I'm not even going to try to pretend I'm impartial any more. Anyone who reads this sludge on a regular basis can figure out which way I'm leaning when it comes to presidential politics.
So here's a quick debate review: Personally, I loved the Dred Scott reference. It's a shame he couldn't work in the Hawley-Smoot Tariff, the Alien and Sedition Acts, and "54'40" or Fight." At least we know he paid attention in 10th grade U.S. history. Well, for the first few weeks, anyway.
Kerry isn't winning these debates. Luckily for him, Bush is blowing them big time. He looks like a petulant child. I hope to God, who apparently is also running for office (he was mentioned enough in St. Louis), that the "undecideds" who can't seem to make up their minds were watching.
I still hear leftists who complain there's "no difference" between the candidates. They either aren't watching closely, or they need to step in a big steaming pile of reality.
In the meantime, I ask again: Dred Scott?
I get a lot of email --- upwards of 50 to 100 messages a day. Some of it is work-related, some of it is personal, and a fair amount is offering can't-miss stock tips, Kenyan money transfers and pills and potions that will enlarge my anatomy. (Come to think of it, if I acted on all of the offers I've received via email just this month, I'd already have an enormous ... er ... bank account.)
The upshot is that if I don't continually delete emails from my inbox, I soon can't find anything. Last night I realized it's been several months since I cleaned house. I had 2,200 emails.
In digging through them to delete or save the oldest, I discovered a whole bunch of Website-related emails, some going back to January, that I never answered. Good grief! I apologize to anyone who wrote in and didn't get a response until now (a sound file of my apology can be found here).
Anyway, better late than never, right? Well, let's dive in. Mike K., like other emailers, is looking for information about the White Elephant, and another 1960s Mon-Yough nightspot, the "Night Train":
Apparently the White Elephant didn't advertise, at least not in the Daily News, and I've never been able to find any record of who played there and when. I never even heard of Night Train until I read the liner notes of the recent Swamp Rats CD release on Get Hip, where they told a story about opening for the Turtles there. No doubt lots of other national acts appeared there as well. Anyway, I'd love to learn more about them, having grown up in the area (North Versailles) and being a big fan and historian of sorts of the mid/late 60's music scene. Any help you can provide with contacts or whatever is greatly appreciated.
I notice in your questions and answers you mention McKeesport High School and Serra, but there is no mention of St. Peter's High School. I realize that it no longer exists, but I know a lot of people that graduated from there including myself. However, that is not my question. I would like to know the year of the big fire that took out four blocks. I think it may have been around 1974 to 1976.
My parents owned a music store next to the Memorial Theatre on Fifth Avenue (1959-68). My fondest memories of Murphy's were looking through the 45's in the record department. I also ate my first fried oysters there. Yummy!
I stumbled on your message board and boy did it bring back memories, especially the one about Wids and Centennial Street.They forgot to mention Millie (a toughie, but down deep a softy) and Stallings, Finkels, etc. What I was originally looking for was a picture of the railroad station at Ringgold and Lysle Boulevard. Any suggestions on who I can contact to obtain one?
I was wondering if you know of anyone who has a picture of the old Palisades Dance Hall from the early 1950's. My parents 50th wedding aniversary is coming up and that is where they first met. Any help would be greatly appreciated.
Yesterday I mentioned rumors, first reported in The Daily News, that Wal-Mart has purchased Kennywood Plaza shopping center in Duquesne and plans to open a Wal-Mart there. You'd almost be able to see the North Versailles Wal-Mart from the Duquesne one.
Asks Alert Reader Officer Jim: "Isn't the usual colonial strategy to build a lot of forts around the conquered territory to effect control of the native population?"
Does this mean Western Pennsylvania is being colonized by Wal-Mart? Sound the alarm! "The bluecoats are coming! The bluecoats are coming!" Someone put lanterns in the Old North Church: One if by land, two if by sea ... or 1.97 if by Wal-Mart.
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Do you remember what was originally in Kennywood Plaza, besides Kmart? Answers at the end.
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The more I reflected on the vice presidential debate, the more I liked Cheney's performance better than Edwards', even if I didn't agree with the Vice President. Cheney seemed to be taking his time to actually think about the questions and give nuanced responses, while Edwards seemed to be regurgitating talking points.
