Sweet Jimmie

Calling all photos

 

I think that I am a little bit late this year for sending out reminders for the annual photo survey.

You know, the one in which you send me your favorite photo of the year. 

I may be wrong but I believe we started doing this back in 2012.

Not necessarily the most professional, or the most artistic, or the funniest, snarkiest or wittiest, it doesn't have to be a picture of your grandchild, or your favorite cat but it is certainly okay if it is. 

It could be sad, happy, wistful or gay, oozing with schadenfreude or steeped in whatever zeitgeist floats your particular canoe.

Prescient, topical, mundane or banal, breathtaking or a flat out bore, we have a very big tent here at the blast. All are welcome. Regulars, casuals, lurkers, all submissions are welcome.

At the risk of committing a loathsome zugzwang, get me a shot, pronto, don't make me come after you.

Nightlit, Joshua Tree

 

Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Child (Slight Return)

Mammatus formation, Griffith Park

Ken and I were up in Los Angeles one day, killing time before a meeting of our photography group, Clickers and Flickers. 

We drove to the Astronomer's Tower at the Griffith Park Observatory and were met with one of the most beautiful and unusual skies I have ever witnessed.

It literally came out of nowhere!

Fairly poetic I would say, when you consider the setting.

It was quite an interesting day, visually speaking.

Dusty Springfield

Shoe is now on the other foot

Senator Rand Paul wants federal aid for tornado ravaged Kentucky. No problem, that is what we do in America after disasters, we help each other.

But Paul didn't want to help New York after Hurricane Sandy or Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria. Now isn't it rich that he is suddenly asking for federal aid for his home state? 

If I was a fellow Senator and it didn't hurt the good people of Kentucky, I would be so tempted to dish him up a big serving of the tough love he so loves to dole out.

In 2011, Paul’s first year in the Senate, he was among 38 Republicans voting against a major FEMA funding package despite the fact -- not lost upon publicintegrity.org -- that his own state of Kentucky had been the nation’s largest recipient of FEMA funding ($293 million), mostly because of a 2009 ice storm.

In 2013, Paul was one of 31 Republican senators who voted against a $50.5 billion relief aid package for Hurricane Sandy -- “after previously okaying disaster aid for their home states,” as reported by ThinkProgress.org.

In 2017, Paul was one of just 17 senators to oppose an emergency $15.3 billion federal relief bill for victims of Hurricane Harvey. It had wreaked havoc similar to Friday’s tornado, but not in Kentucky.

Paul didn't want to raise the federal debt to help his fellow countrymen and demanded offsets in some other government programs before funding these and all other disaster programs in the last ten years.

"They say we are out of money to pay for hurricane relief. So instead of finding that money somewhere else in the budget, they simply want to raise the limit on our credit card," he wrote. "This has to stop. We spend too much. We owe too much. We cannot keep spending money we do not have."

Funny, he doesn't have a problem with getting that money now, offsets be damned. The grinch wants a hand out.

Hypocritical politicians are always a good laugh. The man is completely devoid of ethics and intellectual integrity. More on the story here.

Ten Years After

Couple shots from Glendale

Snow globe worked and so did the Christmas lights

 

Genser

Mike Nesmith

A country rock pioneer. I went to camp in Cloudcroft when I was a kid with his nephew, Howard, a real funny character.

Good Lovin' (featuring Lowell George)

In my opinion this session take with Lowell on vocals and guitar is far superior to the Weir version on the Shakedown Street album. 

I was privileged to see Lowell's last performance, it was solo, either in New York or D.C. maybe the Bottom Line or the Bitter End, I was back east for a conference. He was wearing camouflage clothing and looked godawful, heavy, sweating and drugged. Little Feat in their prime was quite something and I am glad I was able to see them perform at their peak.

Empty Pages

I have been remiss in attending to the blog of late, it has been one of the driest literary periods since I pulled the plug back in '14. 

I apologize to those of you who are in the habit of visiting daily and pulling up an occasional plum. Just been so darn busy with the life thing. And maybe feeling like I have little to add to the general discussion worth a damn.

