Friday, November 21, 2014

Friday Farming: Denver Stockyards, 1939.












































Cattle in the Denver stockyards, 1939. Some of these photographs depict a building belonging to the Swift packing company, which is still there.  Indeed, this stockyard looks much the same now as it did then.  My grandfather had worked for Swift in the 1930s, although he'd left Denver in 1937.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

The Abraham Lincoln Blog: Lincoln Riding The Law Circuit

The Abraham Lincoln Blog: Lincoln Riding The Law Circuit: Abraham Lincoln spent much of his time as a lawyer riding the law circuit in rural Illinois. In those days in the late 1840's and early...
Interesting item on Abraham Lincoln as a circuit riding lawyer.

I'm working on a post now about equine transportation, part of the series we've been doing here on transportation prior to the automobile, and this is a topic that will be touched upon in that thread.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

A Day In The Life. Pondering A Century Ago

Some time ago I started a series called "A Day In The Life", but I only made two entries. Still, it's something that's interesting to consider in context, and there's all sorts of parameters to it. The approach I took was to take a calendar date exactly a century prior, and wonder what I would have done that day.

That approach, I'll note, isn't quite an accurate one as in order to place it in context, you'd have to take the correct day of the week.  It turns out in order to do that you actually have to go back another year, to 1913, to get the dates to match up.  So, if you look at today's date, November 17, 2014, and want to engage in that exercise, you have to go back to November 19, 1913.

And what if you did?  Would you be in the same line or work, something different?  Most of us probably wouldn't be in the big events we read about , for one reason or another, but its also the case that most of us might have gone down some other path for all sorts of reasons.  Its an interesting thing to contemplate.

And, of course, if you were a certain age, certain huge events, like World War One, for instance, might be hard to avoid.

Mid Week At Work: The Civil Air Patrol. Bar Harbor, Maine, 1944.






















The Civil Air Patrol is the official auxiliary of the United States Air Force.  Created during World War Two, it's original purpose was to harness the nations large fleet of small private aircraft for use in near shore anti submarine patrols.  The light aircraft, repainted in bright colors to allow for them to be easily spotted by other American aircraft, basically flew the Atlantic in patterns to look for surfaced submarines.  As submarines of that era operated on the surface routinely, this proved to be fairly effective and was greatly disruptive to the German naval effort off of the American coast.

The CAP also flew some patrols along the Mexican border during the same period, although I've forgotten what the exact purpose of them was. Early in the war, there was quite a bit of concern about Mexico, given its problematic history during World War One, and given that the Mexican government was both radical and occasionally hostile to the United States. These fears abated fairly rapidly.

The CAP still exists, with its post war mission having changed to search and rescue.  It also has a cadet branch that somewhat mirrors JrROTC.  Like JrROTC it has become considerably less martial over time, reflecting the views of boomer parents, who have generally wished, over time, to convert youthful organizations that were organized on military or quasi military lines into ones focusing on "citizenship" and "leadership"..

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Lex Anteinternet: They Were Clerics: Clerics who were well known fo...

Lex Anteinternet: They Were Clerics: Clerics who were well known fo...: This thread is like several other recent ones, notably the " They were lawyers " and the " They were soldiers " thread...


As with several other "they were" threads (but not all of them yet), this thread, just updated, has been made into a separate page on this site.

"Shall We Gather At The River", or how to tell when you've seen too many cowboy movies.

A couple of weekends ago the choir at Mass sang Hanson Place (which I didn't know it was titled), more popularly known as Shall We Gather At The River.  It's a neat tune, and I know the first verse of the song by heart.

But not for the right reasons, and it instantly brings up a strong mental association with Western movies, which unfortunately says a lot about me, and nothing about the song.

The tune may be well known, but I've never heard it in a Catholic church before, so it caught me off guard.  None the less, all its lyrics are familiar to me.
Shall we gather at the river
Where bright angels feet have trod
With it's crystal tides forever
Flowing by the throne of God.

