That's "Campana-stan" or ''Land of Campana." It reflects the Weltanschauung of Michael E. Campana, President-for-Life of the Republic of Campanastan. Welcome to Campanastan - no passports or visas required!
Texas Agriculture Law Blog Don't let the name fool you - there are lots of water issues in agriculture and Tiffany Dowell of Texas A&M University does a fabulous job with this important Internet resource. Give it a read - I do every day!
The Way of Water Oregon State University Geography PhD Student, Jennifer Veilleux, records her fieldwork, research, and thoughts about transboundary water resources development in the Nile River and Mekong River basins. Particular attention is given to Ethiopia's Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam and Laos' Xayaburi Dam projects.
Thirsty in Suburbia Gayle Leonard documents things from the world of water that make us smile: particularly funny, amusing and weird items on bottled water, water towers, water marketing, recycling, the art-water nexus and working.
This Day in Water History Michael J. 'Mike' McGuire, engineer extraordinaire, NAE member, and author of 'The Chlorine Revolution', blogs about historical happenings in the fields of drinking water and wastewater keyed to calendar dates.
WaSH Resources New publications, web sites and multi-media on water, sanitation and hygiene (WaSH).
Water 50/50 From Jay Famiglietti at UC-Irvine. Fifty lectures in fifty weeks: The 2012 Birdsall-Dreiss Distinguished Lectureship. A global lecture tour delivering the message about our changing water cycle, groundwater depletion, and the future of freshwater availability.
Water For The Ages Abby, another PNWer, writes about global water issues with passion and concern.
Watering the Desert Aptly-titled blog by CJ Brooks, a lawyer-hydrologist-geologist from Tucson, AZ.
Watershed Moments: Thoughts from the Hydrosphere From Sarah Boon - rediscovering her writing and editing roots after 13 years, primarily as an environmental scientist. Her writing centres around creative non-fiction, specifically memoir and nature writing. The landscapes of western Canada are her main inspiration.
WaterWired All things fresh water: news, comment, and analysis from hydrogeologist Michael E. Campana, Professor at Oregon State University.
Watery Foundation Tom Swihart, formerly of the Florida Department of Environmental Protection, tells all about water management in the Sunshine State.
Western Water Blog The 'mystery blog' about Western USA water issues. What more can I say?
Wisdom in Water, Please... Kate Wilkins-Wells , who manages the Northwest Kansas Groundwater Management District No. 4, provides her wisdom on water issues.
xAnalytical Doug Walker's xAnalytical blog:Turning Data and Information into Knowledge
Curious about the strong supportMrs. Kanye West in the Southwest and Hawaii, with my former home state (for 17 years!) clocking in at number 1. Is it because Kim looks like a Latina? But she's also strong in my native state of New York and southern New England. Perhaps they think she's Italian-American?
At least my current home state checks in at number 48.
Whatever she is (Armenian-American, mainly), she's wealthy and famous. Must laugh all the way to the bank.
Realice cream she loved; butter pecan was by far her favorite. Today's penchant for frozen yogurt would be a non-starter. Strong coffee? You'd better believe it! Don't ever serve her a cup if she could see the bottom; it would go right down the drain. Four-letter words from a Southern lady? Numerology? Well, you'll have to read this entire post.
My mother, Ruth Ellen Emerson Campana, is shown below (c. Easter 1953 or 1954) with the family. Note the scowl on Ann's face - not the angelic smiles of older sister Ellen and me. Did that facial expression ever portend the shape of things to come!
Mom died on 8 May 2003 at the age of 83. Hard to believe that was 11 years ago. Although she lived for almost two years beyond 9/11, that event killed her just as sure as those five Saudi Arabian terrorists killed her youngest child, Ann Campana Judge, on American Airlines flight 77.
My mother was a remarkable woman. Born in Cabarrus County, North Carolina, in 1920, she was an archetypical Southern lady. No profane language, kind, compassionate, soft spoken, a beautiful drawl, proud of her Southern Scots-Irish roots but no apologist for the Confederacy and slavery although her great-grandfather fought for the South. At age 23, she married my father, John Pilgrim Campana, an Italian-American from Boston, and the two of them settled in New York City, where my father taught high school in Brooklyn.
