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It just occurred to me I've been remiss in my duties. Letty asked about contributions from American Indians to society. I was casting about in my mind and then I got distracted. Then I remembered I'm part Iroquois and their society was unique in some aspects. Not the least is that it was matrilineal. But that's not the most unique.

The Six Nations:

Oldest Living Participatory Democracy on Earth


The Tree of Peace
by John Kahionhes Fadden

The people of the Six Nations, also known by the French term, Iroquois Confederacy, call themselves the Hau de no sau nee (ho dee noe sho nee) meaning People Building a Long House. Located in the northeastern region of North America, originally the Six Nations was five and included the Mohawks, Oneidas, Onondagas, Cayugas, and Senecas. The sixth nation, the Tuscaroras, migrated into Iroquois country in the early eighteenth century. Together these peoples comprise the oldest living participatory democracy on earth. Their story, and governance truly based on the consent of the governed, contains a great deal of life-promoting intelligence for those of us not familiar with this area of American history. The original United States representative democracy, fashioned by such central authors as Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson, drew much inspiration from this confederacy of nations. In our present day, we can benefit immensely, in our quest to establish anew a government truly dedicated to all life's liberty and happiness much as has been practiced by the Six Nations for over 800 hundred years.

The Six Nations:

Oldest Living Participatory Democracy on Earth

The Tree of Peace
The Tree of Peace
by John Kahionhes Fadden

The people of the Six Nations, also known by the French term, Iroquois [1] Confederacy, call themselves the Hau de no sau nee (ho dee noe sho nee) meaning People Building a Long House. Located in the northeastern region of North America, originally the Six Nations was five and included the Mohawks, Oneidas, Onondagas, Cayugas, and Senecas. The sixth nation, the Tuscaroras, migrated into Iroquois country in the early eighteenth century. Together these peoples comprise the oldest living participatory democracy on earth. Their story, and governance truly based on the consent of the governed, contains a great deal of life-promoting intelligence for those of us not familiar with this area of American history. The original United States representative democracy, fashioned by such central authors as Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson, drew much inspiration from this confederacy of nations. In our present day, we can benefit immensely, in our quest to establish anew a government truly dedicated to all life's liberty and happiness much as has been practiced by the Six Nations for over 800 hundred years. [2]

http://www.ratical.org/many_worlds/6Nations/

Oh yes matrilineal.

Iroquois Five Nations c.1650 Iroquois Six Nations c.1720
[edit]

Iroquois Clans

Within each of the six nations, people are divided into a number of matrilineal clans. The number of clans varies by nation, currently from three to seven, with a total of nine different clan names.
Current Iroquois Clans

Seneca Cayuga Onondaga Tuscarora Oneida Mohawk


Matrilineality is a system in which one belongs to one's mother's lineage.

It may also involve the inheritance of property or titles through the female line. However, the latter does not always hold; in some societies, titles or property went to the male heir(s) of the nearest female relative. (Basically, two such forms are: 1. from uncle to nephew, and 2. from grandfather to grandson.

A matriline is a line of descent from a female ancestor to a descendant (of either sex) in which the individuals in all intervening generations are female. In a matrilineal descent system (= uterine descent), an individual is considered to belong to the same descent group as his or her mother. This is in contrast to the more common pattern of patrilineal descent.

The uterine ancestry of an individual is a person's pure female ancestry, i.e. a matriline leading from a female ancestor to that individual.

On inheritance by matrilineal kinship (= uterine kinship), see matrilineal succession.

