 at 08:00


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It looks like the annual Murfin Winter Holiday Music Festival comes just in the nick of time this year.  As we go Coronavirus stir crazy and reel from a year of body blows to our psyches of every imaginable sort, the TV news informs us that Americans are rushing headlong into the Holiday Season.  Decorations are going up inside and outside homes almost as soon as they are showing up in the stores.  There is a run on real trees as folks try to re-connect with Christmas traditions.  Even though in store shopping is curtailed to one degree or another around the country, on-line sales and virtual month long Black Friday sale are breaking records.  Economy and plague be damned folks, want giftsfor those they may not be able to see.  People who have not mailed Christmas cards for years are buying boxes of them and holiday stamps to send them.  Charities are finding creative ways to keep up and expand distributions of food, warm clothes, and toys and people are digging deep to help out.

Significantly some folks have been playing Holiday music for weeks now and the usual No-Christmas-music-‘til-after-Thanksgiving militants are even cutting them some unexpected slack.

If you have been Jonesing for some festive tunes, this is the place.

The Annual Murfin Winter Holidays Music Festival works like this.  Every year on the First Sunday of Advent until the Feast of the Epiphany—the Day of the Three Kings—on January 6, I will post a seasonal song, not only sacred and secular Christmas favorites, but songs celebrating the many winter festivals observed during this time of year including Hanukkah, St. Nicholas Day, Santa Lucia, Winter Solstice, Boxing Day, and New Year’s.  I try to mix up the familiar with what might not be so well knownincluding songs from different cultures and new music.  Of course there will be plenty of time and space for the old chestnuts.   Regular followers know that I am especially fond of the secular songs of the Golden Age of American Christmas Musicwhich stretched roughly from the early 1930’s to the late 1970’s.

I am also eager to get suggestions and requests.  You can message me on Facebook, e-mail pmurfin@scbglobal.net, or post a comment to a blog entry.

Lighting the Candle of Hope on the Advent Wreath.

Today in most Western Christian churchesis the first Sunday of Advent, the four week liturgical seasonof anticipation of the birth of Christ.  Although most Americans call the whole time from Thanksgivingto December 25 the Christmas Season, Christmas was the 12 day period from the Nativity to the Feast of the Epiphany on January 6.  In churches only hymns of prophesy of a coming Savior, songs of Joseph and Mary on their journey to the City of David, and finally announcement carols on Christmas Eve were sung during Advent.  Songs of celebration of the Birth come after.

In most churches in addition to specific Bible readings light the first of the four candles on an Advent wreath as part of their services.  The first candle represents Hope.

In the U.S. unless there are 5 Sundays in November, the First Sunday of Advent follows Thanksgiving and elements of that holiday are often also part of the services in many Protestant congregations.

Adrianus Valerius wrote the patriotic Dutch song Wilt heden nu treden in 1597 and is still considered  national Hero in The Netherlands. 

So it is fitting to start off our Music Festival with one of the most beloved Thanksgiving carols, usually known as We Gather Together.  Origin written in 1597 by Adrianus Valerius as Wilt heden nu treden to celebrate the Dutch victory over Spanish forces in the Battle of Turnhout. It was thus a patriotic song rather than a religious one.  But of course it had religious overtone in that it celebrated the defeat of CatholicSpain over the mostly Reform Dutch patriotswhose congregations could finally worship safely free from fear of the Inquisition.  Which is why you will probably rarely here it sung at a Mass

It was originally set to a Dutch folk tuneand was introduced in America an American hymnal in 1903.  When the Dutch Reformed Church in North Americadecided in 1937 to abandon the tradition of singing only Psalms and add hymns in church services, We Gather Together was chosen as the first hymn in their first hymnal.  It soon spread to other denominations, notably in the influential Methodist hymnal.  Church music historian Michael Hawn explained the song’s new popularity, “by World War I, we started to see ourselves in this hymn,” and the popularity increased during World War II, when ‘the wicked oppressing” were understood to include Nazi Germanyand Imperial Japan.

The Minneapolis based Dale Warland Singers.

There are several different translations from the Dutch and other adaptationspublished under a varietyUnitarian Universalists warble We Sing Now Together with lyrics by Edwin T. Becher.  But probably the most popular version   has lyrics by Thomas Baker was arranged for Choir and congregation by Stephen Paulus.  That is what we will hear today performed by the Dale Warland Singers




Lotta Hitschmanova—A Canadian Hero in a Unitarian Uniform

28 November 2020 at 13:13

Lotta Hitschmanova as she began service as the Executive Director of the Unitarian Service Committee of Canada in October 1946.

If you live this side of the border of the Land of the Great White Grandmother, chances are that you never heard of Lotta Hitschmanova.  But you should learn about her.  She was awesome.

Canadians of a certain age will remember her for her once ubiquitous annual fund raising appeals on radioand television and in smartly produced short films for the Unitarian Service Committee of Canada (USCC) which she served as Executive Director for many years.

Her story begins in Prague when the Czech city was still a part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire on November 28, 1909.  Her birth name was Lotte Hitschmann.  Her father was a prosperous malt merchant and the secularized Jewish family lived in modest wealth and comfort.

She was a gifted student who excelled at the progressive and co-educational Stephans Gymnasium. She studied philosophy and mastered several European languages at the University of Prague and then went on to study political science and journalism at the Sorbonne in hopes of entering a career in international diplomacy.

In 1935 Lotte returned to Prague where she completed her Ph.D. studiesand launched a successful career as a freelance journalist often contributing material to Czechoslovak, Rumanian, and Yugoslav newspapers.  As the menace of Hitler and Nazism rose she became noted for her outspoken anti-fascist beliefs and articles.  By 1938 she changed her name to the SlavicLotta Hitschmanova as a protest to German hegemonic ambitions. 

When Germany annexed the Sudetenland Hitschmanova learned that she was on a list of hostile journalists to be detained.  She was forced to flee her homeland leaving her parents and a younger sister behind. She first fled to back to Paris and from there she went to Brussels, Belgium, where she resumed her journalistic career.  But the warkept catching up with her and for the next few years she alternated between a variety of journalism and humanitarian jobs while often finding herself a stateless refugee. By late 1941 she was in Marseilles in Vichy Francewhere she worked as a secretary at charity for refugees.  It paid next to nothing and the tiny woman faintedon the streets of starvation after which she was taken to a clinic run by Unitarian Service Committee.

After being taken to an Unitarian Service Committee clinic in Marseilles, Hitschmanova went to work for the agency as a translator.  The USC was a rare beacon of hope for desperate refugees from all over Europe.  Here the agency distributes relief bundles.

It was a fortuitous match.  Soon she was volunteering her services with the USC as a translator and then as a liaison officer with the Czech relief agency, Centre d’Aide Tsechoslovaque.  Her work was valued by the USC, but officials recognized that she was still in danger.  In 1942 they arranged her escape from Europe via Lisbon on a converted freighter crammed with other refugees and headed to New York.

Like many Jewish refugees even with the help of the USC, Hitschmanova could not gain permanent refuge in the U.S.  After stopping in Boston to deliver highly sensitive documentsdetailing the dangerous work of the USC in Europe, she went to Canada, which offered her asylum.

She later recalled “exhausted, with a feeling of absolute solitude in an entirely strange country...I came with $60 in my pocket. I had an unpronounceable name. I weighed less than 100 lbs, and I was completely lost.”  Yet relentlessly resourceful, within two days she found employment as a secretary and three months later was in Ottawa where she worked as a Department of War Services postal censor.  She read the letters of German prisoners of war and scoured them for useful military intelligence.

Still deeply impressed by the selfless work of the USC, Hitschmanova joined the Unitarian Church of Ottawa.  She also continued her work for refugees with the Czechoslovakian National Alliance and by raising money for Czech War Servicesin London.  She regularly contributed articles to the Canadian press and made speecheson behalf of her causes.  Toward the end of the war she went to work for the United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration.

All during the war she never gave up a desperate search for her parents and sister Lilly.  She learned that for a while her parents were held at Terezin, a model concentration camp used as a showplace for the Red Cross and international diplomats.  Then she got the devastating news that they had been taken from that relative comfort and safety and had died in the gas chambers of Auschwitz.  Eventually she located her sister living in Palestine with her husband.  Both eventually joined her in Canada.

With no family to return to, Hitschmanova decided to remain in Canada.  She turned down several excellent job offers.  Instead, she determined to serve the uprooted refugees still in Europe.  In July 1945, she helped to organize the Canadian branch of the Unitarian Service Committee, which was affiliated with both American Unitarian Association and the Unitarian Church in Canada.  Senator Cairine Wilson, a liberal icon in Canada, was named the Honorary Chairwoman, but as Executive Director, Hitschmanova ran the show with systematic energy and efficiency.

At first registered under the War Charities Actthe Canadian committee was restrictedto fundraising only through Unitarian congregations and to individual Unitarians.  When the law changed in February 1946 Hitschmanova energetically began her public appeals citing the great need.  At first funds were directed to Czechoslovakia and France.

That spring she made her first annual tour to inspect the work in the field.  She adopted a military style uniformmodeled after that worn by American WACs.  She found the outfits useful in gaining admission to even restricted areas.  Besides they were comfortable and made packing for her extended trips easy.  She wore the uniforms at home and abroad for the rest of her life.  They became her trademark as she rose as a public figure in Canada.

Despite her affection for the Boston based USC, it didn’t take long for her to come into conflict with its leadership.  They insisted that all field operationsbe headed by an American.  She felt that those on the ground and familiar with the situationknew best.  She preferred to empower local partner organizations and their leadership by providing them with needed funds and perhaps technical support.  Her secondary goal was to make those partner organizations self-sustaining and independent as quickly as possible.

There are three basic principles in the field of the art of giving aid. To come as an open-minded friend and good listener, when offering help; to say goodbye to a project when it can continue on its own; to serve with a personal touch, because a relationship of confidence must lift your aid beyond the realm of a simple business proposition and prove that you really care.

To accommodate that philosophy in 1948 she re-organized the Canadian Committee completely independent of not only the Boston based USC, but of the Canadian churches as well.  Despite its independent status, the USC Canada continued to draw support and volunteers from Unitarian congregations and most proudly considered it “ours.”


The current logo of the Unitarian Service Committee Canada.

In the first full year of operations in 1946, Hitschmanova set a patternwhich she would repeat yearly—three months of intense fund-raising in Canada, four months overseas to supervise programs and investigate possible new partners, and months at home reporting on her findings and producing an annual film about the Committee’s achievements.  That first year she raised $40,000 and collected 30,000 kg of clothing for distribution in the refugee camps.

She particularly homed in on the needs of children, making a project to supply prosthetic limbs to maimed victims a high priority, and establishing one of the first adopt-a-child sponsorship programs that became a model for many others. 

Hitschmanova with Korean orphans on one of her annual world-girdling inspection tours of  USCC humanitarian aid projects.  The organization expanded beyond Europe to include projects like this in Korea and others in India, Africa, and serving Palestinian refugees.

She found herself showered with honors.  According to a biographical sketch in the Dictionary of Unitarian and Universalist Biography by Joyce Thierry:

Dr. Hitschmanova received numerous awards, including the 1975 Woman of the Year for India by Prime Minister Indira Gandhi. By this time, grateful governments around the world had acknowledged her work in their countries in a variety of ways: the Chevalier of Public Health from the Government of France and the Gold Medal from the Red Cross of France, 1950; the Medal of St. Paul from Greece, 1952; Public Service Medal from the Government of South Korea, 1962; Athena Mesolora Gold Medal from the Government of Greece, 1967; Officer of the Order of Canada, 1972; the Royal Bank of Canada Award, 1979; and Companion of the Order of Canada, 1980. In 1983, she received Officer of Meritorious Order of Mohlomi, Lesotho, and was only the third person to be given the Rotary Award for World Understanding. She refused to accept honorary doctorates from universities, saying she had worked hard enough in Paris and Prague to earn her own doctorate.

In 1982 after 37 years at the helm, ill health finally forced Hitschmanova to retire.  Sadly in her remaining years she suffered from Alzheimers.  She died of cancer on August 1, 1990 at the age of 79.  She was widely mourned across Canada and by the hundreds of thousands whose lives she touched around the world.  Her memorial service was held at her beloved Ottawa Unitarian Church.

Hitschmanova is so highly esteemed in Canada that she adorned the $100 bill.  She is the only Unitarian enshrined on a nation's currency and one of a relative handful of  women who were not heads of state or government given such an honor.

In perhaps an even more profound tribute to her vision the modern Unitarian Universalist Service Committee, heir to the old Boston based organization, now follows Hitschmanova’s model of partnering and nurturing organizations on the ground.


A Murfin Memoir Snapshot in Time—Cañon City, Colorado After Thanksgiving 1953

27 November 2020 at 11:07

Dad was Secretary of the Chamber of Commerce which would have been responsible for this sign greeting circa 1950.


Note
: My memoir of a distant place and time has become a post-Thanksgiving tradition here.

It was 1953. My father was the secretary of the Chamber of Commerce in Cañon City, Colorado.  We rented a big old stone ranch house just outside of town.  Kit Carson was reputed to have signed a treaty with the Utes underneatha massive old cottonwood in the back yard.  Behind the tree was a big screen house and beyond that the barn, assorted sheds and outbuildings, the caretaker’s cottageand the spring house built into the side of hill with its entry way of cut sod.

The day after Thanksgiving the men from town—the merchants, their sons plus some of the teachers from the high school, police and sheriff’sdeputies, and even a real cowboy or two from nearby ranches came to buildthe Christmasstreet decorations.  

They had two farm wagons drawn by enormous hairy-footed draft horses filled with spruce boughs.  Thesharp smell of the sap still runningfresh from the cut branchesknifed through the crisp air. There was a lot of laughingand shouting and some cussing as the men broughtarmloads of the boughs into the screen house.

                                 Dad, W.M. Murfin, in Cheyenne about a year after the street decoration project.

They wore black and red checked hunting coats, overalls, wool caps with the earflaps down and yellow workman’s boots caked in mud.  My dad stood out—tall, slim and handsome, his gray Stetson on his head, bundledin a maroon corduroy jacket and olive twill trousersfrom his Army uniform, shoes slick soled and polished.  He pointed this way and that, creatingorder out of the chaos, sure authorityresting lightly on him. He would take his turn with the bundlesand the other work, an extra hand where needed.

They strung heavy wire between steel fence posts sledged into the frozen ground by the screen house.  They carefullywound the boughsaround the cable twisting bailing wire to hold it in place. They twined the greenery with garlands of silver tinsel off of big reels. They laced strings of multi colored Christmaslights along the length of wire.

Inside the screen house on trestle tables made of rough planks other men made wreaths for the lampposts. Inside each wreath was a celluloid sign with a light bulb inside. Some were greenand said Happy Holidays others were red andsaid Season’sGreetings.

Even larger wreaths were made to tie to the center of the garlands.  Multi-pointed stars or bells made of canvas and painted with bright red and yellow air craft dope were suspended inside the wreaths andlit from inside with a light bulb. The work went on for hours while the men laughedand smoked and sometimestook pulls from pocket flasks and passed whiskey bottles.

                                    Mom, Ruby Irene  Mills Murfin, around 1950.  She  commanded the kitchen that day.

Meanwhile the wives had taken over the kitchen.Mom built a wood fire in an old range on the screened-in back porch.  Two big enamel pots of coffee—onewhite and one blue with white speckles—bubbled on the fire.Stacks of heavy tan coffee mugs from the cafe downtown sat on a redwood table. The men would stomp up the back steps knocking the mud from their boots. They would remove their sap-encrusted gloves, blow on their hands and then wrap them around the mugs steaming with scalding blackcoffee.

Inside was a flurryof print dresses, clouds of flour, and high pitched chatter.Pies were going into or coming out of the oven. Thick stew simmeredin enamel pots that matched the coffeepots onthe porch.  Intothe stew went potatoes, carrots, turnips and celery,jars of last summer’shome canned tomatoes,huge white lima beans that had soaked in the dish pan over night, and chunks of beef, venison, and the remains of more than one of yesterday’s turkeys. There were corn bread and biscuits, jars of pickled beets.

At noon the men lumbered in and piled the food on enameled tin plates and then took them outside to eat sitting on the fenders of their Buicks, Packards, and Studebakers or the runningboards of battered ranch pickup trucks.  When the feast was gulped down, the women took turns over the steaming dishpans, scrubbing until theirarms turned pink.

The Cañon City downtown were the Christmas decoration were hung about the time this postcard was published for sale over at City Drugs.

By mid-afternoon the job was done. The screen house and yard were strewn with trampled spruce twigs and scraps of tinsel.  The garlands were carefullylaid out in the wagons that had brought the boughs.  The men got into their cars and trucks. Horns blaring they drove off behind the wagons to string the five blocks of downtownMain Street with the decorations.

Silence descendedon the yard with the gray coming of evening.  A boy danced with unimaginable excitement.  Christmas was coming!

Thanksgiving in the Time of a Plague and Murfin Verse

26 November 2020 at 13:20


It will be a Thanksgiving like no other.  Over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house is off the table for many of due to soaring Coronavirus infection rates, deaths, expanded mitigation rules, and desperate pleas.  Many of us will be hunkered down with our immediate family or limited bubble.  Others will be locked down alone in dorm rooms, nursing homes, and apartments.  Some will even be sequestered in basements, garages, and single bedrooms in their own homesexpecting only a plate to be left by the door.  For most of us the y’all come family, friends, and lonely strays feast around a groaning table is this year a super spreader event that just might kill Grandma.

So I am taking a pass this year on my most requested annual holiday blog entry, Murfin’s Thanksgiving Rules which was written for just such a sprawling gathering in mind.  Hopefully we can dust it off and haul itout again next year.

Of course too many of us are ignoringthe tearful pleas of exhausted nurses, the gloomy prognostications of Dr. Fauci trooping legions of public health officials, and the nagging of governors and mayors.  Some of those folks are motivated by Trumpian fake news syndrome, you-can’t-tell-me-what-to-ism, and take-that-libtards defiance.  But most of those crowding airports and bus terminals, jamming highways, and showing up at home, where ever that is are simply pandemic burnt out and desperate for the embrace of loved ones whatever the risk.

The controversy over Thanksgiving gatherings reflects the deep divides in our country, and often in our families.

Social media, naturally, has broken out shaming and smearing those who have made different choices than our own.  It echoes the relentless social and political divides among us, but is also a new twist on Thanksgiving controversies.  More on those in a bit.

Despite this, the passion on all sides shows just how important today is for almost all of us.  it is our only national feast day, something else common to most cultures.  Here we have no other common feat, accessible to all unless you count burgers and brats on the grill on Memorial DayMembers of the many religious groups that populate our country may have their particular feasts—Christmas and Easter, the Passover Seder, Eid ul-Fitr, Diwali for example—but only Thanksgiving allows us all to gather around one table and is largely devoid of the chest-thumping jingoism connected to other Federal Holidays. 

For generations it has brought us together like no other occasion and has often encouraged our greatest virtuesgenerosity, acceptance of our differences, our love not only of family but our communities, and fostered a sense of gratitude for what we have even in the most trying of times.  This year many of us feel what Thanksgiving represents even more deeply.  And so do those over yonder who don’t agree with you about much of anything.

Ron Cobb's iconic 1968 cartoon from the Los Angeles Free Press perfectly illustrates the critisism of Thanksgiving as a settler/colonist travesty.

Of course Thanksgiving has been fraughtwith controversy in recent years.  For years Native American protests that the holiday represents European settler colonialism, American racism, cultural erasure, and actual genocide have begun to register with many of the rest of the current inhabitants of this country.  It is hard to deny that our First Nations, as the Canadians call their aboriginal peoples, have an excellent point.  The people we call Pilgrims represented a tip of the spear of a virtual invasion.  Despite their reliance on the wisdom and assistance of the natives to survive their first brutal year at Plymouth and the shared harvest feast they reportedly had, in less than a generation the settlers were engaged in brutal warfare to annihilateor displace their former neighbors.

Growing numbers joined in a boycott of the holiday.  Others, bowing to family pressure showed up to dinner armed with arguments that the whole affair is a racist travesty.  Next to those who tried and inflict their own brand of religion on a typically diverse American family or brought their political chips-on-the-shouldersto the table these folks were the cause of an epidemic of eye-rolling, groans, and occasional full blown family drama.

As if that weren’t enough, there seemed to be no end of other reasons to hate Thanksgiving—the ecological damage of factory farming, the ethical and health horrors of carnivorism, gluttony in the face of a starving world, wanton consumerism in the launch of the holiday shopping season, and the brutal enjoyment of men hurtling themselves at each other in a modern re-creationof the Roman gladiator spectacles.  Whew! And if all that wasn’t enough, we should not gloat in the embrace of our families and friends because too many are alone.

Now there is more than a kernel of truth to all of these criticisms.  And there is nothing wrong with taking time at the holiday to consider them—and to consider how we can all do and be better.

The cornucopia, a horn shaped basket of ancient Greek origins that overflows with bountiful produce, is a symbol of Thanksgiving as a harvest festival.  

On the other hand, there is much to admire in Thanksgiving.  First, it is, after all at its heart, a harvest festival.  Virtually every culturethat has been dependent on agriculture marked the critical completion of the harvest, which staved off starvation for another year, with some sort of festival.  Just because we are Americans, doesn’t mean that we don’t deserve a festival, too. 

A discussionof those divisions, an explanationon how to separate the Pilgrim First Thanksgiving myth from our celebration, and a history of our observances can be found in full here if you are interested.

Buy maybe our physical separations this year will let those particular controversies slide, if only for a year.  Our need for each other may just be enough to bring us together even if it is only on Zoom.

Whatever your circumstances you are welcome to share a prayer or meditation I devised a while back for a typically diverse family gathering.  I found myself asked to say grace at a typical extended family Thanksgiving.  Around the table were Catholicsardent and lapsed, liberal Protestants, Jews (mostly secular), a practicing Buddhist, and unchurched secularists.  And I, of course, was a Unitarian Universalist with Humanist leanings.  To be inclusive, to whom should I addressa prayer?  What deity, if any, should I invoke?  Should I lead with a Chinese menu of options—pick a god from column A and a spiritfrom column B?

This is what I came up with.  You may find it useful—or not.  Feel free to use it if it fits.  Or adapt it to your needs and circumstances.  No pressure.

A Thanksgiving extended family and friends meal like the one where I first said my prayer.  Mine is the empty seat.

A Thanksgiving Prayer for Those Who Don’t Pray

 

Thanks for the hands.

All of them.

            That dug and scratched,

            reaped and loaded,

            milled and butchered,

            baked and cooked,

            served and scrubbed.

 

The cracked,

            the bleeding,

                        the blistered hands.

 

The hands that

hewed and smelted,   

            sawed and hammered,

            wove and sewed,

            put together and took apart.

 

The calloused,

            the greasy,

                        the grimy hands.

 

The hands that

            wrote and painted,

            plucked and keyed

            carved and created.

 

The graceful,

            the supple,

                        the nimble hands.

 

The hands that

            caressed and fondled,

            stroked and petted,

            held and are held,

            grasped and gave,

            played and prayed.

 

The warm,

            the soft,

                        the forgiving hands.

 

And today bless even the hands that

            shoved and scourged,

            slapped and smote,

            bound and chained us.

 

The harsh,

            the hateful,

                        the heavy hands.

 

Today they cannot still our hands

            from their pleasure and their duty.

 

The void of anger they create,

            our hands fill with love.

 

The gentle,

            the clasping,

                        the reaching hands.

 

Patrick Murfin

The Greenbacks Flourished and Faded But Their Platform Finally Triumphed

25 November 2020 at 12:28

The Greenback Party logo was rather charming.

On November 25, 1874 a new political party was born at a convention held in Indianapolis, Indiana.  They called themselves the Independent Party.  In some states they would first appear on the ballot as the National Party.  But within months the new party was widely known as the Greenbacksas they grew at an astonishing rate challenging the entrenched Republican and Democratic Parties.

The Party was formed out of frustration with both major parties as major eastern banking interests demanded that the Federal Government stop issuing paper money and return the issuance of currency to the banks.  Federal paper money, popularly known as greenbacks, had been first issued under Secretary of the Treasury Salmon P. Chase to help finance the Civil War.  Inflation had been an inevitable result.

The banks and conservative hard money politicians in both parties, wanted not only to stop the government printing presses,they wanted to require that bills be redeemed in speciegold.  This would create instant deflation.  But farmers and others who took outloans in inflated dollars would be required to repay the full face value of the loan plus interest in the much more expensive new currency or gold.  This alone would wipe out many farmers and small businesses.  It was also a blow at western mining interests by demonetizing silver coinage.  Silver coins would continue to circulate, but notes—printed currency—would have to be paid in gold.

The banks got their way with the passage of the Coinage Act of 1873.  Facing ruin, borrowers and their soft money supporters in both parties, organized to challenge the banking oligarchs of the Gilded Age.

Within months the new party was established and running under different names in most states.  Although its greatest strength was in the Mid-West and West, it also found support among small farmers in the South, and Northeast.  In fact, with Democrats and Republicans fracturing mainly along the lines of the Civil War, it looked for a time like the Greenbacks were the only truly national party.

The Species Payment Restoration Act of 1875 completed what the Coinage Act had begun.  It limited remaining Greenbacks in circulation to $300 million and The Secretary of the Treasury was directed to “redeem, in coinlegal-tender notespresented for redemption by January 1, 1879.

A poster for the 1876 candidate Peter Cooper.

In 1876 the new party nominated the distinguished, but eccentric 85 year old Peter Cooper as its candidate for President.  Cooper was an industrialist who had built the first practical locomotive in the U.S.; a philanthropist who had founded the Cooper Union, a college open to students of all economic, religious, racial, and ethnic backgrounds; and a leading liberal voice in New York City politics.  The party knew it had no chance to win the presidency, but the prestige of Cooper led to success in getting on the ballot in most states and helping elect local office holders.

The Greenbacks crested in the off-presidentialyear of 1876 when they elected 13 members of Congress. Thomas Ewing, Jr. of Ohio a pre-war Kansas Free Soil leader and post-war soft money Democrat, was the leading spokesman for the party in Congress and the most widely known and influential public figure.

In 1880 the party broadened its base and attracted new support from industrial workersin the Northeast, especially the politically savvy Irish, by adopting a staunchly pro-labor platform advocating a progressive income tax and the eight hour day.  It also made a bid for the support of middle class reformers, previously primarily Republican, by endorsing women’s suffrage.  The rise of the Grange Movement mirrored Greenback popularity among its original farmer base.

Iowa Congressman James B. Weaver got the 1880 nomination.

The 1880 Presidential Candidate was Iowa’s James B. Weaver. He received 305,997 popular votes, 3.3% of the total and the high water mark of the Greenbacks in Presidential elections.

Despite the continued popularity of their core demand—the return to a system of government issued currency detached from gold—in some areas, the party began a decline.  Those middle class reformers never did abandon the Republicans in any significant degree.  Southern Democrats gained in popularity as Reconstruction ended and they seized state governments from Black Republicans and fusion or pro-union whites leading to the Jim Crow Era.

The conservative press of both major parties savagely attacked the Greenbacks as wild eyed radicals in 1884.

Meanwhile the Knights of Labor largely collapsed following the Great Railroad Strike of 1877 and the rising craft union movement was both conservativeand actually hostile to mass industrial workers greatly weakening their political power and influence.  The Irish returned to the traditional Democratic loyalties in most big cities.

Back in Indianapolis the 1884 Party convention nominated Benjamin F. Butler for President.  Butler had also received the nomination of an even smaller Anti-Monopoly Party.  The sitting Governor of Massachusetts, Butler was a polarizing figure in American politics.  A pre-war Democrat, Butler was a political general famous for his occupation command of New Orleans and the order to treat disrespectful ladies as “women of the streets plying their trade.”  He had a later command of the Department of Virginia where he refused to return runaway slaves that reached his lines to their owners, declaring the “contraband of war.”  He was also widely suspected ofcorruption.  Elected to Congress after the war he became a leading Radical Republican and one of the managers of the President Andrew Johnson’s unsuccessful impeachment prosecution before the Senate.  Back in his home state of Massachusetts he ran three times for Governor, finally winning in 1882 on a Democrat-Greenback fusion ticket. 

The nomination of controversial former Civil War Union general and Massachusetts Governor Benjamin Butler killed the remaining support of the Greenbacks in the South. 

Butler’s presence on the ticket, despite a Mississippi running mate, virtually killed the Greenbacks in the South.  As head of the ticket he won only 177,096 popular votes, just 1.7% of the total.  The party was also reduced to just two seats in Congress, one of them taken by former Presidential candidate Weaver.

By 1888 local party apparatus around the country had collapsed.  Only 8 delegates showed up for a nominating convention.  They gave up and went home.  The party was essentially dead.  But not its ideas.

In the 1890’s the new Populist Party took up most of its core platform.  The Populists’ first Presidential Candidate in 1892 was the last Greenback in Congress—James B. Weaver.  In 1896 fiery Nebraska orator William Jennings Bryan got the nomination of both the Populists and Democrats, campaigning on the old Greenback demand of the free coinage of silver and end to the de-facto gold standard.

 

Long Before Colbert or Trevor Noah Was That Was the Week That Was

24 November 2020 at 12:30

David Frost, in front, and the cast of the BBCs ground-breaking weekly satire That Was the Week that Was.

Long ago before there was a John Stewart or Stephen Colbert show, even before there was a Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour there was a little thing on TV called That Was the Week That Waswhich brought political satire and cutting edge social commentary into the unsuspecting and unprepared living rooms of millions.

TW3, as it was soon nicknamed, premiered on November 24, 1962 across the Puddle on the BBC.  The show came on the air in the midst of a delicious sex scandal known as then Profumo Affair which rocked the Conservative government of Prime Minister Harold Macmillan so it was off and running in the business of biting political satire at an opportune moment.

Producer Ned Sherrin tapped a young a little known broadcaster David Frost to host the show and manage a three ring circus composed of a large cast, writers scribbling away furiously even as the show was on the air and a good deal of improvised material.  It was slated to run for 50 minutes, but as the last program on the BBC’s Saturday night line up, it often ran over time—and once or twice simply stopped short of the mark.  Frost and Sherrin resisted network pressures insisting that the material should determine the length of the program, not an arbitrary time slot.

In the show’s second season the BBC decided to put re-runs of the series The Third Man on afterwards to hem the program in to it allocated time.  Frost responded by reading synopsizes of the upcoming episode at the end of his program spoiling it for the audience.  The BBC soon abandoned its plans and the show was once again happily running long.

 
Singer Millicent Martin was the sole woman in a testosterone heavy cast,  

TW3 opened every week with a snappy theme song by Ron Gainer and sung by Millicent Martin that would incorporate mentions of news stories of the last week which the show would satirize.  Gainer proved other songs as needed and actor Lance Percival would often ad lib calypso songs from suggestions by the studio audience.  Besides the sketch comedians the cast included cartoonist Timothy Birdsall and political commentator Bernard Levin.

Dozens of writers contributed to the program including a who’s who of rising and established British comedians and writers—Graham Chapman, John Cleese, Peter Cook, Roald Dahl, and Kenneth Tynan.

Radio Times was the BBC's widely circulated program guide

Predictably, the show drew howls of protest from its targets who besieged the staid BBC to reign in the program or cancel it.  Among those with their panties in a twist were the Tory Party, the Boy Scouts Association (for a jab at the sexual orientation of Scouts founder Lord Baden-Powell) and the government of civil war wracked Cyprus on behalf of Greek leader Archbishop Makarios.

On September 23, the day after the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, the show scrapped its usual format and produced a moving 20 minute tribute to the fallen president featuring a new song by Gainer, The Summer of His Years, which later became an international hit for Martin and Connie Francis.   Film of the program was jetted across the Atlantic and was shown on NBC the following day during the marathon coverage of national mourning. 

The recording of TW3's somber and emotional program on the Kennedy Assassination included Martin singing In the Summer of His Years which also became an international hit single. 

Despite continued strong viewership, the BBC elected not to slate a third season.  There was an upcoming election in the United Kingdom and officials were afraid that their political neutrality would be called into question.

But the show lived on in another incarnation in the U.S.

NBC aired a 60 minute pilot episode of an American version on November 10, 1963 with Henry Fonda as host, radio star and celebrity game show panelist Henry Morgan, improvisational stars Mike Nichols and Elaine May, and a supporting cast that included a young Gene Hackman.

The program was well received.  The imported British JFK memorial also gained the respect of viewers and NBC brass alike, who green lighted the series to begin in January of 1964—an American election year.

The series premiered as in a 30 minute format on Friday nights with actor Elliot Reid as host.  With his BBC program canceled, Frost took over as host later and flew over weekly to host, making him as familiar this side of the Atlantic as back home.  The regular cast included Morgan, Buck Henry, Alan Alda, Tom Bosley, Sandy Barron and Nancy Ames singing the opening song.  Other regular contributors were Gloria Steinem, William F. Brown, and Calvin Trillin.  The celebrate Harvard mathematics professor, Tom Lehrer performed an original song most weeks.  Guest stars included Woody Allen and on the final broadcast Steve Allen.

Tom Lehrer, the singing mathematics professor, was already an established musical satiriest when he signed on to do an original song most weeks on the American version TW3

In addition to barbed satire, TW3 also had its serious moments.  Puppeteer Bur Tilstrom, creator of Kukla, Fran and Ollie contributed what he called a hand ballet about the Berlin Wall which won an Emmy.

The show was renewed that fall, but ran into difficulties when it was moved to Tuesday nights opposite CBS’s popular corn Petticoat Junction and ABC’s night time soap opera Peyton Place.  It also ran into the Goldwater campaign, which was convinced the show was hostile to it, probably not a bad assumption despite jibes at President Lyndon and Vice Presidential candidate Hubert Humphrey.  The campaign preemptively bought out the time period for the scheduled premier and did it again three more times before Election Day.  And, of course the show was off the air for election night coverage.  So that in the heat of the campaign the satire program was off the more weeks than it was run.

The show returned to the airwaves November 10th and opened with a film of Goldwater’s concession speech and an announcer telling viewers “Due to circumstances beyond control, the regularly scheduled political broadcast scheduled for this time is pre-empted.”

In provincial Cheyenne, Wyoming this young misfit, already a news junkie, was enthralled.  It was the one program where I claimed the TV no matter what.  I even triumphed over my Dad’s soft spot for rural hijinks and Mom’s attachment to Dorothy Malone’s heaving bosom.  But I was not enough.  Rating never recovered from the disastrous move to Tuesday nights.  NBC cancelled the show at the end of the season in May of 1965.

Lehrer's compilation album of his songs from TW3 became an instant classic. 55 years later a generation of geezers and many younger fans can still sing the lyrics of many of the songs.

In September of 1965 Tom Lehrer released a compilation of his contributions on the show on That Was the Year That Was on the Reprise label.  I may have been first in line to buy it.  And I nearly wore it out.

 

Obama Pardoned Turkeys and Republicans Hated It*

23 November 2020 at 08:00

Pardoning a turkey for Thaksgiving in 2019.  Trump plans to emerge from his bunker this week to do it again.  Be sure that he will make the tradition about him and not the Tom.
 

Note—On Tuesday Donald Trump is scheduled to perform the annual Turkey Pardon in a brief White House ceremony.  He has not had a public event on his schedule in 16 days, made just four official appearances since November 3, and only spoken publicly three times. With exception of golf outing like the one he did on Saturday when he ditched a virtual G7 economic summit event, buzzing a MAGA rally on the mall with his motorcade, a visit to Arlington National Cemetery on Veterans Day, he has not left the White House.  Presumably he has decided that the tradition is popular enough with his base to be worth the effort to tear himself away from Tweeting and plotting to subvert democracy to make the effort.  It may also offer an opportunity to ad lib some remarks that will scandalize most of the nation—perhaps riffs on pardons for his cronies or himself.  If he does his base will adore him even more.  But as I discovered five years ago Republicans had a different view of turkey pardons when Barack Obama did it.  Our divide was deep and festering even then as is plain from this blast from the Blog past.

It’s mid-afternoon and I am still working on the blog post I had planned for this morning.  Look for it tomorrow.  But on a breakfrom working on it I found a post on Facebookthat intrigued me.  But it was from PoliticusUSA, a liberal web site I have learned not to trust. It often skews news items, misrepresents the contents in headlines, exaggerates, and passes on from sources even less reliable.  Having been embarrassingly burned a couple of times I have learned no matter how much their stuff might appeal to my natural political leanings, positions, and prejudices not to pass it on or share on social media.  My conservative friends—and I still have a few—might do well to review their own sources of information confirming their preconceptions.  But then if they did so sites from The Drudge Report and Breitbart not to mention Fox News might go out of business.  Those have been proved to have their pants on fire repeatedly by neutral fact checkers.

