45 Years Ago Today

I was six, almost seven when, while waiting for the bus to take me home from first grade, the loudspeaker announced that President Kennedy had been killed in Dallas.

I knew it was bad. Being six though, I didn't gather the profound nature of it. After the announcement, we were told to stand for the national anthem. My teacher, the ever wonderful and beautiful Miss Brinson (who was all of 22, and if alive all these years later must be 67) stood next to me. She seemed like a giant next to my six year old body. But this this woman who everyone in my class loved (she brought Beatle records to class!) was shivering giant tears, uncontrollably.

Perhaps what I didn't realize two minutes before, I now knew. That a great man, a beloved man, had been murdered in the street. And those who knew of him, believers or not, could not help but cry copiously. I looked up at Miss Brinson as the anthem played, and as she cried, I began to as well. I was afraid. The young woman who was my strength and guide had lost hers.

I don't think we ever found our way back.

Joe Postove

Forward Looking

I still ain't got a new computer yet due to the depression. Maybe I need more xanax...huh?

But I have to go to the Library to entertain you (where I am now typing dervishly before the matron comes and takes me by the ear and casts me out of the building). You see, I voted Libertarian last week, and in the paper the next day I saw six other people (in my precinct) who also voted for Bob Barr. We could have had a pot party, if I knew where these last of the Goldwaterites kept their stash.

It is a depressing time for lovers of liberty. I only hope that President Obama thinks it's NOT time to party like its 1932. The socialists who supported him (he is not one, thank you) cannot wait to get their greasy, collectivist, full nelson on the economy and read the government back into a Rooseveltian style state.

In this week's "New Yorker" some members of Obama's upper staff could not think of a book that has influenced them as they take the reins of government. C'mon, ladies...read your history and do not become seduced by politicians of any stripe. This is not the ignorant 30's, when the people could be lead by the nose by a traitor to his class and all that the founders of this republic stood for.

No, this is the ignorant '00's, when people can be lead by the nose by double speak and promises of Leviathan solving the problems we now face. Kind of like new poison to save us from the old poison.

New boss, same as the old boss. Except...well, no except. George Bush was a disgrace to everything that was good, decent and smart. So we had to punish the GOP. They held Wall Street's hand so long that the love affair is now complete. The Republicans, who gained power this time around with a pseudo love of freedom and markets forgot who the enemy was. They have left us now with a groaner, and a hyper-socialistic theme to remember them by. And all we can do is wait for the Obama train, and hope. There is still a place called Hope.

Don't take your eyes off of them for a second. And remember that freedom works!

Like a bitch!

Joe Postove