Yes, we'll gather at that river
The beautiful, the beautiful river
Gather with the saints at that river
That flows by the throne of God.
Why do I know it? Well it seems to be in every Western movie ever filmed, and sometimes to make a counter point or set up an ironic scene.

For example, its the tune being played, with its common name even mentioned, in the opening really violent scense of The Wild Bunch.  In that movie, temperance marchers are playing it just before the big gun battle breaks out.  It's also in another film by the same director, Sam Peckinpah, Major Dundee, in which its sung at a funeral for soldiers actually killed in a river crossing.  A funeral scene also figures in John Ford's The Searchers, where its sung again.

I looked it up, and while I don't recall it, it's also apparently sung in Stagecoah, Hang 'Em High, Three Godfathers (a great film), and My Darling Clementine,  all of which I've seen.  and two of which I like.  It apparently is also sung in Cat Ballou and The Oregon Trail, which I haven't seen.  Its use in film seems to be traceable to director  John Ford who really liked the hymn. 

It's apparently also spread beyond Westerns.  According to what I read, it shows up in Hobson's Choice, Tobacco Road, Elmer Gentry, and others.

I guess that means it has entered into what some would call "The American Song Book".  Of course, that also means I've seen too many Western movies.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

HIstory in Advertising: Another Dodge Brothers Commercial



The Dodge branch of Chrysler continues to pay homage to their founding siblings, this time with an acknowledgment as to their departure from Ford Motors, society shunning them, and their early deaths.  Interesting.

WHEELS THAT WON THE WEST®: 20 Mule Team Borax Wagons

WHEELS THAT WON THE WEST®: 20 Mule Team Borax Wagons:   Throughout America’s history, there are certain early horse-drawn vehicles that have attained a legendary status… even among the gener...

I wonder how many of us had  a Twenty Mule Team model?  I did.

I loved models as a kid.  I don't think building them is as common as it once was.  Most of mine were military models, ground equipment and aircraft, but this one, a Twenty Mule Team, was an exception.  Wish I knew where it was today.

Wyoming Fact and Fiction: Skinning Mules and Whacking Bulls

Wyoming Fact and Fiction: Skinning Mules and Whacking Bulls

Sunday Morning Scene: Churches of the West: St. Margaret's Church, Riverton Wyoming

Churches of the West: St. Margaret's Church, Riverton Wyoming:


Saturday, November 15, 2014

Our Egg Head Supreme Court?

Yesterday I posted a note about the 100th anniversary of the founding of The New Republic.  One of the articles in that 100th anniversary issue is Dahlia Lithwick's article Nine of A Kind on the current United States Supreme Court.  In it, she advances a position which I've maintained for quite some time, which is that its unfortunate that the U.S. Supreme Court has become the exclusive domain of Ivy League jurists.  She takes that thought further noting that what really distinguishes this court, in her view, is that the nine justices all share a stunning degree of commonality in their experiences, or perhaps their lack of them, and therefore are much more alike than different.

I think she's right.

Now, in stating this, I have to admit that I also think that her point that this is the most intellectual court we've ever had is also correct, and that while I find some of their decisions bizarre, such as the one on zoning a while back, by and large I think this court actually is doing a really find job and that much of the criticism of it is unwarranted.  It's decisions are often five to four, but usually the decisions are really well grounded in the law. That's what miffs people, and its why you'll find the same people praising one decision at one time, and criticizing another at another time, as most people think of the court politically, not legally.  For instance, some of my more conservative friends were irate on the decision concerning the Affordable Health Care Act. Well, be mad at the act and its drafters if you wish, but the decision upholding it on a tax thesis was a pretty careful, legally well balanced, decision.  No, that doesn't mean you have to like it, but disliking the opinion doesn't mean the court went off the rails.  Likewise, Liberals who are in a constant state of denial on the firearms decision in Holder should get over it and realize that the decision is neither conservative or liberal, it's just right.

None the less, there's something really disturbing about the fact we now have a court that has so little experience in real life and so little experience in real law.  A court that seems to have to be made up of Ivy League law school graduates is disturbing in and of itself.