In some cultures, membership of a group is inherited matrilinearly. For example, it is traditionally said that one is a Jew if one's mother (rather than one's father) is a Jew.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matrilineal

feminism

SAVAGERY TO "CIVILIZATION"

THE INDIAN WOMEN: We whom you pity as drudges
reached centuries ago the goal that you are now nearing

The use of Indian women to provide an exemplar of feminist liberty continued into the nineteenth century. On May 16, 1914, only six years before the first national election in which women had the vote, Puck printed a line drawing of a group of Indian women observing Susan B. Anthony, Anne Howard Shaw and Elizabeth Cady Stanton leading a parade of women. A verse under the print read:

"Savagery to Civilization"

We, the women of the Iroquois
Own the Land, the Lodge, the Children
Ours is the right to adoption, life or death;
Ours is the right to raise up and depose chiefs;
Ours is the right to representation in all councils;
Ours is the right to make and abrogate treaties;
Ours is the supervision over domestic and foreign policies;
Ours is the trusteeship of tribal property;
Our lives are valued again as high as man's.

the next two songs come from two different compilations made to fund Sweet Relief

Throughout history, musicians have led uncertain lives, often sacrificing financial security and health in order to serve the music within. Sweet Relief provides a safety net for artists who are facing illness, are in real financial need, and have nowhere else to turn for funds. Grant recipients include: recording artists, club and session musicians, and composers and songwriters from across the country. Sweet Relief also provides assistance to older musicians, regardless of medical condition, for basic living expenses.

the first song is soul asylum's cover of a victoria williams song, from the compilation Sweet Relief - A Benefit for Victoria Williams.

Summer of Drugs
Soul Asylum

My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My sister got better in a month or two
When the swelling it went down
But I'd started off my teenage years with a poison in my mouth

And we were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Turned to a teen in the late 70's
In the summer of the drugs

Mama and daddy could never understand, their life was never dull
Their idea of a rollicking time was a kitchen tap (unknownlyric)
Acid grass downs and speed, junk those days were made of
How could they suspect those kids where the monsters meet their makers

And we were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Turned to a teen in the late 70's
In the summer of the drugs

Mommies and daddies were too shy to talk about those birds and bees
Integrated schools and such, the facts of life were these
Girls and boys when we and came back, empty after weekends
The talk on the phone consisted of hushed voices speaking

And we were too young to be hippies
Missed out on the love
Turned to a teen in the late 70's
In the summer of the drugs

Boys and girls in every town
Sand man spread his sand around
Now we are just waking up
From a summer of drugs


the second song comes from the compilation Sweet Relief II - Gravity of the Situation. The songs of Vic Chesnutt


When I ran off and left her
Vic Chesnutt

when I ran off and left her
she wasn't holding a baby
she was holding a bottle
and a big grudge against me

I tried to learn from the psychiatrist
how to stay calm and minimize risk
but I should've kept all those appointments
I'm gonna need em I'm coming disjointed

when I ran off and left her
I didn't look backwards
till I was halfway to Chattanooga
on the Atlanta connector
that's when I started flashing
on the little things that she did
all her little sayings and I started to wig
I should've kept all those appointments
I'm gonna need em I'm coming disjointed

Bob, Thank you for that background. It is really too bad that history has taken so much from so many. I believe that Chief Joseph was of the Nez Pierce. (the term given to him by the French)

So odd that Cher is part Armenian, and yet sings:

CHER LYRICS

"Half Breed"

My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother's people were ashamed of me
The indians said I was white by law
The White Man always called me "Indian Squaw"

[CHORUS:]
Half-breed, that's all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she's no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born

We never settled, went from town to town
When you're not welcome you don't hang around
The other children always laughed at me "Give her a feather, she's a Cherokee"

[Repeat Chorus]

We weren't accepted and I felt ashamed
Nineteen I left them, tell me who's to blame
My life since then has been from man to man
But I can't run away from what I am

[Repeat chorus]

Yes, The Iroquois were basically a tribe of democracy-- Probably the original base of pure democracy.

ah, my friends, if only I were not so tired. Perhaps I need my dream keeper which I gave to a young man who went to East Timor to teach the natives how to be police.

dj, yes, the summer of drugs. There is not one soul who does not remember how much change that era brought about.

Goodnight, my friends here on WA2K radio.

