The number one single today in 1956:
Today in 1962, the Everly Brothers, on leave from the U.S. Marine Corps, appeared on CBS-TV’s Ed Sullivan Shew:
The number one British single today in 1965:
The number one single today in 1956:
Today in 1962, the Everly Brothers, on leave from the U.S. Marine Corps, appeared on CBS-TV’s Ed Sullivan Shew:
The number one British single today in 1965:
National Review’s Jim Geraghty passes on an interesting comparison by Ace of Spades:
People will hate me for saying this, but I think the gun-grabbers are similar to the pot prohibitionists in one way.
That way is this: Essentially both impulses come from distrusting a specific population. There is distaste for a culture, and distrust.
The gun-grabbers think that ordinary citizens with no criminal history will become kill-crazy madmen if they carry a gun.
This is because they generally find rural people and conservatives distasteful, and dislike their culture, and oppose their culture.
Similarly, people who insist on keeping pot illegal have distaste for potheads, and do not like the pot culture, and distrust pot smokers
Either of these distrusts/dislikes is permissible; people can have their own opinions. But cultural disdain should not have the force of law.
Geraghty and Ace both point out one major difference: Gun ownership is protected by the Second Amendment, whereas marijuana has no constitutional protection. (Alcohol is sort of protected given that the 21st Amendment eliminated the 18th Amendment, which started Prohibition.)
But the similarities are certainly there. To stereotype for a moment, liberals seem to believe that gun-owners are wild-eyed mouth-breathers who would blow away an entire room full of people upon the first flash of temper. Non-libertarian conservatives seem to believe that pot-smokers are lazy, ambition-free lumps of flesh, or that if you smoke one joint, you’ll be mainlining heroin, freebasing and/or manufacturing methamphetamine tomorrow.
Regular readers know that, as a never-user, I am skeptical of claims of marijuana’s benefits and harm. The claim that marijuana is a gateway drug to harder drugs is more likely an observation about the user than the substance. Those who claim marijuana should be legalized, regulated and taxed need to explain why the experience with tobacco, where higher taxes have led to a black market in tobacco, should be duplicated.
If we took personal freedom and personal responsibility more seriously as a society, this would not be a controversial subject. Instead, we have the steadily growing nanny state, in which the founding principle is that anything that is not specifically allowed is prohibited.
Right Wisconsin subscribers can read my thoughts about retiring Sen. Dale Schultz (R–Richland Center), which include …
This might fit a definition of political courage today: According to one of the tributes in a newspaper in his Senate district, Schultz stood up at a meeting on the proposed Lac du Flambeau Chippewa casino in Shullsburg and announced he was opposed to expanding gambling in Wisconsin. He also voted against the bill to reform the process of reviewing school tribal nicknames, despite the presence of seven high schools with Indian nicknames within his Senate district.
The Act 10 and tribal nickname votes are freebies in a sense, since both passed without Schultz’s vote. On the other hand, Schultz’s vote against the2012 mining expansion bill killed the bill, since Schultz voted with all 16 Democrats against the bill. Schultz appears to be against Walker’s Road to Prosperity tax cuts, claiming not a single constituent of his favored tax cuts as the first use of the state surplus. That makes one think Schultz has stopped listening to his constituents who are more conservative than he is, or those constituents have decided to stop talking to Schultz.
The number one single today in 1962:
The number one British single today in 1966:
Today in 1969, Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash recorded the album “Girl from the North Country.”
Never heard of a Dylan–Cash collaboration? That’s because the album was never released, although the title track was on Dylan’s “Nashville Skyline” album.
Today in 1964, the Beatles appeared on CBS-TV’s Ed Sullivan Shew, for the first time since last week.
The number one British single today in 1967 was written by Charlie Chaplin:
Today in 1974, members of Emerson, Lake and Palmer were arrested for swimming naked in a Salt Lake City hotel pool. They were fined $75 each.
Today in 1961, singer Jackie Wilson got a visit from a female fan who demanded to see him, enforcing said demand with a gun. Wilson was shot when he tried to disarm the fan.
The number one album today in 1964 encouraged record-buyers to “Meet the Beatles!”
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As a Prep Zone newsletter subscriber and/or someone has entered our contests in the past, we thought you’d want to know about our latest contest, in which we’re seeking the best high school sports rivalry in Wisconsin.
The two winning schools in the top rivalry will each get $250 to use for their athletic programs.
You can vote once per day; the field will be narrowed to the finalists on Monday, Feb. 17.
A book about the football rivalry between Georgia and Georgia Tech is called Clean Old-Fashioned Hate. This blog is about high school rivalries, not college (for instance, Wisconsin vs. Minnesota) or pros (for instance, Packers vs. Bears), but the concept is similar.
The easiest way to define a high school sports rivalry is: Lose to this team, and your life is temporarily ruined, at least from the fan’s perspective.
Rivalries are big for everyone involved, but they’re bigger for fans than players. That’s because players have grown up playing each other, particularly in these days of year-round sports. Fans have less personal stake, but take it more personally. That seems odd, but it also seems to be the case. Players wear uniforms; fans dress up in team colors with various team accessories.

