tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post2364285295434887248..comments2023-10-02T07:20:07.187-05:00Comments on Banquet of Consequences Too: People of sterner stuff than wejadedjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-31569467139126427872010-07-03T13:07:55.882-05:002010-07-03T13:07:55.882-05:00the Andrews sisters are sublime. and I have to agr...the Andrews sisters are sublime. and I have to agree with the Bette Midler fans, as well. <br />as for the wagon train, I imagine that most everyday folks get to tasks that they have no idea about in terms of their hardship or endurance. And, then it seems that some endure the hardship and may not even realize that this is what they were doing while it was going on. <br />that being said, most of the literature and accounts from that period indicate that it was awful and those involved in the venture knew it at the time. <br />Still, they persevered.... perseverance is still something hang onto,perhaps??Harlequinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04964772119118368322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-8448536634245969752010-06-29T18:49:46.508-05:002010-06-29T18:49:46.508-05:00Sue---Alright! Glad you do. As to humidity in the ...Sue---Alright! Glad you do. As to humidity in the 90's? That's almost underwater, methinks.<br /><br />Tom---There's also the cannibalism thing. Actually that was because a so-called trail guide didn't know where the hell he was going, and took the wrong trail, ending back up near where they departed in what is now Utah. That put them way behind and caused them to be caught in the High Sierras in the dead of winter...with no meat...except each other.<br /><br />I actually read somewhere on line, Harvard ebooks or some such, an Oregon trail participant's diary, written in the late 1840's or so. And you are correct, it was mostly a hell on earth experience. Certainly not one I would want to endure.jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-88212190961916909532010-06-29T14:01:17.487-05:002010-06-29T14:01:17.487-05:00There's a fully illustrated history book that ...There's a fully illustrated history book that tells all about America's Westward migration. It's even bleaker than your description. It was a fascinating book. I don't remember the name of it or the author; I was reading it in the doctor's office waiting room a few years ago.<br /><br />In addition to Indian attacks and diseases, there were constant gun fights and knife fights in these covered wagon convoys. And each convoy had a set of strict rules, and a person in charge who ran everything. Anyone who violated one of these rules would be banished or executed.<br /><br />Land speculators and real estate hustlers conned most of these people into making the journey Westward. They convinced them that the West would be Paradise when they arrived, and that the journey itself would be a barrel of fun too.Tom Harperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05610417770240609022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-11744992890246820902010-06-29T13:28:44.681-05:002010-06-29T13:28:44.681-05:00I LOVE Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy!!!!!
We are hotter ...I LOVE Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy!!!!!<br />We are hotter than a blue moon here in NJ too. But we get humidity readings in the 90's with temps in the 90's! I can not survive without my AC!!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18303260031729868857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-87318617591638406002010-06-29T07:35:02.219-05:002010-06-29T07:35:02.219-05:00Heidi---Wid ya. As to your generational apathy. Ju...Heidi---Wid ya. As to your generational apathy. Just a reminder that it's MY generation that formed the idiotic tea bag "movement". Give me apathy any day.<br /><br />Tricia---Wait...a shining dick? No, no, no...I'm sorry I asked that. Nevermind.jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-39614615280783487052010-06-29T06:19:54.164-05:002010-06-29T06:19:54.164-05:00Oh, right. My name is Tricia here. It's tric...Oh, right. My name is Tricia here. It's tricky when you've got a couple of different names rolling about. I'd blame my ex-husband, but I'm sure it's really all for the best, If I ever really do send out my real writing for real publication, it wouldn't do to have my real name associated with that story about the black man with a dick like a maglight.<br />The last thing I need are a bunch of lonely heart stalkers.PENolanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17920921974302444898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-73494578128721056082010-06-29T05:36:54.532-05:002010-06-29T05:36:54.532-05:00I think to myself all the time what marshmallows w...I think to myself all the time what marshmallows we've turned into but I also would never want to give up my modern luxuries. <br /><br />And you can blame my generation for the swells of apathy that run through our society now. Damn grunge music.Stephhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614326327687523688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-48545057377918010872010-06-28T19:37:48.612-05:002010-06-28T19:37:48.612-05:00I rest my case.I rest my