Johnny Castille Was A Union Member And A Liberal Democrat
I am sad to report the passing of my friend Johnny Castille.
Johnny was proud of his longtime membership in the United Auto Workers as a General Motors employee in Indiana.
He often referred to himself as a “liberal Democrat.”
Johnny had also fought in Vietnam.
He was a member of St. Anne’s Catholic Church in Houston.
Johnny was one of the first friends I made after I moved to Houston in 1998.
Waiting for his full retirement benefits to kick in after leaving GM, Johnny took a job as a bagger at a local supermarket.
He and I struck up a friendship in the once or twice a week I would see him at the store.
I’m sorry to say that after Johnny’s health no longer allowed him to work at the store, I did not do a good job in keeping in touch.
He left the store within the last six months or so. I made one effort to call him at home.
Johnny did not have a cellphone or a computer or an answering machine.
I just should have kept calling until I reached him.
If you have someone you value in your life, try keep in touch with them as best you can
Poem By A “Factory Girl” Working In 19th-Century Textile Mill
Below is a poem written by a “factory girl” of Lowell, Massachusetts. The anonymous author of this poem was an Irish immigrant of the 19th century working in a textile mill in Lowell.
Above is a picture of abandoned mills in Lowell.
Here is a link to the American Textile History Museum in Lowell.
Here is the Lowell National Historical Park which features Lowell’s mill history.
Here is a history of Irish immigration to the United States.
Here is the poem—
When I set out for Lowell,
Some factory for to find,
I left my native country
And all my friends behind.
But now I am in Lowell,
And summon’d by the bell,
I think less of the factory
Than of my native dell.
The factory bell begins to ring
And we must obey
And to our old employment go,
Or else be turned away.
Come all ye weary factory girls,
I’ll have you understand,
I’m going to leave the factory
And return to my native land.
I’m Sending $30 To The TexBlog Pac
I’m sending $30 to the TexBlog Pac.
I’m sending the money by Morse Code. ( Drawing below is of the ship captain who screams at me in my dreams each night. What does it mean and why won’t he let me just send my messages?)
No–You can’t send money by Morse Code. I figured that out after a 75 minute conversation with Sprint.
They put me on hold 4 times!
Why am I sending $30 to the TexBlog Pac?
It’s because of my close personal relationships with members of the TexBlog Pac board.
Oh no, hold on—I’m confused about that as well.
What the hell—If Sadat could go to Israel, a lowly blogger like myself can send those folks $30.
I’m sending this money because I agree with the stated goal of the TexBlog Pac of winning control of the Texas House of Representatives, and my guess is the people involved are competent to put money into the correct races.
Though it would be nice to see a woman on the board of directors. That would be more fully inclusive and representative of Texas progressive and liberal voters.
(The two paragraphs above are straight lines for the information of more literal minded blog readers. )
NEWS FLASH! BREAKING! UPDATE!
I’m told by my sources that a woman board member is on the way! This had been in the works for sometime now. The TexBlog Pac is ahead of the curve.
Texas Democrats must gain six seats in 2008 to reach the goal of winning the House.
I’m also looking forward to the Texas Democratic Party running a brutally efficient targeted campaign to help win back the Texas House.
No…Wait…I’m confused again. I guess I’ve not had any caffeine this morning. Or is it the three Long Island Iced Teas I had for breakfast?
Here is the link to the Texas Democratic Party. Check out the home page–You’ll see it features the “Latest News” all the way up to—and including— January 3.
I’ve updated my blog 30 times since that date.
Hey–I’m sure those folks are busy.
The “GOP Watch” feature is updated through December 19.
Maybe Texas Republicans have not done anything bad since December 19.
I’ll be dropping my Blog Pac donation in the mail today.
Below is a picture of my post office.
Yes, you’re right—That is indeed what a post office looks like in Senegal. I’ve been blogging from Senegal all this time.
Copland’s Appalachian Spring Should Be New National Anthem
I’ve recently been listening to Aaron Copland’s Appalachian Spring.
(Here is another link to Aaron Copland.)
( Above is a picture from near Bristol, Tennessee.)
I think this American classic, which lasts around 25 minutes, should be the new national anthem.
(Click here to listen to a program about Appalachian Spring.)
For one thing, unlike our present national anthem, the song has no mention of war.
For another thing , if we were all to silently reflect and consider our nation and our lives for 25 minutes each time we listened to our new national anthem, maybe we would be a better country.
Though I admit, it would be an act of discipline for some not to focus on their anger and disappointments for those 25 minutes.
Still, I think we could all use some more time to think things out.