Or perhaps not. They seem to be doing a pretty good job under Justice Roberts.  I'd be less confident if some others were Chief Justice however.  A little mix of some lawyers who have done something else in their life, anyhow, would seem well suggested.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Advertisements in History: Sainsbury Chocolates and the 1914 Christmas Truce



Sainsbury's chocolates take on the 1914 unofficial, soldier motivated, Christmas Truce.

The New Republic Turns 100 Years Old

The New Republic just issued its anniversary issue, which arrived in my mailbox yesterday.  The magazines' first issue came out on November 7, 1914.

I've been a subscriber to the New Republic since May, 1986.  The subscription was given to me as a birthday gift by a friend who thought the magazine reflected my politics, which it pretty much did at that time, my final year of being an undergraduate geology student at the University of Wyoming, interested in politics, and about to graduate into unemployment. Just as Jonathan Chait, who wrote about his personal history with the magazine in this issue, I used to read it cover to cover when it came, usually in a single sitting.  It was a somewhat thinner magazine at that time, as it was a weekly, as it had been since November 1914.  I was always amazed by the brilliant content of the magazine back then, and amazed that they were able to produce those results every week.  I continued on to devour it that way throughout my resumed college career as a law student, and even thought about trying to submit some articles to it from time to time, in hopes they'd take notice of them.  When the magazine endorsed Albert Gore the first time, when he was a free thinking, pro life, anti Gun Control, candidate for the Presidency, I followed that primary season eagerly.

Over time, I've become less enamored with the magazine, but that seems to be part of the history of the magazine itself.  Founded by Herbert Croly, and Willard and Dorthy Straight (the financial backing), the 1914 magazine, which fits right into the time period this blog is focused on, was an unofficial organ of Theodore Roosevelt's Progressive Party, which seemed to also sort of reflect its views in the mid 1980s.  Croly was a late blooming middle aged intellect at the time who was attracted to Progressive Politics and hence the really quite radical final effort of Theodore Roosevelt to regain the Presidency.  The early magazine reflected his, and the Straights, Progressive Party views, even after the Progressive Party rapidly fell apart.  That early history, when I learned of it, appealed to me, as I was a big fan of Theodore Roosevelt at the time.  I'm less of one now (I've migrated more towards admiring the views of the founder he disliked, Thomas Jefferson), although I'm still a fan of him in many ways, and that's also true of The New Republic, except more so.  That is, I'm much less of a fan of The New Republic today, but I still renew my subscription.


In fairness to myself, however, any student of the magazine knows that its particularly honest about the quirky history its had in terms of quality.  The initial magazine yielded from being a Progressive organ to being a Liberal one in the 1930s.  Probably reflective of the evolutionary nature of the time, it's interesting that a son of the Straights evolved out of the Progressive wing of the Democratic Party in to the Communist Party, where they became a spy for the Soviet Union.  The magazine itself went bankrupt in 1924, at which time Croly ceased to be an editor, but he continued to contribute until his death in 1930. By that time, the magazine had become solidly left leaning, and was made up of an eclectic bunch of Progressives, Liberals, and hard left Liberals.  That New Republic became very significant during the Great Depression, where it was virtually an intellectual organ of the more left wing New Dealers and influenced FDR's actions to a significant degree.

As the New Deal waned by the late 1930s, so did the magazines intellectual abilities.  It tacked increasingly towards the left, and when Henry Wallace became the editor following his failure to secure a renewed spot on FDR's ticket, it became a hard left organ.  One later editor of The New Republic has flat out stated that Wallace was a Communist, which is different, to say the least, from the more accepted view that he was a rather naive and unrealistic hard left Liberal.  At any rate, Wallace nearly wrecked the magazine and the magazine seems to have been glad to see him go when he departed for his final Quixotic run for President.