Gloria Estefan - Always Tomorrow Lyrics
ALWAYS TOMORROW
---------------
(Gloria Estefan)
I've been alone inside myself for far too long
Never really wanted it that way but I let it happen
If I could do it all again my life would be
Infinitely better than before I wouldn't waste a moment
(I'd) Make time for laughing with my friend
Make love, make music, make amends
Try to make a difference try to love, try to understand
Instead of just giving up I'd use the power at my command
Chorus
------
'Cause there's always tomorrow to start over again
Things will never stay the same the only one sure thing
is change
That's why there's always tomorrow
I guess it took a little time, for me to see
The reason I was born into this world and what I'd have
to go through.
For I've finally realized that I could be
Infinitely better than before definitely stronger
I'll face whatever comes my way
Savor each moment of the day
Love as many people as I can along the way.
Help somone who's giving up if it's just to raise
my eyes and pray.
Chorus
------
Bridge
------
Before your last setting sun
And everything your heart has longed for
Has yet to be (one)
Yes there's always tomorrow though people come and they go
But if you've brought some love to their lives
Then you've got something to show
ANYTHING FOR YOU

some jim croce

I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song
Jim Croce

Well, I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But what I got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
'Cause every time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Yeah, I know it's kind of strange
But every time I'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
'Cause every time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

'Cause Every time the time was right
All the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song

Yeah, I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But there's something that I just got to say
I know you'd understand
'Cause every time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song


Lover's Cross
Jim Croce

Guess that it was bound to happen
Was just a matter of time
But now I've come to my decision
And it's a-one of the painful kind
'Cause now it seems that you wanted a martyr
Just a regular guy wouldn't do
But baby I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you

You really got to hand it to ya
'Cause girl you really tried
But for every time that we spent laughin'
There were two times that I cried
And you were tryin' to make me your martyr
And that's the one thing I just couldn't do
'Cause baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you

'Cause tables are meant for turnin'
And people are bound to change
And bridges are meant for burnin'
When the people and memories they join aren't the same

Still I hope that you can find
Another who can take what I could not
He'll have to be a super guy
Or maybe a super god
'Cause I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain't bout to start nothin' new
And baby, I can't hang upon no lover's cross for you


One Less Set Of Footsteps
Jim Croce

We been runnin' away from
Somethin' we both know
We've long run out of things to say
And I think I better go

So don't be getting excited
Oh when you hear that slammin' door
Cause there'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'

And we've been hidin' from somethin'
That should have never gone this far
But after all it's what we've done
That makes us what we are

And you been talkin' in silence
But if it's silence you adore
There'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'

Well baby one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin'

But tomorrow's a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust

If that's the way that you want it
Oh that's the way I want it more
Well they'll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'

Well there'll be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin'

But tomorrow's a dream away
And today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust

If that's the way that you want it
Oh that's the way I want it more
Cause baby one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'

Oh baby one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin'


Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels)
Jim Croce

Operator, oh could you help me place this call
You see the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's livin' in L.A.
With my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

Operator, oh could you help me place this call
'Cause I can't read the number that you just gave me
There's something in my eye's
You know it happens every time
I think about the love that I thought would save me

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels

No no no no
Thats not the way it feels
Operator oh let's forget about this call
There's no one there I really wanted to talk you
Thank you for your time
Oh you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime

Isn't that the way they say it goes
But let's forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I'm fine and to show
I've overcome the blow
I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real
But that's not the way it feels


Photographs and Memories
Jim Croce

Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
To remember you

Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
When I called you mine

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say good-bye
And of all of the things that we knew
Not a dream survived

Photographs and memories
All the love you gave to me
Somehow it just can't be true
That's all I've left of you

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

We Americans are a hodge-podge of most everything. I myself am Dutch, English, Choctaw, Tejas, Cherokee, Irish.

i'm english, irish, german and i believe some native american, but we haven't conclusively proven it yet

Maybe the best song in the world. I don't know. It's called "Wise man in your heart" by Gong.

