I actually remember being almost four in November '52 and accompanying my father to the local school (PS 122 in Astoria). he asked me who he should vote for and (obviously I'd been hearing him yelling about Ike being hopelessly outclassed by Stevenson) I told him to vote for Stevenson. I remember EVERYTHING about that moment. the lights …
I actually remember being almost four in November '52 and accompanying my father to the local school (PS 122 in Astoria). he asked me who he should vote for and (obviously I'd been hearing him yelling about Ike being hopelessly outclassed by Stevenson) I told him to vote for Stevenson. I remember EVERYTHING about that moment. the lights in the gym, the smell of the building (which I later attended for two years and which is now---YAY!!--a "Core Knowledge Curriculum School"), the hardwood floor (that Aspergian memory thing, right Tom?).
about the King Charles thing...I've had the thought more than once that if we actually had a mostly impotent king, we could dispense with all the dumb pomp and ceremony associated with the Presidency, which does nobody any good. I certainly find the unfussiness of English transitions from one party to the opposition party to be pretty fucking enviable. but for the last forty years or so, I've been convinced that a Parliamentary system works a lot better than what we have here; the Constitution was written when there were no parties. this shit sucks
I love your memory for that long ago, early in life stuff. I have a fair number of such early memories, myself. And I found out just a couple of years ago that I'm on the spectrum, and that my mother had actually diagnosed me some time in my first ten years--which I learned from the daughter of family friends, whose mother my mother had told, and her mother had told her. She told me after reading this story from my early life, telling me that my quirks were classical:
I also agree on the benefits of having a king (or queen) in the manner of our Mother Country as well as the advantages of a parliamentary system.
My parents were for Stevenson in all three of the elections in which he ran, but they did support Kennedy after he got the nomination.
And, another story. My mother was driving with me and my friend Ralphie in the car, during the 1960 election season. Ralphie's grandfather was a founder of Nordstrom's (and this was Seattle where the first Nordstroms was). Ralphie's mother was interior decorator to the well to do, including Ehrlichman. Both of my parents were trained economists, although my mother had switched to psych several years earlier, and I think her diagnosis of me was enabled by the psych dept at U of Washington--where she ws now a grad student--having the only expert on autism in the country. And I'd heard the story of how Nixon had called Helen Gahagan Douglas a communist.
And I said to Ralphie, "You know, Ralphie, you really shouldn't vote for Nixon because he called that lady in California something like an economist." My mother didn't laugh that often, but she LOVED telling that story and laughing about it.
I actually remember being almost four in November '52 and accompanying my father to the local school (PS 122 in Astoria). he asked me who he should vote for and (obviously I'd been hearing him yelling about Ike being hopelessly outclassed by Stevenson) I told him to vote for Stevenson. I remember EVERYTHING about that moment. the lights in the gym, the smell of the building (which I later attended for two years and which is now---YAY!!--a "Core Knowledge Curriculum School"), the hardwood floor (that Aspergian memory thing, right Tom?).
about the King Charles thing...I've had the thought more than once that if we actually had a mostly impotent king, we could dispense with all the dumb pomp and ceremony associated with the Presidency, which does nobody any good. I certainly find the unfussiness of English transitions from one party to the opposition party to be pretty fucking enviable. but for the last forty years or so, I've been convinced that a Parliamentary system works a lot better than what we have here; the Constitution was written when there were no parties. this shit sucks
I love your memory for that long ago, early in life stuff. I have a fair number of such early memories, myself. And I found out just a couple of years ago that I'm on the spectrum, and that my mother had actually diagnosed me some time in my first ten years--which I learned from the daughter of family friends, whose mother my mother had told, and her mother had told her. She told me after reading this story from my early life, telling me that my quirks were classical:
https://www.csmonitor.com/The-Culture/The-home-forum/2020/0805/heeding-her-invitation-six-decades-later
I also agree on the benefits of having a king (or queen) in the manner of our Mother Country as well as the advantages of a parliamentary system.
My parents were for Stevenson in all three of the elections in which he ran, but they did support Kennedy after he got the nomination.
And, another story. My mother was driving with me and my friend Ralphie in the car, during the 1960 election season. Ralphie's grandfather was a founder of Nordstrom's (and this was Seattle where the first Nordstroms was). Ralphie's mother was interior decorator to the well to do, including Ehrlichman. Both of my parents were trained economists, although my mother had switched to psych several years earlier, and I think her diagnosis of me was enabled by the psych dept at U of Washington--where she ws now a grad student--having the only expert on autism in the country. And I'd heard the story of how Nixon had called Helen Gahagan Douglas a communist.
And I said to Ralphie, "You know, Ralphie, you really shouldn't vote for Nixon because he called that lady in California something like an economist." My mother didn't laugh that often, but she LOVED telling that story and laughing about it.