And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales.”—“The End of the Innocence” (1989), written by Don Henley and Bruce Hornsby, performed by Henley from his CD of the same name
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Song Lyric of the Day (Don Henley, on ‘Armchair Warriors’)
And we've been poisoned by these fairy tales.”—“The End of the Innocence” (1989), written by Don Henley and Bruce Hornsby, performed by Henley from his CD of the same name
Friday, April 10, 2026
TV Quote of the Day (‘Maude,’ Interfering With Her Daughter’s Life)
[Unable to find a job, frustrated about being a single mom living in her mother's house, Carol decides to accept a marriage proposal from a man she doesn’t love. A chagrined Maude knocks on the door of her room.]
Maude Findlay [played by Bea Arthur]: "Honey, do you mind if I come in? If I promise…."
Carol Traynor [played by Adrienne Barbeau]: "Promise what?"
Maude: "If I promise not to talk like a mother?"
Carol: "All right."
Maude [striding
over to Carol]: "If I promise not to talk about the way you're
wrecking your life."— Maude, Season 1, Episode 7, “Love and Marriage,” original air date Oct 24, 1972, teleplay by Ralph Goodman, Budd
Grossman and Frank Tarloff, directed by Bill Hobin
Thursday, April 9, 2026
Photo of the Day: “Reading Together” Sculpture, Teaneck Public Library, NJ
I’m a sucker for statues of kids falling in love with books, maybe because I was like that so long ago.
A few
weeks ago, with winter still holding Bergen County in its icy grip, I wrote a post about such a sculpture in front of the Maywood Public Library.
Then, in
late March, I came across one with the same idea, which I’ve photographed here:
“Reading Together,” in the Children’s Reading Garden in the lawn outside the Teaneck Public Library.
This
bronze sculpture was created by New Jersey artist Judith Peck. It’s a charming
centerpiece of the garden, which was dedicated 30 years ago this coming July.
Quote of the Day (Isak Dinesen, on Flamingoes)
“The flamingoes are the most delicately colored of all the African birds, pink and red like a flying twig of an oleander bush. They have incredibly long legs and bizarre and recherche curves of their necks and bodies, as if from some exquisite traditional prudery they were making all attitudes and movements in life as difficult as possible.” —Danish novelist Karen Blixen, a.k.a. Isak Dinesen (1885-1962), Out of Africa (1937)
The image
accompanying this post, of flamingoes in West Coast National Park, South Africa,
was taken on Jan. 1, 2000, by flowcomm.
Wednesday, April 8, 2026
This Day in Senate History (Randolph, Clay Meet in Duel)
Apr. 7, 1826—In a dense forest above a bridge in Arlington, Va., across the Potomac where they had carved out reputations as among America’s most eloquent and brilliant politicians, Secretary of State Henry Clay (pictured) and Senator John Randolph of Virginia met in an “affair of honor”—i.e., a formal, prearranged duel. After an exchange of ineffectual gunfire, the two stopped, smiled, and shook hands, their lives luckily preserved.
That
outcome—shot at without result—was more common than the lethal kind. But not
everyone was so fortunate as Randolph and Clay in those early days of the
republic. The practice continued, despite laws forbidding it, the opposition of
prominent Americans like George Washington and Benjamin Franklin, and
high-profile fatalities that horrified an increasing portion of the country,
including:
*Alexander
Hamilton, shot by Vice-President Aaron Burr in Weehawken, NJ, in 1804;
*Naval war
hero Stephen Decatur, killed by another commodore, James Barron, in
1820;
*Charles
Dickinson, mortally wounded in 1806 by Andrew Jackson for having committed
an especially unpardonable sin in the rising politician’s mind: insulting his
wife Rachel;
*Button
Gwinnett, a signer of the Declaration of Independence, dying in 1777 three
days after being shot by political rival Lachlan McIntosh.
All four
of those deaths resulted from gunfire—like most duels on American soil. Though
challenged parties, as part of the so-called Code Duello rules informally regulating the practice, had the choice
of weapons, these tended to be smooth-bore pistols, unlike the swords often
used in Europe.