Although my Harvard-educated father was the family scholar (American history ABD) , my mother was no slouch. She majored in history and English at Flora Macdonald College (now part of St. Andrew's Presbyterian College) in Red Springs, NC, and graduated at 20. She acquired her love of learning from her mother Julia Johnston Emerson, who was a college graduate in a time when that was almost unheard of for a woman. What stubbornness she had no doubt came from her father Harris Emerson, a farmer and an avowed Republican in a time when the South was the 'Solid South', always voting for Democrats (hard to believe, I know). My mother said he was a Republican because everyone else was a Democrat.
I owe many of my semi-decent English skills to her. Each Sunday night she would would write five words and their definitions on my blackboard. Those were the 'Weekly Words.' I relied on her to correct my writing more than I did my teachers. Why? Because she was far better than they!
My friends loved her. 'How come your mother's so nice?' was a common question. But she was no pushover. My father's hot-blooded Italian nature often manifested itself when one us overstepped our bounds, but my mother would generally raise her voice only slightly, or just glare at us. The message got through.
While still raising three children, she returned to teaching in 1960 and taught fourth grade. Her students idolized her. Here is a beautiful tribute from one of her fourth-grade students, Fred Avolio. Fred also remembers the 'Weekly Words.' And yes, Fred, I remember bringing my pet iguana Leroy into class.
My mother was also somewhat naive. One story, somewhat risqué, stands out. I must have been 16, Ann 13, and older sister Ellen was away at college. We were chatting at the dinner table, something we did every evening. My mother related a discussion that occurred in the teachers' lounge at her school. Seems she came in during a conversation, and a few of the teachers were laughing about something called '69'. She was puzzled so she asked one of her colleagues what it was (she had concluded that it had nothing to do with math). He told her that she had better ask someone in her family. So she did. Ann and I could hardly contain our laughter, and my father's jaw dropped like I had never seen (he taught high-school in Brooklyn so I knew he knew). I believe it was Ann who matter-of-factly told her what it was. Then my mother's jaw dropped. I think what surprised her and my father more than anything was that their 13-year old daughter knew exactly what it was. Yes, that faclal expression above was coming home to roost.
On another occasion at the dinner table, she told us that one of her fourth-graders had made a gesture to a classmate and she was unsure what it meant. We children knew what was coming. When my father asked what it was, she extended her right arm and raised her right middle finger. Before my father could recover, Ann, all of 12 or 13 at the time, exclaimed, "'Fuck you!' It means 'Fuck you!'" I thought the Big One was going to strike my father. I chimed in and said that it didn't mean that literally but more like 'Fuck off!' At that point my mother said she got the message and did not need to know any more. In all our years chatting at the dinner table that was the only time I recall the word 'fuck' being spoken - not once, but thrice.
Needless to say, I did not mention either of these instances in the eulogy at her funeral service, although I was tempted to. It would have sent those North Carolina Presbyterians over the edge.
Despite the fact that she lived in the North for 35 years, she never lost her Southern grace and charm.
In 1978 she finally returned to her beloved Tar Heel State. She and my father settled in Mooresville, just north up I-77 from Charlotte. She and I shared one dislike: that of including 'NC' after Charlotte in lists of US cities' weather or some other characterisitc. Every other city stood alone, but there was 'Charlotte, NC'. She viewed it as very disrespectful for NC's beloved Queen City. Check it out - some newspapers still do that.
When my sister Ann was murdered, my mother was living with her and husband Geoff Judge in Great Falls, VA. After Ann was killed she continued to live with Geoff (an amazing man who treated her as he did his own mother) but soon after that she began to shut down. When Ann's beloved black Lab Bubba died, that was it. First she decided she couldn't walk on her own. Then, she stopped talking. Finally, she stopped eating. The end came soon after that, peacefully, while she slept. I believe the death certificate read 'heart attack' but I knew better. It should have read 'broken heart' - burying her baby killed her.
The irony is that today's saying is something she would say whenever she heard of a parent burying a child. I doubt she ever expected she'd have to do the same.
Especially her youngest.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom!
One last thing - I turn 66 in two days, and the older I get, the wiser I've become. You were right about so much stuff, Mom. I do forgive you for trying to transform me into a Southern gentleman. Some things aren't just meant to be. Probably one of the few times you failed. But I still won't apologize for not going to law school.
Boy, do I miss you!
And it's funny, but each time this year I get a strange hankering for some butter pecan ice cream. And none of that low-fat or frozen yogurt stuff - the real deal.
