(Photo: Anna Moneymaker for the Fake News New York Times 11-4-2020) NevadaLabor.com
We have met the enemy and he is us
"Nobody ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of the American public" " Popular revision of a statement by Baltimore Evening Sun columnist H.L. Mencken (1880-1956)s
Millions of lemmings
are jumping over the cliff this week, risking death and disability for themselves
and their loved ones. Such chivalry. Such valor. Such freakin' stupidity!
Anybody want to attend a South Dakota motorcycle convention?
"If we get it, we get it," said a middle-aged S. Dakota cycle mama a few months ago. Wonder if she's still alive. That debacle in Trumpland turned into a 20-state superspreader. Kinda like our local bus system.
"I don't care, I want to see my babies," one woman told an interviewer at a swamped airport.
"We've got to live our lives," said some dude in a baseball cap. Yeah, very shortened lives.
"After all these weeks, we deserve to get out and have a little fun," stated a ringy dingy co-ed.
"Don't travel anywhere," stated the patron saint of the pandemic, Dr. Anthony Fauci of anyone at increased risk, adding "if there's anything you want to clamp down on, it's bars."
The good doctor should have quit while he was ahead: Don't travel anywhere. Anybody. Dammit!
I don't know why I keep wasting ink on warnings when so many people put pleasure or convenience against the safety of themselves and others. Show your love for your family by giving them time off from your holiday wonderfulness so that you don't help any of them end their time on this little blue marble.
If you want to commit suicide, I'm a pro-choice libertarian. But please put your affairs in order and do not take anybody with you, like grandma this Thursday. And please jump into a deep gulch or abandoned mine so that you won't be found for years. Why traumatize rescuers or first responders?
FIREFIGHTER: "Madame Librarian, your library's on fire!"
LIBRARIAN: "You'll find all you need to know about firefighting in section 12-d. Have a nice day."
LOVE'S LABOURS LOST DEPT. Speaking of fires, the recent Southwest Reno Pinehaven conflagration might have been avoided had some of the homeowners followed thru on an advocacy organization I wrote about years ago.
Some newly-Nevadan Caughlin Ranch transplants were concerned about increasing development in the canyonlands and the hillcrests, the former a safety concern, the latter, a visual blight burden. This was when a now-forgotten regional policy of stopping construction on ridgelines was being raped and pillaged. (Homes with an expansive valley view sell for much more.)
Last week, the Reno fire chief noted how burning canyons were almost impossible for his first responders to access.
The community organization was never formed. I think the spark plugs decided they had made a mistake moving here and went back to high-cost California with a better school system.
Since then, there have been two devastating fires in that area of multi-million dollar homes.
Whether it's disease or dismemberment, Americans are so damned short-sighted.
TOLJASO DEPT. On February 16, 2016, with 17 Republican candidates still in the race, I noted that the cycles of American history foreshadowed a GOP victory that year and a Democratic win in 2020. I'm now two for two.
SIX YEARS AGO TODAY. The New York Times ran a quarter-page on my story, first broken in this newspaper on Nov. 18, 2014, about the long record of racist writings by Assembly Speaker-Designate Ira Hansen, R-Sparks, also in this newspaper. With a little turbocharging by hall of fame reporter Dennis Myers, the story went worldwide and Ira stepped down.
He went on to the state senate. His former assembly seat is now help by his wife, Alexis. My former Tribune colleague in columny is a very sharp guy and a good writer. Alas and alack, he has never overcome his upbringing. I occasionally pray for his enlightenment.
Ira should have at least sent me a card, or a six pack, or maybe flowers for getting him into the Times with a photo. I'm still waiting.
IMMORTALITY. Reno-Sparks' oldest restaurant, Casale's Halfway Club, made the Times on Nov. 11. In The Gray Lady's ongoing "Those We've Lost: Faces from the Coronavirus Pandemic," they told the story of Tony Stempeck, 63, who died of COVID-19 less than a month after the death of his mom, Inez Casale Stempeck, 93. He died the day his new business cards arrived noting that he had acquired his mother's title as owner-operator. Over the years, the late Reno-Sparks NAACP matriarch Dolores Feemster and I enjoyed an occasional ravioli feast at Inez and Tony's place. The late hall of fame Tribune columnist Travus T. Hipp was an Inez favorite. Requiescant in pace, dear friends.
POTSHOTS AND PUNDITRY. If you would like a few laffs, go to the front page of NevadaLabor.com for my latest potshot at the president using a recent photo of him flipping the bird to America. I did a websearch and was rather surprised that no one in the world has reacted to the Times printing such a picture just as only I reacted to the dirtiest word in English on the front page of the Reno Gazette-Journal a few months ago. (Unretouched photo at NevadaLabor.com/)
George Carlin, where are you when we need you?
Scroll down a few screens at NevadaLabor.com and you will see the 2016 and 2020 political satires of the year.
And a moldy oldie which I will bring back for the High Holly Days: Trump's last hurrah as The Grinch.
Unjoy. Stay safe. Happy Thanksgibleting.
¡Sí se puede!
well. Raise hell.
Esté bien. Haga infierno. (Pardon
être bien, élever l'enfer (And my French.)
Stammi bene. Scatenare l'inferno. (And Italian.)
NevadaLabor.com/CesarChavezNevada.com Editor Andrew Barbano is a 52-year Nevadan whose reputation remains impervious to further augmentation or denigration. He is a member of Communications Workers Local 9413/AFL-CIO and serves as first vice-president of the Reno-Sparks NAACP. As always, his comments are strictly his own. Barbwire by Barbano has originated in the Sparks Tribune since 1988. E-mail <firstname.lastname@example.org>