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Dan Folgelberg dies of prostrate cancer. 56 years old.

http://www.danfogelberg.com/news.html

I loved this guy--sappy music and all.

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Dude lived a long life for a raged-filed misanthrope. I hope to be as lucky.

Didn't hear about Seeger until today.  Wow.  94.  Not bad.  If I do as well, I'll have 30 more years of this shit and am looking forward to that.  Interesting times. 

Been diddling with phone... gonna make a post with it any day now.... meanwhile... the Tudors... and Borgia... and the Reformation, Renaissance... and Gettysburg.   Elizabeth I is in there... going by the name of Used Carlotta...  

Remember the time when Pete stopped Theo Bickel from cutting Dylan's cord with an axe at Newport (I think)... when Dylan went electric.  Highway 61.  Part of the Legend anyway.  Pete made the world turn out better. 

Without Pete we never would have took it out to the highway. 

Seeger became a musical icon for depression-era America. But hey, the times be a-changin'. So, what does the face of the NEW depression look like? Forget hopping trains…you gotta ride the new You-tubes to witness it -- yo?

(And to think these guys won a grammy for this shit…)

If that didn't depress the fuck out of you, this might.

Sorry. Shouldn't have tarnished Seeger's memory with this stuff. But point is…he may have gotten out just in time.

That wigger shit wears pretty thin.  However, peep these lyrics one of the kids wrote.  Methinks it aint bad. 

Oh we should have killed *the king* for the sorrow he did bring... with this greed and his lust and his lying.  When you serve his wine today stir this in and steal away... and his leering eyes will not see another morning. 

All "rap" to me sounds like "what the fuck?  what the fucking fuck?  Fuck."  But what the hell do rhino?

** edited a day later to include "the king"-- which is kinda important to the whole thing.  whoo.  brain farts getting bad. 

Another personality I associate with the previous great depression, goes to that great dustbowl in the sky…

Shirley Temple Black, Screen Darling, Dies at 85
http://www.nytimes.com/2014/02/12/arts/shirley-temple-black-screen-...

Fred Phelps died.  The hate monger who picketed military funerals because "godhatesfags".  Never got the connection.  Read a piece about a woman who had been kicked out of the church who suggested that Fred had some sort of live changing event at West Point that created the focus for his crusade.  In the end he was excommunicated from the church he led.  Apparently the board didn't like him recommending the church show kindness towards a former board member who was on the outs.  The irony of his one known act of calling for Christian charity is what got him dismissed.  I'm not linking his obituary because the evil fuck deserves to be forgotten.

We lost a couple of very decent bods lately. A trade unionist called Bob Crow, general secretary of the Rail, Maritime and Transport Union, had lately been trying to keep the ticket offices manned on the London underground.
And there was that fine pipe smoker Tony Benn, who used to be a toff, but gave up his title and seat in the House of Lords in order to serve as a proper member of parliament in the House of Commons. He was a socialist and made an archive of everything, assiduously bearing witness.

My mother, Jean Zmolek.  She raised five children, loved gardening and camping.  She met her husband at a college "mixer" dance and continued to dance with him throughout their lives. Trained as a dietician, she served as a lieutenant in the army during WWII, feeding the troops.   Noting that the parochial school library was abysmal she volunteered as librarian, receiving on the job training as she built the collection.  She served as national president of an Alzheimer's Syndrome support group for many years.  Death is a gift as she her last two of her 92 years were spent in the constant decline of one dying from Parkinsons.

My sympathies, Paul. Sounds like she was a marvelous soul. Tears welling up in me now as I think of my own parents. It's that greatest generation thing. I think they really were.

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