But in the case of the post that grabbed my attention, I decided to investigate if there was even a morsel of truth in the Politicus meme.  And lo and behold this time there was.  The story checked out.  And it was too good, and revealing not to pass on from the original source material—Public Policy Polling (PPP)

PPP is a North Carolina based polling organization ranked for its reliability, accuracy, and methodologyas one of the best in the business.   The company only works for Democratic or Liberal campaigns which value it for telling them the truth about public opinion, not just parroting back to them what they want to hear.  Separate from the polls that they conduct for campaigns, the company of conducts “temperature measurement” polls which reveal the depth of ideological commitment of some voters—and often reveals remarkable gullibility.  Questions in these polls sometimes seem whimsical or ridiculous—but some voters take them with absolute seriousness.

They have polled questions like the approval rating of God, whether Republicanvoters believe President Obama would be eligible to enter heaven in the event of the Rapture, and whether hipsters should be subjected to a special tax for being annoying.  Although these polls are sensational enough to attract media attention and thus boost the PPP brand, they are conducted as straight forwardly as any campaign polling.  Unlike the notorious push polls favored by Republican operatives, the questions are not framed in inflammatoryor prejudicial language intended to push the pollee to the desired response.  They are put forward matter-of-factly an in neutral language.  They use Interactive Voice Response (IVR), an automated questionnaire used by other polling firms including SurveyUSAand Rasmussen Reports.  Sample sizes are large enough to be meaningful and guard against anomalies.

In other words PPP polls tend to reflect what people are really thinking.  Which can sometimes be frightening.  It’s a Bizzaro world out there folks.

President Obama officially pardoning Cheese the Turkey in 2014.  Apparently Macaroni was camera shy.  Or was it a conspiracy to convince Americans he had only pardoned the traditional single bird?  Also remember the daughters Sasha and Malia were attacked by conservative operatives for their alleged violations of approved attitude at this occasion.  

The poll question that grabbed my attention asked “Do you approve or disapprove of President Obama’s executive action to pardon two turkeys rather than the customary one turkey at Thanksgiving?”

You might recall that last year to white gobblers named Macaroni and Cheese were saved in a holiday tradition dating back to John F. Kennedy spontaneously spared the turkey donated to the White House annually by the National Turkey Federation and the Poultry and Egg National Board on Nov. 18, 1963, just four days before his assassination.  Other presidents informally followed suit, making for a nice heartwarming annual story.  Ronald Reagan was the first to call it what the press already was—a pardon, but it was George Herbert Walker Bush who first drew up and issued a formal pardon.  The birds are generally donated to a local petting zoo.  The First Families, if they are so inclined, dine on a traditional non-celebrity turkey feast.

Republicans apparently had no objections when Ronald Reagan first used the word Pardon  in sparing Charley in 1973.

You would think such a charming little tradition would be non-controversial.  You would, of course, be wrong.  Nothing Barack Obama does is non-controversial in these hyper partisan times.  If Fox News were to suddenly report that Obama respires oxygen a significant portion of their viewership would be dead of asphyxiation by morning.


Let PPP itself report the outcome of their question.

The examples of the GOP’s reflexive opposition to President Obama’s agenda are many but this may be the best one yet: by a 27 point margin Republicans say they disapprove of the President's executive order last year pardoning two Thanksgiving turkeys (Macaroni and Cheese) instead of the customary one. Only 11% of Republicans support the President’s executive order last year to 38% who are opposed- that’s a pretty clear sign that if you put Obama's name on something GOP voters are going to oppose it pretty much no matter what. Overall there’s 35/22 support for the pardon of Macaroni and Cheese thanks to 59/11 support from Democrats and 28/21 from independents.

So there you have it.  Are you surprised?

PPP’s complete report on this round of polling also included questions on which Presidential Candidate would be the most likely to say something inappropriate at the table and ruin Thanksgiving Dinner (Donald Trump in a run-away), Thanksgiving menu choices (cranberry sauce or not turns into a generational divide) and Christmas issues—Americans are united in thinking the Starbucks coffee cup issue is ridiculousand in opposing too early playing of Christmas music.  Perhaps there is some dim hope for unity after all.  Check out PPP’s report a here.

*Just the sort of inflammatory headline to avoid like the plague.  This has been a Public Service Example.

 


The Maiden Flight of the China Clipper and the Romance of the Air

22 November 2020 at 08:00


 

She was without doubt the most famous—and romantic—single commercial aircraft ever to take wing, an icon of a shrinking world, and an honest-to-god movie star in her own right.  It all began on November 22, 1935 when the Pan American World Airways China Clipper lifted out of the water off of Alameda, California with a cargo of airmail bound for Manila in the Philippines. 

Heavily laden with cargo and fuel the mighty four-engine Martin M-130 struggled to gain altitude.  A scheduled loop around San Francisco for the benefit of an eager press and newsreel cameras had to be scrubbed and pilot Edwin Musick realized he could not get over San Francisco-Oakland Bridge, then still under construction, so he dramatically flew under the span.  It was a rocky start, but the plane was on her way.

It was epic, arduous and took seven days with lay-overs for fuel and to rest the crew at Honolulu, Midway Island, Wake Island, and Guam.  Setting down in Manila Baywith her cargo of 110,000 pieces of mail was cause for national celebration.  The Clipper was soon in regular scheduled service and also carrying passengers.

Pan Am President Juan Trippe charts out trans-oceanic routes for his flying boats.


The flight was a long time coming.  It was the vision of Pan Am founder and President Juan Trippe, a swashbuckling Wall Street investor turned aviation entrepreneur.  After earlier forays into the infant industry, Trippe founded the Aviation Corporation of the Americaswhich opened Latin American air mail service with a flight from Key West to Havana in 1927 with Musick at the controls.  He saw the future of international commercial aviation was in flying boats and put Pan Am’s resources into helping develop and put them in operation.  With planes like the Sikorsky S-42 which made trans-Atlantic service feasible.  With well-established routes to South America, Africa, and Europe, which made Pan Am the unofficial United States flag carrier, Trippe turned his gaze east. 

But Asia was far away and regular service would require a new, larger, and more powerful aircraft.  Trippe commissioned a new plane from the Glenn L. Martin Company of Baltimore, Maryland.   The builder designated the new planes as the M-30 Martin Ocean Transports, all-metalflying boats with streamlined aerodynamics and four powerful Pratt & Whitney radial engines.  The planes could accommodate 36 day or 18 overnight sleeper passengers and carried a flight crew of 7 plus cabin attendants for passenger service.  Three were built for Pan Am.

The China Clipper was first built and was test flown on December 30, 1934.  It was delivered to the Pan Am fleet on October 9, 1944.  Her sister ships were the Philippine Clipper and the Hawaii Clipper.

Meanwhile Trippe sent Musick, now Pan Am’s chief pilot on two flights in a Sikorsky S-42 to scout routes to the Philippines and from Manila to China.  Musick was then one of the most famous aviators in the world holding more than 10 records for long distance and flying boats.  He was also, by far, the most experienced pilot in the world having racked up nearly 2 milliontrans-oceanic air miles. 

Pan Am Chief Pilot Captain Edwin Musick, the most experienced aviator in the world, mapped out the Trans-Pacific route and flew the inaugural service of the China Clipper.

With the route laid out, Musick was the easy choice for senior captainon the inaugural flight of the China Clipper.  The rest of the crew were also respected veterans and included First Officer R.O.D. Sullivan and navigator Fred Noonan, later famed for doing the same duty on Amelia Earhart’s doomed round the world flight.

Weekly passenger flights across the Pacific began in October 1936 with Hawaii Clipper.  Connecting service from Manila to Hong Kong began in 1937 using S-42’s with the Clipper class Martins taking over that leg of the route a year later.  All three of the Martins flew these routes, but in the public’s eye they were all the China Clipper.  


A lobby card for Warner Bros. 1936 China Clipper starring Pat O'Brien, Humphrey Bogart, Henry B. Walthall, Ross Alexander and, of course, The China Clipper herself.

Public fascination with the Clipper was so high that Warner Bros./First National Pictures rushed into production with a film China Clipper starring Pat O’Brian as a thinly disguised Trippe single minded and ruthless in his aim to establish trans-Pacific service no matter the cost.  The turgid melodrama is noted for an early non-gangster role for Humphrey Bogart as a safety conscious pilot at odds with O’Brian who eventually saves the day by flying the plane safely through a storm and into a mail contract.  The film used much newsreel and stock footageof the real China Clipper, including dramatic footage of passing under the Bay Bridge.

The China Clipper was featured in other films including 1937 comedy Fly-Away Baby and the 1939 adventure film Secret Service of the Air and referenced in several others.  Later Alec Baldwin would play Juan Trippe in the bio-flick of his rival Howard Hughes in The Aviator starring Leonardo DiCaprio. It also figured in radio serials and popular pulp fiction.

The China Clipper and her sister ships as well as the famous pilot of that first flight all met disastrous ends, a reminder of how dangerous long distance air travel still was even in the most advanced aircraft.

On January 28, 1938 Musick and his crew of six died in the crash of the S-42 Samoan Clipper near Pago Pago, American Samoa, on a cargo and survey flight to Auckland, New Zealand.  A few months later in July the Hawaii Clipper disappeared between Guam and Manila with the loss of nine crew and six passengers.

The Philippine Clipper survived a Japanese air raid on Wake Island, an event depicted in the 1942 film Wake Island.  Pressed into wartime service for the Navy along with the China Clipper, she was lost in January 1943 between Ukiahand Boonville, California on a flight from Honolulu killing Pacificsubmarine force commander Admiral Robert H. English and 18 others. 

Pan Am promoted the return of its most famous and glamorous plane to post-war civilian service by putting her on a heavily promoted new route from Miami to Leopoldville in the Belgian Congo via South America.  With an inexperienced flying boat pilot at the controls, she crashed attempting to set down in Trinidad on the inaugural flight killing all on board.

That left the original China Clipper the sole survivor of the fleet.  Released from Navy service she was assigned to the inaugural flight of Pan Am service between Miami and Leopoldville in the Belgian Congo via Rio de Janeiro.  The plane was attempting to touch down at Port of Spain, Trinidad with an inexperienced pilot at the controls but under the supervision of a veteran pilot.  After aborting one approach the pilot misjudged his altitude and came in nose downhundreds of yards short of his designated landing zone.  The plane hull smashed on impact, took water, and quickly sank.  All 28 on board were killed.

Trippe would go on to lead Pan Am for decades introducing new innovationslike the Boing 747, workhorse of international aviation.  He died in 1981 at the age of 81.  Mercifully he did not live to see the ignominious failure of what had been one of the world’s premier airlinesa decade later.

Warp Corps to Host Compassion for Campers Distribution in Woodstock

21 November 2020 at 08:00

Camping gear laid out at First United Methodist Church in McHenry for the first indoor distribution of the season on November 10.

Compassion for Campers, the program that provides supplies and gear for the McHenry County homeless who have no steady shelter, will hold its second indoor distributionfor the winter at Warp Corps, 114 North Benton Street, Woodstockon Tuesday, November 24 from 3:30 to 5 pm.  

Warp Corps is dedicated to preventing suicide, substance use disorder, and homelessness particularly among at-risk youth.  Clients are asked to use the rear entrance on Jackson Street.  The door will be marked.

Pictured from left to right are members of the Warp Corps Team--Carlos Salgado, Julius Coronado, Jesse Soto, Warp Corps founder Rob Mutert, Heather Nelson,  and Natalie Hume.

Compassion for Campers is rising to the challenges presented by the latest Coronavirus mitigation orders while making sure the unhoused are served.

Clients will be Covid-19 screened out side with a temperature check and standard screening questions.  No one failingthe test will be turned away but we will ask what they need and  supplies will be brought out to them.  All clients are required to be maskedbefore entering the building and a mask will be provided to anyone who does not have one.  Clients will be admitted one at a time and no more will be allowed inside at any time than the location can safely accommodate with correct social distancing.  At the conclusion of the distribution all remaining supplies will be packed for storage and the host area will be cleaned and disinfected. 

Volunteers are needed to help with the distribution, especially younger folks in good health.  Contact Patrick Murfin at pmurfin@sbcglobal.net  or phone 815 814-5645 if you are availableon Tuesday afternoons.  Distributions are scheduled two weeks apart and will rotate between sites in Woodstock, Crystal Lake, and McHenry.  Donations to continue this work can be made by sending a check made out to Tree of Life UU Congregation, 5603 Bull Valley Road, McHenry, IL 60050 with Compassion for Campers on the memo line to the church.

This distribution is sponsored The Faith Leaders of McHenry County, Warp Corps, Compassion for Campers, and Ridgefield-Crystal Lake Presbyterian Church volunteers.


Transgender Day of Remembrance—A Candle for the Forgotten and Despised

20 November 2020 at 08:00


 

Maybe because their names and faces get lost in the grim glut of crime reporting. Maybe because no one knew their story—or their secret.  Maybe it’s because the Guardians at the gate want to protect our tender sensibilities.  Maybe it’s because outside of “those people” no one cares.  Or maybe it’s because some see a kind of rough justice acted out on the streets and prefer to let it go on as they used to whistle-by-the-graveyard-in-the-dark at lynchings that kept Black folk in their place.

But someone must remember these Transgender people murdered every year simply because of who they are.  According to transrespect.org:

… a total of 369 cases of reported killings of Trans and gender-diverse people between 1st of October 2017 and 30th of September 2018, constituting an increase of 44 cases compared to last year’s update and 74 cases compared to 2016. The majority of the murders occurred in Brazil (167), Mexico (71), the United States (28), and Colombia (21), adding up to a total of 2982 reported cases in 72 countries worldwide between 1st of January 2008 and 30th of September 2018.

The actual numbers are likely higher.  There is no uniform reporting of crimes against trans and gender-diverse people ranging from those who have completed surgical reassignment, those who identify with a gender other than the one assigned at birth, those who embrace gender ambiguity, cross dressers, and drag performers who may be perceived as trans regardless of their orientation.  Many police reports identify victims only by their genitals and, especially in urban, crime plagued areas, most murders not involving children, multiple victims, or white, or prominentvictims are not poorly covered by the press.

Levels of violence have risen in the United States but there is antidotal evidence that the general rise of intolerance and hate crimesfostered by Donald Trump, his Republican Party, and semi-hysterical right wing Evangelicals has disproportionally affected those who are identified as Transgender, especially Blacks, Latinos, and other minoritiesdue to the double-whammy of the rise of White Nationalism.

Haters respond to none-to-subtle cues from the Administration and Republican state legislators.  For example The Trump administration tried  to define transgender identity “out of existence” and erase civil rights protections for LGBT people.

According to a horrifying report from New York Times the Trump administration tried to narrowly define genderas a biological, immutable conditiondetermined by genitalia at birth.

The Justice Department rescinded Obama era protections for Transgender individuals in prison despite irrefutable evidence that placing prisoners in general populationsbased solely on birth genitalia is an open invitationto assault, rape, and even murder—precisely the outcome recently former Attorney General Jeff Sessions had in mind.

Meanwhile those red state legislatures worked over-time on their own attacks including ludicrous Bathroom Bills, removing protections of trans students in schools, and blocking or stripping out existing inclusion in hate crime laws.

Black Trans women are over represented by percentage of the population among American victims.  Often tenuous and sometimes strained relations between activistsin the Trans, Black, Gay, and feminist communities have sometimes stood in the way of common action and protest.

Perhaps ironically the International Transgender Day of Remembrance had its origin with the murder of Rita Hester, transgender African-American woman murdered in Allston, Massachusetts on November 28, 1998

Like so many memorial days do, an outpouring of community grief and anger led to a candlelight vigil held the following Friday, December 4 with 250 people in attendance. 

That vigil inspired the Remembering Our Dead web projectand the International Transgender Day of Remembrance.  Gwendolyn Ann Smith, a transgender graphic designer, columnist, and activist helped organize the first public vigil in honor of all victims the next year in San Francisco in November of 1999.

Since then, the observation has spread across the world. By 2010, the occasion, now held annually on November 20, was observed in over 185 cities in more than 20 countries.  Many more are observed every year although the raging Coronavirus pandemic will limit public gatherings and memorial many of which will move on-line.


Many local, national, and international organizations now participate in and promote the Day of Remembrance.  I am proud to say that the Unitarian Universalist Association has played a leading role.  Many UUA congregations include some part of their services this time of the year to the memorial.  And this year the UUA and its signature Side With Love campaign will host a Transgender Day of Remembrance Chapel Servicefeaturing Jaelynn Scott and Rev. Mykal Slack today, November 20 from 1 to 2 pm Central Standard Time (CST.)


Joe Hill—I Never Died Said He

19 November 2020 at 10:55



This oil portrait of Joe Hill hung in a succession of IWW General Headquarters offices.  When I worked late into the night as General Secretary Treasurer in the early 1970's I seemed to feel those intense eyes looking over me.  I wondered if I was living up to his legacy.

One hundred and five years ago on November 19, 1915 Utah authorities took Joe Hill from his prison cell, tied him to a straight back chair, blindfolded him and pinned a paper heart on his chest.  Then, in accordance with the local custom a firing squad of five men, four of them with live rounds in their rifles and one with a blank, perforated that paper valentine.

No one was better at setting words to popular or sacred songs for use in educatingand rousing up workers than Joseph Hillstrom, a Swedish immigrant who drifted into the migratory labor life of the American West shortly after the dawn of the 20th Century. He was born as Joel Hägglund in Gävle, Swedenand immigrated to the U.S. under the name Hillstrom in 1902 learning English in New York and staying for a while in Cleveland, Ohio before drifting West. 

He joined the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) in 1910 and was soon sending songs to IWW newspapers, including his most famous composition, The Preacher and the Slave, meant to be sung to the music of the Salvation Army bands who were frequently sent to street corners to drown out Wobbly soapbox orators.

As a footloose Wobbly Hill was likely to blow into any Western town where there was a strike or free speech fight.  He was a big part of any Little Red Songbook from 1913 on with such contributions as The Tramp, There is Power in the Union, Casey Jones the Union Scab, Scissor Bill, Mr. Block, and Where the River Frasier Flows.  He also began to compose original music as well, the most famous of which was The Rebel Girl which he dedicated to the teen-age organizer of Eastern mill girls, Elizabeth Gurley Flynn. 

Hill also dispatched caustic, if crude, cartoons to Industrial Solidarity, the union’s newspaper, some of which ended up on silent agitatorsstickers meant to slapped up in mess halls, in lumber camps, in city flops and beaneries, and even on the factory floor.

Joe Hill in a photo taken in prison awaiting his execution.

Joe Hill was often the first fellow workerready to take the stump at a free speech fight and the first arrested.  He was loved by his fellow working stiffs and feared as an enormous pain in the side of Western bosses.

Hill came to Salt Lake City where the local copper barons feared he might bring their miners out on strike.  The small IWW miner’s local there was a target of police harassment.  But Hill apparently had no specific plans and was just booming around looking for work and possibly a place to winter over with sympathetic local Swedes. 

After he showed up at a doctor’s officewith a bullet wound, he was arrested and charged with the robberyand murder of a grocer, a former policeman named Morrison—and his son the night before.  He told police that a woman’s honor was involved and would say no more.  He was tried, convicted, and executed by firing squad in 1915.  He was just 36 years old.

Most scholarsagree that it was physically impossible for him to have been involved in the robbery or to be shot by the grocer.  But questions always lingered about the bullet wound and that vague alibi. 

William M. Adler apparently solved many of the mysteries surrounding Joe Hills life and death.

Finally in 2013 writer William M. Adler did remarkable spade work and an exhaustive investigation of Hill time in Salt Lake in his book The Man Who Never Died, The Life, Times, and Legacy of Joe Hill, American Labor Icon.  Adler identified the likely real murderof grocery store owner and his son as Magnus Olson, a career criminal with a long record who was known to be in the area and who had beef with the former policeman.  The police had even picked him up as a possible suspect but he talked his way out of it and hid his identityunder a welter of aliases.  Olson also matched the physical description of the assailant given by Morrison’s surviving son, which Hill did not.

Then Adler identified the mysterious woman—20 year old Hilda Ericson, the daughter of the family which ran the rooming house in suburban Murray where he was staying.  She had been engaged to Hill’s friend, fellow Swede, and Fellow Worker Otto Applequist who also boarded at the house.  Joe won thegirl’s heart and she threw over Applequist for the Wobbly bard.  An upset Applequist shot Hill in a fit ofjealousy, but immediately regretted it and was the man who took Joe to the doctor for treatment.  After taking Hill back to the rooming house he packed his bag and left at 2 am with the excuse he had gone looking for work.  Hill refused to name Applequist out of loyalty to his friend, and refused to identify the girl to spare her public humiliation—or perhaps to spare her and her family the risk of persecution from the police for providing an alibi.   And despite all that it cost him, Hill refused to say more.

The judgment of history is that Joe Hill was framed.  He became a martyr to labor in no small measure because of his Last Words, a letter to IWW General Secretary Treasurer William D. “Big Bill” Haywood,

Goodbye Bill. I die like a true blue rebel. Don’t waste any time in mourning. Organize... Could you arrange to have my body hauled to the state line to be buried? I don’t want to be found dead in Utah.

That has been shortened as a union mottoto “Don’t Mourn Organize.

He also composed a memorable Last Will:

My will is easy to decide,
For there is nothing to divide.
My kin don’t need to fuss and moan,
“Moss does not cling to a rolling stone.”

My body? Oh, if I could choose
I would to ashes it reduce,
And let the merry breezes blow,
My dust to where some flowers grow.

Perhaps some fading flower then
Would come to life and bloom again.
This is my Last and final Will.
Good Luck to All of you,
Joe Hill.

 

In keeping with Hill’s wishes his body was shipped by rail to Chicago, home of the IWW’s General Headquarters where it was cremated.   His funeralwas attended by thousands at the Westside Auditorium on Thanksgiving Daywhere Haywood, spoke along with tributesin several other languages and performances of Hill’s songs.  The funeral possession was reportedly one of the largest ever held in Chicago up to that time.  It took Hill’s remains to Waldheim Cemetery—now known as Forest Home Cemetery—where the bulk of his ashes were scatteredaround the Haymarket Martyrs Memorial.


One of the packets of Joe Hill's ashes distributed around the world and to every state but Utah.

The rest of his ashes were dividedinto small manila envelopes which were sent to IWW locals or delegates in all 48 states except Utah as well as to Sweden, and other countries. 

Over the years some packets of Hill’s ashes have surfaced—some that were seizedby the Federal Government in its 1919 nationwide raids on IWW halls and offices were returned to the union by the National Archives in 1988.  The packets have been disposed of in various ways, some ceremonial, some not.  British labor singer Billy Bragg reportedly ate some.  West coast Wobbly singer Mark Ross has some inside his guitar.  Former Industrial Worker editor Carlos Cortez scattered ashes at the dedicationof a monument to the six striking coal miners killed by Colorado State Police machine gun firein the 1927 Columbine Mine Massacre.   An urn kept at General Headquarters in Chicago contained his last known ashes but reportedly has been lost in a series of moves.  

Hill entered American culture as a folk hero along with the likes of John Henry and Casey Jones largely thanks to the memorable 1936 song I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night with lyrics by Alfred Hayes and music by Earl Robinson.  As performed and recorded by the great African-American actor, activist, and singer Paul Robeson it became an anthem of the labor movement and eventually more famous than Hill’s own songs.  More than three decades later Joan Baez introduced it to a new generation of radicals and activists when she sang it at the Woodstock Festival in 1989. 

Phil Ochs, one of the heirs of Hill’s protest bard legacy also wrote and recorded his own Ballad of Joe Hill complete with a detailed account of his fate. 


The 1980 Swedish postage stamp commemorating Joe Hill.

Hill is also a revered figure in his native Sweden where he has been commemorated on postage stamps and where his childhood home is reverently preserved as a museum.  In 1971 director Bo Widerberg came to the States to film his Joe Hill.  Despite his reputation as the lyrical auteurof the internationally acclaimed Elvira Madigan, Widerberg botched the job by sacrificing much of the gritty class war content for a sappy and unbelievable romance.  The film sank like a stone when released in English in the U.S. 

IWW artist Carlos Cortez produced several large format lino-cut hand printed posters of Joe Hill.

But even a bad movie could not erode Hill’s fame.  He has appeared in fiction, poetry, and plays and has inspired several works of art, perhaps most notably in linocut posters hand produced by Wobbly artist, poet, and editor Carlos Cortez.

For the centennial of Hill’s execution events were held around the country and the world all year, including a series of Joe Hill Road Show tours featuring contemporary IWW musicians and other performers of people’s music.

Truly, Joe Hill is the Man Who Never Died.

 


Seasonal Murfin Verse from the Vault—Mid-November Dawn

18 November 2020 at 11:27


 

It seems like a good day to resurrect a poemthat appeared in a slightly different form in my 2004 collection We Build Temples in the Heart published by Beacon Press, Boston.

The poem came to me early one morning on my daily walk from the Metra train stationin Cary, Illinois to Briargate Elementary School where I was the Head Custodian.  After I opened the building and classroomsand hoisted the Flag outside, I grabbed a cup of bad coffee in the Teachers’ Lounge and set down to scribblea first draft.

 

Mid-November Dawn

 

The time has come,

            I know, I know.

 

The soft frosts that fade

            at the first blush of light

            are over.

            The grass snaps now

            with each step,

            the cold seeps around

            the buttons of my coat,

            up my sleeves,

            down my neck.

 

Of a sudden the leaves,

            just yesterday the glory

            of the season,

            are shed in heaps and drifts.

            The bare arms that held them

            Shiver in the dawn.

 

Long clouds of starlings

            swirl and trail across

            the lowering sky,

            crows clamor over

            carrion earth.

 

The time has come,

            I know, I know.

 

But just when the wail of grief

            wells in my throat,

            the keening for utter loss

            that crowds my senses

            and my soul—

a simple doe ambles unconcerned

across the scurrying road

into a remnant patch of wood,

somewhere just out of sight

the half-maddened buck

thrashes in the brambles.

 

The time has come,

            I know, I know.

 

My blood quickens in the cold,

            death falls away.

 

--Patrick Murfin

 



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International Students Day—Why You Have Been Kept in the Dark About It

17 November 2020 at 12:55


 International Students Day is such a hot potato that even the United Nations will not support it.  Wonder why?

Note to all of my younger readers—if I have any. Today is International Student’s Day but you would not notice it at any American school, college, university.  Why? Because the day honors students not just for academics, but for their traditional role as being a kind of collective public conscience, the bearers of high ideals, and a thorn in the side of arbitrary authority everywhere.   In other words pretty much exactly what our oligarchs and authorities do not want.  They would prefer you train quietly and diligently to seamlessly become cogs in the machinery of their prosperity.  Or if you must blow off steam, do it at football games, keggers, or meaningless hook-up sex.  Anything but protest.

I come from a quaint generation that took student activism as a given inspired by the Civil Rights Movement and protests against the War in Vietnam.  We paid our dues in innumerable marches, sit-ins, Freedom Rides, the Streets of Chicago, university occupations, and at Orangeburg, Kent State, and Jackson State.  But after the war wound down and the Draft became an empty threat, campuses quieted.  Not that student activism ever entirely disappeared—there was always a level of activity and issues that raised the passions of some.  But no mass movement, no sense of common purpose.  In fact in many places conservatives organized effective counter presence.

Millions, including students, joined in mass protests and marches to try and stop a post-9/11 invasion of Iraq, when the war actually started there was not much of a sustained movement against it and what there was wanedas the War on Terror  dragged on interminably, becoming just background noise.

The most significant new mass social movement in decades, the Occupy Movement, was spearheaded by young post-college adults whose lives and hopes had been disruptedby the economic crash of 2008 and crushing student debt.  As it spread across the country from city to city students became involved and there were some actions on campus as the infamous pepper spraying of non-violent students at Santa Monica College, it never really became a student movement.

But more recently things have begun to change.

Students have often taken the lead in Black Lives Matter protests.

Youth, including high school and college student did become the driving force behind the next important development—then Black Lives Matter Movement.  But at first they were acting and reacting on the streets not as students per se.  That escalated this year after the murders of George Floyd, Briana Taylor, and others.  In many communities students spearheaded efforts to remove police from their schools.

Parkman Florida school shooting survivors helped mobilize and sustain a nation-wide movement.

After yet another school mass murder at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida student survivor organized what became a national anti-gun violence movement, #NeverAgain with school walk outs and local and national protests and marches.  They were also very sophisticated in the use of both social media and messaging in mainstream media.   And they sustained activity well beyond the first flush of actions in 2018 lobbying state and Federal lawmakers for significant action on gun control, organizing boycotts of businesses supporting the National Rifle Association (NRA), and conducting youth voter registration drives,

There were other stirrings—the Dreamers movement and immigration protests, the anti-rape culture movement.  Students seem no longer so domesticated.  But they were not alone on campuses anymore.  A vicious Alt-right movement—read racist and white supremacist—has been emboldened. All of which recalls the events that inspired the creation of International Student’s Day.

Student-led Climate Strikes around the world have been diverse and multi-cultural befitting a global vision.

But by far the most significant development is the world-wide movement inspired by Swedish teenager Greta Thunberg and her Friday Climate Change strikes.  In September 2019 those scattered actions became the Global Climate Strike and continues as Extinction Rebellion.  Importantly Third World students have joined privileged Europeans and North American in leadership of the still growing movement.

International Student Day owes its origins to the dark days following the Nazi occupation of Czechoslovakia in 1939.  The country was perhaps the most sophisticated in Eastern Europe with a large and prosperous middle class which placed value on what was called high culture.  Education was particularly esteemedand it had one of the highest percentageof its young people enrolled in universities in the world.  In Prague many of those students had watched glumly as German troops poured into the city in March.

The death of student Jan Opleta who was shot during an anti-Nazi march in Prague sparked an even greater protest at his funeral. 

Some students fled the country with their families, it they were able.  Jewish students were expelledand Jewish professors fired.  Some students, particularly young Communists and left Social Democrats went underground and began to form what would become a resistance movement.  Most stayed fearfully at their studies, but many were determined to protest the subjugation of their country.

On October 29, the anniversary of the Declaration of theCzechoslovak Republic in 1919, students of the Medical Faculty of Charles University held a street rally which was violently suppressed by the Nazis.   Among the wounded was Jan Opleta who was shotand died of his wounds on November 11.

Opleta's funeral on November 17, 1939 turned into a mass protest that sparked a vicious Nazi repression.

Students from all over Prague and the now splinteredCzechoslovakia turned out by the tens of thousands to make Opleta’s funeral procession into a mass protest on November 15.  Students expected reprisals.  What they got was beyond any of their imaginations.

On November 17 the Nazis stormed the University of Pragueand other campuses.  All universities around the former nation were immediately closed and their students ejected.  1,200 were rounded up and deported immediately to concentration camps.  Others would be picked up and arrestedover the next year.  Few of those sent to the camps survived the War.

Nine professors and students were shot without trial the same day.  Their names have become a litany of heroes to CzechsJosef Matoušek, Jaroslav Klíma, Jan Weinert, Josef Adamec,    Jan Černý, Marek Frauwirt, Bedřich Koukala, Václav Šafránek, and František Skorkovský.

In 1941 the International Student Council (ISC) which included many refugees, proclaimed November 17 International Students Day with the approval and encouragement of Allied governmentswhich used the proclamation in their propaganda broadcasts to the Continent.

The celebration was kept alive in the post war years by the successor organization to the ISC the International Union of Students.  Along with the National Unions of Students in Europe and others there has been an on-going attemptto get the United Nations to officially recognize the day along with celebrations for Women, Children, Indigenous Peoples, and such.  The effort has been met with what might be called benign neglect.  It turns out a lot of governments are worried about politicized students.  And support has been forthcoming and withdrawn depending on whose ox is being gored by students in the street.

Take the case of the old Soviet Union and its Eastern Bloc allies.  They originally embraced the celebration as an extension of anti-fascism.  But that changed after another incident in Prague.

Czech students to the streets again on November 17, 1989, the 50th anniversary of the anti-Nazi protests.  The uproar over the violent repression of the march led directly to the Velvet Revolution and the ouster of the pro-Soviet government.

In 1989 independent student leaders and the official Student Union organized mass demonstration for the 50th anniversary of the attack on Czech schools and students.  The 15,000 students who took to the streets in a peaceful paradeused the opportunity to criticizethe Communist Party and government on an array of issues.  Police responded with a predictable baton attackleaving many wounded and one dead.  The dead man turned out to be a secret police agent who had infiltrated the students but had gotten too close to his own government’s clubs. 

Students did not realize the dead man was an agent, however, and rumors of the death of a comrade swept the capital.  A student strike was proclaimed and supported by actors and others.  The subsequent uproar led directly to the Velvet Revolution and the ouster of the Communist Government breaking the hold of the Soviet Union on Eastern Europe.

 After the fall of the Berlin Wall and the collapse of the Soviet Union, European student groups fractured on ideological lines.  In the chaos, international coordination of Student Day observances fell by the way side, although many countries and national Student Unions carried on independent celebrations.

Since then students have been at the forefront of protestand rebellion throughout the former Soviet empire, in China’s Tiananmen Square, in the Arab Spring, in anti-austerity protests across Europe, in Istanbul, and dozens of other places around the world.  They protest against tyrants of the Left and of the Right, against oligarchic wealth, and religious zealotry.   No wonder governments are so skittish about encouraging them with United Nations recognition.

At the World Social Forum held in Mumbai, India in 2004 various student groups and national unions began to discuss a re-launch an official, coordinated movement.  The movement has picked up steam, particularly in Europe.

In 2009 there was a massive commemoration of the 70th Anniversary and a major conferenceheld at the University of Brussels.  Among the actions taken was a resolution pressing for the adoption of a European Student Rights Charter.

But still no participation in the USA.  Hey, here’s an idea, young readers.  What say you start something….

 

Workers and Wobblies—In November We Remember

16 November 2020 at 10:21

Ralph Chaplin, then the editor of the Industrial Worker wrote this poem, later set to music.  Pictured is Frank Little, the tough IWW hard rock miners organizer who was lynched in Butte, Montana in 1917.

For many of us November is a melancholy month.  Often slate gray skies silhouette naked trees in a chilling wind.  Death seems at hand.  But so is its handmaiden—remembrance.  After all, the month begins with All Souls/Day of the Dead when the memories of ancestors and loved onesare honored. 

English school children still chant “Remember, Remember the Fifth of November,”  now a harmless nursery rhyme about Guy Fawkes and the Gunpowder Plot but was once an annual call to riot and mayhem against Catholics not only in Britain but in pre-Revolutionary War New England.  Here in the American Midwest we are often reminded of the Edmund Fitzgerald, the Great Lakes iron ore freighter that sankwith all hands in a gale on Lake Superior on November 10, 1975 and is commemorated in Gordon Lightfoot’s haunting ballad.  On November 11 Americans celebrate Veterans Day on the anniversary of the Armistice that ended the First World War.  But in Britain and most Commonwealth nations it is a somber Remembrance Day, more akin to our Memorial Day in honoring war dead.

This 2015 cover of the Industrial Worker was in the continuing tradition "In November We Remember" issues.

But the month carries special meaning to the American labor movement.  Beginning in the early 1920’s the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) began annually commemorating a string of radical and union martyrs under the heading In November We Remember!  Aside from articles in the union press—theIndustrial Pioneer and the Industrial Worker and often local programs and memorials, the month was used to raise funds for the General Defense Committee for the legal defense of persecuted unionists and aid for class war prisoners.

Most often cited in annual observances were the following cases, each with a unique and tragic story.  In each case I will link to a blog post with full story.

The execution of the Haymarket Martyrs in 1887.

The Haymarket MartyrsOn November 11, 1887 four of the original eight anarchists and unionists charged with murder after a bomb exploded killing several attacking police at a protest rally at Haymarket Square in Chicagoon May 4, 1886.  Albert Parsons, August Spies, Adolph Fischer, and George Engel were hung at Cook County Jail.  A fifth defendant, Louis Ling, had committed suicide in jail to deprive the state from executing him.  Their death galvanized the international labor movement and led directly to the establishment of May Day as International Labor Day.


The Everett Massacre--The IWW lost at least 5 dead and 27 injured when Sheriff's deputies and timber industry gun thugs opened fire on the Verona and another boat bringing Seattle Wobblies to Everett, Washingtonfor a free speech fight on November 5, 1916.  About half a dozen other Wobs were missing and presumed drowned after jumping from the ambushed boat to evade the lethal cross fire from shore. 

Wobblies  recently raised money for a new headstone for Wesley Everett in Centralia.  The backside tells the story.

The Centralia Massacre—See my Armistice/Veterans Day post.  November 1l was also the centennial of the Centralia Massacre.  Westley Everest, an IWW member and veteran in uniform, was lynched following an attack on the IWW hall in Centralia, Washington by members of a lumbermen’s Citizen Committee and American Legionaries.

The post-mortem photo of Joe Hill's body show four firing squad bullets that killed him.

Joe HillLegendary IWW songwriter and footloose agitator Joe Hill (a/k/a Joel Haglund and Joseph Hillstrom) was executed by firing squad in Utah for a murder he could not have committed on this date in 1915.  Many of his songs continue to be printed in new editions of the IWW’s Little Red Song Book and he help establish a tradition of labor music inherited by Woody Guthrie, Pete Seeger, Utah Phillips, and Si Kahn and others.  He may be best known to the public for I Dreamed I Saw Joe Hill Last Night, a song by Alfred Hayes and Earl Robinson famously recorded by Paul Robeson and Joan Baez.

Mother Jones celebrated her birthday on May 1, 1930 a few month before she died.

Mother Jones—Although not a martyr and directly related to the IWW only through her attendance at its 1905 founding convention, Mary Harris Jones, the miners’ angel, is often included in later versions of this litany.  She died on November 30, 1930 well into her 90’s after more than forty years of tireless activism and hell raising.

Both the IWW and the labor movement also use this month to remember the countless others who have given their lives during the years of more or less open class warfare in the United States and down to this day.

For instance D.J. Alperovitz as part of his massive IWW archive project at the University of Washington has documented the deaths of more than 170 individual associated with the union from its founding to the 1970’s in the file IWW Members Killed Year by Year.  The list includes some bystanderskilled when police, militia, or gun thugs shot at strikers and picketers, the unborn babies of women who miscarried due to violence, members who died in jail often after abuse, and some who were killed in fights or while allegedly committing crimes that may or may not have been related to their membership.

Among the earliest listed are several members killed in the IWW’s 1909 Press Steel Car Strike in McKees Rocks, Pennsylvania.  Seven members were gunned down and murdered in the ColumbineMassacre in 1924 in Colorado when the state Militia opened fire with machine guns on a camp of coal strikers and their families.  Several other strikes had multiple fatalities.  The list also includes Wobs who died in the Baja Rebellion of 1913, Mexican Revolution, in the Soviet Union during and after the Russian Civil War, and while fighting as volunteers in the Spanish Civil War.  The last two listed were Frank Terrugi, a student, journalist, IWW member killed in the 1973 Chilean Coup whose story was an inspiration for the film   Missing with Jack Lemon and Sissy Spacek and journalist Frank Gould who disappeared in 1974 while covering the Moro Rebellion in the Philippines.

Of course we should remember the labor dead beyond the IWW.  A far from comprehensive list would include those killed in the Great Railway Strike of 1877, decades of mine wars in Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Kentucky, Illinois, and Colorado including the Battle of Blair Mountain, the 1919Steel Strike, and the 1937 Memorial Day Massacre in Chicago.

So much to remember….


To Look Sharp and to be Sharp too—King Gillette Gets a Patent

15 November 2020 at 14:36
                              Kindly looking King R. Gillette's visage became the trademark of his products. On this date in 1904 King R. Gillette  secured a patent on a safety razor and the disposable blades to use in it.  The products quickly changed the lives of American men and the and the culture.  Men were liberated from straight razors which required daily stropping to keep sharpand except in the deftest of handsapt leave minor or major cuts—a day without blood on the towel was a victory for many.  A major victim of the safety razor were the ubiquitous neighborhood barbershops and the ones that were in virtually every major office building and many factories where many men gathered daily for a professional ...

The Victory of Light Over Darkness—Diwali in the Shadow of the Coronavirus Pandemic

14 November 2020 at 10:34


There are many Festivals of Light celebrated by religions and cultures around the world including Christmas, Chanukah, and Winter Solstice observances familiar in the West.  But none are more colorful or enjoyed with such gleeful abandon a Diwali, the Hindu festival of the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, and knowledge over ignorance.  In most of the Northern Hemisphere the five day holiday began this year on November 19, but reaches its peak on today, the third day of the celebration. 

But this year India has reported more than 8.6 million COVID-19 cases and more than 127,000 deaths, second only to the United States which has more than 10.2 million cases and nearly 240,000 deaths, according to data from John Hopkins University.  The rapid spread of the virus through densely populatedIndia has been blamed largely on other religious festivals this year celebrated by Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, Jains, Buddhists, and local cults.  Each religion has it zealous observers and entrenched customs and has been deeply suspicious that any attempt to curb rituals and parades represents oppression and/or persecution by other groups.

Masking has been enforced and widely observerd, especially in urban centers during the Covid-19 emergency, but people still throng the streets like these women doing shopping for Diwali.

Diwali is more widely observed than any other festival and is celebrated not only by Hindus but by Sikhs, Jains, Buddhists and secularIndians, and even unofficially by some Muslims.  The national and Indian state governments are trying to discourage the traditional large public gatherings and emphasizing family gatherings and on-line observances but are loathe to enforce lockdowns or bansin fear of stoking religious rebellionsand riots.  The national government is in the hands of Hindu nationalists and is especially reluctant.

The large Indian diaspora in the United Kingdom, South Africa, the Caribbean, Canada, Fiji, the United States and elsewhere face restrictions which will put a damper on South Asians’ most visible celebrations that have extra elements of cultural pride and claiminga part of the larger societies in which they live.

A lot of lights will have to be lit to dispel this particular darkness.

Typically during the celebration, temples, homes, shops, and work placesare brightly illuminated.  In most of India the climax of the festival occurs on the third day coinciding with the darkest night of the Hindu solar month Kartika. In the Gregorian calendar, it generally falls between mid-October and mid-November. 

Young women of the Hindu diaspora light diyas.

During the climax, revelers adorn themselves in their finest clothes, illuminate the interior and exterior of their homes with diyas(oil lamps or candles), offer puja (worship) to Lakshmi, the goddess of prosperityand wealth, light fireworks, and enjoy family feasts, where mithai (sweets),  and giftsare shared.

Details of the celebration vary across regions and even the names of each feast day change with local dialects and languages.  In much of southern India and in Sri Lanka Tamils celebrate the first day of Diwali as most significant.  Diwali is also a major cultural event for Jains and other religious minorities on the Indian Subcontinent.   The Sikhscelebrate Bandi Chhor Divas to mark the release of Guru Hargobind from a Mughal Empire prison,  Newar Buddhists, unlike other Buddhists, celebrate Diwali by worshipping Lakshmi, while the Bengali Hindus generally celebrate Diwali, by worshipping Goddess Kali.  Except for Muslims and the small minority of Indian Christians, pretty much the whole country takes off to party. 

William Simpson labelled his chromolithograph of 1867 as Dewali, feast of lamps. It showed streets lit up at dusk, with a girl and her mother lighting a street corner lamp

The Diwali festival is likely a fusion of harvest festivals in ancient India.  It is mentioned in Sanskrit texts such as the Padma Purana and the Skanda Purana both of which were completed in the second half of the 1st Millennium CE. The diyas  are mentioned in Skanda Kishore Purana as symbolizing parts of the Sun, describing it as the cosmic giver of light and energy to all life and which seasonally transitions in the Hindu calendar month of Kartika. 

Most British, Commonwealth, and North American Hindu communities have their roots in the north of India and commonly celebrate these five days:

Day OneDhanterasmarks the beginning when people traditionally purchase some gold or silver or at least one or two new cooking utensils for good luck.

                                The goddess Lakshmi.

Day TwoNarak Chaturdasi is also called Choti Diwali when people take oil baths before sunrise with ubtan, a homemade paste of herbs that can be used as asoap, and a face or body mask.

A family celebrates with sparklers and new clothes.

Day ThreeLakshmi Puja is the main and most festive day of the festival when people keep the house spotlessly clean and pure to welcome goddess Lakshmi. After a day of fasting sweets and gifts are shared.  Lamps are lit in the evening, and Lakshmi puja, a home religious observance celebrating the goddess with chants, mantras, and honoring of ancestors.  Celebrations spill from homes and businesses into the streets with more lamp lighting, singing and dancing and public fireworks.

Day FourGovardhan Puja or Padwa celebrates the love between husband and wife in commemoration of Parvati and her husband Shiva as well as the lifting the Govardhan mountain by Krishna to save a cowherd and farming communities from incessant rains and floods triggered by Indra’s anger.  It is thus also a harvest fest and day of thanksgiving marked by Annakut, the mountain of food. Communities prepare a meal over one hundred dishes from a variety of ingredients, which is dedicated to Krishna before shared communally. Hindu temples on this day prepare and present mountains of sweets to the faithful who have gathered for darshan, a visit. In Gujarat, the day is also called Annakut is the first day of the new year and celebrated through the purchase of sabras, the  good things in life, such as salt, offering prayers to Krishna and visiting temples.

Family prayers before the Mountain of Sweets in a North American temple.

Day FiveBhai Duj celebrates the bond between brotherand sister.  Women of the family gather, perform a puja with prayers for the wellbeing of their brothers, then return to a ritual of feedingtheir brothers with their hands and receiving gifts. In some Hindu traditions the women recite taleswhere sisters protect their brothers from enemiesthat seek to cause him either bodily or spiritual harm. Often brothers travel to meet their sisters, or invite their sister's family to their village to celebrate their sister-brother bond with the bounty of seasonal harvests.

A sister feeding her brother on Bhai Duj.

Variations on these are almost infinite in the complex world of Hinduism and customs can even vary from village to village in the same regions.  But the joy of the season is celebrated by more than 800 million people worldwide making it one of the largest religious festivals on the planet.


Bloody Sunday at Trafalgar Square—Victorian Class War

13 November 2020 at 12:36

A popular British magazine illustration of the police charge on marchers in Trafalgar Square in 1887.

There sure are one hell of a lot of Bloody Sundays.  Could make your head spin.  A Wikipedia Disambiguation page lists 18 between 1873 and 1991 and I am not sure the list is definitive.  The first was a Reconstruction Era race riot in Colfax, Louisiana in which White Democrats attacked Black Republicans and Militia members trying to defend the ballot results of an election.  Between 50 and 160 Blacks were killed, most executed after surrendering and their bodies dumped in the river.  The most recent was on January 13, 1991 in Vilnius, Lithuania when Soviet troops opened fire on civilians protesting rising prices in newly independent nation.  In between most of the incidents were cases of police, military, or armed security guardsopening fire on protestors.  A handful like a 1939 massacre of civilians at Bydgoszcz, Poland by Nazi Germany were war crimes.

Most Americans associate Bloody Sunday with the attack on voting rights marchers at the Edmund Pettus Bridgein Selma, Alabama on March 7, 1965 setting the stage for the historic Selma to Montgomery March on March 21.  They may also recall a Bloody Sunday on January 30, 1972 when British Army Paratroopers opened fire on unarmed Catholic demonstrators in Belfast, Northern Ireland leading to a twenty year-long guerilla war and bombing campaign by the Provisional IRA.  It is remembered as much for protest songs by Paul McCartney, Give Ireland Back to the Iris; John Lennon, Sunday Bloody Sunday; and U2’s song of the same name.

The events in London’s famed Trafalgar Square on November 13, 1887 are virtually unknown to Americans, but this particular Bloody Sunday was pivotal in British political, class, and labor history and helped shape a generation of struggle.

Times were hard in Britain in the 1880’s.  Had been since a crash in 1873 and would continue to be until the turn of the 20th Century.  The period is remembered as the Long Depression.  There were many contributing causes but among the most significant was a collapse in agricultural commodity prices that combined with the introduction of modern farming equipmentdisplaced rural agricultural laborers and tenant farmers who with nowhere else to go flooded the cities.  The infusion of so many unskilled laborersinto the cities led to a collapse of wages.  Unemployment skyrocketed and depressed wagesled to wide spread want.

Nowhere was the agricultural depression felt more strongly than in Ireland where despite huge losses in population due to starvation and diseasein the Potato Famine decades earlier and mass emigration to the United States, Canada, and Australia, continuing consolidation of landed estates forced more peasants off the land, many of them piling into English cities when they could not raise fare for new worlds. 

Discontent had been building in the cities where there had been demonstrations of the unemployed and clashes with police for two years.  And in rural Ireland there were rent strikes, boycotts, rioting, and unrest which caused the Coercion Act of 1881 allowing for persons to be imprisoned without trial.  The act was introduced by the Liberal Government of William Gladstone and, along with continued harsh measures in Ireland, led to the abandonment by the radical wing of the Party.  With the old Whigs shattered, the Tories—now officially the Conservatives, swept to power and would remain in the saddle almost continually through the rest of the century.  Their hold was secured by the allocation of seats in Parliament that still vastly underrepresented urban and working class districts while preserving rural safe ridings for the Conservatives.

The Conservatives ideologically refused to consider measures of domestic reliefor economic reforms that might have interfered with a free market.  They were also most interested in the maintenance and extension of the Empire through which the vast wealth of the world settled into the hands of banks, corporations, and an entrenched elite who were thus insulated from the domestic economic crisis.

Starving men from London's East End slums line up for meal tickets from the Salvation Army.  Private charity was the only form of relief for the desperate.

These conditions had given rise to new movements—a small but growing socialist movement including the Marxistsof the Social Democratic Federation(SDF) and Socialist League, and the middle class and intellectual Fabian Society of reformist socialists.  Discontented Liberals and former Liberals had rallied around organizations like the National Secular Society, various free thought movements, and radical dissenters including the Unitarians.

There were also organizations of the Irish diaspora, increasingly radicalized by the Coercion Acts.  These were galvanized by the recent arrest of Irish nationalist Member of Parliament William O’Brien who was imprisoned for incitement as a result of an incident in the Irish Land War.  The Irish National League called for a mass demonstration to demand O’Brien’s release.

The SDF, led by William Morris, better known to American viewers of Antiques Road Show as the textile and furniture designer who was the father of the Arts and Crafts Movement, was eager to curry favor with the burgeoning Irish populations of the London slums and joined in the call for a demonstration.  They broadened demands to include unemployment relief.  They were able to attract fairly significant numbers of native English workers, many of them members of the struggling trade union movement.  The Fabians were not official sponsors, but most prominent members offered their support, including Irishman George Bernard Shaw, as did some of the radical Liberals and Freethinkers.

Artist and designer of furniture, wall paper, and domestic decorations, was also a leading radical and leader of the Social Democratic Federation which took the lead in organizing the Trafalgar march.

The march was well publicized in advance.  The Conservative government of Lord Salisbury vowed not to be intimidated and assigned infantry companies and cavalry troops in support of hundreds of massed Metropolitan Police who were armed only with their truncheons.

The flash point would be Trafalgar Square where the working class East End met the upper-class West End of London.  On that Sunday afternoon as many as 30,000 “respectable citizensringed the square in hopes of witnessing the suppression of the march as if it were a spectator sport.  Ironically, although many of the crowd probably hoped to see violence unleashed against the demonstrators, the presence of so many witnessescaused authorities to order that troops carry unloaded weapons and that the cavalry refrain from drawingtheir sabers.  There would be no repeat of the bloody military attacks on Chartist demonstrators 40 years before.

Annie Besant of the National Secularist League was the firs speaker physically restrained from speaking but she was not beaten or arrested like other march leaders.

The march was well organized and coordinated.  Various feeder marches converged on the Square from different points in the East End.  Columns were led by Morris, fiery trade unionist and SDF leader John Burns, National Secularist League speaker Annie Besant, Scottish radical Liberal MP Robert Cunninghame-Graham, and the socialist feminist Elizabeth Reynolds.  Their prominence is an indication of how much of the leadership of the movement had slipped from the hands of the Irish nationalists to the socialists and radicals.

But the majority of the marchers, estimated at around 10,000 in numbers were Irish.  And they were plenty mad.  By all accounts many had come armed with clubs, iron bars, gas pipes, and knives.  They were met with a force of 2,000 police and 400 troops.  As soon as Annie Besant attempted to address the crowd, she was restrained by police, who despite her insistence declined to arrest her.  But police did attack other leaders including Burns and Cunninhame-Graham beating both men badly before dragging them away.

Police and a "respectable citizen" detain a stereotypical Irish rioter. Most of the press was hostile to the demonstrators and supported the government.

Police charged the crowd with truncheon’s swinging.  They were met and resisted by many of the armed Irish in a bloody meleein which dozens on both sides were seriously injured.  Perhaps biased press accounts claimed that the Police suffered greater injuries. Troops surged forward to disperse the crowd, the cavalry trampling many and some demonstrators were stabbed by bayonets.  Scores were injured and at least two demonstrators, Alfred Linnell, a young clerk and W. B. Curner died later of their wounds.

Burns and Cunninhame-Graham and others who were arrestedwere sentenced to seven weeks in prison.  In Parliament most Liberal MPs supported the Conservative government’s use of force and its refusal to offer any concessions to the demonstrators.

William Morris's Memorial illustrated by Walter Crane was widely circulated in cheap editions for the poor.

One week later a second protest meetingwas broken up by police.  Shortly after Linnell, who had not even been a participant in the march, but an unlucky spectator run down by a cavalry horse, died.  William Morris composed a memorial hymn which was published and widely disseminated.  Morris spoke at a memorial for Linnell telling thousands assembled that, “It is our business to begin to organize for the purpose of seeing that such things shall not happen; to try and make this earth a beautiful and happy place.”

When the prisoners were released in February an open meeting lead to a breach between the radical Liberals, secularists, and reformist socialists and the more radical Marxists.   SDF leader Henry Hyndman violently denounced the Liberal party, and singled out for criticism even radicals like Cunninghame-Graham for being insufficiently committed to the working class.  It represented a rejection of “respectable” middle class leadership leading eventually to a new strategy centering on the Trade Union movement and the creation of a working class led social democratic Labour Party.

The British labor and socialist movements would look back on Bloody Sunday as an almost mythic event in their self-defined origin stories.

Ellis Island—Where Immigrants Were Once Welcomed Roughly

12 November 2020 at 15:22

Ellis Island around the turn of the 20th Century.


A guy who should have been a joke became the leading contender for the Republican Presidential nomination in 2016.  He got elected largely on his promise to build a high tech version of the Great Wall of China across our Southern boarders at a cost of billions of dollars, to round up and deport 11 million so called illegal aliens, and even to revoke the citizenship of millions born in the U.S. to immigrant parents.  In addition to casting Latino immigrants as criminals and rapists, he targeted Muslims and African immigrants.  His policies resulted in the infamous separation of childrenfrom their families and a vast network of internment facilities for immigrants and asylum seekers.  The translation of all of this is that America would be made White again.  He tapped into a deep reservoir of nativism and xenophobia that has surfaced repeatedly in American history in various ugly guises.

Take, for instance, the end of the great symbol of immigration and the doorway to millions.  Many of the decedents of the wretched refuse who entered that doorway and who were despised, abused, and exploitednow believe that they are White Real Americans and cheer on the billionaire who holds them in as much contempt as the Mexicans he disparages.

Ellis Island,the main port of entry into the United States for immigrants arriving from across the Atlantic Ocean for sixty-two years closed on November 12, 1954.  Since 1898 over 12 million peopled had entered the country through the immigration processing center on the island.  About 100 million people, one third of all Americans alive today either came through the Island themselves or have at least one ancestor who did.

The local native tribes called it Kioshk (Gull Island) for the birds that gathered on the stony 3.2 acre outcropping off the New Jersey coast of New York Harbor.  The Dutch and English settlers named it after the abundant oysters that attracted the gulls.  Nearby is even smaller Bedloe’s Island on which was built Ft. Wood, a harbor defense 11 point star fort completed in 1801.  When that instillation was abandoned as obsolete after the Civil War, the fort’s thick stone walls supported the base and pedestal for the Statue of Liberty, which was unveiled there in 1886.

Ellis Island, which the Federal Government purchased in 1808, was also part of the harbor defense system, featuring a parapet with three circular levels of gun platforms named Fort Gibson.  Like its neighbor, the fortification was abandoned after the Civil War.

In the late 19th Century the State of New York employed Castle Garden as an immigrant receiving station.. 

By the time that big statue was erected next door, millions of emigrants had already poured through the harbor.  At the time there was no Federal screening or regulation of immigration.  If it was done at all, such screening was left to the states.  For decades New York had funneled immigrants off the ships to Castle Garden in the Battery. From 1855 to 1890 an approximately eight million immigrants, mostly from Northern and Western Europe, passed through its doors.

The first great wave of European immigrants, especially the huge numbers of Catholic Irish had set off a wave of nativism that culminated in the Know Nothing Party.  The continuing need for massive numbers of workers to for the huge construction projectscanals, railroads, turnpikes, harbor dredging—as well as in mining and the growing industrial sector, had made absorption of the growing numbers easier.  And the Civil War both diverted the country’s attention from immigration issues and used plenty of off-the-boat immigrants as cannon fodder.

By the 1870’s, however, economic depression in Europe, famines, political instability, and a rising wave of anti-Semitism was bringing a new wave of immigrants from Southern and Eastern Europe, especially Italy, Poland, and portions of the Russian, Austro-Hungarian, and Ottoman Empires which was resented by “Americans” and earlier immigrants alike.  The Labor Movement, struggling to maintain craft unions and high wages in the skilled trades, and to establish any kind of unionism among the semi-skilled and unskilled laborers of the humming new factories, mills and mines, was fearful that a surplus of cheap labor would drive wages down and that “ignorant” immigrants would be used as scabs.   The Protestant middle class was aghast at swarthy new hordes of Papists and worse, Jews.

Pressure was growing on the Federal government to step in and regulate immigration uniformly.  The Federal government assumed responsibility in 1890.  It immediately recognized that New York’s Castle Garden facility would be unable to handle the huge numbers that seemed to increase yearly.  Work to convert abandoned Ellis Island to a receiving stationbegan almost immediately.

On January 1, 1892 the Ellis Island receiving station opened under the auspices of the new Bureau of Emigration.  Fifteen year old Anne Moore and her two brothers from Cork, Ireland, were the first to be processed.   They would be far from the last. 

The first reception center burned down within 5 years.  In December 1900 the impressive main hall which still stands was opened and processed 2,251 immigrants on the first day.  Over the years the facility was greatly expanded as was the island itself.  From 1890 onward fill from unloaded ship ballast and from construction projects in the City, especially from the Subway system, was used to expand the island.  Eventually it covered more than 27 total acres with the bulk of the land in two large sections on either side of a ferry slip connected by a narrow strip of land.  Numerous buildings dotted both sides of the island.

Immigrants arriving at Ellis Island carried all of their possessions with them.

Most people believe that all immigrants arriving by ship in New York passed through the island.  That is not quite true.  First and second class passengers were cursorily interviewed on board ship and generally passed directly through for landing in New York unless they showed signs of illness.  It was presumed that those who could afford such passage had sufficient assets to prevent them from becoming “burdens on society.”  But the vast majority of immigrants were booked third classand steerage.  Steerage passengers were treated as virtual cargo, held in cramped conditions below deck and not allowed to mingle in any way with their betters.  These were the millions that were funneled through Ellis Island’s screening process.

These passengers were transported by ferry from the docks to the island and entered the Great Hall to begin the process of evaluation.  If all went smoothly, this could take a little as two hours.  Most spent the better part of a day on the island.  But if anything went amiss, or if medical inspection detected an illness, passengers could be detained for weeks.  Besides medical screening, which typically looked out for infectious disease, blindness and other disabilities, chronic illness, infirmity, and insanity, immigrants were asked 29 questions including name, occupation, and the amount of money carried.  About 2% were sent back for various causes including having a criminal background, illness, insanity, and a total lack of funds and skills which might lead them to become a burden.  Children who arrived without a parent or guardian also were frequently rejected.

Women and children inspected for eye disease. 

Upon approval immigrants were released to welcoming family, if they had any, or to the arms of labor agents prowling the docks.  Many settled in New York, others were whisked away by rail to points all across the country, often dispatched to factories and mines by the labor agents.  These agents frequently shook down the immigrants for cash in addition to getting paid by potential employers.  Some were total frauds and immigrants found themselves trapped in towns far from the coast or supportive communities with no money and no job.

The peak year for Ellis Island was 1907, with 1,004,756 immigrants processed including an all-time daily high on April 17, 1907, when 11,747 arrived. 

A deep recessionin America slowed immigration somewhat, and World War I disrupted immigration patterns.  But the country braced for a huge new wave of immigrants and refugees after the war just as the great Red Scare was identifying immigrants as likely Communists and subversives.

In fact the War and the Red Scare combined to give the Island a new use as a detention facilityand a debarkation point for deportation.  During the war thousands of enemy aliens were detained there and during the Red Scare many more thousands rounded up in the infamous Palmer Raids were held there for deportation.  While the Island was being used for these purposes the greatly reduced flow of regular immigrants were screened on board ship.

In 1920, Ellis Island reopened as an immigration receiving station and a greatly reduced 225,206 immigrants were processed that year.

The clamor to restrain immigration, especially from those pesky Southern and Eastern European areas—and by Asians on the West Coast—led to increasingly restrictive immigration laws.  The 1921 Quota Law was refined by the 1924 National Origins Act.  Together they sought to maintain the balance of “real Americans” and earlier immigrants of Western and Northern European extraction by imposing strict quotas based on national origin that would allow new immigrants from any nation in proportion to theirrepresentation in the current American population and the totalfor all immigration was capped at a figure much lower than pre-war levels. 

After 1924 potential immigrants were supposed to apply for and be screened by American embassiesaround the world.  Those approved were given papers that would allow them to land directly in the country after clearing normal customs.  From 1924 onward only a trickle of immigrants claiming refugee status were processed through the island.  The bulk of the facilities continued to be used for detention of one sort or another.

During World War II the island again became a detention center for enemy aliens.  More than 7,000—mostly Germans and Italians, but some Japanese and some from Axis allied or occupied countries—were held on the island.  It also housed a large Coast Guard training facility.

In the post war years another Red Scare caused some suspected communists to be held there as well.  In 1952 changes in the law dropped the number of detainees from a post-war peak of 1,500 to just 30.  In fact the last were not released until 1954.   The same year the last of a trickle of immigrants was also processed—Norwegian sailor Arne Peterssen.  With the days of the trans-oceanic passenger ships drawing to a close and the arrival of more and more immigrants by air, the giant old facility was simply an expensive dinosaur when it was closed by the Eisenhower Administration the same year.

The Great Hall as restored reflects a certain architectural grandeur, but seems curiously devoid of the teaming, chaotic life that filled it in the peak immigration years.

The facilities on the island were allowed to deteriorate.  But in the 1960’s public interest in re-discovering ethnic roots began to pick up as the children and grandchildren of immigrants reached the middle class.   In 1965, President Lyndon Johnson declared Ellis Island part of the Statue of Liberty National Monument. The deteriorating buildings were opened to the public on a limited basis between 1976 and 1984 when a major restoration, the largest historic restoration in U.S. history, got under way. The $160 million dollar project was funded by donations made to the Statue of Liberty—Ellis Island Foundation in partnership with the National Park Service. The Main Building was reopened to the public on September 10, 1990 as the Ellis Island Immigration Museum. The museum now receives almost 2 million visitors annually.

A Holiday With an Identity Crisis—Armistice or Veterans Day

11 November 2020 at 13:02

Admiral Sir Rosslyn Wemyss, First Sea Lord, and Marshal Ferdinand Foch (standing), the French leader of the Allied forces  accept the German surrender ending fighting in the Great War.
 

Note:  A return of a semi-regular post.  But it will be new and news to some of you.

11/11/11.  That’s how Americans remembered the Armistice that went into effect on November 11, 1918 at 11 a.m. local time in France ending hostilities on the Western Front in what was up to that time the most catastrophically bloody war in history.  The German High Command signed the armistice just two days after revolutionariesin Berlin overthrew Kaiser Wilhelm and proclaimed a Republic. The shooting part of the Great Warwas over.  It would not officially end until the Treaty of Versailles was signed on June 28, 1919.

President Woodrow Wilson issued a proclamationdeclaring the day as Armistice Day, an occasion for national Thanksgiving and prayer.  Americans and the world were thankful, but they were more in the mood for wild celebration that day than for sober reflection and prayer.  From the great cities of Europe to the simplest of rural American villages spontaneous celebrations erupted in the streets.

These Doughboys may never have made it to the Front, but had plenty to celebrate in an impromptu New York City parade celebrating the Armistice on November 11, 1918.

By the time of the first anniversary most Allied nations had officially adopted November 11 as a holiday.  In Britain, Canada, and other Commonwealth Countries it is called Remembrance Day or Poppy Day for the red paper flowers almost universally worn on that day.    In the United States, where holiday proclamations were traditionally left to the states, only a handful had yet designated a formal holiday.  But with troops only recently come home, cities and towns across the country marked the day with parades and speeches.

Colonel Theodore Roosevelt, Jr. issued the call for the Paris Caucus where Officers and enlisted men still in France in May 1919 laid the groundwork for the establishment of the American Legion.

The spread of the day as an official holiday was promoted by veterans’ organizations.  One such organization was envisioned by Colonel Theodore Roosevelt, Jr. as a group analogousto the Grand Army of the Republic, the organization of Civil War Veterans which dominated American public life for more than 50 years.  Within days of the Armistice Roosevelt gathered officers in Paris to plan for the organization.  In March 1919 the Paris Caucus of over 1000 officers and enlisted menadopted a temporary constitution and the name American Legion.  Congress granted the Legion a charter in September and a founding convention was held in Minneapolis, Minnesota over three days that coincided with the 1919 Armistice celebrations.

Unlike the Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW), an existing organization of Spanish Civil War, Philippine Insurrection, Boxer Rebellion, and Mexican Expeditionary veterans which began accepting Great War veterans into their existing network of Posts, the American Legion had a distinctideological tone.  From the beginning, its leadership was in ultra-conservative hands and some were eager to mobilize the ranks in campaigns against the Red Menaceof the post war period.  Legion officers often encouraged their members to act as organized strike breakers.

On that same Armistice Day in 1919, an American Legion parade in Centralia, Washington, the heart of lumber country and long running labor strife, broke ranks on a pre-arranged signal and attacked the local hall of the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW). 

 

The American  Legion  in Centralia, Washington parading on Armistice Day 1919 moments before they  broke ranks to attack the IWW Hall.

Wobblies in the hall opened fire in self defense as the Legionaries tried to charge up the stairs.  Four Legionaries were killed in the attack and several others were wounded inside the hall in a confusing melee before most of the union men were disarmedWesley Everest, himself a veteran and in uniform, escaped although woundedand was chased down to the river where he shot two or more of his pursuersbefore being overwhelmed.   

That night a mob of Legionaries, with the complicity of authorities, seized the wounded Everest from his jail cell, dragged him behind an automobile, castrated him, and hung himfrom a railroad bridge.  Several IWW members including those captured in the hall and others tracked down by posses in a massive man hunt were put on trial.  Eight Wobblies were convicted of second degree murder and sentenced to long prison terms.  No Legionnaires were charged in the initial assault.

President Warren G. Harding, standing left at the entombment of the Unknown Soldier on Armistice Day 1921.  He also proclaimed a one-time Federal Holiday for the occasion.
 

When the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier was dedicated on Armistice Day 1921, a onetime Federal Holiday was declared.  In 1926 a Congressional Resolution proclaimed the “recurring anniversary of should be commemorated with thanksgiving and prayer and exercises designed to perpetuate peace through good will and mutual understanding between nations” and that the President should issue an annual proclamation calling for the observance of Armistice Day.  It still fell short of the declaration of a Federal holiday.  At the time 27 states had official observances.  Spread of the holiday, although popular with the public, was strongly opposed by business interests.

Although the rival veterans’ organizations both campaigned for the establishment of Armistice Day as an official Holliday and supported wounded veterans, their emphasis, and political agenda, was clearly different.  The VFW was more interested in obtaining benefits and support for veterans while the Legion promoted respect for the military and patriotism.  The VFW spearheaded the campaigns that resulted in the first Veterans medical benefits, vocational training for wounded veterans, the establishment of the Veteran’s Bureau, and an act of Congress to pay Great War veterans a Bonus in 1942. 

When the Depression hit veterans especially hard, the VFW endorsed efforts to get Congress to authorize an early payment of the promised Bonus.  Although not officially supporters of the Bonus March on Washington in 1932, they were outraged when troops under General Douglas MacArthur violently dispersed the demonstrators and destroyed their camp.  The Legion, on the other hand, supported the Army and painted the Bonus Marchers as Communists.

 

Retired Marine Corps Major General Smedley Butler, a Medal of Honor winner, was recruited by business leaders and high American Legion official to be the "Man on a White Horse" to front a coup d'etat overthrowing Franklin Roosevelt in 1933 instead, he exposed the plot to Congress.

In the early days of the Franklin Roosevelt administration some Legion leaders were involved in the aborted plot to stage a military coupagainst the President and replace him with a military Man on a White Horse.  They planned to use legion members as Italian Fasciitisand German Nazis had used their Black and Brown Shirts, largely drawn from the ranks of their own veterans.  The plot was exposed when an officer who was offered the titular role military savior, Marine Corps General Smedley Butler publicly exposed the cabal.  The plot was averted but its leaders were so powerful that none were ever charged or tried for treason.

On May 13, 1938 Congress finally approved of a Federal Holiday on November 11 “dedicated to the cause of world peace and to be hereafter celebrated and known as ‘Armistice Day.’”

By then another world catastrophe was on the horizon.  After World War II veterans organizations and the public were both divided between creating a new public holiday making the end of that war, mostly likely on V-J (Victory over Japan) Day, or if Armistice Day should be renamed to include the new wave of veterans.  Veterans of World War I, as the first conflict was now called, were unitedin their desire to keep Armistice Day for themselves.  The huge wave of young vets was split.  What ever happened, business interests were strongly opposed to the creation of any more Federal holidays for any reason.

After signing legislation creating the official new Federal Veteran's Day holiday, President Dwight D. Eisenhower posed with leaders of the American Legion, left, and the Veterans of Foreign Wars, right. Representative Edwin Rees of Kansas, the sponsor of  the legislation is to the immediate left of Ike.
 

Finally the issue was settled when on June 4, 1954 with a whole new crop of veterans from the Korean Waralready coming home, President Dwight D. Eisenhower signed the Act of Congress that transformed Armistice Day into Veterans Day.

Traditionalistsstill grumbled.  But they were really given something to complain about in 1968 when Congress passed the Uniform Holidays Bill, which sought to ensure three-day weekends for federal employeesand to encourage tourism and travel by celebrating four national holidays, Washington's Birthday, Memorial Day, Veterans Dayand Columbus Day on Mondays.  Federal Veterans Day was moved to the last Monday in October.  When the first observance under the new scheme was held on October 21, 1971 the public was outraged and most states refused to go along, maintaining November 11 as state holidays.  In many states that meant two observances—and competing claims for paid holiday by workers in private industry covered by labor contracts.  Businesses hated that. 

Bowing to public pressure President Gerald Ford signed a new law returning the observation of Veterans Day to November 11th beginning in 1978. If November 11 falls on a Saturday or Sunday, the Federal government observes the holiday on the previous Friday or following Monday.

In recent years mid-week observance of Veterans Day have lowered its public profile.  Fewer and fewer cities and towns held Veterans Day parades.  Participation in local commemorations faded as first the World War I veterans passed and then the ranks of World War II and Korean Veterans shrank.  Veterans of the unpopular Vietnam War often felt unwelcome in Legion and VFW posts and were stigmatized by the public as troubledand possibly dangerous.

Veterans organizations became outraged as a wide-spread movement to keep kids in school resulted in Veterans Day being dropped as a school holidayin many places.  Ironically, with schools in session and many state legislatures mandating veterans’ curricula on that day, the holiday may have gotten a boost in interest among studentswho previously would have just enjoyed a day away from studies.

The long, lingering wars in Iraq and Afghanistan produced new rounds of veterans, many of them National Guardsmen and Reservists, older soldiers with deep roots in their home communities.  They are giving the day new meaning.

 

Younger Vets have replaced aging World War II, Korean, and Vietnam vets in parades like this one last year in New York City.  This year the Coronavirus pandemic has caused most parades and public observance to be canceled.

Both pro and anti-war people have used the day to advance their causes.  Despite the predictably bellicose stance of the national leadership of the American Legion and to a lesser extent the VFW, most of these new veterans adamantly refuse to allow the holiday to be politicized.  They want to honor the service of all veterans regardless of opinions on the wars by the public—or by veterans themselves.

Unfortunately that determination was ignored by Donald Trump who famously yearned to stage an epic military parade including tanks and missiles to roll by a reviewing stand like observances in France—and Russia.  While that wild dream was hosed down by the almost unanimous opposition of military leaders, technical difficulties, and the enormous expense, the Cheeto-in-Charge has continued to exploit veterans even as he personally cheated on millions of Dollars of promised charitable donations, short changed and mismanaged veterans’ health care, and has imprisoned and deported immigrant veterans including wounded heroes who were promised a path tocitizenship for their service.

In the past year revelations that he had disrespected American by refusing to travel to a World War II American military cemetery in France when he was in Europe for a 75th Anniversary commemoration of D-Day and again at Arlington National Cemetery.  On both occasions he referred to the war dead as “losers” and “suckers.”  Many outraged veterans and active duty military turned against the Resident.  Now in the wake of his humiliating but unacknowledged loss to Joe Biden odds are long against him emerging from his White House bunker and daring to appear and lay the customary wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.  He may delegate the task, as he has in the past, to Vice President Mike Pence or some other lackey while he sulks, rages, and Tweets

Final Jeopardy—The Answer is the Most Beloved Game Show Host

10 November 2020 at 16:40
A few years ago Alex Trebek showed of the Day Time Emmy Awards that he and the show  had won.  Many more since then.  Among many other honors Trebek especially cherished his Peabody Award.   Amid the celebration of the deliverance of democracy and decency 2020 slapped us once again alongside the head.   On Monday came word that the long-time host of Jeopardy! Alex Trebek died peacefully at his home after a valiant and public two year battle with stage 4 pancreatic cancer. He was 80 years old. Trebek was not just a departed celebrity to be remembered in the In Memorium reels at the end of the year and on next year’s Emmy Awards—he was a cultural icon who was an important part of the lives of so many of us.   It was almost a pers...

