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Down By The River

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Just got in from the cold. It’s been a bitterly cold day today and luckily I didn’t wind up in the Hudson River like the passengers on the US Air plane that landed on the water a few hours ago. I heard about it at work and watched it as it unfolded.

All the passengers have been reported safe and in various hospitals. No major injuries, some hypothermia from the freezing waters of the Hudson, 40 degrees. The ferries were first on the scene followed by NYPD and FDNY boats and the US Coast Guard.

From Hoboken411 YouTube. Couldn’t wait for permission.

I called Bill to tell him the news, which he hadn’t heard. I had a feeling the ferries would be tied up with the rescue and decided to take the Path train since the buses would be filled with ferry passengers unable to get across the river. Bill and I agreed that the Path would probably be the better bet.

It’s been reported that a flock of Canadian geese flew into the engines and tore up the fan blades. So with only a few days left, I guess BushCo. will invade Canada for revenge. So it was a bad thing that happened but so far no fatalities making it a semi happy ending.

This morning it was snowing out which was a surprise to me. Nothing too much, just a dusting. Some icy spots but no spills on my part. Took the short cut through Grand Central Station, navigating my way through the commuters coming in from upstate and Connecticut.

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As I was going through the doors on Lexington Avenue, I saw Gerri Delaney walking in from outside. I used to work with her at Staffmark, a staffing agency from 2001 to 2002. We worked side by side and got along well.

We also worked during 9/11. I was let go from the agency the following summer and when the first anniversary of 9/11 came up I gave her a call to see how she was doing. A lot of people had unhappy memories of that day and I figured since we both went through it together it might be a good time to reconnect.

Her reaction on the phone had the tone of ‘why are you calling me?’ That was the last I spoke with her until at some point last year when she somehow called me at work wondering how I was doing. I gave short answers and dutifully took her phone number on a post it which I stuck onto a printer that I eventually threw out.

I didn’t say anything to her this morning as I passed her and I didn’t look back either.

Despite the plane landing on the water it was pretty much a quiet day. Cold, but quiet. Bill had a visit with Medicare to see about getting a home health aide for round the clock care. Hopefully that will go well and Bill will be able to stay in Hoboken again.

Awfully cold in bed at night without the big lump on the right.

For the past couple of days or so I’ve been posting a lyric online from some random song. Today’s lyric was ‘In walked Bud with his exploding nose, he’s been giving it maximum today/shouted’ how the devil you in trouble I suppose, all you ever do is runaway’.

The song was written by Graham Parker and covered by Dave Edmunds/Rockpile, called ‘Crawling from the Wreckage’.

I am so Nostradamus.

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What a cold and wet day this has been today. Just really crappy out. Last night was quiet again. O & Rm which is wearing thin, then the Daily Show and The Colbert Report. Didn’t watch Scrubs yet. Still have to watch that Stax Soul Revue from the other night.

Slept really well last night though. Woke up to the sound of rain which made getting out of bed that much more unappealing. Still I rallied.

I’ve been reading online some post about Yoko Ono. It was from The Curvature, A Feminist Perspective on Politics and Culture. I really enjoyed it. I always felt Yoko was unfairly blamed for the break up of the Beatles.

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http://thecurvature.com/2008/12/15/yoko-ono-a-feminist-analysis-introduction-oh-yoko/

I remember seeing a midnight showing of Let It Be a long time ago (Lennon was still alive) and whenever Yoko was on the screen people in the audience would hiss and yell things. I liked John enough and felt that if he thought she was cool, then she was cool with me.

John, Paul, George and Ringo were pretty much tired of each other. Brian Epstein had passed away and he was basically the barrier between them and the music business. That was the beginning of the end.

They weren’t really the cuddly mop tops that people imagine them to be. They could be assholes too, or in John’s words, the biggest bastards in the world. And Yoko could be an asshole too.

They couldn’t get it together to buy their publishing, John was flirting with heroin, Paul was sleeping with anything in a skirt, George was unhappy being a Beatle and Ringo felt his role was being diminished.

George and Ringo were also fed up with Paul telling them how to play and what to play, and if they couldn’t do it, Paul would do it himself. The showdown between Paul and George can be seen in Let It Be.

There was also a betrayal of John by Paul. They had a deal to own equal shares in Northern Songs, their publishing company. But unknown to John, Paul was buying up his own shares which John eventually found out.

It’s not a pretty story and it ended badly for all concerned. But basically the break up wasn’t Yoko’s fault. They were heading for a break up anyhow. Do you think the Beatles could have lasted into the 1970’s against Led Zeppelin? I think they ended on an up note and became legends.

Another report that I’ve been reading is related to something I posted last year on July 28, 2008 under the title, God. I wrote about Sean Kennedy who was attacked, punched so hard in the face that facial bones were broken, causing Sean Kennedy to fall and when he hit the pavement, his brain stem became separated ensuring his death.

The murderer, Stephen Moller received a sentence of 18 months. In South Carolina it seems a gay mans life is worth less than a straight mans life. To rub some salt in the wound, Moller the murderer is being considered for parole since 18 months for murder can be such a difficult thing.

I was motivated to write a letter to the parole board asking them to deny his parole at the upcoming hearing. I’ve never written a parole board, not even requesting that John Lennon’s assassin remain behind bars. But this motivated me enough to do so.

Whether or not a letter from some homo in Hoboken has any weight to a South Carolina parole board, I couldn’t say. But I felt I had to do something.

Here is what I sent to the South Carolina Parole Board:

Department of Probation Pardon and Parole Services
2221 Devine Street, Suite 600, PO Box 50666
Columbia SC 29250

RE: Stephen Andrew Moller – SCDC ID # 00328891

To Whom It May Concern:

I have just read online and in the print media of the fact that Stephen Moller (SCDC ID # 00328891) is being considered for a parole hearing. Stephen Moller is a murderer plain and simple, despite the fact that he was charged with the involuntary manslaughter (after screaming anti-gay epithets) of Sean Kennedy.

This is reprehensible. Moller took Kennedy’s life, and destroyed the lives of Kennedy’s family and friends. To allow something like Moller a chance for parole, a chance to kill again would be a travesty of justice, much worse than the year and a half sentence that Moller has received. Someone like him should be behind bars for life.

A mistake has been made with Moller’s sentencing. Please do not make that mistake even worse by granting an early release, especially since the year and a half sentence was a joke.