"The hardest thing any parent has to do is bury a child." -- Ruth Emerson Campana
I have previously posted a few times about my experiences at caddy camps in the White Mountains of New Hampshire and on Cape Cod, about 70 miles south of Boston, MA. My most recent posts were 26 December 2012 and 4 September 2012.
So what is this post about? Well, a reunion was held last weekend at the Maplewood Caddy Camp(MCC) site (the building still exists, is in great shape, and is occupied by a rehabilitation center) on Route 302about one mile east of Bethlehem, NH. The reunion celebrated the reconstruction of the 'Our Lady of the Fairways' shrine/memorial just outside the camp's driveway on the north side of Route 302. I regret being unable to attend - I was committed to a conference in Denver.
To finance the reconstruction, engraved bricks were sold to former campers, indicating the years they spent at MCC and other caddy camps run by Boston's North Bennet Street School. I bought bricks for my father and me.
Thanks to Fred Forte for arranging this.
"There can be no keener revelation of a society's soul than the way in which it treats its children." - Nelson Mandela
Interesting that Sterling's racial bigotry has been known for years. So why did thelocal chapter of the NAACP give him two awards in 2008 and 2009, and had to rescind a third award because of the current flap (read here)?
Weed-loving treehuggers, take note. Cannabis production is increasingly moving indoors, into large-scale industrialized systems, and all those grow lights and air filters consume an extraordinary amount of energy. In all, marijuana grown indoors is responsible for a whopping 1 percent of the entire nation's electricity demand. That's enough juice to power 2 million homes. For 4/20, a date we hear has meaning for marijuana enthusiasts, we take a look at the power it takes to grow all that pot. Sorry to harsh your mellow, but that's a big carbon footprint.
Nevada rancher Cliven Bundy’s long-running feud with the U.S. Bureau of Land Management came to a head last week after BLM agents squared off against Bundy and an armed gaggle of self-identifying “patriot” militia-types. After decades of argument and lost court cases, Bundy still refuses to acknowledge the federal government’s claim to vast tracts of Western lands and pay the grazing fees for his cattle. More detail can be found here.
The feds were correct in standing down last week. The situation was spiraling out of hand and the risk of bloodshed was real. Any show of significant force likely would do nothing more than turn Bundy and his supporting militia into martyrs of the far right, which already has concocted a witch’s brew of conspiracy theories for the standoff involving Nevada Sen. Harry Reid, his sons, a Chinese solar company, the BLM and perhaps even the Trilateral Commission.
"Never underestimate the power of very stupid people in large groups." -- John Kenneth Galbraith
Is it possible to work 60 hour weeks and still be unable to cover basic expenses? Making minimum wage as a parent of one, you will need to work closer to 70 hours in all fifty states (plus the District of Columbia) just to make ends meet. If I told you that $25.00 an hour full time in D.C. isn't enough for some demographics to make it, would you believe me? You should. Welcome to the age of the eroded middle class, and the decimated working class. Whether you're planning a move, or another child, seeing if a new wage is good, or just curious, check out the cost of living in America today, and see if you're making a living wage.
Using the Calculator
1. Adjust the slider at the bottom to match your wage.
2. On the left, select how many adults and children are in your household.
3. Select a state to see where you fall between a poverty wage and a living wage. - States that are brighter mean that you would earn closer to a living wage in that state. - States that are darker mean that you would earn closer to a poverty wage in that state. - The light blue triangle above the wage slider shows the minimum wage for that state. - The dark blue triangle below the wage slider shows the federal minimum wage. - The box above your wage listing shows how many hours a week you would have to work just to earn a living wage.
4. To see the nation divided into counties, click on “County View”. To see the nation divided into states, click on “State View”.
5. To zoom in on a particular state, first select the state then click on the plus sign that appears in the corner. - While zoomed in, you can click on individual counties to see their poverty/living wages. - To return to the national view, click anywhere outside of the state.
“A girl knows her limits, but a wise girl knows she has none.” - Norma Jeane Mortenson (1926-1962)
Remember those who suffered one year ago today in Boston.
Another memorable event of a different type occurred on this day in 1947.
Sixty-seven years ago today, on a cold Tuesday in Brooklyn, Jack Roosevelt 'Jackie'Robinson took the field in a game against the Boston Braves at Ebbets Field. He was to face Johnny Sain, one-half of the legendary "Spahn and Sain and pray for rain" pitching duo of the Braves.