Dancing in the Streets—The Witch is Dead

9 November 2020 at 13:04

Jubilant throngs in Washington took their celebration to the to the White House where Donald Trump cowered inside after returning from a morning of golfing.

Who knew that Martha and the Vandellas’ 1964 soul hit would become the semi-official theme song of Joe Biden victory celebrations not only in the U.S. but around the world? 

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And people did dance, in American streets, in Coronavirus sequestered homes, even in Supermarket aisles.  In far-off Belorussia where their own streets have been crowded with protests against authoritarian regimes and the oppressionof women took heart from the American defeatof a fascist regime and danced as well.  There was jubilation in London, Paris and the capitals over other allies who had felt abused and neglected by a United States gone mad.

Commentators were stretching for anything to comparewith the spontaneous eruptions after the AP and other news outlets finally officially declared Biden the President Elect when Pennsylvania finally fell decisively in his column.

Certainly nothing like it had been seen in a Presidential election in memory.  Let’s face it, Joe Biden is a nice enough guy and a steady hand, but in a normal election celebrations would have been confined to a hotel ballroom packed with his staff, donors, and party operatives.  Even Vice President Elect Kamala Harris’ glass ceiling shattering success as the first woman, first Black, first Asian, and first bi-racialon the ticket would not normally have triggered such jubilation.

The celebrations were much more about the defeatof Donald Trump and Trumpism than for Biden and Harris.  After days of nail biting anguish the announcement unleashed spasms of relief.

But it is still a deeply divided country.  Trump supporters are as dejected as Biden fans are elated—and many of them are enraged.  They are taking their cues from their beloved idol who not only refuses to concede, but is still screaming fraud and totally unsubstantiated charges that the election was rigged and a vast conspiracy of just about everyone is lying.  His lawyers, including the clearly deranged Rudy Giuliani are busy filing law suits that stand no chanceof reversing the outcome even with his packed Supreme Court.

On the day and night of street celebrations, Trumpistas laid mostly low and avoided confrontations.  There were demonstrations in Arizona, Detroit, Philadelphia, and elsewhere but they were dwarfed by the displays of jubilation.

Trump supporters were mostly subdued during the Biden victory celebration, but that restraint is not apt to last.

The danger is in coming days when individual psychos may feel empowered to get their revenge on any of the alleged conspirators to steal the election for Trump or simply against their neighbors who put out the wrong yard signs.  More serious yet are the Militiasand White Nationalist extremist groupswho are heavily armed and semi-organized might take the opportunity to launch their longed dreamed of civil war/race war.  The Boogalooers, Proud Boys, Oath Keepers, and others remain incredibly dangerous.

In the meantime Biden is pressing forward with transition plans with which Trump has no intention of cooperating.  On the contrary, look for him to sabotage everything, destroy documents, and leave executive offices and Cabinet Departments in chaotic shambles.

And, of course, there is the uncertainty over control of the Senate.  Pending the result of two run-off elections in Georgia where Democrats face up hill races, the best that can be expected is a 50-50 split with new Veep Harris voting to make Chuck Schumer Majority Leader.  Odds are however that Mitch McConnell will keep his job and declare a strategy of total obstruction to all administration appointments and initiatives.  Biden will be handcuffed on his biggest objectives that he cannot achieve by executive order.  Look for at least two years of Congressional trench warfare.

Despite it all, we have enjoyed our moment of triumph and on January 20 Biden and Harris will be officially sworn in as President and Vice President.

I return today to a favorite quote from Thomas Jefferson.  In 1798 Jefferson was Vice President to his old Revolutionary friend and comrade John Adams do to the original Constitutional provision that awarded the vice presidency to the man who finished secondin the Electoral College.  The Founders had not foreseen the rise of political parties.  But Adams and Alexander Hamilton created the Federalists who were interested in protective tariffs, a central bank, a vigorous executive, protection of the privileges of the landed elite, and opposition to the radical egalitarianism of the French Revolution.  All of that was an anathema to Jefferson, James Madison, and other who created an opposition Democratic-Republican Party. Things were looking particularly glum that year with an undeclared naval war with France brewing and Adams packing his appointments of judges, marshals, land agents, and other functionaries with Federalist loyalists.  The Alien and Sedition Acts potentially criminalizedRepublican activity.

In a letter to John Taylor on June 4, 1798 Jefferson wrote:

A little patience, and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their spells dissolve, and the people, recovering their true sight, restore their government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are suffering deeply in spirit, and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public debt… And if we feel their power just sufficiently to hoop us together, it will be the happiest situation in which we can exist. If the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at stake.

Jefferson, of course, did not believe in actual witches, but he was adept in the use of metaphor.  And he was prescient.  A little more than two years later he was swept into the Presidency and the power of the Federalists largely smashed in the election that has gone down in history as the Revolution of 1800.


Thar quote has given me comfort before including when Democrats dramatically lost control of the House of Representatives in 2002 and when Trump defeated popular vote winner Hillary Clinton in 2016.

And now it seems that once again the Reign of Witches has been vanquished

 

Election 2020—Shaking Out Illinois and McHenry County

7 November 2020 at 16:11
As expected, Joe Biden won deep Blue Illinois.   Over the last couple of decades Illinois has gone from a swing state in Presidential elections to being among the deepest and most reliably Blue States along with the likes of Massachusetts, New York, and California.   It has gone for every Democratic Presidential candidate since Bill Clinton in 1992.   Not only does it deliver a near landslide popular vote and reliable Electoral College vote, but it keeps both Senate seats in Democratic hands, as well as almost all state-wide offices.   If it once showed a soft spot for Republican governors despite the shenanigansof bad-boy Rod Blagojevich the disastrous term of millionaire “reformer” Bruce Rauner may have put an end to that excep...

Compassion for Campers Moves Indoors for Winter Distributions

5 November 2020 at 13:21

The last out side Compassion for Campers distribution was held at St. Ann's Episcopal Church in Woodstock on October 27.  Starting this month things move inside for the cold weather season.

Note--The promised  analysis of Illinois and McHenry County election results will be posted on Friday.

Compassion for Campers, the programthat provides supplies and gear for the McHenry County homeless who have no steady shelter will move indoorsthis winder at three locations—First United Methodist Church, 3717 Main Street, McHenry (enter basement from rear parking lot); Warp Corps, 114 North Benton Street, Woodstock (enter marked door on Jackson Street side), and First Church, 236 West Crystal Lake Avenue, Crystal Lake (enter marked door only.)  Each location will host at six week intervals for the duration of the season.

Here is the schedule for the November-April season. 

First Methodist McHenry—Nov. 11, Dec. 22, Feb. 1, March 15, April 12

Warp Corps—Nov. 25, Jan. 4, Feb.15, March 29

First Church—Dec. 8, Jan. 18, March 1, April 12

Distribution will be from 3:30- 5 pm on each of these Tuesday afternoons. 


Clients will be Covid-19 screenedout side with a temperature checkand standard screening questions.  No one failing the test will be turned away but we will ask what they need and bring supplies out to them.  All clients are required to be masked before entering the buildings and a mask will be provided to anyone who does not have one.  Clients will be admitted one at a time and no more will be allowed inside at any time than the individual location can safely accommodate with correct social distancing.  At the conclusion of the distribution all remaining supplies will be packed for our storage and the host area will be cleaned and disinfected. 

Volunteers are needed to help with the distribution, especially younger folks in good health.  Contact Patrick Murfin at pmurfin@sbcglobal.net  or phone 815 814-5645 if you are available on any of the dates listed.  Donationsto continue this work can be made by sending a check made out to Tree of Life UU Congregation, 5603 Bull Valley Road, McHenry, IL 60050. with Compassion for Campers on the memo line to the church.

The distributions are sponsored The Faith Leaders of McHenry County, host churches, Compassion For Campers, and Ridgefield-Crystal Lake Presbyterian Church volunteers.


Election Angst but Hope

4 November 2020 at 14:36

An election too close to call yet, but leaning to a Biden victory.

I am sorry to turn in my customary post-election report incomplete.   As I write this it is 5:30 am CST and we don’t know much more about the outcome of the Presidential race than we did when I finally turned in four hours earlier.  We do know that the predicted Red Mirage of a Trump Election Day surge came true and that Democratic hopes of a Blue Wave once again fell short.  But with critical states still undecided—although various media outlets have not yet agreed on calling some races—and mail-in and absentee ballots still to be counted in Pennsylvania, Joe Biden looks to have the best path to an Electoral College win.  Hardly any media outlets are even reporting the national popular vote, although at this point with lots of votes out, Biden has a 3% edge.  That edge will surge when late reporting, heavily Democratic California completes its vote tally in about two weeks.

The early loss of Florida by a significant margin sent shivers into Democratic hearts last night But Biden had a significant win in Minnesota and now holds a leadin Wisconsin with Milwaukee finally reporting.  Trump won in Ohio and leads in Michigan, but there are still enough outstanding votes there to possibly narrowly swing the state.  Media outlets are split on declaring Arizona, but Biden has a significant lead there and is expected to hold it.  Biden leads by a narrower margin in Nevada.  Biden also picked up Nebraska’s 2nd Congressional District around Omaha in a state that awards Electoral votes by Congressional District.  That would be just enough to push Biden over 270 Electoral College votes for a win.

There are many often contradictory election result maps out there.  This one shows Arizona, Wisconsin, Michigan, and Pennsylvania tending to Biden, not counting the single Nebraska Congressional District won by Biden, and counting Georgia as a solid red despite the Atlanta area's still uncounted.  See somethin different on the channel of your choice.

Meanwhile although Trump now leads in Georgia, Atlanta and its surrounding suburban counties still have enough uncounted ballots to push the State narrowly to Biden.  Counting there was suspended in the early hours of the morning and is not expected to resumeuntil 10 am.

Meanwhile Trump’s current lead in Pennsylvaniarepresents only 43% of the total vote.  Officials in that state still have significant mail-in and absentee ballots, many of them from Philadelphia and its suburban counties, and by court order can count those post markedby Election Day and received within three days.  This has had Trump unhinged for weeks.  His attempts to block vote counting “after Election Day” were previously blocked by Federal Court.  In his early morning White House address in which he claimed victory in the election, Trump once again vowed to challenge the Pennsylvania, and perhaps other state votes in cases that could be decided before the Supreme Court with his new appointees representing a solid conservative majority. However there is so much president for continuing to count ballots after Election Day that most Court observers don’t believe that even the reactionary judges would have the nerve to overturn state election laws.

Trump’s real hope is to cast doubt on the legitimacy of the election and perhaps to rousehis die hard supporters and armed White nationalist militias and groups to rise up against his loss.

But by the time you read this, things might have changed.  Punditrythis season is written on water.

Now for a quick review of other developments.

The good news; I was frankly fearful of some Election Day right-wing terrorist attacks on polling places, voters, and possibly candidates in an attempt to scare voters from the polls.  That did not materialize.  There were some of Trump’s pickup truck caravans that tried to impede access to polling places, but it was not widespread or effective.   Nor have urban riots and looting ballyhooed by Trupistas materialized.  The election was tense, but by in large peaceful.  Republican voter suppression tactics continue but most determined voters managed to get to cast their ballots.

The bad news: Once high hopes of recapturing the Senate have been dashed.  The most hopeful scenario now is a 50-50 split after a run-off election in Georgia between Republican Sen. Kelly Loeffler and Democrat Raphael Warnock.  Democrats picked up one seat with popular former governor John Hickenlooper in Colorado and former astronaut Mark Kelly is the likely winner in Arizona.  But Democrats as expected lost incumbent Doug Jones’ seat in deep red Alabama.  Low key, below the radar Democratic incumbent Gary Peters is in a tight race in Michigan that could be tied to the eventual Presidential winner there.  Maine’s reprehensible alleged independent moderate Susan Collins inexplicably clings to a narrow lead in that deeply divided state.  The biggest disappointment of the night was the double-digit loss of Jaime Harrison who raised the most money of any Senate candidate in history and had a narrow lead in some state polls just two weeks ago to Lindsey Graham, the former Trump foe turned sycophant and the Chair of the Senate Judiciary Committee who rammed through the nomination of Amy Coney Barrett.  It was no surprise that Majority Leader Mitch McConnell was re-elected handily in Kentucky.  He is already plotting how to be completely obstructionist if Biden wins just as he was when Barak Obama was in the White House.

The Good News:  Democrats are on track to retain a strong majority in the House of Representatives and may actually pick-up seats.  Speaker Nancy Pelosi seems a shoe-in to return to that roll.  But a divided Congress will give Biden a headacheif he is elected and stymie many of his plans, programs, and reforms.


The Bad News:  The country will face unprecedented turmoil as Trump attempts to stay in power by any means necessary.  Virtual civil war is not out of the question nor is the possibility of Trump barricading himself in the White House and daring any authority to drag him out.  There are also odd scenarios being talked about.  One would be an Electoral College tiethat would send the election into the House of Representatives.  Despite the solid Democratic majority in the House, rules call for each state delegation to caucus and then cast a single vote.  Despite much lower populations, there are many more Red States than Blue ones.  Another possibility being discussed is Republican majorities in some state legislatures simply ignoring the popular vote and selecting their own Electors.  Although some state Constitutions require their legislatures to endorse the Electors of the candidate who won the state, some a mum on the issue and other are unclear.   Finally, there is always the possibility of a “faithless Elector” jumping to the other candidate as one Missouri Elector did in 2016.

Election anxiety is not going away any time soon.  Pass the Bourbon and the Pepto-Bismol in no particular order…

Tomorrow—How it all shakes out in Illinois and McHenry County races.


In the Streets—Occupy Oakland and Something Like a General Strike

3 November 2020 at 12:50

Thousand of Occupy Oakland demonstrators fill an overpass bridge on their march to the Port of Oakland to shut it down.  The Longshore Workers union instructed their members that they could honor the Occupy picket line.  The ILWU has a long history of militancy and has several time shut down the port for handling weapons or cargo to oppressive regimes.  It may be the most militant local union in the U.S.

Note—Today is Election Day in the U.S.  It goes without saying if you haven’t voted yet, get your ass to the polls.  Then we will all wait on pins and needles for perhaps days or weeks to see what the official results might be and we might possibly endure domestic turmoil that could look a lot like civil war.  But today I want to take note of the largest and possibly most important action that grew out of the Occupy Movement nine years ago: a virtual—and I don’t mean on Zoom—General Strike in Oakland.  It may inform us of what we might need to do again in the face of a Trumpist post-election coup.

I have written before about a double strategy for progressives, working people, minorities, and the generally oppressed.

First, playing defense to protect ourselves and our rights from right wing and fascist assaults.  That has meant voting, and specifically voting Democratic, as a defense against further depredations and to reverse some of the more onerous actions taken against us, our planet, and our future.  And I know that Democrats are far from perfect, often have their own compromised relationships with the oligarchs behind much of the Randist and Trumpist agenda, and do not go far enough in willingness to fundamentally change a broken system.  But they are what we have and marching off in a dozen ideologically pure directions will increase the likelihood of our mortal enemies remaining in power.

Occupy Wall Street sparked a nation-wide movement that may have reached its pinnacle in Oakland.

But the second strategy is going on the offence in the streets and in our communities to demand systematic change, no matter who is in power, even the Democratic “protectors” we have just elected.  One of the most notable examples of this was the Occupy Movement which began as a radically egalitarian protest to Wall Street and the One Percent of the population that seizes and hoards the vast majority of the wealth of the country. It was an organic movement without traditional leadership and unaffiliated with existing organs like political parties, labor unions, ideological sects, and even traditional protest movement.  It spread rapidly across the country and eventually involved hundreds of cities and communities of every size across the country.  Encampments in civic centers, marches, rallies, and creative actions were directed by peoples' assemblies meeting each day.  Tens of thousands, probably hundreds of thousands were engaged.

The action in Oakland which will be described below was probably the high point of the movement and undoubtedly threw a scare into the establishment.  Subsequently Barak Obama’s Department of Justice and security agencies semi-secretly co-operated with local authorities to find ways to smash the Occupations one by one, often using violent force to do so.  By spring of 2012 virtually all of the Occupations had been removed and squelched.

But a whole generation of newly minted activists, who were unafraid of the old scare words like socialism, did not just disappear.  They redirected their efforts in many ways.  Many flocked to the Bernie Sanders campaign in 2016 and went on to engage in progressive electoral action at every level.  They lent their support and bodies to other movements including the student led anti-gun violence campaigns and more recently the Black Lives Matter protests energized by the murder of George Floyd and others.  Many are ready now to face the backlash of White nationalism and emboldened fascism.  How many of the rest of us of whatever age will be ready to stand with them.

Here is what I posted nine years ago.  It captured the moment so I have not revised it in hindsight.  I will let you draw your own conclusions.

Yesterday the NBC Nightly News seemed much more interested in Herman Cain’s sexual harassment scandal—they spent the first 10 minutes of the broadcast examining it in exquisite detail with a lot of footage of the Republican candidate wandering through throngs of reporters declining to comment.

After the 15 minute mark, Brian Williams finally got down to what he called the widening protests in Oakland.  I strained, but am not sure he uttered the words General Strike.  Even trying to downplay the events, however, it was apparent that something major was happening on the West Coast.

The question is, was it really a General Strike?  Maybe yes.  Maybe no.  Depends on your definitionAmerican labor unions have been prohibited by law—the Taft-Hartley Act—from engaging in sympathy strikes of all kinds, including General Strikes.  So although most major unions in Oakland and even a state labor body endorsed the “aims of the Occupy Oakland movement and protest” they could not officially call their members out on strike.  They did encourage members who “are able” to participate in the demonstrations.  Plausible deniability was the rule of the day.  The International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU) made a point of issuing a statement that its members should report to their scheduled shifts—but that they might choose not to cross picket lines.

NBC carried footage of the president of the Service Employees (SEIU) festooned in his purple union shirt and standing by an official union table.  The City of Oakland, desperately trying to make amends for the fiasco police raid [on an Occupy encampment] that nearly killed an Iraq War vet, had given permissionfor its employees, many of who are represented by the SEIU, to take off work for the protests.  The local president was at pains to say that the union was not describing the event as a General Strike.

A significant percentage of Teachers Union members stayed away from the classroom but called in sick or used personal days.  The same was true of a large contingent of Nurses.

How many people, unionized or not, actually walked off the job or who were affected by numerous “voluntary” closures of down town businesses is impossible to gage.  What we do know is that thousands took the streets for a day and night of marches, picketing, and protests that effectively ground business as usual to a halt.

Things got underway in the morning with a large rally where the principle speaker, at least according to the press, was veteran activist Angela Davis.  By all account she gave a rip-roaring speech that got the crowd fired up.  Of course as a well-documented and public former member of the Communist Party of United States (CPUSA) her prominent role will undoubtedly be the big news in right wing attacks on the movement.

After the rally the crowd divided into several smaller marches crisscrossing the city to different targets.

Teachers and parentsmarched on the School Board issuing them a symbolic eviction notice for failing to protect the interests and education of children against budget cuts.  A Children’s March kept in the vicinity of the Occupy Oakland base at Oscar Grant Plaza carrying chanting “Play nice and share.”

Large groups of marchers headed to the downtown locations of major banks, moving from one to another.  The banks locked their doors and announced that they were closing “for the safety of our customers and staff.”  At one location “black clad, masked” individuals pushed forward and shattered a window.  The vandals may have been the determined anarchist street fighters who seek to make every demonstration violent, agents provocateurs, or in all likelihood both. Other protestors intervened to stop the damage as the crowd chanted “no violence, no violence.”  But there were reported fist fights between the “militants” and other protestors trying to restrain them.  In the end, except for a few isolated incidents during the daytime hours, the marches and pickets were remarkably peaceful.

 

In 1946 Oakland was the scene of the last General Strike in America.

Oakland police virtually abandoned the streets—just as they did in 1946 [a post the day before described the Oakland General Strike].  Demonstrators policed themselves with some considerable discipline.  They also directed traffic away from and around areas where they were in the streets and occasionally cleared the wayfor emergency vehicles.

Despite the fact that a march to close down the Port of Oakland was not scheduled until early evening, ILWU members were refusing to off load ships or handle cargo.  By mid-morning observers said the port was effectively closed.

Around 5 pm the major march to the Port took off with thousands of participants.  Crowd estimates varied widely, but images from helicopter news cameras clearly show thousands completely filling a long bridge to the port.  Demonstrators arrived in time to put up mass picketsto “dissuade” second shift workersto enter the port.  ILWU members asked folks from Occupy Oakland to extendtheir picket for a full 24 hours and a request went out for more volunteers to return to the port at shift change this morning.

The encampment at Oscar Grant Plaza was the home base of Occupy Oakland.

It was a reportedly jubilant crowd.  After most left the Port many went home, including a lot of exhausted Occupy Oakland regulars who returned to their tentsin Oscar Gant Plaza for rest.  Several smaller groups continued to march in the city center.

Around 9 o’clock a group stormed and occupied a vacant building hanging a banner from a lit second story window.  The building was reportedly the former locationof the Travelers’ Aid which ran programs for the homeless there until budget cuts ended their funding and they lost the building to foreclosure.  Ranks of heavily armed and armored police made their first appearance of the day and ordered the building vacated.  Most demonstrators removed themselves from the immediate area while a couple of hundred militants rallied to the defense of the building. Violence erupted.  Police once again used teargas, pepper spray, flash bombs, and those “non-lethal” projectile weapons that caused such injury on Monday.  TV news crews made much of a makes shift barricade in the street and footage of dumpster fires. Windows in surrounding buildings were broken.  A signby one such window proclaimed that the violence was not condoned by the Occupy Oakland Steering Committee.

There was at least one other clash between police and protestors at another intersection before things quieted down.  Many reports of these clashes from reliable participants indicate a wide spread belief that they were caused by police infiltrators.  Indeed police infiltrators had been photographedand identified earlier.

The night after the march to the Port of Oakland, Occupy demonstrators were attacked by tear gas, pepper spray, and "non-lethal" projectiles at a building occupation, in smaller street clashes, and on an exceptionally violent raid on the Oscar Grant Plaza encampment.

But the violence was not over for the night.  After midnight phalanxes of police surrounded Oscar Gant Plaza where most residents were asleep in their tentsLoudspeakers announced that the Plaza would be cleared.  Warnings of the use of chemical weapons were issued.  Gas was thrown and flash bombs, but most residents refused to leave.  Several times they were given five minutes to disperse and police advanced menacingly to the edge of the encampment.  But they never entered the Plaza.  At the end of the confrontation, protestors held their ground.

There were several reported arrests in these night time confrontations and several injuries.  But I have so far seen no exact reports from either authorities or protestors.  Early in the evening a man and a woman were injured when an elderly man drove his Mercedes into a crowd blocking a street.  Both were taken away in ambulances.  Rumors swept the streets, later shown to be unfounded, than one of them had died.  Demonstrators surrounded the car police arrived and rescued the driver who was allowed to leave with no charges being filed on the scene.

It seems likely that another outbreak of police over-reactionwill only increase the determination of Occupy Oakland participants and undoubtedly lead to more protests.

The actions yesterday and last night, whether or not they represented a true General Strike in the most technical use of the term, must be rung up as a great success for the movement.  The objectives of the day were achieved—shutting down business as usual in the city and in the Port of Oakland in particular.  A general commitment to militant non-violence was maintained through most of the day.  The clashes at night, in my opinion as a distant observer gleaning information from various sources, will probably be shown to be mostly the work of plants and provocateurs with the possible assistanceof that minority of mindless street fighters who, whatever their intentions, so often do the bosses’ work

Most of all the Occupy Oakland General Strike may become a template for actions in other cities.  May it be so.

  

More Witches than Presbyterians?

2 November 2020 at 15:48
An all female coven practices a ritual.  Although there are male Wiccan, adherents are predominantly women--and overwhelmingly White.  Other neo-pagan traditions appeal to Women of Color. The story with the dramatic headline is two years old and based on research on religion in America on even older data collected by the Pew Research Center in 2014 and additional studies by conservative religious think tanks, but it made the rounds again on social media as Halloweenrolled around again.   Depending on your perspective the news was shocking, appalling, or an encouraging sign of a broadening of America spirituality. Of course the Pew Center never made the claimthat there are now more witches than Presbyterians, journalists extrapolated t...

Space on the Ofrenda—Murfin Verse for Días de los Muertos

1 November 2020 at 11:56


Note—Even amid the Coronavirus pandemic with its soaring death toll and sturm und drang of the election, the drumbeat of Blacks murdered by police continues.  Those of us in McHenry County take note of the near-by Waukegan killing of Marcellis Stinnette and the wounding of his girlfriend Tafara Williams.  It brings to mind a Días de los Muertos service four years ago at my church.

That Sunday we, as was then our custom, we observed Días de los Muertos—Days of the Dead—at Tree of Life Unitarian Universalist Congregation in McHenry, Illinois.  We began more than a decade earlier in our old church building in Woodstock primarily as a way to honor and connect with McHenry County’s large Mexican and Mexican American community with which we were deeply engaged in social justice work.  Elaborate care was taken to explain the cultural and religious roots of the observance, describe the customs, and create our own ofrenda—the altar to the dead.  To complete the experience, members and friends were invited to add photos and memorabilia of their own dearly departed to the altar and share a comment or memory.

Over the years as we became used to it, less time was spent each year connecting the holiday to its roots.  After all, we knew the story by now, didn’t we?  Despite the traditional Mexican decorations—the sugar skulls, papel picado cut-out tissue banners, votive and other candles, and marigold blooms—more and more the services concentrated on honoring the memories of our own dead—a kind of therapeutic and cathartic sharing that brought tears to our eyes and perhaps a faint glimpse of mortality.

The ofendra at the Tree of Life UU Congregation.

Many Unitarian Universalist congregations have adopted similar annual observances.  We have discussed before the controversies and challenges of cultural appropriation or a sincere yearning to learn and growthrough wide varieties of spiritual practice.  We will leave that aside in the present case.

I had planned to bring a photo of my father that year, but it was a groggy Sunday morning for me after sacrificing sleep to watch my beloved Cubs lose a World Series Game and then working my usual overnight shift at the gas station/convenience store down the road.  I was half way to McHenry before I realized that I left my picture beside my computer in the study.   Oh well, I thought.  This year I will just sit back and listen.

And so I did.  As usual the photos, trinkets, and momentous to lay on the ofrenda were accompanied by touching, wistful, tragic, and even funny memories.  But as the parade to the altar continued my mind drifted to thoseunmemorialized—those beyond our immediate circles and family.  Perhaps it was because that year, thankfully, I had no new loss of my own to process.  I mentally peered over the horizon.

Almost without realizing it, I found myself moving to the pulpit.  As if another voice was speaking through my body, I said something like this, laid single marigold blossom, and retreated in surprised silence to my seat.

Later, at home, I tried to form what I said into a poem



 

Space on the Ofrenda for the Dead Who Didn’t Matter

November 1, 2016

 

What can I lay upon the ofrenda

            for the Day of the Dead        

            when I do not know a favorite food,

            have a fond story to tell,

            memory to share,

            faded photo in a tarnished frame,

            when I have already

            forgotten the name?

 

Not someone I should care about,

            no kin or clansman,

            no old romance or childhood pal

            no skin off our noses

            alive or dead,

            strangers to the party for the dead

            on our altar and shrine.

 

No one, after all, who really mattered

            We are assured           

            if a stray thought wanders

            off the reservation      

            and feels a moment of

            undeserved connection.

 

That guy, the fat father, car broken down

            on a nice White road,

            a real bad dude

            to a cop in a helicopter.

 

Or the other one reading in his own car

            in his own parking lot,

            some kind of disabled head case,

            drilled as his wife screamed

            “He doesn’t have a gun.”

 

Or that Native American girl

            in her own apartment with her           

            four year old child,

            sad and suicidal

            and obliged in an instant.

 

None of them mattered,

            no concern of mine, yours or anyone,

            all deserving to die

            at righteous, blameless hands

            for being Black or Brown

            and a fill-in-the blank threat.

 

I have already forgotten their names,

            if they had one,

            and there will be others

            to temporarily take their places.

 

Why crowd our gay ofrenda

            for the likes of them?

 

Well, if I really must,

            just one marigold

            over there behind

            Auntie’s teapot

            and grandpa’s airplane bottle

            of Jack Daniels.

 

And keep quiet about it.

 

—Patrick Murfin

 


 

The Bones of Halloween From Samhain to Modern Revelry

31 October 2020 at 10:58

As real horror stalks the world, Halloween will be very different in the age of the Coronavirus.

NoteThis annual chestnut is back!  But this year the observations are muted by true horror—the mounting death tolls of the Coronavirus pandemic.  Trick or Treating is iffy or banned in many places.  Bars are closed in Illinois and elsewhere.  We are advised not to let anyone in our homes who do not live there for parties.

Halloween traces its origin to the Celtic harvest festival Samhain.  It was one of the four festivals that fell between the Solstices and Equinoxes and which celebrated the natural turning of the seasons.  Samhain was particularly important because it was the gate in time to the death and starvation season of winter, as well a time to celebrate the recent harvest

This association with the death of winter also extended to the spirit world, which was considered to be closer to the mortal plane than at any other time of the year.  The Celtic priests—the Druids—marked the occasion with the lighting of bonfires and with gifts of food and drink for the spirits of the dead.  Some consider it also analogous to a New Year’s Celebration launching a new cycleof the seasons.  It was popularly celebrated by the peasantry long after the Druids passed and well into the Christian era.

Catholic priests exorcize Druids and their spirits in this fanciful illustration.  But folk customs around Samhain persisted and the Church tried to adapt them to All Souls Day.

Too popular to squelch, as with many paganobservances Catholic Church co-opted the custom as All Saints Day on November 1.   In rural regions especially Samhain customs continued to be observed on the evening before the Holy Day—which came to be known as All Hallows Eve, or Hallowe’en in Scots.

Immigrants from the British Islesbrought some of their customs with them to the New World, but Halloween does not seem to have been widely celebrated colonial America.  The Puritans spent a lot of time trying to squelchother pagan customs like the May Pole dances associated with the spring Celtic festival of Beltane, but for all of their obsession with witchcraft, usually associated with those who continued to keep the old pagan traditions, there is no evidence of suppressing Samhain or Halloween.

These types of colorful greeting cards from around the turn of the 20th Century were  evidence of the growing popularity of Halloween while helping to spread it and create many of the iconic images still associated with it.

In fact there is little mention of Halloween in America until the second half of the 19th Century.  By the 1880’s and ‘90’s greeting card companies were printing colorful post cards featuring images of witches, black cats, skeletons, and pumpkin Jack o’ Lanterns—all of the classic images associated with Halloween.  Period photos from around the turn of the 20th Century show both adultsand children in costumes, most commonly some variation of witch or ghost themes.   

A few scattered newspapers began reporting ritual begging on Halloween by masked youths accompanied by general hooliganism, threats, and acts of vandalism.  This was probably introduced by the wave of poor “country” Irish immigrants that began after the Potato Famine and continued through most of the rest of the century.  The ritual begging in costumes and general hooliganism more closely resembled rural Irish Wren DaySt. Stephen’s DayDecember 26—customs than those celebrated in either England or Scotland.

Rowdyism by boys and young men was reported in big cities and small towns alike and often included setting small bonfires of junk in roadways; tipping or stealing outhouses; pelting houses with eggs, rotten vegetables, or manure; letting horses and livestock loose from barns and pens; and sometimes blocking chimneys so that houses would fill with smoke.  Sometime significant damage was done.  The Halloween scene in the classic MGM musical Meet Me in St. Louis shows a rare screen glimpse at the rowdy shenanigans most Americans associated with the celebration.

The scary Halloween scene from Meet Me in St. Louis illustrated both the street begging and hooliganism associate with it in the early 20th Century.

As it spread, customs for observing the holiday varied regionally. Communities started to organize activities to keep the kids and hooligans off the streets, with mixed success.  Parties with games such as bobbing for apples and the telling of ghost stories were fairly common. 

Animated films of the ‘20’s and ‘30’s such as Walt Disney’s 1929 Silly Symphony The Dancing Skeletons showed the popularity of the holiday and light-hearted images of death, witches, and black cats.  The Skeletons perhaps show a tip-o’-the-hat familiarity with the Mexican customs around The Day of the Dead which is celebrated on All Soul’s Day.

Walt Disney's 1929 Silly Symphony cartoon The Skeleton Dance  helped make them an enduring Halloween image. 

The custom of trick or treating seems to have spread slowly.  It combined the ritual begging with toned-downtricks that were a little less extreme than the wild rampages reported earlier.  What progress it was making was largely interrupted by the Depressionyears when families had little extra money to spend on treats and by the sugar rationing of World War II.

Trick or treating was still far from universal until after World War II when it became a topic of popular radio programslike the Jack Benny Show and Ozzie and Harriet

Trick or Treating spread rapidly in the post-World War II years.

In 1947 the popular children’s magazineJack and Jill published a story on the custom of Halloween begging and described it in detail, spreading the practice widely and with amazing uniformity.  By 1951 the practice was wide spread enough that a Philadelphiawoman, Mary Emma Allison and the Reverend Clyde Allison decided to channel the energy to constructive purposes by introducing Trick or Treat for UNICEF to support the work of the United Nations international children’s relief.

By the mid 1950’s with the strong support of the candy companies and the introduction of cheap masks and pajama style costumes for children, the practice of trick or treating had become ubiquitous and had even taken on a feeling of a long standing practice.

What started with ghost stories and the like, soon spread to all types of horror, and fueled by the growing popularity of increasingly violent Hollywood filmsGore became and more and more common theme and showing horror films for the whole month of October in theaters and on TV was standard by the early 1970’s.

About the same time the first generations of trick or treaters grew up but continued to enjoy the dress-up and parties of Halloween.  It is, year by year, an increasingly popular adult holiday, incorporating many of the features of various world masquerade festivals with macabre twist.

Adult carousing has made Halloween a rival to New Years Eve and St. Patrick's Day for the party-till-you-puke crowd.

Halloween is now the second most widely celebrated holiday in the United States and is an economic powerhouse, generating sales second only to Christmas.  Popular American media have spread the customs of trick or treating and celebrating gore around the world, often supplanting truly ancient celebrations of Halloween in the Celtic countries.

The resurgence of Christian Fundamentalismin the U.S. has led to a counter movement to strip the “Satanic” festival from public schools and the wider community.  Although they get it wrong—there was never any connection between Satanism and Halloween—the Fundies, ironically, at least recognized a religious tradition hiding under the commercial hoopla

Fundamentalist opposition to Halloween might be swimming against the cultural tide, but increasingly schools and some municipalities skittish about the complaints have substituted a bland harvest festival or banned any kind of celebration.

At the same time re-invented“traditional” paganism like Wicca, one of the most rapidly growing religious movements of the last decades, has striven to recapture the nearly lost significance of the holiday’s roots in Samhain—and sometime invented traditions on flimsy or non-existent evidence.

Go thou, and celebrate as thou wouldst.   

 

Fifteen Years Later Rosa Parks on Halloween —Murfin Verse

30 October 2020 at 10:29

Rosa Parks' mug shot in Birmingham.  I echoed this quote, which she repeated often in slightly different wording, in my poem.
 

It’s hard to believe that it has already been 15 years since October 24, 2005 when Rosa Parks died in Detroit, Michigan at the age of 93.  She is revered as the Mother of the Civil Rights Movement for sparking the Montgomery Bus Boycottby refusing to give her seat to a white man.  A young ministernamed Martin Luther King, Jr. was selected to lead the long campaignthat led to one of the first great victories in for the Civil Rights Movement in the South.

After her death that year, she was widely celebratedincluding the then unheard of honorfor a woman and private citizen who never held high civil or military officeof being laid in state in the Rotunda of the United States Capitol.  Tens of thousands filed silently by her flag draped coffin on October 31—Halloween.

Rosa Parks in her elder years in Detroit was much honored as the "Mother of the Civil Rights Movement."

I was inspired to write a poem by news coverage of the solemn event. With unwarranted audaciousness, I chose to write in her voice.  I had recently listened to some extended interviews and could clearly hear her soft, breathy tone and gentle Southern accent in my head.  I knew then, and I know now, that there will be some that take great offense—particularly because I have her voice commentsabout crime and young men in her troubled Detroit neighborhood.  But I had also heard her make similar comments in life.

I have read this work several times and it has appeared in this blog before.  But it seems an apt moment to revisit it.

Tens of thousands waited in long lines to pay their respects to Rosa Parks as the laid in state in the Capital Rotunda on Halloween 2005.

Rosa Parks on Halloween 2005

I didn’t hold truck with Halloween.