I met a man, a wise old man, the day I lost my pride.
He told me he belonged to me but from me he would hide.
And that I would not hear his voice until I learned to sing.
Now every time I sing I know that I belong.
belong to him.
Singing O why...Singing O why...

He told me he would teach me everything I tried to know.
He made me see that you and me are dreamers in a show.
And when the days were darkest then he lit them with his moons.
And then we crossed the rainbow bridge but we came back...
Came back too soon...
Singing O why...Singing O why...

He showed me where he was Atman that man I could not see.
He pointed to the sky until a ladder I could see.
I climbed for many lives to find the secret golden flower.
And then I woke and found I'd slept for less than half...
Than half an hour.
Singing O why...Singing O why...

He brought us back together then when I was all alone.
He made me see I was not just of earth and skin and bone.
O it makes you feel so beautiful you can tell your Self apart.
Everytime you listen to the wise man in your heart.
Singing O why...Singing O why...

Oh. Letty asked about Chief Joseph and the Nez Perze tribe. Wish that more had been said about the attempted flight to Canada. It was amazing.

Nez Perce

The Hanyawat, or Creator, placed the Numiipu on the land at a time beyond measuring. The Numiipu honored the Hanyawat and Mother Earth through special songs and dances and gave thanks in many rituals, particularly the first feast, called the Keuuyit, which signified the first harvest of food.

The Numiipu occupied a territory that encompassed much of the land drained by the Snake River, in present-day north central Idaho, northeastern Oregon, and southeastern Washington. Communities clustered around family and extended kin groups and linked together into bands that identified with specific river drainages. Each settlement followed a variety of leaders. Some leaders organized groups to engage in hunting, others specialized in warfare, and still others focused on religious rituals, conflict resolution, or healing. Villages grouped together during the winter, but when spring came their members dispersed to gather roots and berries or to hunt for large game in the mountains. Views were generally aired in village councils, making it difficult for the entire group to establish a unified stand on any single issue. In 1800 approximately seven thousand people counted themselves Numiipu, speaking a common Sahaptian language and following a common set of religious rituals.

At the end of the eighteenth century, dramatic events taking place elsewhere on the North American continent began to affect the indigenous people of the Pacific Northwest. Exploratory voyages by James Cook, George Vancouver, and the Spaniard Alejandro Malespina introduced Europeans to the geography and natural wealth of the region, and the arrival of horses and trade goods from east of the Rocky Mountains fueled native interest in new technologies. News of strange visitors and isolated trade objects may have filtered into the Snake River country, and any rumors of newcomers would have been dramatically confirmed in 1805 when an exhausted party of Americans led by Meriwether Lewis and William Clark encountered a group of young boys playing near a camas-bulb field at Musselshell, near the Clearwater River in present-day Weippe, Idaho. The explorers called the Numiipu they encountered "Nez-Percés" (in French, "pierced noses"), adopting a name common in trading circles but without apparent basis in tribal life. Outsiders referred to the group by that name ever afterward.

The newcomers who arrived in increasing numbers thereafter brought about fundamental shifts in tribal life. Village leaders felt inadequate to advise their people concerning the myriad issues that suddenly presented themselves. New diseases, unprecedented trade pressures, political pressure, and Christian evangelism each pressed on the group, and in each arena traditional leaders felt overwhelmed by the pace of change. Over time groups within the tribe turned to a variety of outside groups for help. Some Nez Perces allied themselves with missionaries, who promised to protect them from unscrupulous traders and land-hungry settlers. Others formed alliances with fur traders, who married into Indian families and offered the tribe access to guns, tools, and blankets. But there were also those who refused to cooperate or interact with anyone who came from outside the tribe. While these diverse tactics may have made sense in the short run, they gradually undermined the unity of the Numiipu.

