Monday, June 6, 2016

Beer; Tamale Louie; The Search; More Beer; Handcuffs

Nice sunny day. 85 degrees and breezy. Low humidity.

I met with my GP, Jonathan Kushner, who agreed (to  the consternation of Elaine) that 2 alcoholic beverages a day was fine for me.  Elaine wanted me cut down to one per. There are not many pleasures left to an old man like me... so my craft beer is a definite pleasure. (see: Beer Perqs, below.)



Citizen Kahn

Kathryn Schulz wrote a wonderful story in the New Yorker about a man who lived the American dream.  Zarif Kahn went from being a homeless waif, to a millionaire called Tamale Louie, in, of all places, Wyoming.  It's a great story and shows up how stupid people are who look down on immigrants. 

Many years ago, I read where people in New Bedford, Massachusetts who were of Cape Verdean descent,  were all shown as "white" on their birth certificates.  I puzzled about this because many of my CV friends were quite dark-skinned.   So, I learned from this story that for some time, if  you were not shown as "white" on your records,  you could not become a U.S. citizen... and people in New Bedford definitely wanted these displaced Island Africans who had never been slaves, to be citizens.. hence the slight alteration in their birth certificates.

Unfortunately, this did not happen to Zarif... because he was not a caucasion, his application for citizenship was turned down, and nobody lied for him.  Even though he had lived and worked in America for years and years, he was not allowed to become a citizen.

There is a lot more to his story.. so, I highly recommend that you get the June 6 + 13 2016 issue of the New  Yorker and follow Zarif's colorful life... and death.

Search Party

Two old guys were pushing their carts around the department store when they collided.  The first old guy said to the second. "Sorry about that.  I'm looking for my wife and I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

The second old guy said, "that's Okay.  It's a coincidence,. I'm looking for my wife, too, and I can't find her, either.  I'm getting a  little desperate."

The first old guy said, "Well, maybe I can help you find her. What does she look like>?"

The second old guy replied, "She's 27 years old, tall, with red hair, blue eyes, long legs and a big bust.  She's wearing short shorts.  What does your wife look like?"

"Never mind; let's look for  yours first."


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Beer Perqs

Chuck Shephert reports in the Funny Times, that warehouse workers at Copenhagen's Carlsberg Beer brewery went on strike because the company cut back on their three free beers per shift.   Now, they have only one beer per shift, and only with their lunch.  Bummer!

Cuff him, Danno!

The Week reports that a Texas man fled police custody while still in handcuffs, then called 911 to request medical help because the manacles were cutting of his arm circulation.


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