I was a good Christian woman.

Ask anyone who ever knew me,

            they will tell you so.

 

Back in Detroit young fools,

            with pints and pistols

            in their back pockets

            burned the neighborhood

            each Halloween.

Hell Night they called it

            and it was.

Heathen business, I say.

 

I passed on a few days ago.

Time had whittled me away.

Small as I was to begin with,

            I had no weight left

            to tie me to the earth.

 

Now I lay in a box on cold marble.

The empty dome of the Capital

            pretends to be heaven above.

A river of faces turns around me,

            gawking, weeping, murmuring.

I see them all.

 

Maybe those old Druids,

            pagan though they were,

            were right about the air

            between the living and the dead

            being thin this day.

 

More likely that Sweet Chariot

            has parked somewhere

            and let me linger a while

            just so I could see this

            before swinging low

            to carry me home.

 

It makes me proud alright.

I was always proud.

Humility before the Lord

            may be a virtue,

            but humility before the master

            was the lash that kept

            Black folks down.

We grew pride as a back bone.

 

All of this is nice enough.

But let me tell you,

            since I’ve been gone,

            I’ve seen some foolishness

            and heard plenty, too.

 

They talk all kinds of foolishness

            about that day in Montgomery.

All that falderal about my feet being tired.

It wasn’t my soles that ached.

It was my soul.

 

It wasn’t any sudden accident either.

No sir, I prayed at the AME church.

I went to the Highland School

            for rabble rousers and trouble makers.

I met with the brothers at the NAACP

            who were a little afraid

            of an uppity woman.

 

Another thing.

That day was not my whole life.

There were 42 years before

            and fifty more after.

There was plenty of loving and grieving,

            sweat and laughter,

            and always speaking my mind

            very plainly, thank you.

 

Sure, there were parades.

There were medals and speeches, too.

But there were also long lonely days.

 

Once, up in Detroit,

            I was beat half to death

            in my own home

            by a wild eyed thug.

He didn’t care if I was

            the Mother of Civil Rights.

He never heard of Dr. King

            or the bus boycott.

All he wanted was my Government money.

            so he could go out

            and hop himself up some more.

 

That a young Black man

            could do that to an old woman,

            any old woman,

            near broke my heart.

That I could step out my door           

            and see copies of him

            lolling on every street corner

            made me mad.

 

We may have changed the world,

            like they kept saying.

We didn’t change it enough.

We didn’t keep the hope from

            being sucked out of the city.

 

This business in the Capital    

            is alright, I suppose.

And it was nice enough to be brought

            back to Montgomery, too,

            laid out in the chapel

            of my home church.

But clearly some folks have

            gone out of their minds.

 

Why, in Houston the other day,

            before a World Series game,

            they had the crowd stand silent

            in my memory.

It was a sea of white faces

            who paid a seamstress’s

            wages for a month for a seat.

It seems the only Black faces

            were on the field

            or roaming the aisles

            selling hot dogs.

 

And, Lord, the two-faced politicians

            that came out of the woodwork!

The governor of Alabama

            cried crocodile tears

            as if he would not be

            happy to have

            a White Citizen’s Council

            membership card in his wallet

            if it would get him some votes.

 

Somebody roused George W. from his stupor,

            told him in short easy words

            who I was,

            and shoved him out

            in front of the microphones

            to eulogize me.

He looked uncomfortable and confused.

I understand he had other things

            on his mind.

 

What these politicians had in mind

            was patting black folks on the head.

“See,” they say, “Mrs. Parks and Dr. King

            took care of everything.

They asked for freedom and we gave it to them

            a long, long time ago.

What more can you ask?

Now stand over there out of the way

            so we can get down to the business   

            of going after real money.”

 

It plain tires me out.

 

Little children, Black and white,

            who study me in school,

            do not think the job is over.

Your own bus seat must be won every day.

And while you are at it,

            have the driver change the route.

 

—Patrick Murfin


Murfin Verse Redux —When You Wear a Hat as Long as I Have

29 October 2020 at 11:11

The hat was still young and healthy when I wore it at this Peace Vigil in Harvard, Illinois in March of 2002.


One Fall day back in 2014 I was stumped for a blog post.  Everything I found either bored me or would require such an enormous effort at research and probably turn into one of those things that runs to 6,000 words.  I know that no one reads those posts unless a blood relative is the subject.  Sometime I do them anyway if the topic interests me, but I always regret it.  Anyway, both stumped and unmotivated.  So I lay idly on a couch for an hour or so, turning my old brown felt hat over and over in my hand closely examining the damning evidence of long hard usage.  After a while I said to myself—aloud because the house was empty—“I may as well just write about the damn thing!”  Five minutes later I was pounding out the ode below.

Once again, I have nothing better to offer, so here it is again.

The hat in question was a Christmas gift from my wife Kathy in 2001.  I was in desperate need of a new dress lid.  My everyday work hat was an Indiana Jones style brown fedora I had acquired in the mid-80’s and re-creased into my favored style with a peaked center ridge pinched on either side and the brim slouched.  I wore it every day to work as a head building custodian in Cary, Illinois and to whatever second job I held—at the time a second shift gas station clerk  at a Crystal Lake Mobile.  It was battered, sweat stained, filthy, and looked like it had been run over by a garbage truck.

The trouble was my current dress hat was not in much better shape, even though it was a much higher quality sombrero.  It was a nice silver belly Stetson XXX Open Road.  I had likewise reshaped it but with it higher crown  and a broader brim bound with a ribbed silk ribbon it had once gleamed spectacularly atop my head.  It was then only five years old but because of  it its light color now looked grimy and dingy.  A hole was even emerging from the front of the peak where I grabbed the hat between my thumb and forefingers to take off and on.  It clearly no longer qualified as my dress hat and Kathy was embarrassed to be seen with me in either hat.  She was a motivated giver.

Kathy spotted the hat on sale during a Christmas shopping expedition we made to Springhill Mall, the closest big merchandising Mecca in a still bustling Sears.  Later, when we split up to check out other stores in the Mall, she doubled back and bought it then hid it somehow in the car.  It was a light brown, soft felt with a low, flat crown and a wide brim.  It had a narrow, light beige suede band that had not been well cut—it varied in width from here to there.  It was a then popular style of an exaggerated fedora with an extra wide brim, but was on the low end of the quality scale.  She paid about $15 for her prize.

When I opened her present on Christmas morning, I was a bit skeptical.  I had never worn a hat with that low a crown.  It would not hold my attempts to re-crease it in my favored center peak.  It would just pop back into shape.  The damn hat had a will of its own.  It would not be anything other than how it was made.  Sigh.  But I needed a hat, so I put it to work.

A week after Christmas it got it’s baptism of activism, when I wore it to a small New Year’s Day peace vigil organized  by the American Friends Service Committee—the Quakers—by winter dormant Buckingham Fountain.  Kathy and I met my former sister-in-law Arlene Brennan and her husband Michael, my nephew Ira S. Murfin and a girl he knew who was on her way to a winter job shooing bison back into Yellowstone Park to keep them from being shot by Montana ranchers.  It was the first of scores of vigils, marches, rallies, and demonstrations over the next 16 years at which I wore the hat.  Paired with a trench coat, it went with me to a giant anti-war march in Washington, D.C. later that January and sheltered my head through weekly roadside vigils that the McHenry County Peace Group kept up over the next two and a half years through all sorts of inclement weather.

The hat and I at the Haymarket monument in Chicago one May Day after I led a Labor service at a U.U. Congregation.

When I wrote and posted my poem six years ago, the old chapeau was still in daily service.  Today it has been demoted to rough duty status.  Although it has held its shape remarkably well and resists  popping holes  at pressure points—which eventually dooms my higher quality Stetsons—the fading and sweat stains can no longer be ignored.  I no longer wear it for regular daily use to unless there is heavy rain—its broad brim makes it the best rain hat I ever had.  It also holds up well when it is snowing so hard it measurably accumulates on the brim.  I still throw it on for yard work, snow shoveling, or and when I walk the dog.

The "new evey day hat, then nine years old, on the Old Man's head in Woodstock in 2018.  Photo by Bill Delaney 

The old brown hat has been replaced for everyday use by a grey Bailey’s U-Roll-It that I picked up in Sheridan, Wyoming back in 2009.  It is very different from the old one—curled brim with the front slouched down and a higher crown.  It is showing its age too, but is still serviceable for the general running around of a retired geezer.

For Christmas two years ago Kathy got me another new dress hat.  This one is very nice but black, a hat color I had never worn.  I break it out for our dinner dates at better places, to go to the theater, and for a few special occasions.  Most of those opportunities are on hold due to  Coronavirus precautions. I have to keep the new hat in a tightly closed plastic bag because each speck of dust stands out against the black.

Anyway, here is my ode to an old hat.

The old hat made one of its final appearances at a demo or action at a Chicago Labor Day march in 2017. Note the sweat stains and faded braided band.

When You Wear a Hat as Long as This One

 

When you wear a hat as long as this one—

            you know, the old brown one

            with the broad flat brim

            and low crown,

            the one Kathy bought you for Christmas

            the holiday after 9/11—

you learn to understand that the Universe

            is falling down upon you day after day

            that stardust, ashes, and cat dander

            sift unseen and constant

            day after day,

            year after year,

            one decade into the next

drifting into the creases of the crown,

            balling just a tad if you rub your

            thumb or fingers across the brim

            which has subtly changed color

            under the weight

nothing to be done about it

            the heaviest downpour does not

            wash it away,

            nor can you brush it,

            or beat it against your leg,

the stuff clings to the fine wool fibers

            of the soft felt

            and where the sweat and

            oil from your dirty hair

            touch it, it becomes a little hard

            and shiny

and the old band twisted and stained

            must be covered by one braided from

            bright fabrics somewhere in Nicaragua

            and even that band is faded and

            dusted in its folds and knots,

and the universe continues to fall unconcerned.

 

—Patrick Murfin

 

The Woman Who Collected Oscars—Edith Head

28 October 2020 at 11:45

Never one to hide her light under a bushel, Edith Head frequently allowed herself to be photographed with her Oscar Collection.  

Quick quiz.  What woman won more Academy Awards than any other?  Meryl Streep your say?  Wrong.  Katherine Hepburn.  Nope.  Sally Field.  Don’t be ridiculous.  The woman with eight, count ‘em eight Oscars was not an actress at all but a diminutive woman turned out for decades in enormous round glasses, black Moe Howard bangs, tasteful two piece suites, and a take-no-prisoners attitude.

Who else but costume designer to the stars,Edith Head.

Edith Claire Posener was born on October 28, 1897—although she would later claim 1902, a date which still shows up in articles based on her Hollywood press clippings—in San Bernardino, California.  It was not a place she called home.  Indeed she never had a real hometown.  Her father, Max Posener, was a Russian Jewish emigrant and her mother, Anna E. Levy, was born in St. Louis, Missouri, the daughter of German/Austrian Jews.  In the pecking order of Jewish society in America, they were mismatched.  It is likely Anna’s parents disapproved of the match and the couple eloped, or simply ran away since there is no evidence they ever married.

Max disappeared when Edith was small after a haberdashery he managed to open in San Bernardino failed.  A year later, in 1905 Anna married Frank Spare, a young Catholic engineer.  They were soon passing Edith off as their mutual daughter and she was raised a Catholic.   Her stepfather’s profession made the family virtual nomads has he found work in mining camps around the West.  The family stayed longer in Searchlight, Nevada than most towns.

Frank did earn a nice living an indulged his daughter in a first rate education.  Edith graduated with a B.A. and honors in French from the University of California at Berkley in 1919 and earned her Master’s in Romance Languages from Stanford a year later.

Then she was on her own in the world.  She started as a French teacher, first in a parochial school in La Jolla and then at the Hollywood School for Girls, a prestigious finishing school catering to the daughters of the booming movie business. In order to qualify for higher pay, she volunteered to teach art as well as French despite having no lessons in the subject since high school. 

Edith’s drawing skills were extremely limited so she enrolled for night classes at the Chouinard Art College.  While there she met Charles Head, the brother of a classmate.  They were married in the summer of 1923.  It was not a particularly happy marriage and the couple separatedafter a few years.  They did not divorce, however until 1934, presumably because of Edith’s Catholicism.  They had no children, but she gained the name she used throughout her professional life.

In 1924, bored with the life of a housewife in search of a good income, Edith naturally turned to the main local industry for work.  Despite absolutely no experiencein fashion or design and still limited in drafting skills, she applied to Paramount Pictures for work as a costume sketch artist under the direction of studio designers.  To get the job she submitted a portfolio borrowed from another student.  Not the last time she would finesse her career by cutting corners here and there.

                         A rare shot of a young Edith Head sans glasses from her early days at Paramount.

Head, however, was a quick study.  Her drawing improved, and she began making suggestions.  Within a year she was designing for her first picture, The Wanderer, a Raoul Walsh film starring German actress Greta Nissen and Wallace Berry.  She soon became a Walsh favorite, the first of several directors who championed her career.

At first she toiled in the shadows of Paramount’s head designers, first Howard Greer, then Travis Banton both of who, as was the custom, would often claim her work as their own for screen credits.  It was a “tradition” Head continued after she got the top job long after it was both out of fashion and professionally frowned on, for which she would get a lot of criticism from fellow designers.

But within the studio, Heads work was championed not only by directors, but by leading ladies who appreciated her habit of consulting with them on her design to accommodate  when possible their taste and to accentuate their best features.  Most designers took a take-it-or-leave it attitude with actresses except for the handful of stars with real clout within the studio system.

Although she had enjoyed some studio publicity over the years, Head did not attract wide spread public attentionuntil she put Dorothy Lamour in that famous sarong in 1937’s John Ford epic The Hurricane.  The dress made Lamour a star—Head kept her in versions of it in the subsequent Bring Crosby/Bob Hope road pictures—and Edith a celebrity

Dorothy Lamour's sarong was a break-out look.

And she would keep an iron grip on the job for 29 more years.

Paramount was toward the rear of the pack of Hollywood Major Studios, much smaller than the relentless factory at MGM which produced as many as 200 pictures a year at its peak, or Warner Bros.  home of gritty urban dramas, women’s movies, and prestige bio-flicks.  In either of those she would have had to compete with rafts of designers to get the top assignments.  Paramount, on the other hand, made 20 or 30 features a year with a relatively thin stable of stars.  Head got her hand on any project she desired, and had time to frequently go on loan to other studios at the bequest of stars or directors she had cultivated.  By the 1940’s “Costumes by Edith Head” seemed a ubiquitous credit.

In that decade she left her impression on many stars and memorable films including Paulette Goddard in Cat and the Canary; Veronica Lake in Sullivan’s Travels and I Married a Witch; Barbara Stanwyck in The Lady Eve, Ball of Fire, and Double Indemnity; Ginger Rodgers in Lady in the Dark; Ingrid Bergman in Notorious, Loretta Young in The Farmer’s Daughter; and Bette Davis in June Bride.

Head’s star was rising, but she was not about to let studio publicity departments burry her contributions while hyping stars.  She made herself available for interviewsto key entertainment reporters and kept gossip columnists in her debt by occasionally feeding them juicy—but never career damagingstudio gossip and usually flattering bitson the stars she cultivated.  She contributed fashion articles to magazinesand staged costume shows for newsreels.  She even got Paramount to film a short documentary on her and her department.

Not that she was without critics, particularly among her fellow designers and those who toiled in studio wardrobe departments.  She had been an outspoken opponent of unionization by costume designers.  Always obsequious to authority, especially studio bosses, producers, and name directors, she could be a tyrant and taskmistress over the employees under her, quick to shift blame for failures and to claim credit for their work.  She defended the later by saying that their designs were always only executed at her guidance, direction, and inspiration

Others were critical of her style, particularly in modern dress pictures calling her the Shirtwaist Queen for her frequent use of that basic style.  But shirtwaists are flattering on most women’s bodies.  Moreover studio bosses were explicit that designs be a timeless as possible, shunning passing fashion trends, so that pictures could easily be re-released, a big money maker.  The result was a classic clean but elegantEdith Head style.

Head's design for Bette Davis's coctail party gown in All About Eve was among her most celebrated work.

In 1949 the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences added the costume design to its annual Oscar Awards.  Beginning that year with The Emperor Waltz, a Bing Crosby musical co-starring Joan Fontaine, Head would be nominated for the next 19 consecutive years—sometimes  for multiple pictures in a year—and five more times after that with a total of 35 nominations.  Her eight trips home with the trophy were for The Heiress with Julie Harris, 1950; Samson and Delilah with Heddy Lamarr (color), 1951; All About Eve with Bette Davis and Anne Baxter (black and white), 1951; A Place in the Sun with Elizabeth Taylor and Shelly Winters, 1952; Roman Holiday with Audrey Hepburn, 1954; Sabrina, again with Hepburn, 1954; The Facts of Life with Lucile Ball, 1960; and The Sting in 1974.

Of those films, the award for Sabrina was the most controversial.  For the key sequences when Hepburn as the chauffeur’s daughter blossoms into a Paris model, the star personally picked sketches by designer Hubert de Givenchy.  The outfits were constructed in Head’s wardrobe department and she did design most of the American clothes.  She refused to give de Givenchy screen credit with her for design.   Although the award was obviously mostly for his contributions, Head accepted it anyway.

Head was now a major celebrity in her own right.  There were not yet famous American fashion houses, and outside of New York society hardly anyone knew the name of a haute couture American designer.  Only the great Paris fashion houses were known to the public.  For many ordinary American women, the highly visible Head was high fashion, not just costume design.  Knock-offmanufacturers kept Main Street dress shops across the country stocked with dresses and suits inspired by Head movies.

Even I, a pre-teen yahoo in Cheyenne, Wyoming knew who Edith Head was.  In those days we had a full hour for lunchat school and those who could, walked home to eat.  I did.  And everyday Mom had Art Linkletter’s House Party, a kind of stone age talk/variety program, on the TV.  Head made frequent, sometimes weekly, appearances on the show, on the show, often dishing out fashion advice to members of the audience.  At home, Mom paid strict attention.

She had now added Cecil B. DeMille, Billy Wilder, and Alfred Hitchcock to her list of director champions and a galaxy of stars including Hepburn, Taylor, Baxter, Grace Kelly, and Natalie Wood as her devoted fans. 

Among her other screen triumphs in the ‘50’s and ‘60s were Sunset Boulevard with Gloria Swanson; Rear Window and It Takes a Thief with Kelly; White Christmas with Rosemary Clooney, Vera-Ellen, Crosby, and Danny Kaye; The Man Who Knew too Much with Doris Day; the DeMille epic Ten Commandments; Witness for the Prosecution with Marlene Dietrich; Separate Tables with Rita Hayworth; Vertigo with Kim Novak; and That Kind of Woman with Sophia Loren.

Starting in 1963 with Love With a Proper Stranger through The Last Married Couple in America in 1980 Head made seven films with Natalie Wood.

Her last film for Paramount was the gaudy melodrama The Oscar, for which she naturally received another nomination for the statuette in 1967.  Then Head left her longtime home at Paramount and jumped to Universal, a studio on the rise since its days as the home of classic monster movies.  She followed Alfred Hitchcock there, the director with whom she worked most often. 

Head surrounded by sketches reflecting her long career in 1967.

Age and increasingly fragile health slowed her up some, but she could still pull out some claims to glory.  There were five more Oscar nominations including nods for the musical Sweet Charity,  the costume epic The Man Who Would Be King, and the disaster movies Airport and Airport ’77.  After years of gaining glory for designing for beautiful Hollywood clothes horses, her final years were marked by films centering on men, including her final Oscar win, The Sting.

She designed for Rooster Cogburn with John Wayne and Katherine Hepburn.  She also did work that evoked earlier years of Hollywood glory and her own screen work—Gable and Lombard with James Brolin and Jill Clayburgh, W.C. Fields and Me with Rod Steiger and Valerie Perrine, and Steve Martin’s Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid.  The latter, released in 1981, captured the look of ‘40’s film noir.  Released after her death, Martin dedicated the film to her.

Head’s husband since 1940, set designer Wiard Ihnen died in 1979 of prostate cancer.  The couple had no children.  Although Head continued to work until the end, her health was bad.  She suffered from myelofibrosis, an incurable bone marrow disease.  She died on October 24, 1981 four days shy of her 84th birthday.  She was buried unostentatiously under a simple bronze plaque in a Catholic section of Forest Lawn Memorial Gardens removed from the flashy graves and mausoleums of the stars she had decorated. 

 

Idolizing TR—The Rough Rider, the Kid, and a Nutty Obsession

27 October 2020 at 15:00

Theodore Roosevelt--boyhood idol turned obsession.

Brilliant. Bombastic. Explosively energeticArrogantInnovativeEgomaniacalHeroicPerpetually manicSelf-inventing.  Those are some of the words and phrases the immediately spring to mind when contemplating the life of Theodore Roosevelt, the man who, among other things, reinvented the Presidency for the 20th Century.  The man who was born into a wealthy and influentialold Knickerbocker Dutch family on October 27, 1858 continues to fascinate101 years after his death in 1919 at the age of 60.  

In recent years he was the subject of widely hailed three volume biography by Edmund Morris and several other books examining various parts of his multi-faceted life, studied in Doris Kearns Goodwin’s close examination of the Progressive era in The Bully Pulpit, portrayed by Tom Berenger in the TV miniseries Rough Riders, and was one of the three main charactersprofiled in Ken Burns’ epic 5 night PBS documentary series The Roosevelts. And last year one of my favorite novelists and Facebook connections Jerome Charyn got inside T.R.’s head in The Perilous Adventures of the Cowboy King.

Jerome Charyn's The Cowboy King was a rip-roaring romp and a reminder of why idolized Theodore Roosevelt.  It even echoed the vibe of my Classic Illustrated comic book.

But 40 years after Roosevelt’s death, he also grabbed the idolizing attention of a 10 year old nerd from Cheyenne, Wyoming.  I was already in the grips of fascination with history as a bespectacled, bookish kid with no friends when I first encountered passing notice of him in my entirely inadequate elementary school social studies text.  From there I checked him out in the illustrated Presidential biography books that I had already collected.  And my folkshad taken me to the Black Hills where I had seen Roosevelt’s visagesqueezed in between Jefferson and Lincoln on Mount Rushmore.  So I knew he was a big deal.

But what turned Roosevelt from a passing interest into an obsession was a Classics Illustrated   comic book The Roughrider.  The comic told the story of how young Theodore, the weakling asthmatic who was bullied and mocked for his myopia and thick glasses but who by dint of sheer grit and determination transformed himself into a Harvard boxer, South Dakota rancher, New York City Police Commissioner, war hero, and eventually President.  A particularly satisfying panel in the book depicted Roosevelt knocking out with one mighty blow a cowboy who mocked him as four eyes.  The boy Teddy reminded me a lot of me, likewise the brunt of ridicule and abuse.  The adult hero held out promise that it did not always have to be that way.

Not Batman, Superman, or The Flash could compete with my comic book super hero...

It was a short step from hero worshipto nutty obsession.  How so?  Let me count the ways.

The first thing was appearance.  The mustache stubbornly refused to rise from the fine blonde down on my upper lipHalloween costume fakes were all jet black, lacked the distinctive inward curlaround the sides of the mouth, and, well, looked like crap.  And I discovered that pince-nez glasses were not available at my local optician’s.  I was stuck with the clunky plastic faux tortoise shell frames fit for a middle aged accountant.  But I could get the hat right.

I started with a cheap gray felt hat I bought at a souvenir stand at Cheyenne Frontier Days.  It was supposed to be a Confederate hat and had a paper Stars and Bars Flag sticker on the front.  I was a loyal Union man and spent hours trying to get all vestiges of that peeled off.  The hat did have a satisfyingly military looking gold cord band with end tassels.  I pinned up one side with a brass US collar insignia from my Dad’s World War II uniform.  It made a satisfying reproduction of Col. Roosevelt’s famous Rough Rider campaign hat.

At first I decorated it with a long pheasant tail feather, but discarded that when I realized that no photo showed my beloved Teddy sporting such a plume.  I wore that increasingly batteredhat every single day from the moment I got out of bed to the time I turned in at night—except when required to remove it at school or church—for almost three years until it practically disintegrated and my head got too big.  Needless to say, I attracted a lot of gaping stares.  And the bullies were unimpressed by its martial appearance.

The hat was useful in the back yard fantasy games I played largely by myself.  None of the other neighborhood kids, least of all twin brother Tim who was running with a faster older crowd and already smoking cigarettes in their fort/club house, were interested in daily charges up San Juan Hill or whatever other adventures I could conjure.  My red and white Firestone coaster brake bicycle with the plastic streamers on the hand grips had to be my noble steed.

Alas, there are no extant photos of me in my Rough Rider hat, although I know that several were snapped on our old Kodak Brownie Box Camera.  My mom, likely out of shame and embarrassment, left them out of her meticulously maintained photo albums and they can’t even be located in the unsorted shoe boxes of old photos. 

School was a place where my obsession played out with a bit of drama.  I started handing in my homework, busy work Ditto activity sheets, quizzes, and tests with the correct day of the month underneath my name but instead of 1959 listing the year as 1905, the year after Roosevelt’s election to a full term on his own. I picked the year because the old movies I watched on TV when I got home from school painted that era as sunny, pleasant, and free from loomingnuclear annihilation—something that was constantly on our minds in Cheyenne where the Air Force was beginning to build the nation’s first ICBM missile baseand which, the civic boastproclaimed, would be a top target for Commie obliteration.  The movies, mostly musicals and comedies like Meet Me in St. Louis or Life With Father were all made in the ‘30’ and ‘40’s when many ticket buyers were of an age to recall those days with wistful nostalgia.  Most depicted the comfortable middle class in large homes with live-in servants.  It seemed to me that Teddy Roosevelt ruled over an ideal time to be alive.

The comfortable family life depicted in movies like Meet Me in St. Louis made me long to live in the days of Teddy Roosevelt's Presidency. After all, no Ruskie was apt to drop a nuke on this house...

So I decided that, come hell or high water, I would live then.  Neither my teachers, nor the Principal at Eastridge Elementary where I was routinely sent for an attitude adjustment, were amused by this quirk.  They demanded that I use the correct date and used every punishmentin their arsenal to compel my acquiescence.  For a while I was given an F (actually a 5 because Cheyenne Public Schools were then using an odd numerical grading system) on every paper I turned in with the wrong year.  But I was a student reading at the level of a senior in high School and in subjects like social studies and scienceshowed every evidence of complete mastery of the lessons.  Of course my spelling was atrocious, my hand writing cramped and nearly illegible, and I was too bored by arithmetic to bother with accurate computations and, it would be discoveredmuch later, was mildly dyslexiccompounding that problem.  Despite my wildly uneven academic performance, eventually it was decided that it was hopelessthe hold the date thing against my grades.  Besides, if the teachers kept it up, I would be held back for another year and they would be stuck with me again.

So they tried keeping me in for recessHardly a punishment as it kept me from getting beat up on the playground and while the others were running around and screaming, I was happily alone in the class room partaking of my favorite activityreadingKeeping me after school was no skin off my nose either.  Things were not all that rosy at home where my Mom was battling mental health and rage issues and I was the number 1 object of her wrath and dissatisfaction with thehand life had dealt her.  Of course that also meant that when the school sent home notes complaining about my stubborn misdating, she took it as a purposeful disgrace to the family—the gravest of all possible offenses.  Then out would come the wire handle of the fly swatter, down would drop my jeans and underwear and my ass got whipped to hamburger.

None of it mattered.  I just kept entering that date, and dreaming of the time and place where nothing like that happened. 

Roosevelt made several visits to Wyoming including this 1902 Presidential visit to Yellowstone National Park.  A special full scale rodeo was once put on for him in Cheyenne at the Frontier Days grounds.  Several Wyoming cowboys had joined his Rough Riders and other were ready to sign up for the new volunteer cavalry unit that Woodrow Wilson would not let him raise for World War I.

The whole thing lasted almost three years until I entered Junior High School and just let it all slide for new dreams and obsessions, every bit as weird perhaps, but not as apt to draw notice

Then in a few more years I would discover the underside of 1905 and the Roosevelt utopia—the world of viciouscapitalist exploitation of working people, their resistance and rebellion, of open class war, Jim Crow, lynchings, and of nasty little imperialist wars.

But that’s another story…. 

Compassion for Campers Concludes Outdoor Season and Appeals for Help Over Winter

27 October 2020 at 07:30
Many of the unhoused in McHenry County will continue to have to camp over the winter as new homelessness will continue to rise.  Compassion for Campers ability to continue serving this population now depends on securing new storage and transportation as well as additional volunteers.    The Faith Leaders of McHenry County and Compassion for Campers will conduct the final outdoor distribution of camping gear and supplies to the homeless this season at St, Ann’s Episcopal Church, 503 West Jackson in Woodstock on today, Tuesday, October 27 from 3:30-5:00 p.m.   Warm clothes are now being offered as well a Meals Ready to Eat (MRE) rations provided by McHenry County Emergency Management and the McHenry Country Health Department. Volunte...

Sanctuary in a Very Bad Week—Revisiting Tree of Life Mass Murder Murfin Verse

26 October 2020 at 12:23

A memorial to the victims of the Tree of Life Synagogue mass murder this week in Pittsburgh.
 

Note—This week marks the second anniversary of the mass murder at the Tree of Life Synagogue in Pittsburgh on October 27, 2018.  I was asked to do the Chalice Lighting at the Tree of Life Unitarian Universalist Congregation in McHenry, which may have felt a special kinship with a congregation of the same name, the next day.    The topic for the morning was sanctuary.  I threw away what I had carefully prepared.  I was planning on reading this new poem instead which was totally inadequate to the situation but due to a scheduling mix up, I didn’t read it that day.   As you will see the poem also references other ugly, hateful episodes the same week but current outrages could easily be plugged in.



Sanctuary in a Very Bad Week

 

Headlines: 

Trump Attempts to Erase Transgender Identity

Two Blacks Killed at Walmart by Angry Racist

14 Bombs Sent to Targets Denounced by Trump

11 Dead at Tree of Life Synagogue Mass Murder

 

Sacred shelter—A haven offered or sought, 

   a holy obligation and a desperate resort.

The Church once offered it to those fleeing

   the wrath of a king or war lord.

Today we are called to offer it to

   immigrants and refugees,

      the homeless and unwanted,

            the despised of color, gender, faith,

               abused women and families,

                  all the wretched.

 

Know this—Sanctuary can fail.

   Ask Thomas Becket, Ann Frank,

      the four little Girls of Birmingham,

            the frozen bum,

               the murdered wife,

                  the deported asylum seeker,

         the immigrant children in cages,

            the dead Jews of Tree of Life.

 

But failure does not cancel hope or duty.

   time to step up,

      to take our chances,

            to become a People of Sanctuary.

 

—Patrick Murfin

 



Once Upon St. Crispin’s Day

25 October 2020 at 09:47

The Battle of Agincourt as depicted in the French manuscript Recueil des croniques d’Engleterre by Jean of Wavrin circa 1480.  
 

The Battle of Agincourt, which was fought on October 25, 1415, is usually found on one of those lists of the most important battles in world history that intrigue the kind of military history geeks who haunted the History Channel before it turned into a freak show of ancient aliensand conspiracy theories.  This is due almost entirely to the Anglo-centrism of the historians and publicity by one William Shakespeare who made a hero out of English King Henry V and put in his mouth a glorious speech which took on a special significance as a rallying cry for the British in the darkest days of another war more than 500 years later.

The battle was a decisive English victory over a much largerFrench army and is interesting on a number of points, but in the long run did little to change the course of history.  It was a part of the series of conflictsknown at the Hundred Years Warfought from 1337 and 1453 between the Valoisand Anjou (the English House of Plantagenet) claimants to the French throne.  Here is the Cliff Notes version of what happened.

Henry V was the second of the Lancastrian kings of the Plantagenet dynasty, a branch of the French House of Anjou which had ruled England since 1154.  His father, Henry IV had successfully usurped the throne from Richard II and established a new line of succession.  Young Henry V acceded to the throne in 1413 at the age of 27.  As Prince of Wales he was already a seasoned military commander when he led armies against a Welsh rebellion in his principality. 

                        English King Henry V was fighting for his claim to be heir to the French Crown.

He was an ambitious and aggressive monarch.  He began his reign with many reforms, including restoring the lands and titlesof most the heirs and loyalists of Richard II to gain their support.  He also decreed for the first time the English, rather than French, was the official language of the kingdom.  His court was the first to use English and he wrote predominately in it.  But that did not mean he was not interested in France.

The young monarch, seeing France was in dynastic turmoil, decided to reinstate his claim to the title of King of France, which was based on connections through Richard II.  He also wanted to reclaim and expand large claims of land on the Continent, most of which had been lost over the preceding two hundred years.  He demanded of the French to be accepted as the legitimate Heir to the throne and in addition to ancestral Anjou and Normandy demanded Aquitaine, Touraine, Brittany, and Flanders and marriage to the daughter of the Valois claimant to the French crown to cement his own.  After two years of negotiations Henry received the permission of Parliament to declare war and impose a doubled tax rate to finance a campaign.

With the revenues, Henry raised an army composed not only of the noble knights and men at arms, but primarily of hired yeomen most of whom were armed with the longbows.  His army of about 12,000 arrived in France in August of 1415 and immediately laid siege to the port of Harfleur.  Due to a lack of proper siege equipment, the capture of the city took until well into September, which gave the divided French time to unite and gather a large army at Roen under Charles d’Albret, the Constable of France.

Because the campaign season was drawing to a close, Henry decided to try to avoid a battle with the main French army, and to march north to the English port of Calais to resupply over the winter.  His force was already reduced to about 9,000 by diseaseand was soon in hunger as they could not forage enough provisions as they marched.  The French army began to shadow them, but waited to gain strength as more troops joined. 

At the River Somme the French got ahead of Henry and blocked the most direct route to Calais, forcing him to move south, away from the city to find a ford.  He finally crossed south of Péronne.  Resuming his march north again, Henry found the whole French army blocking his path near Agincourt on October 24.  The 250 mile march over two and a half weeks had left his army in wretched condition, but Henry knew that the French were still receiving reinforcements and had to come to battle before they arrived.

The chosen battleground could not have been worse for the much larger French army pressing them into a narrow front flanked by heavy woods.  It was a lethal trap.

As was thecustom the two sides met and agreed on the battle field.  It could not have been a more disastrous choice for the French who out-numbered the English by as many as 6 to 1.  The battle was to be fought on a recently harvested open field only 750 yard wide closed in between two heavy stands of woods.  The night before the battle heavy rainshad turned the field into a sea of mud, which would only become more encumbering as it was roiled by men and horses. 

Henry deployed his forces across the narrowest point on the southern endof the field, divided into three sections with himself personally on the field in command of the center.  These forces totaled about 1,500 heavily armed knights and men-at-arms mostlydismounted.  Along both flanks, and backed against the woods, he deployed his 7,000 longbow men protected from the cavalry attack by hastily erected abattoirs, hastily erected abatises, sharpened logs dug into the ground at an angle.

The French had to advance several hundred yards across the muddy ground to reach the English line.  The French deployed 10,000 heavily armored knights and men at arms in two or three divisions, with about 1,200 knights mounted as cavalry.  To the rear were thousands more men including archers, crossbowmen, and levies ofill-trained, lightly armed infantry which the French evidently did not even plan todeploy, so sure were they about the power of the “cream of French nobility” to carry the day against the vastly outnumbered English.

It turned out the most effective force on the field were the English yeomen longbowmen.

The action began with a successful raid against Henry’s baggage train to the rear, which made him nervous all day of being surrounded.  Then, as the heavy infantry began their slog across the field, the cavalry charged the two flanks of archers.  The longbow men let fly with volley aftervolley of high arching shots that fell on the knights wounding and maddening their horses, many of which broke away and began wildly running across the field.  The surviving horsemen came up against the sharpened stakes and could not break through suffering heavy casualties.  They and the maddened horses churned the muddy ground badly then crashed into their own lines of advancing men on foot.

The archers turned their attention to the men at arms that were advancing slowly and with great difficulty over the muddy ground.  Their many flights of arrows did not injure many due to heavy armor, but the incessant rain of missiles made them march with their helmet visors down to prevent injury to the face, which restricted their visionand their breathing.  Soon the French were bogged down in knee deep muck as the rear rankscontinued to push forward.  By the time that they finally reached theEnglish line they were exhausted and only the very front ranks could even swing their broadswordsbecause they were pressed so tightly together.  The French did push the English line back, but were soon engaged in furious hand to hand combat.  Many of the French fell unwounded but were unable to get up in the deep mud with the heavy weight of their armor.  Many drowned in the mud, others were trampled by their own men.  With only the front ranks effectively able to engage, they suffered heavy losses and soon the ground was covered by the French.

Then, the English longbow men, having exhausted their arrows, surged from behind their stakes swinging axes, short swords, weapons picked up on the fieldand attacked the dense mass of French on the flanks.  Unarmored except for helmetsand light mail, they were speedy and agile and slaughtered the exhausted French.

