Per my daily almanac, today is the birthday in 1915 of Ol’ Blue Eyes himself, Frank Sinatra.
Whether or not you love or hate the guy, his music, his style, and his connections made him a force to reckon with in both the entertainment industry and politics. My high school choral teacher said he had the best phrasing, except for the whole “do be do be do” thing.
He came from nowhere, got ‘connected’, and the Mob allegedly paid girls to scream when he first performed live. He went to Hollywood, and it was thought his career had tanked. Then, he showed he could act. And he was renewed.
He was friends with mob guys like Sam Giancana, politicians like Jack Kennedy, and beauties like Marilyn Monroe. After Bogie passed away in 1957, he assumed chairmanship of The Rat Pack – a group of cool dudes including a black guy, Sammy Davis, Jr. This integration was unheard of in 50′s Hollywood.
He was a loyal friend. When Sammy got in trouble with the IRS, he didn’t tell the guys. Frank found out and called him, and asked, “How much are you in for?” $15 million was the reply. “I’ll write you a check.” said Frank.
He passed in 1998. Way too soon for my taste.
He did it his way.
(at least as far as person born the same day having similar personality traits…)
November 2, Birthdays
1734 Daniel Boone frontiersman/explorer (US Hall of Fame-1915)
1755 Marie-Antoinette Queen of France, let them eat cake
1913 Burt Lancaster NYC, actor (From Here to Eternity, Elmer Gantry)
1938 Patrick Buchanan conservative political columnist
1961 k.d. lang country singer (& the Reclines-Absolute Torch & Twang)
h/t Today in History
OldNFO posted this yesterday (I’m certain with forethought of today).
His point was we might have won some battles, but may ultimately lose the war because of the lack of proper education of the young, who will eventually inherit this mess.
Regardless of the undertone of the message, I post it today to honor the memory of a great man, who grew in his lifetime from a proponent of gun control to become the President of the National Rifle Association.
Watch and listen. Remember and learn. Thank you, Mr. Heston, for all you did. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
OldNFO, NRA News
Someone with way too much time on their hands (and a computer) took the images of all the movie James Bonds and made a composite, mega-Bond:
To see how they did it, click on the photo for the evolution.
(courtesy of Mental Floss)
3. Not only did Bradbury never get a driver’s license, he didn’t believe in cars for anyone. His own personal aversion came from seeing a fatal car accident when he was just 16. In 1996, he told Playboy, “I saw six people die horribly in an accident. I walked home holding on to walls and trees. It took me months to begin to function again. So I don’t drive. But whether I drive or not is irrelevant. The automobile is the most dangerous weapon in our society—cars kill more than wars do.”
I remember Ray Bradbury fondly for Twilight Zone’s I Sing The Body Electric, and Alfred Hitchcock Hour’s The Jar. Of course, I AM a child of television. He and Isaac Asimov and Robert Heinlein are my Sci-Fi triumvirate.
Bradbury didn’t fly, either – he took trains.
Some years back, when I was (somewhat) gainfully employed @ TMCCC, and part-time less-gainfully employed at my favorite firearms emporium (part-time), I was tempted with a ‘modified’ gun.
Not illegal, but, ‘customized’, fitting a specific taste. And documentation identifying the previous owner who had requested the customization.
She was a Colt 70 Series, Commander, .45 caliber, blue, good cosmetically. With the grip frame gunsmith-
modified to Officer’s Model length!! Talk about made for concealment!
This was long before manufacturer’s began mass-producing such a thing. The only initial caveat was she needed an ambi-safety (I’m left handed). Easily done.
She had Pachmayr stocks, and it was ‘suggested’ (pretty much demanded) by the shop staff, smith, and hanger’s on that ‘we’ remove said stocks to see the internal machining. Because one never knows…
Good thing we did.
She appeared as though someone had chopped off the base of the grip frame with a hack saw (after a few beers), and then added many unnecessary tool marks whilst shaping the internals and the mechanism.
In short, a messed-up piece of hardware. So, I declined.
In hindsight, she probably wouldn’t have been shot much, and would have become a safe queen, destined to be stolen with the rest of the collection and the safe a couple years later. Sigh.
Documents indicated she had been previous owned by one Carlos Estevez, who had been branded with a domestic disturbance charge. Federal law determined he must divest his ownership of all firearms as a result. The shop acquired a number of his for sale.
