February 5, 2018 6:37 AM
Monday Morning Reads — Super Bowl Edition
Happy Monday, everyone! I didn’t watch the Super Bowl, but that didn’t stop me from drinking lots of beer. And, like many of you, my head is throbbing.
Today’s Morning Reads reflect that fact.
News By The Numbers
1 minutes and 52 seconds – Pink sang the national anthem under two minutes. Here’s why… she sang it with the flu.
41-33 – EAGLES WON!
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I wasn’t surprised to find out Timberlake still can’t sing but I thought he could dance anyway. Sad halftime, looked more like a mid-level Disney production than the usual techno-Caligula frenzy.
Atlanta now has the chance to be the 1st team in NFL history to have the home field advantage in the Super Bowl.
We don’ need no stinkin’ stories to get us started.
23 people were killed by police in the United States last week
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https://chamblee54.wordpress.com/2018/02/04/killed-by-police-february-4/
One was in Savannah either for last week or the week before. The funeral was this last Saturday, where a 12 year old was shot DURING the funeral.
http://www.wtoc.com/story/37423765/12-year-old-fighting-for-his-life-after-being-shot-by-another-juvenile
Looks like the politics behind the Consumer Finance Protection Bureau is allowing us to be more vulnerable than we need to be. I consider our personal cyber-security to be a valuable component of national security. At least the FTC is doing something.
https://www.reuters.com/article/us-usa-equifax-cfpb/exclusive-u-s-consumer-protection-official-puts-equifax-probe-on-ice-sources-idUSKBN1FP0IZ
I wonder what this might mean for the cases pending at SCOTUS.
https://www.axios.com/us-supreme-court-denies-gop-request-to-hold-off-new-congressional-map-1517852548-18a5985a-85f8-4394-a943-53f16e097b64.html?source=sidebar
I only saw a few minutes of the Super Bowl in the background while visiting with relatives yesterday and while this would have not have happened a few years ago my interest in the pro game has diminished significantly in recent years. The college game still draws me at times even though I fully admit that the business that is college football is to the purpose of a university as a fish is to a bicycle. I think it has more to do with it being mostly kids playing a kids game even though behind the scene billions of dollars are on the line.
My disinterest in the NFL really has nothing to do with the national anthem observance or lack thereof though I admit some of the other on-field antics of strutting and prancing after a routing tackle or the like has grown beyond tiresome. It has more to do with having seen all this done before and in some cases, done better. It is also the growing realization in the present that in the more brutal game played in the era of Tommy Nobis, Claude Humphrey, Jack Tatum, etc. that they were literally bashing in their brains. Nobis recently passed and hardly got a mention in the local press, much less in the national. He was one of the most brilliant linebackers to play the pro game and was not recognized as such because he played for one of the worst expansion teams ever. He suffered greatly for all of those hard hits and had a death I personally fear the most of not possessing my mental faculties before I shuffle off. The NYT addressed this issue in an article and a wife’s opinion piece this weekend. They are worth the read:
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/02/02/sports/football/watch-nfl-dilemma.html
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/02/02/opinion/sunday/nfl-cte-brain-damage.html
Another preventable American death by illegal alien debris. Build the wall. Now.
http://fox59.com/2018/02/05/isp-suspected-drunk-driver-accused-of-killing-two-men-including-colts-player-edwin-jackson-was-in-the-country-illegally/
My mother’s cousins were western ‘Prussian’, from the Rhine river areas. My Father’s cousins were eastern Prussian, from a village on the Oder River. Through the end of the Prussian Empire and two world wars, my great grandmother got letters back and forth from the villiage facing the border of Poland to her aunt and her many cousins. It was not until the late 1940’s that the Soviets stopped her letters. A few months after the wall fell, the post master at the small rural city my father’s family called home starting in the mid 1880’s called my great uncle. They had a letter from East Germany, address to the ‘Family of (my great grandmother’s name’). It was a cousin we had not heard from in over 40 years.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/retropolis/wp/2018/02/05/and-let-there-be-light-the-fall-of-the-berlin-wall-and-how-fear-dies/?utm_term=.e059d9f9e1f5