The irony, of course, is that the Republicans have been hammering Yawn Kerry for being too "wishy-washy" with his long-winded, nuanced responses to everything. (I sometimes envision Kerry receiving his lunch order in the Senate cafeteria: "When I said I wanted mayo, what I meant was I wanted mayo on the side, in a little cup, not on the sandwich itself, although now that the mayo is on the sandwich itself, I will, of course, continue to support the eating of sandwiches, although not necessarily this sandwich at this present time.")
The conventional wisdom (whatever that is) seems to be scoring the debate a tie. By Friday night, the veep debate will be all but forgotten, I suspect, after the tops of the tickets meet again. I think the befuddled President who showed up at last week's debate won't be there --- he's much better dealing with average citizens (who tend not to ask so many pesky hard questions as reporters) than at formal events like debates and press conferences.
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When baseball returns to Washington, D.C., there could be a Mon-Yough area tie: A movement is afoot to rename the Montreal Expos for the Homestead Grays, the Negro League team that got its start in the Steel Valley. (Karen McPherson had coverage in the Post-Gazette; Richard Leiby had an item in The Washington Post.)
The Grays began playing most of their games in Washington in the 1940s, according to Leiby and the Web site RemembertheGrays.org, probably because Pittsburgh already had a championship-caliber Negro League team in the Pittsburgh Crawfords, as well as the all-white Pirates. (Back then, no one thought of the idea of building a publicly-financed stadium to boost attendance.)
The origin of the name "Grays" is still something of a mystery, according to Leiby:
Probably from their uniform color, history prof Rob Ruck at the University of Pittsburgh told us, but he called it "an unusual name for a black team at the time." Christopher Rehling, a Washingtonian who runs the Web site RemembertheGrays.org, said his "best guess" was that the name came from the color of the team's socks (as in White Sox and Red Sox).
The Grays started out as a group of Pittsburgh area steelworkers who played recreationally in the early 1900s as the Blue Ribbons, says Brad Snyder, the Washington author of "Beyond the Shadow of the Senators: The Untold Story of the Homestead Grays and the Integration of Baseball." His book, published last year, is considered the definitive account of the Grays, but he told us he never discovered the name's origin.
As for his preference, Snyder said: "The Nationals would be fine. The Monuments would not be a bad choice. The Grays would be great."
If beggars can't be choosers, then the Mon Valley shouldn't turn up its nose at the prospect of another Wal-Mart. But is one really necessary in Duquesne?
Needed or not, Arkansas' answer to the Death Star has apparently purchased the half-vacant Kennywood Plaza shopping center, at least according to the rumors that Jen Vertullo of the News is trying to nail down:
Wal-Mart reportedly purchased the plaza, but Kimco site managers and Wal-Mart district officials couldn't be reached to confirm the sale. Reports were not made regarding the sale or availability of Kmart's parcel.
Wal-Mart recently opened a small store in a Bethel Park shopping center which also features a Giant Eagle supermarket and dollar store. Also, there is talk about the possible opening of Wal-Mart in Monroeville.
Duquesne officials said they have no official comment regarding Wal-Mart's interest in property within the city.
You are free from my blither-blather today; technical difficulties Monday night made it impossible to post. (There will be a brief pause while you applaud and shout, "Bravo!")
A quick reminder that I am still looking for entries into the "Best Attraction in the Mon-Yough area" contest. An Alert Reader calling himself "Professor Quackenbush" has entered; why haven't you?
Name your favorite place to visit in the region south of Pittsburgh and west of Greensburg; it should be the kind of a place where you'd take a friend or relative if they visited. It doesn't have to be fancy, or touristy; in fact, I'd prefer if it isn't.
Deadline is Nov. 1, and the winner (selected by a completely partial, biased and unfair process) wins their choice of anything from the Tube City Online store.
And, of course, they also get to experience the shame of having their loved ones and/or family knowing that they visit this Web site instead of doing something productive.
Current and former residents of Our Fair City and its surrounding suburbs (are those "Our Fair Boroughs and Townships"?) are eligible. Employees of Tube City Online are unlikely.
Email your entries or post them to this page as a comment.
I've got an original 1970s-vintage Terrible Towel and one of those flattened-out Iron City Beer "Super Super Super Steelers" beer cans, and I consider myself a red-blooded American and a life-long yinzer (so far), but for the life of me, I can't understand full-blown Steelers obsession.
I went to a fundraiser yesterday down at the Washington County fairgrounds for the local ham radio club that was supposed to run from 8:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. It was a beautiful day to be outside --- a crisp breeze, bright sunshine, the smell of freshly-mown hay in the air. I arrived at about 11 a.m., just in time to find vendors packing their vehicles, getting ready to leave.