The State Journal’s list does not (or did not until I added it) the longest running high school football rivalry in the state, Ripon vs. Berlin. Nor does it include Stratford–Edgar or many others outside the State Journal’s readership area.
There are probably two kinds of high school rivalries. The first could be called Proximity Breeds Contempt — your closest rival in geography. The State Journal’s list includes Holmen–Onalaska, Middleton–Verona, De Forest–Waunakee, Lancaster–Platteville, Dodgeville–Mineral Point, Omro–Winneconne, and Kaukauna–Kimberly. That obviously also includes every in-city rivalry, such as Craig vs. Parker in Janesville, Central vs. Logan in La Crosse, Memorial vs. North in Eau Claire, and every combination of Madison high schools, but particularly East vs. La Follette and Memorial vs. West. Madison East vs. Madison West qualifies because they are the two oldest surviving high schools, since Central was replaced by Memorial in 1970.
The other rivalry could be called Quality Breeds Contempt. That’s a sport-based rivalry, when your number one target is the traditional power in the conference. In Southwest Wisconsin basketball, that’s Cuba City, whose teams have combined for 10 state titles since 1981. In football, that’s Lancaster and Hartland Arrowhead, among others. That kind of rival produces the game on which you base your season, whether you beat the best (over time, not a single season) program in your conference.
Both kinds of rivalry were featured in one 2003 football game, when undefeated Berlin, which was giving up 5 points a game, hosted undefeated Ripon, which was scoring more than 50 points per game. I got to announce that game, and it was a great game … at least from the perspective of the Ripon fans, because the Tigers won 49–0 on the way to their first state title. Four months later featured almost the reverse, with conference boys basketball champion Berlin beating Ripon in double overtime in the regional final on Berlin’s way to losing its sectional final to perennial state participant Seymour.
Beating rivals makes postseason accomplishments better. One of the favorite teams I ever covered was the 1987 Madison La Follette girls basketball team, which finished 9-11 in its regular season. Two of those nine wins were over Madison East, both in overtime (including an overtime shutout of East in the regular season finale). East, thanks to its foreign exchange student, finished higher than La Follette in the Big Eight Conference. So of course La Follette and East had to play in the regional final. And of course the game went to overtime. And of course La Follette won, this time on a buzzer-beater.
Up next was another archrival, Madison Memorial, which won the Big Eight title and beat La Follette twice in the regular season, but not the third time in the postseason. The sectional final then featured a new rival, Portage, which had beaten La Follette in the sectional final the previous year, but not this year.
The same thing happened two years later with another team, the Lancaster baseball team, which also had a 9-11 regular season. The first postseason game was delayed two days because of rain, a problem because of the WIAA’s pitching rule, which prohibits pitchers from throwing more than seven innings over three days, and the fact that instead of starting in three days, the sectional took place after the regional game.
After wins in the regional Thursday and the sectional semifinal Friday, Lancaster faced archrival Platteville, which had beaten the Flying Arrows like a hammer until their last regular-season meeting. Neither Lancaster nor Platteville expected to be in the sectional final anyway; both beat teams with twice as many wins. Lancaster got two innings out of its regional starter, then handed the ball to his freshman brother for his first varsity pitching assignment, with only a state tournament berth at stake.
Lancaster overcame a 4-0 deficit to take the lead, lost the lead in the top of the seventh inning, and then won the game in the bottom of the seventh. I’ll never forget the Arrow fans’ reaction upon the winning run’s scoring — 30 seconds of wild cheering, followed by disbelieving silence.