King Henry fought on foot in command of the English center.  Nervous that hundreds of captured French knight might seize weapons and turn on their captors, Henry ordered the flower of French nobility hacked to death where they lay helpless in the muck of the field.

The English knights began taking prisoners among thesurvivors in hopes of exchanging them for ransom, as was the custom.  But Henry, fighting at the front of his troops thought he saw movement in the French rear and feared a second attack.  He also began to worry that the many prisoners might take advantage of the chaos of the battlefield to seize weapons and turn on their captors.  Henry ordered his knights to execute their hostages.  Most refused because they wanted the ransom money and because they feared that if they did so, they would receive the same treatment if later captured themselves.  Frustrated, the King sent hismost trusted aide at the head of a force of 150 non-noble yeoman infantry to hack the prisoners to death with axes and broadswords.

Whatever the intention of the French secondary had been, the sight of the Nobles of France being hacked to death sent the remaining forces into apanicked retreat.  They ran into, and became ensnared withthe great number of unused archers, crossbow men, and light infantry, who might have saved the day, had not the knights been too proud to deploy them.

The battle was a disaster for France.  French losses were estimated to be between 7,000 and 10,000, almost all of them killed.  About 1,500 nobles survived the slaughter as prisoners.  The English lost a documented 112 men on the day of the battle and probably hundreds more of wounds, disease, or exhaustion within days.  The best guess for total English casualties is about 450 dead and wounded.

Henry did not follow up, as he could have, with an attack on Paris to take the crown.  Instead he returned to England to receive a hero’s welcome and re-arm for another season of campaigning.  He returned to France in 1417.  After years of fighting the 1420 Treaty of Troyes gave him nearly everything he wanted.  He was recognized as heir and Regent of France until the death of King Charles VI.  He married Charles’s daughter Catherine of Valois to secure his dynastic claim.

In 1422 Henry was campaigning in France against hold-outs not recognizing his claim when he died of dysentery.  Charles VI died within a month, making Henry’s infant son Henry VI King of France. 

The younger Henry grew into his crowns, but battled depression and some say bouts of madness.  He was deposed as English King once, returned to the throne, and lost it again to the House of York in the War of the Roses.  But he retained the disputed throneof France until his death 1453.  The same year the Hundred Year War finally ended with England expelled from France except for Calais and accession of Charles VII to the throne, resuming the Valois dynasty.

The lasting impact of the battle of Agincourt was to begin a revolution in military theory and practice.  It was the swansong of chivalry and semi-feudal armies built around the war lord castes of nobility.  Heavy knights were shown to be vulnerable to both the long bow and to lighter forces fighting behind and from field fortifications.  As the Hundred Year War dragged on the addition of fire arms and artillery only accelerated the development.  The fall of reliance on knighthood, also reduced the influence of the nobilityand raised the power of a monarch who could hire armies.  By 16th Century large professional armies helped lead to the creation of the nation state as we know it.

The French and English went on being the best of enemiesthrough future conflicts that would including 18 wars before the virtual world wars—The Seven Years War (in America the French and Indian Wars), the Anglo-French War of 1779-1783 (including France’s participation in the American Revolution), and the Napoleonic Wars.

Only later in the 19th Century did changing European political realitiescertain common colonial interests and the unification and militarization of Germany—finally brought the two old rivals together as sometimes wary and suspicious allies

With World War II raging, Laurence Olivier mounted his screen production of the Bard's Henry V mostly as a set piece for the rousing St. Crispin's Day Speech, meant to inspire the current generation.  The patriotic ode to England is surely the oddest speech to attribute to a man waging a war to claim the French crown.

Despite all of that history, what most people remember are the words never spoken by Henry but put in his mouth by William Shakespeare in his history play, Henry V:

              If we are mark’d to die, we are enow.   To do our country loss; and if to live,

                The fewer men, the greater share of honour.

                God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.

                By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,

                Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;

                It yearns me not if men my garments wear;

                Such outward things dwell not in my desires.

                But if it be a sin to covet honour,

                I am the most offending soul alive.

                No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.

                God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour

                As one man more methinks would share from me

                For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

                Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,

                That he which hath no stomach to this fight,

                Let him depart; his passport shall be made,

                And crowns for convoy put into his purse;

                We would not die in that man’s company

                That fears his fellowship to die with us.

                This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.

                He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,

                Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,

                And rouse him at the name of Crispian.

                He that shall live this day, and see old age,

                Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,

                And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’

                Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,

                And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’

                Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,

                But he'll remember, with advantages,

                What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,

                Familiar in his mouth as household words-

                Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,

                Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-

                Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.

                This story shall the good man teach his son;

                And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,

                From this day to the ending of the world,

                But we in it shall be remembered-

                We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

                For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

                Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

                This day shall gentle his condition;

                And gentlemen in England now-a-bed

                Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,

                And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

                That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

                 —William Shakespeare


As Coronavirus Deaths Soar the World Lost a Great Human Being

24 October 2020 at 13:25

Randy Jasper, Family Farm Defender also standing for Women's health and rights.

Just after the U.S. set another grim record for the greatest number of Coronavirus deaths since the pandemic began.  The total death toll reached 224,000 with the possibility that number could nearly double again by the end of the year.  And just after Donald Trump dodged responsibility, babbled nonsense, and lied repeatedly in his final debate with Joe Biden a friend was added to the roster in Covid-19 ravaged Wisconsin.

But he was more than just a statistic.  Randal Jasper’s wife and life partner posted on Friday that “The world lost a great human being this morning. We must remember all of the things Randy did so that we can repeat them. We are all damn lucky to have known him.”

Randy was a life-long farmer with a special knack for fixing and restoring farm equipment, especially red International Harvestermachines.  He had an unquenchable zest for life and enjoyed his reputation as a champion tractor puller in southwest Wisconsin. 

But he also defied the stereotypes you many have of farmers.  Randy was no red MAGA hat wearing cultist.  He was in the long tradition of farm radicals stretching back though the Grange movement, the Progressives, populists, and the Depression era Farm unions.  As one close friend noted on Randy’s Facebook timeline, “He lived the lives of 10 men. He was caring, passionate, and free spirited. He marched for causes most men won’t stand for, from Cuba to Washington D.C.  An advocate for Farmers and Farm Families.”  Those commitments were deep and also included standing for a woman’s right to chooseand Black Lives Matter even in his rural, virtually all white county.  He visited Cuba with agricultural delegations and was a stout supporter of the people and the revolution.

Randy demanded Justice for George Floyd from his IH tractor.

Randy described himself on his Facebook page as “farmer who traveled to Cuba 3 times and now know workers and farmers must have our own government.”

All of which was why the equally remarkable Zena McFadden became enamored of him.  She was the daughter of one of the other “great migrations”—the movement of Southern Appalachian White to Detroit during the Depression and World War II to work in the auto industry and other Northern factories.  But she also had a strong connection to her Tennessee roots, its folktalesand music and the emotionally cathartic Pentecostal faith.  She may have abandoned that faith, but never the feeling of comfort, community, and hope that it fostered.

Zena went on to be a gifted teacher and a spellbinding story teller.  She often shared her stories about her father and family at story telling festivalsand at the Tree of Life UU Congregationin McHenry, Illinois.  She is also a committed activist and member of the Socialist Workers Party who spends time selling The Militant at rallies, marches, picket lines, and demonstrations.  In the course of their activism Randy and Zena connected and fell in love.

Zena and Randy shared a weeing kiss.

Randy had already been married and had an adult son he was close to.  After seeing each other for some time and city girl Zena spending time on Randy’s Richland Center farm during the summers they married.  Zena kept what they called the “Illinois house” in Sycamore while she continued to teach public school science.  When they were in Illinois I saw them both at church and got to know Randy.  We often had long conversations during Social Hour or at social functions.  He was as good a story teller as Zena even if he saved that talent for more intimate chats.  We often spoke of our childhoods and of his growing up on the farm.  He told some hairy farming tales, including how he lost three fingers on one hand in a gruesome farm machinery accident and nearly being crushed when a tractor rolled over in soft ground.

On Monday, October 12 Zena shared the news that Randy had been admitted to a local community hospital in Wisconsin with pneumoniacaused by Covid 19.  She kept us all posted with daily bulletins, but despite some ups and downs, his condition continued to deteriorate beyond the capacity of the local hospital.  He was air-lifted to the University of Wisconsin hospital in Madison where he was given the most up-to-date care.  Despite the care he died early Friday morning.

I will best remember Randy for one of his best stories.  A few years ago at a national farm conference, he met some Black farmers from Arkansaswho were struggling to stay on their land and were too poor to afford modern equipment.  They were still plowing by hand behind mules, back breaking work.  Rand went back to Wisconsin and managed to collect older tractors, now considered obsolete.  He lovingly repaired and restored them, loaded them on a trailer and with Zena at his side drove them to Arkansas to give them for free to those Black farmers.

Rest in Peace and Power, Randy!

Note—Memorial services for Randy are pending. 

 

 

Women in White on Parade in New York—Just a Part of an Epic Campaign

23 October 2020 at 10:23

Suffragists in white and their supporters marched down 5th Avenue for Votes for Women on this date it in 1915 capping an intense year-long campaign.
 

On October 23, 1915 more than 25,000 women marched down Fifth Avenue in New York City in one of the largest parades for Women’s Suffrageyet held.  That would be impressive enough, but the demonstration was only part of an unprecedented year-long campaign to convince Empire Statevoters to approve a state constitutional amendment giving women the vote.  Nothing like it had ever been seen in complexity and breadth of organization.

New York had long been a leading hot bed of suffrage agitation.  The Brooklyn Woman Suffrage Association was formed in 1869 and the New York City chapter a year later.  By 1903 there were at least 15 organizations in the metropolitan area promoting votes for women.  That year the indefatigable Carrie Chapman Catt brought the various organizations together under the umbrella of Interurban Woman Suffrage Council (IWSC).  Within two years it had more than twenty affiliates and 150 individual associate members who included both established leaders and wealthy women who could bankroll significant campaigns.  They established a headquarters in the Martha Washington Hotel and employed Fannie Chafin to manage day to day operations.

The indefatigable Carrie Chapman Catt was in command of a campaign worthy of Tammany Hall. 

Catt, however, was not satisfied with just the stepped up lobbying, public rallies, and demonstrations.  She realized that support for suffrage was largely still confined to well educated, middle class Protestant women.  In order to secure passage, it would be necessary to secure votes—votes of men of all classes including the teeming ethnicand religious minorities of New York City.  That required a political operation modeled on the existing apparatus of the Democratic and Republican parties.

The IWSC called a founding convention of the new Woman Suffrage Party of Greater New York at Carnegie Hall on October 29, 1909.  804 delegates and 200 alternates attended the convention.  The Party set a goal of having a leader for each of the 63 Assembly Districts of the city and a captain for each of the 2,127 election districts (precincts), with a chair and committee in each borough, under the direction a city chair and board of directors—just the way Tammany Hall did it.

It was an ambitious project and obviously not all positions were filled immediately.  But the women were committed to the long haul and built membership and capacity steadily.  The party sent its forces to local political conventions; held mass meetings; issued thousands of leaflets in many languages; conducted street meetings, parades, plays, lectures, suffrage schools; gave entertainments and teas; sent appeals to churches and all kinds of organizations and to individual leaders; brought pressure onlegislators through their constituentsand obtained wide publicity in newspapers and magazines.

The ground work was laid when the Assemblyvoted to submit a suffrage amendment to the voters in the November 1915 election.  Catt became chair of the statewide campaign, which divided the state into two upstate districts and metropolitan New YorkMary Garrett Hay, chair of the City party, and her associates sprang into action.  They raised $50,000—an enormous sum in 1915—for the city campaign alone.  A careful campaign with designated tasks from January to Election Day was planned.  The campaign committee was established—includingliaisons to the city’s ethnic communities.  In January alone there were 60 district conventions, 170 canvassing suppers, four mass meetings, 27 canvassing conferences and a convention in Carnegie Hall

The Votes for Women campaign used every possible method to reach voters.  This woman is flipping page on a chart in  store window on a busy shopping street.

The plan was to personally canvas all voters 661,164 registered voters in their homes as well contacting them in factories, offices, shops, and all manner of public gatherings.  Women spent thousands upon thousands of hours climbing narrow tenement staircases, and knocking on doors in dark grimy hallways as well as visiting fashionable apartments and suburbs.  As the campaign rolled on, registered membership in the Party swelled to 60,535.

The Party made special efforts to reach out to men by meeting them where they worked.  The designated a number special suffrage days dedicated to various professions.  They visited firemen, barbers, street cleaners among others bringing each special and appropriate gifts and literature.  Workers in the subway excavations were visited with Irish banners and shamrock fliers; Turkish, Armenian, French, Germanand Italian restaurants were canvassed as were the laborers on the docks, on vessels, and in public markets. They did not neglect the denizens of the offices either—they visited brokers, bankers, and lawyers smothering them all with flattery instead of yelling in their faces.

Nor did they neglect public spectacle.  In addition to the great Fifth Avenue March there was a Night of the Interurban Council Fires, when on high bluffs in the different boroughs huge bonfires were lit, fireworks and balloons sent up, with music, speeches, and displays ofilluminated transparencies. There were 28 neighborhood parades and numerous torch light rallies.  The party sponsored street festivals and dances on the Lower East Side for the Irish, Syrians, Poles, and Italians.  There were meetings conducted in Yiddish and dozens of other languages.  Big events like a night with opera stars at Carnegie Hall attracted wide-spread press attention.

According to an article by Oreola Williams Haskell, head of the campaign’s press bureau by Election Day the campaign had accomplished the following:

Voters canvassed (60 per cent of those enrolled): 396,698
Women canvassed: 60,535
Voters circularized: 826,796
Party membership increased from 151,688 to 212,223
Watchers and pickets furnished for the polls: 3,151
Numbers of leaflets printed and distributed: 2,883,264
Money expended from the City treasury: $25,579
Number of outdoor meetings: 5,225
Number of indoor meetings (district): 660
Number of mass meetings: 93
Political meetings addressed by Congressmen, Assemblymen and Constitutional Convention delegates:  25
Total number of meetings: 6,003
Night speaking in theaters: 60
Theater Week (Miner’s and Keith’s): 2
Speeches and suffrage slides in movie theaters: 150
Concerts (indoor, 10 outdoor, 3): 13
Suffrage booths in bazaars: 6
Number of Headquarters (Borough 4, Districts, 20): 24
Campaign vans (drawn by horses 6, decorated autos 6, district autos 4), vehicles in constant use: 16
Papers served regularly with news (English and foreign): 80
Suffrage editions of papers prepared: 2
Special articles on suffrage: 150
Sermons preached by request just before election: 64

Samples of some of the hundreds of fliers distributed during the campaign.

Despite all of these impressive efforts, the campaign failed.  In the City the vote was 320,853 opposed and 238,098 in support.  The defeat was more lopsided Up State.  But the women were far from discouraged.  Two days after the election the City Party united with the National Association for Women’s Suffrage in a mass meeting at Cooper Union, and $100,000 was pledged for a new campaign fund. 

Two years later they ginned up the campaign all over again.  That time they won.  New York State became one of the first Eastern states to adopt women’s suffrage—all due to good old fashion street level politics.

There must be a lesson in that somewhere.


Do the Same Old Holidays Bore You, Bucky? Try Wombat Day

22 October 2020 at 10:40


Break out the Champaign and some tough roots, grass, and bark for the guest of honor!  It’s Wombat Day Down Under. It’s an ancient tradition stretching all the way back to 2005.  And so what if those asses in Canberra haven’t gotten around to making it a legal holiday with the Post Officeclosed, military parades, and bands playing Waltzing Mathilda, it’s good enough to raise a can of Foster’s and throw another shrimp on the barbie.

The occasion celebrates those cuddly short-legged, muscular marsupials native to Australia with pudgy snouts and short tails that resemble small, over-fed bears.  They are adaptable to Australia’s various often in hospitable environments from arid semi-desert to forestsand mountain sides.  Not that anyone actually sees them much in the wild.  That’s because they are the world’s largest burrowing mammals—adults average about 40 inches long and can weigh between 35 and 70 pounds—and spend much of their lives in the their extensive burrow systems.  Being nocturnal they generally only come out to dine at night except for the rare darkly overcast, rainy day.

The late Steve Irwin showed off a wombat giving you an idea of their size.

The stout little beasts have powerful forelimbs with impressive claws for digging and large rodent-like incisors to gnaw through their tough diet choices.  Their natural predators were few—the dingo, now extinct Tasmanian devil, and, of course humans.  Over the last century feral dogs have heavily damaged the population.

Wombats are naturally both slow moving and shy, but can be aggressive when startled or threatened.  They have been known to charge humans who get near them and are large and heavy enough to knock down a grown man.  Their long, sharp claws can slash human flesh and bites can penetrate stout boots and thick socks.  On the other hand, humans, both Aborigines and early White settlers hunted them for food.  The settlers, with their fire arms and hunting dogs, quickly reduced the Wombat population and rangeover much of the southeastern part of the Continent.

Despite holding a day in their honor, Australians have a mighty ambivalent attitude toward the wombat.  The Aborigines did not seem to esteem them, despite relying on them as a protein source.  They did not imbue them with the spiritual powers and significance of other animals—kangaroos, snakes, crocodiles, sharks, etc.—in their Dreamtime mythologies and seldom depicted them in their rock art.  The origin story about them is hardly flattering—originating from a person named Warreen whose head had been flattened by a stone and tail amputated as punishmentfor selfishness.

When white settlers—most of them, you will recall, transported prisoners and their military guards—arrived, their opinion of the creatures was not much better.  At first because of the similarity of size and burrow habitations they were mistaken for a kind of badger, the large European weasel and omnivore totally unrelated the local marsupial.  Several Australian place names containing the name badger—Badger Creek, Victoria and Badger Corner, Tasmania  for instance—are really named for wombats. 

The English adopted the name from a corruption of the now extinct DarugAboriginal language.  In 1798 John Price was exploring in what is now New South Wales with James Wilson who had lived with the Aborigines when he recorded in his diary:

We saw several sorts of dungof different animals, one of which Wilson called a Whom-batt, which is an animal about 20 inches high, with short legs and a thick body with a large head, round ears, and very small eyes; is very fat, and has much the appearance of a badger.

Those ain't bon bons--cubic wombat scat.  Now your day is complete.

That dung or scat is among the most tell-tale signs of the presence of wombats.   Because of their fibrous diet and highly efficient digestive process, wombats leave distinctive, compact cubical shaped pellets

It took much of the 19th Century to standardize the spelling of the animal.  Meanwhile they were being hunted for meat, sport, and because their burrowing was seen as a nuisance to farming and particularly sheep grazing.  The Europeans characterized the animals in their own folk stories as fat, lazy, and greedy.

By the early 20th Century all three species—the common wombat, Northern Hairy-nosed Wombat, and Southern Hairy-nosed Wombat—were all under pressure.  Wombats were classified as vermin in 1906, and a bounty was placed on them in 1925.  The results were entirely predictable.

The Northern Hairy-nosed Wombat is extremely endangered.  Only 138 were known to survive as of 2007 and their range confined to the Epping Forest National Park in Queensland where they are protected behind a predator proof fence.  Tenuous efforts have been made to re-establish another colony at the Richard Underwood Nature Refuge at Yarran Downs.  The species has become a symbol of Australian efforts to preserve endangered species.

But their Southern cousins and the now far-from Common Wombat are also under extreme pressure.  All species have been declared protected in all states but Victoria where the Department of Environment and Primary Industries still classifies them as a pest and allows both hunting and in some cases, poisoning.

Attempts by conservationists to manage a recoveryof the population are hindered by the low fertility and reproductive rates of wombats.  Adult females produce only one offspring each breeding season after a gestation of 20-21 days.  They carry the joey in their well-developed pouches for seven months.  Alone among marsupials, the wombat pouch opens toward the animal’s rear.  This prevents the joey from being smothered by dirt as the mother expands her burrow during which her powerful front legs and claws toss dirt behind her.  The babies emerge as furry miniature adults.  They are weanedat 15 months and on their own and sexually active at a year and a half.

One of several wombat stamps issued by the Australian Post over recent decades.

The threatened and endangered status of wombats has evoked some degree of public sympathy and affection for the previously scorned critter.  They are sometimes used as a symbol for conservation efforts and have even appeared on Australian postage in recent years, something that their more glamorous cousins—Kangaroos, Koalas, Tasmanian Devils, and Platypuses achieved decades earlier.

Wombat prestige has also been boosted as they funny looking animals have become staples of Australian kiddy picture books, children’s literature, and children’s television.  One popular animated series features a wombat family.

This long running Aussie  children's program features a wombat puppet who has been paired with y several hosts and celebrity guests over the years.

Still the creatures lag behind those other iconic Aussie animals in public acceptance.  No Australian professional or college sports team has adopted the wombat as their mascot.

Perhaps that is why fans of the animal launched Wombat Day in 2005.  It seeks to honor the animal, but has more than a touch of tongue-in-cheek humor about it.  The only customs I could find associated with the celebration are viewing parties at zoos and animal preserves and bakingand consuming homemade chocolate cakes or brownies made in the shape of a wombat.  Which leads me to suspect that the chocolate industry may be behind much of the annual promotion of the holiday.  Oh, they also consume a confection called Wine Gums.  Beats the hell out of me what they are.

A wombat Day cake.  Makes your mouth water, right?

October 22 was supposedly chosen because it is smack dab in the middleof the Southern Hemisphere spring planting season and there are said to be certain vague traditions linking wombats with fertility.  These claims are open to question.

Anyway, there you have it.  A new reason to celebrate.  And coming in the midst of the semi-lockdown of the Coronavirus pandemic leaves us all a bonkers this writer needs a cause to celebrate something.  Pass the Wombat Cake. 

From the Murfin Verse Vault—Accidental Idaho

21 October 2020 at 10:18

A view from Lolo pass in a smoke haze.

Note—From eight years ago on this date.

Yesterday morning my old Shimerfriend Teri Loeb casually wrote in a Facebook status entry,On my way home from Idaho. Didn’t realize that it was a real place. LOL” More than a little groggy from an overnight shift, I posted a reply.

Later, I looked at it and realized it was a poem in hiding.  Here it is, all dressed up in line breaks and poetic form without an altered word.

Accidental Idaho

Some of it is imaginary.

Break the crest of the Lolo trail

on one of the few summer days

when it is clear of snow

where Lewis and Clark labored heavily

over the Divide and look out over

the blue-green world by a wandering creek

and off in the distance you swear

you can see the smoke of a Nez Percé fire.

And in rustling wind you think you may dimly hear

the hoof beats of their Appaloosas

—Patrick Murfin

Flowers in Rifle Barrels—Marching to a Different Drummer at the Pentagon

20 October 2020 at 11:46

The most enduring image of the Pentagon march--young people putting flowers in the barrels of Army M-15 rifles. 


Note—
This is related to the last post about the Trial of the Chicago 7 and the 1968 Democratic Convention protests.  This was kind of a preview featuring many of the same people.

There were other big marches in Washington in opposition to the Vietnam War.  Starting in 1965 they had practically become semi-annual events.  There would be more—and larger—ones later.  But the March to Confront the War Makers on October 21, 1967 was different.  It signaled a new phase in the anti-war movement that incorporated the rising youth counter   culture on a large scale for the first time and willingness for more aggressive confrontation of authority.  It also introduced onto a national stage some figures who would become household names within a year.

The march was organized, as were previous ones, by the National Mobilization Committee to End the War in Vietnam—universally referred to simply as the Mobe—a shaky coalition of more than 150 organizations including traditional pacifists, Ban the Bomb groups, liberals, the Old Left, the New Left, Viet Cong sympathizers, a sliver of the Civil Rights Movement, student groupslike the Students for a Democratic Society (SDS), and anti-war veteran groups.  It was united only in opposition to the war.

A Mobe flyer promoting the march had a distinctly traditional, Old Left look.  With the infusion of the youth culture into the previously mostly middle class anti-war movement, such calls would soon look far different.

The organization was so shaky that after the tumultuous events of this demonstration it fell apart.  It was re-assembled, minus its less militant componentsas the New Mobe the following year in time to organize protests at the Democratic National Convention.

The Mobe was led by veteran radical pacifist Dave Dellinger, the fifty-something editor of Liberation magazine.  In order to reach out to more young people—earlier marches, in retrospect seem like the sedate affairs of the middle class—Dellinger recruited California activist Jerry Rubin to be project coordinator for the march.  It was Rubin’s idea to add a March on the Pentagon after the main rally on the National Mall broke up.

 

Three central figures of the Chicago Democratic Convention protests of 1968, Abbie Hoffman, Dave Dellinger, and Jerry Rubin, first came together for the Marches on Washington Washington and the Pentagon.  

The rally and March were just part of a series of actions in and around Washington.  A day earlier a march of hundreds on the Justice Department organized by the American Friends Service Committee (AFSC) and other anti-draft groups presented more than 1,000 returnedDraft Cards to a reluctant Assistant Attorney General.  Other small demonstrations and picketing were organized by various component groups in the Mobe around Washington.

Among those who came to Washington, many in rented school buses, was a car load organized by Chicago Seed editor Abe Peck

A highlight of the Rally on the Mall was to be the arrival of the Peace Torch, lit in Hiroshima on August 6.  It was carried across country from San Franciscoin a highly publicized relayreminiscent of the journeys of the Olympic Torch.

Although several Blacks spoke from the podium of the Mall Rally—mostly long time members of Old Left parties—most African Americans boycotted the main demonstration where President Lyndon B. Johnson was sure to come under attack.  Many were grateful for his steadfast support of major Civil Rights legislation.  A separate rally was held at Howard University where opposition to the war was largely separated from opposition to the President.  The most important Black leader to come out strongly against the war, Rev. Martin Luther King, was absent from both events.  

The huge rally was typical of others of its type—a parade of speakers representing the component organizations interspersed with brief entertainment.  Dellinger hinted at a shift in anti-war strategy by saying that it was time to “to go from protest to resistance.”  Norman Mailer, then the most celebrated novelist in America, famously spoke.  His role in the Rally and later events was celebrated in his book Armies of the Night, winner of the Pulitzer Prize

 

Noam Chomsky, Norman Mailer, poet Robert Lowell, Old Left leader Sydney Lens, Dagmar Wilson, and Dr. Benjamin Spock link arms with other luminaries and speakers as they set off from the main rally on the National Mall to head to the Pentagon. 

The main speaker was Dr. Benjamin Spock, whose baby care book was the Bible by which most of the young members of the crowd had been raised.  Spock had supported Johnson in 1964 and felt betrayed by his escalation of the war.  The kindly Spock was one of the last nods at getting the parents of Baby Boomers on board the anti-war movement.  But the days when he and organizations like Another Mother for Peace could be the face of the movement were ending.

When the main Rally broke up, a large portion of the crowd began the two and a half mile march to the Pentagon.  By some estimates as many at 50,000 began the long walk, which took them across the Memorial Bridge over the Potomac and up a long service road to the Defense Department headquarters.  Many did not finish the trip.  The line strung out so that it took well over an hour for everyone to get into the site.

When marchers got there they were confrontedwith a building encircled by 2,500 Federal troops and 200 U.S. Marshals.  A rope line was set up in advance of the security forces and authorities announced that anyone crossing the line would be arrested.

Marchers also encountered a smaller groupalready at the Pentagon.  Organized by Rubin and Abbie Hoffman, festoonedin an American flag shirt and Uncle Sam hat, the newly formed Youth International Party—the Yippies, an organization that hardly existed except in flyers circulated on college campuses and in big city youth culture enclaves, were there to supposedly levitate the Pentagon.

Many of those first on the scene peacefully approached the defense line.  Images of young people putting flowers in the barrels of Army M-15s became iconic.  But soon more militant demonstrators were challenging the line.  Arrests began.  Small groups managed to get partially up the steps of the building.  Others found an unguarded access ramp and charged in.  They were met with rifle butts and particularly by the aggressive batons of Federal Marshals who busted several heads. Tear gas was used on the crowd and there was some chaos and panic.


White helmeted U.S. Marshals with heavy batons were particularly aggressive against demonstrators and inflicted several cracked skulls.

But the majority of the demonstrators continued to stand by.  Many sang America the Beautiful and other patriotic and anti-war songs as the battle raged.  By 7 pm things had settled down.  Authorizes announced that the permit for the demonstration had expired.  Most of the remaining demonstrators drifted away, but about 7,000 chose to stay.  No move was made to dislodge them, but as overnight temperatures dropped, many more left.

At dawn a few hundred left to march to the White House to “wake up LBJ.”  There were more arrests there, including those charged with picking flowers in Lafayette Park.  A few hundred others stayed behind to keep a vigil at the Pentagon.  At midnight the remaining 200 were rousted or arrested.

In all 681, including Hoffman and Mailer, were arrested over the two days.  Many demonstrators were bloodied or overcome by tear gas.  Over 100 demonstrators were documented to have been treated for injuries.  Many more were undoubtedly hurt.  In addition some soldiers, marshals, and police sustained minor injuries, mostly from objects thrown at them during the confrontation at the Pentagon or scuffles during arrests.

The events in Washington that weekend set the stage for even more tumultuous and confrontational protests around the country in the next few years.

Chicago Seed editor Abe Peck with Abbie Hoffman.

In Chicago the Seed offices became the unofficial headquarters for the Yippie’s next big project, the counter cultural Festival of Life during the 1968 Democratic Convention.  But Abe Peck had a warning for flower-power hippies who expected bands and dope shrouded festivities in the park—“If you come, be sure to wear some armor in your hair.”

Aaron Sorkin Remembers the Trial of the Chicago Seven—So Does the Old Man

18 October 2020 at 13:20



 
Sasha Baron Cohen as Abbie Hoffman and Jeremy Strong as Jerry Rubin enter the federal courthouse in The Trial of the Chicago.  The film set showed a neo-classic building instead of the modern steel and Glass Dirksen Federal Building.


Last night we watched Aaron Sorkin’swidely anticipated The Trial of the Chicago 7 on Netflicks.  Sorkin, of course, is the writer/directorwho specializes in taught, smart, and sometimes funny political drama like the acclaimed TV series The West Wing and The Newsroom as well as the movie script based on his own play A Few Good Men and other film projects including An American President, Charlie Wilson’s War, The Social Network, Steve Jobs, and Molly’s Game.  No American writer was a better choice to chronicle a courtroom drama like no other set against the tumultuous crescendoof 1960’s anti-war movement, the youth counter culture, Black militancy, and Nixonian paranoid repressive backlash.

The film captured the moment brilliantly with crackling dialogue, striking character portraits, and brilliant acting.  Many of the courtroom scenes drew heavily from the actual trial transcripts.  But Sorkin would be the first to acknowledge for the movie certain dramatic liberties were taken, time lines compressed or jumbled, and fly-on-the-wall scenes of private interactions between the defendants and their lawyers invented.  I understand that, although it has proved troubling for some of those involved.

The real Chicago 7 and their lawyers.  Left to right attorney Leonard Weineglass, Rennie Davis, Abbie Hoffman, Lee Weiner, Dave Dellinger, John Froines, Jerry Rubin, Tom Hayden, and lead lawyer William Kunstler.  Not shown is original Chicago 8 defendant Black Panther Chair Bobbie Seale.

The most minor quibbles are over the appearance of the characters.  Sasha Baron Cohen may have been born to play Abbie Hoffman but he is so tall that he looms over everyone else.  On the other hand six foot tall defense lawyer William Kunstler was portrayed by the diminutive Mark Rylance.  John Carroll Lynch’s Dave Dellinger was balder and heavier than the oldest of the defendants. But those trivialities were quickly forgotten given the fine performances.  Particular note should be taken of Eddie Redmayne as Abbie Hoffman’s foil, the serious and conflicted Tom Hayden and Yahya Abdul-Mateen II as the tautly wound Black Panther Chairman Bobby Seale.

I the courtroom scenes the historical nits to pick are more substantial.  Bobby Seale was gagged and bound to his chair on October 29 by order of Judge Julius Hoffman and appeared daily in court that way for several days before his case was severed from the others.   Illinois Black Panther Chairman Fred Hampton was murdered by the police on December 4 after Seale was gone.  Life-long pacifist Dave Dellinger did not punch a bailiff.  And however satisfying as a film climax, Tom Hayden did not try to read the names of more than 50,000 Vietnam War dead in his pre-sentencing statement.

Other issues arose from the flash backs to actual events during the 1968 Democratic National Convention protests.  Glaringly the events in Lincoln Park on the first nights were completely omitted despite the fact that police charges there were probably the most violent of the whole convention week perhaps because almost no film footage and damned few new photos exist.  The request for permits to sleep in the park was for Lincoln Park, not Grant Park as depicted.  The critical events of Wednesday were telescoped and skewed.  I know.  I was there.

The Band Shell rally was held in the early afternoon, not at night as shown in the film.  Hayden did not lead demonstrators almost immediately to the confrontation by the Conrad Hilton on Michigan Avenue.  Hayden, Rennie Davis, and Abbie Hoffman were not pushed through the window of the Haymarket bar.  I know because I witnessed people going through the plate glass windows from directly across the street on Balbo.  And I knew that Hayden was not there because I had unexpectedly shared a taxi with him shortly before.

The following excerpts from my memoir series Chicago Summer of ’68 is how I remember that afternoon and evening.

Everyone knew that Wednesday of Convention Week was going to be the Big Day.  That’s when the Democrats down at the International Amphitheater were supposed to select their Presidential candidate.  The press and cameras of the nation were on hand for the event.

For the first time I had a running buddy when I left the church Movement Center that morning.  My friend Amy Kesselman came with.  Amy stood a good 5 foot nothing.  She had short black hair, deep brown eyes, and a little mole on her upper lip.  Cute as a bug’s ear.  Hey, I was 19 and noticed such things.  But I would never dream of putting a move on her. She was so intensely serious, in her 20’s and a dedicated SDSer of the community organizing stripe.  Out of my league, for sure…

We took the train down town.  It was a very pleasant day, the warmest of the week, but still cool enough for me to wear my denim jacket.  Tuesday the city was under a high haze or light clouds, but that day there was a glorious clear blue sky.  Most of the seating in front of the Band Shell in Grant Park was taken when we got there.  Speechifying had already begun.  The park swarmed with cops in their baby blue helmets, but they seemed to be keeping their distance.

We found a spot just to the right of the seats but within ten feet or so of the stage.  We had a very good vantage point for the program.  Phil Ochs was there to sing again, but this program was more about the speeches.  Boy was there a parade of them.  All of the by now usual suspects—Dellinger, Gregory, Ginsberg, Rubin, and Hayden made appearances…

While we were listening to speeches in the Park, so were delegates in the Convention Hall who were debating a “Peace Plank” to the Platform proposed by Eugene McCarthy’s forces.  Word got to the rally that it had been soundly defeated.  As the crowd booed and jeered someone started to haul down the flag from a pole on the left of the stage, just across the crowd from us.  I couldn’t get a good view, but evidently a gaggle of cops surged forward to arrest him starting a small melee around the flag.  After he was dragged off others succeed in bringing the flag down and hoisting a shirt smeared with real or fake blood.  It later turned out one of the hoisters was an undercover cop.

Realizing that this would bring a full scale assault the word went out for Mobe marshals to deploy around the crowd.  I never heard the call, which undoubtedly saved my ass.  Most of those in the seats still watching the stage were unaware as the cops closed in from three sides, swinging their clubs.  The line of marshals was pinned against the seats, many beaten senseless, including Rennie Davis.

Chicago Police charge the crowd at the Grant Park bandshell on Wednesday afternoon.

The crowd stampeded many falling and stumbling amid the seats.  The cops beat them unmercifully where they fell.  Amy and I had room to maneuver and stayed out of harm’s way.  We could see a few objects being thrown back into the police lines, but the battle was one sided.

If you ever say the movie Medium Cool, you may remember a blurred shot of the red-headed leading lady streaking across the screen in terror.  Haskell Wexler was filming with his cast on the scene and they were caught up in the attack.

After a few heart pounding minutes, the police retreated dragging their prisoners with them.  People began to attend the wounded.  I dabbed blood from a few broken heads from the collection of my father’s old handkerchiefs that I carried in the old ammo pouch on my utility belt.

From the stage Dellinger and Hayden tried to regain control of the crowd.  Except that they couldn’t agree on what we should do.  Dellinger wanted to go ahead with the announced big march from the rally to the Amphitheater.  Hayden, recalling the tactics of Lincoln Park wanted people to break up into small groups to try and infiltrate the city then join up on Michigan Ave. for a march.

Like most of the crowd, I decided to stay with the March.  I figured there was safety in numbers.  The far more adventuresome Amy, I believe, opted to go with the small groups.  Anyway, we got separated.

We lined up on a sidewalk alongside the Band Shell, but headed north, probably to get to the nearest bridge over the Illinois Central tracks.  But we were unable to move.  The police blocked the march for lack of a permit.  Dellinger and others tried to negotiate a deal to let us pass.  We stood in that long line for at least an hour.