In Appalachian Spring, Copland “samples”, to use a more modern word, a portion of the Shaker hymn “Simple Gifts” ( Here is a history of Shaker music. Here is a history of who the Shakers are.)
Here are the lyrics to Simple Gifts—
- ‘Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free,
- ‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
- And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
- ‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
- When true simplicity is gain’d,
- To bow and to bend we shan’t be asham’d,
- To turn, turn will be our delight,
- Till by turning, turning we come round right.
I think these would be excellent lyrics for our national anthem.
Here is a link to the Appalachian Regional Commission.
Here is a link to the Urban Appalachian Council of Greater Cincinnati.
Saturday Thanks & Links—Dwarf Hippo Edition
Thanks to everybody who linked to Texas Liberal this week or who added the blog to their blogroll.
Rakoto’s Rants: The Malagasy Dwarf Hippo linked to my Martin Luther King Reading & Reference List.
This blog is in Madagascar! Can you beat that? I hope these folks visit Houston someday so I can show them around town.
The Malagasy Dwarf Hippo is now extinct. Though there are two living Pygmy Hippo species in the world.
The drawing above is of the pre-historic Cretan Dwarf Hippo that lived on the island of Crete. (Photo below of Crete. I wish I could tell you I was blogging from Crete–But I’m not.)
Unusual Music’s Journal also linked to the King post.
georigaism linked to my post about the self-destructing palm tree.
Thanks to both these fellow-bloggers.
My friend Diane in Maryland linked to a post about Bush, Grant & Jefferson from her blog Bean and Bee. Thank you Diane. Always excellent to hear from you.
The very good people at Panhandle Truth Squad in Amarillo linked to my post asking why Obama does not say it would be okay if he really were a Muslim.
This week I added the Collin County Observer to my blogroll. These Texas bloggers seem serious about what they are doing and no doubt the area in which they live merits the scrutiny.
I also added the Bay of Fundy Blog. This blogger lives near the Bay of Fundy and sees the big tides roll in and out. It sounds great. Her latest post is about an odd looking lobster.
Thanks to everybody who reads Texas Liberal.
History Of Super Tuesday Primary Day
Texas Liberal live blogging of Super Tuesday results is up and running.
The Super Tuesday Primary Day has a relatively modern history. The first Super Tuesday took place in 1988.
(Above is a person voting in Poland. It would be fun to have such a big tall ballot box where I voted. Please also note the ballot box is decorated with a plant and that the voter seems quite happy. Voting can indeed be fun. )
Super Tuesday resulted from concerns about the nominating process before 1988, and has evolved—if we take the word “evolve” to not mean the same as “improve”—from smaller regional primaries held in the 1970’s and 80’s.
And whatever it’s process-driven roots, the real purpose has been to enhance the influence of the states taking part in Super Tuesday.
(Look at all the choices the people have in whatever election is represented on the ballot sheet below. Still, having many choices does not mean folks have true alternatives).
In short, there is a good measure of silliness and state-against-state competition in the Super Tuesday concept.
Objections to the way the nominating process took place before Super Tuesday were the long gap between New Hampshire and other primaries in which candidates fell out of the daily news, the expense of the nominating campaign, the physical strain on candidates, and the length of the campaign with the primaries extending into May and June.
Objections to the current process are that the nomination is locked up before voters know the candidates, the money it requires run in many states at once and –of course–that the campaign season is so long.
( If you see Fred Thompson’s name on your ballot, please recall he has quit the race. Nobody wanted him.)
In 1980 and ’84, Alabama, Georgia and Florida voted on the same day in the second week of March. That smaller regional primary day is the foundation of the current Super Tuesday.
On March 8, 1988 16 states, 10 from the south, all held primaries.
Voila! Super Tuesday was born.
(People value the ballot all across the world.)
In 1992, Super Tuesday was termed “March Madness” with an 8 state primary on March 3 and an increasing number of states holding primaries in March.
In 1996, March brought on successive Tuesdays a “Junior Tuesday” of ten states—including five in New England—, a Super Tuesday with seven mostly Southern states and, finally, a “Big Ten” Tuesday of ten states with a focus on the industrial Midwest. There was also a three state western primary that included California on March 26. ( Please click here for a Texas Liberal history of the California Primary.)
In 2000, 11 states held primaries on March 7. This was the earliest date allowed by Democrats for states other than Iowa or New Hampshire to hold a primary or caucus. On March 14, another big Southern-dominated primary day was held.
In 2004, a national Super Tuesday was held with California, New York, Massachusetts, Ohio, Georgia and five other states voting on the first Tuesday in March.
( Sometimes voting forces us to view a complex world in black and white.)
For 2008 the dam has broken. 24 states will be holding a primary or caucus on the very early date of February 5.
In each election cycle Super Tuesday, or one of its close cousins, has basically ended the race.
For Republicans, George H.W. Bush, Bob Dole and George W. Bush wrapped it up on the big day(s). The same has been true for Democrats Mike Dukakis, Bill Clinton, Al Gore and John Kerry.
Will the nomination fight in at least one of the parties survive past Super Tuesday 2008?
For the sake of blog traffic, I very much hope so.
(Please click here for other Texas Liberal political history posts. Texas Liberal will lead the way in blogging political history in 2008.)
(This person cared about voting and thought Woodrow Wilson should support the right of women to vote.)
Seafood Industry Should Stress Upside Of Mercury
The New York Times reports that relatively small amounts of bluefin tuna sushi consumption can leave you with a lot of mercury in your body. The same may well apply to other types of sushi as well.
All we ever hear about are the downsides of mercury.
What about the basic fairness of hearing about what is good and positive about mercury?
The seafood industry needs to fight back. ( Don’t worry though–They are fighting back. And yes, if you look at the web page, you’ll find that pregnant women should indeed eat fish. Here is the list of groups that say it is okay. )
Here is a little bit about mercury from the excellent Nature’s Building Blocks–An A-Z Guide To The Elements by John Emsley—(Just one more book in The Texas Liberal library.)
Mercury has no biological role even though it is present in every living thing. It is widespread because it is present in the atmosphere due to it’s volatility, both as the metal and as the organomercury compounds which are formed by micro-organisms.
Mercury is perfectly natural.
Mercury poisoning was once relatively common but is now rare hanks to…health ands safety regulations and the phasing out of many of it’s uses. All mercury compounds are toxic…(it) can pass the blood-brain barrier and move across the placenta, with the result that mercury affects the central nervous system and cause fetal deformities.
Notice use of the word “can.” Mercury CAN cause fetal deformities. It’s not a given. Simply enjoy your sushi responsibly and as a matter of personal choice.
…When syphilis became a problem in Europe in the fifteenth-century, the only known cure was (mercury)…intense salivation was known as a side-effect…the “cure” as it was known was risky and almost as feared as the disease itself.
Mercury cures syphilis.
The phrase “mad as a hatter” owes its derivation to the use of mercury in the hat industry, and described the behavior of those whose job it was to turn beaver and rabbit fur into felt, the raw material from which hats used to be made. In order to get the short hairs of this type of fur to mat together, the pelts were dipped in a solution of mercury nitrate and then dried. Workers in the industry often suffered from “hatter’s shakes” and “mercury madness”
Mercury created jobs until the do-gooders came along.
Some mercury is still used to treat seed corn to make it resistant to fungal disease…By the 1960’s the practice had become widespread…Sadly this form of crop protection led to several mass-poisonings in developing countries.
Mercury was quite helpful up until the villagers made the choice to eat the corn. They just did not know when to stop. Today’s well-educated urban sushi consumers know when to stop, and they also know that for people like themselves there are no limits in this world.
Here is a list of ecologically sound fish to eat and depleted species to avoid eating. It comes from the Monterrey Bay Aquarium.
Below is a drawing of a bluefin tuna.
Here are facts about this fish.
Here is information about overfishing of these creatures
I’ve Been To A Half-Gay Wedding
While I have not been to a gay wedding, I have been to a wedding in which one of the participants was gay.
This was in Cincinnati, Ohio somewhere between 15 and 20 years ago.
Gay people can get married—even in Cincinnati—as long as they marry someone of the opposite gender.
That’s the catch.
Gay marriage is an excellent idea because people should have the right to marry the person of legal age that they choose to marry. Life is brutal and short. Why create barriers between people?
The groom was gay at the wedding I was at in Cincinnati.
An issue behind the wedding was, as I understood it, getting health insurance for one of the married couple. Though they were close friends as well.
Good enough!
I was not formally invited to this ceremony.
I just happened to run into the bride the day before the wedding and she said I should come. I knew her from around.
If you’re lucky, you had a point in your life when you could walk down a city street and know people. I guess I’m too old for that at 40–or maybe Houston is an inhuman place where people drive around a lot– but it sure was fun in my early 20’s.
I think anybody at all could have come to that wedding. That’s good.
People who include are good. People who exclude are jerks.
The couple was married in the above-pictured “Temple of Love” in Cincinnati’s Mt. Storm Park.
