The Red Bra

9 09 2008

The domain has to be transferred so that will happen a bit later.

As I have told you guys repeatedly, my tech skills suck big wads of carpet.

Now, I have to tell you the story of my trip to Nashville. I went up, we worked on the new blog (or I watched rather very intrigued by it all) and after a bit of visiting for a few minutes, we headed back to Hoots.

The Pilot station at Exit 143 hates me. Last year, you might remember my Elvis Impersonators wreck at this infamous truck stop. I think I’m jinxed at this place.

And, Sunday night, there was proof of this. PROOF.

I’ve seen a lot of I-40 lately, and as human being are wont to do, I needed to use, as my mother would call it, the little girls’ room. Every other place was closed so we hauled into the dreaded Pilot due to the only other option being the Adult Book Store at Bucksnort, which to give it credit, was packed with truckers.

So I go hauling in to do my bidness, which I did, and went to the sink to wash my hands.

Then the horror happened.

A young mother comes hauling at lightening speed into the bathroom with a young boy. The water is going into the sink and my hands are all soaped up. Apparently the little boy wasn’t feeling well because he barfed right into the basin which of course, splashed on me. Now, I’m a support system with vomit. You puke, I puke.

I didn’t but it was all over me. The mother was apologizing and grabbing towels for me and her son who was still a bit green.

I cleaned up as best I could and finally got back to the car where Squirrel Queen asked “Are you sick?”

I told her the story. No, I wasn’t sick but apparently Junior was.

And the shirt came OFF.

So if you saw a chubby woman in a red bra riding down I-40 Sunday night. Umm, that would have been me.

Actually, it was kind of free-spirited and refreshing.

Just saying.





Vols Loss Explained

2 09 2008

The Vol Abroad has it figured out.

Last year, following astute observation followed by scientific-like experiments, we discovered that if Buddy was wearing orange, preferably UT licensed gear, the Vols would do well. If, following, a spill, a spit up, or poo-splosion, Buddy had to have the orange removed – the Vols would falter. Several times we scrambled to find new orange to place on the sleeping child, and the Vols rallied. (This apparently only worked in regular season games, not in the SEC Championship game).

We now know. Send Buddy some UT stuff STAT!





A List Of Ten

1 09 2008

Just a few things about the day, as I would much rather be playing darts and hanging out on an extended staycation instead of coming off steroids from the recent bout of lung crud which has made me cranky.

1. I’m not even getting into the Sarah/Bristol Palin thing. I’m just not. It’s a private thing. I don’t dig her politics but I’m not going to get into that whole drama. Why? Because kids have sex and if you think they don’t, you are honestly not paying attention. No offense. I disagree with the whole abstinence thing because PEOPLE HAVE SEX.  They do. It’s their business, not mine. If I judge them, then I get judged (the little Presbyterian girl who lives inside of me from 1972 is kicking me in my gut about this as it was lesson #1 in my house growing up.) Not into it. Stay out of my bedroom, I’ll stay out of yours. I wasn’t voting for McCain Co. anyway. This makes no difference to me.

2. If anyone needs any help from Gustav and is around Hoots, let me know. Just send me an email at newscoma at gmail dot com and I’ll see what I can do. I know the natives and the good folks who can make a difference. We need to help each other out.

3. My blind dog is sick. I’m worried but she’s nearly 13-years-old and I’m just trying to scratch her back, as she likes it, love her and make her comfortable. There isn’t much we can do but pet her and hope for the best. Mabel and Duff keep spooning her and making her feel loved. Breaks my heart.

4. Have been investigating Nashville’s rental properties. I realize I need to sell my soul but I think it’ll be all right. Am thinking that if I have a commune here, I can have one in Nashville. What say you?