Honestly, I have barely had a minute to breathe these last two months. The boxes from last week's show still litter my shop and the path to the front door is barely navigable. It is getting harder and harder to recuperate from the travel, setup, show, teardown and return trip. I actually paid a person to pack me out this time and it was remarkable how much fresher I felt on the way home.

I am cancelling the San Francisco show next month. I have too much work to do cataloguing and photographing the next auction, whose date is still not yet set in stone. I have a show scheduled in Del Mar the week after S.F. and I am finding that it is really hard to do back to back shows at my advancing age. So sad as it is for me not to see my clients, I am going to have to give that one up for now.

I have been getting some interesting estates in and need to give them the focus that the material deserves. I think the auction will be very interesting.

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Gordon and friends

I found out yesterday that my old friend and neighbor Gordon Tinker passed from a heart attack last week. 

Gordon, a Stanford grad, was one of the smartest and most competent people I knew. 

He was the General Manager at FPUD and a civil engineer by training, built a lot of roadwork in Vietnam for the SeaBees during the Vietnam war.

Gordon and I worked hand in hand back in 1988 and 89 stopping the proposed Aspen Rd. Landfill project. I had a tremendous amount of respect for him. 

Time marches on for all of us.

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I shot the picture of the red tailed hawk above in my driveway on Thursday. I have had no time for photography so I am glad that he decided to fly in so I could take a shot.

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I learned a new word today. Amanuensis. I have seen various slightly divergent definitions, from an artistic or literary assistant to one employed to write from dictation or to copy manuscript. In any case, it was a new one for me.

Rest in peace, Robbie Shakespeare

Peregrine

 

Lee Michaels - Who Could Want More?

This, that and the other thing

 

Readers Ron and Charice send this picture down from their lovely home up in Coeur d'Alene.

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I have been pretty incommunicado, very busy of late, no time to catch a breath. 

snow globe hat on left

Show in Glendale was good, not great, but not a disaster and the buying was wonderful. Had some wonderful friends and clients show up to say hello.

Spandex world

Unfortunately, the show was also beset with some serious criminal activity.

A pair of Russian women allegedly stole about a 100k of diamonds from a vendor in a quick misdirection ploy. 

Another jewelry dealer was followed home and robbed at knifepoint and yet another jewelry couple felt like they were followed. 

It is getting scary out there and at times like these I am glad that I do not sell gems or gold. Might have to start packing heat up there.

I was listening to KNX on the radio and they said that there were over a hundred follow home robberies in Los Angeles last week.  World we live in.

Of course with a mamby pamby D.A. that doesn't believe in arresting people and throwing them in jail, is it any wonder? 

AOC said today that smash and grab is a fiction, she is so full of it. Without the possibility punishment, people unfortunately run amok.

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On another equal opportunity let's go after the stupidest liberals front, a transgender swimmer at Penn is breaking all sorts of records. 

Well, duh, perhaps it is because biologically you are not a woman, did you ever consider that? Totally unfair to the real girl swimmers. What a load of crap.

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Why extreme right wingers raise their kids to be monsters. I saw a raise lions not sheep t-shirt recently and can buy that but monster predators? I have been busy, had no idea the Michigan shooter's parents were MAGA nutjobs. Incredible.

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Whitey Herzog at 90 on the rotten state of baseball.

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Was a pleasure to do the show with my old friend the print dealer Roger Genser.

This was Roger's first show in two years and it was great to spend time with him.

He recommends this site for political news. Roger and I had dinner for three nights running, La Cabanita, Zankou and Jincook for Korean.

Here he is with me at La Cabanita along with Bill Warmboe.

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I am on the cover of this month's Collector magazine. I am going to be putting some paintings into the new high end antique mall in Oceanside owned by Maggi Dannise and the editor thought it was newsworthy for some reason. I had to sign an autograph for somebody the other day.

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Prosthetic balls for dogs.

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Fun fact;

Five of the conservative judges on the court have been appointed by presidents that lost the popular vote, and appointed by a senate that represents 41 million fewer Americans...

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First migrating gray whales sighted off Oceanside the other day.