As I recall it, this detail is a bit hazy, they were married by some kind of “priestess.” I recall the ceremony being conducted by a woman in some sort of white flowing robe-like garment
Temple of Love is just what that thing is called—-
“Mr. Strauch designed the Temple of Love in 1852, which still stands as an outstanding landmark to Mt. Storm today. The white columns of this Corinthian style pergola, which can be seen on the east lawn, was once the cover for a reservoir that supplied water to Mr. Bowler’s seventeen greenhouses, gardens, orchards, and a waterfall and swan lake on which seven black swans swam.”
The flower girls were men in dresses. They handed out flowers and kissed guests on the cheek.
Now that’s good clean fun!
Later that night there was a reception in a loft in Cincinnati’s Over-The-Rhine neighborhood.
I ate squid and drank wine. I remember eating a lot of squid.
I got married in a Las Vegas hotel by a guy in a purple robe. For the reception we went bowling.
Please click here for the excellent photo of my wife in her wedding dress holding a bowling ball. My wife is the best person in the world.
People should be able to have the relationships they want.
People can define family any way they wish.
Any type of wedding ceremony is good. People can express their feelings in whatever way suits them.
(Please click here to see how the gay lifestyle is taking over Galveston, Texas)
Below is a picture of Over-The-Rhine in Cincinnati. As you can tell, it is an older community. There is nothing of merit about the persistent poverty in this neighborhood. Yet I would not trust the forces of gentrification as far as I could toss them. I won’t pretend I have the solution to making Over-The-Rhine a better place.
Self-Destructing Palm Tree & Madagascar Blog Links
Above is a picture of the newly discovered exploding self-destructing palm tree from Madagascar.
Here are some details from the Associated Press—
“It’s spectacular,” said Mijoro Rakotoarinivo of the Royal Botanical Gardens in Madagascar. “It does not flower for maybe 100 years and can be mistaken for other types of palm. But then a large shoot grows out of the top and starts to spread, a bit like a Christmas tree.” Those branches then become covered in hundreds of tiny white flowers that ooze with nectar, attracting insects and birds.
But the effort of flowering and fruiting depletes the tree so much, said John Dransfield, a botanist and the author of the study, that within a few months it collapses and dies. The palm tree, which grows to 66 feet, is found only in a remote region in the northwest of the country. Puzzling Mr. Dransfield is how botanists had missed such a ”whopping palm” until now, adding that there appear to be only about 100 in existence. He suggests that the tree has been quietly living and dramatically dying in Madagascar for 80 million years.”
Here is a link to The International Palm Society.
Here is an article on taking care of your palm tree from TreeHelp.com
Here is a link on the evolution of palm trees from The Palm Society of Florida.
Here is the palm in Christian symbolism from the Catholic Encyclopedia.
Here is information of the severe problem of tropical deforestation from NASA.
Here is information about Madagascar from the BBC—
The Malagasy are thought to be descendants of Africans and Indonesians who settled on the island more than 2,000 years ago. Malagasy pay a lot of attention to their dead and spend much effort on ancestral tombs, which are opened from time to time so the remains can be carried in procession, before being rewrapped in fresh shrouds.
After sometimes harsh French colonial rule, which included the bloody suppression of an uprising in 1947, Madagascar gained independence in 1960. The military seized power in the early 1970s with the aim of achieving a socialist paradise.
This did not materialise. The economy went into decline and by 1982 the authorities were forced to adopt a structural adjustment programme imposed by the International Monetary Fund.
The World Bank has estimated that 70% of Malagasy live on less than $1 per day. Poverty and the competition for agricultural land have put pressure on the island’s dwindling forests, home to much of Madagascar’s unique wildlife and key to its emerging tourist industry.
The island has strong ties with France as well as economic and cultural links with French-speaking West Africa.
Here is a blog from Madagascar called Blog Maivana
Here is Rakato’s Rants—The Malagasy Dwarf Hippo
Here is Madagascar information from the great folks at Global Voices.
Some more facts about Madagascar—
Full name: Republic of Madagascar
Population: 17.2 million (via UN, 2006)
Capital: Antananarivo
Area: 587,041 sq km (226,658 sq miles)
Major languages: Malagasy (official), French
Major religions: Indigenous beliefs, Christianity
Life expectancy: 54 years (men), 57 years (women) (UN)
Monetary unit: Ariary
Main exports: Vanilla, coffee, seafood, cloves, petroleum products, chromium, fabrics
GNI per capita: US $290 (World Bank, 2006)
Here is a sunset photo of the capital city of Antananarivo—