Robinson didn't do too well that day: grounded out, flied out, hit into a double play,reached on an error. But his feat went far beyond what he did at the plate or in the field. He became the first African-American since the 1880s to play in a major league baseball game, and entered the history books. We didn't know it at the time but the USA's civil rights era began that day.
Jackie Robinson was a great athlete, but he proved to be an even greater man. Robinson endured a lot of crap (a euphemism) from other ballplayers, the public, sportswriters, and fans. He was a proud man, but had promised Dodgers owner Branch Rickey that he would hold his tongue and his fists for two years. Rickey feared that if Robinson proved to be too combative right off the bat, naysayers would proclaim 'I told you so!' and the cause of major league baseball integration would be damaged.
I like this 1997 passage by Ira Berkow, in which he talked about Robinson and Dodger teammate and fellow Hall of Famer Pee Wee Reese, a Southern boy from Kentucky who was the Dodgers' captain at the time Robinson came to the big leagues.
The first of the two incidents occurred at the beginning of spring training in 1947, when Robinson had been called up to the Dodgers from Montreal, Brooklyn's top minor league team, on which Robinson had starred during the 1946 season. A petition was drawn up by a group of mostly Southern Dodgers players that stated they would not take the field with a black man.
"I'm not signing that," Reese told the ringleaders, who included Dixie Walker, Kirby Higbe and Bobby Bragan. "No way."
Reese, the soft-spoken but respected team captain, with a Southern upbringing, perhaps surprised the petition-carriers. "I wasn't thinking of myself as the Great White Father," Reese says now. "I just wanted to play baseball. I'd just come back from serving in the South Pacific with the Navy during the Second World War, and I had a wife and daughter to support. I needed the money. I just wanted to get on with it."
But there was more to it than the money.
And Reese's refusal to sign the petition, many believe, meant the end of the matter.
Robinson played, and endured vicious abuse from opposing teams, from beanballs and spikings to racial epithets and spitting. Robinson had promised Branch Rickey, the owner and general manager of the Dodgers, that for at least his first two years in the major leagues, he would hold his tongue and his fists, no matter the provocation. And one day -- it was probably in Cincinnati, Reese recalled, in 1947 or 1948 -- the attack was so nasty that Reese walked over to Robinson and put his hand on the black man's shoulder.
"Pee Wee kind of sensed the sort of hopeless, dead feeling in me and came over and stood beside me for a while," Robinson recalled, as quoted in the forthcoming biography "Jackie Robinson," by Arnold Rampersad (Alfred A. Knopf). "He didn't say a word but he looked over at the chaps who were yelling at me through him and just stared. He was standing by me, I could tell you that." The hecklers ceased their attack. "I will never forget it," Robinson said.
After reading that pssage I gained a huge amount of respect for Pee Wee Reese. He could have easily gone the other way, but he did the right thing. Not easy for a white guy from Kentucky in the late 1940s.
Jackie left us at the all-too-early age of 53. What he endured no doubt contributed to his untimely death. Robinson was a truly remarkable man who rose to a challenge few of us could ever imagine, much less face with such grace, strength, and courage.
At the tender age of 8, in 1956, I saw him play against the St. Louis Cardinals and Stan "The Man" Musial at Ebbets Field. He was nearing the end of his Hall of Fame career, but still went 2-for-4. My father attempted to explain to me the significance of what he had done, but I was too consumed with hot dogs and cotton candy to comprehend. Later, I understood, and realized that what Robinson had done helped free us all. He is now one of my all-time heroes, right up there with Nelson Mandela and Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Arnold Rampersad wrote an excellent biography, Jackie Robinson. Read it. Never mind that you're not a sports fan. It is not a sports book; it's about a courageous man, a hero for all, who just happened to play baseball.
And don't forget the movie,42.It's well worth your time.
To honor Robinson, all major league baseball players wore number 42 in today's games. With the retirement of Mariano Rivera, no player permanently wears 42.
"Some numbers will always be associated with an athlete; '42' will forever be associated with a movement." - John Saunders, ESPN
Yes, the Cover of Golf Digest Is Tacky, Gross, and Exclusionary. But So Is Golf.
