Francisco Franco LIVES! News Immitates Comedy

Years ago, Saturday Night Live spoofed the news with the classic Chevy Chase lead:  "Francisco Franco is still dead."

This morning's Today Show pretty much copied the Saturday Night Live routine on its morning news.  With Afghanistan in turmoil, France dealing with a bloody Al Queda attack, Iran seeking to obtain nuclear weapons, Republican presidential candidates seen who can run to the right the farthest, and the God-Almighty All-American National Football League bringing the hammer down on the New Orleans Saints, what was the lead story on the Today Show?

Whitney Houston drowned six weeks ago.

Really.  That was the lead story.

Seems the toxicology reports came back and showed that a dose of cocaine on top of other drugs, plus heart disease, lowered her body's ability to react, and she slipped under the water in her tub, and drowned.

Who cares?  Its a tragedy -- six weeks ago.  Now its just a footnote to what we have long known.  She blew her career and enormous talent, and eventually her life, by sucking white powder up her nose. 

But the lead story in the news?  What does that say about broadcast news?  What does it say about us?

TRAYVON MARTIN SHOOTING: FLORIDA DECLARES OPEN SEASON ON "F***KING COONS"

What's the difference in Florida between Trayvon Martin and a rabbit?  You need a hunting license to shoot a rabbit.

That's not intended as poor humor.  There is no humor here.  .

George Zimmerman made sure that Trayvon Martin -- the "fucking coon" as Zimmerman called him -- would not join the others who "always get away with it" -- the "it" apparently being walking home with a box of skittles and an ice tea while wearing a hoodie.  He tracked down Trayvon -- stalked him like he was hunting an animal -- and shot him down.

And the Sandford, Florida Police Department saw nothing wrong with it.  They didn't even take his gun away.

Florida's "stand your ground" law is more correctly called the "shoot first and make sure your victim dies" law. It is the ultimate extension of the pro-NRA gun lobby's effort to make every street the OK Corral -- and to arm every person with a grudge and an urge with the right to simply shoot someone.

The outrage needs to sweep this nation.  Outrage about the person who killed a young man -- a boy really -- in cold blood.  Outrage over the laws that permit this behavior and empower such action.  And outrage over an unprofessional police department that just shrugs its shoulders, protects its buddies, and fails to even to the most basic of investigations.

It is outrage over the action of Florida authorities in allowing a 17-year-old black teenager walking home and armed only with Skittles, a can of iced tea and a hoodie, to be shot down by a racist "crime watch" volunteer who had been told to stop following the boy, and leave matters to the police.

George Zimmerman shot Trayvon simply because he wanted to.  There was no reasonable basis for fear.  It was Zimmerman who was stalking and following Trayvon, not the other way around.  It was Zimmerman who carried a .45 in his belt, not Trayvon.  It was Trayvon who was simply walking home, talking to his girlfriend on the phone.

Yet the police did not conduct even the most rudimentary investigation -- a failing which the local Sanford Police Department is still defending.  They did not check Zimmerman's blood alcohol content or check him for use of drugs.  They did not confiscate the weapon -- just handed it back to him.  They did not find reason for further investigation despite Zimmerman's comments to the police operator about "Fucking coons,"  and "They always get away."  In fact, the Sanford Police purposefully withheld disclosing that part of the tape until just yesterday. They did not find further reason to investigate despite the fact that Zimmerman was the instigator -- that he continued to follow the young man despite the police telling Zimmerman "we don't need you to do that."

This isn't the first time the Sanford Police Department has stood by and let assaults and killings go uninvestigated.  In 2010, a police lieutenant's son beat a homeless man nearly to death on a Sanford street.  Despite many eyewitnesses, Collison was never arrested by the Sanford Police Department,  Officers on scene never handcuffed him or even patted him down. They said accounts of the fight were conflicting. It wasn't until video of the beating surfaced in early 2011 that Collison was finally arrested.  The news media has reported other instances of Sanford Police seeming to turn a blind eye to crimes on minority victims.

