Remember the Fan District Softball League?
The Facebook group page for the Fan District Softball League is here. Pictures and comments. Join up if you like. The photo above (circa 1976) is of WGOE's popular disc jockey, Jim Letizia.
Since 1985, in one format or another The SLANT -- an independent voice based in Richmond's Fan District -- has offered its readers original commentary on politics and popular culture, plus cartoons and selected sundries. All rights are reserved.
The Facebook group page for the Fan District Softball League is here. Pictures and comments. Join up if you like. The photo above (circa 1976) is of WGOE's popular disc jockey, Jim Letizia.
“In an election year when voters are fed up with liberalism and socialism, when voters are clearly frightened of where the hell the country is headed, vote for the most conservative Republican in the primary, period.”Which opens the door to wondering how one is to decide who is the “most conservative.” Like, how far right can you go before you fall off that flat earth? Moreover, where’s the line to be drawn to separate an I’m-more-conservative-than-you Tea Party style Republican from a lunatic who hears trees falling in the woods, when there are no woods?
Roy felt like crying, yet he told her -- the first one he ever had. "I was just a kid and I got shot by this batty dame on the night before my tryout, and after that I just couldn't get started again. I lost my confidence and everything I did flopped."
He said this was the shame of his life, that his fate, somehow, had always been the same (on the train going nowhere) -- defeat in sight of his goal.
"Always?"
"Always the same."
"Always with a woman?"
He laughed harshly. "I sure met some honeys in my time. They burned me good."
"Why do you pick that type?"
"It's like I say -- they picked me. It's the breaks."
"You could say no, couldn't you?"
"Not to the type dame I always fell for -- they weren't like you."
She smiled.
The series of Five Film Favorites continues at the Jamers River Film Journal: this week it's my five favorite American detective movies.According to a poll released Tuesday, nearly 20 percent of U.S. citizens now believe Barack Obama is a cactus, the most Americans to identify the president as a water- retaining desert plant since he took office. The poll, conducted by the Pew Research Center, found a sharp rise in the number of Americans who say they firmly believe Obama was either born a cactus, became a cactus during his youth, or has questionable links to the Cactaceae family.Click here to read the entire article at The Onion.
The cover story for STYLE Weekly today is about an old friend, Rev. Ben Campbell, who has been the pastoral director of Richmond Hill for the last 22 years.“The whole New Testament is the story of breaking down barriers of race,” he says. “The word gentile means ‘ethnic group.’ Nobody tells you that, but that’s what the word means. So when [Jesus] talks about Jews and gentiles, he’s actually just talking about ethnic groups, not just different religions.”Click here to read "Bridge Work" by Scott Bass.
Yankees caps and clothing have dominated the crime blotter for so long, in so many parts of [New York City] and in so many types of offenses, that it defies an easy explanation.Click here to read "Why Do Criminals Wear Yankees Hats?"
Painting by Laura LoeOn Sunday, September 19, people from across the city of Richmond are invited to come together in healing and celebration as they help dedicate a new pedestrian bridge named for the Harvey Family in Forest Hill Park. Beginning at 2 pm, musicians, a balloon artist, children and families will be present as city officials cut the ribbon on the bridge across Reedy Creek where it flows into the lake and Friends of Forest Hill Park unveil a granite marker nearby.Click here to read the entire story.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
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