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And so it begins... Lots of things we take for granted were never mentioned in the constitution. and they may be coming for them. Gorsuch's scary paragraph. There's No Constitutional Right to Interracial (or Same-Sex) Marriage, Says the Architect of the Texas "Heartbeat Bill."

Stackolee

This is an old song about a notorious St. Louis pimp named Lee Shelton who murdered a man by the name of Billy Lyons on Christmas day in 1895. 

Lyons had committed the grave offense of taking Shelton's stetson hat after a night of drinking.

“SHOT IN CURTIS'S PLACE

“William Lyons, 25, coloured, a levee hand, living at 1410 Morgan Street, was shot in the abdomen yesterday evening at 10 o'clock in the saloon of Bill Curtis, at Eleventh and Morgan streets, by Lee Sheldon, also coloured.

“Both parties, it seems, had been drinking, and were feeling in exuberant spirits. Lyons and Sheldon were friends and were talking together. The discussion drifted to politics, and an argument was started, the conclusion of which was that Lyons snatched Sheldon's hat from his head.

“The latter indignantly demanded its return. Lyons refused, and Sheldon drew his revolver and shot Lyons in the abdomen [...] When his victim fell to the floor, Sheldon took his hat from the hand of the wounded man and coolly walked away.”

      - St Louis Globe-Democrat, December 26, 1895.

The first known mention of a song about the incident was a newspaper citation in 1897 as being performed by Prof. Charlie Lee, the piano thumper.

Many people have performed the song over the years, from Pat Boone to the Black Keys, but the Hurt recording in 1928 is thought of as being definitive. 

The Grateful Dead's version is perhaps the weakest and most feeble attempt in their entire library and would have been better off left alone, at least in my opinion. It has no noticeable redeeming qualities or virtue.

Hurt's recording is sung and played beautifully in his lovely, understated and laconic style.

Enes Kanter Freedom

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Enes Kanter, the Turkish emigré NBA basketball player, became a United States citizen on Monday and changed his last name to Freedom to boot. 

I don't agree with the guy on everything but I applaud him for standing up for what he thinks is right and for going after the brutal communist Chinese regime for their despicable human rights record.

Kanter even took on LeBron James for his silence on China. Good for him. NBA players and owners with fat distribution rights and deals in China will overlook a lot in order to keep the checks rolling in.

What I don't agree with him about is his saying that Americans who disapprove of our country's policies should keep their mouths shut. Dissent is as American as apple pie, Enes. All the way back to throwing tea in Boston Harbor.

As long as we are not violent or burning anything down we here in America are free to speak our mind. It is called freedom of speech.

But good for you for calling out the Chinese dictatorship on Tibet and Uighur. I wish more prominent athletes and corporations would have your courage. Some things are more important than money.

Danny Gatton

Twilight, Oceanside Harbor

Love Is A Losing Game

One kind favor

Dad

 

My father, Amos Sommers, passed away six years ago. 

If he had made it to today, his birthday, he would have been 95.

He was an imperfect man with an imperfect son but we both did our best to find middle ground and I am happy that we lived the latter stages of our lives on very good terms.

We all do our best at life, there are no dress rehearsals or do-overs.

He did a lot for me and I appreciate it very much.

I miss him a lot and owe him a lot.

I took this picture at the Alzheimer's home in Clovis in which he spent the last five years of his life.

He was starting to fade into the scenery at the end and I think the picture I took sums it up pretty well.

All things must pass

Roxy Music - My Only Love

Catching Up

Well, I am still alive and I don't have covid.  Two tests, including a ridiculous gauntlet run at Walgreens. Serious cold and bronchitis but hopefully the z-pac will work soon and I am back on the mend. I have not been writing, brain has not been functioning quite right, bit of a fog. A lot of thoughts and things that I would normally note and discuss have now officially met their due date and have free spooled into space, never to return. Sleep and soup, you know the drill.

I packed my van for the next show today. I am feeling very optimistic about my prospects which means it will probably suck and I will fall flat on my face but I suppose that the possibility of "killing it" or doing very well also exists. Last show was great and things are lining up well.

