HAPPENINGS IN OUR BACK YARD - Just A Minute Radio for Tuesday August, 31 100831

            Best thing I can say about today (or yesterday) is/was – “It isn’t Friday!”

 

            Why… what’samatter with Tuesday August 31?  It’s been an unusual week. I let most of the week get by without glancing at the Almanac… the Sun still came up on time without my notice… And the note for today says: (quote) “Nothing should be done in haste but gripping a flea.” – I never get one gripped… generally they get away… but we get ‘em with soap or a spray or dip.

 

            Back on the 29^th the Almanac said my old boss, Sen. J. Strom Thurmond, made his record breaking 24 hour & 18 minute filibustering speech in 1957 – which stands until this day, Also in 1905 on August 25^th Teddy Roosevelt was the first American President to descend in a submarine. And on the 27^th the Almanac says hummingbirds migrate south… I know they leave this area … but much later… We still have hummingbird duels going on outside our back window.

 

            Now that’s an odd one.  Another odd story in the OLD FARMER’s for August is the story of ‘dilling’ green beans. The Editor says they’re delicious but a day or two makes a huge difference… and since the crop doesn’t come in increments but in a tidal wave it’s easy to get behind – whereupon he says the exercise of pickling them with plenty of spices and garlic – as well as brining them in the canning process…it takes a lot out of a man… and confesses the will to provide takes over and admits that he’s “dilled” beans when the process was less akin to preserving than it was to embalming – and admits his springtime and early summer gardening enthusiasm, begun in the quest of thrift has crossed over into folly… and he has followed it. 

 

            I guess it’s somewhat like “paying too much for your whistle” – Ah but the interior virtue of knowing you provided something for the sustenance of your loved ones…. Well yes I suppose that is worth something.  But I think I’ll just save my loose change and send my grandson to the grocery. (J)

 

            Today I managed to turn a glass of iced coffee over on myself and the dining table and chair… what a mess. I began to wish I hadn’t fixed lunch after all. But I got hungry again… and my daughter had shared some slow cookin’ she did in a crock pot … about six hours she said… and it was deliciously tender – especially when I think the meat must have just given up and turned tender about hour five.

 

            So there are treasures around the house… and Fall’s coming on – more treasures… nuts… apples and the prospect of Thanksgiving and Christmas… Oh… mustn’t get carried away while the temps here in SC continue to climb above 85 in the afternoons.  Find a cool breeze from the ceiling fan and take a snooze… nothing better.

 

            Cordially, IN HIM

 

       Jack

 

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“JUST A MINUTE”

HAPPENINGS IN OUR BACK YARD.

Just a Minute: -- In Georgia, the Obamastyle Department of Justice has been wrestling for a year to install their version of the Voting Rights Act  coordinating Georgia’s Voter List with other State data bases, intending to favor groups favoring Democrats.

But in 2008 Georgia passed a law setting up their verification procedure, including asking if the applicant is a citizen -- a basic qualification for voting! The law worked, identifying two thousand out of four thousand selected non-citizens as likely illegal immigrants.

Obama’s Justice Department charged the law as “seriously flawed” ignoring the fact Hispanic registration increased by 140 percent -- and black by 42 percent. So when it became apparent Georgia would take Obama’s Justice Department to Court – they hunkered down and pre-cleared the law -- astounding the liberal ACLU and others.

Why?

They feared if the Supreme Court got to reconsider large portions of the Voting Rights Act, it might well be ruled unconstitutional.

Was the Obama Dept. of Justice moved by ideology or by law?

Do pigs go “Oink, oink, oink?”   

<> I’m Jack Buttram. (END)

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