5. CNN really has a collective orgasm over hurricanes, don’t they?

6. TENNESSEE PLAYS TONIGHT!! Yay! Looking atcha Big Orange Michael.

7. Squirrel Queen is a rock star. I’m just saying.

8. It’s September? When the hell did that happen?

9. I love this post. It’s so real and honest. I just think Samantha is great and you should be reading her too.

10. This picture is still great and although I’ve posted it before, it still rocks ass.





Go To Joe’s

29 08 2008

Just read the whole thing.





Rural Voting Key In Presidential Race

27 08 2008

I have been preaching this for months.

From the Dallas Morning News:

And rural voters have been key — in helping former President Bill Clinton offset slippage in the suburbs and President Bush make up for declining urban support.

Former Virginia Gov. Douglas Wilder, who made history as the nation’s first elected black governor, said that the rural vote is key to an Obama victory and that he must campaign aggressively there.

“I told him, ‘Go to the sticks,’.” said Mr. Wilder, now the mayor of Richmond. “People there want to see you, touch you, hear you.”

And then there is this:

.S. Rep. Chet Edwards of Waco said Mr. Obama should highlight his opposition to the privatization of Social Security and his plan not to tax seniors earning less than $50,000.

“I think he can make real inroads in rural America,” Mr. Edwards said.

On Monday, Obama surrogates talked jobs, health care and rural highways at a meeting of the Democratic National Convention’s rural caucus.

The Obama rural platform includes promoting recruitment of doctors to rural areas, restricting the sale of methamphetamine ingredients, boosting incentives for ethanol and biodiesel production and use, and requiring country of origin labels on imported meat.

I realize that Barack Obama and John McCain are not going to come to Hooterville but they should go to some rural areas that are being impacted by higher gas and food costs as well as 26 manufacturing plants shutting down in the past 7 years. (Umm, that’s Hooterville and much of West Tennessee. Whoops.)

Working class folks could care less about words but are ready and need action.

I can tell you that the first thing folks here would bring up is NAFTA. It’s a hot-button issue here.

I have been talking about rural communities since I began this blog nearly three years ago. I will do the awful and link to myself. And Rep. John Tanner needs to be paying attention too. If you have money, things are rosy so how are you going to know what’s going on unless you go out to where average, real people are. People with money do not understand people without, and thus we head back to the Sneetches with the haves and have nots. Rural issues are somewhat tied into class issues, but I guess that happens everywhere.

A coffee shop, a tavern or other places that aren’t media events is what I’d say. Talk to the people serving low-income people who have nowhere else to turn.

Currently, I say to both political candidates and to our local ones as well, there are some things you don’t know that are happening. We are experiencing crimes of necessity (that’s the word local law enforcement uses where food from freezers is being stolen but not $5000 tractors. It’s happening quite a bit), gas pump drive offs, shoplifting of food and empty parking lots that used to have bustling businesses.

This is one of irritations with the political process right now. Rural voters in the south are so stereotyped by the media that it’s appalling. And politicians take their cue from MSM.

Wilder got it right.

One thing about rural citizens though. If the candidates came, they need to listen and not talk.

Then they will get a real view of what it’s like and then their words will have substance for people barely making it.

Thanks for listening.





Road Trip Across Tennessee

27 08 2008

Memphis’ own Theo Geo, who is one of my favorite bloggers, is traveling the state of Tennessee. Her travels are here and you can see her photos, which are always wonderful and filled with such subtle context here.

Beauty beneath the surface and in the details.

If I were you, I’d get over there quickly.





‘First we have to bitch about it, then move on’

25 08 2008

In a quote from a Jackson Sun in a story about Tennessee delegates in Denver for what could prove to be one of the most historic democratic conventions of my lifetime, I found this quote which I thought was right on topic.

James Buckley, a delegate from Antioch, hopes Obama and Clinton supporters can show unity at the convention.

“Verbal dissent should be placed in the appropriate place: in the baggage before we leave,” said Buckley, 59, a union representative in the Nashville office for the United Steelworkers.

But Buckley is realistic about the potential for public dissent.

“Of course we will, we’re Democrats,” Buckley said. “First we have to b—- about it,” then move on.”