In 1855, the newly appointed governor of Washington Territory, Isaac I. Stevens, negotiated a treaty with the tribe that created a 7.5-million-acre reservation for the Nez Perces that was closed to non-Indians. While Christian Nez Perces such as the leader Halalhot'suut ("Lawyer") accepted the new treaty and welcomed the protection of the reservation, others rejected it and refused to be bound by a paper agreement. Tribesmen living east of the Snake along the Wallowa and Salmon Rivers rejected both Lawyer and the new treaty, maintaining a stance of defiance that only increased after gold was discovered on Nez Perce land in the 1860s and white encroachment accelerated. In 1863 Lawyer's followers agreed to a reduction of their reservation to accommodate the gold rush, while the resisters, led by Chief Joseph and White Bird, refused to recognize the new boundaries or to remain on the new reservation.

Between 1863 and 1877 the tribe became increasingly divided between those who accepted the new reservation and those who did not. Discord arose among families and friends. Certain factions took evasive action to avoid living on or near the new reservation. Tensions mounted until in the spring of 1877 a band of young Nez Perce men attacked some local settlers, setting off panic in both the Indian and white communities; the cavalry was mobilized, and most of the antitreaty group fled into the mountains. The result was the Nez Perce War of 1877. Led by Chief Joseph, Looking Glass, White Bird, Tuhoolhut'sut, and Aloqat (or Ollokot), the escaping tribesmen crossed the Rockies and headed north for the Canadian border. Their journey ended after four months of running gun battles just a few miles short of the Canadian border when Joseph, surrounded, and concerned that his women and children would soon fall victim to hunger and winter weather, promised to lay down his arms and "fight no more forever."

Following Joseph's surrender and imprisonment, most of the tribe resettled within the boundaries of the 1863 reservation, the only exceptions being Joseph and his most loyal followers, who were not permitted to return to Idaho. (They were forced to settle on the Colville Reservation in central Washington, where their descendants continue to live.) Forced to attend churches and government schools, the Nez Perces continued to struggle to sustain their traditions and community dignity. In 1889 the government began a process of dividing their reservation into individual homesteads, and in 1893 federal officials eagerly negotiated further sales of tribal lands to non-Indian farmers and cattlemen. Thus the tribe's original land base of 7.5 million acres (Treaty of 1855), was reduced to 750,000 acres in the Treaty of 1863. In 1893 the Dawes Act reduced the 1863 Treaty reservation to one-tenth of that, and made the present reservation resemble a checker-board. Nevertheless, tribal people continued to engage in berry and root gathering on the high plateaus, to speak their own language, and to sustain the family and band ties that had served them so well in the days before Lewis and Clark. Poverty and disease stalked the tribe, but it refused to disappear. In 1923 James Stuart, an educated Christian Nez Perce, became the first president of the Nez Perce Home and Farm Association, a group that reorganized itself in 1948 to become the Nez Perce Tribal Executive Committee, a group that has continued to this day.

In keeping with traditional practice, the executive committee is responsible to the General Council of the Nez Perce Tribe, a body that consists of all enrolled members of the tribe. While only adult members of the general council who reside within the original boundaries of the 1855 reservation may participate in the election of the executive committee, all members of the general council review and discuss reports from elected officials and departmental managers. The council also hears the executive committee's reports regarding its management of a work force of more than 250 people and a tribal budget that in the 1990s approached $2 million. One popular program administered by the committee has as its goal the reacquisition of tribal lands lost through sale or fraud.

Today over thirty-three hundred people are enrolled as members of the Nez Perce tribe. Their government is committed to ensuring a viable future for the community by providing social services, protecting treaty rights and tribal sovereignty, and securing a basis for economic development and growth. Like many other tribes, the Nez Perces have prevailed in most challenges to their treaty rights, but opposition persists. The strength of this opposition has tested the fortitude of the tribe, which continues to look to a brighter future.

http://college.hmco.com/history/readerscomp/naind/html/na_025800_nezperce.htm

INDIAN SUMMER
Tommy Dorsey
- words by Al Dubin, Music by Victor Herbert
- written in 1919 as a piano piece subtitled "An American Idyll"
- lyrics added in 1939

Summer, you old Indian Summer
You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
You see so many dreams that don't come true
Dreams we fashioned when Summertime was new
You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken
By a word that somebody left unspoken
You're the ghost of a romance in June going astray
Fading too soon, that's why I say
"Farewell to you Indian Summer"

Well my alarm clock is telling me it's time to make the sacred coffee offering to my yearning body. But before I leave I have to tell you of Sarah Brightman singing a song which many a woman has sung but not in her dulcet tones.