The outrage is growing.  It needs to grow.  And not only George Zimmerman, but the Sanford Police Department, the Prosecutor, and the State of Florida need to be held accountable.

Dusting Off the Long Road to Freedom

"The past isn't dead.  It isn't even the past."

            -Mississippi author William Faulkner

Got my hand on the freedom plow

Wouldn't take nothing for my journey now

Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on!

- Traditional, adapted by Alice Wine

Dusting Off the Long Road to Freedom*

By Stephen Terrell

*Guest column published in Indianapolis Herald Community Newspaper

Golden anniversaries are landmarks in our lives.  At 100 years, or even 75 years, anniversaries of momentous events become no more than memorial dates on a calendar.  Something relegated to history books.  Something you have to study in school.

            But 50-year anniversaries are different.  They are alive.  They are flesh and blood, mortality still not having laid claim to those who witnessed what would become history, but what was at the time the immediacy of their present.  Those who were young are still here, still vibrant and vigorous. 

            At 50 years, people who participated in momentous events recall them with a sharpness of memory, a soul of emotions; a visceral experience still lived in quiet moments of reflection and sometimes instances of recalled terror.   To them, those who became victims are not just names on a memorial.  They were friends, living and breathing people who were scared, who hurt, who bled -- brothers and sisters born of a common experience

            So it is a shame that this month -- Black History Month -- we must note the passing of a great 50-year anniversary that went largely unnoticed in the nation at large.    It was one of so many momentous events of the Civil Rights Movement, the half-century anniversaries of which have come and gone largely without fanfare -- without notice, without recognition of the incalculable bravery and sacrifice of so many who stood down the batons, the dogs, the fire hoses - and sometimes the guns and ropes.

            This May marks the 51st anniversary of the Freedom Riders.

            Who were the Freedom Riders?  Unfortunately, there are many young people -- even many people under 50 -- who have to ask that question.

            Let's give the short answer first.  The Freedom Riders were American heroes.  They were men and women, black and white.  No less than any soldier, they displayed courage in the face of certain danger, putting their lives on the line for their beliefs, for freedom, for their country.  They changed America and the world.

            The longer answer requires some historical context.  By 1961, the Civil Rights Movement had gained momentum.  But that momentum caused what had been an annoyance to now become a full-fledged threat to a way of life in the South.  Segregation, separate but equal, and Jim Crow were under full attack.  And those who supported the South as it was, as it always had been, were willing to fight back with clubs, fire hoses, and guns.  Fight back in uniforms of the status quo, be those of local sheriff's departments or sheets of the Klan. 

            In 1960, U.S. Supreme Court issued its opinion outlawing segregation in interstate travel.  But the ruling was ignored in the South where Jim Crow laws reigned.

            So in 1961, the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) and the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) planned demonstrations to force the hand of the Federal government -- the Freedom Rides.    Thirteen riders, 7 black and 6 white, led by James Farmer and including now Congressman John Lewis left Washington D.C. headed through the heart of South to New Orleans.  They sat together.  They took seats reserved for whites. 

            Around Birmingham, the Klan with the explicit encouragement of Birmingham Police Commissioner “Bull” Connor viciously attacked the riders.  White Freedom Riders were targeted for the worst beatings.  Outside of Birmingham, the bus was disabled and firebombed.  The attackers tried to hold the doors shut in order to burn the riders inside, but were thwarted.

            Again in Montgomery, the Freedom Riders were  attacked and beaten.  But at the First Baptist Church, 1500 people including Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. hailed them as the heroes they were.

            Throughout the summer of 1961, the Freedom Rides continued.  Imagine the courage it took.  Beaten, and beaten again. Firebombed.   Battered and bloodied.  But still, unbowed, they got back on those busses. 