After that, the magazine revived and it was in good shape, free thinking, not ideologically rigid and widely ranging when I first became a subscriber.  It was neither liberal or conservative, in a true sense, but something else.  By its own acknowledgment, it entered into a slump some time later and the final years of Martin Peretz' ownership did not seem to be good ones.  Indeed, in the last years of that era the editor became so obsessed with Israeli politics that the flagship editorials or the comments in the back often seemed more appropriate for an Israeli weekly than an American one.  If I recall correctly, there was at one time even an article on the mayoral race in Jerusalem, which is hard for an American reader to really care much about.

Since that time the magazine has sold, and it's now a monthly.  It's thicker, and its resumed some of its eclectic nature.  However, perhaps reflective of my own evolution in political thinking, or perhaps reflective of the fact that many who were once regarded as "Liberals", perhaps inaccurately, in the past no longer are, as they have no home in current Liberalism, or perhaps because the magazine seems so solidly Democratic Party Liberal, rather than Progressive Party Progressive, or whatever, I don't like it nearly as much as I once did, and I never read it cover to cover anymore.  Indeed, I haven't for quite some time, probably since the mid to late 1990s.  Some issues I'll hardly read a single article from, and  in the last decade I've found at least a couple of the articles so offensive to certain views I hold, that I've thought about dropping my subscription.  It sure doesn't interest me the way it once did.

But, achieving 100 years in a print magazine is quite an accomplishment.  So, happy birthday New Republic.

Friday Farming: Woman's Land Army of America


Wednesday, November 12, 2014

The Big Speech: Sic Transit

Sic transit gloria mundi.

Riding Bicycles

 Catholic Priest riding a bicycle in South Dakota, 1944.

Just recently I posted an item on walking.  In that I noted that walking was the default norm for humans in terms of mobility, and the only way we got around for millennia.  I also noted in that animal transportation is about 20,000 years old, give or take 5,000 years, but that, at least for the period of history which contains the history of our own country, walking was still the norm for most of that period in the western world.  Most people didn't own horses, as they lived in cities or towns.

While I've addressed it elsewhere, in the Revolution in Rural Transportation thread, what I should also explore just bit, just as we did with walking, is what became a common means of transportation, but the view of which has evolved in the past century.  This means of transportation was the first real alternative for most people to walking on a daily basis.

And it wasn't the car.

It was the bicycle.

I don't propose to offer a history of the bicycle here.  I'm not going to go back to the first bicycles and take us forward over time, but we should note that the bike really came on after the American Civil War.  There were early predecessors to the bike that existed prior to that time, but it was in the 1860s that the first practical bicycles first came on in the 1860s, for the most part.  The first bikes were what are now sometimes inaccurately called velocipedes, but what were called penny farthings at the time, those being bikes that work a lot like tricycles still do, in that they had no chains and rather a big wheel was simply pedaled.   As they lacked a chain, and hence a gear, the speed at which they could be operated was essentially determined by the size of the front wheel, leading to some of the rather odd looking big wheel bicycles of that era.

Penny farthings on starting line of race.

Penny farthings present certain obvious difficulties to the rider, but none the less they were extremely popular.  None the less,t he problems of mounting and dismounting, combined with regulating the amount of gearing, more or less, via the bit wheel lead the mechanically minded to work on bicycle designs, which lead to the Safety Bicycle. These were soon bicycles driven by a gear and chain, basically the predecessor of the type of bicycle we have have today, but with a single gear.  They were marketed on their safe features, for the simple reason that they really were considerably safer, and easier to use, than the penny farthing. They appeared in the 1880s.

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Penny farthing left, Safety Bicycle right.


Bicycles took society in the western world by storm.  Indeed, there was a bicycle "craze", and its no wonder.  Bicycles offered to town dwellers what nothing else did, an alternative to walking you could keep in your house and that you didn't have to feed when you weren't using it. They were relatively cheap and easy to maintain as well. Suddenly, people could cut the time it took to travel a reasonable distance in less than half, easily.  Indeed, I know that is to be true, as when I walk to work it takes me over an hour get there, while it takes me less than half an hour to ride my bike.  The craze started in the 1860s, but the Safety Bicycle came on just in time to really accelerate it, and it continued on in to the 1890s.  The craze saw its expression in song in 1892 with "Bicycle Built For Two", a song popular enough that it's still at least somewhat recalled today.