One of the first high school basketball games I went to was my freshman year, a huge game between La Follette and Janesville Craig, won by the Lancers on two free throws with five seconds left. A month later, the two teams faced each other in the state Class A semifinals, where Craig ended La Follette’s season in their third meeting. Playoff arrangements more often than not follow conferences, but not always, and so for years Madison schools have been in one sectional, while Janesvilles Craig and Parker and Beloit Memorial have been in another.
Readers of this blog know what happened two years after that. La Follette, Parker and Madison West all tied for the 1981-82 Big Eight boys basketball title. Parker went a different postseason direction and lost to Lake Geneva Badger, but La Follette and West’s third meeting was in the sectional semifinal at La Follette. Each team had a legendary coach — West’s Jim Stevens vs. La Follette’s Pete Olson. West had three 6-foot-7 starters. La Follette had guard Rick Olson, who would start four seasons at Wisconsin, plus Steve Amundson, who played at Western Michigan, and Tim Jordan, who played football for Wisconsin and the New England Patriots.
The La Follette gym (which should be named for Pete Olson) was packed beyond capacity, hot and loud the entire 32 minutes of play. La Follette trailed 59–51 with 1:30 remaining, then, as the gym impossibly got louder, outscored West 13–4 over the final 90 seconds (in, remember, the era before the three-point shot), topped off with two free throws with 11 seconds remaining to continue La Follette’s postseason and end West’s. Given the reaction after the game, you would have thought La Follette had won state, which took another week to accomplish.
Six years later, I changed from student to reporter, and watched La Follette knock off West 43–41 in the sectional semifinal, this time at West. One year after that, the reverse occurred, with West’s ending La Follette’s season in its own gym. Two years later, West beat La Follette to get to state. That’s what rivalries are about.
One of the unwritten rules of sports is that if your rival gets farther in the postseason than you do, you should root for your rival. I have never understood that, not because of high school, but because of my experience as a fan of the inept 1970s Wisconsin football teams. You could set your watch to the annual annihilation of the Badgers by Michigan and Ohio State, one of which would then end up in the Rose Bowl. If you had to sit through 56–0, 59–0 and 55–2, why would you then root for the team that obviously (to a young fan) ran up the score on your team?
This became a brief issue in between La Follette state appearances. West went to state in 1981 with a star guard who previously played at Sun Prairie. The players’ parents were divorced; one lived in Sun Prairie and the other lived in West’s attendance zone. In the days before open enrollment, it was controversial for a player to shift from one household to another to play for a better program. My geometry teacher, who bled cardinal and gray, announced before state that while we should ordinarily root for a conference team at state, it would be OK to not root for West because West was gaming the system.
The theory, I guess, is that team A beats team B and goes on far in the postseason, that makes team B look better in retrospect. That’s one way to look at it; another perspective is that team B was just an obstacle in A’s way. If you were a Packers fan in the 1970s, that theory led you to watch the Vikings lose three Super Bowls.
I have since devised (or stolen from somewhere else) what I’ll call the Utility Theory of Rivalry. I came up with this during the 1993 and 1998 college football seasons for the same game, Michigan and Ohio State. In each of those years, the right team needed to win for Wisconsin to have a chance to get to the Rose Bowl. So in 1993 Badger fans rooted for Michigan, and the Wolverines won. In 1998 Badger fans rooted for Ohio State, and the Buckeyes won.
So when should you root for a rival? When that rival’s winning benefits your team. Not otherwise.
Chris Mehring, the excellent announcer of the Wisconsin Timber Rattlers, has been blogging during the interminable interregnum before baseball resumes.
(That is, if baseball is actually played in Wisconsin this year. Given the 345-foot frost depth and the depth of snow, I have my doubts.)
I have followed the Timber Rattlers since we moved to Appleton in 1984. But apparently I wasn’t paying enough attention, because I managed to miss their interesting, to put it one way, throwback and special uniforms over the years.
Mehring’s favorite apparently is a throwback to the 1970s of the Milwaukee Brewers …