It's actually perfect that Golf Digest'scover image of sexy, non-golfer Paulina Gretzky has irritated people for being sexist and exclusionary. After all, nothing provides a better digest of golf than exclusion, annoyance, cultural damage, and self-absorption.
Gretzky is the fiancée of professional golfer Dustin Johnson and the daughter of professional hockey player Wayne Gretzky. Besides those relationships, she is perhaps best known for her Instagram account, which features a number of photos as demure as the Golf Digest cover. That she is the 12th woman ever to appear on the cover of the monthly magazine has frustrated female golfers, The New York Times reports. The No. 1 ranked female golfer in the world, Inbee Park, put it elegantly when she saw the Gretzky cover: "Who is that?" Juli Inkster, the last woman to grace the cover, agreed. "It’s like, What do you have to do to get a little respect? I’m guaranteeing you right now, it was not a woman editor who chose that cover."
This is all completely fair critique. But golf is so completely rotten and has such a terrible track record on every single issue of social change over the past century that uproar over the Gretzy cover is like fretting about a small sapling in the middle of the Black Forest. Ha ha — well, the White Forest, anyway.
Here is the thing: Golf is the worst sport, if it is a sport at all. Golf is worse than NASCAR, and I say that fully understanding the weight of those words. Golf is worse because it is more classist, more racist, and probably more environmentally harmful than car racing. And what's really remarkable about golf is how little legwork it takes to demonstrate each of those qualities.
Racism. In 2011, Complex magazine put together a handy compilation of the most racist moments in golf history, which is a bit like compiling the most racist bus drivers in 1955 Montgomery. In includes a number of the responses to Tiger Woods appearance on the national tour, like when golfer Sergio Garcia made a fried chicken joke and when golfer Fuzzy Zoeller made a fried chicken joke. And when the guy that founded the Augusta, Georgia country club, home of The Masters, said that "as long as I'm alive, golfers will be white, and caddies will be black."
When the Supreme Court barred segregated golfin 1955, private clubs simply didn't accept black members. On February 14 of this year, a club in Texas admitted its first black member. "We just want to show we’re equal," resident Evelyn Walling toldthe local CBS affiliate. Too late! This club is not alone, though; the news over the past decade is peppered with similar firsts, black golf players being allowed to play golf in country clubs. By way of reminder, it is 2014.
Anti-semitism and homophobia. If its any consolation, private golf clubs were been similarly reticent to embrace gay players and Jewish players. Hillcrest Country Club in Los Angeles was created largely to accommodate Jewish players unwelcome anywhere else in the city.
Social class. While country clubs struggle with in terms of excluding people of different religions and races, they do not struggle at all with excluding members of lower social classes. They were created as social clubs for the middle- and upper-class, and that has not moved backward an inch. A 2010 paperby Hugo Ceron-Anaya of Washington College notes that golf clubs were specifically designed to foster the advancement of the upper middle-class.
It worked. The golf course is the place where business deals get done, where President Obama takes the Speaker of the House to discuss politics. It's intentionally exclusive, in a way that benefits deal-making. But it's exclusive, too, in that it ensures that those deals and conversations happen among peers. Last November, the San Diego Union-Tribuneran a sponsored essay telling women to take up golf as a way to become "a powerful player" — since women (and poor people and workers in the service sector) aren't part of this great culture.
What's more, the social status qualification of country clubs is the easiest to enforce: simply raise annual dues. Far easier than trying to guess if an applicant is as white as they say they are. A 2004 report summarized neatly: "The clubs have long histories of racial-ethnic homogeneity, but they now display some demographic diversity while preserving the economic and cultural homogeneity with which members are comfortable."
A golf course carved into the desert (AP)
Harm to the environment. Golf courses are beautiful, stretching over acres and acres of land that's heavily watered and regularly mowed with gasoline-powered mowers. The critical need to keep fairways immaculate means lots of weedkillers and insecticides. The extent to which those -cides leach into outside water sources was so heavily debated that the U.S. Golf Association itself put together a report meant to minimize such concerns. Even Golf Digest itselfcast a suspicious eye at the environmental effects of golf courses in 2008.Some courses are moving toward more natural setups. Most aren't.
The Golf Digest cover is a mistake, a problem that should — and probably will — be addressed by editors, who will apologize for emphasizing sexiness over the sport. Then, if we are to continue down the slippery path of fairness, the PGA and USGA should shut their doors, and private clubs across the country should either become public or be converted into affordable housing. At that point, the damage done by golf will be nearly eradicated, and we will consider this incident resolved.