I got a haircut on my way home, from the new hispanic barber shop around the corner, Traskilo. It is my second time there and I think the place is muy bueno.

My barber is a Guatemalan, Mario. You don't just get a haircut there. 

You get an expert straight razor cut, eyebrow trim, hot towel, back massage, the whole bit, for around twenty bucks.

And the guys take their time and do a really nice job. I remember my first haircuts in Juarez as a kid. 

We would cross the border and get them for a nickel, I think and get a piece of chicle at the end for good measure. Mexican barbers are cool.

I liked my old hair cutter but these guys are tops. I think the owner's name is Chuy. Give them a shot. Yo soy muy guapo.

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Shawn sent a lovely shot from Thailand, These might be his Swiss clients in the kayak.

He also sends a very cool Zatoichi video.

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Really smart toaster from 1949.

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The writer Ann Patchett wrote a thoughtful piece about poisoning herself with magic mushrooms while trying to assist a dying friend. I sympathize. While I suppose that psychedelics can be recreational, I always knew that trips could also get very heavy and god knows that I have had my share of the super intense ones. 

A friend of mine once took acid in my presence and it was her first time and her stepfather's past sexual abuse of her came tumbling out of her completely suppressed subconscious in a very painful way. Changed her life dramatically and that included a stint in an institution and a divorce. Rattled her foundations fundamentally. Was probably not a good idea to trip. Some things go to the big closet for a reason.

Nothing to trifle with and not for everybody, that is for damn sure. Ask Mike Tyson, who experienced a mythical death on toad venom. 

And check out this weird guy from the seventies with the windowpane gel on his tongue somebody sent me recently. Anybody recognize the strange fellow? Kids...

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Idiots thought a covid party was a good idea. Now they are on respirators.

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Fallbrook mom takes great trip with kids. Great mom, I know the dad, who is also cool.

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Best inbounds pass ever.

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The reopening last week of the "path of the gods" connecting Luxor to Karnak in Egypt is truly amazing and beautiful. Only took 3400 years. Make sure you see the video.

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I have both covid vaccinations and am going to get my booster as soon as I feel better. But even I was not ready for how strident they are about wearing masks in Santa Barbara. If you are vaccinated in San Diego you can wear them voluntarily if you choose. Not up there. You can not enter a public building or restaurant without a mask, vaccinated or not. I walked out of a coffee shop after absorbing a twisted grimace from a worker for not having one on. Interesting.

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Elisabeth Achelis had an idea for a better calendar.

Achelis endorsed a calendar of twelve months made up of four equal quarters of thirteen weeks, or ninety-one days. “Each year begins on Sunday, January 1,” she explained; every quarter begins on a Sunday, and ends on a Saturday. “Every year is comparable to every other year; and what is of utmost importance, days and dates always agree.” If you were born on a Friday, your birthday would always fall on a Friday. In deliberations at the League of Nations, the World Calendar beat out many rivals, including a proposal for a year of four thirty-five-day months plus eight twenty-eight-day months, and proposals for a five-, six-, and ten-day week.

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I have only watched an hour or so of the Beatles movie. The push pull between Paul and George was like the dark vortex dance in a bad divorce. I feel for both of them. 

Michael Hogg comes off like a complete buffoon. I look forward to finishing the film when I have time. 

I love George, he was always my favorite Beatle but I have sympathy for Paul because everything he tried was met with suspicion from the oversensitive guitarist. 

John comes off as very self absorbed and patronizing towards George. No wonder Harrison was done.

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I might play hooky Tuesday and go bird watching, take a day off while I can get it. Enjoy the week and what is left of your Sunday. Hannukah is early this year. Happy holiday to my hebrew friends.

Billy Strings and Jake tear it up

The Los Angeles Show - Jewelry + Art + Antiques + Vintage

Family Tree

If you have ever been interested in tracing your family lineage, now is a great time. Family Tree DNA is offering a $39 autosomal test called the family finder for the next four days.

All of the DNA companies are good, Family Tree is the first one I joined and my go to. It has the largest Jewish database in the market and this has allowed me to find 29,624 cousins to date through this particular test.

