And we're back..
Folks, I apologize for not publishing last week as promised. I had every intention of doing so, but there were some extenuating circumstances.
In brackets is how I planned to start my first new post of 2020:
(To start, we not only rang in a new year, but also a new decade. We've all read about the roaring 20's last century, now we have a chance to create a roaring 20's of our own, and hopefully not one that means that we are constantly roaring at each other, though sadly that looks like where we are headed.
I don't know about you, but for those of us who lived through the turn of the millennium {and being that that event occurred 20 years ago, there might be folks reading this that either weren't there or too young to remember} doesn't the turn of the decade seem a bit anti-climactic? I remember when it went from 2009 to 2010, and people were like "Oh, yeah, BTW it's going to be a new decade" I really believe that having anticipated Y2K and all that stuff, that merely starting a new decade was a letdown. And going from 2019 to 2020 is kind of the same feeling. At least that's how I see it.
And I have tried to resist the temptation of declaring the previous year as a good year or a bad year. First of all, as many of you have pointed out, almost without fail, I have referred to most years as tough years or bad years or hard years. Since Y2K, there have only been 3 years I would classify as good. 2004, 2008 and 2014. In each of those years where it seemed like more good things than bad happened, I still had to watch good friends bury loved ones. So one person's heaven is another person's hell.
But that being said, the 2010's were a nightmare. 2011 my nephew Connor was born, which was the highlight of an otherwise crappy year. 2012 saw Super Storm Sandy and all that wrought. 2013 was still digging out from 2011 and 2012. 2014 my nieces Rachel and Finley were born and I got to take a trip with Tara and Tim.That was far and away the best year. 2015 I got sick. 2016 was the nightmare Presidential Election. We know what happened in 2017 and 2018. 2019? I felt like that was just trying to deal with everything that happened.
So the easy thing to do is say "Well thank God that's over with." But is it going to get any better? We're all getting older, the country is getting angrier, the world more dangerous than ever.
As tempting as it is to give in though. I know we have to be stronger.
I have to be stronger.
I have to realize that we've been up against it before and we'll be up against it again, but yet we press on. I have to be strong because I want Timmy to live his best life and to take advantage of the gifts he has. I have to be positive so that HE can be positive.)
So, after writing all this last Saturday night, Tara, Timmy and I went to 9:30 Mass at St. Anthony's Sunday morning. When we came out, our driver's side mirror was in pieces on the street.
I couldn't in good conscience publish a blog asking myself and my fellow man to be happy and positive when all I could think of was how much I wanted the strangle the no-good S.O.B. who sideswiped our car and broke the mirror. On the outside I stayed calm, even winning praise from Tara. On the inside I was boiling.
Thankfully, we have an excellent, honest auto body shop right near us who replaced the mirror for a reasonable price. I dropped it off Monday morning and picked it up Monday evening. So that made me feel better. Don't get me wrong, I still want the person responsible to have crashed in a fiery one car wreck, but other than that, it's all good.
In any event...
THE MIDDLE EAST:
There was a time in the not too distant past where I would have celebrated the take down of Qaseem Soleimani, the top military commander in Iran.
Soleimani was clearly one of the bad guys, someone who planned attacks against our troops and our allies. Two weeks ago, an airbase near Kirkuk, Iraq was attacked, killing one American contractor and wounding several others. Airstrikes were conducted in retaliation. Then the US embassy was stormed by protesters. The attack against the embassy was put down by US Marines with tear gas. Some compared it to Benghazi. To me it was more like another more distant memory.
Iran has been a thorn in our side for the past 40 years. With this past November being the 40th anniversary of the seizure of the American Embassy in Tehran, I read a book called Pieces of the Game by Col. Charles W. Scott, one of the hostages that spent 444 days in captivity. Reading about what he and the other hostages went through is enough to make your blood boil, all these years later.
Hearing about our embassy in Baghdad being attacked, I thought about what happened to Col. Scott.
Iran has tried to provoke us at every turn. After 9/11, I had no issue whatsoever of President Bush referring to Iran as an Axis of Evil along with Iraq and North Korea.
And yet as I sit here today, I feel more troubled.
Yes I'm happy that a terrorist was put out of business, but now I see thousands of our troops being deployed to the Middle East. By a President who said one of his goals was to draw down US troops in the Middle East, and who chided three of his predecessors for not doing so.
I see something John Kerry often repeated during his run for the White House in 2004: a plan to win the war but no plan to win the peace. Yes we took out the top commander, what happens now?
I see an already unstable situation becoming more unstable.
Part of me wants to ask, Why now? Remember when Bill Clinton was facing impeachment and he chose that time to hit Saddam Hussein for kicking out UN Weapons inspectors? Wag the Dog they called it.
The similarities here are hard to ignore.
On the other hand, we can't have our embassy being attacked, or our airbases being bombed. That's not up for debate.
What is up for debate is this.. Was this the best solution?
On Tuesday, the Iranians fired a bunch of missiles at one of our bases that apparently did little to no damage. On Thursday, President Trump addressed the nation. Did anybody catch that? I don't mean to make light of any of this, but I still get the feeling sometimes that Trump doesn't realize he's actually in charge, that he thinks he's playing the President on TV. He had Mike Pence and some of his top military people come in to the room first. Then the doors behind the podium opened up, and for a few seconds, Trump stood there, all you could see was a shadow surrounded by bright light. Then he slowly walked up to the podium. All that was missing was Michael Buffer screaming "Ladies and Gentlemen, President Trump!"
The speech was no laughing matter of course. Trump promised more sanctions against Iran, vowed they would never acquire a nuclear bomb on his watch, but also seemed to suggest that there wouldn't be any more missile attacks for the time being.
Again folks, I have always been a foreign policy hawk, at least since 9/11. I feel that had we taken care of business after the two embassy bombings in 1998, or after the USS Cole was attacked in 2000, maybe 9/11 wouldn't have happened. We can debate that till the cows come home.
If Soleimani was planning more attacks on American interests, then taking him out was the right move. I would just feel a lot better if I had more faith in the guy calling the shots for us.
RIP: Don Imus 1940-2019
I never met Don Imus. He was a 79 year old with all sorts of health issues. A recovering alcoholic and drug addict. And yet I was crushed when I got the news alert that he had died.
I've told you all before about the day he came to WFAN, about how he told Pete Franklin that Pete should handle the electrical equipment since it was raining. How he made me laugh for the next 30 years till he retired in 2018. He took me from sophomore year of high school to 10 years into fatherhood. From the Q45 bus to my 15 minute drive to work in RVC.
I saw him do his show at the World Financial Center as he raised money for the Hackensack Children's Cancer Center. (I was there the day before the first attack on the WTC in February 1993)
He wasn't everyone's cup of tea, I know that. I never felt that he was a racist. One of the things he always said was "I don't hate anyone, but nobody is above being made fun of." That of course was wrong.
People who can't defend themselves are not to be made fun of. Children are not to be made fun of.
The Rutgers Women's basketball team may not have been children, but they were college kids. They weren't politicians lying to our faces on TV, or millionaire pro athletes complaining about being disrespected. That's why what he said about them was so reprehensible.
I believed him when he said he was sorry, and I didn't think he should have been fired for it. Suspended? Sure. But not fired. Especially when two of his chief interrogators Al Sharpton and Jessie Jackson had issues with race relations themselves. And for WFAN to replace Imus with Craig Carton smacked of hypocrisy.
I'm just going to remember the great lines he had....
Talking about people needing "a checkup from the neck up"
Telling Donald Trump back in the early 90's that he'd support him"till he went from the back of the limo to the front"
Describing ABC News Sam Donaldson as having "Lee Press-On Hair."
Saying "Gary Carter couldn't throw out Nell Carter trying to steal second base."
Playing songs and telling us "I play these records because I like them. The record companies stopped sending me cocaine and hookers years ago"
When he went after the Clintons (amongst others) at the 1996 White House Correspondent's dinner and was roasted by the media, Mike Lupica asked "Did they think they were getting Bob Hope?" when they asked Imus to appear.