He even looks like a jerk!
I first saw The Avengers (the Patrick McNee BBC vehicle, not the comic books or movies) in the mid 60s, about the same time I hit puberty.
She didn’t have a huge top, nor was she actually skilled in the use of firearms, judo and karate. But, my hormones didn’t care. Here was a smart, sexy woman, dressed every-so-often in a black (or blue, or some other color) leather catsuit.
And I’ve been hooked ever since.
Not just she, but all her descendants and antecedents – because there were some predecessors I’d not seen prior, or hadn’t noticed because puberty hadn’t yet hit.
Honor Blackman (who played her predecessor on the British-only Avengers) played Pussy Galore in Goldfinger, at times in a catsuit. Of course there was Honey West, Catwoman, and a whole bevvy of slinky women in catsuits since.
And they keep showing up! The cat burglar who replaces the broken.missing valuables in the insurance TV commercial being the most recent.
It seems SEX sells.
(Regular readers know I love character actors!)
Certainly all of you remember him from ‘The McCoys’ aka ‘The Real McCoys’ 50s television show. But he was so much more.
He was in such diverse films as The Invisible Man and Bride of Frankenstein. He received the very first Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor as Swan Bostrom in Come and Get It (1936).
And most of us remember him as the preacher in Sergeant York: “Them’s a mess of beef critter’s, Alvin.”
He was a conservative and religious (although private regarding which variety of religion). He died of emphysema at age 80.
While travelling in Oregon with the family (in 1986), I got to drive by his ranch. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to stop.
I’m certain it would have been cool, even though he’d passed in 1974. I even do a passable impression of him, although my roommate tells me it’s the same as my Pepperidge Farm guy impression.
“Lilly Langtry, Lilly Langtry! (Judge Roy Bean in the Westerner)
We miss you, Walter.
(I suppose for poetic sake it should have been seven lessons…?)
Now, I’m not going to enumerate them all for you here, as you should be reading and/or listening to Kenn (on his podcast) anyway, but, I will give you a snippet:
~In this classic Western from 1960′s there are some messages and things I want to see if you caught when you saw it. It’s the story of an oppressed Mexican peasant village that recruits seven gunfighters to help defend their homes. The concept originated from a Japanese film the Seven Samurai (Shichinin no Samurai) and its been used ever since. I think, the A-Team and The Expendables today have borrowed from it.
Unknowingly, many pro-gun rights guys have fallen into the trap of allowing themselves to be promoted to the low ranks of a murderer. You have let the macho take over and have confused the facts. You carry a gun or choose to because you can, and have decided to for various reasons but you are not a killer. Gun ownership has moved into the realms of being a smoker. Less desirable. I am trying to bring you back.~
Please visit the link above, and read the whole piece.
Rev. Kenn Blanchard, aka the Black Man With A Gun™ is an internationally known figure in the gun rights community since 1991. He is a former US Marine, federal police officer, intelligence officer and trainer. He produces the Urban Shooter Podcast, voice overs, motivates, inspires and writes for the Blanchard Media Group. http://twitter.com/kennblanchard, email@example.com
The Ten Ring asked his wife (a former blogger) to respond to writer Stephen King’s screed (now available on Kindle) with regard to guns, gun rights, gun ownership, and the character of American gun owners.
The telling passage:
Style and mistakes aside, King tries to add to the national dialog about gun violence. The last section of this short work, lists policy ideas that might cut down on gun violence. One notion is a ban on “assault weapons” but he loses his argument when he gets too cute by half, honey.King justifies calling for such a ban by insulting owners of semi-automatics (a gun that fires one round per trigger pull). He says that the owners only use these guns to fire as fast as they can while yelling yeehaw and getting horny…
Can you say ignorance and outright bigotry?
Can you imagine if he downplayed or maligned any other groups’ rights or actions in this manner? Said group would have his head on a pike!
Of course, as responsible firearms owners, we must show restraint in our response, lest we provide more ammunition for bigots like King.
In the pervasive environment of political correctness, it’s never appropriate to malign Blacks, gays, women, other religions, other individual ethnic groups or classes. And, of course, it shouldn’t be.
But apparently legitimate gun owners are still okay to target. With such moronic comments as he made above.
I’ve enjoyed a number of Mr. King’s books, and films made from them. He can be a great writer. AND, he’s allowed his opinions. And I mine.
He’s a bigoted idiot.