"Anyone who watches golf on television would enjoy watching the grass grow on the greens." - Andy Rooney
Some of you may consider this to be disparaging towards Italians but my paternal grandparents came from southern Italy (Naples) so it's okay for me to post this video. Besides, how else does an Italian make a point during speech?
Looks like two-year-old Leah is getting the hang of it with her great-grandmother's mentoring.
View the original here. You can also enlarge by clicking once, then a second time.
I have not vetted these figures, but some numbers don't seem realistic. We'll need > 50,000 new lawyers and 1,000 - 4, 999 new law professors in the next 10 years? English language and literature professors 10,000 - 49,999? But 0 - 999 environmental science professors?
I would take this with grain (or kilo) of salt.
"The reason in America it's very important what ten books freshmen will have to read is because everybody knows they'll never read another book afterwards." -- a French academic at a Sorbonne seminar on "political correctness"
Oh, that Anthony Weiner - what a card! Seems a Denver TV station accidentally showed a picture of a weenie during a news video. Looks like they had the camera on someone's Twitter feed. See a video of 'it' on Deadspin. Weiner's claiming credit for it.
What a guy! Always trying to get more exposure for himself. And this is just the tip of the iceberg!
And how about a shout-out to Fox 31 KDVR in Denver! Way to go, guys!
“And of course I want to express my gratitude to my family; to my mother and father who instilled in me the values that carried me this far.” – Anthony Weiner’s resignation
Friend, former colleague and geochemist extraordinaireLaura Crossey, a Chicago native, reminded me about these guys, who hailed from Chicagoland - Berwyn, IL. So I fished out my lone Ides of March record - still nestled in its dust jacket - and posted a photo here.
And here is the real deal:
I recall getting more than a few requests for this tune during my last days (kind of like Caesar) at WCWM-FM.
The band is back together and still touring. Here's a picture of the them in Dickinson, ND, in 2008:
Love to see ol' guys still going strong - or even just 'going'!
Hey, well I'm the friendly stranger In the black sedan Oh won't you hop inside my car? I got pictures, got candy, I am a lovable man I'd like to take you to the nearest star I'm your vehicle baby I'll take you anywhere you wanna go I'm your vehicle woman By now I'm sure you know That I love ya (love you) Need ya (need you) I want to, got to have you child Great God in heaven, you know I love you." -- Vehicle, words and music by Jim Peterik
Okay - here we go: a 65-year-old white guy opining about racial epithets. And lest you have been under a rock, the 'N-word' is the politically correct version of 'nigger'.
We know that the National Football League thinks the reprehensible term 'redskin' - as in 'Washington Redskins'- is okay and not a derogatory term for Native Americans. On the other hand, it does seem to feel that the word 'nigger' is a terrible word and should not be used. I agree. But it is proposing to impose 15-yard penalties on teams whose players use it on the field, even when used between teammates.
To be fair, the league seems to be backing off from that position.
'Nigger' is a terribly racist term - as an OWG (old white guy) I know that. I suspect African-Americans of my generation would say the same. In the early 1970s I remember watching a football game with an older (c. 50) white Southern man. As an African-American running back took the ball and streaked toward the end zone, my friend exclaimed, 'Look at that nigger run!'. I was stunned, but no apology was forthcoming; that was just how he referred to African-Americans. I suspect he felt it was 'natural' to call African-Americans 'niggers' or 'nigras'. But if he or I had called any African-American that word to his/her face, we would have fully expected to receive a knuckle sandwich, or worse, in return. And it would have been deserved.
Back to the NFL.
There does seem to be a difference of opinion about the wisdom of the NFL's proposed action. According to some, there is a difference between 'nigger' and 'nigga'. The former is a derogatory term, the latter term is apparently used among young African-American men (mainly) as a synonym for 'man' or 'bro', as in 'Hey, nigga, how you doing?' I suspect this is like one Italian-American man saying to another, 'Hey, wop, how you doing?' But an non-Italian should not try it, just like a white guy should not say, 'Hey, nigga, whassup?' to an African-American. A former white NFL quarterback, Kerry Collins, tried this a number of years ago and it ended badly.