case.jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-48994945240137449032010-06-28T19:30:23.890-05:002010-06-28T19:30:23.890-05:00See!!!!!See!!!!!Punchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17904275145636893257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-32504507676647416082010-06-28T18:58:06.242-05:002010-06-28T18:58:06.242-05:00Tricia---TRICIA...when was the last time I called ...Tricia---TRICIA...when was the last time I called you P? What other P is there trolling this blog? The swamp "P".jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-43482908867823012702010-06-28T18:53:19.470-05:002010-06-28T18:53:19.470-05:00Whaddaya mean P??????Whaddaya mean P??????PENolanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17920921974302444898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-5567635244373649582010-06-28T18:01:03.102-05:002010-06-28T18:01:03.102-05:00tnlib---Once again, the Blogger imp was at play. P...tnlib---Once again, the Blogger imp was at play. Posted a reply as you were posting a comment.<br /><br />I had forgotten about the lack of decorum out there on the trail. Sort of like this blog, and certain comment contributors...I mention no names...keep the initial "P" in mind, though.<br /><br />I am glad you haven't the actual links to the temp thing, as this "P" person would have jumped right on it (no, really, if you find it, please come back and post it...just do it in code so that "he" doesn't pick up on it).<br /><br />Thank you for the kind words. There are certain people who do not understand the nuances of blog verbosity as well as yourself. No names, mind you.jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-89547232407509599772010-06-28T17:50:11.555-05:002010-06-28T17:50:11.555-05:00intell---You are way too intelligent, wench. Don&#...intell---You are way too intelligent, wench. Don't forget though that they did have spontaneous combustion quite frequently. And the vapors...and...and...and, stuff.<br /><br />Punch---OK, you scored intell points. Does that make you feel more like a man?<br /><br />I was not talking about the American ferking Revolution...they didn't even wear drawers that far back. They were too busy poking their female slaves to be interested in crossing the plain Plains.<br /><br />Andrews chics? You just lost your intell points!jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-73415124642577109812010-06-28T17:47:50.794-05:002010-06-28T17:47:50.794-05:00I doubt if many women wore corsets out on the trai...I doubt if many women wore corsets out on the trail. Decorum wasn't an issue under those rugged circumstances.<br /><br />There are several charts on the Net with searchable data bases showing how the average high temperatures have risen since records were kept. Of course I can't find the link now - knew I should have kept it.<br /><br />I thoroughly enjoyed your entire article. It's your blog and you can put up whatever you please and take as long as you want to get there.Leslie Parsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13743778482517634823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-17597132895743240322010-06-28T17:17:42.557-05:002010-06-28T17:17:42.557-05:00Intelli, is most likely right. No black asphalt ro...Intelli, is most likely right. No black asphalt roads to soak up heat, no concrete buildings to soak up heat. Not every house was running a/c, reefer for the ice, tv for the kid, computer for everybody in the world. lighting at night, cars driving around with heat sinks under the hoods, jet planes leaving heat trails across the sky. Space rockets , blasting heat into the statusphere, etc. Oh and then there is the Fox News and the heat of anger 24 hours a day. WTF.<br /><br />On and there was a mini ice age about the time of the american revolution. <br /><br />just musing.<br /><br />Those Andrews chics were somethin' else.Punchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17904275145636893257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-38916348778941302832010-06-28T13:59:59.427-05:002010-06-28T13:59:59.427-05:00You forget -- the pioneers traveled waaaaay before...You forget -- the pioneers traveled waaaaay before we had global warming. Maybe it only got up to the 80s back then...intelliwenchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01872666573909696493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-7792371566645699452010-06-28T12:31:43.452-05:002010-06-28T12:31:43.452-05:00Mr. C---Yes, and if you wanted a/c, you went to a ...Mr. C---Yes, and if you wanted a/c, you went to a movie. I also recall having to drive with every window down in the car during the Summer.<br /><br />Chimp---My children still can't quite get into b & w films. It's olden times tantamount to dinosaurs to them.<br /><br />Tricia---OK, seriously. Credit cards and eeeeeasy payments did our asses in, along with fear-mongering, on-the-take politicians and meism. I'm not sure the 60's types (oops, that's usins, well me) were tougher...there was simply more political awareness of knowing a pack of lies when we heard it...at least eventually. Wait, what the hell do I know...I'm going back to light.<br /><br />Punch---Paragraph one passes muster. Wid ya.<br /> Paragraph two: IDJIT! How else was I going to speak of oxen drawn wagons...sticky drawers...swamps...the red menace...and...toilet paper in the same post as the Andrew Sisters?<br /><br />Doug---It would seem politicians are universally of the same mold...useless.