… which is a bit ironic for a couple of reasons. The first-season Brewers uniforms were the only-season Pilots uniforms. That’s because the bankruptcy sale to Bud Selig took place during 1970 spring training. So the franchise arrived in Arizona as the Pilots and left as the Brewers. Something similar happened to the 1953 Boston-turned-Milwaukee Braves, but all that was required there was to change the hats from a B to an M. With the Brewers, the franchise literally took the PILOTS and SEATTLE lettering off and stitched BREWERS in their place.
This look replaced the Pilots-turned-Brewers uniforms. The other irony is that the Brewers were quite bad in this uniform. The 1978 pinstripe uniforms with the ball-in-glove logo coincided with a team that started to play like a baseball team, with the arrival of general manager Harry Dalton and manager George Bamberger.
Since changing from the Appleton Foxes to the Timber Rattlers in 1995 and moving from ancient Goodland Field to Fox Cities Stadium, the Timber Rattlers also have honored their current and hopefully permanent parent club …


… plus Appleton baseball teams of the past …



… the “Star Wars” movies …


… the nation on Independence Day …

… the military …

… hunting (yes, that’s camouflage and blaze orange) …

… and mothers:

(That look is a takeoff on the 1975–86 Houston Astros, whose uniforms with multiple shades of orange …



… were called the “Tequila Sunrise” uniforms by some and “rainbow guts” by others.
Given the Timber Rattlers’ colors (dark red and black), it’s surprising they haven’t chosen special rainbow-guts unis of their own, given that last year Louisville …

… and Mississippi State did:

Or perhaps they could emulate the worst uniform in baseball history, possibly the worst in all of sports history:

On Valentine’s Day, this song, tied to no anniversary or birthday I’m aware of, nonetheless seems appropriate:
The number one British single today in 1968 was written by Bob Dylan:
The number one British album today in 1970 was “Motown Chartbusters Volume 3”:
Believe it or not, Iowan tax funds fund a Leisure Studies program at the University of Iowa.
That includes one of Iowa’s Leisure Studies professors, who wrote a column for Politico …
This week, America’s political class has been consumed by an intense, vitriolic debate over a single number: 2.5 million.
That’s the amount by which, according to the Congressional Budget Office, President Obama’s signature health care law will effectively reduce the U.S. work force over the next decade.
The initial Republican reaction was predictable: Pundits filled the airwaves, Cassandra-like, to paint Obamacare as the ultimate job killer. Never mind that, reading the fine print, it’s clear the CBO was talking about workers voluntarily reducing their hours in response to the law—not getting laid off or seeing their shifts scaled back.
And anyway, isn’t that supposed to be a good thing? …
The fuss will doubtless soon die down, but this bit of political theater has resurrected a very old debate about working hours, and could conceivably reawaken what I have called the forgotten American Dream. That dream has not always been just about striving to consume bigger houses, fancier clothes, faster cars. The idea that “full time” work is something foreordained and the bedrock of morality is new, mostly a product of the last century.
During the Industrial Revolution, Americans worked incredibly long hours. It was common for people to work from dawn to dusk, often into the night, six days a week—better than 60 to 70 hours a week with no vacation and few holidays. It was all very Dickensian— remember Bob Cratchit’s appeal to Scrooge for Christmas day off? That was America in the 19th century.
The birth of the labor movement changed that. Beginning in the 1820s, laborites began pressing for higher wages and shorter hours. For more than a century, and until about 40 years ago, unions, supported by numerous economists, pressed for shorter hours as one of the primary ways to deal with unemployment. They argued that as the economy improved, workers would need higher wages to buy what they produced and more free time to use all the new products.
For more than a century before 1930, the average American’s working hours were gradually reduced—cut nearly in half. Labor played a part in these reductions, but they were largely a product of the free market, reflecting individuals’ choices to work less and less. …
But instead of increasing leisure, since World War II, Americans have seen their average work hours stabilize at around 40 per week. Economists such as Juliet Schor have made a convincing case that our hours have lengthened recently, and that we now average about five weeks longer on the job each year than we did in 1976. Median incomes are stagnating, even as we work harder than ever.
What happened?
I have spent years trying to answer this question, one of the great mysteries of the modern age. Economists and historians have offered various explanations, from the rise of consumerism to changing technology to globalization to our fixation with economic growth above all else. I have argued that a new ideology, a new set of beliefs about work’s everlasting centrality, emerged with Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s New Deal. Work is now viewed as an economic end in itself rather than a means to better purposes. Work for more work has become the organizing principle of society, embodied in public policy and in the politician’s mantra: JOBS, JOBS, JOBS.
The best explanation for the advent of work without end, I now believe, is a failure of imagination. We’ve forgotten that the purpose of life is to be happy, and to pass that happiness on to future generations—not simply to keep acquiring more stuff. Our forebears understood that.
… which Herman Cain takes apart:
His point, and that of other Democrats trying to spin this very unwelcome news about ObamaCare, is that people who were only working full-time because they had to in order to get health insurance can now make the choice not to.
But there are several problems with the economic theory behind that, although I wouldn’t expect a “professor of leisure studies” to recognize them.
First, it’s fine that certain people only work as much as they want or need to as long as they don’t become a burden on the rest of us. But to the extent they were only working full-time because they had to in order to get health insurance, there were much better ways than ObamaCare to solve that problem. We could have repealed the special tax treatment for employer-provided health insurance and given it to individual-purchased insurance instead. We could have expanded Health Savings Account tied to high-deductible policies so people wouldn’t be so dependent on employer-provided insurance paying every dime for every doctor visit.
If people were chained to jobs only for health insurance, there were much better ways to fix that.
But in a broader sense, yes, Mr. Professor of Leisure Studies, it’s better when people work more. When they work more, they earn more, the nation produces more and we create more wealth – which is necessary, by the way, to pay for elements of our gigantic public sector that includes jobs like the “professor of leisure studies” at the University of Iowa.
But the real reason Republicans want people working is that working empowers you to become the master of your economic destiny. It is the best way to succeed in the pursuit of happiness, and we Republicans want people to achieve their own happiness. Democrats would rather have people lay around doing what they learned in “leisure studies,” while the Department of Happy serves their happiness needs.