There is a flower
Within my heart,
Daisy, Daisy!
Planted one day
By a glancing dart,
Planted by Daisy Bell!
Whether she loves me
Or loves me not,
Sometimes it's hard to tell;
Yet I am longing to share the lot -
Of beautiful Daisy Bell!
Daisy, Daisy,
Give me your answer do!
I'm half crazy,
All for the love of you!
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle made for two.
We will go 'tandem'
As man and wife,
Daisy, Daisy!
'Peddling' away
Down the road of life,
I and my Daisy Bell!
When the road's dark
We can both despise
P'licemen and 'lamps' as well;
There are 'bright lights’
In the dazzling eyes
Of beautiful Daisy Bell!
Daisy, Daisy,
Give me your answer do!
I'm half crazy,
All for the love of you!
It won't be a stylish marriage,
I can't afford a carriage
But you'll look sweet upon the seat
Of a bicycle made for two.
I will stand by you
In 'weal' or woe,
["weal" means prosperity] Daisy, Daisy!
You'll be the bell(e)
Which I'll ring you know!
Sweet little Daisy Bell!
You'll take the 'lead'
In each 'trip' we take,
Then if I don't do well,
I will permit you to
Use the brake,
My beautiful Daisy Bell!
And bikes came on into use not only for private citizens, but in official and commerce use as well.  Bicycle deliveries became common for groceries.  Bicycle messengers came into business use, and of course still exist.  Police departments in big cities, which retained mounted patrols, introduced bicycle mounted patrols.  And nearly every western army introduced bicycle infantry, including the U.S. Army, although our experimentation with it was brief.

 U.S. bicycle troops, which existed only exceedingly briefly.  Given the role of the U.S. Army at the time, bicycle troops made next to not sense in comparison to cavalry.

French bicycle troops, World War One.

German bicycle troops during World War One. The Germans also used a lot of bicycles in a patrol role during World War Two, where they basically filed the same role that motorcycles and horses did in other formations.  Bikes increased in importance during World War Two as Germany retreated, as its road system was very extensive and good, thereby reducing the need to rely on horses.

But the ascendancy of the bicycle was itself also brief.  Lasting from the late 1860s until the 1910s or so, the peak of the bicycle era saw the birth of the automobile. At first bikes held on, as cars were extremely expensive and beyond the means of many.  And, indeed, bikes have continued to hang on in those areas where automobiles remain beyond the reach of city dwellers, such as in much of Asia.  But in North America, Henry Ford took the step that would end the ascendancy of the bicycle in 1903, by introducing his Model T, the first care to be purposely made to be affordable by the average man.  After that, year by hear the automobile cut into the domain of the bicycle and the horse.  It didn't displace either immediately, but it began to crowd both out in some roles fairly quickly.

In North America, some bike use as transportation lingered on into the 1940s, and the Army encouraged bicycle use for awhile on base in the United States to conserve fuel. But, by and large, bikes were on their way out by the 1920s, as adult commuter vehicles. In Europe this was less true, as automobiles remained expensive for the average European until after World War Two.  At the same time, bikes went out as police vehicles as cars came in, although the horse managed to continue on.  Military use of bicycles continued, but by World War Two they were very much on the way out with the more mechanized armies, such as the British (which were a significantly more mechanized army by the start of the war than generally imagined).  Some armies, particularly the Germans and Japanese, still relied on large numbers of bicycles, and did throughout the war, but other armies had nearly completely eliminated them by the end of the war.  Only the Swiss retained bicycle troops into the 21st Century in Europe, making bicycle troops much less common than horse mounted troops now, which themselves are not common.

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British military bicycle, World War Two.

