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Where were you in 1977?

Where were you in 1977? It was a big year for me ... getting out of the Navy after three years at Camp Lejeune (2nd Anglico) ... and starting graduate school in Chapel Hill. Talk about culture shock. I still haven't recovered.

This diary will tell you a

This diary will tell you a lot about the minds of the Republican base. In fact, it will tell you all you need to know about what's important to them, both in Washington and right here in North Carolina.

According to the poll, 61% of Republicans are rooting for Obama's policies to fail. Not even conservatives (51%) or tea partiers (57%) are rooting as strongly for his failure. In contrast, 89% of Democrats and 59% of independents hope President Obama's policies succeed.

Whether or not you believe President Obama is pursuing the right policies, the goals of those policies -- things like improving the economy, keeping America secure, combating discrimination, and reducing inequality -- shouldn't be that controversial. Still, Republicans overwhelmingly want Obama to fail. Why?

Even in the darkest days with George Bush, I didn't want the asshole to fail. Sure, I expected him to fail, but that's a very different thing from wanting him to fail. I wanted his psychosurge in Iraq to work. I wanted his tax cuts for billionaires to work. I really, really hoped he'd do something that would be effective in some small way.

Republicans, it seems, would rather see the country go down the toilet than see a black President succeed in delivering a better and stronger America. That is totally fucked.

Still in high school in 1977,

and partying a lot more than was healthy or wise. I was also here:

about forty feet from the stage...

Don't tell my mom

She still thinks I had allergy problems back then...

that excuse

somehow never worked for me. I wanted to be at that show worse than anything, but at 11 was still too young. Planned on catching the Zep when they came back around in 80 or 81, but Bonzo's death prevented that. Allergies! Ha!


"...the question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be."

Martin Luther King, Jr., Letter from Birmingham Jail

From 1977 - 2003 there was a warrant for my arrest in Vermont...

... but I didn't find out about it until I retired from practicing law in California and moved to Raleigh.

I had just finished up the year ('76 -'77) at UVM, and had transferred to Georgetown U. for the following year. I packed up my Jeep with my dog and everything I owned and started driving toward home in Bethesda, Md. I got pulled over on the freeway for having expired registration, by 2 days. I was a poor college student. I couldn't afford to rent a hotel room for long enough to take care of the ticket. And why should I register the car in Vermont? I was leaving and was never going back to Vermont (and I never have).

So I did the only intelligent thing:

I waited until the cop was over the horizon, punched the gas pedal and got my butt out of Vermont.

When I moved here in late 2002 and went to take the D/L test the following January, I aced it. I answered the first 20 questions on the touch-screen monitor and didn't have to answer the last five (80% gets you your D/L, so it quit when I got 20 right). I was feeling pretty good about myself when I walked over to the guy, and he said, "There's a problem here. Vermont has a hold on your license."

Yes, I instantly recalled the details of my crime. And I had to call up ol' Wifehorn Leghorn, and tell her "I know it's not always easy for you, being married to me ... and today is another one of those days ..."

Cost me $135 and two weeks. The folks in Vermont were nice. Thank FSM they didn't charge me interest for the 26 years that warrant was out for my arrest!

Proud member of BlueNC for more than 9 years

In 1977 I was either a Junior or a senior in HS

Living around Harrisburg PA. Graduated from some great schools with no gang or violence problems. In my Senior Year, I was elected Vice President of my HS Camera Club, but ended up effectively being the President because the guy who ran and won as President was only doing so to build his resume - so of course he never showed up. He wrote in my yearbook that he only did that to build his resume.

From that day on- ticket-punchers who puff their resumes have never impressed me. In fact they disgust me because they really don't do anything other than build themselves up at the expense of others.

Esse quam videri!

Chris Telesca
Wake County Verified Voting

In 1977

I was still very much wet behind the ears. I'd discovered rock music, but not much else that it leads to (they tell it's the Devil's gateway to all manner of evil). The music alone was rebellion enough in my parent's house. Compared to some of you outlaws, I've lived the life of a saint all these years since.


"...the question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be."

Martin Luther King, Jr., Letter from Birmingham Jail