Showing posts with label Hillary Harridans. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 21, 2008

The Mayor Of South Austin

We all know or know of Hillary Clinton women supporters saying that they won't vote for Barack Obama under any circumstances. Never mind that John McCain wants to overturn Roe v. Wade, never mind that he called his wife an obscene name in public, never mind that he left his crippled first wife to marry a wealthy younger woman. McCain didn't do the unforgivable, namely derailing the Hillary juggernaut. Slate's Dahlia Lithwick calls these women "Hillary Harridans," and argues that they hold feminism up to ridicule...

Clinton diehard have formed the unfortunately named PUMA (as in cougar) pac...

"Let's see, I think it's...no...that wouldn't be right...four, seven maybe...I'll have to get back to you on this one." Man-of-the-people John McCain doesn't know exactly how many homes he has...

Supporting the troops can get you fired. Just another example of the gaping chasm between reality and an empty slogan...

Wish I Were There Dept: The James Burton International Guitar Festival starts tomorrow in Shreveport. You may not know the name of James Burton, but chances are that you've heard him. In a career dating back to the Fifties, he's played for Elvis (Presley and Costello), the Everly Brothers, Merle Haggard, Johnny Cash, Jerry Lee Lewis, Ricky Nelson, Emmylou Harris, John Denver, and even The Monkees. Among others, that is...


R. I. P., Danny Young. Every now and then, fortune graces the world with someone whose existence makes it a better place, who makes every life he touches the better for it. I've been proud to count Danny Young among my friends since since I went to work for him 34 years ago. (Three of my four brothers followed.)  "The Mayor Of South Austin" died yesterday at age 67, leaving a lifetime of good will behind. Danny was a restauranteur, a community activist, a musician, a tireless booster of South Austin and Austin music, and terrific friend. A few years ago, he helped T.'s son with a school project simply because I asked him to. His restaurant had a picture of my then one-year old son poking his head through the door from the day it opened until the day Danny retired. He was always glad to see you. Read more about the life of this wonderful human being here and here. And don't miss Danny playing rub board for the Cornell Hurd Band, shown here performing in the parking lot of Texicalli Grille, Danny's restaurant and the hub of South Austin: