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  • On “hate” of “activists”

    October 16, 2013
    US politics

    Emily Shire must have been in Madison, where activism is as much a career as “community organizing,” at some point:

    Can’t stand man-hating feminists and hippie environmentalists? You’re not the only one.

    A new study from the University of Toronto published in the European Journal of Social Psychology shows that feminists, environmentalists, and activists in general may face an uphill battle gaining supporters because no one wants to be associated with their irritating do-gooder ways.

    “Unfortunately, the very nature of activism leads to negative stereotyping,” the researchers conclude from a series of experiments testing the perception of and behaviors of individuals toward feminists and environmentalists. “By aggressively promoting change and advocating unconventional practices, activists become associated with hostile militancy and unconventionality or eccentricity.”

    One of the University of Toronto experiments asked 228 Americans to describe “typical feminists” and “typical environmentalists.” The most commonly mentioned traits were “man-hating” and “unhygienic” for the former and “tree-hugger” and “hippie” for the latter. Ouch.

    In another experiment, 140 Americans were asked to read an article advocating for climate change and sustainable lifestyles. One-third of participants were told it was written by a stereotypically extreme environmentalist (a fake author profile said, “I hold rallies outside chemical plants”); one-third were told it was written by a more moderate environmentalist (this profile said the author “raises money for grass-roots level environmental organizations); the final third were given an author profile that made no mention of environmental activism.

    Unsurprisingly, the researchers found people were “much less motivated to adopt pro-environmental behaviors” when they were told the author was a stereotypical environmentalist. To add insult to injury, “this dynamic may very well apply across the board, such as to activities advocating gay rights or Wall Street reform,” writes Tom Jacobs at Pacific Standard.

    It’s a catch-22 for activists because the more involved and passionate they are for a cause, the less likely non-activists are to trust them or be moved by their arguments, say researchers:

    This tendency to associate activists with negative stereotypes and perceive them as people with whom it would be unpleasant to affiliate reduces individuals’ motivation to adopt the pro-change behaviors that activists advocate. [Pacific Standard]

    But, there is a silver lining… sort of. The study notes that people “may be more receptive to advocates who defy stereotypes by coming across as pleasant and approachable.”

    If you can find one, that is.

    There is a more simple explanation than just being put off by someone’s communication style, though most people are rightly turned off by self-righteousness and hypocrisy (see Gore, Al, global warming/”climate change”). Maybe, though, it’s not the messenger, it’s the message. If it’s true that most people approach things in moderation, of course most people are going to be put off by extremes, even before thinking through what said obnoxious activist espouses.

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  • Presty the DJ for Oct. 16

    October 16, 2013
    Music

    Today in 1972, Creedence Clearwater Revival split up:

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  • 25 years ago tonight

    October 15, 2013
    History, media, Sports

    Baseball fans are familiar with game 1 of the 1988 World Series …

    … and particularly how it ends:

    They may be less familiar with the backstory, as reported by the Los Angeles Times:

    A quarter of a century later, the grown batboy holds up his arm as evidence.

    “Just talking about it still gives me goose bumps,” Mitch Poole says.

    The lost slugger runs his hands through his graying hair.

    “Even now, it’s hard to believe I was really part of that,” Mike Davis says.

    The old scout wraps a wrinkled finger around a World Series ring.

    “Pardner, this is staying on me till the day I die,” Mel Didier says.

    On Oct. 15, 1988, the Dodgers’ sore-legged Kirk Gibson limped to home plate in the ninth inning and hit a two-run, game-winning home run against a seemingly unhittable Dennis Eckersley of the Oakland Athletics in the first game of the World Series. The A’s never recovered, and the undermanned Dodgers eventually won a world championship. …

    Now 25 years later, Gibson has a request. He sits on a bench in Arizona, where he is the manager of the Diamondbacks. His gravelly voice grows soft.

    “My home run was created by the kind of people who make up the fabric of this game,” he says. “Everybody tells my story. Somebody needs to tell their stories.”

    Read on.

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  • Proof that journalists are strange

    October 15, 2013
    media

    As if you need proof, it comes from Newscastic — “23 things EVERY journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES”:

    Reporter’s Notebook

    Reporter's Notebooks

      / Via Observer-Dispatch reporter Amanda Fries

    Journalists become packrats when it comes to reporter’s notebooks.

    Police officers use reporter’s notebooks, because they fit perfectly into inside- or outside-jacket or back pockets. Indeed, a reporter’s notebook (about one-third the size of a spiral-bound notebook a student would use) is one of the greatest inventions in the history of printing.

    Deadlines

    Deadlines

    Via

    Journalists live and die by their deadlines.

    There’s a name for a journalist who fails to meet deadlines: “unemployed.”

    Lanyards

    Lanyards

    Journalists like lanyards because it lets them prominently display their press passes feeling special and important.

    (They also work well for your children’s pool passes.)

    Jon Stewart

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    The Daily Show is one thing most journalists can agree on.

    Well, most. I don’t watch. To think millions of Americans get their news from a satirical news show should make actual journalists (which neither Stewart nor Stephen Colbert are) bang their heads against the wall.

    Covering weather stories

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Whether rain, wind, snow or sleet, there will be some poor khaki-clad journalist out there reporting on the weather.

    Dan Rather got national attention covering the John F. Kennedy assassination, after he got national attention covering Hurricane Carla’s landfall in 1961.

    Drinking

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    A good beer and a shot is just the medicine for any journalist who just survived another treacherous day in the trenches reporting the truth.

    Said beer and shot now has to be consumed outside the office, because media companies frown on their employees’ drinking on the job, years after bottles of hard adult beverages could be found in newsrooms and editors’ desks.

    “All The President’s Men”

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    It was the movie that launched a thousand journalism careers. The official movie of journalism.

    Because nearly all of the other depictions of journalists, well, suck.

    Ballpoint pens

    Ballpoint pens

    A journalist without a pen is like a stripper without a pole.

    Also, they’re cheap. I used to like nice pens. I would buy nice pens. And those nice pens would inevitably disappear never to be seen again.

    McDouble

    McDouble

    The food of choice for budget-conscious journalists on the go.

    But you knew about the value of McDoubles. (Until the minimum wage is raised to stupid levels.)

    Fedoras

    Fedoras

    Via Scott MacDonald

    Journalists have convinced themselves they look good in fedoras.

    The only way fedoras look good is with a suit and tie. Notice the model isn’t wearing a tie.

    Going undercover

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Yeah, right. While I have occasionally not identified myself as a journalist, I have never gone “undercover.” Most reporters are physical wimps, so that “feel[ing] like a spy” thing would last until actual physical danger occurred.

    Social media

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Yes, journalists get paid to tweet and Facebook.

    Because social media is merely another form of media.

    Post-it Notes

    Post-it Notes

    You’re not a journalist until your desk is covered in yellow Post-it Notes.

    “The Wire”

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    David Simon is a god amongst journalists.

    Not with me, although he deserves credit for turning a book about police work into “Homicide: Life on the Street.”

    AP Stylebook

    AP Stylebook

    The bible for journalists.

    (The AP Stylebook, for those unaware, is a book about terms and phrases to use and not use in print. The cool thing about lasting as long in print journalism as I have is that you get to decide what your publication’s stylebook is. I use the AP Stylebook, but modify it for local use — it seems repetitive to include “Wisconsin” in every mention of a location in Wisconsin — and to change such oddities as “adviser” when the rest of the English-speaking world uses “advisor.”)

    Election Day Pizza

    Election Day Pizza

    Election Day is a pillar of democracy. It also means free pizza in newsrooms across the country.

    I’m still waiting for mine. Election Day is one long day, but you knew that.

    Hate-watching “The Newsroom”

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Because it’s about journalism, journalists are compelled to watch it, despite it being a piece of shit.

    Though I don’t have HBO, on that, we agree.

    Responding to readers’ emails

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Journalists have $40,000 in college debt so any reader with an internet connect can tell them they don’t know shit about shit.

    Editors

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    A good editor will threaten to quit to defend a journalist and threaten to fire the same journalist — all in a single day.

    No editor has threatened to fire me, and I have not threatened to fire anyone. Yet.

    Breaking News

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    The adrenaline journalists get from rushing out of the newsroom to get to the scene of breaking news almost makes the low pay worth it.

    To quote football coach Bill Belichick, it is what it is.

    Inverted Pyramids

    Inverted Pyramids

    One of the first things you learn in j-school.

    Free food

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    Hosting a boring informative meeting, press conference or ribbon cutting ceremony? Not sure if anyone from the local paper is going to make?

    To boost your odds of having a reporter show up have free food. Journalists like free food.

    Well, duh.

    Coffee

    23 Things EVERY Journalist ABSOLUTELY LOVES

    It’s the Gatorade for journalists.

    I know some journalists who don’t drink coffee. I can’t see how.

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  • Presty the DJ for Oct. 15

    October 15, 2013
    Music

    The number one single today in 1966:

    Today in 1971, Rick Nelson was booed at Madison Square Garden in New York when he dared to sing new material at a concert. That prompted him to write …

    If I told you the number one British album today in 1983 was “Genesis,” I would have given you the artist and the title:

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  • Is this impeachable?

    October 14, 2013
    US politics

    Jonah Goldberg:

    Last week I wrote a column accusing the president of having a vindictive streak — of deliberately trying to make the lives of average Americans worse just so he could score ideological and political points.

    We already knew from how he handled the budget sequester that Obama liked this approach. He ordered Cabinet secretaries not to do their jobs — i.e., to manage as best they could under spending restraints — but instead to find ways to make the cuts needlessly painful for innocents caught in the Beltway crossfire.

    They dusted off the same playbook for the shutdown. As one park ranger told the Washington Times, “We’ve been told to make life as difficult for people as we can.”

    Admittedly, the case was circumstantial. There was no smoking gun. What was really needed was a confession.

    Obama delivered. On October 8, Obama was asked by Mark Knoller of CBS if he was “tempted” to sign the numerous funding bills passed by the GOP-controlled House that would greatly alleviate the pain of the shutdown. Republicans have voted to reopen parks, fund cancer trials for children at the NIH, and to keep FEMA and the FDA going through this partial shutdown. But Obama has threatened to veto any such efforts, effectively keeping the Senate from considering the legislation.

    “Of course I’m tempted” to sign those bills, Obama explained. “But here’s the problem. What you’ve seen are bills that come up wherever Republicans are feeling political pressure, they put a bill forward. And if there’s no political heat, if there’s no television story on it, then nothing happens.”

    Obama’s answer dragged on, as all of Obama’s answers do. But the point was made. For the first time in American history, a president confessed to deliberately hurting his country to score points against his enemies.

    Which brings us to the national disgrace this week in which the Department of Defense denied death benefits to the families of fallen service members.

    White House press secretary Jay Carney insists, with operatic righteousness, that Obama never intended for the 26 families of the fallen to be denied this aid or to be hindered from retrieving their beloveds’ remains from Dover Air Force Base.

    But Carney is surely lying — and the evidence isn’t simply that his lips are moving.

    Carney defends the administration by noting that the Pentagon warned Congress in late September that the shutdown would prevent the payments from going out.

    But Congress passed the Pay Our Military Act to fund the military through the shutdown. Administration officials first stonewalled Congress’s efforts for clarity on the issue, then the lawyers eventually determined that because the act didn’t specifically include the word “benefits,” they couldn’t err on the side of helping grieving families.

    In other words, when asked to make a judgment call, and knowing that Congress wanted the benefits paid, this administration still claimed its hands were tied by the fine print. Given how often the White House routinely ignores the plain meaning of the law — and the will of Congress — when it suits its political agenda, logic dictates that it denied the benefits on purpose.

    Moreover, by its own account, the White House says it knew for weeks this would happen. During all the back-and-forth, the White House did nothing to remedy the situation. It only sprang into outraged action when suddenly faced with a PR nightmare. …

    Let me say it again. The president confessed. It’s his express policy to punish innocent bystanders in order to score partisan points. That order has gone forth like a fatwa to the bureaucracy. And it is only when that policy blows up in his face that Obama becomes “very disturbed.”

    When terrible things happened on George W. Bush’s watch — Katrina, Abu Ghraib, etc. — the immediate liberal response was to insist that Bush had in fact ordered or wanted the terrible things to happen.

    Now we have a president openly admitting it — and no one seems to care.

    Does that strike you as an example of “high crimes and misdemeanors”? Whatever you think of Obama’s 43 predecessors, none of them were fools enough to admit to being fine with hurting the people he’s supposed to serve so that his party can work to destroy the opposition.

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  • Read past the lead

    October 14, 2013
    US politics

    Kevin Jackson starts with a bold statement:

    Admit it. You want a white Republican president again.

    Jackson follows that with:

    In the pre-black president era, criticizing the president was simply the American thing to do. An exercise of one’s First Amendment right. Criticism had nothing to do with color, because there had never been a black president, or at least one whom people recognized as black.

    So to criticize the president meant that you didn’t like his policies.

    The election of a recognized black president was not supposed to change anything. In fact, it was supposed to (1) ease any perceived racial tensions, and (2) allow the government to focus on legislating without race. So America would be more free than ever to discuss the issues.

    Not the case. And that is why having a white Republican president is best for the country.

    Consider that nobody is ever accused of being racist for disagreeing with white presidents. Mexicans disagreed with most white Republican presidents over America’s immigration policy. Many deranged Mexicans believe we should open the country up to them, some saying that much of America belongs to Mexico anyway. They are not called racists.

    Liberal blacks have disagreed with most Republican presidents since Eisenhower, yet these blacks are not considered racists. In fact, when blacks had sanity and disagreed with the policies of racist white Democrat presidents, nobody accused black people of being racists.

    Fighting for one’s civil rights was not racist then, nor is it racist now. Blacks (and Republicans) were on the side of righteousness, when they disagreed with the racist policies of Andrew Johnson, and adopted by every Democrat president since.

    Never has a black person been called racist, because they didn’t like one of the white presidents’ policies. Blacks were just exercising their First Amendment rights to speak freely. Blacks have disagreed with policy positions of about every Republican president in the modern era, including those who have helped them. …

    African-American columnist Joseph Perkins has studied the effects of Reaganomics on black America. He found that, after the Reagan tax cuts gained traction, African-American unemployment fell from 19.5 percent in 1983 to 11.4 percent in 1989. Black-owned businesses saw income rise from $12.4 billion in 1982 to $18.1 billion in 1987—an annual average growth rate of 7.9 percent. The black middle class expanded by one-third during the Reagan years, from 3.6 million to 4.8 million.

    Real Politics reports Obama’s statistics as follows:

    Median family income for black Americans has declined a whopping 10.9 percent during the Obama administration…This decline does not include losses suffered during the financial crisis and the recession that followed, but it instead measures declines since June 2009, when the recession officially ended.

    That’s not the only bad news for African-Americans. The poverty rate for blacks is now 25.8 percent. The black labor force participation rate, which rose throughout the 1980s and 1990s, has declined for the past decade and quite sharply under Obama to 61.4 percent. The black unemployment rate, according to Pew Research, stands at 13.4 percent. Among black, male, high school dropouts, PBS’ Paul Salmon reports, the unemployment rate is a staggering 95 percent.

    That report was from 2011, and it’s gotten worse since then. Facts don’t lie. Yet blacks want to put Obama on Mt. Rushmore and hang Reagan in effigy.

    I don’t think Jackson’s point was actually as bold as his headline. The first comment on this piece says:

    I didn’t read the article, just headline that I do not agree with: Dr. Thomas Sowell, Dr. Ben Carson, Dr. Walter Williams, Col. Allen West, Col. Allen West, a LOT, there are so many qualified people that could help lead this country return back to greatness.

    I am afraid that Obama has caused people to be apprehensive about another Black President because he encouraged hate between the races so much rather than being a Leader and taking the Country down the right (correct) path to keep us strong and our eye on the real issue other than maxing out his “race card”.

    Jackson’s point is that our first mixed-race president has been bad for blacks. (Obama has been bad for whites and every other race too.) Claiming that every criticism of Obama is “Raaaacist!” (and, after that, every criticism of future Democratic presidential nominee Hillary Clinton or U.S. Sen. Tammy Baldwin (D–Not Anywhere I Live) is sexist or, better yet, is misogynist or, in Baldwin’s case, homophobic) is the corollary to Godwin’s Law, the online rule that the side in a debate that calls the other a Nazi automatically loses.

    Jackson, by the way, is the author of Sexy Brilliance … and Other Political Lies and The BIG Black Lie. Here is his photo.

