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Respect to our Indigenous Brothers & Sisters

My first foray into blogging was at Blogger, where I posted as The Cranky Curmudgeon (https://crankycur.blogspot.com/). My very first post was on Thursday, February 23, 2006, and you can read it here. I posted reasonably frequently for a while, but I’ve always been somewhat sporadic in my writing, mostly because I get deeply involved in my work and just haven’t been comfortable spending time coming up with subjects, then researching and writing about them. Now that I’m semi-retired and, more importantly, my girls are growing up (my oldest just graduated High School last week) I have more free time. I also would like to see if I can make a little money writing and posting to my blog is great practice. I’m contemplating a book about the Peace & Justice movement in Los Angeles during the late sixties and early seventies, when I was extremely active. That’s another story.

My last post to The Cranky Curmudgeon was on February 1, 2014, which seems a bit weird as it was long after I started Systems Savvy (where you are now) and over two years since my previous post at the end of 2011. I suppose I could do a little archaeology and figure out what I did back then, but I’ll leave that for some other time. What’s important now is I just want to share this video. I believe it was created to run during Super Bowl XLVIII. Unfortunately, it didn’t (as far as I know) and it really should have, IMO. It makes a very important point, which I don’t think has been satisfactorily settled yet. So I’m offering it here, where a few people may view it and it will remain until the Sun goes red giant and swells to engulf our planet. Which means it will be viewable for at least another billion or so years. Hope you enjoy it!

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Superbowl, St. Patrick, and a Wee bit o’Scotch

Really, folks. Is Superbowl Sunday all that different than, say, St. Patrick’s Day? Just another excuse to get soused? Don’t get me wrong, now. Getting soused is a favorite pastime of mine and, generally, I welcome any opportunity to indulge. But this whole, feverish build-up to what has frequently been a pretty mediocre exhibition of a fairly brutal game is a bit beyond my comprehension.

What really amazes me is the way some identify with a team, frequently speaking as though they were also on the field. “We really stopped ’em on that drive, eh?” I think I appreciate athleticism and the strategy and tactics that go into being successful as much as the next person, but I just don’t get the personal attachment so many exhibit; never have.

I once had a girlfriend whose father was the Director of Photography for the Washington Redskins (the relationship got me a sweet seat and all the NFL perks for Superbowl XIX), but she used to scream at the players . . . through the television!! WTF? OK – I’m done. You are now free to hate me for being an iconoclast and speaking my mind over the country’s largest religion – Feetsball. :0P

PS – I can’t wait to see the commercials . . . and downing a bunch of Scotch. I’ll be watching alone, so I can actually hear what’s going on.


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