My maternal forebears called Kentucky home. My family is steeped in the history of the Blue Grass State. If you ever get a chance to visit the place, go and see the Lincoln Marriage Cabin. That is where Thomas Lincoln and Nancy Hanks
- old Abe's parents - were married on June 12, 1806. A plaque outside the structure says that it was donated to history by Walter Clements. He was my grandfather! That's a photograph of the two of us taken in the summer of 1971, right around the time of my thirteenth birthday. It was the last time I saw him alive. Today, he and my grandmother Loretta Doran lie beneath the Kentucky earth in a little Catholic cemetery in Hodgenville - Lincoln's home town.
I have spent enough time in Kentucky to know firsthand that it is populated by good, decent, hard working people. So why do they keep sending a despicable, corrupt little thug like Mitch McConnell to Washington? This I'm dying to know.
In fact, the same question would apply to the people of Ohio and Virginia with respect to John Boehner and Eric Cantor. What were they thinking when they chose this axis of reaction to represent them in Washington? Before Barack Obama had a chance to find the location of the White House linen closet, McConnell was telling the world that his main objective would be to ensure that this would be a one-term administration. In fact that has been the policy of the GOP since January 20, 2009. Early this year when the numbers of unemployed people in this country began to go down, Republican governors - in Republican-controlled states - began slashing-to-ribbons public sector jobs in order to make sure that those numbers went right back up.
BREAKING NEWS: THEY DON"T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE AMERICAN PEOPLE!!! Film at eleven.
Folks, that is not a political party. That's an organized criminal enterprise. Those aren't statesmen. Those are the plutocracy's hired goons. This isn't America any longer. This is something else entirely; something dark and ominous. That's why what is happening down on Wall Street - indeed all across the land - is so important. We are now into the second month of the occupation. It won't be going away any time soon. This is only the beginning of something really, really big, baby! A hard rain's a'gonna fall. Forgive me if I seem giddy.Tom Degan
AFTER THOUGHT, 10/23/11:
The modem on my computer went on the fritz before I was able to finish this piece. I said everything that needed to be said so I'll leave it as it is, what the heck. I am writing this from the adult living center - called "Glen Arden" - where my mother and aunt Audrey live. Long ago and far away it would have been referred to as an "Old Folk's Home". It's a nice place but the computers here are almost as old as the residents. The particular one I am using at this moment is so old it doesn't take CDs. It doesn't even take floppy discs. This one only accepts Edison Wax Cylinders.
Happy birthday to my dear and beloved friend Virginia Roman Casey. You're still the tops with me, kid. As the old Cole Porter tune will testify:
You're the Nile. You're the tower of Pisa.
You're the smile on the Mona Lisa!
It's a smile one could read at midnight by, too. Kelly is awfully lucky to have you as her mom. I'm lucky to have you as a friend. Meeting you was better than winning the lottery.