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  • Presty the DJ for Oct. 14

    October 14, 2013
    Music

    The number one song today in 1957 was the Everly Brothers’ first number one:

    The number one British single today in 1960:

    The number one album today in 1967 is about an event that supposedly took place on my birthday:

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  • Presty the DJ for Oct. 13

    October 13, 2013
    Music

    The number one British album today in 1973 was the Rolling Stones’ “Goats Head Soup,” despite (or perhaps because of) the BBC’s ban of one of its songs, “Star Star”:

    Who shares a birthday with my brother (who celebrated his sixth birthday, on a Friday the 13th, by getting chicken pox from me)? Start with Paul Simon:

    Robert Lamm plays keyboards — or more accurately, the keytar — for Chicago:

    Sammy Hagar:

    Craig McGregor of Foghat:

    John Ford Coley, formerly a duet with England Dan Seals:

    Rob Marche played guitar for the Jo Boxers, who …

    One death of note: Ed Sullivan, whose Sunday night CBS-TV show showed off rock and roll (plus Topo Gigio and Senor Wences) to millions, died today in 1974:

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  • Presty the DJ for Oct. 12

    October 12, 2013
    Music

    We begin with an entry from the It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time Dept.: Today in 1956, Chrysler Corp. launched its 1957 car lineup with a new option: a record player. The record player didn’t play albums or 45s, however; it played only seven-inch discs at 16⅔ rpm. Chrysler sold them until 1961.

    Today in 1957, Little Richard was on an Australian tour when he publicly renounced rock and roll and embraced religion and announced he was going to record Gospel music from now on. The conversion was the result of his praying during a flight when one of the plane’s engines caught fire.

    Little Richard returned to rock and roll five years later.

    The number one song today in 1963:

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    • Adventures in ruralu0026nbsp;inkBack in June 2009, I was driving somewhere through a rural area. And for some reason, I had a flashback to two experiences in my career about that time of year many years ago. In 1988, eight days after graduating from the University of Wisconsin, I started work at the Grant County Herald Independent in Lancaster as a — well, the — reporter. Four years after that, on my 27th birthday, I purchased, with a business partner, the Tri-County Press in Cuba City, my first business venture. Both were experiences about which Wisconsin author Michael Perry might write. I thought about all this after reading a novel, The Deadline, written by a former newspaper editor and publisher. (Now who would write a novel about a weekly newspaper?) As a former newspaper owner, I picked at some of it — why finance a newspaper purchase through the bank if the seller is willing to finance it? Because the mean bank lender is a plot point! — and it is much more interesting than reality, but it is very well written, with a nicely twisting plot, and quite entertaining, again more so than reality. There is something about that first job out of college that makes you remember it perhaps more…
    • Adventures in radioI’ve been in the full-time work world half my life. For that same amount of time I’ve been broadcasting sports as a side interest, something I had wanted to since I started listening to games on radio and watching on TV, and then actually attending games. If you ask someone who’s worked in radio for some time about the late ’70s TV series “WKRP in Cincinnati,” most of them will tell you that, if anything, the series understated how wacky working in radio can be. Perhaps the funniest episode in the history of TV is the “WKRP” episode, based on a true story, about the fictional radio station’s Thanksgiving promotion — throwing live turkeys out of a helicopter under the mistaken belief that, in the words of WKRP owner Arthur Carlson, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.” [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ST01bZJPuE0] I’ve never been involved in anything like that. I have announced games from the roofs of press boxes (once on a nice day, and once in 50-mph winds), from a Mississippi River bluff (more on that later), and from the front row of the second balcony of the University of Wisconsin Fieldhouse (great view, but not a place to go if…
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    • My biggest storyEarlier this week, while looking for something else, I came upon some of my own work. (I’m going to write a blog someday called “Things I Found While Looking for Something Else.” This is not that blog.) The Grant County Sheriff’s Department, in the county where I used to live, has a tribute page to the two officers in county history who died in the line of duty. One is William Loud, a deputy marshal in Cassville, shot to death by two bank robbers in 1912. The other is Tom Reuter, a Grant County deputy sheriff who was shot to death at the end of his 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift March 18, 1990. Gregory Coulthard, then a 19-year-old farmhand, was convicted of first-degree intentional homicide and is serving a life sentence, with his first eligibility for parole on March 18, 2015, just 3½ years from now. I’ve written a lot over the years. I think this, from my first two years in the full-time journalism world, will go down as the story I remember the most. For journalists, big stories contain a paradox, which was pointed out in CBS-TV’s interview of Andy Rooney on his last “60 Minutes” Sunday. Morley Safer said something along the line…
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    • The Roesch/Prestegard familyu0026nbsp;cookbookFrom the family cookbook(s) All the families I’m associated with love to eat, so it’s a good thing we enjoy cooking. The first out-of-my-house food memory I have is of my grandmother’s cooking for Christmas or other family occasions. According to my mother, my grandmother had a baked beans recipe that she would make for my mother. Unfortunately, the recipe seems to have  disappeared. Also unfortunately, my early days as a picky, though voluminous, eater meant I missed a lot of those recipes made from such wholesome ingredients as lard and meat fat. I particularly remember a couple of meals that involve my family. The day of Super Bowl XXXI, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and a group of their friends got together to share lots of food and cheer on the Packers to their first NFL title in 29 years. (After which Jannan and I drove to Lambeau Field in the snow,  but that’s another story.) Then, on Dec. 31, 1999, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and Jannan and I (along with Michael in utero) had a one-course-per-hour meal to appropriately end years beginning with the number 1. Unfortunately I can’t remember what we…
    • SkålI was the editor of Marketplace Magazine for 10 years. If I had to point to one thing that demonstrates improved quality of life since I came to Northeast Wisconsin in 1994, it would be … … the growth of breweries and  wineries in Northeast Wisconsin. The former of those two facts makes sense, given our heritage as a brewing state. The latter is less self-evident, since no one thinks of Wisconsin as having a good grape-growing climate. Some snobs claim that apple or cherry wines aren’t really wines at all. But one of the great facets of free enterprise is the opportunity to make your own choice of what food and drink to drink. (At least for now, though some wish to restrict our food and drink choices.) Wisconsin’s historically predominant ethnic group (and our family’s) is German. Our German ancestors did unfortunately bring large government and high taxes with them, but they also brought beer. Europeans brought wine with them, since they came from countries with poor-quality drinking water. Within 50 years of a wave of mid-19th-century German immigration, brewing had become the fifth largest industry in the U.S., according to Maureen Ogle, author of Ambitious Brew: The Story of American Beer. Beer and wine have…
  • Wheels