Heh.





R. Neal In Denver

24 08 2008

This is amazing.

I can’t wait to see what’s next.





A Round Of Applause For Russ McBee

24 08 2008

Let’s all say Yay for Russ, who has been doing a bang up job of rounding up the hippie liberals for the last few weeks.

Given the large number of blog posts discussing the choice of Biden and the diversity of opinions on the topic, this week’s roundup is devoted exclusively to that subject.

• 10,000 Monkeys and a Camera: Biden! and Senator O’Biden [Ed. note: The RSS feed for 10,000 Monkeys and a Camera has moved to this link.]

• 55-40 Memphis: It’s official now

• Carole Borges: Joe Biden is perfect! I’m excited once again.

The Crone Speaks: Obama Says it is Biden, I Say More of the Same

• Don Williams: Obama-Biden’s a brilliant ticket, but only if they win, natch

• Enclave: Wealthy Elite vs. Middle Class: Pick Your Biden Scorecard and Biden His Time: Delaware Senator Brings Commoner Cred to the Ticket

• KnoxViews: Joe Biden

• Lean Left: Hello, Joe! (Whadda ya know?)

• Left Of The Dial: Hey Barack

• Left Wing Cracker: I think it’s going to work..

• Nashville for the 21st Century: Asshatery at Fournier’s “Associated Press”

• Newscoma: Obama Chooses Biden and LA Times Gets Its VP Story Wrong and Breaking Down The Biden Factor

• Russ McBee: A quick thought on Joe Biden

• Sharon Cobb: BREAKING: Obama Picks Joe Biden!

• Silence Isn’t Golden: It’s Definitely Biden

• Southern Beale: So It’s Biden and IOKIYAR: Veepstakes Edition

• Tennessee Guerilla Women: Obama Picks a Bro: It’s Biden

• Vibinc: The Veep-Stakes Fiasco [Ed. note: OK, the Vibinc post isn’t a reaction per se, since it was written on Friday, but it’s still relevant. Sue me.]

And finally, Katie Allison Granju blogs on the subject from her new home at KnoxNews.com, “Because I Said So“:

• Because I Said So: Obama didn’t get this one right





Annoying Autobiographical Pause #287

24 08 2008

Yesterday, I rambled around aimlessly with the posse of Squirrel Queen, and later, with Badger Beth.

It was one of those days that didn’t make a lot of sense, there was beer and Biden Talk (in the same location. Note to self, asking a proprietor of a dive if you can “borrow” the television to watch Obama/Biden’s first press conference brings up some awkward conversations thus demanding that more beer must be consumed as we listen to old fogies drinking Natty Light talk about that we are in the apocalypse. Sigh.)

I thought Biden came out swinging and, as I have said before, some of Obama’s naysayers I deal with on an ongoing level, seemed somewhat pleased. We still have lots of time though before the big day in November.

We played darts (and I sucked) and ate at not one but two restaurants. The first one for lunch sucked so bad as our water had floaters in it and everything tasted like four-day old catfish. The shame of it all was that we did not order catfish. Nor did the waiter get us new waters. Nor did he receive a tip which is a shame because I’m an awesomely good tipper.

The second restaurant was a new Italian themed place that was actually quite tasty. I was surprised. Hoots Central has two Italian restaurants now. Imagine my surprise. We still have sushi rolls with bologna in them which saddens me to no end and also makes me queasy. What next? Squirrel Sushi. Blech.

Squirrel Queen was apparently looking for redemption and anger management classes after being very, very tired from her 2 billion hours of working overtime which happens about every five years so BB and I got her home. (I tease because of the love.)

As her tiredness overcame her, BB and I had a slumber party watching television, talking politics and thinking about what the future holds us.

Every once in a while, having a sleepover is fun no matter what your age is.

We all realized we were somewhat bored and were wondering if all roads lead to Hooterville and we decided that they, indeed, do not.

These are the days we appreciate and that are also quite telling.

Aimless, summer days aren’t too shabby.





Young People In The Old Political Machine

20 08 2008

Mister Mack writes about attending a county democratic meeting and how disillusioned he is with the lack of young people involved.

Let’s be clear. He’s not upset with the young people but more with the system as a whole.

I read his words and I’m only going to comment on what I’ve seen happen recently in my own world because I don’t have access to what’s happening in other places as I’m not there. I also, before I get into my observation, want to say that younger people like Sean and Ilyssa give me a happy as they are very kicking up the dust and it’s a good thing.

I do, however, want to talk about young people in rural communities and the political infrastructure that, on occasion, is not always welcoming to them.

I don’t think young people are all detached in rural settings because I’ve seen some very active folks who are operating outside of the constraints of established political settings. An example is one of the writers who works with me. She ran for office, knew she probably wasn’t going to win and did it for the experience. I fully expect her to hold an office within the next few years. She ran for a delegate position. Politics excites her and intrigues her. However, she has seen some things that bother her some times and has shared it with me. I ache for her because there are people that want to have lively debates about policy, about the state of the nation and how to create a situation that would give local people the desire and passion to vote. She wanted that. She didn’t get to be part of the process because some things were already set in stone.

And she wasn’t that interested in walking the party line that was dictated to her without at least talking about it.

Several years ago, I tried to be active in the party. I didn’t want to talk about bake sales. I wanted to be involved with the process of local and state government. I saw such great opportunities and I was extremely excited. Let’s just say, I wasn’t treated badly but I also wasn’t given a voice and I didn’t feel heard. At that period of my life, I just softly walked away without anger but with some disappointment. I guess I was either too liberal or too strange.

One thing I try to do now is talk to people one person at a time. I can’t change minds but I can create a dialog. Sometimes there have been disastrous results other times it’s been more than ok. When only 4.4 percent of our county voted in the last election, I can’t help but wonder if older members of both parties have alienated some of the younger voters, and more financially disadvantaged voters. Just an observation I’m giving you here.

Older people, such as myself, must make a commitment to make sure that those people who want to be involved in parties are heard, something that I wasn’t given. That new ideas are sometimes agents of positive change. No matter what the side of the political aisle they sit on.

We are more fortunate here in one respect and that is there is a college with active individuals participating in the party system.

But those people, more times than not, move away because employment opportunities are limited here.

And what did I do to have a voice?

Well, eventually, I started a blog.

Incidentally, those young people are going to be in charge very soon. They better start being included on a local level because they are the ones who are going to sway the near future of this nation.





Tennessean Talks Blogging

20 08 2008

In today’s Tennessean, there is a story about bloggers across the state from Knoxville to Memphis. Not a bad story but it amazes me that they didn’t link the bloggers they were talking about.

It’s a start though.

Of course, Silence has been telling us this for years.





Tennessee Politics Blog Closes Shop

12 08 2008

From Adam Groves this morning.

After more than two years of reporting daily on Tennessee politics, I will be closing Tennessee Politics Blog. My reasons for doing so are personal – although I will say that at times it has been difficult to keep up the pace of a daily entry summarizing the news of the day. Late breaking news was often overlooked to the detriment of content and other blogs have risen since the time of this blog’s inception which have delivered the news in a far better fashion than I was ever able.

I went over there quite a bit. He was excellent in running down the political news stories of the day.

The Tennessee Blogosphere is constantly changing, isn’t it?





So, Who’s Not Voting? Apparently The Masses

11 08 2008

Roughly 800 people out of 18,000 people (Edit: Registered voters for clarification) in this county voted last Thursday.

That’s pathetic.

Or is this an indication of some greater problem.

I’m thinking about it.





Dear John Edwards …

8 08 2008

You are an idiot.

Liked you, but you so screwed up.

AND, the National Enquirer broke it?!!?

Asshattery.

I expected more from you.

Your message was good. Your wife has cancer.

What was little John Edwards thinkin?

Men are weird.