<br /><br />YDG---No question in my mind. Plus, I'd already be dead...they all died at about age 29 I think it was.<br /><br />DSWS---Hey, thanks for coming by. I'm glad this made you smile.<br /><br />LOS---Yep, give me my conveniences. Also, I'm in the same mind looking at old pioneer photos, as I am at porn films (mind you I've only seen one)...I think to myself, these folks are/were probably damned stinky. A dose of reality is always good for romanticized ideas.jadedjhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16569736113526368917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-22292097194009839952010-06-28T12:16:22.456-05:002010-06-28T12:16:22.456-05:00Heh, as tempted as I am to entertain the thought t...Heh, as tempted as I am to entertain the thought that I am made of sturdy stuff, I think the reality of it is that there is very little reason to believe I am made of pioneer stock. <br /><br />Besides, I'd likely belt someone with a corset if they told me I needed to wear one in the middle of July, or January, for that matter. I start to feel ill-done-to if I'm out of moisturizing body wash, I feel certain I'd bawl a river if I had to wash my dishes with water I not only had to pump (or carry from one place to another) but I also had to heat. <br /><br />I'd be in a permanent mood, I'm telling you, and far more likely to be packing heat, as was the way of the Frontier. Bad combination. <br /><br />Luckily I'd be far more likely to die in childbirth, so it at least wouldn't last all that long. Eek. <br /><br />Long way of saying, "Move over and make room for me on the Wimpy Bench, would you?" There we can listen to the Andrew Sisters in air conditioned splendor ;-)Land of shimphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15671954452597068904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-52495576986702979582010-06-27T22:27:03.162-05:002010-06-27T22:27:03.162-05:00No excuse is needed to play The Andrews Sisters! L...No excuse is needed to play The Andrews Sisters! Love them!Debra She Who Seekshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-57304384689745925442010-06-27T21:51:06.111-05:002010-06-27T21:51:06.111-05:00first of all i loved abbott and costello and the a...first of all i loved abbott and costello and the andrew sisters..and i know we're a bunch of wussy's compared to the old folks and what they had to endure...we'd last about 3 days..tops..hayellowdoggrannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14906624317290990109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-67545351427229736862010-06-27T21:25:14.719-05:002010-06-27T21:25:14.719-05:00Verbosity here is usually left to city councils de...Verbosity here is usually left to city councils debating the merits of doing something-we'll-get-sued-for vs something-we-can't-afford.Doughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09519879143568413067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-4503923041312164652010-06-27T21:13:51.862-05:002010-06-27T21:13:51.862-05:00Every time I hear that version of that song a smil...Every time I hear that version of that song a smile comes to my face. Thanks for the grin. We are living in the I, Me, Mine generation. WTF is a skateborder gonna do when they pull the plug on that passtime.<br /><br />Doug does have a certin point, though.Punchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17904275145636893257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-81947345809273380402010-06-27T21:04:23.303-05:002010-06-27T21:04:23.303-05:00They were more practical, too. Like - if their el...They were more practical, too. Like - if their electric bill was so high from running the A/C, they might have tried to invent a more efficient one. It wasn't until the 50's that we got complacent, self-congratulatory and short sighted. <br /><br />I wonder if the folks in the sixties who took to the streets over Civil Rights and The War were made of sterner stuff as well?<br /><br />Sorry to piss on your "lighter note"PENolanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17920921974302444898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-34222600550605886702010-06-27T20:37:10.282-05:002010-06-27T20:37:10.282-05:00Isn't it interesting that in those days the wh...Isn't it interesting that in those days the whole world was black and white and all of a sudden one day it turned into "technicolor"? Wonder what a child born today to HD digital colors thinks when he or she sees a black-and-white video for the first time? I believe the swing era of the forty's was a giant leap into the music of today. They were hardy souls also: no a/c in those dance halls in the summer!Chimphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04351254840837418820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1673195676510322044.post-30325756223482115472010-06-27T20:27:32.801-05:002010-06-27T20:27:32.801-05:00Remember those hot summer days in school before ai...Remember those hot summer days in school before air conditioning? It would be so hot, and smelly, that you just laid your head on your desk cradled on your arms and awoke in a pool of sweat. Then when school was out we would run outside and play all day in the heat never minding it a bit.Mr. Charlestonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17497415823443875308noreply@blogger.com