“The purpose in life is to be happy”? According to whom? (Not the Founding Fathers; the line from the Declaration of Independence is “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,” not “happiness.” Ben Franklin said wine was “proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy,” but my favorite Founding Father didn’t live in the Age of Obama, where, to quote a phrase from the much easier ’80s, life’s a bitch, then you die.)
Leisure Studies, by the way, includes recreation and sport business, which is in fact a legitimate field of work. Tourism is traditionally one of Wisconsin’s top three businesses. The point here isn’t where the professor comes from; it’s his warped point of view.
Out of curiosity I checked the professor’s webpage. He appears to be ignoring his own advice based on the work he claims to have done over his academic career. On the other hand, the Ph.D. (figures, doesn’t it?) has been consistent in advocating working less and getting more time off. (Because we need more time to appreciate the stark death all around us this damnable winter.)
This dovetails with the supposed dissatisfaction of, reportedly, seven of 10 Americans with their jobs. Which might explain why the U.S. economy sucks, if seven of 10 Americans are basically putting out the minimum effort required to remain employed. If that’s the case, they’re not bettering their employer, they’re not making the country a better place, and they’re certainly not bettering themselves. (That might also explain the disconnect between the unemployment rate and the number of vacant jobs considered by some too icky to work in or for businesses they don’t like.) Maybe they’re in a work situation they can’t get out of for some reason(s), but the economic reasons are tied to the presidential administration a majority of American voters twice chose.
Readers who own their own businesses probably can’t read this from shaking with derisive laughter. Business owners work nights, weekends and holidays. They do it for the purpose of serving their customers, to control their own destiny, and, yes, to make money, though the vast, vast, vast majority of business owners meet no realistic definition of “rich.” (The professor, who according to one online report makes $134,000 a year, is more “rich” than most business owners.) Farmers also don’t get days off for obvious reasons.
For that matter, I know a lot of people who work more than one job. Job number two (or three) might be because they need the money, or it might be because it provides an outlet that pays you, instead of a hobby that costs you money. It may be unfair that someone doesn’t make enough money from one job, but life is unfair, and it will never be fair. Most households with two parents have two working parents too.
I’m not one of those people who thinks someone needs to put in X hours of work, where X is 1.5 to 2.5 times greater than 40. Work should take as long as it takes to do it the right way, by the correctly high standards, particularly when your name is on the finished product. However, I am in a line of work where, in a print or electronic sense, things happen on nights and weekends and even holidays, and they must be covered, otherwise I’m not serving my “customers.”
I’ve written before here that we are intended to work — to achieve, to serve others, to produce something worthwhile. Essentially everyone who lives in the U.S. is here because our forebears wanted something better than what they were able to have in the old country. Those who came here and worked lived; those who didn’t work died, because there was no government cheese in the 19th century.
The professor seems to not grasp the concept that a lot of people might prefer working to doing something else. For one thing, vacations are overrated, if for no other reason than they’re only temporary escapes. I’d prefer a much warmer climate because of the weather, not because I think sitting on the beach all day drinking adult beverages is something I want to do every day. I know a lot of business owners who don’t believe they’ve worked a single day in their lives because they like their work that much, so why would they want to get away?
One of Cain’s commenters adds:
Work is one of the truly great blessings bestowed upon mankind by God. People who don’t work never know the blessings which come with rest. Rest for the worker is like a cool drink of water for the thirsty. Rest brings refreshment and rejuvenation and prepares us for more satisfying tasks. So, work is a magnificent blessing. Seems democrats promote laziness so they can finance the hungry and essentially purchase votes. Couch potatoes seldom take root, but are well endowed to produce crops of more couch potatoes.
There is an obvious difference between someone who doesn’t work because he or she can’t get a job (that number is far higher than the official unemployment statistics, but you knew that because you read this blog) or has responsibilities at home, and someone who is just too lazy to work. (That appears to be the new core Democratic constituency. Chris Matthews called the GOP the “daddy party” and the Democratic Party the “mommy party,” but maybe the GOP is now the Pay the Bills Party and the Democrats are now the Slacker Party — you know, the party whose androgynous supporters wear adult-size footie pajamas, drink hot cocoa and talk about how great Obamacare is.)
The claim is that no one ever on their deathbed regrets not working more. Is that the case, or do people regret not doing more, making more of themselves, achieving more regardless of the environment?