            Ahead of them -- ahead of the Civil Rights Movement -- lay much of "the long road to freedom"-- the deaths of three Mississippi Civil Rights workers, the assassination of Medgar Evers, James Meredith’s attempt to enroll at the University of Mississippi, George Wallace's "segregation now, segregation tomorrow, segregation forever" speech, the March on Washington, the confrontation at the Edmund Pettus Bridge and the Selma to Montgomery March, and the passage of the Civil Rights Act of 1965. 

            As the 50th Anniversary of so many of these events approach, let us not forget.  Let us not allow these dates to go unnoticed.  Remember and celebrate.   Honor those whose courage changed America for all Americans. 

           

Images from Indy Motorcycle Expo

My next bike?  Maybe. Love the Victory Vision - the way it rides & way it looks. And this 2008 model has been pampered & is priced about $10K under a new one.

Some people hate the looks of what I call the retro-futuristic style of the Vision.  But I think it looks great and rides even better

This is the bike my son Alex would like to have

Packer scooter

Custom casino bike

Thumper custom bike

Thumper - detail. Note the Thumper grenade launcher above the pipes

Stunning custom bike

Dark Knight custom bike - Joker side. Remarkable paint job.

Dark Knight - Joke detail

The Dark Knight - Two Face side. Great look at the impressive styling

Great custom bike. Note red snakeskin seat

Skeletons and Roses

Skeleton & Roses detail

The end.  Literally.  Custom Motorcycle Hearse - used throughout Midwest at about 60 funerals each year -- plus in parades, fairs and charity events. 

Whitney Houston & American Soldiers - A Reflection

My daughter Emily proudly serves in the National Guard and is a nursing student at Ball State.  Her reflections on the passing of Whitney Houston are worth passing along:

Hey, Whitney Houston died. . . . Age 48. . . . Sad day.  But the big deal?  So many young soldiers who've done so much have died in worse ways for others and no one ever even heard their names.

It's kinda annoying when people are so dramatic and sympathetic for deaths that were caused by that individuals own fault and others who deserve the attention dont receive any recognition

The Hoodie, OJ & Other Ramdom Thoughts While Watching the Super Bowl

A few random thoughts while watching the Super Bowl.

1.   This week is going to seem like one big morning after in Indianapolis

2.   Did Bill Belichick get some type of huge discount on gray hoodies?  Does he really think it looks good on him?

3.   Wonder what O.J. Simpson was doing during the Super Bowl?  Wonder if as he sits in the rec room with all the other orange suited prisoners, if he has any second thoughts about the course of his life.

4.  How proud are Archie & Olivia Manning?  Wonder if Eli will wear both of his rings to the next family gathering?

5.  Why didn't NBC at least give a mention to the Indianapolis Children's Choir, which sang backup for Kelly Clarkson during the National Anthem.  Would it have hurt to give those kids just a small mention?

6.  Why did MIA give the bird to the camera? The NFL was just starting to recover from Janet Jackson & giving some current music a place in the halftime show (last year was Black Eyed Peas).  But the NFL's efforts were again rewarded with a juvenile publicity stunt.  Next year we may be watching Dolly Parton & The Monkees at halftime.  "Take the Last Train to Clarksville."

INDY SUPER BOWL ZIP LINE - THE RIDE OF A LIFE TIME

Rode the zip line at the Indy Super Bowl Fan Zone yesterday.  Before I took the leap, I took a video of my daughter Emily (furthest from camera) and her friend Ashley.  My son Alex & girlfriend Bree followed a view minutes later.

You get to the top of the tower, then go through the gate. Looking out over the city, and down at the thousands of people below, you have a nervous excitement. Then you step through the gate and the workers hook you up to the cable. 

With a bit of hesitation, you step off the tower onto a metal grate step and look down. Everyone with our group shared the same experience:

"Wow (or a 4-letter substitute), that's a long way down."  

The another thought:  "Am I really going to be able to take that step off?" 

But the guide has you sit down (see video), and when you do, you feel the tug & support of the cable, and those nerves disappear. Then you push off and you are the closest you will ever be to flying. You feel the wind, hear the zing of the cable, & see all the colors and commotion of the crowd below. 

I would do it again in an instant.