I recall Michael Wilbon, a well-respected African-American sports journalist who is 55, explain this fact to his incredulous white colleague Tony Kornheiser, who is my age and a fellow Long Islander. But Jason Whitlock, another African-American sports journalist who is 46, disagrees with Wilbon.
Richard Sherman, a young African-American star cornerback for the Seattle Seahawks, and Jason McCourty, who occupies the same position for the Tennessee Titans, were both quoted in a great columnby Peter King:
“It’s an atrocious idea,” said Seattle cornerback Richard Sherman. “It’s almost racist, to me. It’s weird they’re targeting one specific word. Why wouldn’t all curse words be banned then?”
“It’s a common word in so many players’ everyday lives,” said Tennessee cornerback Jason McCourty. “Among African-American players and people, it’s used among friends all the time. It seems like a bit much for the NFL to try to get rid of it. It’s a pretty common word in the locker room, like ‘man,’ ‘bro,’ ‘nigga.’ But once a white person says it, it’s a derogatory term.”
Sherman emphasized that the n-word ending in “-er” is racist, but the n-word ending in “-a” is not, when used among African-American players.
“It’s in the locker room and on the field at all times,” Sherman said. “I hear it almost every series out there on the field.”
But another player said this:
Free agent linebacker D’Qwell Jackson said, “Ultimately, if the NFL can get it done, it’s great for our game. But I think refs have a hard enough time officiating the game now. Now they’d be asked to police language?”
King's column also has the opinions of older African-American former players who don't feel the way that that Sherman and McCourty do.
My take? I don't really have a dog in this show. But I like the way that Herm Edwards, former NFL coach and player, feels: let the players do it.
'70% of the players in the National Football League are black. They can clean it up.'
Three Dog Night? WTF? A canineophile? No, a rock band whose heyday was from the late 1960s to the mid-1970s. Four of the seven original members are still performing: singers Cory Wells and Danny Hutton; guitarist Mike Allsup; and keyboardist Jimmy Greenspoon.
Excellent show - almost 75 minutes, with all their many hits and some new material as well. They did two great versions of Mama Told Me (Not To Come): the usual, and then a hilarious rap version.
“Anybody that wants to disarm me can drop dead. Anybody that wants to make me unarmed and helpless, we’re gonna literally create the proven places that where more innocents are killed called ‘gun-free zones,’ we’re gonna beat you. We’re gonna vote you out of office, or suck on my machine gun, you can take it whichever way you want.” -Ted Nugent, interview with Piers Morgan
But the best argument against this measure came from someone I know who teaches in Idaho. He put it on his Facebook page a few days ago. I won't identify him to protect his privacy.
I enjoy guns as much as the next person... in Idaho, that is. But guns do not belong in the college classrooms in which I teach. My classrooms are safe spaces for open-minds and a diversity of thoughts, experiences, and worldviews. Key words here: safe spaces. A student or even a faculty member who carries a gun into a classroom destroys this safe space by creating a unnecessary power dynamic and promoting a culture of fighting violence with violence. Please consider helping to keep guns out of my classrooms.
Gunfight at the O.K. Corral - 21st century version ......Can't wait.
"I want to applaud the Legislature’s courage. On a final note: I hope its members will consider my amendment for bulletproof office windows and faculty body armor in Boise State blue and orange." - Greg Hampikian
"For the team's millions of fans and customers, who represent one of America's most ethnically and geographically diverse fan bases, the name is a unifying force that stands for strength, courage, pride, and respect." -Roger Goodell, Commissioner, NFL, referring to the Washington Redskins
Circle of Blue Circle of Blue uses journalism, scientific research, and conversations from around the world to bring the story of the global freshwater crisis to life. Here you’ll find new water reports, news headlines, and hear from leading scientists.
Drink Water For Life The idea is simple. Drink water or other cheap beverages instead of expensive lattes, sodas, and bottled water for a set period of time. A day, a week, a month, Lent, Ramadan, Passover, or some other holiday period.
eFlowNet Newsletter From the International Union for the Conservation of Nature (IUCN) this newsletter has lots of information about environmental flows and related issues.
Sustainable Water Resources Roundtable Since 2002, the Sustainable Water Resources Roundtable (SWRR) has brought together federal, state, corporate, non-profit and academic sectors to advance our understanding of the nation’s water resources and to develop tools for their sustainable management.