Early One Morning

by Sarah Brightman

Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,

I heard a maid singing in the valley below;

"O don't deceive me,

O do not leave me!

How could you use a poor maiden so?"



"O gay is the garland, fresh are the roses

I've culled from the garden to bind on thy brow.

O don't deceive me,

O do not leave me!

How could you use a poor maiden so?"





"Remember the vows that you made to your Mary,

Remember the bow'r where you vow'd to be true;

O don't deceive me,

O never leave me!

How could you use a poor maiden so?"





Thus sung the poor maiden, her sorrow bewailing,

Thus sung the poos maiden in the valley below;

"O don't deceive me,

O do not leave me!

How could you use a poor maiden so?"

Good morning, WA2K folks and songsters.

Thanks to Bob, we all have a great background for the amerinds of America. That was one segment of my life when I was a kid--fascination with the OP's of America. Letty obviously didn't spell Nez Perze correctly but I do recall it was an epithet because of the fact that they pierced their noses.

edgar was quick to follow up with Indian Summer, which fit our theme and dj's wonderful Jim Croce songs are ones that I still love.

We also appreciate Cyracuz's unusual song, and the fact that we may not have heard it before, only makes it more welcome.

Just as Bob, I find functioning properly means one must have a little caffeine.

Let's follow through with the history lesson:













Today in History - May 6


Today is Friday, May 6, the 126th day of 2005. There are 239 days left in the year.

Today's Highlight in History:

On May 6, 1937, the hydrogen-filled German dirigible ``Hindenburg'' burned and crashed in Lakehurst, N.J., killing 35 of the 97 people on board and a Navy crewman on the ground.

On this date:

In 1861, Arkansas seceded from the Union.

In 1889, the Paris Exposition formally opened, featuring the just-completed Eiffel Tower.

In 1910, Britain's King Edward the VII died.

In 1935, the Works Progress Administration began operating.

In 1942, during World War II, some 15,000 Americans and Filipinos on Corregidor surrendered to the Japanese.

In 1954, medical student Roger Bannister broke the 4-minute mile during a track meet in Oxford, England, in 3 minutes and 59.4 seconds.

In 1981, Yale architecture student Maya Ying Lin was named winner of a competition to design the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.

In 1987, CIA Director William J. Casey died at age 74.

In 1994, Britain's Queen Elizabeth II and French President Francois Mitterrand formally opened the Channel Tunnel between their countries.

In 1996, the body of former CIA director William E. Colby was found washed up on a riverbank in southern Maryland, eight days after he'd disappeared.

Ten years ago: Friends and relatives of the Oklahoma City bombing victims made a somber pilgrimage to the site of the attack to say goodbye to their loved ones. In London, thousands of World War II veterans celebrated the 50th anniversary of VE Day. Long-shot Thunder Gulch won the 121st Kentucky Derby.

Five years ago: Jack Mazzan, who'd spent 20 years on death row for the murder of a judge's son, was released on bail, three months after the Nevada Supreme Court reversed his conviction. (Before he could be tried again, Mazzan pleaded guilty to killing Richard Minor Jr. and received a life sentence; Mazzan has since sought parole, unsuccessfully.) Fusaichi Pegasus became the first favorite to win the Kentucky Derby since Spectacular Bid in 1979.

One year ago: President Bush apologized for the abuse of Iraqi prisoners by American soldiers, calling it ``a stain on our country's honor''; he rejected calls for Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld's resignation. The FBI arrested Oregon lawyer Brandon Mayfield as part of the investigation into the Madrid train bombings; however, the bureau later said Mayfield's arrest had been a mistake, and apologized. An estimated 51.1 million people tuned in for the final first-run episode of ``Friends'' on NBC.

