I really do appologize. I have been slacking off for the past couple of days. To tell you the truth there is nothing happening around here to report about and I might also add I have nothing to rant nor rave about. I do however appreciate ~K a.k.a. (MOM) for plugs she's been giving to those of us she find's worthy enough to read on a daily basis!!! : x Much love. Just one thing though. I'm starting to realize that everyone I read on a daily basis has started to pull a "Prince", but instead of a symbol they've resorted to using one letter. Did Imiss a memo? Is this some special blog group that is being created? I want IN!!!! : ( Or I'll just sit outside the door of the clubhouse till you feel pity for me.
For the reals though. I had last night off and got really, really, bored sitting in the dark with no one to talk with. I was thinking about a previous blog of mine. The John Wayne one. I started thinking about when I was growing up back in Colorado, and the music my parents would always play on the radio. I grew up with Red Sovine, Tennessee Ernie Ford, Ernest T. Tubb, Marty Robbins, Conway Twitty, Johnny Paycheck, and the "Man In Black" Johnny Cash. Who my mother says that we're related to because June Carter was a cousin or some thing of the sort. Unsubstantiated claim as of yet! Those are just a few of the many names I can recall from listening to the radio as a little boy. 98.5 KYGO for the Sunday Morning Hall Of Fame.
Let me return to why I really posted today.
There's a specific kind of name for this type of song but I don't remember what it is, but that's not the question. The question is; Can you tell me who actually turned the following broadcast into a country song of sorts? Using any kind of search engine is cheating!!!!! I want to see who really knows this. I apologize to those of you who do not listen to country music especially the classics. You have no idea of what you're missing.
Gordon Sinclair's editorial broadcast from Toronto as printed in the Congressional Record:
This Canadian thinks it is time to speak up for the Americans as most generous and possibly the least appreciated people on all the earth. Germany, Japan and, to a lesser extent, Britain and Italy were lifted out of the debris of war by the Americans who poured in billions of dollars and forgave other billions in debts. None of these countries is today paying even the interest on its remaining debts to the United States. When the franc was in danger of collapsing in 1956, it was the Americans who propped it up, and their reward was to be insulted and swindled on the streets of Paris. I was there. I saw it. When distant cities are hit by earthquakes, it is the United States that hurries in to help. This spring, 59 American communities were flattened by tornadoes. Nobody helped.The Marshall Plan and the Truman Policy pumped billions of dollars into discouraged countries. Now newspapers in those countries are writing about the decadent, war mongering Americans. I'd like to see just one of those countries that is gloating over the erosion of the United States Dollar build its own airplane. Does any other country in the world have a plane to equal the Boeing Jumbo Jet, the Lockheed Tristar, or the Douglas 10? If so, why don't they fly them? Why do all the International lines except Russia fly American planes? Why does no other land on earth even consider putting a man or woman on the moon? You talk about Japanese technocracy, and you get radios. You talk about German technocracy, and you get automobiles. You talk about American technocracy, and you find men on the moon - - not once, but several times - and safely home again. You talk about scandals, and the Americans put theirs right in the store window for everybody to look at. Even their draft-dodgers are not pursued and hounded. They are here on our streets, and most of them, unless they are breaking Canadian laws, are getting American dollars from ma and pa at home to spend here. When the railways of France, Germany and India were breaking down through age, it was the American who rebuilt them. When the Pennsylvania Railroad and the New York Central went broke, nobody loaned them an old caboose. Both are still broke. I can name you 5,000 times when the Americans raced to the help of other people in trouble. Can you name me even one time when someone else raced to the Americans in trouble? I don't think there was outside help even during the San Francisco earthquake. Our neighbors have faced it alone, and I'm one Canadian who is damned tired of hearing them get kicked around. They will come out of this thing with their flag high. And when they do, they are entitled to thumb their nose at the lands that are gloating over their present troubles. I hope Canada is not one of those.
I REPEAT. Please don't use search engines!!!
~Joshua
3 comments:
I ran across your blog through K. Stay Safe. Thanks for all you do. I ahve a son serving in Iraq.
I am going to take a guess...George Strait.
Dang...i've heard this before adn I don't remember!!!!
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