Another American nightmare . . .
Saturday, June 14, 2025. It's the Satyr's day in umbrella/rain hat season. A thunderstorm visited TulseyTown briefly this morning. Easy Southeasterlies and cloud cover are forecasted for the rest of the day in the mid 80's with slight rain chances remaining through the nighttime hours.
Diablo Cody turns 47 today. Born in1978 Lemont, Illinois, she is a multiple laureate writer, producer, director for film, stage and literature.
Che Guevara was born on this day in 1928 Rosario, Argentina.
Speaking of revolutions...
Two hundred and fifty years ago, on June 14, 1775 Congress established the Continental Army.
Old Glory is 248 years old. Ttoday is Flag Day in the U.S.
And it's “No Kings” day with demonstrations across the country in over 2,000 cities.
Heather Cox Richardson recently posted an excellent conversation with Secretary Pete Buttigieg on the future of America. Worth your time.
Stump a toe while a black cat crossed your path yesterday? So, what's the story behind Friday the 13th?
Last Blow in the Death of an American Nightmare
It happened in the market square in Springfield, Missouri, in 1865. The parties involved were James Butler “Wild Bill” Hickok — a professional gambler and former Union scout — and Davis Tutt, a cowboy and former Confederate soldier. The two men had a falling out over a woman and a gambling debt, and finally agreed to settle their differences in a duel. They faced off at a distance of about 75 paces and fired simultaneously. Tutt’s shot went wild, but Hickok’s hit Tutt through the heart.
In the heartland of Missouri
where even in July Springs sprang forth
in once flowering Fields birthing a name
no longer befitting the place,
The last of the dying Confederacy
gave up on the schizophrenic split
between passions, attempted to unify them
in the street.
Poor ol’Davis Tutt shot through the heart
once used for an unmeasurable
and another quite measurable love,
at least according to Wild Bill,
who apparently decided to measure both
with a bullet.
– jab