    • America’s sports carMy birthday in June dawned without a Chevrolet Corvette in front of my house. (The Corvette at the top of the page was featured at the 2007 Greater Milwaukee Auto Show. The copilot is my oldest son, Michael.) Which isn’t surprising. I have three young children, and I have a house with a one-car garage. (Then again, this would be more practical, though a blatant pluck-your-eyes-out violation of the Corvette ethos. Of course, so was this.) The reality is that I’m likely to be able to own a Corvette only if I get a visit from the Corvette Fairy, whose office is next door to the Easter Bunny. (I hope this isn’t foreshadowing: When I interviewed Dave Richter of Valley Corvette for a car enthusiast story in the late great Marketplace Magazine, he said that the most popular Corvette in most fans’ minds was a Corvette built during their days in high school. This would be a problem for me in that I graduated from high school in 1983, when no Corvette was built.) The Corvette is one of those cars whose existence may be difficult to understand within General Motors Corp. The Corvette is what is known as a “halo car,” a car that drives people into showrooms, even if…
    • Barges on fouru0026nbsp;wheelsI originally wrote this in September 2008.  At the Fox Cities Business Expo Tuesday, a Smart car was displayed at the United Way Fox Cities booth. I reported that I once owned a car into which trunk, I believe, the Smart could be placed, with the trunk lid shut. This is said car — a 1975 Chevrolet Caprice coupe (ours was dark red), whose doors are, I believe, longer than the entire Smart. The Caprice, built down Interstate 90 from us Madisonians in Janesville (a neighbor of ours who worked at the plant probably helped put it together) was the flagship of Chevy’s full-size fleet (which included the stripper Bel Air and middle-of-the-road Impala), featuring popular-for-the-time vinyl roofs, better sound insulation, an upgraded cloth interior, rear fender skirts and fancy Caprice badges. The Caprice was 18 feet 1 inch long and weighed 4,300 pounds. For comparison: The midsize Chevrolet of the ear was the Malibu, which was the same approximate size as the Caprice after its 1977 downsizing. The compact Chevrolet of the era was the Nova, which was 200 inches long — four inches longer than a current Cadillac STS. Wikipedia’s entry on the Caprice has this amusing sentence: “As fuel economy became a bigger priority among Americans…
    • Behind the wheel
    • Collecting only dust or rust
    • Coooooooooooupe!
    • Corvettes on the screen
    • The garage of misfit cars
    • 100 years (and one day) of our Chevrolets
    • They built Excitement, sort of, once in a while
    • A wagon by any otheru0026nbsp;nameFirst written in 2008. You will see more don’t-call-them-station-wagons as you drive today. Readers around my age have probably had some experience with a vehicle increasingly rare on the road — the station wagon. If you were a Boy Scout or Girl Scout, or were a member of some kind of youth athletic team, or had a large dog, or had relatives approximately your age, or had friends who needed to be transported somewhere, or had parents who occasionally had to haul (either in the back or in a trailer) more than what could be fit inside a car trunk, you (or, actually, your parents) were the target demographic for the station wagon. “Station wagons came to be like covered wagons — so much family activity happened in those cars,” said Tim Cleary, president of the American Station Wagon Owners Association, in Country Living magazine. Wagons “were used for everything from daily runs to the grocery store to long summer driving trips, and while many men and women might have wanted a fancier or sportier car, a station wagon was something they knew they needed for the family.” The “station wagon” originally was a vehicle with a covered seating area to take people between train stations…
    • Wheels on theu0026nbsp;screenBetween my former and current blogs, I wrote a lot about automobiles and TV and movies. Think of this post as killing two birds (Thunderbirds? Firebirds? Skylarks?) with one stone. Most movies and TV series view cars the same way most people view cars — as A-to-B transportation. (That’s not counting the movies or series where the car is the plot, like the haunted “Christine” or “Knight Rider” or the “Back to the Future” movies.) The philosophy here, of course, is that cars are not merely A-to-B transportation. Which disqualifies most police shows from what you’re about to read, even though I’ve watched more police video than anything else, because police cars are plain Jane vehicles. The highlight in a sense is in the beginning: The car chase in my favorite movie, “Bullitt,” featuring Steve McQueen’s 1968 Ford Mustang against the bad guys’ 1968 Dodge Charger: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMc2RdFuOxIu0026amp;fmt=18] One year before that (but I didn’t see this until we got Telemundo on cable a couple of years ago) was a movie called “Operación 67,” featuring (I kid you not) a masked professional wrestler, his unmasked sidekick, and some sort of secret agent plot. (Since I don’t know Spanish and it’s not…
    • While riding in my Cadillac …
  • Entertainments
    • Brass rocksThose who read my former blog last year at this time, or have read this blog over the past months, know that I am a big fan of the rock group Chicago. (Back when they were a rock group and not a singer of sappy ballads, that is.) Since rock music began from elements of country music, jazz and the blues, brass rock would seem a natural subgenre of rock music. A lot of ’50s musical acts had saxophone players, and some played with full orchestras … [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CPS-WuUKUE] … but it wasn’t until the more-or-less simultaneous appearances of Chicago and Blood Sweat u0026amp; Tears on the musical scene (both groups formed in 1967, both had their first charting singles in 1969, and they had the same producer) that the usual guitar/bass/keyboard/drum grouping was augmented by one or more trumpets, a sax player and a trombone player. While Chicago is my favorite group (but you knew that already), the first brass rock song I remember hearing was BSu0026amp;T’s “Spinning Wheel” — not in its original form, but on “Sesame Street,” accompanied by, yes, a giant spinning wheel. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi9sLkyhhlE] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxWSOuNsN20] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9U34uPjz-g] I remember liking Chicago’s “Just You ‘n Me” when it was released as a single, and…