Why? The Steelers game, of course. Kickoff was only two hours away.
On the way home, I stopped in dahntahn Picksberg to buy a Sunday Washington Post; admittedly, weekends in the Golden Triangle make Death Valley look crowded, but at 1:35 p.m. yesterday, you could have shot a cannon down the Boulevard of the Allies and not hit anyone, or anybody.
I've talked to priests and pastors who tell me that church attendance drops precipitously when the Stillers have an early kickoff on Sundays. Stores have complained that sales go down during Stiller games, as well; I stopped at the House of Rancid Lunchmeat on my way home yesterday afternoon, and they were sending employees home, because the place was nearly empty of customers. (Admittedly, it was a great time to go grocery shopping.)
Look, the Steelers don't drop everything to watch me work (which would be pretty boring, I admit: "Wow! Look at him checking his email! Now he's reaching for his coffee!"), so why should I drop everything to watch them?
Even worse is the attitude the day after a Steelers loss; some people mope around with perpetual scowls on their faces. Do we have that little to get excited about that we have to live vicariously through the Steelers?
I realize it's just a hobby for most people, and Lord knows, I've got some goofy hobbies myself (vide supra, second paragraph), but allowing the activities of a football team, with which 99.99 percent of us have no direct personal connection, to dictate our own lives borders on something unhealthy.
Besides, I've learned that even if I'm not at home to watch the game, and I'm not in the car where I can listen to it on the radio, that I won't have any problem following the game. I stopped at Trader Jack's flea market in Collier Township as the game started, and was able to hear or see every play as I walked around --- there was hardly one person there without a portable TV or radio.
So, by all means, follow the Steelers, root for the Steelers, and listen to the games or watch them on TV --- but for heaven's sake, carry on with the rest of your lives while you do. Got it? Good.
Now, I'm going to go do two things just as useful as ranting about Steelers obsession: Namely, emptying Lake Erie with a thimble while attempting to spit into the wind.
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And all that said: Boy, it was a hell of a game, wasn't it? That there fourth quarter was some football!
Also, I realize that Ben Roethlisberger has only started two games, but if I'm Tommy Maddox, this morning I'm checking to make sure my license to sell insurance is still valid.
Plus, there was good news for those of us who "turn down the TV sound": Myron Cope's voice seemed to be back to full strength after his recent illness. Hmmm-hah! Yoi!
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In the comments section of Friday's entry, Suzie asks an excellent question that has puzzled generations of Pittsburgh baseball fans and fans from other regions who have moved to Western Pennsylvania. Namely, why don't the Pirates inspire the same fanaticism in Picksberg that the Stillers do?
I would argue that the Pirates did, once, inspire that kind of loyalty, up until the early '70s. I suspect several things conspired to steal (no pun intended) the average fan's heart away from the Buccos:
-- The Steelers under Chuck Noll suddenly won four Super Bowls after years of mediocrity;
-- Football (which is much faster-paced than baseball) became ascendant over baseball nationally, thanks in no small part to TV coverage;
-- Both teams moved to Three Rivers Stadium, which was a step up for the Steelers, but arguably a step down for the Pirates, which went from an intimate old-fashioned ballpark to a concrete bowl that was lousy for watching baseball;
-- Several Pirates were implicated in the 1980s major-league baseball drug scandals;
-- At roughly the same time, the Pirates began making constant threats to move, angering many Pittsburghers;
-- The economics of both sports have meant that the Steelers have stayed relatively competitive over the last 20 years, while the Pirates have been in steady decline since 1992.
If the Pirates could put a competitive team on the field --- one that could finish the season at least a few games above .500 --- and stay competitive for several years at a time, then I think fans would find their way back to baseball in Pittsburgh. Frankly, it's hard to expect people to root, year after year, for teams that they know are going to stink.
I know that Mets, Cubs and BoSox fans support teams that often stink, but I'd argue that a small proportion of true, die-hard fans, will support stinky sports teams in every market. But a small proportion of die-hard fans in New York City, Chicago and Boston is a much larger number than the same proportion of fans in Pittsburgh, because those are much larger media markets.
Without major changes to baseball's revenue structure, which are unlikely to come, then all of the teams in the dozen or so major league cities with the smallest metro populations are doomed to perpetual mediocrity, I suspect.