Attorneys
and journalists were among the challenged parties. (Indeed, nearly four decades
later, the young journalist Mark Twain had to be hustled out of Nevada for
having written a satirical hoax—an experience he would memorialize several
years later in “How I Escaped Being Killed in a Duel": “I thoroughly
disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me now, I would... take him
kindly... by the hand and lead him to a quiet... spot, and kill him")
More
often, politicians were in the line of fire, despite congressional rules on
decorum in debate. That had seldom if ever stopped Randolph, who, as historian
Henry Adams observed, had acted for the last 20 years like “the bully of a race
course, was on the floor “ready at any sudden impulse to spring at his enemies,
gouging, biting, tearing, and rending his victims with the ferocity of a
rough-and-tumble fight.”
But Clay
should have known better. Though normally cordial and ready to disregard
slights, he’d already been involved with one duel 17 years before, with a
fellow member of the Kentucky House of Representatives, Humphrey Marshall.
An exchange of invective between the two had climaxed in a spitting match, then
Clay’s challenge.
Three
rounds of gunfire left both men slightly wounded before it was terminated. Nine
years later, Clay gave signs that he’d learned his lesson about escalating
quarrels when, as Speaker of the U.S. House of Representatives, he introduced a
resolution banning dueling.
What brought on Clay’s appointment with Randolph was the Virginian’s claim that the relationship between President John Quincy Adams and Clay amounted to a “puritan with the blackleg.”
(There were two possibilities for the meaning of
“blackleg,” neither complimentary: 1) a fatal disease affecting livestock; 2) an
idiom carried over from Great Britain, signifying a cheating gambler or
swindling—a reference to Clay’s penchant for wagering.)
Once
again, Clay took offense enough to issue a challenge. This time, the duel was
shorter—and with less contact to the body—than the one with Marshall. Both men’s
first shots went awry. Clay’s second bullet went through Randolph’s coat near
the hip, and the Virginian, after firing into the air, announced he would not continue.
“You owe
me a coat, Mr. Clay,” Randolph joked, prompting Clay to reply, ‘I am glad the
debt is no greater.”
Altogether
the affair was, according to Senator Thomas Hart Benton of Missouri (who had
seen and even participated in his share), the “highest toned” duel he had ever
witnessed. Matters became so cordial between Randolph and Clay that, when the
Virginian was dying, he insisted on being carried into the Senate to shake his
old adversary’s hand before he expired.
Inevitably,
a “what-if” scenario comes to mind about this duel: If Clay’s shot had found
its mark against Randolph, would it have haunted the rest of his career, as
Jackson’s had after meeting Dickinson? On the other hand, if Randolph hadn’t
been wearing thick gloves that caused his pistol to discharge accidentally and
then go wide, what might have happened to Clay?
The more
important question might have been what would have happened to the United
States. In Clay’s single term as Secretary of State, the department settled 12
commercial treaties—more than all five prior Presidential administrations
combined—and built strong ties with the newly independent Latin American
republics.
With his
service to John Quincy Adams over, he ran unsuccessfully for President two more
times, and arguably was more qualified for the office than any of its other
occupants through the rest of his life. Back in the Senate, his advocacy for
internal improvements and devotion to the Union (demonstrated in compromises
that temporarily averted civil war) influenced the young Abraham Lincoln, who
regarded him as his “beau ideal of a statesman.”
All of
that would have been lost if Clay had fallen in his all-but-forgotten
encounters with Humphrey Marshall and John Randolph.
Song Lyric of the Day (The Grateful Dead, on ‘Easy Street’)
“When life looks like Easy Street, there is danger at your door.”—American rock ‘n’ roll singer-songwriters Robert Hunter (1941-2019) and Jerry Garcia (1942-1995), “Uncle John’s Band,” performed by the Grateful Dead on their Workingman's Dead LP (1970)
A thought that applies just as much to nations as to
individuals.
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Quote of the Day (Jessamyn West, on Faces Ruined by ‘Double-Dealing’)
“Nothing ruins a face so fast as double-dealing. Your face telling one story to the world. Your heart yanking your face to pieces, trying to let the truth be known. One eyelid'll hang down lower than the other, one side of your mouth'll stay stiff while the other smiles. I know a dozen cases like that.” —American novelist Jessamyn West (1902-1984), The Life I Really Lived (1979)



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