    • Drive and Eat au0026nbsp;RockThe first UW home football game of each season also is the opener for the University of Wisconsin Marching Band, the world’s finest college marching band. (How the UW Band has not gotten the Sudler Trophy, which is to honor the country’s premier college marching bands, is beyond my comprehension.) I know this because I am an alumnus of the UW Band. I played five years (in the last rank of the band, Rank 25, motto: “Where Men Are Tall and Run-On Is Short”), marching in 39 football games at Camp Randall Stadium, the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome in Minneapolis, Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor, Memorial Stadium at the University of Illinois (worst artificial turf I had ever seen), the University of Nevada–Las Vegas’ Sam Boyd Silver Bowl, the former Dyche Stadium at Northwestern University, five high school fields and, in my one bowl game, Legion Field in Birmingham, Ala., site of the 1984 Hall of Fame Bowl. The UW Band was, without question, the most memorable experience of my college days, and one of the most meaningful experiences of my lifetime. It was the most physical experience of my lifetime, to be sure. Fifteen minutes into my first Registration…
    • Keep on rockin’ in the freeu0026nbsp;worldOne of my first ambitions in communications was to be a radio disc jockey, and to possibly reach the level of the greats I used to listen to from WLS radio in Chicago, which used to be one of the great 50,000-watt AM rock stations of the country, back when they still existed. (Those who are aficionados of that time in music and radio history enjoyed a trip to that wayback machine when WLS a Memorial Day Big 89 Rewind, excerpts of which can be found on their Web site.) My vision was to be WLS’ afternoon DJ, playing the best in rock music between 2 and 6, which meant I wouldn’t have to get up before the crack of dawn to do the morning show, yet have my nights free to do whatever glamorous things big-city DJs did. Then I learned about the realities of radio — low pay, long hours, zero job security — and though I have dabbled in radio sports, I’ve pretty much cured myself of the idea of working in radio, even if, to quote WAPL’s Len Nelson, “You come to work every day just like everybody else does, but we’re playing rock ’n’ roll songs, we’re cuttin’ up.…
    • Monday on the flight line, not Saturday in the park
    • Music to drive by
    • The rock ofu0026nbsp;WisconsinWikipedia begins its item “Music of Wisconsin” thusly: Wisconsin was settled largely by European immigrants in the late 19th century. This immigration led to the popularization of galops, schottisches, waltzes, and, especially, polkas. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yl7wCczgNUc] So when I first sought to write a blog piece about rock musicians from Wisconsin, that seemed like a forlorn venture. Turned out it wasn’t, because when I first wrote about rock musicians from Wisconsin, so many of them that I hadn’t mentioned came up in the first few days that I had to write a second blog entry fixing the omissions of the first. This list is about rock music, so it will not include, for instance, Milwaukee native and Ripon College graduate Al Jarreau, who in addition to having recorded a boatload of music for the jazz and adult contemporary/easy listening fan, also recorded the theme music for the ’80s TV series “Moonlighting.” Nor will it include Milwaukee native Eric Benet, who was for a while known more for his former wife, Halle Berry, than for his music, which includes four number one singles on the Ru0026amp;B charts, “Spend My Life with You” with Tamia, “Hurricane,” “Pretty Baby” and “You’re the Only One.” Nor will it include Wisconsin’s sizable contributions to big…
    • Steve TV: All Steve, All the Time
    • “Super Steve, Man of Action!”
    • Too much TV
    • The worst music of allu0026nbsp;timeThe rock group Jefferson Airplane titled its first greatest-hits compilation “The Worst of Jefferson Airplane.” Rolling Stone magazine was not being ironic when it polled its readers to decide the 10 worst songs of the 1990s. I’m not sure I agree with all of Rolling Stone’s list, but that shouldn’t be surprising; such lists are meant for debate, after all. To determine the “worst,” songs appropriate for the “Vinyl from Hell” segment that used to be on a Madison FM rock station, requires some criteria, which does not include mere overexposure (for instance, “Macarena,” the video of which I find amusing since it looks like two bankers are singing it). Before we go on: Blog posts like this one require multimedia, so if you find a song you hate on this blog, I apologize. These are also songs that I almost never listen to because my sound system has a zero-tolerance policy — if I’m listening to the radio or a CD and I hear a song I don’t like, it’s, to quote Bad Company, gone gone gone. My blonde wife won’t be happy to read that one of her favorite ’90s songs, 4 Non Blondes’ “What’s Up,” starts the list. (However,…
    • “You have the right to remain silent …”
  • Madison
    • Blasts from the Madison media past
    • Blasts from my Madison past
    • Blasts from our Madison past
    • What’s the matter with Madison?
    • Wisconsin – Madison = ?
  • Sports
    • Athletic aesthetics, or “cardinal” vs. “Big Red”
    • Choose your own announcer
    • La Follette state 1982 (u0022It was 30 years ago todayu0022)
    • The North Dakota–Wisconsin Hockey Fight of 1982
    • Packers vs. Brewers
  • Hall of Fame
    • The case(s) against teacher unions
    • The Class of 1983
    • A hairy subject, or face the face
    • It’s worse than you think
    • It’s worse than you think, 2010–11 edition
    • My favorite interview subject of all time
    • Oh look! Rural people!
    • Prestegard for president!
    • Unions vs. the facts, or Hiding in plain sight
    • When rhetoric goes too far
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