I never thought I would see these tests get this cheap. You might want to give it a whirl.

And men can get a Y test and go back so far you can find your uncles swinging from tree limbs. Mine left Somalia approx. 22,400 years ago.

Warming up

Arguing environmental policy with anti warmers is a lot like arguing with anti vaccers. God forbid the free market libertarians ever run the show. Please read the comments.

Smokin’ Strings

Happy Thanksgiving

 

Happy Holiday to all of you. Unfortunately I am sick as a dog and we had to cancel our thanksgiving plans. Felt terrible for the last four days or so. Got covid tested yesterday but won't have results for up to 72 hours. I probably should have taken a more rapid test, wasn't thinking. 

Thankfully my fever broke this morning. I think it is just a bad cold, flu or bronchitis but we will see, make sure it is not a breakthrough case. Still have taste and smell. I have been vaccinated but was waiting on my booster. Fingers crossed. Have another show next week in Glendale. I am going to call my doctor Seymour as soon as I get my test results and see if he can help me with this tsoris.

Definitely thankful for a wife who is taking care of me and making me soup. Enjoy your Thanksgiving and stay well.

Psychotic Reaction

April's last show

The show in Santa Barbara was really good, sold a lot of nice things as did most of my fellow dealers. It was a bittersweet affair in a way as the founding promoter, April Thede, retired Sunday, this was her last show. The show will go on, in good and capable hands, but we all have a lot of history together and we will miss April.

To commemorate the event we all assembled outside for a group photo, which included April and the wonderful crew. 

These are a good cross section of the people I work with at the shows, year in and year out. My gypsy antique family.

They stuck me up in a cherry picker and I took the shot. 

They were going to leave me up there for the day but instead eventually bounced me down.

April insisted I stick myself in the group shot so I did. Magic of photoshop.

I started working at this Earl Warren Fairgrounds facility when I was 17 years old and just out of high school.

I was a groom on the horse show circuit. 

I have a lot of history here. 

Been a good place for me through the years.

I sold well and I bought well this weekend. The lady from Phoenix who had a booth next to mine got covid and couldn't come so I expanded to forty feet and the booth looked very impressive. 

I also unfortunately brought home a really bad cold. Need to unpack and then run home to bed. Will share more later.

This Is the Day

CALM Antiques, Decorative Arts and Vintage Show

If you are in the area, or want to take a nice excursion this weekend, please join me at the Calm Show in Santa Barbara. 

CALM is now in its 41st year of existence and it is one of my favorite shows to do.

The show starts Friday and then continues Saturday and Sunday. You can read more at the CALM website here. Feel free to download this complimentary pass.

Due to the pandemic, I have not exhibited at a show in Santa Barbara for almost two years, this should be a wonderful event if you like art and antiques, lots of fresh merchandise and a lot of energy built up. 

Chihuly vase

I am bringing a wonderful assortment of art in many styles and genres and some great Native American pots and baskets. 

I will also be showing a beautiful glass basket vase by Dale Chihuly, circa 1997.

It always has an exceptional group of dealers and you couldn't ask for a lovelier town to work in. Masks are required. 

Hopefully I will see you there.

Red Daisy

Good Grief!

There never used to be a partisan divide on getting flu shots. It was a common, shared belief that they would help ward off the nasty bug. But guess what, we don't live in "used to be" anymore. Now even the common flu shot has been politicized and weaponized. A 25% spread between repubs and dems on getting a flu shot.

The amount of anti vaccers for flu now resembles the anti covid numbers.

From Business Insider:

Why are educated Republicans more typically vaccine hesitant than educated Democrats? A study that might help to explain the gap, albeit three years old and written pre covid. And the GOP is now the individual freedom party, unless of course they are talking about a woman's reproductive rights.

Toni Lindgren

Contact

 

Ringo Starr - Blindman

Stick it, white man

Cahokia Mounds, Illinois

If you have an interest in cultural anthropology, there is a very interesting article at the New Yorker, Early civilizations had it all figured out by Gideon Lewis-Kraus. 

It is not an easy read but it is thought provoking. Could it be that we have been devolving in some way since we have forsaken our more primitive ways?