To me that summed it up perfectly. He wasn't for the faint of heart or easily offended. Even his biggest supporters acknowledge what a miserable prick he could be. But they also acknowledge all he did for kids with cancer or kids who lost siblings to S.I.D.S The millions he raised for charity. I realize there are folks who will only remember him for the Rutgers controversy. Not me. For me, he'll be a guy who kept me engaged in politics, broke down sports when I sometimes take it too seriously, and most of all, made me laugh, even on days where I knew I wouldn't get the opportunity to laugh for the rest of the day.
I knew I could laugh in the morning.
THE ROYAL FAMILY: Help Wanted
Last month right before we went on hiatus, we reported that Prince Andrew was "fired" from royal duties. Apparently two more positions have just opened.
Prince Harry and Princess Meghan Markle announced this week that they will be "stepping back as senior royals and would work to become financially independent" Man, when Mark Knopfler sang of Money for Nothing and Chicks for Free all these years, I thought he was talking about being a rock star.
God Bless Prince Harry, with that statement he confirmed what we already knew; being a Royal means getting paid for doing nothing. Now it looks like the two of them are going to go out and earn a living.
For the Duchess, that probably means getting back into show biz, but I'm thinking maybe that's where Harry's future lies as well. With Daniel Craig about to turn in his 007 credentials, how about Harry Windsor as the next James Bond? Forget Idris Elba or Tom Hiddelson or whoever else they've been talking about. Harry would be a natural. And think of the box office records that would set! I'm telling you this would solve a whole bunch of problems. Even Queen Elizabeth and Prince Charles would cool off, and the Brits would love it.
And once again, if they are looking for someone to replace Harry as Duke of Sussex, well my offer stands for that gig as well. And I haven't run this past Tara yet, but I think we could come as a package deal. Again we'll take half the salary, plus moving expenses.
My teachers were right. I really can come up with good ideas if I put my mind to it.
FOOTBALL: RIP (for now) The Patriots:
As the football season was winding down, I started to hear the squawking about how the 20 year dynasty that is the New England Patriots was finally coming to an end. Problem was, I heard all that crap last year too. Remember? The Pats stumbled a bit towards the end, and everyone was saying the Chiefs were going to the Super Bowl. We all saw what happened, (well I didn't cuz I didn't watch) but there was another happy ending for Robert Kraft (seewhatididthere?)
So naturally I took the predictions of the demise of the Patriots with a grain of salt. Sure they lost a couple of games at the end of the season, including one to the lowly Dolphins, but surely they would turn it on in January, right?
Well even a broken clock is right twice a day. The Pats lost last week to the Tennessee Titans and finally those who kept saying the Pats were toast had something to crow about. Now these same experts are speculating that Tom Brady is a) retiring b) leaving via free agency or c) moving to England to replace Prince Harry.
Here's what I think is going to happen.. Brady will report to camp for the Patriots at the age of 43 with a chip on his shoulder. I can't see the last pass Tom Brady ever throwing being a pick-6. Don't get me wrong, there would be nobody happier than I if that were the case. But football was invented to make me miserable, and the only way I see Tom Brady going out is with another Super Bowl championship.
And BTW, has the perception of a new coach ever changed as rapidly because of a press conference as it did for new Giants coach Joe Judge? Wow, I mean it went from "who the hell is this guy?" to "How were we lucky enough to get this guy?"
Do you remember when the Giants hired Ben Macadoo as their coach, and he showed up to his presser looking like he hadn't worn a suit since his First Holy Communion? I remember people saying "He's so into football, that he doesn't have time for little things like finding a suit that fits. When the Giants fired him, more than one fan remarked "I knew we were in trouble when he showed up to his press conference in that awful suit."
Sure you did. And if Judge doesn't get the Giants back to respectability, they'll be saying "I knew he was all talk." LOL
Hope you all enjoyed the beautiful weather this weekend. I felt like I was out of town for a few hours on Sunday, it was so warm.
Again, I'm sorry for the false advertising last week. I should have just stuck to my original plan.
In two weeks, we'll preview the Democratic Primaries, as the raucous Iowa Caucus in almost upon us.
Till then Have a Great Week