LETTERS TO THE EDITORMy, my, Carl Brown stirring up controversy already ... will this never end?
Firstly, I agree in the main with both writers of the “hate mail,” contained herein.
Secondly, this was my bad, fellows. I meant to write “re-deployed” instead of “re-upped.” Big difference.
Thirdly, the time period was not spelled out, so it might have been some particular month or six-month period or whatever. I confirmed my memory of this BIG NEWS ITEM through the recollections of a theological friend of mine at Highland Baptist.
If you re-up, you want to go back for God and country, and if you are re-deployed, you don’t have much choice. And chances are, you’re leaving your spouse or lover or small children behind.
My point was about suicide, and even one is too many.
‘Nuff said. And my “suicide by cop” analogy was flawed. Sorry about that, too. Sloppy work on my part.
Firstly, I agree in the main with both writers of the “hate mail,” contained herein.
Secondly, this was my bad, fellows. I meant to write “re-deployed” instead of “re-upped.” Big difference.
Thirdly, the time period was not spelled out, so it might have been some particular month or six-month period or whatever. I confirmed my memory of this BIG NEWS ITEM through the recollections of a theological friend of mine at Highland Baptist.
If you re-up, you want to go back for God and country, and if you are re-deployed, you don’t have much choice. And chances are, you’re leaving your spouse or lover or small children behind.
My point was about suicide, and even one is too many.
‘Nuff said. And my “suicide by cop” analogy was flawed. Sorry about that, too. Sloppy work on my part.
MEDICAL MARIJUANA, HEMP AND BALLOT INITIATIVES The Kentucky legislature should put referendums on the ballot in 2010 with respect to medical marijuana and legal hemp production. Fourteen states now have passed medical marijuana laws by popular vote ... so why should Kentucky pols be afraid to put the matter to the peoples’ will?
This is the essence of democracy.
Instead, the politicians in Frankfort want the casino issue back on the ballot and one friend of mine in the legislature wants to wipe out that quaint clause in Kentucky’s Constitution which requires “that you’ve not fought in a duel”; he says it makes us sound silly. (Actually, that’s how Mitch and I probably would have settled differences once and for all ... so maybe we need that left intact in the Kentucky Constitution.)
What does make us look silly and backward is not having the good sense to get ahead of the curve and supply the nation with quality medical marijuana, and hemp for garments, boots, parachutes, handbags, etc., etc., etc.
Does economic stimulus ring a bell?
Tax the hell out of the medical marijuana and hemp industries; it would create jobs, balance the budget and make us shine.
Does the king have no clothes?
Instead, the politicians in Frankfort want the casino issue back on the ballot and one friend of mine in the legislature wants to wipe out that quaint clause in Kentucky’s Constitution which requires “that you’ve not fought in a duel”; he says it makes us sound silly. (Actually, that’s how Mitch and I probably would have settled differences once and for all ... so maybe we need that left intact in the Kentucky Constitution.)
What does make us look silly and backward is not having the good sense to get ahead of the curve and supply the nation with quality medical marijuana, and hemp for garments, boots, parachutes, handbags, etc., etc., etc.
Does economic stimulus ring a bell?
Tax the hell out of the medical marijuana and hemp industries; it would create jobs, balance the budget and make us shine.
Does the king have no clothes?
HIGH ON THE HIGHLANDS
One of my favorite stories is leaving my bike unchained at the Longest Avenue Heine Brothers’ and returning a week later to find it still there. Whoever used it just changed the gear settings ...
It reminded me of when I lived at an undisclosed location in the West Indies; I locked up my bike in front of the library and was assailed by the town mayor of Charleston, Nevis (whoops) who said, “Hey, mon, what you do? Sure, someone may borrow your bike, but they would bring it back ... silly big belly mon.”
Another time in our beloved Highlands, a wad of cash dropped out of my pocket in the empty parking lot of National City Bank and lay there unstolen for three hours. Can you imagine my surprise when I returned and found my three 20s still there?
Let me tell you something about The Highlands, vis-a-vis both Austin and Key West. These once cool towns put truth to the lyrics of The Eagles, “They call it paradise, I don’t know why, you call someplace paradise, kiss it good-bye.”
Did you know that the second question most airport cabbies are asked (after Kentucky Derby inquiries) is, “Where’s Bardstown Road?”
Appreciate where you live. Buy local ... which brings me to the conclusion.
It reminded me of when I lived at an undisclosed location in the West Indies; I locked up my bike in front of the library and was assailed by the town mayor of Charleston, Nevis (whoops) who said, “Hey, mon, what you do? Sure, someone may borrow your bike, but they would bring it back ... silly big belly mon.”
Another time in our beloved Highlands, a wad of cash dropped out of my pocket in the empty parking lot of National City Bank and lay there unstolen for three hours. Can you imagine my surprise when I returned and found my three 20s still there?
Let me tell you something about The Highlands, vis-a-vis both Austin and Key West. These once cool towns put truth to the lyrics of The Eagles, “They call it paradise, I don’t know why, you call someplace paradise, kiss it good-bye.”
Did you know that the second question most airport cabbies are asked (after Kentucky Derby inquiries) is, “Where’s Bardstown Road?”
Appreciate where you live. Buy local ... which brings me to the conclusion.
BROWNIE OF THE MONTH
Last month, I plugged and puffed Snailhead and Underground Sounds at the tail of the column. January 2009’s BROWNIE OF THE MONTH is The Bardstown Road Bicycle Co. at 1051 Bardstown Road. Via a friend, Carson Torpey, the owner, sold me my signature bike (see above picture) and the others: Steve Wood, Desiree Kuhn (who is very tall and has a nose ring and was in America’s Next Top Model competition – but that’s not why I go there ... ah, but if she were 20 years older ... ), Chris Sands and William Whobrey get the job done. They sell bikes, bike parts, yadda, yadda, and do a whale of a repair job.
P.S. Rapper to Highlanders: Should you wander out of The Hood, check out The Beer Store, just opened up on Market Street next to “Toast.” You taste an exotic beer and buy one if you like it. Kind of like a Baskin Robbins for grown-ups.
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