Sorry, all, for the white gap.

Good Morning! While you are having that second cup of morning pick-up, I'll post the WA2K B.D. celebrities, and a picture, or two, and then join you.

Letty said: "when I was a kid--fascination with the OP's of America."
What's an OP, Letty?

1758 Maximilien Robespierre, leader of the French Revolution and Reign of Terror (France; died 1794)
1856 Sigmund Freud, psychiatrist and founder of psychoanalysis (Freiburg, Moravia; died 1939)
Robert E. Peary, Arctic explorer and discoverer of the North Pole (Cresson, PA; died 1920)
1895 Rudolph Valentino, actor (Castellaneta, Italy; died 1926)
1913 Stewart Granger, actor (London, England; died 1993)
1913 Carmen Cavallaro New York NY, pianist/actor(Hollywood Canteen, Diamond Horseshoe) died 1989
, 1914 Randall Jarrell, poet/novelist/critic (Nashville, TN; died 1965)
1915 Orson Welles, actor/director (Kenosha, WI; died 1985)
Theodore H. White, journalist/author (Boston, MA; died 1986)
1931 Willie Mays, baseball player (Westfield, AL)
1945 Bob Seger, singer/songwriter (Ann Arbor, MI)
1953 Tony Blair, British prime minister (Edinburgh, Scotland)
1959 Mare Winningham, actress (Phoenix, AZ)
1960 Roma Downey, actress (Derry, Northern Ireland)
1961 George Clooney, actor (Lexington, KY)

Raggedy, WOW! There's Rudy, the gaucho and the sheik all rolled into one.

Incidentally, my dear friend. OP's is an abbreviation for original people, like everyone here.

What an unlikely trio, audience:

Valentino
Freud
Welles

I read somewhere that The War of the Worlds is being remade, so I guess we had better add H.G. to that trio and make it a quartet.

They can come to my house anytime, folks. Sooooo here's George's auntie singing an invite:

Come on-a my house my house, I'm gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give a you
Apple a plum and apricot-a too eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house I'm gonna give a you
Figs and dates and grapes and cakes eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you everything

let's see, folks. Freud can bring his couch
Orson his rosebud
Rudolph --simply himself <sigh>
and H.G. his time machine.

Of course, I don't think any of our ladies here would kick George Clooney out of bed.

Yes, I guess that Clooney guy would do in a pinch. :wink:

Glad you clarified that Letty. I was afraid you might mean a kid fascination with "office politics". That worried me. (lol)

Love it, Raggedy.

Well, I must be away a bit to go to the doc's office. It is absolutely beautiful here today, listeners, so I have no excuse to stay cloistered inside the studio.

Incidentally, as far as I know, (oldest sister is the keeper of the flame) I am just a plain old WASP with no sting.

Back later, all.

OLD TIME ROCK ROLL

by Bob Seeger

Old time rock & roll

Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music aln 't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock'n' roll

Still like that old time rock'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll
Won't go to hear them play a tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only sure way to get me to go
Start playing old time rock 'n' roll
Call me a relic, call me what you will
Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill
Today' music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Still like that old time rock'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll

Well, listeners, I'm back in the studios and love that old rock and roll.
I suppose if Bob is going to do old time stuff, I had better follow suit:

Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me

It was good for the Hebrew children
It was good for the Hebrew children
It was good for the Hebrew children
It's good enough for me

Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me

It was good for dad and mother
It was good for dad and mother
It was good for dad and mother
And it's good enough for me

Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me

It will do when I am dyin'
It will do when I am dyin'
It will do when I am dyin'
It's good enough for me

Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me
Jim Reeves Lyrics

Well, all. It seems that in America, business is booming with Jesus stuff again in an evangelical way. Ah, me, even NASCAR is racing for Jesus, and Hollywood is right on top of it all.

What exploitation! Don't think my mom would approve, either.