After while a small knot of cops, a couple of brass in uniform and hulking Red Squad cops in mufti came down the line.  They had a young guy with them—either a stool pigeon or an undercover agent.  He was picking out people in the line and identifying them as one of the Red Squad goons scribbled furiously.  When they got to me one of says, “Oh we know who this guy is.” I didn’t recognize the guy from either of my two earlier personal encounters with Chicago’s finest. Now I admit with my cowboy hat I stood out, but I was astonished that any one as insignificant as me would be even be noticed.  Later I figured that because of the SDS folks, our Movement Center was probably under much more intense surveillance than other places.

After it became apparent that the March was going nowhere, the crowd began to break up to try and find a way out of the park.  This was not easy as most paths were quickly blocked.  A large group of us headed into the park in search of a route.  We were hemmed in at a distance on either side by cops. 

We came on a set of tennis courts each surrounded by 10 foot high chain link fences.  But there were narrow open doorways and on the far side an opening to what looked like an open road to the north.  Those in the lead plunged into the courts. I dutifully followed, but was sure that once a two or three hundred of us were inside the cops would shut the gates and we would be trapped.  I will never know why we weren’t, but it was an immense relief to get out of those cages.

We were finally headed north on Columbus Drive.  We tried to get across the tracks at Congress.  But the first Illinois National Guard troops we had yet seen were blocking the way.  The same was true at Jackson.  A suburban mom type in a respectable sedan drove passed us up to the road block.  Where she came from or how she got there I don’t know, but she didn’t seem to be a demonstrator.  She had picked up an injured kid who was in the back seat.  She argued with a Guardsman that she just wanted to get the kid to a hospital.  The trooper was having none of it.  She tried to inch forward, which is when another Guardsman punctured her front tire with a bayonet.

We kept moving north through the park until we found a bridge unattended at Jackson.  Somehow I was near the head of the column, which probably happened when we reversed directions.  When we finally found an open bridge over the rail tracks at Jackson we could see something moving south on Michigan Avenue.  To our astonishment the Poor People’s Campaign Mule Train was coming down Michigan Avenue heading south.

The crowd swelled around the Poor People's Campaign wagons heading south on Michigan Ave. late Wednesday afternoon.  Ralph Abernathy and the SCLC folks did not seem all that delighted with our company as they inched up the Avenue  from Jackson to the police blockade at Balbo.

If things had worked out differently in Memphis that April, Dr. King himself might have been in the lead wagon.  The Poor People’s Campaign was his dream to unite the poor of all races into a new movement for economic justice.  But he was dead and Ralph Abernathy was left to carry on.  He was on the seat of the lead wagon dressed in overalls.  The mule train was meant to recall the promise of 20 acres and a mule free and clear to Freedmen after the Civil War.  Their presence in Chicago was really just to publicize a planned encampment in Washington to pressure Congress for a whole new economic deal for the poor.

Most importantly, the Poor People’s Campaign had secured what almost no one else had—a permit to drive their wagons right up to the doorstep of the International Amphitheater.

We surged over the bridge and joined the procession.  Others were already with them.  More joined as we inched south filtering in from the Park or coming from elsewhere in the city. 

To tell the truth Abernathy and his people did not look exactly thrilled to find their wagons suddenly engulfed by disheveled youth, many of us still reeking of tear gas or nursing wounds.  They had good reason to believe that their permit would not be honored if we were with them.  And these folks who had themselves endured so much police violence in the South, worried that we would draw the same response down upon them again.

It is only a few blocks south from Jackson to Balbo.  But at the methodical, plodding pace of the mule drawn wagons and as we clogged the street with swelling numbers it seemed like an hour, or so to reach it as the Chicago Police scrambled to get a large force in front of us and redeploy the forces from Grant Park and other sites in the city.

When we finally reached Balbo, the cops had enough massed force to block the march further south.  The marchers pushed up tightly, filling Michigan Avenue and spilling into the edge of Grant Park.  It looked, as best as I could tell in the press and confusion, that the crowd stretched back a block or more, but there were probably no more than a couple of thousand folks.  It was a standoff.

As the crowd went into a chant after chant, Abernathy and his people negotiated with the police.  Eventually, they were allowed to pass, but the cordon of cops quickly closed and blocked the rest of us.

I was getting uncomfortable in the crowd. I noticed that the sidewalk was clear right around the corner on Balbo across from the Conrad Hilton.  I stepped over there to get my bearings.

The light was fading to dusk when I heard my friend Amy Kesselman’s voice.  She had found me again after we had been separated earlier at the Band Shell.  At six foot two and wearing the only cowboy hat around, it was a lot easier for her to find me.  I would never have picked all five foot nothing of her out the crowd.

We tried to decide what to do.  Amy wanted to try and find other staffers from the Movement Center.  She thought that they were well back on Michigan.  Since there was no way to push through the crowd on Michigan, we decided to head north on Wabash then cut back to the Avenue.

There were some cops forming on Wabash, so we went on to State.  It was amazing.  Life seemed to be going on as normal.  The sidewalks bustled with ordinary folk going about their evening as if nothing at all extraordinary was occurring two blocks over.  We cut back to Michigan and sure enough found ourselves to the rear of the crowd.  But a glance made it clear that it would be unlikely that we would connect with the others.  Now Amy wanted to go back where we started because she was sure things were going to get interesting.

She spotted a cab coming down Michigan behind the crowd.  She grabbed my hand and said “come on!”  We hopped in the cab.  Amy asked to go to State and Balbo.  The driver looked disgusted, whether at the short fare or our appearance.  But just as he was getting ready to pull away from the curb, the door of the cab flew open and two guys tumbled in, both looking the worse for wear.

One of them was Tom Hayden.  He was babbling a non-stop monologue that didn’t seem to make much sense.  “He thinks he’s Thomas Jefferson,” the other guy explained.  I’m not sure if he had gotten bopped in the head at the Band Shell like Rennie Davis or if maybe Abbie Hoffman had shared some dope with him.  Anyway, the second guy said, “We gotta get him to safety.”  He mentioned the name of a hotel.

After delivering Hayden and his pal to safety, we took the cab back to Balbo.  Amy must have paid, because by this time in the week I was down to pocket change.

It was full dark by the time we got back to where we started, on the Balbo sidewalk directly across from the entrance to the Hilton’s Haymarket restaurant.  Bright TV lights shined down from the upper floors of the Hilton, the official convention headquarters hotel were the media and many delegates were encamped.  We could barely make out a line of blue helmets across Michigan.  Protestors surged against them from time to time.

Suddenly, a large phalanx of cops appeared from Wabash and massed on Balbo.  They had their batons out and looked like they meant business.  They marched in military formation right down the street sweeping passed us on the sidewalk and plowed into the mass of demonstrators, clubs flaying.  The cops along Michigan joined the fray.  I am told that another unit hit the crowd on Michigan from the rear.

Chicago's Finest slam into the crowd of demonstrators at Michigan and Balbo.

If you were alive and sentiment in the ‘60’s you probably remember the scene, which was broadcast live on network television shooting the action from Hilton windows.  The police violence that had largely been hidden from public view all week was there for the nation to see in all of its savagery.

It was like we were invisible on our side of the street, still in the shadows not illuminated by those lights.  Folks right across from us in front of the Haymarket were not so lucky.  Several of them looked to delegates, staffers, and other associated with the convention, not protestors.  But a handful of cops waded into them with gusto.  They pushed some through the plate glass windows of the restaurant.

Batons were still flaying as demonstrators began waving and pointing at the TV lights chanting over and over “The whole world is watching! The whole world is watching!”

As the beatings continued those in the relative safety of Grant Park began pointing at the bright lights of the TV cameras aimed from the upper floors of the Conrad Hilton and took up the chant, "The Whole World is Watching, The Whole World is Watching!"

As the beatings continued those in the relative safety of Grant Park began pointing at the bright lights of the TV cameras aimed from the upper floors of the Conrad Hilton and took up the chant, "The Whole World is Watching, The Whole World is Watching!"

Some of the wounded began to straggle up our side of the street hugging the building for safety.  We guided a couple of them back up the street toward Wabash where I set up a kind of rough aid station using the first aid kit on my utility belt and more of my dad’s handkerchiefs.  Amy ferried more to me as I dabbed blood and washed tear gas from eyes until my canteen was dry.  I was soon out of what meager supplies I had.

Amy and I and our patients were still in danger.  Squads of cops were now breaking off chasing demonstrators.  We told our charges to scatter as they were able.  We helped some get to State Street.  We clamored down the stairs to the subway and headed north.

We evidently were just ahead of adrenalin pumped squads of cops who swept up Wabash and State beating any one they could find, including folks emerging from theaters.

We got off at Diversey and stumbled into the church Movement Center exhausted. Amazingly it was not yet 11 o’clock.  We huddled around the radio trying to find out what was happening.

George Halas’s Decatur Team Played Professional Football’s First League Game

17 October 2020 at 11:17

The 1920 Decatur Staleys professional foot ball team with owner/coach/player George Hallas front row center.
 

Note:  The Chicago Bears officially celebrated their centennial last season base on their origins as a semi-pro team in Decatur.  Today marks the 100th anniversary of the Decatur Staley's first game in a new professional league. The launch of a pro league had been delayed by the world-wide Spanish Flue pandemic of 1918-19.  This year the league struggles to play during the Coronavirus pandemic which has shortened the season, kept fans from stadiums, and has hit some teams hard threatening the completion of the season.

Somewhat astonishingly the team has a 4 and 1 record going into this Sunday’s game against the Carolina Panthers despite an under-productive offense.  In their last game they eked out a narrow win over Tampa Bay and their new Quarter Back Tom Brady, late of the New England Patriots.  So today we look back at that 1920 game and the evolution of Da Bears.

On October 17, 1920 there was a football game at Rock Island, Illinois.  The Decatur Staleys, under the leadership of former professional baseball player George Halas, beat the home town Rock Island Independents by a score of 7-0.  The only thing that made the game memorable was that it was the first game played by teams of the new American Professional Football Association; a fledgling professional league renamed two years later as the National Football League (NFL.)

                        George Hallas of the Chicago Bears in 1922.

The Staleys, who started out as a semi-pro team in 1919 sponsored by the food starch producer A. E. Staley Company, had a pretty good season finishing with 10 wins, 1 loss, and 2 ties.  They finished second to the Akron Pros.

The new league was the brainchild of legendary athlete Jim Thorpe, player-coach of the Canton Bulldogs.  He had been promoting the idea among other independent pro and semi-pro teams since 1917, but World War I and then the Spanish Influenza pandemic prevented anything from happening.  Thorpe and Leo Lyons, owner of the barnstormingRochester Jeffersons got representatives from a number of teams to gather for a meeting in August 1920 in a Hupmobile Dealership in Canton, Ohio to launch the league.    Thorpe was elected President of the league in addition to his player/coach duties with Bulldogs. 

 Legendary Native American athlete Jim Thorpe of the Canton Bulldogs was a founder of the new profesional football league, its first president, and public face.

The teams competing that first year included Canton Bulldogs, Decatur Staleys, Chicago Cardinals, Akron Pros, Cleveland Indians, Dayton Triangles, Hammond Pros, Muncie Flyers, Rock Island Independents, Rochester Jeffersons, Buffalo All-Americans, Chicago Tigers, Columbus Panhandles, and Detroit Heralds.  Of these 16 teams only 11 managed to finish the season.

In 1921 Halas got permission to take his team to Chicago.  The Staley Company gave him $5000 to keep the name for at least the first year.  The team played Cubs Park (now Wrigley Field), finished with a 9-1-1 record, and won the League’s second Championship. 

College football hero Red Grange, immortalized in the purple prose of sportswriter Grantland Rice,  became the fledgling NFL's first superstar when he signed with the Beats.  Hallas changed the team colors to  blue and orange in honor of Granges's alma mater, the University of Illinois.

Freed from his contractual obligation Halas renamed the team the Chicago Bears in 1922 as a nod to his stadium hosts, the Chicago Cubs.  The league was still struggling in 1925 when Hallas signed the biggest star in college football, Red Grange, the Galloping Ghost of the University of Illinois.  In honor of his prize player, Halas changed the team colors to the orangeand blue of the Illini.  The move elevatedthe prestige of the pro league which played second fiddle to hugely popular inter-collegiate football in the sports press.

Today only two of the original franchises remain active, neither of them in their original location.  The Cardinals have moved twice, from Chicago to St. Louis and then to Arizona.  The Staleys became the Bears after only two seasons and moved to Chicago after one.  But the team is the only one still owned by the same family.  

Virginia Halas McCaskey, George’s daughter who was born in 1923, the year the team became the Bears, is the principle owner.  After her son Michael McCaskey retired as team president in 2009 he was replaced by Ted Philips and for the first time day-to-day management of the team is not in family hands.  Michael’s brother George, however, is still the Chairman of the Board.  Members of the Halas/McCaskey family own 80% of the company stock and show no signs of selling.

The Chicago Park District plunked this modern bowl with plenty of lucrative sky boxes with in the shell of its old neo-classical Soldier Field, a lake front stadium dating to the 1920s.

The team now plays in the renovated Soldier Field which famously resembles the crash site of a UFO thanks to a favorable lease from the Chicago Park District, fancy bond deals involving the City and State, and hundreds of millions of dollars’ worth of infrastructure workprovided by the City at no cost to the team at all.

Former coach Mike Ditka used to say that old George Halas “Threw nickels around like manhole covers.”  Halas would undoubtedly be proud of the scams on the public his heirs have pulled off.   

 


London’s No Good, Terrible, Very Bad Date

16 October 2020 at 11:00

The great tornado strikes London in in 1091.  That's William the Conqueror's castle, better known to us as the Tower of London in the upper left.  The sturdy building avoided a direct hit and still stands.
 

I don’t know how the people of London, England bear up under the sorrow of the anniversaries of two deadly disasters every October 17.  Yet they bravely soldier on.  Their slogan is “Keep Calm and Carry On [Sargent, Nurse, Etc.]”

For the first of these unfortunate occurrences we have to reach back all the way to October 17, 1091.  No that isn’t a typo.  On that date the first tornado ever recorded in the British Isles—and one of damn few since—stuck and destroyed the heart of London.  And it was a dilly, too.  Scientistsbelieve it would have a rating of a T-8 storm—described as severely devastating with rotating winds in the 210-240 mile per hour range.  That is right up there with a major Oklahoma hair raiser.

A small tornado struck London again on September 11, 2007 injuring 7, reviving interest in the earlier visit.

What is most surprising is how small London was at the time.  Not quite a back water, but long passed its glory days as Londinium, the Roman capital of Britannia.  Before the Romans high tailed it out, it had swarmed with an estimated 45-60,000 inhabitants in a city filled with “modern” Roman conveniences and architecture

But as Britain commenced its long slide into the Dark Ages after 140 CE (AD for you old timers and Christo-centrics out there.)  The island fell into squabbling petty kingdoms then had to contend with waves of invaders—the Angles, Saxons, and eventually the Danes.  London no longer served as a real capital.  Kings with the upper hand ruled usually from their home strongholds, surrounded by reliable knights and men-at-arms.  By the end of the First Millennium only 5,000-10,000 inhabitants remained and most scholars put the population on the low end of that scale. 

In 1043 the Danish/Norse King Cnut died and a Saxon, Edward the Confessor became King, more or less, with his base in the southeast around London.  Although he seldom lived there, he began to use the city once again as a ceremonial capital and to that end commissioned the construction of Westminster Abby—the biggest public works project since the Romans.  People began to filter back.  Edward died in 1066 and was laid to rest in the unfinished Cathedral and succeeded by the unfortunate Harold, who lost the kingdom to yet another invader, Norman William the Conqueror the same year at the Battle of Hastings.

William marched on London and the town surrendered in December of that year.  He built a castle there and continued work on the Abby, where he had been crowned.  When he wasn’t on the continent or in the field beating down some rebellion or invasion, he ruled from the city.  When William died in 1087, the population was on a modest upswing, with maybe 18,000 inhabitants.

William II, son of the Conqueror sat on the throne the year of the tornado but probably was not in London. 

But except for some Roman ruins, the Abby and William’s castle, most of the city was built of timber, wattle, and thatch.  More than 600 homes and the wooden London Bridge over the Thames were destroyed as were several churches when the tornado struck.   Among the devastated churches was the original building of St Mary-le-Bow, famous in a later incarnation as the home of the bells of which all true Cockney’s are born within earshot.  The power of the tornado was so strong that four of the church’s massive 26 foot long rafters were driven into the ground and buried with only 4 feet exposed.

Remarkably, only two deaths were recorded from the tornado, because the flimsy construction of most homes did not lead to death by crushingwhen they were destroyed.  Likely, however, there were many unrecorded deaths in the confusion of the aftermath.  Commoners crowded into hovels were not all documented, and many church records were lost.  The lowliest may not have even been deemed worthy of note. 

The city, of course, rebounded, with more substantial buildings replacing those destroyed.  Population continued to grow steadily despite numerous “great fires.” Long bouts with the Black Death in 1337 and again in 1665 did actually threaten to depopulate the city again.

There are many pictures of London in the first decades of the 19th Century like this  section of an 1815 panorama, but almost none of them picture the medieval wooden slums and hovels that were destroyed the year before.

But by 1814, London was not only the largest city in Europe and probably in the world, it was the cocky capital of a robust and expanding worldwide Empire.  Yet once again tragedy struck on the fateful date of October 17 only 723 years after the tornado.

In the Parish of St. Giles—in the heart of the district ravaged by the storm—a 135,000 imperial Gallon vat of beer at the Meux and Company Brewery on Tottenham Court Road suddenly rupturedsending out a torrent that knocked over additional vats.  323,000 imperial gallons surged out of the buildings and into the streets in a wall of beer

An imaginative rendering of the London Beer Flood of 1814.

The brewery was located in a poor area—some of the homes may actually have dated back to the reconstructionfollowing the tornado.  Families in rags crowded into rooms and into cellars.  Many of those cellars flooded, drowningseveral victims.   Official records note 6 deaths by drowning and 16 year old Eleanor Cooper, a serving wench at the Tavistock Arms Pub who died when the wall of beer collapsed the walls of the place upon her.  Scores were injured.

Officials prosecuted the brewer, but the accident was ruled an Act of God.  Since taxes had already been paid on the lost beer, they petitioned Parliament for relief and the return of the paid duties.  No known payments were made to any of the victims or their families.

The brewery was finally razed in 1922 and today the Dominion Theatre occupies a part of the site.

On October 17 only they will draw a commemorative porter from this tap station at the Holborn Whippet Pub in London.

Amazingly, there are no public commemorations of either tragedy are scheduled—except at the Holborn Whippet, a pub near the site which began serving a specially brewedporter to be served only on October 17.  As far as I know there will still be a commemoration there despite the Coronaviruswhich London’s current long drawn out calamity. If you can make it there today, you can at least raise a glass to the lost victims of London’s disasters. 



The Long Pursuit of Apache Chief Victorio Ends in Mexico

15 October 2020 at 11:21

The Apache war chief known as Victorio went by many names.  The one we remember him by was given to him by his most hated enemies--the Mexicans.  He probably never used it for himself.
 

The Apache leader Victorio may not be as well-known as his contemporaries Cochise and Geronimo, largely because when he was conducting his most famous campaigns against the U.S. and Mexican Armies in sparsely populated and inhospitable regions on both sides of the border the attention of the nationwas riveted on the larger wars with the Sioux, Cheyenne, and other tribes on the northern plains.  But he was a wily and dangerous warrior who ran circles around the troops that pursued him for years.  Until fate caught up with him.

Victorio’s origins are murky, and what we know or think we know is based on sometimes conflicting oral accounts from various Apache bands.  His tribal name was Bidu-ya or Beduiat.  Victorio was a name given him by his hated Mexican enemies.  Most sources say he was born around 1825 in the rugged mountains of what was then the Mexican state of Nuevo Mexico.  Other sources claim he was born as early as 1809.

Victorio's fierce sister, a warrior in her own right.  He called her "The Shield of the People."  She died of Tuberculosis as a prisoner.

Even his tribal affiliations, which shifted with kinship relations and various bands merging and diverging over time, are confused.  He was most likely born a member of the Chihennesometimes called the Mimbreñodivision of the central Apaches, which had kinship relations with the Navahowho gave him yet another name which translates as Man Who Checks His Horses.  He had a sister or half-sisternamed Lozen or Dexterous Horse Thief who was born about 1840 and became a female warrior, seer and sorceress, and advisor to Vittorio who called her the “shield of the people.”

Some sources identified him as a Chiricahua, a division of the Apaches with which he was often allied and sometimes rode with.  This is probably due to ignorance of the complex clan, band, and tribal relations among the Apache.

By the early 1850’s Victorio was known to be traveling and fighting with the great Apache chief Mangus Coloradas in his wars against the old pueblos and new American settlements of what was by then American New Mexico TerritoryKit Carson was one of the New Mexico militia leaders who did battle with the hostile Apache.  Among the other younger leaders in this war were Geronimo, Cochise, and Nana.  Victorio was one of Mangus Coloradas’s favorites and, apparently his son in law.

Victorio firs appeared to history as one of Mangas Coloradas's war band leaders along with Cochise and Geronimo.  He may have been married to a daughter or even an adopted son. 

What Victorio’s exact role was during this time is also unclear.  The U.S. Army identified him as a chief in 1853 and Victorio put his mark on at least one official document with that designation.  But the army was unclear on the differences between war band leaders and tribal chiefs with broader authority and responsibilities with the various bands and clans.  Victorio may or may not have been both at this time.

We do know that he became, probably by assignment from Mangus Coloradas, the leader of a large war band of mixed Chihenne and Mescaleros whose civil chiefwas his brother-in-law known as Caballero.

After Mangus Coloradas was captured under a flag of truce at an 1863 parlay with the Army and subsequently murdered, Victorio became acknowledged leader of the Chihenne and acted as a sub-chief to Cochise in a long guerrilla war that lasted until 1872, when Cochise surrendered and agreed to let his people be put on reservations.

Victorio followed his leader’s example.  But over the next few years he and his band were put on least three different reservations, some more than once, despite his band’s request to live on traditional lands.  He found himself for the second time on the desolate San Carlos Reservation in Arizona, a barren desert where summer temperatures were regularly above 110̊, where there was no game, and farming was impossible.  His people were starving.  In 1879 he led his people off the reservation and headed back to his traditional territory. 

Victorio was relentlessly pursued by the 9th Cavalry, a Buffalo Soldier regiment seen here at Ft. Davis in Arizona in 1875 on dress parade with seldom worn helmets.

He and his band were now official renegades. Victorio’s War was on.  He and his 170 followers, later modestly reinforced by volunteers from other bands fed up with reservation life, were pursued by the Buffalo Soldiers of the 9th and 10th Cavalry across broad swaths of the border lands from New Mexico to west Texas.  Victorio raided isolated ranches, attacked wagon and baggage trains and skirmished with the Army while trying to avoid big engagements.  As the war went on Victorio’s fury grew and he took to torturing and mutilating prisoners creating a fearsome reputation and spreading panic

On September 16 at Las Animas Canyon in the Black Range Mountains of two companies of the 9th were ambushed and trapped by Victorio's warriors. They were rescued by the arrival of two additional companies and after a day of fighting, the soldiers broke off the engagement. Five soldiers, three scouts and thirty-two horses lay dead.

Victorio would slip across the Rio Grande to elude troops and raid his traditional enemies, the Mexicans.  His band ambushed and killed 15 vaqueros looking for cattle thieves and a second party of equal size sent to look for the first near the village of Carrizal, Chihuahua.  The Mexican Army joined in the pursuit and chased Victorio back to the river.  In the beginning of rare cooperation, the Mexicans telegraphed American headquarters that they were chasing Victorio and he was expected to cross the border into Texas.

From January to May 1880 troopers from the 9th engaged in numerous skirmishes with members of Victorio’s band.  Many engagements were no more than a quick exchange of gunfirebetween scouts and hit-and-run ambushes.  But sometimes Victorio would pin down an isolated patrol and a fight could last hours or days until the troopers were rescued.

In April, 1880, Victorio was credited with leading the Alma Massacre, a raid on settler homesteads around Alma, New Mexico. The warriors were finally driven off with the arrival of American soldiers from Fort Bayard.  Victorio continued his campaign with a rare attack on Fort Tularosa. In May the Texas based 10th Cavalry assumed the main task of battling Victorio.  Colonel Grierson devised a new strategy—instead of fruitlessly chasing the hostiles, he positioned troops at mountain passes and river fords likely to be used by Victorio in hopes of ambushing him.

On September 6 the trap almost worked at Rattlesnake Springs, Texas where troopers hid and surrounded a fresh water spring desperately needed by Victorio’s parched band.  Although he detected a trap, Victorio was so desperate for water that he made several attempts to reach the springs and also attacked an Army baggage train on the way to supply the troops.  Each time he was beaten back and finally had to give up the effort, retreating without water and the troops in pursuit.

Three days later troopers stumbled on Victorio’s main camp. After a skirmish with guards, the troopers captured 25 head of cattle and other supplies.  On September 11 two companies made contact with Victorio’s main band and went in hard pursuit.  But the Apaches were able to get across the Rio Grande before they could be captured.

At the rare invitation of the Mexican government, 10 companies of the 10th were allowed to enter Mexicoand were stationed along the south bankof the River to keep Victorio from crossing back into Texas.  Scouts from the 10th and Mexican forces located him on October 4, but kept their distance, monitoring his movements.

On October 9, the Mexican government told the US Army that their presence wasno longer necessary.  The 10th re-crossed the Rio Grande under protest.  Colonel Grierson appealed to Army Commanding General Phil Sheridan in Washingtonfor permission to return over the objection of Mexico.  Sheridan refused.

Colonel Jaoqui Terraza, the Mexican officer who hunted down Victorio's band and effectively wiped them out at the Tres Castillos Massacre.

The Mexicans, knowing that the US Army orders were to “capture if possible”, wanted a free hand in eradicating their enemy.  On October 15, 1880 Colonel Jaoquin Terrazaand his troops surrounded Victorio’s camp and attacked. At the end of what became known as the Tres Castillos Massacre Victorio lay dead, with sixty warriors, and eighteen women and children. Sixty-eight women and children were taken prisoner.

Their husbands and fathers slaughtered, the women and children captured after the Tres Castillos massacre are held by the Mexicans before being turned over to the U.S. Army.  Most would die far away from home in Florida prisons.

As with so much else, exactly how Victorio died is in dispute.  Some claim an Indio scout shot him.  Others believe that the old warrior committed suicide rather than be killed by the Mexicans.

The survivors were rounded up, driven to the border, and dumped on the US Army.  They were exiled to distant reservations in Alabama, then in Floridawhere they were joined by Geronimo and his followers in 1888, and eventually to Oklahoma.

 


Murfin Verse Revisiting Old Outrage—My Two Cents

14 October 2020 at 11:11


 

Hard to believe.  Just four years ago.  I already knew that Donald Trump was a slime ball, medicine show con man, school yard bully, and unctuous egomaniac.  But even I was shocked when his off camera Access Hollywood audio tape of him bragging to Billy Bush that he moved on a married womanEntertainment Tonight host Nancy O’Dell—because when you are famous, you can do anything, “Grab ‘em by the pussy.”  The same tape was rife with bragging about ogling naked Miss Teen Universe contestants in their dressing room. You may remember.  It was a big deal at the time.  It seems almost quaint now.

Back then I had every confidence that the reptilian reality show host would easily be drubbed by Hillary Clinton in the upcoming election and that he would fade away amid scorn and ridicule.  How wrong I was.  Four years later as President of the United States he tops himself daily with new outrages which now threaten what is left of our democracy.  The litany of those is far too long to record here.  But you know what they are.

Lesson learned—don’t be too smug about what you might think is the Cheeto’s inevitable defeat this November.  It’s time to double down on effortsto turn out the vote everywhere and to target his enabling Republican toadies at every level as well. ‘Nuff said.

Back in 2016 just days after the audio tape made its big media splash I pounded out this verse which also exposes my own flawed masculinity.

No getting around the crap. 

 

My Two Cents

October 14, 2016

 

Ok, so I’m a stranger to locker rooms.

 

I was the furthest thing from a jock,

            a pasty flabby kid with glasses

            and a paperback perpetually

            stuffed in his back pocket.

 

In rancid and sweaty after-gym class

            dodging the snapped towels

            and hoots at my terror-shriveled wanger,

            I recall no chatting about grabbing pussy

            or sticking lounges down startled throats.

 

But hell, it was a long time ago,

            perhaps the memory is hazy

            or perhaps I lacked the passport

            to the elite spaces of strutting stars

            where such things maybe were lingua franca.

 

But I was an accredited correspondent

            to the sexual revolution

            even if a failed participant

            and remember free love and hippy chicks.

 

I did doctorial research in scurvy dives

            with the 7 am eye-opener drunks

            and the reek of stale beer, vomit, and Pall Malls

            and snickered along with some dirty jokes

            and ogled the unattainable babes on the

            beer calendars and TV shows

            flickering in the high corner above the cooler.

 

I have spent my hours with men

            on oily shop floors where machines

            whirred, roared, and clanked

            and you counted your fingers

            to make sure they were attached

            and we ate lunch off the roach coach

            brushing crumbs from our aprons

            and spun foolish yarns and lies.

 

I have languished in the Joint

            where a commissary Hustler

            was worth a carton of squares

            and drifted to sleep on lumpy cots

            to the moans of cons pulling their puds,

            my hand in unison with the rest.

 

I have been in the company of men

            where civilizing women were

            nowhere around to shame or constrain us.

 

I have heard and said fucked up things—

            but I never heard that sneering, swaggering

            unashamed boast of being a—

            let’s not pull punches—a predator

            or the bland assumption that any other man

            would be impressed and approving.

         I have never laid a hand or tongue on a woman

                        who was not willing to accepT

                        my fumbling advances—

                        hell, most of the time I was too shy

                        or too terrified to act when they practically

                        sent up flares of invitation.

            I may be a pig and a loser, Mr. Trump,

                        but I have never disgraced all swine

—Patrick Murfin

           

The Cowboy in the Enormous Hat—Tom Mix

13 October 2020 at 12:00

                                The greatest Western movie hero and idol--Tom Mix.
 

Tom Mix was big in every way.  Bigger than you can imagine.  A handsome, barrel chested man.  The biggest star.  The biggest hero to a generation or two of boys.  As big as the enormous hats he wore.  He even died in a big, flashy way speeding down an Arizona highway in a fancy open Cord 812 Phaeton on October 13, 1940 at just 60 years of age.

Thomas Hezekiah Mix was born January 6, 1880 in Mix Run, Pennsylvania where his family, as the place name infers, had deep roots.  It was a small, unincorporated village in the remote north central part of the state near what became the Elk State Forest.  His father was a stable master and the boy grew up around horses and was an unmatched rider by his early teens.

He also was enamoredof the small traveling circus shows that came through town.  He dreamed of running awayto join the circus and practiced actsin the barn—including using his sister as a target for knife throwing.  That got him a good whipping from his father.

Restless and eager for real adventure. Mix rushed to enlist in the Army for the Spanish American War under the name Thomas Edwin Mix—he was glad to lose Hezekiah—just the first of many reinventions.  He never saw action in that brief war, but did become a sergeant of artillery serving in the Philippines in 1900-’01 although he was never actually deployed against the Filipino insurrectionists.

Back stateside he met a young woman, Grace I. Allinand married her while on furlough in July 1902.  He never returned to duty and was officially listed as a deserter that November.  Desertion from the peacetime Army was not uncommon in those days and unless the AWOL soldier was nabbed close to base or picked up by police somewhere on other charges the military did not have the resources to pursue arrests.  Mix often referred to his Army service in later years, including allowing people to assume that he was in Cuba, perhaps even as a Rough Rider and some people in the Army must have been aware of his status as he rose to fame.  But no action was ever taken against him and the Army afforded him a veteran’s funeral with full honors.  The revelationof his status as a deserter came only when serious biographers began to research his purposefully murky early years.

Mix’s marriage didn’t last as long as his enlistment.  It was annulled in less than a year, probably because he had run off to Oklahoma to become a cowboy.  A master horseman already and marksmanwith both a rifle and a handgun as a result of a youth spent roaming the Pennsylvania woods and as soldier, he slid as effortlessly into his new identity as a Colt .44 into a well-oiled holster.  In no time at all he was a top hand with a growing reputation.  But he also was something of a showman from the beginning, splitting time between real ranch work and playing the cowboy for a young nation still enthralled with tales of the West.  In 1903 he turned up as drum major of the Oklahoma Cavalry Band, at the St. Louis World’s Fair.

The next year he was back in Oklahoma in the dual roles of bartender and Town Marshall of Dewey.  This short stint as a part time lawmanwould eventually loom much larger in the legend he created about himself.

Always the lady’s man, Mix married again 1905 to Kitty Jewel Perinne of whom little is known but whose name makes theimagination dance.  That marriage, too, fizzled in divorce after a year.  A certain pattern in domestic relationships was beginning toemerge.

The same year as his marriage Mix turned up in a troop of 50 cowboy riders led by the legendary marshal of Deadwood and Rough Rider Captain Seth Bullock in Theodore Roosevelt’s inaugural parade.  Many of the other riders were also former Rough Riders, leading many to conclude that Mix was as well—an assumption he never did anything to disclaim.

By 1906 Mix was working on the biggest and most famous of all Oklahoma ranches, the Miller Brothers’ 101 Ranch.  The sprawling ranch, which bred horses as well as raising cattle, employed hundreds of cowboys.  One of the wranglers was a roping wonder named Will Rogers. 

After the spring round-up hands on the ranch traditionally conducted their own cowboy contestsrodeos they would come to be called—displaying riding, roping, and shooting skills.  Up in Cheyenne, Wyoming they had already discovered that such cowboy games were great draws for tourists whose appetitefor cowboy adventure had been whettedby Buffalo Bill Cody and other wild west show troupes.   The 101 outfit had also been contracted to provide stock to those shows and to the rodeos springing up around the west.  Their own private competition was itself opened to the public and began to draw crowds.  The Miller Bros launched their own touring 101 Ranch Wild West Show in 1906. And Tom Mix was, from the beginning the star. 

Tom Mix, second from left, with members of the wild west show troupe he assembled for the 1909 Alaska-Youkon-Pacific Exposition in Seattle. He had plans to tour with the show but persistent rain in Seattle kept down receipts and his first independent circus failed.

He also competed in other rodeos and in another type of completion called cowboy games where riding and shooting events were combined.  He was named national champion in those in Prescott, Arizona in 1909, and Canyon City, Colorado in 1910.  In the meantime he had married yet again, this time to horsewoman Olive Stokes on January 10, 1909 in Medora, North Dakota.  Together they appeared in other shows including the Widerman Show in Amarillo, Texas, Seattle’s Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition, and Will A. Dickey’s Circle D Ranch.  His childhood dreams of becoming a circus star were folding into his life as a cowboy

Mix was back at the 101 Ranch in 1910 when the Selig Polyscope Company, an early motion picture studio, contracted with the Miller Bros to provide stock and performers for a series of one reel films. 

Westerns were already a hot commodity in the fledgling film industry.  The firstAmerican movie with a plot, the 12 minute long Great Train Robbery in 1903 set the stage for a flood of oaters. One of the leading actors in that film, Bronco Billy Anderson became the first movie star that the public knew byname and was by then producing, directing, and staring in popular westerns at Essenay Studios in Chicago.

Mix first appeared as part of the ensemble in a short Selig film, The Cowboy Millionaire in 1909.  The following year he was featured in a sort of documentary called Ranch Life in the Great Southwest which showed off his prodigious skills as a rider, roper, and rough and tumblecowpoke.  The movie was Selig’s biggest hit to date.

In no time Mix was not only being billed as the star, he was writing and even directing his own films, which introduced elements of comedy and romance to the action mix.  Subsequent films were not shot on the 101 ranch but at the Selig studios in the Edendale district of Los Angeles and later on western sets built at Las Vegas, New Mexico. 

                                Mix with Selig co-star and third wife Victoria Forde.

In a few short years Mix made over 100 mostly single reel shorts for Selig, and some two reelers late in the association as the single reel short fell out of favor for dramatic films.  Beautifulteenage actress Victoria Forde became his favorite leading lady and, inevitably, his lover.  After 10 years with Olivia, he divorced her and married Forde the following year.  Mix now had three ex-wivesand a daughter, Ruth, born in 1912, who he had to support as well as a current one—a monetary burden that both drained him and made him ambitious for fat paychecks.

As his marriage was crumbling so did Selig studios, which had few hits beyond Mix.  The company went bankrupt and William Fox bought the Edendale studios.  He also signed Mix and Forde to very generous contracts guaranteeing Mix control of his own films and a dedicated production unit.  That was in 1917.  Mix would stay with the studio until 1928 making both him and Fox wealthy beyond either’s dreams.  And in the process would redefine the film western in startling new ways.

Up until this time whatever wild plot and adventures, western films tried with greater or lesser success, for realism in costume, accouterments, and settings.  Not surprisingly.  A lot of their audience could clearly recall the “Old West” and what it looked like.  Real western heroes like Buffalo Bill Cody himself or legendary Oklahoma lawman Bill Tilghmanwere showing up in films.  Bronco Billy was always careful of realistic setting.