So, by the 1950s, bikes were mostly the transportation of children and almost regarded as a toy.  The exception seemed to be the people who "toured" with bikes, and college students. Schwinn, which was the major American bicycle manufacturer, didn't call its ten speed bicycle the "Varsity" for nothing.

But for some, they never went away, and they retained them in the old use. And for a few others, sporting bicycles retained a major fascination.

Then, in the 1970s, something began to happen. Sporting bikes began to grow in appeal and even though bicycle racing was a minor sport by any definition it was sufficiently popular that two popular moves, Breaking Away and American Flyers came out about the sport in 1979 and 1985.  In the 1980s high grade racing bikes began to show up in fairly common adult use.  Mountain Bikes, a brand new type of bike made for rugged use, appeared at this time and opened up the trails to bikes in a way that only rugged Swiss bicycle troops had been able to endure before.  And mountain bikes proved so popular that they soon displaced touring bikes nearly entirely and became the bike of choice for thousands of urban and suburban bicyclist.

Now, bikes have sort of regained their intellectual hold as a means of transportation for everyday use, although they aren't anywhere nearly extensively used as they once were.  Cities and towns are accommodating them, however, and in some localities free bicycles are available for use by those in urban areas.

Wyoming Fact and Fiction: Wyoming Winter

Wyoming Fact and Fiction: Wyoming Winter has an interesting post on winter, and dwellings in this part of the country in the past.  It's an interesting topic, and another one of those things we don't think a great deal about, but which reflect a real change in people's daily lives.

Today, when I got up, the temperature was -18F. That's really cold.  And it's emphasized all the more as I'm enduring the cold in an old fashioned way.  The batteries (plural) of my diesel truck died the first morning of the cold snap, and I haven't been able to replace them.  The hood of the truck is frozen shut, from the snow on the first day.  I haven't had a car battery die due to cold weather in ages, although the batteries in this case are seven years old and have seen a lot of hard use.

But, while -18F is cold, it isn't unusual for this part of the country.  Psychologists say that people's weather memory is only about three years in extent, and that must be true, because there's all sorts of people saying "this isn't normal" for this region.  Oh. . yes it is.  This is the norm.  Winter here used to typically arrive no later than October and as early as September.  When I was a kid I distinctly recall that I always worried it would arrive the week of sage chicken season, which is the second week of September, as we couldn't get up to the high country if it did. And that worry was fairly frequently realized.  Arctic Novembers were quite common when I was a kid, as were very snowy ones.  That people think they are unusual shows how things have been different recently.

The news media, on the other hand, should know better.  Even in places like snowy Colorado they seem surprised by winter.  How a state that depends on winter ski tourist can be baffled by snow is beyond me.

Anyhow, it's worth doing what Neal has done in his post, and ponder heating of the past.  I've lived in gas and electrically heated  houses my entire life, but coal for heat wasn't unusual in this part of the country prior to World War Two. Indeed, just recently a post on the conversion of the Shoreham Hotel from gas to coal, during World War Two, has been very popular here, showing how that was still done fairly late, and also that people are looking into that topic for some reason.  Still, that's heat.  In the late 19th Century and early 20th Century, plenty of people here, in this wood scarce region, were heating with wood, which is not terribly efficient when simply burned in a stove, or a fire place.  You'd want to be pretty near the stove or that fireplace.

And the houses were poorly insulated in many instances too.

This doesn't even begin to consider how aboriginal people endured, but they did.  Nights in teepees in weather like this must have been pretty long ones, and you'd certainly learn how to bring in adequate fuel, or have it close at hand, so that it was readily available.

On Veteran's Day: War hurts more than warriors — WarCouncil.org

On Veteran's Day: War hurts more than warriors — WarCouncil.org

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Mid Week At Work: Joining the Navy, World War One.


A famous World War One vintage Navy recruiting poster, still widely reproduced today, which at the time was both cute and intended to send a subtle message (girls would pin yellow ribbons on young men not entering the service, at the time, to indicate that they viewed them as cowards), and which now is both ironic and anachronistic.