Societies were categorized by evolutionary stage on the basis of their mode of food production and economic organization, with full-fledged states taken to be the pinnacle of progress.

But it was also possible to think that the Neolithic Revolution was, all in all, a bad thing. In the late nineteen-sixties, ethnographers studying present-day hunter-gatherers in southern Africa argued that their “primitive” ways were not only freer and more egalitarian than the “later” stages of human development but also healthier and more fun.

Apparently some early indigenous cultures also did not take kindly to following other people's rules. Hmmm, I get it. And maybe we know much less about humanity's past than we think we do.

“Nowadays, most of us find it increasingly difficult even to picture what an alternative economic or social order would be like,” they write. “Our distant ancestors seem, by contrast, to have moved regularly back and forth between them. If something did go terribly wrong in human history—and given the current state of the world, it’s hard to deny something did—then perhaps it began to go wrong precisely when people started losing that freedom to imagine and enact other forms of social existence.”

This wasn’t a matter of sheer forgetfulness, they say. It was by design. At least some of the Indigenous inhabitants of the Americas, they tell us, were bewildered and appalled by the strange European custom of giving and taking orders. Their judgments were widely circulated in the Europe of the early Enlightenment, where Indigenous people were often featured in dialogues meant to criticize the status quo. At the time, they were typically dismissed as the rhetorical sock-puppetry of canny European heretics. For how could “Natives” credibly engage with political constitutions or deliberate over consequential decisions?

“The Dawn of Everything” makes a persuasive case that what was passed off as Indigenous criticism of European political thinking was, in fact, Indigenous criticism of European political thinking. These Indigenous objections could be safely deflected only if they were seen as European ventriloquism, not ideas from another adult community with alternative values. 

Unfortunately there appears to be no going back.

If we accept that the rise of agriculture meant the rise of the state—of political élites and intricate structures of power—then all we can do is tinker around the edges. Even if we regard the Paleolithic era as a garden paradise, we know that our reëntry is forever barred. For one thing, the requirements of hunting and gathering could support only some trivial fraction of the earth’s current population. A life under government control now seems inescapable.

Damn.  Of course the primitive cultures were not homogeneous either, even neighboring cultures.

In a 1903 essay, the anthropologists Marcel Mauss and Henri Beuchat described the routine organizational reversals in Inuit communities. These groups spent their summers fishing and hunting in small cohorts under the possessive—and coercive—authority of a single male elder. Graeber and Wengrow describe how then, as the winter brought an influx of walruses and seals to the shore, “the Inuit gathered together to build great meeting houses of wood, whale rib and stone,” where “virtues of equality, altruism and collective life prevailed. Wealth was shared, and husbands and wives exchanged partners.”

In the Pacific Northwest, men of rank among the Kwakiutl held lavish, greasy potlatches and took war captives as slaves; their neighbors to the south of the Klamath River, the Yurok, prized restraint and self-denial, and committed themselves to modes of subsistence that rendered slavery, which they found morally repugnant, unnecessary.

Interesting piece. 

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I'm trolling Breitbart. Please check out the comments on this article. Won't be hard to figure out who I am. Add a comment if you feel the inclination.

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Michael Flynn says that America needs to be a land with only one religion under god. Ohio Republican Senate candidate Josh Mandel says that he is with him.

Which is kind of funny since Mandel, the grandson of holocaust survivors, is not of the religion that Flynn thinks should be the only game in town.

And Mandel's opponent is making Mandel's Jewish religion a talking point in his campaign. Now, which of these guys is a bigger slimeball?

"In terms of antisemitism, all I did in an ad was pointed out that Josh is going around saying he's got the Bible in one hand and the constitution in the other. But he's Jewish,” Pukita said. “Everybody should know that though, right?"

Pukita was referring to a radio ad created by his campaign that criticized Mandel for courting evangelical Christians and frequently visiting churches on the campaign trail.

“Are we seriously supposed to believe the most Christian-values Senate candidate is Jewish?” a voice actor asks in Pukita’s radio ad. “I am so sick of these phony caricatures.”