Over at Famous Players-Lasky (the future Paramount) the biggest western star of the day, a former New York stage Shakespearian actor named William S. Hart was a notorious sticklerfor complete authenticity in his films.

Even his own Selig pictures had mostly been rooted in the realities of ranch life.

Mix, the real cowboy, rodeo rider and circus performer had no illusions about his ability as an actor.  But he had learned a thing or two about grabbing an audience.  He knew that colorful costumes drew attention in big arenas.  Instead of dusty, worn working clothes, he now appearedin highly tailored costumes—tight trousers tucked into richly decorated high heeled cowboy boots, two pearl handled revolvers in tooled belts strapped to his hips, crisp shirts often double breastedwith decorative piping around a yoke and arrowhead slit pockets, silk kerchiefs knotted at the neck.  And above all, an enormous hat.  No cowboy ever rode the range in anything like it.

Mix in an enormous hat--one many specially made for him by Stetson--and decked out in one of the fancy outfits he popularized.

About that hat…Photos of working cowboys from the 1870’s on show that they wore a wide variety of headgear.  Usually wide brimmed hats but depending on the region, personal taste, and what was available at the general store when they needed one the sombreros varied with peaked crowns or flat ones, stiff brims or floppy ones, brims curledor slouched or pushed up in front—a popular look borrowed from cavalry troopers.  Around the turn of the century cowboys on the northern part of the range began to sport what was called the Montana crease, a hat with a high crown peaked in back sloping forward with a center crease.  This became the famous ten gallon hat described in dime novels.  Along the southern border with Mexico, some Texas cowboys sported a trimmed down version of the vaquero’s sombrero with a high, round crownand wide brim turned up all around.  Mix began to wear specially made Stetsons combining both styles.  They were big, flashy hats—he wore them in white or black interchangeably.  Soon other cowboy stars like Hoot Gibson, Ken Maynard, and Col. Tim McCoy were wearing them. 

In a case of life imitating art, they took off with real working cowboys as well, supplanting other styles for a decade or so.  Cowboys also saved up for fancy shirts and bootsto wear to town on Saturday night or to dances, going back to ordinary working clothes the rest of the week.  Even they wanted to be Tom Mix.

Mix’s films were filled with humor.  He seemed not to take himself too seriously in stark contrast to the grim probity of William S. Hart’s heroes.  And they were chock full of action from the beginning to the end, lots of chases, trick riding, fist fights, leaps from great heights, and daring-do stuntsof all kinds.  And Mix did all of the stunts himself, with the camera catchinghim in the kind of close-ups that actors who used stunt doubles could not duplicate. 

Audiences ate it all up.  Every Fox film seemed to top the previous one.  He did six or seven films a year now, far down from the hectic pace of the Selig one reelers.  He had a budget for large casts, impressive scenery, big props like steam engines, paddle wheel river boats, epic wagon trains, mass herds of real long horns—whatever he needed.

Fox built him his own facility at the Edendale studios, a 12 acre set nick named Mixville with “… a complete frontier town, with a dusty street, hitching rails, a saloon, jail, bank, doctor’s office, surveyor’s office, and the simple frame houses typical of the early Western era.”  Also on the lot was an Indian village with tepeesset against plaster mountains that looked real on film, and a whole ranch set up.  When scripts called for it Mix could shoot on location in California, Nevada, and Arizona.

Mix and Tony the Wonder Horse who became so popular that he was billed as a co-star and had his name in the title of four films.

A big part of the show was now Mix’s horse, Tony the Wonder Horse, a big handsome chestnut with a white blaze face and white stockings.  Tony could perform all manner of tricksand stunts including untying Mix’s hands, opening gates, loosening his reins, rescuing Mix from fire, jumping from one cliff to another, and running after trains.  Tony became so popular that he was sometimes co-billed with Mix and had his name in the title of three films.  His popularity inspired other equine co-stars—Ken Maynard’s Tarzan, Gene Autry’s Champion, Roy Rogers’ Trigger, Hopalong Cassidy’s Topper, and the Lone Ranger’s Silver.

In his first films at Fox Forde was his co-star and love interest.  She decided to retire and devote herself to homemaking with the coming the couple’s daughterThomisina (Tommie) in 1922.  After that a parade of beauties took turns being rescued and swept off their feet by the hero.

As Mix’s films became more and more popular, his salary grew.  He made $4,000 a week in 1922 and just three years later Fox was glad to shell out $7,500 a week—an enormous sum at the time.  And Mix spent it as fast as he made it, always paying his share to his train of ex-wives.  He always wore his immaculate trade mark Stetsons and expensive tailored clothing, much of it western style.  He drove the latest, fastest, and most expensive cars.  He erected one of the biggest mansions in Hollywood with his own stables and an electric sign with his name on the roof.  He liked to make the rounds of nightclubs, studio parties, premiers, and film events.  He and William S. Hart, and a young filmmaker named John Ford, regularly played cards and drank with legendary lawman, gambler, and sporting man Wyatt Earp.  Mix was a pall bearer at Earp’s funeraland famously broke down and cried.

The pall bearers at Wyatt Earp's funeral included old lawmen two of Earp's surviving brothers, and William S. Hart, third from left.  A grim and shaken Tom Mix is at the far right.

When Fox refused yet another big raise, Mix let his contract there lapse in 1928.  He was tiring of movies and beginning to feel his age and the effects of accumulated injuries from years of doing his own stunts.  Joseph P. Kennedy offered him a fat contract to make films with his independent studio, Film Booking Office of America, soon to be merged into RKO.  He did his last silent films there that year.   The films also featured his first daughter Ruth. They were money makers for the small studio, but without the vast network of Fox theaters, couldn’t generate as many viewers as his earlier films.

Mix decided to quit films and return to his first love—the circus.  Ruth joined his act.  He was the headline star of the Sells-Floto Circus in the 1929, 1930 and 1931seasons, pulling down $20,000 a week—more than he ever made in pictures.

A poster for Mix's first talkie at Universal, the original version of Destry Rides Again based on a Max Brand novel.  Unlike the more famous 1939 version starring James Stewart at the same studio, Mix's film followed the story as written by Brand.

In 1931 Mix’s marriage to Victoria Forde ended, likely because of the appearance of Mabel Hubbell Ward who became wife number 5 in ’32.  The expense of yet another ex-wife lured him back to pictures when Universal offered him a contract to make talkies with complete control of his production unit.  He made nine films for Universal.  Legend has it that they were failures because Mix had a high voice.  Untrue on both counts.  All of the films were box office successes, and Mix had a fine, rich baritone voice.  He was not, however, an actor adept at reading lines and he knew it.  His performances seemed more stilted than in his silents.

Both he and his beloved horse Tony were injured.  He retired Tony and brought on Tony Jr.  But it wasn’t the same.  His own injuries were becoming painful.  Mix decided to retire from film once again and return to the circus.

Mix with a performer from the Tom Mix Circus in 1935.  The show was a success in its first year but floundered and failed under daughter Ruth's management the next year when he left on a European personal appearance tour.  

This time he toured with the Sam B. Dill Circus, which he bought out and re-named the Tom Mix Circus with Ruth, who had starred in a score of Poverty Row studio B westerns and serials herself, as his partner.  He toured with the show in 1935 and then went off on a European tour leaving Ruth in charge at home.  Without his draw, with then Depression hurting ticket sales, and the expense of a large troupe, the Tom Mix Circus failed while he was away.  Probably unfairly, he blamed his daughter causing a permanent rift between them.  When he died she was cut out of what was left of hisestate.

Mix had been approached several times to do his own radio show.  But the money offered was far less than he could make doing either film or circus.  Finally Ralston Purina offered him a deal for a radio series built around his name and character, but in which he would not have to perform.  Tom Mix would be played by a series of actorsduring the show’s long run from 1933 to ’51.  Tom Mix Ralston Straight Shooters starred Artells Dickson, Jack Holdenfrom 1937, Russell Thorsen  in the early ‘40s, and Joe “Curley” Bradley from ’44 to the end of the series.  Country comedian and story teller George Gobel was one of the supporting players.

Ralston also issued a highly popular series of Tom Mixcomic books and featured his image oncereal boxes.  Through the radio show, comics, and in the early ‘50’s television airings of his old movies including his silent films new generations continued to idolizeMix even after his death.

Tom Mix's last film appearance--a serial for Poverty Row Mascott Studios.

Faced with big bills from the collapse of the circus, Mix was lured back to movies one more time to do a 15 episode serial, The Miracle Rider for tiny Poverty Row studio Mascot Pictures.  The studio paid him $40,000 for just four weeks of work.  It paid off for them.  They grossed over $1 million from the Saturday matinee nickels and dimes of a new generation of adoring fans.  It was Mix’s last film appearance.

Mix spent his last years making personal appearancesaround the U.S. and spending money he no longer could replace.

On October 4, 1940 Mix had been larking around Arizona.  He stopped to visit an old pal, Pima County Sheriff Ed Nichols in Tucson.  Later he stopped by the Oracle Junction Inn, a saloon and casino where he had a fewdrinks and called his agent to enquire about future bookings.  Then it was off to Phoenix.  He was speeding down State Route 79 at an estimated 80 miles an hour when he came upon a bridge that had been washed away by a flash flood.  He slammed on the breaks skidding on the loose gravel.  An aluminum suitcase stuffed with money, traveler’s checks and jewelrytore loose from the luggage rack on the trunk behind him and slammed into Mix’s head, shattering his skull.  The car turned over and slid into the dry arroyo but he was already dead.

Mix's damaged Cord after the fatal accident.  It was fully restored and is still displayed at auto shows.

After an elaborate Hollywood funeral with full military honors, Mix was laid to rest in Forest Lawn Cemetery in Glendale, California.  Despite earning over $6 million in his movie career he left only a few thousand dollars—and a lot of debt in his estate.  His wife, ex-wife Victoria Forde, and daughter Thomisina each received small bequests.

Tony Jr. out lived his master, but died exactly two years later to the day.

Mix was the inspiration of songs, and literature.  Darryl Ponicsan wrote a cult favorite novel, Tom Mix Died for Your Sins.  Hoaxer Clifford Irving imagined Mix joiningthe Mexican Revolution Tom Mix and Pancho Villa.    Philip José Farmer made him a leading character as Jack London’s traveling companion in two of his Riverworld science fiction novels. 

James Gardner's Wyatt Earp and Bruce Willis at Tom Mix teamed up to solve a sordid Hollwood mystry in Blake Edwars' Sunset.

Bruce Willis played Mix teaming up with James Garner’s Wyatt Earp to solve a Hollywood mystery in the 1988 Blake Edwards film Sunset. 

In the ultimate pop culture tribute, Mix is one of the faces on the cover of the Beatles Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.


Indigenous People’s Widens Day Lead Over Columbus in Tumultuous Times

12 October 2020 at 12:09

The cultural, ethnic, and moral tug of warbetween the American holiday Columbus Day and an insurgent Indigenous People’s Day has taken over new dimensionsin this year of Black Lives Matter protest which have widened to include other persecuted and endangered minoritiesand the stifling, isolating Coronavirus pandemic.  The Indigenous celebration continue to roll on gathering momentum as more municipalities, school districts, states, and other jurisdiction drop the old holiday for the new observance.  This summer as BLM activists began pulling down Confederate monuments, Native Americans and their allies were inspired to do the same to the arch symbol of colonialist oppression, the alleged Great Navigator.  Several monuments were torn down, defaced, or removed by local authorities. 


After it was attacked and defaced by protestors this summer,Chicago Mayor Lori Lightfoot order the Grant Park Columbus statue covered and ultimately removed.

In Chicago where marchers failed to pull down a prominent statue on Columbus Drive in Downtown lakeshore Grant Park and tagged it with graffiti Mayor Lori Lightfoot ordered the statue temporarily removed along with two others in neighborhood parks.  Naturally there was also a backlash uproar from the Italian-American community, simple traditionalists, and promoters of respect for “European cultureA/K/A White nationalists.

Meanwhile most annual Columbus Day observances including those ubiquitous parades and cultural events have been canceled due to the pandemic.  That might prevent some of the confrontations that have become common.  When they return, and they inevitably will, most will not have government sponsorship or official approval.  They will be private, First Amendment protected affairs.

The ultimate fate of those monuments is unclear although it is highly unlikely the Grant Park statue will ever be returned.  Perhaps the statues could be donatedto some Italian American civic organization or museum for display on private property.  Some think that at least one of the other statues might be quietly restored to a neighborhood park where it might not draw much attention.



International Indigenous People’s Day is celebrated on August 8 in most of the Americas and in other parts of the world.  I have blogged the still spreading and growing recognition that has its official origins in the United Nations Declaration of the Rights of Indigenous Peoples in 2007.  But in the United States Native Americans have been staging actions, protests, and alternative events to Federal Holiday on the Second Monday in October for decades.

That’s right, your calendar probably marked yesterday, October 9, as Columbus Dayin recognition of Cristoforo Colombo/Cristóbal Colón/Christopher Columbus.  I’ve blogged about him, too, and his alleged discovery—alleged because he didn’t know where he was going, found” what was never lost, claimed what wasn’t his to take, and didn’t even know where the hell he was.  When just about everyone else in Europe had figured out that he never reached the East Indies or Asia he continued to lie about it.

None-the-less the mercenary mariner was rewarded with fancy titlesAdmiral of the Ocean Sea for one—and made Viceroyover half the damned world.  And he screwed that up by being so brutal that he virtually wiped out the once numerous Carib peoples who inhabited the islands under his immediate effective sway.  He also bullied and oppressed potential rivals—would be Conquistadors of even richer realms on the mainland, many of whom had better connections at Courtthan a Genoan hireling.  He was stripped of his titles, wealth confiscated, and shipped to Spain in disgrace and chains.

Not much to celebrate there.



Yet despite the fact that Columbus never set foot in North America—the closest he got was wandering around portions of Central America after being abandoned by mutineers and quite typically lost—he somehow became an iconic folk figure and symbol of the New World to the English and the overwhelmingly Protestant colonists hugging to the Atlantic shore far to the north of any of his voyages. 

Amerigo Vespucci, another Italian sailor with even less to justify it, swooped in and got his name attached to two continents just because he knew the right cartographer.  But Columbia was a popular alternative name for Western Hemisphere lands and some Patriots wanted to adopt it officially for their new country.  Think of the song, once almost an unofficial national anthem, Columbia the Gem of the Ocean and other evidence.  When Thomas Jefferson’s pal Joel Barlow, a diplomat and literary dabbler, wanted to create a national epic poem he churned out The Columbiad, a turgid contemplationof Columbus and the new world.

Around the 400th anniversary of the alleged discovery in 1892 interest in him was elevated by events around the world, but particularly at Chicago’s World Columbian Exposition.  American Catholics—a struggling and despised minority—looked to the notoriously pious Columbus who had slaughtered all of those natives in the guise of converting them to the One True Church to establish their bona fides as worthyAmericansThus the Knights of Columbus became the Catholic answer to the WASP Masonic Lodges.

But it was urban Italians, among the last European immigrants to become White,  in the big cities of the East Coast and Midwest who made Columbus Day and lavish annual parades an answer to the earlier immigrants—especially the Irish—in their struggle for a fat slice of the patronage and privilege pie of the Democratic Party machines.



As protests against honoring a figure who represented centuries of land theft, colonial subjugation, genocide, and cultural annihilation has grown, support for the holiday has waned.  City after City and several States have officially dumped Columbus Day and most have adopted some form on Indigenous Peoples Day in its stead.  Support had dwindled to indignant Italian civic organizations and the kind of cultural fuddy-duddies who cannot stomach change of any kind.

More recently, however, a sub-set of the Alt-Right and neo-fascist movements who claim to honor and preserve European culture and secure its dominance in American society, have begun to make war on the anti-Columbus Day warriors, especially attacking Native Americans and a “cultural elite of race traitors”.

Anyway, all of that is more than I intended to write about Columbus.  By now you know the story.  So I celebrate Indigenous Peoples Day today.  I hope you do too.

 

The Heretic, Rebel, a Thing to Flout 2020 Endorsements—No Surprises

11 October 2020 at 14:36


Early Voting has already started in Illinois we here at Heretic Rebel, a Thing to Flout Election Central are overdue in presenting our coveted Vote 2020 endorsements.  To save time, you will find no surprises here.  We are recommending top to bottom Democrats for every office where they are running and skipping voting on contests with no Democrats.  The entire Republican Party is now so tainted by Donald Trump, xenophobia, racism, misanthropy, homophobia, religious zealotry, science denial, anti-democratic authoritarianism, Randian claptrap, raging incompetence, batshit crazy woowooism, and general smarminess that candidates running on that ticket have forfeited any legitimacy.

As is our custom, we will drill down the Illinois ballot from the Presidential race, state wide contests, U.S. House of Representative races, State Legislative races, McHenry County wide races, County Board Contests, and Judgeships.

We will start with referendum questions.


Fair Tax Amendment—This is really the hottest contest in Illinois and the stakes are high.  This state constitutional amendment would allow a graduated income tax in which millionaires, billionaires, tax dodging corporations would finally pay their fair share.  The vast majority of middleclass and poor tax payers would see no increase and many would get tax cuts. This reform is way overdue.  Reliance on a flat tax was a major contributing factor to the mounting state deficit and a major contributor to sky high property taxesto fund cash starved schools.  It is even more urgently needed to address a looming budget catastrophe caused by the Coronavirus pandemic which has slashed revenueswhile dealing with urgent emergency spending.  The Illinois Chamber of Commerce and deep pocket dark money are mounting an elaborate and expensive Vote No campaign featuring plenty of misleading negative advertising salted with outright lies.  We could not urge a Yes vote more strongly,

Eliminate the McHenry County Coroner as an Elective Office—There is a touch of political grandstandingabout this referendum question backed by County Board President Jack Franks, but there is also sound governance policy.  An elected coroner is a vestige of English law like the county sheriff.   It served tolerably well as long as local, often rural, counties had light caseloads and before modern forensic pathology opened up new investigative techniques.  Traditionally the office was often filled by a funeral home director and/or mortician whose business often profited from transporting and handling bodies.  When the elected and highly incompetent Coroner resigned last year leaving behind a mess uncovered in investigationsJack Franks declined to propose someone to fill the vacancy until the next election.  The duties of the Coroner devolved to the Sheriff and eventually he appointed a Sheriff’s police sergeant to manage the position.  Franks proposed eliminating the elected position effective after the November election.  Currently the Coroner is at best an office administers who hires pathologists on contract to conduct autopsies and death investigations. An appointed coroner would effectively be a medical examiner qualified to do his own autopsies and investigations at savingsto the tax payer. The Republicans are intent on preserving a sinecure for their hack politicos and a modest horde of patronage positions.  They are running Michael Rein, a chiropractor and former County Board member.  The Libertarians also have a dog in the race while the Democrats declined to slate a candidate.  To secure their bailiwick the Republicans are littering the County with Vote No signs that absurdly claim to “fight corruption.”  We urge you to vote to professionalize the office.

Eliminate City Clerks—Down ballot voters in the City of McHenry and Algonquin will find referenda on eliminating the City Clerk as an elected official.  We make no recommendations on these local issues.

The only responcible and sane choice for President and Vice President.

For President and Vice President—It is no exaggeration to call this the most important election of our time and the most consequential since 1860 when Abraham Lincoln’s election set of a wave of Southern secession leading to the Civil War.  The possibility of another civil war now looms as Donald Trump threatens not to recognize the resultsof the election and is stirring up his white nationalist and neo-fascist supporters to rebel.  Although a hard core of Trumpistas remains, Joe Biden is consolidating a broad coalition to beat back an existentialthreat to democracy that ranges from moderate Republicans to his former harshest critics in the progressive wing of the Democratic Party.  But there are as many reasons to vote for Biden as there are for backing him as not Trump.  His policy proposals are broadly progressive even if they don’t punch every Democratic Socialist button.  He is also a humane person of great decency.  Senator Kamela Harris is a strong, tough, and articulate addition to the ticket.  We make the strongest possible endorsement of Joe Biden and Kamela Harris. 

Senator Dick Durbin, seen with Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumern the  is the second ranking Democrat upper chamber.

United States SenateDick Durbin has served Illinois and the nation with distinction and is now the Senate Democratic Whip—the second-ranking Democratic member in the body—and on the Senate Judiciary, Appropriations, Agriculture, and Rules Committees.  Hardworking, honest, approachable, Durbin easily earns our endorsement. 

Congress—McHenry County is divided between two Congressional Districts each of which is served by highly esteemed members of the Freshman class swept into office by the 2018 Blue Wave election.  Both are fending off Republican challengers bent on reclaiming seats they believe belong to them by virtue of the highlygerrymandered districts drawn for them.  And both have received endorsements by all of the major newspapers serving their districts—the Chicago Tribune, Chicago Sun-Times,DailyHerald, and even the reliably conservative Northwest Herald.

Sean Casten, the leading science and climate nerd in Congress.

6th Congressional DistrictSean Casten is a businessman and scientistwho is one of the most respected voices for the environment in the House. Many expected him to lie low and carve out a niche as moderate to mollify his suburban constituents.  But from the beginning he has backed progressive action and was early on effusivein his praise for the notorious Squad of female freshmen including Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez of New York, and Ilhan Omar of Minnesota, Casten has maintained close contact with his constituency even through the Coronavirus lock downs.  Thumbs up to Sean Casten.

Lauren Underwood, the youngest Black woman in Congress has made a mark as a star of the Freshman class.

14th Congressional DistrictLauren Underwood a young Black nurse and public health official shocked complacent Republicans when she sept to victory in an overwhelmingly white district on a forthright platform of Health care reform.  At 33, she is the youngest Black woman ever elected to Congress. She hit the ground running and was one of the few Freshmen to get legislation passed in the House and Senate and signed into law by the Resident—three bipartisan pieces of legislation including the Lower Insulin Costs Now Act to make lower-cost, generic insulin available more quickly for the families who rely on it.  She made headlines for loudly protesting the “virtual concentration camps” for immigrant children set up near the border.   She has impress at first dubious farmers with her strong advocacy for them as a member of the Agriculture Committee.  She is widely admired by women voters, many of whom are now abandoning former identification as Republicans.  Underwood gets our vote.

Illinois House of Representatives—Democrats are contesting five legislative seats that include parts of McHenry County—Marci Sueler in the 52nd District, Brian Sager in the 63rd, Leslie Armstrong McLeod in the 64h, Martha Paschkein the 64th, and Suzanne Ness in the 66th.  It is no accident that most of these candidates are women, as are most down ballot Democrats.  Women are pissed off and motivated. 

Marci Sueler is a lawyer, legal publisher, a licensed mental health counselor, and is currently a Senior Manager of Strategy for a major legal services provider.  Her motivation to run was “when she realized someone who is hostile towards the LGBTQ+ community, women's rights, and non-Christian religions was running unopposed and—unless she took action—was going to represent her.”


Former Woodstock Mayor Brian Segar is making a strong race for the State House.

Brian Sager was a McHenry County College instructor, faculty union president, and an interim President of the College.  He is the long time and highly respected Mayor of Woodstock.  A former Republican, Sager recognized that his former party has gone rogue and is proudly running as a Democrat.

                    Leslie Armstrong McLeod.

Leslie Armstrong McLeod spent fifteen years as a graphic designer for a Fortune 500 electronics manufacturer in Des Plaines and has spent the last fourteen years working for Community Consolidated School District 46in Grayslake where she is the media relations specialist and webmasteras well as the President of the PSRP support staff union. She is also an accomplished photographer and active in arts groups in both Lake and McHenry County.

 Martha Paschke was raised as the daughter of missionaries in Papua New Guinea and elsewhere.  She and her husband have raised their three children in the Fox Valley for the last 14 years.  She has taught middle school social studies, provided women’s healthcare services as a labor doula, and currently works in the field of mental healthcare.   She has been an active leader in her church for 18 years, Secretary of the Geneva Library Foundation, co-leader of the local Moms Demand Action group, a Girl Scout leader, and a volunteer with World Relief.  

After her successful race for County Board, Suzanne Ness is running for the General Assembly.

Suzanne Ness currently serves on the McHenry County Board, after winning her election in 2018. She has lived and served in the northwestern Illinois area for more than 30 years. She comes from a working-class family and understands the challenges and hardships that many families face. She has been a small business owner for the past 13 years and is very active in her community.  Disclosure—Suzanne is the daughter of the Old Man’s long-time friend, fellow activist, and co-conspirator Lou Ness.  The apple has not fallen far from the tree. 

State Senate—Unfortunately the Democrats have no candidates in local State Senate races,  Give these races a pass. 

County Board Chair Jack Franks is proud of his reputation as a Tax Fighter.

McHenry County Board /Chair—Jack Franks is a lawyer/politician with a knack for self-promotionand despite years in the public spotlighthas one of the thinnest skins in government and never forgets a slight no matter how minor.  But he is also an effective public servant and one of the most popular figures in McHenry County politics.  He defied the odds and became the first Democrat elected to the State House in decades.  Thanks to outstanding constituent service and deep community connections he was re-elected time and again by ever growing margins.  In the House he gained a reputation as a reformer and a budget hawk.  He came to state-wide attention for his oppositionto former corrupt Governor RodBlagojevich.  He became a staple on Chicago TV stations during those tumultuous years.  One of the most conservative members of the House he found his aspirations for state-wide office stymied.  However he defied expectations when his vote pushed marriage equality over the top in Illinois.   Turning his attention to his home county, he encouraged the County Board to slash budgets, advocated for reducing the size of the Board, and for a directly elected County Board chair instead of a Board member elected by other members.  He became the first elected County Board Chair at a time when only two Democrats served on the Board.  He aggressively pushed budget reductions of 10% annually and a lowered tax levy.  He stole the Republican’s alleged fiscal conservatism and branded himself as a tax fighter.  He has sometime hectored and harassed other government bodies to slash their spending 10%, a ham-handed approach that ignored the reals costs and needs of school districts.   But Franks has been consistent in delivering on his promises.    He was recently named in investigations of sexual harassment and misconduct as a State Representative, allegations he staunchly denies.   Despite this possible Achilles heel   Republicans have a weak candidate with no government experience running against him, virtually conceding the race.  We are for Franks warts and all. 

A veteran employee of the Circuit Court Clerk Renee Overlee is  making a bid to lead the office.

McHenry County Circuit Court ClerkRenee Overlee has worked for the Circuit Court Clerks office for 26 years and was an active leader in trying to unionize the office.   The elected position has been under one party control and uncontested before and knows it is time to change that.  She believes that employees are the greatest and most important asset for the office but high turnover due to low pay and poor treatment undermineperformance.  Overlee is preferred over the politically well-connected incumbent.                                                                                                    

Other McHenry County Races—Democrats have no candidates in the races for States Attorney, Auditor, and Coroner.  The Coroner position will likely be eliminated by ballot referendum.  The Libertarians have candidates in the Auditor and Coroner races but that anti-government party should not inspire confidence despite the fact that an old friend and former fellow Unitarian Universalist Jim Young is running for Auditor.  Sorry Jim, we recommend skipping these races.

McHenry County Board Races—Democrats are running in five out of six County Board districts and have two candidates in two districts.  It is important to vote for Democrats and only for Democrats where they are running.  The party has a chance to pick up five new seats to join incumbents, dramatically altering the balance of power on the board.

District 1Theresa Meshes of Fox River Grove has experience teaching, working for a small business, school and community volunteering, raising her two young sons and a daughter with her husband.  Her special concerns are access to health care for residents and environmental stewardship.

District 2Jessica Philips has been endorsed by Personal Pac and the McHenry County Chapter of the National Organization for Women (NOW.)  She has a Paralegal Degree, Masters in Public Administration, a Masters of Business Administration, and 16 years of customer service experience. She works at Follet and is on the Lake Advisory Committee of Crystal Lake.

Tanya Jindrich is running in County Board District 3 where she would represent the Old Man.

District 3Tanya Jindrich is a Crystal Lake Central and MCC graduate, minority small business owner, and mother of four with an MBA in finance. She volunteers as a Court Appointed Special Advocate (CASA) for children in court the system, is a member of Mothers Demand Action (MDA), Citizens' Climate Lobby (CCL), Big Brothers Big Sisters, Early Childhood Learning, and her children’s’ elementary school PTO. 

District 4—Democrats have no candidates in this district.

Paula Yensen is the Dean of McHenry County Board Democrats.

District 5Paula Yensen is the Dean of McHenry County Board Democrats having completed her three, non-consecutive term.  She has a Ph.D. in Public Administration and previously served as a Lake in the Hills village trustee.  She was the Executive Director of the United Way of Central Kane County until her retirement and has also taught classes in fund raising, grant writing, board governance, and leadership at Harper College. She has traveled to Uganda, Peru, and Guatemala to help build infrastructure for schools and small villages, been a national volunteer advisor for Girl Scouts, and delivered Thanksgiving meals to shut-ins and the poor.  Yensen is also a longtime friend of this blog’s proprietor and an active member of Tree of Life UU Congregation in McHenry.

Lynn Grey is also running for one of the two open District 5 seats.  She was born and raised in McHenry County. She is a wife and mother of two, and has spent her career as an Illinois title insurance professional. She lives in her hometown of Woodstock. Her first run for office was for the Recorder of Deeds.  Grey has not run a vigorous or visible campaign—she doesn’t even have a rudimentary web siteand has raised little money.  District voters might do well to cast a bullet vote for Yensen not opting to support any other candidate.

District 6—Another race with two candidates.

Nancy Glissman earned her Bachelor's Degree in Social Work from the University of Illinois at Chicago in 1987.  She has extensive experience serving adult clients with Special Needs, and has also worked in customer service.  She defines herself as a fiscal conservative but understands the great importance of protecting public health and community safety and environmentalism she is a member of the Environmental Defenders and has earned the endorsement of Lauren Underwood’s Farm Team PAC for candidates with concern for rural issues.  She currently lives with her husband in Sun City in Huntly.

Retired Letter Carrier Larry Spaeth will bring a working class perspective to the County Board.

Larry Spaeth of Huntley is a retired letter carrier for the U.S. Postal Service.  As a member of Lions Clubs International he has held all offices in his local club (Schaumburg-Hoffman) and stepped up to serve on the District Cabinet in 1991, a position he still holds, District Lions Disaster Alert Chair, and Constitution and By-Laws Chair. Larry also is State Fund Raising Chair for the Lions of Illinois Foundation.  He is an active Catholic who worships across the border at St. Benedict’s in Fontana, Wisconsin.  His main issues are property tax relief, protection of water resources, reliable and affordable broadband internet servicefor all, and the support of at risk youth.  Spaeth is proud of his range of endorsements from laborChicago Laborers Council PAC, Operating Engineers Union Local 150, and the National Association of Letter Carriers Branch 825—McHenry County NOW Chapter, Keep Abortion Safe and Legal (KASL) PAC and Underwood’s Farm Team PAC.

It is worth noting that the traditionally conservative Northwest Herald has endorsed Democratic Board candidates Theresa Meshes, Jessica Phillips, Tanya Jindrich, and Paula Yensen.

Judicial Candidates—Some of the most exciting and hotly contested local races are for judgeships where three remarkable women are trying to batter down the closed doors of the male dominated crony club on the Bench.

                                    Beth Vonau is a stellar candidate for judge.

22nd Circuit Court District At Large—Elizabeth “Beth” Vonauwho went to Law School to help victims of domestic violence.  She was on the Board of Directors to bring CASA(Court Appointed Special Advocates)for abused and neglected children to McHenry County and on the Board of Turning Point, the domestic violence agency and shelter.  Since 2002 she  has been a member of the 22nd Judicial Circuit Family Violence Coordinating Committee has provided domestic violence training to local law enforcement when she was an Assistant State's Attorney, and while in private practice she helped to plan and organize the first Teen Dating Violence Symposium in McHenry County. She recently she helped organize the Human Trafficking in McHenry County seminarfor first responders, educators, and medical personnel.  Vonau is also an active member of the McHenry County Substance Abuse Coalition and McHenry County Bar Association and volunteers with Lawyers Assistance Program (LAP) providing peer to peer support for a variety of needs to her professional colleagues.  As a well-respected member of the local bar, she is on the list of court approved mediators for family court and regularly volunteers to act as a mediator for the McHenry County Family Law Mediation Program.  She is also on the list of approved Guardian ad litem (GAL) for family law cases and has accepted pro-bono appointments as a GAL when requested to conduct an investigation and be a witness for the court in contested cases where a GAL is needed but cannot be afforded.  Beth continues to represent individuals who are seeking an order of protectionupon request from Turning Point.  She has also accepted family law cases from Prairie State Legal Aid. Conversant in Spanish, she is also able to provide access to justice for individuals who may otherwise not be fully heard. In July 2019, Beth was asked to join the 22nd Judicial Circuit’s Family Mediation Advisory Council and the McHenry County Bar Association Board of Governors. For the last 3 years she has been a volunteer Coachfor Girls on the Run.   This summer she was an active supporter of Black Lives Matter marches and rallies also retains strong relationships with first responders and law enforcement.  Vonau was the recipient of the 2020 Women of Distinction Award, the 2017 Peace and Justice Award from Turning Point, and in 2013 one of Shaw Media’s Best Under 40. This broad and unique experience has made her an exception judicial candidate. 

Jeanie Ridings if running in Subcircuit 3.

Subcircuit 3 in the 22nd Judicial CircuitJeanie Ridings is the candidate for this seat which covers the communities of Fox River Grove, Cary, Oakwood Hills, and parts of Crystal Lake, Algonquin, McHenry, and Barrington Hills. She has been an attorney since 2005 and is licensed to practice in all Illinois State courts, and in the United States District Court for the Northern District of Illinois. Jeannie completed law school at the top-ranked Northwestern Pritzker School of Law in Chicago, where she received the Quilici Merit Scholarshipand participated in moot court competitions. She also earned her M.A. in Philosophy and Public Policy and Ph.D. in the Human Sciencesand her from George Washington University in Washington, D.C. While attending Northwestern Law school, she was an intern for the McHenry County State’s Attorney’s Office and Chicago law firms practicing in civil litigation, worked for the National Conference of Commissioners for Uniform Laws, and helped write statutes for State of Illinois agencies.  Since 2007, Ridings has joined KRV Legal, Inc. where she is now a partneralongside Beth Vonau.  Since 2016 she has performed work on behalf of clients of Turning Point, receiving their Peace and Justice Award for her representation of victims of domestic violence. She is one of the few attorneys in McHenry County who advocates for individuals whose civil rights have been violated, or who have been victimized by in positions of power and authority and she also performs significant pro bono work each year for those who otherwise would be unable to afford quality legal representation when they need it most.

Subcircuit 4 in the 22nd Judicial CircuitKimberly Crum Klein of Lake in the Hills is running for the bench for the other half of McHenry County.  She went to law school following a careerin the mortgage industry and over a decade as a stay-at-home mom raising her three children. After completing her Juris Doctor degree at Loyola University Chicago School of Law in Chicago she went on to become an experienced attorney who has worked in the courtroom as a prosecutor, a defense attorney, and a civil litigator.  As a prosecutor in the Kane County State’s Attorney’s Office, Kimberley prosecuted felony, traffic, and misdemeanor cases. She protected victims by prosecuting Domestic Battery cases in the Domestic Violence courtroom and she served as the supervisor in the DUI courtroom. As an attorney in private practice and the owner of her own law firm, she has represented criminal defendants and family law clients in a myriad of civil and criminal matters. She has tried hundreds of cases at jury and bench trial as a prosecutor, as a criminal defense attorney, and as a family law attorney. Kimberley has served as a Guardian ad Litem in many cases around Illinois and is trained as a mediator. In addition, she worked under contract for the Kane County State’s Attorney’s Office to prosecute child support cases.

Judicial Retention ballot—Several sitting judges, most of whom came to the bench by appointment following a retirement—an insider tradition that insures that they can run on a retention ballot instead of first facing voters in an election.  Judges on the retention ballot have to earn the approval of at least 63% of the total vote to retain their seats.  This is far easier than it looks because most voters know very little about judges and mark their names reflexively.  I am like most voters with little knowledge of the judges, but instead of endorsing a pig in a poke, quantity, I usually pass on these races even though I am reminded that a pass is the equivalent of a no vote.

Compassion for Campers Gear Distributions to Continue in McHenry and Woodstock

9 October 2020 at 15:00
First United Methodist Church in McHenry. The Faith Leaders of McHenry County and Compassion for Campers will continue to distribute camping gear and supplies to the homeless at the First United Methodist Church, 3717 Main Street in McHenry on Tuesday, October 13 from 3:30-5:00 p.m.  Warm clothes are now being offered as well a Meals Ready to Eat (MRE) rations provided by McHenry County Emergency Management and the McHenry Country Health Department, and single burner camp stoves. On Tuesday, October 27 the distribution will return to St, Ann’s Episcopal Church, 503 W. Jackson in Woodstock. Plans are now being made for indoor distributions to continue every two weeks over the cold months.  New locations will be announced soon. Distrib...
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