Updated: People make mistakes but I’ m irritated with John tonight. Big time.

Grrr,

Newscoma





Cohen Wins By Huge Margin

8 08 2008

So I received the good news last night that my political boyfriend, Steve Cohen barely beat Nikki “Not To Smart At Politics” Tinker.

Heh, I tease. 79 percent of the vote for Congressman Cohen isn’t bad at all.

From the always wonderful Jackson Baker from the Memphis Flyer who attended the victory ceremony.

It was, as he said amid the delirium of his victory celebration in the ballroom of the Holiday Inn on Central Avenue, a triumph for the idea that “we can all work together” and a refutation of the “negative politics” that a desperate challenger had attempted in the last few days to save herself from the palpable yearning for unity that had reached high tide among the communities of the 9th.

Egalia and Sharon have more.

As Angela said, “Dear Nikki Tinker, God don’t like ugly.  Voters don’t either.  Now you know.  Best wishes.”

And more news from across the state where something has happened for the first time in 42 years.





Feel Good Friday

8 08 2008

A little larceny from AC/DC this fine Friday morning.





Tommy Maddox

7 08 2008

I got the call about 5 p.m. yesterday. It was Homer and she sounded upset.

“Tommy Maddox has been killed in a car wreck. His truck got hit by an 18-Wheeler,” she said, her voice breaking.

I was trying to get Steve Austin, my car, back and then was headed out to find Steve McNair who was visiting Hoots because his nephews are apparently playing for the local college.

It took me a second for this news to sink in.

“Where?” I said. I’m all business during bad news. I always have been.

“Over near McKenzie,” she said. I don’t know if she was crying but she sounded like she was about to. “I feel so bad for Mrs. Bonnie. No one needs to lose a child.”

Homer, despite her edgy disposition, goes to church with Mrs. Bonnie and Mark Maddox. She’s good that way. I don’t go and she doesn’t judge me in the least.

Tommy was a bit older than me but we went to church together when we were kids. Mark and he were older than Homer and I, and my mom for a brief time created a youth group at the church. She was a musician and she put on Jesus Christ Superstar and Godspell back in the 70s. It was scandalous at the time.

I called and confirmed it. He was killed just as Homer had said.

I abandoned my press stalking of McNair which I wasn’t too enthusiastic about anyway (I’m not good at stalking. Paparazzi I’m not), got my car back (finally) and headed home.

Homer looked like she’d been hit with an anvil.

And her quiet yet desperate sadness made me cry.

“You handle this stuff better than I do,” she said on the phone as I was on my way home. “I would never want to lose you. I wouldn’t know what to do. You are so important to me. I can’t imagine what Mark is going through right now. This is just horrible.”

We are wishing Mark and Mrs. Bonnie peace right now during this terrible time.

Tommy was good people. He had big bedroom eyes, was a hard-working stiff like the rest of us and had a quick smile.

He was a big part of my childhood. He will be missed.





Congress On Twitter

5 08 2008

It appears some congressmen are utilizing Twitter.

Chris Dodd’s also designates who on his staff is tweeting.

Joe Biden’s seems to be more of a scheduling thing of his agenda.

Not a soul from Tennessee on the list.

Figures.





The Blow-up About Tyson

3 08 2008

I’ve been reading the story at the Shelbyville Times Gazette regarding the Tyson’s plant removing the Labor Day holiday and replacing it with Eid al-Fitr.

The comments at that story are so filled with hatred and anger that it honestly just sucks the oxygen out of the room.

I can’t say anything that hasn’t already been said by other people in Tennessee.

When are people going to treat others, despite their race, religion or the sexual preference, the way that want to be treated. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, that Golden Rule thing is a good one.

Treat people the way you want to be treated. And you don’t get to pick and choose what religion they are or what color they are. It goes for everyone.

Southern Beale has a post on this as well. She writes this:

Remember:

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

I guess I missed the “except if you’re Muslim” line in that poem.

Well said.